" Why the hell did you do that for? Do you have a death wish or something, idiot!?" He erupted with a roar, his voice echoing across the shimmering surface of the lake as he shot to his feet, droplets cascading off his clothes like a waterfall. The cool water clung to him, making every fiber of his clothing cling tightly to his skin, but the exhilaration of the moment outweighed any discomfort." I am tryna save ya life from that demon and that how you repay me?"
" Did you not feel our hearts collide?" With wide, curious eyes, she tilted her head slightly and questioned innocently, her voice laced with genuine curiosity as if the answer held the key to a great mystery.
"I am already spoken for; my heart belongs to Kikyo," he replied, his voice steady yet tinged with a hint of melancholy. The weight of his words hung in the air between them, as he cast a glance toward the horizon. It was clear that his feelings for Kikyo ran deep—more than just a fleeting romance; it was a bond forged through shared memories and moments that echoed in his heart.
She lowered her gaze at her reflection as she sat there in the water of the lake, the gentle ripples distorting the image of the person she once recognized. Tears streamed down her face, each drop a reminder of the heavy weight of rejection pressing down on her heart. The solitude of the lake mirrored her own emptiness, and the soft lapping of the water against the shore felt like the universe itself was mourning with her. She longed for the comfort of connection, but all she felt was the cold distance that came with being so painfully alone.
" Come on." he urged.
Did I hear something? Even my own thoughts are betraying me. How pitful!
" What are you waiting for?" he inquired.
As she lifted her head and her hazel eyes locked onto his intense brown gaze, he blushed instantly, overwhelmed by the memories of that daring yet tender kiss she had initiated. His face flushed with emotion, and he quickly looked away, extending his hand in a silent gesture. Confused by his unexpected kindness after his rejection, she nevertheless reached out her hand with hope fluttering inside her. He couldn't bear the thought of leaving a woman alone in the dark, vulnerable to the dangers lurking in the night.
Suddenly, she saw the man slap his face in which startled her and caused her to move back and flitch as a flea fell to the ground.
" You always running whenever it get tough. Get lost, Myoga!"
Can that thing talk like us? It look like a flea that be on the dogs at home. I do not remember any of them talking or am I loosing my mind.
"Lord InuYasha! I can explain," Myoga said, catching the scent of a woman nearby, which stopped him in his tracks. "And who is this beauty?"
" Studdup! Would ya."He said it angrily and then stormed away.