Elllllloooooooooooo~!
I seem to be loving the whole Bella/Jasper pair as of late. I have been so bored, mostly because i have nothing to read, so my solution to that was to get a Job.
THUS I HAVE AN INTERVIEW TOMORROW AND I AM FREAKING THE FUCK OUT!
Also...Uhm...hm...
Well...No...Yeah, that's pretty much it. I'm pretty sure i have already ranted about the Witcher and Iorveth.
soooooooooooo...
Oh! Due to popular demand, i will be making a part 2 of either the Tokyo Ghoul or Naruto (Surprising) Omake (Probably due both).
xxOchibixx, your request for a Sephiroth Omake has been heard and is at the bottom (That was fairly long). Still taking request's, And am working on the Ushio and Tora.
ONTO READING!
Because...I'm lazy for a title idea...
It was done.
I had completed the seal on the well and was ready to go back to my daughter. My little Rin. It took an extra day, because mother had wanted to see how good I was with the katana, and grandfather had presented me with another naginata that grandmother Hina sent me. The shaft was a beautiful ebony with a skeletal snake coiling around it, it's head stopped at where the blade sprouted outwards, the blade itself looked more like a halberd then the traditional naginata blade, but grandfather had explained that this would serve me with more ways to attack because of the scythe like blade coming out of the main blade, it was a white silver with runes carved into it for more stable and easier spiritual power channeling. There was also a smaller blade at the end of the shaft, a lethal poison that grandmother made was inside it.
Grandmother and mother had given me the recipe's to their poisons that they made so I could brew them along with the antidotes.
I had no idea my mother could make poison's with such side-effect's...
But I've learned not to even be surprised by such things anymore, I am fully aware that my mother is wearing a mask, and that she can kill a person herself if need be. Although, Kagome's twitching and surprised face was something amusing to watch.
All-in-all, I fell in love with my new weapon.
"Here, Ame-kun." mother said, holding out a camera towards me. Blinking I set down the bag of goodies she had scrounged up for Rin, her excuse was that she had the right to spoil her granddaughter with as much love and affection as she could. She set the camera into my hand and smiled brightly, "Make sure to take lots of pictures so I can see what you see, along with plenty of picture of little Rin-chan. And since I cannot go to the other side like you and Kagome can, then I shall have to make due with this instead." she sighed longingly, "That is the era our ancestor resides in, and I am fairly certain she is currently on her quest to hunt down the demon that slew her village with her husband."
I quirked a brow, I did not know we had known relatives in that era. I thought. "...What is her name, mother? If I come across her, then I shall take a picture of her and her husband for you to see." I offered, smiling when my mothers eye's brightened at the idea of being able to see what the most talented demon slayer in her family looked like.
"Oh, would you? Her name is Sango, and her husband is a monk by the name of Miroku. You can recognize her by her feline companion, who if memory serves correctly is a small demon cat." she informed me. I committed the information to memory, oddly I feel like I have heard of those names somewhere before but I can't seem to remember where, before slipping the camera into Rin's bag of goodies and adjusting my kimono. As much as I would like to wear modern clothing, it just wouldn't be right in that time period...
Well that, and I do not fancy being called a whore for wearing such formfitting and revealing clothing. I would not shame Sesshomaru like that.
Speaking of clothing. I thought as I turned to mother and grandfather (Souta had school as did Kagome, so this was the perfect time to leave), "Mother, Grandfather, should you ever deem Kagome worthy of being able to go back to the other side, please force her to wear the appropriate clothing. Her school uniform is not appropriate, nor is it practical for battle. I am a well respected Miko and am with a lord, should people discover we- Kagome and I- are related and she is wearing such scandalize clothes, then it would reflect badly onto me and our family, along with dirtying Lord Sesshomaru's name since I travel with him." I explained with furrowed brows, from what I have seen from the memories of my soul fragment her clothing often gets her unwanted attention. "...That and it will send the wrong kind of messages to men."
At this mothers eye's sharpened, she did not like what I was implying, and nodded in resolution. "I will make sure she is in the proper clothes, Ame-kun."
Satisfied with that, I looked towards Sesshomaru to see if he was ready to leave. I quirked a brow when I saw him in a staring match with Buyo.
Ah yes...Buyo...
Surprisingly enough, Sesshomaru seemed a little fond of our fat cat. I had thought her would have despised felines since he was a dog-demon, but it seems I was wrong.
"...My lord?" Kaname questioned when she stepped into the living room, a plate of strawberry short-cake in hand (She had missed the taste of it and begged her mother to cook it for her). She blinked in wonder, tilting her head to the side, as she watched Sesshomaru stare down Buyo.
"..." Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes down at the cat. His lips twitching when buyo sent a defiant glare back, sitting on his haunches, and giving off an air of superiority. He had been criticizing drama shows as he waited for Kaname so they could plan out what to do once it was time for demons to disappear from the world. Just as the female on screen raised her hand to slap the other female, the cat had jumped onto the table in front of him, blocked his view, and stared.
He had also noticed that there were sutra's on the felines back, making it obvious that it was the elder of the house that sent the pet towards him. He really did not know if he should be offended by the old man thinking he could do him harm, or laugh because said old man didn't really have any power.
He decided to ignored it (Just as he ignored the gaze from said elder form the hallway) and instead stared back at the cat.
After some time, Sesshomaru 'hn'd and nodded in approval of the cats bravery before stretching his hand out and scratching the cats chin. Immediately buyo became a puddle of goo, melting into the demon lords touch and purred up a storm.
Kaname had just sat down when Buyo decided to make Sesshomaru's lap his new spot, rubbing his head into the lords hand, demanding for more attention and affection. "Oya? I had thought you did not like cat's?"
