Clueless97-All in due time. Naraku is quiet due to his planning.
Rena Moon-Thanks and yep Sesshomaru is slowly melting. I am trying to stay in character behavior.
Unspoiled Rini-Indeed, but I was trying to keep it to the character's core.
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His anger was a putrid mass, as his body pulsed with the feeling of hate and retribution. He was recovering from his numerous scrapes with his tireless problems. A growl of threatening ideas bubbled from him as he twisted another part of his body. Undistinguished demon parts laid around him, along with humps of white flesh. "Bioijin-ko, soon..." He promised, and his violet eyes flashed red.
The shadow that had been requested appeared before Naraku with an almost casual air. "So?" He intoned, a silent glare situated within his mind. He had not forgotten how he had passed from this world before. Sure InuYasha had felled the final stroke from his blade, and shattered his closest companion of a weapon, but the hanyou had not taken his livelihood. The borrowed jewel shards flashed as Naraku fixed a beaded glance on him.
"Why is the tigress not in my possession yet?" Naraku asked, calmly for the moment.
"Hmm, perhaps, it is you called me back?" He answered the question with one of his own.
"Do not forget who owns you!" Naraku shouted, while the shadow merely shrugged, hefting his large weapon upon his shoulder. "Your companions failed me and paid the price, do not follow in the same." Naraku warned, one of his mutilated claws coming dangerously close to the warrior's face.
"Yeah." He answered, and loosen his stance in an almost casual lean.
"Fine, since your companions failed, bring me InuYasha's head on a platter and the demoness, this is your last chance." Ordered Naraku, the claw twisting before his gaze. The figure didn't respond verbally, but walked out, tossing a gaze to his weapon.
"Well Banryuu, time to shed blood again." The mercenary commented swinging his long bladed weapon. When Naraku called his fellow dead mercenaries, companions he was wrong. His only true companion was his Banryuu. For it could never betray him, it's cut was a true as the day it was first forged. Licking his lips, he pictured his mission with a cheerful leer. Getting revenge on the hanyou, proving himself stronger, and retrieving the fetching blond demoness was something he could handle. "Banryuu, perhaps it is time for a companion?" He asked gaily to his weapon, as if receiving an answer, he made his way to where he had left the blonde.
Usagi huffed, crossing her arms and trying desperately to warm her freezing core. "Demons never get ill." Sesshomaru informed her with disdain. She glanced at him with a pitiful pride filled gaze. Sesshomaru glanced away as that look caused him strange tingles.
"I didn't ask your opinion." She snapped back at him, while burying deeper into the boa he had wrapped her in. Sesshomaru glanced at her with an appraising glance. Usagi drew herself as unfeeling as possible while still buried in his boa.
"Indeed." Was all he offered, as the scent on the wind drew his attention away from the banter.
InuTashio sighed, and prodded Toto-sai with his boot, finally the old-man groaned. Blinking his wearied eyes open, he locked on InuTashio again, and almost fell back into the realms of unconsciousness. "Don't you dare." InuTashio told him, and Toto-sai groaned again. Offering an olden hand to his friend in a silent plea, Toto-sai was heaved to his feet. InuTashio was grasped in a feeble hug, before Toto-sai stepped away.
"Well, is it time?" Toto-sai inquired, foregoing his question on InuTashio's newfound life. After all who was he to question the workings of this era. InuTashio craned his neck so that his head alighted toward the cavern ceiling.
"Yes." InuTashio answered glancing back at Toto-sai.
"Finally, I thought that boy would never learn, and that other one doesn't treat his blade with any respect." Toto-sai commented, moving some forging equipment to the heath. "So disrespectful too, the both of them, one loud-mouthed and brash, the other threatening and rude." Toto-sai kept listing the qualities of the two loved yasha boys. InuTashio stifled his laughter before clearing his throat.
"Toto-sai, those are my sons you are talking about." InuTashio interrupted the rant.
"I've noticed, now that you are back be sure to teach those sons of yours some manners and teach them to respect their elders." Toto-sai instructed his friend. InuTashio merely sighed as he was the victim of the rant this time. The rest of his band laughed at him, and a feminine laughter had him gazing at Kaede. "So, did you bring the fang?" Toto-sai cut into InuTashio's musings.
"What?" He asked, not quite catching what Toto-sai had asked.
"InuTashio, did you bring the Tenseiga?" Toto-sai asked once more. InuTashio sighed, and chuckled weakly.
"Uh, no?" He answered, while Toto-sai started another rant. InuTashio sweat-dropped, as he crew laughed again at his expense. Sighing he waited for the carrying on to die down. He was saved further embarrassment when a shadow cast a long blackness. Whirling he leapt protectively in front of his group drawing his sword.
"Place it away." A voice growled, as the shadow shifted. "She is ill." An inflection of concern was heard as Toto-sai tossed firewood onto the hearth lighting the cave. Sesshomaru was revealed with a buried Usagi covered in his boa. InuTashio placed away his blade, and swallowed a smirk at his son's predicament.
