Disclaimer: I still do not own Inu-yasha and co.
I do own Shizuka, Arashi, Shima, Senshi and Kurai.
Symbols: "talking", ***new place/time***
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Chapter 2 Steps Again
In a small forgotten village inside the mists of a forest that most knew only from legends life continued normally. . . Or. . . Almost.
In the calmness of the village the chieftess' hot tempered brother broke the silence. "Why are you still looking for the human who we scented in the cloth" Senshi demanded from his sister who calmly ate her food outside a hut that was made to be a kitchen for all of them. She was sitting on a tree stump and was having a wooden plate on her lap.
"It's been two weeks since then" Senshi roared at his sister who didn't pay attention. "There is no way the human is alive - if there ever was a human!" He often was the one who lead the hunting and searching parties into the mists even at the risk of meeting up with Kurai.
He however was trained from a little kid to move in the mists with Kurai just like Arashi. Both of them had always lived here. They have never seen the world outside and in truth neither one of them cared after hearing of the outside world from people who had survived from Kurai's grasp and gotten here.
Arashi finished her food silently not even glancing at her brother. She put down the plate where she had the food on ground beside her feet wiping her mouth with her long sleeve. Then she stood up from the stump that had served as her seat.
She was like that, standing calmly and looking down, for a moment suddenly turning her greenish brown eyes straight at her brother. Her eyes were very narrow and her thick black brows were making her eyes dangerously warning.
Her brother knew that he had gone too far in questioning her this time. Her eyes and tightened mouth on her face framed by red curly hair were signs enough to shut Senshi's mouth. "Remember your place brother" she growled from between her teeth and then turning around her red hair swinging after.
Senshi stood there still like a rock for a long moment having a scowl on his face and not showing any fear, but the people in the kitchen-hut saw how the warrior relaxed after his sister was gone. Everyone knew just like Senshi that fearing Arashi's anger would keep you alive.
"Senshi" said a cold voice from behind him. That voice surprised him, but then he turned around having a smile on his face. He knew who the caller was. It was Shima, the Lady of the Mists. In his eyes this woman was more than a beauty. She was goddess brought for him from heaven. Her dark straight hair that more often was free than tied up framed her beautiful narrow face where those big grey eyes framed with black eyelashes shone at him. . . Or more like in his fantasy. . .
Those grey eyes didn't shine on him or anyone else. They were cold as rock and there was still no one who had gotten deeper into them and to know her better. His beautiful Shima was so far away from his grasp that it hurt him.
"Cut that grin of your face or I'll be cutting your lecherous tongue" Shima hissed poisonously at him. He knew that she knew what was on his mind but to call him lecherous.
"You-"Senshi was about to curse her very being despite all the affection he had for her when hearing her to mock him.
"Before you start that entire cursing-you-for-the-rest-of-your-life thing come pack to earth, jerk" Shima said pointing her long nailed finger between his eyes and looking at him with narrowed stony eyes.
"I haven't seen you warriors in action for ages" she said bringing her pale face right before his. "Get them in action!" The order was clear and hissed trough teeth and its poison wasn't unnoticed.
These were the times Senshi hoped that his father would have made him the chief, but it was Arashi, his older sister, who got to be a chief and it seemed like everyone else knew why, but not him.
"I hear you" he said bitterly and Shima stepped back. He turned around to go and give his orders to the warriors. He had a good position in the village but there were these two females above him – Arashi and Shima. That made him disgusted but he could do nothing about it. Both of the females had their positions rightfully by skill and will.
***Arashi's hut***
Arashi mumbled curses all the way to her hut after leaving her brother. How dared he question her orders? She was the chief here not him. It was their father's decision to make her the chief. Senshi could never have been one. He wasn't able to get so much on his shoulders to take care of and Arashi even doubted his ability as leading the warriors.
When she arrived to her hut she sighed. Then she moved the bamboo screen to get in. she put her sandals aside and took her to swords away from her waist and put them leaning against the wall. She stretched her back and wasn't wondering the silence in her hut cause their demon-patient had been more silent lately.
Before heading behind the curtain that split the room in two she turned to look at their patient. With the curtain when Shizuka decided to live with her they split the room into two rooms for both of them. Shizuka had more room cause she needed room for possible patients like this demon now.
Arashi's eyes widened slightly but then her face softened when she noticed the white haired demon still laying on the bed and she saw right beside her the blonde girl. The warrioress smiled softly to the two of them.
Shizuka calmed people who saw nightmares with her presence and when laying beside the demon having her other arm wrapped around the man she surely did calm the spirit of the demon.
Arashi tried carefully to get to her side of the curtain, but then she heard moving. She turned behind to look who it was.
