Back and Back Again
By: Shinigami Hilde
Disclaimer: Yeah, uh-huh. I own them! Sure...that's why I'm sitting here writing this shizzle!
Prologue:
The air of the night was cool and the moon splayed patches of its florescent light through the bars of the little hut where everyone had taken refuge for the night. Kagome lay awake in those patches, daydreaming rather then dreaming as she should have been.
She sighed quietly and draped her hand across her forehead, her thoughts tumbled and confused as they played out in her mind and drifted slowly to wondering about the dead miko, Kikyou, her so-called predecessor. She thought back on all the girl had done when she was alive, all the things Kagome thought she would have done different if she were in the elder miko's position.
She fingered a small talisman that they had found on their travels that day. It wasn't a shard, but it had appeared to have tremendous power that Miroku had wanted to check out back at Kaede's village. She lifted it up and gazed at it in the light of the blue moon. It glittered at her and she sighed a bit.
"Kikyou did everything she could…" she told it, as there was no one else awake to talk too-and Inuyasha had gone out patrolling, or something. "She really did, but I still would have done things different. I mean, I know the circumstances and she didn't, but I don't think I'd throw my trust in Inuyasha away so quickly. Love is a fragile thing and it's often hard to come across."
The wind blew through the open window grate as if in a reply to her words, and she smiled ruefully.
"I know that it was hard to believe that that hadn't been Inuyasha, and I don't quite blame her for believing it. Same as I don't quite blame Inuyasha for believing that she'd betrayed him, I know he had his trouble trusting humans to begin with. But still…I'd do it all different if I was given half the chance." She looked around at her other comrades, Shippou, Sango, Miroku…They wouldn't be suffering if Kikyou had trusted the hanyou, if the hanyou had trusted Kikyou. Or in fact, if the tama hadn't been created at all. But she could only wish to go back and fix things she was supposedly related too, she guessed.
The wind blew through again and encircled the talisman wrapped in her fingers, though she barely noticed it. "I would do it different." She reaffirmed. "If I had the chance."
With those thoughts on her mind, sleep finally claimed the girl, but when she woke up…Her views would be changed.
For nothing is as it seems.