Inuyasha, "The Unquiet Winds" ch.7 (Kagura/Sesshoumaru)
Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: The Unquiet Winds
Chapter Title: Causation
Author: Paynesgrey
Characters: Sesshoumaru, Kagura's reincarnation (inevitable Kagura/Sesshoumaru)
Genre: Fantasy/Supernatural/Suspense
Rating: PG-13 (overall)
Universe: Canon divergence, Modern
Notes: This new serial was started to follow the themes for contests at Livejournal. This is the eighth installment, written for the "interrelated" theme at i_b_4_y.
Story Summary: Natsumi dreams of another woman's past, a woman who desperately wants to reunite with the man she loves, even if Natsumi has to suffer in the end.
As he stared at her, Natsumi felt short of breath, and she realized that this was all too much for her to handle. The pain in her chest seemed to feel worse, and despite his napkin stopping the flow of blood from her nose, she felt like she could bleed out forever, like the memories in her mind.
Memories of her, she thought, but she was not her, and she hated that somehow her new employer knew all of this, knew they were interrelated somehow, and that all of this tied back to the memories of the strange woman’s death.
His brow rose when she quickly stood up from her chair, its legs screeching against the floor.
“I’m sorry; I have to go,” she choked out, and he looked more concerned than ever. Her hand began to shake as she held the napkin under her nose.
Pain, too much pain, she thought, and it only got worse the more she stayed in his presence. He reached out his hand to touch her, and when his cool fingers rested on her forearm, the pain seemed to sunburst in her brain.
“Please!” It couldn’t be; was he the sole reason she was in agony?
“Minora-san...” he started, but she turned away. She was out of his reach when Sesshoumaru called her name again, and her mind began to shift into a lull.
No! I will not pass out! Not again... Natsumi thought, and she refused to be affected by whatever this sickness was. He called her name again, and she whipped around and raged at him, tears flowing from her eyes.
“Just leave me alone!” she cried, and she ran as fast as she could out of the restaurant.
The further she went, she realized with relief, the more the pain subsided.
Title: The Unquiet Winds
Chapter Title: Causation
Author: Paynesgrey
Characters: Sesshoumaru, Kagura's reincarnation (inevitable Kagura/Sesshoumaru)
Genre: Fantasy/Supernatural/Suspense
Rating: PG-13 (overall)
Universe: Canon divergence, Modern
Notes: This new serial was started to follow the themes for contests at Livejournal. This is the eighth installment, written for the "interrelated" theme at i_b_4_y.
Story Summary: Natsumi dreams of another woman's past, a woman who desperately wants to reunite with the man she loves, even if Natsumi has to suffer in the end.
As he stared at her, Natsumi felt short of breath, and she realized that this was all too much for her to handle. The pain in her chest seemed to feel worse, and despite his napkin stopping the flow of blood from her nose, she felt like she could bleed out forever, like the memories in her mind.
Memories of her, she thought, but she was not her, and she hated that somehow her new employer knew all of this, knew they were interrelated somehow, and that all of this tied back to the memories of the strange woman’s death.
His brow rose when she quickly stood up from her chair, its legs screeching against the floor.
“I’m sorry; I have to go,” she choked out, and he looked more concerned than ever. Her hand began to shake as she held the napkin under her nose.
Pain, too much pain, she thought, and it only got worse the more she stayed in his presence. He reached out his hand to touch her, and when his cool fingers rested on her forearm, the pain seemed to sunburst in her brain.
“Please!” It couldn’t be; was he the sole reason she was in agony?
“Minora-san...” he started, but she turned away. She was out of his reach when Sesshoumaru called her name again, and her mind began to shift into a lull.
No! I will not pass out! Not again... Natsumi thought, and she refused to be affected by whatever this sickness was. He called her name again, and she whipped around and raged at him, tears flowing from her eyes.
“Just leave me alone!” she cried, and she ran as fast as she could out of the restaurant.
The further she went, she realized with relief, the more the pain subsided.