Alone
Yay, summers almost here and the teachers have finally stopped giving us homework oh joy of all joys. I have not updated for ages reasons are laziness and lack of sleep, it took me almost a month to write this so I hope it isn't going to be too disappointing. Now that I'm done ranting about that stupid tournament, let's get on with our lives.
In loving memory of Leslie Cheung
Now…Glad you got this far so read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha and Co. they are the property of Rumiko Takahashi and only this story belongs to me. : D
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He was staggering alone in the snow. The tiny ice crystals fell above him, showing off their little statures to him just before falling out of sight to become one with the ground. Through the intensifying cold he walked, using only his sheath as support. Droplets of blood trailed behind him like faithful soldiers.
Either from the loss of blood or the cold, his golden eyes glazed and clouded over soon it transformed from honey yellow to a light shade of midnight purple. As if ink had spilled upon his head, his silky white hair was in the process of changing color. The roots of his hair turned black, as the rest of his mane.
Amusingly enough his furry animal ears contracted back into his head and human ears replaced them on both sides of his face. He felt a sudden jolt in his fingers and saw that they too were changing. The sharp claws he once used to rip his opponents apart with had now become useless stubby human fingernails.
Then he felt the pain. Dots exploded in his mind, sadness, anger, and fear, all these emotions rammed into him causing him to crumble onto the soft mound of snow. He clenched his head in agony not being able to stand the pain; he heaped piles of snow onto his now burning head. The white powder did little good but it did numb the throb.
Only one person came to thought during through the excruciating pain, it was she. She had been crying, crying for him, tears alone reserved in her soul released upon seeing his mangled body fall, with it his confidence and pride. He did not deserve her kindness, her pity; he after all was not able to save her from the hell and torture she would endure within his brother's care.
More snow fell from the darkened sky, and even more snow fell upon his wrecked body covering him in a thick blanket of cold. Just as it seemed like the end, he shook the heavy snow off his back and with great effort opened his tired eyes. No, he would rescue her; he could not, would not die now, if he did, who would save Kagome from her fate?
He took a deep breath and somewhere in the distance saw her kind face smiling at him, her eyes sparkled as bright as day and her scent calm and unwinding. He could almost hear her sweet voice whispering in his ear, the soft touch of her hands on his face …
"Kagome" He moaned, and rubbed his eyes, the image of her tantalizing body fluttered away. With his stiffened resolve, he once more staggered forward, crawling along the icy ground breathing in deeply and gasping for breath. The cold wind whisked through him, the never ceasing and never relenting cascade of snow also continued to fall from the black sky.
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Somewhere far away a person with silver hair flew in the night sky, his many tails curled beneath his feet and floated towards the west. With him he carried two swords and one woman dressed in a short and revealing garment, remarkably she was the strangest cargo yet. His golden eyes pierced the darkness seeing everything beneath him, and his fine nose detected creatures of all sorts from miles away. He truly was in his prime, this Sesshomaru, also deemed the cold-hearted demon without a soul.
How cowardly of him to stoop so low as to kidnap a human girl and to bully his brother for the sacred sword. He would have been disgusted with himself if he had not needed the girl.
However, he did have the Tetsuiga and without the girl and his companions, his half-bred brother would be helpless and hopefully unable to catch up with him. He smiled grimly, his human brother now.
It started to snow, and a snowflake landed upon his nose causing him to sneeze in irritation.
The wind suddenly changed course and blew at him with tremendous force, almost knocking him away. In that second, he lost grip on the girl and she fell. One of his tails uncurled up and grabbed her ankle just in time. Her skirt flipped and revealed to him her scrawny legs, her arms hung off limply; she dangled there like a lifeless puppet.
He used his tail to pull her back up into 'safety' and then flung her over his left shoulder very much treating her as a rag if not something more. He continued moving at a faster pace, a blizzard would be forming soon.
Suddenly he felt someone pulling on his tail. He jerked his head around and saw that the soiled human was hugging his tail around her body, dirtying him.
