A/N: A tale told in drabbles.

Relic

He places a finger to her lips, gently, softly. "I know," he reveals kindly. "When I saw the dragon that attacked my brother, I realized the similarities to the bear from the forest right away. I should have known you were clever enough to piece it together, as well."

"Then," she says, "do you think someone is doing this? Intentionally?"

He thinks. "I believe the bear was a deliberate attempt to hurt you," he admonishes. "I do not know if the dragon was also directed at you. We won't know ever, perhaps, but thankfully because Uchihiko managed to apprehend him before he reached the palace. I do think there is a pattern, though, Kagome. I think someone is angry."

Bokuseno hums. "Touga," he begins solemnly, "I believe I know of what kind of magic can cause a mind to cloud, to attack blindly. A magic that can make even a great man lose to his lust for power."

Something pricks at the back of her mind; persistent, sharp. Touga says, "Well what is it?"

"An ancient relic," Bokuseno announces, and the words feel like a confession, a secret that has been long-kept. "It was long ago born from a perfect balance of Naohi: Aramitama, Nigimitama, Kushimitama, and Sakimitama. When pure, it holds unimaginable power. And when corrupted, the power is devastating."

Her mouth is dry; she cannot speak.

"It is known," Bokuseno begins, "As the Shikon no Tama."

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