Part two of Christmassy gift! ^-^ Inuyasha confronts the symbol of his past, his uncle Kagetoki! ......Or something like that.. how badly cliche!! T.T;;;;;; Anyway! I hope you enjoy~
PS, To resident Sesshie lovers: Find something beat on or maim painfully when you're finished with this chapter because you will be very, very... VERY, so-absolutely, unforgivably, indescribably (okie maybe Im overdoing it) NOT happy with me. In fact Im thinking somewhere along the lines of waking up Christmas morning with 10,000 venomous reviews/death threats in my mailbox. Just a warning!
Disclaimer: No, I don't. That's all that needs to be said.
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To Be With You Tomorrow
Part Nine :: Revenge
Chapter Thirty-Two :: Hellfire
"That's it..."
Kagome, Miroku, Sango and Kohaku looked up over the huge den, the gates looming over them. The family crest, the red ruby, was centered on the gates, and the palace itself was set into the mountainface. It was beautiful, very old and classic, and archaic. Despite that, all Kagome could think about was how cruel the people just over this threshold had been to Tama and Inuyasha, and she decided outright that she disliked them immensely.
Sango was also in awe at the beauty of the old place. "It really is amazing! You used to live here, Inuyasha?"
"Well, yeah," he said, sounding as though he really didn't want to admit that. Tanpopo looked at the hanyou. "Hey, Inu no ahou, if your father was a taisho and your mother was a himesama, doesn't that make you a oujisama?"
Inuyasha growled lowly. "Apparently not if you're only fucking half," he muttered under his breath, and Kagome gave his hand a squeeze. He looked at her sideways before taking a deep breath and marching forward as if nothing was wrong.
At the gate, the two inuyoukai guards Kiyoshi and Takemura stood watch, their arms crossed over their chests defiantly. Inuyasha winced inwardly, the memories of his childhood obviously reminding him that these two could be nasty if angered.
Mentally he kicked himself. *Get a grip, you're not two years old anymore. You're the same damn size as they are now.*
"State your name and business," Kiyoshi began, but narrowed his eyes scrutinizingly when he saw Inuyasha. He snorted when he recognized him. "Figures. The bitch shows up, the other halfling's gonna come trailing in like a turd hanging off her butt."
"You haven't changed a bit, you fucking brat; still sniveling after your sister." Takemura snarled and Miroku and Sango exchanged a glance. "Oh boy," the houshi whispered, "Doesn't look like these two think too highly of Inuyasha."
"Miroku-sama, could you be any more obvious?"
"If I tried."
"Where the hell's my sister you bastards?" Inuyasha snarled, the apprehension he'd been feeling for the past day or two have stewed itself into pure anger. Of course there was also that other feeling, like he had to throw up, and that wasn't making him feel very friendly either.
"That stupid wench's still in there," Takemura jeered, "But it's bad enough she's here. We're not letting you wander in and defile our home too, so why don't you just get the hell out of our sight, and maybe we won't think of having to beat the shit out of you again."
"Yeah, remember what that felt like, pup?" Kiyoshi sneered, reaching out and swiping one of Inuyasha's sensitive ears and slicing the base with one claw. Kagome gasped his name softly. The hanyou winced, twisting carefully to release his ear without tearing the wound open more, and punching at Kiyoshi at the same time. He clipped the older demon's jaw.
Kiyoshi looked stunned that Inuyasha had actually struck back, and Takemura was laughing out loud at the fact that Kiyoshi had gotten clipped by the hanyou when Inuyasha punched Takemura solidly in the nose. When the older demon pulled away, his nose was practically caved in, blood spewing all over the place. Inuyasha glared at them, "Bastards."
"Inuyasha, are you alright?" Kagome cried, reaching up to touch his wounded ear and the hanyou winced again. "It's fine." Kagome bit her lip, knowing it probably hurt more than he put on; the appendage in question was still folded back against Inuyasha's hair, as if shielding itself. His other ear drooped also, as if simply out of agony.
