(:Dicclaimer:) I do not own Inu Yasha. He owns me.
(:A.N:) Hello, Mae Chan here. Um, I didn't exactly reach 40,000 words last chapter, but I will after this chapter! Waii! I also changed the summary around, so maybe more people will want to read my story! *croses fingers* Well, anyways, onto chapter twenty-eight!
Haunting Me in Dreams
Chapter Twenty-Eight : Mysterious
By : Feng Shui Goddess
My brother stood in front of me, his face expressionless and his intent a strong one. "Sessho Maru, what are you doing here?" I asked. I had no clue if he came to fight me, try to kill me... "I've come to visit you." Or visit, visiting was always a possibility. "Really?" I said, my eyes slightly lighting up. He nodded, a suttle quick nod. I was happy. Of course, it was strange for Sessho Maru to come and visit me, but I was very lonely. I didn't need an explanation, nor want one. "I'm glad," I said, smiling. "You're lonely by yourself, aren't you? Have you been alone all this time, Inu Yasha?" I nodded. I didn't want to tell him about my journey to get the Shikon no Tama; for even if he was a full blood demon, he might still seek it's power. "I haven't been very lonely, though," I said, obviously lying. "That's not true. I can tell these things, it's no use trying to hide it from me," he said in a toneless voice. I sighed, "You could always read me like a card, Sessho Maru." He let out a small laugh, smiling. "Have you been alright all by yourself? Are you eating enough? You don't look too well," he said, in a very parent like fashion. "I'm fine, I just haven't been very hungry is all." Sessho Maru was acting so kindly to me, just like he had done a year or two ago, before being taken by his mother. Maybe living with Father all the time had made him happier, maybe he was more relaxed and assured with life. It was a bit out of character for him to travel and visit me, even when we were close friends, but I didn't question his presence, not at all. I grabbed his hand, "Want to come back to my house?" He laughed, "You never change. Sure, I'll go back to your home."
When we returned to my house, Sessho Maru stopped and looked at my mother's grave. "It's such a shame," he paused, "That your mother died when she did. She was very young." I nodded, sadly, "Yes, she was young. She was
young and healthy until a couple of years ago, when she became ill so suddenly." He slowly bent down next to her grave and paid his respects. When he stood up and looked at me, I smiled, and signaled for him to enter my house. When he entered, he sighed, "Oh, Inu Yasha, this house is a mess." He pointed to all the blankets and other things spread around the ground. I laughed, not noticing that it was messy before, "I didn't notice. I guess you're right, though. Maybe I should clean it." He smiled, "You? Clean? Never." I sighed, he was right. I hated to clean. I knealed down and picked up a blanket and began to fold it, "See? I do to clean!" He sighed, "Yeah, just because I mentioned it! If I wasn't here, that blanket wouldin't have been folded until you tripped over it and broke your neck!" I laughed, "You know me all too well, Brother." After a few minutes of pretending to be interested in cleaning, I decided to stop out of sheer boredom. "So, Sessho Maru, how is Father doing?" I asked. "He's well, as usual. It's really a shame how he disowned you like that, Inu Yasha. I felt terribly for you. Even if I am mean to you sometimes, and seem hateful, you're my little brother, and I can't bare to see those kinds of things happen to you." I smiled, he was being kind to me, like he had many years ago. I loved it when he and I were good friends, because I had very few of them. After all, I was his little brother, and brothers were expected to be good friends. At least all the other brother I knew were close as could be, always playing and hanging out together. A father and his sons seen having fun together, what a wonderful sight that was to see. A sight that I used to be a part of, but no longer was I. Yes, it was sad, that it was. But somehow I had managed to somewhat overcome my lonliness as a child, and seem content. "Thank you... For your kindness," I said, looking sadly down to the ground. He put a hand on my shoulder, "Cheer up, Inu Yasha. It's pathedic to see you so down." I laughed, "Pathedic? Is that it?" He smiled, "I'm just joking, Inu Yasha. Insulting you always gets your attention; it has since you were very young." Yes, he was right. I couldin't stand to be insulted, not one little bit.
