Lost
By Usako Hashiba
Note
Thank you to reviewers: The Unnamed Demon, Toki1, and gatogirl1. I really apprenticed your input. Disclaimer
Inu-yasha and its characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I only own the characters that I created in this story.
Chapter One - Longings and Meetings
A group of small boys played on the outskirts of their village, the sounds of laughter filling the air. They were so involved in their game that they made no notice of a pair of eyes watching them.
The eyes weren't malevolent, rather the gold pair was sad. Shori sighed deeply and shifted in her hiding spot, a shadowed section of the tree that allowed her to watch without being seen by the boys.
Shori closed her eyes just as a memory opened.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
It was bright and sunny, a summer day. A perfect day for playing. Shori sat on her hunches, crouching low in the tall grass, ears alert. He was here somewhere, waiting for her guard to drop. Well that wasn't happening.
Perky dog ears twitched as a small sound of movement reached them. Shori tensed and sniffed the air before relaxing. Only a mouse. She relaxed only for something to slam into her.
A familiar face hovered over hers, smirk in place, as a boy her age pinned to the ground.
"I win!" he said triumphantly.
"We'll just see about that, Inu!" she returned, shifting her weight to roll him . . .
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Shori's eyes snapped open. Her claws dug into the tree before the tension was released. 'The boy . . . my twin . . . his name is Inu,' she thought but no, that wasn't right. She was missing a piece.
'Inu was probably a short version of his name that I used instead of his full name,' she thought to herself before concentrating. 'Now what is his name?'
Blank. Shori growled softly. She was beginning to get tired of this "no information available" attitude her brain was presenting.
Shori shifted her position on her perch so she naps without having worry about falling. A nap was definitely needed to rid her of this migraine.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Sesshoumaru spied a group of young human boys playing and look of distaste entered his cold eyes. Stupid humans.
He was about to skirt the edge of group, killing those weaklings wouldn't be any fun, when a scent caught his nose.
Half-demon blood. Which meant . . .. His sharp eyes spotted a figure napping in the upper limbs of a tree.
Long white hair was stark against bright red clothing; clawed hands were tightly clutching a sword even in sleep. 'Inu-yasha,' he mentally snarled.
With the possible exception of Naraku, the bane of his existence. The little thorn in his side. His weak, half-human little brother. And by the smell and looks of things, his stupid comrades were nowhere in sight.
The opportunity was too much to resist. The youkai swiftly made his way to the tree and got himself up to the branch. He raised his claws to strike.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The smell of dog youkai and sounds of someone moving up her tree was her only warning. Her eyes snapped open and acting on instinct, she threw herself to the side. The clawed hand hit the branch, only catching a few strands of her white hair.
The hanyou landed heavily on the ground and stared at the attacking youkai that landed a few feet from her. He was tall, taller than her. He was dressed in mostly white hair and had hair about the length of hers. Pointed ears, closer to human than hers, poked out from under the hair, as was a black crescent moon on his forehead. Slanted gold eyes burning with cold hatred stared into her startled pair.
The youkai smirked, "Surprised, Inu-yasha? One would think you would be expecting me."
'Inu-yasha,' Shori thought, confused. Something in her mind clinked, Inu . . Inu-yasha. Her twin.
Shori's hand reached for her sword as the youkai's threatening stance pierced through her thoughts.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. That voice wasn't Inu-yasha's. It was too high. More feminine. He took a closer look at his opponent. Barely visible in the baggy clothes the hanyou wore; Sesshoumaru could make out the swell of breasts. A female.
'How is that she looks so much like Inu-yasha?' Sesshoumaru wondered. Something in his long memory clicked in his head. He remembered that his brother hadn't been a single birth - he had been a twin. A female twin. This had to been her.
He chuckled darkly, "I am Sesshoumaru. You don't know your own elder brother, girl?"
"I have an elder brother?" the female asked, stunned. She looked confused.
"Yes, half-brother actually. I am full youkai, unlike you and your pathetic twin, Inu-yasha."
'A full youkai, not good,' Shori thought to herself. She put her body into a defensive position, wondering how she was going to get out of this one.
"Dokkasou!"
Shori dodged the first claw but the second hand hit her left arm, leaving five deep slashes. She hissed in pain, they burned badly. An sudden, seemingly silly, idea entered her mind.
She threw her blood, watching it mutate into sharp blades that flew at the youkai. He dodged it with practiced ease. Shori unsheathed her sword and watched surprised as the blade lengthened to almost twice her height without getting any wider.
Sesshoumaru smiled, this made things more interesting.
Coming soon:
Chapter Two - Arrival
Don't worry; Shori isn't going to a carbon copy of Inu-yasha. She has few attacks of her own but hasn't quite remembered them yet. Her sword is also different from both the Tetsusaiga and the Tenseiga but you will have to wait to see what those differences and her attacks are. Also I am working on fan art of this but my scanner is being a pain in the rear so no art. If I can ever scan it, I will find somewhere to put it up.
