Just Don't

Chapter 21

This fic was nominated for Best Other World, but I didn't place and was once again nominated for Best Original Character (Sakurin) on Award Destiny and placed 2nd! Whoo Hoo!

A/N: Okay peoples, I just wanted to tell you guys that I was busy this whole summer (hence my lack of updates in such a long time), but I did find time to write on Challenge Destiny on LJ – That's something I wanted to challenge myself with. I did a total of 54 drabbles (18 each for three lists). For one list – the 'Sushi' list, I won and was awarded the title of Queen. Yeah I know, how cool is that for me to get such a title? Anyways, the Sushi list will be placed under Destined: Sanno Matsuri, since it will be featured on ED, and the other 34 drabbles will be placed under my drabble story, Destiny Drabbles.

Please check them out and leave your mark! ((puppy-eyes)).

I hope you guys enjoy this update!

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"Owe Souta…!" Sakurin forced out as Souta continued to practically drag her to the side of the school's building. "You're hurting my arm." She screeched out while trying to pull away from his tight grip as the anger fuelled her from his actions.

What right did he have to text her and accuse her of ending things between them just so she could get with Sammy? He was practically slapping her in her face with merely being all cuddly with Kimiko!

"What the hell is up with all that Sak?" He shouted inches from her face after pushing her up against the wall, both his hands on either side of her to keep her from escaping.

"I don't have to explain myself to you Souta." She whispered, bending down low to get under his arm.

"From since when?" He asked her angrily, pushing down his hand to stop her from getting away. "You know how I feel about you, yet you're going around flirting up with Sammy, of all people!"

"Are you seriously going to stand here and tell me all this bull?" Blazing angry eyes gazed up heatedly into Souta's equally heated orbs. "You have a girlfriend remember? So I don't see why my hanging with a guy should bother you."

"You know that –…"

"Know what Souta, huh? Know what?." She shouted in his face, shoving him roughly against the chest, even though he barely budged from her force. "I don't know anything! I don't know what the fuck kind of game you're playing, but it's not good, and I won't be staying around to deal with this shit."

"Sakurin, how can you say that?" He mumbled sadly.

"Honestly Souta…" She said dryly, folding her arms. "You're saying how just last night I broke up with you to get to Sammy. What about you and Kimi? Weren't you the one who begged me not to worry last night because I was your one and only? Last I checked, Kimiko and I made up two persons!" She used her index and middle finger for emphasis on showing him the amount. "I don't see you trying to break shit off with her, and I can't be the idiot girl who'll stick around on the side line, waiting in vein for a guy to choose me over a girl he's fucking glued to!"

Souta sighed softly, bowing his head slightly which in turn caused his long bangs to hide his eyes completely. "I want to be with you Sakurin, I really do." He exhaled softly again, lifting his head to look her in the eyes while moving a hand to cup her cheeks.

Sakurin turned her head stubbornly from his touch, not wanting to feel him since she knew how weak she was against him. He was like the drug that kept her coming back like the foolish little girl she was. He kept saying how he wanted her, wanted to be with her and only saw her – but he must really take her for some fucking idiot, right? All the shitty lies he been feeding her only soothed her for the moment, until she finally got to see a different story with her eyes.

He didn't think him and Kimiko exchanging saliva openly in public made her jealous, or the knowledge of Kimiko being her best friend who tends to dish out everything had her consumed with the green monster?

"I think you should get back to your girlfriend," She started, turning back her head to face him when he'd drop his hands in defeat. "You wouldn't want her to think something's going on between us would you?" Smiling sadly at him, she couldn't help feeling the ache that openly grew in her chest. "…Especially seeing that nothing is going on between us at all."

"Sakurin…" Souta searched her eyes carefully, wondering if she really was ending things with them completely. "Please, just give me…"

"What… Give you more time?" She asked incredulously with her brows up high and mouth open in shock as if she had just been slapped. "Do I look stupid, Souta?" When he didn't answer after moments of silence she slapped the back of her hand in her palm hard as her face screwed up with anger. "No I want an answer, because it seems to me that you think I'm stupid, or just look it to the extreme since you keep asking for more time." She laughed dryly at the thought. "What person would ask for time at getting someone or something they claim to desperately want?"

"Things are just complicated right now." He whispered, already sounding defeated, especially since he openly looked it. He knew he wanted to be with Sakurin more than anything in the world, but for some reason, the hesitancy to break up with Kimiko was consuming him.

"Well…" Sakurin started, slapping at one of his hands painfully so she could be free of the cage he was making with his arms. "Allow me to make it uncomplicated for you." She stepped away from him, running her hands through her short hair before taking her leave. "Good bye Souta." She shouted, but then turned around and smiled widely at him. "Have a fan-fucking-tastic relationship with Kimiko!"

