Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the one who’s struggling. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 8: Delirious
Poison hissed from Sesshoumaru’s scrabbling claws. Grass blackened, dirt bubbled, and the bastard thrashed weakly against the scanty weight of Kagome’s spare blanket.
“Oi, enough!” Inuyasha pinned his wrists. “It’s finished. He’s gone.”
Sesshoumaru squinted up at him, eyes glassy with fever. “Father?” he rasped.
His ears flattened. “Oi,” he repeated, softer. “Get ahold of yourself. It’s only me.”
But his brother choked out words he never woulda said if he was thinking straight. Aww, hell.
“Everybody, back off … gimme space. Sesshoumaru ain’t himself, but I can take care of it.” And to Sesshoumaru, “I’ll take care of it.”
Original Posting Date: March 20, 2018
Prompt: Space, suggested by Craftankerous
Summary: In the aftermath of the Final Battle, the victors lick their wounds and look ahead. However, a misspent wish on the Shikon-no-Tama changes minds, hearts, fates… and colors. SK. Canon Divergence. Begins here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Mood Stripes tag.