I kinda switched stuff up and changed the pace of the story in the middle. It's been several months since then. I also changed how I wanted it to end from being more of a darker path to one that seemed a bit lighter. The conversation between father and son came from the Third movie (Which rocks even though I left before I saw the fourth one (cries)

Several days had past which soon turned to a few months. Expanding their territory was no longer his father's intentions. Shortly after the discovery of the future heir his father all but abandoned their home and often stayed in the company of that woman Izayoi.

Sesshoumaru, however, had placed himself in isolation in his own quarters. No servant or guard, however favored, wondered in on him, lest they didn't value their life.

I'm sure now you can imagine how crushed the great prince must be. Inside he fought a battle between the past in which he was taught that the thought of Youkai and human was unacceptable, the product of the two was an abomination. His mother had taught him this. His very own father had played an even greater part in teaching him this.

Most Youkai, especially young ones, are slow to change. Or more so, slow to accepting change. This wasn't simply a change in trivial routine at all. This was changing the very foundations of what he was taught, shaking it, twisting it, looping it several times and turning it upside-done and adding brilliant shades of color to something that was as clear as black on white. Needless to say, the young prince was shocked in more ways than one.

Since his son had met with Izayoi, Inunotaisho held no secrets of their relationship. Since that point in time, followers of the thousands had left. The numbers dwindled to the very few who had stayed. However, they were far more loyal, and concerned, to the prince than their overlord. They all believed that they were betrayed by the Daiyoukai and worst of all, betrayed his son and former wife. Soon after that, the few become a mere handful due to the prince's lack of action.

Needless to say, there was hardly a territory left to protect. Most of the guards, who have gone renegade made their own provinces. Any one under them, the servants or lesser warriors, were dealt with personally by Sesshoumaru. While he had a lack of motivation, he was not going to let anyone under him run a muck so long as he held claim to this land, with or without his father.

Anybody who could get close enough could see the life in Sesshoumaru's eyes, or much rather his shining pride, was no longer there. Difficult for either of us to believe, but his eyes were colder, and harsher during these times of extreme change. His tolerance level in this point of his life was at an all time low. Anyone who dare speak of him in otherwise praise within his ears' reach was killed on the spot as well as anyone who agreed with them. On worse days, even the ones holding the conversation with the 'traitor', as they were labeled, was killed, regardless of whose side they were on.

Often times now, the young prince's mind will wonder to the past. He, like most others, shared the idea that his father had betrayed his mother. Several years had past since he had last seen her. She had died in the battle against the cat Youkai while fighting along side his father. Inunotaisho showed no remorse and claimed she died in their land's name and left it at that.

Other times, his mind traveled the future. This Hanyou brother of his...How would he be dealt with. It was spring when he had begun to grow, it was turning to the colder months now, it would not be long until it would be born. While the thought of a Hanyou brother is utterly unbearable, the thought of a brother was almost welcoming. He would fold over that thought with the lecture of "tainted blood" which was preached to him since he was old enough to understand words. Yet…still….

He cast all thoughts aside as he looked to the window. Snow... Has time really passed so fast? Getting up from his perch by the window and walked to the shoji about to slide it open until his father's name is brought up from the sound of the voices it was between three people…

"His lordship has gone again…."

"Another battle with Ryuukossei? But his wounds have yet to heal since his last encounter!"

"I've heard that because of Ryuukossei, a human was given word of the future prince. He may be in danger since he is as against the thought of that woman baring a Hanyou. I believe his name was Takemaru…or something similar to that…"

"I've heard that as well…another rumor says he had taken the woman to his own fortress. His men on guard kill any Youkai they spot no questions asked!"

"The fool, once he hears word of any who dare attempt to attack "that human", he would gallantly stick his neck out! He did nothing for our late ruling lady."

"Shh! Lord Sesshoumaru may hear you!"

As if on queue, the young prince slid open his door, eyes as cold as ever and the will to kill was thick in the air. All three huddled together, as if to become one, bringing some hope of survival with it.

With one glance of him, he would resemble the Sesshoumaru we happen to know today. Almost exactly the same, with the exception of a different designed kimono and he was decorated with no sword. He spared their lives due to his impatience, if you can imagine it.

