Disclaimer: nope.
And, I'll never say it again. I will never say anything about owning Inu Yasha. He isn't mine. Just mine to control in my fanfics, but that's it. I really wish he were here... (looks up at Mystic Hanyou with large puppy eyes) can I have my mate back? Please (toothy grin)?
I was writing in the outline thingy I have for this story and my hand was just flying away, putting down what it wanted. And let me tell ya, it's kinda weird, what is gonna happen after this chapter till 'bout chapter sixteen. Don't know what I was on last night when I wrote it, but it musta been some pretty damn strong stuff.
Oh, and if anyone knows a good sight to translate Japanese to English, I'd really appreciate them!
~*~Chapter Twelve: What Strange Things~*~
There he was, right in her sight. She ran to him, her heart and soul pouring, draining, leaking from her eyes. But... she wasn't feeling like her self as she made her way toward him. At the moment though, she didn't care if she was a youkai. She just wanted to be with him; to feel his warmth, his breath, his lips. Her arms immediately locked behind his back, keeping him in a deadly hug. Her wet tears stained the red cloth that was suffocating her. She was with him again. Nothing else mattered. They were together.
She felt his little nose go to the place on her neck where his mark was... or should have been. She instantly felt him tense under her touch when he took a breath of her scent. His clawed hands gripped the top of her arms, forcefully pushing her away from him. Her eyes shut tightly. She heard someone speak in the background. She didn't understand the words, but then he spoke. She didn't obey what he said, just cried and cried; as if it would make all the pain of losing him go away. Her voice came... but it was unrecognizable to her. It all sounded like that evil man. Ever word that spilled from her mouth was underlined in hatred and betrayal.
In order to stop the suffering that was going to be done, she kissed him, willing her body to follow her wishes. She loved him and she was heartbroken when he pulled away from the affection. She knew then and there something was wrong. He wouldn't just back away. They were in love! She opened her eyes upon his voice and couldn't help but wonder when his eyes went wide. She heard a muffled gasp coming from somewhere. She was appalled when he asks her who she was. She heard herself tell him, but he shook his head, not believing her.
She felt the pain in her back. The pain flowed and blood spilled over his hand freely as his claws just went deeper into her pale flesh. The pain was unremarkable. It wasn't the pain of death. No, it was much more. He, her own mate, the one she had loved for three years, had done it. The fact that he would hurt her and cause her death caused her to shred, from the inside out.
He removed his claw, watching her as her body went limp and fell on the cold, muddy ground in this shaded area. Before falling into her eternal sleep, a glimmering tear on his face shattered the very light that she was holding onto.
~*~
Morning came on the group without a second glance. They all left the western lands shortly after a hearty breakfast supplied by the servants. Everyone was refreshed and ready for anything to come their way. Sango and Miroku stood behind Sesshomaru and Inu Yasha, who were leading the way on this expedition. The youkai noses quickly picked onto Kagome's two-day-old trail and they all followed hastily. Pushing the limits of their speed, they came to a lake for a very late meal.
Sango sat with her fiancé as they prepared the meal killed by their companions. Speaking of which...
"Damn, I cant believe you let this happen," Koga said as he watched the fire blaze. Inu Yasha sat almost directly in front of the youkai, trying not to let his anger and frustration get the best of him. His knuckles were already going white on Tetsusaiga's sheath.
"Inu Yasha," Sesshomaru said, sitting next to him, "calm yourself." His cool voice rang through and the tension rose, but silence erupted (A/N: that was kinda ironic... silence erupted... that's like an oxy moron).
"Feh," was all the hanyou replied before turning his gaze to the food. "Is it done yet? He asked. As if on cue, all three of the youkai's stomachs rumbled, Sesshomaru's quieter than the other. Sango laughed lightly before handing them all a plate full of fish.
Sango, Miroku, and Sesshomaru sat and ate in their own decency, while Koga and Inu Yasha wolfed theirs with unimaginable speed. Within ten minutes, all was eaten, and the half rested group continued with their quest.
~*~
They came upon the castle and a thick miasma hit them. Sango and Miroku shared her mask, each taking a few breaths before giving it to the other. The three youkai, however, were unaffected. They trudged along through the high gates. Inside, standing with demons practically swallowing the scene whole, was Naraku. One youkai, in particular, was standing in front of the wicked hanyou. The Inu group stood in a line, set in defense positions, ready to attack when needed.
"So, you have finally arrived, have you?" Naraku asked, a hint of amusement in his tone. "You are now able to meet my latest incarnation."
The embodiment that stood before Naraku fluttered its wings. They were tattered and torn, but their condition was for sight only. They carried him off the ground with no problem at all. His large, pumpkin orange eyes seemed to glow as he floated. His body was small and child-like colored a pale, haunting green. The lips of this youkai were almost nonexistent. Yellow, jagged teeth protruded from his skin and saliva dripped to the ground, eating away slightly as it hit the earth. His long, bony fingers had two inch nails growing from them that shone dully (A/N: another oxy moron... shone dully) in the light.
"Dream Snatcher... you have playmates." The broken skin around the teeth of Dream Snatcher seemed to curl somewhat into a smile. He blinked five times, alternating eyes, and one by one the members of Inu Yasha's team fell to the ground, limp thuds echoing through the thick quietness of youkai.
