Love Beyond Life
Chapter 11
Sango-sama
Author's Notes: I'm baaaa-ack! With a hopefully fresh perspective! Anyways…I was very stuck from where to take the overprotective father bit from Sesshoumaru and from more recent manga details. As much as I love seeing Rin and Sesshoumaru fics (as they are infinitely spicy!!!), she's just a bit too young at this point.
I have had some wonderful feedback for this so far. I hope it continues, but I'm not going to base the speed of my writing on it. I'm working full time and playing housemaid for my family…I'll write when I can, but I'm not just limiting myself to this story either. You're probably all used to this, but it's far better to be honest with ourselves about it. ^_^;
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. Sad, isn't it? I have however, temporarily borrowed Miroku to ravag--err, I mean abuse him in this fic. ::cracks her whip:: Oh ho ho ho ho!
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Kohaku stared forward, eyes still set wide open from the shock that had yet to fade. The pads of his fingertips ashen white as he dug his malleable fingernails into the rotting stump beneath him. He trembled slightly, making it clear enough to the now impassive youkai that his message had sunk into the boy's head, loud and crystal clear.
"Come, Rin." His golden eyes had calmed from their momentary rage, mellowing at the sight of his young charge.
She pouted, looking mournfully back to where the stricken boy sat dazed. She wondered if he really should be left alone while he still looked so scared. "But, Sesshoumaru-sama, he looks so…"
"Come." His eyes again flashed, a fearsome wave of amber washing a somber veil across his slitted pupils.
Rin shuddered. Even with as kind as he was to her, she couldn't help but be frightened when those eyes narrowed at glared directly at her. She knew that he wouldn't harm her…but fear being an irrational thing, she felt herself losing her will to fight him over the matter. Her protector was very powerful…and his orders weren't to be questioned.
With a light sigh and a last glance at Kohaku, she followed Sesshoumaru back to their camp.
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Inuyasha's shoulders slumped as he settled against the creaking wood of the hut wall, feeling the sore spot on the back of his head as it too rested against the rather noisy wall. A clawed hand rubbed over the still tender muscles, a deep frown set across his features.
'How was that bitch able to cause him such physical pain? I wasn't even been this sore when his brother made a hole right through my gut.'
So absorbed in his pouting was he, that he hadn't noticed Kagome coming to sit down with him until the floorboards next to him creaked beneath her full weight.
A light smile tugged at her features. "I just had a talk with Sango."
The hanyou paled, pulling himself just out of Kagome's reach. He still didn't know what he did, but he would be damned if he'd subject himself to anymore punishment. "Where is she?"
"She's down taking a bath at the spring with Kirara." Her grin widened noticeably, as she struggled not to let a giggle slip through her tightly pressed lips. "She can't hurt you anymore right now."
His voice rose a few notches. "She didn't hurt me!"
"Of course she didn't," she plactated, softly tracing a finger over the heavy red cloth that covered the bruise. Kagome raised an eyebrow as she watched him wince and shift uncomfortably, in a feeble attempt to prove her wrong. The sound of air being sucked in between the small space of his teeth stopped her still careful motions.
Stubbornly grumbling, he brushed her hand aside, not bothering to move away from her a second time.
"I'm sorry, Inuyasha," she said softly, leaning her head onto his shoulder. Her fingers slid onto his arm, patting it comfortingly. "I know it wasn't completely your fault…"
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The warm waters of the hot spring gurgled, bubbling up to the surface in pockets. Green fronds nestled between the rocks that surrounded the clear waters, swaying slightly in the soft breeze.
The balmy breeze drifted across the back of her neck, eliciting a shiver as she exposed her skin to the open air. Her unbuttoned shirt slid down her back and off onto the ground in a hasty pile.
Her fingers slid to the waistband of her form fitting black pants. She had just been about to slide out of them, when she started to get that sick, sinking feeling that she was being watched.
"Houshi-sama!" she yelled, her hand released the thin fabric, balling up into a fist at her side. "I know you're here. Get out here so I can hurt you!"
