This little peice of Jinenji-love was written for
iy_unsung_heros for the prompt Jealousy and placed first. Thanks
hairann for the banner!
Title: Peas in a Pod
Author: aimee_blue
Prompt: Jealousy
Characters: Jinenji, Kagome, Inuyasha
P.O.V.:Jinenji
Genre: Friendship, Family, General
Words: 300
Rating: K
Summary: CU. Inuyasha shares something precious.
Assorted noises of merriment crowded the small hut. The kitsune was entertaining the older children with his dazzling array of tricks. The sounds of happiness and frivolity had long been missing from his home, and Jinenji revelled in them.
A tug on his kimono made him glance down and golden eyes stared back fearlessly. The child was just learning to crawl, fascinated with everything and had already decided that the best way to experience new things was to bite them. Blue eyes indulgent, Jinenji plucked the youngster from the floor and smiled as he attempted to gnaw off a finger with a mouthful of gums.
“It’s worse when they’re teething,” Inuyasha told him good-naturedly, prising a child from his shoulder as he tried to bite off one of the twitching puppy appendages. Rolling his eyes, Inuyasha tipped the tyke upside down and tickled him into submission. Before handing him off to his indulgent mother, Kagome sat the child on her lap and turned him to watch Shippo once more.
“Your family is precious,” Jinenji murmured.
“My rabble is loud,” Inuyasha snorted, “and we descended on you like hounds from hell, you don’t need to be polite.”
A small smile crept onto his face as a young girl attempted to scale him as though he was a climbing frame.
“Aiko!” Inuyasha clucked, snagging the bottom of her kimono and tossing her in Shippo’s direction.
Kagome chuckled ruefully. “Sorry, they climb everyone they’re attached to. You should have seen them burry Jaken in a puppy-pile.”
“They’re loud,” Jinenji conceded, “but I envy you your family, Inuyasha.”
Inuyasha stared ahead at Shippo’s tricks as he awkwardly corrected, “You’re part of it, nothing to envy.”
Jinenji’s eyes watered and Kagome chuckled indulgently, squeezing his hand. The pup on her knee mimicked his mother earnestly.
And an attempt at writing Kohaku poetry, which was also posted to
iy_unsung_heros.
Title: Marionette
Author: aimee_blue
Prompt: Chained
Characters: Kohaku, Sango
Genre: Poetry
Words: 128
A/N: For some reason I had an urge to write poetry. Don't expect too much.
Rating: T
Summary: CU. Kohaku's strength is tested.
I watch myself
Myself who is not me
Chain clinks caustically
Through fingers which are not my own
Sister lunges, avoiding deadly blade
Sharp thunk, sinking into wood
And she calls to me
I hear her
Through ears which are not my own.
Wrestle with the puppet strings to my will
Body heavy, uncooperative, foreign
It dances to a new tune
He didn’t even cut my strings
Simply replaced them with chain that drags me down, down
Down.
And I bend
Myself who is not me
Marionette murder
With a cold blade and dead eyes and a terror in my soul
To this puppeteer.
Swallowed by darkness.
Sister sobs sorrowfully, searching soulless eyes for brother
And her tears corrode those cold chains
Control snaps and frays
He howls.
This was also posted on
iy_unsung_heros for the Fear theme:
Title: Twinkle, Twinkle
Author: aimee_blue
Prompt: Fear
Words: 230
Rating: K+
Characters: Byakuya, Kanna
Summary: CU. Byakuya contemplates an inevitability.
Reclining lazily against a convenient rock, Byakuya gazed up at the night sky. Stars winked back at him merrily. Kanna was gazing up at the same stars as he was, but he had a feeling she wasn’t seeing them. Narrowing his eyes he wondered if he saw the same thing as everyone else. Those tiny pinpricks of light, so far away, one after the other their lights inevitably extinguished.
“We’re going to die too,” Byakuya murmured, lifting an idle hand to cup a swell of stars in his palm.
Kanna turned to look at him blankly. “Yes.”
Byakuya smirked indolently. “But I have a feeling we won’t be the only ones.”
Kanna linked slowly. “Are you afraid?”
Byakuya met her gaze. “You know fear?”
The blank look was answer enough and Byakuya spared a moment to wonder how it must feel to be Kanna. Paralysed by her inability to experience emotion. He repressed the shudder.
“I wouldn’t call it fear,” he hummed, “more like anticipation... there has to be more fun to be found away from Naraku, even if it is death.”
Kanna tilted her head to one side.
Byakuya chortled wryly. “Ah, looks like I’m an optimist after all,” he gazed back at the inky sky, “who would’ve guessed.”