Hellos.remember me? (Me: no. Me: did I ask you? Me: talk to THEM, not to
me.) Humph. I shall respond to some of your reviews (key word: respond)(did
you think that was the key word?).
Kitsune hanyou-hm, interesting name. I like. Yes, the plot does thicken. Bwahaha.
Brekke rider of gold Wirenth-No, Inuyasha never had a soft side. But I WANT him to have one, because he is cute (. I don't know how to receive unsigned reviews. I am frightened. Computers are not my friends (which is ironic, because I'm typing on one..). I wanted to make Rin "attack" Jakken (not literally, just like a game of tag). Maybe that didn't come across? Oh well. Interesting use for Kleenex.I think Heidi (my dog) will definitely have a long sit about that one (she'd have a long sit anyway.)
Dancing barefoot in my socks-you meddle in all that is decent? Wah. Oh well.bwahaha because so do I. Yes, dramatic sadness is my specialty (comes from watching too many soaps.like dial (hehe).) Akito Hayama is in Kodocha, which is a really cool and funny manga by Miho Obana. It's soo funny, you'd love it. But, Akito is really cute and he is constantly transforming into a cheetah (just with ears and a tail. It's so cute!) No, I did not make Seymour up (although I WISH I did.then I wouldn't have to watch him.but I finally nailed him!) and yes, your word was used. Hehe. That is also an interesting use of Kleenex. I like separating Kleenex by color. It would be special.
Ria4418-you mean YOU weren't YOU? Sheesh, way to confuse me. Oh well, that happens all the time anyway. I do love the one-way conversations. Seymour is nasty and words with "esque" are special! However it only works with adjectives.poo. But don't worry, the more stories you put out, the better chance you'll have of being found (I'm one to say that, with only *hack one choke* story. My stories are reviewed in creative writing, though, so I'm all reviewed out.) Tell your friend I appreciated the constructive criticism. Bwahaha. That's what, the fourth bwahaha?
Well, now that I've said that.I must announce the winner of the Kleenex competition.Maybe I should build suspense longer. Hehe, psyche. The winner is I! (Me: you can't do that, you RAN the competition! Me: sure I can. Me: then what was the use for Kleenex? Me: well, erm, um.it was..okay, so I didn't win. Me: that's what I THOUGHT. Me: *gollum* You're so mean to me! Go away, and never return! Me: We wants the cashews.gives them to us now! Me: Argh, shoo, for the last time! I lost them, okay? Me: how can you lose a week's worth of cashews? Me: um, erm? Me: Oh my goodness.) That was a mighty long conversation. The winner will now be mentioned. Congrats to-oh heck, I can't chose between the only two contestants. CONGRATS TO BREKKE RIDER OF GOLD WIRENTH AND DANCING BAREFOOT IN MY SOCKS!! If you want to know their entries, you can read the reviews. I won't type them because they are really long. Yay, you two!
*DISCLAIMER-a noun meaning, "to deny one's claim to something". For those of you who still do not understand, look it up in a dictionary, because that's the best I can do. I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I BEG MY PARENTS TO BUY HIS FRANCHISE (okay, I don't know if there IS one.) However, give me a magic marker and I will create Inupasha, the not-quite- but-oh-so-close-to-infringing-on-copyrights manga. Oh heck, I can't draw. Just give me a sock for Christmas.
Note: These characters are OOC. As in really a lot. So please don't hurt me. That would be mean anyway, considering that I haven't updated in so long because of homework.
Chapter 4: Changes in Attitude*
"I'LL GIVE YOU TETSUSAIGA!" Inuyasha screamed at him.
Sesshomaru turned around slowly then said with a devious, sexy smile, "I think something can be arranged, then." He paced towards his younger brother, smile dropping steadily with each step.
Cocking his head, Sesshomaru gazed at this young girl. 'She does not appear to be anything more than human,' he thought. 'Then why does my brother care for her so?' He stared at her for a long time, then tipped his head to meet Inuyasha's steely glare.
"You don't look at her like you can eat her," the half-demon said, then adjusted Kagome in his arms so that she was tilting towards him.
