The Ties that Bind Us
By: Joist
A/N- Sorry I made you wait so long! I had MAJOR brain-lag, and writer's block!! GRR! :O Luckily, I'm at Inuyasha-luver 's house, spending the night, and I've been able to watch (on her episodes 1-92) on her Inuyasha DVDs a few episodes ahead, so I won't be TOTALLY clueless as to what's going on!! *h* But I'm still confused a bit, because she knows SO much more on IY than me... -_-;
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Chapter _Three_!!
Ayamara and Sesshoumaru walked ahead of the others, unspoken bond passing between them that neither was to lead - for the other may not follow; neither was to follow, for the other may not've known where to go. They were side by side, and it seemed to the others behind them that they didn't know each other; as if the other just happened to go where the first was going. But they were not strangers, for when one of them sped up, the other matched their speed in a few moments - and vice versa.
"They act closer to each other than siblings that were seperated for over fifty-years," said Kagome, who had been watching the two full-demons with interest.
Inuyasha glanced at her. "What do you mean?" he asked, "I don't see anything. They're just walking, they're not even communicating! They're not even looking at each other."
Kagome's eyebrows furrowed. "What do you MEAN you can't see anything?" she asked incredulously. He pointed her whole hand at Ayamara and Sesshoumaru. "They aren't following each other, but they're not leading either! They MUST be close to have a relationship like that."
"They're brother and sister, Kagome," said Inuyasha, arching an eyebrow as if in annoyance. "Why would a relationship like that, as you call it, interfere with how they feel towards each other?"
Kagome contemplated, but didn't answer. (They have a closer bond than brother and sister,) she thought, (but they act as if they've held grudges against each other for centuries...) She realized that's probably what it was. She finally noticed that even though they might as well wanted to tear each other's hearts out (if they had any in their case), they were still going to work together in order to get what they wanted. It was cooperation, not adoration. Kagome stumbled over a root as her thoughts hurled themselves in her brain like bricks through water. (But...) she thought mistically, not even noticing that Inuyasha was helping her regain the balance she lost, (what did one of them do to make the other so hostile to the other..? And what would it take for them to get back on brotherly-sisterly love?)
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Through the corner of his eye, Sesshoumaru stared at Ayamara. Not even his pupil moved, but with the eyes of a demon like him, the black centers needn't move. Ayamara didn't even notice. She just kept walking briskly and easily along the rocky, muddy, slippery road - as if it were a walk along an eased dirt road. Her long, silvery hair was dappled a darker shade in the natural light of the sun, and one could see it was a darker shade of shining grayish-silver. Not white like his and Inuyasha's. The silken strands of hair fell to her waist like a trickling river, two thick strands of hair falling to frame her face that seemed as if it were dipped in sparkling blue paint at the first inches near the bottom. Ayamara's eyes were a deep tealish blue, tainted black with the wisdom of ages of fighting in losing battles.
Her skin was like porcelain, slowly baked a virtually-invisible shade of olive. instead of scars on eaither side of her face, there were two maroon strips on the bridge of her nose - and a dark blue, upside-down triangle-looking shape under her left eye. A battle scar a shade pinker than the surrounding skin, telling one that it had been a deep wound, went over the main vein of the body, the jugular, and Sesshoumaru almost winced at how painful the wound must've been, to be weakened from lack of blood flowing to a helpless state, and her wind pipe crushed from the brusing that came after the blood clotted to start forming a scab.
Ayamara had a tall, lithe figure that many humans might've envied if they had gotten a look under the black cloak she wore. But Sesshoumaru knew if any saw what she hid for safety and underestimation it gave enemies of her, they would die more of her secret's claws than of her own wrath and power.
The ensemble she wore was hidden under a long, dull brown cloak with lots of tears and snags in it, as to make her enemies underestimate her, and let her destroy them with surprise without using at least half of her power. But under the cloak was an interesting suit. A skin-tight, light gray bodysuit covered her upper-body, and had a long piece of light gold colored cloth going from the middle of her waist down to hang between her feet, and the same from her back. She wore black boots that were covered with what seemed to be white bandages. (finally, done with her description!)
"Sesshoumaru," said Ayamara nonchalantly, staring straight ahead, "I can feel your eyes on me, you know."
Sesshoumaru didn't respond, but averted his gaze to the trail ahead of him. (Of course, Ayamara...) he thought with a tinge of malice, but also with a great respect.
Ayamara smirked, and she stopped suddenly in a space in a small clearing in the forest, where the sun shone through the treetops to make diamond-like patterns on the forest floor. A breeze from above came down on the group, making her hair billow out behind her like a wild cape, and she held onto her brown cloak.
"We are here.." she murmured, blinking slowly as her eyes grew accustomed to the light. "...we are in the center of the Forest Still...and whatever power that lies here, is growing. Pulsing. Waiting for a formidable owner..."
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A/N- Boring huh? I think I went a little overboard with her description, but I needed to have a typing excercise. That seemed to be a good way to do it. ^_^ Enjoy, and please REVIEW!!!!!!
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue, don't ask, don't tell.
~Joist