I know. The first chapter had alot of stupid little errors all in it. ;/ I
hope you all liked it though, because here comes the second chapter. x3
Enjoy it, I hope, and if I get alot of good reveiws, i might add more
chapters onto it.
Cats/Dogs/Demons/Angels
Set Forth, Young Pup.
They had set forth directly when the sun fell through the thickly forested tree's. Sesshourmaru nearly felt as though he should lead around this... beast by way of a leash. Its scampered off whenever something rattled leaves in tree's or bushes, disappeared for a few moments, and returned with its paws coated in mud. The demon lord expected it to leap on him a few times and ruin the fine silk of his kimono, and glared at the creature from the corner of his eyes, with pure distaste twinkling in them.
By mid morning the demon had settled down considerably. She pawed along behind Sesshourmaru, sometimes playing a game of cat-and-mouse with the flowing tail of the cream colored wrap. But even this made the feline quite bored. Sesshourmaru begun to worry, glancing back at the other demon from time to time. Since last night, the thing had done nothing but be wreakless and hyperactive, and seeing it so docile now caused him to be uneasy. What if it was plotting something? He was fast and well-armed, but he didn't know what kind of skills this thing had from its native land.
" Dont you ever walk on your hinds?" he spat out viciously when the feline hissed as they made their way through a patch of grass lined with ridged, sharp ivy leaves. The beast said nothing, minus the sickening growl that issued from its throat. Sesshourmarus nerves where grinding to the bare bone, and he thought himself to turn around and slash out the beasts throat any second. But he held himself where he was, taking in a deep breathe and issuing out from his flared nose. What the hell had Naraku been thinking when he gave him this thing?
Around noon, when the sun was the highest in the sky, and they were nearing a cool stream, Sesshourmaru announced that they were going to pause here for a short time. He himself, under his thick clothes and hair that stuck to his pale neck like a woolen mat, had the slightest beads of persperation slipping down the side of his angular face. The feline had barely even broken a sweat. Sesshourmaru snorted and kicked off his silken slippers, dipping his feet into the languid stream.
" Dont you have a name?" Sesshourmaru tempted to expell some noise from the traveling companion, besides the purrs and snarls. Again the beast said nothing, only sat on its haunches with the long tail flipping back and fourth behind it, raising small pouches of dust. The demon lord wrinkled his nose and stepped deeper into the water, lifting the kimono as he did.
" I heard you speak last night, filth. Now I demand you answer me." His tone was harsher than the last. There was no way a demon, obviously not as regal as himself, was going to defy the son of a great Taiyoukai. The animals tail stopped its waving, and it sat perfectly still. Claws dug into the earth while her chest pushed out a little, air taken into the diaphram.
" The white Baboon called me Jusan." she finally spoke, in the same primal rumble as thwe night before. Sesshourmaru bearly jumped, and stared over his shoulder, eyes narrowed so that only a small fleck of gold could be seen between those long dark eyelashes.
// Jusan? Thirteen? But why? // He thought to himself. But he barely tried to even ponder that thought; Naraku worked in weird ways. Maybe when he let those demons into his body, they messed with his mind a little. But the fact that he had gotten the resistant creature to speak seemed to prompt him to try again.
" Where are you from? I havn't seen a demon of your type before. " he spoke evenly. The demons tail slipped to the side once and flipped over a few times while the beast thought. A slightly forked tongue slid over his dark lips before speaking again.
" India." She answered, " I was captured by traders and sold to the White Baboon. He gave me a peice of glass in my back that I cant reach, and named me Jusan." Her eyes narrowed and face scrunched, making the lovely tribal patterns turn vicious.
" A jewel shard." Sesshourmaru didn't seem the least bit surprized at this. He only snorted with that purely arogant air he was famous for.
" The glass keeps me like this. I cant not go back to my real body. Tried for hours to tear it out, I did, but i cant. Arms dont reach like that."