"Hmph," responded Sesshomaru, "Well, do you want me to save her or not?" Inuyasha's gaze flickered briefly, then turned downward. Turning to address the rest of the party, Sesshomaru said, "Well, I suppose if I am to do anything, you must come into my lands." He stared at them, clearly thinking that what he had said was enough to get them moving.
Sango held onto Kirara protectively, glaring at Sesshomaru with tears glinting in her eyes. Miroku was also glaring at the Lord of the Western Lands (a/n: Where ARE the western lands, anyway? West, duh, but.we never really SEE them), while Inuyasha was shaking slightly with his head turned down. Shippo, of course, was ruining the moment by watching a lonely butterfly flutter along, searching for food. Leave it to him to ruin the moment.
His attention was redirected abruptly, however, when a flash of light sliced the poor butterfly neatly in two. "Wh-what?" he stuttered, then turned to look at Sesshomaru holding his energy whip in his hand. The demon tucked the weapon back into his belt and lifted his head.
Sesshomaru aimed his best icy glare at Shippo, then softened his eyes slightly so as not to overwhelm the poor whelp. He scanned the five with his regal gaze. "Are you able to move now?" he said. He turned around to march back into his domain, allowing his beautiful white hair to swish behind him. His sensitive ears picked up Jakken's wails and Rin's laughter, apparently coming closer. 'Damn that useful toad,' he thought. 'He cannot even handle a ten-year old human. How pathetic.'
He heard the crunching of footsteps behind him and allowed a trace of a smile to cross his face. 'At least they listen when persuaded.' He walked up the stone steps leading into his looming, cold, gray castle. It formed a square, with a large tower on each corner. On the inside, however, was a warm garden with a small lake he had constructed just for Rin, although he would never admit it. As long as no important demon ever saw it, his reputation would go unmarred.
"Hey, Sesshomaru," Inuyasha said as he walked up the steep stone stairs.
"What, younger brother," Sesshomaru said, voice level.
"You have the same problem as me, so don't go acting all high and mighty when you know you're the same."
"What ARE you talking about?" he asked as they reached a level plain about 20 feet from the entrance to his castle.
Sesshomaru detected a note of smugness in the half-demon's voice as he said, "You and your affection for humans. Like with Rin; you will never admit it, but you care about her."
He had to confront this statement, this LIE. Okay, he knew it was not necessarily a lie, but it would crush his status at any rate. "Listen to me, YOUGER BROTHER. I carry not the same affections that you carry for that wench in your arms. I will never harbor them for a HUMAN, at any matter."
"Then why does she live with you, because you hate her?"
"Rin was a test subject for my Tenseiga, allowing me to gauge its power. She is nothing more to me. Because I am sure Jakken would hate to lose his playmate, I cannot throw her out." Inuyasha's muzzle curled into a strained smile as he looked past Sesshomaru's shoulder. His eyes danced in shallow amber delight, underlined by a cruel sadness.
Sesshomaru turned around, suddenly feeling worn out as he realized what he saw. Rin was staring at him, her eyes moist and bottom lip quivering. She clutched a small group of red daisies in her arms, squeezing them tight enough so if they had eyes, they would be bulging.
"Rin has brought roses for Sesshomaru," she said, thrusting them at her adopted father. Once he had securely grasped them, she whipped around and sprinted away towards the garden. Jakken clutched his knees and panted as she raced past him, wafting his robe (a/n: it looks more like a potato sack).
He studied the daisies for a moment, wondering why she had chosen that specific moment to present them to him. Then, as a wave of emotion filled him, he whipped his head to face his scrawny brother, with his malicious smile. He did not need any effort to pour out his emotion through his eyes this time. "You will pay for that, half brother, as soon as I have both our father's swords."
The half-demon's smile lessened slightly but held. "If you really didn't care for her, she had a right to know. That way she could see what a horrible thing you actually are and then leave you to rot alone."
He knew his eyes were flaring red, and he was suppressing his inner demon as best he could. He did not want to make his situation with Rin worse by transforming into his demon form and frightening her into cardiac arrest. He did allow a mangled growl to escape his throat as a challenge, though, just to save some of his pride from his bratty younger brother. "Consider yourself lucky that you have that fang sword now, for you will not once I revive your wench. And then I will extract my revenge, cur."
