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(It'spurecoincidenceifthisisrelatedtoanyothersouthtere,Iswear)

M'kay. This is the second to last chapter. Happy readings! (if there are spelling errors, truly sorry...)


"Tobie-kun." Purred a female voice. "Tell me, how did you do it?"

A black crow was perched on a giant ruby; a chain was hanging round one of his legs. He didn't answer, and half closed his beady eyes, as the pink hared bird youkai stroked his plumage. The female was lying on the side on one of the highest mountains in the range. She was in blood dyed snow. This blood was her own. Her pet crow had recently healed her neck.

Seeing that he wasn't going to talk anytime soon, she stopped her petting, and balled her claws into fists of rage. "The dirty blood, bastard," she hissed, feeling her neck.

The crow didn't need to know what his mistress was complaining about. As soon as she had woken up, she had screamed her rage to the hills. Finding her arrow necklace gone. She brushed her locks out of her slit yellow eyes, as they narrowed dangerously. "And knowing my luck, I guess he's still alive?"

The crow shuffled his feet, chain clinking. "Yes. But," his eyes glittered with glee.

The bird youkai looked interested. "What?"

"I bit him," he smiled, his fangs gleaming.

The female laughed, her voice echoing in the range. She continued her stroking of the bird, her eyes playing. "You know what?" The crow said softly. "I think I feel like telling you how I saved your life…"


InuYasha's fever was not going down. The small boy was in his bed; the covers draw round him, even if he was sweating. He twitched and shivered, as if he was sitting on ice. His body wasn't making up it mind. First he was getting hotter and hotter, his head making him dizzy and feeling like had wanted to vomit. But then it would drop, and he would feel cold as the snow outside.

Yesterday, Kurojin and Sesshoumaru had burst into Inutaisho household, yelling something about InuYasha was dead. His father, mysteriously returning home, had calmed the children down, and asked them howit had happened.

They didn't know, but a crow had bitten him. A look of outrage had flittered over the man face, before he had taken InuYasha out of his older son's arms. More like ripped from Sesshoumaru's arms, seeing as he didn't seem to want to let go of his dying brother. As he had turned his back, they thought he had said; "Tobu, up to his old tricks." But were sure they were hearing things. He then said that Kurojin should go home. She did as he said.

A healer had visited their house in the passing hour. She had sat with InuYasha for over an hour. After coming out, she had said that InuYasha's temperature was very irregular, as was his breathing. His body was under a considerable amount of shock, and if he didn't calm down, he was going to die of early heart attacks. She asked what InuYasha loved the most.

Sesshoumaru said his mother.

Inutaisho said Sesshoumaru.

But it was his mother who had the answer. She said he loved Sakura.

The hanyou was whisked out of his covers, and placed under the old tree. She had bent her branches over the boy, until the she formed a small tent round his body. With her magic flowing in her bark, she had admitted a faint pink glow. It spread over InuYasha, and his breathing slowed down. With his breathing getting more even, she had taken her branches away.

The healer had gone, telling them to keep his temper as normal as possible, and to come back to her tomorrow and find out what the poison was.

Nobody had slept in the house that night. With a bucket of icy water next to her, his mother had put cool flannels over InuYasha's sweating forehead through out the night. Sesshoumaru, try as he might to stay awake, had fallen asleep in his father's arms.

Inutaisho had looked out the window, thinking, as Sesshoumaru slept, curled on his lap.

Still not fully awake, InuYasha's system had tried to get rid of the poison. But seeing as it was still in his blood stream, it didn't help, and it only made him weaker. In the morning, his mother went to the healer…


The healer frown, her already heavily wrinkled face wrinkled even more. "Inutaisho-sama told me it was a crow named Tobu who bit InuYasha-sama."

The female nodded, her pretty face white with worry. "What is the poison?"

The healer thought for a while, as the female twisted her kimono's hem until it started to fray. "I decided upon two things," she said finally. "It's either his own brand of poison. In which I'm sorry to say, I can't heal without knowing what it does. " The female's hand were clasped over her mouth. "Or it's Basilisk poison."

"How do you-" She started to say, but the healer cut across.

