Purple Spirit - Kagome Kikyou

Day 9: Part 1 - Purple/Spirit (KagKik)


"Kikyou?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think it's strange? The way we feel about each other? I mean, I really don't, but I just wanted to know how you felt about."

Kikyou looked down at the girl whose head rested in her lap, staring up at her with large, innocent eyes. Kagome. The one who held most of her soul, and seemed determined save everyone she deemed worthy of it. Once, Kikyou thought that it was only her powers that could prompt warmth to fill her chest, but now she knew that Kagome could do that all on her own. She just seemed to have that affect on people, being able to ease their spirits through her presence alone, all with that kind smile that melted coldest of hearts.

"Our spirit longs to be whole and we're not willing to kill the other let it happen. I doubt that is considered so strange when one looks at it from that perspective."

"To be honest, when I first started feeling this way for you, I didn't think you'd understand. Or that you'd be repulsed by it. Not that I thought you were horrible or anything, it's just that I know my time is a lot more tolerating than this one, so I kind or just assumed…"

"If it were anyone but you, perhaps I would have been. Perhaps the only thing keeping me to you is that fact that we're bound by spirit."

"You say that as if it's tragic, but I prefer to view it was us being soulmates."

"… That is technically not incorrect."