Later that night, Sessho Maru and I sat around a small fire a few yards away from my mother's grave. I noticed that Sessho Maru would often look at the grave with sorrow in his eyes, like he missed her. I knew that he had cared for my mother, no matter how much he said he didn't like humans, I knew that deep down he really liked them. I could read Sessho Maru like a card some of the time, I could often tell exactly what he was thinking and why. I guess we just had that kind of brotherly bond between us, although it only showed on rare occasion. We would often get into stupid arguements about seemingly pointless things, like who was stronger and had more royal blood, who was more worthy, and so forth and so on. In truth, both Sessho Maru and I knew that he was stronger, he was full blood, and he was much more important in the world. After I told him that, he stopped tormenting me about being a half demon most of the time. I think that he pitied me more than anything, not to say that it was a good thing or anything, but it seemed to shut him up most of the time. "It's so sad," Sessho Maru said, "How Hotaru died." I growled, and mumbled, "All because of our father. All because of him, dammit. That's why she's gone." Sessho Maru looked at me, "What did you say?" I shook my head, "It's nothing for you to worry about." He sighed, "I know you're lying. You're such a mysterious person, Inu Yasha, you always have been." I smiled, "I'm mysterious because I've just never had anyone to tell things to, that's why. I'm shy, or so people tell me. Shy people are mysterious." He nodded, "Yeah, I can understand that. But I'm here, Brother. So you can tell me things if you'd like." I thought hard about telling him about my quest to kill Father, and how I had stolen the Shikon no Tama from the pristess Kikyo. I wanted to tell someone, anyone. But I knew it was safer for the both of us if I did not mention such things. After all, if demons found out I posessed it, and if they found out Sessho Maru was my half brother, God only knows what hell could break loose. "You're thinking about something. Something you won't tell me about," he said in a monotonious voice. "No, I'm not..." I said, my voice slightly trembling. "Tell me," He pried. "No... It's nothing," I insisted. He snarled, "Tell me, dammit!" I trembled in fear ever so slightly. He was angry. "I said it--" I was cut off by Sessho Maru grabbing my neck and slamming me on the ground, "I told you to TELL me, Inu Yasha. Now will you tell me or WHAT?!" I shook in fear, he wasn't my friend, not at all.
(:A.N:) Uh oh, Sessho's lost it! What does he want from Inu Yasha? No one knows, not even I do!! Maybe you could post suggestions in your reviews? I'm so lost on this story its not even funny. Oh well. Anyways, please review and I'll update sooner! PLEASEEEE? -Mae-
(:A.N:) Hello, Mae Chan here. Um, I didn't exactly reach 40,000 words last chapter, but I will after this chapter! Waii! I also changed the summary around, so maybe more people will want to read my story! *croses fingers* Well, anyways, onto chapter twenty-eight!
Haunting Me in Dreams
Chapter Twenty-Eight : Mysterious
By : Feng Shui Goddess
My brother stood in front of me, his face expressionless and his intent a strong one. "Sessho Maru, what are you doing here?" I asked. I had no clue if he came to fight me, try to kill me... "I've come to visit you." Or visit, visiting was always a possibility. "Really?" I said, my eyes slightly lighting up. He nodded, a suttle quick nod. I was happy. Of course, it was strange for Sessho Maru to come and visit me, but I was very lonely. I didn't need an explanation, nor want one. "I'm glad," I said, smiling. "You're lonely by yourself, aren't you? Have you been alone all this time, Inu Yasha?" I nodded. I didn't want to tell him about my journey to get the Shikon no Tama; for even if he was a full blood demon, he might still seek it's power. "I haven't been very lonely, though," I said, obviously lying. "That's not true. I can tell these things, it's no use trying to hide it from me," he said in a toneless voice. I sighed, "You could always read me like a card, Sessho Maru." He let out a small laugh, smiling. "Have you been alright all by yourself? Are you eating enough? You don't look too well," he said, in a very parent like fashion. "I'm fine, I just haven't been very hungry is all." Sessho Maru was acting so kindly to me, just like he had done a year or two ago, before being taken by his mother. Maybe living with Father all the time had made him happier, maybe he was more relaxed and assured with life. It was a bit out of character for him to travel and visit me, even when we were close friends, but I didn't question his presence, not at all. I grabbed his hand, "Want to come back to my house?" He laughed, "You never change. Sure, I'll go back to your home."
