~*Kaleidoscope*~
By: Pandora Rose
Chapter 3
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Disclaimer: Seriously, if I owned Inuyasha, would I be sitting here plotting ideas and writing fanfictions on him? Use your head, lol.
A/B/N/N/N: Reed nad rview plaese
How much to you want to bet you can read that, even though the letters are screwed up? ^.~
Enjoy.
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Inuyasha crossed his arms quietly as he rubbed his raw wrists. It took those villagers long enough to get those damn bonds off. The man across for him... no wait, Inuyasha mentally scarthed the word man out of his mind, as he eyed those golden eyes, the long elegant claws and the tail hanging limp from his shoulder, a giant puffball. This was no man. The -demon- across from him kept those golden eyes locked on him, as the fire crackled pleasently between them, a barrier between the two who had sent glares seconds ago.
The villagers had released them from his bonds as Sesshomaru muttured the words of his resemblance to man Inuyasha had -no- clue about. He had a feeling that the villagers of this old town of Japan adored this guy and had high respect for him, because they chopped off those bonds, handed him back his jacket, showed him where they placed his boots, and bowed apologetically for at least five minutes. They probably still would have been banging their head against the floor for him if the priest of today hadn't flicked his wrist and sent them away.
"Otaru-onee-sama," Sesshomaru began quietly, breaking the silence between the two strangers. Inuyasha raised a eyebrow, placing his head in his hand and slouching lazily, wondering if he should care. Right now he was in a different world, in a different time, and had no idea how to get back home. He thought he may have more problems then who he resembled like and why it was of any importance. ", was my foster brother. People knew him as Otaru of the flowers, for he was a priest who carried the peaceful trait as do flowers of this earth" the demon man's voice was smooth and fluid pouring out with no emotion or thought.
"He held peace in this village... he was high and mighty and never acted up to those statures" Sesshomaru glared at the flames and Inuyasha almost jumped back as he saw the red and orange flames flicker wildly and mold into a firey image before him. He could see a young man that looked -identical- to himself except for his clothing and the fact he was bleeding to death. Inuyasha could also back out the younger figure of the demon man before him, holding onto something tight in his childish grasp. The image moved and played before his eyes, animating into something that wasn't just plain fire licking away at the food and bark.
The image suddenley disappeared as Inuyasha tried to dechiper the words the fiery lips of the enchanting image in the mold of the fire was speaking and he looked up wide eye to see a young servant woman come in with two bowls of light soup balanced on her tray. The young woman had rich black hair half of it tied up in a ponytail and a tom-boyish look to her, as her kimono was more ratted and dirtied then usual. Bandages were wrapped around her, signifying her dare-devil ways.. She looked to be about a woman's age but yet she had a childish allure to her.
"Here you are, Sesshomaru-sama. Stranger, here is your dinner" she grinned lightly at the two as she placed the bowls before both and Inuyasha frowned again as the woman didn't show him the same fright the villagers and showed him. She did no insistent bowing ethier. He wasn't sure if he should be... glad... or if he should feel slightly regretable about it. "Thank you, Rin. Leave us now." Sesshomaru gave a slight hint of what may have been a grin on his stony, neutral face and took the clay-worn bowl in his clawed grasp. Inuyasha leaned back in interest as he noticed the first emotion besides the surprise in the regal man's face. It most have been something really rare or this servant girl may have been someone special.
"Alright, Sesshomaru-sama. If anything is needed, I will be in the kitchen. Itaku-sama feels she needs to roast the chicken, but she could barely stay awake to watch the chicken coup! I don't know how she is going to be able to roast it without burning it!" The young woman Sesshomaru had bared the name Rin grinned brightly and gave a friendly gaze at Inuyasha before hopping out of the room. Sesshomaru silently sipped the steaming hot soup and watched as Inuyasha just gazed lightly at the earthen ware bowl before him.
"Stranger, eat. Rin does not cook often. It is a rare treat" Sesshomaru said, his tone once again containing that emotion-less stature Inuyasha had known since they had met only minutes before. Inuyasha just eyed him for a moment over the flames that a danced a vision for him moments before. And his patience finally wore thin. He couldn't take this anymore. He was going to be late for school. That wouldn't make a good impression.
"Where the hell is Tokyo? I need to be heading home" Inuyasha spat, surprised at how bitter and angry he sounded. He knew that it wasn't for the villagers rather strange kindness nor the fact the centipede woman just tried to kill him. He was angry at the fact that he hadn't a clue what was going on. All of this confusion was clearly pissing him off. He wanted answers and he really needed them before he lost his one ounce of sanity left.
"That name is unfamiliar to me. Is that your province?" Sesshomaru sipped some more of the delicious soup, calm as ever and Inuyasha sighed breathing out his unexpected anger and blinked trying to calm his own self down before he leapt over that fire and strangled that guy's neck. "Yeah... my province..." Inuyasha was reminded of Japan's history and he tried to summon up any information he had sponged up on the War-lord Era. Nothing came up. "I really should be heading back now..." he made to stand up, unfolding his legs when realization hit him. He had no idea how he got here... how was he going to get back home?
'How am I going to get back?'
A bang and a crack sent Inuyasha back to the wooden floor and Sesshomaru sat up roughly. Inuyasha could have sworn he heard a canine-like growl from the priest and breaking through the slim sliding doorframe was a bloody grotesuqe image of a grand chestnut breed horse with half of it's side bitten out, blood splashing against the sleek clean floor. "Damn, this was just washed" Sesshomaru growled as he sat up smoothly and peered outside the broken doorframe.
Inuyasha eyed the horse and breathed heavily. It was missing half its side... its ribs and organs were showing... and its breathing was still continuing, the visible heart pounding as each minute past. The horses loud cries for help echoed like a sad song throughout the temple. Inuyasha's sensitive ears caught every ringing sound and stepped away quickly sending the soup into the fire which still raged in all the confusion. And he was in the midst of it all.
Sesshomaru peered out emotion-less as usual and Inuyasha hurried to his side recalling the sharp nails and his tight grasp. And he was definately going to need some sort of weapon or guard as he saw what was rushing from the ground and creating so much ruckus. The long, burly, centipiede woman gnawed on the horses side hungrily, blood spiraling every which way, villagers screaming in fright and horror.
"Evil spirit!!!"
"YOUKAI....!!!"
"Lord Sesshomaru-sama, help!"
Inuyasha eyed the giant, disgusting lady and gulped quite painfully. "Awe, crap" he grumbled as Sesshomaru stepped forward and thought maybe it was safer to stay in the house. That lady demon was after him if he remembered correctly. She said he had something... and not even demons just yank -any- mortal down some mysterious well for no damn good reason!
"It's her"
Sesshomaru looked back him for a moment as he walked past the disgusting scene of the horse with no side and headed down. Inuyasha gulped and instinctly followed. Wherever the demon with nice long claws went Inuyasha planned on following til he got himself a decent weapon to defend himself. "Wait... hey, guy... what the hell--?"
Inuyasha felt his sentence cut off as he suddenley noticed a face with no eyes glaring straight at him. The centipede woman had stopped her frantic gnawing of the horse meat to suddenley glare deeply at the young man she had pulled through the well. "Aaaaaah..." the demon growled, her voice holding a deep and hungry satisfaction. Inuyasha hurriedly went back as he saw that disturbingly desirable look in the youkai's eyeless face.
Suddenley, without much warning the centipede lady dropped the meat she had interest in only moments before to slid her body against the ground as swift as the ocean breeze but yet not as pleasent. She slithered her way across the dusty roads of the village and to her eye-line of sight. Inuyasha.
"Hand over the Shikon no Tama, mortal!" the hoarse voice caressed Inuyasha as the demon swiftly bypassed Sesshomaru and came a breath away almost face-to-face to the young seventeen year old. Inuyasha tried to keep his cool as his heartbeat increased and every second passed in her presence. Any minute now could be his death , where she could slash him to bits with those legs or teeth of hers, or she could strangle him, or even eat him if the centpiede lady pleased... Inuyasha could count the ways of his doom.
He suddenley rocketed back to reality as the three letter word ripped through his memory. 'The Shikon no Tama....!' he thought as Sesshomaru flipped around hurriedly to stare right past the odd and dangerous figure of the centipede lady to glare that golden gaze at him. "You carry the jewel, boy?" his voice was sharp and dangerous, almost lethal, nothing like the fluid emotionless voice he used on Inuyasha half the time or the soft, gentle voice he used on the pretty, servant girl.
"I haven't a clue what she's talking about!" Inuyasha growled hurriedly, his head throbbing as the breath of the centipede lady ruffled his locks. He tried desperately not to wriggle beneath the gaze that wasn't really truly a gaze. The man had to keep reminding himself he shouldn't be so nervous anyways this centipede chick had no eyes at all! "I have no Shikon no Tama, Kaede has all the stupid cheap-ass ones!!!"
Arrows and spears suddenley flung through the air and the demon lashed out angrily and Inuyasha felt himself hurriedly slammed against the far wall of the huge temple house. "Are you insane, Stranger?!" The servant girl's, Rin, rough voice countered as she shoved him, nearly missing the quick fling the centipede lady did when all the arrows and spears had flung and pierced into the skin of the huge youkai.
Inuyasha gaped horridly and pushed the girl aside for a moment. "It's still moving..." he marveled as he eyed weapon after weapon being flung into the centipede lady and no damage was actually made. She had no sign of pain or hurt but actually had this merry little twinkle in that eyeless face and a slight hoarse chuckling began to commence deep in her throat. "She's not going down..." he reliazed softly and turned to Rin, who glared back at him with her chocolate brown eyes. "We're going to have to lead it out of the village before the trample the rest of these cottages..." she grumbled as she licked her arm.