Shizuka rolled around looking at with her big cute blue eyes at Arashi from under her golden curls. Like usually she didn't smile – she had never any expression on her face, only that dreamy look – but Arashi knew that the healer was tired.
"Just sleep" the chieftess said and then went behind the curtain.
***one morning***
"I'm pretty sure already that there is nothing left of the human but that cloth" Shima explained to Arashi who was sitting lazily under a tree. The black haired female was standing straight in a dark kimono that made her remind of a raven.
Shima was usually clothed in dark garbs and her black hair and long eyelashes didn't help it at all. From far away she looked like a vampire with her pale skin. "Kurai has taken care of him already. Just accept it!"
Shima was maybe the only one with whom Arashi could hold back her temper. Maybe cause with Shima it didn't help at all if you shout or threatened. The younger female was anyway the one who had to face Kurai alone in the demons forest when no one else could. Her ability to resist Kurai made her highly respected and the Lady of the Mists. She was also one of those of whom people weren't real sure were she just normal mortal or not, but her ability was important to them.
Arashi sat up from her lazy position thoughtfully and her eyes wandered to her hut. She sighed thoughtfully. She knew that Shima was right, but for some reason she wasn't that convinced herself about it. "Stop the search for now" she said silently not even bothering to look up. "We'll think about it again when our guest is healed enough."
Shima looked at the chieftess who was actually rarely so worried of someone attacked by Kurai and more so about someone of who they have only gotten a cloth as a sign. she could only wonder was there something in this demon that moved Arashi's heart that was usually closed to everyone as self protection.
That was after the chieftess was heavily betrayed and the betrayer was eaten by Kurai cause of Arashi's temper. Shima looked after the chieftess and then turned to leave also.
Arashi was thoughtful all the way she was walking toward her hut. Then her eyes shot up when she heard the bamboo screen to move. Then they widened when she saw this white haired demon standing – almost at least – leaning on Shizuka for help.
Shizuka moved her head so that Arashi knew to move away. Then the healer helped the demon down on a bench that was outside the hut beside a wall. Shizuka sat down beside the man when Arashi sat down on the ground in front of them.
The man was holding his head down his white long strands of hair falling on both sides of his head. The chieftess could immediately tell that this man's thoughts weren't that clear yet. The man however had already started to react to certain things. He didn't let Arashi touch him at all but Shizuka could be around him all the time – holding him – and he didn't mind.
"Has he talked yet?" Arashi asked Shizuka turning for the blonde female. The healer shook her head. The chieftess sighed. Then she turned for the man.
"Do you remember your name?" she asked softly from the man.
The man lifted his head slightly looking at her with tired golden eyes, but even thought of the tiredness there was no feelings or emotions on his face. the two of them stared each other for long with out a word when silent Shizuka moved the white long hair away from the man's eyes and started to frap it into a braid so it would be more easy to keep away from his face.
"Arashi!!" someone shout from behind and the stubborn chieftess had to break the eye contact with the man. There was one of the warriors running toward her with a wooden staff in his hands. Arashi stood up to see the staff but even before the warrior had reached to them the tall white haired man had walked past her with no problems.
The warrior with the staff in his hands was surprised by the tall demon coming toward him and reaching for the staff. The warrior gave it to him willingly thinking it might have been the demons thought it's quite small to him.
Suddenly the tall demon's strength gave up and he fell on the ground on his knees. Arashi was about to go to the man but Shizuka stopped her knowing that the man wouldn't let the chieftess touch him.
The mute healer put his hands on the man's back trying to find his face to see any expression at all, but he was as expressionless as she was. The man just stared at the staff with two faces. With this he had opened his father's grave months ago. And it belonged to his loyal servant.
Arashi looked at the man knowing that he'll heal sooner that he thought. He couldn't be in very bad condition after walking so well just now. Maybe the only problem was fuzzy memory and thoughts as well lack of strength.
She motioned for the warrior to go. She would later ask the man where he found the staff but not now. "I'll need you name eventually, but for now you are our guest-with-out-a-name" she said and then went into her hut knowing that the golden eyes were following her there.
Shizuka helped the man back to the bench. The man didn't loosen his grip of the staff. What had happened? Why was he with these human? There were many questions that needed to be answered. He sighed and then felt how Shizuka's calming aura surrounded him when the woman laid her head on his back and arms around him.
***days later***
Shizuka was doing some food when her patient was sitting on his bed leaning on the wall letting his gaze wander on the staff leaning on the wall. Shizuka knew that they would need to show the cloth someday, but on the moment Shima had it and she wasn't yet ready to give it back.