"Let go." He calmly said expecting the girl to wake up instantly and obey; he was too used to Jaken and the other demons to have thought otherwise. It started snowing heavier, and seconds passed before he realized that she was still unconscious and clutching his tail painfully.
"Troublesome wench." He remarked as he eyed her back rising up and down with each gulp of air she took in. He did not want to repeat himself, nor did he usually have to. As well, actions always did speak louder than words...
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She sighed in content; she had just passed another math test with excellence. The quadratic equations did not even seem remotely hard, and she even had all the extra credit questions correctly done. Even more incredible her teacher proclaimed that she had the highest score in the class. Everyone stood up and patted her on the back while she grinned with a goofy smile on her face.
As soon as the bell rang, she hopped on her bike and tore home excited to tell her mother and grandfather about the news. When she reached the front of her house, well more like shrine, she ran inside into the living room but found no one there, just when she had a perfect on her test paper too!
She stared at her old desk, her new lamp and the picture of her family that was propped under the light, then her gaze turned to the stuffed animals on her bed. She could always take a nap first, Inu Yasha wouldn't be here for a while and she didn't have any more homework or test's to study for. She took off her shoes, stomped up into her room, threw her backpack to the floor, and flung herself into her soft familiar bed squealing with delight.
She closed her eyes; it had been a long time since she had anything pleasant to sleep on, the Sengoku Jidai didn't exactly have spring mattresses lying around. Sighing in content, she snuggled into her pillow. Good grades, no Inu Yasha demanding her to come back looking for more jewel shards, and a soft bed, life was indeed perfect.
Yet somehow, something nagged at her in the back of her mind, an annoying little voice was talking to her. She couldn't really make out what it was saying but it sounded vaguely like Yoglo... She ignored it and shut her eyes trying to block out the ever-growing louder voice but a sudden sharp pain in her head jerked her awake; it felt like her scalp was on fire.
She opened her eyes and saw a familiar face with purple markings on both sides of the cheeks and a crescent moon on the forehead. She gasped in surprise the proximity between the two were quite close you see, and she remembered what happened last time when someone had gotten this close to him, the best thing to do was to move away.
She once again felt as if someone were driving needles through her head. Her tearing eyes turned from his face to his hand, which was gripping her hair.
"It does not bode well to disobey me." He said yanking her hair again and causing her head to snap back in the process.
She clenched her teeth; she would not give this monster any satisfaction in hearing her scream. "What do you want?" She said painfully, slowly biting each word out.
He looked at her for a moment and simply let go. His sudden change of behavior was what made him such a deadly opponent; you never knew what he would be thinking.
She shivered suddenly realizing how cold it was, she could literally see her breath rising in puffs.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked rubbing her hands along her arms.
He made no attempt to reply, in fact in seemed as if he had not heard her question at all.
Forget it. Her eyes wandered from his back to the long sticklike thing hanging off right below his armor plate.
"He-Hey isn't that… Tetsuiga?" She stared goggled eyed at the sword that legitimately belonged to Inu Yasha, what was Sesshomaru doing with his brother's sword?
He finally spoke although giving her no recognition whatsoever; it was as if he were speaking to himself. "So what if it is."
She tore her eyes away from the hilt of the blade with mounting apprehension, knowing Inu Yasha, he would never hand over the Tetsuiga willingly he guarded his possessions as if it were his life. But that would mean that Sesshomaru…
"What did you do to him?!" She cried out hysterically.
"What would you think I did to him?" He replied raising his eyebrow, giving her
the grace of acknowledgement.
It was like someone had shocked her with an electric prod; she shuddered and then became quiet for a moment the realization of what might have happened sunk in. He killed him, his own brother, and all for a sword…
She let out an animalistic cry that sliced through the air, if Inu Yasha was gone, she did not have a reason to live either.
