Chapter 5: Kyasa

I heard Ma and Pa enter their tents. Lying awake; I waited some times before daring to get out of my warm, comfy, bed.

I picked up my fan from the ground, and tucked it into my belt. Opening the flap to my tent, I observed the empty camp with narrowed, speculative eyes. No movement.

Being extra, extra, extra careful, I tiptoed around the burnt out fire. I had to be extra careful, because Pa could smell things, even in his sleep. If you wanted to go outside to chuck a pee, then you would have to go through an interrogation with him first, even if he was in the deepest sleep. No sign from his tent. Wait a minute…

'Crackle….'

I froze. I looked at it out of the corner of my eye. Moving ever so slowly, I took my fan out of my belt. Aiming at it. Aim, FIRE!

Missed. Typical. Couldn't shoot to save me life. Lucky I missed anyway. Would have burnt the squirrel instead of the ugly flower. Speaking of which, I quickly put it out. Phew.

Hang on…

I turned my head again to the rustle of leaves. There was someone there, sitting in the tree.

This was not happening, this was NOT happening. Someone who looked a hell a lot like me was sitting up in a tree, watching me like a little, disgusting insect.

"You're Kyasa?" she asked me, imperviously.

I nodded mutely back.

"You'll meet Kirame soon. She'll come saying about Kagome," she spat the name out. "And Inuyasha." She said this name more softly, but with a small, underlying hatred.

"Why?" I questioned.

She looked away from me.

"Because I saw her leaving," she said. It didn't make any sense.

I finally noticed she had these eel-ish bright, blowing animals flying through the air around us. They had provided the light I was able to see the me-look alike by.

I remembered their name. Soul-stealers, I think they were. Ma had told me about them before, but I had long dismissed them as a myth, or something she had made up. The only person I had heard about that had them was someone named, 'Kikyo', mostly from gossip.

"You're Kikyo?" I asked her.

She nodded.

"Who is Kirame?" I asked her, thinking that it was a safe question.

"Your sister," she said mysteriously, before disappearing. I heard something along the lines of, "So like Inuyasha," during the disappearance, followed by a sigh.

I almost shouted out her name, before registering that Pa was lying asleep about ten metres away and might possibly threaten to kill me upon waking up. I sighed and put my head in my hands, sitting down.

This day couldn't get anymore confusing.

I continued, running silently away from the tent, into the forest. It looked just like a black cloudy mess, but I could feel leaves and trees as I groped around. It was definitely the forest. I don't care where I'm going; I just want to leave this place.

There was a slight icy breeze and the canopy whistled. The kimono thing I wore was quite warm, and I should be able to find shelter somewhere. I don't think I'll freeze to death.

I ran forwards aimlessly, Kikyo's words twisting in my mind. So, she thought I was going to bump into Kirame, and she'll say something about Kagome. Is she some person from the future? No, that's a really delusional thought.

-BANG-

I fell back on my butt, my forehead throbbing. I felt around. A trunk. I must've been swimming in my thoughts, not paying attention to my surroundings and slammed into a tree.

Accomplishments: ran away successfully from family, and crashed into tree.

Pretty good. I stood back up and glanced back. I couldn't see the dim light of our house/tent anymore. Even better.

My ears pricked up at the sound of extremely swift wind, in contrast to the slight breeze from before. Something or someone was here. No worry; it was probably some two-tailed neko.

How was I meant to find a shelter if I couldn't see a thing? I kicked at the ground, making contact with a stump.

I sat down and blew at it, pain shooting up my leg.

A little light flickered from the corner of my eye. I could see!

Not far ahead was a tree with a whole in the bottom. I could rest there for the night. Perfectly safe.

"What was her name again?" someone whispered. It made me jump, even from my sitting position.

"Kyasa, I think. Wait which one did you find?" a chirpy but raspy voice said.

"Well, I smell a youkai that smells a lot like me," the voice whispered back. It was definitely a girl's voice.

