Disclaimer: Who am I? Take a guess. Here's a hint I DON'T OWN INU-YASHA.

Sess: That narrows it down.

Ochita(crabby): Shove it Fido.

The Importance of Chem Class

The sound of soft booted foots could be heard along the cedar wooded floor as the Lord of the west strode toward his study where the Lords of the Compass gathered, due to a mandatory invitations that his father had sent before Sessho-maru had even been born. Said dog demon was irked to say the least, not wanting any pesky visitors, wondering what was so damn important that his father had to summon so many aristocrats after his death. He turned to the shoji door, sliding its flower decorated panels open, staring emotionlessly into the assembly in front of him.

All seven nobles knelt at a long cherry wood table in the middle of the room, positioned upon peach cushions. He joined them, sitting at the western side, next to Torudo-maru, the Lord of the Northwestern lands on the island of Hokkaido. Sessho-maru knew that Daitsu-haru, The Lord of the East, sat on the other side. Ayame, the princess of the far north sat across from Kouga, Prince of the South. Yakato-Taisho of the Southeast sat there, staring at a document on the table. Lord Hakata of the Northeast sat there, bored. The Elder Taka-ro of the Southwestern islands, cleared his throat, his old face withered and weather beaten flickered with attention the moment his host sat down.

"I call this meeting into order." Sessho-maru announced.

"Good, it is best we get started earlier. This matter can not be concealed any longer." Taka-ro stated.

"It isn't a matter of life and death." Kouga snorted gruffly.

"I agree, why the hell are we here?" Ayame grumbled.

"Silence, impudent wolf cubs!" Yakato-Taisho bellowed.

"What did you call me you fricken pussy!" Kouga stood up and slammed his hands on the table shouting at the Tiger demon.

"Silence!" Sessho-maru snarled with such force that all were compelled to obey as he continued in a stoic tone, "This Sessho-maru will not tolerate your insolent bigotry."

Everyone fell quiet for a little longer watching him as he turned to Daitsu-haru, nodding so that the man could speak.

"As you know, being one of the younger Lords, your late father knew he perhaps wouldn't be among the living at certain points in your life. He didn't wish his rules and regulations to go unheard. This such matter is one concerning your age."

Sessho-maru stared expressionlessly at the eastern lord before stating without a hint of emotion, "My age is my business and any matter pertaining to it is mine and mine alone."

"Unfortunately not." Hakata yawned.

"Hakata-dono is correct, as it may, in the future affect this council and your land." Torudo-maru sighed tiredly.

"How so?"

"Cuz you're old." Ayame snickered.

Sessho-maru shot her a death glare that wiped the smirk off her face, leaving everyone in silence. He then turned to Torudo-maru coldly, staring him down for an answer.

The demon shifted uncomfortably and spoke, "Were you to produce an heir he would grow up too slowly, considering how slow you grew to your age. You're required to visit Tayamura's fief in the next eight hundred years as is customary. If you were to mate with yokai you would not be there to physically prepare him for his duty due to the youth of your heir. Your alternative would've been to mate after you returned, considering you weren't assassinated in the mean time, you'd be too old to hold your position. We expect you to have a mate by next week."

That was blunt.

Sessho-maru mused that over silently, cursing the fact that he'd been ignorant of the time limit, why a letter informing him, hadn't been sent as opposed to the lords coming for a visit. He gave Taka-ro a stare, wondering if the document he was touching was information he'd hesitated to send to the lord of the west in thought that the younger demon would ignore it.

I probably would have.

Sessho-maru thought with amusement. He looked around him and asked emotionlessly, "And if I decide against this edict?"

The room went quiet for a while, many of the lords shooting glances at others, many of them nervous.

"By demonic law you will be forced to surrender your title as Lord of the West." Taka-ro sighed.

Sessho-maru's eyes went red with fury for a moment, the thought of giving up his position angered him so, that he felt the need to kill something. He immediately calmed down. His mind began to work at how he could get out of this predicament.

"I understand. This meeting is adjourned."

With that said the six foot Taiyokai stood up and exited the council room.

I need to kill something…and I know just what subject I'm looking for.

By a river a silver haired demon stared at the ground in dismay, not able to track the stupid creature he was looking for.

How far could it have gotten in a day?

The demon lord had been tracking the creature for a while but hadn't found a pattern, had run about in circles, and was finally led to this river where the female's scent had disappeared.

Fuck it, its walking in the stream.

Sessho-maru felt rage fog his thoughts for a moment, his blood-beast dieing to come out and tear something apart. He'd thought it would slip up sooner or later. He looked at the flowing stream trying to think past his anger. The crystal clear water sparkled in the afternoon, small pebbles and rocks glittering in the bed of the stream, the babbling brook sounding as though the voices of water spirits were crying out to the demon, only serving to make concentration far more difficult. All of a sudden the ghost of a smirk etched its way onto his beautiful face. The creature was smart, and because of that knowledge she'd given herself away.

Head downstream to the sea little no-breed? Trying to sneak off my land unpunished? You will die by my hand today.

Marisol yawned, getting up and stretching, cricking and cracking her joints. She'd bathed early and took a risky nap, hoping to whatever higher being or deity that existed, that she wouldn't be chased by any other demons.

