Can anyone help me!
I have been searching for like three stories on this site, and can't find them! ButI know they're here! They used to be on the internet site, Iridescent Dreams, but it closed down (aaaaahhhhh!) before I could even finish them! I've found quite a few except for these couple. I don't remember the names, but I do remember what they were about, if anyone has them or knows where they are PLEASE TELL ME!
#1: It's about Sesshomaru finding a mate. But not just any mate, a goddess who's mother was Aphrodite and father was like king of the Sea (forgot his name, it wasn't like LITTLE MERMAID) and she's part siren. He kind of went to her when she was singing, and he denied that he was enchanted. They fight a couple times, end up...ahem...being together and becoming mates. Soon she becomes pregnant, but Hera (Queen of God's and for a reaosnI can't remember) curses her to become human. Now Sesshaomru is having an inferiority complex on having a pathetic human for a mate.
#2: An alternate universe fic. Yasha as a pup, running from hateful villagers, jumps into the bone eater's well and ends up in Kag's time. Kag finds him unconcious and begs her momma to keep him. A loving bond is formed. The two are best friends. Let's go ahead to the future, on Kag's 16th b-day, she and Inu fall back into the well. And they can't get back. Especially since Yasha swallowed the jewel to keep Naraku from getting it. And the reprucussions of Kag saving the hanyou from the jewel's power, is crazy! Now she's a cat demon. And new emotions are brought forth, or just magnified. But with not just dealing with a soul bond, and becoming mates, they still have to kill Naraku! By the way, no Shippo. Instead they meet Sango, Miroku, Kirara and Shippo's MOTHER! What next?
#3: Last one. Everyone is searching for the jewel shards, even Kikyou. But a new quest has been brought to life, distracting the Inuyasha gang. One scene I remember, is when Inuaysha runs into this field and gets engulfed in a bright agonizing light. When it disappears, he's found bloody and close to death. Kag says she saw his soul being ripped from his body, the only explanation for why he's injured when there's no...INJURIES! There's also a cute inukag fluffy moment in a hot spring...not hentai but I'm not getting into it. The last chapter I read, (not the ending) is Kouga literally trying to KILL Yasha because he thinks Kag is his mate. Now the girl demands an explanation. Uh Oh.
Can anyone help me find these?
Thank you.
TWIST TO THE STORY! Some are going to be pissed. BWAHAHAHA! Enjoy!
WARNING: SESSHO OOC! But what else is new?
Always There
CH 14
By the shriek of her name, echoing in the back of her skull, Kagome reared up in her bed, gasping and sweating.
Mind still numb, she twirled around and noticed that it was around five in the morning. Patting and searching through the mass tumble and twirls of her bed covers her already existing panic became strangling when she didn't discover a dozing Yasha.
"Yasha? Yasha where are you?" Nearly jumping out of her skin, Kagome's mouth gaped when her mother and Grandpa, a sleepy Souta standing behind them rubbing his eyes, suddenly barged into her room.
"Kagome, are you alright?"
She furrowed her brows by her mother's worried shout. "Yeah, Momma, I'm fine, but I can't find Yasha." She paused and looked back at them from her frantic searching, "Why are you in here anyway?"
Her Grandpa walked further in, "We heard someone call your name…we thought maybe someone was in here with you?"
The young miko shook her head…the toss slowing when her eyes begin to widen.
"You heard it too?" She jumped to her feet, running past her confused family. "I thought it was just a dream. Hello? Anyone here? Yasha, where the hell are you?" Kagome ignores her family's wide eyes by her slipped cuss word and starts jogging down the hall.
"Hello!" Her grandpa gets in front of her, leading the way. "Grandpa?"
"I heard it coming from here. Come on, follow me."
Kagome hurried her pace, her mind spinning faster. Her dream had ended with that pleading, frightened, shout. A strange dream where Yasha was engulfed in a bright light, darkness blanketing him, and then out from the night…walked Inuyasha, arms outstretched, silently begging for her.
She was about to grab him, comfort him…when Kagome!
She didn't want to think long on it…but it had sounded an awfully like…
Kagome skidded to a stop, staring at the bathroom door. "Grandpa, Momma, wait!" they had already gone ahead of her. "I thought this door was closed when I went to bed. Did anyone go to the bathroom?"
Everybody shook their heads.
Without a second thought, disregarding the fact that anyone could have been in there, she rams into the room.
And finds her long lost puppy, whimpering and trembling on the tile floor. (TWIST! HE'S STILL A DOG! HAHAHAHA!)
