InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome's Thoughts ❯ Sometimes ( Chapter 2 )
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A/N: I figured out that I needed to get these little bits and pieces of writing out of my head. If I don’t, they cause problems for me in the form of writer’s block. I hope you all like this. It’s been sitting at the back of my brain for a week now.
Sometimes, Kagome just liked to sit and look at him. He was just so…pretty. It wasn’t even that, exactly. He just had these expressions about him, that told her everything she needed to know at the time.
Sometimes, his expression told her that he was thinking really hard about the past. She wished he wouldn’t do that. It always gave him a sad look for the rest of the day.
Sometimes, he looked like he was angry and sad with the world. He always had that look when they went through a village that had never seen a demon that didn’t want to hurt them. He didn’t realized that her hearing wasn’t as bad as he thought it was. She could hear all the taunts and malicious slurs they whispered to each other. He always seem to get even angrier when they spoke about her. When they called her a traitor to her own humanity, when they caller her a dark priestess, or even worse, a demon’s whore. His ears would pin to his scalp, as if trying to block out the hurtful words.
Sometimes, he looked jealous. This was usually when Kouga would make a surprise appearance. It was so hard not to giggle. It’s not like there was ever any competition. It was so cute, that she wanted to tweak his ears and kiss him on the cheek.
Sometimes, it was hard not to cry, when he looked broken. This usually happened when she, or one of their friends was hurt. He always carried the all burden, when all he really had to do was let them help shoulder some of the weight. Kagome wanted to fix him so badly. She wanted to gather all the pieces of his heart, and put them back together with her own heart as the glue. She wanted to touch his face, and tell him that not everything was or is his fault.
Sometimes, when the night was quiet, and all you could hear were the insects, he looked happy. She would pretend like she was asleep, and watch him. He would look at everyone around him, Sango, Miroku, Shippo, Kirara, always saving herself for last, and his face would wash over with a serene expression. She liked it most when he looked like this.
Sometimes, he would look at her out of the corner of his eye, when they were walking across the countryside. He would smile, and when she would look him, he would grin even bigger, and ‘pretend’ that he wasn’t looking at her. He could be so playful at times. They had a ton of little games they would play, and no one else knew what the rules were, or even that it was a game. It was fun to have little inside jokes that were just for them.
Sometimes, he would look at her and take her breath away. The sheer mass of love that she could see for her that shone in his eyes, made her want to kiss him senseless until he couldn’t breath.
Sometimes, Kagome felt like she could look at him all day, and not feel like she wasted a second of her life.
Sometimes, Kagome just liked to sit and look at him. He was just so…pretty. It wasn’t even that, exactly. He just had these expressions about him, that told her everything she needed to know at the time.
Sometimes, his expression told her that he was thinking really hard about the past. She wished he wouldn’t do that. It always gave him a sad look for the rest of the day.
Sometimes, he looked like he was angry and sad with the world. He always had that look when they went through a village that had never seen a demon that didn’t want to hurt them. He didn’t realized that her hearing wasn’t as bad as he thought it was. She could hear all the taunts and malicious slurs they whispered to each other. He always seem to get even angrier when they spoke about her. When they called her a traitor to her own humanity, when they caller her a dark priestess, or even worse, a demon’s whore. His ears would pin to his scalp, as if trying to block out the hurtful words.
Sometimes, he looked jealous. This was usually when Kouga would make a surprise appearance. It was so hard not to giggle. It’s not like there was ever any competition. It was so cute, that she wanted to tweak his ears and kiss him on the cheek.
Sometimes, it was hard not to cry, when he looked broken. This usually happened when she, or one of their friends was hurt. He always carried the all burden, when all he really had to do was let them help shoulder some of the weight. Kagome wanted to fix him so badly. She wanted to gather all the pieces of his heart, and put them back together with her own heart as the glue. She wanted to touch his face, and tell him that not everything was or is his fault.
Sometimes, when the night was quiet, and all you could hear were the insects, he looked happy. She would pretend like she was asleep, and watch him. He would look at everyone around him, Sango, Miroku, Shippo, Kirara, always saving herself for last, and his face would wash over with a serene expression. She liked it most when he looked like this.
Sometimes, he would look at her out of the corner of his eye, when they were walking across the countryside. He would smile, and when she would look him, he would grin even bigger, and ‘pretend’ that he wasn’t looking at her. He could be so playful at times. They had a ton of little games they would play, and no one else knew what the rules were, or even that it was a game. It was fun to have little inside jokes that were just for them.
Sometimes, he would look at her and take her breath away. The sheer mass of love that she could see for her that shone in his eyes, made her want to kiss him senseless until he couldn’t breath.
Sometimes, Kagome felt like she could look at him all day, and not feel like she wasted a second of her life.