Hey everyone! Back for my 4th story! ^.^ I decided to do a sessrin drabble, cuz hey thats always fun. I love sessrin. Anyway so every chapter is 300 words. Why 300? Well, because everyone seems to do 100 (yay forthright!) And I can't have fun with 100 words. I don't know. Oh and also I'm a non-conformist. Wheee :D So again a big thanks to my awesome beta Tsuki no Talia. She's pretty awesome. But she transferred schools and now I like never see her! D: And her new school has a shitty art department! D: Booooooo. (yes Talia, I had to put that in here) Sooooo I'll shut up now and let you read! Enjoy! ~Annalise
DISCLAIMER: If you recognize it, then Takahashi-sama owns it.
The gun lay on the table, ominous and threatening. He watched his clawed hand slowly drift towards the handle of the firearm. Picking it up, he could tell it was loaded by the weight. There was a brief moment of confusion when he realized he had no idea what he was supposed to do. He felt the need to kill, but also to protect. Looking up, he saw Rin to his right, an old enemy to his left. Now he understood. He would not let his past threaten his wife.
Sesshomaru awoke with a start. Glancing at the clock, he mentally sighed. It was 4:30 in the morning, too late to go back to sleep, but way earlier than he needed to get up. His arms tightened around his sleeping mate, breathing in her scent as he nuzzled her neck. This nightmare kept waking him up, it was getting more frequent. To say the least, he was worried his dream might be an omen.
Hours later, Sesshomaru walked into his office. He had sketches and blueprints pinned to the corkboard, and more in a folder waiting for his approval. He was a very talented senior architect.
The stoic man reached for his ringing phone as he absentmindedly went over some blueprints. He didn't bother looking at the caller id. That was a mistake.
"Romaji Architecture, this is Sesshomaru."
"I was starting to worry you had gotten away this time, Sesshomaru. I promised you I would find you again, did I not?" The dark masculine voice made Sesshomaru growl, his eyes bleeding red.
"Naraku." He spat out.
"I would keep my guard up if I were you, Sesshomaru. I am not the only one who seeks to destroy you." The line disconnected.
This is exactly what Sesshomaru had tried to prevent.
So there is le prologue. Much more to come. It gets better I promise. If you don't review, no soup for you! And no flames, thanksss.