Serasa
Disclaimer: I wish I could own Inu-yasha.then Sesshoumaru could be mine.
A/N: I'm baacccccccckkkkkkkkkk.
************** Kagome ******************
Kagome watched intensely, admiring Sesshoumaru's impassive face and his form changed back into a human body.
Wisps of his fair hair soothingly waved with the frosty wind, making his appearance ethereal and unreal. He never once looked at her. He gazed at his foe, almost as if bored. She wasn't dim-witted.the legends of Sesshoumaru were greatly notorious and feared. He was infamous for his few yet cutting vocabulary that drove his opponents livid and his rapid deadly attacks, ripping them into scorching pieces.
Yet she knew the outcome would not be too pleasing.
************** Kikyo ***************
Kikyo watched enthralled through her open door. Maybe it can happen, I can become queen of these lands. Handsome Sesshoumaru-sama, you could have been my husband, the grand sovereign of the western lands including the thriving Higurashi territory. Foolish demon.you made a choice, to be with my sister.a bastard child of this noble line.
Yes, Kagome of the royal Higurashi family. We are very much alike, with our miko mothers and sharing the same dull father. I have arranged this for years, since I discovered of your existence. My mother hated me for it and father never noticed me since you were born. You will die today for stealing my position, my father, the love I deserve to have.
************** Half-Demon ***************
I am not a fool, but I have no alternatives. Kikyo is watching me, and her mother's gift binds me to her, yet I am not her creation. I will die today. I don't want to.
My eyes sense too much. The younger sister is watching him. She shifted slightly, gazing at the white lord. Then she turned and looked at me, a sea of pity in her eyes. She senses something I cannot feel. It stirred an emotion in me, something I had long forgotten.
I am afraid.
*****************************
"Death is an important element of the cycle of life. All who live must die. Half-breed, you have brought death closer to yourself." Sesshoumaru stepped forward, wanting to end this useless staring match.
"So the stone statue speaks," his voice oozed with sarcasm. "Let's end this or the girl dies." He crouched low, his body tense.
He leapt far away from him, distancing himself from the purebred demon. I am afraid. I heard the tales. I don't want to die. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched the girl fidget uncomfortably, knowing that she would not be able to escape with the gaping bloody wound I bestowed upon her.
My body lurched into the air, higher, beyond the treetops. I flipped backwards, into the woods. My advantage, I would fight in my best area, on the trees. Mistress, you have promised me freedom and security. I have killed your father's enemies for you. Free me. I waited for him. When I glimpsed a simple movement from him, I retreated farther, staying away from him and drawing him deeper into the woods.
It's Kikyo's turn now.
************** Kikyo ***************
Finally. I masked the gloating look on my face with a worried one. I lifted the hems of my kimono and hurried over to my sister, ordering the men to stay by my father under all circumstances and to treat him. I knelt beside her in the mess of splintered wood and broken pottery, caressing her hair, murmuring words of comfort as my other hand dug into the back of my thick obi. My ornamented knife. I couldn't think.
Kagome wasn't even paying attention. Slowly and stealthily I drew out my blade. I lusted for this moment all my life. My hand fisted in her ruffled hair, yanking her head back. She gasped and I smiled. I brought down my knife, for her exposed throat.
************** Kagome ***************
His agile figure slipped deeper into the forest, all I could see was his shadowed form as he moved among the thick barren branches, almost calculating his every leap. Then to my surprise my sister appeared next to me. Her face was etched with worry and compassion, and I would have fallen into her embrace if it wasn't for my trembling. Then I realized that her words were turning choppy almost gurgled. I listened to her speech. Her words alarmed me.
"It's alright Kagome dear, I'm here. I'm always here, watching you. I always have. Don't worry. Yes. I'll protect you bitch. Come here, relax and die." I stiffened.
Then my head was thrown back, my scalp burned. My hand groped for anything near me.a piece of wood, as the other tried to shove her away. Then I saw her face. Wide laughing eyes burned into mine, she burst out barking in insane laughter. I froze and stopped breathing, stunned at as her lips twisted into a wide smile. I thought I died. Then faces flashed before my eye. Mother, father, Kaede, Sesshoumaru. Then all my senses flooded back into my body. I shoved my hands up at her instinctively trying to protect myself, forgetting that I held the piece of wood in my shaking hands.
It went into her face as her blade fell and carved my neck with the tip of her knife. I had shoved away from her at the same time, strength added into my fury.
I blanched and then realized that my sister had tried to kill me.
Sister, I refuse to die.
Hello.long time no upload. Sorry for the delay, but I am trying to apply to college now. Argho. Feel free and e-mail me. Thank you.
