Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha . . . nor do I own my house. All I own is the bed I sleep in and the thirty bucks I have. But writing stories for Inuyasha fanfic lovers, I'm absolutley content with.

I updated! Aren't you happy? I'm sorry I didn't update sooner! The problems in my house have been getting worse and I've been more . . . angry, upset, and frustrated. And I still feel that way, but it's modivating me to write stories now. When I'm happy, I want to write a certain genre and when I feel negative emotions, I want to write still, but with more . . . violence and stuff like that. It helps some-what with getting my frustrations outta my system. BUT KNOW THIS; I'm going to update as much as I can for all my stories! It's just school, home and other things have been hectic. Now I'm going to counseling every week (My mom's idea. I'm not happy with it though. Infact I'm pissed about it.)


Second Impressions Go Long Ways

The Demon and the Slayer's Fight Pt. II


"Damn it! What the hell is taking that bastard so long to bring Sango back! Arrrgh!" Inuyasha punched the thick tree as hard as he could, causing everyone around him to flinch at the flying wood chips shooting in all directions.

"Calm down Inuyasha! It isn't going to help just yelling and punching stuff!"

"Yes it will. It willl help me relieve all the stress that's building to the highest fucking peek in my body! We gotta find Naraku! And Sesshomaru is making it all worse! When I see him-"

"When you see him you'll tear his arm off. Yada yada yada-" Miroku's angry voice cut in, "Give it a rest Inuyasha. And Lady Kagome is right. Hitting random objects might be good for you, but it's not helping us feel any better. And it won't help us track down Naraku in the near future, either." He saw Kagome nod in the corner of his eye while he watched Inuyasha's expression become that of confusion, but then it quickly was replaced by one of anger.

"Shut the hell up Miroku!-" Inuyasha crossed his arms over his chest, "Keh! Like you know anything. You're the one that should be just as angry! So don't you tell me what to do you lech- ACK!" Once again, Kagome had to sit her half demon friend. He was so dense. She looked towards Miroku and saw that his eyes were covered by bangs and his hand that was holding the staff was shaking noticably. But she had to admit, he should be more angrier than Inuyasha. After all, he was the one in the group who supposedly loved Sango. He's the one that should be hitting that tree.

Shippou shook his head in sympathy for Inuyasha. Shippou was younger than Inuyasha, but he still had the smarts when it comes down to this.

'The densest person ever created.' Shippou decided and hopped on Miroku's shoulder. Miroku looked at him through his bangs sadly and Shippou, thinking it would help, patted the back of the sad monk's head softly.He saw that Miroku smiled, but the smile didn't seem to reach his eyes and it seemed forced.

Kagome looked at Inuyasha, who had just got up from his all to fimiliar position on the ground and sighed. "C'mon. Lets get settled here. It's sunset, so we're going to rest."


Sango blocked another punch that come from the demon she was fighting and kept dodging. Damn! If she could just use her dagger! But she would cheat. And only the holiest of beings know how much that would go against everything she stood for. Besides, she was . . . enjoying herself somewhat. It's just that she hasn't been in this good of a fight for who knows how long.

Sesshomaru was punching, but not his hardest. He thought that if he did, he would knock her head off (A little . . . to much pride I put into his head, huh?). But the punches were still hard. While throwing punches left and right, he kept glancing at her face. It shone with prespiration, she had a focused expression, but her eyes. . . they held . . . excitement? What was she excited about? And why was she not fighting back? She must be up to something . . . but what? Seeing that she wasn't fighting back, he pulled away and landed a few feet back while he saw her standing there, heavingslightly.

"Why do you not fight back slayer?" He asked suspiciously, even though his face remained an icy picture. The stoic lord watched her as her face turned into a smirk.

"Why? . . . I don't know. Maybe I should ask myself that question . . ." He raised an eyebrow in a shocked/questioning manner and she laughed at his action.

"You . . . ask yourself questions?"

"Yes I do. Have you not heard of that? I'm sure you ask yourself questions too." Sango replied.

Sesshomaru looked at her in a bored manner. "You are stalling slayer."

"I am?" Sesshomary didn't give her the answer she wanted, but just stayed quiet and still. Sango saw this and ran towards him with her fist pulled back and her head held high. She brought her fist forward once he was in range, and swung at his face. And what happened shocked her out of her wits. She hit the skilled lord right on the cheek! But he didn't move. Well except his head turning to the side and his eyes looking at her face from the corner of his eye.

"Why didn't you move?" she asked incrediously, her hand still connected to his marked cheek. It was a few seconds when Sesshomaru grabbed her wrist connected to the hand on his face and the other one, and, with force, turned her around, but held her wrists behind her back and twisted them slightly, earning a sharp intake of breath from his victim.

"I did not move . . . because I predicted this."

"You predicted?"

for the first time in a long time, Sesshomaru chuckled. "Yes slayer. For a good fighter, you sure are predicatble . . . am I not correct?"

"You aren't correct!" She shouted, hurting his sensitive ears a little. "I'll have you know I was the best demon slayer in my village!"She kicked her foot up and kicked him . . . not where she wanted though. He grunted in pain and let her free. She ran to the other side of the arena, and laughed, but at the same time, blushed from embaressment of exactly where she kicked her opponent. But the expression was still priceless! He was bent down slightly, his eyes clutched shut, jaw set tight, and was breathing harshly. His eyebrows were knit in anger and his hands were clutched at his sides. "Now do you think I'm predicatble Sesshomaru?"

"T-that was cheap sl-slayer!" 'Damn. this Sesshomaru does not stutter like that.' When he opened his eyes, he was about to go towards her, but he heard a faint scream coming from inside his castle, and immediatly jumped over the walls towards it. It was Rin's voice. Her scream. She was introuble. He could smell her fear.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Sango shouted. Not giving herself time to rest, she followed Sesshomaru. She climbed up the wall using the vines attached to it and jumped down on the other side. She caught a glimpse of his retreating figure and ran as fast as she could to catch up to him. Now that was not allowed he fled from the fight. That's an immediate withdrawl. Meaning that she won the fight. No doubt. But she wanted to see what was up. She hoped it wasn't that serious.

But, knowing Sesshomaru, it was important to him. He wouldn't run off like that unless it was neccesary.


Short. I know, but I promise I'll update soon. Besides, I gotta do my homework now,

Did you figure out where Sango kicked Sesshomaru? . . . If you did, keep it to yourselves 'cuz I don't wanna explain it.

Anyways, Reaview please!