Kiyoshi cursed. "You little brat!"
Inuyasha's eyes turned to ice. "Do I LOOK like a little boy to you? I'm not gonna fucking stand there and let you beat on me like I used to, idiots. Where the hell is my sister?"
"Inuyasha!"
The group looked up from the beaten down guards to the owner of the new voice, and Inuyasha relaxed slightly. She wasn't hurt. "Tama!"
"Inuyasha... what the hell are you doing here?" she trailed, her voice sounding more disappointed that he had come than surprised. Behind her they noticed the third inuyoukai who appeared, and Inuyasha bristled at the sight of his uncle. "Kagetoki, you bastard..."
The lord said nothing to Inuyasha's greeting, he only looked over towards the group of friends the hanyou had brought. Four humans and two youkai children.
"I see you inherited the love of humans that my elder brother had." Kagetoki said monotonously, "These are the 'precious friends' Tama did not wish to harm?"
Tama's affirmative was lost over Inuyasha's venomous reply of "What the fuck do you care?" and Kagetoki lifted his eyes to meet his nephew's for the first time. He was slightly surprised by the image the hanyou made. Sesshoumaru was the eldest son, the only true youkai, and yet Inuyasha, a mere half-breed, looked more like their father than his elder brother did.
With the exception of the lack of elfin ears and his tail, Inuyasha was a mirror image of his father. They had the same wide yellow eyes, the same coarse silver hair. Unlike Sesshoumaru and Kagetoki who seemed more refined, Inuyasha and Inutaisho had been rebels, mischievous and unpredictable. It was so nostalgic for the older youkai that he almost lost himself and embraced his nephew.
He regained composure in record time and straightened his shoulders. "Inuyasha, I assume you have trekked from Musashi to come here, and seeing how quickly you arrived you must not have stopped often. Would you and your friends like to come in, I'm sure you all are tired. Being..." he paused, trying to think of the word that would make it sound less derogatory, "Mortal, as they are."
"But, my lord!" Takemura gurgled through his bloody nose, and Kagetoki glared at him. He silenced instantly, and Kagetoki turned back to Inuyasha.
The group was wary as Kagetoki had expected them to be, Inuyasha especially. The elder inuyoukai sighed. "I do not expect you to trust me, surely not after the way you grew up. It is my fault; as the heir to the family name and my brother's successor it was my duty to protect you and your sister and I did not. I do not intend to even try to make up for it, but I wish at least that you would let me apologize."
Inuyasha's face contorted angrily, and he cursed, sounding like it was more directed at the very air than it was at Kagetoki. And then he turned to his uncle. "Are you fucking stupid? After everything, you still want to apologize?! Why couldn't you have done this when I was a child and couldn't take care of myself?!! Back when I needed someone to give a shit about me?!"
He spun, taking Kagome's hand and stomping away. "You can burn in Hell for all I care! You and every other relative I have. The only family I care about is with me."
Kagetoki narrowed his eyes, watching his nephew's disappearing form. "Inuyasha."
The girl with him tugged on his hand, and Inuyasha stopped, but only after she did. She turned to face Kagetoki, her eyes sad and pitying, and she lowered her head. Inuyasha refused to turn, but Kagetoki was determined to get what he needed to say said, and so he spoke to Inuyasha's back. "I am sorry. I'm not apologizing for the sake of my brother, or for my love of my brother who against all odds loved your mother."
The inuyoukai looked down, avoiding the eyes of the other humans with his nephew. "I was still very young when my brother married your mother, and it was shameful in my eyes for someone of such high standard to marry a human and allow that to... dirty our bloodline. But it was only after he was gone, after he had died for you and your mother, that I realized how stupid I was... I have tried my best to live the best kind of life my brother would have."