When we returned to my house, Sessho Maru stopped and looked at my mother's grave. "It's such a shame," he paused, "That your mother died when she did. She was very young." I nodded, sadly, "Yes, she was young. She was
young and healthy until a couple of years ago, when she became ill so suddenly." He slowly bent down next to her grave and paid his respects. When he stood up and looked at me, I smiled, and signaled for him to enter my house. When he entered, he sighed, "Oh, Inu Yasha, this house is a mess." He pointed to all the blankets and other things spread around the ground. I laughed, not noticing that it was messy before, "I didn't notice. I guess you're right, though. Maybe I should clean it." He smiled, "You? Clean? Never." I sighed, he was right. I hated to clean. I knealed down and picked up a blanket and began to fold it, "See? I do to clean!" He sighed, "Yeah, just because I mentioned it! If I wasn't here, that blanket wouldin't have been folded until you tripped over it and broke your neck!" I laughed, "You know me all too well, Brother." After a few minutes of pretending to be interested in cleaning, I decided to stop out of sheer boredom. "So, Sessho Maru, how is Father doing?" I asked. "He's well, as usual. It's really a shame how he disowned you like that, Inu Yasha. I felt terribly for you. Even if I am mean to you sometimes, and seem hateful, you're my little brother, and I can't bare to see those kinds of things happen to you." I smiled, he was being kind to me, like he had many years ago. I loved it when he and I were good friends, because I had very few of them. After all, I was his little brother, and brothers were expected to be good friends. At least all the other brother I knew were close as could be, always playing and hanging out together. A father and his sons seen having fun together, what a wonderful sight that was to see. A sight that I used to be a part of, but no longer was I. Yes, it was sad, that it was. But somehow I had managed to somewhat overcome my lonliness as a child, and seem content. "Thank you... For your kindness," I said, looking sadly down to the ground. He put a hand on my shoulder, "Cheer up, Inu Yasha. It's pathedic to see you so down." I laughed, "Pathedic? Is that it?" He smiled, "I'm just joking, Inu Yasha. Insulting you always gets your attention; it has since you were very young." Yes, he was right. I couldin't stand to be insulted, not one little bit.
Later that night, Sessho Maru and I sat around a small fire a few yards away from my mother's grave. I noticed that Sessho Maru would often look at the grave with sorrow in his eyes, like he missed her. I knew that he had cared for my mother, no matter how much he said he didn't like humans, I knew that deep down he really liked them. I could read Sessho Maru like a card some of the time, I could often tell exactly what he was thinking and why. I guess we just had that kind of brotherly bond between us, although it only showed on rare occasion. We would often get into stupid arguements about seemingly pointless things, like who was stronger and had more royal blood, who was more worthy, and so forth and so on. In truth, both Sessho Maru and I knew that he was stronger, he was full blood, and he was much more important in the world. After I told him that, he stopped tormenting me about being a half demon most of the time. I think that he pitied me more than anything, not to say that it was a good thing or anything, but it seemed to shut him up most of the time. "It's so sad," Sessho Maru said, "How Hotaru died." I growled, and mumbled, "All because of our father. All because of him, dammit. That's why she's gone." Sessho Maru looked at me, "What did you say?" I shook my head, "It's nothing for you to worry about." He sighed, "I know you're lying. You're such a mysterious person, Inu Yasha, you always have been." I smiled, "I'm mysterious because I've just never had anyone to tell things to, that's why. I'm shy, or so people tell me. Shy people are mysterious." He nodded, "Yeah, I can understand that. But I'm here, Brother. So you can tell me things if you'd like." I thought hard about telling him about my quest to kill Father, and how I had stolen the Shikon no Tama from the pristess Kikyo. I wanted to tell someone, anyone. But I knew it was safer for the both of us if I did not mention such things. After all, if demons found out I posessed it, and if they found out Sessho Maru was my half brother, God only knows what hell could break loose. "You're thinking about something. Something you won't tell me about," he said in a monotonious voice. "No, I'm not..." I said, my voice slightly trembling. "Tell me," He pried. "No... It's nothing," I insisted. He snarled, "Tell me, dammit!" I trembled in fear ever so slightly. He was angry. "I said it--" I was cut off by Sessho Maru grabbing my neck and slamming me on the ground, "I told you to TELL me, Inu Yasha. Now will you tell me or WHAT?!" I shook in fear, he wasn't my friend, not at all.
(:A.N:) Uh oh, Sessho's lost it! What does he want from Inu Yasha? No one knows, not even I do!! Maybe you could post suggestions in your reviews? I'm so lost on this story its not even funny. Oh well. Anyways, please review and I'll update sooner! PLEASEEEE? -Mae-