Author's Note: Like usual this is a story that suddenly popped into my head. It follows the story plotline when Sesshomaru disappears. It has the dialogue of the show but the rest of it is me.
I don't own anything except Omari.
"Omari, where are you?" A female dog demon dropped from the trees and straightened with ease. She stopped beside him and looked out over valley. "This is where we will find my father's tomb."
"If you don't mind my saying, I think you're crazy to do this. If you haven't killed him yet, why would you?" she asked.
"I didn't ask your opinion."
"And yet I give it freely." He snorted elegantly then started walking. She shook her head, scratching her pointed ear in the process. "Always the loner, isn't he?"
"Lord Sesshomaru is of noble blood, just as you are. He doesn't have to answer any stupid questions brought on by you."
Omari looked down at the toad at her feet. "And you're the one he listens to the most, Jaken."
Omari had grown up in the Southern Lands. She was the youngest daughter of the Lord of the lands and had grown up doing whatever she pleased. Unlike most of the female members of the hierarchy of the dog clan, Omari enjoyed learning to fight. Her philosophy was that even demon dog women could die on the sword so she made sure she wasn't one of them.
Ever since she could remember, her father had taken her to the Western Lands. At the time Inu no Taisho was the best swordsman in the four realms. If she was going to fight, she was going to learn from the best there was. Tai, as she had fondly called him, trained her as if she was one of his own. That was when she met Sesshomaru. He was a little bit older than her but that didn't stop the two of them from being forced to spar against each other. As the son of the lord of the lands, he got to do whatever.
She had come to the Western Lands after Inu no Taisho had been slain while protecting his human wife and half breed son. She would have come to defend the palace but she had been in battle with the lord and hadn't been able to return in time. After a year or so helping clean up the mess that was left behind, Omari traded in her battle armor for two swords, one long and one short. When Sesshomaru became the successor to Inu no Taisho, she requested to be allowed to live in the Western Lands.
After a hundred years or so, Sesshomaru became bored with living in one place. He began leaving the grounds for days on end. It wasn't until he decided that he wanted to become as strong as he could possibly be. Omari began following him to make sure no tried to harm him for his position. It was around that time that Jaken became a huge member of the group. His small stature made him easy to step on and his big mouth made him hard to ignore.
Sesshomaru wouldn't say it, but Omari was certain that he was glad someone was traveling with him. He was too proud to rely on someone but having someone around other than Jaken to discuss things with was something he truly needed. Back in the palace, everyone listened and most of the time agreed with him on whatever he said. Omari was a simple guardian so she couldn't say much in council meetings, but she let him have it as they were walking around the grounds. She knew he wouldn't argue with her because he wouldn't take most of what she said to heart, but he did listen to her.
When they'd left, she hadn't had a clue as to what they were going for but she didn't ask. Sesshomaru's mother had asked her to accompany her son. Though they were from different clans, there was someone other than her who was close to her son. Ever since his father had died, Sesshomaru had pulled away from people he was somewhat close to.
"Jaken, where are we going to start looking for Tai's tomb?" she asked as she began to braid her hair down her back.
Jaken turned and waved the Staff of Two Heads at her. "Don't you dare call him that! He is Lord Inu no Taisho and you will respect him as such!"
"That didn't answer my question, Jaken."
The toad sighed and turned around to continue following the silver haired demon in front of them. "We are looking for something that will fit with the little poem." He looked over his shoulder at Omari. She was looking down at him with a raised eyebrow. "I wouldn't exepct you to understand it because you're not from the same clan."
Omari made a face at him. "So what if my facial and body markings are different than Sesshomaru's? Doesn't mean a damn thing. I'm still one of the only people trusted to travel with him."
"I've been with his family for a lot longer than you have."
"At least I don't get stepped on!"
"Enough, you two," Sesshomaru scolded.
Jaken fell face first on the ground. "I'm sorry, my lord, but she doesn't know any of this! She is not of your clan!"
"Neither are you, but I don't say much. Omari, stop pestering him."
"I wouldn't pester him if you'd just tell me what we're going for," Omari stated as she stepped up beside him.
"We're going to my father's tomb."
She scoffed at him, nudging his shoulder with her own. "Yeah, I know that. What are we going to the tomb for exactly?"
"Omari," he finally warned.
This time she huffed out a sigh. "Fine. I'll let it be, but you will have to tell me eventually."
Sesshomaru glanced at her as she went silent. Omari was a good alliance. She had been a member of his father's force after she mastered his sword style. She had been in charge of protecting the family when she was home, which hadn't been often. He remembered she had been young when she fought with his father but that hadn't bothered her too much. Because she wasn't of the same clan, her scent was slightly off so no one knew who they were fighting. It had made her even more lethal.
Omari was his mother's favorite child of the Lord of the Southern Lands. Not only did she know how to fight under a great lord, but she also knew the ways of court. Sesshomaru didn't know what his mother was up to, but he was sure he wasn't going to like it.
He heard them squabbling behind him. Ever since Jaken had come into his service, the two had argued nonstop. He suspected Jaken was jealous of the supposed closeness his lord and Omari. In reality, Omari somewhat bullied Sesshomaru. She didn't tell him what to do but she was known to grab him by the ear to get her point across. His mother had been angry the first time she'd seen it, but it had been going on for years.
He watched as Omari disappeared into the trees. Jaken yelled hit ill will towards her as the demoness walked away. Sesshomaru was certain she was going to find food. A few minutes later she caught up with them with three rabbits tucked under her arm.
"Sometimes I hate traveling," she mumbled.
"You didn't have to follow us," Jaken countered.
She threw her foot back, heel connecting with the imp's chin and sending him flying. "Fat chance, Jaken. Sesshomaru needs an ally who can at least fight by his side."
"I can fight by his side!" A wave of fire came at the woman. Sesshomaru stopped and merely watched as the fire coursed around her body. It pulsed and ebbed until disappearing completely. "What? My Lord?"
"Omari has trained with fire and lightning. Those elements are useless against her, Jaken," Sesshomaru replied. "Fighting against her is pointless."
"Make camp for the night," Omari said. He looked over at her. "I'll put the rabbits on and we can eat."
Sesshomaru didn't say a word as they walked into the seclusion of the trees. At his command, Jaken went about collecting firewood. Omari sat down and pulled out one of her many knives so she could skin the rabbits. She deftly did so and placed the meat on spits to be cooked. She pulled her knee up and rested her forearm against it as she stared into the fire.
"Lord Sesshomaru, have you figured out where we're going yet?" Jaken asked as he passed some of the fruit around.
"We must find my father's tomb," he replied.
"You never told me what it is exactly we're looking for at your father's tomb," Omari said.
He plucked a spit from the fire and turned it around to inspect the meat. "We are searching for my inheritance."
Omari cast him a look that told him she didn't believe him. After they'd eaten, she took to the trees. He figured she was doing it to hide her annoyance at him. It wouldn't be the first time nor would it be the last.
"We continue our search tomorrow," he said.