Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure... especially for the well-balanced one. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 211: Clumsy
Kohaku waded upstream. With his yukata kilted up, he looked like a farmer planting rice.
Kagome adjusted her own skirt so it wouldn't trail in the water and moved downstream. Slowly. The very river rocks she was seeking made for uneven footing.
She wanted a good stone—smooth, rounded, and flattish.
"There you are," she murmured. But when she tried to lift her prize, it stuck.
Pulling harder, her feet slipped, and she would have pitched headfirst into a bramble thicket if not for a firm grip that pulled her back against a solid chest.
Sesshoumaru grimly demanded, "Let me."
Original Posting Date: December 1, 2020
Prompt: Bramble, suggested by tea_notcoffee_lady
Words: 100