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InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
18
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16,322
Reviews:
17
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Drabble a Day 36, April 30, 2012, Inuyasha, Naraku
Title: Hopes
Fandom: Inuyasha Pairing/Characters: Inuyasha, Naraku Prompt: Regret Drabble #: 36 Date: April 30, 2012 Word count: 353 Next pairing: Koenma, Yusuke AN: I am tired and sick. *yawns and shudders* I hate this. >< Vyperbites: I enjoy my dear Miroku/Inuyasha pairing. Sess/Inu is still number one with me to but it's nice to write ones that aren't often thought of occasion. Eventually I will write the full story. Working on that actually... *~*~*~* Walking through the halls of his family castle, Inuyasha played with the rings that sat on Mirokus staff. His brother had finally been able to get the staff and other items of his now dead fiancé from Sango after nearly 2 years of trying. It made him smile as he headed for the granite workers work shop, the workers waiting for one of the string of beads and the staff. “Soon, he will have a marker. Very soon,” Inuyasha sighed softly. Once he had dropped off the string of beads and the staff, minus two of the rings, he headed back to his room, sitting down on his bed as he played with the rings. A regret that had bothered him for the last two years crept into his mind, making Inuyasha scowl as his fingers ran over the metal of the rings. “If I only had another chance to kill that son of a bitch and his wind slut, I would enjoy ripping them apart,” he growled, shoving a bit of hair back, eyes flaring in anger. Taking a deep breath, he let his eyes close as he imagined all of the ways he would rip apart the crazed human turned hanyou. Opening his eyes once more, he stood once more and moved to place one ring into an ornate box that held his and his Mirokus bonding bracelets. “I wonder if Naraku is rotting in hell,” he mused as he walked down the hall towards Shippos room. The thought brought out a chuckle, pausing in the hall to gaze out of the window there before shaking his head. “I can only hope he is being pulled apart by Hells creatures every day. Poetic justice for all that he did, for all of the lives that he destroyed so easily,” he sighed. Shaking his head once more, he continued to Shippos room to give him the second ring from Mirokus staff. It was time to forget the stain of Narakus touch and to finally mourn those that they had lost due to the bastard. It was high time to do just that.