"Yasha!" A patter of feet, and stunned gasps, but Kagome paid no heed, scooping the little dog into her arms. He winced and moaned, as if in pain, thought there were no injuries she could find. "Yasha…what happened to you?"
He only squeezed his eyes tight and arched with another groan.
Her Grandpa kneeled down beside her. "Kagome, you must go back now. I'm afraid it has gotten worse, whatever it is that ails him. Come, let's get you pa—"
The hanyou pup suddenly howled, convulsing and whining. He buried his face into Kagome's stomach, begging for comfort.
"Yasha!"
"Oh, good Lord, no now! You're going back now! No packing! Let's go!" He grabbed her arm and heaved her to stand, tears already falling. "Kagome!"
She jumped, staring at him, seeing his urgency in his gaze, and nodded with determination. Kagome turned to her panic stricken brother and mother. "I'm sorry, but I'm going back. I'll be back soon, I promise!" She hurried past and down the stairs, calls for her name left behind.
The door slammed, and Ayumi Higurashi turned to her father-in-law.
He met her face-to-face, reading her expression and sighed, "She will keep her promise. And do not worry; I'm sure Yasha will be fine."
Souta sniffed, gripping his shirt, "How? How do you know?"
Grandpa H. knelt down to the young boy and pulled him into an embrace. "I don't…but I have faith in God…all will turn out in time…whatever it may be…"
And once again they were left alone without answers but only horrific imaginings.
Oh, please be alright, please be alright! I'll do anything, just lease let Yasha be alright! Her skin tingling with cold, face drying with salt, Kagome skipped and jumped past hidden obstacles and never slowed until she got to her destination.
This time there was no questioning, no fear, as she jumped into the well.
It was a dream, it was a dream, it wasn't real, he had been sleeping, dreaming, that's all it was, it wasn't real, he wasn't going insane, it wasn't real, he was not losing his mind!
Kagome!
Ah, ow, it hurt, it hurt, why did he hurt so much? Every muscle in his body was screaming and surging with hot white pain, even his very heart beat, causing his blood to rush furiously with his panic attack, was making him howl in torment.
Kagome, make it stop. Please make it stop. Kagome!
Inuyasha yelped when suddenly he felt like he was floating.
He was dying, he died, died again, oh dammit to hell, he had died again!
Then gravity returned and he whimpered in relief, breathing in deeply, wincing when fire unfurled in his chest, but not caring for Kagome was there.
Kagome…
"Its okay, Yasha, I'm taking you to Kaede's; she'll know what to do. We'll find a way to make it all better, okay? Just hang with me…oh, please, just stay with me…" Inuyasha pushed back any thoughts on this strange torture he had been put under, by the raspy, slightly hysteric note in his love's voice.
She had been crying…oh, what was going on? Why did he feel like he'd been ripped by the seams and sowed together wrong? Why that dream…why was he back in the past…I didn't have time to make Mrs. Higurashi and everyone…better…I…oh…why, why, why?
His body erupted in another wave of excruciating pain, slashing at his skin, pulling him apart little by little, stars dancing behind his closed eyelids, muscles twisting, soul screaming…
It ended.
Just like that.
Agony, worse than anything he had ever experienced…and then…gone.
Like it had never happened.
He panted and gasped for breath, feeling as if he had ran for an eternity, he gobbled the cool morning air hungrily, reeling in the bliss that he could breathe in so deeply and feel no pain.
If he could, he would have wept in liberation. That was utter torture, and now it was done.
But why had it happened in the first place?
Kagome lurched to a stop when suddenly, after an ear-piercing wail, Yasha slumped against her chest, breathing heavily. She looked own at him, caressing his face in urgency, he rubbing his nose into her palm with a little doggy grin. Gently she moved her fingers down his stomach, poking his legs, rotating his paws, this time by the physical contact, he didn't wince or moan.
The pain was gone.
What the…"Yasha? Are you okay, please look at me, come on…" she sniffed back tears of joy or fear, when he slowly opened his eyes.
He nodded, his golden orbs dazed but relieved.
"Oh thank goodness…" she supposed it was foolish to take the words, or ahem actions, of a dog instead of a professional. And besides this was a form of Inuyasha's soul, he never admitted to weakness and injury when he was alive.
But somehow…she believed him…and she sagged to her knees, tears spilling down never ending.
"Y-You really scared me, Yasha. Do-don't do that again okay?" her little pup rolled his eyes and nodded, licking her chin.
