Title: A Dance for Two
Author: Nicluv1787
Rating: K
Prompt: Flirtation
Character: Sesshomaru & Kagura
Word count: 396
Warning: Character death
Summary: A dance for two people.
A dance has begun. A dance for two people moving in a complicated pattern, know only to them. Upon first glance an outsider wouldn't think much of them. A woman with crimson eyes, a fiery passion, and the will to have her own freedom; a man with golden eyes and a curtain of silver hair, a look of calculated indifference. They are an odd couple to say the least.
Appealing to his ego she makes requests of him, hiding her own motives behind a defensive veil. He brushes her aside with the indifference of someone who feels he is better than everyone else, because he's proven as much.
Despite his cool demeanor he still carries out her requests under the guise of his own wishes. She does not say the words aloud but she rests all her hopes in him.
She holds onto an unfaltering belief that one day she will gain her freedom. She knows they appear to be foes, but they are two of one kind. The dance continues.
They share an oblique pattern of flirtation. None but themselves recognize it. Both are two proud to admit it out loud; both too stubborn to admit it even to themselves.
But when she finds herself in danger, instinctively she's drawn to him, like a moth to the flame, scorched by the same flame she falls to the ground.
Using as little effort as possible, he saves her once again. Leaving her with a casual brush off, she spits at him with a defiant tongue. She cannot hold back her fiery spirit. Even though she knows she will not crack his icy exterior. Still the dance continues.
Freedom is her highest priority. Above all else she holds it the highest. Her savior, he cannot be all that she needs with his cool indifference. She must learn to accept her fate, chained forever by the nature of her birth.
Betrayal begets betrayal, and freedom is short lived. She tastes her heart's desire for only a moment, before the hot blade of fate pierces her beating heart. Tumbling to the ground, she hopes only for that final release. Much to her surprise, he is there, drawn by her blood's scent.
As the crimson petals dance through the air, she is set free. And the dance has come to an end, leaving only one person standing in the wake.