Inuyasha then noticed the slight gash in her arm and gulped. That's why she had pushed him aside so quickly. "Uh... thanks..." he said unsurely under the glare. She must have been taking lessons from the demon man, because she could glare almost as good as him. Except her eyes weren't that piercing golden color. "You have the Shikon no Tama, eh? Let's just get you out of here" she insisted rolling her eyes, grabbing his wrist and hurried to the side where Sesshomaru stood in the midst of a group of warriors of the village, eyeing the centipede who picked out the arrows and spears as if they were annoying prickles rather then deadly weapons.
"Lord Sesshomaru-sama!" Rin hopped over, dragging the seventeen year old with her and hurried to the priest who kneeled and eyed the centipede with a silent stupor, allowing his men to fire and attack. "I have the boy!" she insisted proudly as she showed him the forgein young man and pushed past a few warriors to get to him. Sesshomaru glanced at her for a moment and his eyes skimmed the long scarth up Rin's arm. He snatched her arm and glared at her lightly. Rin just glared back and yanked her arm to her and stuck her tongue out at him.
Inuyasha eyed this brief event for a moment and shook his head. He wasn't going to contemplate these weird people and their weird realtionships. Right now he had a wriggling evil centpiede demon who thought he had some jewel he -didn't- have that seemed to be immortal above all and it was out to get him in her hands. "What the hell are you going to do? Slash him!" Inuyasha broke through the two and pointed hurriedly at Sesshomaru's clawed hands. Why not? They looked sharp enough to slice any old demon lady to itsy, bitsy bits.
The demon man shook his head as he broke his gaze from his young servant girl who had picked up a bow and arrow and slashed a few arrows in pursuit of her bleeding arm. " We have to get her back to the dry well. I am not allowed to use my powers for violence, even if it is to protect my village. It is a rule the villagers had brought up when they found out I was full youkai" Inuyasha assumption was correct and growled beneath his breath. This wasn't good.
That's when the word 'dry well' hit him. Things seemed to be going slower for him then usual but that is only because of the fact he was in a entirely different world in a entirely different time. Inuyasha had the right excuse. "Dry well?" he questioned hurriedly pushing his thick annoying hair out of the way. "A dry well? Where is this... dry well?" The images of the hole in the crater he had fallen through and used as a time machine flew through his mind and thought if they may be one and the same as the demon guy's own .
"It's in Kagome Hanyou's forest" Sesshomaru mummbled gently as Rin cursed aloud, amidst the men who had all dropped their bows in defeat. "We're out of arrows, Sesshomaru-sama. We have no choice but to lure her back to the well. More weapons will come through from the other villages later" she grumbled to the two brushing her own raven locks impatiently from her dusty face. Inuyasha stood for a moment, peeling off his heavy jean jacket and wrapped it around his waist in thought. That had to be the well he had to come out of! He was sure of it. It was in Kagome Hanyou's forest... the sleeping lady, prehaps?
"Alright... That's..." he peered squinting his eyes and turned around thinking and trying to recongize directions. "That forest is to the south, isn't it?" Sesshomaru and Rin looked up at him, one in surprise and the other in his usual monotone state. "Yes. South is where the Forest of Kagome Hanyou lays" Sesshomaru sprouted the information unhiestatingly as he stood up from his kneeling on the ground for prays of safety. Rin eyed Sesshomaru and didn't heistate herself to slap him on his arm roughly, as Inuyasha knodded bending down to tye his shoe laces.
"Idiot, now he's going to go! Stranger, are you off your rocker? You can't sidetrack this demon and kill her all at once, its impossible!" Rin insisted as Inuyasha sat up and looked at her. She was probably right. He must have been off his rocker to be doing something as stupid as this. But if that demon lady went back through the well, maybe he could too. Back to his own time and his own home. "Near the light, right? Okay, I'll lead her there" Inuyasha insisted trying to sound brave and courageous and failing quite miserably.
"Waiiiiiiiiiiitttt..." the demon lady gave a rough ungentle hiss as Inuyasha pounced from his spot next to Sesshomaru, Rin, and the other villagers to scurry over the dusty riled land and across the fireline. He just needed to run as fast as freackin possible to that lady's forest. That was all that was on his mind right now, as his boots pounded hurriedly into the ground.
Sesshomaru stopped gently eyeing the diminishing figure, as the young strange boy raced across the battleline. The lady centipeide followed him quite ungraciously as she knocked down many trees in the process. "He just said to follow the light" he said lightly, curiousity skimming lightly through his usual monotone voice. Rin looked up at him and rolled her eyes as she threw her bow over her shoulder. "Yes, I know. The stranger is odd. I wouldn't be surprised if he saw many lights in many places"
Sesshomaru shot the peasent girl a slight look that had the magic to slowly quiet Rin down as she avoided his golden gaze to peer at her deep scarth.
"I heard him too, Sesshomaru-sama... it doesn't have to do with... her, do you think?"
The priest sighed, as he took her arm into his clawed grasp to eye the wound that had still yet finished with its bleeding, some last minute red liquid drippping from the already closing wound. " We will follow him once we get you a simple bandage and have you cleaned up" Sesshomaru usual monotonous voice grew a bit thicker as he held a command in it to her, not allowing her to fight back against his word. That was his power. Not his claws, not the tail thrown over his shoulder, not his amazing use of archery, but the power of his words. They could be persausive, harsh, cruel and as sweet as honey. Sesshomaru had a power that have ruined and tortured many provinces and cities.
Rin eyed him as she knodded. She silently thanked the god the young demon-priest was on their side and the side of the black haired stranger. From the rate he was going the young servant girl supposed the odd man was going to need alot of help and alot of praying from and to those gods above.
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The piercing glow fluttered across the forests tree tops, south of the village Lord Sesshomaru prayed, radiating against the sun's bright glares. It spreaded a small blanket across the bright green of the leaves out in the large tree tops. The canopy of the forest raced from one edge of a river to the other, only resting on the bank, not over.
The light dives up, raising from a certain amount of magic. It came from the pores of the Sacred tree, the branches illuminating with the soft glow only a certain handsome raven-haired teenager would ever see. The yellow-white glow had a tinge of soft pink at the edges and it surrounded the huge Strangler Tree and the prisoner trapt in its natured clutches.
Without warning, the lovely figure blanketed in the roots of the strong and ancient tree began to shift slightly at first, a gentle roll to the side until suddenley it came to the point where she had the strength to try and pull herself up. She would have, if the magic arrow embedded in her side hadn't stopped her. Her eyes remained closed, her eyelashes fluttering from time to time until she suddenley laid back down against the rough tree bark and slowly opened her eyes.
Kagome blinked
into the bright sunshine, her blue eyes glittering with the immense power that laid dormant for fifty years hidden in the pit of her thin small stomach. Her ears which use to be perched of no use atop her head were suddenley erect, sidling from side to side in constant movement as sounds erupted through the sense of hearing. Her nose was flooded with the amazing overflow of scents and her wary blue eyes shifted from her sudden awake to the world.
Suddenley she leaned back farther against the stranger her tree and her small miniscule round nose twitched. Her eyes glazed over, a deep controlling power suddenley rattling through the beautiful woman's body. "I know that smell..." her voice was slightly hoarse from lack of use and her own clawed hands, very similiar to Sesshomaru's clenched and unclenched of his own nailed hands, the woman exhalted to finally feel pain once again as her nails pierced her sensitive skin, plum blood flowing down her hands.
"I can smell the man who killed me... he's coming closer.. the scent grows stronger to me..." Kagome's voice croaked slightly as she leaned roughly back to have more room against her tree prison to think. Revenge dripped like liquid from her words as a sudden dangerous smirk spread across her lovely pink lips. "Come to me, Otaru-sama." she whispered her tone dripping with malace and anger as she shifted uncomfortably against the perched old arrow.
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"This has got to be my most stupidest idea... ever!" Inuyasha's loud, scolding yell erupted through Kagome Hanyou's forest, as trees and other huge immense objects were thrown by the power and pursuit of the wild centipede lady that was at his heels. He growled as he tripped absentmindly over few obstacles in the forest of the hanyou and wished desperately that he could just be back home, walking in the best of the cotton haired sheep dog and the annoying high pitched Lila. Even being hit by Marlene with her old handy roller seemed all to better then being chased by a damn centipede woman!
"Hand oveeeer the Shikon no Tama!" her growl grew fierce, the teenage mortal couldn't help but noticed and willed his legs to race faster. The well... that was his destination. That stinkin' well was the source of his problem. The minute Inuyasha stepped back into his temple, his first plan was to grab a hammer and smash that damn bone gobbler's well to pieces. He almost cracked when he heard once more of the sacred jewel.
The sacred jewel he didn't damn have!
"I .... DON'T..... HAVE... ANYTHING!" his yell pursed the air in his anger and fustration. It was like being blamed for something you didn't do. He did not have this 'Shikon no Tama' everyone spoke of! He just didn't! Unless this necklace formed itself into a handy jean jacket or a pair of dirtied leather cycle boots. That was all that was valuable to Inuyasha. He grumbled as he took a drastic turn, sweat pouring down his head and pooling down his chest, his breath running out from his quick running.
Track had finally come in handy, now. Inuyasha had half the heart to thank Mr.Tachkiwaka for such a immense love in running that he made his gym class run for a approximate half hour in mostly sprints if possible. But even his fast pace running could keep up with a thousand year old centipede demon, who suddenley caught a burst of speed, rushing her slithering body so fast up behind him that she sent the ground into rumbles and the young man flying into the air along with debris of her miniture earthquake.
