Catalyst

by Fyuu

She was a catalyst for change, created for the sole purpose of bringing it about. And seeing that young boy and knowing what fate had dictated as his path, her heart could not help but bleat for he who saw things so clearly in black and white. And so she chooses to be a catalyst one last time… perhaps changing her own fate in the process. Kagome/Shinobu Sensui Drabble Story.

35. Chapter 35

Itsuki had held and cradled the broken man who'd long ago become his friend as he muttered incoherent nonsense about black and a how no white existed, how no white could ever exist.

Mad babbling it may have been but Itsuki understood.

Shinobu had been so sure of his races need for protection, for his protection, been so sure of their innocents, of their inability to perform the atrocities he'd witnessed demons partake in. That seeing what the Black Black Club had been doing had broken him, shattered him into little tiny pieces that Itsuki had to be weary not to step on, lest they crunch and crumble beneath the weight of his words and actions.

Such naiveté was of course one of the many facets that had drawn him to the normally gentle natured male.

Demons and humans were not so different after all, aging, strength, and power being the only gap that truly separated the instinct driven demons from the thought driven humans.

He closed his eyes and let a quiet thrum hum through his body, an action meant to calm and soothe, and an action that his own mother had on occasion used to ease him when he was a child.

When the first drop hit him he startled into opening his eye, and of course at that precise moment the sky opened up, releasing the cleansing rains that had built up in the clouds. But he didn't move to find shelter, instead he drew Shinobu further under the branches of the God tree.

He had brought the detective to the Higurashi's homestead in hopes that the young woman his friend was so enamored with would be home, hoping she could do what he could not.

Of course as luck would have it she was not.

But he would wait.

He would wait as long as it took if it had the potential to heal the fragmented mind of his friend.

I hope he can see your light Kagome.

I fear what may come to pass if he can longer see you as a white in his dreary black fogged mind, and not just for you or your family but for every living being.

He continued to make the comforting thrum as his hands made soothing circles on his back.

Regardless of your choice I will stand by you Shinobu.

I promise.