Kagetoki lifted his head again and took a deep breath. "I wanted you to know that... I hold you in very high regards. And if you want them, your lands.. your inheritance... awaits you, Inuyasha-oujisama."
Inuyasha's ears twitched. The others also seemed to understand what this meant, and the female with the huge boomerang weapon gasped slightly.
Inuyasha swallowed. "I grew up in the forests, Kagetoki; living in a palace wouldn't suit me. Sorry, but.. no thanks. Keep them for my brother."
Kagetoki lowered his head. "I understand. Then, goodbye, Inuyasha."
The hanyou nodded and gave his female's hand a tug, and she followed obediently, the other three humans following suit. Tama exchanged glances with her uncle before also following after them.
Kagetoki watched them go with a bland expression.
~*~
"Sesshoumaru-sama?"
Rin looked up from picking flowers, roused from her playful singing by Jaken's grainy voice. The little underling was staring wide-eyed up at their lord, looking oddly at the taller inuyoukai.
Sesshoumaru looked bored as usual, but there was a wariness to his boredom, as if he sensed something out of place. Calmly the lord walked towards the trees, passing Rin and standing in front of her protectively as he drew Toukijin and sliced the trees apart.
The creature, irked at having been found, leapt from in front of the lord and flipped behind him, and Sesshoumaru turned his head. "Who are you," he demanded, and the wolf-demon grinned.
"I'm Genrou. I don't know if you remember, being so high and mighty, but your father, Inutaisho, killed my father, Haruroumaru."
Sesshoumaru almost, ALMOST face-vaulted into the dirt. Mentally he was trying to stifle a chuckle.
Which obviously meant this idiot was hilarious, if the inuyoukai lord Sesshoumaru was trying not to laugh.
"Killed is an understatement. My father slaughtered that fool of a father you had. What does that have to do with me? You wish to battle me for revenge?" Sesshoumaru asked, and Genrou narrowed his eyes, his hand leveling on the hilt of the katana at his hip. "That and I've been hired by Torou-sama to slay you in revenge for his mother's death."
At this Sesshoumaru raised one eyebrow. He stood straight, once again stepping forward in front of Rin, who was just watching calmly. "How foolish is this man for whom you work? He doesn't take his own revenge?"
Genrou shrugged. "I don't care, if it makes him happy, makes me happy. I just wanna see your head sitting on a stake outside my home, for the death of my father!" He unsheathed the sword with a metallic *scwhang!* and crouched low into a stance.
Sesshoumaru turned to Genrou completely, facing the younger man. "Jaken," he said, "Take Rin and get back."
"Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama."
As the little peon tugged at Rin, taking to girl to safety, Genrou laughed aloud. "Oh, I'm getting the unimpeded Sesshoumaru? All your strength of will? So much that you tell your daughter to step back?"
Sesshoumaru smirked. "It will not take even 10% of my strength to defeat a worm like you. Simply that I prefer not stepping on Rin in the process."
Genrou growled low, his face crinkling in anger. "I hate you! I hate you and that face that so resembles your fucking father! That face and that smirk!! I'll kill you with my father's sword~!" He took to the air, his sword ready, "DIE SESSHOUMARU~!"
Swiftly and calmly Sesshoumaru stepped aside, leaving Genrou to cut into the dirt with the sword kenatsu. A spray of rocks and gravel flew up into the air, and the wolf-demon spun on him, swiping at him. Sesshoumaru smoothly tipped his head, and then spun, sweeping Toukijin underneath Genrou's leg.
"Is that the best your father's sword can do?!"
"Shut up, dog! You'll see what this Chishibukiga my father left me can do!!" Nimbly dodging Sesshoumaru's demon sword, the brown-clad demon kicked out, catching the inuyoukai lord on the shoulder. Sesshoumaru flew back, skidding across the ground. He lifted his face, not hurt, but rather irritated.
