Bits and Pices of Inuyasha

Title: Connected

Fandom: Inuyasha

Pairing/Characters: Sesshomaru, Inuyasha

Prompt: Beads

Drabble #: 21

Date: April 15, 2012

Word count: 199

Next pairing: Schuldig, Farfarello

AN:  I have decided to write three or four drabbles (one every day of course) and then post every few days. This is one of those.

Vyperbites: Drabbles that they are...they are in a way connected to a longer story that I'm working on. :D Glad you're enjoying.

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Walking down the hall to Inuyashas room, Sesshomaru paused just inside of the door as he watched his younger brother put away the prayer beads of his long gone fiancé.

 

“Inuyasha,” Sesshomaru called, drawing gold eyes towards him, Inuyasha ppushing a silver lock back into its place.

 

“Sesshomaru-san, I thought you would be with Youko-san,” Inuyasha greeted, closing the box that held the prayer beads and bonding bracelets of his past. Sesshomaru just walked over and smoothed a hand over his brothers hair, smiling gently at him.

 

“Not on this day, Inuyasha. It has been nearly 50 years since you lost Miroku-san and I have always been here during that anniversary,” Seeshomaru soothed, getting a sweet smile from the younger inu. “Tell me about your date with Michah.”

 

“It was a date. Nothing spectacular. I think I had more fun with that one general at the last meeting ball,” Inuyasha snorted as he swept his hair into a bun. “Why is it these guys all think I’m an idiot? Because I’m not, especially after you got don with me.”

 

“Because they don’t always see you as my brother and heir. Now, gather your things and we’ll start our date.”

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Title: Impressions

Fandom: Inuyasha

Pairing/Characters: Naraku, Shippo

Prompt: Impressions

Drabble #: 24

Date: April 17, 2012

Word count:

Next pairing: Brad/Aya for laurose

AN:  I have decided to write three or four drabbles (one every day of course) and then post every few days. This is one of those.

 

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He could still hear the almost insane laughter of the hanyou that had nearly destroyed them all in his dreams. Shippo could still smell the miasma that had surrounded Naraku like a wet blanket, smothering everything around them with its stench. He still gagged from that particular sensory memory, even after so many years.

 

Shaking his head, Shippo smoothed his hair back into a low ponytail and gazed at his reflection in his mirror, eyes dark with his thoughts.

 

He had never truly thought that Naraku had left such an impression on his mind, but he supposed he needed to really rethink that possibility.

 

Looking to the ring that had once sat on Mirokus staff, he had to smile sadly at it as he remembered the man who had made such an impression on him. Reaching out, he played with it gently as he felt the old anger at Naraku well up in his heart before dying again.

 

“Naraku is dead, the past is the past and I need to focus on the present and the future,” Shippo stated, a familiar chuckle sounding behind him.

 

“No truer words have been spoken, Shippo-kun. Come on, Sesshomaru-san is waiting for us,” Inuyasha said, reaching out to fix a wrinkle on the foxes kimono. Smiling, Shippo nodded happily and followed after his caretaker and friend, leaving behind the impression that Naraku had made on him all those years ago.