Leaving the castle was a mistake, confronting Sesshomaru was a mistake. Ever thinking that damned demon had a heart was a mistake, a mistake Kikyou would never make again. The forest was dark and damp, a perfect place for demons to hide and hunt their preys in a sudden attack. Though stripped out of her weapons, Kikyou did not fear at all. Her purifying powers were enough to kill whoever tried to come close, because they were powered by her emotions, and right then, she felt shocks of angers coursing through her body. Though there was something different about this forest, she could feel a strange aura within the center. Kikyou's curiosity brought her steps to quicken and soon enough, she arrived, just in time to see what she believed wouldn't happen in a million years.
It was Onigumo, lying on the ground, black blood seeping through his torn body and acid slowly dissolving him bit by bit. His eyes were wild and blood-shot, searching for any chance of survival. His chest moved up and down rapidly, trying to breathe his last breathes of air. The image horrified the priestess. Her heart begged her to help the dying man, but she stood firmly on the ground. Finally Onigumo cried out in agony, his body twitching in the loss of blood and oxygen. Kikyou rushed to the man and put both of her hands on his body which wasn't really a body anymore, more like a skeleton swimming iniron-black liquid. She didn't know what to do at all. As Onigumo screamed in pain, panic filled Kikyou's mind. She was so frightened her body quivered like his and tears escaped from her eyelids. As they fell onto the man's face, his breathing eased suddenly. But Kikyou did not notice, because she had her eyes squeezed shut tightly, fearing for what she would see if she had opened them. If she did, she would have seen a lavender glow from the palms of her hands restoring the bandit's body, as well as purifying him.
"Kikyou…" Onigumo said as her slowly opened his eyes, seeing a beautiful miko weeping for him, he knew immediately it was his beloved Kikyou.
"O, Onigumo?" Kikyou asked in shock as she snapped open her eyes, facing an alive and well man before her.
Onigumo smiled sweetly and tucked a strand of loose hair behind the priestess's ear, "Why were you crying, my dear?"
"I… I though you would have died," Kikyou answered while wiping the fallen tears staining her cheeks, "But now, you are alive and well."
"You saved my life. I am debt of you," Onigumo said quietly and frowned when Kikyou stood up to leave, "Where are you going, Kikyou?"
"You owe me nothing," Kikyou replied plainly, "I did it because it is my duty to save the dying. It wasn't for your sake."
"Oh… I see," Onigumo sighed sorrowfully, "But are you just going to leave me now? I am still weak."
"If I was to take care of you, you would be in debt," Kikyou answered coldly, "And I do not wish for you to repay me in anyway."
"I'm so sorry…" Onigumo started.
"You do not need to be sorry for anything," Kikyou interrupted before he could bring back the terrible memory, "Naraku was the one who sent me to hell. You had nothing to do with it."
"Then why are you so cold to me!" the heart-broken man shouted as he leaped to his feet and spread his arms in desperation, "I love you, Kikyou!"
"Because I am not the Kikyou that you fell in love with," the miko stated and walked away before the man could question her any farther. She spoke of the truth.
A/N: Sorry it was so short! But this is where the drama begins XD