Koga's Love Story

How? Why? How?

Ami

How? How could they do this to me? I thought that they all loved me. They all said that they never wanted me to leave. So how, how could they just throw me away to some stinky wolf? That's not how you're supposed to show someone you love them. They couldn't force my hand, it wasn't fair.

I banged my fist into the sacred tree one last time, then I sunk down and curled into a ball at the trunk. I let the tears run down my face as I thought of something, anything, to calm myself down before the demon within me came out and took over my body.

This tree, this tree is where my father sat under a spell for fifty years. The spell that bound him to this tree in a death-like slumber was cast by the priestess Kikiyo, the woman of whom my mother is the reincarnation. See, my father knew Kikiyo, and actually, he loved her. Kikiyo was the first woman my father ever loved. They planned on using the sacred jewel of four souls to make my father human, so that the young couple could live and die together in happiness. But it just wasn't meant to be. An evil demon named Naraku came and tore the two love birds apart, and turned them against one another. My father believed that Kikiyo betrayed him by shooting at him and calling him a half-breed. Kikiyo believed that Inuyasha betrayed her by tricking her into coming out early, mortally wounding her and walking away with the sacred jewel. In the end, my father took the jewel from the shrine in the very village he lived in now, and tried to make off with it. But Kikiyo stopped him by binding him to this sacred tree with a sacred arrow.

It was such a sad, tragic love story, and one that still hurt my father to think about to this day. He said to me once that this story was the reason he didn't let me leave the village. He didn't want me to get hurt, or to be used against someone that I loved. I sighed and then stood up.

“Ami, please, let me explain.” Koga was standing behind me. I gasped, not having heard him, and spun around. There was a worried look on his face. Again, just like the first time I'd seen him, my breath shortened, like my lungs had just shrunk. I felt heat rising to my face, but I fought it.

“Explain what?” I said quietly. Koga was standing about five feet away from me at first, but in a flash, he was sitting down next to me at the base of the tree. He was right next to me, his arm pressing against my leg. I couldn't stop the blush from coming anymore, and Koga was staring straight into my eyes. I fell down beside him, his eyes still locked on mine. If I had thought he was handsome before, I thought he looked like a god now. His eyes were a beautiful shade of blue, like the cloudless sky in summertime. His long black hair fell softly into his eyes, and although he looked very serious, I still couldn't help but think that there was a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

“Your parents aren't forcing you to marry me, they're giving you the option. I haven't even seen them in almost 20 years and I know that you mean to world to them. They wouldn't force you to do anything you didn't want to.”

“So why were they talking to you about marrying me?” None of the boys my age in the village had ever really taken any interest in me. But whether it was because I was part demon, or because my father acted like he would cut their heads off if they ever came on to me, I didn't know. But the end result was the same. No one had ever looked at, talked to, or even thought about me in a romantic way.

Koga flashed me a grin. “Because I asked them for your hand. I want to marry you.” I felt my eyes widen, and I swear my heart stopped beating. He wanted to marry me? Was he joking, or was he being serious?

“Well kid, do I get an answer, or are you going to stare at me all night?” I blushed and opened my mouth to speak. Then I realized that I couldn't speak, so I just nodded. He smirked and I thought that he was going to tell me it was all a joke, when he took me by the hand and kissed it.

“You have no idea how much that means to me.” He whispered softly into my ear. “Thank you for accepting my proposal.” I nodded my head again and he chuckled. “Not much of a talker are you?” This time I shook my head and said 'no' very softly. He full out laughed, the sound filling the enclosed space formed by the trees. “That'll come in handy. A good wife never speaks unless spoken to.” I glared at him and he just kept on smiling.

We sat in silence for a while, then I asked Koga about the western wolf tribe, which I guess I would now be the queen of.

“The western wolf tribe is the most powerful, located in a patch of mountains. Think of us like the headquarters of all the packs in the area. My ex-wife and I were the rulers of the land, but she died a few months ago. She got really sick. Now I need a new wife to help me rule. That'll be you when we leave.”

Leave? Oh yeah! If I marry Koga, that'll mean I get to leave the village! FINALLY!!!!!!