Unexpected Meeting (Chapter 2: A New World)
Sango turned on her heel then, with her bladed arm spinning with her. That intended strike was short lived however, when a strong clawed hand rose to grab her arm, at inhuman speeds. The blade had been halted in it's track at the taller male's neck, mere inches from skin. Slowly but surely, he narrowed his red hues at her with a small scowl apparent on his lips. Sango's chocolate warm eyes meet with his, but hers just so happened to be wide. Could you really blame her? She was pushed into the well and felt a pull, ending up in the well for Kami knows how long, only to be pulled out by some strange demon and her friends no where to be found.
For some time now, either stayed still save for the occasional blink from their eyes and heaves from their chests. Sango's though, seemed to be heaving a little more quickly. That indicated to him, that she might have just been frightened by his previous actions and the scent radiating from her, heightened that suspicion. The demon male loosened his hold on her arm somewhat, which perhaps surprised her, because she gave off a bit of a shudder. Slowly with a few patient moments, he managed to have her lower her arm, he was against being forceful towards this female ningen or any for that matter, at least for the moment.
"Who might you be, little rabbit" he repeated after noticing that she'd lowered her guard but remained on edge and focused only on him.
Sango could only stare at him, with a deep glare. He turned his eyes towards the well just then, with a look of intrigue. Perhaps if he asked her how she ended up in the well, would she speak then? Turning his gaze on her again, she stiffened. Carefully, he reached out to her, and she flinched. He slowly drifted a hand into her loose locks, and brushed them aside. No injury. No scent of blood in the air. Odd. The sound of a soft yet stern voice from behind him, drifted to his ears then.
"Fujinki-san, the Lord wishes to see you"
"Kyaru" he responded simply.
For a time, the female behind him stood there, watching him and Sango. Fujinki was the first to move after the silence stretched on too long for his liking. He lowered his hand from Sango's brown locks and faced the female. Kyaru, as she was stated as, stood at about five feet and seven inches. Long raven hair tied in a three bun style neatly resting near the center of her head, while other locks fell from those in a straight line along her back. Her skin resembled porcelein, with two sleek and straight markings running along her cheeks to end in a curve. Either one was colored in a deep sea blue. The girl's eyes was another matter however, they were a piercing color of sky blue from what Sango could see from behind the tall demon male. Kyaru's clothes lacked not on ounce of elegance. A kimono colored in a darker blue, contrasting her eyes, with silver trimmings along it's edges. The obi holding it all together was white with silver colored decorations. In all, this demon female, was likely a lady of sorts. Fujinki however remained rooted on his spot, blocking Kyaru from viewing the human female behind him. After another prolonged silence, Kyaru spoke out her thoughts.
"Why do you hide the female? Is she so important to you that you would ignore the call from our lord?"
He narrowed his eyes to Kyaru and that seemed to be enough to silence her next bout of words. With that having been dealt with, he took slow and graceful steps forward, leaving Sango in the open. The demon slayer remained still, with eyes wide like a deer in the headlights at the sight of Kyaru offering a sweet smile, one that did not reach her eyes. As Fujinki continued to walk off, Sango felt her fear turn to anger in which both of them seemed to feel through the air. The tall man of around six feet and four inches halted midstep, turning his head to gaze over his shoulder.
"She comes with us"
He could almost see the annyoance on Kyaru's face despite having her back faced in his direction but that caused some relief for the demon slayer. Sango paced after him, he was after all the only one she knew... Kind of, in this strange world. Kyaru let out of frustrated sigh and trailed after them after a short ammount of time. Through the forest they went, and Sango couldn't help but give a quick look around. The trees were tall and proud, with lush green leaves. Not only that, but there appeared to be far more than she remembered. There were a few small forest critters that hurriedly rushed to their hiding place at the sight of them while a few birds flew from the trees when the trio came too close. It was quiet... Too quiet around here. Fujinki halted in his steps suddenly and Sango, being distract bumped into his back. She would have fall on her back side if it were not for the clawed hand to catch her wrist mid fall only to pull her against a chest plate. Looking up, her chocolate colored eyes blinked at first in coming to the realization that Fujinki was the one to save her backside from hitting the floor. For a moment they stared at one another, that is until her cheeks heated up and she pushed away from him. He on the other hand allowed her but lifted a curious broow that was soon followed by an amused smirk, to which Kyaru interupted with a clear of her throat. With a sigh, Fujinki turned his attention to the neglected Inu-youkai, giving the human a chance to regain her composure.
