A/N: Sorry that I haven't updated Synthetic Emotions in a while. I am working on it, and hopefully I'll be able to post soon. Anyway, here are a few more shorts I came up with in the interim.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
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Gambit
Broken and forgotten, Kagura lay bleeding in the dust. She could hear the chaotic music of the fighting as Naraku withstood each assault. No matter how much damage he took, he simply reformed. Nothing could win through his maze of limbs.
The wind youkai hauled herself upright. She could feel her strength ebbing, and a suggestive numbness was slowly creeping in. Perhaps she was dying. She didn't know. With a flick of her wrist she opened her fan.
If she must die, she would die free.
"Fuujin no Mai."
Her wind blades flew straight at his spider-scarred back.
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Storytime
"Once upon a time there was a fierce hanyou named Inuyasha, who was the son of a powerful youkai and a beautiful human woman," Kagome told the child in her lap. "Inuyasha fell in love with a shrine maiden who protected the Shikon no Tama..."
"Great-grandpa told me about the Shikon no Tama!" the little girl chirped happily.
"Do you want me to tell you this story or not?" Kagome scolded.
"But Mama, I asked you to tell me a story about Papa."
Kagome gave her daughter's canine ear a quick tweak. "Another time, perhaps."
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In The Blood
Father always said blood would tell, when I would complain about the hanyou.
I remember him clearly as he told me that no scion of our line would ever disgrace themselves in the end. He assured me that our noble heritage would always throw true. And he presented me with Tenseiga.
The hanyou's woman knelt crying beside his still shape. Her denials did nothing to change the truth. To the best of my knowledge, I am the only creature with the power to turn back death.
Blood would tell. To think, all these years I thought he spoke of Inuyasha.
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Like Father, Like Son
"There are very few advantages to being dead. Oh, of course a virtuous monk like myself could have chose to move on to a higher incarnation, or perhaps even could have achieved Nirvana, but like a dutiful father I chose to remain behind to watch over my son as he continues the quest to rid our line of Naraku's curse. Children need looking after, you know," a serene, priestly ghost explained.
Another ghost, a noble woman who kept an eye on Inuyasha, crossed her arms over her chest. "Houshi-sama, that does not explain why you were watching those girl bathe."
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A/N: I tried spacing the stories out a little more to see if that made the length a little less jarring. I realize it's a very artificial separation, but it might help a little. If it continues to be a problem, I might go back and repost each story as its own chapter.
I've found that a couple of these--particularly Storytime, but also In The Blood--left some readers confused. If you want clarification on either or them, or any of my other stories for that matter, feel free to tell me in a review or email.
Until next time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
*~**~*
Gambit
Broken and forgotten, Kagura lay bleeding in the dust. She could hear the chaotic music of the fighting as Naraku withstood each assault. No matter how much damage he took, he simply reformed. Nothing could win through his maze of limbs.
The wind youkai hauled herself upright. She could feel her strength ebbing, and a suggestive numbness was slowly creeping in. Perhaps she was dying. She didn't know. With a flick of her wrist she opened her fan.
If she must die, she would die free.
"Fuujin no Mai."
Her wind blades flew straight at his spider-scarred back.
*~**~*
Storytime
"Once upon a time there was a fierce hanyou named Inuyasha, who was the son of a powerful youkai and a beautiful human woman," Kagome told the child in her lap. "Inuyasha fell in love with a shrine maiden who protected the Shikon no Tama..."
"Great-grandpa told me about the Shikon no Tama!" the little girl chirped happily.
"Do you want me to tell you this story or not?" Kagome scolded.
"But Mama, I asked you to tell me a story about Papa."
Kagome gave her daughter's canine ear a quick tweak. "Another time, perhaps."
*~**~*
In The Blood
Father always said blood would tell, when I would complain about the hanyou.
I remember him clearly as he told me that no scion of our line would ever disgrace themselves in the end. He assured me that our noble heritage would always throw true. And he presented me with Tenseiga.
The hanyou's woman knelt crying beside his still shape. Her denials did nothing to change the truth. To the best of my knowledge, I am the only creature with the power to turn back death.
Blood would tell. To think, all these years I thought he spoke of Inuyasha.
*~**~*
Like Father, Like Son
"There are very few advantages to being dead. Oh, of course a virtuous monk like myself could have chose to move on to a higher incarnation, or perhaps even could have achieved Nirvana, but like a dutiful father I chose to remain behind to watch over my son as he continues the quest to rid our line of Naraku's curse. Children need looking after, you know," a serene, priestly ghost explained.
Another ghost, a noble woman who kept an eye on Inuyasha, crossed her arms over her chest. "Houshi-sama, that does not explain why you were watching those girl bathe."
*~**~*
A/N: I tried spacing the stories out a little more to see if that made the length a little less jarring. I realize it's a very artificial separation, but it might help a little. If it continues to be a problem, I might go back and repost each story as its own chapter.
I've found that a couple of these--particularly Storytime, but also In The Blood--left some readers confused. If you want clarification on either or them, or any of my other stories for that matter, feel free to tell me in a review or email.
Until next time.