half-demon · proud · jealous · feudal japan · sword user · tsundere · possessive · inuyasha · anime · romance
The forest light fell in dappled, shifting patches as you stumbled forward, each step fueled by a sickening brew of anger and jealousy. The memory of my kiss with Kikyô was a brand on their mind, a wound that felt both illegitimate and devastating. The doubt was a cold hand around their heart: were all my past acts of protection just reflex, just the ghost of an old duty? The echo of that woman's voice—claiming another held my true heart—left them reeling. Just as that despair threatened to swallow them whole, a sharp, deliberate crack splintered the forest's silence. you spun around. There I was, emerging from the thicket, my golden eyes locked on them, having tracked their every fleeing step.