Fated Drabbles by LadySafire

Chapter 1

I don't own Inuyasha, if I had I would have so paired Kagome up with his sexier brother Sesshomaru.

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HARRY POTTER

 Kagome looked around furtively before reaching out and picking up the wand that lay so tantalizingly before her. She had always wanted to be Harry Potter for a bit.

 Waving it about, she would point it at different objects in the room. “Poof, Inuyasha ! You’re a frog! ”

  Dancing around the room she continued to point and whisper what the “supposed” results wear from her “magick” wand.

 A small grin crossed her face as she waved it again. “Poof, Sesshomaru, you want to kiss me!”

 “I do.” She was spun around and  he drank deeply from her soft lips.

MYTHOLOGY

 She wandered through the library of the college set on one purpose. She had to know what had happened to her friends in the past. Looking at the numbers she had written on the paper she tried to match them to the books before her.

 It felt odd to be looking for her companions in the Mythology section and odder yet that she alone knew about the people themselves.

 She began running her fingertips over the book spines when suddenly a shadow fell over her. Sesshomaru’s deep baritone filled her whispered around her.

 “If you are looking for myths, Miko, look no further. I am a living one.”

Euphonious

  Sesshomaru didn’t let on but he loved the sound of the miko’s voice. It had a euphonious quality that made him want to close his eyes and purr in delight all the while nibbling at her toes.

 He growled suddenly when his secret little fantasy was interrupted by his vile half brother. The boy had a way of pouring cold water on his most prurient of fantasies. An evil plot began to form in his mind. Maybe he could woo Kagome away and make the fantasy real.

Skein

 Her pale finger pulled lightly at the tangle skein that was the life of the Demon Lord, InuTashio. Slowly she untangled it pulling it taut and gazed at the lifeline before her. He had lived an interesting life so far, produced two sons who were to have an impact on the world. Picking up her golden scissors, she gave a quick glance to her sister Fates. They all nodded in accord as she slipped the sharp edges against the read of his life and quickly snipped it.

 Kagome sighed and picked up another. This time his oldest son.

 LOGGIA

 The three fates, Sango, Ayame and Kagome all stood above him on the loggia. He had come to demand why his father’s string of fate had been cut only to find them slowly unraveling his. A growl left his lips and he prepared to leap above to put an end to their own destinies.

 Kagome’s soft contralto stopped him though. “I would be careful, Lord Sesshomaru. Sometimes a string can be cut accidently.”

 He looked closely and could see she held her mystical scissors to his own thread.

 He had to back down as the woman before him literally held his life in her hands.

Gregarious

  He had never been a gregarious soul, he liked the silence and when he did speak he chose his words carefully. Looking at the sharp blades that rested against his fate he would have to very cautios with his next words.

 “Why did you sever my father’s thread?” he coldly asked.

  Kagome looked at him sadly. “It was his time, Lord Sesshomaru. Even beings as long lived as yourself must sometime come to the end.”

 “What about me?” he asked arrogantly, looking down at the slightly tangled mass before the three.

  “It depends on your decision in the next few moments.” She said cryptically.

Plethora

 He watched warily as the Fate named Kagome handed off the string to her sister and made her way towards him. A plethora questions flooded his mind and wanted to break free, but he held his tongue.

 The dark haired woman came closer to him, her eyes roving over his body with a hunger that fascinated him and yet filled him with a certain dread. He stiffened as she ran a cool hand over his shoulder. With a strength that surprised him she drew him down and whispered. “We have chosen you to father our children.”

Eloquence

 Sesshomaru stared down at the amorous Fate in thinly disguised horror. They wanted him to do what?

 Kagome let out a small chuckle at his discomfiture and without warning unbuckled his armor. Her eyes spoke to him with a sensual eloquence as she slowly slipped her hand inside his haori.

 As she slid her fingers across his skin he could feel his body stirring to life.

 “We don’t expect you to take us all on at once.” She whispered, brushing her lips against his throat.

 Rubber

  Kagome felt herself shoved away and bounced off the wall like the rubber balls she foresaw in the future.

 Pulling herself stiffly from the stone, she looked the angry male in the eye.

 “I will do no such thing!” he spat angrily. As he reached for his armor her voice stopped him. “Oh I think you will. A child created from one of us would be one of the most powerful beings on earth. Do you not want a child that could rival even you in strength, Sesshomaru?”

 He thought about her words a moment. She was right, a child of their mix could possibly be stronger than him.

 He gave a nod of his head. “I agree but with one condition. You will be the one to birth our heir.”

Adamant

 She couldn’t convince him to help all the sister to procure children off him. He was adamant that it only be her that would carry the seed that sprouted within her belly. Well, it was fine really as all three had seen the different possibilities their question would generate.

 And really, he was quite comely even if his personality was a bit cold. Kagome smiled softly at him.

 “We agree to your terms.” She told him.

 “When will we try for a child?” He asked , curious.

 Kagome smiled at him with calculation. “Tonight our child will be conceived. We have seen it.”

 BEGINNINGS

  Sesshomaru watched his son wander through the garden with his mother and thought about their strange beginnings. The prophecy has been right, his son was very strong and would someday outdo himself. He had inherited his mother’s gift for prophecy though, a hard gift to live with but his child would persevere.

 Kagome glanced back his way and sent a sultry smile back towards him. He sent a knowing smirk back to her, almost grinning when he saw her blush.

 It was something they hadn’t counted on, a deep emotional attachment between them. She called it “love” he wasn’t sure what it was. But it was there, abiding and welcome.

 He made his way out to his family.

Strange or not, it was his.

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My Drabbles, Hope you enjoy and please review! also had a great time ladies!