Yay!! I like attention!! That's why I'm doing this story instead of my others. I know, I'm evil, but I seriously think my normal reviewers are hating me now, so I might as well do this. If you're reading this and like it, I suggest you read my YGO stories, or my IY songfic story, or my IY/YGO crossover. That crossover is pretty good in my opinion, but what do I matter? Anyhow, here's the story.
Ch. 3
Kagome was wringing her hands fervently. She hoped just as fervently that Sesshoumaru had not muddled himself into the substance she knew was toxic for someone like him. In truth, she knew not why she cared; only that she did.
"Kagome, this is bullshit! My brother doesn't wanna be found, so let's make his wish true!" Inuyasha said in exasperation. The Northern Province was not too familiar to him. Oh, if only Sesshoumaru had headed back to his lands. His scent would be easier to track. However, in the north, tracking a scent was annoying, since the hanyou was not familiar with the geographical terrain. It didn't help that his brother had the power over him to fly.
"Inuyasha, we can't...just leave him to die. I feel responsible..."
"Number one: if you are, that should be good, right? Number 2: It wasn't your fault he was practically stumbling over himself in starvation and decided to take your stuff..."
"Excuse me, Inuyasha, but that was MY chocolate!"
Shippo was in a towering temper at the loss of his snack, and he wasn't too keen on hiding it. Kagome tried to apologize, but that didn't improve his mood much.
"He'd better not have eaten it! And if he did, I hope it gives him a stomachache to end 'em all!!" he spat.
"I'm with you, kid," Inuyasha said.
Kagome sighed.
"Look, Inuyasha. If you don't want to come, I'll just take Kirara with me and find him myself."
"Like hell you will!!" the hanyou spat in irritation, ears flattened to his skull.
"Sorry, boy. Sit!!"
Inuyasha plummeted into the ground. Kagome quickly took Kirara and fled.
As the spell wore off, Inuyasha cursed.
"Sango, what did ya do, hand her Kirara?!"
"More or less. Look, Inuyasha, if you wish to catch her, go now before Kirara's scent fades. Like it or not, she's kind-hearted."
"Grr...Damn her!"
Inuyasha took off.
Sesshoumaru was deep in horrid, fever induced dreams, tossing and turning madly, moaning and groaning. Anything horrible that he had ever experienced was being relived, only ten times worse...
He was in a meadow, doing what he did best apart from fighting—sitting in contemplation and maybe slight meditation. He smiled as he stared at the evening crescent moon. It was waning, he noticed, something he never could notice anymore. Rin was at his side, peacefully drawing pictures of the bright pinpricks on the billowing black tapestry that was the sky. Slowly, he felt his eyelids droop in pleasant contentment.
Why can't it be this way all the time? he wondered.
As the lord finally began to drift away, he felt the ground tremble beneath him. Instantly, almost impulsively, he leapt gracefully to his feet, trying to scent what his instincts told him could not be good.
Suddenly, great fires sprung up from the ground.
"Master Sesshoumaru! Rin is scared!!"
He felt his heart begin to race as he heard the girl's frightened cry.
"Rin! Where are you?! Tell me!!"
"Help, Master!!"
Despite her cries, Sesshoumaru found it nearly impossible to discern them from the roaring flames. Already the smoke was overtaking him and causing him to stumble. His powerful senses were of no use to him now.
Coughing violently, his teary eyes made out a silhouette in the flames.
"Rin!!"
He ran through the fiery walls, feeling the flames burn at his skin, consuming him. His breath came in ragged gasps as he came to his young ward. Blood was dripping from his burns, yet he still kept her as the first priority in his mind.
"Lord Sesshoumaru, it hurts!" Rin said piteously, clutching a burn on her arm. Her face was streaked with tears and blood, her free hand still clutching the cinders barely recognized as flowers.
"Come, I shall take you away."
He yelled in pain as a burst of flame charred his face. The lord wrapped his tail tightly around Rin, hoping that it would not be burned any further, lest he lose full function of it.
For an eternity, it seemed, he ran through wall after wall of burning inferno. Eventually, he found his way out and deposited Rin to the ground out of what was left of his tail. He made to go out as well, but the flames manipulated themselves into an arm which wrenched him into the core of the hellish fire.
Fully afraid of the flames by now, he screamed. Surely death was imminent. He huddled up as his skin was eaten away and his hair was dissolved to dust. He clawed at his face, trying to make the pain go away, but not able...
Just as suddenly as the fire had appeared, he fell through into a lake of water which caused a shock through his body...
The Western Lord took a sharp intake of breath, eyes flying open. His breath was sticky and cloying in his throat and just like in his dream, he was unable to breathe well through his nose. However, this coolness was much preferred to the burning fires. He looked up to find a rag on his forehead.
"Wha.......what is...going on....?"
He felt the heat begin to once again overpower the cool, damp cloth on his head and began to squirm.
"It burns..." he whispered, tossing madly in a vain attempt to cool himself.
"Calm down, boy. I'll change the rag."
Sesshoumaru ceased his thrashing and was rewarded by another waterfall of coldness.
His slight pleasure was not to last. Once again he felt nausea overcome his senses and he began to throw up. Someone turned his head to prevent him from choking, but he did not, at the moment, desire to know who. Look at where curiosity had gotten him already.
As he came at peace once again, coughing every once in awhile, he felt someone remove his swords.
Who dares remove Sesshoumaru's swords so freely?! He thought in indignation. It didn't last. Why am I complaining? Whoever this is has been helping me. However, I feel not any better. It is only lessening the sickness...
His eyes rolled in his head as he began to feel faint, but someone tapped him awake. He growled weakly, still feeling faint. The same person twisted his right ear.
That did it.
Sesshoumaru bolted straight into a sitting position, eyes glowing red and fangs gleaming in the light.
"You..." he said in a growling rasp. "My brother's wench..."
"I prefer Kagome!" the girl said softly, but with a slight edge.
"You have been...ohhh..."
Sesshoumaru's golden eyes rolled back and he fainted at that moment.
Whether it was in amazement, sickness or both is best forgotten as it is not even known.
Well, hope that was good. I'll probably update tomorrow unless I get grounded for something I didn't mean to do! Toodles!
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