Before she could distance herself from him, he hugged her tightly from behind, burying his face in her neck as he mumbled words of sweetness against her skin.

"I'll break up with Kimiko… I promise I will." He said after a few moments of silent, happy that Sakurin was not trying to break free of his hold. He slowly turned her around and cupped her under her chin so that she could look into his sincere eyes. "Just promise me that you'll wait for me." He pleaded, his eyes drooping slightly in sadness. "I know I'm not giving you a reason to believe in me, and that whatever trust you had in me might have probably disappeared by now, but… I'm begging you Sakurin…" He requested harder.

"Listen…Souta…" Sakurin whispered, trying her hardest to not cave when it comes to his speeches. He always had a way of making her feel good, or bend to his will whenever he pleased to do so, but… not this time, she just couldn't bare the heart ache she knew that would surely follow after this little talk – it's always the same. "I can't put my life on hold just for you, not with the way you are…I'm…" She sighed and took a step backwards away from Souta. "All I can really tell you right now is that if you want me, and only me then you should probably break up with Kimiko sooner, rather than later. But, if you wait too long, and I end up with someone, then that's just it… You would have simply lost."

Somewhere in the back of her head, she didn't know why she was saying all that. Before she was willing to wait for him, trusting that he would eventually break up with Kimiko. Though, after talking with Sammy and knowing how different he was, made her realize that there are other guys out there who can make her happy – Souta wasn't the only guy who could give her that blissful feeling… She was positive that someone along the road will give her that joyfulness.

Souta heaved a heavy sigh at Sakurin's decision with a bow of his head. He felt his hands itching to hold her, to try and reassure her. But she was right, he needed to get his priorities straight before he could begin to show her how serious he wanted her. He needed to make a decision, to find out why he was so hooked on Kimiko and couldn't officially choose Sakurin.

"I'll make it better Sakurin." He walked towards her with determination in his eyes. "I know my words don't mean shit to you right now, but I promise – I will make it right." He stopped in front of her, snaking his hands into hers before squeezing them firmly. "I know that you are aware of my hesitation…" He released one of her hands to run it frustratingly through his long dark hair with his head thrown back. "I admit that I am… I know that I am, you have no fucking idea how much it's killing me to not choose the girl I want to be with." He looked her in her eyes, this time grasping her face in his hands to make sure she was watching him. "I know you also know how I feel deep down, and I will gladly tell you and the whole fucking world the moment we can finally be together."

"Souta…" She whispered; shifting her eyes around them to make sure they weren't drawing any attention. "Don't…."

He started shaking his head with his eyes closed before licking his lips. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He mumbled. Souta stepped closer towards Sakurin, bending down to kiss her slowly, his now opened eyes searching hers for any sort of refusal. When he didn't spot any he continued, finally reuniting their lips once again.

Sakurin melted within the kiss, almost fainting from finally feeling the touch of his lips against hers, finally experiencing the simple caress of his hands that soothes her. But she knew this was wrong, deep down she knew continuing this act would only continue to hurt her. The knowledge of what is wrong pricked painfully at the back of her head. Souta's scent, his tongue… everything about him made her hazy, made her lose all rational thinking.

'This is not right Sakurin!'

She heard the annoying truth as loud as any bell that's being rang right next to one's ear. With a startling realization and finally listening to her conscience for a change, she lightly broke the kiss with a frantic shake of her head. "We shouldn't be doing this." She seemed to have swallowed with difficulty with her palms resting against Souta's chest. "We can't keep going on in circles."

"Sakurin…?"

"I'm sorry, I have to go." She looked at him with uncertainty with her mouth opening and closing a couple times as if she was trying to form her thoughts into words. With a defeated sigh, she looked behind her as if someone was watching her. "I… I won't wait forever on something that seems impossible."

With that sad, she rushed off towards her group of friends miserably, before Souta could say or do anything to keep her with him any longer.

Cursing loudly with rage, Souta kicked the air in aggravation as he watched Sakurin leave. He eased to the edge of the building where he could clearly see Sakurin as she picked up her bag pack silently, ignoring her friends as she rushed off to into the school, even though they had about a good fifteen minutes of lunch left.

What made him more than upset was the way Sammy got up and rushed in her direction, as if she was of any concern to him! What did Sammy have plotting? He knew the guy wanted Sakurin since forever, and he didn't really feel threatened by him since Sakurin never even noticed him, even before he started to like Sakurin, she never thought to give Sammy a chance. Now…Now it was as if they were best buds, and that didn't settle well with him, especially knowing that Sakurin was suddenly talking about not waiting on him. Did she find some other guy who she could relate to and possibly be with? Was that possible guy Samuel Masato? That Spanish mixed guy who was so brazenly open about what he thought of a girl sexually?