The horrifying noise the human made caught Sesshomaru completely off guard, along with the strong current of wind that blew into them, and in those two moments of confusion, he accidentally lost his hold on the girl and she fell.
On second thought, she didn't want to die just yet. She screamed, the pale snow that drifted beside her seemed to mock her as they safely floated in the air. She no longer cared about the biting wind or the bitter cold instead; she focused on the ground, which seemed to loom in frighteningly close.
Only a few miles away, now two miles, the tiny specks she saw at first now resembled villages and the green dots turned out to be the trees.
The square shaped things were barns.
She was fifty feet away from the ground now…
'This is it' She closed her eyes for impact, readying herself for oblivion and darkness. Her blood would spill over the white-white snow and seep into its soil.
Tears formed in her eyes, she wouldn't even get to say goodbye to Inu Yasha. She would never see his face again. Souta, mama, grandpa, they would never know that she died; they would forever be waiting for her return, not knowing whether to keep hope or mourn for her. She closed her eyes. "Goodbye"
However, she felt nothing, and when she opened her eyes, she was surprised to find that instead of hitting the ground she was levitating! Someone had caught onto her sleeve and was now pulling her back up into the air.
"I did not kill him." Her savior said his face blank and expressionless.
"Is he….?"
"He is alive." He said giving her one last glance before turning away.
Relief flooded her heart, and tears once again spilled from her eyes, this time it
was tears of joy. He was alive. He was alive.
End chapter 3
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I think I'm done here, as you can see a lot of things have changed between the original story and the new one, for one, its longer, more detailed and feelings and perspectives are described, at least I try to have it that way, and there is more going in the chapters. I realized my original mistakes that I have made and attempted to correct them, Sesshomaru isn't a man of many words, Kagome isn't just some stupid girl there to be kidnapped, and Inu Yasha wouldn't be a person to give up. Just taking this long to realize these things makes me ponder on how well of a writer I really am, if I can even call myself that. Thank you all for reading, and I also thank those who have taken their time to reread this story. I appreciate this very much
Yay, summers almost here and the teachers have finally stopped giving us homework oh joy of all joys. I have not updated for ages reasons are laziness and lack of sleep, it took me almost a month to write this so I hope it isn't going to be too disappointing. Now that I'm done ranting about that stupid tournament, let's get on with our lives.
In loving memory of Leslie Cheung
Now…Glad you got this far so read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha and Co. they are the property of Rumiko Takahashi and only this story belongs to me. : D
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
He was staggering alone in the snow. The tiny ice crystals fell above him, showing off their little statures to him just before falling out of sight to become one with the ground. Through the intensifying cold he walked, using only his sheath as support. Droplets of blood trailed behind him like faithful soldiers.
Either from the loss of blood or the cold, his golden eyes glazed and clouded over soon it transformed from honey yellow to a light shade of midnight purple. As if ink had spilled upon his head, his silky white hair was in the process of changing color. The roots of his hair turned black, as the rest of his mane.
Amusingly enough his furry animal ears contracted back into his head and human ears replaced them on both sides of his face. He felt a sudden jolt in his fingers and saw that they too were changing. The sharp claws he once used to rip his opponents apart with had now become useless stubby human fingernails.
Then he felt the pain. Dots exploded in his mind, sadness, anger, and fear, all these emotions rammed into him causing him to crumble onto the soft mound of snow. He clenched his head in agony not being able to stand the pain; he heaped piles of snow onto his now burning head. The white powder did little good but it did numb the throb.
Only one person came to thought during through the excruciating pain, it was she. She had been crying, crying for him, tears alone reserved in her soul released upon seeing his mangled body fall, with it his confidence and pride. He did not deserve her kindness, her pity; he after all was not able to save her from the hell and torture she would endure within his brother's care.
More snow fell from the darkened sky, and even more snow fell upon his wrecked body covering him in a thick blanket of cold. Just as it seemed like the end, he shook the heavy snow off his back and with great effort opened his tired eyes. No, he would rescue her; he could not, would not die now, if he did, who would save Kagome from her fate?
