Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the one who remembers. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 18: Woken
Shippo knew it was stupid, knew he might die trying. But he also knew what it was like.
On stealthy fox paws, he went to where they’d put Sesshoumaru. Kohaku’s bedroll was closest to the injured demon, but the older boy had given in to exhaustion.
The kitsune daringly pressed his hand to the moon on Sesshoumaru’s forehead. Cold with sweat. Gasping awake. Thudding heart. Nothing there.
Shippo dipped and wrung, draping the cloth to mask those shattered eyes. And began a half-remembered rhythm of petting and patting to keep the nightmares away. Because he knew what it was like.
Original Posting Date: April 24, 2018
Prompt: Shatter, suggested by Sylv
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.