Inuyasha just watched as the damned girl fell while the freak with the plants seemed so damned concern about her. But his attention was drawn to the blood covering his hand. It was actually burning him, her blood seemed like it was liquid fire racing across his skin. "Gah!" he yelped, trying to wipe away the blood, the skin of his hand starting to become a little too well done. "What the hell is that thing?!" he growled in pain as he wiped away the last bits of blood, while Anzai was kneeling next to her, removing what was left of her tattered jacket, now soaked with her blood. He just glared at the half-demon, trying to assess the damage without harming her anymore then she already was, but any little movement caused her to whimper slightly. He mumbled something under his breath, pressing on the wound to staunch the blood flow which had finally stopped, hissing slightly when it reacted as it had with Inuyasha, though a bit more tamed.
"Master Anzai?" a quiet voiced whispered from the tree's as a little girl appeared from the shadows, dressed in a deep green haori, holding bandages and a bowl, while a rather strange looking squirrel scampered across her shoulders, back and forth, back and forth…"Fujimi, bring the medicine here, this human needs help before she bleeds to death." He smiled slightly as the girl gave Inuyasha a slightly fearful stare, and then ran over to Anzai, giving Inuyasha a wide berth, sitting the supplies on the ground, watching him work while sucking her thumb.
"Um, hello? Idiot, you're supposed to be fighting me? NOW?!?!"
"Shut up, Inuyasha."
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!"
"I said for you to be quiet while I try to save this girl's life that you may have killed!" Anzai growled loudly while Inuyasha glared at him, and then leaned back against a tree, pouting from the loose of a fight just because some human girl appeared in his way. Damned weak humans… but her blood. No human's blood had ever burnt him like that, not even demon poison, not even Sesshoumaru's claws harmed him as much as that blood. It would heal in a few hours, but the pain was intense. What the hell was she?
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The wind blew gently, sending strands of pale blue hair fanning into the air as a pair of gray eyes surveyed the landscape around him with satisfaction. It was his time; his brother had gone to bother the other side of the world, giving him reign over the lands for a time. Night, when most innocents were asleep, and the un-wise went sulking around in their little plots. Humans, demons, and the rest of the lot. Hopelessly floundering around as that filth Naraku enjoyed unopposed rule. Sighing, he sat down on the grass, his skin nearly as dark as the night sky itself. Kuroicho, Element of Darkness. Everyone saw HIM as evil, just because his job was to control the darkness. He wasn't given hold over the darkness within people's hearts, like they thought. Growling, he slashed as the ground, sending clods of earth and grass flying. Vain Hidetaka, just because he gave them light they thought he was the good one. He was just a vain pansy, too busy staring into his mirrors to understand what was happening, just knowing once Atsumiaka died he became 'ruler' of the Elements. Damn her... why did she have to care for that puny hanyou?? Why?!
"Atsumiaka…" he murmured, staring at the moon sadly. "You knew what would happen... Then why did you do it? Why let yourself be taken away when the Peoples needed you the most?"
"Oh do stop with the melodrama, Kuroicho." Eheiya dropped down to the grass besides the dark-skinned being, a guarded smile on its face.
"What do you want…..? Sibling?"
"To give you news. She's back."
"WHAT?!" Kuroicho jumped up from his seat, grabbing Eheiya's shoulders and glaring into its eyes. "If this is another of your 'jokes'…."
"Not at all. Your lost one is back… in a manner of speaking. Well, ta-ta! I have a gale to orchestrate in the Western province!" Eheiya waved merrily at Kuroicho as he faded into the night darkness like a ghost.
"Atsumiaka…" he stared into his hands, the shock of the news shaking him to his core. If she was alive, then it was not too late. The Peoples would survive.
Even if it meant the waning time of beings like themselves.
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Kaede looked up from the bandages she had been wrapping around Ren's hand after he had tried to help her cut the vegetables for dinner, and froze. There, standing in her doorway, was an Element! A strange little girl peered from behind the man's gray clothing, smiling shyly at the other children who stared in fascination at the stranger. He shifted the bundle in his arms, and then glanced at the old priestess. "She stays here, am I right?" Kaede nodded as the Element strode into her hut, sitting the bundle of Lady Katie's mattress, the girl still close, grasping the hem of his robes. "Who or what have ye brought, my lord?" she bowed politely, staying nose to the floor for what felt like ages to her bones and joints. A hand sit on her shoulder as she looked up, the Element smiled warmly at her, though concern still hung in the depths of his eyes. "Just take care of the traveler….It is all I ask."
With a jaunty wave, he turned and walked out of the home, Fujimi waving goodbye as the two of them grew fainter in the distance.
"Kaede! It's Lady Kat-i!" Ren cried out, dragging her over to the bundle, the blanket pushed away showing the strange girl's face as pale as snow, her breathing shallow and unsteady. "She seems to find death no matter where she goes..." she muttered, ushering the children outside while she set to work, wondering how she had sustained such wounds. Another demon attack?
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"Anzai..?" Fujimi sat on the tree branch, her legs dangling to the ground as the petals she picked hovered around them like a cloud, as the young man smiled and turned around in his levitating seat. "What is it Fujimi? Something wrong?"
"That… pretty lady. Why did she get hurt? S..s..she was nice!" the little girl started to sob quietly as Anzai hovered over, wrapping his arm around her for comfort. "She is going to be alright. Humans have a lot of strength, lot more then we give them credit for. Anyhow, what do you think we should do about 'Fluffy'?" Fujimi laughed, nearly tumbling from her perch. Anzai seemed to be the only person alive who could call Shessomuru that name. "He needs a friend, like you!" she grinned as Cloyi plopped down from the branches, chewing on an acorn while sitting on Anzai's head, who nodded wisely.
"Yes... that grump needs someone to care for him…." He started to smile, as the plan started to hatch in his mind when with a jolt, a powerful force slammed into his chest, sending him flying to the ground, wrapping his arms around the small girl who started to wail loudly, hugging him close. Reaching into his shirt, he pulled out the half of the Jewel. After Atsumiaka disappeared, he found the half fallen among a rock pile, the pink jewel blinking in the sunlight. Where the other half was, he didn't know, but the Jewel sure seemed to, it was jerking towards the village, nearly breaking the chain and choking him in the process.
"No. By the Earth, not again..." he groaned, slapping his hands over his eyes. This just was not turning out to be his day.