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Second Impressions Go a Long Way
Chapter 4: Do You Know Who You're Dealing With?
"I hope Sango's o.k. . . ." Kagome wondered out loud. Inuyasha heard, jumped up in one of the big trees and laid down on one big branch.
"She is. If she didn't know how to take care of herself, you think I would of gone after my pig-headed brother?"
Kagome looked thoughtful for a moment, then slowly nodded, even if she wasn't satisfied with Inuyasha's answer. "I know but still . . ."
"Look. She is o.k. Trust me Kagome." Inuyasha closed his eyes in order to go to sleep. It's been since morning when Sesshomaru took Sango from their traveling pack. Everyone was worried of course. Miroku wasn't in a good position either. Well to Miroku, which was himself, he wasn't. He wanted Sango back because he is the closest to her in this group and the other way around.
"I always do, Inuyasha." Kagome turned to the monk. He was sad. Kagome sensed it in his aura.
But he didn't look that way when he was in the village. He might have been putting on a mask, but he was going around and flirting with every pretty girl his perverted eyes laid on. Now that was confusing the hell out of the whole group. And when they left the village to turn in for the night since they didn't have money to stay at the inn, there were no houses to exercise, and Miroku didn't feel like doing a fake exercism like he always does in situations like this, they camped out for the night in a nearby forest and Miroku turned into a sulking monk once again.
"Miroku, maybe we should turn in for the rest of the night. Inuyasha is so c'mon." Miroku nodded, got up, and went to his spot on the ground close to the fire without a word spoken to the rest of the group.
Shippou, who was watching, and jumped on Kagome's shoulder, his cute face filled with confusion. "Is Miroku gonna be o.k., Kagome?"
She turned to the little kitsune. "I really hope so Shippou I really do . . ."
For his sake. . . and our own.
Sesshomaru gracefully landed in front of his castle and looked down at the sleeping bundle in his arms. Right after Sesshomaru mentioned he could see his castle, which was still very far away from them then, she fell asleep like she was knocked out by something. Sango must have been really tired . . . or maybe she got too dizzy at the amazing speed he was flying at.
He would have to wait for the fight. They could have it tomorrow, but he isn't that patient when he has to wait for a decent fight. But seeing that his soon to be opponent, who is right now his captive, is obviously tired at the moment, he was willing to put the reason he brought her to his castle on hold for now.
He jumped up to the balcony that was on the second floor, which was pretty high up and he brought her to his bed. It's not like he sleeps in it anyway. He sleeps outside on one of the trees, much like what Inuyasha does. Plus he hardly needs any sleep since he is full dog demon. He just has this for times when he is seriously wounded. The only time that happened was when Inuyasha used the wind scar for the first time when they were fighting and Sesshomaru got hit with the deadly attack. But he didn't come back to his castle. That was how he met Rin.
Sesshomaru put her on the bed not to gently, but enough for the slayer to stay asleep. He looked at her for a few seconds and saw her shiver from the breeze coming from outside. He put a blanket over her shivering form. Now there must be something wrong with him. He should not even LOOK at her with this much respect, let alone treat her like she was actually important to him.
No . . . he couldn't start caring for this human. He realized he was becoming slightly attached to her now and he didn't like it.
He should just kill her.
Deciding on that, he lifted his clawed hand up in front of his face and flexed the lethal weapons. He glanced at the sleeping form on his bed and put his hand in aposition that could kill her with one flick of his wrist. The lordput his fingers so that they lightly touched her neck. He stilled when she stirred just slightly.He was about to decapitate her head from the rest of her when he felt a slight feeling in his stomach.
He couldn't.
He couldn't bring himself to do it.
Why . . .?
Why did he hesitate to do something he was willing to do and stop so suddenly?
'It would be like killing Rin . . .'
He stilled. Everything was silent around him. Those words echoing in his mind.
Killing Rin . . .
