Disclaimer: Manga and cast belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Summary: A quick drabble I concocted after reading chapter 408 of the manga. Slight Sesshoumaru/Kagura, although admittedly it's more Sesshoumaru/Toukijin/Kagura than anything else.
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Accusation
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Toukijin protrudes from the rocks, despicable in failure, taunting in its current state. Battered and fragmented, it is quite possibly beyond repair.
In all, a perfect mirroring of his pride.
Say, you have power, don't you? Power enough, even, to dispose of Naraku?
A swish of his wrist that had since then become familiar. The crash of falling wood a murmur from the sheaths of memory. Red eyes can be cruel and curious, but deeply accusing as well.
That sword is yours.
Not anymore.
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