I mean I would never do the things I'mma 'bout to tell you I've done Brace yourself It ain't good or easy But it would be even worse if you heard this from somebody else (oh no)
Kikyo stared into Naraku's eyes, and this time, she finally began to see the man she cared for long ago. The human man, in the cave...the injured yet caring Onigumo. Naraku had been waiting so long for me to see this, she thought. I haven't seen it until now, when Naraku spilled his life's secrets to me.
Naraku closed his eyes for a brief second, then opened them. "This isn't a dream. I'm really here, Kikyo. I'm really confessing to you. Do you still despise me now?"
I know you hate me I know I hurt you But there's more listen...
Naraku placed his hands on Kikyo's shoulders, the brown and red eyes practically melting into one another. The howling of the giant soul collectors turned to slow moans, and the breeze outside rushed in, and made the small hairs on Kikyo's arms and neck stand up. It was a good thing, though. The breeze was soft and comforting, like how Naraku was speaking to and treating her that very moment. "K-Kikyo..."
These are my confessions,
Man I'm thrown and I don't know what to do
But I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions
Kikyo saw a gentle, warm smile spread on Naraku's lips. She took a few moments to gaze at him, and finally saw the beauty of his figure. She saw the detail in his black, wavy hair, and the newly-discovered gentleness of his large hands that were once used for evil. The young woman gazed at the man before her, and returned his smile. "Naraku...are you going to tell me more?"
The first thing that came to mind was you Second thing was how I know if it's mine and is it true Third thing was me wishin' I never did what I did
The half-demon ran his hands through Kikyo's hair. Naraku felt the soft, silky strands slip through his fingers, as though they were water. Kikyo closed her eyes, feeling the tip of Naraku's index finger brush her cheek with gentle emotion. She clutched his wrist with his hand, not too hard and not too soft. "I must tell you more, Kikyo. I have to think of a way to tell you this."
This is by far the hardest thing I've ever done To tell you, the woman I love
I hope you can accept the fact that I'm man enough to tell you this And hopefully you'll give me another chance
Naraku removed his hand from Kikyo's face, and breathed slowly before finally whispering his confession.
"I love you, Kikyo. I have and always will." Kikyo sighed, and her eyes searched his for one final examination. No lies, she realized. No deceit. He...he means this!
As the final wisp of breeze in the evening blew in, Naraku gathered all the courage he ever held. He grabbed Kikyo by the shoulders, spun her around, and kissed her tenderly. Kikyo closed her eyes, and felt the fifty years of her death temporarily dissolve and dispatch itself from the rest of her memories. Her heart pounded with excitement and passion, and felt Naraku slide his arms around her neck, holding her closer.
Kikyo twisted her fingers around one of the curls in Naraku's hair. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she ever lost Naraku. When Naraku finally released her, Kikyo clutched his waist and inhaled his scent deeply, keeping him as close to her as she was to him. "I knew Onigumo still existed somewhere inside of you," she whispered, and fell asleep against his shoulder.
-"Confessions" by Usher