*This fool has Shikon shards,* he noticed, *He seems one of those who does not wish to take revenge with his own strength, simply seeing me dead would give him pleasure. No one would miss him if I sent such a fool to the other world.*
Suddenly Sesshoumaru noticed an ethereal light glowing around Genrou. The light began to take shape, forming a person. Instantly Sesshoumaru recognized the person he saw.
An older man, with long straight black hair. A wolf-demon as well, and his right eye was green instead of the usual youkai blue.
"Haruroumaru..." Sesshoumaru realized, and Genrou lifted one hand in front of him, the ghostly apparition behind him doing the same. In that hand, a small ball, about the size of his fist, materialized, glowing a bright red-orange. Genrou laughed maniacally.
"You're about to see it, Sesshoumaru! The power of the underworld, the darkness that every ghost condemned to Hell gains...!! THIS was my father's last gift to me, the item that I inherited, and that my son shall inherit!" With the Chishibukiga, Genrou made a downward slash through the ball, and it glowed even brighter when he did so. "HELLFIRE!"
The ball exploded outward, expanding to double its original size, and a blast of flames shot from the wolf-demon's hand, so quickly that even Sesshoumaru had to gasp.
Rin and Jaken cried out his name in shock when Sesshoumaru was engulfed in the flames. Jaken, to his credit, clutched onto Rin when the little girl tried to run towards their lord. Abruptly, the fire was sucked back into the ball, and the glow died down.
It was a few moments until Rin could see the evil wolf-demon through the smoke, and she still couldn't see Sesshoumaru. Her eyes locked on the tall brown-clad monster as he sheathed his sword, and the ball disappeared.
Genrou took a few steps forward, nudging Sesshoumaru's body with his toe. The inuyoukai didn't move, his eyes closed, charred and bloody wounds staining his elegant robes. Genrou snorted.
"Dropped dead, huh?"
Rin screamed and ran to him, curling into Sesshoumaru's tail, gently shaking the youkai's shoulder, burying her tear-stained face into the bloody fur. Jaken seemed in a blunt shock, as if unable to grasp the image of Sesshoumaru dead on the ground.
Genrou smirked. "Good night, sweet prince."
~*~
The white youkai walked forward quietly, her coal-black eyes centered on nothing as she mutely headed further into the cave. In her arms was a small mirror, a single large crack splitting the glassy face of the item. Over her shoulders she carried a pack; a new dress wrapped carefully inside.
As she reached the back of the cave, the kaleidoscoped image of the mirror created a black-haired woman. Her hair was long and loose about her shoulders, her wounded body nude as she hung against the wall in suspended animation. At her feet was a torn and battered fan.
A large nasty scar traced its way from her shoulder, between her breasts, down her stomach and over one thigh. The white youkai walked forward and gently touched the taller woman's chest, over the scar.
In her normal monotone, the white youkai said softly, "You've slept long enough. It is time to wake up."
Red eyes snapped open.
~*~ To be continued ~*~
a/n :: ::hides from Aile Anna:: Hey, uhm, Anna?? That thing with Sesshie?? ::ducks flying sink:: Gyaa! I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry!!
Gomen ne minna (especially resident Sesshie lovers) it's just part of the setup!!! In the words of Timon, PLEEEEEEEASE don't eat me. I promise I'll make it better in another chapter!! Might not be the next one but hey.. ::all reviewers charge:: ~AAAAAAAAH~~~~~~!
A-anyhoo... I have questions!! Can anybody guess who white youkai #1 and red-eyed woman #1 could be? Hm? Hm? MUA HA HA! I am bad. Im a bad bad girl.
More questions! Guess what came out December 20th in Japan? (Inuyasha movie 3) Guess who didn't get to see it? (Me) Guess who made up her own version of Sesshie and Inu's father because she didnt get to see the movie? (Me again) So. I have my own little image of Inutaisho, due to the fact I wrote a story about him and Inu's mother awhile back and I needed a mental image. So I made it up. No killing of the author.
