Inuyasha's POV
The darkness of the cave seemed to smuggle him. 'How long will I be in here before I'm killed?', 'Will I ever see light again?', he wouldn't quit asking himself these types of questions even though he had no answers. He thought constantly of Sesshomaru, and only Sesshomaru. He took his comfort for granted, he had only been with him for about a month or so, yet he loved him unconditionally. His warm embrace that held me in my time of panic. Now that the warmth is gone, he sat in the darkness alone, hiding the tears that stung his eyes. His bare feet against the concrete felt cold, he had nothing but his yukata on, he didn't even have coat with him. Silver hair, magenta stripes, and a crescent moon on Sesshomaru's forehead all made him look like an angel that descended from heaven. Just thinking of him brought tears to his eyes. He didn't care what happened to himself, he just wanted Sesshomaru to be safe. 'Better me than him I suppose', he thought to himself with some confidence. All he could do was sit back in the darkness and think, and the farther his thoughts strayed, the more lost he'd become. Soon enough he found himself humming and partially singing a song he didn't recall learning.
Oh anima effimera
che ti celi nel profondo dell'inganno,
chi hai continuato ad aspettare nel bosco deserto?
Privato di un'ala,
l'uccellino ha chiuso gli occhi in silenzio.
La sofferenza è svanita lontano;
ora l'uccellino non piange più.
Una morbida nebbia d'argento
Una morbida nebbia d'argento
avvolge teneramente ogni cosa.
Riposa, riposa in pace.
Nel racconto che ho scritto, puoi volare in libertà.
Ecco il mio ultimo incantesimo,
affinché la tua luce non conosca ombra.
Che lo splendido sogno dorato non venga infangato
dalla tristezza apportata dalla verità.
La foresta della colpa,
che consumava l'uccellino,
si è disseccata in silenzio.
Petali caduti al vento avvolgono
con dolcezza le guance pallide.
Quel giorno, quanti misteri
avrei dovuto risolvere per poterti portare via?
Riposa, riposa in pace.
Nell'illusione che hai creato,
ho conosciuto l'amore.
Non smetterò di pronunciare il tuo nome,
per continuare a dare vita ai tuoi desideri.
Che niente e nessuno ti trascini
nelle tenebre dell'oblio.
Riposa, riposa in pace.
A flash of red passed in his mind. Raven black hair, slowly blowing in the wind with the soft murmurs of people he didn't remember. The woman turned around and tears rolled down her cheeks freely as she called out, "My son! My son!", her voice almost hysterical as she lunged for me. She passed right through me as if I were a hologram and hugged the boy that was behind me. The boy was screaming for his mother, even though she was right there, the boy kept screaming over and over, "MOTHER!". The boy had silver hair, the same as I, along with the color of his eyes. The young boy gripped his mothers sleeve with all his small might and wouldn't stop crying. He buried his face in her chest almost like he was nuzzling her. The wind blew harshly, an ominous warning of what was to come. The woman stopped hugging her child for a moment to have a good look at her son, she looked down at him and smiled gently, then went back to hugging him and whispered into his ear, "I love you Inuyasha... My son." A man stepped in from the shadows, eyes tinged with red as he appeared to be crying blood tears, raised his arm, the spear bearing down on the woman. The child cried, more like shrieked in fear for his mother and himself as he saw blood pour out of her open wound. She was barely alive, but she moved to cover her son with her own body, the stabs from the assaulter came non-stop. His mothers blood was all over his face and hands as he tried to wipe away the tears spilling from his eyes. He had long ago gone quiet knowing that he would probably die, but he wanted to die in his mothers arms, so he stayed quiet while gripping the dead body on top of him. The vicious man finally stopped the blows to her body and threw the spear into the river and left as if he hadn't just committed an act of murder. The boy, still alive, looked into the eyes of his dead mother and wept. He wished he could just kill himself to be with his mother, but his mother had protected him with her life, so he stayed alive. He gently pushed off the body on top of him with great effort and laid her on her backside. He calmly got up, with blood still on his face and hands, and picked iris flowers. His hands were full with them as he arranged them so she was holding them. He leaned over her dead body and kissed her forehead one last time and whispered more to himself, "Good bye... Mother..". His fingers trembled ever so slightly as he shut her eyes with his fingers and walked off. He vowed to himself that he would become strong no matter what it would take.
Tears rose to his eyes as he tried to wipe them, the shackles barely allowing him. 'Was that my mother?..', he remembered the song once again, 'That had to have been my lullaby as a child..'. He didn't understand why anyone would stab his mother, and why he hadn't remembered until now. In fact, he could barely remember anything from his childhood at all. "It's better to not remember..", he tried to reassure himself but a feeling of uneasiness came over him. 'What if I'm not remembering something very important?', 'Where did I go after my mothers death?', questions kept swirling around in his head. Eventually exhaustion overcame him as he laid back down on the cold cement floor and fell into a deep slumber probably to be plagued by nightmares of the past.
