A Precarious Situation
Jesse(Thats me) typed through Sesshomaru and Miroku's POVs
Deanna(friend) typed through Jaken, Rins and Inuyasha's POVs
We didnt know what the other was going to say or do, and had to just roll with it. So if it gets strange or bad, sorry about that. Its not complete yet. We own nothing.
Summery: Sesshoumaru almost drowned.
(Jaken's POV)
Oh, this is such an embarrassing situation. If he were to die like this...
I knew that I'd probably be beaten, possibly killed, for going to get that insufferable hanyou's help, especially considering the circumstances... but, I couldn't just let Sesshoumaru-sama die like that. Rin probably would have killed herself after, and I didn't want to be left all alone. This is awful!
As I crested the hill of the village, I scanned the surrounds quickly. The moment I started down the hill I'd probably start tumbling, even though I'd left nintoujou behind. I spotted that hanyou and the monk walking toward the village from the road, carrying bundles of rice.
"Inuyasha-sama!" I shouted, feeling dirty for giving him a much higher position than he deserved. I ran toward him, trying to keep my balance. He appeared to have noticed me, since when I sat up after tumbling down the hill, he was standing above me.
"What is it, toad?" That smirk, oh, I couldn't stand it!
"Sesshoumaru-sama needs help! He'll die!" Mentally I smacked myself, but he could have already been dead by now.
The hanyou's face paled and he picked me up by my shirt (it hurt), dropping the bales. He took off running the direction I had come, probably following my scent trail (though his nose wasn't nearly as good as Sesshoumaru-sama's).
"What happened?" he asked (shouted) at me.
"Well, he saved Rin but he..." I left off as we arrived at the spot. Rin sat on the ground, crying, staring into the spot in the lake where she had vanished under the surface only minutes earlier. I was surprised at the hanyou's speed. He reached for Tessaiga as he dove into the water, and I hung my head in shame. He was expecting some sort of lake youkai. But he wouldn't find any save for my master.
(Sesshoumaru's POV)
Sesshoumaru seemed to be floating, just a few feet under water, staring up at the surface. Now this is perplexing.. Sesshoumaru had never been in water as far back as he could remember, so when he pulled Rin out, the last thing he expected was to take her place.
He had kicked and thrashed (in a graceful way of course) in a attempt to resurface, only to find a horribly embarrassing conclusion... This Sesshoumaru.. was unable to swim. But he would never ever admit it to anyone (if he got out of this) he had the briefest of moments to wonder if he had even heard of a dog that couldn't swim, these thoughts only made his humility feel heavier on his shoulders. At least no one of any worth is here to see me in this situation.. I'd have to kill them just to save my reputation.. A sudden splash toward shore caused Sesshoumaru to look around, his first thought being Rin trying a foolish attempt to save him. The last he thought he'd see would be Inuyasha swimming toward him with wide golden eyes staring at him in shock..perfect.. I'm going to kill Jaken this time..
(Inuyasha's POV)
Inuyasha couldn't make any sense of it. He looked around. He could clearly see Sesshoumaru in the water, but couldn't find his assailant. He couldn't tell if Sesshoumaru was unconscious, but the toad had mentioned something about saving Rin, so he couldn't have just passed out while flying over. Why would that happen anyway He reached Sesshoumaru, keeping his ears open for any signs of attack. He couldn't see any blood... He looked down at Sesshoumaru as he looped his arm around him. He was alive, but he wasn't trying to breathe anymore. It took a moment for Inuyasha to realize that the golden eyes looking into his own were not glazed over, but help the spark of consciousness.
He lifted them both above the surface, though it took quite a bit of effort. While Sesshoumaru himself wasn't very heavy, his armor and fur weighed a ton at least. He took a deep, gasping breath as Sesshoumaru closed his eyes.
Don't you dare!
He shook Sesshoumaru, but the bastard still wouldn't breathe. Dammit! He heard splashing then, and glanced up quickly to find Miroku wading into the water. Holding Sesshoumaru tight to his body, he made his way to the shore as quickly as he could. Miroku was right. The middle of the lake was not the place to be doing this.
"Dammit, Sesshoumaru, don't you even think about dying on me..." He wasn't sure what else he could do. Maybe Miroku...
(Miroku's POV)
Miroku wading into the water watching Inuyasha and the seemingly unconscious Sesshoumaru, face showing concern for his friend. Come on Inuyasha, don't be stupid.. bring him in.. he lowered his head slightly, a look of hopelessness for his friends mind who seemed as small as a child half Rins age at times.
Inuyasha finally made it to shore, Miroku reached out and helped drag Sesshoumaru further onto solid ground. Pushing Inuyasha aside roughly (with only a few curses as a reply) with his staff he went on auto pilot as he checked for Sesshoumarus pulse, it was faint but there. Miroku stared down at the demon laying before them. His lungs.. they are filled with water.. I can tell.