Review please ^-^
(extra note: Chishibukiga means blood-spraying fang)
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~Tessen
PS, To resident Sesshie lovers: Find something beat on or maim painfully when you're finished with this chapter because you will be very, very... VERY, so-absolutely, unforgivably, indescribably (okie maybe Im overdoing it) NOT happy with me. In fact Im thinking somewhere along the lines of waking up Christmas morning with 10,000 venomous reviews/death threats in my mailbox. Just a warning!
Disclaimer: No, I don't. That's all that needs to be said.
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To Be With You Tomorrow
Part Nine :: Revenge
Chapter Thirty-Two :: Hellfire
"That's it..."
Kagome, Miroku, Sango and Kohaku looked up over the huge den, the gates looming over them. The family crest, the red ruby, was centered on the gates, and the palace itself was set into the mountainface. It was beautiful, very old and classic, and archaic. Despite that, all Kagome could think about was how cruel the people just over this threshold had been to Tama and Inuyasha, and she decided outright that she disliked them immensely.
Sango was also in awe at the beauty of the old place. "It really is amazing! You used to live here, Inuyasha?"
"Well, yeah," he said, sounding as though he really didn't want to admit that. Tanpopo looked at the hanyou. "Hey, Inu no ahou, if your father was a taisho and your mother was a himesama, doesn't that make you a oujisama?"
Inuyasha growled lowly. "Apparently not if you're only fucking half," he muttered under his breath, and Kagome gave his hand a squeeze. He looked at her sideways before taking a deep breath and marching forward as if nothing was wrong.
At the gate, the two inuyoukai guards Kiyoshi and Takemura stood watch, their arms crossed over their chests defiantly. Inuyasha winced inwardly, the memories of his childhood obviously reminding him that these two could be nasty if angered.
Mentally he kicked himself. *Get a grip, you're not two years old anymore. You're the same damn size as they are now.*
"State your name and business," Kiyoshi began, but narrowed his eyes scrutinizingly when he saw Inuyasha. He snorted when he recognized him. "Figures. The bitch shows up, the other halfling's gonna come trailing in like a turd hanging off her butt."
"You haven't changed a bit, you fucking brat; still sniveling after your sister." Takemura snarled and Miroku and Sango exchanged a glance. "Oh boy," the houshi whispered, "Doesn't look like these two think too highly of Inuyasha."
"Miroku-sama, could you be any more obvious?"
"If I tried."
"Where the hell's my sister you bastards?" Inuyasha snarled, the apprehension he'd been feeling for the past day or two have stewed itself into pure anger. Of course there was also that other feeling, like he had to throw up, and that wasn't making him feel very friendly either.
"That stupid wench's still in there," Takemura jeered, "But it's bad enough she's here. We're not letting you wander in and defile our home too, so why don't you just get the hell out of our sight, and maybe we won't think of having to beat the shit out of you again."
"Yeah, remember what that felt like, pup?" Kiyoshi sneered, reaching out and swiping one of Inuyasha's sensitive ears and slicing the base with one claw. Kagome gasped his name softly. The hanyou winced, twisting carefully to release his ear without tearing the wound open more, and punching at Kiyoshi at the same time. He clipped the older demon's jaw.
Kiyoshi looked stunned that Inuyasha had actually struck back, and Takemura was laughing out loud at the fact that Kiyoshi had gotten clipped by the hanyou when Inuyasha punched Takemura solidly in the nose. When the older demon pulled away, his nose was practically caved in, blood spewing all over the place. Inuyasha glared at them, "Bastards."
"Inuyasha, are you alright?" Kagome cried, reaching up to touch his wounded ear and the hanyou winced again. "It's fine." Kagome bit her lip, knowing it probably hurt more than he put on; the appendage in question was still folded back against Inuyasha's hair, as if shielding itself. His other ear drooped also, as if simply out of agony.