Sesshomaru walked through the sturdy wooden door, followed by the rest of the troupe. He marched down the banal hallway, slapping his hand against various doors. "One for each of you," he said with each slap. "Be sure not to dirty them too much. Especially the fox whelp." He heard muffled sounds of protest coming from the said fox demon, and this brought him some small joy to calm him. He arrived at his study, where he had a bed placed just in case he got tired, but still wanted to read. "You can put the wench on that. I'll tend to her after I eat," he said as Inuyasha obeyed.
He was strangely curious at this human lying on his bed, with a white shirt that was now stained russet red. Her skirt was cut rather short for his taste, but the green flattered her dark hair. Sesshomaru still did not understand how his cur of a brother could be so mad about her that he would virtually offer his life to him. Inuyasha leaned away from her, then brushed past Sesshomaru towards the door. Sesshomaru turned to follow his progress. "You should most likely get some sleep while I eat," he said, "so that you will stay out of my way while I revive the wench."
"Don't call her wench, Sesshomaru," Inuyasha said, back facing Sesshomaru. He then turned out into the hallway and walked away. The two humans looked at each other, then at him. They followed suit soon after, the little fox demon trailing on the man's shoulder.
Snorting, Sesshomaru followed them and turned into the neighboring room, the kitchen. As he crunched on some salty pieces of meat, he thought about what he would do once he did get his brother's sword. Definitely kill the former wielder, but then what? He did not know yet, but he figured he could improvise.
Over his chewing noise, Sesshomaru thought he heard a whooshing sound coming from just outside the room. He decided to ignore it, as he could smell nothing dangerous about it. He did smell the standard demon smell, though. It was probably his brother, since he has the same smell. No matter.
Sesshomaru did not know how much that dismissal would matter in his days to come.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well, that's chappie four. Wasn't it a blast? Of course it was. So this chappie was short as well; so what? *Oh, did you notice the asterisk at the beginning of the chappie? I put it there because it reminded me of Jimmy Buffet's "Changes in Attitude, Changes in Latitude, Nothing Remains Quite the Same" song. I'm not sure of the title.
I will mention the two contest winners in the next chappie. This one was to chock-full of stuff. Not really, but oh well.
See you next time!
bazooie-chan, who should be doing her science as we speak.
Kitsune hanyou-hm, interesting name. I like. Yes, the plot does thicken. Bwahaha.
Brekke rider of gold Wirenth-No, Inuyasha never had a soft side. But I WANT him to have one, because he is cute (. I don't know how to receive unsigned reviews. I am frightened. Computers are not my friends (which is ironic, because I'm typing on one..). I wanted to make Rin "attack" Jakken (not literally, just like a game of tag). Maybe that didn't come across? Oh well. Interesting use for Kleenex.I think Heidi (my dog) will definitely have a long sit about that one (she'd have a long sit anyway.)
Dancing barefoot in my socks-you meddle in all that is decent? Wah. Oh well.bwahaha because so do I. Yes, dramatic sadness is my specialty (comes from watching too many soaps.like dial (hehe).) Akito Hayama is in Kodocha, which is a really cool and funny manga by Miho Obana. It's soo funny, you'd love it. But, Akito is really cute and he is constantly transforming into a cheetah (just with ears and a tail. It's so cute!) No, I did not make Seymour up (although I WISH I did.then I wouldn't have to watch him.but I finally nailed him!) and yes, your word was used. Hehe. That is also an interesting use of Kleenex. I like separating Kleenex by color. It would be special.
Ria4418-you mean YOU weren't YOU? Sheesh, way to confuse me. Oh well, that happens all the time anyway. I do love the one-way conversations. Seymour is nasty and words with "esque" are special! However it only works with adjectives.poo. But don't worry, the more stories you put out, the better chance you'll have of being found (I'm one to say that, with only *hack one choke* story. My stories are reviewed in creative writing, though, so I'm all reviewed out.) Tell your friend I appreciated the constructive criticism. Bwahaha. That's what, the fourth bwahaha?
