I'll admit. It has been too long. But I'm here, well, ALIVE, and ready to honestly continue this tale. Reviews are appreciated, but either way, I will continue When Will You Love Me? without a doubt. An updated chapter coming quite soon.
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Yellowspotlight89
Something freaky was going on.
It was the first thought to reach Inuyasha's clouded brain. He lied flat on the palace floor, coughing and wheezing as poison worked through his body. An inhumanly large thorn protruded from his wrist. He glared at it and yanked it out, grunting. Blood seethed from the point. Inuyasha murdered a curse and jerked his body up from the floor. His legs rocked beneath him, but he managed to stay on his feet. He fell back from what he saw.
It was his reflection, but magnified by a mirror that expanded across an entire wall. He took in the sight of himself; cheeks scraped with cuts, his silver hair wild and untamed, the grim set of his lips. He wasn't so used to staring at himself, especially in a giant mirror as this. It took him a moment to notice the figure moving in the background.
When he did catch the hint of movement, he whipped around, sword out and ready, eyes set on the figure. He took in the golden robe, the handsome, too-perfect face, and lifted tessaiga right at his heart.
"It's you." Inuyasha said. "Time to die."
The man didn't even twitch.
"Are you sure I am the one you're looking for, young man?" was all he said.
Inuyasha hissed, nearly spitting.
"Shut up. You won't avert my attention, Golden freak. Don't delay your death."
And with that he whipped tessaiga forward, cutting straight through the body of the golden robed man before him. Inuyasha's eyes magnified when the image of the man merely dissolved. His mouth propped open in alert and he kept his sword raised, head whipping around, looking for where the man had gone.
"I am not the one you seek to kill," A voice from behind him said.
Inuyasha flipped on his feet, glaring.
"Sneaky little snake."
He sliced a claw across the man's chest. He jumped when his fingers grasped onto nothing but air, though his hand had visibly cut through the man.
"What kind of…?"
"It isn't magic, young man. At least not the sort you would think. You see, I don't truly exist."
"What?"
"I am not Tomoshibi-Sen, young man."
"Will you stop calling me that?"
The golden robed man chuckled.
"Then what should I call you?"
"The name is Inuyasha." the half-demon's eyes narrowed. "Hmph. So you're not the golden whatever?"
"I am not. Well, not anymore."
"Then what the hell are you?"
"His father."
Inuyasha snorted, but stepped back a little.
"You look pretty young to be that guy's old man."
"I am not young at all, but a very aged spirit. What you see is what I used to be before…my son took it all from me. Now he is out of control."
"So you've just been hanging around here, letting him do all the trash that he has because you don't have no powers."
"Yes…and no. He does not know I am here. He does not know I still exist in this world, even. It was actually you, Inuyasha, that awakened me."
Inuyasha raised a brow as high as it would go. Before he could ask a question, the man was speaking again.
"I sensed your determined spirit. I heard your cry. I have been waiting for a long, long time. Lying dormant as I have been, waiting for someone that would come to the castle, a worthy match for my son. Someone that was willing and able to bring him down. Only that could awaken me."
The man gave a throaty laugh, and shrugged.
"I must apologize. You were not actually the one who awakened me. It was another strong demon spirit intent on bringing my son down that gave me a voice. It was you that actually have allowed me to manifest myself."
Inuyasha crossed him arms.
"And that demon wasn't strong enough to kill him?"
"It's not that. He is simply trapped at the moment. I have tried my best to restore him, though. At least allowed him to speak through the confinements of his prison."
Inuyasha was thoroughly confused.
"What? Is he in a jail cell or something?"
The golden robed man smirked.
"Something of the sort. You see, his spirit is caught in my son's body."
Inuyasha stood stiffly, rising taller on his feet.
"Who is this demon?"
"He is a wolf youkai by the name of Kouga."
And that explained it all.
"So the wimpy wolf has a chance at life, eh?"
The man looked confused. Inuyasha waved dismissively.
"Anyways, old spirit or whatever you are, how is it we take down this damn son of yours?"
The ancient golden sorcerer clasped his hands together.
"I was waiting for you to ask. Well, we are in need of two elements: a strong demon like yourself, and a priestess."
Inuyasha gave a groan.
"Is that all?"
The man shook his head solemnly.
"If only it were simple as that."
Inuyasha's fist curled.
"I'm ready for anything."