Disclaimer: The anime series, Inuyasha belongs to Takahashi Rumiko

Written By: Moon's Phantom.

Age: Please be older then 14/15

Note: Possessive behavior will be displayed (He is a dog-demon and women were seen as things that could be owned in the Feudal Era)

Control doesn't exist; just a concept made by man to play god.

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Immortal Icicle

Chapter Twelve; Control

Hiding in the shadow of the light, pressing herself against the walls of the hallway and silently watched as the Lord unwillingly left the side of his little female. Ensuring the daiyoukai had put enough distance between them, she quickly pushed aside the door and slunk within the forbidden chambers. Closing the door properly behind it before slinking closer to the resting female, praying that none one walked in. A few minutes with the beautiful creature would be enough – just a few minutes.

Leaning close to the priestess, she took a shuttering breathe and reached out a trembling hand to caress her cheek. She bit her lip to keep herself from squealing outright and alerting anyone of her presence in the Lord's chambers – she couldn't believe she was touching thee Kagome, Priestess of the Sacred Jewel! Thee Saviour Miko of Legends!

Glancing at the door again, she decided to take her chances while she could. She turned her lustful eyes back to the resting female, moving to hover over her weak frame and reached a shaking hand toward those silkily, dark locks. Using her claws to cut a strand of hair and awed at the pink glow that shimmered, entranced she watched as it created a whip and gently twirled up her arm as a snake would. Stupidly, she allowed the pink energy to slowly constrict and tightened around her arm.

Suddenly, a bolt of electricity shot through her limb. A pained scream escaped her lips and she quickly grasped at it, trying to rip the slither of energy off. It only tightened further and sent more shocks into her, earning more screams.

The door burst open and she was tackled.

Blood splattered against the walls as her throat was torn open, her head flying away from her body as the beast took a guarding position over the priestess's body and crimson stained the polished floor below. Thundering growls rumbled from the beast's chest as it bared its giant canines and red dripped from its muzzle, staining the clean blankets below. It huffed and growled angrily, curling around the priestess.

The beast did nothing as the pink energy slithered off the corpse, sliding against the floor and circling his foreleg gently. It faded from appearance, leaving behind tiny lights before they too vanished. It licked at his foreleg where the energy disappeared and was unsurprised as two males raced into the chamber. Their eyes crimson with rage and claws lengthened with their own energy leaking off the tips.

Only to still in shock.

"Sesshoumaru-sama…who?"

The daiyoukai said nothing, his rage calming but inner conflict arising. He should've been the one to protect her. Not some weak cat...this Sesshouamru is also has his responsibilities, Shippou cannot do everything. "Akitoki."

The beast moved away from the female and unfurled into his humanoid form, readjusting the glass on his face. He stood tall as he arose to meet the inuyoukai's golden gaze and bowed respectfully. Quickly, hiding his extended claws within his robes and easily ignoring the blood on his face. "My Lord, Sesshoumaru."

He stood proud and unregretful under the daiyoukai's gaze – silent and waiting.

"Guard my miko. Do not leave her side or face this Sesshoumaru." The male growled and stalked out the chamber, a contemplative fox silently followed. "Shippou, send maids to clean this."

"Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama."

Original

Snippet 13: Irksome

"What's wrong, Ka-san?" A fox kit asked, rushing out from the trees toward the dancing monkey. He was amazed that the small demon wasn't covering his ears then again he called it 'mother' so he could only assume he was used to the screeching.

He fought the urge to ask his brother how he did it.

"What's all this screeching about, wrench?!" The hybrid demanded just as loudly, marching huffily into the clearing. He came to the realization that his brother didn't somehow handle the shrieking but was a part of it. This is journey will be rather irksome.

A/N

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Moon's Phantom38