Safe Underground
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Title: Safe Underground
Author: Browneyedmami
Fandom: Inuyasha
Genre: Angst
Characters/Pairings: Kikyo
Summary: The day of Kikyo's death
Notes: Written for
iy_wiltedrose 's 'safe' prompt
I always felt at ease in his arms. Truly, it was one of the few places I felt safe. We didn’t necessarily have the best romantic relationship, but if nothing else, he was a great friend.
But now, as I am dripping of blood, caused by the one I thought I loved and made the mistake to trust, I truly feel like an idiot. No place is safe anymore. I run for as long as I can until I can find him.
Before I know it, I see the familiar red blur. I call out his name, and I shoot with such ease, I know I cannot miss. Sure enough, I mark my target. I could kill him. In fact I probably should, but instead, I leave him bound to the tree, not having the heart to do so. The village is now safe from further harm from him.
And now as I wither away in my last moments of death, bleeding mercilessily, I wonder, was my heart ever truly safe? Would things have been different had I made different choices? I do not know, and do not have time to think.
I tell my sister to bury the jewel along with me so it will not cause further destruction. In the wrong hands, it could lead to havoc, which would be most unwanted.
As my body is burned to ashes, I re-think my previous statement and change my mind. Perhaps the only safe place for me is here; underground.
Author: Browneyedmami
Fandom: Inuyasha
Genre: Angst
Characters/Pairings: Kikyo
Summary: The day of Kikyo's death
Notes: Written for
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I always felt at ease in his arms. Truly, it was one of the few places I felt safe. We didn’t necessarily have the best romantic relationship, but if nothing else, he was a great friend.
But now, as I am dripping of blood, caused by the one I thought I loved and made the mistake to trust, I truly feel like an idiot. No place is safe anymore. I run for as long as I can until I can find him.
Before I know it, I see the familiar red blur. I call out his name, and I shoot with such ease, I know I cannot miss. Sure enough, I mark my target. I could kill him. In fact I probably should, but instead, I leave him bound to the tree, not having the heart to do so. The village is now safe from further harm from him.
And now as I wither away in my last moments of death, bleeding mercilessily, I wonder, was my heart ever truly safe? Would things have been different had I made different choices? I do not know, and do not have time to think.
I tell my sister to bury the jewel along with me so it will not cause further destruction. In the wrong hands, it could lead to havoc, which would be most unwanted.
As my body is burned to ashes, I re-think my previous statement and change my mind. Perhaps the only safe place for me is here; underground.