Craft

Behind closed eyes, Fuiasu called the vision back to her. It was not hard to think of it again, not like it used to be. "There will come a time when Kagome is separated from us. I do not know when, or why, or how," she said quickly, knowing her mate would ask. "All I know is that she is with the Healer, Atsuki, and neither you, I nor Sesshoumaru was in sight."

Toga growled and tightened his arms around his mate. "He is not good enough for her. I refuse to allow such a mating!"

Fuiasu laughed and poked her mate in the side. "It was not a mating I saw, love. They were protecting each other in battle."

"Why did she not have guards with her?" he demanded hotly, wondering if he would have to maim some guards in the future.

The Lady shrugged. "As I said, I do not know. But she was carrying a youkai sword, and she was very skilled with it. The Hare was adequate as well." She stopped for a moment and then leaned back to look at him. "I know we agreed that Kagome should wait a few more years to begin sword training but if what I saw is true and will come to pass, the sooner she begins, the better."

"Agreed," he mused, tapping his fingers absently against her thighs. "But she cannot even pick a regular sword up, let alone a demon one. And despite her odd lack of humanity and youkai, we do not quite know what she is, if she will even be able to wield a demon weapon."

"I saw it," she said firmly, thinking again of the elegant sword her surrogate daughter had held. "I think this is another matter where you must go to Totusai. He will be able to craft something for her, I am sure."

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