Sesshomaru glanced at her, "I have nothing against animals that are brave enough to stand my presence. It is only Toran and her ilk that I do not fancy." he explained, his eye's going back towards the television, a brow quirking at how the couple on screen were kissing frantically.
Kaname looked as well, "...Isn't this just the second episode?" she muttered, getting the remote and checking, and indeed, it was only the second episode. She furrowed her brows, "They just met last episode! How could they be dating already? There was no development and they are already kissing?!"
"...I had thought she was a whore." Sesshomaru commented, when he got a questioning look from Kaname he explained. "Not long after it had started, they went to the females home and rutted as if they were in heat." he said with furrowed brows, "After, she had gone to another male and kissed him, so I had naturally thought this was about the life of a whore in this day and age...But it seems I was wrong." He finished with a shrug.
Kaname deadpaned the screen.
After that whole incident, Buyo would follow Sesshomaru around and the lord didn't seem to mind it. It's a little adorable actually. I mused with a small smile, watching Sesshomaru pet Buyo for a bit before he nodded at me. "Hn, right. Mother, remember all you have to do is come in here with Kagome, drip a bit of your blood onto the sutra and give consent for Kagome to leave for it to open to her. You have to do it willingly and consciously, if you don't feel one hundred percent certain that Kagome can go, then it will not open." mother nodded, showing that she remembers what to do, satisfied with that I gave her and grandfather one last hug and kiss before Sesshomaru picked me up. "Well then, it is time to go and hunt down Naraku." and with that we jumped into the well.
I will never tire of the beautiful magic that surrounds us when traveling through time.
A few seconds later, Sesshomaru had touched down onto the ground of the well, he then jumped out of said well into the clean air of the Feudal era. He landed onto the grass and set me down, observing the surroundings and seeming to enjoy the clean air of the past as well.
"It is lovely to be home, is it not my lord?" I sighed pleasantly.
"Hn." Sesshomaru hummed, his eye's staring towards the slope of the hill. I followed his gaze, wondering what it is that he sensed, before pulsing out my power to see what it is. I scowled when I felt Inuyasha's presence quickly coming towards our location. There were four others with him, but I ignored them in favor of unlatching my naginata from my back.
This is the perfect opportunity to both test my new weapon and get rid of the incompetent filth from my dear sisters life.
Two birds, one stone.
It did not take long for Inuyasha and his band of misfits to arrive. Surprisingly, or not depending on how you view it, Inuyasha did not go after Sesshomaru first. No, the thing decided to set it's eyes onto my person and marched towards me. It surprising that there wasn't foam coming from his mouth with how much he snarled and his eye twitched.
"YOU!" he yowled.
I raised a brow, "Me." I confirmed, slapping away the offending finger that he pointed at me. I felt Sesshomaru's aura flare slightly, his feet shifting a bit and his fingers stretching in preparation. "Is there a reason that you seem to be invading my personal space with your foul breath?" I questioned, bringing up my sleeve to my face, acting as a filter between us.
"WHERE'S KAGOME?!" he demanded fiercely, his eye's flickering towards his brother for a moment before settling onto me again.
"My precocious little sister is of no concern to you, Mutt." I answered coldly, narrowing my eyes at him as he seemed to growl at me. "Do not call her so familiarly, she does not need to be associated with the likes of you. Especially when you cannot even seem to form a civil sentence to retaliate and resort to growling like the mongrel you are." I spat.
"Who the fuck do you think you are calling me a mongrel you uptight bitch?!" Inuyasha hissed.
I scoffed, "The one who is going to end your pathetic life, and stop you from tainting my sister." I responded then quickly swung my naginata at him. A smirk made it's way up my face as, while Inuyasha was able to dodge, I was able to slash deeply into his chest, earning a musical howl of pain. "Hmp. You cannot even seem to dodge properly, no wonder my sister is in constant danger with such a bumbling fool as a protector." I sniffed.
"You wanna fight?! Then lets go!" he snarled, unsheathing Tetsusaiga and running at me. It seems he still hadn't taken up any form of training with a sword, and judging by Sesshomaru's radiating youkai, he was just as disgusted as I was from all the openings I could see. I was honestly disappointed at how seemingly easy it was to kill him. So, with a dissatisfied frown, I easily sidestepped his swing (Honestly, the great blade was nothing more then a fucking club at this point) an buried my blade into his gut.
I'm not sure if I should be thinking how beautiful the crimson liquid looked as it gushed out of the wound, but it did make a appealing contrast to my blade with it's rich coloring. Going with the momentum, I swung him off of naginata with narrowed eye's.
I paused, staring down at my weapon and looking from it to Inuyasha. ...That should have cut him in half. I though, ignoring the cries of his companions as they rushed over towards him. He was still alive.
...He should not be alive with the amount of strength I put into the swing.
How is he still alive?!
His robe isn't sturdy enough to protect him from being mortally wounded, even if it is made of fire rat hair. I mused, bringing my weapon closer for inspection to see what went wrong. It's as sharp as can be, and he has no armor underneath to protect him...Yet the blade barely went halfway in, and didn't even seem to hit anything vital. "He should be dead." I snarled quietly to myself. "Hn?" I grunted when I noticed something...off about his blood. "...Is that...?" I muttered, prodding the blood with my power and was astonished to feel a stronger power lashing back. "Why is there holy residue in his blood?" I mumbled, jerking my head towards the hanyou and stalking up to him. A feline tried to stop me, but one pulse of my power and she was forcefully turned back to her weaker state, the monk and woman were getting in a ready stance but a quick few jabs at some pressure points made them fall to the ground. The fox child scurried towards his comrades, so I did not have to worry about him, so I was free to grab Inuyasha by the front of his robes and lift him into the air. I got a good look at the wound I inflicted, and as I suspected that same holy energy was radiating off of it, seeming to cocoon itself around his vital organs and fading away. "Where the hell did this come from?" because he obviously didn't have anything holy on his person that would give him such protection, his subjugation beads were made by a powerful miko, sure, but not powerful enough to do such a thing, and my sisters energy in this didn't add much. Clicking my tongue, I dropped him and raised my naginata once again, the energy was pretty much gone by now, so I should be able to kill him this time.
