OH. MY. DOGGY POO.
IT'S BEEN OVER A YEAR.
Ladies and gentlemen, I stand before you, arms spread wide, with full permission to stone me.
I am so so so so so so so so so so so sorry, and I slapped myself.
At first, I had decided to take time off the story to really think about the direction I wanted to go in. Which, now that I think about it, was probably pointless in a sense because I almost always end up winging it. -.-
Then, work caught up to me, as that was my senior year of highschool. Between college crap, prom crap, graduation crap, grade crap, and drama crap, writing hit the backburner.
And then after that…honestly…I forgot.
Uggghhhhhhhhh…
Gosh guys…..
I suck for doing this to you.
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"Sesshy, love, what do you want for your birthday? You're going to be two years old…"
Said one year old stared up at his mother, delight in his eyes.
"Momma…can I get a new toy?"he asked. Clutching his 'blankie' with chubby fingers.
"Of course you can, my cute little boy, but surely you want something else…something magnificent…"
"Umm…I dunno."
The bright skies turned a little darker.
"Yes, Sesshoumaru, you do know. I tell you all the time."she said angrily.
The small child flinched and stepped back.
"I can't wemember…"he whispered, looking down.
When he looked back up, he screamed.
What was once beautiful was now a rotting bloodied corpse.
"What you want is your father's blood, little boy. You want him dead, and you want the rest of that filth he calls a family buried with him…how many times do I have to tell you!"
Sesshoumaru cringed, wiping his tears. What happened to his momma? Why was she acting like this?
"Remember, he did this to me. He made me what I am now…don't you ever, EVER forgive him!"she screamed, her voice distorted and gurgled, fresh blood bubbling up from what remained of her throat.
"Sesshoumaru…"
H turned and saw another broken, mangled figure. It was a little girl, who looked like him and his mother. Her eye dangled from its socket and she held her innards in her hands.
He cried out and ran away, but he was moving so slow. Her small hand, missing three fingers, clamped down on his shoulder and turned him around forcibly.
"Don't you love me, brother?"she asked.
He was too terrified to answer.
"I'm your unborn sister…the one that father killed…don't tell me you've forgotten?"she asked.
"Never forget."said his mother.
"Never forget what he did to us."added his sister.
"What he did to this family."
"What he did to us."
"His family."
"Us."
"Family."
"Murderer."
"Adulterer…"
"Hate him."
"Spite him."
"Never let him do to you what he did to us."
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Sesshoumaru sat up with a frightened gasp. He was drenched in a cold sweat. And no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop shaking.
"It was a dream…just a dream…"he mumbled.
He could still feel his sister's rotten flesh on his shoulder, and breathed deeply to help with the nausea he felt. He could feel the bile rising in his throat, but he forced it down with sheer will, and hunched over, trembling violently.
"Sesshoumaru…you okay?"
It was the half-breed.
"I'm fine…leave me alone."
He heard his half-brother huff in frustration before trudging off. His phone vibrated.
Kagome :)
Heyy, Sess. How goes it?
He quickly typed a reply.
Sesshoumaru
I am well.
He got out of bed and stretched before heading toward the bathroom.
Kagome :)
Kool. Listen, you can talk slang when you text, you know. Lyke diz…
He rolled his eyes.
Sesshoumaru
Brb - happy? Shower.
Turning the water on the hottest it could go, he quickly lathered his body, wasting no time. He scrubbed his hair thoroughly with his mint shampoo. He loved the smell of it. Finishing up, he stepped out and dried off, and stared at his reflection in the mirror. His amber eyes looked dull. His skin seemed paler than usual as well. Maybe the after effects of that dream.
Whatever.
Grabbing his phone, he made the quick walk back to his room, ignoring the human woman's hello. Shutting the door behind him, he looked in his closet for another outfit. When were they going back to the mansion? This closet was so small. He grabbed a tank top and a white short sleeve shirt, throwing them on. Then he grabbed khaki cargo shorts, pulling them up, but not completely over his dog paw boxers. After that, he put on a black cardigan with white stripes on the end of the sleeves. He pulled on a pair of ankle socks and black Nike Blazers. He was pretty much set…now for his hair.
