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Author's note: My little home for my drabble collection, some written for prompts and challenges, others written on a whim. No specific pairing; just a mess of fluff and angst, as well as a touch of attempted (but miserably failed) humor!
Blindsided
A massive cloud of dust and debris exploded about the area and two legs fought hard to regain what precious balance they could grasp. Crimson and white blurred together as the hanyou slid across the soil, unable to prevent himself from pummeling into the startled monk behind him. The sheer force of the impact gave away a sickening thud and the two tangled into a mess of limbs, hair and prayer beads on the ground.
Miroku groaned, having sustained the brunt of the damage. His fingers clenched around the dusty soil around him as he felt sharp pain seethe through his every bone and muscle. While the hanyou was quickly back up on his feet and battling youkai once more, the monk found it much harder to salvage his composure and strength. He rolled over on his back, eyes widening when he detected a second youkai advancing on him with remarkable speed. His fingers searched desperately for his staff and scarcely managed to swing it about to slam it horizontally into the gaping jaws of his assailant, narrowly blocking the attack.
"HIRAIKOTSU!"
The familiar boomerang passed over the monk and sliced through the youkai. A blanket of dirt and youkai blood covered him, and Miroku spluttered helplessly. Hiraikotsu circled over him once more, heading back in the direction it had originated from and Sango soon appeared by his side, her fingers secured tightly around the boomerang's leather binding. "Are you all right, houshi-sama?"
"Mm," Miroku nodded grimly and winced as he sat up. He dug the end of his staff into the ground and pulled himself to his feet with Sango's help.
A second dust cloud erupted suddenly about the area as Tessaiga clashed straight into the earth, missing its target by mere inches. Inuyasha cursed loudly and swung the large blade around, hoping to catch enough momentum to strike the bird youkai. It proved futile once more and Tessaiga gave another shrill cry of metal against stone when it struck solid rock. A low snarl erupted from the hanyou. "Oi, bouzu! Get to work, will you!?"
Miroku released a heavy sigh and cringed when another wave of pain assaulted his senses. "Houshi?" Sango's gentle voice carried through the loud pounding in his head. Focus… The monk blinked several times as vertigo hit him and his legs caved away from under him.
An "Oof!" emitted from the taijiya when Miroku came crashing down on her, the weight of his limp body forcing her into an awkward seating position on the ground. Her left arm slid around his back to cradle him, facing him upwards, while her right hand worked its way around his neck to support his head. "Houshi-sama!" Brown eyes clouded over with fear and pure instinct kicked in as she began scanning his body for injuries.
End note: Written July 2008. Started it, never finished it and molded it into a drabble. 468 words.