Wake not the shadows, but what stirs within

Remember that Youko/Kagome fic I mentioned earlier? Well hot damn, I’ve got quite the wind of inspiration fanning my writing flame. I’ve got a title in mind, Thievery by Other Means. How does that sound? I’m pretty sure I’ll stick to it, unless I alter the story line or find something better. Well, what am I doing here? I’m off to go write me  a fic!

Sneak Peek!

The summer sky had faded from its fiery reds and deep oranges to a deep and quiet blue speckled with stars, and Sesshoumaru, seated amongst the roots of an old, wizened peach tree, perched over a riverbank, had failed to notice the passage of time. It was the soft murmur of grass beneath dainty footsteps that broke the Taiyoukai out of his reverie.

Someone was slowly approaching the riverbank opposite. A delicate sniff brought him the scent of sunshine, sakura, and morning dew—the scent of a crisp spring morning. Kagome. 

So, this initially started off as an assignment for my AP Literature & Composition class. It was supposed to demonstrate plot, character development, etc. Unfortunately for me, I never finished it, nor did I turn it in. Out of sheer boredom, I decided to turn it into a slightly angsty, somewhat waffly one-shot. Sorry everyone, no hentai here. I may develop the story more later, I’ll know by the reaction I get from my readers.

In a flash, Sesshoumaru stood stooped above her, clawed hand wrapped around her slender neck. He couldn’t understand. He, the emotionless Taiyoukai of the West, never showed any sign of weakness. But here he was, letting his aura wreak havoc in the physical plane, all for the observation of one very observational miko.

“You will speak of this to no one,” he growled quietly, staring into her eyes. She was calm, her face belied no emotion and her pulse had not quickened beneath his claws. Her eyes were hard as they stared back, flashing indignantly. He felt the surge of miko power from within her body and released her throat.

I think that’s enough of a sneak peek for all of you. This fic is still, as of yet, untitled. As soon as I’ve figured out a title and done some tweaking, I’ll post it up on mediaminer.org. ‘Til then, Jaa.