(A/N) Welcome to the first chapter of Death, Emotion, And Everything in Between!!! This is my second fic, the first one is Child Of Heart, if you didn't know already… I don't know, but I hope this one will be better… Child Of Heart is currently uncompleted… but don't worry... I'll manage to do both stories… 0.0; Okay, I have nothing more to say, except ENJOY AND REVIEW!!!)

Disclaimer: Um, sorry, Rumiko, this is really a water gun, they are all yours I'm just borrowing ::shot:: see, water, just water….

Death, Emotion, and Everything In Between

Chapter One

Bird Song.

Child Laughter.

Rustle of Flowers.

Innocence.

           The tune of such a world is foreign to me. The ears that have heard a thousand pleas for help seem to ignore all melodies except that of Death. The song of the faceless women; of the souls with lidless eyes; that is the song they admire, the plucking of strings, pizzicato. Silence and Death, those are the perpetual chants my ears live by.

The Code.

The Code is not for Child Laughter.

Not for Bird Song or Rustle of Flowers. It is not for Innocence.

I live by The Code. Or rather, lived by it. Now the tune of Death has a different melody. It is the melody of Protection. Protecting Child Laugher, Bird Song, Innocence as well as the Rustle of Flowers.

I live by that Code now.

But Death does not bend to that tune so easily, so now, all I have left is Silence.

Thinking of things a bit more philosophically, I still have Death.

Silence is the dear friend of Death. Both bend to one another without question. After all, Death is the opposite of life; it is Time standing still. Silence on the other hand is Wasted Time. So, does not the Law of Syllogism state that Silence naturally Becomes Death?

A tug on my sleeve calls me back from the cold interior of my thoughts to the outside world of Laughter, Song, Innocence and something new. Emotion. The power of these new feelings wash over me and become one with my cold interior. All Emotion is now frozen. Death plays its tune in the Background.

"Sesshoumaru-sama, look, I made this for you." The child shows me a wreath of flowers. Vivid Colors. I know what she wants me to do, I lower my head so she may reach and tuck those colors into my silver hair. Emotions thaw for a moment and freeze up, once again. No use for them, Icicles give me more comfort than warmth. They offer much more protection.

I straighten myself. Dust away the Wetness the thawed icicles have left on my body and stand up, glancing around until my eyes pause on the child. Her eyes are shining with warmth. What a Fool. She Smiles. An Icicle breaks away. That Smile is the one thing that keeps her with me. Her Smile is the very thing that enabled me to save her and accept her almost as my own. Even though she is Human. She has the Smile. Too bad she is also a Fool.

She starts laughing. Child Laughter. Something I've learned to protect. The Rustle of Flowers catches my attention. Danger.

"Rin, be quiet."

"Hu-" the child shuts her Human mouth. The mouth that is capable of the Smile. Danger. My Claws extend to their toxic state and I hurl myself at the Beast of motion in the Rustling Flowers. Innocence can be very Deadly. I stop in mid assault. A breeze from the direction of the Beast flows to my nostrils and I pick up the very heavy scent of Blood. This Beast is already dead. My nose picks up a weaker scent. Under all that blood is the smell of-

My eyes widen.

Inuyasha.

But how is the idiot of a half brother that I have, connected to the Beast?

My nose picks up another scent.

This one is stronger than Inuyasha's normal one. It is the scent of his blood.

Another scent.

My eyes widen to their maximum extent.

This is the scent closest to me, to that of my father.

I stand still and a small hand tugs at my sleeve once more. I look down at the child. She is holding the wreath of flowers; it must have fallen off while I was running. I look at her and my instincts of Protection overcome my Curiosity.

"Jaken."

"Yes milord."

"Take Rin and bring her back to the castle. Rin, go play with Jaken and do as he says. I will be back shortly."

"Hai" both of them nod their heads in agreement. I signal for Ah and Uh to follow me. I jump onto the saddle and they fly into the clouds. Below I hear Jaken ordering Rin to follow him. But I know what she is doing. She is Staring at me. Smiling. Waving. Her pathetic Human brain does not understand. She does not know about the Blood.

I am Immune to it. I ignore it. The Stench would drive any demon crazy, any Normal Demon crazy, but not a Taiyoukai like me. If it did, I would not be the most powerful one in the Western Lands, or rather, My Western Lands. If it did, I would not have won all the battles, I would have lost. I would be insane a million times over, so I have to be Immune. There is no other choice for me.

I lead Ah and Un to the core of the stench. To the place filled with so much blood I would have thought that villages upon villages were massacred. But I know better. Experience has taught me so much, and has taught me well. This blood can't have been of villages because most of it is not even human. Maybe part of a village was destroyed, but the smell is mostly of demon blood.

I have reached the core. I halt Ah and Un for a moment and point in a direction. Down. The two heads nod to one another and head straight for the ground.

The strong smell of blood almost overpowers my senses, sending me to the brink of insanity. I stop and close my eyes. Focusing on my own scent. Calm. I need to feel that. Calm and Calm. The icicles maximize in their strength. Good. I open my eyes. There is too much to take in, even for a Demon like me. I close them once more hoping that the Calm would spread through my body.

My eyelids flicker open. Red. A lot of it. The Death orchestra is playing overtime. I study the Six Bodies. Three Demons. Three Humans. I recognize Five of the Bodies. Inuyasha's companions no doubt. More Fools. The Sixth I see was once a Kairi-youkai, defined by its strong teeth, teeth. A glint of Fang catches my eye as if it is an explanation. Pieces of the Tetsusaiga are strewn all over the battlefield.