"WAIT! STOP!" the woman shouted, panicking as she struggled to get up.
"Please, we can talk about this! You don't have to do this!" the monk shouted out, trying to reason with me for some odd reason. I ignored them both and brought swung down-
"Papa! Mama!"
-and stopped barley an inch from his chest. "...Rin." I stated, blinking slowly as I saw her shoot out of the bushes straight towards Sesshomaru next to the well, a wide grin on her face as she saw us. I pursed my lip's, internally warring with myself on if I should kill Inuyasha right now with Rin witnessing it, or leaving it be so I could spare Rin seeing more death then she has already in her life so far.
"Rin, what are you doing here without Jaken and A-Un?" Sesshomaru questioned, distracting Rin from looking over where I was.
"Master Jaken is really slow when he walks, and A-Un is being grumpy and decided that eating plants was more fun. So Rin decided to go on ahead and beat them here!" she explained giddily.
As they- more like Rin- talked, It seems motherly instincts took over, thus decided that I was not going to expose my child to more death just yet. She was going to kill one day, or at least know how to kill to defend herself, but that day was not today. Sighing, I stepped away from Inuyasha and headed towards the two, flicking the blood off of my weapon, and smiled warmly down at Rin. "Rin, it is good to see you are still in good health. I trust that toad did nothing...uncouth towards your person?"
Rin shook her head, "Nope! Rin used the sutra when he was being mean mama!" she chirped.
A bit of pride welled up inside of me, knowing that Rin was able to effectively use the sutra, and was already on her first small step to the path of torture. ...I should not be encouraging that. I thought briefly. Rin is not of Higurashi blood, she will never be cursed with the blood lust and never be sterile when it comes to killing like I was. Which pegged the question; what does a normal mother encourage in their children? My father had praised me when I made a precise incision when stripping muscle out of an arm. He beamed at me when I could effectively, with no hesitation, ram a nail through finger joints. Shinji and Kuro made games out of torture when they found a traitor in their mist. Knowing how to make a man grovel in pain by hitting pressure points gained me presents. Knowing effective and painful ways to dispose of enemy's was something expected of me to know. I grew up and thrived around blood and tactics.
So what in the world do I do when it comes to Rin? "Oh? Well then, that deserves some gift's, now doesn't it?" I mused, deciding that I could deal with that later, holding back a laugh at the wide eyed look of awe she was sending me. "Your grandmother and great-grandfather sent some gifts for you." I explained bending over to pick up the bag I dropped earlier, opening it and taking out the camera while giving the bag to her. She eagerly took it and looked inside and gasped. There were a few doll's in there, bouncy balls, clothing, crayons, paper, pencils, a sketch book, a notebook, journals of different mixtures of herbs for different things, a necklace with the Higurashi clan symbol (a pendant with the Japanese red sun sunset), and finally a...
….Fluffy white sheep plushie...
My mind halted when I saw that sheep. I knew that sheep. The white curled fur, the blue ribbon around it's neck, the closed eyes that made it seem asleep to the world, the small smile, the softly curled horns...
I...I had not seen that sheep in ages...Not since mother's...
My heart clenched at the memory made itself to the front of my mind. But when I saw how Rin looked at the sheep her, face brightened up so much I thought her face would split, I pushed the memory away and decided that maybe the sheep could actually be used for its intended purpose. Rin hugged the life out of the poor thing. Smiling, I turned on the camera and snapped photo of it.
Mother would defiantly love to see this.
"Do you like it Rin?" I questioned, my heart warming every time she snuggled into the sheep's soft fluffy fur. So cute. I thought.
"Ah!" she agreed, "This is so wonderful! And the clothes are so pretty, and there's so much colorful things! Rin can really have this? Grandmother and Great-grandfather really wanted Rin to have all of this?" she questioned, happiness and hope in her tone as she stared up at me.
"Hn." Sesshomaru confirmed, "your elders did indeed give this to you." as Rin cheered, Sesshomaru looked back towards the silent group watching us. I turned my head to see why they seemed silent, and was surprised to see them shocked beyond reason.
...They seem...familiar... I mused as I stared at the woman and monk. Furrowing my brows I tried to place where it was that I have seen them before, well they traveled with Kagome, so I must have seen them through my soul pieces memory at some point. Oh! I thought as realization dawned onto me, Sango and Miroku...These are my mothers ancestors...which would make them my own as well.
….Well then...
I'm not sure how I should feel about accidentally attacking my honorable Ancestors. Well, I thought as I turned the camera back on and aimed it at them. Now I don't have to worry about getting a picture of them. And with a click, I had gotten a photo for my mother. Putting the camera away I turned back to Rin, "Come now Rin, it is time for us to go. We cannot delay any further when it comes to killing Naraku." I informed her, she quickly nodded and started to pack everything- sans the sheep- away. As she did that, I gave a glance towards Inuyasha. "I will be back another day to rid the earth of you, mutt. I know not how you survived that blow, nor where that holy energy came from, but you will not be so lucky when we cross paths again."
