InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Miko's Sorrow ❯ Mysterious Hanyou ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter 2: Mysterious Hanyou

I went to the Bone Eater's Well. `He' followed me again. This mysterious visitor didn't seem to pose any real threat to me or the village.

Looking down into the well, I see the bones, the many remains, of all the demons I had slaughtered.

Seeing the pieces of flesh, I can't help but think that what I did was wrong. Although I do not tell anyone else of my thoughts, I can't help but wonder, is what I do to these creatures right?

The villagers tell me not to worry about it. They believe that demons are so ruthless, that they don't even deserve to live.

I know I will go to hell. Just for killing anything, I know I will. After all, demons are living beings too.

My aura is usually plain and emotionless, like my face. Now it has been tinged with sadness.

Sadness, I can't possibly know of this.

It seems that mysterious hanyou is teaching me these feelings all over again. This hanyou has stolen my heart away from me. He is making me feel love once again.

This hanyou is so much like myself, I could never bring my self to kill him.

I have grown closer to the half-demon. I have even found out his name.

The first time I had seen him, he was attempting to steal the Shikon Jewel. He would always get rather close to succeeding, but he never did make it. I would always stop him before things got out of hand.

Pinning him to a tree, I would take the Jewel, and leave him without saying a word. He was just like me. He seemed arrogant, but he was truly sad in side, such as myself.

That foolish hanyou, Inuyasha, would always complain about me finishing him off. He believed himself to be a coward if he wasn't taken down for his acts. I killed many other demons before him, but I just didn't have the heart to take his life.

Inuyasha would always spy on me, just to make sure I was doing well. I could tell he was beginning to find me more trustworthy. He was approaching me closer each day.

The villagers didn't mind him anymore. As long as I trusted him, they could too. Inuyasha, dog-demon, it described him so well. With his long, flowing silver hair, and white dog ears.

He is the only one I can truly trust around this village anymore. Maybe one day, I can be with him. We're so similar, and yet so different. This poor hanyou, who may have been a mockery to both humans and demons alike, was bringing back old feelings and memories.

I really do love him.

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