I do not own Inuyasha
Prompt: Second Best
Word Count: 452
'Pathetic humans' was his signature thought when he laid eyes on any human who dared to cross his path, back then and even today.
'Wretched wench' was the first thought that came to him upon setting his eyes on her after all this time.
He had remembered her; it was his brother's wife.
Assertive, hasty, unamusing, and he could even remember making the assessment that she was unfit even for Inuyasha.
This of course said a lot about his perception of her. Her presence was not a welcomed one, no not at all. He remembered how he felt when she disappeared over 500 years ago. Not a loss. She didn't belong with them. He believed that ever since he found out where she came from, and was glad she was sent back after the final battle, but only to be allowed to return three years later, and to tie her life to his brother.
The union between the two was ridiculous.
She was subordinate to her predecessor, in looks, in character, and in power; Inuyasha's rebound.
Other than defeating Naraku she had no function in their world. The only reason he was regretful for his numerous attempts on her life in their earlier interactions was because he knew her mediocre powers were needed to assist in killing Naraku, if not for that he would have gladly made a second attempt to melt her face off with his poisonous claws. A thoughtful threat that he was ready to carry out as he saw her standing there before him. He could tell she was battling on whether to approach him while he was in such a ferocious state or make the smart decision to flee for her life. She should have been scared, she was nothing to him, and her friendly overtures in the past were not reciprocated one bit nor were her attempts at finding some interfamily bond, remembering this, he shouldn't have been shocked when his fierce disposition didn't make her take off and spare him the dishonorable act of killing his late brother's mate, but instead she took him back five hundred years with her tend to voice.
'Am I alright she asks…' he takes a moment to look at her through questionable eyes instead of untamed ones.
She had not aged since the last time he saw her, which could mean one of two things. She either had gained the ability of immortality and lived out the last five centuries as he had, OR that in reality it had not been five hundred years past for her, and it was only he who hadn't seen her in five hundred years.….that only made him wonder more…
'What was she doing here?'