1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.

2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.

3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the timeframe of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards! [I confess: inveterate beta that I am, I did go back and edit a bit--but I did not write more! I swear! I only fixed typos and so on.]

4. Do 10 of these, then post them.

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7. Afro, Yo-Yo Ma

With deadly skill, the warriors moved. It was an ancient and primitive and wild dance, but graceful all the same. More than anything else, it was mysterious to her.

She could not fathom the reason behind the pacing back and forth, and the exchange of formal insults, and the slow drawing and sparring of weapons.

Every move was calculated, every move perfectly executed along the lines of centuries of tradition.

And then, the real fight began. Starts and stops, lunges and blocks, quicker and quicker and swifter and swifter, until it was all a blur and her mouth hung open in awe.

Inuyasha smirked, breathing hard, the light of battle flickering in his eyes, joy emanating from his form, the Tessaiga light and deadly in his hands.

Sesshoumaru's face was as expressionless as ever, but the Bakusaiga was even swifter and more precise, and the delicacy of his movements astounded.

The villages watched in equal wonder, oohing and ahing in typical lay-man fashion when confronted with the habits of the elite.

Oh! With a flash, the exposition was over. Who won, neither knew, but it no longer mattered.

It was all for fun, after all.

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A/N: The song in question is completely instrumental, and has the sickest African sounds coming out of the cello at the beginning. The rest has African rhythms mixed with tango and jazz in a way only Brazilian music can accomplish, in my experience. All in all, it sounds like a war dance. And so I wrote about one. Though I confess: I cheated and wrote the last line after the song was over. A slap on the wrist to me. Hope it doesn't ruin it for you, knowing the perhaps illegitimate nature of this drabble. Reviews are always welcome, of course.