It's not like I did it on purpose, baka. But…I'm sorry for worrying you…he smiled, warmth glowing in his chest, by her concern. It really was nice to be cared about.
His ears twitched.
"Kagome? Lady Kagome, what are you doing here?"
Kagome stood up slowly, eyes squinting to see before her, her face brightened, "Miroku! Hey, Miroku, hi!" She waved, between wiping at her cheeks.
Inuyasha craned his neck to see the monk racing up the hill to greet them, worry in his violet-blue eyes. After a moment he reached them and leaned forward over his knees, straining for air.
Kagome tilted her head and hugged her puppy tight, waiting for the man to recover. "Miroku, what are you doing here so early? The sun's not even up yet."
Though it was hard to be certain, a nerve wracking fog had descended the land, and a chilling wind nipped at her unprotected arms. There was an eerie calm, a feeling of waiting…
Something was going to happen.
Something important.
Miroku straightened and rubbed his chin, "I could not sleep and was taking a short walk."—that was sort of the truth. There had been a niggling feeling in the back of his subconscious, stealing his fatigue from their journey back to the village. But besides that, he felt a calling…to go to the well…something was wrong…it was a good thing he always followed his instincts—"But that's beside the point, I should be asking you that question."
Kagome bit her lip and sniffed, "I thought there was something wrong with Yasha, but he seems fine now." She unconsciously started caressing the dog's ears.
The monk glanced down and met Inuyasha's gaze, he silently questioned, but lifted his head back to the girl. "What happened? You seem pale. And Yasha looks exhausted." He narrowed his eyes and grabbed Kagome's arm, pulling her to walk back to the village. "Come on, tell me what happened. It's not like you to only stay in your time for one night."
Kagome took a deep breath, a shiver streaming down her spine (she wasn't sure if from the cold or…something else…) and related the tale. Of her early worry on Yasha's oversleeping, his shivering from cold and then fever, his passing out, and the shriek of her name in the night, to finding Yasha on the bathroom floor: Miroku listened in rapt attention, constantly flicking his gaze to the little dog, whose eyelids were drooping.
Finally she was through, and Miroku looked down at his feet in thought, "Do you believe it could be from that demon attack? Maybe some demon poison that Inuyasha's blood had missed."
Kagome sniffed again, rubbing her cold nose, "I kind of thought that earlier…also that maybe Inuyasha's blood was affecting Yasha's dog body in some bad way…but it sounded farfetched…"
"Mmmm…mine does too…but I guess it would be silly to worry, he seems recovered." Miroku lifted a brow, to see that his perished and reincarnated friend was dozing. There was something amiss…but that could just be melodrama brought on by the disturbing atmosphere surrounding them that morning.
"Yeah, you're right. But we're going to stay here just to be certain. I'll get my stuff later." She gave a mighty yawn, "I feel better here, like you guys can handle anything."
Miroku chuckled, "Not always true, but I supposed we are more used to strange and unnatural things then the people of your world."
Kagome laughed and rubbed the corner of her eye, "I'm so bushed now. I guess I'll take a little cat nap when we get back to the village."
"Good idea, but it seems Yasha has already beaten you to it." They both looked down at the slumbering hanyou/dog and forced out another laugh. They really didn't feel any source of humor at seeing him conked out again; instead it only served to raise their anxiety and dread ever higher.
If only the powers that be had waited on the fog, it really wasn't appreciated at the moment.
The trio walked in silence, comfortable and unnoticed, both humans so wrapped up in disturbing thoughts that they couldn't shake. Every little creak and crack of their footsteps was booming to their ears, and the murmuring breeze teasing the back of their necks, felt like icy fingernails.
So it nearly had them scream like little children, even if they were brave shard hunters who fought horrific nightmarish demons, when Yasha perked up, sniffed, barked hysterically and leapt from Kagome's arms, tendrils of mist dancing around him when he landed on the ground.
They both called his name in question, but the little dog ignored them, wobbling a bit, and shaking his head as if to clear it, and then dashing into the overhanging ceiling of fog.
The smoky ribbons swallowed Yasha whole, and thought it was invisible to their human eyes, Kagome and Miroku knew he had ran smack dab into the forest.
This wasn't going to bode well.
What was he doing?
What the hell was he thinking?
He should just ignore it, turn back, run back into Kagome's arms, and sleep this crazy idea off, so it could never return. But instead, he had decided to ask questions later and follow his nose.
