A/N Okey-Dokey ya'll, here's the fifth chapter, so I hope ya all like it. I cannot honestly say I worked that hard, but I can fib when i say it. So here it goes, I worked hard on this. ;b
Disclaimer: :( Kikyou lives (Well, sorta) to see another day. Therefore I don't own Inuyasha.
The light the fire admitted danced erotically across Faith's delicate features. Rin lay, breathing deeply, at her feet. Jaken (though he'd never admit it) attempted to casually sleep by Faith. Sesshomaru lumbered above the fire, glaring at the young woman. 'Come with me' his eyes said to her. She silently stood and descended around the fire.
He turned around without looking at her and began to walk into the depths of the woods. He moved silently, like a cat, while she snapped twigs and cursed into the darkness. Finally they reached a small clearing with a hut.
"Huh" she questioned. Sesshomaru said nothing. But pointed towards the hut with his elegantly marked hand. He knew very well what awaited her. In the hut lived an old, demon, warrior. He had, for years, taught the finest fighters the world had ever seen. Being the kind of person Sesshomaru was, he didn't send her their to teach her to protect herself. Instead he had hoped she would become less feminine.
'I nearly lost control today' he thought bitterly, as he watched her stumble awkwardly to the hut. Sesshomaru heard a low chuckle with his sensitive ears.
"Sesshomaru" it whispered. He then knew the old demon had known Sesshomaru's plans.
'pompous windbag' chuckled Sesshomaru. He began his journey back to camp.
The group continued on like Faith had never been. Rin asked few questions and Jaken tried to act uncaring. But Sesshomaru knew they missed her. They continued on in this awkward state for at least a month.
One day in early winter, Rin ran through the waist deep snow, crying tears of joy. That morning Sesshomaru had told Rin that Faith would be returning soon. Sesshomaru's demon abilities aloud him to walk on top of the fluffy white snow. Jaken sat on Ah-Uhn's back, afraid to get lost in the snow. They walked down the white path as a light blizzard danced around them.
As sudden as it had started it stopped. Everything fell silent as the world seemed to freeze. Sesshomaru sensed a presence, but couldn't pinpoint it. He looked around but could see nothing. The snow caused everything to blur together as he looked from side to side. He then felt hot breathe on his ear as a soft voice penetrated his thoughts.
"Boo" it whispered, as Sesshomaru mentally shivered. He continued to look straight ahead as he began to speak to his stalker.
"Hello Faith. I see your back" he heard her slight giggle as suddenly her presence was gone. He looked out the corner of his eye only to find no one. 'Stupid wench' he thought for the millionth time, but now he felt an unfamiliar warmth spread through his body.
In front of him Rin stood frozen looking back at him with her big brown eyes. Suddenly Faith hopped down from a nearby tree. She looked so different now, it was hard to recognize her. She now wore a snow white kimono.
Her old black braid was now rolled into a tight bun on top of her head. Her eyes were the same unnatural black, but they now held a cocky arrogance, that irritated the Hell out of Sesshomaru. He noticed the samurai sword that clung to her waist. She crouched in front of him and quirked an eyebrow at him.
"Long time, no see" she smirked as she suddenly spread out her once again white wings.
'Nice paint job' he said, with all honesty.
Disclaimer: :( Kikyou lives (Well, sorta) to see another day. Therefore I don't own Inuyasha.
The light the fire admitted danced erotically across Faith's delicate features. Rin lay, breathing deeply, at her feet. Jaken (though he'd never admit it) attempted to casually sleep by Faith. Sesshomaru lumbered above the fire, glaring at the young woman. 'Come with me' his eyes said to her. She silently stood and descended around the fire.
He turned around without looking at her and began to walk into the depths of the woods. He moved silently, like a cat, while she snapped twigs and cursed into the darkness. Finally they reached a small clearing with a hut.
"Huh" she questioned. Sesshomaru said nothing. But pointed towards the hut with his elegantly marked hand. He knew very well what awaited her. In the hut lived an old, demon, warrior. He had, for years, taught the finest fighters the world had ever seen. Being the kind of person Sesshomaru was, he didn't send her their to teach her to protect herself. Instead he had hoped she would become less feminine.
'I nearly lost control today' he thought bitterly, as he watched her stumble awkwardly to the hut. Sesshomaru heard a low chuckle with his sensitive ears.
"Sesshomaru" it whispered. He then knew the old demon had known Sesshomaru's plans.
'pompous windbag' chuckled Sesshomaru. He began his journey back to camp.
The group continued on like Faith had never been. Rin asked few questions and Jaken tried to act uncaring. But Sesshomaru knew they missed her. They continued on in this awkward state for at least a month.
One day in early winter, Rin ran through the waist deep snow, crying tears of joy. That morning Sesshomaru had told Rin that Faith would be returning soon. Sesshomaru's demon abilities aloud him to walk on top of the fluffy white snow. Jaken sat on Ah-Uhn's back, afraid to get lost in the snow. They walked down the white path as a light blizzard danced around them.
As sudden as it had started it stopped. Everything fell silent as the world seemed to freeze. Sesshomaru sensed a presence, but couldn't pinpoint it. He looked around but could see nothing. The snow caused everything to blur together as he looked from side to side. He then felt hot breathe on his ear as a soft voice penetrated his thoughts.
"Boo" it whispered, as Sesshomaru mentally shivered. He continued to look straight ahead as he began to speak to his stalker.
"Hello Faith. I see your back" he heard her slight giggle as suddenly her presence was gone. He looked out the corner of his eye only to find no one. 'Stupid wench' he thought for the millionth time, but now he felt an unfamiliar warmth spread through his body.
In front of him Rin stood frozen looking back at him with her big brown eyes. Suddenly Faith hopped down from a nearby tree. She looked so different now, it was hard to recognize her. She now wore a snow white kimono.
Her old black braid was now rolled into a tight bun on top of her head. Her eyes were the same unnatural black, but they now held a cocky arrogance, that irritated the Hell out of Sesshomaru. He noticed the samurai sword that clung to her waist. She crouched in front of him and quirked an eyebrow at him.
"Long time, no see" she smirked as she suddenly spread out her once again white wings.
'Nice paint job' he said, with all honesty.