"Heal him. If it's Basilisk venom, you would have to drain all the poison from his body, then give him blood as the same type as his, as he would have to give tribute from his own blood." At this point, the female's face was in her hands, her shoulder shaking with sobs. "Do not worry." The healer said, putting her hands on the female's shoulders. "We only need the help of-"

"I know who we need the help from." Her muffled voice said. She pulled her hand away from her tear-streaked face. "That's the easy part. But InuYash'a a hanyou no one can give him blood."

The healer bit her lip, looking worried. "And everyone is pure blood…" She trailed off, as the female stood up.

"Thank you, very kindly." She said, and walked out of the small hut.


Kurojin and Sesshoumaru were beside InuYasha, and they could hear Inutaisho and his wife talking through the door. "We need to go to Atumba, he's the only one who can get the poison out of InuYasha." A very tearful voice was saying.

Sesshoumaru frowned. Atumba was in the Sayalamih mountain range, basically on the other side of their world. He was an elephant God. He was told to be as tall as the heights mountains, but as gentle as the fluffiest cloud. His skin like rays of sun, he had let children paint his legs with Indian patterns, and he had golden ankle bracelets. His tusks were like fine silk, and had gold cuffs of the ends. He wore a gold band, with a giant ruby imprinted in it, and many more rings, chains, pendants, and treasures all over his body.

He was able to heal people, and could easily get the poison out of InuYasha. But Sesshoumaru didn't know how long he had to live for.

"But," his step-mother's voice was speaking again. Inutaisho had his arms round her waist, as she spoke. "He needs blood."

Kurojin looked confused. Blood was easy to get, why did she sound so sad? "What's wrong?" Inutaisho said quietly. "Blood's easy to get." Just what I thought, Kurojin cocked her head.

"It needs to be hanyou blood."

The world seemed to stop for a time, as the two youkai looked down at InuYasha's white face. His life seemed to be getting a whole lot further away.


Kurojin left soon after that. Sesshoumaru tried to ask why, but she didn't answer. Sesshoumaru was still by his brother's side. He brushed away his drenched silvery hair from his closed eyes. He wanted those eyes to open up again, with the spark of life and energy they normally stored. He hated to admit it, but it scared him to see them so lifeless, and glassy.

"Get better, InuYasha."

"He will," Sesshoumaru seemed to jump a foot as he heard Inutaisho answer him. "Tomorrow morning, I'm going to take him to, Atumba," his father sat down with Sesshoumaru, looking down at InuYasha.

"What about the blood? And why not now?"

Inutaisho didn't seem annoyed that he had overheard what the adults were talking about, but smiled. "Why not now? Well, I think we may have a visitor in the night," Sesshoumaru looked bewildered, but didn't comment. Something flickered in Inutaisho's golden eyes, before he answered again. "And blood. We'll just have to see."

"Your speaking in riddles," Sesshoumaru couldn't help blurt out.

Inutaisho cocked an eyebrow, but didn't say anything, only to stroke InuYasha's head.


"I'm too weak to move from this spot."

"Do not worry, I can do it. I did it once before."

"Are you sure? If I remember, last time you had a little 'accident'"

"How dare you! I'll draw out his death. Nice and simple."

"….."

"?"

"Well, if you must. Get out of my sight!"

"Yes, right away."


Inutaisho was sitting in a dark corner of InuYasha's and Sesshoumaru's room. He could hear InuYasha's ragged breathing, the only sound in the room. Clearly armed, his clawed hand gripped a hilt of a long, thin blade, name Tessaiga, forged out of his own fang.

There was a flutter near the window, and a hiss from Sakura, as the old tree rattled a warning. Something black was hopping on the window ledge, tapping on the glass. Like magic, the window slid open, and it hopped inside.

"To what do I owe the pleasure, Tobu?" Inutaisho asked from the shadows. The crow thought he was having a hear attack. He span round, and flapped into the air, crowing. At once, InuYasha's face pained, and he started to convulse in his bed, his breathing coming in painful gasps. "Calm down." Inutaisho said quietly, eyes narrowing at the crow.

Tobu narrowed his own black pair. "Calm down? If you haven't noticed, Inutaisho, I'm in the same room with the greatest youkai of this century."

"No need to flatter me, your mistress surly gets it all," his gaze was steady, as the crow swung his chain round, and it lashed onto Inutaisho's hand.

"Please," Tobu laughed, as he felt his chains tightening over the inu youkai's fists. "Don't even bother. Once my chains cling on, nothing will get them off."

