Ok I know this chapter is going to be a little slow so I did a double upload!!!! Sorry to everyone I've kept waiting. I've had comp problems and it's a little discouraging when you don't get that many reviews hint hint so Enjoy!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Inuyasha. I do own the plot though
Three years had past since that fateful night and much had changed. Inutaisho vanished after that night, along with the human nobles whom the Generals chased out. Sesshoumaru cried harder than anything the day after, finally realizing his mother was gone and his father ran away. For a 5 year old, demon or human, this is simply too much to deal with. Inutaisho lost almost all his eldest son that night.
The lords and ladies from the neighboring lands remained in the Western Lands to help sort everything out. It was decided Kohano, Sesshoumaru's uncle, would take control over the west until Sesshoumaru was old enough to become lord. It was also decided that Sesshoumaru would spend one year with every lord to be trained in different fields of battle.
When he was six, his first year of training began with Hiryo and Kisha, wolf demons and Lord and Lady of the south. There he learned self control and how to hide all emotions from your enemy. It was believed that your emotions betrayed your plan of attack. Sesshoumaru also learned mind defense, so if anyone tried to use magic or illusions against him, they would not prevail. Hiryo and Kisha were quite proud when he left them, even though he still need to work on perfecting his mind defenses. After all, he was only seven at this point.
Next he went to the east to learn hand-to-hand combat with the cat demons Uingu and Sutassafiai. This was probably the hardest year of training. Lord Uingu trained the young prince like he would a well-experienced general. Sesshoumaru left that year with the ability to sense anyone around him for miles and could beat Uingu and Sutassafiai in combat.
His third year of training at eight years old was with the snake Lord and Lady of the North, Ronan and Aranami. Ronan taught him sword fight, something Sesshoumaru mastered perfectly within the first two months. Aranami spent the rest of the time teaching Sesshoumaru about the fine arts such as classic artwork, poetry, literature works, and songs. Sesshoumaru would admit it to no one, but it was obvious these topics intrigued him. It was guessed he loved them so much because their beauty and grace reminded him of his mother. They were sad to see Sesshoumaru leave but proud of what he had achieved.
Now, three years after his mother's death, Sesshoumaru was returning to the west to learn negotiation skills and proper etiquette from his uncle. He took his time getting home because he dreaded what he was learning next. 'And why shouldn't I take my time?' he often argued with himself, 'who would want to learn proper etiquette.' He was still only nine years old even though he was quite skilled and mature. But it's funny how youkai age, they grow rapidly within the first 10 years of there life to the point the look late teens, then stop for a good 40 years of so. Yet despite his outward appearance of no emotions, he was quite happy and one could tell by his walk. He was going home, he was as strong if not stronger than demon reaching 100 years of age, and he didn't have to see his father. For all Sesshoumaru cared his father could be dead. He was nothing but a traitor and could never be forgiven in the young lord's eyes. He wished to never see him again. Unfortunately, Sesshoumaru has never had luck with wishes.
It would be mean to leave off here wouldn't it? And after such a long wait for me to upload too. So I'll be nice keep going 'cause we have a double upload!