Secrets of the Inugami by mandy

Meeting

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Author's note: Please enjoy this tiny drabble inspired by the "secret" challenge. I'm posting it now because my computer is about to be worked on, and I don't want to lose it. I may comb back through it and edit it some, but most likely I wont. Happy reading!

Meeting

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Do you want to know a secret?

Then pay attention.

In the shifting of eyes, the pressing of bodies, and the curling of fingers, much can be found. A body’s movement conveys copious information. But truly, if you wish to know a secret, note the negative space. Pay heed to the unspoken, the hesitant, and the shadows. Shadows always know. In darkness nothing is hidden, and yet all it unseen, like a paradox. 

 -Kagome

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Fluttering her lashes, she cleared her vision and focused through the fog, gazing persistently into the darkness.

He was close. The darkness beside her shifted, circled, sniffed, and then relaxed. It also knew what was happening next.

Her heart pounded sporadic, though outwardly she remained calm. After years of being in the feudal era, she had been desensitized to most things. Death, dying, and disease had all become things that startled her very little. But this. This meeting was painful every time. It was regular enough, but nothing could prepare her for the mental Olympics, the arduous psychological warfare she was about to partake in.

“Miko.”                                            

Immediately, her eyes found the ground, both unwilling to look at him, at his teal demonically slit pupils, and watching for his shoes. Staring too long into his eyes unnerved her. It was a reminder of what was to come, what would be. She’d informed him of her feelings during one of their sessions, in hopes that he would step further into the light and give her something else to gaze at. He’d claimed it a weakness and further flared his aura, but the next meeting his leather incased feet had been visible.

“Sesshomaru-sama.”

Her hands clenched in her miko sleeves as a cold chill swept down her back, slobbering over her neck, before settling just enough to make it difficult to breath, waiting for its chance.

“The beast.”

“Is present, I assure you.”

The pressure increased around her, causing her head to ache. He was trying to force her to awaken it.

“This Sesshomaru has little time to pander to your whims miko.”

Her teeth clenched, and a rippling soreness tore through her. He was succeeding. The beast attached to her was old, powerful, and greater than his own. It wouldn’t stand to be forced into submission.

“As per usual then Sesshomaru-sama.” She growled.

And just like that, it was there, awake, vivid, and alive in her mind, a second consciousness- the beast of the great Inu no taisho. Her greatest secret.

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