Mood Stripes 017: Drenched

Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the withdrawn one. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.

Chapter 17: Drenched

“We cannot submerge you until the wounds close.” The monk kept his eyes lowered. “Say something if we make you … uncomfortable.”

Kohaku poured water, and Sesshoumaru withdrew into himself, ignoring their hands, enduring their intrusion, failing to care. But a scent interrupted his bleak exhaustion, gradually forcing him into focus. A strange foam glided over his skin. “Explain.”

“Kagome calls it shampoo.”

When had Inuyasha left the spring?

“Took forever for her to find one that doesn’t make me sneeze.”

Sesshoumaru passed from one misery to the next. No longer reeking of Naraku, he smelled like his brother instead.

Original Posting Date: April 20, 2018
Prompt: Smell, suggested by Pili
Words: 100

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.


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