Night Clubbin'
A gust of wind in the pre-dawn haze fluttered through the silvery-white strands of the Dog Demon Lord of the Western lands' flowing mane. There he stood, still as a perfect stone statue, an expression of deep concentration formed on his flawlessly sculpted features. Hardly moving, barely breathing. He was taking every bit of his surroundings in, yet paid no heed to any of it. The view that lay around him was a sight to behold indeed. Miles upon miles of forest and meadow, covering the landscape in all natural beauty. Off in the distance to the north and northeast stood majestic gray and purple mountains, the sky behind them promising the sun in a few moments' time to begin a new day. Birds and creatures of all sorts were waking all around the countryside and greeting each other in their own respective languages and songs. Yet the demon Lord barely took notice of any of this, for his mind was far away from the scene around him. His thoughts dwelled on a particular human girl with her strange clothes and her non-normal mannerisms.
He subconsciously crossed his arms.
"It is impossible," he said to himself.
"No pathetic human could possibly conceal that which I might seek." A vision of a midnight-dark haired woman-child danced through his mind's eye, calling out his foul-tempered half brother's accursed name.
"And yet, the human miko's origin continues to elude me time and again." For no matter how many powerful demons he called to aid him in his search, all they could conclude was that the miko's village was somehow connected to the bone-eater's well near his half-brother's forest. To allow himself to remain ignorant of the mystery of this hidden village would be foolish on his part as a powerful Lord. He must learn more about it, discover its secrets, solve its riddles. So it was decided.
"I, Sesshoumaru, will find this hidden village."
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A faint red-orange glow cut through the dark deep in an un-named forest. If one were to follow this light, they would have found a group of companions asleep around a warm campfire. A passerby would have thought this group to be most unusual. Each member with their own story, all here for the same reasons, more or less. A handful of odd items were scattered about the campground, unique in their own way, for they were not of that time. The owner of these items was slumbering peacefully, laid out beneath a tree, where her faithful part-dog demon companion sat high in the branches above, keeping an ear tuned to any danger that might approach. To the right of the girl lay the monk, appearing to be asleep, and yet inching closer to the peaceful demon-slayer next to him. The little fire-neko was curled up in a ball of white-blonde fur, cuddled into the young fox demon on the opposite side of the flames. Inside his world of dreams, the fox kit was victoriously standing proud over a flattened dog-hanyou, a oversized hammer in hand. Not all of the group were serene in dreams like the young fox-demon was. No, the very solemn houshi was preparing a request for the annoyingly alert hanyou.
"Inuyasha?" he called out quietly. No answer.
"Inuyasha, I know you're awake." Inuyasha snorted.
"Talk monk, you're ruining the peace and quiet." Idiot monk always wanting something.
Miroku lightly coughed.
"A few days from now marks the anniversary of the massacre at Sango's village." He waited a few moments for comment. There was none, so he continued.
"Dear Sango and I were planning on traveling there to pay our respects." This was going easier than he thought it would.
The reply came quickly.
"Then go. Its not like we've heard about any jewel shards or anything lately anyways." Miroku's voice became light with humorous gratitude.
"How kind of you Inuyasha! I believe that you've grown quite soft from traveling with Kagome-chan."
Heh heh.The monk smirked dramatically.
Miroku really knew how to piss him off.
"Feh." Stupid monk.
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The morning hours found the group to be going their separate ways. Sango and Miroku were walking off over a hill, an all-too familiar grin working its way across the houshi's face as they said their goodbye's from over the way.
"Bye Inuyasha! Bye Kagome!" Sango called out to her friends.
"Bye! Bye!"
"Later!"
Watch out Sango. Kagome cringed.
Feh. Stupid monk never learns. Inuyasha crossed his arms.
Idiot. Shippo gave a bored look.
All three waited for the fireworks to come.
"Bye Ship…" pause.
Sango closed her eyes.
Her eyebrow began to twitch.
Her hand reached for her weapon.
Here we go again.
"HENTAI!" CRRAACK!
She dragged an unconscious grinning monk over the hill.
Perverted baka.
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They looked on where the pair had disappeared from view in mild wonder.
"Keh finally." Inuyasha snorted.
"Now that we're done wasting time, I can actually get going to get Tessaiga repaired…" He paused, seeing a strange look on Kagome's face. Then he furrowed one brow.
"What it is now, wench?" Her nervousness was rolling off in waves.
"Well," she started, "since you're going to be busy…" she paused dramatically.
Well, here goes,she thought.
"Could I maybe for just a little while go home now you know only for while Sango and Miroku are gone pleeaase?" She was pleading in a very girlish whine.
Inuyasha sighed.
"I don't care what you do. You'd only slow me down anyways. Kagome squealed in delight, a pitch that made Inuyasha cringe.
"Oh, thank you Inuyasha!" She was wrenching his arm up and down in overenthusiastic gratitude.
"I'll be sure to bring you lots of gifts and ramen when I come back!" Her wrenching continued violently.
"Jeez, wench! I'd like to keep my arm intact if it's all the same to you!" He heaved his arm out of her grasp in exasperation. Kagome giggled and covered her mouth with glee.
Through all of the commotion, the two failed to notice the other pair of molten eyes watching the scene from the shadows.
"Later Inuyasha!" Kagome was running in the general direction of the well, calling over her shoulder.
"Sango said they'd be gone for a little over two weeks, so come and get me when they come back! Bye!"
She waited until he turned and took off down the path towards home.
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He silently followed the girl at a distance. The well was in full view now, and the girl's pace had quickened slightly at the sight of it.
He would wait until the last possible minute. She vaulted herself over the edge of the well's rim. Her feet disappeared. Next, her knees, waist, shoulders, finally, her hair…
His demonic speed zoomed him almost instantaneously to the well in time for him to catch hold of her up-stretched wrist, gravity drawing him with her into the dark and suffocating dank depths of the well. Wait, what is that light?
In the instant that the familiar blue light began to enfold Kagome with its pleasantly delightful warmth, she felt a heavy weight above her latch onto her right hand. In an almost dreamlike moment, she gazed up, right into a pair of eyes filled with blue and gold, swimming in a blurry sea of silver, following her descent. Within a blink, the blue light subsided and Kagome found herself laying facedown, rather cozy-like, and securely weighted down. The weight raised itself slightly, and Kagome did the same, turning her head to the side as she did so.
For the second time, chocolate met gold as the pair locked their eyes together for what seemed like an ethereal eternity. Then the wheels began to turn in Kagome's head.
She blinked once. 3…
She blinked twice. 2…
She stared inane. 1…
It clicked.
"KYEEEAAIIII!"
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