Wooow, been a while since I updated this bad boy. Clawing for ideas. I have them, I just need a good story line to go with it… other wise it with just ramble on about nothing, then get to the point I was trying to put across.
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha. (other than, neh, you get the idea.)
"Uuhh, I feel terrible."
"Lair! You're trying to get out of it!"
"Oniii-chaaan. I'm not lying! Just move a little to the right so I can throw up on you."
"Ew!" Sesshoumaru squeaked, back-pedalling. He peered closer at InuYasha. He did look a bit pale. "Well, someone has to go with me."
"Your only going to find burdock roots. Somewhere in the swamps.. or whatever. Do you want me to hold your hand, or something?"
"No!" Sesshoumaru pulled a face. "I don't want you to come. But your mother said I had to bring someone to go with me. Kurojin-chan is being a pain, and will fluff something up. So all I have left is you."
"An after thought, charming," he pulled the covers over his head. The world span slightly. "Well, take someone else. I'm not feeling so hot."
"Fresh air will make you feel better. Ninety percent mind, ten percent physical. Get up!"
"Where'd you learn that?"
"GET UP!"
InuYasha blew a raspberry, and got grudgingly up. The world whizzed like he was on a roller coaster. "Ugh," he clutched his head.
"Come on, you'll feel better once we're outside. Trust me."
"Why do I get this bad feeling…"
Finding a marsh was a lot harder than the two brother's first thought. Sesshoumaru insisted on climbing the highest hill, and look from there. But after seeing his brother go several shades passed his normal complexion, he decided not to.
"Try the river. It's muddy and might led to a bank like a marsh," InuYasha said thickly, staggering round. He didn't seem to be getting any better.
"If you think you can make it," Sesshoumaru steered InuYasha by the shoulders, and they trooped down the small rise they were on.
There were lots of weeping willows near the banks of the long river. The river cuts through some of the mountain ranges. A few villagers were fishing in the deeper parts. Sesshoumaru felt their gazes watching the pair as they strode pass. He tried to make it like his brother wasn't going to die at any moment.
InuYasha wasn't getting any better. In fact, he was getting worse. His face was an interest grey colour, and Sesshoumaru had to frequently hold him up. His silvery hair was limb, and his dog ears were flat.
It was too late to back track now.
"Lookin' good their, hanyou," there was a flapping of wings, and Tobu clanked nosily in front of them. He swung his chain, and aimed a heavy blow at, InuYasha. "Aw, just missed. To bad," he purred, as InuYasha took a drunken step backwards.
"Tobu, go away," Sesshoumaru warned, pushing InuYasha back upright.
"Or what?"
"Or your pretty feathers will be stained in your blood."
"Point made and taken," he crowed. He hopped closer to them. "What are you doing with your brother? Trying to drown him so his suffering will end?"
"No. Looking for some burdock. Did, Fuuga-chan put you up to this or something?"
Tobu scratched his beck. "No. And why don't you try over there?" He pointed with a claw to a spot a little down the river.
Looking suspiciously at the crow, he nodded and led InuYasha. They jumped into the shallows. InuYasha shivered slightly. "Don't be a baby, and help me," his brother's mocking spurred him slightly. They wadded along the banks, holding onto the thrushes as it got deeper.
Tobu hopped along side them. His beady eyes looked at the water, just behind, InuYasha. They narrowed.
Ice shot across InuYasha spin, as he turned around. The ice made it's way through his body, settling in his stomach. Something bad was about to happen. He had never felt so strongly about it before. The dirt fell away at his feet, as they got to the deepest parts of the river. Still watching over his shoulder, his fire rat robes dragged him down slightly.
The brown water bubbled.
"Onii-chan," InuYasha muttered.
"What?" Sesshoumaru turned around, his hands shifting round in the muddy banks, finding the burdocks.
"Something coming."
"What are you yapping. About," Sesshoumaru slowly trailed off, as a death white hand unfurled it self behind his little brother. With a snap, claws unsheathed, and gripped InuYasha round the throat. "InuYasha!" Sesshoumaru leapt forward, but more hands came up from the water, clinging to his robes. "Egh, let go of me!" He growled, striking out.
"Onii-chan, help me!" Cried InuYasha, as his head was dragged under. The water churred up, and bubbles popped under the surface.
"Tobu, you bas-wah!" Sesshoumaru started to curse at the laughing crow, before one of the hands slipped under his robes, and tickled him. Sesshoumaru started spluttering with laughter, water gushing into his mouth. What was going on? There was a small splash, and InuYasha appeared again. He was sitting on top of some of the strangest creatures Sesshoumaru had seen.
Slightly human like, they had large fins on the sides of their small, cherry pink faces. Their eyes were large and bug like, and they had huge ropy tendrils running along their spins. Water running down his white face, InuYasha had knobbly roots in his lap.
"You always think so badly of me," Tobu sighed, hopping over to them, perched on the ledge. "These Mer-youkai wanted to help out."
"Hn?" Sesshoumaru felt his stomach dropped, as the hands inside his robes, lifted him up, and he was then sitting on the shoulders of a pretty Mer-youkai. He wasn't to sure, but this one just might be female. From what he could see, her body was long and snake like, had no legs, and her hands were webbed, and fins were along her arms. She had a necklace of strung pebbles and cloves.
Slowly Sesshoumaru remembered his father talking about the Mer-youkai.
"If you are in danger, or looking for help, the Mer-youkai will always help you."
"But, the river is so shallow. How do they stay hidden?"
"The Mer-youkai merge with the river bottom. But the river is quite deep never the less."
"But father, you always told me the river was a dangerous place."
"It is. But Mer-youkai are some of the few kindly spirits in the waters. Other than that, I was just being an over protective father…."