"Is something troubling you?"
"No" she said plainly, turning her eyes to look at a tree, as if she found herself more interested.
Sango in that time had recovered from the embarressment and sent a glare to Fujinki whose attention was now on the skies. She blinked once or twice before looking up, only to be met with something in the clouds that vanished just as quickly. She could have sworn she'd seen a large slender dog. Maybe it was her imagination? Looking around to the two with her, they had remained still for a moment longer as if the sight of what she'd seen, was indeed true. So, here she was... In a place among trees, with two demons in her sights with possibly a third having dissappeared in the sky and all she had with her was a measley arm blade and two smoke bombs. This day could not get any worse!
Meanwhile, in the time where the remnants of the Inu-gang was, Miroku had left with InuYasha and Shippo to the village where Kaede may have the answers. Though not once during the ten hours after Sango's disappearance had Miroku even acknowledged the half-demon and his grumbling. It was honestly a little unnerving for InuYasha. Currently, the group of three were all seated in the home of Kaede while she sat accross the fire pit. Miroku sat before her on the other side, and Shippo had sat next to the monk while the two spoke. InuYasha on the other hand, was left to sink in a corner and just listen in.
"So ye say that she fell into the well and merely vanished?"
"Yes Kaede, do you think that she may have fallen through Kagome's time?" he responded as his brows forrowed with a scowl.
"That may be a possibility..." she said after a brief pause, staring into the crackling flames in thought.
The old priestess looked on as the monk seemed to be internally weighing very few options. A moment or two passed between the group, at least before InuYasha let out a bit of a growl of annoyance. He pushed himself up off of his spot in the corner, and headed out past the tatami mat where he found himself let out a grumble under his breath. He bounded off towards the forest in hopes to find a clue or two that they might have missed, leaving the priestess and monk to talk things through.
"Miroku?" came the voice of Shippo to his left.
Miroku returned his glaring eyes to the fire pit upon InuYasha's leave, soon followed by a sigh. It had been ten hours. Ten unnerving hours of pure torture. Then came the various ways she could be hurt, or worse. What if she fell and hit her head? What if she's been eaten by some grotesque demon? Or perhaps... His heart sunk even further into despair. What if she was forced to wed a demon somehow? Or captured, just for that very reason. Miroku's growing worry only grew worse at the next thought that passed in his mind. His eyes immediately going to the lone Hiraikotsu that sat by the entry way of the small hut. Moments later though he felt a hit over his head, sending the young fox a surprised look that quickly enough turned into a glare. Shippo, despite being a young fox demon had matured somewhat during his travels with the group yet still maintained an air about him that just screamed innocent child. Yet, at the moment, despite that fact, he had his arms folded over his chest with furrowed brows. A trait he likely picked up from InuYasha.
"I'm worried for her too Miroku and I understand your frustration, but we can't sit here and think of what ifs..." he averted his green eyes from the monk, trying to think of a what could have possibly happened.
Miroku frowned a little before his glare vanished with a sigh, his indigo eyes falling to the crackling flames. Sadly, Shippo was correct. They needed to think things through and not dwell on possibilities on what may or may have already happened to Sango. Kilala had been sitting there, merely sitting there, listening. But sadness still gripped at her, and the thought of losing her master. She had been unable to do anything when it was time either...
While their conversation when on, InuYasha had taken off towards the well where he let either of his molten gold eyes wander around the area. He huffed out in frustration. This would be the third time he'd searched for clues, but turning up with nothing. The silver haired halfling crossed his arms over his chest, heaving out a more than frustrated sigh while glancing over at the well. Maybe she fell down through the well, and turned up in Kagome's time? That possibility had run through his mind more times than he'd like to admit. And only one way to find out if that was the case. InuYasha stepped close to the well, he leapt over the side of the well easy and let gravity pull him into the mouth of the object. In moments he felt the familiar energy of the well, and the light that came with it to pull him through to the dimension of the future.
