Something Special

Chapter 3: WTF MATE!

The longer he ran, the more he noticed that he was becoming more and more fatigued... and he was slowing down. Eventually his eyes began to close, sleep was coming to claim him. He slowed and stumbled, causing him to fall from the branches on which he was leaping from. A yawn escaped him defenses as he caught and righted himself as he continued his run. His eyelids continued their dangerous descent until finally they were closed and he had fallen and skidded to a stop on the forest floor. There he slept soundly for the rest of the night...

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The next day...

A piercing spear of white hot light shot through his delicately sensitive eyes as he slowly opened them as if for the first time. A groan escaped him as he quickly shut his eyes once more. Slowly awareness made itself more and more present as he realized that he was lieing on the forest floor in a very undignified position. Confusion made itself prevalent and he knew that something was wrong. At his first attempt to move, he found that there was a great weight upon his back and that his neck was incredibly stiff.

He opened his eyes, he was blinded once more. When his vision cleared he delicately turned his sore neck to look over his shoulder to find that the weight that was holding him down was his armour. Delicately he scented the air only to find that he could only catch faint whispers of what he was used to smelling. He looked around him to find that his sight was also greatly dimmed, and he listened to find everything but the most blantantly obvious of sounds were muted. Panic, an unfamiliar emotion began to well in his chest as he tried once more to rise. He fell once more to the ground, after only being able to lift himself mere inches from the ground to find a swath of chestnut brown hair fall over his shoulder. With something akin to fear he reached up and lightly tugged at the hair that had fallen over his shoulder to find that it was indeed his own hair. A scream welled in his throat which only his self preservation instincts and his pride held in check.

For several moments he lay there in panic, trying to catch his breath and calm his racing heart. After he accomplished that task, he somehow managed to turn himself over through a feat of pure strength and will alone. Somehow in the next few moments he had managed to undo the ties that held his armour in place and managed to worm his way out of it. By the time he had made it to his feet, he had managed to regain most of his infamous composure and was trying to determine where exactly he was. All he was able to determine was that he was completely and utterly lost. Without his superior sense of smell he had no way of knowing where exactly he was.

Randomly picking a direction he began walking. As the day progressed he could feel the sun's rays beating down upon his back through the canopy of the trees and for the first time in his very long life he felt sweat trickle down his back. In disgust he removed the top half of his usual atire and cast it aside, leaving it on the trail behind him. Several hours had passed and somewhere off the nonexistant trail he was following he could faintly hear voices. Something about those voices sounded oddly familiar and slightly comforting to him. He paused to listen for a few moments and heard one voice in particular being raised above the other. Feeling compelled to reach the source of that voice he veered off his trail and began to follow it.

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"We need to stop."

"Why?"

"Because we do..."

"That is not an answer and you know it!"

"We just need to stop, ok?"

"No!"

"Please?"

"No!"

"Fine I'll just stop walking then."

"Go ahead, I'll just keep going!"

"Damnit, Kagome! What's with you!"

"What's with me! WHAT'S WITH YOU!"

Both glared at each other in a role reversed battle of wills. Moments passed and neither would willingly submit.Several more moments passed, and still nothing; neither would budge. Those few moments stretched on for what seemed like forever.

"We're staying and that's that," he said with such a serious finality that was usually reserved for the most dire of battles. Needless to say, Kagome was gawking in pure shock at his tone.

"Okay, I suppose," she replied in a dazed stupor. With that Inuyasha flashed a smug grin and leapt up into the branches of the nearest tree. Several moments later, Kagome was forcefully scared out of her dazed stupor by the sound of something crashing through the bushes. With a startled gasp, Kagome whipped around to face the source of the noise but came face to back with a blob of red and silver. Taking a step back she saw that it was Inuyasha standing protectively in front of her.

Tentatively she peeked over his shoulder to see a tall brown haired man come crashing out of the bushes. His long chestnut hair was matted and drenched in sweat, and his clothes, what was left of them, were torn and filthy. Something was incredibly off about this man, but Kagome couldn't quite place it. Before she had time to further analyze it, the man swayed on his feet and fell.

With a startled cry, Kagome leapt out from behind Inuyasha, intent on helping the poor man when her red-clad companion stepped in her path with a growl that was strictly reserved for his infamous brother. When she tried to move out from behind him again, he repeated his previous actions. This continued on for several minutes until Kagome's left eye started to twitch in time with her irritation and she had finally had enough.

"SIT!"

With a smug smirk of satisfaction, Kagome primly stepped over Inuyasha's prone form and made her way over to the fallen stranger. With some difficulty, she managed to turn over the stranger's tall, muscular form. By the time she had finished that task, Inuyasha was freed from his subjugation spell and was angrily sitting in the branches of the nearest tree. Warily, he was eyeing the chestnut haired human as Kagome tended to him.

A calm silence descended over the clearing as Kagome went through her pack and pulled out a water bottle. Finding it empty, she turned to Inuyasha with a pleading look in her eyes.

"No way!"

"Please!"

"I said no!"

"Pretty please?"

"Hells fucking no!"

"Inuyasha..."

"No means n"

"SIT!"

"Dmnit renh i hought i haid ho! im no oin an aths at!"

"Well if you're not going, THEN I AM! And if there is so much as one hair on his head misplaced when I get back, I'll sit you so hard and so much you'll dig your grave all the way to America!... GOT THAT!"

"Yesh am."

"Good, then I'll be back!"

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He had been conscious long enough to hear and see the last part of that quarrel between the mix-matched travelling companions and smirked in amusement when his younger brother was subdued. His smirk turned into a full blown grin when his brother docilely aquiesced to the human woman's demands, though somewhat grudgingly and fearfully. When she cheerily took her leave, he couldn't help himself when he burst out laughing... something he had never done before.

With an angry scowl Inuyasha rounded on his vulnerable brother. Instead of lunging at him with claws outstretched as would be expected, he merely cockily folded arms across his chest and smirked. Patiently he waited for his emotion overcome brother to calm down enough to look him in the face. When his brother failed to immediately calm down, his smirk faded and his face changed into an angry scowl.

"Hey!... hey!... HEY! JUST WHAT'S SO DAMNED FUNNY ANYHOW!"

"Wh-what have you done to me?" Sesshoumaru asked between the dieing remnants of his laughter. Slowly his laughter melted away and a very serious expression crossed over his very human face. His wide brown eyes shown with barely suppressed emotion as he stared at his brother. A slight hint of fear and doubt could be caught flickering in his brown eyes.

"I haven't done shit and you know it," with that question answered, his brother gave him one stern glare that was reminiscent of his former demon self before his eyes rolled back into his head and he dropped like a stone.

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