Catching the crow off guard, Inutaisho laughed. "So says you," not even gripping the sword, a bolt of light flashed along the blade, along the chains, and it electrified the crow. With a screech, and a gasp from InuYasha, he fell to the ground, the smell of burnt feathers wafting to Inutaisho.

Tobu looked up; his chains still round Inutaisho hands. He laughed, cold and gleefully. "If you kill me, the boy dies as well."

"I don't plan to kill you. I want information."

He rasped his laughter again. "Don't bet on it." He got zapped again. InuYasha turned whiter, and for a moment, his breathing stopped. "You're killing your own son. Murderer." He hissed, and it was Inutaisho turn to blanche.

"Tell me," his golden eyes blazed red with rage.

"You don't scare me," Tobu said, his eyes shining with the truth. "I have the upper hand, no matter what you do."

Inutaisho paused, thinking. "Tobie."

"What did you say?" Hissed the crow, his eyes widening, and his pride on the edge of being shattered to the wind.

"I called you, Tobie. Fuuga was so kind, and told me your pet name." Inutaisho roared with laughter, as the crow went into a frenzy. Feather flying, he brought his chains up, and down, Inutaisho's hands were raised, then smashed into the ground. It didn't seem to hurt him, and only left a hole in the ground. "How would the other birds like to know, that the Death Bird, Tobu, it called Tobie?"

Flames burst quiet literally from Tobu, as he continued to smash Inutaisho into the ground. "And I'll commit that death tonight!" He screeched, as his chain left Inutaisho fists, and he flapped over to InuYasha.

With a jab, Tobu stabbed his poisoned fangs into Inuyasha's arm. The hanyou groaned in pain, and recoiled. It pleased the Death Bird, and he bit more fiercely, blood running down his beck. Tobu felt a blade at his throat, and was slashed off of InuYasha. Tobu expected to see blood from him, but only tasted InuYasha's, still fresh on his tongue. Inutaisho had a different sword in hand, Tobu laughed.

"Killing me will-"

"I said, I'm not going to kill you." He sheathed the glowing sword. Tobu paused, thinking.

"Hmm. Ok, I'll bite. What do you want?"


In the light of the new dawn, Inutaisho had the very ill InuYasha in his strong arms. "I know what I'm doing," he was saying with patience to his wife and son.

"But ho-" Sesshoumaru grew quiet with a look. Inutaisho took the liberty of giving Sesshoumaru a ruffle, and hugging the female. His dog fur grew silently, and he hovered off the ground. "See you later," and soured into the air.

Some of the sleepy villagers pointed excitedly up at him. Some of the children waved up, and called. With all his concentration on his green tinged son, he flew faster, over the small village. The wind whistled in his pointed ears, as they glided smoothly down the rolling mountains, and over larger rocks. It grew steadily colder, as he circled a higher one. He stopped at a hollowed out ledge. "Tobu!" He called.

The chained crow hopped out, Fuuga poked her beautiful head out to see what the noise was about. The crow fluttered onto the large ruby. "What do you want, now?" he asked, his voice sounding pretty pissed.

Inutaisho clicked his tongue with the air of impatience. "You don't have them?" He asked.

Fuuga looked between her pet and Inutaisho. What was going on?

"No," Tobu looked busied. "They were," a slight cough. "Difficult." Inutaisho scowled.

"With my son on the line, they're not going to be the only ones with difficulties," he looked pointedly at the crow. Looking stung, he puffed up.

"Well then. If you think you can do a better job, be my guest."

"I will." And with a contemptuous look, he flew away from them.

"What was that about?" Fuuga asked.

Tobu sighed. "Twins."

"Pardon?"

He sneezed.


Looking over his armoured shoulder, Inutaisho watched the ring of mountains growing smaller, their snow capped tops dimming in the blazing light. With speed, he raced along a trickling river, the rough, stony hills pressing in on him. These mountains were not snowy, but made out of stone and clay.

Covering InuYasha, he smashed his way through a hill that happened to be in his way. A herd of goats scattered, as he burst out of the other side. One goat was on top of Inutaisho head, until the inu youkai shook it off him. With a bleat, it fell into a gully.

