His eyes mocked her. He knew she could no longer fight. She had lost her mission and the battle was over. He was the victor. Hence his name, Shing.
"Are you ever going to take this damnable spell off me, bastard?!" she yelled, quite sure that he would not. She only wished to make noise. Giving him a migraine was her only objective.
He smiled boyishly, and answered in a manner that showingly expressed his admiration of his own cleverness. "Please. You expect me to let you go after you tried to attack me twice now? I'm curious about you." He blushed momentarily. "And your motives."
She snorted impatiently, pissed off at the world, damning every god she knew of.
"Bastard..."
"Now, now. I have a name. Shing. Jin Shing . Now, say it with me... S-H-I-N-G." he pronounces each syllable carefully, as if she were a child. It got her attention. But even more of her anger.
"For you, bastard fits just fine"
He smiled placidly, ignoring the insult, determined to find out more of the fascinating female. "So, I told you my name. What's yours?"
She snorted. The expected response.
He was feeling giddy today, so this discussion was bound to turn into something fun. In his present mood, throwing up would be a joy."Well, judging by your clothes...and level of courtesy, I'd say you were...of the wolf demon clan! Am I right? Tell me I'm right. And, since that demon clan is so powerful, I'd say you have a sturdy, strong name, with a light feminine air to it. Come on speak up! I guessed and now you have to tell me if I'm right! It's a game now!"
Her cat like blue eyes pierced him, making him shudder. His smile faltered for a minute, hoping mentally that the incantation was pronounce correctly and that the spell he had on her was free of flaws.
"My name..." she paused, as if unsure whether telling him would endanger her life or not. "My name...is no business of yours"
He tripped visibly.
"Oh, come on! How about...if you tell me your name, I'll take that 'damnable spell' marking off of you." He, of course, had no intention of doing so.
Her eyes widened momentarily, then narrowed. She was suspicious. Youkai could smell lies and truth, and she did not sense the latter. He was the type of person who fooled around. He had no sense of power. He was totally, 100 percent lax. Being that, he wouldn't take the spell off her, for fear of his life. This Shing fellow was a joke, even for a human. She liked toying with fools. Even in the position she was in, he was the pray, and she was the predator. Telling him her name wouldn't hurt.
"My name is Amaya' if you must know" she said. She was rather proud of her first name. Night rain. It was dark and subtle, like her.
"That's a Japanese name, right?" Shing's eyes shone with what he thought to be another victory, although, he was being played. He stared at her intently. "Last name please."
She grimaced. Sure, her first name was strong and dark, suitable for a demon clan heir. But her last name, Orino, was a mocking, disgusting word for a wolf girl. Her father had given it to her. In thanks for her gender, he gave her immortal shame. ' 'Weaver's field' my ass. A name more suitable for a widow or a peasant girl.'
"Yoko." She lied. Through many years of asceticism, she had made a long list of each of her qualities she had to improve on, or change completely. It was one of many names she longed to have instead. Ambitious, just as she was.
"That's a lovely name..." he complimented, trying to sooth the demons un extinguishable temper by dumping pound upon pound of assuage into her ears and memories, hoping to get on her good side. Technically, he was hitting on her, put she probably wouldn't approve of that. Though, it was no surprise he was attempting a relationship. She was quite an eye catcher.
The first time she had attacked him, was in his village during harvesting season. During high noon, he was out in the field with all the other villagers, not so much working as flirting shamelessly with local girls. Then, suddenly, a small tornado was making a mad dash towards him. And, right where the chaotic vortex of cutting wind once blew mercilessly stood a female demon. The village women shrieked and ran away, but he stood still as marble, staring at this strange youkai.
She was both lanky and muscular, a good eight inches taller than him. She wore little armor and pale tan fur on her shoulders, legs, wrist, and waist. Her shocking blue made an oddly desirable contrast against her well toned body. Her raven hair was cut evenly, yet thrown carelessly into a loose ponytail, revealing her pointed elfin ears. He muffled a laugh when he saw the wolf tail hanging from her backside. Her presence gave her the one of immediate authority, and still Shing got the feeling that she was an immature, irresponsible teen still going through the fluctuating emotions of any other PMSing young women.
Her blues eyes had dawned down on him, as if he were insuperior, and not even worth a second thought. "Where is the man who killed my brother!" she roared at the entire village. Shing knew that by brother, she did not mean by blood, but more of loyalty and friend ship.
"That murder's scent is here, and if he wishes for all your lives, he'll come out and admit murder honorably and die!" no one moved. Humans were all too predictable. The ones who were innocent didn't speak up, and those guilty hide away. "I won't spare one person! Not one single...slimy...gutless human in this village, if you don't tell him to come out. I'll feed you all to my clan, and your hide will warm my cubs!" her fists were clenched, and she was shaking in rage.
The female demon's vengeful anger was a little unsettling, as if she could strike at any moment. And he was the closest person. Silently as possible, he backed away. Bad move.
Her icy glare pierced down on him again, a smirk on her lips. "You must be the bastard murderer! Only the guilty back away, and you smell like him." then she lunged at him. Like a wild wolf.
He instinctively cringed, and then he blacked out.
When he had awoken, he found out that the village priest had saved him, and he a fainted out of fear. 'How unmanly' he had thought. The priest gave him a seal later on, telling him the incantation to chant during his next encounter with the retributional female. Now she had the detriment. The seal would place a tattoo on her neck, which read the characters for 'slave'. That would ensure that she could not go back to her clan for help (it would be to shameful anyway and they would banish her) and that she could not deny his every whim temporarily. He had liked the sounds of that.
Thus the present and second meeting...
hoora! chapter one complete! the inuyasha gang will be in the next chapter!!!!