A/N: Hello, people!
A tired and cranky miko/hebi trudged her way back to Totosai's home, clutching the body of a deceased raimei youkai that she had to hunt down. The being had apparently been causing the swordsmith trouble as of late, but the old codger hadn't thought to go deal with him on his own!
Kagome of course took his liver and cooked it for lunch, not sharing with Kei since the neko had decided that sleep was more important than friendship. It was a petty sort of revenge but rarely did Kagome give in to her instincts, so it was fun.
Totosai was holding a longbow. For a moment, she had marveled at how he'd noticed which type of bow would fit her best. Then again, he was used to outfitting people with weaponry on a near constant basis so it wasn't all too shocking.
"The entire bow is a weapon. The tips have been sharpened expertly and can be used like a naginata. Best to learn how to use one. The grip is specifically designed for your hand. Should any other attempt to wield your weapon they will find themselves without a limb and their bodies being slowly eaten away by your acidic venom."
Kagome shivered slightly as he went on to explain the metal used, which was silver, how well it conducted youki and reiki alike, and how her youki was still growing and the power of the bow would only grow with her.
"Finally, you don't need arrows! Focus your youki into the bow!"
She did so carefully, watching as a thin line of red youki connected both tips, much like a string would.
"Pull on the center and it will form an arrow for you!"
As he said, an arrow made of pure youki appeared and she turned swiftly, taking aim and firing. The youki arrow zipped through the air and felled a bird flying overhead.
Smiling, Kagome turned to the smith and bowed in gratitude. "Thank you, Totosai-san!"
"Anything… for the Shikon no Miko."
A/N: Another is done!