Kiyoshi cursed. "You little brat!"
Inuyasha's eyes turned to ice. "Do I LOOK like a little boy to you? I'm not gonna fucking stand there and let you beat on me like I used to, idiots. Where the hell is my sister?"
"Inuyasha!"
The group looked up from the beaten down guards to the owner of the new voice, and Inuyasha relaxed slightly. She wasn't hurt. "Tama!"
"Inuyasha... what the hell are you doing here?" she trailed, her voice sounding more disappointed that he had come than surprised. Behind her they noticed the third inuyoukai who appeared, and Inuyasha bristled at the sight of his uncle. "Kagetoki, you bastard..."
The lord said nothing to Inuyasha's greeting, he only looked over towards the group of friends the hanyou had brought. Four humans and two youkai children.
"I see you inherited the love of humans that my elder brother had." Kagetoki said monotonously, "These are the 'precious friends' Tama did not wish to harm?"
Tama's affirmative was lost over Inuyasha's venomous reply of "What the fuck do you care?" and Kagetoki lifted his eyes to meet his nephew's for the first time. He was slightly surprised by the image the hanyou made. Sesshoumaru was the eldest son, the only true youkai, and yet Inuyasha, a mere half-breed, looked more like their father than his elder brother did.
With the exception of the lack of elfin ears and his tail, Inuyasha was a mirror image of his father. They had the same wide yellow eyes, the same coarse silver hair. Unlike Sesshoumaru and Kagetoki who seemed more refined, Inuyasha and Inutaisho had been rebels, mischievous and unpredictable. It was so nostalgic for the older youkai that he almost lost himself and embraced his nephew.
He regained composure in record time and straightened his shoulders. "Inuyasha, I assume you have trekked from Musashi to come here, and seeing how quickly you arrived you must not have stopped often. Would you and your friends like to come in, I'm sure you all are tired. Being..." he paused, trying to think of the word that would make it sound less derogatory, "Mortal, as they are."
"But, my lord!" Takemura gurgled through his bloody nose, and Kagetoki glared at him. He silenced instantly, and Kagetoki turned back to Inuyasha.
The group was wary as Kagetoki had expected them to be, Inuyasha especially. The elder inuyoukai sighed. "I do not expect you to trust me, surely not after the way you grew up. It is my fault; as the heir to the family name and my brother's successor it was my duty to protect you and your sister and I did not. I do not intend to even try to make up for it, but I wish at least that you would let me apologize."
Inuyasha's face contorted angrily, and he cursed, sounding like it was more directed at the very air than it was at Kagetoki. And then he turned to his uncle. "Are you fucking stupid? After everything, you still want to apologize?! Why couldn't you have done this when I was a child and couldn't take care of myself?!! Back when I needed someone to give a shit about me?!"
He spun, taking Kagome's hand and stomping away. "You can burn in Hell for all I care! You and every other relative I have. The only family I care about is with me."
Kagetoki narrowed his eyes, watching his nephew's disappearing form. "Inuyasha."
The girl with him tugged on his hand, and Inuyasha stopped, but only after she did. She turned to face Kagetoki, her eyes sad and pitying, and she lowered her head. Inuyasha refused to turn, but Kagetoki was determined to get what he needed to say said, and so he spoke to Inuyasha's back. "I am sorry. I'm not apologizing for the sake of my brother, or for my love of my brother who against all odds loved your mother."
The inuyoukai looked down, avoiding the eyes of the other humans with his nephew. "I was still very young when my brother married your mother, and it was shameful in my eyes for someone of such high standard to marry a human and allow that to... dirty our bloodline. But it was only after he was gone, after he had died for you and your mother, that I realized how stupid I was... I have tried my best to live the best kind of life my brother would have."
Kagetoki lifted his head again and took a deep breath. "I wanted you to know that... I hold you in very high regards. And if you want them, your lands.. your inheritance... awaits you, Inuyasha-oujisama."
