Inuyasha, "Shiori Chronicles" chapter 19, Shiori, Kohaku
Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: Next Generation: Shiori Chronicles
Chapter Title: Precursor
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 20th installment. Written for the "blush" theme at iy_unsung_heros.
Summary: A teenage Shiori wants to do something more with her life, and everything changes when she meets a traveling pack of pacifist bat youkai, as well as a handsome demon slayer.
Next Generation: Shiori Chronicles
Chapter Nineteen: Precursor
Shiori feels a slight blush erupt on her face as Kohaku stands close, his arm rubbing against hers as they pose ready for battle. She shakes her head, clearing her mind. There’s no time to think of such things, even though she can’t be happier that Kohaku trusts her this much and wants her to fight by his side.
Kirara is moving restlessly behind them, whining a little. Shiori can feel the heat of her active fire so close to them. Anticipation and anxiety wears on her nerves, and she can almost feel the power coming from their attackers as they descend upon them.
She can here Kohaku’s breathing. “Be ready,” he says, and she nods. She glances to her side, seeing Kai hovering over Shinta like a protective alpha wolf with his cub.
They may not win against her. Shiori doesn’t want to think about it, but the truth is Azuna is a powerful priestess, even more so as she taps into the darkness to twist her magic.
The trees rustle, and Shiori feels a shiver run down her spine. Expecting to see an army, they only see Azuna, who strides confidently through a thicket of trees in the forest to meet them in the small clearing of their camp. On instinct, Shiori’s shield goes up around them and the dark miko smirks automatically, as if Shiori’s power poses her no threat.
The missing army, however, is camouflaged beyond the trees. Shiori can feel them, and she supposes Kohaku can too.
She laughs mockingly at them. Shiori glares at the woman, who seems amused, not concerned.
“I hope you enjoy your last minutes of free will, little ones,” she says haughtily. “Soon, you’ll be under my control, and I’ll take back the wolf you stole from me as well.”
Title: Next Generation: Shiori Chronicles
Chapter Title: Precursor
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 20th installment. Written for the "blush" theme at iy_unsung_heros.
Summary: A teenage Shiori wants to do something more with her life, and everything changes when she meets a traveling pack of pacifist bat youkai, as well as a handsome demon slayer.
Next Generation: Shiori Chronicles
Chapter Nineteen: Precursor
Shiori feels a slight blush erupt on her face as Kohaku stands close, his arm rubbing against hers as they pose ready for battle. She shakes her head, clearing her mind. There’s no time to think of such things, even though she can’t be happier that Kohaku trusts her this much and wants her to fight by his side.
Kirara is moving restlessly behind them, whining a little. Shiori can feel the heat of her active fire so close to them. Anticipation and anxiety wears on her nerves, and she can almost feel the power coming from their attackers as they descend upon them.
She can here Kohaku’s breathing. “Be ready,” he says, and she nods. She glances to her side, seeing Kai hovering over Shinta like a protective alpha wolf with his cub.
They may not win against her. Shiori doesn’t want to think about it, but the truth is Azuna is a powerful priestess, even more so as she taps into the darkness to twist her magic.
The trees rustle, and Shiori feels a shiver run down her spine. Expecting to see an army, they only see Azuna, who strides confidently through a thicket of trees in the forest to meet them in the small clearing of their camp. On instinct, Shiori’s shield goes up around them and the dark miko smirks automatically, as if Shiori’s power poses her no threat.
The missing army, however, is camouflaged beyond the trees. Shiori can feel them, and she supposes Kohaku can too.
She laughs mockingly at them. Shiori glares at the woman, who seems amused, not concerned.
“I hope you enjoy your last minutes of free will, little ones,” she says haughtily. “Soon, you’ll be under my control, and I’ll take back the wolf you stole from me as well.”