In a lined procession, the Mer-youkai swam to the shore, and dropped the brothers off. With a gurgle, they sank back into the depth, becoming one with the bottom of the river. Tobu got their attention by puffing up and clearing his throat.
"What?" Sesshoumaru asked, taking the burdocks from InuYasha. Tobu fluffed up again.
"A 'sorry' might be nice. And a 'thank you'," The Death Crow hinted.
"You could have told us," Sesshoumaru said in irritation, but his face softened. "Well, thanks, I guess."
"Yeah. Tobu, Th-" InuYasha stopped at once. A spasm hit his head, and guts. Swaying to one side, he clutched his head. Then to everyone's surprise, InuYasha vomited over Tobu.
"On the high heavens, I am going to kill him!" Screeched Tobu, flapping his wings, spraying soap everywhere. Inutaisho chuckled, then held the crow back down.
"Keep your voice down. InuYasha isn't feeling very well," he murmured, dumping water over the fuming bird.
"Oh yes. He isn't going to be feeling well once he walks out of that room!" Tobu trilled. Inutaisho and Tobu were outside, the inu youkai giving the complaining bird a bath.
"My poor feathers!" He wailed, as Inutaisho poured more warm water over his head. "The stink is never going to go away!"
"You should show a little more respect," scolded Sesshoumaru, as he came out of the house. "We shouldn't even be giving you a bath."
"That miserable, son of a-"
"Tobu!" Inutaisho warned, and shoved the bar of soap in his beck. Tobu choked in indignation. "So, how is your brother?" He asked, turning his attention to Sesshoumaru, who was climbing on Sakura.
He settled in one of her branches. Looking faintly ticked about something, Sesshoumaru folded his arms. "Mother isn't telling me something," he said bitterly, not saying, 'InuYasha's mother'. The last thing he wanted was feeling the flames of Inutaisho. "He's vomited three more times in the passed five hours. And every time I asked, is he going to be all right? she would only answer: His body isn't yet used to the change," he scratched behind his head, leaning back in Sakura's twiggy embrace.
Inutaisho closed his eyes, letting Tobu fluff up, water going every where. "If InuYasha wants, he will tell you."
Sesshoumaru glanced out of the side of his eyes, pouting.
Finally, the day grew old, and the sky was deep black before InuYasha's mother came out of InuYasha' room. "He's asleep," was all she said to Sesshoumaru's questioning eyes. Sesshoumaru stayed in Sakura.
She collected her husband, with a friendly. "Hello, Tobu," and giving the huffing crow a pat on the head. Tobu nestled into Inutaisho neck and shoulder, still a little damp. He was going to stay the night. Letting their older son stay outside, they went into their bed room.
With a sigh that misted up the night, Sesshoumaru turned his gaze to the heavens. It was inky black, and Sesshoumaru couldn't find the moon. Lifting a hand, he traced some of the stars, finding shapes.
With a groan of stiffness, he rolled out of Sakura, and hit the dirt on all fours. Tossing his fur over his shoulder, he went back into the house. It was dark, and silent. Sure that his parents were asleep, Sesshoumaru quietly slid his and InuYasha's bedroom door open.
He didn't hear heavy breathing of a sleeper, he heard small sniffs. He didn't find InuYasha's bed occupied, but somebody was by the window.
His long black hair waterfalled down his back, and he wore red robes. It was a small human boy. Stiffening, Sesshoumaru snapped shut the sliding doors. Jumping, the boy looked round, his deep purple eyes frightened and confused. Great pearly tears rolled down his cheeks.
Taking a few careful steps into the room, Sesshoumaru tasted his scent.
He couldn't believe it.
"Inu…Yasha?" he asked.
"Nii-chan," InuYasha said, sounding utterly shattered, inside and out. More tears rushed freely as he fell into his brother's arms. "I'm. A. Freak!" He choked out, and pulled roughly on his bangs, feeling a few of his hairs pulling out by the roots.
Sesshoumaru hadn't found his voice yet, as his robes grew wet from InuYasha's tears. What had happened to his brother? Maybe. Maybe because he was a hanyou? Placing his hands on InuYasha' shoulders, he pushed him away to get a better look.
Gone were his white ears that he had pulled on so many times. Gone were his golden eyes that shone with light. Now his strange purple eyes looked terrified at what was happened to him.
Sinking to his knees, Sesshoumaru took InuYasha into a deeper hug. Mastering himself, he knew his InuYasha was still there, just, erm, different. He brushed away InuYasha's tears, and picked him up. He set him in his futon, and sat next to him.
"Why is this happening, Onii-chan?" He asked, sounding tired.
"Don't worry, it only happens once a month," Sesshoumaru said, not knowing how he knew this. But it was true. "Close your eyes. Once the dawn breaks, you will be alright," InuYasha started to sob quietly at his brother's odd kindness. Sesshoumaru made shushing noises, and slowly stroked InuYasha' head. A few tears trickled out of InuYasha, but he became quietly, and relaxed.
Sesshoumaru missed InuYasha's dog-ears that he would normally toy with, until the point InuYasha would yell at him.
With a shaky sigh, a few unwanted tears rolled down Sesshoumaru's cheeks.
It hurt being confused and frightened. It hurt even more to see his brother like that.
He kept watch over the night, his hand not moving from his brother's face. InuYasha was in deep slumber, and didn't see the first rays of dawn creep up his face, and bathing his body in the glow. A smile formed on Sesshoumaru's lips, as he twirled InuYasha's hair with his hands, feeling his dog ears twitch.
Finally, things were looking brighter.
The End
I always thought his first transformation would be treated as an illness on his body.
-Ixi
