Inuyasha, "Living Artifact" Sesshoumaru/Kagome drabble
Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: Living Artifact
Rating: PG
Word Count: 249
Genre: Drama
Universe: Canon
Warnings: None
Note: This may becoming a larger series.
Prompt: Done for the "Sigh" drabble at ebony_silks.
Summary: Kagome never expects to find him in a place like this.
The background faded, and she stared at the figure in front of her and couldn’t believe her eyes. No. It wasn’t possible. A hundred logical reasons buzzed in her head, trying to deny the truth so apparent before her face.
Kagome disregarded the rules and stepped over the velvet rope to get a closer look.
‘Maybe it was done in his honor,’ she thought, and though it was entirely possible, her theory was quickly debunked by the next unexpected event.
A warm, stream of power shot through her, and she fell into a strange daze, feeling something force her to touch the face of the sleeping sculpture. She gasped when pebbles crackled and golden eyes opened to meet her surprised face.
Alarms sounded and people scurried from the museum, but Kagome was frozen in her place as the statue came to life and let out a long sigh.
When she finally found her voice, she uttered, “Sesshoumaru, is that really you?”
He extended his hand and touched her face in wonder as if he was still dreaming, unable to accept that he was finally awake.
“You… you have freed me?” he asked, and the question was loaded with so many intentions, and he stared at her curiously as they shared this serendipitous moment.
She could have fainted, but he stepped close to her in time to catch her. She smiled hopefully at him, and for the first time in five hundred years, she saw the ice prince smile back.
Title: Living Artifact
Rating: PG
Word Count: 249
Genre: Drama
Universe: Canon
Warnings: None
Note: This may becoming a larger series.
Prompt: Done for the "Sigh" drabble at ebony_silks.
Summary: Kagome never expects to find him in a place like this.
The background faded, and she stared at the figure in front of her and couldn’t believe her eyes. No. It wasn’t possible. A hundred logical reasons buzzed in her head, trying to deny the truth so apparent before her face.
Kagome disregarded the rules and stepped over the velvet rope to get a closer look.
‘Maybe it was done in his honor,’ she thought, and though it was entirely possible, her theory was quickly debunked by the next unexpected event.
A warm, stream of power shot through her, and she fell into a strange daze, feeling something force her to touch the face of the sleeping sculpture. She gasped when pebbles crackled and golden eyes opened to meet her surprised face.
Alarms sounded and people scurried from the museum, but Kagome was frozen in her place as the statue came to life and let out a long sigh.
When she finally found her voice, she uttered, “Sesshoumaru, is that really you?”
He extended his hand and touched her face in wonder as if he was still dreaming, unable to accept that he was finally awake.
“You… you have freed me?” he asked, and the question was loaded with so many intentions, and he stared at her curiously as they shared this serendipitous moment.
She could have fainted, but he stepped close to her in time to catch her. She smiled hopefully at him, and for the first time in five hundred years, she saw the ice prince smile back.