Leaving the rough hills and small river behind, they flew over plains of grass. They rippled like seaweed, as he flew over them. They sped over a forest, their wild vegetation groping for the sun light. Over barren wastelands, with harsh cracked grounds, and animal skeletons. Over the sea. The salty air gave InuYasha some colour into his cheeks. A whale burst out of the clear blue ocean, and sprayed the pair. Seagulls flocked over them, as they came to land again, and a small fishing village. Back over more hills and grassy plains. Then over a vast dessert. Winds tore at Inutaisho's robes, and tried to rip his flesh off. Sand got into his hair, and eyes. But with some magic, the winds died, and he shook the sand away.

More seas, and barren plains. As evening came, and a huge mountain range cam into view, InuYasha changed abruptly. He stirred in his father's arms. Glancing down, he saw that InuYasha's eyes had flown open. Unseeing, and milky white, InuYasha started to growl. His small pupils hazed, as he gripped Inutaisho's arm. Starting to vibrate, he dug his fangs into Inutaisho's shoulder. Finding that his skin was like led, and he couldn't brake it, the hanyou wasn't put out, and only tried harder.

Flying swifter, Inutaisho prised InuYasha off his arm. InuYasha snarled, and struggled in his hold, thrashing his claws. Over the rocks and grass, Inutaisho lifted his gaze off his son, and up to the point of the highest mountain. An unholy light was glowing from it. Inutaisho tighten his grip on InuYasha, only to find he wasn't there. Looking round, he saw the hanyou was once again trying to maul off Inutaisho's arm. Leaving him to do as he pleased with his arm, Inutaisho shot up the mountain's side. InuYasha stopped, and sniff, smelling the holy smell. Bracing his muscles, he leapt off his father. Inutaisho caught his leg, and dragged him back on to his arm.

Inutaisho slowed, as the light grew even brighter. It blazed into the very corners of the mountain, illuminating the crack and holes. It was like a halo, ringing the peck. And in the light, sat a man. He had no hair, only two blue dots on his forehead. His skin was olive brown, and flawless. His bright brown eyes were shut, as he meditated. He had golden cuffs on his wrists, and wore silky robes of sky blue.

He opened his sparkling eyes, as Inutaisho landed softly on the mountain's earth. "Atumba?" He asked, looking at the small man. Then he realised that it was a child. With a heart-warming smile, he looked up at Inutaisho.

"That would be me."

Inutaisho gaped, in spite of himself. "B-but. You're an elephant God, right?" He rubbed the back on his head,

"That's right."

"I was thinking you would be a, a bit older."

"I'm as old as time."

InuYasha had fallen back into his dead like phase. "I-"

"Need my help? Tobu bit your son? And you want me to get the poison out of his body? And-" Inutaisho blinked in wonder. "You wish to go look for some twins,leaving InuYasha with me."

"Well, if you know what I came for, then you must know the answers." Inutaisho smiled. Atumba smiled back.

"Give him here." Inutaisho handed over InuYasha. Atumba looked down at the hanyou. Closing his brown eyes, he sighed. "Tobu is nasty. Two bites."

Inutaisho hovered slightly.

Atumba looked up. "So sorry. You want to leave. Do not worry, InuYasha is save with me." (-puts on scary music-)

Inutaisho nodded, and flew back down.

Brown met golden, as InuYasha looked up at Atumba. Atumba put his slender fingers to InuYasha's forehead, and the hanyou closed his eyes. Singing softly, InuYasha felt something wonderful happening to him, but didn't know what. Opening his mouth, a fine green thread trickled out of InuYasha's mouth, and dissolved. Heart starting to bet normally, more green threads came out of his arm, and back of his neck. His temperature came back to normal, and colour flooded back into his cheeks.

"InuYasha?" Atumba said gently. The hanyou opened up his eyes. Bright and sparky, they blinked, looking confused. His eyes clouded suddenly, and great pain flutter over his face. He rolled off of Atumba, and started to convulse on the ground. Watching wordlessly, Atumba stood up, his robes falling down around him. As the fabric hit the dirt, there was a swirl of magic, and light. As the wind lifted and died, a great elephant stood in Atumba's place. "You must now repay me." He said, his voice filling the whole range. "With your own blood."

