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I promise you this chapter is much inproved then the first..At least i hope..I welcome flames..oh and any sugestions on how to make the story better or any pairings then please Review..Thankies.
Chapter 2Loaming shadow
Inuyasha sat with his back against the ageing hut wall.His amber gaze staring intently into the dancing flames of the morning fire.Outside the window the dawning sun cast a spotlight across his back and over to the back of my form.He could tell by the rise and fall of my cheast and the constant fidgeting of my pettit fingers that it was evident that i was'nt a good sleeper.Inuyasha quitely stode the scent was tingling his nose and flutterd his heart.The squeze of self countius pain is what clutched at the drained organ.Those memorys of his past two loves that he hade pushed to the back of his mind was begining to resurface.And Inuyasha would'nt allow it.After all he thought is'nt that how he got here in the first place.Is'nt that why the two sufferd so immensly all because of the feelings he carried for them and the constant need for Kikyo and Kagome to get closer to him. It was evident to anyone who would pay attention long enough to see threw the arrogant irritated mask that he really blamed himself for Kikyos and Kagomes death.
Silver untamed locks blew around his slighty toned face as his flickering amber eyes toke in the outside.Silver dog ears swirved on the top of his head listening out for any sound that could alert him. Taking a deep breath he let the musky humid morning air drown out the haunting scent of my form.The rain from last night hade left the ground soaked and the air condenced in a misty fog.Though he would never admit it,He actually did feel he needed to make sure he was still in good form after the year he spent pinned to the godtree.Inuyasha growled at himself as he steped out into the field before the villiage.His clawed hand wrapped securly around Tentsigas hilt letting his pent up emmotions flow threw the ancient sword.With Everything he felt with the reality of Narakus continued exitence,he whipped his face clean of emmotions and conscentrated on just his power and the battle stances.Possibly the begening of his new practice sessions.
Sango awoke a silent cold nights sweat soaked her form hade made her kimino and hair stick to her body.Nightmares hade intetwined into the very depths of her peaceful sleep and continued to haunt her with the images of the past.Her heart thudded in her cheast so rapidly she feared that it could awake the intire huts occupants.Quitely grabbing her bathing tools and herigatso she quitely steped out of the hut.Taking the worn path to the nearby hotsprings her footsteps fell lightly barely making a sound. Half lidded crimson lined brown eyes blurred with tears but continued to make out the path as she got closer to her place of confort.A quite shuttering sigh was heard along with the thud of her giant weapon as it was placed next to the closest bolder that set before the naturaly steaming water.Yes this was where she felt most secure.
Dark brown hair flowed around her form as she slipped off her sweaty kimino and slowly made her way into the conforting warmth of the hotsprings.Letting her tensed muscles soath beneath the heated waters,Sango quitely made her way to the center of the hotsprings where a large smooth boulder sat her slender but firm toned arms around the top of the cool surface letting her soft form rest against it.This was where she could wash away the images of her nightmares,and let go of the pain that was locked inside her,without revealing to anyone that she ever hade any.But Deep inside she knew that she could'nt keep this up to long.But a gentle smile came to her face as a image of my form appeared in her mind.Sango actually let out a small sigh of relife whispering to herself:"at least now shes here,at least even if we have yet to know her,we will at least have the chance.And this time im not letting go,i will never allow another that i care for suffer the dark wrath of that bastard naraku".Sango clenched her fist so hard that her nuckles turned white and then slowly released them and begain to clense herself for the begining of another day.
Gentle violet eyes slowly blinked open to the mornings rays that warmed his face.Using his gloved right hand to block the bright rays to blind his eyes.Instead letting his gaze rest on the prayer beads that wrapped around what he secretly called his life watch.Yes to everyone else he seamed calm and unworried about the small hole that rested beneath the protection of the prayer beads.The very hole that his father carried and the very one that sent his father out of this world and in to the enternal abize of darkness.Truthfuly underneath the calmness was the real Miroku,He was terrified not for him but those he so charrished.That little hole he carried would one day threaten to take him and everything he cares about spinning into a endless nightmare.But his determination and faith kept him from thinking that way,at least around the group of friends that walked nearly the same path as he.Miroku knew that this group,that he and the others that made this team would be the only chance the world has to survive the dark hanyous wrath.And if not for the world for his friends he continued lifing with the determination that one day Naraku would be no more.
