Stories InuHime can bitch about

Inuhime staggered across the tatami floor. She gasped for breath, sweat dotting her body.

"So weak…" she wheezed, leaning against the wall. Inuhime sank to the ground, breathing hard. "My… My body… It's so weak…" She coughed, and froze when drops of blood sparkled on her hand.

Suddenly, Inuhime convulsed, clutching her chest. Her breath came out ragged, and seemed to stop.

"Can't- Breath-!" Her heart was failing. Inuhime tried to call for help.

"Inuyasha!!" Inuhime shot out of bed, covered in sweat. She blinked, looked around, then realized she was sitting up.

"Feeling better, I see," Kaede said, smiling. "Ye slept for a time. Ye seem different in thy sleep, ye know…"

Inuhime tried to stand up. She got to her feet, then collapsed. Falling to her knees, Inuhime felt her stiff and sore muscles protest. She cringed, her head throbbing.

"Don't push thyself, child. Broken limbs be bad enough, but ye had thy back spanned as well. Give thyself time!" Kaede poured tea for herself, and sipped it.

"I'm- I'm fine…" Inuhime stood up again, and stayed up after a little wobbling. She gritted her teeth at the strain, and smiled. "See! I'm ok now! Don't worry!"

"And why shouldn't we worry?" A voice came from the doorway.

Inuyasha came in, arms in sleeves. "You got so mangled the slightest movement made you scream your guts out – and you're half demon! Geez, don't you know when to rest?"

Inuhime turned to him. "Like you're one to talk!"

Inuyasha growled. "I never had my limbs AND back broken!"

Inuhime growled back. "So? You've had you eye plucked out, your chest torn apart, AND lost enough blood to fill a lake!"

Inuyasha snorted. "Not all at once ya idiot!"

Inuhime fumed. "Whatever!" She pushed past him.

"And where do you think your going?!" Inuyasha barked.

"For a walk," Inuhime snarled over he shoulder.

Inuhime stalked out off the castle grounds. She seethed with humiliation. As Inuhime came up to a nearby tree, she leaned against it.

Inuhime clutched her chest. "So week… But my heart won't really give out… Will it?" She looked at her hand… And coughed blood.

Inuhime's eyes widened, and she froze. 'NO!' She thought, 'I'm half demon! I can't die from heart failure! I CAN'T!!'

Inuhime threw herself up, and started running. She didn't know which way she was going, though she knew it was away from the castle. Stumbling a little, Inuhime ran into the forest nearby.

The clouds passed through the moonless sky.

Sesshomaru went his way, following a hunch. "Jakan, didn't you say that Inuyasha was wounded by a demon near here?"

"Ye-Yes, Lord Sesshomaru!" Jakan exclaimed, stumbling forward. He turned to face his master. "That mongrel Inuyasha was stabbed through by a Demon of Fear. Apparently, he's holding up in the Demon's castle until fully healed."

Sesshomaru focused on a distant target. It was his way of smiling. 'Perfect,' he thought, 'I'll wait for the Tetsuiga to come to me…'

Sesshomaru decided to find a more pleasant place to wait. He did not expect his so-called half-brother to recover any time soon. So, might as well make himself comfortable.

A series of loud noises drew Sesshomaru's curiosity. He looked around as he came around a large tree…

And was thrown to the side by something large and brittle. It broke in two and left a dirty bruise on his left cheek. He went backward into a larger tree, breaking it into a messy splintered stump. Dust flew everywhere.

Sesshomaru stood up, mortified, though he didn't show it. He was all dirty, and had a bruise on his cheek – and he hadn't even seen it coming! Keeping a calm and unruffled appearance (he had the greatest poker face), Sesshomaru looked a little from side to side.

The first thing he saw was a mountain of golden fur. The thing had it's back to him, but Sesshomaru could see the dibree go flying as it ripped the landscape to shreds. The wind shifted, so the thing was no longer downwind of him. The thick smell of Demon wavered off the monster.

'Strange,' he thought, analyzing it, 'It's smell clings to it's body… Not even the sharpest of noses could have smelled it from farther than arms length… How odd…'

"You stuck me…" Sesshomaru said, raising his poisoned claw, "And so I will return the favor…" He lunged for the great golden beast before him.

The beast turned, and Sesshomaru stopped dead.

The thing was a great golden dog at least as large as Sesshomaru's true form. It had gleaming fangs that seemed to be made of the hardest and sharpest diamond. It's ears perked toward him, then bent back. Sesshomaru found himself staring at his own reflection in the great ocean blue eyes.

Sesshomaru was seized by a great power coming from those eyes. He couldn't move. He felt a sharp pain in the stump of his severed left arm, though the only sign that he felt it was a slight squint of his eyes. Something protruded through his right sleeve. Red seeped through the white cloth.

Sesshomaru flexed his regenerated right arm.

He looked back up at the gold dog. "How nice of you to give me my arm back. But it won't spare you…" Now able to move, Sesshomaru morphed into his true form.

The wind blew the hair off the two demon dogs, each growling low and threateningly. The gold one was the first to attack. Sesshomaru countered with a bite. Poison oozed into the golden fur of the other demon's right shoulder, as diamond shredded Sesshomaru's silvery back. Sesshomaru bit down harder to compensate for the damage done to his body. The two broke apart.

Sesshomaru breathed hard, shaking off the great mess of blood off his raw and tattered back. The other demon dog licked the mess of blood off it's lips as it swallowed a little piece of raw meat. It seemed to grin, as if saying, "I love free food," or, "Thanks for the gift," then fell to the ground with a thud.

Sesshomaru was about to morph back when it got up again. The demonic power seemed to radiate off it. Sesshomaru lunged. The other demon dodged as gracefully as any cat, getting a good grip on his neck in the process. The diamond teeth dug in.

'Such power… Such grace… Such demonic energy…' Sesshomaru thought as he too bit into his foe's neck. 'The stamina… the will… the pride…' He sniffed a little as something caught his attention. 'And it's… female…'

If his mouth wasn't full, Sesshomaru would have smiled. 'A perfect mate…'

Sesshomaru dug in for the kill. The demoness fell back, and lunged herself. She was loaded with so much of his poison Sesshomaru secretly marveled how she could still stand, let alone fight. He dodged, she caught his tail. He took hers.

The two fought, blow for blow, on equal terms, till sunrise.

Jakan and Rin found their lord bloodied and torn to pieces, his skin ragged, yet with both arms in tact. He was glairing at a human girl, only slightly less damaged. Green poison seeped out of her many wounds.

Jakan couldn't believe that the girl was still alive.