Tsuki to Taiyou No Ma.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, all credit goes to Rumiko Takahashi.

Note: This story will start rather slow, and chapters will be short. However, please be patient and respect the adventure that is to come.

-Mei-

"The war is over, Mei. You and I shall leave this place now." He addressed to the ethereal figure. His eyes were shadowed by his brow, his body was bare of its elaborate armor skin. He gazed softly at the form of Mei, Tsukuyomi's daughter.

Mei's delicate bare ivory back was all that greeted the tiger. Aizen's abyssal eyes rode the contours and tempting definitions of the heavenly maiden's curvy form.

Mei's body would have truly shone like the moon itself in that moment, had she'd not been so utterly ashamed. It was clear to the tiger that the moon maiden had been forced to gallivant around in lesser clothing to her station, such unworthy harlotry she bared.

Her wears angered him immensely, the unworthy foolish human who had been keeping the young goddess prisoner, had dressed her in the rags of a high-class whore. Mei, as silent as snowfall, stood at the shore of the blood-stained ocean. Her silvery lavender eyes transfixed far into the vast, rolling, ruby waves.

Aizen studied the back of Mei during that moment. Despite the ungodly garments, she blazed brightly of a light. A light that his demonic sub-self silently hungered to possess and devour.

Mei sensed eyes on her and turned to confront the monster behind her. Gazing into the windows of her celestial soul for the first time, Aizen was shocked. Her eyes held more sapphire mixed with lavender, more color than the waves behind her could ever.

The crest of Tsukuyomi, the moon god was upon her forehead. Her heritage came forth with the surge of her power, the silver glowing wisp tattoos swirled up the pale naked flesh of her thighs. Her ivory robin's egg blue mixed hair was tied up in thick intricate knots with many gaudy heavy ornaments, this too angered him.

A goddess as she was, Mei's hair should have been free to flow along the winds and the waves as if it were moonbeams. As his eyes fell to her delicately small feet, he noticed they were occupied by rings and golden chains. A frown crept across his thin lips at the presence of a decapitated body. It belonged to that of a kin killer, her captor, and his rival whom devoid of life laid.

"Silence is a favorite of yours, I presume."

"I give words to whom I please. Do not assume that I will obey you, cat! Now that Yaozu has been slain, I am free. Know that I am grateful, but a demon such as the likes of you is one of who I will never recognize as my master! You, like the human, will never have the power of the moon at your side! You'd have to force this goddess into submission, as all men before you have tried!" She spat.

Aizen heard such anger within the voice of the maiden before him; his massive tail twitched in annoyance at the word "cat". He understood her pain and sorrow but was easily entertained by her defiance toward him. He didn't know how such a heavenly maiden could be so thankful yet disrespectful.

Unbeknownst to Mei, Aizen generally had no intentions of imprisonment for the beautiful creature within his sight. She was supposed to be as free as moonlight, but the dark magic chains that bound her prevented just that. Aizen would gladly remedy that in moments to come.

The weight of the human's soul had not disappeared as Mei had hoped. Yaozu was the human lord who had been at war with the Eastern Tiger Lord, Aizen. Yaozu had found Mei bathing in the waters of a holy spring. Such was forbidden for humans to see a naked goddess. Yaozu first befriended her by claiming he was a lost traveler.

He then seduced her and stole her heavenly robes from her body. First, he threw her nude trembling form down against the grass and proceeded to straddle her. He ignored her cries and pleas, clenching a dark miko's spell between his fingers. Mei begged him to stop, but he ignored her and placed the blackened sutra between her breasts. Her heart thumped painfully loud as his soul entangled with hers.

Mei felt instantaneous pain the moment the taint of the human's soul leeched deep into the purity of her own. It burned her, which summoned a distorted symphony of screams and shrieks from her lips. Through her tears, she listened to Yaozu's reasoning for the crime he'd just committed against the heavens.

It was an act of desperation to receive the blessings of her father and protection for his army. It amused the tiger greatly that the foolish human had believed that if he ransomed the daughter of the moon, then he would be spared from Demon Aizen's wrath.

Tsukuyomi however, being the glamorous god of surprises that he was, shocked all. Unbeknownst to Mei, he had done something unheard of. He blessed the demon, Aizen instead, and that demon had destroyed the opposition with artful finesse as his thanks.