At least not any smart ones like that other dude.

She shuddered at the thought, The face of the demon coming into view. Turning her head to the side she saw something white, far in the distance, a pallid tone marring her tan skin thanking and cursing the fact that she was farsighted.

Speak of the devil.

Stopping before she had a conniption fit, trying to keep her mind straight she reached into her pack and grabbed a squirt bottle cap from a Windex bottle, screwing a water bottle top on the container of Ammonium, sticking it into the other water bottle holder, now staring at it as though it would save her by magic.

Whado I do?

The spec was getting gradually larger. Marisol quickly tore off the plastic tube the liquid would usually flow through, grapping the spring and pushing it to the back of the underside, compressing it right by the trigger so tightly that it cut into her thumb greatly, the small wound dripping blood. Grabbing the plastic tube and her pocket knife she cut it to a sharp point. She could make out the red of his sash now, hoping she was fast enough, knowing that the same trick wouldn't work on the demon twice. Carving a wider hole where the Windex usual squirted from, and pushing the pointed, plastic tube into the hole, she forced it down by the spring. Taking out her lighter she swallowed hard, heating the plastic until it began to glow red hot. She could see him, not a mile away. Quickly she grabbed her Lysol can and waited for him to get into range, estimating his speed with her eyes.

One, Two, Three!

Marisol threw the aerosol can in the demon's direction and then shot at it with her newly made weapon.

Oh fuck, that thing is new. The pressure is really gonna…

Without second thought the girl spun and ran toward a huge clearing, not far from the stream.

Sessho-maru saw the flying can and moved slightly to the side, not really bothering to take notice of the creature's distraction…Until the small flying burning object hit the strange cylinder and a huge fiery explosion blew him completely backwards. The demon lord coughed and waited for the dust to clear, in no way hurt but extremely angry. As the dirt settled the yokai caught the girl's scent and ran after her. She'd entered a rocky area and risked a glance in his direction before taking off, ducking below a rock.

She thinks she has protection behind a boulder? Stupid creature, I'll put you out of your pathetic existence.

The demon lord then flung his poisonous acid whip and it sliced the rock in two. He watched in mild amusement as the creature's hat capped head looked down at its previous shield, small mouth hanging wide open in amazement. It turned back to him, jaw now set in determination, tilting a sharp stubborn chin into the air, a sign of her deliberate insubordination.

What is it thinking?

Marisol's POV

I leaned against the back of the boulder, panting harshly, my heart beating rapidly. Sweat trickled down the back of my neck, more so due to fear than anything else. I'd thought I'd covered my tracks well. I'd used the streams and rivers as restrooms and washed everyday. When I caught fish and cooked it I buried the bones in the river bed, covering the bonfire with dirt. I'd tried to make myself impossible to track but I shoulda known this dude would find me. He doesn't look the type to give up. Swallowing hard I gasped as I saw and heard the top of the boulder split right over my head, leaving burnt acidic marks, a green light returning to the demon's claws.

I stared down at the top of the boulder in utter awe at the dangerous ability the demon possessed, and his prowess in which he used it. I looked at the fuming marks and caught a poisonous scent. I realized with a strange sense of anxiousness that the acid was far more powerful than the nitric acid I had in my stomach…not that I could use that or anything but to just think of what he had in his stomach…back to the subject Marisol! Poisonous acid, I got nothin' on that. Wait a sec, I do have something on that.

Thankfully suppressing my grin I shot him a defiant look, not that he could see my eyes beneath my sunglasses and hat but, I could tell he got the picture when he raised an eyebrow in my direction. I stood up and began to walk forward, and although he didn't show any sign of surprise there was no doubt by the flash in his eyes that he was shocked with my daring move.

He was now only about nine yards away from me, watching me curiously with his golden eyes. I slid my foot back and stood in a mock fighting stance, an imitation of something I'd seen in a Jackie Chan film, lifting my hand out and jerking my fingers towards myself in a sort of 'bring it' gesture.

I could tell he was angry, despite the unaffected stare he was giving me. He then sprinted at me, ready to claw my brains out, not noticing the unscrewed bottle of Windex I held behind my back and flung in his direction the moment I saw him move. He was halfway to me when his claws were splashed with Ammonium, a harsh popping sound heard as he stopped. He musta figured I wasn't worth the physical exertion and decided to use that whip thing of his.

But of course it didn't work, and all that poured forth from his claws was water and salt. He stared at me with a calm look of utter rage.

Moron.

Didn't he know about neutralization? Any acid mixed with base forms water and a salt.

Congrats baka yokai, you get an F in Chem.

Sessho-maru tried to summon his acid whip or even poison claws but it wouldn't work. When he looked back up at the girl for the second time, wondering what she had done, he saw her almost all the way across the clearing, and entering a bamboo forest. Growling in fury the demon lord's eyes turned blood red and, pulling tokijin from its saya, took off after the annoying creature.

Blood…her blood…blood…red…blood…must have her blood!

Thank you so very muchly for your reviews peopleses! Another chappie complete! And please, somebody tell me what Sue-ish means. I don't know and somebody told me that and I don't get it. Tell me onegai! Next time: an attempt at involuntary suicide.