Disclaimer: I own neither Inuyasha nor Fire Emblem: Awakening.
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+ 1. your love is enough
When it came to make a decision, Kagome knew what had to be done. It would be easy, so very, very easy, to let Chrom make the final strike with Falchion and return Grima to his slumber.
"Promise me, Kagome—promise you won't."
"…That's not something I can promise you, Chrom."
But in all honestly, it wasn't really a decision. There was only one way this could end—that she could allow it to end.
A thousand years wasn't nearly long enough—not with all the pain, all the despair, all the loss Grima had caused. Not when she could see Lucina's face when she closed her eyes, the sheer agony as she wept in remembrance of all Grima stripped away while wearing her mother's body; could hear her scream upon seeing Chrom collapsed on the floor, thought for dead, and everything she had worked so desperately for all for naught.
Not when Kagome could recall with perfect clarity the broken edges of Lucina's voice that begged for understanding as her daughter tried to explain why she needed to die for Chrom to live, the slight wobble of her lips and the wet-sheen of her eyes behind the brave face Lucina so determinedly tried to maintain whilst asking for her forgiveness for what she had to do, the tip of Falchion's blade leveled at her throat.
Staring back at Lucina that day, Kagome could so clearly see her little girl, her baby. Lucina was a grown woman, yes, a woman who had to grow up too quick, losing both parents and inheriting a kingdom on the brink of destruction, but she could see so easily the little girl who only wanted her family back. And if giving her at least part of that, if giving her Chrom meant she needed to die, well the decision was as easy to make as it was to close her eyes and let her.
And right there, right then, it was in her power to remove Grima from their world so that he could never tear a another family apart—forever.
She could not ignore it.
Is this what was in store for us all along, Chrom? A future that saw us separated in the end?
Or would it be too foolish to hope…
It didn't matter, these questions, not at this moment as she stared down Grima's weakened form, bent at the waist and gasping for breath. Not as she prepared for the final blow, a Katarina's Bolt at the ready.
She took a step forward, and raised her hand higher.
"Kagome, wait!"
Kagome went still. How could she not, when it was the one person in the world capable of either shaking her resolve or strengthening it? The sheer desperation in his ragged voice broke her heart, had her falter in her spell for just a moment as she looked over her shoulder to see Chrom reaching out towards her.
It ached to look at her husband, to see the fear on his face, but she couldn't turn away. "You don't need to do this," he said slowly, eyeing the energy gathered in her hand still churning wildly and ready to strike. His hand moved over to cover Falchion's hilt at his side. "Please," he pleaded in a softer voice, barely audible over the roaring winds. But roaring winds or not, it did nothing to cloud her view of the wetness in his eyes. "Don't do this."
Be selfish, his eyes said—begged, even. Damn it, be selfish for just once in your damn life.
Her vision blurred, and she couldn't help the smile on her face. Don't you see, Chrom? she thought. This is me being selfish. Grima is my responsibility—I made his return possible, and only I can make sure his death is a permanent one. I can give peace to the future generations of our loved ones. I just…
Kagome shut her eyes and took a steadying breath.
Perhaps… Perhaps it wouldn't be so foolish to hope…
Perhaps they had yet to see what the future truly held for them…
"I pray that Naga is right," Kagome replied instead, still smiling. "I have no doubt that our bonds, our love, are strong enough to bring us together again, if such a thing is possible." And with that, she turned back to Grima, herself in a future so dark, and raised her hand once more.
Perhaps this is the end…
"What… what are you doing?" Grima demanded, stumbling on his feet.
…But I sincerely doubt it.
Kagome held her head up high and stared the fell dragon straight in the eye. "Protecting those I love."
Chrom, Lucina, Morgan... if it is within my power, I will come back.
Grima stared back at her with disbelief and with fear, understanding dawning in his eyes. "Y-you would not dare!" he roared and hastily attempted to straighten.
Kagome's only reply was to strike.
I promise.
"I love you, Kagome!" she heard just before the lightning flew from her fingertips, and her smile widened. Hearing those words, atop the fell dragon and awaiting what could very well be the end of her existence, she couldn't feel safer—feel more at peace.
Oh, Chrom, I love you too.
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...i'm sorry? lmao
but anyway, it's not over though so don't kill me yet ;)
i dunno, i juggled between this and kagome letting chrom take final hit and just... i feel like she would think of the future lives she could save, think of the future lucina and the others came from that was so... dark and hopeless that they traveled through time to make it right, and realize she could end it once and for all so there would never be a chance of that happening again; it'd only take one life to do it, if even that.
anyway, i'll stop rambling haha. lemme know how you liked it, and as always, thank you guys for reviewing!
RainLily