"Jesus, lady, can't you see I'm a bit busy!" the man cried out agitated as he was flung angrily into one of the roots of his Sacred Tree and felt his back fling out in a horrid ache. His head began to throb, as white sparkles and stars danced before his blue eyes, flickering in and out of conscious from that nasty-ass throw. Inuyasha was going to kill that centipede woman if she broke his back. He had worked so damn hard for a motorcycle, no way in hell was she going to break his back so he couldn't ride it! "I... I ...." he sneered at her dirt and rocks flittered over him as he tried to move, pulling himself gently from the ground.
The terrfying demon woman chuckled, a deep loud resonating sound that flooded the body with prays and hopes for a safe life in the afterworld. A chuckle of death, it sounded so much as. Inuyasha suddenley bit back the temper that exploded from him and thought it the perfect time to get out of the demon woman's gaze and get his scarwny ass back to that dry well. He was to young to die. It was the last thing he wanted. Especially by being ripped to shreds by this ugly disgusting -thing!- before him for something the young man had no idea that he even owned.
"You are mine, mortal...." the demon's cherry red lips whispered, the snake tongue flittering in and out, captivating her innocent prey and Inuyasha stepped back hurried as she slashed at him with one of her many death weapons, known to her as her arms. Oh, not good. Definately not good. He noticed how easily the strong insect-like arm had ripped at the tree's roots at had dug itself inches into the deep, rich soil. And that could have been him. Inuyasha had this overwhelming sense that he was going to die...
"What in the world are you doing? That woman's going to kill you"
Inuyasha heard the words of a unknown voice caress his neck and jumped back in surprise. Last thing he actually wanted to hear was someone to voice out his death! "Well, it's not like a have a damn choice or anything it's a damn demon I don't know anything about damn demons it's just...." Inuyasha felt his temper fall farther and farther out his grasp as everything was replaced with shock and utter surprise as he starred right back into the fight ice blue eyes of the beautiful cat woman he had seen lain asleep hours ago. He blinked and starred at the woman for a second before he lost that one ounce of sanity he contained and screamed like a mad man who need extensive drug care for hours and hours on end.
"You... You... You are..."
The woman raised a eyebrow, almost in a haughty way as if in asking for someone to slap her in some sorts. He silver locks slid down her shoulders elegantly and she gave a slight mocking smirk that played nicely on her beautiful place. "Aren'tcha going to slay it like you slayed me, Otaru? Get it in one blow. I know it's possible. It's not like you haven't done it before" Malice dripped from her voice as the woman's winter-blue eyes gazed down at the enchanting arrow that had her pierced and tied to the Sacred Tree as her prison.
Inuyasha gave her a dead-pan look, his jaw dropping slightly. This couldn't be right. Last time he saw her, she was supposedly dead! In a enchanted slumber. Something to keep her from not moving from the grasp of the Strangler Tree. But here she was almost scolding him in a sorts her tone angered and fustrated. The cat woman also spoke of that name... the second time he heard that name twice in a day and had been mistaken for this man...
"Otaru? Who the hell is Otaru? My name's---!!!" but the boy was broken off as the earth gave a grand rumble once more and reminded him he was still pursuied by a ugly demon centipede lady out for his life. "Ah... here it is" The cat demon woman whispered in soft delight and Inuyasha turned to her with a frightened look that you only give when your stuck with a maniac cat demon who is bound to a tree and a evil mistress centipede out to get you.
The demon centipede circled him in anxious need, all arms wavering in excitement, even the stumpy one Inuyasha had damaged from their travels down the Bone Gobbler's Well. "You can't run from meeee...." she hissed roughly, the disgusting tongue slithering in and out from the heat of a battle. "Eh!" Inuyasa cried as it made another desperate snatch for him and dodged it hurriedly. The demon cat woman just sat more comfortably now at the base of the tree, eyeing the scene with slight amusement her light blue eyes twinkling with something that did not look like fright. Inuyasha had the high and mighty feeling of strangling her.
The centipede woman dashed right at him, jaws wide open, clenched and ready for the rough meat of a mortal boy. Inuyasha closed his eyes and wished desperately that he was just back home, back in his temple, and not smelling the disgusting breath of a demon. Damn centipede lady. This was just not the way he wanted to die! He stood with his eyes closed and his muscles tightened for minutes on end, but felt no teeth gnaw and break into his skin. No immense pain was followed. The boy peeked open one eyes and noted spears being thrown into the air, brown tight rope attached to them.
The ancient spears pierced and broke through the insect-like shield of the centipede's body, stabbing the disgusting woman and sending plum red blood everywhere. The spears stuck dutifully to their gigantic target and dragged the demon down hurriedly by the weight of several heavy soldier villagers. Inuyasha thanked god, the lords, the spirits, the villagers, whoever had allowed his life to go on and collasped on all fours, breathing thankfully oxygen. He had thought he'd never breath again. He was so close. The bright light was only just so far away.
"Alright!"
"Pull, men, pull!"
The villagers cries were like the sounds of angels singing and he sat back on the heel of his dustworn boots breathing in heavily. "S...saved" Inuyasha managed, trembling slightly as he managed to bring back his demeanor of abnormally being odd and stood up, brushing dirt and such from him as they wrangled the demon woman back to the floor with their rope spears. Inuyasha had to keep a eye out now. Had to. He wanted to help the people who had saved him from the foreboding death, but right now, he had just wanted to breath in the fresh afternoon air.
"Awe, now, Otaru. What a disgrace. Didn't think you could actually get worse..."
Inuyasha had almost forgotten the lovely demon woman who was perched at the base of the tree and wrapped in roots aplenty. When she had sneered to him, he was unfortunately reminded and turned around to be face to face to this enchanting confusing woman, who seemed to haven't made up her mind between the living and the dead. And she also seemed to revel in seeing people's lives go down the drain. And she had called him that -damn- name again!
"You!" his voice surprisingly came out as a growl, stepping on the roots to climb his way angrily over to her, glaring death gazes at the bright glittering blue eyes. Eyes of once more another demon. "I am not Otaru. I was never Otaru. And I will -never- be Otaru. Get it?" Angry spilled from his near death experiance and his temper broke once more in this land he just didn't understand at all. The cat woman starred right back at him, never wavering or breaking his gaze. Inuyasha stepped back for a moment the glares between the two intense. Usually when he shot someone this eye, they stepped away rather hurriedly. This demon was just starring and glaring right back at him.
"Don't toy with me, boy" she said in a almost gentle voice, as soft as the breeze, her blue eyes becoming slits from the anger she was releasing upon herself and him. "No other man has a scent as disgusting as yours...!" she spat at him her blue orbs racing up and down the image of Inuyasha's body, examining every piece of him. "I am not Otaru, dammit!" Inuyasha flung his hands out, hoping she got a better look at him. It was like being under a magnifying glass as the blue orbs never left her eyes off him. He could only hope this demon woman understood that he was no Otaru and was never planning to be this Otaru.
He was Inuyasha. And that was that.
Suddenley the cat woman's stature slowly changed as her slits slowly opened a bit wider and her eyebrows bent in slight confusion. She leaned back slightly, the anger and heistation ebbing away from the girl who kept a close eye on him. Realization seemed to have finally dawned on cat woman. "...Oh..." she whispered her small red lips creating a big circle to match with the words that had breezily fluttered from them. "You... your not... your not Otaru"
"Thank you!" Inuyasha grumbled, miffed beyond doubt. He was sick of being someone he wasn't and having something he didn't have. At least someone was starting to understand that. "I'm Inuyasha. In... u.... ya...sha..." he sounded out the syllables as if he was speaking to a child, his voice still owning a agitated tone. The wild thrashing sound of the demon centipede woman was still heard behind him but he was much more angered at the cat woman who was bound to his Sacred Tree. And he hadn't a clue why. All he knew right now was he practically wanted to kick her ass.
"No... you are who you say you are" The hanyou whispered lightly, leaning back as her hands unclasped lightly and both eyebrows raised slightly haughty. "Otaru was much more intelligent looking then you were. And he was definately more handsome. The differences are there" she gave a impish grin that looked even more beautiful on her face and Inuyasha shook his head at her. Oh, yeah. She was going down.
"AHHHHH!!!"
Yells enraptured the forest as the mortal and the demon looked back to see two of the brave villagers lash roughly to the ground, the spears of the ropes loose and in moments half of the centipede woman was free, the other half of the mangled body wildly thrashing around and keeping the other villagers tied up at the moment. "Awe, crap!" Inuyasha cried aloud hurriedly as the mortal-hunger demon crawled over with the use of three of her arms, the scent of demon blood everywhere capturing Inuyasha's senses. He blacked for a moment and the demon woman sent a clawed bloodied arm to clasp at his boot-hugged ankle.
"AH!" the boy yelped aloud as he was pulled back and his arms flew out and grasped whatever he could to keep him from going any farther. His hands reached for whatever was out there and closed around what had felt like two strands of silky hair tendrils. Inuyasha hung on to those two identical locks of hair for dear life as the demon centipede yanked with all her tremendous might.
He switched ways and saw he was yanking upon the cat woman's side locks that had framed her lovely face, which was distorted in horrid pain. "OW, OW, OW, OW, LEGGO!" the cat woman's caterwaul's echoed throughout the once empty forest, her screams painful to Inuyasha's over sensitive ears. "TELL THE DAMN DEMON TO LET GO OF ME!" he yelled right back into her face, not caring that it may rip off half her face at all. Inuyasha was planning to hang on to those lock of hairs for as long as he had too.
