Title: Ordinary
Author: Priestess Skye
Rating: G
Genre: General, introspective
Characters: Inuyasha
Word Count: 248
Universe: Canon
Written for issekiwa
The damp and darkness permeated through the walls of the hut they were stationed in, despite the fire to keep them warm. The chill seeped through to his bones, causing an endless chill that kept him awake. Not that Inuyasha planned to sleep. His companions were all curled up in their futons with the exception of Miroku who leaned against the door, one of his ofudas warding off intruders. "It is only one night, Inuyasha; get some rest," Miroku instructed him before closing his eyes.
Staring at his hands, Inuyasha noted the absence of his claws as he studied the blunt fingernails there instead. Squinting, he had to focus. His loss of smell, sight and most basic weapon disturbed him to the core. Tessaiga lay next to him, but on this night it too was almost useless and would serve as no more than a blunt blade in battle, not the great fang it was considered to be.
They were...ordinary.
Frowning, Inuyasha considered this. He wasn't as defenseless as he once was. It wasn't that there wasn't any support. He knew this to be a far cry from the truth. But there was nothing special about him, nothing to set him apart from the others.
Nothing that made him who he was.
He was human.
He glanced at his friends once more, watching them sleep feeling safe and secure. Maybe one day he could give ordinary a chance, and sleep as they do.
But it wouldn't be tonight.
