unrequited (2)
The next time he encountered her, she broke through his armor, quite literally.
She’d disengaged Tetsusaiga from its placeholder inside his father’s remains with ease. Now, she’d reversed Tetsusaiga’s transformation with a touch of her arrow.
He meant to end the wretched hanyō’s life and take his rightful inheritance by force. But just as she had done previously, she had somehow, single-handedly thwarted his plans. Again.
Sesshōmaru! She yelled in her heated state, her radiance and fierce determination invigorating him all the more. The next one is aimed at your heart!
She dared point her aim at him, yet again. A sword last time, an arrow this time.
If only she knew, she had already hit her target long ago, evidenced by the skip of his heartbeat, and every muscle in his body held to attention.
But, she could not know. She would never know.
He refused to have history repeat itself. The Great Lord of the Western Lands, felled yet again by a mere mortal, a human.
He was a full-fledged daiyōkai, on the path to Supreme Conquest, and known to show disdain for her kind.
Yet, as he ridiculed the hanyō for accepting human aid despite his demon heritage, a tiny seed sprouted anew, bringing forth more questions than answers.
He was doing it all again. She was affecting him; derailing his thoughts and his progress.
He needed to think, to reconfigure his plans.
He needed to cease this madness, by whatever means necessary.
so um...ngl idk where i’m going with this... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