Another Inuyasha point of view angst thingy.Cause I got good reactions for Loved You.
Just so you know,everytime it says running it's like a couple of years have passed.I'm thinking about changing the ending.So let me know what you think by reviewing.Thanx.
So here by popular demand-
Running
I'm running.
They burnt Okaa-sama today.The villagers,the people she cared for and fed,they locked her in the hut.They brought out flaming torches,screaming for her blood.They made me watch it,powerless to do anything.My own Ojii-sama lit the thatched roof.He burnt his own daughter.
Running.
They chase me,knife held in hand.The blood from my ears drenches the ground behind me.But I don't look.I just need to get away,to live another day.
Running faster than the wind.
He's supposed to be my brother.But he's here,and he's tearing me limb from limb.I can't fight.He's too strong.And I'm starving.I haven't eaten in weeks.So I escape,fleeing thought the trees.
Still running.
She drew back the bow,and let fly the arrow.It pierces my heart.But not as much as the hatred in her eyes,and the betrayal she handed me.
Running faster.
"Inuyasha?"
"Hmmm?"
"Nothing."
Kagome snuggled further into his arms.
I've stopped.I'm home.