A/N: This next one I'm not completely satisfied with, but as I can't squeeze anything else out, it'll have to do. Maybe someday I'll come back and redo it, but for now bear with me plzkthx.School's started about two weeks ago and I'm already swamped with all this work so I apologize if updates aren't as frequent as before. On another note, I seem to be stuck with theme #8, which is odd as it's unbelievably easy to pin to Kyou/Kagura. -.-;
By JleeBean
6. And yes, the way you look at me.
There was something about Kagura that unnerved Kyou, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It was like the name of that song that's been in your head for hours; that it was just there, at the tip of your tongue. He was sure it wasn't her bi-polar tendencies, or her slightly aggressive personality, for he had long since been used to that. Nor was it her equally frustrating habit of making him feel about yea high whenever she'd let just the tiniest of tears slip, because he truly was just a sucker for a woman in distress.
No, if he had to guess, he'd venture it had something to do with her eyes. While her eyes were the cloudiest shade of gray he'd ever encountered, it wasn't the color that got to him (because it wasn't like he was a stranger to odd-colored pupils, ahem ahem). Maybe it was the way they'd sparkle just so whenever she heard his name mentioned, or the way they'd show just the right amount of emotion when the rest of her was having trouble expressing. Or maybe it was the way her eyes would just light up upon seeing him, or how they'd mist over whenever he tried to squirm away from her grasp.
It was frustrating, and it was exhausting, but Kyou could never quite figure out just what made Kagura's stare so unnerving.
He thought that maybe he never would, and that it really just might be his own paranoia creeping in—until the day Shigure brought home a full-length mirror, as wide and tall as an entire wall of the sitting room.
"It was the only size available," Shigure insisted, but Kyou had a sinking feeling it had less to do with availability, and more to do with the Inu's own sick, perverted mind.
Most of the family had visited that day to 'see the new surprise', Kagura among them. She'd singled him out and tried to coerce him into talking to her like she always did, only this time Kyou had the advantage (disadvantage?) of seeing themselves reflected in the mirror the entire time. She hardly noticed the object, but Kyou kept his eyes locked on it, the heavy anvil of realization coming down on him.
It was there, as clear as glass, and Kyou was right—it did have to do with her eyes.
She looked at him like no one else in the world, but he looked at her like she was just Kagura, and now he realized he'd probably never be able to look her in the eyes again.
Next: Snow falling on corpses.