He and his nose should have known better! How dare his nose take control over his brain! Bad nose, bad!
But here he was, lost in the gripping hold of the forest, thankfully filtering the fog, allowing him to see clearly (or clear enough so he wouldn't run into anything) and looking for something that would most likely…kill him!
Oh dammit it all to hell, he must be exhausted. To have this notion and actually act upon it, he must be suffering from sleep deprivation!
But--he sighed--he knew that couldn't be it, he had been sleeping enough to last him a lifetime. His only excuse for this outlandish trip he was taking…he was a Goddamned freaking idiot!
You're going to die, you know that don't you? You're a dog right now, if you'd forgotten! You have no sword, no claws…well teeny ones that can hardly scratch paper…you're going to be ripped to shreds!
And yet, here he was, nose to the dirt, searching through scents and following the trail.
What a good day to die.
The path led him to his destination, a growl rumbled in his throat, and he lowered his upper torso to the ground, teeth bared, ears laid back.
He ignored the strange fact that they were at his grave.
Inuyasha's attention was fully locked on the man before him, who was straightening from his kneeling position, and dusting off his hands.
He turned his head, and caught the hanyou's gaze.
Yasha shivered, a rock of dismay plummeting in his stomach.
Sesshomaru.
He had needed to escape.
To think, to recover, to plan on what to do next; ever since he had awoken up from that dream, to find himself covered in blood, aching and sore, and discovering…he had a new left arm…
It had gotten too much.
His ears were still ringing by Jakken's and Rin's shrieking babble about his new grown appendage.
He had needed to be alone.
So he had left.
He had told Rin of his plans, that he would return safely very soon, but Jakken did not know that…Sesshomaru's lip twitched, that slimy toad was probably bawling by now.
The humor ended, it lived a short existence; he continued to read over the grave stone's exquisitely carved words.
Our beloved Inuyasha, the bravest of us all. A loyal friend…a great leader. May he…finally know peace.
But will he? If he is to return to life, will he not know the same pain? What is to change? Why make him suffer again?
Sesshomaru knelt down, and picked up a strange drawing, a faded picture, covered in grime and torn around the edges. But the demon couldn't miss the characters colored upon the paper, the disturbing familiarity done in cartoons.
The scene of lying on the grass, hugging one another and the sun shining down upon them, was very peaceful.
And yet, with the teasing cold pricking his uncovered hand, the wind whistling through the leaves, it didn't leave him feeling…serene.
Perhaps it was a bad idea to allow his feet to lead him to this place.
This place of resting, of finality…or waiting…Inuyasha was not to stay here forever…was never here in the first place. He was alive, in a different form, walking along, living…waiting as well…for his true body to come.
Wasn't that it?
He was already alive and well.
It was quite silly then, to stand before this tree, this grave, and to be affected by the aura of grief surrounding it. Of the sadness and regret, beginning to tease the storm inside of him that he had somewhat successfully buried away, to make them surge forward and tighten his chest and throat.
Quite silly, especially when that dog ran in and began to growl at him.
When Sesshomaru stood up and looked down at the little puppy, there was no doubt in his mind.
The scent, the fur, the ears, eyes and inner soul reflected there.
He knew who it was.
And quickly, expertly, locked the mask firmly in place; with a grating power, stubborn and strong, pushed his emotions down, froze them and urged the critical ice to flow in his veins, and to settle his thoughts.
He was standing before his younger brother.
In…a puppy's body…Sesshomaru caught the want to laugh anddestroyed it.
There was no mistaking the hatred and anger in those amber orbs, a clear let on by the way fangs were bore and hair was raised.
Inuyasha was still pissed, still wary to be around him, still soaked in loathing.
Sesshomaru would have to pretend to feel the same way.
He could not show what that hanyou's death had done to him, what had changed within him, and how horribly he was at controlling it.
He could not show weakness to his younger brother, if so…Inuyasha would never forget it…and would do all he could to make sure Sesshomaru didn't either.
This upcoming conversation was most likely….not going to bode well.
Sesshomaru forced himself to glare and to twist up a corner of his mouth maliciously, but inwardly he winced when Inuyasha visibly shuddered and faltered.
He kept on his act and slowly parted his lips, making his throat contract and grumble.
"Hello…little brother…"
Yasha blinked, when his older brother's growl…quickly translated itself in his head and danced three words before his thoughts.
Hello…little brother…it was a greeting, oozing with cold humor, a promise of pain…it was three words…that meant everything.