"Why is it so hard?" He questioned himself, looking at Kimiko as she stood, watching in the direction that her best friend had taken off before pausing suddenly.

He tucked a thumb finger into his black skinny jean pocket as he walked towards his friends, kicking a small rock along the way.

"Souta…!" Kimiko walked stiffly towards him, shoving him lightly to get his attention. "What did you say to Sakurin? She's crying for God's sake!" She screamed, fed up with the feud Souta and Sakurin had going on. Was it too much to ask of him to be civil with Sakurin?

"Just drop it Kimi…" Souta grumbled distantly, as he brushed passed her. "I didn't do anything to Sakurin." He knew he was lying, but maybe that was enough to make him feel less of an idiot.

With an exasperated sigh, Kimiko rolled her eyes at her boyfriend. She couldn't understand what caused Sakurin and Souta to loathe each other so much! "You know what?" She asked, throwing her hands up in defeat. "I don't care…" She shook her head angrily at him. "But this is the last time you'll hurt Sakurin. I mean, I love you and all, but hurting my best friend so much cannot and will not be tolerated!"

Souta folded his arms slowly, but Kimiko took it as a response in her being too forward. She sighed softly, lowering her eyes to the ground. She really did love Souta – truly did, but the fact that her boyfriend and best friend couldn't get along, hurt her really.

"Don't worry Kimiko." He looked her dead in the eye with a faraway look. "It'll change, that much I can promise you."

She didn't understand that look he was giving her. He wasn't even trying to fight back like he usually did to defend himself. She felt like something was wrong…

"Has something been bothering you, Souta?" The concern in her voice didn't go unnoticed to him, and he ended up feeling more of an idiot.

He was torn between two girls and couldn't make a choice. Here he had Kimiko, who he knew cared for him, loved him deeply. She was always there for him as of late, but the painful truth of her cheating on him, going around and fooling with random guys at parties or outings has never passed him by. Then again, he was as much of a cheater as her, though he was pretty much the real professional in all of that seeing as she never suspected anything.

Then, there was Sakurin. The girl whose first kiss he'd received, the very girl whose present made him happy for no reason at all. She was amazing in her own way, not choosing to be a follower. She never did party much or fool around with guys anymore. He couldn't remember when last he'd heard something bad about her either, or see her do something in that light. Somewhere though, deep down within him, he felt like she'd change for the better, all for him, and having that knowledge made him feel good. Sakurin was everything he wanted and more…She was the girl who made it easy for him to fall, who made him feel all giddy inside when thinking about her, and yet….

Souta sighed loudly.

"I just need to clear my mind." He scratched the side of his chin lightly while blocking the sunray with his other hand. "I'll catch up with you sometime."

Before Kimiko could say anything more, he jogged over to his bag, snatching it up without breaking his jog before heading towards the wall and jumping it without a second glance.

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Kagome turned around from her position in the kitchen at hearing the shuffling of keys at the door, before squatting down low in front of the stove as she looked inside of the oven.

"Oh my gosh! Rain will surely come today!" Sango shouted after closing the door behind her with a big grin on her face. "You're actually cooking! Wait, are you sick or something?" Sango laughed when Kagome raised both hands in the air to flip her off without taking her eyes off of what was inside of the oven.

"Would you shut up?" She giggled when Sango kicked her playfully on the butt.

"Whad up whad up ma woman? You didn't come in last night." Throwing her book bag on the table, Sango took a seat on the counter with a small bowl of nuts in her hands that Kagome had laying around with other ingredient scattered all over the place. "Did you have fun doing the dirty with someone?"

Kagome froze slightly, feeling disgusted as she got flashes of last night with the man she wanted dead the most. Taking a deep calming breath, she turned to face Sango with a wide cheery grin on her visage. "I never kiss and tell Sango." She giggled loudly when Sango pouted pathetically, throwing some nuts on her in annoyance.

"Awe pooey!" Lips puckered out and eyes drooping sadly, Sango munched on the nuts in her mouth with glaring at Kagome at the same time. "How can you say that to me? I'm your bestie!" She grinned before throwing herself on Kagome who lost her balance slightly but didn't fall thanks to the counter.

"Oh stop it Sango – act your age!" She smiled while pushing Sango's weight off of her. "…And lose some weight!"

"Hey…! Are you calling me fat?"

"I never said that." She sang out, turning her back on her friend and reached for some mittens when she heard something chimed loudly. "Ah… that's my cake!"

