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Nightmare

It was late. The sound of the burning embers filled the darkness gently and the quiet sounds of soft breathing.

Kagome had woken up with that all too familiar, foreboding feeling. Accompanied by that weird kind of feeling that made you feel like you'd fallen out the sky.

That's when she noticed it, something was off. Sesshomaru had fallen asleep, but that wasn't the off part she'd felt. No. It was the quick movement of his eyes fluttering under magenta lids. His quickened breathing.

Something was wrong.

When his eyes snapped open, she slowly crept towards him, "Miko."

At his side, her worry was heavy on her sleeve, "Are you okay?"

He took a moment to rub his forehead, "This one does not need your pity -"

Her fingers gently touched his arm, "You know I'm not."

He sighed, his palm still hiding his face, finally speaking after a heavy silence. "This one's sire haunts me." She nodded gently, waiting for more, "I often dream of if this one had not been so naive as I had -"

"It's okay," she knew he was having a difficult time conveying his emotions. "I sometimes have dreams like that, too." Her arm wrapped around him softly, her messy bed head butting his gently, "Maybe if I had convinced my dad not to go out that day. Maybe, maybe he'd be here today, too."

His amber colored eyes watched her a moment, finally quietly speaking, "My sire." Her azure eyes met his briefly, "my sire would have been fond of you."

When her head nodded against his, he finally felt himself ever so softly nuzzle against her crown. A mess of dark curled hair, tickling his cheek. This silence spoke, and they both relished in its depth that softly carried them back to sleep.

Fond as I, too, have become, he thought finally to himself. Softly falling back to sleep within the arms of this tiny dream catcher. Not again plagued by the nightmares of maybes.

I LOST TRACK OF TIME OMG- WHOOPS

Nightmare

It was late. The sound of the burning embers filled the darkness gently and the quiet sounds of soft breathing.

Kagome had woken up with that all too familiar, foreboding feeling. Accompanied by that weird kind of feeling that made you feel like you'd fallen out the sky.

That's when she noticed it, something was off. Sesshomaru had fallen asleep, but that wasn't the off part she'd felt. No. It was the quick movement of his eyes fluttering under magenta lids. His quickened breathing.

Something was wrong.

When his eyes snapped open, she slowly crept towards him, "Miko."

At his side, her worry was heavy on her sleeve, "Are you okay?"

He took a moment to rub his forehead, "This one does not need your pity -"

Her fingers gently touched his arm, "You know I'm not."

He sighed, his palm still hiding his face, finally speaking after a heavy silence. "This one's sire haunts me." She nodded gently, waiting for more, "I often dream of if this one had not been so naive as I had -"

"It's okay," she knew he was having a difficult time conveying his emotions. "I sometimes have dreams like that, too." Her arm wrapped around him softly, her messy bed head butting his gently, "Maybe if I had convinced my dad not to go out that day. Maybe, maybe he'd be here today, too."

His amber colored eyes watched her a moment, finally quietly speaking, "My sire." Her azure eyes met his briefly, "my sire would have been fond of you."

When her head nodded against his, he finally felt himself ever so softly nuzzle against her crown. A mess of dark curled hair, tickling his cheek. This silence spoke, and they both relished in its depth that softly carried them back to sleep.

Fond as I, too, have become, he thought finally to himself. Softly falling back to sleep within the arms of this tiny dream catcher. Not again plagued by the nightmares of maybes.

I LOST TRACK OF TIME OMG- WHOOPS