Inuyasha forgot about his hovering terror, of his masking anger and coiling instinct to run up and sink his teeth into that bastard's leg…when those first words exchanged between the two brothers reached his ears.
It sent his head spinning…Sesshomaru knew who he was…he was standing before his grave…he was going to kill him…he could talk to him…he could…
He could talk to him!
By the one blatant understanding, sent all of Inuyasha's former thoughts and plans in disarray…his brother could understand him…
He was practically trembling from the uproarious emotions that notion brought.
He could talk to someone! And…and…they could talk back!
He could have a conversation…a real, true, damn conversation…with a real person!
And…and…oh, dammit to hell…someone could understand him and that was all that mattered!
Right when he felt a lift to his soul, the onslaught of laughter, a turning upward of his lips…Inuyasha immediately slapped himself.
Well…mentally anyway.
He couldn't do that!
Now that Sesshomaru knew he was alive, he was sure to want to stab him clear through with that damn sword of his.
What was he thinking, having a pleasant conversation with his hateful bastard brother? The person, who ripped out his eyes, stabbed him and poisoned him, practically hunted him day after day!
A pleasant conversation his ass!
Okay, get a hold of yourself; you need to stay in control--Which was becoming damn difficult, this stupid puppy body of his was just begging to whoop and bark with happiness, run up and lick his brother's cheek and while he was at it, ask for a tummy rub….yeah…that was definitely not a good idea!
Whose idea was it to put him in this body? Why couldn't he have had a body he could control? All these stupid damn needs, and urges, these instincts that ruled over him, the emotions that seemed magnified to an uncontainable level.
He was standing before his murderous older brother who despised his guts, and he was…happy!
All because he was going to be able to talk to someone.
Yeah, right, the only words he could probably say would be…well…OW!
This is not good, not good at all, get a hold of yourself! Stupid damn body, I'm in control, and I say that we bite his ankle off! No, no, no, don't be happy, don't bark, don't say anything at all! Okay? I'm in control, dammit!
Oh, yeah, this had probably been his mother's idea. She must have known he would have problems controlling the doggy spirit to be carefree, protective, nurturing and loving.
He could have had those emotions in any ol' body too, but the puppy body was the only one where he couldn't control it!
There better not be any side effects when I get back in my old body. I can't ask for a tummy rub when I'm hanyou! Oh, no! Okay, he was going nuts; he had noticed from the past weeks, that he had a tendency to be overdramatic in this body. As well, as hyperactive, cuddly and well…he acted like any normal puppy dog!
Get a hold of yourself, dammit!
Oh yeah…yep…he was going to die.
Sesshoamru tilted his in curiosity by the swirling emotions playing across the shabby face of his younger brother reborn. There was anger, hatred of course, then slight fear, then all of a sudden, shock, happiness, surprise, dismay, frustration, and then…
It was getting hard to keep track.
What has happened to you, little brother? You would have never sunk into thought like this before, or to allow such feelings to show. You have changed…well, duh, like being a dog wasn't his first clue.
Sesshoamru shook his head, and found himself sitting on his haunches. He could feel his mask softening.
"Inuyasha." The dog jumped and looked at him. The older demon could tell he was trying to control himself, but in the end, he couldn't hide the happiness and excitement in his gaze.
That was strange and unexpected.
Cautiously the hanyou pup took a step forward and lowered his head, but not in a defensive stance, his tail was wagging (unknown by him) and his face was clearly curious and…hopeful.
"You…can understand me…?" The question filled Sesshomaru's head. He furrowed his brows.
"Of course I can," he answered, he ignored the way Inuyasha's eyes widened and a doggy grin bloomed on his face, "I am a dog demon after all. I have the ability to speak to the lower species."
If Inuyasha had caught on to the slight insult, he didn't show it. By that simple explanation, the happiness exploding within him nearly engulfed him whole.
Get a hold of yourself…stay in control…it couldn't be helped. His feelings reined over all, and before he could stop it…a massive bark slipped out of him and he was spinning around in circles, doggy laughter spewing over.
A massive understatement, but…Sesshomaru was a little shocked.
His eardrums thrummed with Inuyasha's excited blab, "Yes, yes, yes, finally! Someone can understand me; I can talk to someone, a real conversation! No more acting, no more guessing, someone can understand me! Yes!"
The hanyou forced himself to slow and swallow his ecstatic shouts. But by the struggle, he was left trembling and hyper.
Not good.