Kagome turned off the oven and made to take out her cake with a jubilant grin on her face. When she eased the cake on the counter, her grin fell slowly from her lips as she watched helpless as her hard work sunk in the middle.

"I'm no cook but I'm pretty sure that's not supposed to happen." Sango mumbled behind her, poking the sunken cake with a fork continuously.

Kagome turned her head slowly towards her friend, her narrowed eyes glaring at her as one eye twitched in annoyance. "You think?"

"Hey I'm just saying…" Sango laughed with her hands help up in surrender. "What made you go into 'house wife' mode anyways?" She asked, jumping onto the counter to sit with her legs crossed as she resumed eating the nuts. "You only cook when something's wrong."

Kagome gave a slight smile, turning her back to her friend as she poke slightly at the sunken cake. She had to grip the fork tighter with her eyes screwed shut with disgust as the flashes invaded her mind, giving her a whiplash that she had no desire of having.

All she wanted to do was forget – mostly have the pleasure of seeing Shaya die, though the feelings she had for Inuyasha confused her…

She fucking hated him!

"Nothing's wrong…" She strained out, giving a tight smile even though Sango couldn't see her. "I…I wanted to bake a cake for…" Taking a silent gulp as disgust washed over her face, she exhaled slowly before turning to her friend. "…Inu…Yasha."

Sango's lips started to spread into a slow smile as she chew the nuts openly as if she was watching an exciting movie and eagerly awaited the grand finale. She hopped down from where she sat, stalking closer to Kagome with a huge grin splitting her face in half. "Well it seems like someone had a really wild night."

Kagome almost chuckled at Sango's statement.

It was definitely wild… Wouldn't you say the same thing, Ka-go-me?

Kagome flinched suddenly when she felt the caress of a seductive voice tickling her senses. Turning her head away from Sango, she pressed a hand against her chest, taking easy breath while the voice echoed throughout her body.

"Did… Please tell me you just heard that…" She breathed out.

"Hear what Kags?" With brows pushing down to narrow her orbs in confusion, Sango looked around as her eating slowed... "I don't hear anything. It was that good last night that you're hallucinating?" Sango asked obliviously, poking Kagome firmly in her tummy.

Despite feeling a sense of uncertainty deep within her, Kagome couldn't help but smile at her friend's ignorant ways that was evidently laced with such perverted thoughts.

"We should get to class." Kagome pulled off her apron, running her hands through her hair as she walked towards her bedroom. Rushing into her bathroom for a quick once over, she paused in front of the broken mirror, smiling ruefully at her reflection. When she used her hands to brush her hair out of her face she paused suddenly at realizing that the cuts and scraped that once adorned her hand was completely gone – leaving nothing but a red spot in place.

"What the..?"

"Kagome, are you ready?"

She didn't have time to wonder what had happen to her wounds after hearing Sango enter her room, grumbling at how nasty it was.

What Kagome fail to realize was her reflexion in the mirror that just gazed hauntingly at her with a sly smirk on her pouty lips. The reflexion in the broken mirror placed her hands against it, letting her long nails rake slowly downwards as her purple orbs watched Kagome leave.

Don't ignore me for too long…

The reflexion's smirk turned into a full smile when the dorm door slammed closed, signalling that the girls were now on their way to class.

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"I assume you have news for me young one?"

The voice whispered in the dimly lit room held an air of authority as he stood with his hands inside the arms of his robes. His dark steely orbs were glued to the male before him who stood wearing a purple robe with a gold staff in his right hand.

"Yes sir." He replied, bowing in respect just when someone closed the door, leaving both males alone in the room.

"Don't keep me waiting."

"Gomen…" He looked up, his violet orbs unreadable in the wake of the elder before him. "The dark youngest prince cannot live without his chosen one…" He started as the rings on his shaft jingling as he shifted uncomfortably. "From my research I learned that he has some limited amount of time for his chosen one to accept him before death consumes him, although I don't know how limited that time is."

The elder nodded in approval. "What of this chosen one… Who is she?"

The hesitancy flowing off of the young man didn't go unnoticed in the dim room. His gaze lingered on the shaft that was shaking slightly from the tight grip the man had on it.

"I asked you a question child." His glare was answered with the clearing of the young man's throat.

"I beg your forgiveness…" He bowed deeply. "The chosen one goes by the name of…" He exhaled deeply while avoiding the elder's gaze. "… Kagome Higurashi…"

With bulging eyes of disbelieve, the oldest man in the room rushed closer to the man, holding his shoulders in a vice grip as he shook him angrily. "Kagome? It couldn't be…" He was confused at how she could be connected to a vampire no less! "How long have you known that she… that girl….how long?" He barked, clashing his angry orbs with the terrified violet ones.

