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After properly bathing, well more like half-way soaking session, since sitting on a rock in a hot spring can't be called bathing, Sesshomaru set course for the location of the only creature that might actually posses the knowledge to help him.
Despite his poor appearance, looking cute, which he hated guts, he was not in a foul mood. Having previously eaten a couple of unsuspecting bunnies, and his would fully healed, he was ready to get to business and find a way to rid himself of the cat-like appearance.
Traveling for a couple of days already, Sesshomaru finally found what he was looking for.
If anyone would have answers, that would be the ancient demon tree, Bokusenou.
The taiyoukai entered a deep forest which smelled so familiar. The first time, he was brought here by his father, when he was still young.
He knew that hidden among the arbores surrounding him, laid dormant his old mentor. Having thick white fur, he felt himself breath at ease in the coolness of shadows. The burning afternoon sun could not get through the thick foliage. Sesshomaru cursed his fur for being thick, and his body for being weak, because he was now affected by the weather.
Having reached his destination, the demon lord stopped in front of a tree, and roared, calling for the demon tree to awaken.
Slowly, the bark of the tree started shifting and twisting, until an ugly, wrinkled face appeared on the trunk of the old tree.
The ancient demon looked at the creature in front of him curiously. The creature in question, would only stare at him, waiting for Bokusenou to understand who he was.
Yea, speaking of sky-high expectations. Sesshomaru's were not modest at all.
"Ah", the ancient demon exclaimed.
"Young one, why did you awaken me? I do not serve the feline blood." With that being said, the features which resembled a face started fading away, leaving behind a neat surface.
Sesshomaru did not like being flicked off, and he always got what he wants.
He let out a frightening roar, stirring the tree demon awake again.
Pretty annoyed to be awaken twice, Bokusenou, showed his face once more. Sadly, he did not posses the keen sense of smell, as the inu lords he served under, so he couldn't actually sniff the persistent creature.
Looking at neko youkai in front of him, he started analyzing the cat's psychical features, hoping for a clue. He scanned the white demonic figure from head to tail. Having observed the body, the old youkai moved to the head. That's when the tree youkai's eyes locked with Sesshomaru's.
Then and there, the two demons seemed to have a staring contest.
Breaking from the cat's cold gaze, the tree youkai had a hunch about the mysterious demon in front of him.
Bokusenou lived a ridiculously long life, and came across many creatures. He could name only a few individuals to give him the chills like fuzzy creature in front of him.
Most of the suspects being dead for a few centuries already, if not thousands of years, only one option was left.
Sesshomaru, the only demon still in the realm of living, which could make him feel uncomfortable. He would get goose pumps if he actually had skin.
The ancient contemplated in silence the possibilities. The word "foolish" did not fit in the description of the young lord.
Yet, here he was, in front of him, as what appeared to be a flawless white neko youkai. The mark of his heritage from his brow was gone, and it would be impossible to recognize him.
Well, Bokusenou knew the present demon lord since he was a mere pup, and was familiar with his trademark intimidating glares. Even back then, the tree youkai was uneasy around him.
Even if the ancient youkai would never admit it, he was slightly scared of the young inu lord since the first day he laid eyes on him. The wise demon was able to see beyond the disguise of a youthful face, and look at the deadly predator hidden under the childish form.
After the death of the Great Dog General, Bokusenou did best of his abilities to guide the confused heir on the right path.
The newly declared lord had the behavior of a very serious teenager. Murderous teenager. Rebelling against anyone that dared to tell him what to do, and sulking over his father's taste for humans. Adopting the "nobody will ever understand my torment" attitude, he started hating humans with searing passion. He never liked anything or anyone in the first place, but humans were occupying a pretty high rank in his "things to slaughter with every occasion "list.
Unleashing his whip of light, and letting the poison pour from his claws, everyone was pretty much terrified to speak to him, not to mention talk back at him.
Even his mother, the Lady of the Western territories, could do nothing more than talk to deaf ears. She could scold him but under no circumstances make him change his mind about anything in particular. Not that she tried very often… she herself, was exhibiting the undiluted essence of smugness, aloofness and apathy. Anyone is still wondering where did Sesshomaru get his qualities from?
"Sesshomaru?" the old demon asked.
Twitching his ears slightly at the sound of his name, the demon lord gave a short nod.