A small nip of embarrassment took him when he met Sesshomaru's eyes. "Sorry…" he mumbled. "But you don't understand. These humans have no idea what I've been saying and the cat has been the only thing I could talk to for weeks! I've been going out of my mind!" By what he had just let slip, Inuyasha's ears laid back sheepishly.
This was his last day to live…and he couldn't make himself feel worry or fear.
Stupid body…
Sesshoamru tilted his head to the side, ignoring how something inside of him relaxed on how clearly happy Inuyasha was…not to see him of course…but it still left him with the same affect. He concentrated on keeping his expression aloof and impassive.
"That must be frustrating…now I wish for an explanation. Why are you a…puppy…little brother…?" he mentally patted himself on the back from not smiling.
You don't have to answer him you know, you don't have to say anything. You can still escape from certain death…but it was of no use. The temptation was too hard to pass up.
Before Inuyasha knew it, he had launched into retelling the whole tale, with bubbling enthusiasm.
Ever since he had heard the news from his father, Sesshomaru had imagined what would happen if the two brothers would meet again. He had been expecting anger, harsh words, a drawing of swords and a blood bath.
Not an ecstatic little puppy ranting and laughing and pacing as he told the entire tale on how he came to be in his present state.
He didn't know how it happened, it had went too fast, but somehow Sesshomaru found himself sitting crisscrossed and relaxed, listening attentively to Inuyasha's hurried ramblings.
This was how serene felt.
It almost felt as good as relief.
"And then Kagome had the gall to SIT me right when a demon decided to attack us. I have come for the jewel shards, shit, that's all they ever say! And, damn this stupid body, it hurt like hell when it stabbed me through the stomach…"
"What?" Sesshomaru blinked, kind of off kilter by that remark. "You got stabbed? In this body…how are you still alive today?"
Inuyasha grinned, "What? Do you think I'd let that thing kill me? I may be a weak little puppy right now, but that doesn't mean I can't hold my own and take a beating. Sheesh, who do you think I am?"
Sesshomaru clicked his tongue dryly, "Oh yes, the ol' powerful Inuyasha, how did I forget?"
Inuyasha tilted his head, surprised by his words. Whoa…did he just say a joke…? He shook his head and concentrated when Sesshomaru started to speak.
"This new form of yours…it must not be very much to your liking…" Sesshomaru smirked by the exaggerated sigh.
"You have no idea! Being a puppy is so frustrating, no body understands you, and they give you the nastiest food, and let's not forget the after effects!"
"After effects?"
"Yeah, I can't control this damn body. Every little thing sets it off, when I'm happy I don't just smile or laugh…oh no, I get hyper! I get so mopey and whiney when I'm sad, and then there are the stupid instincts that I can't ignore! But do you want to know the very worst possible thing…?"
He actually found himself…enjoying this, "And what is that?"
Inuyasha suddenly began to growl, eyes gleaming and a hazy red surrounding the edges of his golden irises, his voice was low and laced with menace, "It's…this…tail!" He twisted his head around, his growl becoming deeper when he saw that it was wagging. "It's moves on its own and it…ugh, dammit!"
The next thing Sesshomaru knew, his younger brother was chasing his tail in circles, trying to sink his teeth into it. It was most difficult to keep from laughing.
Who knew his hanyou half brother could be so entertaining.
"Inuyasha…?"
He soon flopped onto his stomach in defeat, gasping and dizzy. He glared at his older brother with a sullen undertone, "Don't look so smug…it mocks me, Sessho…"
Sesshomaru stilled by the little nickname, he hadn't been called that…in years…ever since…they were pups…
He pushed back the thoughts when Inuyasha gave a massive yawn, tongue lolling from his mouth and back arched down. When he stood up, his eyelids were drooped and his ears swiveled lazier to unknown sounds.
It was quite a drastic change.
"Are you alright…?"
Inuyasha blinked and slowly shook his head, wobbling from side to side, "No…something's wrong…but I don't know what…it's been happening for days now…"
Sesshomaru cocked his head to the side, his arrogant younger brother had just admitted to a weakness.
He had changed.
Suddenly Inuyasha straightened, ears perked, fatigue pushed back, he looked to the side, sniffing the air. Sesshomaru frowned and concentrated, sure enough…there were voices…calling Yasha, Yasha…heading closer.
The fun and relaxation was over.
A reality check settled in or more like punched a certain hanyou's stomach.
Oh, holy shit, Kagome and Miroku! They're coming this way…to here…with Sesshomaru! And I can't protect them! Oh man and here I was talking! What the hell is wrong with me? He looked over and jumped when he saw Sesshomaru stiffen and crack his knuckles.