~*~END CHAPTER~*~
(Authoress nowhere to be found)
Inu Face
And, I'll never say it again. I will never say anything about owning Inu Yasha. He isn't mine. Just mine to control in my fanfics, but that's it. I really wish he were here... (looks up at Mystic Hanyou with large puppy eyes) can I have my mate back? Please (toothy grin)?
I was writing in the outline thingy I have for this story and my hand was just flying away, putting down what it wanted. And let me tell ya, it's kinda weird, what is gonna happen after this chapter till 'bout chapter sixteen. Don't know what I was on last night when I wrote it, but it musta been some pretty damn strong stuff.
Oh, and if anyone knows a good sight to translate Japanese to English, I'd really appreciate them!
~*~Chapter Twelve: What Strange Things~*~
There he was, right in her sight. She ran to him, her heart and soul pouring, draining, leaking from her eyes. But... she wasn't feeling like her self as she made her way toward him. At the moment though, she didn't care if she was a youkai. She just wanted to be with him; to feel his warmth, his breath, his lips. Her arms immediately locked behind his back, keeping him in a deadly hug. Her wet tears stained the red cloth that was suffocating her. She was with him again. Nothing else mattered. They were together.
She felt his little nose go to the place on her neck where his mark was... or should have been. She instantly felt him tense under her touch when he took a breath of her scent. His clawed hands gripped the top of her arms, forcefully pushing her away from him. Her eyes shut tightly. She heard someone speak in the background. She didn't understand the words, but then he spoke. She didn't obey what he said, just cried and cried; as if it would make all the pain of losing him go away. Her voice came... but it was unrecognizable to her. It all sounded like that evil man. Ever word that spilled from her mouth was underlined in hatred and betrayal.
In order to stop the suffering that was going to be done, she kissed him, willing her body to follow her wishes. She loved him and she was heartbroken when he pulled away from the affection. She knew then and there something was wrong. He wouldn't just back away. They were in love! She opened her eyes upon his voice and couldn't help but wonder when his eyes went wide. She heard a muffled gasp coming from somewhere. She was appalled when he asks her who she was. She heard herself tell him, but he shook his head, not believing her.
She felt the pain in her back. The pain flowed and blood spilled over his hand freely as his claws just went deeper into her pale flesh. The pain was unremarkable. It wasn't the pain of death. No, it was much more. He, her own mate, the one she had loved for three years, had done it. The fact that he would hurt her and cause her death caused her to shred, from the inside out.
He removed his claw, watching her as her body went limp and fell on the cold, muddy ground in this shaded area. Before falling into her eternal sleep, a glimmering tear on his face shattered the very light that she was holding onto.
~*~
Morning came on the group without a second glance. They all left the western lands shortly after a hearty breakfast supplied by the servants. Everyone was refreshed and ready for anything to come their way. Sango and Miroku stood behind Sesshomaru and Inu Yasha, who were leading the way on this expedition. The youkai noses quickly picked onto Kagome's two-day-old trail and they all followed hastily. Pushing the limits of their speed, they came to a lake for a very late meal.
Sango sat with her fiancé as they prepared the meal killed by their companions. Speaking of which...
"Damn, I cant believe you let this happen," Koga said as he watched the fire blaze. Inu Yasha sat almost directly in front of the youkai, trying not to let his anger and frustration get the best of him. His knuckles were already going white on Tetsusaiga's sheath.
"Inu Yasha," Sesshomaru said, sitting next to him, "calm yourself." His cool voice rang through and the tension rose, but silence erupted (A/N: that was kinda ironic... silence erupted... that's like an oxy moron).
"Feh," was all the hanyou replied before turning his gaze to the food. "Is it done yet? He asked. As if on cue, all three of the youkai's stomachs rumbled, Sesshomaru's quieter than the other. Sango laughed lightly before handing them all a plate full of fish.
Sango, Miroku, and Sesshomaru sat and ate in their own decency, while Koga and Inu Yasha wolfed theirs with unimaginable speed. Within ten minutes, all was eaten, and the half rested group continued with their quest.
~*~
They came upon the castle and a thick miasma hit them. Sango and Miroku shared her mask, each taking a few breaths before giving it to the other. The three youkai, however, were unaffected. They trudged along through the high gates. Inside, standing with demons practically swallowing the scene whole, was Naraku. One youkai, in particular, was standing in front of the wicked hanyou. The Inu group stood in a line, set in defense positions, ready to attack when needed.
"So, you have finally arrived, have you?" Naraku asked, a hint of amusement in his tone. "You are now able to meet my latest incarnation."
The embodiment that stood before Naraku fluttered its wings. They were tattered and torn, but their condition was for sight only. They carried him off the ground with no problem at all. His large, pumpkin orange eyes seemed to glow as he floated. His body was small and child-like colored a pale, haunting green. The lips of this youkai were almost nonexistent. Yellow, jagged teeth protruded from his skin and saliva dripped to the ground, eating away slightly as it hit the earth. His long, bony fingers had two inch nails growing from them that shone dully (A/N: another oxy moron... shone dully) in the light.
"Dream Snatcher... you have playmates." The broken skin around the teeth of Dream Snatcher seemed to curl somewhat into a smile. He blinked five times, alternating eyes, and one by one the members of Inu Yasha's team fell to the ground, limp thuds echoing through the thick quietness of youkai.
~*~END CHAPTER~*~
(Authoress nowhere to be found)
Inu Face