I should be working on my other stories. But I keep getting ideas and I want to write them down before I forget. So enjoy this new story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. It's so sad.

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Yumi stared at her ceiling. Her room was simple. Rice paper walls with a sliding door and a huge futon in the center made her room follow the simplicity that was a fondness in Japanese art. But her ceiling was a thing of beauty. A painting of hell. Painted in the early Kamakura period, her younger brother Kane had painted it for her. Such simple, elegant, lines connected to make the hell scroll or Jigoku Soshi to make a thing of magnificence. Red flames shot to the sky as humans burned and demons attacked. Red and black, the main colors made a scene of terror. It was merely a very accurate copy of the true scroll, but Yumi loved it so.

Tomorrow was her 17th birthday. Thunder cracked as a tear rolled down her face. She didn't know why. She wiped the sign of weakness away from her golden eyes and snapped her head towards her door.

"Kiyoshi, the thunder scared you." Her voice was cold. You could feel shivers go down your spine from her voice. Calm, yet so cold. Her father had stated that she sounded like her uncle once. She knew not who her uncle was so the comment ceased to ever bother her.

"Yes, can...can I ...I sleep with you." The boy's voice stuttered not of fear of the older, but of fear of the thunder. One would wonder how such a person could stand before such an older and be afraid of thunder.

Yumi nodded her head and rolled over for the fourteen year old to crawl in. Kiyoshi was her youngest brother. He was a coward. Yet he looked up to the cold, dark, person that was his sister. He saw though her tough exterior to the warmth that laid inside. His short black hair stuck to his forehead as he snuggled under the covers. He shut his brown eyes. He hated the painting his sister was so fond of.

"Why do you like that painting so much, Yumi?"

"Because of what I see when I look at it," Yumi's voice still as cold as summer's night air.

"What is it that you see," Kiyoshi questioned? It puzzled him. He saw terror and death, but somehow he knew the silver haired form next to him saw more.

"You need not worry. You would not understand. Sleep, there is school in the morning."

Kiyoshi snuggled under the blankets more. The scroll painting made him feel as if hell was coming for him. Yet, the comfort of his sister made him feel safe. Kiyoshi fell asleep to these thoughts. Fearing a ceiling, yet feeling safe at the same time. Yumi lay awake till she was sure her brother was asleep. Then she too allowed the night to take her.

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I don't think I will continue this story anytime soon. It was very hard to write. I hope you all liked it nonetheless though.

I tried to find a link so you could see the painting I talk of in the story. I found it in a book called History of Art, by H. W. Janson. If you find a link I would be very so grateful.

A little history on the painting 'Jigoku Soshi'

Painted in the early Kamakura period, it's estimated to be painted around 1200 AD. The actual scroll is 10" in height. You can find it at the Tokyo National Museum. If you ever saw the episode of Inuyasha with the painter of pictures of hell, you could think of this painting along those lines. This hell is supposedly an idea of the Buddhist hell. At the time it was painted people in Europe couldn't draw flames like the ones in the painting yet. Be forewarned that this painting has naked women in it. (I go to museums every once and a while, so this was not new to me, but to some it could be.)

Names and their meanings

Yumi- beauty

Kane- golden

Kiyoshi- quiet