Even if Rin was a child, a human no less, he cared for her. The lord never showed it though. If he killed her with his own youkai hands, he wouldn't live with it. Sure he could bring her back, but what would she do? He would be betraying her. The poor girl already lost everything in her life. She lost her family, her home, and she was beated in her village like she was a slave to those rude people. She was even mute when he met the now joyful Rin. But seeing the horrible things she saw at her young age, it was understandable to be like that.
Sesshomaru glanced down at Sango's face, only to realize that he still had his claws at her neck, and she was looking straight at him with stone cold eyes. She was now wide awake.
" . . . Are you going to do it or what?" She asked with the coldest voice he has ever heard. Not even his own voice was like that. Her's was cold, emotionless, bitter, and he could hear the smallest amount of hope in her voice. Her face held the same emotions.
What is she hoping for?
For him to stop?
He looked over her face, examining her profile.
No . . . she wanted this. He some how knew it.
Did she see things that made her feel the way she feels now? Why does she want to die?
She was in a world of darkness. But it wasn't a bad darkness. It was peaceful. And something was calling her out of this peace. She didn't know what it was, but she wanted out.
Sango opened her drowsy eyes. At first everything was a big blur in her vision, then she felt something sharp jab lightly at her throat. She was wide awake now. Barely taking in her surroundings, she saw an arm. Her cinnamon eyes went up to the head and she was shocked. This was a surprise!
Sesshomaru had his sharp claws at her neck, she was lying in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room, and The only other occupent of the room was seemingly staring into space.
She felt nervous, on high alert, and for some reason she felt betrayed.
There is that word again. Betrayed.
Isn't it so hard to figure out how one word can easily effect the heart and mind in such an agonizing way?
She knew betrayel all to well, experienced it both ways. She was decieved by Naraku two times. And the bastard had the nerve to use her brother to get Inuyasha's Tetsusaiga into his filthy hands! She had a choice. It was either her dear brother, or her friends. She didn't know what to do at the time. She was confused. But it didn't matter. In the end, Naraku decieved her once again and she ended up right where she started. Badly wounded, no brother by her side, Inuyasha had his faithful sword back. She betrayed the whole group. She felt that she also betrayed Kohaku, and herself.
And yet they still accepted her. She would be eternally grateful to them for being by her side.
But it wasn't enough for her to be happy.
The people that she called her family were slaughtered before her very eyes. And Kohaku is in Naraku's clutches. She was alone.
Sango oftened wondered and asked herself what she had done to deserve all this. The answer never came. She didn't deserve it. She was a good person and she didn't do anything. She came back to the present and stared into Sesshomaru's face with the coldest expression she could muster at the moment.
He betrayed her. She felt it. She would of forgive him for the whole kidnapping thing but this was more important.
Sango looked into Sesshomaru's eyes. Trying to see any emotion run through them.
They say your eyes are the windows to your very soul. If that's true . . . then why is his always emotionless? Sure she probably saw the slightest emotion in there before. But it was respect. That was when they fought the night before all this. But this time, she saw emotions in his eyes, but couldn't make it out. Suddenly, his eyes became hard once again.
He glanced down and he figured out she was awake. He looked surprised for a split second, but it could have been her imagination. There was a few moments of silence.
Sango used her most coldest voice ever, even scaring the hell out of herself.
" . . . Are you going to do it or what?"
He looked at her for what seemed like hours, but it was only a few seconds. He slowly took his hand away from her neck. Sango's expression remained the same.
"I will not stain my hands with the filthy blood of a human." He turned to walk away.
"Why are you stopping now? You did it before. You have to think of a better excuse to get it past me." This halted him where he stood a few feet away from the bed. There was a deadly calm silence that filled the room.
Sesshomaru ignored the comment. "Get some sleep slayer. Tomorrow we will fight." He walked out of the room. Sango turned on her side and let out a long sigh. He almost did it.
"You can count on me winning . . . demon." She said determined before she fell asleep.
Sesshomaru walked down the hall from the room he came out of. The nerve of the slayer.
Tomorrow he would win. He'll do anything to make her realize just who she is dealing with.
'Tomorrow Sango . . .tomorrow I will make you know just who exactly is the stronger being between the two of us.'
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