unrequited by elevenharbor

Chapter 1

A/N: Hi! So this started out on Tumblr as a random post. One day I had an itch to rewatch Inuyasha and well...5 episodes later, I am back at my BS, spewing raw, unedited Sesshomaru-POV SessKag thoghts. Because I haven't written anything in forever, I figured I'd give it a whirl. Each chapter is after an episode (or three). The images/GIFs were my inspiration.

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I.

He first met her when she was fifteen. A goddess in the guise of a blossoming teen.

Deep in the underbelly of his father’s remains, she was quite the sight. Apart from her strangely revealing attire and even stranger mannerism, her bright face showcased fear, hope and blazing determination. Pulling out his father’s sword with steadfast ability—a feat even his half-human brother, the supposed wielder of the famed fang, couldn’t accomplish.

Unaware of the danger before her. Pointing his father’s sword at him. Defying him against all odds.

So foolish. So characteristically human.

Yet, so unafraid.

Don’t come near me or I’ll kill you!

She marked her target that day, straight through his near impenetrable armor. A bullseye right in the muscle that nestled beneath his rib cage. A flutter, a tiny skip in his normally steady, strong, beating heart—casting her spell and stopping him dead in his tracks, mid-strike.

Perplexed by her action and his visceral reaction, he couldn’t count with one hand how many times he had been caught off-guard, the way she tilted him off his axis in a heartbeat…

Because she was the first to do so.

He meant what he said in the tomb when his half-brother pleaded to keep her uninvolved, about not letting her go. At the time, he meant capturing her for interfering with the fight, for easily claiming what was supposed to be his birthright, what was rightfully his…

But like the epicenter of an earthquake, he was unprepared for the seismic rupture and subsequent ripple effect of unfamiliar emotions that would hit him later on; her effect on him transcending time itself.

Just…who are you? What are you?

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