This is the second part of 'Still', done in Inuyasha's POV. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I still don't own it.
He stared at the night sky, thinking. Wondering what she was thinking. He snorted. She probably thought that he was off with :her: again. They all thought that he would leave with :her: when everything was over with, that he was in love with her. Heh, shows what they knew. Of course he would get revenge for her, but there was no reason that she should be able to take his life. It wasn't entirely fault, and it wasn't as if she had ever owned him in the first place. And yet he continued to give her grief, though she had given him nothing but joy. She had even agreed to stay with him, even after he had deliberately pushed her away. Not because he hated her-that was far from the truth- but because he had thought it the only way to protect her. From the danger, the death, the horrors. From him. He never knew when he would loose hold of his mind again. But when it did happen, he didn't want to hurt her, hurt their friends. They were his pack, though a rather odd one. The monk and slayer like a brother and sister, the fox kit like a son, and her…… She was special. She was stubborn and irritating at times, she was sweet and infinitely caring. A sister to their friends, mother to the kit, and, although she wasn't aware of it, he considered her his mate. He knew that she wouldn't stay forever, she didn't belong. But even though he knew she would leave him, leave them all………
He still loved her.
Ok, the second part. What do you think? Love it? Hate it? Let me know.