"Done!" Rin declared proudly. Smiling I latched my weapon back onto it's harness, then shouldered Rin's bag and held her hand. "Neh, mama? Will you help Rin do some of the remedies in those books?"
"Of course Rin."
she then turned to Sesshomaru, "Papa? Will you help Rin with some words from the book mama left behind for me?"
"Hn." Sesshomaru hummed, turning on his heals and leading us towards the direction Rin had come from. "Come along, Rin, Kaname."
"Of course, my lord."
"Yes, papa!"
"MY LOOOOOOOOOOOORD~!" Jaken yelled ecstatically as he ran out the brush. Tears of joy running down his face as his stubby legs ran with all their might, dropping A-Un's reins along the way. "YOU'VE RETURNED! I WAS SO WORRIED THAT SOMETHING HAD HA-BWUAGH!" he was barely a few feet from him when was stepped on by Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru actually paused for a bit to grind Jaken into the ground.
"Jaken, what is the meaning of this? Why was Rin by herself when I ordered you to look after her?" he questioned calmly, putting more pressure onto the imp as he spoke. Jaken had made a small muffle sound, but seeing as his face was in the dirt we could not understand him, but it wasn't hard to figure out that he was apologizing and explaining the situation. Not that Sesshomaru really seem to care, his aura suggested that he was getting a fair bit amount of amusement at the suffering he was inflicting on the toad.
Sometimes I wonder if that was the reason he chose Jaken as his vassal.
After all, that was pretty much the reason I even took in Sayuri. I mean yes, I did do it just so I wouldn't be blamed for her death, but the majority of it was so I could legitimately torture her without anyone caring. Because it was fine as long as I said it was for training.
"Master Jaken is so funny some times." Rin commented as we walked past the imp towards A-Un. I secured her bag of things to the saddle, then lifted Rin up before getting on myself. "He also needs to learn how to shut his mouth sometimes, though."
"Indeed he does." I chuckled, urging A-Un to follow Sesshomaru as he gather his youkai and leap off into the sky.
"W-WAIT FOR MEEEEE! MY LOOOOOOOOOOOORD!"
"Mother?" Kaname asked, she was standing next to Emiko's hospital bed, a five year old Kagome next her, as she stared up at her curled up mother who was weeping.
"Mama? Mama why are you crying?" Kagome asked, a frown on her small pudgy face as she stared. Their father also had let a few tears go down his face as he comforted his wife. "Neh, neh, where's our new baby brother?" Kagome questioned, looking around the room for the boy their parents have been telling them about for nine months. At the question their mother started crying harder, curling up even more as their father's face contorted into pain.
Kaname had also wondered where her little brother was, she had been so excited to have another sibling to look after and love, and had seen how her mother glowed and sang and was just overall happy when talking about him. Her father being silly sometimes over the months, cuddling up to Emiko's stomach and smiling when he felt a kick, calling both girls over so they could feel themselves. But, when she had come into the room carrying a stuffed fluffy sheep with a blue ribbon for her outoto, all that greeted her was her mother crying and her father in despair.
Kaname was smart.
Kaname knew something had gone wrong with their brother. She had read something about this situation in one of the medical books she checked out. Her fists clenched the sheep she was holding that no longer had a purpose, her black eyes burning as tear freely flowed down her cheeks.
"Kaname, Kagome..." the horse voice of her father called, bringing the girls attention towards him. His eyes were slightly red, his hair a mess and clothes wrinkled, he looked so tired and haggard. He held out an arm, inviting them into a hug, and Kaname made no hesitation to run into her fathers arm while dragging a confused Kagome along. "...It's alight Kaname. Go ahead and let it out, you don't have to be strong right now."
Kaname shook her head. Of course she had to be strong! Her mother and father were in pain, she couldn't burden them with her crying! She isn't suppose to cry, she was the elder sister, she was the heir to the Higurashi shrine...
"Daddy, why are mommy and ame-nee crying? Where's yuu-kun?" Kagome questioned, "Did he get lost? I can go find him! I'm good at finding things, and once I find him then we can go home and I can teach him how to read and walk! And we'll go on adventures like the story's that you and grandpa tell us and fight demons and evil people-" as she talked, the pained face on Takeshi grew and grew, he stopped her and tried to explain that their brother had to leave and go far away. That he had a different kind of adventure waiting for him, and to do that he couldn't stay with them.
All the while, something in Kaname had shattered and disappeared, that something was the belief that she would always be able to protect her younger siblings easily. Because now she knew that wasn't true, that what she was doing right now wasn't enough! Her little brother was taken from her despite all she did to make sure her mother gave birth properly. Who knows what could happen to Kagome? There was no guarantee that Kagome was safe.
She resolved to do anything to make sure her sister was safe. Even if it mean defying fate and the gods themselves, and giving up her chance to go to a blissful afterlife.
It has been some time since I've thought about yuu. Kaname thought that night as she watched Rin, who was laying next to her in a blanket her mother bought, sleep with that stuffed sheep. She had not lingered on the thought about the brother she never got to meet, not until Rin was deeply asleep. Now that her daughter wasn't awake to witness her, Kaname freely let the memories of the months leading up to the event flow through her mind. The pain was numb by now, it had been years ago, but it still stung when she paid respects to her father and unknown brother.