New name.serasa, not sera2
Disclaimer: I wish I could own Inu-yasha.then Sesshoumaru could be mine.
A/N: I'm baacccccccckkkkkkkkkk.
************** Kagome ******************
Kagome watched intensely, admiring Sesshoumaru's impassive face and his form changed back into a human body.
Wisps of his fair hair soothingly waved with the frosty wind, making his appearance ethereal and unreal. He never once looked at her. He gazed at his foe, almost as if bored. She wasn't dim-witted.the legends of Sesshoumaru were greatly notorious and feared. He was infamous for his few yet cutting vocabulary that drove his opponents livid and his rapid deadly attacks, ripping them into scorching pieces.
Yet she knew the outcome would not be too pleasing.
************** Kikyo ***************
Kikyo watched enthralled through her open door. Maybe it can happen, I can become queen of these lands. Handsome Sesshoumaru-sama, you could have been my husband, the grand sovereign of the western lands including the thriving Higurashi territory. Foolish demon.you made a choice, to be with my sister.a bastard child of this noble line.
Yes, Kagome of the royal Higurashi family. We are very much alike, with our miko mothers and sharing the same dull father. I have arranged this for years, since I discovered of your existence. My mother hated me for it and father never noticed me since you were born. You will die today for stealing my position, my father, the love I deserve to have.
************** Half-Demon ***************
I am not a fool, but I have no alternatives. Kikyo is watching me, and her mother's gift binds me to her, yet I am not her creation. I will die today. I don't want to.
My eyes sense too much. The younger sister is watching him. She shifted slightly, gazing at the white lord. Then she turned and looked at me, a sea of pity in her eyes. She senses something I cannot feel. It stirred an emotion in me, something I had long forgotten.
I am afraid.
*****************************
"Death is an important element of the cycle of life. All who live must die. Half-breed, you have brought death closer to yourself." Sesshoumaru stepped forward, wanting to end this useless staring match.
"So the stone statue speaks," his voice oozed with sarcasm. "Let's end this or the girl dies." He crouched low, his body tense.
He leapt far away from him, distancing himself from the purebred demon. I am afraid. I heard the tales. I don't want to die. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched the girl fidget uncomfortably, knowing that she would not be able to escape with the gaping bloody wound I bestowed upon her.
My body lurched into the air, higher, beyond the treetops. I flipped backwards, into the woods. My advantage, I would fight in my best area, on the trees. Mistress, you have promised me freedom and security. I have killed your father's enemies for you. Free me. I waited for him. When I glimpsed a simple movement from him, I retreated farther, staying away from him and drawing him deeper into the woods.
It's Kikyo's turn now.
************** Kikyo ***************
Finally. I masked the gloating look on my face with a worried one. I lifted the hems of my kimono and hurried over to my sister, ordering the men to stay by my father under all circumstances and to treat him. I knelt beside her in the mess of splintered wood and broken pottery, caressing her hair, murmuring words of comfort as my other hand dug into the back of my thick obi. My ornamented knife. I couldn't think.
Kagome wasn't even paying attention. Slowly and stealthily I drew out my blade. I lusted for this moment all my life. My hand fisted in her ruffled hair, yanking her head back. She gasped and I smiled. I brought down my knife, for her exposed throat.
************** Kagome ***************
His agile figure slipped deeper into the forest, all I could see was his shadowed form as he moved among the thick barren branches, almost calculating his every leap. Then to my surprise my sister appeared next to me. Her face was etched with worry and compassion, and I would have fallen into her embrace if it wasn't for my trembling. Then I realized that her words were turning choppy almost gurgled. I listened to her speech. Her words alarmed me.
"It's alright Kagome dear, I'm here. I'm always here, watching you. I always have. Don't worry. Yes. I'll protect you bitch. Come here, relax and die." I stiffened.
Then my head was thrown back, my scalp burned. My hand groped for anything near me.a piece of wood, as the other tried to shove her away. Then I saw her face. Wide laughing eyes burned into mine, she burst out barking in insane laughter. I froze and stopped breathing, stunned at as her lips twisted into a wide smile. I thought I died. Then faces flashed before my eye. Mother, father, Kaede, Sesshoumaru. Then all my senses flooded back into my body. I shoved my hands up at her instinctively trying to protect myself, forgetting that I held the piece of wood in my shaking hands.
It went into her face as her blade fell and carved my neck with the tip of her knife. I had shoved away from her at the same time, strength added into my fury.
I blanched and then realized that my sister had tried to kill me.
Sister, I refuse to die.
Hello.long time no upload. Sorry for the delay, but I am trying to apply to college now. Argho. Feel free and e-mail me. Thank you.
New name.serasa, not sera2