Chapter 11
Sango-sama
Author's Notes: I'm baaaa-ack! With a hopefully fresh perspective! Anyways…I was very stuck from where to take the overprotective father bit from Sesshoumaru and from more recent manga details. As much as I love seeing Rin and Sesshoumaru fics (as they are infinitely spicy!!!), she's just a bit too young at this point.
I have had some wonderful feedback for this so far. I hope it continues, but I'm not going to base the speed of my writing on it. I'm working full time and playing housemaid for my family…I'll write when I can, but I'm not just limiting myself to this story either. You're probably all used to this, but it's far better to be honest with ourselves about it. ^_^;
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. Sad, isn't it? I have however, temporarily borrowed Miroku to ravag--err, I mean abuse him in this fic. ::cracks her whip:: Oh ho ho ho ho!
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Kohaku stared forward, eyes still set wide open from the shock that had yet to fade. The pads of his fingertips ashen white as he dug his malleable fingernails into the rotting stump beneath him. He trembled slightly, making it clear enough to the now impassive youkai that his message had sunk into the boy's head, loud and crystal clear.
"Come, Rin." His golden eyes had calmed from their momentary rage, mellowing at the sight of his young charge.
She pouted, looking mournfully back to where the stricken boy sat dazed. She wondered if he really should be left alone while he still looked so scared. "But, Sesshoumaru-sama, he looks so…"
"Come." His eyes again flashed, a fearsome wave of amber washing a somber veil across his slitted pupils.
Rin shuddered. Even with as kind as he was to her, she couldn't help but be frightened when those eyes narrowed at glared directly at her. She knew that he wouldn't harm her…but fear being an irrational thing, she felt herself losing her will to fight him over the matter. Her protector was very powerful…and his orders weren't to be questioned.
With a light sigh and a last glance at Kohaku, she followed Sesshoumaru back to their camp.
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Inuyasha's shoulders slumped as he settled against the creaking wood of the hut wall, feeling the sore spot on the back of his head as it too rested against the rather noisy wall. A clawed hand rubbed over the still tender muscles, a deep frown set across his features.
'How was that bitch able to cause him such physical pain? I wasn't even been this sore when his brother made a hole right through my gut.'
So absorbed in his pouting was he, that he hadn't noticed Kagome coming to sit down with him until the floorboards next to him creaked beneath her full weight.
A light smile tugged at her features. "I just had a talk with Sango."
The hanyou paled, pulling himself just out of Kagome's reach. He still didn't know what he did, but he would be damned if he'd subject himself to anymore punishment. "Where is she?"
"She's down taking a bath at the spring with Kirara." Her grin widened noticeably, as she struggled not to let a giggle slip through her tightly pressed lips. "She can't hurt you anymore right now."
His voice rose a few notches. "She didn't hurt me!"
"Of course she didn't," she plactated, softly tracing a finger over the heavy red cloth that covered the bruise. Kagome raised an eyebrow as she watched him wince and shift uncomfortably, in a feeble attempt to prove her wrong. The sound of air being sucked in between the small space of his teeth stopped her still careful motions.
Stubbornly grumbling, he brushed her hand aside, not bothering to move away from her a second time.
"I'm sorry, Inuyasha," she said softly, leaning her head onto his shoulder. Her fingers slid onto his arm, patting it comfortingly. "I know it wasn't completely your fault…"
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The warm waters of the hot spring gurgled, bubbling up to the surface in pockets. Green fronds nestled between the rocks that surrounded the clear waters, swaying slightly in the soft breeze.
The balmy breeze drifted across the back of her neck, eliciting a shiver as she exposed her skin to the open air. Her unbuttoned shirt slid down her back and off onto the ground in a hasty pile.
Her fingers slid to the waistband of her form fitting black pants. She had just been about to slide out of them, when she started to get that sick, sinking feeling that she was being watched.
"Houshi-sama!" she yelled, her hand released the thin fabric, balling up into a fist at her side. "I know you're here. Get out here so I can hurt you!"