Disclaimer: Dustbunny doesn't own Inu Yasha. I, for one, learned nothing new today.
Dustbunny: Hi, people! I know, I have stuff to update, but writing one-shots helps me clear my thoughts. So, by being distracted by them, I'm practically working on my other fics.
Kagome: Riight...
Marshmallow: Well, here we go!
I watch them as they rest after a battle. Another jewel shard is in their possession. They're so pleased with themselves and their victory. Their rejoice makes me sick, but not as sick as seeing how close… they sit.
They bicker and fight but even from here I can detect the emotion in their eyes. Annoyance does indeed exist between them, but there is also a deep tenderness. Carefully, secretly they check each other for any signs of pain or turmoil. They watch out for each other. That look… that emotion that swirls unnoticed by one another but caught by all others… that look is not dissimilar to how he used to look upon… me.
He was supposed to be mine and I, his. None of this madness should have been endured. The jewel should have been used to transform my Inu Yasha into a full human. We were supposed to live happily together for the rest of our lives. No girl who wore my face, whose body held the jewel I protected, who mirrored my skill was supposed to come into the mix. What happened to that?
Deep inside, my rational mind tells me that Naraku happened, that all this is his fault. But that girl, that Kagome was reincarnated with my soul. When I was given new life, my soul was supposed to be returned. For awhile it was but she took it back, all except the hatred and vengeance. That is what fuels me, keeps me going, controls my dominant thoughts. I cannot rest until it is satisfied.
They're all laughing now, happy and without an unkind word. That should have been my life. The smiles, the laughter, the happiness… it should be mine! But it isn't mine, it's theirs, hers. Her, the girl that holds my love's current attention. But only for so long, girl. When he lays his eyes upon me again, it will be me that haunts his thoughts, his heart. It is I that he still loves.
Kaede; my sister. She has joined them, is speaking with them. I can see the hint of a smile that graces her elderly features. She is pleased for them, of course. Do you think of me, sister, as you cavort with them? Or is Kagome, stealer of my soul and image and ability, enough for you? Do you even remember me anymore? Has it always been Kagome for all you care to know? For a small lot of time you knew me, remembered.
For now, I'll let them have their laughter, their smiles and triumph. For soon, they will have me to deal with yet again. And soon, if even for just a small bit of time, what was mine, his love, will be mine once more. I'd be sorry, little girl, if I knew how. But such things I can feel only a bare minimum, like a fading memory. After all, you possess that part of my soul. Someday, not long from now, that will be mine again, too.
Dustbunny: Not as good as it was in my head but I think it came out nicely.
Bunnydust: You go ahead and think that.
Dustbunny: Such supportive muses I have...
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