Kagome couldn’t believe it. Five years. Five years of endless searching and battles all compiled into one physical mass. The whole jewel. She couldn’t help but feel giddy as she watched the sphere pass around her friends. Each of them had sacrificed so much; they deserved physically feeling the end of their journey.

Sango passed the Shikon Jewel to ( Read more... )

The taiyoukai growled slightly under his breath. He should not be stooping to such a low, and for a mortal no-less. This is precisely why he normally brought Jaken with him for anything. The little imp was an annoyance at least, but he was loyal and always willing to get his hands dirty. This was especially the reason he nearly always brought him ( Read more... )

 Miroku smiled contently to himself. “Ah, what a feeling!”

Sango giggled from beside him. “Yes it really was wonderful, wasn’t it?”

“Splendid,” Miroku agreed. “It warms you up inside. Deep down.”

Sango nodded excited. “I know! I can’t believe how deep it warmed me!”

“Mmmmm…” The young monk sighed to himself. “That burning, you could just feel it.”

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Kagome sat amongst a patch of balloon flowers called Kikyo. The flowers with the same name as the woman who kept Inuyasha’s thoughts occupied. The woman who often kept his thoughts away from Kagome.

Kikyo.

Kikyo.

She couldn’t quite say the name without it sounding strange to her ears. It was like saying the correct name for any private part of the ( Read more... )

Last night I felt your touch upon my cheek. I sat up in my bed and searched for your eyes but only found shadows in your place. My hand traveled to rest where your fingertips brushed my skin. I shivered at the thought. It felt so real. I don’t know if I dream of your presence and affections or if you are real. Some times it feels like you are real ( Read more... )