"Yes, it is Kyasa," said chirpy-raspy-voice.

They mentioned my name. Did they know me? I shivered at the thoughts if I ended up dead in my own rescue mission.

"Kyasa? Are you here?" the girl shouted.

Light went full into my eyes. I was blinded for a mere second until the light wobbled away from my eyes.

"Um-yes?" I yelled back uncertainly.

I could see the girl now. She wore a miko's clothes and at first glance, she was human. After seeing her golden eyes and cute puppy ears, I guessed she was a hanyou. Come to think of it, she was almost a mirror reflection of me with black hair.

"Are you Kirame?" I asked. Stupid question. If Kirame were my sister, she'd be a full youkai like me.

"Yes," she replied. I stared at her, dumbfounded.

My sister was a hanyou? How disgraceful. Wait.

HOLD THE PHONE RIGHT THERE!

Sesshoumaru and Kagura were my parents… so if Kirame was my sister, why wasn't she living with me? Did they kick her out? WHAT THE HELL?

"W-Wait a moment! Did our parents kick you out of is it just me?" I almost screamed, utterly confused.

"Uh. Actually our parents kicked us both out, also our other sister Satsuki. We're triplets…" she answered looking at me as if I grew a foot out of my head.

"I didn't get kicked, I left…like just then," I cocked an eyebrow.

"Kirame-sama! Kirame-sama! Kyasa-sama wasn't told about her parents yet!" a puny jumping thing that owned the chirpy-raspy-voice said.

"My parents? What about them? They're sleeping," I said. The flea was utterly out of his mind.

"Your real parents are Kagome and Inuyasha," he explained. There goes that 'Kagome' word Kikyo was talking about.

He continued to blabber on about some interesting stuff. Kirame nodded every now and then and butted in a couple of times.

"So that is why Kirame and I have come to find you. We must go find your other sister Satsuki as soon as possible," the old flea said determinedly.

I think I can trust the old flea and Kirame. She did look a lot like me, but was a hanyou, so I wasn't sure. But then again I didn't fit into my old family. Rin wasn't a bit like me, and Ma-I mean Kagura didn't appreciate me. I did look a little bit like Sesshoumaru, but as the old flea explained, he was my uncle so I would have a few resemblances.

"Okay, I see now. But why is Kirame a hanyou?" I prodded the flea.

"Yeah, why is Kyasa a youkai?" Kirame stared at Myouga-jiji.

He sat there stroking his little beard, and finally said, "I supposed your parents had one youkai, one hanyou and one human. Quite interesting, seeing that Inuyasha was only a hanyou and Kagome was only a human. How you, Kyasa, were born was quite interesting,"

I suddenly felt like the leader of them. A Youkai, the strongest of us triplets.

"However Kyasa, you are also the youngest of you three,"

I pouted slightly. So what? I was the strongest.

"Myouga-jiji, I have a question. Why do I look like Kikyo?" Kirame asked.

Kikyo? Wasn't she the one that predicted this to happen?

"It is because she's actually dead, and Kagome was her reincarnation. Kikyo was resurrected. This is probably why you didn't have any siblings in your fake-family," Myouga replied.

"Do you not think Kagome is such a dear clever mother? Having you three separated to her friends, and you still thought you belonged in your fake-family? Kyasa living in a full youkai family, she herself youkai and looking like Sesshoumaru, Kirame living in a human and youkai family, being hanyou and looking like Kikyo? I suppose she is a genius," the old flea nodded quietly.

I would agree with you old flea, if only Kagome-I mean Ma- knew that Sesshoumaru and Kagura were cruel. Including their little daughter.

"Should be stop here for the night?" I gestured the hole in the trunk.

"I believe we could. I just hope Inuyasha and Kagome haven't died yet. If they have it was all your fault," the flea shrugged.

I met Kirame's eyes and we reflected our anger. She slid Myouga-jiji off her palm and we crushed/flattened him, smirking.

"Nice one…sister," the word balanced comfortably on my tongue.