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A/N: As a longtime lurker, I have finally decided to join the fun. Installments of The Height of Faith will be written for the Weekly Perfection/One Shot contests on Live Journal contest. That means the majority of the chapters will be between 100 words-400 words in length. I’m just warning ya‘ll…
This first chapter was written for Dokuga_Contest’s Weekly Perfection Week #95 Tough. This was originally 300 words exactly, but this uncut version stands at 350 words.
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Entwined
Of all the possible fates that he would have ever imagined for her, this was not what Sesshomaru had expected. He had long been aware of her provenance and the mysteries that surrounded the Bone Eater’s well, so crossing her path 500 years after their first meeting in his father’s tomb was not the shock one might expect. The surprise was not when he had come across Kagome, but rather the circumstances that had brought her to him.
He was at an advantage as she could not see him and he doubted even her sharpened miko skills could sense his youki unless he wished it. He took a moment to ponder what affect this situation--if any--this would have on the past. Time travel was a tough and tricky subject matter and the taiyoukai felt no shame in admitting that it was unlikely he would ever fully grasp how the future and past entwined in this one human female.
He studied her and deduced that she was about the same age she had been when last time they met. After that meeting he had assumed her dead, her body burned into ashes and scattered to the wind with the rest of village and those she loved dearly.
Swallowing the all too familiar ache that welled in his chest, Sesshomaru forced himself to focus on his study of the miko Kagome. She shifted and her hair fell off her shoulder and onto her back, now revealing a scar flush against her collarbone that he had never seen before. That could only mean that he had been mistaken about her demise.
It hardly mattered now, he had plans for the future and she was his pawn. He could not fall into the temptation that she offered; the answers she could give him. His chance for revenge lay solely in the past but he could only look towards the future and the path he would take to reclaim his birthright.
He turned his back, leaving the miko bound and blindfolded while he contemplated what the fates had in store for the both of them.