I glance back at the Five Bodies I had identified both as Inuyasha's Companions and Fools. I look at my Kind first. The fire cat is missing her tails. I see them across the field in the taijya's hand. Bloody tears stain the once yellow fur red. What a Pity. Next, I look at the little Kitsune. No visible injuries, as he is lying on his back. My icicles freeze up once more as I turn him around and eye a flesh wound. I could see his innards poking out from his torn skin. Pity. I feel Pity once more.

I eye the humans now. The taijya first, with the fire cat's tails in her bloody hand. No hope for her. Her stomach covered by half of her weapon, the boomerang. I lift it; nothing that would associate her with the melody of Death is observable. I use one claw to tear her skimpy clothes. A trickle of blood flows down. I rip more of the fabric then I gently feel her ribs. How very strange. It seems to me that her own weapon killed her. The force that her weapon was knocked into her ribs caused them to shatter, right into her heart. She probably died in a of internal bleeding. How Gruesome.

The monk was lying right next to her, so it cost me almost no energy to waste on turning around to look at him. His staff still sparkled with his spiritual power. The smell of blood is very powerful with him. Nothing is wrong with the monk except for the gaping hole where his heart should be. There is no heart. His hand is clutching something. I open it and close it in a second's time. What kind of monster would rip out a man's heart and make him hold it while it was still beating?

I turn to the last body. It is Her. She is lying on a tree root. I see a glimmer of purple light. I look closer. It is her aura. She is alive, but Dying. There, I could hear it, the Melody. Her body seemed to take a few breaths at a time. That is when I actually heeded it. Her Heart.

KADUNK

KADUNK

KADUNK

Kadunk-kadunk-kadunk…

It sped up.

Her chest lifted and lowered as she took another small breath. It seems Inuyasha had missed her throat and instead took out her ribs. It does not matter to me.

She is a source of information. Though I could quite easily speculate what had happened, I do not know. I take a closer look at Her. Her hands clutch something near her ribs. Tetsusaiga's scabbard lies in her tiny hands, surrounded by some energy, which was being absorbed by her body. She jerked and opened her eyes using just about all of her remaining energy.

Her mouth moved, forming words. But her vocal cords remained unstrung.

She tried again. This time bits of the words were heard.

"Sessh….*gasp* take…*gasp* bits of…*sigh* Tet…tet …tet…" She rolled her eyes. Trying to focus on my figure. I moved closer.

"Tetsusaiga?" I asked? She half nodded. She pointed to the bits of the sword.

"Ta….ke" she finally managed to say before she fell into unconsciousness once more. I thought that she was right; after all, there might be a way to fix the sword, though truthfully, I do not need it anymore since I have the Tokijin. But another sword, one as valuable and as deadly as the Tetsusaiga is also a prized possession. And I, Sesshoumaru, shall have it as my own. If I find a way to fix it. I look at the girl, and decide to take her along with me, on Ah and Un's back. Once she tells me exactly what has happened I shall let her go, but for this very moment, she belongs to me.

I look at her the very moment her body jerks as she tries to inhale some oxygen. Death lingers near.

I pick the frail women and lay her on Ah and Un. Quickly, I gather the fragments of Tetsusaiga and summon a red cloud that would take me back to my castle. I nod to the dragon and Ah and Un begin to fly. I wonder what has become of my idiot brother. He is probably dead right now, or at least dying. Not knowing what he has become, a spineless killing machine. I think it is better left this way. For if the transformation doesn't kill him, the knowledge of what he did will, of course, if he is not already dead. I am quite sure in thinking that he would never wipe the smell of Blood Clean off his fingers. He would Die. And Death would play its lovely tune for him.

Did you like it? Did you not? Push the purple button.. oh.. and here's vocabulary….though, if you really know me, I didn't use a lot at all…

Hai- Yes

Youkai- Demon

Taiyoukai- um… lets just say, Demon Lord

Kairi- Beaver

I think that's it…

Sesshoumaru: Why exactly do I take her to the castle?

Spoken 0.0; : Uh… because you have to.:MYAHAHAHAHA! I made you… well, I guess I could fix it, don't worry, next chapter, you'll throw her out

::glint in my eye::

Kagome:: WHAT DO YOU MEAN THROW ME OUT, DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD I PRACTISED BEING HALF DEAD… AND NOW YOU'LL THROW ME OUT?

Spoken: Uh… it'll be fine, I promise…. ::worried::

Kagome: Oh, no! You promised me at least 15 chapter of being half dead… see….. its in the contract.

Spoken: Aw c'mon, wouldn't you rather be alive?

Kagome: Been there done that… its too boring…

Spoken: but if you're half dead you won't get many lines…

Kagome: I don't Sesshoumaru! Stop breathing down my back

Sesshoumaru: Don't worry, you're mine, remember

Spoken smack ::good ol' trusty frying pan:: hehehehe

Kagome &Sesshoumaru -.-;

Spoken… okay now's the time for reviewing hehehe…he…hehehe…oh.

*gulp*

Um

Okay

~Spoken,

Ja Ne

I NEED REVIEWS T_T

Kagome & Sesshoumaru -.-; wow, she sure is desperate.