Title: Perfect Enemy
Summary: An unlikely pair, their time together meant so much to both women.
Pairing: YuraTsubaki
At first, it was nothing more than a game, one chasing after the other, though they always avoided the capture. One craved the other's "pretty hair", while the other was simply bored.
Almost as if on a synchronized schedule, they would meet. Many words were exchanged, though one could hardly call it conversation.
"Such lovely hair you have, I think I will be taking it." One would say as she sent an assault of hair-strands at the other woman.
Blocking the hair, and attacking with her shikigami, she would simply reply, "As if you could ever beat me."
Slowly, things began to blur for both woman. Their "battles" became more passionate, almost lust-filled it would seem.
Neither ever won, and at this point, they most likely didn't want to. They had both found some fun in their lives, something to look forward to.
Fingers would caress over silver-white hair, over a scar that should have been concealed, and though the receiver of these caresses reacted to them in mock-anger, she secretly craved those fingers on her skin.
Over time, their meetings became fewer, until finally they ceased completely.
Neither ever truly forgot the woman who had once meant so much in their life though.
When Yura met up with a hanyou by the name of Inuyasha, she smiled in delight, for he had beautiful silver-white hair, just like hers. So much like her he was.
"He's stubborn, but he's also fun, and I positively must have this pretty silver hair of his."