She wondered how he would have looked. Would he have their fathers eye's? Mothers nose with grandmothers lips...? she wondered distantly while distractingly petting Rin's head. Would he have been a powerful monk? What would his symbol have been? Questions of all kinds filtered through, dreaming about what type of person her brother would have been. After the lost of the baby, Takeshi and Emiko did not try to have another, Takeshi wasn't sure if Emiko would be able to handle the lost. Not when she knew that her daughters were going to die young no matter what she did. Which was why everyone was surprised to find her pregnant with Souta, after that revelation Emiko had done everything she could to make sure Souta lived. She was careful with everything she did, didn't put any strain on herself and made sure to enlist her friends and family's help. The day he was born, alive and healthy and safe, was the day that everything brightened in the household. His cheer and giggles brought their grandfather's cheer back, made their mother happy to bring one last miracle into the world, fulfilled Kagome's desire to be an elder sister, and filled the hole in Kaname from the lost of her other brother. "...Oh father...you would have loved Souta." she murmured.
"Should you not be asleep."
Kaname tore her eye's away from the star filled sky and looked to Sesshomaru. The lord was sitting a few feet from her, watching and observing the female. He had caught the pained look the miko sent the stuffed animal, even if only briefly, and had to wonder what had happened. But he didn't pry, if she wanted to tell him about it then she would, it also didn't seem to put her in any danger so he had no reason to know.
"Ah, I should...but it seems I have a few things on my mind." she sighed out, running her hand through her hair and shaking it a bit. She looked down at it, she didn't have it tied up for once and let it free, and ran her fingers through her long hair. "...I feel as if I should trim my hair." she mumbled. It had grown to the middle of her thigh's, and despite how much she loved her hair, it wasn't practical to have that long of hair. Yes, Sesshomaru had longer hair then her, but he could manage it and had the skill to not have it hinder him in battle.
"Are you not confident in your ability to fight?" he questioned. For some odd reason he did not like the idea of her cutting her hair for any reason (Not unless it is a life or death situation). It was not like he thought woman should grow their hair out, like most lord do, he had no problem with women cutting their hair short as he had met a handful of females with very short hair. He just preferred long well-kept hair.
"Oh, I am, I have no doubt that I could kill quite a few men and demons by myself." Kaname answered matter of fact. "I just do not think it proper to have such length of hair. I could put it in a bun or braid it, for I am very reluctant to cut even a strand of hair, but it is a fairly obvious weakness." she muttered, brows furrowed in thought on what she should do.
"Hn."
"...I should get some armor. Gauntlets at least and shoulder guards for protection against arrows." she then sighed, running her hand through her bangs, letting Sesshomaru glimpse her mark for a second, before letting her hand fall into her lap. "I should not be bothering you with such trivial things. There are more important things to speak about then my hair..." she chuckled. It went silent for a few moment, the two listening as grasshoppers chirped in the background along with hooting owls. "I...am sorry for how my sister behaved over the course of your visit, my lord." she apologized, remembering how Kagome had sent scathing looks towards the demons lord while he was there, along with her childish behavior towards the well being closed off from her.
"The...miko's-" He scrunched up his nose at that, he didn't really consider her a miko. She acted nothing like one, nor did she have enough power for a decent one. Then again, he was comparing her to Kaname, who also did not act like a miko should, but she had grace and training, and her power was overwhelming when compared to the average miko. Still did not excuse the younger girls behavior though. "Actions were no fault of yours. Her emotions are out of your hands."
"Even still, I must apologize on behalf of her, it is my duty after all seeing as she will most likely never be able to pass the well ever again."
"Hn...It is late, rest." he ordered, flickering his eyes towards the sky. Kaname smiled, deciding that he must have accepted her apology, laid down- wrapping a protective arm around Rin's form- and drifted off into blissful sleep.
"Jaken, if you do not shut that beak of yours, I will tear that tongue out of your mouth, fill it with some of my power, shove it down your throat, and watch you burn from the inside out as you choke. And I will smile, all the while, watching." I stated dryly at the imp who seemed to always find a reason to yell at my daughter.
He squealed.
It has been a week since we arrived back from the well, and as luck would have it, there has been a bit of information about naraku going around in demon villages.
Well, not about naraku per say, but I had asked a few friendly demon's- those who were smart enough to not try and kill me- if they had heard about a demon with a spider mark on their back. I remembered that little detail when sorting through my newly acquired memories, Kagome and her group seemed to have figured out that that was the vermin's mark. I learned that there was a giant demon roaming about, going from village to village, and eating everything in sight. Once I had the directions to the general area where it was last seen, I went back to lord Sesshomaru and informed him about what I had learned.
The blush I had on my face when he brushed his knuckles against my cheek was well justified.
There was also a small incident when a male snake demon leered at me, and Sesshomaru's eyes turned that menacing (severely attractive) red and glared at it.
Should my heart have fluttered at that? I feel like it shouldn't have by normal standards, but then again people have different preferences when faced with different things.
Speaking of the lord, he had been much more...affectionate? hn. Well, he has been more inclined to do small gestures that made me think I was having a heart attack. One occasion when we were having one of our talks, he seemed a little peeved when he discovered that I had had a fiance back in my time, he had stared at me for a good while before narrowing his eye's. He had asked if I wanted to go back to Kuro, to marry the man I 'loved', but I assured him that it probably wasn't going to happen. That, no, I did not in fact love Kuro. Maybe as a friend? Yes. But as a lover? No, I just could not see Kuro as more then a very close ally of mine. I told him that the only reason I was to marry him was because it was agreed upon by our fathers so our family's would be tied closer together.
He seemed satisfied by the answer, grabbed a lock of my hair, brought it to the point where his lips grazed it, looked me firmly in the eye's and said:
"Hn, that is good. For I had no intention of letting you leave my pack."
Then our talks turned to him asking questions about my mother, admitting that he did not think she could be dangerous when he first laid eyes on her, and wanted to know if I had any demon slaying training from her. When I told him no, he then inquired about Souta, he seemed fairly confident that my little brother would be a great slayer when he is a bit older and has hit his growth faze.
