AN: Here I am again. Sorry if it took too long!
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha!
"Sesshomaru, what could you possible be doing with a human," I sneered.
"My sword Tensseiga resurrected her," he explained. As if that actually answered why he'd still be traveling with her.
"Taking a sword of life from your father, how weak are you?" I mocked. This was getting more and more fun by the moment.
Sesshomaru's eyes lit with anger and he pulled out a sword, one that I knew was definitely not Tensseiga. "Meet Tokijin."
As soon as he swung the blade I was ready, I had Dairokkan in front of me, blocking the attack. "I'm surprised, Sesshomaru. What a nice sword you have there, but that's not Tetsusaiga."
This seemed to make the daiyoukai furious. He immediately jumped at me, slashing his sword. I sighed. "Not fast enough."
I attacked with my own sword this time, shouting, "Seeing fang!"
Sesshomaru dodged, repeating, "Not fast enough."
I hissed and once again swung my sword. This time it hit, and I didn't pay much attention after that. That's probably why I get into tough positions in so many battles. I get distracted too easily. I heard Sesshomaru's shout about dragons or something, and it was only then that I noticed the energy shooting toward me. Just before it hit me I jumped out of the way, very narrowly missing being impaled by the threads that just had the need to kill me. Well duh, his attack was meant to kill me...not that it succeeded or anything.
I rolled my eyes and put my sword away. "This fight is over. I have no reason to stay here." With that I continued on my way to the North. Wow, that had to be just about the lamest battle that I've ever taken part in. No one won, no one lost, and no one walked away injured...that had to be the cleanest battle I've ever taken part in. I could feel the inu youkai's eyes boring into my back, but that changed nothing. I wasn't turning back and I doubted that he'd attack me. That was too low of a blow for his pride. I just laughed at that, sometimes your pride can just make you look foolish. Too bad that Sesshomaru's too prideful to realize even that.
"Where are we going?" Edward asked.
"I thought that I already answered that," I ground out irritably. These vampires are actually quite annoying. Hw did I deal with them for so long?
"I guess a more appropriate question would be where are we now?" Edward rephrased.
I smirked at that. Where are we now? well, I would say that we are nearing The Territory of Wolves. They were always an interesting group, but certainly protective...and territorial. They probably wouldn't even let me cross through their grounds. I thought about how hilarious it would be to stir up trouble with them and mentally agreed with myself. I was just going to stride right through and outrightly challenge them. "Near the wolves."
Alice and Edward exchanged uneasy glances. Before they could disagree with my previous statement I added, "Not dumb shapeshifter wolves like in Forks. I'm talking about wolf demons."
Edward and Alice said nothing further. I bet they just didn't know what they should expect. Even I didn't Some of these wolves had odd personalities.
It was then that I heard then that I heard a rustling in the bushes. On instinct I faced the noise with bared fangs. Out of the bushes walked the person I hated most, the person I thought was dead. Kikyo.
"I thought you were resting with the gods or whatever!" I snarled.
"Hello, Natsuki. It's nice to see you again too," Kikyo replied snidely. "I am obviously not dead."
But her statement was not totally correct. I could smell the graveyard soil in the air. I laughed at her then. "You're a walking pot, priestess!"
She narrowed her eyes and just watched, not offering me anything else to use to my advantage.
"I'm not killing a dead person...yet," I told her. I crept off then, not wanting to face the person I hated with all my mite any longer. He chose her. He chose the dumb ningen priestess who had tried to kill him over me!
I walked with glowing red eyes and slightly bared teeth through the forest. If anybody or anything noticed my change of behavior, they were much too afraid to mention it. I would most likely snap at anyone who said anything anyway. I just didn't wish to speak about the touchy subject. Even to this day, fifty years later, I still can't get over it. Seeing her in his arms, the sunset behind him. We had known each other since childhood, grown up together. The truth was he had forgotten about me, he was more caught up in his new toy. He was a puppeteer, playing with my emotions. He puled a string and I followed, he pulled all the strings and I hoped, her let the strings go and I died inside.
I was almost in tears now. Angry, upset, and frustrated, three emotions that don't go very well together. I got myself together. My complexion was back to its usual slightly interested and knowing expression. I had to get myself together because I could smell them, the wolves. We weren't far now. We were quite close actually. They were practically upon us.
We walked only about another half mile when I could hear them circling us, whispering of what to do.
"Are they a threat?"
"Should we chase them off?"
'They're on our territory!"
Ahhh, there's the usual wolves I know!
A figure appeared right in front of me then. I smelled the air and immediately recognized him. "Why if it isn't Koga, prince of the The Eastern Wolf Tribe."
