The Unloading Grounds by Himura Asami

Prize

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.

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Word Count: 250

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            Kagome sighed and tugged at her corset, before glaring at her father. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around to face her cousin.

            “Calm down,” Kikyo advised, her voice soothing Kagome.

            Kagome slumped and gave up pulling on her corset. “I can’t believe him though! Offering me up as a prize to the winner of this stupid tournament.”

            Kikyo gazed at her sympathetically. “Ignore it and watch the tournament; I know how much you love seeing idiotic males slash at each other.”

            Kagome smiled indulgently and turned to the arena, her nose wrinkling. “Hopefully these two will end up killing each other off, leaving an uneven number after the qualifier,” she grumbled, watching two youkai, one an ookami and the other inu, bow to each other before taking their stances.

            Kikyo’s brow furrowed as she looked down, before she inhaled sharply. Kagome turned to her, concerned.

            “What?”

            “I don’t think they’ll kill each other off,” Kikyo murmured, her eyes never leaving the battle.

            Kagome ignored the fighting to stare at her cousin, who had gone pale. “What is it?” Kagome glanced down, before looking back at Kikyo.

            Kikyo gulped. “You don’t know who that is?”

            Kagome shook her head. “I don’t recognize either of them.”

            Kikyo looked at her apprehensively. “I know who’ll win your hand, Kagome.”

            Kagome spoke, but cheers drowned out her response.

            “And the winner is Lord Sesshomaru of the West!”

            Kagome gasped and turned to the arena.

            Frightened blue locked with blank gold.

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Shivers!

I love ending with an eye clash. So intense!

Well, for me.

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Sunset Miko’s Once a Week Challenge– Week 44: Prize

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T.N.T!