" Thats a pity." Sesshourmaru responded promply, removing himself from the cooling water. He bent at the edge to swallow a few mouthfuls of the sparkling liquid before rightening his clothing. The demon hadn;t taken food or water since he'd had it. It would ever only be as high-maintanance as anything, or so collective and silent, that he begun to wonder if Naraku had put some kind of a curse on it.
He was just about to call for the feline to follow him, when all of a sudden, a scent had taken over the fresh smell of pine and ripe earth. It was the scent of a few humans, and a hanyou. A scent that repulsed Sesshourmaru and nearly made him sick, but the feeling was overcome by a sort of smirk, the haunting kind of a predator who had caught wind of its latest prey. Which wasn't in the least sort untrue. He turned to the feline, wild grin still in place.
" Come on. " He said simply, before jetting off in the direction of his brothers group. He couldn't loose scent of them now, espeically if they were moving at a fast pace. Which they very well might be, being so close to his lands. He couldn't tell if the demon was following him or not, when all of his attention had been focused on his brother. Longing to taste his brothers blood, hear his screams of agony while he sqeezed the life out of his pitiful heart. Oh, how he longed for such a day. He only hoped that Naraku's little secret weapon would really come in useful.
All too soon, he came upon a few voices, yelling out a few names over and over again. He didn't really care what those names were. All that mattered was that sword... he could feel it in his grip just now, making him long for it even more and more. He came to a jogging stop, breathing lightly and watching those stupid humans wonder around in circles. Woman. Pure idiocy to travel with one. But then, he reminded himself, that he too was in the presence of a woman, being human or beast. He grimaced and slipped forwards, voice deep and sinister in the way it just rolled off his tongue.
" Inu Yasha, I've come for the sword and the jewel shards. " Of coarse, his brother accosted him on being a disgrace to the youkai race. Sesshourmaru only rolled his eyes, and glanced around behind himself. Of coarse. The feline was no where to be seened, just as he had been expecting. He snorted to himself and hissed in a soft breathe.
" Loose something, Sesshou-ma-ru?" Inu Yasha said with that teasing tone that made Sesshourmaru's blood broil. But he only laughed it off, eyes flashing.
" Only for a.... stray cat." his brother looked at him as thought he were insane. maybe he was, though. But now he knew where the feline was. He could hear the sort scratches in the bark in the tree branches above them, more than strong enough to hold the petite weight of the feline. He glanced upwards towards where those branches were, elicting the rest of the party to follow his gaze, Inu Yasha growing a little uneasy in the way he pranced lightly where he was. But there was barely a moment to say anything.
The cat launched herself from the tree's with leaves flying around, torn and shredding brutally. Inu Yasha let out half of a yell when the beast tackled him, straining to reach down and retreive the sword. When he couldn't, he settled for lacing a long nailed hand around the creatures throat and squeezing hard. Inu Yasha's human had gone off for her bow, and was loading it was a long sharp arrow, when Sesshourmaru finally decided that he shouldn't let something that Naraku had loaned him die. So he rushed forwards and snapped the weak bamboo bow with a flick of his wrist, and grabbing the arrow, stuffing it into the human womans arm without hardly trying.
Upon her shreik, Inu Yasha screamed for help, struggling even harder. The monk went to help him, while the other woman bared her weapon. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes.. a second later, the feline leapt off, back into the tree's with a vicious snarl. Upon her retreat, his bother yelled, standing to his feet rapidly and clawing the cat. Blood splattered with Inu Yasha's hand, but it did not stop the feline from disappearing off. And a second later, Sesshourmaru had disappeared, dodging as the weapon got slung over his head, and grabbed the delicate shards hung around the humans neck. He knew his brother was following them, and ran as fast as he could. The cat was no where in sight, but he could smell the thick demonic blood on the ground.