Just as Sesshoumaru had thought, Atumba's true form was magnificent. His skin like rays of the sun, his great ears folded back, rings and gems over his lobes. His silken tusks were complete with golden cuffs, and on his forehead was a band of gold, with a ruby in place. His bracelets on his ankles were not seen, as his body was almost filling up the whole range. The patterns over his body were of children's. All beautiful.

InuYasha didn't even look at the great God, to busy rolling in pain, holding his stomach. "Now!" The light blazed, white-hot round the elephant God. His ears flapped open, and his eyes glowed. His trunk lifted and Atumba gave a called. InuYasha shuddered, and blood spill from his mouth. Rolling in his own scarlet pools more and more fell from his lips. Surely with all this blood loss, he wasn't going to survive.


Inutaisho came to a small village. It was a village on water. The houses floated on logs, and nifty brides showed the ways to one part of the village to the next. A large flock of humans and youkai was gathered in a pack circle, yelling and cheering.

Crossing a bride, his weight making the logs sink slightly, he came to a small island, with a large koi pond set in the middle, with a waterfall. The people were round the koi pond, watching a pair of boys. The boys had long black hair, with a slight purple tinge it the strands. Their eyes were a deep crimson, with cat slits. They wore long flowing robes, and many necklaces, and bracelets. They both had large pointy cat ears, and long thin cattails.

One did a back flip, and landed on one hand, and the other flipped onto the boy's leg, which was in the air. The crowed cheered, and roared with laughter, as a funny shocked expression hit their faces, and they expertly tumbled into the water.

Spouting water from his mouth, one of the boys called. "That's it, folks. Come back on Sunday." Slightly disappointed, they threw coins into the koi pond, and left. Collecting them up, the boys got out of the water.

Inutaisho walked up to them. "Sorry, shows closed." One boy said curtly, ringing his robes dry.

"I wasn't interested in the show." Inutaisho said. "I want to know. Are you two hanyous?"

They paused, hissing cat like. "What of it?" The asked together.

"I need your help."

They glared. "Don't bet on it, old man." One said, shaking water out of his cat ears. "We don't help anybody."

"What if I give you something?" They looked eager at this.

"Depends what we have to give." One said.

"Some of your blood." They looked at one another.

"I dunno."

"You can make more blood." Inutaisho said impatiently. "I just need some to help my son."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's with Atumba, because the Death Bird, Tobu bit him."

"And you need hanyou blood to give to him, because Atumba takes blood away from the ones he heals."

"Right."

"But, your pure, why do you need dirty blood?"

"He's a hanyou. Like you two."

"Alright, what do we get?"

"This." Inutaisho held up two pendants. Both were silver based, and had a glob of amber in them. In the amber was one of Sakura's petals. "Do you know, Sakura?"

They nodded, with hungry looks in their crimson eyes. "Sure, she's the magical tree in the Sakura Village. Are those her petals?"

"Yes. They hold powerful magic. If you give me some blood, you get these pendants."

"Sure, take us to your son."

"What are your names?"

"Hikari, and Yami."

"Get on my back, I'll fly us there."


"Atumba! What are you doing?" Cried a horrified voice. Inutaisho and the twins floated down to the mountaintop. The elephant was still there, thread of red being absorbed into his skin. InuYasha was panting, his body covered in his own blood. His face was white as a sheet, not counting the splashes of blood on it.

"You got greedy!" Yelled Yami, looking down at the death pale boy. "And you took almost all his blood." Atumba transformed back into a boy. Licking his lips, he didn't say anything.

Hikari bent down to look at InuYasha, and put his arms over his small shoulders, lifting him out of the blood. Inutaisho was in front of Atumba, the air round him seemed to freeze. Atumba narrowed his brown eyes at the inu youkai.

"The blood of Inutaisho, sure tastes good."

They all looked mortified. The great elephant God, Atumba, was glad to be getting blood? Hikari stood up, carrying InuYasha. "We need to give the blood to him now, of he's going to die of blood loss."

"How?" Yami asked.

"You're not going anywhere." They all looked; surprised to see it was Atumba speaking. His hand was gripping Inutaisho's shoulder.

"Let me go." Inutaisho said, his voice ringing. There was a strange gleam in Atumba's normally peaceful eyes.

"I don't think so." His grip tightened, and red thread came out of the cuts Atumba's nails were digging into Inutaisho's skin. They were absorbed into Atumba. Inutaisho ripped from his strong grip.

