By Icka! M. Chif

I hate my eyes.

It's not that there's anything wrong with them, I can see perfectly fine.

Nor are they any strange or unusual colour. From what I have seen in the reflections of still water, they're perfectly normal looking eyes for a youkai.

Except for one thing.

They show too much emotion for a true youkai. They're too human.

They're incomplete.

If one's eyes are a window to their soul, then what is mine?

I am human.

I am youkai.

Too human to be youkai.

Too youkai to be human.

I am both.

And yet I am neither.

I have killed youkai in the past, that is true. And will probably do again in the future.

That is the law of the youkai, Kill or be killed.

Only the strong survive.

But I have never killed a human before.

To do so would mean to become not a youkai in their eyes, but my own.

And I'm not sure if that's something I'm ready to become.

No matter what I am thought of by others.

Half breed.



I'm always searching, but never finding.

Each day, a new form of pain.

Maybe here, with Kagome... and Shippou, Miruko, Kaede-baba and the rest of them...

I've found what I've been searching for.

A place to belong.

But how long will that last?

The Shikon no Tama can't stay shattered forever.

It's too dangerous.

But what then?

What do I do when the shard is complete?

Do I forsake one heritage to embrace the other?

Do truly I become completely...