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AN: This was taken from the beginning of the story. Well, since I was so curious why Tenseiga saved Sesshoumaru from the attack of Inuyasha wearing his Tessaiga. This might be too short and many grammars and vocabs mistakes, but I hope you like it. Thanks 4 finding this fic. R&R please!
Natsuv, Sept '03
Heart of Tenseiga
Not like my brother that was created to kill a hundred youkai in one strike, I'm a sword that was created to save a hundred lives in one strike. May name is Tenseiga, the healer sword.
Me and my brother were created from the same fang—the strongest youkai at that time. My brother was given to Inuyasha, the youngest child of the youkai, while I was given to the older, Sesshoumaru.
It had been flashed in my mind that Sesshoumaru would never like me. His heart was cold. His eagerness to be the strongest was very big. That's why he wanted Tessaiga, my brother, to be his sword. But because he was rejected by the protector partition, he couldn't use it. For honestly, I was so mad and sad and angry because from beginning he considered me as a useless sword. Mess! But I also felt confused, why he didn't throw me away?
The time passed slowly, I still wasn't used by him, only placed at the youkai's waist. I couldn't refrain my anger towards him anymore. I wanted to shout and tell him, 'Throw me away if you indeed don't need me!' But I had no power, I was just a sword anyway. Then I realized and began to ask why the strongest youkai—his father—gave me to his older child that was so wicked and cold like this! Whereas in fact, I could be more useful if was given to the gentle hands that would use me to save lives.
One day, Sesshoumaru planned to make a new sword. At that time, I had relied on my fate of becoming the never-used sword. But the sword-maker instead made a situation that placed him and his brother, Inuyasha, in a fight, and touched on about me. Finally the youkai couldn't resist anymore, he became angrier and said to his brother that the hanyou didn't even have a sense to use Tessaiga because he didn't even know about the slicer wind. The hanyou was confused, but because of potion's influence in his body and eyes, his smelled sense was sharpened and finally realized about what the slicer wind was. Actually I didn't want to know whether the Youkai would be dead because of thet incredible slashed. But I should not do that! Because I…Because I wanted to know the reason why I must regard him as my master!
I saved his life, though he suffered serious injuries. But the human child that kept coming to meet Sesshoumaru, slowly opened my mind. Though he was cold and mean, but I believed he still had a kindness far in his heart that for a long time was covered by so-cold ice. Until, finally, I felt surer when he saved the little girl from the death by using me. Though saying that he just wanted to try my power, but I knew he indeed wanted desperately to save the girl. If he's not, how could I give responds towards him? Then I decided, though at the next time Sesshoumaru would make a new stronger sword or throw me away or even say I wasn't useful again, I would devote myself to him, because he was my master!
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AN: Okay, that's a short one, huh? Thanks for reading! If you still have times please leave review! I must be sure I didn't make any mistakes or my story was quite good or even bad. But don't sue me please! This was my first Inuyasha fic.
Ja ne
Natsuv