He could hear his brother screaming behind him, chasing him fast. No way was he going to let him catch him, not when he had finally gotten what he had longed for so long, as well as what Naraku had craved for. He could feel his brothers anger radiating, could sense the demon and huntress following him closely behind, the monk screaming for him to go out of the way so that he could use that damn wind tunnel. No. His brother screamed against it. They would loose the jewel shards in the process; not an option. The huntress threw her weapons a few times, could feel it graze his artifical arm a few times. No problem. If it got damaged he could always replace it. But he nearly fell when the weapon hit one of his legs, only breaking the skin and not the bone. And despite the great pain, he just carried along as fast as he could. Soon, one by one, he could sense them letting up on the chase, Inu Yasha being the last one. The Hanyou didn't have the pure stamina that a pure demon possessed, and for that he was grateful. He knew that he had seemed like a coward back there, but now he had what he came for. He could just kill his brother later, when he least expected it.
Finally, miles after when he first begun, he stopped when he smelt the trail end. He breathed deeply, gasping for air, still mutely holding onto the jewel shards, as though something might come along behind him and snach them out of his grip, which very well might happen, as far as he was concerned. He dropped to his knee's to try and catch his breathe, tucking the shards away safely at his hip. He saw something glinting faintly in the mossy grass, and a shadowy form laying under a bush where it had fallen. He didn't detect any movement from it. The sword, his brothers sword, when the demons had finally failed to move any further, proceeded in only stabbing her a few good times in the fall. Her wide blue eyes were lost of their pupil, but heat still radiated off of her, that she had only perished a few moments ago.
Normally, Sesshourmaru wouldn't have carried, only offered a "pity" at the sight, taken his booty and carried on. But there was something inside of him that just couldn't let him do that, as much as he wanted to. The animal didn't have to do anything more than hold his brother at bay, but it had gone beyond that. She had risked her own life for the sword, so early on, even when that isn't what she was ordered to do, from Naraku himself. The demon lord forced himself to his feet, and withdrew the healing sword his father had left him.. Saving a life once before hadn't prooved to do any harm in the long run, so why not again?
He was angry at himself for being so weak towards another life, one so useless as this creature before him, but he was never one to not repay such a favour. He held the sword over the prone form, watching as the blade glowed a faint ivory, face set in a grim expression that remained passive as he watched life be restored to the felines corpse.
[ Next chapter might come soon. ;/ Sorry if I have more spelling errors, and I know that I prolly do. ]
Cats/Dogs/Demons/Angels
Set Forth, Young Pup.
They had set forth directly when the sun fell through the thickly forested tree's. Sesshourmaru nearly felt as though he should lead around this... beast by way of a leash. Its scampered off whenever something rattled leaves in tree's or bushes, disappeared for a few moments, and returned with its paws coated in mud. The demon lord expected it to leap on him a few times and ruin the fine silk of his kimono, and glared at the creature from the corner of his eyes, with pure distaste twinkling in them.
By mid morning the demon had settled down considerably. She pawed along behind Sesshourmaru, sometimes playing a game of cat-and-mouse with the flowing tail of the cream colored wrap. But even this made the feline quite bored. Sesshourmaru begun to worry, glancing back at the other demon from time to time. Since last night, the thing had done nothing but be wreakless and hyperactive, and seeing it so docile now caused him to be uneasy. What if it was plotting something? He was fast and well-armed, but he didn't know what kind of skills this thing had from its native land.
" Dont you ever walk on your hinds?" he spat out viciously when the feline hissed as they made their way through a patch of grass lined with ridged, sharp ivy leaves. The beast said nothing, minus the sickening growl that issued from its throat. Sesshourmarus nerves where grinding to the bare bone, and he thought himself to turn around and slash out the beasts throat any second. But he held himself where he was, taking in a deep breathe and issuing out from his flared nose. What the hell had Naraku been thinking when he gave him this thing?
Around noon, when the sun was the highest in the sky, and they were nearing a cool stream, Sesshourmaru announced that they were going to pause here for a short time. He himself, under his thick clothes and hair that stuck to his pale neck like a woolen mat, had the slightest beads of persperation slipping down the side of his angular face. The feline had barely even broken a sweat. Sesshourmaru snorted and kicked off his silken slippers, dipping his feet into the languid stream.