Sesshomaru found himself gliding casually over the human villiage,he hade token to the air before the dawn of the sun.Demon and human alike feared him.To most he was nothing but a ruthless cold hearted bastard.And he did'nt seem to care that one would think that way about him.The great lord toke pride in the fear that he could strike into the very depths of every single soul that quiverd in his prescance.But a few years ago a small child one that never looked up at him with any fear and did'nt care what he was begain to follow him.Rin the small childs name was,after a amount of time the great lord grew acustomed to her constant prescance that always stayed close to him.It was also Kagome that intriged him..From the day she pulled Tentsiga from his fathers tomb she sparked his curiusty..And it hade secretly grown at every attempt he made to end Inuyashas life,and those determined blue eyes that peirced into the very soul of him when she couragously stode up against him many times..It was she that made him stop attempting to end his half brothers life and let him see that he did'nt need Tentsiga.That it was enough being the great lord of the western lands and there was no need for Tensiga.For he already hade gained so much more,Respect and he gained a great amount of loyalty from those who alied with him.If he could have all of that he needed no more..
It was the very day Kagome was destroyed along with the clay incarnation Kikyo that his small ward Rin was instantly killed at the hands of the dark hanyou Naraku.That day Sesshomaru hade lost control and went into a great demon rage.It still haunted his memory his massive paws smashing any dark prescance in his wake and his deadly jaws crushing bones of narakus controled demon army.For the first time in his life he hade felt helpless,no manner how many narakus demons he destroyed he could'nt find the disgusting sick son of a bitch.Thankfully Sango and Miroku found him and even threw their own crys of despration,he somehow found himself calming out of his demon rage.He hade'nt found himself back to this place until my scent hit his nose along with Inuyashas awakend scent.And he knew that for him to defeat Naraku that he would do it togather with this group that seeks the same amount of revenge against the bastard naraku.Today would be just the begening for this team.
I lifted my form painfuly from my haunted sleep letting my eyes flutter open.Letting my blury sapphire gaze clear up as i let out ragged breaths, a could sweat covering my flushed form.Setting up quitely i looked around the old hut only to find Miroku laying in his corner his violet eyes glazed over as he looked up at his cursed hand.I bowed my head as i thought.None of them discerved the pain this Naraku has caulsed.Its disgusting how can anyone be so filled with darkness and hate that they would destroy and slowly turture others.My sapphire eyes hit the dark bruises that wrapped around my wrist and the shallow cuts that litterd my arms..but then i do know someone like that,and next week he will be returning to the shrine.My fist clenched tightly stoping the blood flow to my knuckles allowing them to turn white as they shoke quitely.Angry tears danced in my eyes as i shouted in my mind:I DON'T CARE.HE CAN HURT ME ALL HE WANTS,BUT I WILL BE DAMNED IF HE EVER LAYS A HAND ON SHANE.I will be back before he can even lay his eyes on my kid brother.My father he always made his little visits to my inmuture mother and us making us relive his wrath.And i will continue to never let him lay a hand on them.
Haha i told you it would be better..well this chapter was more of explaintory of the characters inner tormoil about there own scars of the past.Ok ok i know this chap..was a bit short..Sry..The next will at least hold some action..theres plently of time for sugestions:I welcome any you may have.gives u puppy dog eyes any sugestions for any other oc characters beside myself and pairing sugestions are welcome.BRING ON THE FLAMES
Before i knew it during my memorys and shouting within my head i somehow hade found myself outside of the hut..
