a/n: I tried, therefore i deserve a metal. Like that comic sans star, because I'm pretty sure I failed this one. But I've lacked a lot of inspiration lately, maybe it's the shitty fandom over on tumblr, or the fact that the series really coming to an end now, but you know, i gotta just plow through the best I can. Enjoy this...short...fluffy...whatever it is?~
Wind
"I am the free wind..."
Sesshomaru was aware that she never said the words out loud, but he was aware that she was glad to have her freedom. From the way she smiled at him, the way she perked up knowing he had come because it was her blood that he smelt, he just knew.
Kagura was the wind, being a wind sorceress and the incarnation of Naraku, it was evident that he put all the demonic energy of some wind creature into her, obviously not needing the power that she then possessed. Which was a shame, since she was quite strong, even rendering his brother incapable of using the wind scar at first. She was strong, and she was gone now, and the only reminder that the demon had that she truly existed was the wind itself.
Sometimes, instead of walking, he would fly. Three years later and he still would leave Jaken behind to take a moment to remember her. The way she had tried to use him, the way she slowly developed feelings for him, all of it. He remembered her smile and the scent of her blood, and it made him smile, just a little though. But there were moments when her wind was stronger, when it was obvious that she was watching him and guiding him to make the right choices and to not be a total fool. Those moments were normally when he came to the village and would walk with his brother occasionally.
The walks they had were not that common, but sometimes it was nice to pretend to not get along, escape, and then meet up to "hang out" as Inuyasha would say. And it was nice, very nice really, and it made Sesshomaru feel at peace knowing that they were both slightly over all the trouble of the past. Sometimes they would fight, and when an insult would start to slip from his lips, the wind would pick up and blow his hair into his face, and Inuyasha would smirk and look around them.
"She doesn't like it when you insult me." He chuckled.
"I don't know what you're talking about," The demon snarled, trying to move his hair back into place, not even noticing that Inuyasha was closer now, his claws racking through his hair to set it back into place, "The wind is such a pain..."
"Kagura, I just kind of figured that she was still around. She keeps stopping you from verbally kicking my ass."
"Fool, she's dead. That bit-" He was cut off once more by the wind blowing back into his face. Sesshomaru looked up and glared, silently wishing her to bug off, "She is more of a pain that you are, Inuyasha. How did you figure out she was still here?"
"Well ever since we've been hanging out, every time you try to insult me the wind has really picked up, even on days there is no wind. I'm not as stupid as you all think I am." Inuyasha crossed his arms, but the smirk on his face grew into a smile. A smile for him.
Sesshomaru blinked, stopped fixing his hair and then glowered, "I don't think you're stupid...I think you're completely dense, brother."
"Well, I'm not dense either. You're more dense than I could ever be," He chuckled, "You can't even figure the simplest things, Sesshomaru. Kind of surprised you haven't slit my throat yet, but then I remember you're a moron."
"What was that, hany-!" The wind blew again and all the demon could hear was the hanyou's laughter and it was then that it hit him, at least a little. The way Inuyasha seemed to be more relaxed around him, the way he genuinely laughed at and with him, and hadn't he fixed his hair? Brushed it out of his face?
"I swear, if you don't figure it all out sooner or later, I'm going to wonder if you're missing something up there." The hanyou tapped his own head and grinned, his ears wiggling with amusement.
"One day, the wind will blow to shut your mouth, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru frowned and walked towards his brother, pushing him along, "Now let's continue our walk so I can leave in peace."
"Meh, whatever you say, but you and I both know you enjoy these more than you let on."
True, brother, very true, but until the wind leaves me alone, there is no chance in hell that I will admit that.
The wind picked up just a little, lifting the hanyou's hair enough to have it fly towards the demon, an invitation to touch it, to kiss it. An opportunity that the demon did not take. The wind wanted to pick back up, to blow into Sesshomaru's face and make him realize all he's missed out on. But for now it backed off, leaving the demon to figure it out himself.