" Dont you have a name?" Sesshourmaru tempted to expell some noise from the traveling companion, besides the purrs and snarls. Again the beast said nothing, only sat on its haunches with the long tail flipping back and fourth behind it, raising small pouches of dust. The demon lord wrinkled his nose and stepped deeper into the water, lifting the kimono as he did.
" I heard you speak last night, filth. Now I demand you answer me." His tone was harsher than the last. There was no way a demon, obviously not as regal as himself, was going to defy the son of a great Taiyoukai. The animals tail stopped its waving, and it sat perfectly still. Claws dug into the earth while her chest pushed out a little, air taken into the diaphram.
" The white Baboon called me Jusan." she finally spoke, in the same primal rumble as thwe night before. Sesshourmaru bearly jumped, and stared over his shoulder, eyes narrowed so that only a small fleck of gold could be seen between those long dark eyelashes.
// Jusan? Thirteen? But why? // He thought to himself. But he barely tried to even ponder that thought; Naraku worked in weird ways. Maybe when he let those demons into his body, they messed with his mind a little. But the fact that he had gotten the resistant creature to speak seemed to prompt him to try again.
" Where are you from? I havn't seen a demon of your type before. " he spoke evenly. The demons tail slipped to the side once and flipped over a few times while the beast thought. A slightly forked tongue slid over his dark lips before speaking again.
" India." She answered, " I was captured by traders and sold to the White Baboon. He gave me a peice of glass in my back that I cant reach, and named me Jusan." Her eyes narrowed and face scrunched, making the lovely tribal patterns turn vicious.
" A jewel shard." Sesshourmaru didn't seem the least bit surprized at this. He only snorted with that purely arogant air he was famous for.
" The glass keeps me like this. I cant not go back to my real body. Tried for hours to tear it out, I did, but i cant. Arms dont reach like that."
" Thats a pity." Sesshourmaru responded promply, removing himself from the cooling water. He bent at the edge to swallow a few mouthfuls of the sparkling liquid before rightening his clothing. The demon hadn;t taken food or water since he'd had it. It would ever only be as high-maintanance as anything, or so collective and silent, that he begun to wonder if Naraku had put some kind of a curse on it.
He was just about to call for the feline to follow him, when all of a sudden, a scent had taken over the fresh smell of pine and ripe earth. It was the scent of a few humans, and a hanyou. A scent that repulsed Sesshourmaru and nearly made him sick, but the feeling was overcome by a sort of smirk, the haunting kind of a predator who had caught wind of its latest prey. Which wasn't in the least sort untrue. He turned to the feline, wild grin still in place.
" Come on. " He said simply, before jetting off in the direction of his brothers group. He couldn't loose scent of them now, espeically if they were moving at a fast pace. Which they very well might be, being so close to his lands. He couldn't tell if the demon was following him or not, when all of his attention had been focused on his brother. Longing to taste his brothers blood, hear his screams of agony while he sqeezed the life out of his pitiful heart. Oh, how he longed for such a day. He only hoped that Naraku's little secret weapon would really come in useful.
All too soon, he came upon a few voices, yelling out a few names over and over again. He didn't really care what those names were. All that mattered was that sword... he could feel it in his grip just now, making him long for it even more and more. He came to a jogging stop, breathing lightly and watching those stupid humans wonder around in circles. Woman. Pure idiocy to travel with one. But then, he reminded himself, that he too was in the presence of a woman, being human or beast. He grimaced and slipped forwards, voice deep and sinister in the way it just rolled off his tongue.
" Inu Yasha, I've come for the sword and the jewel shards. " Of coarse, his brother accosted him on being a disgrace to the youkai race. Sesshourmaru only rolled his eyes, and glanced around behind himself. Of coarse. The feline was no where to be seened, just as he had been expecting. He snorted to himself and hissed in a soft breathe.
" Loose something, Sesshou-ma-ru?" Inu Yasha said with that teasing tone that made Sesshourmaru's blood broil. But he only laughed it off, eyes flashing.
