A/N: Sorry If I'm making Kagome too Angsty. I'm angsty, so i sorta...
channel it. *growls defensively* I'm sorry, but even if I'm writing crappy
on this one, it's my baby, and you'd REALLY have to prove yourself to take
it over. Not that I'm giving it up or anything... *sighs* It's mine. My
PRECIOUS-s-s-s-s!
Ja Ne! _;;
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You aren't charming.
You aren't a sweet talker, you're not kind, or polite or even romantic. I hate the way you fight all the time, I hate how you love to kill. I hate how all you think about is yourself..... I hate how you act all noble all the time, but you're not. You're not anything that I wanted.
Then why are you what I want?
Why do I keep coming back to the fights, and the pointless arguments, where I end up hurting you to get my way. Why do I love the way your hair frames your face gently. Or why do I find myself loving the way you call me 'Wench' when we're alone? Why do I comfort you when I know... when I know that you're only thinking about being a full demon. That me, and my feelings, and my life, never enter your thoughts.
Why do you feel the need to protect me-- from everything. Even things that won't kill me... you're trying to keep me pure.... maybe so I'm more like her. I don't know....
No. it's not about her. Ever since you first said my name-- it's never been about her. It's been about us. about me. you saw me. saw that I was useful, saw that I was good enough to help. I wasn't perfect, but I was okay-- and....
I guess that's enough for now.
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You aren't charming.
You aren't a sweet talker, you're not kind, or polite or even romantic. I hate the way you fight all the time, I hate how you love to kill. I hate how all you think about is yourself..... I hate how you act all noble all the time, but you're not. You're not anything that I wanted.
Then why are you what I want?
Why do I keep coming back to the fights, and the pointless arguments, where I end up hurting you to get my way. Why do I love the way your hair frames your face gently. Or why do I find myself loving the way you call me 'Wench' when we're alone? Why do I comfort you when I know... when I know that you're only thinking about being a full demon. That me, and my feelings, and my life, never enter your thoughts.
Why do you feel the need to protect me-- from everything. Even things that won't kill me... you're trying to keep me pure.... maybe so I'm more like her. I don't know....
No. it's not about her. Ever since you first said my name-- it's never been about her. It's been about us. about me. you saw me. saw that I was useful, saw that I was good enough to help. I wasn't perfect, but I was okay-- and....
I guess that's enough for now.
