InuYasha

What I wanted to tell InuYasha was that weakness had little to do with lack of physical strength. That at the end, even when my donors weren't just powerless, but helpless, they were still infinitely stronger than I could have ever hoped to be. But I knew that wouldn't make this any easier for InuYasha. I knew there were parts of a person's identity that they would be lost without. "Do you want them to look?" I asked softly. I never wanted people to know I was a donor, but maybe he felt differently. Maybe he felt its absence with ache, where I relished the eyes that didn't bore into my back.