He took a deep breath and somewhere in the distance saw her kind face smiling at him, her eyes sparkled as bright as day and her scent calm and unwinding. He could almost hear her sweet voice whispering in his ear, the soft touch of her hands on his face …
"Kagome" He moaned, and rubbed his eyes, the image of her tantalizing body fluttered away. With his stiffened resolve, he once more staggered forward, crawling along the icy ground breathing in deeply and gasping for breath. The cold wind whisked through him, the never ceasing and never relenting cascade of snow also continued to fall from the black sky.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Somewhere far away a person with silver hair flew in the night sky, his many tails curled beneath his feet and floated towards the west. With him he carried two swords and one woman dressed in a short and revealing garment, remarkably she was the strangest cargo yet. His golden eyes pierced the darkness seeing everything beneath him, and his fine nose detected creatures of all sorts from miles away. He truly was in his prime, this Sesshomaru, also deemed the cold-hearted demon without a soul.
How cowardly of him to stoop so low as to kidnap a human girl and to bully his brother for the sacred sword. He would have been disgusted with himself if he had not needed the girl.
However, he did have the Tetsuiga and without the girl and his companions, his half-bred brother would be helpless and hopefully unable to catch up with him. He smiled grimly, his human brother now.
It started to snow, and a snowflake landed upon his nose causing him to sneeze in irritation.
The wind suddenly changed course and blew at him with tremendous force, almost knocking him away. In that second, he lost grip on the girl and she fell. One of his tails uncurled up and grabbed her ankle just in time. Her skirt flipped and revealed to him her scrawny legs, her arms hung off limply; she dangled there like a lifeless puppet.
He used his tail to pull her back up into 'safety' and then flung her over his left shoulder very much treating her as a rag if not something more. He continued moving at a faster pace, a blizzard would be forming soon.
Suddenly he felt someone pulling on his tail. He jerked his head around and saw that the soiled human was hugging his tail around her body, dirtying him.
"Let go." He calmly said expecting the girl to wake up instantly and obey; he was too used to Jaken and the other demons to have thought otherwise. It started snowing heavier, and seconds passed before he realized that she was still unconscious and clutching his tail painfully.
"Troublesome wench." He remarked as he eyed her back rising up and down with each gulp of air she took in. He did not want to repeat himself, nor did he usually have to. As well, actions always did speak louder than words...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She sighed in content; she had just passed another math test with excellence. The quadratic equations did not even seem remotely hard, and she even had all the extra credit questions correctly done. Even more incredible her teacher proclaimed that she had the highest score in the class. Everyone stood up and patted her on the back while she grinned with a goofy smile on her face.
As soon as the bell rang, she hopped on her bike and tore home excited to tell her mother and grandfather about the news. When she reached the front of her house, well more like shrine, she ran inside into the living room but found no one there, just when she had a perfect on her test paper too!
She stared at her old desk, her new lamp and the picture of her family that was propped under the light, then her gaze turned to the stuffed animals on her bed. She could always take a nap first, Inu Yasha wouldn't be here for a while and she didn't have any more homework or test's to study for. She took off her shoes, stomped up into her room, threw her backpack to the floor, and flung herself into her soft familiar bed squealing with delight.
She closed her eyes; it had been a long time since she had anything pleasant to sleep on, the Sengoku Jidai didn't exactly have spring mattresses lying around. Sighing in content, she snuggled into her pillow. Good grades, no Inu Yasha demanding her to come back looking for more jewel shards, and a soft bed, life was indeed perfect.
Yet somehow, something nagged at her in the back of her mind, an annoying little voice was talking to her. She couldn't really make out what it was saying but it sounded vaguely like Yoglo... She ignored it and shut her eyes trying to block out the ever-growing louder voice but a sudden sharp pain in her head jerked her awake; it felt like her scalp was on fire.
