Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of it's characters in any way. Everybody can now breath a sigh of relief.
Author's Note: Ok, my depression has lifted and I'll start writing again. This one is short, and some of you might not like it. But, I'm setting it up for the next chapter, the gory one. . . oh, and does anyone thing rated M is to cautious? I think so. So I'm moving it to T. If anyone thinks this is a bad call of judgement, tell me. It probably shouldn't even be that high. Ja ne.
I suppose I should explain one thing to you. My view of the world is undoubtly very different from yours. At that, I'm still new to the world of emotion, so I'm not the best at judging it. In result, my ideas of what "comforting" is are probably considered cold and cruel to you. Truth be told, I haven't a clue how Kagura feels about my new emotions. But, I'm going to keep believing that she's comforting and not be bothered by the fact that I probably disgust her. Scratch that. I know I disgust her. How I could have ever thought differently is a mystery to me.
I've got to grow strong enough to accept this. I just wish. . . I just wish I could know. . . If anyone will ever care for me. . . I doubt it, I wholly, fully doubt it. I've been fooling myself. I'm the void, the empty, blank space where nothing exists. I can be nothing else. I can never have emotions, never own a soul. The only things I have . . . are a mirror and a reflection. . .