The villagers perked as the yells echoed through the caves and hollows of the deserted forest and they trembled as the recongized the voice of the one the feared and dreaded so long ago. "Lord Sesshomaru-sama, Lord Sesshomaru-sama! Kagome... she has...!" Rin raced from her position at the side of one of the lashing of the other half of the demon's body to her priest, her face pale and her pretty eyes wide. The priest had stopped from his spot of throwing the spears at their target, his clawed hand freezing as he clutched tightly to the wooden spear, eyeing the young woman, who was troubled and disturbed beyond hope.
"She has awoken" Sesshomaru finished his servant girl's sentence and his grasp clenched as the spear broke in two in his tight powerful hands. "But how so? That seal was suppose to be unbreakable. My brother never did foolish half spells. Why now?" he whispered in his monotone voice flicking a side lock out of his face and turned toward Rin, throwing aside the destroyed weapon.
Questions like those were not flittering through Inuyasha's head as he made sure to hold on tightly to the hairs of the cat demon, as the centipede woman crawled over inch by inch eagerly. Her grin went from one ear to another, pointed teeth distracting him from anything else, her eyeless face glistening with a sheen of sweat. "You... this body..." her grasp on his ankle tightened as she casually mentioned the mortal boy's body. "You are troublesommmmme... I shall gobble you all whole, Shikon no Tama and this body..." her hiss circled his soul and the grin made promise to her statement. Inuyasha grimaced and made a wild kick at her face, hitting the target straight on.
The cat woman's cries had suddenley stopped as her head snapped strongly and her attention was grabbed from the mortal boy who had the strange and utter resemblance to the deceased priest Otaru. The words 'Shikon no Tama' rang in her cat-like ears. Inuyasha made sure to keep his grasp tight on the silver hairs, his concern more upon his life rather then the words that was named for the sacred jewel of four souls.
Inuyasha felt his patience waver and he growled as he gave her another kick. "DAMMIT, LET GO!" he growled aloud as she made to slash at him and latch to him with her teeth, when the boy had shot his hand, releasing the cat demon for a moment, to shove it hurriedly into the centipede woman's face and push her strongly. As quick as everything else had happened to the mortal boy, a light flashed hurriedly from the palm of his hands,charging into his enemy's face and sending her flyng through the air, arms of her own flying every which way and Inuyasha released the cat demon, falling to the ground, to stare entirely shocked at the scene before him.
"Eh...?" Inuyasha mummured starring at his hand and licked his dry lips softly in quiet wonder. This had happened before. He remembered. The same light had pierced the demon when he had touched her on his travel down the trouble-making well. He grimaced as he looked down at his ankle, still in slight surprise, and saw the centipede woman's arm all by itself, the clutch now loose.
"Oh ... my..." one of the villagers whispered as Rin and Sesshomaru worked their way through the crowd that had gathered eyeing the scene distastefully.
Inuyasha looked at the end and sat still on the floor. How was it that he could do this? What did it mean? Confusion was gathered and grew in his mind and he shook his head hurriedly and wished that he could get all the answers to it. None of it made sense. None of it. He trembled at the power he held and breathed quickly when he saw the gaze the centipede woman had sent him from her spot in the dirt not to far from him. She hadn't died. She hadn't died from that blast... but all her arms had fallen like a rock from her body. No sense was made at -all- from this.
"You... bastard..." the centipede lady whispered through bloodied lips and sneered at him and as quick as Inuyasha had blasted her, the demon lady rushed forward without the use of her arms and dug her jagged teeth into the side of his chest. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" The teeth pierced into the skin, digging in deep into the flesh and the muscle of his side, blood spilling and staining his jacket and his shirt and everywhere. Pain overwhelmed the boy into numb state and he hadn't even realized it when a glazed look settled into his eyes and he was lifted from the ground in a angered frenzy of the centipede lady who had finally tasted the flesh of the mortal.
Inuyasha felt himself being slammed back into the ground and the horrid teeth released him from her painstaking grasp as it had finally gotten what it had been looking for. He had holes all in his body and blood had ceased from flowing through his viens but rather out of his body and into the fresh open air. His mind wavered and his stomach clenched as the scent of his own blood wafted through his senses. Inuyasha choked, heaving for oxygen and his eyesight wavered before him.
The centipede's chuckle echoed through out the forest as she eyed the treasure she had been looking for. In the puddle of bright red blood of the mortal boy, laid the round beautiful jewel known widely as the most powerful jewel of all time, the Shikon no Tama.
"Oh my... something's come from his belly, there" Rin caught the amazement from one of the villagers she had shoved by and blinked hurriedly towards Sesshomaru. "Lord Sesshomaru..." she whispered as they managed to shove their way to the head of the huge crowd. "... Its.... it's the Shikon no Tama...!" she gasped, her voice forced from her lips as she identified the iridescent glimmer of the sacred jewel.
"Uh..." Inuyasha felt the words spill from his lips almost like the his red blood pouring from his body. Unconsciously bleeding, he thumped to the side of his Sacred Tree's roots, resting his direly injured body. Holes in ones self was definately a dire situation. Especially when there was something in -his- body before the incident. His soft eyes, glazed and blurry as they were, starred unnessiscarily at his pool of blood before the wretched she-demon and could not help but notice the glimmering jewel clutched in the spoiled demon's grasp.
'That... That came from inside of me?!' the light thought managed to flutter through his pained brain and he winced softly, thoughts of confusion congregating into one big knot in his head. This wasn't possible. This wasn't logical. But yet, here he was.' In the Fuedal Era of my country, where demons and she-demons roamed and jewels were hidden in people who looked strangely like a deceased and well loved priest. How lovely'.
It was comforting that he could at least keep sarcasm in his last moments of life.
"Yesss... it was in your body, as I had supposed... yesss..." the hiss drawled through the air and absorbed into Inuyasha's eardrums. "This jewel... now it finally is in my grasp!" Inuyasha groaned as he succumbed to a wave of horridous pain from his side. Finally, the she-demon had what she had wanted. After ripping his entire side of his stomach almost off and puncturing them with enough holes like swiss cheese. He was going to kill that demon with his bare bloody hands if he had to.
"That ball... is mine"
The small yet stubborn voice broke through the villagers cries, Inuyasha's groans, and Centipede Lady's hisses of obvious enjoyment. Inuyasha peered up despite his bloody mess and eyed the picture of all evil. The lovely cat woman looked calm and brutal, wrapped in her blanket of tree roots and eyed the jewel, greed in her sapphire blue eyes. "Eh?" he frowned, the feature seeming to become permenant on his face. He'd wonder if he'd ever smile again. Hopefully, he would before he died.
"Hand it over. I am making this simple for you. It can get worse" her demeanor stayed calm and she had almost... a pleasent look on her porcelian demon face, her grin impish to the eyes. The centipede woman raised an slight attention to the cat girl and hung to the jewel by the fanged necklace. Her look was of high amusement, if her face can ever withhold a look without the glimmer of eyes. Inuyasha eyed this hastily and cursed the cat girl for ever speaking allowed.
The demon rushed forward an enraged moment capturing her and scooped up the poor injured mortal boy in her slithery grasp. She wiggled swiftly to the side of the sacred tree and managed to pin the bloody Inuyasha against the rooted prison of the cat demon girl, wrapping her centipede like body around them. 'This is all a game to her', Inuyasha realized as he squirmed in panic and pain, awfully close to the beautiful calm demon woman. ' This is just playtime for the bitch....'
"Khe he he... I've heard of you. The brat who is also after the Shikon no Tama... The half youkai.... indeed... That must be you" the demon's muscles held tightly and gave a dreaded squeeze pulling the two quite different beings together in a wrap of death. Inuyasha felt his face cringe in the pain he was drowning in and felt his hatred grow for the cat woman, despite her amazing beauty. She just sat in her lair, her eyes piercing everywhere but his, almost disillusioned to his battered state. No emotion but anger and hatred was painted on her face. Not even a slight hint of worry of his blood touching her fazed her.
'And a half-youkai?! What the -hell- is that?!!' he grumbled in his agitated thoughts as the girl tried to position her head away from his chest, her blue eyes never meeting his. "Don't mess with me, Mistress Centpiede. I am more then what I seem. When I fight seriously... you are just a ball of trash to me" her voice was light and mocking, thrown in the air as bait. Inuyasha had the first feeling of slapping a woman. And truthfully, it wasn't all that bad of a feeling, like energy being shot through his pain-flooding limbs. She was just going to get him killed even quicker.
"Will you shut it, lady! You want to get us eaten faster!" the yell spiraled from his lips rudely before he could even catch himself, the words and emotions taking over before he could do much of anything. It was also like it didn't matter. The idiot woman hadn't even perked her ears to his direction. Looking like someone... this Otaru seemed to get her awfully agiatated.
Finally she looked up, piercing her long unending gaze at him. Moments passed and Inuyasha couldn't even hear the dry chuckling of the centipede woman in the background. Something about this cat woman... there was something in those eyes when she looked at him. Hurt. Betrayal. Pain. It was layered and deep and it glimmered heartbreakingly every time she glanced at him.
Inuyasha felt himself voulantarily shudder as the centipede woman insisted on pushing him harder around Kagome Hanyou and he was almost to the point where he could rest his chin atop her head. At least, he was finally broken from that gaze of hurt that suddenley had taken a javelin and had thrust into his heart.
Something was different about this girl. Very different.
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PHEW!!!