After a moment the silent healer filled a wooden cup with the soup she was making and handed it to the demon behind her. She turned for him. The man took the cup like every other time, but this time he couldn't just sip the soup when Senshi suddenly stumped in from the bamboo door.
"Now tell you name, curse it!" the warrior shout at the demon. "The whole village has been in chaos since you arrived. Nothing is like it used to be!" He pointed at the taller man and looked with narrowed eyes.
Shizuka did no motion to stop it. She knew Senshi's temper and not only that. The demon should take care of this himself even thought he's still was not fully recovered.
"Get you butt up and start to do something like answering questions!" Senshi's face was turning red and the demon's expressionless face helped nothing in this.
The demon was still and did nothing. If he would be his usual self he would go at the guy and kill him but there was a lot on his mind now. Shizuka noticed this and decided it was time for her to do something here.
She stood up and put her arms on Senshi's shoulder to calm him down. The warrior calmed down and Shizuka firmly pushed the man out from the hut. Then she came right beside the demon and motioned for him to drink the soup.
The demon did when Shizuka smoothed the man's cheek with two streaks. He didn't mind it cause his presence was calming and the nightmares he kept seeing didn't come when she was around.
Shizuka reached for the soup to fill a cub for herself when she suddenly hear. . . "Sesshomaru" She turned around to look at the demon in wonder. He hadn't been talking even a single word since he had been taken here.
The healer and the demon looked at each other eyes for a long while. She understood. To him she had deserved to hear his name. Expressionlessly she bowed her head respectfully.
Sesshomaru said nothing more when she sipped the rest of her soup.
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A/N: Took some time to update this story as well. I wrote this last night, but now after this A/N I gotta write a school thing on Swedish. ^^'
Anyway. . .
Sesshomaru is so far a bit of OOC cause his thoughts are very fuzzy now. He's healing quicker than human but slower than demon. It will take quite a long time for him to heal, but that's the main thing in the story so far.
But it's not all ^_~
There will be an appearance from Inu-yasha and his friends and we'll find out what actually happened to Sesshomaru, but we are not at it yet.
I still don't have many readers for this story, but I hope to get more but still I'm very happy for the reviews I got so far ^_^
Very big thanks to KougasMyMan and Anime Crazy Girl!!!
I hope you like this chapter ^_^
Now I have to stop writing this A/N so I can do my school works before it's too late *smirk*
See ya!
Symbols: "talking", ***new place/time***
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Chapter 2 Steps Again
In a small forgotten village inside the mists of a forest that most knew only from legends life continued normally. . . Or. . . Almost.
In the calmness of the village the chieftess' hot tempered brother broke the silence. "Why are you still looking for the human who we scented in the cloth" Senshi demanded from his sister who calmly ate her food outside a hut that was made to be a kitchen for all of them. She was sitting on a tree stump and was having a wooden plate on her lap.
"It's been two weeks since then" Senshi roared at his sister who didn't pay attention. "There is no way the human is alive - if there ever was a human!" He often was the one who lead the hunting and searching parties into the mists even at the risk of meeting up with Kurai.
He however was trained from a little kid to move in the mists with Kurai just like Arashi. Both of them had always lived here. They have never seen the world outside and in truth neither one of them cared after hearing of the outside world from people who had survived from Kurai's grasp and gotten here.
Arashi finished her food silently not even glancing at her brother. She put down the plate where she had the food on ground beside her feet wiping her mouth with her long sleeve. Then she stood up from the stump that had served as her seat.
She was like that, standing calmly and looking down, for a moment suddenly turning her greenish brown eyes straight at her brother. Her eyes were very narrow and her thick black brows were making her eyes dangerously warning.
Her brother knew that he had gone too far in questioning her this time. Her eyes and tightened mouth on her face framed by red curly hair were signs enough to shut Senshi's mouth. "Remember your place brother" she growled from between her teeth and then turning around her red hair swinging after.
Senshi stood there still like a rock for a long moment having a scowl on his face and not showing any fear, but the people in the kitchen-hut saw how the warrior relaxed after his sister was gone. Everyone knew just like Senshi that fearing Arashi's anger would keep you alive.
"Senshi" said a cold voice from behind him. That voice surprised him, but then he turned around having a smile on his face. He knew who the caller was. It was Shima, the Lady of the Mists. In his eyes this woman was more than a beauty. She was goddess brought for him from heaven. Her dark straight hair that more often was free than tied up framed her beautiful narrow face where those big grey eyes framed with black eyelashes shone at him. . . Or more like in his fantasy. . .
