Chapter 7

Messenger

Sesshomaru sighed, running his fingers through his hair. As his younger brother would say, this sucked. Royally so (no pun intended. Insinuate that there is one and he would kill you out of sheer boredom. Horrible way to go, really...). His father had died recently, ending his search for her.

Kaugra.

He hadn't said the name in these last four years that he had been wandering, Jaken tagging along (whining, being annoying, pissing and moaning all the way, of course), and later a small girl whose smile reminded him vaguely of Kagura when she had been 12 had joined along as well. He had given her Kagura's ribbon, telling her to never loose it. While he wasn't always sure this was a good idea, he didn't trust himself enough to hold onto the thing and not go on a rampage through the castle every time a memory assaulted him due to the thing. On Rin it was safe. Well... realatively safe... Less people dead, ribbon still in tact, girl not slaughtered when they had first met thanks to said ribbon... that usually made Sesshomaru's day slightly better than usual.

But now he was daimyo. He couldn't wander around Japan, trying to find Kagura. His father's death at the hands of a former ally, Ryukotsusei, had destroyed those plans. Lucky lucky him... leader of the people, filthy fucking rich with all the power he could ever want (unless he desired to be daimyo) at his finger tips... but no Kagura. That last little detail tended to suck out the happiness from the whole sha-bang.

Jaken bowed his way into the room, groveling just as much as he had always had when Inu no Taisho was still alive. "M'lord!" he croaked.

Sesshomaru bit down a groan. Why hadn't he killed the toad yet...? Ah, right... not many retainer would allow him to kick them around... though that's usually what InuYasha was for; relief. Of. Tension.


A dry, humorless chuckle pressed against painted lips, twisting into a small smirk. Nothing had changed. Not really. And yet here she was... At least he wasn't there to torment her. He had apparently taken to wandering about Japan. Why was beyond her, but it didn't matter to her what he did.

No really, it didn't.

Really...

Ok ok, fine, it didn't matter to her much. Happy? Stupid, nosy...

Who was she addressing anyways? If she didn't get back home soon, her 'honorable' father would get angry. She never wanted him angry. Horrible things tended to happen when he was just unsatisfied... worse things when he was angry.

"Time to fly..."


Jaken puffed his chest out, attempting to look as important as possible for his daimyo. Sesshomaru almost twitched. It looked like he was about to try to do a mating croak.

"M'lord, there is some trouble South with the cat-"

SLAM

A twister formed itself just in front of Jaken, effectively cutting off his words about the cat demons. Wind pulled everything forward and Sesshomaru's breath caught in his throat.

'You've got to be kidding me...'

The wind died down and a woman stood there, head dipped down, eyes closed. Her hair was pulled up into a bun, the tips sticking out at the top to flop backwards. Red lips curled into a smirk as she caught a feather floating down to her fingers, her kimono sleeve swinging from her arm, lines twisted into strange shapes flashing cheerfully at him.

It couldn't be...

She lifted her head, vermilion eyes flashing dangerously. Her mouth opened and she finally spoke. "Yo. I've come from my father, Nara- HOLY SHIT!!"

The woman had finally caught sight of Sesshomaru and her eyes stretched wide in surprise. Stumbling backwards, she pointed rudely at him, mouth agape. "It's you!" she cried rather shrilly, far different from the voice she had been speaking with before. "How... your father... but... nevermind! I'vecometotellyouthatifyoudon'tgiveupyourlandstoNaraku" deep breath "he'lltakethemfromyoubyforceandmanyofyourpeoplewilldie. Bye!"

She was gone in another wave of wind. Sesshomaru had finally gotten over his shock, but it had been a little late for that. He stumbled off of his dais, feet uncurling from beneath him to take him a few feet forward, a hand stretched out to air.

After a moment's silence where Sesshomaru clenched his hand angrily, nails cutting into his palm, he turned to Jaken, eyes bleeding red. "Jaken," he snapped and the servant squeaked, jumping.

"Y-yes, m'lord?"

"Did you get what she said?"

"Y-yes, m'lord."

Sesshomaru nodded and turned to the exit. "Good. Now... InuYasha!!"

The hanyou stuck his head out from behind a hallway, his fiancee blushing furiously at being found in such a position (Sesshomaru didn't need a genius' brain to know why she had been pressed up against the wall or why her lips were red and swollen... Humans...). "What!?" he snarled irritably at Sesshomaru, rolling his eyes.

Where had that adorable (yes, even Sesshomaru found the younger InuYasha adorable... at least, compared to this one he was), immature, always squealing "Nii-chan, Nii-chan!!" and running after him went? Well... not even Sesshomaru knew, nor did he find himself caring enough to find out.

He sighed. "I challenge you to a duel."

InuYasha quirked an eyebrow, tilting his head to the side. "Um... why?"

"You're mother was a whore."

"YOU BASTARD!!"

And so it began. Joy.


(A/N: I've fallen in love!

Blue Moon: ... Really?

FMQ: YES!

Blue Moon: With who?

FMQ: With what, my friend. With what.

Blue Moon: ... raises eyebrow Um...

FMQ: It's three songs by Asian Kung-Fu Generation! Blue Train, Blackout, and Kimi to iu hana, which means 'something and something nose/flower'. -grins-

Blue Moon: Um... yeeeeah... you have fun loving that...

FMQ: Fuck yeah!

Anyways, you know the drill! REPLY FLUFFY MINIONS!!

Blue Moon: What about my minions?

FMQ: ... They come later...