Oh no you don't…it was time to get their relationship back to how it was before. They despised and lusted to ring the life out from the other. There were no pleasant conversations or even the remote chance of acting brotherly….like they had so long ago…
"I hate you! You promised, you promised!"
"I lied!"
Sesshomaru became rigid when a disturbing growl, tingled his spine. He had never heard such a ravenous sound, quivering with rage…and slight fear…and it was even more amazing to know that it came from a tiny dog.
He looked over and saw Inuyasha in how he was when he first ran in, but more dangerous and threatening. The growl only became deeper and louder when he tried to stand.
"Inuyasha…" it was most annoying, they had spoken to each other for a good portion of time without trying to break each other's necks. Which he could have done easily! Why now was Inuyasha acting hostile, didn't he see that he had no plans to kill anyone? It vaguely disturbed Sesshomaru how angry this made him. "Stand down little brother, I will not hurt your precious friends."
Inuyasha bristled by how he spoke the word, like it left a bitter taste in his mouth. "And why should I trust you, bastard! You know I can't protect them that well in this body, but mark my words if you lay even one finger on that sword of yours I'll rip your throat out!"
Sesshomaru abruptly stood, red eyes erupting with rage, "You know you could do know such thing. I could easily rip you to pieces, but look down upon yourself little brother. You are unharmed and very much alive. I would watch your tongue if you wish to stay that way."
Inuyasha had never seen his older brother quick to such anger, it had always disturbed him how cold and emotionless he had been in the past. Especially when they were pups, Sesshomaru was a pretty affectionate, fun and emotional guy. There was something different about his Sesshomaru…something changed…rearranged… familiar…
It didn't matter.
If he allowed himself to be distracted or to believe this bastard's lies, they would all die.
Wow, and a moment ago he had enjoyed talking with him. They sure had a hot and cold relationship.
"Like I would let you! I don't know what possessed me to act so…so…"
"Vulnerable?"
"Shut the hell up! I told you this damn body of mine can't be controlled, but that doesn't mean it can't pack a wallop. You'd be surprised the amount of hurt I can put on you."
Sesshomaru gave a bark of laughter, "Like biting my toes off? You are weak and pathetic little brother."
"I could still kick your ass! I mean, you must be itching to fight me. To have Naraku kill me before you could, that must have really hurt your ego. But here I am, alive and stuck in this weak little thing. So what are you going to do? Would you go so low as in murdering me now?"
Inuyasha yelped when suddenly he was picked up by the scruff of his neck. He was now face to face with a very pissed off full dog demon. "How dare you think so low of me! I would never do such a barbaric thing."
"And how do I know that? You've wanted to kill me all our lives, and now you have your chance! Do it, Sesshomaru! You don't want to be weak in front of me, do you? Kill me if you have the guts to do so!"
Sesshomaru snapped his jaws, causing Yasha to flinch, "I am not going to kill you, Inuyasha! I have never wanted to! But if you continue to play with fire, you shall surely find yourself in that dark place again. And this time, I don't know if Mom and Dad will want to bring your sorry ass back to life!"
Inuyasha tried to retort, but was a little lost of words from that last admittance. He's never wanted…to kill me…that can't be true…he always wanted to kill me…what is he going on about…?
Sesshomaru quickly cooled his gaze when he realized his words, but he could not back track now.
Inuyasha finally got a hold of his tongue, but his voice was soft and gentle, laced with bewilderment. "What the hell are you talking about? I don't…you've always…"
"I never had the courage or heart to do so. But I am able to; I could, without trying, kill you even in your best condition."
The poor hanyou was off balanced. Pretty soon, before he would know it, Naraku would drop from the sky and say he loved him. "I…uh…what…but…um…"
Sesshomaru sighed, "I do not wish to go farther into this topic of conversation. But I will tell you now, I am not going to hurt any of your friends. To do so, would be the lowest of despicable actions. They are your pack, and you are their leader, as well as my brother. Even though we've had our differences, I do respect you when it comes to that. On how you died, little brother, was most honorable, no one, neither I, can deny that."
Everything that was being said just sounded like a lulling hum. Inuyasha was more than a little shocked. He slowly circled his head and looked down at his grave, before meeting his brother's eyes once more. "You've…been here before…haven't you…I smelled you…"
Sesshomaru nodded, "When I was here, I met your monk friend, and he was the one that related the tale upon your demise. He was quite…forceful…" the older demon turned away and stared down at where, a while ago, he had thought to be his brother's final resting place.
