The Waiting Game

by ancient-relic

At first, his youki was overwhelming. She could feel it on her skin like a lover's touch in the night—dark and sensual. They were inspecting each other, she realized. The initial tingle of their powers brushing gave way to a slow burn that settled deep within her... And so, the game began. drabbles based on a 100 themes challenge.

36. I Know

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36 — I Know

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"Fire is wild and all-consuming," Hiei said, his gaze temporarily diverted to the bright ball of fire in his hand. "and yet somehow, you are making this possible."

Kagome considered his loaded statement for several long minutes. She watched the fire roll in his hand, hot white and concentrated into a form not unlike a small star. She reminisced about her ability to both connect and magnify the Tetsusaiga's abilities, and wondered just how far this synchronicity encompassed.

Undeterred, Kagome decided to test Hiei's theory and stretched her powers out towards him like a languid feline. Her senses reached forward, identifying his youki in her minds eye—it licked outwards like a billowing flame, dancing around his body only to brush against her ki and flow beside it.

Looking deeper still, she followed his youki into himself, brushing along past the soft pulse of the shards and towards the icy core that gleamed beneath his fiery exterior. A cooling sensation answered, calm, sweet and slow.

"How am I doing this?" she wondered aloud.

"An answer I will discover," Hiei promised, his voice guttural. Something in his tone caught her attention, returning the warmth to the pit of her belly.