Title: A Girl Can Dream
Author: landofthekwt
Rating: G
Genre: Introspective
Universe: Canon
Word Count: 463
Pairing: None
Warning:None Wilted Rose-Week One-Flower Theme
Summary: Kikyo daydreams about having a family.
She waved to the children as they ran down to the hill to their homes, their mothers, their fathers,
their brothers and their sisters. In e her other hand was a bouquet of flowers that the children
had given her.
She sighed. Her tiredness finally overwhelmed her She flopped backwards in the waiting bed of grasses and wild flowers. If Kaede were not waiting at home for her to fix supper ,the peacefulness of the summer afternoon would have eased her into a tranquil slumber. All seemed well with the world for the moment.
Rousing herself, she opened her eyes to gaze upon the flowers which she had been given by the children. At the time she had been too busy taking care of the children to do more than thank the children for their gift as they pressed it into her hand.
She was somewhat taken aback by what she saw. Her training in Hankatoba kicked in even before she began to examine the bouquet..There were violets, forget-me-nots, lilacs and lilies of the valley. A purple and white anthem of love.
She almost laughed. Surely this was a cruel joke of the kami. Love had never touched her.
Yet there they were. Violet: Please love me Forget-me-not: True Love Lilacs: First Love and
Lily of the Valley: The Promise of Love. The aroma of the flowers overwhelmed her senses. She fell deeply under the spell of the flowers of love.
Under the spell she could see herself with her husband in her home taking care of her children. The want and desire for this life was overwhelming. If only she were not a miko she could become the wife and mother that she longed to be.. Shocked, she wondered where that thought had come from..
She had been trained from childhood by her master at the temple that even thoughts of affection
would weaken her powers. The master's chief disciple had often chided her not to think about persons of the opposite sex.
She was distracted for the moment by name of the master's chief disciple, Tsubaki. Irony struck
her. The name itself made her smile since in the language of flowers Tsubaki stood for love. An yet this person told her that she could even feel affection without weakening her powers.
Her purity was her strength. It was source of her power. Thoughts of home and hearth. Husband and Children would weaken the spiritual power which was required of her as a miko.
She could hear Kaede yelling for her to come home. Her bastion of solitude on the grassy hillside
had been breached. She would return to world of the miko, where she was not allowed to be a wife or a mother. Still a girl can dream.