Rating: K/PG
Pairing: Minor Inuyasha/Kagome
Word Count: 312
Genre: General
Notes: Fear the fluff!
Summary: Some scars last while others fade.
The surface of the tree was rough, a sign of just how long it had been around. Placing a hand against the bark, he gently traced his fingers along the surface, finding a bare spot. For as long as he had taken care of the shrine, the Goshinboku had borne the mark. Over the years, the tree had continued to mature, but the spot never once disappeared.
It had puzzled him for ages. The tree was in fine shape, healthy as could be, but the spot always remained. The Goshinboku held many mysteries, ones he would never be privy to, and he learned to accept that fact.
One day his granddaughter had disappeared. The day she returned he discovered why the tree bore such a strange mark. Stories had been passed through the ages about a miko and hanyou. A strange friendship that evolved into a twisted betrayal. A fight that ended with the hanyou pinned to the tree by an arrow.
Though he held most legends in the highest regard, he had never once thought the story of the miko and hanyou to be true. It had always been a child's tale, something fanciful and made up. Until he came face to face with Inuyasha.
The mark that scarred the surface of the sacred tree was meant to be a reminder that life was not always what you expected it to be. A scar was a mark of courage as well. It was a mark that signified survival and growth, despite a moment of weakness. Though some scars would never fade, they carried the knowledge that life went on.
Placing his hand once more against the worn surface of the
tree, he smiled as he watched his granddaughter and the hanyou argue as
they made their way towards the well. Not all scars remained forever,
some managed to heal with time.