Small note: Ok, so I'm crap at doing really long fics. So that's why I got rid of, With You. I can't be stuffed waiting round for Ni-chan, and it gets it off my shoulders. But now I have this one on my shoulders! And clearly someone is wanting more.
I'm better at shorter stories. So when I feel some kinds of inspiration, I can just update this with the two brothers.
Like I said, information is rather fluffy, but that's what fanfics are for! One of my reveiwers wanted more of InuYasha, so don't worry, this ones mostly about InuYasha. And the next chapter, and next,till I basically shove Sesshoumaru out of the whole picture XD
Oh yes, and if there are some spelling errors, ignore them. But I'll be pleased if you point them out to me - -'' Spelling is not my strong point. (putting it rather lightly)
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha (only stuff I made up, and Kurojin )
It was high noon in the Sakura village. A few petals fell from the branches, onto the snow-covered grounds.
The elders in the village marvelled at the new growth of the old Sakura, whose branches tingled with magic, and even moved on their own in no wind. A female was at the sliding doors of the largest wooden house. Her pretty face was creased with worry.
She turned round to face her husband, her black hair flicking round to meet her. "InuYasha, I'm worried about him." She said, snapping shut the sliding doors behind her. "He came home with more cuts and bruises the other day. He won't admit it, but the other children are picking on him."
Inutaisho sighed, running a hand over his silver/white hair, rather like her elder son did. He folded his arms over his chest plate, thinking with closed eyes. "Try not to worry about it, he has Sesshoumaru to protect him. But," He opened his eyes, "If things keep going on like this, we will have to do something about it."
The female sighed, resting a hand on the doorframe, watching the old Sakura.
"Half-breed, half-breed!" A group of children youkai were circling a smaller boy, who was on the ground, fending off some rocks they were throwing. They were slightly out side the village, on somewind bet, snow covered grass.
One of the older boys, whose short black hair was in a band, stood in front of the growling hanyou. His dark eyes glittered, and he said. "Why don't you fight back, half-breed?" The hanyou's silvery hair was streaked with blood, and his red fire rat robes were dirt stained. He snarled, and bit the boy on the hand. The boy jerked away, tearing his flesh on the sharp fangs. "Yergh, now I'm gonna get rabies, you filth!" Backing away slightly, he threw a rock.
It crashed off InuYasha's head, blood appearing. "Get away from him, you jerks!" Yelled a voice, as a few arrows shot at the children. They scattered away, as a green robed girl came over the hillside, another silvery hared boy behind her. Her bow was still vibrating, as she held it still. The boy with the bitten hand, sneered. "Why are you protecting him? Are you putting your self on the same level as your self?"
Kurojin scowled.
Wiping the blood away, InuYasha got back to him feet. "I don't need your help." He growled at Kurojin.
"Hark, the great hanyou speaks." The boy mocked, and a pelt of rocks flew his way. Knocking most of them away with his armoured robes, a few bounced off his head, sending him back to the ground.
"Sesshoumaru-sama!" Hissed Kurojin, to the boy next to her. "Why don't you help your brother?" They stared down at InuYasha, who was now cowering, as the kids came nearer. The full blodded inu youkai had double magenta stripes on his cheeks, and a sickle blue moon on his forehead. His white dog fur was over his shoulder.
Kurojin knocked an arrow, and shot it down at the childern. The children back away, as the two youkai walked down the hill. InuYasha scampered over to his brother, clinging to his sleeve. "Onii-san." He said in a pleading voice. "Can't you drive them away?"
Sesshoumaru looked down at his brother, his dog-ears flat to his silvery head. Then to the kids, who were listening to the conversation. A few things flew in his mind. He gripped InuYasha's hands. Both Kurojin and InuYasha looked hopeful. But it was short lived. He threw InuYasha from him, and hissed in venom like voice.
"Get away from me, half-breed."
InuYasha gasped, and tears started in his golden eyes. Kurojin looked shocked. The other kids cheered.
Her own tears started in her deep purple ones, Kurojin picked up the shaking InuYasha. He didn't complain this time, and clung to her neck.
She stalked up to Sesshoumaru, hate burning in her eyes. Sesshoumaru was a little taken a back to see so much rage in them. Kurojin lifted her clawed hand, and struck Sesshoumaru across the face.
Deep scratches appeared in the inu youkai's cheek, as he fell back, placing a hand over them. He had never been hit in his life.
"How, dare you!" Kurojin said coldly, her voice shaking. She whirled round, still with InuYasha in her arms, and went back into the village. The kids were left there staring after her.
