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"Sesshoumaru?"
The young prince did not even bother to sigh. It had become routine for Miko to interrupt his meditations, especially on particularly quiet days. However, when she was a vivid daydream the only person to blame would be himself, and he had given into the fantasy long ago.
"Hn."
"What do you think the future is like?"
A couple silent moments passed before Sesshoumaru's body fully eased and laid back against the still chilly ground. Only hints of winter remained, leaving way to the bountiful spring he had been so eager for. The sky was bright and the breeze waned weakly, tousling his silver hair. As the sharp, honey eyes adjusted his closest friend took a spot to his right. The comfortable silence stretched as they laid side by side and counted passing clouds.
"So…" she pressed, still focused on the sky. "What do you think will happen in the future?"
"One can only aspire to change the future in their way, not hope to foresee it."
Miko rolled her eyes and Sesshoumaru curled his lip in response, though they never looked at each other.
The little girl, exasperated, seemed determined to get some answer. "Nay, then. What do you want to the future to be like?"
The sun was starting to fall from its highest point and he withheld his dismay. Soon, his lessons would begin again along with extra dojo time and he honestly did not want to consider such burdensome questions. He had little say about the immediate future anyways. "You are part of my mind; you tell me what I aspire for."
She was quiet for a short time before pointing at herself and questioning, "You want me to tell you about it?"
Shrugging, the inu got to his feet, brushed off small bits of debris, and held out a hand for Miko. With a small giggle she followed one step behind as they made their way back to the castle. "Wouldn't that be fun, Sesshoumaru? If I could tell you all about the future…"