I promise you this chapter is much inproved then the first..At least i hope..I welcome flames..oh and any sugestions on how to make the story better or any pairings then please Review..Thankies.
Chapter 2Loaming shadow
Inuyasha sat with his back against the ageing hut wall.His amber gaze staring intently into the dancing flames of the morning fire.Outside the window the dawning sun cast a spotlight across his back and over to the back of my form.He could tell by the rise and fall of my cheast and the constant fidgeting of my pettit fingers that it was evident that i was'nt a good sleeper.Inuyasha quitely stode the scent was tingling his nose and flutterd his heart.The squeze of self countius pain is what clutched at the drained organ.Those memorys of his past two loves that he hade pushed to the back of his mind was begining to resurface.And Inuyasha would'nt allow it.After all he thought is'nt that how he got here in the first place.Is'nt that why the two sufferd so immensly all because of the feelings he carried for them and the constant need for Kikyo and Kagome to get closer to him. It was evident to anyone who would pay attention long enough to see threw the arrogant irritated mask that he really blamed himself for Kikyos and Kagomes death.
Silver untamed locks blew around his slighty toned face as his flickering amber eyes toke in the outside.Silver dog ears swirved on the top of his head listening out for any sound that could alert him. Taking a deep breath he let the musky humid morning air drown out the haunting scent of my form.The rain from last night hade left the ground soaked and the air condenced in a misty fog.Though he would never admit it,He actually did feel he needed to make sure he was still in good form after the year he spent pinned to the godtree.Inuyasha growled at himself as he steped out into the field before the villiage.His clawed hand wrapped securly around Tentsigas hilt letting his pent up emmotions flow threw the ancient sword.With Everything he felt with the reality of Narakus continued exitence,he whipped his face clean of emmotions and conscentrated on just his power and the battle stances.Possibly the begening of his new practice sessions.
Sango awoke a silent cold nights sweat soaked her form hade made her kimino and hair stick to her body.Nightmares hade intetwined into the very depths of her peaceful sleep and continued to haunt her with the images of the past.Her heart thudded in her cheast so rapidly she feared that it could awake the intire huts occupants.Quitely grabbing her bathing tools and herigatso she quitely steped out of the hut.Taking the worn path to the nearby hotsprings her footsteps fell lightly barely making a sound. Half lidded crimson lined brown eyes blurred with tears but continued to make out the path as she got closer to her place of confort.A quite shuttering sigh was heard along with the thud of her giant weapon as it was placed next to the closest bolder that set before the naturaly steaming water.Yes this was where she felt most secure.
Dark brown hair flowed around her form as she slipped off her sweaty kimino and slowly made her way into the conforting warmth of the hotsprings.Letting her tensed muscles soath beneath the heated waters,Sango quitely made her way to the center of the hotsprings where a large smooth boulder sat her slender but firm toned arms around the top of the cool surface letting her soft form rest against it.This was where she could wash away the images of her nightmares,and let go of the pain that was locked inside her,without revealing to anyone that she ever hade any.But Deep inside she knew that she could'nt keep this up to long.But a gentle smile came to her face as a image of my form appeared in her mind.Sango actually let out a small sigh of relife whispering to herself:"at least now shes here,at least even if we have yet to know her,we will at least have the chance.And this time im not letting go,i will never allow another that i care for suffer the dark wrath of that bastard naraku".Sango clenched her fist so hard that her nuckles turned white and then slowly released them and begain to clense herself for the begining of another day.
Gentle violet eyes slowly blinked open to the mornings rays that warmed his face.Using his gloved right hand to block the bright rays to blind his eyes.Instead letting his gaze rest on the prayer beads that wrapped around what he secretly called his life watch.Yes to everyone else he seamed calm and unworried about the small hole that rested beneath the protection of the prayer beads.The very hole that his father carried and the very one that sent his father out of this world and in to the enternal abize of darkness.Truthfuly underneath the calmness was the real Miroku,He was terrified not for him but those he so charrished.That little hole he carried would one day threaten to take him and everything he cares about spinning into a endless nightmare.But his determination and faith kept him from thinking that way,at least around the group of friends that walked nearly the same path as he.Miroku knew that this group,that he and the others that made this team would be the only chance the world has to survive the dark hanyous wrath.And if not for the world for his friends he continued lifing with the determination that one day Naraku would be no more.