"Lord Sesshomaru?" Rin questioned, bringing me out of my thought's. I looked to said lord and saw that he had stopped, seeming to be sniffing the air with slightly furrowed brows. I stopped A-Un, letting Rin jump off, and waited to see what he would say.
"...Tetsusaiga." he muttered, I quirked a brow. "Something has happened to Tetsusaiga...And I can smell blood as well..." he trailed off, his brows furrowing even more in confusion. Mine had shot up in surprise, I didn't know Sesshomaru could tell something happened to Tetsusaiga by smell. Or maybe, I thought while looking towards the sword at his waist. Tenseiga told him?
"What shall we do, my lord?" I questioned.
"We stay our course, for it seems that the scent is coming from the direction of the demon we had been tracking." he decided as he started to walk again, seems the demon has been slayed. I thought, as that would be the only reason Sesshomaru would have said 'had'. "It is not far from here." and indeed it wasn't, despite the fog it was easy to see what had happened and the amount of damage the demon has caused. Rin had run ahead of us, and even though Sesshomaru had assured me that there was no threat to be found, I had sent Jaken with her.
He would make a useful meat shield for her.
Scrunching up my nose, I lifted my sleeve to filter my air. We weren't even close to the center of the village and yet I could smell death so clearly. "Rin! Do not touch anything, I do not want you getting a bit of this filthy blood onto you!" I called out.
"Yes, mama!" she answered before continuing to run. "I won!" she declared with utmost seriousness.
"FOOL! It's not a contest!" Jaken yelled as they stopped.
"Wow! Look at this master Jaken!" I heard Rin say as we got closer. "The oni really is dead! It's just as papa said."
we arrived and saw just what was left of the demon. I could see it's spine, bladder, stomach, small intestines, and body fluid. It was all in one big pile of flesh, and only the head and an arm seemed to be perfectly fine. "However, it seems he didn't escape uninjured though." he commented, stopping behind Jaken next to the head. I slid off of A-Un and went to stand next to him.
"Oh, Sesshomaru-sama..." Jaken muttered, seeming surprised that he couldn't sense Sesshomaru behind him until he spoke.
Sesshomaru ignored Jaken, instead he grabbed the head of the demon by it's horn and lifted it up to examine it more thoroughly.
"Kyaaaaaa!" Rin yelled. That made me raise a brow, she obviously didn't actually seem to be scared of it, she had seen me (and on occasion joined me) when dissecting lesser demons that had caught my interest. So why in the world was she 'kya'-ing? This went on for a while as Sesshomaru seem to think, I decided that this was another photo worthy moment, so I grabbed the camera I kept in my sleeve and snapped a photo. Sesshomaru and head included.
He seemed to have made a decision, flinging the head over his shoulder like a sack and carrying it. "Let's go."
"Er...Y-You're taking that!?" Jaken questioned.
"Kyaaa~! Kyaaa~!" Rin continued.
"Rin, stop that, or you'll annoy your father." I admonished. Honestly I was trying to get her to say 'Father' instead of 'papa', since she insists on claiming Sesshomaru as her sire, for it was a lot more dignifying title for him. It wasn't working so far.
She immediately stopped, a wide grin on her face as she ran up and held my hand. "Yes mama!" she chirped. We heard a sigh from behind us as Jaken gathered A-Un's reins. "Master Jaken, you've been sighing a lot, haven't you?"
"Kaname," Sesshomaru called. When I brought my attention towards him, he motion for me to come closer. Wondering what he wanted I let go of Rin's hand and stepped up to him. "How long did you say that your mother would take to let your sister come here?"
Cocking my head to the side in confusion as to why he was asking about that I answered, "Probably not until she is seventeen years of age, maybe even longer if she cannot grasp the art of fighting or using her powers. Why?"
"Hn, because it would seem that is not the case." he answered. "I smelt the scent of your sister there, along with Inuyasha's."
My eye's widened, stumbling in my step, before what he said caught up to me. "What!? Are you sure?" I questioned, he gave me a look for that. I gawked, mouth opening and closing, not knowing what to say. "No, no, no! Mother would never give her permission so early on! And Kagome is not that good at fighting, and even if she was a prodigy then it should take a year at least to be able to satisfy both my mother and grandfather!"
"Could she have found a way to undo your seal?" he asked.
"No, not at all. She doesn't nearly have enough power to even make a scratch on it! The only miko I know that could have even had a percent of a chance was kikyo, when she was actually alive and had her own soul to do it. But she's dead, and Kagome has no actually training to harness and use her power's." I explained, wondering how she could have possibly used the well when I had it sealed shut from her. "How in the world could she be here?" I muttered, "And worse yet, she is with that no-good filthy brother of yours who cannot even protect his own ass! It hasn't even been a month, and already I can tell he has probably left my sister in danger while he goes off to find the corpse!" I groaned sliding my hands over my face. Is there another way into the time period that I do not know about? I wondered.
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"...I am going to have to tie her up and gag her so she can stay put where it is safe." I muttered darkly. I felt amusement coming from Sesshomaru at my comment, "we have rope...But did I pack duck tape?" I questioned myself, receiving a strange look from the lord.
"And what does a duck have to do with restraining your sister?"
Omake:
FF7:CC crossover – sane-but-was-still-pretty-sexy-when-he-wasn't Sephiroth: Female SOLDIER.
He remembered the first thing he though of when he saw her.