Well, now that I've said that.I must announce the winner of the Kleenex competition.Maybe I should build suspense longer. Hehe, psyche. The winner is I! (Me: you can't do that, you RAN the competition! Me: sure I can. Me: then what was the use for Kleenex? Me: well, erm, um.it was..okay, so I didn't win. Me: that's what I THOUGHT. Me: *gollum* You're so mean to me! Go away, and never return! Me: We wants the cashews.gives them to us now! Me: Argh, shoo, for the last time! I lost them, okay? Me: how can you lose a week's worth of cashews? Me: um, erm? Me: Oh my goodness.) That was a mighty long conversation. The winner will now be mentioned. Congrats to-oh heck, I can't chose between the only two contestants. CONGRATS TO BREKKE RIDER OF GOLD WIRENTH AND DANCING BAREFOOT IN MY SOCKS!! If you want to know their entries, you can read the reviews. I won't type them because they are really long. Yay, you two!
*DISCLAIMER-a noun meaning, "to deny one's claim to something". For those of you who still do not understand, look it up in a dictionary, because that's the best I can do. I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I BEG MY PARENTS TO BUY HIS FRANCHISE (okay, I don't know if there IS one.) However, give me a magic marker and I will create Inupasha, the not-quite- but-oh-so-close-to-infringing-on-copyrights manga. Oh heck, I can't draw. Just give me a sock for Christmas.
Note: These characters are OOC. As in really a lot. So please don't hurt me. That would be mean anyway, considering that I haven't updated in so long because of homework.
Chapter 4: Changes in Attitude*
"I'LL GIVE YOU TETSUSAIGA!" Inuyasha screamed at him.
Sesshomaru turned around slowly then said with a devious, sexy smile, "I think something can be arranged, then." He paced towards his younger brother, smile dropping steadily with each step.
Cocking his head, Sesshomaru gazed at this young girl. 'She does not appear to be anything more than human,' he thought. 'Then why does my brother care for her so?' He stared at her for a long time, then tipped his head to meet Inuyasha's steely glare.
"You don't look at her like you can eat her," the half-demon said, then adjusted Kagome in his arms so that she was tilting towards him.
"Hmph," responded Sesshomaru, "Well, do you want me to save her or not?" Inuyasha's gaze flickered briefly, then turned downward. Turning to address the rest of the party, Sesshomaru said, "Well, I suppose if I am to do anything, you must come into my lands." He stared at them, clearly thinking that what he had said was enough to get them moving.
Sango held onto Kirara protectively, glaring at Sesshomaru with tears glinting in her eyes. Miroku was also glaring at the Lord of the Western Lands (a/n: Where ARE the western lands, anyway? West, duh, but.we never really SEE them), while Inuyasha was shaking slightly with his head turned down. Shippo, of course, was ruining the moment by watching a lonely butterfly flutter along, searching for food. Leave it to him to ruin the moment.
His attention was redirected abruptly, however, when a flash of light sliced the poor butterfly neatly in two. "Wh-what?" he stuttered, then turned to look at Sesshomaru holding his energy whip in his hand. The demon tucked the weapon back into his belt and lifted his head.
Sesshomaru aimed his best icy glare at Shippo, then softened his eyes slightly so as not to overwhelm the poor whelp. He scanned the five with his regal gaze. "Are you able to move now?" he said. He turned around to march back into his domain, allowing his beautiful white hair to swish behind him. His sensitive ears picked up Jakken's wails and Rin's laughter, apparently coming closer. 'Damn that useful toad,' he thought. 'He cannot even handle a ten-year old human. How pathetic.'
He heard the crunching of footsteps behind him and allowed a trace of a smile to cross his face. 'At least they listen when persuaded.' He walked up the stone steps leading into his looming, cold, gray castle. It formed a square, with a large tower on each corner. On the inside, however, was a warm garden with a small lake he had constructed just for Rin, although he would never admit it. As long as no important demon ever saw it, his reputation would go unmarred.
"Hey, Sesshomaru," Inuyasha said as he walked up the steep stone stairs.
"What, younger brother," Sesshomaru said, voice level.
"You have the same problem as me, so don't go acting all high and mighty when you know you're the same."
"What ARE you talking about?" he asked as they reached a level plain about 20 feet from the entrance to his castle.
Sesshomaru detected a note of smugness in the half-demon's voice as he said, "You and your affection for humans. Like with Rin; you will never admit it, but you care about her."