"How did this happen?" With a straight face, the ancient demon was waiting for an answer.
Damn! Did Bokusenou just have a moment of stupidity?
` If I could speak does the fool think I would lower myself to growl and roar at him?` Sesshomaru was pending whether to glare at him so fiercely until the bark ignited, or growl until Bokusenou got the message.The demon lord decided on both.
Having enough growls and glares, the demon tree finally got the message.
"You can't speak now can you?"
The taiyoukai wanted to roll his eyes, but resisted to urge to do so.
"Have you been killed and reincarnated?" Bokusenou guessed. Reincarnation in such a short time would be close to impossible but the demon tree took in consideration who he was dealing with. If Sesshomaru would actually go to the underworld, he would probably enslave it or drive it insane. Susano would probably reincarnate the stoic demon lord as fast as possible only to be rid of him faster.
The idea of him falling in battle was ridiculous. Sesshomaru shook his head lightly.
Unfortunately, this is how he had to do it. Wait until the damn tree guessed it right. Sesshomaru only hoped that Bokusenou knew about the existence of the fallen god living on his territory.
"Is this the work of a mystic that cursed you and exchanged your body with a neko youkai's?" That was pretty much a possibility, since the demon tree knew how the taiyoukai did not hesitate to spill blood. It would be only a matter of time until he caused so much suffering to a poor being, which cursed him with his last breath.
Another negative shake of the head, told him that he did not get it right.
"Were you forcefully shape shifted?"
Sesshomaru did now know where he stood. Really. He was not shape shifted, since he had four legs, not three, and shape shifting means you transform your body into something else but you retain your old "qualities", like having only one hand.
Exchanging bodies was also possible, but not really. He possessed his usual sense of smell, his sight and his reflexes, that's why he did not feel any different when he returned from the village in cat form. But then again, he had another scent.
The demon lord was confused. Could he be a bit of both? But how?
Sesshomaru was aware that he dealt with a mentally instable god. Nothing that happened had any logic.
The demon tree sprouted a few other theories, none of them correct, and Sesshomaru was growing impatient. Really, how hard was it to guess that a god has cursed him? Obviously, pretty hard.
"Did you anger the gods with your behavior Sesshomaru?"
We have a winner! Finally! A bloody god has cursed him!
A quick nod and Bokusenou got his answer.
Overconfident as usual, Sesshomaru was calmly waiting for the tree youkai to tell him how to get out of this mess.
However, the old adviser had other ideas. Not that he knew how to remove a god's curse, except to beg and grovel till your knees are soar, and your voice is hoarse from whining and pleading.
Bokusenou considered that Sesshomaru needed to have his ego trimmed a little, and see exactly where he stood. Alone.
Not that the old tree was to one to hold grudges, he just did not like the demon lord's behavior, and now he had the golden opportunity to teach him a lesson.
Bokusenou did not even bother to ask which god has cursed him. He was not even going to try to solve this somehow. He found that he liked the killing perfection now better. Unable to viciously murder pretty much anything that breaths.
The wise demon was sure that the boy would get through it one way or another.
"Sesshomaru," yes, that got the demon lord's attention. "I have no idea how to help you." the demon tree quickly finished the sentence and made his exit, leaving the trunk of the tree neat where his face was.
The stoic lord could be shocked or angry, but he wasn't. He was arrogant, but not ignorant. Somewhere within, he knew from the beginning that the chance to get any help from Bokusenou was almost none existent.
The big cat growled low, in displeasure. As much as he was trying not to delude himself, he was hoping that he would get at least a hint how to undo the curse.
A strong gust of wind ruffled his snow-white fur, and a presence materialized in front of him.
"Took him long enough to guess" A very pale, yet painfully familiar figure spoke to him.
This time, the fallen god looked more formal. She was wearing a long, black, silk kimono, with golden leaves sprinkled on the garment, from mid thigh till the ground. A golden obi, decorated with silver thread, was holding the outfit in place, outlining a pretty narrow waste. Dark clothing contrasted beautifully with the paleness of the skin, and the whiteness of her hair. The banished god was the epitome of godlike beauty.
Sesshomaru was absolutely sure that the deity came to just rub his failure in the face. Great. First he was cursed, and now he was stalked, by the same mentally deranged divinity. Things were really looking up for the dog demon...