Miroku knew what needed to be done. Taking a deep shaky breath, he trusted his staff into Inuyasha hands and stripped Sesshoumaru of his armor (with visible effort, and a few grunts) then placed his hands on his chest, pushing down and up once. Ok.. you can do this.. His face twisted in slight disgust at the thought of what he was about to do, as his hand repeated its earlier action, and he leaned down slightly, tilting Sesshoumaru's head up and back Just close your eyes.. and pretend its a beautiful woman your rescuing.. yes.. with a nice round... his lips connected and he proceeded to breath in air for Sesshoumaru. (Or in his mind, a beautiful young maiden.)
(Rin's POV)
Rin watched the scene with watery eyes. Please don't die... She hadn't realized, when she carelessly didn't watch for a dropoff, that this was his one venerability. If she had, she never, ever would have gone into the water at all, unless Inuyasha-san was nearby to begin with. So Sesshoumaru-sama wouldn't have to...
Inuyasha-san watched Houshi-sama with wide eyes, words stuck on his tongue. Rin could tell he was upset, he didn't even bother with his disheveled state, or the water in his his ears, which Rin knew he hated.
She watched Sesshoumaru-sama's chest rise and fall with each breath that wasn't his, so afraid that it would be the last time she'd ever see such a simple action. Her own chest heaved with sobs. I killed him.
No sooner did she have that thought that Sesshoumaru's eyes slid open, lazily at first, then wide at Houshi-sama over his mouth. He struggled to breathe, but still seemed unable. Houshi-sama hesitated, watching to see if he could manage. Sesshoumaru-sama's eyes slid closed again, in a way Rin-chan knew meant he would be passive, at least for now.
"Sesshoumaru..." Houshi-sama whispered, then sighed. He reached out and rolled Sesshoumaru on his side, hoping that action would help the youkai to breathe. He prayed to every God he could think of, hoping he wouldn't have to continue with Sesshoumaru now conscious.
Rin could no longer see his face, as he was rolled away from her, toward Inuyasha-san and Houshi-sama. She waited with bated breath as something seemed to catch in Sesshoumaru-sama's throat, and he began coughing violently, his body curling inward against his will. He was hurt. But he'd be okay. The worst of the damage would be to his pride.
She sighed, not noticing Jaken-sama's reaction, and turned away in respect as Sesshoumaru vomited up a large quantity of water. Inuyasha-san's swear made her smile a little. The smile faded as Sesshoumaru-sama gasped and coughed a bit more, but she tried to remind herself it was okay. It meant he was breathing. It meant he was alive.
(Sesshoumaru's POV)
Sesshoumaru was having more difficulty then he would want to admit trying to regain his composure. He closed his eyes rolling onto his other side, waiting for his migraine to subside, mildly listening to his idiotic brother swearing in the background, and the monk trying to defend his action of putting his filthy, unworthy lips upon this Sesshoumaru's mouth. He started to grind his teeth together, the only reason the monk was still breathing was because Sesshoumaru knew why he did it and that he would have probably died if he hadn't. In a sense he was in the monks debt, but he shrugged that thought away, deciding sparing his filthy life payed it off. He flinched as a particularity loud swear from Inuyasha. Does he really have to be loud all the time? Tilting his head slightly, he listened for Rin's heart rate, which was slowing steadily. He mentally sighed softly as he noted she was calming down from her earlier panic attack, to his relief, he wasn't in the mood to hear her worried, not to mentioned high-pitched voice right now, not with his head pounding with fury at its last few minutes with lack of oxygen.
He growled softly, halting half way through it, stunned at how weak it sounded, even to him. The monk and his brother must have noticed as well because their conversation halted instantly, and to Sesshoumaru's slight grim satisfaction he glanced over his shoulder to see the monk stiffen slightly. That soon passed when he remembered why they were gawking at him. Sesshoumaru growled again in anger, more forcefully, only causing him to fall into another coughing fit that he struggled to hold in as much as possible, which only made him start to dry heave a few times.
Worried looks passed over the monk and Inuyasha's faces, the hanyou even daring to come to his side. Sesshoumaru turned away immediately, eyes narrowing dangerously before closing again as another wave of pain passed through his head. Damn it.. why.. of all demons, hanyou's AND humans, did Inuyasha and the monk have to be here.. to see this. This is.. This is.. He mentally sighed, only having one word for this situation. Pathetic. He heard a shuffle near his legs, and a waft of Jaken's scent hit his nose. His anger reached new heights as the reason for the hanyou's and monks arrival caught his attention.
Reflexively his leg swung, kicking Jaken hard in the head, sending him flying a few yards away, a large lump already on his forehead from the connection. Sesshoumaru opened his eyes slightly, watching with a smirk at his work as Jaken flew away from him. At least he was able to kick him decently, even in this condition. Turning his eyes to the side again, he glanced at Inuyasha, who was still testing his existence by leaning over him, with that.. worried look.. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes slightly. Pity. This.. this HANYOU was daring to pity this Sesshoumaru? How.. Dare.. He.