~Pandora Rose
By: Pandora Rose
Chapter 3
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Disclaimer: Seriously, if I owned Inuyasha, would I be sitting here plotting ideas and writing fanfictions on him? Use your head, lol.
A/B/N/N/N: Reed nad rview plaese
How much to you want to bet you can read that, even though the letters are screwed up? ^.~
Enjoy.
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Inuyasha crossed his arms quietly as he rubbed his raw wrists. It took those villagers long enough to get those damn bonds off. The man across for him... no wait, Inuyasha mentally scarthed the word man out of his mind, as he eyed those golden eyes, the long elegant claws and the tail hanging limp from his shoulder, a giant puffball. This was no man. The -demon- across from him kept those golden eyes locked on him, as the fire crackled pleasently between them, a barrier between the two who had sent glares seconds ago.
The villagers had released them from his bonds as Sesshomaru muttured the words of his resemblance to man Inuyasha had -no- clue about. He had a feeling that the villagers of this old town of Japan adored this guy and had high respect for him, because they chopped off those bonds, handed him back his jacket, showed him where they placed his boots, and bowed apologetically for at least five minutes. They probably still would have been banging their head against the floor for him if the priest of today hadn't flicked his wrist and sent them away.
"Otaru-onee-sama," Sesshomaru began quietly, breaking the silence between the two strangers. Inuyasha raised a eyebrow, placing his head in his hand and slouching lazily, wondering if he should care. Right now he was in a different world, in a different time, and had no idea how to get back home. He thought he may have more problems then who he resembled like and why it was of any importance. ", was my foster brother. People knew him as Otaru of the flowers, for he was a priest who carried the peaceful trait as do flowers of this earth" the demon man's voice was smooth and fluid pouring out with no emotion or thought.
"He held peace in this village... he was high and mighty and never acted up to those statures" Sesshomaru glared at the flames and Inuyasha almost jumped back as he saw the red and orange flames flicker wildly and mold into a firey image before him. He could see a young man that looked -identical- to himself except for his clothing and the fact he was bleeding to death. Inuyasha could also back out the younger figure of the demon man before him, holding onto something tight in his childish grasp. The image moved and played before his eyes, animating into something that wasn't just plain fire licking away at the food and bark.
The image suddenley disappeared as Inuyasha tried to dechiper the words the fiery lips of the enchanting image in the mold of the fire was speaking and he looked up wide eye to see a young servant woman come in with two bowls of light soup balanced on her tray. The young woman had rich black hair half of it tied up in a ponytail and a tom-boyish look to her, as her kimono was more ratted and dirtied then usual. Bandages were wrapped around her, signifying her dare-devil ways.. She looked to be about a woman's age but yet she had a childish allure to her.
"Here you are, Sesshomaru-sama. Stranger, here is your dinner" she grinned lightly at the two as she placed the bowls before both and Inuyasha frowned again as the woman didn't show him the same fright the villagers and showed him. She did no insistent bowing ethier. He wasn't sure if he should be... glad... or if he should feel slightly regretable about it. "Thank you, Rin. Leave us now." Sesshomaru gave a slight hint of what may have been a grin on his stony, neutral face and took the clay-worn bowl in his clawed grasp. Inuyasha leaned back in interest as he noticed the first emotion besides the surprise in the regal man's face. It most have been something really rare or this servant girl may have been someone special.
"Alright, Sesshomaru-sama. If anything is needed, I will be in the kitchen. Itaku-sama feels she needs to roast the chicken, but she could barely stay awake to watch the chicken coup! I don't know how she is going to be able to roast it without burning it!" The young woman Sesshomaru had bared the name Rin grinned brightly and gave a friendly gaze at Inuyasha before hopping out of the room. Sesshomaru silently sipped the steaming hot soup and watched as Inuyasha just gazed lightly at the earthen ware bowl before him.
"Stranger, eat. Rin does not cook often. It is a rare treat" Sesshomaru said, his tone once again containing that emotion-less stature Inuyasha had known since they had met only minutes before. Inuyasha just eyed him for a moment over the flames that a danced a vision for him moments before. And his patience finally wore thin. He couldn't take this anymore. He was going to be late for school. That wouldn't make a good impression.
"Where the hell is Tokyo? I need to be heading home" Inuyasha spat, surprised at how bitter and angry he sounded. He knew that it wasn't for the villagers rather strange kindness nor the fact the centipede woman just tried to kill him. He was angry at the fact that he hadn't a clue what was going on. All of this confusion was clearly pissing him off. He wanted answers and he really needed them before he lost his one ounce of sanity left.
"That name is unfamiliar to me. Is that your province?" Sesshomaru sipped some more of the delicious soup, calm as ever and Inuyasha sighed breathing out his unexpected anger and blinked trying to calm his own self down before he leapt over that fire and strangled that guy's neck. "Yeah... my province..." Inuyasha was reminded of Japan's history and he tried to summon up any information he had sponged up on the War-lord Era. Nothing came up. "I really should be heading back now..." he made to stand up, unfolding his legs when realization hit him. He had no idea how he got here... how was he going to get back home?
'How am I going to get back?'
A bang and a crack sent Inuyasha back to the wooden floor and Sesshomaru sat up roughly. Inuyasha could have sworn he heard a canine-like growl from the priest and breaking through the slim sliding doorframe was a bloody grotesuqe image of a grand chestnut breed horse with half of it's side bitten out, blood splashing against the sleek clean floor. "Damn, this was just washed" Sesshomaru growled as he sat up smoothly and peered outside the broken doorframe.
Inuyasha eyed the horse and breathed heavily. It was missing half its side... its ribs and organs were showing... and its breathing was still continuing, the visible heart pounding as each minute past. The horses loud cries for help echoed like a sad song throughout the temple. Inuyasha's sensitive ears caught every ringing sound and stepped away quickly sending the soup into the fire which still raged in all the confusion. And he was in the midst of it all.
Sesshomaru peered out emotion-less as usual and Inuyasha hurried to his side recalling the sharp nails and his tight grasp. And he was definately going to need some sort of weapon or guard as he saw what was rushing from the ground and creating so much ruckus. The long, burly, centipiede woman gnawed on the horses side hungrily, blood spiraling every which way, villagers screaming in fright and horror.
"Evil spirit!!!"
"YOUKAI....!!!"
"Lord Sesshomaru-sama, help!"
Inuyasha eyed the giant, disgusting lady and gulped quite painfully. "Awe, crap" he grumbled as Sesshomaru stepped forward and thought maybe it was safer to stay in the house. That lady demon was after him if he remembered correctly. She said he had something... and not even demons just yank -any- mortal down some mysterious well for no damn good reason!
"It's her"
Sesshomaru looked back him for a moment as he walked past the disgusting scene of the horse with no side and headed down. Inuyasha gulped and instinctly followed. Wherever the demon with nice long claws went Inuyasha planned on following til he got himself a decent weapon to defend himself. "Wait... hey, guy... what the hell--?"
Inuyasha felt his sentence cut off as he suddenley noticed a face with no eyes glaring straight at him. The centipede woman had stopped her frantic gnawing of the horse meat to suddenley glare deeply at the young man she had pulled through the well. "Aaaaaah..." the demon growled, her voice holding a deep and hungry satisfaction. Inuyasha hurriedly went back as he saw that disturbingly desirable look in the youkai's eyeless face.
Suddenley, without much warning the centipede lady dropped the meat she had interest in only moments before to slid her body against the ground as swift as the ocean breeze but yet not as pleasent. She slithered her way across the dusty roads of the village and to her eye-line of sight. Inuyasha.
"Hand over the Shikon no Tama, mortal!" the hoarse voice caressed Inuyasha as the demon swiftly bypassed Sesshomaru and came a breath away almost face-to-face to the young seventeen year old. Inuyasha tried to keep his cool as his heartbeat increased and every second passed in her presence. Any minute now could be his death , where she could slash him to bits with those legs or teeth of hers, or she could strangle him, or even eat him if the centpiede lady pleased... Inuyasha could count the ways of his doom.
He suddenley rocketed back to reality as the three letter word ripped through his memory. 'The Shikon no Tama....!' he thought as Sesshomaru flipped around hurriedly to stare right past the odd and dangerous figure of the centipede lady to glare that golden gaze at him. "You carry the jewel, boy?" his voice was sharp and dangerous, almost lethal, nothing like the fluid emotionless voice he used on Inuyasha half the time or the soft, gentle voice he used on the pretty, servant girl.
"I haven't a clue what she's talking about!" Inuyasha growled hurriedly, his head throbbing as the breath of the centipede lady ruffled his locks. He tried desperately not to wriggle beneath the gaze that wasn't really truly a gaze. The man had to keep reminding himself he shouldn't be so nervous anyways this centipede chick had no eyes at all! "I have no Shikon no Tama, Kaede has all the stupid cheap-ass ones!!!"
Arrows and spears suddenley flung through the air and the demon lashed out angrily and Inuyasha felt himself hurriedly slammed against the far wall of the huge temple house. "Are you insane, Stranger?!" The servant girl's, Rin, rough voice countered as she shoved him, nearly missing the quick fling the centipede lady did when all the arrows and spears had flung and pierced into the skin of the huge youkai.
Inuyasha gaped horridly and pushed the girl aside for a moment. "It's still moving..." he marveled as he eyed weapon after weapon being flung into the centipede lady and no damage was actually made. She had no sign of pain or hurt but actually had this merry little twinkle in that eyeless face and a slight hoarse chuckling began to commence deep in her throat. "She's not going down..." he reliazed softly and turned to Rin, who glared back at him with her chocolate brown eyes. "We're going to have to lead it out of the village before the trample the rest of these cottages..." she grumbled as she licked her arm.
