Miasma Memories Ch.4
By Vampyra142001
"Hello, I'm home. I brought a friend," I called.
"Is it your friend with the cute ears?" Mom asked. She must be in the kitchen.
"No...he's Inuyasha's half-brother."
"Brother? Cool, does he have weird ears too?" Sota piped as he walked into the livingroom. He gaped at Sesshomaru standing behind me.
"He's got elf ears!" Sota laughed. A growl trickled from behind me. He might not remember everything, but appearantly he could recognize an insult to his demonic traits. When Sota realized that Sesshomaru was angry at him he stopped laughing looked a little afraid.
I turned to Sesshomaru. "He's just a kid, cut him some slack." He glowered at me for a second, then slid back into his cold uncaring self. Great, just great. Until he got his memory back he would be staying here it was already starting out so well.
I filled everyone, including Granpa, in on the situation. Then the problem came up as to where Sesshomaru would sleep; we didn't have a guest room.
"He could sleep in my room, we've got that old sleeping mat. Sleep-over!" Sota said.
"No, he's an adult man, not some child," Granpa said.
"What is a 'sleep-over'?" Sesshomaru asked. We ignored him.
"How about the couch?" Mom suggested.
"I guess that would work," I said. I noticed Sesshomaru was growling again.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"What is a sleep-over?" he growled.
And the rest of the day was spent explaining EVERYTHING to Sesshomaru. I mean it was funny all, but you try explaining how a car works to someone from 300 years in the past. The best part was alot of it I didn't know how it worked myself, so most of it was answered with, "It's just another machine, it does not work by magic."
One thing that was interesting was the arguement about Sesshomaru's sword.
"You can't wear a sword in public! It is not done in this day age,"Granpa said.
"I'll go nowhere without a sword. Especially in this strange place."
Granpa opened his mouth to say something else, but I held up a finger.
"Sesshomaru, what good is that sword?"I asked.
"What good? To fight kill," he scoffed.
"Hmm...alright, let me show you something," I said pushed him into the backyard.
"What do you want to show me?"
I snapped a branch on a young tree near the house.
"Cut that tree down," I ordered.
"Why?" he growled.
"Just do it." I knew what would happen, I had Myoga a while back why Sesshomaru never used his sword in battles with his brother. Myoga said it was because the sword was useless in battle, it was a healing sword given to him by his father. Where Inuyasha's sword could kill one hundred demons in a single stroke, Sesshomaru's could revive them.
He slashed at the tree a pinkish flash followed the blade. The tree stood whole, even the broken branch was fixed. He stared at the tree looking angery confused.
"You can't 'fight kill' with Tenseiga, it can only heal," I said quietly. He growled at me went inside.
By the time we all went to bed I had a headache tomarrow we were going shopping with Sesshomaru.
Next day, mall, picture this; said Sesshomaru is wearing offerings from shrine visitors (the clothing barely fit) he doesn't like most of the fashions. He does however like some of the more american clothing. The outfit he picked out consisted of white very baggy jeans, a white t-shirt with red edging, a red belt, black sneakers. Sota helped him dress. As he figeted with his clothing in the mirror I talked to Mom.
"What can we do about his tail markings? He's been getting weird looks this whole time," I asked.
"A long coat maybe. He could wear make-up...hmm," Mom mused.
"First lets get a couple similar outfits, we don't know how long he'll need to stay."
After he changed back into his other clothes we got him the white one, a blue one, a black one. Mom paid then she decided to get underwear socks. I decided to wander across the way to the book store. Soon Sesshomaru joined me.
"Sota mentioned that I wore a loincloth to your mother, she said it was indecient. Why is that?"he asked. I turned crimpson couldn't answer.
"Because most guys wear more than that," said Sota as he walked up, toting most of the bags. Mom followed a moment later carrying the rest of the bags.
"You'll see when we get home," he added.
Mom grabbed Sesshomaru's arm started to drag him over to the nearest cosmetics store, he was growling.
"Let go of my arm," he said to Mom, she did, but she made sure he was still following.
"So what's with the stuff on your face?" Sota asked.
"The stripes are the mark of the dog clan." He sounded a little unsure.
"The cresent moon?" I asked.
His eyes went unfocused for a minute, remembering? Then," I don't remember..at all."