First off, I'd like to say sooooooooo sorry for not updating in FOREVER. But I did have good reason, I was having problems with my joints and couldn't even close my hand! Typing was out of the question, and writers block didn't help. But I'm good know, meds, ideas, and such, so can continue! With that done, Chapter 36:
Ohara let out a contented sigh at relief inhaling the toxic green mist gave her. Her body quit shaking and her vision returned to it's normal clarity. She could see her two friends poke their heads out of the water, just out of the poison's reach. It had been nearly five minutes, or at least that was what Ohara figured, and already the screams had died down, though the growls remained for some time longer.
Finally, the mist began to clear. A very annoyed-looking daiyokai emerged from the green cloud and looked down upon his female, who was eyeing something off to the side. He followed her gaze and came across the small heap that was her clothing, now drenching in a stream of blood from the recent massacre. With a slight sigh, he pulled his outer haori from under his armor in one smooth motion and dropped it on the shore in front of her before turning around.
Ohara stared at the offered clothing a moment before scrambling from the pond and hurriedly wrapped it around herself. The garment made a perfect dress that nearly reached her knees. With a glace behind her, Ohara confirmed her friends had clothed themselves, their clothing had been set farther off than hers, and tapped Sesshomaru on the shoulder. He turned at her touch.
"Um, thanks," She said, "for this and," Ohara gestured to the mass of bodies that had been the army, "that."
"Hn."
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?"
Ohara let a small, amused smile cross her face. Sounded like Inuyasha had arrived. A little late, in her opinion. No wonder Kagome was always in trouble. The half-demon stomped up to his half-brother.
"What did you do?"
Sesshomaru pulled Ohara to his side, "Hn. That should be obvious. This Sesshomaru disposed of those perverted human. You should be grateful."
"Grateful?" Inuyasha huffed, "You didn't need to kill them! It looks like a war took place over there!"
"Hardly. It was an extermination."
"You could have killed Kagome! And Sango!" Inuyasha growled angrily. Sesshomaru lifted an eyebrow.
"Perhaps if you did not waist your time with the dead priestess you could have handled the situation yourself. That is what delayed your arrival, is it not?"
Inuyasha flushed red and a disgruntled "so that's what you were doing!" came from the angered miko behind him, "SIT!"
"Milord! Rin! Come…" an high-pitched voice squeaked from the tree, "Well uh…perhaps you should stay over there."
"Milord!" Jaken called happily to his master, " Rin! Come…" He surveyed the gruesome scene before him, "Well uh…perhaps you should stay over there."
The girl gave him a confused look, but stayed put in the trees with Ah-Un and the human boys. Meanwhile, the imp turned back to the clearing around the pond. It seemed as Lord Sesshomaru had taken care of quite a few humans there. Certainly it wasn't Inuyasha's doing, he doubted the half-breed could keep himself as spotless as was Lord Sesshomaru's standard.
Hold on, what was that Ohara was wearing? Was it? Surely not… it was! That girl was wearing his lord's haori! Why? He quickly found the answer in a blood-soaked pile of clothing baring Ohara's distinctive dragon-pattern.
"Daisuke!" Jaken called over the boy, "Look! Your mistress's clothing is unfit for wear! Go and collect it for her!" The boy nodded, and cautiously darted out to grab the soiled fabric. Jaken was secretly glad he did not need to be the one to go out there, Lord Sesshomaru did not look to be in the best of moods.
"Jaken."
Jaken flinched. It seemed as if he was going to have to go out there anyway. He hurried to his master's side, "Yes, Sesshomaru-sama?"
"Where are others?"
"Just over there, Lord Sesshomaru!" Jaken pointed back to were he had come from, "all ready to go!" The imp tried his best to look cheerful and competent. This only earned him an annoyed smack on the head.
"Then let's go Jaken."
"But my lord," the insanely lucky demoness protested, "I wanted to -ahhh!"
Jaken almost snickered at the sight of Ohara being scooped onto Lord Sesshomaru's shoulder and carried off while yelling, "Hey! Let me down!" Almost. He was wise enough to know that would be very painful in the end.
"HEY! BASTARD!" the half-breed yelled after them, "You can't just go kidnapping girls when they-"
He stopped mid-sentence, stunned by Sesshomaru's sudden, menacing growl. Even Ohara stopped struggling and went limp.
Kagome hesitantly stepped forward, "Hey, you okay with this Ohara?"
Ohara gave a little laugh and waved from her lord's retreating form, "Yeah, yeah! All's okay! You know, take me away, a secret place, a sweet escape, take me away!"
Kagome laughed and waved back at her friend.
Daisuke pulled the string tight between the two trees and began to hang the freshly washed clothing on it. Usually Ohara would help him, but she was currently being held hostage across their small campsite by Lord Sesshomaru. The dog demon had not allowed her to leave his side since the two of them had left the clearing. Similarly, he had not allowed any of the others near them. That was, except Rin, whom he had permitted to approach and braid the flowers she had picked earlier into Ohara's hair.
He would have to ask his mistress later what happened. Something told him the bodies that littered the edge of the pond had been Sesshomaru's doing and he enormous paw prints informed him that whatever the reason it was that the daiyokai killed those men, it has seriously ticked him off. Seeing that his mistress was bathing at the time… Daisuke looked back to meet the icy glare of the dog demon…he made note to NEVER to look upon Ohara in an indecent state. In fact, it was probably better to avoid an sort of situation that might put him that predicament.
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