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"INUYASHA SIT BOY!" A very familiar shout was heard in the peaceful afternoon, followed by a violent thud, and a muffed curse.
"Come on Inuyasha I need to go home! I'll be gone for only a few days! I need to catch up with school…" she said pleadingly.
Fighting the effect of the enchanted beads with all his might, the hanyou managed to stand up, and did not hesitate to make himself heard; by the whole village that is.
"NO YOU DON'T! Shard hunting and killing Naraku is more important than your stupid tests and school! You're a woman … why the hell would you need school anyway?" He did not see it coming, but the half demon was about to find out exactly what sexism is.
Kagome's right eye twitched. The girl straightened her back, lifted her chin, and closed in on the source of her irritation." Oh gee Inuyasha, I don't know why I need school, maybe so I can spell words like "SIT" or maybe write stuff like S-I-T!" Two loud thuds met the girl's ears. Silently pleased, the girl continued with fake cheerfulness. "Silly me Inuyasha, I wont go home. I'll SIT here next to you. So tell me Inuyasha-kun, would you like for us to SIT together? "She asked with a sweet voice.
The victim knew that it was never over soon when she was calling him "Inuyasha-kun" in that fake sweet manner. He apparently said something very wrong to offend the girl.
The futuristic girl was enjoying her verbal rampage. She was tired and had blisters on her feet because of the insane pace that the hanyou would impose and now she remembered it all."Oh! I know!" she said with a happy smile. "Won't it be romantic? We could SIT side by side and watch together how the grass grows." Sarcasm was heavy in her voice.
Not even getting the sarcasm, all that Inuyasha could hear was the damn cursed word. More like feel the word. Every time she was saying it, he was digging in the battered road deeper and deeper. She was getting angrier with each passing moment.
"Maybe you don't want to SIT with me. Would you like for us to go SIT in Kaede's hut and eat? SIT and eat here maybe?; SIT there?; SIT where? SIT …" Yep, Kagome was loosing it...
"Wroome" was the muffed moan that interrupted the girl's rhythm.
"Excuse me Inuyasha, I did not hear you. Where did you say I should I SIT?" Another thud was heard from the depths of the hanyou-shaped crater.
"I think he said 'home', Kagome" a squeaky voice came from her shoulder. Shippou was licking a big lollipop and watched with interest as his half demon friend was getting deeper in the ground with each subduing word.
The fact that they were half way on the road which lead to Inuyasha's Forest, did not stop the loud pair to be heard clearly in the whole village. Sango and Miroku were wise enough, and did not approach the squabbling lovebirds. It was already a habit. Whenever Kagome would want to go home, Inuyasha would be a bitch about it. The one who said that you can't teach an old dog new tricks, probably meant dog demons also.
Shippou and Kirara were sent with the white flag to prevent the hanyou from being subdued to death. Kagome always had a soft spot for cute, little, fluffy things.
"Well Inuyasha, since you insist I should go home, I guess I should take up on your advice", Kagome said with another fake smile, as she walked away from the fuming half demon.
A few mumbled curses could be heard from behind, but the girl did not care.
'That "SIT" overdose should keep Inuyasha sulking for a few days.', Kagome thought. She could catch up with school without worrying that the impatient hanyou might come and snatch her up from school, or protect her from something evil , otherwise known as technology, and start growling out of the blue.
Waving Shippou and Kirara goodbye, she slips off the rim of the well and dives into the swirling familiar blue light, as she crosses through time.
Returning to the crime scene, Shippou tried to placate the situation." Don't worry Inuyasha," the kit put his tiny paw on the hanyou's head, patting it "she will bring more ninja food and candy when she comes back. It's really not all that bad".
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'We have an agreement.'
Pleased that the demon lord accepted his preposition, Tsukuyomi vanished in thin air, leaving behind a taiyoukai with contradicting feelings.
Sesshomaru was pleased that he knew what to do now in order to have the curse removed, but he was not thrilled with what exactly he had to do.
On the other hand, he was irked to no end that he did not have much choice in this arrangement. He was outmatched, and he knew it. It was either swallow up the pride, or devour bunnies and hide in the shadows for the rest of his life. As much as he loved eating rabbits, and other small animals, he decided on the first option.
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