A/N: This is my first story so I will be accepting anything type of compliments or even criticism. So please feel free to share your thoughts.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own any of these characters. I do own the plot of this story, thanks to a wonderful friend of mine who helped me write it. Thank you Kags!
The brilliant blue skies of the early afternoon now streaked pink with the oncoming of dusk. Here and there a slight shimmer could be seen as the first few stars peered out from beneath the blanket of clouds, intent on starting their night early. The rolling grass of green fields slowly became empty and silent as the various mammal inhabitants abandoned their foraging to settle down for the evening. Time stretched on and soon the skies of Japan were colored an inky blue, signaling the arrival of night. It was here, among the pitch-black sky, the silhouette of a snow white feather could be seen contrasting against the dark heavens above. A lone figure was seated atop the plume and it was clear from the way she kept shifting back and forth that she was searching for something. Or someone.
The woman in question was none other than Kagura, the incarnation of Naraku, and her objective was to find the wolf prince and dispose of him. It was clear by the scowl upon her delicate features that she was not pleased with this, finding such a task trivial and beneath her, but she was unable to disobey he who held her heart captive. Annoyed with the lack of results from her searching, she guided the feather to the ground, landing gently. As she stood, she reached out and snagged the now shrunken plume, placing it within her hair for safe-keeping. It was impossible to find where the remainder of the wolf tribe would be since their leader was constantly on the move. With a disgusted sigh, she wondered what course of action would be best to take, seeing that returning to the castle was out of the question. Not that she wanted to go back to that desolate place at the moment anyway.
As the sky darkened overhead the search for Naraku and his followers ended. Kouga cursed under his breath as his search drew to a close for the night. He looked back at his wolves, both tired and hungry, looking at there leader for his next move. He sat down on a boulder with a huff as he thought about where he should begin his next search for the evil half demon. A light breeze blew past the small group, ruffling his hair and tail lightly, carrying something on it. Kouga's eyes widened at the familiar scent he picked up on the wind, a growl escaping his throat as he thought of the demon this scent belonged to. He quickly stood, sniffing the air. A dark smirk formed, showing a pointy fang, as he sniffed out the direction the scent was coming from. He looked to his wolves, giving a slight nod of his head, then turned running in the direction of the wind user.
Delicate ears picked up the sound of approaching footsteps. A slender brow lofted and she turned, a hand reaching into the folds of her kimono to pull out her weapon of choice, a fan made from the bones of Naraku. Lips twisting into a smirk, she waited patiently for the miserable wolf to approach her, knowing from their past run-in's that his reckless behavior would cause him to make the first move. Ruby hues narrowed and she slowly opened her fan, a shoulder raising in a dainty shrug to loosen the fabric of her kimono, allowing her to remove her arm to give her the maximum mobility she needed to battle. At the sight of his familiar dust cloud, scarlet lips parted as she called out to him, her voice taunting.
"You saved me time, miserable wolf. It's good that you're so eager to meet with your demise."
Jumping out of the whirl wind was none other than the young wolf prince. He was crouched low, a smirk planted on his face. He stood slowly, his eyes narrowing on the wind users figure. His held his hands at his sides, his claws growing in length as he prepared to attack. His voice was low, angry, as he spoke, "I thought I smelt your disgusting scent. I'm actually kinda glad I ran into you because now I can kill your nasty ass and get one step closer to destroying Naraku."
A brow raised and scarlet lips twisted into an amused grin. The arrogance of this wolf never ceased to amaze her. Holding her fan out, she let it slide open, grasping the base firmly between delicate fingers. Shaking her head in mild disapproval at his words, she chuckled beneath her breath raising the fan above her head. Her body turned slightly and the pose she struck was one like her namesake, if she had been a normal woman, she'd look like she was about to dance. However, Kagura was anything but a normal woman.
"Your intelligence for conversation leaves me speechless as usual. I'm going to enjoy killing you ."
Kouga's lips snarled at her words, letting out a low growl. He crouched down low, his claws extending in length. He scowled at the sorceress in front of him, his voice harsh, "Damn You! You'll pay for what you did to my comrades!!" He suddenly sprung towards her with all of his power, his claws slicing at her delicate flesh.
Scarlet eyes widened in mild surprise as the sound of tearing fabric reached her ears. A stinging pain coursed through her and she emitted a hiss, turning her body to avoid a collision with his own. Sliding a foot backwards, she assumed a fighting stance and sneered at the enraged wolf prince.
"You disgusting little worm. You'll pay for ruining my kimono."
Raising an arm above her head, she swayed as if dancing to invisible music. Turning on the spot, she dropped her arm and sliced her fan through the air, causing crescents of glowing light to emit from her fan and streak towards his unprotected backside. Lips twisted into a cruel smirk and she chuckled, amused by the thought of his impending pain.
Kouga's eyes widened at the sight of the all to familiar blades coming at him. He twisted his body, dodging the blades as best as he could. He grunted in pain as one struck his back, causing him to fall to one knee, causing another blade to slice open his shoulder. A low growl was heard as he pushed himself up off of the ground, blood streaming down his right arm, causing a puddle to form beneath him. His fist clenched as his eyes locked on her figure once more, a cocky smirk forming on his handsome features. "Do you honestly think you can kill me that easily sorceress?" He scoffed at her, laughing, "Please... I'm not a prince for nothing. I made a promise to my fallen men that I would kill the one responsible for there deaths, and I'm gonna keep that promise by KILLING YOU!" He charged at her once more, using the shikon shards in his legs. He was tired of playing with her and decided to end the battle once and for all. His claws ready to strike, instead of aiming for her, which he knew she would expect. He sliced at her fan, ripping it, sending small shreds floating to the ground at her feet.
The sound of flesh being torn, the sight of the crimson blood that belonged to the wolf prince, it was intoxicating and it brought a smile to her painted lips. She reveled in his pain, but the pleased smile on her face quickly turned into one of unbridled anger as he lunged to attack her once more, scarlet hues widening in shock as her fan was ripped from her grasp. The attack on her weapon took her by surprise and she stood there, dumbfounded, at the sight of the tear in her fan. Taking a step backwards, she turned her gaze to him and her eyes narrowed in a fiery glare.
"You… horrid creature." Her voice had dropped to a low hiss, her hand still grasping the broken fan. While she wasn't completely powerless without it, the fan helped her control her powers. She didn't think she'd be able to attack him with precision if she tried, and she knew he knew that. Her mind went to work quickly weighing out the situation. Moving to take another step, she resolved to flee, knowing that she had to move quickly or else he'd take advantage of the situation. Reaching upwards, she grasped the feather in her hair and threw it downwards, unable to keep her insolent tongue silenced.
"You fight dirty, wolf. And you'll pay for it with your life.