Ships That Pass
It was late at night when she appeared before them on the road, mirror in hand and flowers in her hair. She had not been seen since Naraku's death, and no one knew exactly where she stood at the moment. Rin and Jaken held their breaths.
Sesshoumaru stared at her for a long time, and then raised an eyebrow.
She gave an almost unnoticeable nod.
Sesshoumaru raised his other eyebrow.
Another pause, and another nod.
And then, they were both walking again, in different directions.
Rin raised her eyebrows at Jaken. He shrugged, and they headed off after Sesshoumaru.
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(No, not that kind of ships. Although I would kind of like to see that.)