"I…I…"

He released his hold on him, lifting a hand which flew down to connect with the young man's visible visage. "Do not…." He breathed heavily, looking down snidely at the man who was now on the ground, holding his cheek with his head bowed in apology. "…Do not fuck with me!"

"I wasn't sure!" He defended himself. "Not until…"

"Continue if you value your life!" He threatened.

"I'm not positive on my assumptions, but it seems like Kagome isn't human…"

With a quirk of his bushy eyebrows, the man pointed a scarred finger at the boy before him. "Explain yourself!"

"I… I sensed something evil when I stepped into Inuyasha's room." He gasped as his tried to numb the pain by adding pressure to his cheek. "Something dormant inside of her seemed to have awakened through the act of sexual intercourse."

"You are positive of what you felt?"

He nodded. "In the wake of my absence, I was training severely which in turn have made me stronger; I can now sense evil that was in a room a couple hours before."

He smiled was filled with admiration. "I'm impressed. It took me months to master such abilities when I was younger." He walked back to his position, away from the young man who was still on the floor, his head bowed in submission.

"You know what must come to pass, don't you?"

The whisper fluttered ominously towards the young one ears, making him close his orbs in distress.

"Hai…"

"You may leave." He dismissed him, watching him closely through slits. "You have but a week to find out more on Kagome."

"I understand." Getting up with a defeated sigh, he grabbed his staff and headed for the exist, placing the hood over his head to hide his visage.

"Wait… Where does your heart lie?"

The sudden question stopped him in his tracks and he found himself gripping onto his staff for control. "Here. In the coven of course."

"Where does your loyalty lie?"

"Here. In this coven." He repeated.

"…And outside of the coven?" The man continued, becoming one with the darkness as his voice filled the dark room. "Does your heart have a purpose?"

"Negative. Outside of the coven, I'm a heartless man who stops at nothing to get the job done."

"I see…" He whispered. "Do you have friends… family?"

"My only friend is myself, my only family lies within this coven."

His voice was detached, emotionless as he recited what was set in stone. Giving a silent sigh he found himself squeezing his orbs shut tightly while he prayed for everything to go away.

"Can I trust you?" The man finally asked. "Can I trust in you to know that you haven't become attached to your subject and see him as something more?"

"Inuyasha is nothing but a task that needs to be done. My deceiving ways in acting as his friend is just a means to achieve the task at hand." He turned around after composing himself to look blindly at the man in the shadows. "I have not and will not do anything in the process to have you take away such trust you have in me."

"I'm pleased…"

"Thank you." He bowed once more.

"One last question."

The young man jumped suddenly when he felt the hot breathing of the man next to his ears, surprised that he was so close to him without his realization.

"What is your purpose in life?"

With eyes closed in concentration, he started with a monotone voice. "My purpose in life is to protect the human race from the likes of all types of vampires. I live each day to learn more about their weaknesses, to learn how to destroy them and rid them and their filth of the world so it can be returned to it's pureness like once before."

"Good, very good." The happiness in his voice gave the boy a sense of accomplishment, pleased that his teacher liked his answer.

"Who are you?"

"I'm nothing; like the darkness I come and go when needed. My rightful intentions are only revealed in the dark, but by light I would have accomplish my task and deceive whomever I desire and then disappearing until needed once more." He took a calming breath. "I am no specific person. I am the coven and the coven is I."

"You have made me proud of you my son."

Despite his uneasiness, the male gave an appreciated smile, happy to be in the light of his creator.

Circling the youngling slowly, he gazed quietly at him while he was deep in thought. "For the sake of your life, I hope you truly do not see that beast as nothing more than a disease that needs ridding of."

"Of course father." He rushed out, bowing his head to hide his terrified orbs. He was shocked to hear his own dad say such words. Although the life they were living, there was no such thing as having parents. They were all just living for one purpose, having the company of the coven who was and is their only family.

"Miroku..."

"I will not disappoint you dad."

He bowed his deepest this time, his palms sweating as they shook lightly with a mixture of anger and fear.

"That'll be all."

The old man turned his back on his son, effectively ending the conversation to take the new found information and add it to the others.

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Sesshomaru paced the confines of his classroom with his head bowed low and hands clasped behind his back. He would occasionally mumble something incoherent under his breath before looking up at the door, which seemed to be frozen.

"I'll kill him." He growled out, pausing briefly before walking towards his table to lean on it in frustration.

Sesshomaru didn't know what exactly was gnawing so annoyingly at the back of his head but he just knew that there was going to be some major troubles up ahead. He couldn't help but exhale worriedly when he remembered the shiver of evil that spread through his body just moments ago.