By Usako Hashiba
Note
Thank you to reviewers: The Unnamed Demon, Toki1, and gatogirl1. I really apprenticed your input. Disclaimer
Inu-yasha and its characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I only own the characters that I created in this story.
Chapter One - Longings and Meetings
A group of small boys played on the outskirts of their village, the sounds of laughter filling the air. They were so involved in their game that they made no notice of a pair of eyes watching them.
The eyes weren't malevolent, rather the gold pair was sad. Shori sighed deeply and shifted in her hiding spot, a shadowed section of the tree that allowed her to watch without being seen by the boys.
Shori closed her eyes just as a memory opened.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
It was bright and sunny, a summer day. A perfect day for playing. Shori sat on her hunches, crouching low in the tall grass, ears alert. He was here somewhere, waiting for her guard to drop. Well that wasn't happening.
Perky dog ears twitched as a small sound of movement reached them. Shori tensed and sniffed the air before relaxing. Only a mouse. She relaxed only for something to slam into her.
A familiar face hovered over hers, smirk in place, as a boy her age pinned to the ground.
"I win!" he said triumphantly.
"We'll just see about that, Inu!" she returned, shifting her weight to roll him . . .
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Shori's eyes snapped open. Her claws dug into the tree before the tension was released. 'The boy . . . my twin . . . his name is Inu,' she thought but no, that wasn't right. She was missing a piece.
'Inu was probably a short version of his name that I used instead of his full name,' she thought to herself before concentrating. 'Now what is his name?'
Blank. Shori growled softly. She was beginning to get tired of this "no information available" attitude her brain was presenting.
Shori shifted her position on her perch so she naps without having worry about falling. A nap was definitely needed to rid her of this migraine.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Sesshoumaru spied a group of young human boys playing and look of distaste entered his cold eyes. Stupid humans.
He was about to skirt the edge of group, killing those weaklings wouldn't be any fun, when a scent caught his nose.
Half-demon blood. Which meant . . .. His sharp eyes spotted a figure napping in the upper limbs of a tree.
Long white hair was stark against bright red clothing; clawed hands were tightly clutching a sword even in sleep. 'Inu-yasha,' he mentally snarled.
With the possible exception of Naraku, the bane of his existence. The little thorn in his side. His weak, half-human little brother. And by the smell and looks of things, his stupid comrades were nowhere in sight.
The opportunity was too much to resist. The youkai swiftly made his way to the tree and got himself up to the branch. He raised his claws to strike.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The smell of dog youkai and sounds of someone moving up her tree was her only warning. Her eyes snapped open and acting on instinct, she threw herself to the side. The clawed hand hit the branch, only catching a few strands of her white hair.
The hanyou landed heavily on the ground and stared at the attacking youkai that landed a few feet from her. He was tall, taller than her. He was dressed in mostly white hair and had hair about the length of hers. Pointed ears, closer to human than hers, poked out from under the hair, as was a black crescent moon on his forehead. Slanted gold eyes burning with cold hatred stared into her startled pair.
The youkai smirked, "Surprised, Inu-yasha? One would think you would be expecting me."
'Inu-yasha,' Shori thought, confused. Something in her mind clinked, Inu . . Inu-yasha. Her twin.
Shori's hand reached for her sword as the youkai's threatening stance pierced through her thoughts.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. That voice wasn't Inu-yasha's. It was too high. More feminine. He took a closer look at his opponent. Barely visible in the baggy clothes the hanyou wore; Sesshoumaru could make out the swell of breasts. A female.
'How is that she looks so much like Inu-yasha?' Sesshoumaru wondered. Something in his long memory clicked in his head. He remembered that his brother hadn't been a single birth - he had been a twin. A female twin. This had to been her.
He chuckled darkly, "I am Sesshoumaru. You don't know your own elder brother, girl?"
"I have an elder brother?" the female asked, stunned. She looked confused.
"Yes, half-brother actually. I am full youkai, unlike you and your pathetic twin, Inu-yasha."
'A full youkai, not good,' Shori thought to herself. She put her body into a defensive position, wondering how she was going to get out of this one.
"Dokkasou!"
Shori dodged the first claw but the second hand hit her left arm, leaving five deep slashes. She hissed in pain, they burned badly. An sudden, seemingly silly, idea entered her mind.
She threw her blood, watching it mutate into sharp blades that flew at the youkai. He dodged it with practiced ease. Shori unsheathed her sword and watched surprised as the blade lengthened to almost twice her height without getting any wider.
Sesshoumaru smiled, this made things more interesting.
Coming soon:
Chapter Two - Arrival
Don't worry; Shori isn't going to a carbon copy of Inu-yasha. She has few attacks of her own but hasn't quite remembered them yet. Her sword is also different from both the Tetsusaiga and the Tenseiga but you will have to wait to see what those differences and her attacks are. Also I am working on fan art of this but my scanner is being a pain in the rear so no art. If I can ever scan it, I will find somewhere to put it up.