Although he knew, that if Inuyasha hadn't come when he did, he would have joined his father in death, anger still sparked at the thought of it. He mentally slapped himself in the forehead, his mind moving back to his father. How totally MORTIFYING would it have been.. to.. to EXPLAIN that to father. He at least died, in his mind, a noble death. Sesshoumaru thought about it for a moment, knowing he would feel like a child again if he was faced with the task of explaining a death like that to his father. How would I even tell him? "Hello father, nice to see you again. Why am I here? I drowned trying to save a small human girl. So how have you been?"
Sesshoumaru furrowed his eyebrows, already hearing his fathers laughter in his head. Oh of course he would have felt bad for his son, for being dead, but the death would have defiantly made his father look at him differently. (and maybe even chuckle.. every time he saw him) Not that he looked at me in that great of a light to begin with. Sesshoumaru finally pushed the thoughts away completely, It didn't happen at least.. but.. He focused on Inuyasha againSomething just as horrid took its place. Sesshoumaru took a deep, raspy breath, giving Inuyasha the strongest glare he could muster at the moment (which wasn't as strong as he thought it was) and said in a low voice in a attempt to sound threatening, ignoring the fact that it cracked a little with his first three words,
"Just what are..."
He took another breath, his voice hardening and becoming more normal, though still low,
"..you so fascinated about, hanyou?"
(Inuyasha's POV)
Inuyasha was unable to resist the urge to stare stupidly at Sesshoumaru for a moment. Fascinated…? After a moment he collected himself, and turned away with a "Keh! Who'd be fascinated with you?" He almost turned back around when Sesshoumaru coughed again. It wouldn't seem like much to anyone else, and Miroku didn't seem to be worried at all, but Inuyasha could tell that bastard was trying as hard as he could to hold it in. His ears flattened. Sesshoumaru was going to hurt himself worse if he kept this up.
Not wanting to bother with the ungrateful jerk any more than necessary, he turned and looked for Miroku, who he realized was missing. He found him a moment later, standing knee-deep in the water. "Oy, Miroku."
"Yes?" Miroku paused in his search for his left sandal. Standing, he looked over his shoulder at Inuyasha.
"Stay out of the water. I don't wanna have to save your ass, too. That youkai might still be in there." Inuyasha crossed his arms and shook his head slightly, only now realizing the horrible water that swished around in his ears.
Miroku appeared surprised. "There's no youki here, aside from Sesshoumaru's. I doubt the lake poses any danger."
So he killed it, then. A great weight lifted from Inuyasha's shoulders, and he allowed himself to relax, no longer needing to be on guard. Now that it was safe and Sesshoumaru didn't appear to be in any immediate danger from anything, except perhaps himself, Inuyasha quickly went to work getting the water out of his ears, and wringing out his hair. No wonder he's so uptight about this. Inuyasha thought. Killing the damn thing and then dying is probably worse than just failing to kill it outright. Inuyasha knew he'd have probably been just as embarrassed in Sesshoumaru's stead. Still, he doesn't have to be so ungrateful about it, and acting perfectly fine when he's obviously—
Hey! Inuyasha had absently glanced in Sesshoumaru's direction, only to discover that Sesshoumaru was on his feet and attempting to leave. He was only about ten feet from him, but he'd been so absorbed in his thoughts that he hadn't even noticed. Jeez. This is what happens when I think too hard. He took a step toward Sesshoumaru, intending to stop him.
(Sesshoumaru's POV)
Sesshoumaru watched Inuyasha's back, eyes narrowed at the offensive response. How dare he answer him in that manner? Did he think he wasn't a threat in this state? Oh he would show him what was fascinating about himself, his claws. He watched Inuyasha turn his attention on the monk. He readied himself, about to raise his hand to claw Inuyasha (very much intending to poison him while he was at it) but Inuyasha's next words made him freeze instantly.
"Stay out of the water. I don't wanna have to save your ass, too. That youkai might still be in there."
Sesshoumaru's mind back peddled quickly, the words leaving him slightly stunned. He didn't know..? Hadn't he realized? He can't really be that stupid. But apparently Inuyasha could be. Sesshoumaru was slightly irradiated to be related to such a dense creature, but was mostly thankful. Maybe.. I can leave without him noticing. If I stay to long, even Inuyasha will figure out what happened, and there is no need for any MORE embarrassment today. Slowly he stood, his legs feeling weaker then normal, causing his balance to be off. He felt his body sway, and naturally he was to stubborn to acknowledge the weakness in his legs that were begging for him to get his weight off them. He then moved his leg forward slightly to take the first step to freedom, but of course Inuyasha in his annoying way spotted him.
Sesshoumaru saw him jump to his feet and take a step toward him in one hasty movement. Sesshoumaru immediately tried to step backward away from him, only to his dismay and utter horror, his ankle hit his armor (which was still laying innocently on the ground) his balance failed, and he fell backward with a loud thud, his legs draped over the armor, staring up at the sky with widened eyes. His hair was thrown across the grass and messy, bangs sticking to his face still damp from the lake, lips parted in mute shock at what had just happened to him. ...I should have drowned.