Last night when he was taking care of the little trouble at hand, he vividly remembered feeling that same evil that came from Inuyasha a few nights back. That very evil coursed through him, as if giving him the drive to put and end to the lesser vampires in such a brutal way. Sesshomaru grinned sadistically, silently admitting how much he enjoyed that experience.

"But that other force…" He whispered.

While in his mother's arms, he felt it… That unexplainable feeling literally made his blood boil with anticipation and fear. He knew it was something new, something far more evil than what Inuyasha was hiding and that thought made him quiver.

It was even more prominently known when his very own mother expressed his hidden feelings so openly. The way she openly gasped, as if lacking air made him question her wellness. She kept it simple, playing it off as something insignificant, but Sesshomaru could not be fooled – He knew that she felt the same wickedness that he was touched by.

"Something is brewing."

He suddenly looked up just in time to see his brother walk through the doors. Preparing himself to give him a verbal whiplash, he paused when he saw the way Inuyasha's eyes drooped tiredly while walking with a slouch.

"What's the matter with you?"

Inuyasha looked up at him with dead orbs, throwing his bag pack against a desk as he walked further into the room, taking his seat in Sesshomaru's comfortable wheel chair.

"I haven't been honest with you." Inuyasha gazed up at Sesshomaru though his gaze was unfocused.

Sesshomaru quirked a brow in confusion, hating how drained his brother looked. He perked up into a standing position, facing his little brother while he looked him over. There was something different about Inuyasha… It was like he was… sick.

Vampires never get sick.

"I've figured that much." He drawled out, folding his arms as he walked closer to his brother. "Care to tell me the truth now?"

Inuyasha sighed loudly, his head lolling forward a little as he licked his parched lips slowly. "She's not talking to me…" He started in a whisper. "She found out who I am and stopped talking to me." He babbled on, shaking his head pitifully.

"What are you talking about Inuyasha?" Sesshomaru came closer to his brother, grabbing him by the cheek and lifting his head to look into his eyes. "When was the last time you ate?" His hissed made Inuyasha's eyes pop open from the sudden anger in his voice.

"I need her blood Sesshy." Inuyasha's voice broke as he fought with keeping his dimmed sun-kissed orbs opened. "I just need to taste her blood."

Letting go of his face, Sesshomaru knelt before his brother, searching his extra pale visage with evident worry. He never saw his brother like this before and to see him so hung up over this female blood he speaks of could only…

"Have you mated with Kagome?" Sesshomaru's whisper was harsh, as if he wanted to kill Inuyasha rather than chastise him. "Does she know that you're Shaya? The same vampire from the past that destroyed her life?"

"Fuck Sesshy, do you have to be so loud?" He held his head with both hand, the worry on his face wearing him down. "She fucking found out alright? It was an accident with her finding out and she freaked!" He barked sorrowfully. "And the mating… It's not complete okay? – She… She rejected me!"

It was as if Sesshomaru had been slapped as he jumped to his feet with abhorrence towards Kagome. "How could it not be completed?"

Inuyasha shook his head slowly, his hands still atop his head in frustration. "We fucked up… I didn't even know when he took over Sesshy – Honestly!" He mumbled, still shaking his head for some type of understanding. "He just fucked up everything between Kagome and me, and then to make matters worst – I can't remember the exact shit that happened…"

"Wait wait…" Sesshomaru held up his hand to stop Inuyasha. "What do you mean by 'we'?"

There was a long pregnant pause with both brothers staring at each other silently, as if trying to read the other's mind. Inuyasha kept his face void of emotions, his dead orbs almost pleading for his brother to understand him, to not let him repeat what has been displaying in his mind like some stubborn nightmare.

"That evil from the night with Naraku…"

It finally dawned on Sesshomaru and when Inuyasha realized that Sesshomaru had figured it out, he broke eye contact with a loud sigh.

"Why the hell didn't you say anything Inuyasha?"

"I…I don't know." He finally breathed. "I didn't want to sound like some freak… I just wanted to be normal."

"Well damn Inuyasha – Vampires are anything but normal!" Using his index and middle finger to massage between his brows, Sesshomaru started pacing in front of his desk, cursing loudly every few seconds. "You should have come to me!"

"And then what, huh?"

Inuyasha was sick and tired of Sesshomaru feeling like he was some king who should handle everything. It wasn't like if Inuyasha had gone to his brother that he would miraculously have some kind of solution to cure him!

"I could have been there for you, help you through…" He growled in aggravation, glaring angrily at Inuyasha. "You think I wouldn't have been there for you, is that it?"