They gave one glance at Sesshoumaru, then fled up the hill. Sesshoumaru sat there stunted, running a finger over the cuts. He remembered the kids faced, twisted with spite, InuYasha's broken eyes, glinting with tears, Kurojin's eyes of rage and hatred towards him.
He looked at the ground. "Kurojin-chan, InuYasha." The words echoed round him, dimming in the snow.
A few tears trickled out of InuYasha's eyes, as he nestled into Kurojin, who was sitting on her mat bed with him. "Don't cry, InuYasha-kun." She whispered, brushing the tears away with a claw. She was propped up, her back to the wooden wall; InuYasha curled on her lap. He looked up at her face, his own miserable.
"I don't understand," he said. "Why they hate me, so." Kurojin ran a hand over his ears, feeling old scars of the rocks. Her heart went out for him. "They call me half-breed, but I don't know what that means. Why am I so different, Kurojin-chan?"
Kurojin shook her head. "I'm not sure if I'm the right person to tell you. But all the villagers here are full demons. You're a hanyou. They see that you are different, so pick on you. They think you're weaker than all of them."
"Because of my mother?"
She gripped him tighter. "Because of your mother."
"It hurts." He whimpered, curling his fits round her robes.
"The cuts?" She asked. "I can treat them for you." He he nodded, then shook his silvery head.
"Yeah that too,but, it hurts in my heart. I could handle the village kids, but hearing my brother saying it-" He didn't need to finish it, a few more tears feel out.
'Get away from me, half-breed.'
The words echoed in Kurojin's head, as a few of her own tears tracked out. Sesshoumaru was her close friend, so it hurt to hit him. But it hurt more painfully to see him throwing away his brother.
"Here." She said, getting her voice back. "I'll do your wounds."
She put InuYasha in her blankets, and opened up a small cupboard. She rummaged through it, and pulled out bandages, and disinfectant cream. "Just think." She said, trying to sound bright. "These are your first, real battle scars." She applied the cream on the cuts on his face and dog-ears.
He winced a little, and gave a smile. "Yeah, I guess. I gave that boy a good bit, he won't be forgetting me in a while."
"There you go." She smiled, rapping a bandage over one of arms, seeing he had been cut along there. "It's better to see the bright side of things, huh?"
He didn't reply. "Korujin-chan?" He said after a while.
"Hmm?" She put the medical things away.
"Could you teach me how to fight?"
"Huh!" She yelped, looking round at him.
"Please, you spar with Sesshoumaru all the time." He pleaded, clasping her robes.
"I don't know." She started, looking down at the little boy.
"Nothing heavy, just to protect myself against them." He insisted, referring to the village children.
"Ok. Not a word to your brother, mother or father. It's our little secret." She ruffled his hair playfully. "I'll show you how to us your fangs and claws. No swords!" His face fell. "Well…only if it gets worse. I'll take you home."
He looked worried. "But my mother will see my wounds."
"It can't be helped." Kurojin sighed, getting up, and holding his hand. "Your going to have to tell her what happened."
"Not my brother."
"Pardon?"
"I won't tell her what my brother did."
Again, she felt her heart warming toward him. It was more than was her best friend deserved. How was she going to face Sesshoumaru now? She wasn't even sure if she was going to say sorry. But it would mean loosing her friend.
Kurojin reached up, and knocked on the door of the brother's home. Inutaisho answered the door. Kurojin bowed low, and said. "I've been playing with inuYasha-kun, and I wanted to bring him home." She still held InuYasha's hand.
Inutaisho brought his eyes over the scars, but didn't say a word. He dipped his head. "Thank you, Kurojin-chan. We were wondering where InuYasha was. Sesshoumaru came home hours ago, looking sour." She felt rather guilty. "He wouldn't say whereInuYasha was. I'm glad to find he was with you."
InuYasha didn't want to let go off her hand. "InuYasha-kun." Kurojin smiled, and knelt to his level. "I promise to come round tomorrow, and play with you and Sesshoumaru-sama." He nodded. She smiled again, and kissed him on the cheek. He hugged her round the neck, as she stood, and departed with a wave.
Inutaisho smiled slightly, wondering what was going on between his son and Kurojin.
Dinner was done in up most silence, for a time. Sesshoumaru's face bore the marks of Kurojin, and his temper was snappish, as he munched moodily on his rice. He froze, chopsticks half in his mouth, when him mother asked about InuYasha's new cuts.
