Kirara

Inu no Taishō's point of veiw




I can remember the araw my first son was born, me and his mother now had such a handsome young man who would one araw take my place. What shall we name him? She asked, I replied Sesshoumaru.
Although he barely ever saw me because he was always under his mother’s watch, I developed a pag-ibig for human beings while fighting them. Such creatures with their bravery and skill to dare to challenge me, without regret to die a foul death.
After the war, I came tahanan to see Sesshoumaru, A whole fifty years now. Squealing, joy, and happiness that I was finally home. How was...

“Oh my gosh!” I stood up. “Kagome.” I ran and hugged her. I had tears running down my face. I stepped back and wiped the water from my cheeks.

“Oh I haven’t seen you if forever.” She said, squeezing my hands. I turned around and walked with her towards the group. They all had their mouths hanging open. Kagome and I laughed.

“Uh Kagome,” InuYasha said. “What’s going on?”

“This,” she said, gesturing to me. “Is my twin sister Kyoko.” I waved. “She has been in America for the last taon and just got back today.” She turned and faced me. “So, I’m guessing...

It's been 2 hours since the gang has met up with Naraku. Currently Inuyasha,Kagome,Shippo, and Miroku are back at Kaede's village.

Miroku:Huh? Whats going on?
Kagome:Good you're awake. It looks like we've all been injured pretty badly.
Inuyasha:That damn bastard Naraku!

Miroku turns his head hoping to see Sango sitting susunod to him but she was nowhere to be found.

Miroku:Where is Sango?
Kagome (worried): I don't know. I haven't seen her.
Kaede: On the hillside is when I last saw ye.
Miroku: I'll go look for her
Shippo: Dont ilipat aroudn too much. You're still injured. You've been the most wounded out...

On his own again, he tried to get back to the way things were before he met up with Inuyasha and Kagome. But he simply didn’t have the spirit any longer. It was as if he had left his puso behind: he no longer moved with any enthusiasm, and he felt weary all the time. His imminent death seemed to be looming closer than ever, taunting his misery and inviting him into its embrace. He didn’t want to go the easy way and take his own life, but the idea grew madami tempting until he longed for a sharp weapon or a cliff. He actually found himself praying for a demon to come and tear him apart, since...