"My bloods making him mad with power. You two." He turned to the twins. "Think of the Sakura Village, and walked into the light behind Atumba, you will be transported back into my village. Go to a girl called Kurojin-chan, and ask to talk to her father. He will know what to do."

Yami and Kikari nodded, stepping into the light. Glancing over Kikari's shoulder, InuYasha saw Atumba pinning Inutaisho to the ground, his slender hands hovering over his father's face. The image was whirled away, as they stepped into the Sakura Village.

"What does, Kurojin-chan, look like?" Hikari asked InuYasha quietly.

"She has long black hair, purple eyes, and a green kimono," He whispered, and passed out. Running through the village, the boys yelled out Kurojin's name. The girl burst out of her house.

"What?" As the boys stopped in front of her. She looked at InuYasha. "What have you done to him!" She yelled.

Hikari pulled InuYasha out of her grip. "Inutaisho-sama, has sent us. We need to give him some of our blood. He said to see your father." Nodding, she led them into her house.

"Father!" She yelled, as the clanging of iron on iron meet their sensitive ears.

"Yes?" He said, pulling down his goggles, and putting down his hammer. His eyes travelled over the boys and InuYasha. "Blood?" They nodded. "Come with me. Kurojin, stay out here." Devil wings fluttering a little, the large man pulled back a mat hanging from the doorframe, and gestured for the boys to go in.

They did.


Fangs press their way through a vein, and he felt the blood wash over his tongue. The power from the blood was making the God insane, as he lashed onto Inutaisho's wrist. Inutaisho was watching steadily, not flinching when Atumba cut another hole into his body, not feeling when the blood left him.

Atmuna pulled away, panting. "Are you done?" Inutaisho asked, flicking his wrist and the cut healed. It was forbidden to fight on holy ground, so he couldn't stop the elephant God by brute strength, only let him get on with it, seriously, how much blood could the guy take? Rather a lot, as it seemed.

Brushing his hand over his bloody lips, Atumba grinned. Inutaisho sighed. If he couldn't pound the God here, he could draw him away from his light. He hovered in the air, and started to take off.

From nowhere, chains sprang at him, tying round his arms and legs. There was that no fighting rule, so he couldn't brake the chains. He came back to the ground, getting pretty annoyed at this point. As Atumba came at him again, Inutaisho suddenly realised that he didn't care about braking the rules of not fighting. Drawing back a fist, he whacked Atumab hard, wanting to get some sense back into him.

Staggering, and shaking his head, it didn't seem to clear his head at all. "Naughty, naughty." He taunted, closing his vice like grip round Inutaisho's throat, and pulled him off his feet. "I guess you know what happens if you brake the rules?"

Eh, no he didn't, but he wasn't going to answer the insane God. He couldn't talk anyway; his grip was constricting his windpipe. "I'll let you guess." He walked over to the edge of the mountain, and drew Inutaisho over the drop.

Inutaisho smiled, and put his chained up hands to Atumba's hands, trying to push them away. "What, throw me down the cliff?" He chuckled.

"No, how cliché." He mocked, and tightened his grip. "I'm going to have to kill your son." He lifted his hand. Inutaisho moved his gaze from Atumba, and to his hand. In his hand was a small glowing sphere. InuYasha's soul. "Just one squeeze, and your son is dead."


Kurojin's father pushed back his sweating hair. "Done. How do you feel?" He asked Yami and Hikari. Both looking tired, but happy.

"Glad we did this for little InuYasha." Hikari breathed, as InuYasha smiled, cuddling into Hikari's side.

"I'm tired." Yami closed his eyes, drifting to sleep. Hikari yawned, and did the same. Kurojin's father looked up, feeling something bad. Getting up, he said brightly to InuYasha. "I'm just going outside, be right back." And left the room. InuYasha closed his hands to his chest. Funny, his chest was constricting painfully. Maybe it was the blood?

The male looked up, his devil wings quite still. He watched the skies. Death was coming, he could feel it. "Atumba." He snarled. Something shot out of the sky. Throwing up his hands, a barrier form over the house. The jet of pure light bounced away, smashing into some rocks on the mountain. Kurojin's father saw the shape and spirit of Atumba, glaring down at him, Inutaisho was pressed to his chest.

