My Heart's Whispers
~*Destiny Eternal*~
Disclaimer: AHH! What's wrong with you people?! I told you - I DON'T OWN INU YASHA! *screams, passes out*
Some Guy: *pokes with a stick and begins laughing manically*
Er... anyways, on with the fic!
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Chapter 3: The Human Heart
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Sesshoumaru felt sick to his stomach. Kirara seemed to be making a point of sharp turns, and nearly dropped him a few times. His jabbing at her whenever she made him uncomfortable didn't really help the situation.
When they finally reached Kaede's village, he seemed relieved to be able to walk on the ground. At least he did at first. The second he touched the ground his wounds began throbbing. He tried hard to walk forward normally, desiring to show any type of weakness.
When they had entered Kaede's hut, the old woman seemed utterly horrified at the sight of Sesshoumaru, but after Kagome explained the he was travelling with them for the moment, she calmed down. The group explained the curse to Kaede carefully, trying not to annoy Sesshoumaru too badly even though they knew he was human.
Kaede listened very carefully, scratching her chin in thought.
"Can you reverse it?" Sesshoumaru asked her.
Kaede shook her head. "I'm afraid I've never heard of anything like this. I'll check into it, but I can't guarantee I'll find anything."
Sesshoumaru scoffed slightly. It had only figured that this would happen. At this rate it looked as though he were going to be human until his body were destroyed, which could now happen quite easily, much to his discontent.
The group sat in an uncomfortable silence for a few moments, and before long, Miroku had to ask, "So, what now?"
Everyone could only shake their heads, not having an answer. What exactly were you supposed to do in these situations? It wasn't as though there were anyone to ask, that was for sure.
"Guess we'll have to drag his ass along with us then," Inu Yasha mumbled, with a bored expression.
Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed as his face turned into a glare. "Who exactly put you in charge of me?"
"Keh! You can't really do anything about it, now that you're human."
Sesshoumaru merely scoffed, not wishing to get into a pointless argument. He stared towards a wall of the small hut, thinking. Inu Yasha seemed to take this as his victory, and a grin spread across his face.
After a moment, Inu Yasha said, "Come on, we're leaving. We've got a Naraku to kill."
"Anything else ye want to ask?" Kaede, being the wise old woman she was, could read the expression upon Sesshoumaru's face quite well.
Sesshoumaru looked at the old woman. There was something, at the very back of his mind, but he couldn't bare to ask it. He couldn't stand to hear those words come out of his mouth. Merely thinking about it made him cringe, but now that he had, he couldn't stop. He had to ask, but how could he, with everyone in the room staring at him? How could he let them know of this weakness he had? Asking would go against his nature.
He sighed and lowered his head. He wanted to ask, but not with Inu Yasha standing there, grinning. He'd probably use it against him, just for the hell of it.
Cringing, Sesshoumaru reluctantly let the words escape his mouth anyways. "Why are human emotions so... intense...?"
He stared at the ground, not believing he'd lowered himself to ask such a thing. He could feel everyone's eyes staring at him in disbelief, and he clenched his fists tightly as he could.
Kaede chuckled. "That is the gift of the human heart," she explained.
"Gift...?" Sesshoumaru repeated, a bitterness in his voice.
Kaede nodded. "Youkai view humans as weak pathetic creatures. Humans view youkai as heartless beasts. Hanyou are caught in-between both. Because their fighting ability isn't as strong as that of a youkai, and their hearts don't feel as strongly as a humans, they're generally disliked by both. In the end, we all have our strengths and weaknesses, and it's our duty to use them both to make us stronger."
Sesshoumaru nodded slightly, understanding what she was trying to say.
"I know there's a lot of feelings there that are hard to endure," Kaede continued, "but the good ones are just as strong as the bad ones. You'd take care to remember that."
Sesshoumaru nodded again, turning to leave with everyone else. He looked to Inu Yasha, expecting some sort of comment aimed to bring him down, but that wasn't what was there. His eyes seemed gentle somehow.
Was it... sympathy? Sesshoumaru shuddered, a little disgusted at this reaction, and walked forward again. As he went outside, he turned around again, to see the rest of the group smiling at him.
"You know," Kagome, began, "that was a brave thing to do."
Sango and Miroku nodded.
That? Brave? It seemed pretty pathetic to Sesshoumaru.
Inu Yasha, Shippo, and Kirara stood staring as everyone else began complimenting Sesshoumaru on what he had said.
'What's with them?' Sesshoumaru thought. He didn't understand why they made such a big deal out of it, or why they perceived it as a good thing, for that matter.
Just as he was about to do something else he didn't believe in, say, getting so irritated that he covered his ears and yelled at the top of his lungs, Inu Yasha put in, "That's enough already. We don't have all day."
Kagome, Sango, and Miroku blushed at their sudden outburst and stepped back a step, now aware that they were annoying the living daylights out of Sesshoumaru.
"Inu Yasha, shouldn't we wail 'till Sesshoumaru's wounds heal?" Kagome asked.
Inu Yasha snarled. "We don't have time for this crap!"
He turned as though to leave, but Kagome had a glint in her eye.
"You want me to say it?" she asked, trying to sound innocent.
Inu Yasha swiftly halted. "You wouldn't..."
Kagome grinned. "Inu Yasha, O-"
Inu Yasha cut her off before she could finish. "All right, all right!! We'll stay here a little while."
A smile crept its way to Sesshoumaru's face. Kagome handled his brother well. He didn't really want to stay either, but maybe that look on Inu Yasha's face was worth it.
He looked to Tenseiga, slightly wishing he could use the sword on himself. On the other hand, what kind of a lunatic would slash himself? That was one question he didn't care to have answered.
