I AM SO SORRY FOR THE VERY LONG WAIT! Ive been sick and busy with school work and crap like that! I hope you wont have to wait as long next time... and if you do I appologize in advance!
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G.N.V
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All the air was wet, sticky and humid. Breathing was hard to do, let alone feeling dry. Every bit of solid life form was frozen solid in a flash freeze unlike any other. Even this horribly wet air was filled with tiny pieces of ice everywhere. It was a figure skaters haven.
Every blade of glass was frozen solid in a sheet of deadly spears. They surrounded Sesshoumaru's shoes, almost hitting his ankles, and tearing his pants slightly. They shone in the recedeing moonlight, its shine hidden behind the trees almost, but still creeping over their shimirring surface. Every spear was highly detailed, each a different, insanely intricate design of flowers. They all had a strange beauty and also an undeniable sense of danger.
At every turn was a new foe for Kenkyoshou. At all his sides, he was surrounded by those little daggers, and also pointed icicles hanging from all the trees limbs, waiting for a chance to fall and pierce someone through. Kenkyo' swore every curse he knew all at once, flinging his long white hair over his shoulder. Even he could not manage this, in all his almighty king-of-all-things-cold status. He felt so cast aside. His heart raced in anger, feeling rejected and lost for being pushed out of his place but that infernal fox demon, Shikyo. And to top it all off, she didn't look to innocent right now.
In her state, her back hunched, claws dug into the grass that was not frozen, and hair swishing in all directions, you would never have quessed it was that sweet and peaceful, motherly kitsune. Small amounts of blood seeped from her fingers from clenching the ground, her knuckles could be seen clearly through her pale skin. Every gasp or air she took seemed to heave her back more and more, almost to the point where it seemed to crack. All her musles felt torn, her knees blown, and head throbbing. All rational thinking seemd to be gone. All she knew right now was she needed to kill the person who killed Niako.
"I think," A horrible, raspy, throaty growl like voice cam from her mouth, her large fangs adding a tiny lisp to her words, "That you should be whimpering with fear, Mitsuyaga Kenkyoshou." Those pearly black and pink eyes stared out over the baren, frozen over forest floor, to Kenkyoshou who now held on to his ice spear for dear life. Every marking on Shikyo's face, and now arms, glowed with fury unlike anything seen before. Her eyes burned with hatred, and that once white tail, pearly, snowy white, was black and silky. On shaky legs she rose from the ground, which now started to shake. Her head snapped up and the air thrashed about, threatening to knock everyone over.
As Sesshoumaru tried with all his might to keep his footing planted safely on the ground, unlike Kenkyoshou who flew off his feet and into a heap of icicles, he couldn't help noticing a much larger change in his friend. Her claws now lashed out infront of her, her tail growing in length. The air bubbled and steamed, then froze in a frosted cylinder around her. The wind hushed, completely calm, serene. Until the cylinder shattered.
All senses worked over time to figure out what was going on. Sesshoumaru's nose could smell flowers, blood and leaves burning. He could feel the air flash with a heat he had never felt in his entire life. All he could taste was a dry, coppery taste in his mouth like crusted corpse blood. Even his thoughts were filled with that heat. The only sense that didn't work was his sight. He couldn't even manage to open them, let alone see what was going on. What was going on, he would pay any amount of money to see.
In Shikyo's place, not a woman, but a sleek, ebony kitsune youkai stood, back arched and shimmering fangs bared. Her fur stood on end all over her body, muscles bulging. Those same red marking covered her body, running down her haunches like blood. A white cresent moon stood on each of her shoulders, and little purple ring marked her ears. She had her necklace still around her neck and several chains around her ankles. A wicked snarl ripped from her bloody red muzzle. Her claws lashed out angrily.
"Now, Shikyo!" Kenkyoshou laughed nervously, placeing down his spear, hands shaking a bit, "Do you really want to take the bloody way out of this?" All he got was another roar and a step in advancement. He leaped back out of caution."Alright then... You give me no choice..."
After a swirl of icy petals in the air, and freezing cold, In Kenkyoshous place stood a dragon unlike any other, spines of nothing but pure ice on his back and wings of pure air. His scale were white, blue and every other color of the rainbow, with black claws and piercing blue eyes. Kenkyoshou was fighting Fire with Fire, or rather, Ice with Ice?
The battle comenced. Tearing forward, Shikyos fangs clamped into Kenkyo's neck, indigo blood seeping over her muzzle. He tried to shake her, without success. Only when he had both clawed hands around her own neck did she let go (very unwillingly). Even after her divorce of his neck, she lunged after his chest with her claws, and after grabbed his scaly skin with her teeth. A roar came from the dragon, and a blow to the hip was hardly enough to tear her away from chest. But it worked. Even as a dragon you could tell he was smiling like a fool. As he advanced on Shikyo (who was now cautiously tending to a severely shattered hip), he licked his scaly lips in pleasure. He was going to finally get a good meal. He thought.