He had to confront this statement, this LIE. Okay, he knew it was not necessarily a lie, but it would crush his status at any rate. "Listen to me, YOUGER BROTHER. I carry not the same affections that you carry for that wench in your arms. I will never harbor them for a HUMAN, at any matter."
"Then why does she live with you, because you hate her?"
"Rin was a test subject for my Tenseiga, allowing me to gauge its power. She is nothing more to me. Because I am sure Jakken would hate to lose his playmate, I cannot throw her out." Inuyasha's muzzle curled into a strained smile as he looked past Sesshomaru's shoulder. His eyes danced in shallow amber delight, underlined by a cruel sadness.
Sesshomaru turned around, suddenly feeling worn out as he realized what he saw. Rin was staring at him, her eyes moist and bottom lip quivering. She clutched a small group of red daisies in her arms, squeezing them tight enough so if they had eyes, they would be bulging.
"Rin has brought roses for Sesshomaru," she said, thrusting them at her adopted father. Once he had securely grasped them, she whipped around and sprinted away towards the garden. Jakken clutched his knees and panted as she raced past him, wafting his robe (a/n: it looks more like a potato sack).
He studied the daisies for a moment, wondering why she had chosen that specific moment to present them to him. Then, as a wave of emotion filled him, he whipped his head to face his scrawny brother, with his malicious smile. He did not need any effort to pour out his emotion through his eyes this time. "You will pay for that, half brother, as soon as I have both our father's swords."
The half-demon's smile lessened slightly but held. "If you really didn't care for her, she had a right to know. That way she could see what a horrible thing you actually are and then leave you to rot alone."
He knew his eyes were flaring red, and he was suppressing his inner demon as best he could. He did not want to make his situation with Rin worse by transforming into his demon form and frightening her into cardiac arrest. He did allow a mangled growl to escape his throat as a challenge, though, just to save some of his pride from his bratty younger brother. "Consider yourself lucky that you have that fang sword now, for you will not once I revive your wench. And then I will extract my revenge, cur."
Sesshomaru walked through the sturdy wooden door, followed by the rest of the troupe. He marched down the banal hallway, slapping his hand against various doors. "One for each of you," he said with each slap. "Be sure not to dirty them too much. Especially the fox whelp." He heard muffled sounds of protest coming from the said fox demon, and this brought him some small joy to calm him. He arrived at his study, where he had a bed placed just in case he got tired, but still wanted to read. "You can put the wench on that. I'll tend to her after I eat," he said as Inuyasha obeyed.
He was strangely curious at this human lying on his bed, with a white shirt that was now stained russet red. Her skirt was cut rather short for his taste, but the green flattered her dark hair. Sesshomaru still did not understand how his cur of a brother could be so mad about her that he would virtually offer his life to him. Inuyasha leaned away from her, then brushed past Sesshomaru towards the door. Sesshomaru turned to follow his progress. "You should most likely get some sleep while I eat," he said, "so that you will stay out of my way while I revive the wench."
"Don't call her wench, Sesshomaru," Inuyasha said, back facing Sesshomaru. He then turned out into the hallway and walked away. The two humans looked at each other, then at him. They followed suit soon after, the little fox demon trailing on the man's shoulder.
Snorting, Sesshomaru followed them and turned into the neighboring room, the kitchen. As he crunched on some salty pieces of meat, he thought about what he would do once he did get his brother's sword. Definitely kill the former wielder, but then what? He did not know yet, but he figured he could improvise.
Over his chewing noise, Sesshomaru thought he heard a whooshing sound coming from just outside the room. He decided to ignore it, as he could smell nothing dangerous about it. He did smell the standard demon smell, though. It was probably his brother, since he has the same smell. No matter.
Sesshomaru did not know how much that dismissal would matter in his days to come.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well, that's chappie four. Wasn't it a blast? Of course it was. So this chappie was short as well; so what? *Oh, did you notice the asterisk at the beginning of the chappie? I put it there because it reminded me of Jimmy Buffet's "Changes in Attitude, Changes in Latitude, Nothing Remains Quite the Same" song. I'm not sure of the title.
I will mention the two contest winners in the next chappie. This one was to chock-full of stuff. Not really, but oh well.
See you next time!
bazooie-chan, who should be doing her science as we speak.