Sorry I was late on this update, and if any of you readers are my frequents, I'm sorry I haven't updated anything else much. I'll try to get motivated.


Ch. 3: Priestess

"Ryou, wake up please!"

Sakura nudged her "brother" softly, but he only groaned.

She sighed. Both boys sure did get a tough knock to the head, but they hadn't seemed to notice.

She suddenly heard rustling and turned to see the source of it—the doglike, white-haired boys of before.

"YEEEEEEEKK!!!"

"Damn, you're so loud!" Inuyasha growled, shifting Yami Bakura's weight on his shoulders.

"So," Sesshoumaru said complacently, bending down to stroke Bakura's right ear. "So this is really Ryou. I've quite missed his infuriating meddling."

The taiyoukai lifted Ryou into his arm and cuddled him like a pup.

"Wake up, fool," he said as softly as he could.

Bakura stirred, his eyes opening halfway to gaze at Sesshoumaru.

"Are you alright?" Sesshoumaru queried in his stoic manner.

"Nii-sama...I..."

Unable to finish his sentence, he began to vomit on his brother.

"Urgh! Disgusting!" Sesshoumaru groaned. He held his brother by the scruff of his neck to separate them while the younger continued to empty his stomach.

"Unh...I'm sorry, Sessh..."

Sesshoumaru's eyes glinted dangerously, but he only sighed.

"It's all right. I must go bathe."


Sakura was left very confused by all this. She felt something strange, and it came from being in proximity of a certain lord.

"I may be daft, but perhaps he's feeling the same way. Maybe I should ask him," she decided.

After seeing that her brother and Yami Bakura were fine, she asked Inuyasha where she might find his brother.

"It's in that direction," he told her, pointing to his right. "But if he's in a pissy mood, just come back here. Promise me that, or you'll have forfeited your life to him."

"I promise."

Sakura followed Inuyasha's single direction until she reached an immense lake. In it, she saw a great demon-dog gamboling in the shallow end before taking a great leap into the deeper parts. Halfway through its bathing session, however, its ears pricked and its white nose twitched. With a snarl of annoyance (she didn't know how she knew), it totally submerged itself—no small feat, due to the Dog's size—and the humanoid Sesshoumaru emerged from the depths, swimming expertly to the shallows once again.

"What do you require, girl?" he asked indifferently.

"How...how did you do that?" Sakura asked incredulously.

"That was my truest and purest form. I am able to pass from it to this form easily. Although I do have pride in my appearance as a demon dog, I find it much more convenient to be somewhat small. It is easier to travel under a human alias."

"You mean, of course, before someone sees the crescent moon and marks on your face?"

"Hmph. I can assure you with certainty that very few live long enough to spread their words."

He motioned for her to turn. She did so, blushing as she heard the rustling that signified that the dog-demon was getting dressed.

"You may turn now."

Sakura turned and her blush deepened. Sesshoumaru wasn't wearing the top part of his kimono. He also seemed to have a dragon's limb attached to his left arm, which was cut off halfway to the elbow. She decided not to ask, just in case she struck something that would make him hate her.

"Now. What is it that you want?"

Sakura looked up to the demon's face, wondering how he could keep it so lax all the time.

"I was just wondering...I feel as if I've met you before. I think I would remember a face like yours, though, so I'm pretty sure I haven't. And I also feel close to you," she added, the blush returning to her face. "Do you feel anything like that?"

Sesshoumaru indeed felt it, and in his heart he wanted to blurt it all out, but he didn't even know this ningen girl, so he merely asked a question.

"...What is your name, girl?"

"Er...Sakura Bakura..."

Sesshoumaru's eyes widened. That name. Could it mean what he thought?

"Bakura, you say? I believe I know why we feel drawn to each other. My father had another affair with a woman named Bakura, before Inuyasha's mother. She was one of the few with two names"

He must have been some sugar daddy, Sakura thought. He had four bundles of joy, it seems, from three different women!

"So help us demons, we were enthralled by her—your—beauty. Despite her miko lineage, we found it impossible to hate her for it. She was a wonderful woman. I only wish I could have been her mate...I was younger then..."

"Well, that is obvious," Sakura said. "Not to offend you or anything."

Sesshoumaru gave her a look of reprove, but she said she had meant no offense. Maybe he'd let it slide this one time...

"I found her impossible to hate. For my father, she was too irresistible to ignore... and she looked exactly like you."

"Wha?!" Sakura shrieked. "You mean...you mean I'm a sort of..."

"Not 'sort of.' You are the reincarnation of her, exactly like that wench Kagome is of my brother's bitch, Kikyo."


That's it for this chapter. I think I'll start doing replies to reviewers in the beginning of the next chapter (if I get any). It's not like it's a lot to add if I get any reviews. It's a new thing I could try. By the way, Sakura is a character I made up for my Yu-Gi-Oh stories. There was never another priestess that Inutaisho liked or anything. I try not to make Sakura like a Mary Sue, but I guess she probably is one. WAAHH!

R&R, please!!!!