"Good, you brought the Tenseiga." Toto-sai commented quietly, still a bit fearful of the Inu yokai. Sesshomaru flicked a glance at the swords-smith. Toto-sai shrunk back while raising his hammer. InuTashio cut in by ushering Kaede over to her fallen friend. Kaede stepped quickly toward Usagi pulling random herbs from her side pouch. Instructing the lord to lay her down by the hearth, she set to work. Sesshomaru watched her closely, making Kaede uneasy, a muted glance to InuTashio had him moving in to the rescue.
"Come boy, I want to see the skills you protect the Western Lands with." InuTashio issued. Sesshomaru withheld a growl of irritable behavior, and nodded. "Leave the Tenseiga here, since you claim it of no use." He ordered, Sesshomaru was suspicious, but tossed the fanged sword beside Usagi. InuTashio gazed at him in muted wonder, a fair idea of what the gesture meant. The sword beside the girl was a promise of protection.
InuTashio drew first putting Sesshomaru on the defense, he needed to break the tokijin and his reliance on it. The sword was evil and could not be purified by any sense of magic or spells. His son's insistence for using it, made concern flashed momentarily as he met his son in a clash of steel. Briefly he wondered if his absence is what caused his son this strange behavior for a Taiyoukai. Wincing he place away his traitorous thoughts and focused on the deadly dance between them.
Toto-sai sighed as he glanced over the blade. True it was not as bad off as the Tetsusaiga had been when he had seen it. However, it was still a stable proof that it had been mishandle and mistreated. Nicks and cuts lined the edge of the blade, at least no gorges could be seen as it was when InuYasha brought in the Tetsusaiga. Still he tsk at the bad treatment of the precious fang, and began a tirade as he retained the ability to remake the sword. His hammer began a steady beat as the strikes caused little sparks to fly away from the steel.
Kaede doggedly crushed herbs against the rocks creating paste and medicines. Vaguely she wondered why the powerful jewel that Usagi had did not heal the young demoness. Cautiously she placed a hand on the jewel and quickly withdrew it as she felt it heat beneath her palm. A painful groan issued from the blonde, but she did not wake from the drought that Kaede had brewed. Beads of sweat conjoined on her forehead as she tossed in her sleep. Worriedly Kaede looked on, dabbing a cloth upon Usagi's brow. It seemed that the fever got worse, but there was nothing more to be done, but wait.
A crack, followed by a grunt of pain, had the surrounding area hushed. Sesshomaru skittered back as his father's blade broke through tokijin. His claws lengthened in defense and he arched for his father. InuTashio shook his head and swerved out of the way, bringing the handle across his son's crown. "Forgive me." He whispered as he saw his son's eyes go out of focus.
InuYasha carried Kagome following after his brother's scent. He knew that they should really be hunting Naraku, but Kagome frittered about the blonde demoness. Readjusting his hold as he ran, he grasped the priestess from the future closer to him. After all he had seen her sick before, and wished not to relieve it. Yet, he followed the whims of the owner of his heart and chased his fast moving brother. At least that was the plan until he had to dodge a flung large weapon. Glancing at it he withheld a growl, and placed Kagome down. "Banryuu!" He shouted, gazing at the silver of the blade. "Come out Bankotsu." Demanded InuYasha. A chuckle rung from all sides, as the black hair braided man stepped from the shadows. The sunlight playing with the purple cross upon his head.
"InuYasha, shall we have a rematch?" He questioned, enjoying the almost companion-like banter. InuYasha yelled, launching quickly with his Tetsusaiga drawn, Bankotsu flipped out of the way with a frown. "Really InuYasha, have you learned nothing new?" Bankotsu commented. Sighing he flipped back four times, and shot forward ramming his open palm in InuYasha's face. InuYasha stumbled as Bankotsu followed by landing behind InuYasha, kicking him square in the back and running toward his Banryuu. Only to be blocked by the monk, whom he found to be no challenge, effortless he punched the steadfast monk in the stomach. Causing him to fall to his knees, giving Bankotsu time enough to pick up Banryuu. One of Naraku's Saimyosho's alighted on Bankotsu's shoulder and buzzed something into the mercenary's ear. He nodded and turned with a half-smirk at the Inu-tachi. "Well, will have to do this later, I have a date to keep with a certain blonde demoness." Bankotsu offered with a smile, and ran away. By the time the Inu-tachi had reached the place when Bankotsu had vanished there was not a trace to be found.
Kouga hauled the last of the crew to the top of the mountain, and turned to talk to Hiten when Hotaru gasped. Kouga turned to what Hotaru had gasped at, and let out a growl of despair. Most of the Northern tribe laid destroyed beneath their feet. An angry cry ripped from him as he fell to his knees in disbelief. Hotaru rushed to wolf one, and clasped him in a hug, he buried his face into the crook of her neck. Silently he wept though no tears were shed, but a promise of revenge grew in Hotaru's heart as she watched him grieve.
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