"What are you doing?" Atumba hissed at him, giving InuYasha's soul a squeeze. The male's arms flew into the air, as more jets of pure light hit the house. But the barrier was strong, and would not let the light pass through.

"You have InuYasha's blood!" He yelled, pushing more lights away. "And even Inutaisho, which is not yours to take. Leave the boy alone, and bring our leader back!" Eyes glowing strangely, Kurojin's father was throwing into a blaze of black. The blackness swirled at his feet, over his body. He grew, his black wings growing twice his size. Face elongated, and more changes happened. It a flash, he was in the air, and snapping and roaring at Atumba, who suddenly turned solid. It happened in a tear.

Atumba felt claws and teeth tearing at him, and felt his body parting from all sides. Inutaisho slipped away from his grasp as the male still attacked. His body was a blur of swirling blackness. Atumba disappeared, yelling. "Don't need to be so mean." And transported back into the mountains. Kurojin's father floated back to the ground, his human self appeared once more.

"That was impressive." Inutaisho said, smiling.


In a few days, Yami, Hikari and InuYasha recovered fully, and were soon playing in the back yard with Sakura. "Glad to see you back to normal," Sesshoumaru said, lying at the base of the tree, Yami next to him.

"Aww, were you worried about me?" InuYasha teased, resting in Sakura's branches, Hikari hanging next to him.

"Hmpf, I was not."

InuYasha and Hikari looked at each other, then burst out laughing. "Brothers."


Tobu was flapping back to his mistress, something hanging from his beck. He fluttered onto his ruby perch. Fuuga came out of her new nest. It was twiggier this time, with not so many gem and pretty objects.

"Hm?"

Tobu held out two pendants. "Look what Inutaisho gave me."

"My, oh my. How pretty," she took them in her claws.

"He said that the two boys didn't want them, so he gave them to me as a thank you."

"Thank you for what?" She asked sharply, looking at the amber.

"For saving InuYasha's life."

Fuuga looked stunned. "First you want to kill the boy, then you save him. What on earth possessed you to do that, Tobie-kun?

Tobu shudder, then answered. "For what ever pride I have left."


The End

Author's note:

Sayalamih (Say-a-la-myth) – Is Himalayas backwards xD

Yami- Basically means dark/darkness (Yami is the darker of the twins )

Hikari- Means Light (Hikari is the kinder of the twins )

Atumba- I made up from thin air (There's a bit of a story behind this guy. I needed a way to get poison out of InuYasha, so I turned to my dad. 'What animal is the best at sucking things up?' 'Eh, an elephant.' Then I thought of the elephant God, with lots of arms. 'Where does that elephant God originally come from?' 'India.' Then I needed some kind of mountain range. 'What's the highest mountain there?' 'The Himalayas.' I was going to put them down, but I realised I was getting confused with the feudal era, and the world we live in today. So I had to start making up stuff about the lands… So that's how Atumba, and the Sayalamih Mountain range, was born!)

On a side note, I just have to say that I don't know what kind of power Inutaisho has, so people who do know, please tell me… all I had was slight magic that stopped wind, the odd healing, and him hitting Atumba (sheesh)

And when Atumba say's, he'll be safe with me, I was in two minds to add when Inutaisho left, 'Very safe.' Very ominously… But then I thought it would be VERY cliché if I did that, and make him turn all evil. But in the end he did turn evil, so it worked out (: P) And yesh, Atumba turned back to his kind self after Inutaisho's and InuYasha's blood left his system.


Random Rants:

This chapter gave you some answer. As soon as I finished writing this story, (In the dead of night, I might add, and after reading; Lord Loss, which I highly regiment to any thriller readers, lotsa blood and guts BWHAHAHA!) I realised I didn't put in how Sesshoumaru got his face fixed. Well, he did…. It just happened… like in the animes. Jessy, James and Meowth may get blasted by Pikachu every episode, but they still live!

Yup, old Fuuga lives! Sorry if any of you hate her guts, but I got attached to her… and Tobie. Hikari and Yami aren't very originally names, I know, but I wanted something that made them like twins. Eh, and yeah, that's about it. Oh, and Kurojin's dad got some light, eheeh, so, what do you think happened to him, eheeh?

So, next chapter is the last. I'm sad now. I've nearly finished... and the last chapter is sad.

TTFN!

-Ixi