Speeding past the shivering servants and taking no time to navigate his way through the corridors and rooms and took a great leap as soon as the opportunity arrived. While he was aware of his father's attempt to rid the world of his all timed adversary, he did not expect to hear word he would be as foolish as to challenge the mighty dragon time after time, before his wounds could heal.

I'm sure you and I understand that Youkai, especially Daiyoukai are exceptional healers. We all recall how painful Sesshoumaru's encounter with the wind scar was and how long it took him to recuperate. Needless to say, should wounds take longer than an hour to heal, they were indeed serious. For Inunotaisho to take offensive again before taking time to heal against the exact same foe who had inflicted such wounds on him again, he would surely need assistance.

'He is, after all, my father…'


Surprisingly, he need not go far to find his father's body. He stood on the shore of the nearby beach. No noticeable damage can be seem but the scent of his father's blood was still strong, removing doubt that he was "just fine". He then noticed something else; he was facing the direction of that town. It was then he remembered the words of the servant, of the man Takemaru. While humans were indeed weak and inferior creatures, his father was in no condition to fight.

Landing lightly on the snow-covered beach. The wound on his fathers arm was more apparent as blood spilled onto the pristine snow, the scent was unbearable to Sesshoumaru but he kept his stoic act. Inside he was torn by his father's decision. He has chosen the human and Hanyou over the memory of his mother, the territory that had been upheld for several generations. Most of all however, he chose the human and Hanyou over his own son of several centuries.

"Are you going, father?" Sesshoumaru began.

Inunotaisho made no move to look at his son, the wind whipped through both of them. Mixed with the snow, the temperature was almost unbearable but neither noticed. The tension between both father and son was too taut to take notice of anything else.

"Will you try to stop me, Sesshoumaru?" Was the Daiyoukai's only response, but there was an edge to it, he wasn't going to be strayed from his destiny by his own son.

A slight pause but there was no way the young prince would back down now. From his response he understood that there was no stopping him and thus replied honestly, "I will not stop you…. However, I want both Tessaiga and Sounga. "

"If I said no…would you kill your own father?" His voice was the harshest he's ever heard it before. Sesshoumaru said nothing; did he really believe he would kill his own father? One of his dreams was to fight his father in hopes of one day becoming his equal, but never had he thought of killing him. "Why do you desire such power?"

In truth, Sesshoumaru, in heart, was still a child. He wanted them because they belonged to his father. However his response was not entirely false. Since his ulterior motive was to rebuild an empire of his own, regain what was lost and gain even more. On this path of conquest, power was necessary thus he NEEDED, the two swords. He didn't simply WANT them for his own childish reason.

Inunotaisho repeated the word Sesshoumaru used, the word "conquest". A long pause ensued before his father's next question. "Sesshoumaru, is there something you have to protect?"

In turn, Sesshoumaru repeated the line. Had he been asked this a few centuries ago he would say his land, and his mother and father. Years ago he would say his land and father. A few minutes ago he would say his father. He was bereft of everything he had as a child growing up. He had nothing to protect now. His response was cold as a result of all that he was reminded of. "I have no need of such…"

No more words were exchanged as his father's form began to shift and change into his demon form. One we could have confused to be Sesshoumaru's. His wounds were much more clearer now, as the Daiyoukai reared his head back to the moon and released an earthshaking howl. In seconds, the giant dog Daiyoukai was gone. Running in the direction of the fortress that held his lover and child.

Sesshoumaru stood silent; inside he was enraged but more so miserable. In his state he spat out "Ridiculous." Before turning to walk away. Though he did not halt, he wondered where he should go. He had no home to return to. By now, he wouldn't have doubted the last of the servants have left. Then a thought struck him…

He himself had said he was on the path of conquest, did he not? He will then make a home, a grand one, on top of the ruins of his old home. He would become the greatest successor of his family, rebuilding a lost Western Lands, being feared by his enemies and seen as the strongest. He would become what his father was and nothing would be able to be his down fall. He would become his father's equal and more…with or with out him…

That night was the last they had met….