"Well excuse me if I took your actions from since I was born wrongly!" Flashing red orbs at his brother, Inuyasha gripped his still silver mane with hatred. "How the fuck was I to know you using me as a punching bag was a means to say how much you cared for me!"

"Don't fucking start with me Inuyasha!" Stomping down his brother's sarcasm, Sesshomaru walked closer to his brother, his eyes bleeding red as well. "I would have helped you."

"Yea, what ever…"

Both of them sighed loudly in union, their red orbs glowing with anger. Sesshomaru was lost in his thoughts of Inuyasha giving him that small piece of information, wondering what it could mean and if it would cause any serious problems in the future. He felt his anger diminishing as his orbs started to bleed its bright cognac colour while looking at Inuyasha.

"Why wasn't the mating completed?"

Sesshomaru knew the norm for mating with a human was to simply drink the other's blood simultaneously while indulging in their sexual acts, so most likely whether Kagome wasn't all for it, once it started there was no way it could have ended.

"I didn't drink her blood."

"You're stronger than her… that doesn't really make any sense." Thick brows knitted together in confusion. "If you didn't want to mate her, or if the mating wasn't complete to begin with, you still wouldn't be in this situ…ation…"

"Get the shit?" Inuyasha laughed at the irony. "You're not as dumb as I thought you were." Shaking his head, Inuyasha raised his hands above his head to stretch his aching bones.

"But how can Kagome not be…" Sesshomaru shook his head, trying to fight off a growing headache. "She is human isn't she?"

"Funny thing, I had that exact same look of fucked up confusion on my face a few hours ago." He leaned forward with his elbows on the table. "She's pure evil Sesshy…"

"That's absurd." Sesshomaru shook his head in disbelieve. "There's no way that there can be a force such as her… It was all myth!"

"True… but I did some research before coming over here." He leaned back into the chair, ignoring the groan from his weight as he lolled his head backwards. "Seriously – Fuck my life!" He groaned.

"Inuyasha… You're not making any sense. I know what the books say and all, but still, dad and mom said those were all myths, nothing more and nothing less."

"No, you're not listening." He whispered. "I read dad's personal diaries – and before you put that stick back in your ass – I know it's forbidden." He glared up at the ceiling. "But I had to know Sesshy… I just had to."

"Had to know what?"

By then, Sesshomaru was sitting on his desk directly in front of Inuyasha.

"The truth…" He snuck a look at Sesshomaru. "Isn't that all what we wanted to know?"

"Mom and dad have always told us –…"

"Not all the time you cunt!" Inuyasha gave a throaty exhale, shifting in his seat to get more comfortable. "Dad knows this man…" He began, his eyes shifting from side to side as if trying to remember what was scribbled in one of his father's journals. "I don't know… but this guy – he had all these outrageous powers, did stuff that only the red-eyes can do – and more!"

"Yeah… So what?" Sesshomaru folded his arms. "Maybe it's one of our hidden relatives, like that Takeshi and his sister."

"The guy is a fucking human!"

Sesshomaru's mouth opened to say something, but nothing left his parted lips as he looked questioningly at his brother.

"Don't even tell me how I might have misread something." Inuyasha dismissed him. "And don't try to come up with some explanation either!"

"Still… That's… Impossible."

"That's what I thought!" He looked up when some students passed by the closed door, but continued when he was sure no one was going to enter any time soon. "But dad explained everything. He spoke about finding him half dead; giving him his blood but the guy didn't turn. All these bizarre things about this male filled about thirty of dad's journal. Thirty fucking journals Sesshomaru!"

"Okay, let's say for argument sake that this human does exist…What does it have to do with Kagome and her being this evil being?"

"The man's name was the clue." Quickly wetting his dry lips, Inuyasha ran his hands through his silky mane. "Shiin Higurashi." The name barely passed Inuyasha's lips as he remembered meeting the aged man briefly and seeing how washed up he was. To think that such a man had this extraordinary ability baffled Inuyasha.

"…Higurashi…."

"Exactly!"

"This still doesn't –…"

"Oh fuck Sesshy!" Inuyasha cut in, his breathing increasing erratically as his chest rose and fell quickly. "Whatever Kagome is, it's linked to her father!" Beads of sweat started forming on his forehead, but that didn't slow Inuyasha's talk. "I was looking for more updated journals, but they're locked away in his secret library – I don't know the lock's combination… Please Sesshy…" His plea fell short as he gulped a huge mass of air.

"Oh for the hell of it…"

Sesshomaru hopped off of the desk in a flash, his orbs now bleeding red while his fangs protrude from his mouth. "You're going to kill yourself." He quickly bit his wrist, placing it at his brother's lips for him to drink. "Hurry up you jackass!"