Grabbing a hair tie, he pulled his hair together and braided it all the way to where it reached knees, tying the hair tie at the end. As usual, he put on his mother's locket. And he put on her favorite pair of pearl earrings. People always questioned why he wore her jewelry.
They just didn't understand.
He walked out just as his father was passing by. The two stared at each other. Toga looked at his passed mate's pearls, the ones he got her for their 100th anniversary. The two of them had children late, during a time where the world would be more excepting.
"Is there a problem, father?"
" I just want you to know that yesterday's fight, on the first day of school, was absolutely unacceptable."
"Father, if someone crosses my path, I will engage."
"And I'm telling you that enough is enough. You will listen to the Alpha. Whether you respect me or not, there is protocol in this family, that we respect."
"Negative. Had you respected protocol, Mother would still be alive, my sister would still be alive…we would be a family. Not this patchwork quilt."
Inuyasha walked out just in time to see Toga backhand Sesshoumaru into the hallway wall beside them.
"Know your place my son. Never forget."
"I never have forgotten what you did to her you bastard. How dare you slap me when you're the cause of my very rebellion? Can you honestly say that this human woman pleases you more than my mother did?"
Sesshoumaru stood up and held his sore cheek, before pushing his father out of the way. He grabbed his bag and marched out, slamming the door behind him.
He was so angry. So angry.
And he was hungry.
Annnnd of course, he left his leather fingerless gloves on his freakin bed side table. At least he had his wallet to pay the Miko back. Speaking of which, he had to text her. He pulled out his phone and checked. One unread message.
Kagome :)
Musta been a long shower -.-
Oops.
Sesshoumaru
I apologize, Miko. But my bastard father annoyed me.
He continued walking, glaring at a child who bumped into him running down the sidewalk.
Why was his life so…so…effed up? Why didn't his father love his mother? Instead…that…human…
He breathed in and out deeply, trying to calm himself. Walking into school with a bad mood like this was not going to help him avoid further conflict.
He stopped walking and sat down at a bench, his head in his hands. Vaguely he heard a car pull up in front of him, and someone called his name. He ignored it until soft hands touched his shoulder.
"Sesshoumaru?"
He looked up into those endless blue eyes filled with concern.
His brother was leaning out of the car window. Apparently, his strange friends had spotted him.
"Are you alright?"she asked.
He shrugged himself out of her touch and stood up quickly, startling her.
"I'm fine, Miko."he mumbled before following her into the car.
Inuyasha watched the two of them before opening his mouth, and closing it.
"Is there something you want, hanyou?"asked Sesshoumaru, ready for an argument.
"If you two are going to fight, please exit the vehicle in a timely manor."said Miroku. Sango nodded her head in agreement.
"Nah, no trouble. Here, you left these at home."
It was the gloves.
Sesshoumaru looked at Inuyasha, who held out the gloves with caution. Carefully, he took them and slid them on, before turning away and muttering a thanks.
"Awwww…."gushed Kagome, much to the chagrin of the half brothers.
"Shut up Kags."muttered Inuyasha with a slight blush.
"Bout time the two of you acted civil."mumbled Sango.
Sesshoumaru tuned out the rest of their conversation and looked around. The car was decent, fairly new and well maintained. He then turned to Kagome. She was wearing a white form fitting shirt with a slight v line, black skinny jeans, and white flip flops. Her hair was in a loose messy ponytail, and she had light mascara applied to her eyes. She had bright pink flower shaped earrings on and a necklace to match.
Her toenails and fingernails were painted neon green. What a weirdo.
And he was even weirder for allowing that word to even pass through his mind.
"Is he always this quiet?"whispered Kagome.
"Guy's a friggin mute when he wants to be. Only when he loses his temper does he act…different."answered Inuyasha.
"Different?"asked Sango.
"Uhhmmm…I can't describe it…you have to see for yourself, preferably from a distance."
