He sat back against the tree of ages, as graphic memories plagued his mind. It's been close to a year now, yet the guilt of her death still weighed heavy on his heart.
She died that day because he couldn't restrain his inner demon, once his demon awoken he was engulfed in darkness. That day, he lost all control and destroyed the only person he ever cared to cherish.
If only he was able to control himself that day, she'd still be with them, alive, physical and within his arms...
He was completely lost in his own pain that...he even went as far as to ask his brother, begging him to use the Tenseiga, the sword healing. But Sesshomaru refused and walked away.
He knew it was a wasted effort to ask his brother for assistance considering he'd rather watch him suffer, then do a noble deed like helping him.
And what was worse was, he didn't even have his Allies to comfort him through this terrible ordeal. Why you may ask?, because they blamed him for the loss of their dear friend. Yet, he didn't blame them, they had every god-giving- right to hate him...
But no one could hate him as much as he hated himself.
what he wished for more than anything, was for death to wrap his cold boney fingers around his throat and take him away, so he could be by her side again.
Every time he closed his eyes, vivid memories of her body laying lifeless covered in a heep of blood, blood on her, blood on the ground...and on his hands, etched into his claws.. her source of life seeping into the soil around her.
her blood and life were taken by his very hands .
He, was a murderous beast. Once the demon awoke it only had a thirst for destruction. Once it had its fill, he'd lock himself away. To leave in it's reckoning a sean so horrifyingly grotesque.
He locked himself away from human contact, having been by the tree since the incident happened, a year ago.
and till this very day, the memories wreck him with deep painful sobs. He hasn't Aten, cause every time he tries he'd get violently sick.
he looked down at his hands that were weakened due to lack of nourishment
hands that still reeked with the stentch of her blood.
The saddest part to all of this was, he came to realize too late that he was in love with her. Loved everything about her, not because she was the reincarnation of a woman he once fancied. Kagome was nowhere near the same Kikyo, she was completely different, she was herself and he loved that about her. Granted in the beginning...it didn't start out like that, but throughout their time searching for the shards of the jewel he had grown to love her.
And what hurts him the most is, he never had the opportunity to tell her
~ Hello fellow readers, let me introduce you to an older story I wrote way back when I was still new to fanfiction. I promised some of my older works to keep you all entertained while struggling with newer content.. Goodbye my love, is a short story I wrote years ago on my older account Cagedanimale666, back then my stories didn't get to far..I wasn't really all that good at it... and I ain't saying I'm better...just somewhat better than how i started out. I figured if I transferred some old stories over to this fanfiction maybe I'd get more love...so what do y'all say? want me to continue with the transfer..if so please let me know...I'll continue if that's what you all wish.~