Inuyasha then noticed the slight gash in her arm and gulped. That's why she had pushed him aside so quickly. "Uh... thanks..." he said unsurely under the glare. She must have been taking lessons from the demon man, because she could glare almost as good as him. Except her eyes weren't that piercing golden color. "You have the Shikon no Tama, eh? Let's just get you out of here" she insisted rolling her eyes, grabbing his wrist and hurried to the side where Sesshomaru stood in the midst of a group of warriors of the village, eyeing the centipede who picked out the arrows and spears as if they were annoying prickles rather then deadly weapons.
"Lord Sesshomaru-sama!" Rin hopped over, dragging the seventeen year old with her and hurried to the priest who kneeled and eyed the centipede with a silent stupor, allowing his men to fire and attack. "I have the boy!" she insisted proudly as she showed him the forgein young man and pushed past a few warriors to get to him. Sesshomaru glanced at her for a moment and his eyes skimmed the long scarth up Rin's arm. He snatched her arm and glared at her lightly. Rin just glared back and yanked her arm to her and stuck her tongue out at him.
Inuyasha eyed this brief event for a moment and shook his head. He wasn't going to contemplate these weird people and their weird realtionships. Right now he had a wriggling evil centpiede demon who thought he had some jewel he -didn't- have that seemed to be immortal above all and it was out to get him in her hands. "What the hell are you going to do? Slash him!" Inuyasha broke through the two and pointed hurriedly at Sesshomaru's clawed hands. Why not? They looked sharp enough to slice any old demon lady to itsy, bitsy bits.
The demon man shook his head as he broke his gaze from his young servant girl who had picked up a bow and arrow and slashed a few arrows in pursuit of her bleeding arm. " We have to get her back to the dry well. I am not allowed to use my powers for violence, even if it is to protect my village. It is a rule the villagers had brought up when they found out I was full youkai" Inuyasha assumption was correct and growled beneath his breath. This wasn't good.
That's when the word 'dry well' hit him. Things seemed to be going slower for him then usual but that is only because of the fact he was in a entirely different world in a entirely different time. Inuyasha had the right excuse. "Dry well?" he questioned hurriedly pushing his thick annoying hair out of the way. "A dry well? Where is this... dry well?" The images of the hole in the crater he had fallen through and used as a time machine flew through his mind and thought if they may be one and the same as the demon guy's own .
"It's in Kagome Hanyou's forest" Sesshomaru mummbled gently as Rin cursed aloud, amidst the men who had all dropped their bows in defeat. "We're out of arrows, Sesshomaru-sama. We have no choice but to lure her back to the well. More weapons will come through from the other villages later" she grumbled to the two brushing her own raven locks impatiently from her dusty face. Inuyasha stood for a moment, peeling off his heavy jean jacket and wrapped it around his waist in thought. That had to be the well he had to come out of! He was sure of it. It was in Kagome Hanyou's forest... the sleeping lady, prehaps?
"Alright... That's..." he peered squinting his eyes and turned around thinking and trying to recongize directions. "That forest is to the south, isn't it?" Sesshomaru and Rin looked up at him, one in surprise and the other in his usual monotone state. "Yes. South is where the Forest of Kagome Hanyou lays" Sesshomaru sprouted the information unhiestatingly as he stood up from his kneeling on the ground for prays of safety. Rin eyed Sesshomaru and didn't heistate herself to slap him on his arm roughly, as Inuyasha knodded bending down to tye his shoe laces.
"Idiot, now he's going to go! Stranger, are you off your rocker? You can't sidetrack this demon and kill her all at once, its impossible!" Rin insisted as Inuyasha sat up and looked at her. She was probably right. He must have been off his rocker to be doing something as stupid as this. But if that demon lady went back through the well, maybe he could too. Back to his own time and his own home. "Near the light, right? Okay, I'll lead her there" Inuyasha insisted trying to sound brave and courageous and failing quite miserably.
"Waiiiiiiiiiiitttt..." the demon lady gave a rough ungentle hiss as Inuyasha pounced from his spot next to Sesshomaru, Rin, and the other villagers to scurry over the dusty riled land and across the fireline. He just needed to run as fast as freackin possible to that lady's forest. That was all that was on his mind right now, as his boots pounded hurriedly into the ground.
Sesshomaru stopped gently eyeing the diminishing figure, as the young strange boy raced across the battleline. The lady centipeide followed him quite ungraciously as she knocked down many trees in the process. "He just said to follow the light" he said lightly, curiousity skimming lightly through his usual monotone voice. Rin looked up at him and rolled her eyes as she threw her bow over her shoulder. "Yes, I know. The stranger is odd. I wouldn't be surprised if he saw many lights in many places"
Sesshomaru shot the peasent girl a slight look that had the magic to slowly quiet Rin down as she avoided his golden gaze to peer at her deep scarth.
"I heard him too, Sesshomaru-sama... it doesn't have to do with... her, do you think?"
The priest sighed, as he took her arm into his clawed grasp to eye the wound that had still yet finished with its bleeding, some last minute red liquid drippping from the already closing wound. " We will follow him once we get you a simple bandage and have you cleaned up" Sesshomaru usual monotonous voice grew a bit thicker as he held a command in it to her, not allowing her to fight back against his word. That was his power. Not his claws, not the tail thrown over his shoulder, not his amazing use of archery, but the power of his words. They could be persausive, harsh, cruel and as sweet as honey. Sesshomaru had a power that have ruined and tortured many provinces and cities.
Rin eyed him as she knodded. She silently thanked the god the young demon-priest was on their side and the side of the black haired stranger. From the rate he was going the young servant girl supposed the odd man was going to need alot of help and alot of praying from and to those gods above.
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The piercing glow fluttered across the forests tree tops, south of the village Lord Sesshomaru prayed, radiating against the sun's bright glares. It spreaded a small blanket across the bright green of the leaves out in the large tree tops. The canopy of the forest raced from one edge of a river to the other, only resting on the bank, not over.
The light dives up, raising from a certain amount of magic. It came from the pores of the Sacred tree, the branches illuminating with the soft glow only a certain handsome raven-haired teenager would ever see. The yellow-white glow had a tinge of soft pink at the edges and it surrounded the huge Strangler Tree and the prisoner trapt in its natured clutches.
Without warning, the lovely figure blanketed in the roots of the strong and ancient tree began to shift slightly at first, a gentle roll to the side until suddenley it came to the point where she had the strength to try and pull herself up. She would have, if the magic arrow embedded in her side hadn't stopped her. Her eyes remained closed, her eyelashes fluttering from time to time until she suddenley laid back down against the rough tree bark and slowly opened her eyes.
Kagome blinked
into the bright sunshine, her blue eyes glittering with the immense power that laid dormant for fifty years hidden in the pit of her thin small stomach. Her ears which use to be perched of no use atop her head were suddenley erect, sidling from side to side in constant movement as sounds erupted through the sense of hearing. Her nose was flooded with the amazing overflow of scents and her wary blue eyes shifted from her sudden awake to the world.
Suddenley she leaned back farther against the stranger her tree and her small miniscule round nose twitched. Her eyes glazed over, a deep controlling power suddenley rattling through the beautiful woman's body. "I know that smell..." her voice was slightly hoarse from lack of use and her own clawed hands, very similiar to Sesshomaru's clenched and unclenched of his own nailed hands, the woman exhalted to finally feel pain once again as her nails pierced her sensitive skin, plum blood flowing down her hands.
"I can smell the man who killed me... he's coming closer.. the scent grows stronger to me..." Kagome's voice croaked slightly as she leaned roughly back to have more room against her tree prison to think. Revenge dripped like liquid from her words as a sudden dangerous smirk spread across her lovely pink lips. "Come to me, Otaru-sama." she whispered her tone dripping with malace and anger as she shifted uncomfortably against the perched old arrow.
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"This has got to be my most stupidest idea... ever!" Inuyasha's loud, scolding yell erupted through Kagome Hanyou's forest, as trees and other huge immense objects were thrown by the power and pursuit of the wild centipede lady that was at his heels. He growled as he tripped absentmindly over few obstacles in the forest of the hanyou and wished desperately that he could just be back home, walking in the best of the cotton haired sheep dog and the annoying high pitched Lila. Even being hit by Marlene with her old handy roller seemed all to better then being chased by a damn centipede woman!
"Hand oveeeer the Shikon no Tama!" her growl grew fierce, the teenage mortal couldn't help but noticed and willed his legs to race faster. The well... that was his destination. That stinkin' well was the source of his problem. The minute Inuyasha stepped back into his temple, his first plan was to grab a hammer and smash that damn bone gobbler's well to pieces. He almost cracked when he heard once more of the sacred jewel.
The sacred jewel he didn't damn have!
"I .... DON'T..... HAVE... ANYTHING!" his yell pursed the air in his anger and fustration. It was like being blamed for something you didn't do. He did not have this 'Shikon no Tama' everyone spoke of! He just didn't! Unless this necklace formed itself into a handy jean jacket or a pair of dirtied leather cycle boots. That was all that was valuable to Inuyasha. He grumbled as he took a drastic turn, sweat pouring down his head and pooling down his chest, his breath running out from his quick running.
Track had finally come in handy, now. Inuyasha had half the heart to thank Mr.Tachkiwaka for such a immense love in running that he made his gym class run for a approximate half hour in mostly sprints if possible. But even his fast pace running could keep up with a thousand year old centipede demon, who suddenley caught a burst of speed, rushing her slithering body so fast up behind him that she sent the ground into rumbles and the young man flying into the air along with debris of her miniture earthquake.