" Only for a.... stray cat." his brother looked at him as thought he were insane. maybe he was, though. But now he knew where the feline was. He could hear the sort scratches in the bark in the tree branches above them, more than strong enough to hold the petite weight of the feline. He glanced upwards towards where those branches were, elicting the rest of the party to follow his gaze, Inu Yasha growing a little uneasy in the way he pranced lightly where he was. But there was barely a moment to say anything.
The cat launched herself from the tree's with leaves flying around, torn and shredding brutally. Inu Yasha let out half of a yell when the beast tackled him, straining to reach down and retreive the sword. When he couldn't, he settled for lacing a long nailed hand around the creatures throat and squeezing hard. Inu Yasha's human had gone off for her bow, and was loading it was a long sharp arrow, when Sesshourmaru finally decided that he shouldn't let something that Naraku had loaned him die. So he rushed forwards and snapped the weak bamboo bow with a flick of his wrist, and grabbing the arrow, stuffing it into the human womans arm without hardly trying.
Upon her shreik, Inu Yasha screamed for help, struggling even harder. The monk went to help him, while the other woman bared her weapon. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes.. a second later, the feline leapt off, back into the tree's with a vicious snarl. Upon her retreat, his bother yelled, standing to his feet rapidly and clawing the cat. Blood splattered with Inu Yasha's hand, but it did not stop the feline from disappearing off. And a second later, Sesshourmaru had disappeared, dodging as the weapon got slung over his head, and grabbed the delicate shards hung around the humans neck. He knew his brother was following them, and ran as fast as he could. The cat was no where in sight, but he could smell the thick demonic blood on the ground.
He could hear his brother screaming behind him, chasing him fast. No way was he going to let him catch him, not when he had finally gotten what he had longed for so long, as well as what Naraku had craved for. He could feel his brothers anger radiating, could sense the demon and huntress following him closely behind, the monk screaming for him to go out of the way so that he could use that damn wind tunnel. No. His brother screamed against it. They would loose the jewel shards in the process; not an option. The huntress threw her weapons a few times, could feel it graze his artifical arm a few times. No problem. If it got damaged he could always replace it. But he nearly fell when the weapon hit one of his legs, only breaking the skin and not the bone. And despite the great pain, he just carried along as fast as he could. Soon, one by one, he could sense them letting up on the chase, Inu Yasha being the last one. The Hanyou didn't have the pure stamina that a pure demon possessed, and for that he was grateful. He knew that he had seemed like a coward back there, but now he had what he came for. He could just kill his brother later, when he least expected it.
Finally, miles after when he first begun, he stopped when he smelt the trail end. He breathed deeply, gasping for air, still mutely holding onto the jewel shards, as though something might come along behind him and snach them out of his grip, which very well might happen, as far as he was concerned. He dropped to his knee's to try and catch his breathe, tucking the shards away safely at his hip. He saw something glinting faintly in the mossy grass, and a shadowy form laying under a bush where it had fallen. He didn't detect any movement from it. The sword, his brothers sword, when the demons had finally failed to move any further, proceeded in only stabbing her a few good times in the fall. Her wide blue eyes were lost of their pupil, but heat still radiated off of her, that she had only perished a few moments ago.
Normally, Sesshourmaru wouldn't have carried, only offered a "pity" at the sight, taken his booty and carried on. But there was something inside of him that just couldn't let him do that, as much as he wanted to. The animal didn't have to do anything more than hold his brother at bay, but it had gone beyond that. She had risked her own life for the sword, so early on, even when that isn't what she was ordered to do, from Naraku himself. The demon lord forced himself to his feet, and withdrew the healing sword his father had left him.. Saving a life once before hadn't prooved to do any harm in the long run, so why not again?
He was angry at himself for being so weak towards another life, one so useless as this creature before him, but he was never one to not repay such a favour. He held the sword over the prone form, watching as the blade glowed a faint ivory, face set in a grim expression that remained passive as he watched life be restored to the felines corpse.
[ Next chapter might come soon. ;/ Sorry if I have more spelling errors, and I know that I prolly do. ]