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Uncharted Pt. 4: Manifestation

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Author’s Note: Author’s Note: Another submission to Dokuga Contest, a great Sess/Kag writer’s collective on Live Journal.

This drabble was originally posted on Live Journal Nov. 13 2008.

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                                                                  Choices

“One, two, three!”

Kagome watched the smooth stone bounce across the surface of the lake. She smiled with great satisfaction. Not being the most adept person when it came to skipping rocks, ‘three’ was a personal best. Realizing her stockpile was depleted, she began to scour the shoreline for more ammo.

She soon grew tired of her fruitless search, opting to sit on a driftwood log, contemplating her choices to pass the time. She could draw in the dirt, but one could only do so much with stick figures and limited talent. Picking flowers sounded nice, but alas, it was too late in the season for that. Surveying the surrounding landscape, nothing caught her eye or piqued her curiosity. Well, there was always fire…

Kagome silently cursed Inuyasha’s decision to take the day off as she had been looking forward to traveling, hoping to occupy her overactive imagination. A severe bout of insomnia had plagued her the last three nights and she was seriously on the verge of smacking someone. She had already finished her novel, completed her homework, and was now privy to every unsettling noise imaginable that a person, or demon for that matter, could make during asleep.

The cause of her restlessness was no mystery. She had dreamt of Sesshoumaru again, waking sweaty and panting, her mind refusing to bring the story to fruition. Though the imagery was increasingly intimate and erotic, it always stopped short of… well, you know. Now her traitorous mind supplied the ending, several different ones in fact, adding to her frustration and confusion.

Fear of divulging her dirty little secret in her sleep terrified her and fueled the insomnia. She was unsure how much longer she could withstand the stress. Defeated and weary, she began wondering if death by ennui was painful.

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End Note: This drabble was written for the Live Journal Community Dokuga (underscore) Contest's drabble competition for Week 9—"Boredom" Theme. 300 words exactly.
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