"Jesus, lady, can't you see I'm a bit busy!" the man cried out agitated as he was flung angrily into one of the roots of his Sacred Tree and felt his back fling out in a horrid ache. His head began to throb, as white sparkles and stars danced before his blue eyes, flickering in and out of conscious from that nasty-ass throw. Inuyasha was going to kill that centipede woman if she broke his back. He had worked so damn hard for a motorcycle, no way in hell was she going to break his back so he couldn't ride it! "I... I ...." he sneered at her dirt and rocks flittered over him as he tried to move, pulling himself gently from the ground.
The terrfying demon woman chuckled, a deep loud resonating sound that flooded the body with prays and hopes for a safe life in the afterworld. A chuckle of death, it sounded so much as. Inuyasha suddenley bit back the temper that exploded from him and thought it the perfect time to get out of the demon woman's gaze and get his scarwny ass back to that dry well. He was to young to die. It was the last thing he wanted. Especially by being ripped to shreds by this ugly disgusting -thing!- before him for something the young man had no idea that he even owned.
"You are mine, mortal...." the demon's cherry red lips whispered, the snake tongue flittering in and out, captivating her innocent prey and Inuyasha stepped back hurried as she slashed at him with one of her many death weapons, known to her as her arms. Oh, not good. Definately not good. He noticed how easily the strong insect-like arm had ripped at the tree's roots at had dug itself inches into the deep, rich soil. And that could have been him. Inuyasha had this overwhelming sense that he was going to die...
"What in the world are you doing? That woman's going to kill you"
Inuyasha heard the words of a unknown voice caress his neck and jumped back in surprise. Last thing he actually wanted to hear was someone to voice out his death! "Well, it's not like a have a damn choice or anything it's a damn demon I don't know anything about damn demons it's just...." Inuyasha felt his temper fall farther and farther out his grasp as everything was replaced with shock and utter surprise as he starred right back into the fight ice blue eyes of the beautiful cat woman he had seen lain asleep hours ago. He blinked and starred at the woman for a second before he lost that one ounce of sanity he contained and screamed like a mad man who need extensive drug care for hours and hours on end.
"You... You... You are..."
The woman raised a eyebrow, almost in a haughty way as if in asking for someone to slap her in some sorts. He silver locks slid down her shoulders elegantly and she gave a slight mocking smirk that played nicely on her beautiful place. "Aren'tcha going to slay it like you slayed me, Otaru? Get it in one blow. I know it's possible. It's not like you haven't done it before" Malice dripped from her voice as the woman's winter-blue eyes gazed down at the enchanting arrow that had her pierced and tied to the Sacred Tree as her prison.
Inuyasha gave her a dead-pan look, his jaw dropping slightly. This couldn't be right. Last time he saw her, she was supposedly dead! In a enchanted slumber. Something to keep her from not moving from the grasp of the Strangler Tree. But here she was almost scolding him in a sorts her tone angered and fustrated. The cat woman also spoke of that name... the second time he heard that name twice in a day and had been mistaken for this man...
"Otaru? Who the hell is Otaru? My name's---!!!" but the boy was broken off as the earth gave a grand rumble once more and reminded him he was still pursuied by a ugly demon centipede lady out for his life. "Ah... here it is" The cat demon woman whispered in soft delight and Inuyasha turned to her with a frightened look that you only give when your stuck with a maniac cat demon who is bound to a tree and a evil mistress centipede out to get you.
The demon centipede circled him in anxious need, all arms wavering in excitement, even the stumpy one Inuyasha had damaged from their travels down the Bone Gobbler's Well. "You can't run from meeee...." she hissed roughly, the disgusting tongue slithering in and out from the heat of a battle. "Eh!" Inuyasa cried as it made another desperate snatch for him and dodged it hurriedly. The demon cat woman just sat more comfortably now at the base of the tree, eyeing the scene with slight amusement her light blue eyes twinkling with something that did not look like fright. Inuyasha had the high and mighty feeling of strangling her.
The centipede woman dashed right at him, jaws wide open, clenched and ready for the rough meat of a mortal boy. Inuyasha closed his eyes and wished desperately that he was just back home, back in his temple, and not smelling the disgusting breath of a demon. Damn centipede lady. This was just not the way he wanted to die! He stood with his eyes closed and his muscles tightened for minutes on end, but felt no teeth gnaw and break into his skin. No immense pain was followed. The boy peeked open one eyes and noted spears being thrown into the air, brown tight rope attached to them.
The ancient spears pierced and broke through the insect-like shield of the centipede's body, stabbing the disgusting woman and sending plum red blood everywhere. The spears stuck dutifully to their gigantic target and dragged the demon down hurriedly by the weight of several heavy soldier villagers. Inuyasha thanked god, the lords, the spirits, the villagers, whoever had allowed his life to go on and collasped on all fours, breathing thankfully oxygen. He had thought he'd never breath again. He was so close. The bright light was only just so far away.
"Alright!"
"Pull, men, pull!"
The villagers cries were like the sounds of angels singing and he sat back on the heel of his dustworn boots breathing in heavily. "S...saved" Inuyasha managed, trembling slightly as he managed to bring back his demeanor of abnormally being odd and stood up, brushing dirt and such from him as they wrangled the demon woman back to the floor with their rope spears. Inuyasha had to keep a eye out now. Had to. He wanted to help the people who had saved him from the foreboding death, but right now, he had just wanted to breath in the fresh afternoon air.
"Awe, now, Otaru. What a disgrace. Didn't think you could actually get worse..."
Inuyasha had almost forgotten the lovely demon woman who was perched at the base of the tree and wrapped in roots aplenty. When she had sneered to him, he was unfortunately reminded and turned around to be face to face to this enchanting confusing woman, who seemed to haven't made up her mind between the living and the dead. And she also seemed to revel in seeing people's lives go down the drain. And she had called him that -damn- name again!
"You!" his voice surprisingly came out as a growl, stepping on the roots to climb his way angrily over to her, glaring death gazes at the bright glittering blue eyes. Eyes of once more another demon. "I am not Otaru. I was never Otaru. And I will -never- be Otaru. Get it?" Angry spilled from his near death experiance and his temper broke once more in this land he just didn't understand at all. The cat woman starred right back at him, never wavering or breaking his gaze. Inuyasha stepped back for a moment the glares between the two intense. Usually when he shot someone this eye, they stepped away rather hurriedly. This demon was just starring and glaring right back at him.
"Don't toy with me, boy" she said in a almost gentle voice, as soft as the breeze, her blue eyes becoming slits from the anger she was releasing upon herself and him. "No other man has a scent as disgusting as yours...!" she spat at him her blue orbs racing up and down the image of Inuyasha's body, examining every piece of him. "I am not Otaru, dammit!" Inuyasha flung his hands out, hoping she got a better look at him. It was like being under a magnifying glass as the blue orbs never left her eyes off him. He could only hope this demon woman understood that he was no Otaru and was never planning to be this Otaru.
He was Inuyasha. And that was that.
Suddenley the cat woman's stature slowly changed as her slits slowly opened a bit wider and her eyebrows bent in slight confusion. She leaned back slightly, the anger and heistation ebbing away from the girl who kept a close eye on him. Realization seemed to have finally dawned on cat woman. "...Oh..." she whispered her small red lips creating a big circle to match with the words that had breezily fluttered from them. "You... your not... your not Otaru"
"Thank you!" Inuyasha grumbled, miffed beyond doubt. He was sick of being someone he wasn't and having something he didn't have. At least someone was starting to understand that. "I'm Inuyasha. In... u.... ya...sha..." he sounded out the syllables as if he was speaking to a child, his voice still owning a agitated tone. The wild thrashing sound of the demon centipede woman was still heard behind him but he was much more angered at the cat woman who was bound to his Sacred Tree. And he hadn't a clue why. All he knew right now was he practically wanted to kick her ass.
"No... you are who you say you are" The hanyou whispered lightly, leaning back as her hands unclasped lightly and both eyebrows raised slightly haughty. "Otaru was much more intelligent looking then you were. And he was definately more handsome. The differences are there" she gave a impish grin that looked even more beautiful on her face and Inuyasha shook his head at her. Oh, yeah. She was going down.
"AHHHHH!!!"
Yells enraptured the forest as the mortal and the demon looked back to see two of the brave villagers lash roughly to the ground, the spears of the ropes loose and in moments half of the centipede woman was free, the other half of the mangled body wildly thrashing around and keeping the other villagers tied up at the moment. "Awe, crap!" Inuyasha cried aloud hurriedly as the mortal-hunger demon crawled over with the use of three of her arms, the scent of demon blood everywhere capturing Inuyasha's senses. He blacked for a moment and the demon woman sent a clawed bloodied arm to clasp at his boot-hugged ankle.
"AH!" the boy yelped aloud as he was pulled back and his arms flew out and grasped whatever he could to keep him from going any farther. His hands reached for whatever was out there and closed around what had felt like two strands of silky hair tendrils. Inuyasha hung on to those two identical locks of hair for dear life as the demon centipede yanked with all her tremendous might.
He switched ways and saw he was yanking upon the cat woman's side locks that had framed her lovely face, which was distorted in horrid pain. "OW, OW, OW, OW, LEGGO!" the cat woman's caterwaul's echoed throughout the once empty forest, her screams painful to Inuyasha's over sensitive ears. "TELL THE DAMN DEMON TO LET GO OF ME!" he yelled right back into her face, not caring that it may rip off half her face at all. Inuyasha was planning to hang on to those lock of hairs for as long as he had too.
