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AS I'M SURE YOU ALL KNOW, CRAZINESS HAS BEEN GOING DOWN HERE AT FF DOT NET. EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT ONE OF THE MORE POPULAR AUTHORS (I'M FOCUSING MORE ON HP THAN TWILIGHT) DOESN'T MEAN THAT MY STORIES MIGHT GET PULLED AT SOME POINT IN THE FUTURE IF THINGS CONTINUE GOING DOWNHILL. I AM MOW POSTING MY STORIES AS WELL ON TWCS (The Writer's Coffee Shop) JUST AS A PRECAUTION. MY PEN NAME THERE IS deazucar. ON THAT NOTE I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LATENESS OF THIS CHAPTER, MY LIFE HAS BEEN VERY BUSY. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO:
The weeks passed with nothing happening. No sign of Naraku, not even a sign of a low-level demon. Nothing. But that wasn't their only problem. Kikyo was growing weaker. She was so weak and emaciated to the point that she had to make the journey in Inuyasha's arms because she could no longer hold herself upright on her horse. Though Kagome intensely disliked her, she couldn't help but feel pity and sorrow for her once beautiful, proud, rival.
The headaches were back along with the light-headed, nauseous feelings. A wave of despair entered Kikyo's heart. She wished she could pass on to the Netherworld. But it was not to be. Because she was the Undead that fed itself on dead women's souls and was animated by black hatred and anger and reveled in revenge and jealousy, the haven of Netherworld no longer belonged to her. She could not live because she was dead, and she could not die because she was not dead. She was an abomination. A cursed abomination. Yes, she knew she was cursed. Cursed by the once powerful dark Tsubaki, cursed by her ownership of the Jewel, and cursed by the manner in which she died. The longer she stayed in the living world, the more cursed, the more of an abomination she became. This mysterious illness of hers was just another manifestation of her cursed existence.
That was why Naraku had to be defeated. He too was an abomination, a mixture of evil and hate and decaying flesh. He was her destiny. They were fated to descend to Hell. Together. Forever. It was the only way to break the curse that was upon her. The only way to get revenge. However, it was not only them that would descend to Hell. Inuyasha would too. She knew it was unjust of her, but there was no goodness left in her. As such, she wanted Inuyasha. He not only chose her, but she couldn't leave him in the Living World to be able to choose Her after she was gone. Inuyasha belonged to her, and no one else, especially Her, would interfere.
Kikyo's gaze went to Kagome. How she hated Her. She was young, pretty, and kind. She was selfless, friendly, smart. There was so much good in her. She was the complete opposite of Kikyo in every way. When Kikyo was alive, her village loved her. She was not only beautiful, she was the most powerful priestess in the village's history. She cared and provided well for them. Not only that, she was chosen to guard and purify the Sacred Jewel. She was a goddess in the village's eyes. The women admired and envied her, and the children flocked to her. But all of her success came at a price. She was lonely. Yes, she had her younger sister, but she was training her to be a priestess in her own right, and once she learned enough, she would leave their village to find one of her own and become a priestess there. Kikyo had nothing, and a small part of her wanted something for herself to have. Then, she met Inuyasha. A lost and lonely soul just like her. At first his appearance left something to be desired, but the more they spent time together, she saw how he doted upon her, and she was able let down some of that wall that she had around herself. She cared for him. She wanted him as hers. For him, she wanted to look and smell her best, so every few days she would bathe instead of just once every few weeks. During one of those sessions, an idea came to her. She was tired of guarding the jewel. All she wanted was to start the rest of her earthly life with Inuyasha. In order to do that, he could use the Jewel to wish himself human. That way, the Jewel would leave their plane of existence at last while at the same time getting rid of the nasty demon blood that ran through Inuyasha's veins.
Kagome, however, was warm, and kind. She was gentle, and open. She wished ill will of no one except those that deserved it. She was patient and was loved by everyone. She herself, was also powerful. Even if she didn't have the majority of Kikyo's soul residing within her, she would still be one powerful Miko. Why Kaede never noticed the full magnitude of Kagome's gifts eluded Kikyo. There was a reason why Kanna was never able to fully absorb Kagome's large soul, and the reason was: Kagome had two large, pure souls. She had Kikyo's soul, and her very own.
In short, Kagome was everything Kikyo was not.
Inuyasha was starting to remember why he had been close to falling in love with Kagome in the past. She was wearing 'jeans' today, and they seemed to mould themselves to her skin. They accentuated her long, trim legs, and her perfect ass. He couldn't stop staring. He wanted her. He wanted those legs to be wrapped around his waist, his head, over his shoulders.
She was walking ahead of him, and her scent drifted into his sensitive nose. She smelled like heaven; like a field of wildflowers and female musk.
Kikyo's voice broke through his trance.
"What is it Kikyo?"
In her weak, raspy voice, she said,
"You are stronger than the girl, yet you have fallen behind her. Speed up Inuyasha. I would like to cover a good distance for once."
Inuyasha fought to roll his eyes. He had forgotten how Kikyo could be when it came to journeys. While on the journey, she would complain, and become distant and cold because they were not going fast enough. Once they closed in on their intended destination, she would become the sweet, soft woman that she hid inside.
Wanting to make his ill wife happy, he sped up past Kagome and called over his shoulder,
"Hey Kagome, hurry it up!"
With that, he continued on until they reached a sufficient place to set up camp.