Those grey eyes didn't shine on him or anyone else. They were cold as rock and there was still no one who had gotten deeper into them and to know her better. His beautiful Shima was so far away from his grasp that it hurt him.
"Cut that grin of your face or I'll be cutting your lecherous tongue" Shima hissed poisonously at him. He knew that she knew what was on his mind but to call him lecherous.
"You-"Senshi was about to curse her very being despite all the affection he had for her when hearing her to mock him.
"Before you start that entire cursing-you-for-the-rest-of-your-life thing come pack to earth, jerk" Shima said pointing her long nailed finger between his eyes and looking at him with narrowed stony eyes.
"I haven't seen you warriors in action for ages" she said bringing her pale face right before his. "Get them in action!" The order was clear and hissed trough teeth and its poison wasn't unnoticed.
These were the times Senshi hoped that his father would have made him the chief, but it was Arashi, his older sister, who got to be a chief and it seemed like everyone else knew why, but not him.
"I hear you" he said bitterly and Shima stepped back. He turned around to go and give his orders to the warriors. He had a good position in the village but there were these two females above him – Arashi and Shima. That made him disgusted but he could do nothing about it. Both of the females had their positions rightfully by skill and will.
***Arashi's hut***
Arashi mumbled curses all the way to her hut after leaving her brother. How dared he question her orders? She was the chief here not him. It was their father's decision to make her the chief. Senshi could never have been one. He wasn't able to get so much on his shoulders to take care of and Arashi even doubted his ability as leading the warriors.
When she arrived to her hut she sighed. Then she moved the bamboo screen to get in. she put her sandals aside and took her to swords away from her waist and put them leaning against the wall. She stretched her back and wasn't wondering the silence in her hut cause their demon-patient had been more silent lately.
Before heading behind the curtain that split the room in two she turned to look at their patient. With the curtain when Shizuka decided to live with her they split the room into two rooms for both of them. Shizuka had more room cause she needed room for possible patients like this demon now.
Arashi's eyes widened slightly but then her face softened when she noticed the white haired demon still laying on the bed and she saw right beside her the blonde girl. The warrioress smiled softly to the two of them.
Shizuka calmed people who saw nightmares with her presence and when laying beside the demon having her other arm wrapped around the man she surely did calm the spirit of the demon.
Arashi tried carefully to get to her side of the curtain, but then she heard moving. She turned behind to look who it was.
Shizuka rolled around looking at with her big cute blue eyes at Arashi from under her golden curls. Like usually she didn't smile – she had never any expression on her face, only that dreamy look – but Arashi knew that the healer was tired.
"Just sleep" the chieftess said and then went behind the curtain.
***one morning***
"I'm pretty sure already that there is nothing left of the human but that cloth" Shima explained to Arashi who was sitting lazily under a tree. The black haired female was standing straight in a dark kimono that made her remind of a raven.
Shima was usually clothed in dark garbs and her black hair and long eyelashes didn't help it at all. From far away she looked like a vampire with her pale skin. "Kurai has taken care of him already. Just accept it!"
Shima was maybe the only one with whom Arashi could hold back her temper. Maybe cause with Shima it didn't help at all if you shout or threatened. The younger female was anyway the one who had to face Kurai alone in the demons forest when no one else could. Her ability to resist Kurai made her highly respected and the Lady of the Mists. She was also one of those of whom people weren't real sure were she just normal mortal or not, but her ability was important to them.
Arashi sat up from her lazy position thoughtfully and her eyes wandered to her hut. She sighed thoughtfully. She knew that Shima was right, but for some reason she wasn't that convinced herself about it. "Stop the search for now" she said silently not even bothering to look up. "We'll think about it again when our guest is healed enough."
Shima looked at the chieftess who was actually rarely so worried of someone attacked by Kurai and more so about someone of who they have only gotten a cloth as a sign. she could only wonder was there something in this demon that moved Arashi's heart that was usually closed to everyone as self protection.
That was after the chieftess was heavily betrayed and the betrayer was eaten by Kurai cause of Arashi's temper. Shima looked after the chieftess and then turned to leave also.
Arashi was thoughtful all the way she was walking toward her hut. Then her eyes shot up when she heard the bamboo screen to move. Then they widened when she saw this white haired demon standing – almost at least – leaning on Shizuka for help.
Shizuka moved her head so that Arashi knew to move away. Then the healer helped the demon down on a bench that was outside the hut beside a wall. Shizuka sat down beside the man when Arashi sat down on the ground in front of them.
The man was holding his head down his white long strands of hair falling on both sides of his head. The chieftess could immediately tell that this man's thoughts weren't that clear yet. The man however had already started to react to certain things. He didn't let Arashi touch him at all but Shizuka could be around him all the time – holding him – and he didn't mind.
