InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Happy ❯ Happy ( One-Shot )

Happy
An InuYasha One-Shot
By: Vevina Lachlan

Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashiand such own InuYasha, not me. I receive no material profit from the writing of this piece. 

Kagome walked quietly next InuYasha.   Neither saying anything both just walking; him with his hands up his billowy sleeves, her with her head down looking at her shoes with a soft smile on her face.  She could be content.  She knew it.

It was just that she felt empty and confused.  She was happy yet worried, delighted but apprehensive.  Doubts whirled around her head and argumentative thoughts conflicted with one another.

What should she do?

Would it be presumptuous to make a move?  This was the feudal era, perhaps it was considered forward to do anything that would be . . . would further . . . a relationship that could be . . . would be . . . if she wasn't afraid.  Of rejection.

There was a chance, a fear that she was assuming too much, seeing things that weren't there.  Feelings of her own that weren't returned.  Or maybe he was seeing something - someone else.

It always came back to this her insecurity of not being her own person, of being a copy, an image of the better priestess.   A look alike with none of the powers, none of the skill, none of the control.  A poor replica of a past love.  A current love.  The girl he still loved, still dreamed of.  The one person who could make InuYasha forget about everything, about Naraku, about the Jewel of Four Souls, about her.

Kikyo.  Maybe it was her that he saw.  Maybe it was Kikyo that he couldn't stand see crying.  Or a girl that resembled her anyways.

Everyone knew that Kagome could never be as good as the undead priestess.  She never could measure up.  At least, not in the eyes that truly mattered to her, because his opinion always mattered.  It was him she came back for, because, god forbid, Kikyo did call for him to go to hell.  She just wanted to keep him safe.  Because she loved him.

Even if he didn't love her.

She looked up at him to find eyes looking back at her before he quickly looked forward again, a guilty blush staining his cheeks.  She smiled softly, content just to walk beside him until he was ready to decide on a future.

Once again her life and her heart was in his hands, and she didn't trust anyone more.

After all, she had always wanted him to be happy.  Regardless.

 

A/N: Short but bittersweet.  Read and review, please.