"She will not last." 2nd class Sephiroth said quietly to his two friends as he watched the new seventeen year-old recruit, Dizzy Fair, walk into Hojo's lab to be injected with the mako that made people SOLDIER's. It was a slow day and the three 2nd class's had decided to go and see the new batch of recruit's. They had been surprised when they heard that a female had actually made it into the program, seeing as most women didn't seem inclined to join, and those that did could never meet the requirement's to continue. And Sephiroth had been fairly impressed that the female had managed to pass the test's, and it seemed his friends, Angeal and Genesis, agreed.
She was pretty, they all admitted, with her thin nose, full lips, long coal black hair, and small height (Then again everyone who wasn't a SOLDIER was significantly short to them, seeing as the mako in their body's enhanced everything about them physically, sans looks). There was also a good amount of muscle on her that went well with her body (Genesis had commented on how her figure would grow nicely when she was older).
But no, that was not the reason he had thought she wouldn't last. Nor was her being female the reason he was shocked she made it (Although that did have something to do with it).
It was the fact that she was blind.
Her eye's were a cloudy silver when he caught a glimpse of her eye's, and when he pointed this out to his friends they did a double take on her, not believing that a blind woman made it through their test's. Usually anyone with such a major disability would not be taken, no matter how good they are, but from what Sephiroth learned from over looking her file, it was that Hojo had taken an interest in her and had gotten permission to inject her with a special serum.
It took to her like white on rice, she grew a few more inches before stopping, her bones became more sturdy, and while her eye's did turn into the same color as his own (a side effect from the serum taking too well to her they said) it did not have the slit eye's, nor did it fix her blindness. Luckily she didn't need to see to 'see'. She could see shapes and outlines of things, nose's, eye's, mouths, jaw's, hair, clothing, facial expressions, etc. If consecrating enough she could see details like wrinkles, scars, cuts, clothing texture, maybe even freckles. She could send out her senses a couple of miles all around her and 'see' everything. She just could not see colors or different lighting, never being able to define if it was a night sky she was looking at or the middle of the day.
Genesis was the first to meet her, and had loved to do assignments with her, saying that she had implored him to read Loveless to her since she was not able to, seeing that she could not find a book of it in braille. Pulsing out her own magic/energy to 'see' the letters tired her out and she would have rather not have tired herself out trying to read it. Genesis was all too eager to have someone to spout loveless to. They had also bonded over magic, while Genesis was a prodigy in his own right, Dizzy wasn't too bad either. She was just more proficient with summoning, health, and types of 'sealing' materia's.
Angeal was the next, being on the list to be sent to the front lines he was shifted out to Wutai along side her unit to take out enemy base camps. They had a lengthy discussion on honor and the way of the sword. She had told him about samurai's (Story's from her mothers side of the family) and what they stood for, their moral code, and how they looked out on life. They talked about how they both came from a small village, learning that she came from Gongaga and had a little brother back at home that wanted to join SOLDIER. They had set up a sparring schedule so they could go all out from time to time, seeing who was better with a blade.
Sephiroth finally met her when the two were sent to the front lines at the same time. The director had partnered SOLDIER's up to watch each others back's, and Hojo was insistent that the two be partnered up, president Shinra backing him up along the way. He wasn't sure what to say when he meets her. Yes, he had heard of her from his friends, and they had reassured him that the two would get along, but he honestly didn't think they would. He was shit when it came to socializing, he didn't get most jokes, nor did he understand what was acceptable to say and what was not.
All in all, he knew he was- as Genesis say's- 'Socially retarded'.
"Hello. 2nd class Dizzy Fair, a pleasure to meet you, Sephiroth." she had introduced to him as they waited to land. She had then cocked her head to the side, "Oya, oya, oya? You feel...Different..." she muttered, a curious expression on her face as she regarded him.
Sephiroth didn't know what to say to that, but she felt familiar to him, as if they had known one another since they were children despite this being the first time they have met. Instead of saying anything, he cocked a brow at her, silently asking what she meant. He received a smile.
"Ah, not the talkative type I see. That is fine, I use to know someone who used 'Hn's and grunts to answer me." she explained, a fond expression crossing her features and softening them up. "And it's strange, you fee like family for some odd reason. Like a brother...? or...hmn..." she mused, pursing her lips and tilting her head from one side to the other. She snapped her finger's, "Ah, it's like we have the same blood, but not at the same time." she concluded.
"...Like a relative then?" he questioned, to which she nodded slowly at, as if not sure if that was the right term for it or not. He grunted and then they fell into silence, it wasn't awkward or anything, far from it, in fact it was comfortable. It wasn't something he was use to, Sephiroth usually had to endure infantry men talking up a storm to him, or asking various questions about everything he did.
In fact, he could safely say that it seemed like a regular thing for him and his friends, seeing as they were starting to gain a reputation with all the missions they were being sent on constantly. He slightly wondered if Dizzy had to endure the same as them, because he has heard of how terrifying she could be when fighting from both his friends and the infantry men (He also heard from Angeal on how she broke every single bone in a 3rd class's arm when he got 'hand'-sy with her). In fact, he remembered both of the males muttering about a terrifying blade she wielded in battle that no one could figure out where she get's it from.
He didn't see anything but the standard SOLDIER sword on her back. Maybe they were exaggerating? Seeing as they were descending, he figured he would find out soon enough.
Beautiful.
That was the first word that popped into his mind as he watched Dizzy as they decimated the enemy's front line together. She twirled and slashed like a dance, giving no indication that she was blind, and didn't seem to mind all the blood that splattered onto her. Her hair was put into a high bun which she wrapped a dark maroon cloth over it, securing it with a black leather tie. He had seen that once, before the war he had gone to wutai and had seen some women (And men) do the same thing with their hair. Well, she did have the facial feature of someone born in wutai, but he figured one of her parent's must have come from the continent seeing as she doesn't seem to care who she is killing. She was actually strolling across the battle field as if it was a normal walk in the park.