Meanwhile, Sango had tried her luck despite the possible dangers of doing so. The demon slayer had turned on her heel while the two demons she'd met just several moments ago, were distracted by the sight of the large dog in the sky. She'd made a run for it. Maintaining hope that she would lose them somehow. Hope that she could find a way back to her friends. Hope that perhaps someone in this whole, this area would help her. Anyone. Looking back, she noticed that neither were chasing her and that brought a small sense of relief. One that was short lived at sound of a rustling to her right. Just in time did she set her sights on the leaves, that large centipede colored in a green back and a tanned underbelly drew itself out from the bush. The demon slayer estimated it at about twenty to thirty-seven feet long. Before she could even think of a way to fight the large insect without many weapons, it lunged at her. That gave her very little time to react. She found herself leaping back on time as her attack slammed into the ground where she once stood, sending bits of rocks and debris all around.
Beads of sweet had in that time gathered at her brow, she could not bring herself to attack. She'd always relied on Hiraikotsu before, but where was it now? For a moment, she wondered but while she was doing so, the insect had the time to recover from the smash into the ground. Once again setting it's sights on the girl. The screech from it pulled her from her thoughts in time to see it lunging for her again, to which her initial reaction was to brace herself. Sango seperated one foot from ther other, as much as her kimono allowed before raising her arms in a defensive manner, where the blade had remained out, curved and ready to cut. But either of her chocolate shut quickly as she seemed to be tossed in the air suddenly, sparing her from harm. The force behind it sent her form flying through air, well above fifty feet or so. Sango dared then to open her eyes slowly, and a gasp escaped her. Not only at the marvel of the forest below her, but at the sun lowering in the afternoon sky at a slow pace. She also noticed that most of the greenery covered the earth, on a few openings were present but even then their were small. Smoke... A few villages. Then realization set in, she was falling back to the earth! She shut her eyes, her mouth opening in a scream. So this was it? This would be how she would die? Suddenly the feeling of weightlessness washed over her. Was this... Death?
Sango opened her eyes slowly for the third time, perhaps? Only to be faced with the reality that she was held about a single foot or so above ground. The sounds of her rapidly beating heart accompanied her heaving breaths. Fujinki had in moments brought an end to that lowly insect, as it lay there motionless. He turned his head to look over his shoulder at the two, Kyaru looking displeased but she had done her job. Catching the girl by the obi that helped bind her kimono together. The demonness lowered herself on a light blue colored youki, before landing gracefully but dropping Sango unceremoniously to the ground where she let out a 'oof'.
"Watch what you do with her, I'd like to take her to him in one piece. He must be made aware of the strange presence of this girl"
Kyaru only let out a huff before waving her hand and turning on her heel. Fujinki sent her a glare. Always so childish. The tall demon set his sights then on the human girl who at this moment was attempting to recollection herself, and her thoughts. That softened his glare into a more composed expression as he approached her. Sango quickly turned her eyes to the approaching male, with some effort and a shaking form, she lift her arm and expected to strike him with her blade though the small vibrations told her otherwise. Opening her eyes once more, one thing she noticed immediately was that her arm blade at been cut in half, then a small pressure on her wrist. Her eyes spotted a clawed hand, and following that limb, she was met with the two red eyes of Fujinki narrowed at her.
"Running away will not be tolerated, little rabbit"
Sango was by no means a worthless fighter, she did after all have a fierce spirit. Without much thought on her actions, her last hand rose to either slap him across the face or to pry his hand from her arm. Honestly she would have settled for both but, as luck would have it, neither happened. He'd taken her hand into his grasp with his right one, and with a playful smirk he leaned his face close to hers. Immediately, the demon slayer stiffened with eyes widening.
"You're quite tense, aren't you? Not that I blame you really..." he said softly, almost a whisper but not quite.
Sango could only stare at him as the amusement continued to dance in his eyes but that what once again cut short by the other one. A simple clearing of her throat always succeeded in drawing him out of his playful nature. No, that wasn't quite right... His flirtacious nature. Somehow reminding her of the man in the other place, the other time. She was brought out from her thoughts once again as Fujinki rose her with ease on his shoulder, laying a hand on her back to keep her from falling.
"Yes, yes... Let us be off" he said and just then she felt the same weightlessness as before.
Light gray youki had formed under his feet and began to raise him to the skies above, Kyaru following in tow on her own youki of light blue. Sango remained quiet as they journeyed on, only the sound and feel keeping her lone spirit company at the moment. The demon slayer shut her eyes, feeling a mixed pool of emotions within her. Hopelessness. Fear. Loneliess and everything in between. Yes, others were around her. Two in particular since her arrival here. But she missed her friends. Sadness gripped at her at the thought of her friends. Tears threatened to fall, and only one succeeded.