Inuyasha's ears twitched. The others also seemed to understand what this meant, and the female with the huge boomerang weapon gasped slightly.
Inuyasha swallowed. "I grew up in the forests, Kagetoki; living in a palace wouldn't suit me. Sorry, but.. no thanks. Keep them for my brother."
Kagetoki lowered his head. "I understand. Then, goodbye, Inuyasha."
The hanyou nodded and gave his female's hand a tug, and she followed obediently, the other three humans following suit. Tama exchanged glances with her uncle before also following after them.
Kagetoki watched them go with a bland expression.
~*~
"Sesshoumaru-sama?"
Rin looked up from picking flowers, roused from her playful singing by Jaken's grainy voice. The little underling was staring wide-eyed up at their lord, looking oddly at the taller inuyoukai.
Sesshoumaru looked bored as usual, but there was a wariness to his boredom, as if he sensed something out of place. Calmly the lord walked towards the trees, passing Rin and standing in front of her protectively as he drew Toukijin and sliced the trees apart.
The creature, irked at having been found, leapt from in front of the lord and flipped behind him, and Sesshoumaru turned his head. "Who are you," he demanded, and the wolf-demon grinned.
"I'm Genrou. I don't know if you remember, being so high and mighty, but your father, Inutaisho, killed my father, Haruroumaru."
Sesshoumaru almost, ALMOST face-vaulted into the dirt. Mentally he was trying to stifle a chuckle.
Which obviously meant this idiot was hilarious, if the inuyoukai lord Sesshoumaru was trying not to laugh.
"Killed is an understatement. My father slaughtered that fool of a father you had. What does that have to do with me? You wish to battle me for revenge?" Sesshoumaru asked, and Genrou narrowed his eyes, his hand leveling on the hilt of the katana at his hip. "That and I've been hired by Torou-sama to slay you in revenge for his mother's death."
At this Sesshoumaru raised one eyebrow. He stood straight, once again stepping forward in front of Rin, who was just watching calmly. "How foolish is this man for whom you work? He doesn't take his own revenge?"
Genrou shrugged. "I don't care, if it makes him happy, makes me happy. I just wanna see your head sitting on a stake outside my home, for the death of my father!" He unsheathed the sword with a metallic *scwhang!* and crouched low into a stance.
Sesshoumaru turned to Genrou completely, facing the younger man. "Jaken," he said, "Take Rin and get back."
"Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama."
As the little peon tugged at Rin, taking to girl to safety, Genrou laughed aloud. "Oh, I'm getting the unimpeded Sesshoumaru? All your strength of will? So much that you tell your daughter to step back?"
Sesshoumaru smirked. "It will not take even 10% of my strength to defeat a worm like you. Simply that I prefer not stepping on Rin in the process."
Genrou growled low, his face crinkling in anger. "I hate you! I hate you and that face that so resembles your fucking father! That face and that smirk!! I'll kill you with my father's sword~!" He took to the air, his sword ready, "DIE SESSHOUMARU~!"
Swiftly and calmly Sesshoumaru stepped aside, leaving Genrou to cut into the dirt with the sword kenatsu. A spray of rocks and gravel flew up into the air, and the wolf-demon spun on him, swiping at him. Sesshoumaru smoothly tipped his head, and then spun, sweeping Toukijin underneath Genrou's leg.
"Is that the best your father's sword can do?!"
"Shut up, dog! You'll see what this Chishibukiga my father left me can do!!" Nimbly dodging Sesshoumaru's demon sword, the brown-clad demon kicked out, catching the inuyoukai lord on the shoulder. Sesshoumaru flew back, skidding across the ground. He lifted his face, not hurt, but rather irritated.
*This fool has Shikon shards,* he noticed, *He seems one of those who does not wish to take revenge with his own strength, simply seeing me dead would give him pleasure. No one would miss him if I sent such a fool to the other world.*
Suddenly Sesshoumaru noticed an ethereal light glowing around Genrou. The light began to take shape, forming a person. Instantly Sesshoumaru recognized the person he saw.