Then there was that...sword...she carried with her. He didn't see where the hell she got it from, but one moment she was using the standard sword, and the next that sword was in her hand's. It was strange, to say the least, and slightly resembled his Masamune in sword type. There was a strange jewel at the end of the pommel, purple but sometimes glowed red when she attacked. And during those times large gales and twisters were summoned and destroyed all in it's path. He swore he saw a dragon come out of it once, but he couldn't be sure as it had been quick. Maybe it was some type of Materia he has never seen before? He would ask her later, when they had room to breath, about it.
They spent months in wutai, both attacking and defending, doing minor missions sent to them, collecting and securing resources, and providing moral support for the troops. And during that time the two had gotten comfortable around each other, talking and unwinding when they had the time between tasks. She told him about her family, especially about her younger brother Zack, and how she was all but disowned by her parents when she left to join SOLDIER. Her mother didn't approve of girls doing 'mens' work, and had tried to shove her own beliefs down her throat. Her mother also didn't like the Shinra Electrical Power co., Dizzy had never found out why that was exactly, but figured it had to do something about her father who had died working in one of their reactors. Sephiroth had found out that she had not, in fact, been born blind. According to Dizzy she had been able to see once upon a time, up until she was six, but she gave up her sight to save Zack from an explosion in the fireworks shed. She remembered what colors looked like, the memories are a little foggy but they are still there. She had asked if she could feel his face after a particular raid they did, explaining that she wanted to see the details of his face so she could properly 'see' him, along with him describing what color his hair, skin, eye's, and clothes were. He had obliged after he comment on how she did that with those she considers loved ones.
Sephiroth himself told her about his life growing up, how he never knew his father or mother and how he grew up in a lab. He told her his wonder's about what having siblings would be like, and how he longed to have an actual family some day. He told her about how he didn't think he was a normal child, he could always feel how different he was from others, but he just didn't know how it was he was different besides hair and eye color. Sephiroth was relieved to hear that she was also not very normal when compared to other children, that none of them could understand her and would never experience what she has (He figured it had to do with her obsession when it came to certain people, he could tell she was very possessive when it came to her little brother and how her personality would make people uneasy around her). He debated with her on certain books they both read, talked about his love of classical music and sometimes even jazz when he felt like it. She had questioned him about his hair, and he had answered how he had planned to get it cut, but he was too busy to get it actually done so he had left it how it was. He showed her his prized Masamune, and explained how he fell in love with the sword when he first laid eyes on it, then inquired about her own sword and learn it's name was Sō'unga. She explained that the sword has always been with her, since before she was 'born'.
He was slightly confused by that, but her mischievous face told him that she wasn't going to say anything more on the subject.
After it was all over, he had been given the title of General as Dizzy and he himself were promoted to 1st class SOLDIER's. They were grateful that they could modify their uniform's and weren't required to carry the standard sword anymore.
After that, it was rare to see the two apart form one another, even if they didn't have anything to say they stood by one another. They were unofficial partner's for a while, before the president himself thought to just make it official and plaster their faces everywhere as symbols for Shinra. Dizzy had earned the title of the red-eyed dragon, since all they saw of her was the glowing red jewel of her sword and her saying 'Dragon twister'.
She had laughed herself sick when she heard her title. Not long after Genesis and Angeal were promoted to 1st class as well, also becoming symbols for Shinra like Sephiroth and Dizzy.
As time passed, Sephiroth was growing more and more aware of Dizzy's developing figure, along with how his chest heart would thump loudly in his chest when she was near. For two years he found his thoughts always straying towards her, the soft voice echoing his name in his head, and having to suddenly crush the urge to wrap her into his arms and never let go. He had been very confused, and after having a sexual dream involving her, he had decided to go and talk to Angeal about what the hell was happening to him.
"Shit, you too?" Angeal had said. Sephiroth had questioned what he meant by that, "Well, first things first. Sephiroth, that feeling you got when you're around her? That's love. You, my friend, have fallen in Love with our dear little Diz. Second, I meant that Genesis himself seems to also be in Love with her, and honestly? I have no idea how you guy's are going to deal with this since Diz is the most Romantically retarded person on the face of the planet." he stated dryly.
That had been last year, and since then Genesis had gotten a little more aggressive towards the General. It wasn't a big deal, so no one made a comment on it and just continued on since it was far and few in between when it happened.
"I see." Sephiroth nodded, at some of the report's he was discussing with Angeal, now that he knew what he was dealing with he could act on it. "Hn...Where is Diz at the moment?" he questioned curiously as he had not seen the girl all day.
"Ah, Zack asked for some special training from her, so she's probably in one of the training rooms with him." Angeal answered with a shrug as they walked. "You know, ever since he's joined Diz has been pushing the troop more and more in their training. Do you know anything about that?"
"...She won't tolerate weak troop's, for they could possibly be on Zack's teams and endanger them with their incompetence." he said with a shrug. He had no problem with Dizzy doing what she did, it meant that he didn't have to deal with the training anymore.
When they arrived, it was to the site of Zack getting backhanded by Dizzy, thus being sent flying towards the wall and falling unconscious.
Oh, hello Angeal, I'm finished with Zack so you can go ahead and take him." Dizzy said when she caught sight of them. She then turned towards Sephiroth, a warm smile that set his heart ablaze directed towards him. "Now then, I believe I owe you a home cooked meal for you being able to prank Tseng without him knowing who did it." she commented while striding up to him.
"Hm, indeed you do." Sephiroth confirmed as the two left for Dizzy's room.
If he was ever to be wrong about something, then he is happy that it was about Dizzy not making it in SOLDIER.