"You are, beautiful beyond words Mei, but you are stupid. What goddess would allow herself to stay chained to a piece of hacked meat, and not flock to the very soul that freed her? All tremble at the sight of my power, but you. Do you wish me to appear like the male who bound you before? To tell you that you are now a spoil of war, and are mine to do with as I please? That you can blame none but yourself for the outcome of this battle?" She heard the tiger beast in front of the forest chuckle darkly.

A silvery tear dropped down her cheek, catching the glow of the moon above. Hesitantly her eyes fell to the headless corpse. There laid the source of her hatred, flayed to pieces in the same sand under her feet. Her glowing orbs fell to her hands and feet. The golden glittering chains that bound her slender milky wrists and feet were gifts of torment, given to her by the fallen human king beside her.

"Yaozu," he heard her utter painfully.

"Poor moon princess, you were starting to love the human." He mused. That earned him a hateful glare.

"If that is what you believe then your eyes deceive you!" She spat.

"Pray tell this one how that might be?" She heard him inquire with a ruggedly lusty purr.

He was playing a game, a game she had no intention of participating in. The man behind her wreaked of thousands of the slaughtered. He was a monster, of whom held no resentment for the sins he committed upon her mother's sacred lands.

"He had the heart of a hero and the leadership of a king. I was to lead him to his greatness, but I only ran him to the event that was his ruin. He was my master, the only one I'd serve willfully and, obey." She recited dutifully. She couldn't believe how easily the words flew from her mouth, it truly did hurt.

"He was ripped apart by a true king. A tiger born from the dead sea. A beast which you could never have prepared a weakling like him for. You are right, you only have yourself to blame for helping such a foolish boy, meet a grateful end." The tiger smiled.

There, Yaozu laid at her feet. Well, what the birds had left of him. Mei's hands curled over her shoulders. Her heart felt hollow, all the warm emotions she had ever felt were sinking in the shifting sand, which slowly swallowed Yaozu corpse so lifeless. The fingers of the corpse still clenched a hairpin, a once holy trinket of her affection. She brought her watery eyes up from Yaozu, to the crimson stained ocean that filled the great beyond.

"A goddess I may not be in your eyes, but know that I do not tremble at the sight of you, lowly demon. It would be beneath me to do so. These festivities of carnage among monsters do not involve me. Leave me be!"

He heard her but did not believe a word of it.

"Your human hero has fallen sky-woman, you are mine to claim." He laughed and pointed a clawed finger at the dead man.

"I will not go with you, and be placed into another state of servitude! You should strike me down right now, right here Aizen!"

"If that is your wish goddess, then I will do so!" He laughed.

He charged her with one of his crimson blades raised, watching her eyes shut as it fell toward her. The moment the blade fell, she waited for death. It didn't come, but freedom did. The dark miko's curse shattered. Mei felt the weight lift from her like the first breath of a newborn baby.

Yaozu's life force, all his hate faded into green flames. The once gold chains cracked on Mei, their shape shattered away into glistening dusty fragments like that of a star. A shiver left Mei the moment Aizen took her into his great arms. She swayed when she felt his hand brush her cheek softly as he reached behind her head.

She gasped, the knots woven tightly in her hair came loose. The heavy hair ornaments and silver bells fell into the sand around her feet. She slowly opened her eyes, staring up into the black ones in front of her amorously. Her shimmery hair fell around her shoulders, the ends flowing up into the passing wind. Her heart thumped as the proud tiger smiled handsomely down at her.

"There," Aizen sighed softly, "as it should be."

"Why," she uttered. Her voice wavered and her pearlescent eyes held unshed tears.

Aizen brushed his rough knuckles gently against the soft pliable skin of her rosy cheek. She lowered her head to his touch, but he gently raised her chin with his rough fingers. He leaned his head down and pressed his lips to the space between her white brows. Mei closed her eyes, sliding her small hands over his much larger ones that had cupped her face.

"You should be held captive by no man Mei, you are to be free to fly among the heavens blessing others once more. Your father blessed my army and asked that I free you in return."

"He is sure to reward you greatly for this, Lord Tiger," Mei replied softly.

"I do not require rewards for my good doings; now the battle is over and you are safe from harm. You can return to the heavens, to the arms of the gods." He declared proudly to the goddess within his embrace.

"I'm sure my father has other plans," Mei said laying her head on the muscular chest before her. Their embrace grew tighter as they gazed up at the falling moonlight that hurtled toward them.

-End-

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