Title: Staged.
Author: Sango Shadowphoenix
Genre: Romance
Word count: 194
Rated 'E' for Everyone
Canon. + living to modern times
Prompt: Ebony_silks, Week 80: Star(s) – drabble
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Summary: Sesshoumaru isn't the creature of darkness most believe him to be.
*~ S t a g e d ~*
"It's beautiful, Sesshoumaru," Kagome breathed, her head remaining upturned as her body twirled, taking in the sight. Her skirt wavered, her feet light.
"It's got such a different feel from a planetarium. It's so… so…. I can't even describe it." She finished her observations and turned a brilliant smile to the large shadow she knew to be Sesshoumaru, laying in his huge dog form, blocking the cave entrance and any outside light.
He didn't answer her --- he couldn't, in this form --- just continued to watch her from above, sight and memories clear even in this darkness.
"You wouldn't like it in my time, Sesshoumaru," said Kagome, leaning back against the grassy hill they were resting on. "You'd miss the wilderness. You'd miss the stars."
"This Sesshoumaru would not be denied such basics of life."
And her answering laughter was so bright he forgot about the stars and the wilderness.
She plopped down against his warm side. She watched the show. He watched her.
And in the decently large cave he'd brought her to, in an unknown place in modern Japan, the hundreds of fireflies he'd released danced all over their ink black stage.