Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
22222
HUZZAH!!! I'M BACK! AND WITH MORE IDEAS! Thank you, Sinubi, for helping me think up some stuff. I really hope everyone likes this fanfic and I'm a little scared that its seems to clichè. But hopefully I'll be feeling perverted enough to have the courage to write some fluffy-ness. Or maybe a rampaging crowd of fans will attack me and command me to write fluffy-ness. So0o0o... that's it. PLEASE REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! I TAKE ALL FLAMES, SUGGESTIONS, AND PRAISES!
22222
He put the Tenseiga away and smiled when he heard his opponent hit the ground, defeated. Finally the war was over. The war between him and his fucked up half-demon half-brother full-pain in the ass. (A/N: Yes, I'm sorry about Inuyasha's death... It really is sad. Who knows, maybe he'll become ressurected..???)
Finally, now that little shit would leave him alone and he could finally come back to Rin. If she was still alive.
Sesshoumaru didn't know how many years had passed since he left her. 10? 20? Maybe even 50?
He walked over and gazed upon the lifeless body laying there. He had fullfilled his dream. Finally, he killed that little retard.
Inuyasha's eyes were gray and glazed over. Poison sizzled in them. Blood trickled slowly down his cheek and a few teeth were knocked out from some good punches. His sticky hair lay plastered to his face from his sweat.
A puddle of blood was starting to form around him. He had been impaled. Sesshoumaru started to get sick from the nasty smell of decaying meat and blood. Ewww...
He turned away and replayed his heroic event of killing him. (A/N: NOT HEROIC!! SESSHY YOU MONSTER!) He had run the Tenseiga through him and plugged it into the ground, Inuyasha along with it. He was stuck on the ground and as long as Sesshoumaru still had a grip on that sword, Inuyasha couldn't go anywhere. Sesshoumaru slashed at his face, his poison claws jabbing his eyes and making them bubble and foam. Inuyasha kicked and screamed for help, but all the others were dead.
Finally, Sesshoumaru took the final blow and shot his hand into Inuyasha's chest and broke his Sternum and Ribs protecting his heart. He grasped it and gripped it tighter and tighter with each pulse. Finally, it stopped.
Sesshoumaru winced as the smell of blood followed him as he searched for the villager where he left Rin.
22222
Somewhere (over the rainbow!!!)
22222
Sesshoumaru was flying over a pretty field of flowers near Mt. Hakurei. No, he wasn't flying. It was more like gliding. Yeah, he glides. He knew where he was going. He knew he was on the right track.
A few more miles and he would be there to take Rin away with him again. He didn't care her age. As long as she was alive. He needed to keep his promise to her. He needed to come back for her.
22222
A few miles and a few hours later!
22222
He finally was here. The village he left her in.
22222
A/N: YEAH YEAH YAY!!! WOOT WOOT! I truly am sorry about the death of Inuyasha. Please REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you buh bye.