the Mender: ILuvsBakura
the Construction: written Sept. 9, posted Dec. 8
the Pieces: Feathers Falling in Moonlight- Sesshoumaru and Kagura
the Fragment: Notice Me
the Tools: so absorbed in getting his attention, she doesn't realize it's already hers
Notice Me
He was always cold.
She wanted him to fight or argue, or have some sort of reaction other than just his usual stoic nothingness. She didn't know why, but constantly he fascinated her. He was as fluid as water- as powerful, too- and she marveled how someone with such a very feminine appearance could have such a very masculine grace. But he paid her no mind, perfectly content to be indifferent forever.
Naraku had assigned her another task- though she didn't know exactly what it was he intended her to do. What she did know was that she needed to find Sesshoumaru, and that when she saw him, her strange curiosity just might be appeased.
She landed in front of him, a smirk on her face.
"Have you come here to beg me for my assistance again? If so, I can save you the trouble of asking."
She clenched her jaw and tightened her grip on her fan. "I might be desperate to get away from that bastard of a creator, but I have my pride." She sneered. "And if you have no desire to kill Naraku, then I have no desire to do any business with you any longer."
"And yet," he mused, an elegant eyebrow raised, "You sought me out."
She huffed angrily and crossed her arms. "I was told to! I don't know, I think Naraku wants your sword- the one that has the power to revive. Are you going to give it up easily?"
He looked at her in a way that clearly told her the question did not deserve the time and effort it would take him to make a response.
Kagura shrugged. "That's what I thought." They continued to stand there in silence, she feeling decidedly awkward and he annoyed that she would continue to burden him with her unwelcome presence. Needless to say, the moment was a bit less than friendly.
"If that was your business, wind witch, then why do you remain?" He pointedly looked away from her and said, "I have no use for another proposition."
"And I have no intent to make one! You pompous ass." She turned away, stomping her foot and feeling the irrational urge to almost... cry. A feeling of strange sadness washed over her, but she quickly brushed it off. "I'm going- so you can pat yourself on the back for that victory."
"You blame me for not being interested? How... pathetic."
"Just shut up!" Angrily, she summoned her feather and lifted into the air. "Goodbye," she yelled down at him sneeringly, "And screw you, you stubborn bastard!"
He watched her fly off with that expression of trained indifference on his face and that air of nonchalance he was known for.
'I just don't know why I thought... He just- just... Ugh, he's so damn infuriating! Why can't he be more... something, I don't even know why he enrages me! I don't know if he hates me or not- not that I care at all, of course. I just... He really bothers me.'
The demon lord turned around, headed back towards his original destination. The detour to let the wind witch catch him hadn't been a big inconvenience. 'You really do not understand, Kagura,' he thought, 'you just don't understand.'