The hanyou admitted it was the kids in the village, and he didn't utter a word about Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru pushed the bowl away from him, starting to feel sick. Inutaisho turned a sharp eye to his elder son. "And you?" He asked. "Where were you, Sesshoumaru?"
Sesshoumaru glanced at InuYasha, but his eyes were down cast. "I was with Kurojin, we were out with her bow an arrow." His father didn't press, already suspecting what happened.
Normally, after dinner, Sesshoumaru and InuYasha would go outside and play with the old Sakura. Not tonight. Sesshoumaru went to bed early, and InuYasha was sitting in the Sakura tree, in the highest branches. The Sakura whispered to him, and her branches held him firm. "What do you think, Sakura?" He asked, after telling his story. He ran a hand along her old truck, and she sighed.
She did not answer, but whispered like the wind, and drew her branches over InuYasha. His mother poked her head out of the sliding door. "Time for bed." She called to him.
"See you." InuYasha patted the tree, and leapt from the branches. His mother smiled, as he ran indoors. She hugged him.
"Off you go." She said kindly, as InuYasha kissed her on the cheek, and left for his and Sesshoumaru's bed room.
As he snuggled under the covers, he let out a sigh. He turned his head to look at his brother, who was pretending to sleep. He pulled back the covers, and scrambled onto Sesshoumaru's mat. Sesshoumaru groaned, and rolled over to face his younger brother. "What do you want?" He asked, peering at him with one open eye.
InuYasha looked determined, as he crawled under the covers with Sesshoumaru. "What are you doing?" He squawked; having to scoot over, as his brother poked his head under his chin.
"I want to ask you something."
"Can't you ask me from your own bed?" He asked, pretty annoyed he had to share. InuYasha shook his head, tickling Sesshoumaru's nose.
"Why didn't you protect me?" He asked, felling his brother stiffen. "Is it because of what I am?"
His brother was silent. "Well?" InuYasha asked fiercely.
"I don't know." He said finally, his breath making InuYasha's dog-ears twitch. "I guess, with all those kids. They look up to me, respect me. So I couldn't back down. I guess that's the main reason."
InuYasha felt hurt. "So, you'd rather be under their pressure, and hurt your own brother?"
Sesshoumaru brought his arms round his brother.
"You did loose something," InuYasha said, rapping his own arms round him. "You lost Kurojin-chan, and you broke my heart."
He felt a sigh passed though his brother. Sesshoumaru hugged InuYasha tighter. "I'm sorry. I should have never of sunken to their level. I was wrong." He pressed his forehead on his little brothers, and they looked into each other's eyes. InuYasha believed his words, and smiled.
"What about, Kurojin-chan?"
"I'll forgive her in the morning, or see if she says sorry to me." He felt his brother kick him. "Ow, ok. It's my fault, happy?" InuYasha brushed the scratched made by Kurojin.
"Did that hurt when she did that?"
"Yes, and I hope she'll never do it again, so help me God."
The broke into fits of giggles. They heard the foot falls of one of their parents, and stifled their laughter. Sesshoumaru fiddled with InuYasha's dog-ears, and InuYasha played with Sesshoumaru's dog fur. "I promise, that if you're being bullied again, I'll help, m'kay?"
"On what side?"
"Yours, doofus." He blew on his ears, making them twitch.
"That tickles." He blew harder. Again, they broke into giggles. "Hey, Sesshy?"
"Do you have ta call me that?" He asked with a scowl.
"Do you love me?"
Sesshoumaru rolled over, his back facing InuYasha. "It's late, and I'm tired. Goodnight."
"Sesshoumaru!"
"Quiet in there!" Yelled their father. InuYasha scowled, and tugged on Sesshoumaru. He pulled free of his grip.
As InuYasha fell into a peaceful sleep, he heard the Sakura whispering outside, her shadow playing on the wall.
As her whispering stopped, he could have sworn that her heard his answer. It was so soft, that in the morning, he was pretty sure he had hearing things. But the breath that came out of Sesshoumaru formed words.
"Yes."
The End
Sweet, huh? God I was nearly in tears when I wrote it, I'm such a softie. Not much action was in this, only if you count throwing rocks as action, haha. Next chapter has a lot, yup yup.
If anyone has ideas of other chapters, feel free to tell me them. I need them.
This chapter was a bit shorter than I do normally, on 2000 and something. So my next chapter is nice and long, more InuYasha, less Sesshoumaru. Oh yes, this tragedy thinky-ma-bob. That's going to happen quiet a bit later.
Juston aside note, but I've noticed I've never really wrote about it being internal winter...
TTFN!
-Ixi