A crashing of bodies, a yelp and a roar, and one shattered spine later, Kenkyoshou was on the ground, seething and struggling to breath. Sesshoumaru's tail hung down loosely, covered in the dragons blood, and ears crushed flat against his head. Even with that back, Kenkyoshou would not give up and struggled to his feet. You could hear his bones cracking at every movement he made. Anger flashed in those baby blues of his as he took one last lunge at Sesshoumaru. It was to no avail. All Sesshoumaru had to do was give him one parting slam with the shoulder and the dragon was down. For good this time. Sesshoumaru licked his shoulder, it out of place a bit, pawed to the gurgling Kenkyoshou, stepping over to him, gingerly favoring his right leg. With his paw now on the dragons neck, a strangled snap was heard and the ice mans eyes glazed over.
"Sesshoumaru..."
In his human form now, covered in that dragons blue blood, he rushed to Shikyo's side. She held her hip tenderly, sitting propped against the rock. Even now, her tail stood black and her markings glowed. Her eyes though, stared at him with their former glorious pink that he loved. Her smile was weak, a long bleeding gash under her jaw, but here eyes twinkled at the sight of the dead dragon.
"He is finally dead!" She heaved an exasperated sigh and leaned fully against the tree, wincing as she moved her legs. Her neck had a few gashes in it from Kenkyoshou's claws, but nothing serious other than the hip had happened to her. "And you? Are you alright?"
"I'll be fine." Sesshoumaru answered, sitting next to her. He grabbed a cloth from a bag he had and wiped off some of the blood on her nek and face. Shikyo whined a bit, it made her feel like a child needed a bath from her father! Shikane used to do that, and it brought back those memories. She wanted to cry. But she wouldn't.
After Sesshoumaru was done, he held her shoulder tightly against him. For some odd reason she knew he wasn't letting her out of his sight for while. But she didn't care. If she could be with her Lord she didn't care if she was in solitary confinement. As long as it was with him.
"You made sure he was dead, didn't you?" Shikyo looked at Sesshoumaru, asking the question that radiated through her head, "I couldn't bear having him around anymore."
"He is surely left for dead," Sesshoumaru answered plainly. There was no sign of indecision in his eyes, words or expression. He was sincere. As she nodded her head a little ball of fury ran into her arms.
"SHIKYO!" Rin's ecstatic voice wailed from somewhere tucked inside Shikyo's chest. She laughed when the girl tugged at the back of her dress. "I got soooo scared when that evil ice man came! I ran far away, and found myself in a tree! A very LARGE tree! Ah-Un and Jaken were there too. We hid there until it was over. It took a long time to get down." Watery chocolate eyes looked into Shikyo's, a small, reassured smile on her young face. Shikyo wiped away a tear from her cheek and kissed her forhead.
"We're fine now, Rin," Shikyo reassured. Jaken came up, flinging ice pieces off of his hat, and sighed.
"Will I EVER get a decent nights sleep ever again!?" He complained, slumping down on the ground. He mumbled something about 'infernal fox's', 'unessesary woman' and 'waste of space and air'. He got a kick to the head from Sesshoumaru shortly after the third one.
After a bit of cleaning up and some serious bandaging for Shikyo's hip, mostly everyone was asleep. Rin was lightly snoring on Ah-Un's shoulder, who's chest heaved up and down as he breathed, making Rin follow suit. Jaken sat limp against a tree, holding his hat in his hands, and the staff of two heads prooped against his shoulder. he had grumbled about the kick for some time before finally getting a stone thrown at him for complaining. He stopped soon after.
The only two left awake were Shikyo and Sesshoumaru. Shikyo laid her head on his chest and spoke softly, sitting between his legs. They had been speaking for over an hour.
"It only happens when I'm severely angry," Shikyo was explaining what happened when her form changed into that large fox. "Its like I am no longer myself. A whole new person, one who needs to kill and is filled with hatred. If I do not know who I need to kill...I will kill everything..." her voice trailed off, remembering when she slaughtered and entire village...
It was 10 years ago. A man had threatened to kill her if she wouldn't give him all of her belongings, unbeknowest to him that she was quite the extraordinary demon princess. Instead of killing her he decided to take her for himself... She got very angry and killed the man but it was too late. Her fangs had came and nothing in the world could stop her rampage now. Not even children were spared. The village was in shambles in a matter of 10 minutes, every temple, house and shack torn to the ground. Blood was everywhere, and Shikyo was left alone to stare at the baren waistland she had created...
"There is no controlling it?" Sesshoumaru asked, intrigued. Her power was imense, maybe even more impressive than his own. He was slightly jealous. Having his power pushed aside by a womans? What better way to burn down his ego?
Shikyo shook her head as an answer. Her shoulders drooped as she nuzzled into his chest. Her hip burned like fire, but she wouldn't show it. Her tail swished back and forth as she eyes drooped.
"Sleep, Shi." Sesshoumaru looked down on her as she started to dose off. She nodded and snuggled closer to him. He actually had no idea why he was letting her do this. It was so out of character! He was a bit confused, yet his body would not do anything to remove her from him. It was like his brain was protesting but his heart and body were not. They welcomed her company with open arms.
As the moon came into the sky again, Shikyo was close to falling alseep when she felt something on her head. It was soft, gentle, and sent her into a dreamless sleep. But no one would ever know it was a kiss from Sesshoumaru that sent her there...
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I am VERY sorry that
its short, but I really just wanted to KILL OFF Kenkyoshou. He was
bothering me. Yes so, it was mostly fighting and im sorry if it moved
a bit too fast... I think It did. Anyways I hope it was good as
usual! REVIEW!