Sango sighed after hearing that. This guy sounded like a nut job, but she wouldn't be rude like she had been yesterday. She took a deep breath before leaning backward from the front passenger seat.
"Sesshoumaru."
He turned.
"My name's Sango."she said, holding out her hand.
He stared at it before grabbing it. She had a firm grip.
Miroku spoke next.
"Sesshoumaru, we've had a few classes together in the past, but unfortunately, we've yet to make acquaintance. I'm Miroku."
Sesshoumaru nodded.
Kagome turned around in her seat to face Sesshoumaru.
"Seee…it's not that hard to make friends."she whispered.
"Who said we were friends?"he responded.
"Psh…trust me…you got in the car willingly. Now you have been sucked into a never ending inescapable vortex, doomed to spend eternity with our crew."she answered.
Again, this human girl rendered him speechless.
"And here we are. Thank you for boarding the lecher express. Have a good time in Hell high."said Sango, ignoring Miroku's pout.
They all exited and looked around.
Students were everywhere. Kagome didn't realize how big the school was until now. It was huge. She looked at her schedule.
Already, she was starting out one day behind, having gotten kicked out yesterday.
How annoying.
She looked over at Sesshoumaru who was glaring at a boy with red eyes and wavy black hair. The one from yesterday.
"So I see you didn't get suspended dog."spat Naraku.
"Neither did you, half breed."
"Tch, and your brother is any less?"
"Inuyasha is worth much more than you'll ever be, Naraku. Don't even let his name pass through your mind."whispered Sesshoumaru, baring his fangs.
Inuyasha barely contained his shock. His brother had never stood up for him before. Naraku was shocked as well. He rolled his eyes before pushing past them, and the ever-growing onlookers as well.
Kagome grabbed Inuyasha's trembling hand and squeezed it in comfort.
Sesshoumaru clenched his fist and glared at everyone and everything, before shoving his way through.
Kagome made to run after him but Inuyasha held her back.
"Give him some space Kags…"
She sighed before following him and the rest of the crew into the building.
The group all separated into their own classes. Kagome walked alone, ignoring the looks she got. She zoned out until she bumped into someone, or well rather, was pushed by someone.
Blue eyes met red ones.
"What's your name, ugly?"
Kagome stared at one of the most beautiful girl's she had seen in a long time. Bright dazzling red eyes, long hair in a bun, and red lipstick. But such a pretty face was marred with a wicked scowl.
"My name's Kagome. What's the problem?"
"You had the nerve to put your nasty human hands on my Sesshoumaru yesterday. Worse, you tried to hurt him. Don't you ever touch him. He's mine to touch, and mine alone."
"Who the heck are you? Sess isn't owned by anyone!"said Kagome, her temper flaring.
"Oh. It's 'Sess' is it? I doubt you'd have the balls to call him that to his face. And the name's Kagura. The most beautiful demoness to grace the halls of this school. I set the female standard. The men drool over me. The females envy me, want to be me, follow me. Be jealous, human."
"So you ask for my name, and then decide not to use it? Funny. Get over yourself. I can't be jealous of something I already have. I'll have you know that when I texted Sess, that's EXACTLY what I called him."replied Kagome, smirking at the shock on Kagura's face.
"You, a lowly human, have his number?"
Kagome rolled her eyes.
"Yup. And he texted me back, too. Be jealous, demon."said Kagome, using Kagura's words against her.
And with that she walked off, leaving Kagura with a wicked scowl on her face.
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Sesshoumaru was sitting up on the school's roof, having pushed his legs under the small space at the bars, dangling his feet off the edge. His hands were clenching the metal bars, and his head was resting on them.
'What's bothering you, bro?'
He turned to see the faded figure of Aiko, his sister, sitting beside him.
"People try my patience."he whispered.
'Shoulda killed them. What else is new?'she asked.
He didn't answer.
'I see you made a friend.'she said.
"You were watching?"he asked.
'We're always watching you, bro. We'll never leave you. We're not like Toga.'
