Blanket Disclaimer:
Inuyasha, and the characters therein, are the property of Rumiko Takahashi. I am in no way affiliated with Takahashi, or VIZ Productions. I make no profit from this or any other fanfiction.
Warnings: violence, supernatural content, cause language, nudity and sexual scenes and OOC may occur.
This series will be written in First Person and will switch characters.
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Sesshoumaru-Sama
It was just another day in the long line of days that seemed to go on forever or maybe that was just me. The blue sky, dotted with clouds, the chirp of birds and dry snap of twigs as they broke under the heavy feet of my dragon familiar, the light, tap, tap, tap of my human companions feet and her cheerful chatter as she spoke of the many interesting things she'd seen.
The annoying squeak of my retainers orders for the girl to cease her endless procession of odd, childlike descriptions of the world as she saw it.
"Jaken," that's all I have to say and the imp stopped looking at me with large, yellow green eyes that shone was adoration. Oh it was obvious the little blight on the earth thought the sun shone out of my rear end and the moon set at my bidding.
Such was life and it was so terribly, horribly boring.
I hate being bored.
There is much I loath that I must put up with, and one of the few things I like I profess I hate; just to get a rise out of the red clothed little brother of mine.
It amuses me, the fire that fills his eyes and the way he and his friends band together to form a group to defeat what ever enemy they come across.
Oh…what is that beautiful scent…
InuYasha.
Hmm, maybe this day won't be as horrid as I thought.
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"Kagome! Shot the demon not me!" my brothers voice came followed by a quick and annoyingly cheerful apology.
I hate that girl, I really truly do.
"Well, well, well," I murmur entering the blood covered clearing and Rin makes a small, gagging sound at the sight of the mass of corpses distributed across it.
"Sesshoumaru!" the little red creature shouts glaring at me as he and his friends prepare to meet my attack, though I still this action with a raising on my only hand.
A bitter thing, losing a limb to a younger sibling though it just proves the theory of my fathers' blood.
And the theory that being born of two males makes one stronger.
"…this Sesshoumaru is not here to fight," my voice cold and clear as I stare at the beautiful beast that is my baby brother.
"What do you want?" InuYasha demanded and I had to fight the urge to smile.
What do I want? What an interesting question, I thought as images better left undescribed before I answer, "Myoga," and those stunning gold eyes, so like fathers widen.
"You want a flea?" the hanyou demanded laughter in his voice.
"…Foolish little brother," I gaoled watching the fire ignite in his gaze, "This Sesshoumaru desires knowledge, knowledge that your flea retainer possesses," my voice calm though inside I'm brimming with excitement.
"M-me lord Sesshoumaru wants something of this humble old flea?" a small squeaky voice came from the dog princes shoulder and my gaze falls on the small, fat little flea that stunk of my brothers' blood.
Disgusting little bug.
"Yes, flea, my father," I say and the group tensed, normally anything to do with the Dog General and me leads to pain and often blood shied on their part so it was understandable.
"Yes my lord?" the flea asked fear flooding the little insect.
"Where did he send Tsukiko?" I asked this time my voice laced with steel and the bugs eyes widened and he shook as my brother looked at me, his golden eyes curious.
"Oi, Sesshoumaru who's dis Tsukiko? Why do you need to find her?" he asked and the flea trembled even more.
"That is none of your concern half-breed," I hiss getting annoyed, all I want was the location and this is what I get!
"Yes it damn well is if your going to huff and puff at my retainer!" the boy snapped and once again I had to resist the juvenile urge to roll my eyes.
"Lady Tsukiko is…" the flea said and my eyes narrowed, he wouldn't dare would he.
"Lady Tsukiko is Lord Sesshoumaru's" he would! "Daughter."
