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quirkysmuse) wrote2006-10-05 12:33 am
quirkysmuse) wrote2006-10-05 12:33 am
Entry tags:
Inuyasha, "Regression" Kikyou/Kagome/Inuyasha
As promised, Kagome's take on Kikyou's memory --
Title: Regression
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Paranormal/Supernatural/Introspective/Drama
Word Count: 211
Pairings: Kikyou/Kagome, allusions to Inuyasha/Kagome and Inuyasha/Kikyou
Spoilers: Chapter 475-ish
Regression
The spirit remembers. It always does.
But it can’t let it all rise to the surface. It can’t undo a new weave that has just taken shape – that receives a fresh pattern, a new hue of thread.
But she feels she has to remember. To make her – the second one after her but more like the twentieth or one hundredth after the first.
“Kagome, you can’t forget me.”
And in a deep sleep she’ll slip and slide into her brain, sucking desperately onto her soul.
She dreams. She whispers. She regresses. She feeds her power into her soul-fire. Her once-kisses burn on the second one’s lips anew.
She has to remember.
She has to know why she is here and why she takes the place as lover and warrior in a time not her own.
And when a tear falls down, a gut retches with regret – the child remembers.
“I won’t forget you, Kikyou.”
The priestess before her is within. She is her: as sisters, as lovers, as one, as two. Old. New.
The one before and gone sinks inside. Her heat bubbles to the surface – fueling Kagome, enlightened and renewed.
Together, they share the battles of today and soft arms of tomorrow.
And Kagome has never felt closer to anyone.
Title: Regression
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Paranormal/Supernatural/Introspective/Drama
Word Count: 211
Pairings: Kikyou/Kagome, allusions to Inuyasha/Kagome and Inuyasha/Kikyou
Spoilers: Chapter 475-ish
Regression
The spirit remembers. It always does.
But it can’t let it all rise to the surface. It can’t undo a new weave that has just taken shape – that receives a fresh pattern, a new hue of thread.
But she feels she has to remember. To make her – the second one after her but more like the twentieth or one hundredth after the first.
“Kagome, you can’t forget me.”
And in a deep sleep she’ll slip and slide into her brain, sucking desperately onto her soul.
She dreams. She whispers. She regresses. She feeds her power into her soul-fire. Her once-kisses burn on the second one’s lips anew.
She has to remember.
She has to know why she is here and why she takes the place as lover and warrior in a time not her own.
And when a tear falls down, a gut retches with regret – the child remembers.
“I won’t forget you, Kikyou.”
The priestess before her is within. She is her: as sisters, as lovers, as one, as two. Old. New.
The one before and gone sinks inside. Her heat bubbles to the surface – fueling Kagome, enlightened and renewed.
Together, they share the battles of today and soft arms of tomorrow.
And Kagome has never felt closer to anyone.
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