Of Demons and Dreams
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Category:
InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,961
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Unconsciousness
Author's Notes: Ok, here is the third piece. Still rather short, but they'll grow as the story progresses. Especially after the two actually meet. (Oh what fun that will be..) I'm still working out a few details... Any input/suggestions/comments are more than welcome... And thanks for the responses I did get! Darthsciphla and The Dragon both get cookies and chocolate. ^^ By the way, I'll be away for a few weeks, hence I'm putting this up early, but I promise at least another will go up when I get back. Maybe more if I get responses. ^_~
Disclaimer: I still own none of the characters. I just kidnapped and bound both of them, stashing them under my bed. *Cackles*
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Unconsciousness
Sephiroth stumbled once more, falling to one knee before pressing himself onwards. He was tired. No, that was an understatement. He was -fucking- tired. And definitely not in a good mood. His head was throbbing, he didn't know where the hell he was and as such didn't feel safe to let himself sleep. When he had been sent, or moved, however he'd come to be in this place, he'd been left with only what he'd had in his final battle. Boots, leather pants and his beloved sword. Even now, he clung to the Masamune as if it were his last link to life. Memories were still slowly being revealed, many things that he would rather just forget again. Trudging through the long grasses, the ex-general stumbled again, this time just letting himself fall. He was too worn and confused to care anymore. Sprawled where he landed, the gently glowing eyes drifted closed as he finally surrendered to the promise of rest, praying that when he woke, he might be free of this nightmare, sleeping in a comfortable bed in a familiar room. Alas, such would not be the case.
Disclaimer: I still own none of the characters. I just kidnapped and bound both of them, stashing them under my bed. *Cackles*
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Unconsciousness
Sephiroth stumbled once more, falling to one knee before pressing himself onwards. He was tired. No, that was an understatement. He was -fucking- tired. And definitely not in a good mood. His head was throbbing, he didn't know where the hell he was and as such didn't feel safe to let himself sleep. When he had been sent, or moved, however he'd come to be in this place, he'd been left with only what he'd had in his final battle. Boots, leather pants and his beloved sword. Even now, he clung to the Masamune as if it were his last link to life. Memories were still slowly being revealed, many things that he would rather just forget again. Trudging through the long grasses, the ex-general stumbled again, this time just letting himself fall. He was too worn and confused to care anymore. Sprawled where he landed, the gently glowing eyes drifted closed as he finally surrendered to the promise of rest, praying that when he woke, he might be free of this nightmare, sleeping in a comfortable bed in a familiar room. Alas, such would not be the case.