Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: Next Generation: Shiori Chronicles
Chapter Title: Reconnaissance
Author: Paynesgrey
Characters/Pairings: Shiori, Kohaku, (slight Kohaku/Shiori)
Rating: PG
(Chapter) Word Count: 300
Genre: Adventure/Romance
Warnings: None
Notes: Post-manga.Continuation to my "Shiori Chronicles". This is the ninth installment. Written for the "enemy" theme at
iy_unsung_heros.
Summary: As Kohaku tracks the dark miko, Shiori contemplates Kohaku's regard for her.
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Shiori is taken off-guard when Kohaku stops behind a thick brush. He holds out his arm to halt her, and she complies silently as they look ahead.
Shiori doesn’t think they’d come upon the dark miko so soon, and after dealing with the stubborn fief lord, Shiori promises to adopt Kohaku’s method by giving the miko the benefit of the doubt - even if she has turned the youkai against their human neighbors.
Kohaku stays far enough away from enemy detection, and they both hope that they go noticed. He looks at her knowingly, and she can almost guess what he’s thinking. They may already be found if this priestess can sense the youki in Shiori’s blood.
The miko moves about the center around a group of humanoid youkai, and instantly Shiori feels their power, knowing that there are dangerous.
“As I suspected,” Kohaku whispers, only low enough for her acute hearing. “Wolf youkai. The lord wasn’t sure what they were.” Shiori nods at him, and they both listen intently as the miko blatantly makes commands of them. Shiori starts to see the evidence that what the young girl was saying was true, and that the miko and the youkai are connected. She sees Kohaku’s lips tighten.
“Can you feel that, Shiori?” he whispers in the same low tone. “She’s controlling them with magic.”
Kohaku’s attention is diverted, and Shiori feels a strange pulse in the Elder’s scepter that she carries. Instead of flashing red as it normally does, it starts to flash silver, and energy starts to blanket around them in the brush. They both snap their attention back toward the miko; if she hasn’t sensed them already she must now.
Shiori watches Kohaku sigh in relief. Fortunately, they remain inconspicuous, for her scepter has given them a shield.