Que buena historia. Me encanto! Tenia mucho de no leer algo asi en esta pagina de fanfiction. Gracias

“Sesshoumaru had a lot of time on his hands, and Kagome did not. Each envied the other.

After their fifth meal, Kagome went home with him, where she found his time piled high.“

HOW do you come up with these?! This is like another level of writing skills. I’m in love.

This was very beautiful. It felt and flowed like a song... Taylor Swift could make a song out of it.

The following were lines from this great writing - in a lyric format:

His lonely aimlessness felt like home.
What goes around comes around. Sometimes, more than once.
It had to end some time, but now would be as good as any.
Since it was getting harder to pretend to use each other anymore.

"Go away. I'm sick of you," she'd say.
Knowing it was untrue but wishing it were.
It had to end some time, but now would be as good as any.
Since it was getting harder to pretend to use each other anymore.

So, did we win or did we lose? Both. We did both.
And what do doors remember? How to close.
It had to end some time, but now would be as good as any.
Since it was getting harder to pretend to use each other anymore.

When the sun came up they were right back where they had started.
But that was okay. There were worse places to be.
And they were scared of nothing except something going right.
Since it was getting harder to pretend ...making the most of purgatory.

This is Just so damn poetic that I am crying. Fuck.

great story reminds of how great loving a nihilist can be

I find myself coming back time and time again to read this fanfic... it's so hauntingly beautiful and sad and you are brilliant at capturing everything. Well done.

ugh I love all of your writing soooo much

This is like my life story turned into a fanfic, just minus the immortal time issue. Been too good at what I do (political powerhouse), what men that did stay went away because they destroy themselves by getting too close to my political flame. Now that my power has diminished because of my bad health, men run now because the flame of death is my constant companion. My only true friend or family left is death itself. Did I win or lose? I did both, spectacularly. Great piece of writing.

wow. this was a beautiful one shot

Interesting.

So many great lines, I don't know which is my favorite!

I really love this paring, great fic

Very...twisted. There is so much philosophy. Consciousness, being, existence, love. Such abstract concepts, and you've portrayed them all very well and in a seamlessly thought-provoking manner.

I like it. I really like it!

i loved it

Omg... Reading this was like reading a really long poem. So awesome :)