Sesshoumaru hesitated at the borders of the gardens and glanced only once at Kagome. Technically, they were forbidden to enter the meadows without supervision or guards. But he was a Prince and could therefore do whatever he wanted. In fact, he was thePrince. None but Mother and Father could gain say him.
Smirking, he nudged Kagome and together they entered the meadows. He had always liked the less planned feel of the wild flowers, the way the grass spread for miles without end and still held a wild kind of beauty. In his childish way, he thought of the beauty of the gardens and saw his mother, and the wildness of the meadow, and saw Kagome.
Once they reached his favorite tree, Sesshoumaru pulled free his practice sword and turned on Kagome. It was a new game since he had earned his first bokken and one he enjoyed immensely. The young Prince couldn't wait to reach the skill level so that he could train with his father!
Both pups were so lost in their dodging and diving and swiping and swinging, both failed to notice the ever growing sense of malcontent, or the way it was coming closer and closer to them.
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