DDN's, GMDDN's and IDDN's by r0o by sugar0o who lurks

DDN ~ 9.5.10 - Fam/Rom - LateAug.

This is from the Late August DDN we had tonight, prompts are as follows - ( i was late to it so mine are only a bit out of order):

pattern, stitch, sew, seam, needle, thread, patch, cloth, pin, & cushion

Prompt: Sew~ 100

Sewing the issue was never something was good at, in fact he tended to fail more often then not. At one time, the girl was his and his alone, nothing could sway her. But one too many times had he rushed after her clay counterpart. No, not her counterpart. The fake shell that had never been the original.

Kagome had once told him, ‘All great things start with a rough draft.’

That’s what their relationship was now, a rough draft.

Her love with Sesshomaru, that was the end perfection. Inuyasha could only watch from afar, he run her away first.

Prompt: Seam~ 100

The hanyou fumed as he watched the new mated pair, it was not a law, but somewhat more tradition or custom then anything else. The seam of her neck had once been blemish free, a clear expansion of epidermis that was prime for someone’s mark.

He had, in the back of his mind, always believed that she would be his, waiting for him, what he would one day be told, was a back-burner girl. It burned him entirely to see his brother’s mark there on her neck, the seam covered by both the mark of his fang and his house.

Prompt: Needle~ 102

Miroku couldn’t help it.

Yes, he was Inuyasha’s friend.

Yes, he would fight for the hanyou.

Yes, he was even say, once you got past his rather mean and surly side the hanyou was a good person worth knowing.

But… For some reason, he couldn’t help needling him about his failure with Kagome, and her evidentially falling not only for his older brother, but mating him as well. It was better then he could have hoped for, because Karma was a … well Karma certainly wasn’t on the hanyou’s side.

“It could be worse Inuyasha,” he goaded, “She could have mated Kouga.”

Prompt: Thread~ 109

Sango was left to wonder at the pair that Kagome and Sesshomaru made. Singularly they were both dangerous in their own ways, together they seemed unstoppable, but for all their own individual prowess made, Naraku seemed to be able to pull the threads that brought them all together out even longer then they had ever dreamed.

It seemed sometimes to her that it was only a little while before that she had joined the group, wary of the hanyou, and now she traveled with his killer of an older brother. Inwardly she laughed, it was her luck that a demon-slayer should end up with a demon for a ‘brother-in-law’.

Prompt: Patch~ 104

The daiyoukai huffed to himself. He was doing this for his mate, and only his mate no matter what the slayer and monk snickered about. She said it was time that they patched up their relationship.

He didn’t see what was so wrong with it, after all he was alpha, and his little brother had never respected that.

He wondered what she’d do with their own pups when situations like this arose. It was natural for alpha’s to fight amongst themselves. Inuyasha had not been his only sibling, just the only to live nearly to maturity. She didn’t need to know about the others.

Prompt: Cloth~ 100

When he came to his mate after, “patching things up,“ long after the scuffle had started, and been ended by his own might, the Daiyoukai had been in the mood to prove not only to his mate who was alpha, but to his little brother as well.

Part of being alpha was making sure those below him knew it, ALL of those below, in both pack-ranking and physically.

Mentally the daiyoukai noted the next morning as they went back into camp, that his mate looked good in his clothing. He would be sure to ruin her own again sometime soon.  

 Prompt: Pin~ 100

More and more they seemed to sneak off to be with one another and Inuyasha’s ears always seemed to give away his internal reaction by pinning themselves down. He couldn’t lie outright, saying that it didn’t hurt still after so long to see the two of them together.

It was moments like this, even years later as he watch his nephew play that he still wondered if this was how Kagome had felt every time he had run after Kikyo leaving her alone.

She had worn her heart on her sleeve, and now she wore it only for his brother.

Prompt: Cushion~ 101

Predatory solar-lamped eyes followed his little mate, watching her every move as she busied herself around his study. It never failed to incite a response from him, the sight of her slightly cushioned body as it adhered to the new weight of life that grew within her.

They were now on their third pregnancy, and he couldn’t help but wonder if this one like the other’s would be small litters again. It was too soon to tell, but it did not matter, he would keep and love them all, they were his after all, just like their siblings, and their mother.

Prompt: Pattern~ 100

Both Sesshomaru and Kagome had noticed a pattern. Whenever there was a son born into Miroku and Sango’s linage, he was always a horrible lecher until he found the right woman to beat the living snot out of him, claming that “It was worth it.”

This pattern continued on, almost like some sort of sick tradition even down to Kagome’s own father, who they had been witness to the beating that Kagome’s mother, Sayuri, had given the poor man before they inevitably got together and would someday soon birth the miko.

It was amazingly terrifying, and amusing all at once.

Prompt: Stitch~ 101

There were many ways that Kagome had planned to make a reunion with her family in modern times, chasing her youngest pup around as he streaked by in not a stitch of clothing on had not been one of them.

But her mother had seemed to find it endearing, and had even helped to catch the wayward toddler.

If anything her pups, all of , had inherited either her own or Sesshomaru’s free spirit.

This was only the proof that made that very clear, as Sesshomaru hated being bound to almost everything, and she herself had been a known infant streakier.

 Closing(no prompt):

Getting to know her mother once again, this time as an adult and mother of her own pups had been interesting. It made her wonder if she could have been the same kind of mother that allowed her eldest to go off into a world unknown to her, where she herself could not go and protect them.

Her mother had once again become her hero because of the small things that she did, and the larger things that she let happen. It was fate that had pulled her down the well, destiny that she had lived, and her own will that had made it all worth it. Now it was time to piece together an old life with her current life, and make it all whole once more.

She had the support of her pups, and her mate in all things, and the love of her human family once more to embrace and live with. Comparatively, Kagome knew things were much different still then they had been or could have ever been before.

There was no going back to change it again, no second chance, and life with her human family would be fleeting, there were few daiyoukai that could mate a human and extend their life to match their own, so Kagome knew she would have to make due with the time she was allotted with them, before she once again faded back into the realm of mythology with her mate and pups.

While she had them she would cherish them, love them, hold them, and keep them, until time took them away, as it had done for her to them. It was promising, yet somber, but Sesshomaru was there to help her through it all as she had been there for him as times had come and changed all that he knew.

She smiled ruefully as one of her younger pups played soccer with his own ten year old uncle, who would have thought that sending an untrained, klutzy teenage miko down a well to fix so many rips in history would turn out the way it had. Nothing had falling into place the ways she had expected it too at first, and now everything was so different.

She enjoyed it though, life had its ups and its downs, and there was nothing that could not be mended.

 

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