Author's Note:
Pinkie here again! Sorry for my absence my dears; schooling takes alot out of you. This one will be an OC and Sesshomaru fanfic. I've become reinspired after rewatching the beauty of which is InuYasha. More D Gray Man and potentially Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler) fics will surface since now I have more free time. But enough of my rambles. Please Read and Review :) 3
xxPinkie
Chapter One:
Translucent light shivered in the reflected waters. The moon baring down on a lone figure, submerged waist deep in a hot spring. Exhausted hands made their way through a thick thread. Black into silver. Glowing eyes half lidded as water brushed across the defined cheek. A sigh escapes the lips that are set in a plump smirk. Red streams down in thin rivers into the silver. I realize that the smirk is mine. These eyes are mine. This face is mine. There are splotches of black in my shimmering hair. So much blood caked into the tresses that it seems fitting of ink. I drag my slender fingers in and out; in an attempt to cleanse it. To do away with the mess I've made. The disguise that was so carefully given to me; is now shattered. I would have my revenge. I would find who caused me to resurface. I was alive,that much I was aware, however, this dream was ending and now I was awake...
I felt an itch. It began at the tip of the nose and proceeded with annoyance into the cavern. I felt a sneeze; but my face would not move. Tch.
I wanted to lift my hand and push at the annoyance in my face; but alas neither would my arms. I groaned inwardly; as I felt my eyelids grow hot. A light broke through the comfortable darkness I was so used to seeing. Voices broke the silence I'd gone through so much trouble to create.
How did they get through that barrier? Why are they here?
Then it happened.
I sneezed.
The steady clamour of footsteps halted, and I felt their light shift. The sounds restarted; and they were directly above me. I could sense their presence, as my lids rose, and I stared up. Their man tunics barely covering their essentials, if I'd been aware how to reanimate my face, my expression would have been one of disgust.
I caught a glimpse of myself. The crystals that had taken housing above my tomb were refelcting everything, like a personal, giant mirrior.
My eyes, though dull through sleep were a staggering ice blue, golden flecks sporadically placed along the edge of my cat like pupils. My lips turned upward in an almost permanent smirk, barely noticeable through the plump, pale pink flesh that created them. My nose slender and narrow, being used as the centre mark of my face that two singular marks on my cheeks seemed to direct themselves at.
I felt my eyeborw twitch, as a torch was lowered towards my face. I feigned sleep through open eyes as this bandit took gaze upon my face. I'd been known as a seductress to these people. A youkai of simple taste; and that was tearing men apart.
The bandit placed the torch down, and reached towards me. His hand slowly inching towards my chest.
I smirked, though he did not see.
Touch me, brave one. I do dare you.
His hand hesitated, as his beady eyes shot up towards me, his fingers resting on the crystalization of my tomb.
Hm, have you heard me?
His eyed glazed over as I sat up, a slow, swaying movement as I stretched the slumbering appendages slightly. My eyes rose to meet his, my smirk becoming a full smile. His hand rose on the surface, coming to meet my cheek as I pressed my face to it.
I laughed, girlishly, as his face turned upwards into a childish grin, exposing his missing teeth. His comrades had left onwards, when he stopped to look upon me.
I smiled back, as I broke through the crystal and wrapped my hand around his neck. A stiffled gasp escaped his lips as my slender hands became claws. The tips of my claw severing the front of his throat, as soft splurts of red sribbled down my arm and onto my face. I licked at the small patch that fell closest to my lips.
Visions of all the horrendous crimes these men had commited flashing through my trained eyes. His body went limp; and I pulled myself up. Easily escaping my crystal home, I peered around, looking for his comrades.
"Hell to pay, for those who have awoken me."
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Sesshomaru:
Men were screaming; and the sound though annoying; rose interest in me. I made way to investigate; and a far off scent reached my nose. Something strong yet faint, like a floral sting that burned in my nostrils. It took all that I could to raise my sleeve to try and deflect this overbearing scent.
My keen eyes resting over my ward; Rin as she teased Jaken.
Just like that; the scent disappeared. Ana eyebrow raised, I slowly stepped in the direction I had just picked it up; only to halt as a figure made an appreance just in my visability...
A mand stood in my path. Long silver hair playing in the wind. A bored expression permanent on his handsome features along with an indigo crescent moon upon his forehead.
It was no suprise I'd caught his scent. A strong youkai like him, his smell demanded respect; and under any other circumstance I may have given it to him. Under this disguise of a normal woman; I'd not thought of how the next events would play out.
"Evening."
My voice was even; and my tone sparked irritance in his stoic face.
"Do you speak; to this Sesshomaru?"
I found my head tilting to the side, almost in a child like wonder as I took his barritone.
I nodded curtly; and made haste to walk around him and his little pack.
I found myself face to chest, I peeked up, that silly smirk finding its way upon my lips as he glared down at me.
"You, human; dare to speak to the Lord of the Western Lands so easily? Know your place."
I giggled.
"Human?"
His eyebrow raised.
"I'm no oridinary human, my dear Lord Sesshomaru. Hadn't you heard of me?"
His expression remained unchanged.
"Not a name, nor a familiar scent. This Sesshomaru does not know of troublesome women."
I smiled as I let my aura flare.
Ice blue and gold clashed as we made eye contact.