With much reluctance, Inuyasha opened his mouth over his brother's wound and started drinking greedily, thankful for the warm substance that was travelling down his cold, dry throat.

"You know this won't last since we're the same." Scratching the side of his face, Sesshomaru rolled his crimson orbs at his brother's lack of awareness. "You need to go out and feed as soon as possible!"

Inuyasha didn't say anything; he just gripped on to Sesshomaru's arm tighter, moaning with delight as he sucked harder on his brother's arm.

There was a slight smirk playing on Inuyasha's lips, and Sesshomaru looked down quizzically to get a closer look at his brother. When Inuyasha opened his eyes, Sesshomaru gasped at the mixture of purple that swam with their clan's pulsing crimson.

In the blink of an eye, Sesshomaru snatched his hand from his brother, but instantly Inuyasha followed, pouncing on his brother with a sadistic growl as he latched on to Sesshomaru's bared neck.

"Stop it you beast!"

Inuyasha screamed frightfully at his vampire side, feeling an invisible chain keeping him from taking back control of his body.

"Your blood…" The red and purple orbed vampire growled, licking the air disgustingly with his eyes close with bliss. "Its beyond anything I've ever tasted…"

"I said to stop it you fucking bastard!"

Releasing a growl of his own, Inuyasha watched helplessly as Sesshomaru struggled with his dark side, trying to pry him off of his neck. Inuyasha distantly felt the bond that Sesshomaru and him had weakened, wondering how and why his dark side would do such a thing.

"I commandyou to stop it right now!" His growl grew in volume and Inuyasha finally broke free, swiftly rushing towards his identical and pulling him away from his brother. "You will not kill him!"

Inuyasha's dark side glared angrily at him, his face almost covered completely with blood. His face was set in stone as he came closer to Inuyasha, as if stalking his prey.

"Don't fucking…" He started, grabbing Inuyasha by his collar. "Ever…" Pulling back his free hand, he placed all his force into it, letting his fist make a painful contact with Inuyasha's jawbone. "Do that again!"

Sesshomaru watched with evident horror for the first time, as Inuyasha was pried from his neck from an invisible force, only to be hit backwards against the ground with another powerful invisible force. He tried to form an answer to what may possibly be going on, but alas – he came up with nothing.

"What are you little brother?"

Both princes of the dark eyes clashed together, as one try to search for the right plausible answer while the other desperately tried to give him all the answer in silence.

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Darkie walked the dark dingy underground halls slowly in deep thought. It's been a while since she went out and play and she wondered who her target should be.

"I heard Inutaisho is back…" She whispered, a sly grin plastered on her lips.

"I'll give you one more chance Eriko!"

Darkie paused in her stroll, standing next to the door with her arms folded. Her face was screwed up into a scowl filled with disgust while she heard and smelled the awful evidence of sex that Eriko and Naraku were partaking in.

"Th-Thank you…"

Shaking her head, she wondered what sort of pleasurable pain that sadistic asshole was putting that masochist idiot through this time. When Naraku started mumbling quickly as if he was babbling, Darkie found herself straining her ears to understand him fully.

"Find out who that human was with her the night you fuck everything up!"

Eriko gave a throaty scream, pleading for Naraku to fuck her harder as she cried out from the pain. "H-Hai…" She gasped.

Darkie furrowed her brows, wondering who he was talking about. Then she suddenly remembered who they were talking about. This time, Darkie smiled widely. She couldn't believe that they thought her brother was a human. She wanted to chuckle, knowing that if Darkie confronted Takeshi, she was already a dead one.

'No one can handle my brother…' She praised.

"As for me?" Naraku grunted, pounding harder into Eriko and jolting her forward. "I'm going to get that asshole girl." Grinding his teeth in anger, Naraku grasped a handful of Eriko's hair, snapping her head back so he could look into her eyes. "I want to see why Sesshomaru chose her over you."

Darkie cringed silently. Naraku was the bluntest most brute bastard she has ever met. How the hell could he add so much salt to Eriko's massive wound? Then again, Darkie could care less for that stupid bitch.

"Maybe it's her tight cunt that has him going…" He babbled on, smirking at the depressed look in Eriko's visage.

"I'm better than her… Naraku." Eriko breathed silently, her eyes drooping downwards.

"If you were, Sesshomaru wouldn't have cast you aside now would he?" Turning his smirk into a grin, he pounded even harder into her.

"I'm gonna fuck his bitch so good." He promised.

Darkie glared at the slightly ajar door, wanting to suddenly kill that bastard so bad. She was currently thankful for her blood, thankful that no one can sense her due to her race. Darkie licked her lips with trouble swimming in her pools.

"Rin…"

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