He found himself in a blank room, all white, a never ending space of all white. He smiled to himself gladly, at least he wasn't haunted by his memories again.. Just as he was about to bask in this joyful moment a voice had to interrupt him rudely. "What the hell are you smiling about so gaily for?", an all white wolf looking beast appeared above him, just floating like it was the most normal thing in the world to do. 'How did he talk anyway? He doesn't have a human mouth', he couldn't help but think to himself with curiosity.
"You know I can tell what your thinking..", the creature said telepathically with a sing song voice that could get very annoying.
"So? What do you want with me?", I was really acting all high and mighty, but that's because of my screwed up night.
"Don't get that tone with me! You should respect your inner youkai you know.", the creature -I meant youkai- rolled his eyes in an obviously impatient manner. 'I thought hanyou's don't have inner youkai's...", he thought to himself knowing that he had read it in a book somewhere.
"Well, almost none do." , the youkai answered the question I didn't say out loud. 'That's going to get annoying..'
"May I ask why your showing up only now? You could've showed up and given me strength to save my own mother.", his voice was full of bitterness and sorrow.
"You used my power before many times, you just don't remember.. Did you think that you would survive all on your own after your mothers brutal death? Besides, there were circumstances that had to be met for me even to appear and lend you my power.", again he talked in a matter of fact tone.
"Do those circumstances include my mothers death?", I was being relentless with all the spite I was throwing his way. He could still remember her sweet smile. Yes, she had been his human mother. Where was his father when she was being viciously murdered?
"You had to desire power, to want to fight for it, even if it meant your own death. If you were in your mothers arms forever then you would've never wanted power in the first place. You don't even remember all the self training you taught yourself as a child to stay strong. But don't worry, you will be gaining those memories soon enough, with the jewel acting up and all.", the beast almost smiled to himself when he said his last sentence.
"What do you mean the jewel? I don't remember ever having a jewel in my presence, and if I did then it was probably stolen by some other youkai just like all of my other possessions. Do you think that's why Naraku is after me? Does he think I stole one of his jewels or something?", I asked impatiently just wanting some answers.
"I can't tell you much or you won't awaken. Not that you would know what that means anyway. I just showed up because you are finally showing signs of wanting power. The darkness leaves one feeling lonely doesn't it? But for youkai, they cannot be blind in darkness, they can see in pitch black rooms. But that's one of your advantages, you remember the darkness without the light, you can use that later on. Oh!, and I must say this before I leave, just take Sesshomaru for yours already! He's a hunk of a youkai that you just can't pass up!", With that, the youkai winked and faded until he disappeared.
"SO ANNOYING!", I said frustrated that he just left me with more questions than answers. But he was once again left in his mind once again. Blissful sleep swept over him as he drifted, uncaring of the outside world.
Sesshomaru's POV
He drew closer and closer to Inuyasha's scent. He could now remember the smell that he couldn't place before. Miasma. He gritted his teeth in frustration as he strained on without rest. 'Naraku has to have him. I should have killed him 10 years ago!', he thought to himself, getting more angry at himself for letting such a thing befall Inuyasha. As the underbrush of the forest was finally dying away he could smell the miasma getting thicker and thicker by the second.
He came to a giant clearing, slabs of black slate for tile that indicated a path. In the distance he could see the 6th's districts palace, cool grey exterior and willow trees bending eerily. The moon beyond the palace was sending a ghostly glow over the looming palace, it was a large palace but within it held the most deadliest man he's ever known. Naraku. He would remember his sparing in school with him, he always used sneaky tricks and had more than enough strength to go around. He was the only one who could be matched up with me in those years. He eventually fell in love with a girl named Kikyo, and he finally got off my back. He had even heard that Naraku had tried to separate from his own heart to get rid of that wench.
He came up to the palace now and could smell the scent of limestone and mildew. 'If Inuyasha's in a cave somewhere then I will kill Naraku once and for all.', he thought to himself as his fists clenched and loosened over and over again. His inner youkai was howling in rage that his intended mate might've been hurt.
He was close enough to the door now that he could just break in, but before he even go to he was interrupted.
"You will not go any further, Inuyasha is now mine.", Naraku's voice seemed to boom from out of nowhere along with his miasma that was now thick in the air, it's toxic-ness killing some of the plant life. He quickly turned around, his haori flying madly in the wind. He wouldn't fail Inuyasha, he would kill Naraku and they will live happily.
"He is not yours to take!", he barked out, sounding more like an order than a statement.
"Oh?, then we'll just have to see about that.", he said as a smile spread across his face as he sent his demonic insects and hoards of youkai flying at him under his order...
Authors Note: Gahh... I have been having the hardest time at home right now, so I'm sorry if I'm not updating fast enough... I had to change my age on my profile and even change my picture because my sister was snooping around, trying to find my stories. She saw what picture I had before and the anime I was writing about, so she went searching. Thankfully I changed everything so she couldn't find it. Just so you guys know, I'm only 14 but my profile says 18 just to throw off my sister. I would've updated on 4th of July, but one of my relatives attempted suicide and is now in the hospital for treatment. I do not own the lyrics to the song above, it's from a song on youtube watch?v=UFyzTtKNzYI&feature=related If you like the song and know any songs like it, then please tell me! Please review, you guys help me get away from depressing thoughts. Thank you guys for always reading my stories, it makes me very happy that you guys like it! ^_^