A/N: I'm a baaaaaaaddd little youkai-author… first I start a new story, and then I don't update it or any other of my stories for a week…. He, I really must be getting on people's nerves…. Anyways, here is chapter 2… so read it already!
Chapter 2 (fancy title, ne?)
Sesshomaru stood up and glared at the bushes, ungrateful for the scene displayed to him. He couldn't understand why the blooms had to put him through the most painful memories. They were painful to remember, especially this one, because they occurred right before it happened. The one memory that could not be forgotten, the on that those cursed blooms had no part in.
(Flashback)
A little youkai was seen walking down to the edge of a lake. He dipped some cloth into the water, and proceeded back to the castle. His mother was ailing, and he was bringing her some comfort from the fever she had developed. He saw his father walk in the room before him, holding his younger brother's hand. He thought nothing of it.
He would never forget the sight beheld to him. His father had uncovered the onna-youkai's neck, and slashed it across, killing her with poison. Sesshomaru just stood there, the dripping cloth left unattended on the floor beside him. He watched as Inu-taisho called over his hanyou son, and bid him to smear the women's blood on his claws. "Remember Inuyasha… your blood blade attack shall become stronger each time you absorb the blood of a youkai…. Just as you have done here…." His father said, covering once again the form of Sesshomaru's mother.
He just stood there, watching. How could his father… do this?! Inuyasha… it was his fault, it was because of his blade attack that his mother was murdered. From then on, Sesshomaru despised his father, and hanyous thereafter. It did not matter that his brother was the only hanyou possessing his attack; all others were a reminder of the pain and sorrow. All would pay, for his father's act.
He ran from the castle, and fled into the night. Calling up his magic, he soared over the forests, coming upon a particularly sparse grove of trees. He landed, and took in the clearing's appearance.
A large oak tree, about five feet in diameter, stood regally in the center. Nearby, a small, crude well covered in vines made it up through the leaves. These were the only noticeable things, nothing else out of place. Sitting in a lofty branch, he pondered the night's events. With nothing else to focus on, his hatred of his father and half-brother grew steadily. He drifted into a fitful sleep, surrounded by dreams of his mother, gone.
The next morning, he awoke to the clearing before him. Jumping down from his perch, he angrily regarded the giant oak. He rushed it, and cut it vertically, putting deep grooves into the soft wood. Those grooves still remain today, filled in with the vines used to seal Inuyasha. He fell to the ground, at a loss. He shook his head, tears forming and running down his face. His youkai stripes burned with the contact of his tears, and grew slightly in size. He took to the air, on a rampage. Looking back at the tree at the damage he had done, he decided on a name. It would be known as Inuyasha's Forest, for it was here that Sesshomaru began to hate the hanyou. Coincidence only, that a decade later, the dog-hanyou would be sealed to the very tree that bore his brother's hatred for him.
Suddenly, a sharp breeze brought Sesshomaru back to reality. He looked around, noticing it was twilight. He had dreamt that sorrowful experience, but something startled him. Everything seemed to be much clearer than he had previously remembered, almost real. He shuddered, picking himself up from a tree, which he had come to lay against. Walking back towards the palace, he cleared his mind of all that had happened.
Nearby, a small figure in a black hood smirked when the tai-youkai shuddered. Turning around, the creature dashed away into the fast approaching night. Along the way, a whispered phrase caught the wind.
"Soon, my dear Sesshomaru-sama… you will recall the remainder of your experiences… and then, destiny shall take its root, changing your life forever." The voice echoed; wandering on the wind far after the speaker had disappeared.
Well, I'm going to leave it there. I have to update all my stories, and yes, that does include Together, which I said was over. Oh well. So, review if you like this, review if you don't, heck, and review if you didn't even read the darn thing. I JUST WANT REVIEWS!!! Well, I actually would prefer you READ it, but anyway… -_-; if anyone has ideas for this ficcie, please let me know. I would appreciate input, and will credit people for their ideas.
Riinuka, signing off. Ja ne, everybody!