Chapter 3 : Brothers
The ramshackle group was sleeping.
The little ones, Shippo and Rin were all spread across Kagome's sleeping bag, hugging each other. At the end of the bag, Jagen was snoring, clinching his magic stick.
At the other side of the fire, Kirara was curled around both Sango and Kohaku. Miroku, not too far from them, slept in alert, with his back supported by the wall.
At the entrance of the cave, two brothers were pretending to ignore each other, lost in their thoughts.
Why is he doing it? Dammit! He is always calm and fucking icy.
The night seemed unreal, the dark breeze didn't take any noise when a low metallic tremors arrived to the two demons' ears. Slowly, royally, Sesshomaru turned his head to his left side where was Tenseiga. The sword was trembling directing toward Tessaiga. Inuyasha looked at his brother and at his sword, the hand still tightened round the trembling Tessaiga.
"What's up?" the hankyou asked grunting.
"mmm" was the only answer from his half brother.
"It seems Tessaiga wants to fight Tenseiga" Inuyasha drafted.
"No. They don't want to fight. They want to be near. You can't even understand it, isn't it, stupid half breed?"
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