Theme: Medicine
Pairing: Inuyasha/Kikyo
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Hollow
White heat sank into her. Her shell shivered at first, adjusting to the alien presence of another's life force fusing with her own. Soon, her manufactured muscle and bone was rejuvenated.
Internally, she hated having to live off someone else's energy, to continue this charade as a hero in a glass body. When humans got sick and hungry, they could use medicine and food, things she could never use again. Her body's medicine was now from the death of others.
And she only had a small portion of her recycled spirit, humming unnaturally within a body that was not formed in her forgotten mother's womb. The reality of having death-energy move her own body made her more hollow than she already was. Her body may appear complete, but her soul…
"Kikyo," his ethereal voice stirred behind her, and he came for her like a silver firefly through the pitch-black forest.
And when he approached her, the reasons why she harbored energy to hold him were pushed back into the recesses of her mind. Inuyasha would hold her, let her hold him, and she would feel her energy strengthen, even more so than some unknown dead soul could ever offer.