" Forget it Tironamisu! Just FORGET IT!!!!
" Ok, whatever you say." moaned Tironamisu.
And Sironoku entered his house. He was disappointed in himself, but then again, he felt stupid about thinking so stupidly about himself. This Inu-Yasha sounded like he hunted his father's dreams.
" Maybe he's one of those demons father mentioned." Sironoku thought to himself, as he fell asleep.
He tried to forget about Inu-Yasha the whole week, but he couldn't get his mind out of him. He decided to go find information about him.
" Josh, get out of MY computer!" screamed Sironoku at his little brother.
" Fuck off!" screamed Josh.
" I'm so gonna tell mom about your bad words!"
"I don't care! So sew me!"
" You fucking little punk!!!"
" Go to HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!"
And after this, Sironoku left to his room and slammed the door. He lay in his bed thinking of Inu-Yasha.
" He even hunts MY thoughts." Thought Sironoku. " Hope he doesn't get away with haunting my dreams." and Sironoku closed his eyes and took a nap.
He was dreaming of a huge sword, a huge sword. Big and powerful. He wanted to take it. He wanted to grasp it and use it. Use it for. the eyes in the back of his head and dream. He turned around, took the sword, and slashed the thing in half. When he saw who it was, he gasped. It was a person with white hair and he had a huge sword, but he didn't slash him in half as he thought, he slashed the creature beside this person in half.
" That was good for a thirteen-year-old human, Sironoku." snarled Sesshomaru.
" Who are you?" asked Sironoku, not even with a bit of fear, but a lot of hatred.
" I am the master of the past, the king of all demons except my master, Naraku. I am Inu-Yasha's brother, Seshomaru."
" Are you looking for me, or my father?"
" I was searching for you, not that father of yours, who is even untrue to hanyous."
" My father is a human, not some kind of half-demon. You are not a hanyou, you are a demon"
" Very good!" said Sesshomaru clapping. " Very good, my friend, or should I say, my partner."
" Why should I be your partner? Where do you come from?"
" Ok, whatever you say." moaned Tironamisu.
And Sironoku entered his house. He was disappointed in himself, but then again, he felt stupid about thinking so stupidly about himself. This Inu-Yasha sounded like he hunted his father's dreams.
" Maybe he's one of those demons father mentioned." Sironoku thought to himself, as he fell asleep.
He tried to forget about Inu-Yasha the whole week, but he couldn't get his mind out of him. He decided to go find information about him.
" Josh, get out of MY computer!" screamed Sironoku at his little brother.
" Fuck off!" screamed Josh.
" I'm so gonna tell mom about your bad words!"
"I don't care! So sew me!"
" You fucking little punk!!!"
" Go to HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!"
And after this, Sironoku left to his room and slammed the door. He lay in his bed thinking of Inu-Yasha.
" He even hunts MY thoughts." Thought Sironoku. " Hope he doesn't get away with haunting my dreams." and Sironoku closed his eyes and took a nap.
He was dreaming of a huge sword, a huge sword. Big and powerful. He wanted to take it. He wanted to grasp it and use it. Use it for. the eyes in the back of his head and dream. He turned around, took the sword, and slashed the thing in half. When he saw who it was, he gasped. It was a person with white hair and he had a huge sword, but he didn't slash him in half as he thought, he slashed the creature beside this person in half.
" That was good for a thirteen-year-old human, Sironoku." snarled Sesshomaru.
" Who are you?" asked Sironoku, not even with a bit of fear, but a lot of hatred.
" I am the master of the past, the king of all demons except my master, Naraku. I am Inu-Yasha's brother, Seshomaru."
" Are you looking for me, or my father?"
" I was searching for you, not that father of yours, who is even untrue to hanyous."
" My father is a human, not some kind of half-demon. You are not a hanyou, you are a demon"
" Very good!" said Sesshomaru clapping. " Very good, my friend, or should I say, my partner."
" Why should I be your partner? Where do you come from?"
