What could be wrong..Tessaiga?
Sesshoumaru clawed hand gripped at the battered handle...pulling it from the colding limp hand..it didn't reject him, instead..it shook, Sesshoumaru's ears could pick up its cries, could it be..its mourns the half breed's death?
His golden eyes drifted to the bloody form that was his younger brother, his fire rat outfit was torn and stained with his blood giving darker red to his robes, deep wounds scarred all around oozing with his warm blood which will soon go to cold, one particular wound was on his chest, deep and pooled in blood..His silver hair was spread untamed in the grass, many strands held his blood, his bangs mostly did, his once determined golden eyes which would glare such hatred to him were no dull and lifeless as was his face, expressionless, his warm skin was slowly paling to white as blood drained from his body...
Sesshoumaru stared at his father's fang...why didn't Tessaiga transform? It didn't reject him..now that the worthless half breed was dead, It would need to choose its new master "Tessaiga...are you mourning for him?.." Sesshoumaru asked, his eyes glared at sword, It mourned for HIM, The Worthless half demon who was the cause of his father's death!? The demon lord let a growl escape his throat, he stared down at his younger brother's bloody corpse.."Even in death.." His hand clenched on Tetsuseiga's handle before he stabbed the blunt sword into the ground beside him brother, Was His father's sword never to be used again? Now that it refuses another who wishes to have it? Who deserves it such as himself? The Sword of Destruction..the sword that can kill a hundred demons in a single swipe...was out of action now that Inuyasha was dead?
Sesshoumaru stared long and hard at his brother..then back at Tessaiga...the thought of his father's sword not being used, Not being used for what it was made for made his blood boil..
Suddenly something on his waist shook, Sesshoumaru glanced down, Tenseiga... What..You wished to be drawn? He reached down unsheathing the Sword of Healing, staring at the sword radiate its blue glow..it pulsed over Inuyasha's bloodied figure, Tensiega..you wish for Inuyasha's life? To answer his question..the small demon's from hell became visible in his eyes, they were gathered around Inuasha's body, holding scythes and chains...As much as it angered Sesshoumaru, He won't refuse his father's sword..
Lifting it he gave a luminious swipe, destroying the little demons who cried out in protest as they were sliced, Sesshoumaru sheathed his calmed sword and watched...Inuyasha hadn't moved..his eyes widened slightly as Inuyasha's body suddenly twitched..his eyes falling shut as his breath returned his lungs...his injured chest rising and falling softly..He was alive..
The elder brother turned away, deciding it was his cue to leave..
Little Brother...you live on for another day...But what was Tenseiga trying to tell him? Tessaiga has a mind of its own..as did Tensiega..Was it not fate for his brother to die at his claws?
Father..What are you trying to teach me?
(( Whew! Read it over a few times to check for any mistakes, I tried hard to detail it! Hope this makes sense ^^' Rate and Review and I shall create more Inuyasha soon! ^^ See ya bros! ))