"You better not. I need you."
'Woah. That's new. You hardly ever admit weakness.'said Aiko, her amber orbs widening.
'Sweetheart, needing something isn't always a weakness.'
Both turned to see his mother, Hinako, sitting down behind him. She gently rubbed his ears, before running her hands through his hair.
"You can touch me today."said Sesshoumaru, leaning back with a soft sigh in content.
'The more you need us, the more you feel us. But, that's as good as it gets. We can't come back.'
Sesshoumaru frowned, sitting up and looking toward the sky.
"I would do anything to have father and his whore trade places with you and Aiko."he said softly.
'And what of your brother? And remember, he is no father to you.'said Hinako.
"Half brother."he corrected. "He…he should not perish for Toga's continuous failures."
His phone vibrated.
Kagome :)-
Sess…r u ok?
He felt that weird feeling in his chest again. A sort of warmth.
The translucent figure of his mother leaned over to peer at the phone before frowning.
Sesshoumaru stared at the phone, thinking of a reply, before typing it out.
Sesshoumaru-
I am well.
When he looked up, the figures of his dead mother and sister were gone.
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He knew it wasn't normal. To see ones dead relatives, hold conversations, and sometimes feel their touch.
But as strong as he pushed himself to become, he knew that if they disappeared, he probably would too.
He would truly give all that he was to bring them back. To have them appear to him as real beings again. Not some sort of undead.
Seeing them reminded him of what could have been, but was cruelly ripped away.
As he walked off the roof and back into the building, he couldn't help but wonder what it would have been like if it was his sister attending school with him as a freshman. The boys he would fend off of her. The smiles they would give each other as they passed by in the hallways.
He would stay behind while she did whatever after school activities she wished. And he would take her home, and they'd walk in to the sound of his mother bustling about, talking with her friends on the phone, checking something on the stove, and she would turn around and her eyes would light up, and she'd put the phone down and smile at them, and he'd feel her familiar arms wrap around him in a loving embrace, and she'd ruffle his hair and kiss where the crescent moon lay on his forehead, and they'd chat about the day, and then they'd do their homework, during which his mother would call them down for a snack, and they'd eat and laugh and just love each other like a happy family would, and they'd relax and laugh the day away until his father returned, and he'd place down his suitcase, and dinner would be ready, and they'd eat as a family and just talk until they went to bed.
But that would NEVER happen because his father MURDERED his mother. Deserted her for some cheap human whore!
The world was spinning, and Sesshoumaru was glad he was still at the stairs that lead to the roof, because it was a deserted spot, and if anyone saw him shivering with raw barely contained rage, they'd fear for their lives. He fought to reign in his angry aura before security and the rest of the demon population in the school caught wind of it and peed themselves.
He regulated his breathing before straightening himself out, and fought not to scream at the pure agony he felt in his heart, the one that was buried within ice and almost damaged beyond repair. The heart that was missing so much…that had lost so much.
Sesshoumaru realized that he needed to get the hell out of the school. Today wasn't a good day for him, at all, and if ANYBODY gave him and crap he would maul them, so he fixed the bag on his back and made his way to the front doors of the school.
Any students that were late and mingling in the hallway all but tripped over themselves to steer clear of him.
Ignoring the calls of school security, he pushed open one of the double doors and made his way out.
He just needed to clear his head. Numb himself down. Push whatever this anger, this…crazy out of control feeling was, back deep inside himself back behind that wall.
Only…that wall was full of cracks.
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Yes. Well…I wanted to show you guys that Sesshoumaru is definitely NOT ALL RIGHT.
I figure you probably understand a bit of how utterly messed up he is…seeing as how he interacts with his dead mother and sister.
Not a lot a Kag/Sess action going on here, but trust me, that will change soon. Whoop do I have stuff planned for those two, BWAHAHAAA. :D
Again…I'm terrible sorry for the ridiculously disgustingly long wait.
If you're still with me, which I totally understand if you're not, please leave a review and tell me what you think.
I love you guys…even though I suck right now, because of this delay…
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