An older man, with long straight black hair. A wolf-demon as well, and his right eye was green instead of the usual youkai blue.
"Haruroumaru..." Sesshoumaru realized, and Genrou lifted one hand in front of him, the ghostly apparition behind him doing the same. In that hand, a small ball, about the size of his fist, materialized, glowing a bright red-orange. Genrou laughed maniacally.
"You're about to see it, Sesshoumaru! The power of the underworld, the darkness that every ghost condemned to Hell gains...!! THIS was my father's last gift to me, the item that I inherited, and that my son shall inherit!" With the Chishibukiga, Genrou made a downward slash through the ball, and it glowed even brighter when he did so. "HELLFIRE!"
The ball exploded outward, expanding to double its original size, and a blast of flames shot from the wolf-demon's hand, so quickly that even Sesshoumaru had to gasp.
Rin and Jaken cried out his name in shock when Sesshoumaru was engulfed in the flames. Jaken, to his credit, clutched onto Rin when the little girl tried to run towards their lord. Abruptly, the fire was sucked back into the ball, and the glow died down.
It was a few moments until Rin could see the evil wolf-demon through the smoke, and she still couldn't see Sesshoumaru. Her eyes locked on the tall brown-clad monster as he sheathed his sword, and the ball disappeared.
Genrou took a few steps forward, nudging Sesshoumaru's body with his toe. The inuyoukai didn't move, his eyes closed, charred and bloody wounds staining his elegant robes. Genrou snorted.
"Dropped dead, huh?"
Rin screamed and ran to him, curling into Sesshoumaru's tail, gently shaking the youkai's shoulder, burying her tear-stained face into the bloody fur. Jaken seemed in a blunt shock, as if unable to grasp the image of Sesshoumaru dead on the ground.
Genrou smirked. "Good night, sweet prince."
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The white youkai walked forward quietly, her coal-black eyes centered on nothing as she mutely headed further into the cave. In her arms was a small mirror, a single large crack splitting the glassy face of the item. Over her shoulders she carried a pack; a new dress wrapped carefully inside.
As she reached the back of the cave, the kaleidoscoped image of the mirror created a black-haired woman. Her hair was long and loose about her shoulders, her wounded body nude as she hung against the wall in suspended animation. At her feet was a torn and battered fan.
A large nasty scar traced its way from her shoulder, between her breasts, down her stomach and over one thigh. The white youkai walked forward and gently touched the taller woman's chest, over the scar.
In her normal monotone, the white youkai said softly, "You've slept long enough. It is time to wake up."
Red eyes snapped open.
~*~ To be continued ~*~
a/n :: ::hides from Aile Anna:: Hey, uhm, Anna?? That thing with Sesshie?? ::ducks flying sink:: Gyaa! I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry!!
Gomen ne minna (especially resident Sesshie lovers) it's just part of the setup!!! In the words of Timon, PLEEEEEEEASE don't eat me. I promise I'll make it better in another chapter!! Might not be the next one but hey.. ::all reviewers charge:: ~AAAAAAAAH~~~~~~!
A-anyhoo... I have questions!! Can anybody guess who white youkai #1 and red-eyed woman #1 could be? Hm? Hm? MUA HA HA! I am bad. Im a bad bad girl.
More questions! Guess what came out December 20th in Japan? (Inuyasha movie 3) Guess who didn't get to see it? (Me) Guess who made up her own version of Sesshie and Inu's father because she didnt get to see the movie? (Me again) So. I have my own little image of Inutaisho, due to the fact I wrote a story about him and Inu's mother awhile back and I needed a mental image. So I made it up. No killing of the author.
Review please ^-^
(extra note: Chishibukiga means blood-spraying fang)
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~Tessen