Not long after that day, he received word from many of his father's demise trying to save that woman and child. He also was given word that the child was born that same night and was given the name Inuyasha. At that Sesshoumaru chuckled to himself, ironic name. Considering what he is…

Given to him that same day was Tenseiga. Though not exactly given to him. He was sent to find it. Apparently either Myouga or Toutousai was too cowardly to give it to him directly. While he always referred to it as a useless sword, it still belonged to his father, and thus kept it with him to the end of his days.


Still I've yet to answer a question, haven't I? Surely since Inuyasha was able to recognize Sesshoumaru, the two must have met at some point…...

The young silver haired boy ran as fast as he could, he didn't understand why they hated him, the humans of the village called him a Youkai so he should have been welcomed by them! Not trying to eat or, more than likely, to kill him! He only wanted to find a place where he could make a friend since no one in his village liked him.

The horrid beasts, they could hardly be described as Youkai. Beasts would be a more appropriate term. They were seemingly mindless creatures only out for the child's blood and nothing else. Not wanting to die, the young child began to go into an all out sprint. It was a natural instinct to flee, but a foolish one. He lost control quickly in the uneven terrain and tripped almost immediately.

The fall pained him greatly but it didn't compare to the pain he was feeling internally. He ran away from home and has probably worried his mother sick, now he'd never get to see her again. He was going to die, alone, and be eaten alive by these savage beasts! Hot tears streamed down his face as he heard the manic laughter and howls as they closed in, all of them competing in speed for the first bite and taste of flesh.

At that very second, a wide form stepped from hidden position of the trees on the side of the forest path. The shadow swung his arm in several ways causing a yellow, glowing wire from is finger tips bound itself around several of the beasts before becoming taut and tearing them apart.

The figure stood between the child and horde. Bringing up a clawed hand, he flexed his figures as a glow of green radiated from the sharpened nails. As they came closer he swiped at them.

"Dokkassou!" True to the attacks name, poison filled the air and killed the rest in a slower and more painful death than the others.

Quickly taking action, the shadow picked up the small boy and quickly escaped the poison filled area. The boy trembled under his arm and clutched at his tail that had been wrapped around his shoulder. He refused to look up, still to frighten and ashamed to show his tears, took comfort only in what he hoped would be safe arms.

Once in safer territory, and being mindful to drop him off close to his village, literally dropped him off. The slightly hurt boy scrambled to his hands and knees before wiping away his tears with his sleeve. "Inuyasha…"

Upon hearing his name called, his ears twitched. Looking up, his wide and puffy golden eyes met a slanted one of the same hue. Inuyasha was almost left speechless, if you didn't count his sputtering, then he was speechless.

The older boy stood with a clear sign of nobility. While his saviors back was shown to him, he was able to take notice of incredibly long silver hair. He was looking over his shoulder, leaving much of his face hidden behind shoulder armor.

"Inuyasha…"He began once more. "Do not stray too far from this village again. I will not be here to save you again."

Inuyasha was still in awe at how he knew his name but before he could even get out a syllable, "Besides, at this point your more human than demon anyway. Next time I see you it will be for a battle. I do not want to be disappointed…"

With that he was gone. Inuyasha looked around the place but did not see him. He sniffed the air for his scent and was about to chase after him until he remembered what he said.

"I'll become stronger!" he yelled. He could feel himself becoming arrogant at the thought of fighting him when he's older he'll be stronger for sure! From now on he wasn't going to run away!

"Inuyasha!" The boy turned to look at his mother; her face was contorted in worry as she was crying freely. Upon his mother's image he quickly ran into her arms and promised he wouldn't make her worry again as he told the story of his rescuer.


Sesshoumaru stood on a sturdy tree branch not too far from the scene. 'Until you are old enough, I'll protect you in father's place….' He turned and began to take leave.

'He is, after all… my brother…'


SAA OWARIMASHITA! I like how it ended, as the summary said, I may add an epilogue depending on my mood (Since I wrote this entire thing base on my mood and 2 reviews lol) I know, I made sesshoumaru seem less of a jerk but while yeah, he can be a jackass, he still has a soft side. If you ever watch the 3rd movie (Which I've been saying constantly) you'd understand my views on this...that and I partially take pity on him so yeah.

Read and review ;; It'll make me feel better!