Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Kagome. And I do not own the sappy plotline. But the admittedly disturbed and very bad poetry is written in my own words.

Err...this is a case of a really great inspiration leading to a rather strange piece. I tried re-writing it several times, trying to get back to that inspiration; but muses are strange things, and I ended up liking this piece better, with all of its flaws...


You Hide Your Face From Me:Being the conversation held between a certain Miko and Hanyou on a moonless night…

It was dark, that night.
I hid inside this box of flesh,
my own, yet so different.
Fearsome no longer, vulnerable
I cowered beside you, afraid.

"Inuyasha, where were you? The sun is about to set!"

"Feh, what're you so worried about? It's not like I haven't been alone before."

"You know perfectly well why I was worried, you big conceited jerk! And stop avoiding looking at me! You make me feel like I have the plague."

"I am looking at you."

"No. You're not. And I bet I know why. You were with her again, weren't you?"

"…"

"You IDIOT! She's trying to kill you! And if you had been with her for much longer we may as well have just gift-wrapped you!…"

It is dark, this night.
A specter from the faded past,
She haunts us, crying, vengeful.
Is it wrong to hate?
I stand before you, weeping.

"…I can't leave her, Kagome. I owe her too much. Every time I remember…"

It is dark, this night.
A blackened mist that holds me back
An icy hand around my heart
penetrating, it smothers.
I walk away from you, guilty.

"…how she died, I feel like dying myself. It was my fault that she died. All mine…"

It is dark, this night,
but no darker than my very thoughts.
Crumbling, collapsing, my very soul shamed,
This hatred comes, unasked for.
I fall before you, judged.

"Hello? How many times do we have to go over this, Inuyasha? You did not kill Kikyou. You were not responsible for her death in any way. In fact, you probably gave her some of the happiest days of her life! The real Kikyou loved you, Inuyasha. Her soul has already moved on. Don't dishonour her memory by dying for a clay figure. Don't allow Naraku to win!"

It is dark, this night.
So many choices stand before me.
Too many paths to take.
To live, to die, to love? all lost.
I wander alone, so lost.

"Why do you care so much, anyway? Why do you even care?"

It is dark, this night.
Frightened, you turn away from me
As you always will.
Turn not your face from me, my friend.
I waitforyou, heart open.

"I always have, and always will. Inuyasha, I…"

It is dark, this night.
Like a child I cling to your scent
The memory blankets me
Comforting. I listen, confused.
I listen, in hope.

"Inuyasha, I, I lo-…"

It is dark this night.
Two little words, nay one,
Hiding on my tongue
In the blackness, they scream silently.
In the darkness, I speak—

"I love you."

It is dark this night.
But darkness does not hide the words
Nor…I am surprised;
I do not wish to reclaim them.
In the darkness, did I choose?

"I lov-…what?"

"Kagome, I love you."

"Th-that's what I thought you said."

"Kagome, what's the matter? Wh- Hey! why are you crying? Don't cry!"

It is dark this night.
And in the darkness I was prepared
To say it. In the darkness
I found courage.
But I was not the one who spoke.

"Inuyasha…"

It is dark, this night,
the moon hides her face from me.
But I will not hide, not any longer.
I turn my face to Kagome.
I have chosen.

Is this wrong?

"…I love you, too…"

Perhaps. But I have chosen my path.


Just a quick note: critiques are lovely and are how people learn. But if you're just going to write 'boi this sucks bad' then save the time for more important things, like learning how to use the English Language...