"Has he talked yet?" Arashi asked Shizuka turning for the blonde female. The healer shook her head. The chieftess sighed. Then she turned for the man.
"Do you remember your name?" she asked softly from the man.
The man lifted his head slightly looking at her with tired golden eyes, but even thought of the tiredness there was no feelings or emotions on his face. the two of them stared each other for long with out a word when silent Shizuka moved the white long hair away from the man's eyes and started to frap it into a braid so it would be more easy to keep away from his face.
"Arashi!!" someone shout from behind and the stubborn chieftess had to break the eye contact with the man. There was one of the warriors running toward her with a wooden staff in his hands. Arashi stood up to see the staff but even before the warrior had reached to them the tall white haired man had walked past her with no problems.
The warrior with the staff in his hands was surprised by the tall demon coming toward him and reaching for the staff. The warrior gave it to him willingly thinking it might have been the demons thought it's quite small to him.
Suddenly the tall demon's strength gave up and he fell on the ground on his knees. Arashi was about to go to the man but Shizuka stopped her knowing that the man wouldn't let the chieftess touch him.
The mute healer put his hands on the man's back trying to find his face to see any expression at all, but he was as expressionless as she was. The man just stared at the staff with two faces. With this he had opened his father's grave months ago. And it belonged to his loyal servant.
Arashi looked at the man knowing that he'll heal sooner that he thought. He couldn't be in very bad condition after walking so well just now. Maybe the only problem was fuzzy memory and thoughts as well lack of strength.
She motioned for the warrior to go. She would later ask the man where he found the staff but not now. "I'll need you name eventually, but for now you are our guest-with-out-a-name" she said and then went into her hut knowing that the golden eyes were following her there.
Shizuka helped the man back to the bench. The man didn't loosen his grip of the staff. What had happened? Why was he with these human? There were many questions that needed to be answered. He sighed and then felt how Shizuka's calming aura surrounded him when the woman laid her head on his back and arms around him.
***days later***
Shizuka was doing some food when her patient was sitting on his bed leaning on the wall letting his gaze wander on the staff leaning on the wall. Shizuka knew that they would need to show the cloth someday, but on the moment Shima had it and she wasn't yet ready to give it back.
After a moment the silent healer filled a wooden cup with the soup she was making and handed it to the demon behind her. She turned for him. The man took the cup like every other time, but this time he couldn't just sip the soup when Senshi suddenly stumped in from the bamboo door.
"Now tell you name, curse it!" the warrior shout at the demon. "The whole village has been in chaos since you arrived. Nothing is like it used to be!" He pointed at the taller man and looked with narrowed eyes.
Shizuka did no motion to stop it. She knew Senshi's temper and not only that. The demon should take care of this himself even thought he's still was not fully recovered.
"Get you butt up and start to do something like answering questions!" Senshi's face was turning red and the demon's expressionless face helped nothing in this.
The demon was still and did nothing. If he would be his usual self he would go at the guy and kill him but there was a lot on his mind now. Shizuka noticed this and decided it was time for her to do something here.
She stood up and put her arms on Senshi's shoulder to calm him down. The warrior calmed down and Shizuka firmly pushed the man out from the hut. Then she came right beside the demon and motioned for him to drink the soup.
The demon did when Shizuka smoothed the man's cheek with two streaks. He didn't mind it cause his presence was calming and the nightmares he kept seeing didn't come when she was around.
Shizuka reached for the soup to fill a cub for herself when she suddenly hear. . . "Sesshomaru" She turned around to look at the demon in wonder. He hadn't been talking even a single word since he had been taken here.
The healer and the demon looked at each other eyes for a long while. She understood. To him she had deserved to hear his name. Expressionlessly she bowed her head respectfully.
Sesshomaru said nothing more when she sipped the rest of her soup.
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A/N: Took some time to update this story as well. I wrote this last night, but now after this A/N I gotta write a school thing on Swedish. ^^'
Anyway. . .
Sesshomaru is so far a bit of OOC cause his thoughts are very fuzzy now. He's healing quicker than human but slower than demon. It will take quite a long time for him to heal, but that's the main thing in the story so far.
But it's not all ^_~
There will be an appearance from Inu-yasha and his friends and we'll find out what actually happened to Sesshomaru, but we are not at it yet.
I still don't have many readers for this story, but I hope to get more but still I'm very happy for the reviews I got so far ^_^
Very big thanks to KougasMyMan and Anime Crazy Girl!!!
I hope you like this chapter ^_^
Now I have to stop writing this A/N so I can do my school works before it's too late *smirk*
See ya!