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Chapter 4: Meeting of Friends or Foes
"Mijin! Sanhi! Where are those two?" Shippo (Tail) sighed.
"Uncle Shippo! Help!" Sanhi cried out and ran to hide behind her 'uncle' just as a boy entered into view.
"Is that Inuyasha?" Mijin asked.
"I AM NOT MY FATHER!" Mikomi yelled angrily.
"A female half-demon?" Mijin swallowed. "You are very beautiful…"
"Leave me alone, lecher," Mikomi muttered and glared at him.
"Sanhi, is that any way to treat your betrothed?" Miroku frowned at his daughter.
"At least you weren't saddled with a lecherous priest, who always tries to grope you," Sango stepped out of the shadows.
"I thought you loved me," Miroku pouted.
"Inuyasha, could you say something to this idiot priest?" Sango sighed.
"I AM NOT MY FATHER!" Mikomi screamed in anger.
A figure jumped immediately in between her and the others, it was a teenage Inu youkai! "Stay away from my aunt and uncle, youkai scum!"
"Bah!" Mikomi waved a hand and walked away.
"Mikomi!" Shippo yelled, "Come back here!"
"Did that youkai just remind you of Inuyasha?" Sango blinked.
"Yeah, but Inuyasha never cried…" Miroku replied softly.
"He did when my mother died," Mikomi replied softly and ran off into the woods.
"Rekka (Raging-fire), go after her, and this time don't bully her, she is Kagome and Inuyasha's daughter," Shippo sighed and sent his eldest foster son after the half-demon.
"Who killed you, father, and mother? Who killed my family? Why?" Mikomi cried into her claw-like hands. "I promise, I'll find the ones who did this to you, I promise."
Rekka listened and watched her cry; he saw the hurt in her eyes. "Who's there?" she snarled suddenly, "Come out or you'll be killed!"
Just as Rekka was about to step out, a demon-dog, a full youkai, stepped into the clearing, "Well, if it isn't Inuyasha. The weak half-blood."
"I AM NOT MY FATHER!" Mikomi screamed at his face.
"F-father?" the youkai blinked in shock at the rage this halfling showed him. "So, he mated? Interesting, that would make me your uncle."
"Sesshomaru!" Rekka jumped out in front of Mikomi, "Leave her alone."
"She's mine by blood; can't you see my father's blood running through her veins?"
"I know all about you from father, and frankly, I prefer to call you Sesshomaru. You are nothing but a sneaky, conniving, low-account jerk of a youkai!" Mikomi smirked and sent her 'uncle' a hateful look. "I see you the way my father saw you, and now I see why. I am my father's daughter, and you still hunger for the Tetsusaiga. Which now belongs to me," Mikomi saw the shock and surprise in his face.
"The Tetsusaiga?" Sesshomaru licked his lips with greed. "So the half-demon dog male is here to protect the Tetsusaiga? This is laughable!"
"Not at all Sessy," Mikomi smirked, "I never said he was here to protect it."
"What are you speaking of, niece?"
"Just that I don't know him, and I only know he's not my enemy, but you were fathers and that makes you mine as well, farewell Sessy. I guess you can see your pure-bred mother in the depths of hell!" Mikomi pulled out Tetsusaiga, and held it in front of her. "For grandfather never loved her, not as he did my grandmother."
"What do you speak of, whore?" Sesshomaru glared angrily.
"I see no 'whore' around here, except you! When my father died, my uncle Sota took care of me. The 'Great Demon's' no longer exist. Only my father and he was one-hundred times the demon you are, not to mention he had a heart!"
"That's what made him weak!"
"On the contraire, it made him stronger!" Mikomi saw Sessy's face pale. "And I'm more powerful than my father, because of my mother's blood."
"What? Your mother?"
"You will see in time, Sessy, that I am as much my mother's child, as I am my father's," Mikomi smirked. Sesshomaru was still glaring at Mikomi. Rekka's blood was boiling.
"Leave her alone, Sesshomaru," Rekka glared angrily at the full youkai.
"Oh, let him pick a fight with me, I'd love to test him, to see if he is as weak as father said," Mikomi grinned.
"I will leave you be; until next time, niece," Sesshomaru laughed as he vanished.
"Until next time, and there will be one, you can count on it," Mikomi glared at the place where Sesshoumaru had stood only a moment before.
"What were you doing? Sesshoumaru could have killed you!" Rekka yelled angrily at Mikomi.
"Why should I fear my last living relative?" Mikomi smirked at Rekka who stood there open mouthed. "Did you think I wouldn't have been able to take him on?"
"He's a full demon!" Rekka yelled back angrily.
"So, half are more powerful, especially if their mother was a miko," Mikomi put Tetsusaiga away. "Why do you seem to care anyway? I suggest you don't start, because everyone I loved or cared about is dead. All of them murdered. Feh! Why am I even bothering to talk to you?"
"I don't know, but you'd better come back with me and talk to my father," Rekka glared past the girl, she was infuriating, cute, but infuriating.
"Why should I?" Mikomi replied. "I'm going to go and grab my stuff, I'm sure it landed by the well, and if mother could move back and forth in time, so can I."
"You wouldn't!" Rekka glared at her.
"Try and stop me, and you'll see what will happen," Mikomi smirked.
"I won't let you go back, not until you talk to my father, aunt, uncle, and cousin," Rekka blocked her way and wouldn't move.
Mikomi sauntered up to him and lifted her arms around his neck. "You'll see what will happen, and you'll be surprised," she whispered into his ear.
"W-what?" Rekka gulped nervously at her being so close, and then she smirked and jumped backwards.
"Sit!" she grinned as he fell on his face. "Mother's beads from Kaede still work, I'm glad. Now I can go get my stuff and not have to argue with you!"
"That hurt!" Rekka yelled angrily as she smiled.
"Yeah, well, I did warn you," Mikomi frowned. Her eyes began to fill with tears; "Father wasn't wearing them when he was murdered…" Mikomi cried and blinked when she found her face buried in the fabric of Rekka's shirt.
"Your father wouldn't want you to hurt this way, would he?" Rekka asked.
"No, father said it was okay to cry, but never show the weakness off to your enemies. You aren't my enemy, and you are not a friend…" Mikomi burrowed her way further into his shirt.
"I would like to be your friend," Rekka ran his fingers through her hair.
"I promise not to go away permanently, I just need to get my stuff, I think I left it all beside the well," Mikomi sighed softly.
"Okay, but I'm going with you." Rekka chuckled, "Now can you take these beads off?"
"Actually, I don't think mother told me how to take them off, she was only aware that she could when she moved it one day…" Mikomi swallowed. "But it only happens when I say sit!" They both fell to the ground. "Sorry."
"Why did you say 'it'?" Rekka yelled angrily.
"I said 'it' so you would know the word, and know if you said 'it', 'it' wouldn't effect you, only when I say 'it', does 'it' do that to you…" Mikomi gulped. "It was a last resort; I guess mother really was watching out for me."