The villagers perked as the yells echoed through the caves and hollows of the deserted forest and they trembled as the recongized the voice of the one the feared and dreaded so long ago. "Lord Sesshomaru-sama, Lord Sesshomaru-sama! Kagome... she has...!" Rin raced from her position at the side of one of the lashing of the other half of the demon's body to her priest, her face pale and her pretty eyes wide. The priest had stopped from his spot of throwing the spears at their target, his clawed hand freezing as he clutched tightly to the wooden spear, eyeing the young woman, who was troubled and disturbed beyond hope.
"She has awoken" Sesshomaru finished his servant girl's sentence and his grasp clenched as the spear broke in two in his tight powerful hands. "But how so? That seal was suppose to be unbreakable. My brother never did foolish half spells. Why now?" he whispered in his monotone voice flicking a side lock out of his face and turned toward Rin, throwing aside the destroyed weapon.
Questions like those were not flittering through Inuyasha's head as he made sure to hold on tightly to the hairs of the cat demon, as the centipede woman crawled over inch by inch eagerly. Her grin went from one ear to another, pointed teeth distracting him from anything else, her eyeless face glistening with a sheen of sweat. "You... this body..." her grasp on his ankle tightened as she casually mentioned the mortal boy's body. "You are troublesommmmme... I shall gobble you all whole, Shikon no Tama and this body..." her hiss circled his soul and the grin made promise to her statement. Inuyasha grimaced and made a wild kick at her face, hitting the target straight on.
The cat woman's cries had suddenley stopped as her head snapped strongly and her attention was grabbed from the mortal boy who had the strange and utter resemblance to the deceased priest Otaru. The words 'Shikon no Tama' rang in her cat-like ears. Inuyasha made sure to keep his grasp tight on the silver hairs, his concern more upon his life rather then the words that was named for the sacred jewel of four souls.
Inuyasha felt his patience waver and he growled as he gave her another kick. "DAMMIT, LET GO!" he growled aloud as she made to slash at him and latch to him with her teeth, when the boy had shot his hand, releasing the cat demon for a moment, to shove it hurriedly into the centipede woman's face and push her strongly. As quick as everything else had happened to the mortal boy, a light flashed hurriedly from the palm of his hands,charging into his enemy's face and sending her flyng through the air, arms of her own flying every which way and Inuyasha released the cat demon, falling to the ground, to stare entirely shocked at the scene before him.
"Eh...?" Inuyasha mummured starring at his hand and licked his dry lips softly in quiet wonder. This had happened before. He remembered. The same light had pierced the demon when he had touched her on his travel down the trouble-making well. He grimaced as he looked down at his ankle, still in slight surprise, and saw the centipede woman's arm all by itself, the clutch now loose.
"Oh ... my..." one of the villagers whispered as Rin and Sesshomaru worked their way through the crowd that had gathered eyeing the scene distastefully.
Inuyasha looked at the end and sat still on the floor. How was it that he could do this? What did it mean? Confusion was gathered and grew in his mind and he shook his head hurriedly and wished that he could get all the answers to it. None of it made sense. None of it. He trembled at the power he held and breathed quickly when he saw the gaze the centipede woman had sent him from her spot in the dirt not to far from him. She hadn't died. She hadn't died from that blast... but all her arms had fallen like a rock from her body. No sense was made at -all- from this.
"You... bastard..." the centipede lady whispered through bloodied lips and sneered at him and as quick as Inuyasha had blasted her, the demon lady rushed forward without the use of her arms and dug her jagged teeth into the side of his chest. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" The teeth pierced into the skin, digging in deep into the flesh and the muscle of his side, blood spilling and staining his jacket and his shirt and everywhere. Pain overwhelmed the boy into numb state and he hadn't even realized it when a glazed look settled into his eyes and he was lifted from the ground in a angered frenzy of the centipede lady who had finally tasted the flesh of the mortal.
Inuyasha felt himself being slammed back into the ground and the horrid teeth released him from her painstaking grasp as it had finally gotten what it had been looking for. He had holes all in his body and blood had ceased from flowing through his viens but rather out of his body and into the fresh open air. His mind wavered and his stomach clenched as the scent of his own blood wafted through his senses. Inuyasha choked, heaving for oxygen and his eyesight wavered before him.
The centipede's chuckle echoed through out the forest as she eyed the treasure she had been looking for. In the puddle of bright red blood of the mortal boy, laid the round beautiful jewel known widely as the most powerful jewel of all time, the Shikon no Tama.
"Oh my... something's come from his belly, there" Rin caught the amazement from one of the villagers she had shoved by and blinked hurriedly towards Sesshomaru. "Lord Sesshomaru..." she whispered as they managed to shove their way to the head of the huge crowd. "... Its.... it's the Shikon no Tama...!" she gasped, her voice forced from her lips as she identified the iridescent glimmer of the sacred jewel.
"Uh..." Inuyasha felt the words spill from his lips almost like the his red blood pouring from his body. Unconsciously bleeding, he thumped to the side of his Sacred Tree's roots, resting his direly injured body. Holes in ones self was definately a dire situation. Especially when there was something in -his- body before the incident. His soft eyes, glazed and blurry as they were, starred unnessiscarily at his pool of blood before the wretched she-demon and could not help but notice the glimmering jewel clutched in the spoiled demon's grasp.
'That... That came from inside of me?!' the light thought managed to flutter through his pained brain and he winced softly, thoughts of confusion congregating into one big knot in his head. This wasn't possible. This wasn't logical. But yet, here he was.' In the Fuedal Era of my country, where demons and she-demons roamed and jewels were hidden in people who looked strangely like a deceased and well loved priest. How lovely'.
It was comforting that he could at least keep sarcasm in his last moments of life.
"Yesss... it was in your body, as I had supposed... yesss..." the hiss drawled through the air and absorbed into Inuyasha's eardrums. "This jewel... now it finally is in my grasp!" Inuyasha groaned as he succumbed to a wave of horridous pain from his side. Finally, the she-demon had what she had wanted. After ripping his entire side of his stomach almost off and puncturing them with enough holes like swiss cheese. He was going to kill that demon with his bare bloody hands if he had to.
"That ball... is mine"
The small yet stubborn voice broke through the villagers cries, Inuyasha's groans, and Centipede Lady's hisses of obvious enjoyment. Inuyasha peered up despite his bloody mess and eyed the picture of all evil. The lovely cat woman looked calm and brutal, wrapped in her blanket of tree roots and eyed the jewel, greed in her sapphire blue eyes. "Eh?" he frowned, the feature seeming to become permenant on his face. He'd wonder if he'd ever smile again. Hopefully, he would before he died.
"Hand it over. I am making this simple for you. It can get worse" her demeanor stayed calm and she had almost... a pleasent look on her porcelian demon face, her grin impish to the eyes. The centipede woman raised an slight attention to the cat girl and hung to the jewel by the fanged necklace. Her look was of high amusement, if her face can ever withhold a look without the glimmer of eyes. Inuyasha eyed this hastily and cursed the cat girl for ever speaking allowed.
The demon rushed forward an enraged moment capturing her and scooped up the poor injured mortal boy in her slithery grasp. She wiggled swiftly to the side of the sacred tree and managed to pin the bloody Inuyasha against the rooted prison of the cat demon girl, wrapping her centipede like body around them. 'This is all a game to her', Inuyasha realized as he squirmed in panic and pain, awfully close to the beautiful calm demon woman. ' This is just playtime for the bitch....'
"Khe he he... I've heard of you. The brat who is also after the Shikon no Tama... The half youkai.... indeed... That must be you" the demon's muscles held tightly and gave a dreaded squeeze pulling the two quite different beings together in a wrap of death. Inuyasha felt his face cringe in the pain he was drowning in and felt his hatred grow for the cat woman, despite her amazing beauty. She just sat in her lair, her eyes piercing everywhere but his, almost disillusioned to his battered state. No emotion but anger and hatred was painted on her face. Not even a slight hint of worry of his blood touching her fazed her.
'And a half-youkai?! What the -hell- is that?!!' he grumbled in his agitated thoughts as the girl tried to position her head away from his chest, her blue eyes never meeting his. "Don't mess with me, Mistress Centpiede. I am more then what I seem. When I fight seriously... you are just a ball of trash to me" her voice was light and mocking, thrown in the air as bait. Inuyasha had the first feeling of slapping a woman. And truthfully, it wasn't all that bad of a feeling, like energy being shot through his pain-flooding limbs. She was just going to get him killed even quicker.
"Will you shut it, lady! You want to get us eaten faster!" the yell spiraled from his lips rudely before he could even catch himself, the words and emotions taking over before he could do much of anything. It was also like it didn't matter. The idiot woman hadn't even perked her ears to his direction. Looking like someone... this Otaru seemed to get her awfully agiatated.
Finally she looked up, piercing her long unending gaze at him. Moments passed and Inuyasha couldn't even hear the dry chuckling of the centipede woman in the background. Something about this cat woman... there was something in those eyes when she looked at him. Hurt. Betrayal. Pain. It was layered and deep and it glimmered heartbreakingly every time she glanced at him.
Inuyasha felt himself voulantarily shudder as the centipede woman insisted on pushing him harder around Kagome Hanyou and he was almost to the point where he could rest his chin atop her head. At least, he was finally broken from that gaze of hurt that suddenley had taken a javelin and had thrust into his heart.
Something was different about this girl. Very different.
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PHEW!!!
~Pandora Rose