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Caught Astray

Chapter Two: Moments

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The Western Lord was tempted to ignore the insistent nagging of his sword and turn away. After all – the miko was no problem of his. She was loud, obnoxious, and she travelled with his half-brother of all people which spoke for itself.

Temptation turned into action and he walked away however Rin's mournful wail was hard to ignore. Turning back to the duo Rin was staring directly at him, her chestnut hues watery, puffy, and the most pathetic thing he had seen in a century. Bottom lip jutting outward she spoke softly, "Please, Sesshoumaru-sama? Save her?"

And how could he resist that?

Making an about face was more difficult than he had imagined – bringing her back he would ultimately feel responsible for the woman-child. It would be by his doing that she would breathe again.

Unsheathing Tenseiga Sesshoumaru narrowed golden eyes at the troublesome bloodied form and cut away the minions of the damned.

A moment passed.

Then two.

Her chest heaved and the process began.

Congealing blood returned to her body and wounds slowly vanished.

Another moment and she sat up, looking about in confusion. Cerulean gaze turned toward him; she looked tentative when she asked, "Who are you?"

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'Gome Yuki:: I like this drabble stuff. It's rocking my socks :3 Lemme know what juu think, yus?