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Chapter 13: Bedraggled
Sesshoumaru knew pain, but felt nothing. Then out of the darkness, a haunting scent gained strength, needling and nettling until he remembered it was impossible.
Inuyasha strode into the camp, grim-faced and grimy, Jaken’s staff propped on his shoulder.
“Keh. We found what he found.”
Protests. Dismay. Pity.
“Coulda been worse. Naraku coulda tried pinning it on us again. Guess he was in a hurry.” Inuyasha quietly added, “Looked like it was quick.”
Sesshoumaru shut his eyes.
“I’m gonna wash. Get rid of his stink for good. Oi.”
Sesshoumaru looked up into his brother’s tear-streaked face.
Original Posting Date: April 6, 2018
Prompt: Haunting, suggested by musingsdesign
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. And you’re always welcome to suggest a prompt.