Inuyasha couldn't rip his eyes away from him. And he couldn't have the heart to continue to threaten or struggle from his grasp. His amber orbs flickered across the pale face of his older brother, and slowly that quiet whisper, of wise command, rendered into his mind.
You must forgive him now. He is tortured by a storm of regret and guilt. He knows of his past actions, and wishes for redemption. Comfort him, show him that you do not hold anything against him.
But I should…he's tried to kill me countless times…has made my life a living hell…
Before he knew it, Inuyasha began sniffing the air and was choked by the overwhelming stench of regret, guilt, and a remnant of grief. It was cloaked by indifference and anger, but to his keen new nose, the hanyou couldn't miss it.
He is hurting…
Forgive him.
But I…
"Little Yasha, do you want me to read you a story tonight?"
"Are you okay? You're not hurt are you?"
"Sure I'll teach you how to hunt."
"Good night, Yasha, sleep tight, we'll play some more in the morning."
"I could never hate you Yasha, we're brothers forever."
"I…I love you too…"
Inuyasha couldn't help it…he smiled…strange sweet warmth billowed inside of him relaxing a tense part of him that had tortured him for years. He couldn't very easily forget their past fights and cruel words, of the pain they wrought on each other. They couldn't…oh, shit, I'm being held up by his left arm!
Yasha shook his head, his mind already struggling to soak everything in. He closed his eyes and tried to relax his spinning thoughts, when he felt air whoosh past his ears and solid ground beneath his feet.
He opened his eyes, to find Sesshomaru sitting cross-legged once more, head bowed, eyes closed, like he was deep in thought.
When staring up at him, that bone deep weariness and exhaustion cloaked his senses once more, and tiny tremors started to snake down his spine. That's how it started in Kagome time…was the pain going to come back again?
A tiny shoot of fear fell into his gut and the tremors grew stronger. He found himself struggling to keep his footing or to even keep his eyes open. Inuyasha began to walk over to his older brother, trying to quell the whimpers rising in his throat.
He was too tired to go into denial and push it back…he would forgive him…for now…
So tired.
Had it gotten colder?
The time is near.
He couldn't look at him.
He wasn't sure if it was shame, or fear of what he'd see in those eyes. But he just couldn't do it. And so he waited…for something to be said…
He didn't expect the cold nose and warm fur pushing into his hand instead.
Sesshomaru opened his eyes and looked down, stunned to find Yasha rubbing his snout into his palm. "Inuyasha…?"
The only response was a whimper and then he collapsed against his leg. Sesshomaru's eyes widened, "Inuyasha…what is ailing you…?"
Inuyasha couldn't think straight, he was too tired; all he could manage was to repeat the mantra going on in his head, "The time is near…the time is near…"
Sesshomaru cautiously picked up the dog and flipped him over, noting how his paws twitched and shivered, "Inuyasha…open your eyes…tell me what's wrong…what do you mean…?" Another whimper, a cracking yawn, "Little brother, now!"
Inuyasha flinched, his eyes opening a tiny fraction, "I'm sorry…too tired…talk later….oh…time is near…" he snuggled into the folds of Sesshomaru's kimono, seeking warmth, and started to doze off.
The older demon shook him, and the little pup groaned, "Ugh, dammit, I forgive you already, 'kay Sessho? Now let me sleep…I'm…suddenly…really….really…….sleepy…"
Sesshomaru's' eyes widened, Forgive me…More on that later, didn't Inuyasha say that there was something wrong with him? Time was near…what the hell did that mean?
He remembered this feeling, he had gotten it countless times when Little Yasha would fall or hurt himself during their games or hurting lessons. It always served to twist his guts into knots.
And he had always hated it.
The older demon, watched when, quickly, too quickly for his state of mind, Inuyasha succumbed to a deep, deep slumber. So lost, that he didn't even twitch when Sesshomaru lightly pulled his sensitive ears.
There was something terribly wrong.
He immediately stood up, cradled the hanyou pup close and began to walk out of the forest, knowing that it was mid morning, and that an awakening village was near.
Along the way, Little Yasha would softly say those four words over and over.
The time is near…
But for what, worried the older demon greatly.
Whatever it could be, it was sure not to bode too well.
Bad ending, but it was already 20 pages long on word! You guys can manage. Now please review, I know some of you are going to be ranting at me, that's for certain.
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