She opened her eyes and saw a familiar face with purple markings on both sides of the cheeks and a crescent moon on the forehead. She gasped in surprise the proximity between the two were quite close you see, and she remembered what happened last time when someone had gotten this close to him, the best thing to do was to move away.
She once again felt as if someone were driving needles through her head. Her tearing eyes turned from his face to his hand, which was gripping her hair.
"It does not bode well to disobey me." He said yanking her hair again and causing her head to snap back in the process.
She clenched her teeth; she would not give this monster any satisfaction in hearing her scream. "What do you want?" She said painfully, slowly biting each word out.
He looked at her for a moment and simply let go. His sudden change of behavior was what made him such a deadly opponent; you never knew what he would be thinking.
She shivered suddenly realizing how cold it was, she could literally see her breath rising in puffs.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked rubbing her hands along her arms.
He made no attempt to reply, in fact in seemed as if he had not heard her question at all.
Forget it. Her eyes wandered from his back to the long sticklike thing hanging off right below his armor plate.
"He-Hey isn't that… Tetsuiga?" She stared goggled eyed at the sword that legitimately belonged to Inu Yasha, what was Sesshomaru doing with his brother's sword?
He finally spoke although giving her no recognition whatsoever; it was as if he were speaking to himself. "So what if it is."
She tore her eyes away from the hilt of the blade with mounting apprehension, knowing Inu Yasha, he would never hand over the Tetsuiga willingly he guarded his possessions as if it were his life. But that would mean that Sesshomaru…
"What did you do to him?!" She cried out hysterically.
"What would you think I did to him?" He replied raising his eyebrow, giving her
the grace of acknowledgement.
It was like someone had shocked her with an electric prod; she shuddered and then became quiet for a moment the realization of what might have happened sunk in. He killed him, his own brother, and all for a sword…
She let out an animalistic cry that sliced through the air, if Inu Yasha was gone, she did not have a reason to live either.
The horrifying noise the human made caught Sesshomaru completely off guard, along with the strong current of wind that blew into them, and in those two moments of confusion, he accidentally lost his hold on the girl and she fell.
On second thought, she didn't want to die just yet. She screamed, the pale snow that drifted beside her seemed to mock her as they safely floated in the air. She no longer cared about the biting wind or the bitter cold instead; she focused on the ground, which seemed to loom in frighteningly close.
Only a few miles away, now two miles, the tiny specks she saw at first now resembled villages and the green dots turned out to be the trees.
The square shaped things were barns.
She was fifty feet away from the ground now…
'This is it' She closed her eyes for impact, readying herself for oblivion and darkness. Her blood would spill over the white-white snow and seep into its soil.
Tears formed in her eyes, she wouldn't even get to say goodbye to Inu Yasha. She would never see his face again. Souta, mama, grandpa, they would never know that she died; they would forever be waiting for her return, not knowing whether to keep hope or mourn for her. She closed her eyes. "Goodbye"
However, she felt nothing, and when she opened her eyes, she was surprised to find that instead of hitting the ground she was levitating! Someone had caught onto her sleeve and was now pulling her back up into the air.
"I did not kill him." Her savior said his face blank and expressionless.
"Is he….?"
"He is alive." He said giving her one last glance before turning away.
Relief flooded her heart, and tears once again spilled from her eyes, this time it
was tears of joy. He was alive. He was alive.
End chapter 3
*~*~*~*~*~*
I think I'm done here, as you can see a lot of things have changed between the original story and the new one, for one, its longer, more detailed and feelings and perspectives are described, at least I try to have it that way, and there is more going in the chapters. I realized my original mistakes that I have made and attempted to correct them, Sesshomaru isn't a man of many words, Kagome isn't just some stupid girl there to be kidnapped, and Inu Yasha wouldn't be a person to give up. Just taking this long to realize these things makes me ponder on how well of a writer I really am, if I can even call myself that. Thank you all for reading, and I also thank those who have taken their time to reread this story. I appreciate this very much