~*Destiny Eternal*~
Disclaimer: AHH! What's wrong with you people?! I told you - I DON'T OWN INU YASHA! *screams, passes out*
Some Guy: *pokes with a stick and begins laughing manically*
Er... anyways, on with the fic!
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Chapter 3: The Human Heart
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Sesshoumaru felt sick to his stomach. Kirara seemed to be making a point of sharp turns, and nearly dropped him a few times. His jabbing at her whenever she made him uncomfortable didn't really help the situation.
When they finally reached Kaede's village, he seemed relieved to be able to walk on the ground. At least he did at first. The second he touched the ground his wounds began throbbing. He tried hard to walk forward normally, desiring to show any type of weakness.
When they had entered Kaede's hut, the old woman seemed utterly horrified at the sight of Sesshoumaru, but after Kagome explained the he was travelling with them for the moment, she calmed down. The group explained the curse to Kaede carefully, trying not to annoy Sesshoumaru too badly even though they knew he was human.
Kaede listened very carefully, scratching her chin in thought.
"Can you reverse it?" Sesshoumaru asked her.
Kaede shook her head. "I'm afraid I've never heard of anything like this. I'll check into it, but I can't guarantee I'll find anything."
Sesshoumaru scoffed slightly. It had only figured that this would happen. At this rate it looked as though he were going to be human until his body were destroyed, which could now happen quite easily, much to his discontent.
The group sat in an uncomfortable silence for a few moments, and before long, Miroku had to ask, "So, what now?"
Everyone could only shake their heads, not having an answer. What exactly were you supposed to do in these situations? It wasn't as though there were anyone to ask, that was for sure.
"Guess we'll have to drag his ass along with us then," Inu Yasha mumbled, with a bored expression.
Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed as his face turned into a glare. "Who exactly put you in charge of me?"
"Keh! You can't really do anything about it, now that you're human."
Sesshoumaru merely scoffed, not wishing to get into a pointless argument. He stared towards a wall of the small hut, thinking. Inu Yasha seemed to take this as his victory, and a grin spread across his face.
After a moment, Inu Yasha said, "Come on, we're leaving. We've got a Naraku to kill."
"Anything else ye want to ask?" Kaede, being the wise old woman she was, could read the expression upon Sesshoumaru's face quite well.
Sesshoumaru looked at the old woman. There was something, at the very back of his mind, but he couldn't bare to ask it. He couldn't stand to hear those words come out of his mouth. Merely thinking about it made him cringe, but now that he had, he couldn't stop. He had to ask, but how could he, with everyone in the room staring at him? How could he let them know of this weakness he had? Asking would go against his nature.
He sighed and lowered his head. He wanted to ask, but not with Inu Yasha standing there, grinning. He'd probably use it against him, just for the hell of it.
Cringing, Sesshoumaru reluctantly let the words escape his mouth anyways. "Why are human emotions so... intense...?"
He stared at the ground, not believing he'd lowered himself to ask such a thing. He could feel everyone's eyes staring at him in disbelief, and he clenched his fists tightly as he could.
Kaede chuckled. "That is the gift of the human heart," she explained.
"Gift...?" Sesshoumaru repeated, a bitterness in his voice.
Kaede nodded. "Youkai view humans as weak pathetic creatures. Humans view youkai as heartless beasts. Hanyou are caught in-between both. Because their fighting ability isn't as strong as that of a youkai, and their hearts don't feel as strongly as a humans, they're generally disliked by both. In the end, we all have our strengths and weaknesses, and it's our duty to use them both to make us stronger."
Sesshoumaru nodded slightly, understanding what she was trying to say.
"I know there's a lot of feelings there that are hard to endure," Kaede continued, "but the good ones are just as strong as the bad ones. You'd take care to remember that."
Sesshoumaru nodded again, turning to leave with everyone else. He looked to Inu Yasha, expecting some sort of comment aimed to bring him down, but that wasn't what was there. His eyes seemed gentle somehow.
Was it... sympathy? Sesshoumaru shuddered, a little disgusted at this reaction, and walked forward again. As he went outside, he turned around again, to see the rest of the group smiling at him.
"You know," Kagome, began, "that was a brave thing to do."
Sango and Miroku nodded.
That? Brave? It seemed pretty pathetic to Sesshoumaru.
Inu Yasha, Shippo, and Kirara stood staring as everyone else began complimenting Sesshoumaru on what he had said.
'What's with them?' Sesshoumaru thought. He didn't understand why they made such a big deal out of it, or why they perceived it as a good thing, for that matter.
Just as he was about to do something else he didn't believe in, say, getting so irritated that he covered his ears and yelled at the top of his lungs, Inu Yasha put in, "That's enough already. We don't have all day."
Kagome, Sango, and Miroku blushed at their sudden outburst and stepped back a step, now aware that they were annoying the living daylights out of Sesshoumaru.
"Inu Yasha, shouldn't we wail 'till Sesshoumaru's wounds heal?" Kagome asked.
Inu Yasha snarled. "We don't have time for this crap!"
He turned as though to leave, but Kagome had a glint in her eye.
"You want me to say it?" she asked, trying to sound innocent.
Inu Yasha swiftly halted. "You wouldn't..."
Kagome grinned. "Inu Yasha, O-"
Inu Yasha cut her off before she could finish. "All right, all right!! We'll stay here a little while."
A smile crept its way to Sesshoumaru's face. Kagome handled his brother well. He didn't really want to stay either, but maybe that look on Inu Yasha's face was worth it.
He looked to Tenseiga, slightly wishing he could use the sword on himself. On the other hand, what kind of a lunatic would slash himself? That was one question he didn't care to have answered.
