InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sorrowful Love ❯ Sorrowful Love ( Chapter 1 )

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Sorrowful Love
 
I know its short please bear with me I'm working on it, and there will be a second chapter.
 
 
At a castle hidden by the fog, a woman walks into a room and bows her head behind the thin screen.
 
“I have failed, Inuyasha, still lives.”
“So you say Inuyasha still lives, Kikyo?”
 
“Yes Master Naraku,” Kikyo bowed, her forehead barely touching the tatami floor mats and waited, “I will accept my punishment for not completing your orders.”
 
“Punishment Kikyo? No, I will not punish you…this time, come.” Naraku beckoned Kikyo forth with an open hand; she took it and kneeled in front of him. Naraku held out a piece of the sacred jewel.
 
“Take this, a fragment of the sacred jewel and make your body warm for me.” Kikyo reached out and stopped with her hand right in front of his hand, “Naraku are you so sure you can trust me, she who protected the Jewel with her very life, also do not suppose to control me with the very jewel I protected.” Naraku put the jewel fragment in the middle of her chest it glowed an eerie purple.
“Of course not Kikyo, you are mine not by the power of the jewel I just gave you, but by the sorrow you have for losing your only love, who killed you fifty years ago.” He watched Kikyo's eye's tear up, she lowered her head to the ground, and several tears fell, one by one on the ground.
Kikyo whispered, “Sweet merciful gods…Naraku…I love him so much!” Kikyo cried bitterly, “I love him!!! But I can-can't have him…. I'm DEAD…” she sobbed tears now streaming down her face, “I died fif-fifty years ago…Oh! Inuyasha!” Kikyo fell in Naraku's open arms her face hidden in his kimono, crying softly now, snobs racking her whole body every now and then.
“There…there shush, Kikyo, you will love again, even if it is in hell, I promise…” Naraku stroked Kikyo's hair as she stopped crying. `But you can never have Inuyasha, you are no longer his love, you are his sorrow.' They kissed slowly trying to forget their own sorrows, and we shall slide the rice-paper screen closed for now.
 
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