Sesshomaru found himself gliding casually over the human villiage,he hade token to the air before the dawn of the sun.Demon and human alike feared him.To most he was nothing but a ruthless cold hearted bastard.And he did'nt seem to care that one would think that way about him.The great lord toke pride in the fear that he could strike into the very depths of every single soul that quiverd in his prescance.But a few years ago a small child one that never looked up at him with any fear and did'nt care what he was begain to follow him.Rin the small childs name was,after a amount of time the great lord grew acustomed to her constant prescance that always stayed close to him.It was also Kagome that intriged him..From the day she pulled Tentsiga from his fathers tomb she sparked his curiusty..And it hade secretly grown at every attempt he made to end Inuyashas life,and those determined blue eyes that peirced into the very soul of him when she couragously stode up against him many times..It was she that made him stop attempting to end his half brothers life and let him see that he did'nt need Tentsiga.That it was enough being the great lord of the western lands and there was no need for Tensiga.For he already hade gained so much more,Respect and he gained a great amount of loyalty from those who alied with him.If he could have all of that he needed no more..
It was the very day Kagome was destroyed along with the clay incarnation Kikyo that his small ward Rin was instantly killed at the hands of the dark hanyou Naraku.That day Sesshomaru hade lost control and went into a great demon rage.It still haunted his memory his massive paws smashing any dark prescance in his wake and his deadly jaws crushing bones of narakus controled demon army.For the first time in his life he hade felt helpless,no manner how many narakus demons he destroyed he could'nt find the disgusting sick son of a bitch.Thankfully Sango and Miroku found him and even threw their own crys of despration,he somehow found himself calming out of his demon rage.He hade'nt found himself back to this place until my scent hit his nose along with Inuyashas awakend scent.And he knew that for him to defeat Naraku that he would do it togather with this group that seeks the same amount of revenge against the bastard naraku.Today would be just the begening for this team.
I lifted my form painfuly from my haunted sleep letting my eyes flutter open.Letting my blury sapphire gaze clear up as i let out ragged breaths, a could sweat covering my flushed form.Setting up quitely i looked around the old hut only to find Miroku laying in his corner his violet eyes glazed over as he looked up at his cursed hand.I bowed my head as i thought.None of them discerved the pain this Naraku has caulsed.Its disgusting how can anyone be so filled with darkness and hate that they would destroy and slowly turture others.My sapphire eyes hit the dark bruises that wrapped around my wrist and the shallow cuts that litterd my arms..but then i do know someone like that,and next week he will be returning to the shrine.My fist clenched tightly stoping the blood flow to my knuckles allowing them to turn white as they shoke quitely.Angry tears danced in my eyes as i shouted in my mind:I DON'T CARE.HE CAN HURT ME ALL HE WANTS,BUT I WILL BE DAMNED IF HE EVER LAYS A HAND ON SHANE.I will be back before he can even lay his eyes on my kid brother.My father he always made his little visits to my inmuture mother and us making us relive his wrath.And i will continue to never let him lay a hand on them.
Haha i told you it would be better..well this chapter was more of explaintory of the characters inner tormoil about there own scars of the past.Ok ok i know this chap..was a bit short..Sry..The next will at least hold some action..theres plently of time for sugestions:I welcome any you may have.gives u puppy dog eyes any sugestions for any other oc characters beside myself and pairing sugestions are welcome.BRING ON THE FLAMES
Before i knew it during my memorys and shouting within my head i somehow hade found myself outside of the hut..