Oh my, I almost forgot I had this story simmering on the back burner. Oh
well, here's an updated chapter for you very nice and patient and
appreciative and...what am I saying? You all probably forgot all about me!
Meh, I'll just be quiet and write this chapter. Maybe I'll garner just a
little interest.
And thanks for those who have reviewed that last chapter. Encouragement coming my way is rarer than I would like, and anything is appreciated. Flames fed to the mutated bunnies, and perhaps the male virago.
Kagome Hurt: Chapter 8
It has been a full day since the Taiyoukai had last set eyes upon his newest acquisition.
Sesshoumaru was tracking down his wayward ward in the 'informal' gardens for this day's evening meal at the moment, and he spent the time while traversing through endless halls rethinking his goals.
All right, Lord of the Western Lands, what have you accomplished so far? Let's see. So far, I'm one arm short, have saved and mentor a ningen that was once kind to me, have two swords that either heal or destroy, and have kidnapped my half-brother's woman.
The demon lord shakes his head at his thoughts before correcting a few flaws in his thinking.
Let me put this in another light...I have my father's title; InuYasha does not. I have my father's lands; InuYasha does not. I do not have father's fang; InuYasha does. I have InuYasha's wench; InuYasha does not... There is something decidedly wrong with that statement.
In the past, that mongrel has slain anything and everything that got between him and that girl. That means he likes her?
Silky white hair shivers violently when the head it adorns shakes in the negative manner.
No. All it concludes is that the mutt is possessive of her. She did not carry the mark of an Inu demon's mate, nor did she smell of him in the carnal sense. From previous revelations, I must think that she is nothing but a toy to him, or a possession. That sounds about right, and fits in with his actions. But why would he want a weak female, let alone a HUMAN female near him?
Sesshoumaru exited a shogi door into the informal gardens and was caught up by the sight before him.
Sitting composed upon a rock in the midst of a field of wildflowers was a vision in fighting silks. Long streamers of black hair flowed down the etherial being's shoulders to tease the wind, and an innocent sprite flitted about the meadow plucking flower after flower to add to the collection that the sprite and the lady had collected.
With his breath caught in his chest, Sesshoumaru could only gaze at the pair before he was shook out of his reverie. The giant mound of plucked foliage shivered from beside the boulder the female in silks perched upon. From the depths of flowery scented vegetation, a face whose skin actually matched the greenery adorning it came to light with a squawk.
Jakin, his worthless servant, tumbled out of his captor's green embrace and took it upon himself to scold the sprite he now recognized as his ward, Rin.
The child just grinned angelically during the toad's tirade and turned to talk with Kagome. The human child thus did not see the toad's face go almost flesh-toned with rage at her impertinence and raise his staff of heads to thrash her.
Sesshoumaru was halfway across the wide meadow in order to halt these proceedings when the lady, the mutt's wench, he now saw, made his efforts meaningless.
Kagome had, in one eerily smooth motion for a human, interposed her own body between that of the child and the down-swinging staff.
While normally this would have earned a bruise on whatever part it landed on, the human also took the further precaution of warding off the incoming strike with a wooden practice sword.
Wooden staff met wooden sword with a CLACK, and the pitiful demon retainer looked up the length of the disgusting human in order to berate her for interfering. When the toad's bug eyes reached the human woman's face, he gulped.
Almost electric burning blue eyes bored into the smaller youkai from behind the wooden sword. Unblinking and unwavering, the female's stare was beginning to unnerve Jakin, as it reminded him of Sesshoumaru-sama's gaze. Utterly without mercy when one has crossed him.
The toad could only assume that the hu-no, female, for nothing this scary could be thought of as one of those worthless humans, thought that he had crossed her when he attempted to beat some manners into the child.
Completely ignored from where he stood, Sesshoumaru could only see Jakin's face, since the wench's actions brought her back to his view. His ears, however, caught what was said.
Kagome slowly, methodically, and with great precision moved her wooden sword aside in a manner that forced Jakin to disarm himself or face a twisted joint. She leaned her face closer despite his vile breath and whispered her threat.
"If you ever harm Rin again, I will use a dull knife to cut off your arms, take those arms and beat you with them until your torso turns all the colors of the bruised rainbow. I will cleave your sternum so that your ribs pop out and use one of them to gouge out your eyes. Sandpaper will be vigorously applied to your nostrils, then moved to your tongue and ears. When all is raw and bleeding, your tongue will be removed, sliced in half, and each piece will be stuffed into your empty eye sockets. The meat of your legs will be sliced into bite sized pieces while still attached, then pulled from the bone without aid of a knife and forcibly fed to you. My powers will keep you alive during this, so that you may feel every ounce of pain inflicted. Then, when you think that it is finally over, that there is nothing else I can do and that you will eventually find peace in death, I will do anything in my power to get Sesshoumaru to use his Tensaiga and bring you back again and again until you break under the pain. I promise you this."
Sesshoumaru blinked, stared, and blinked again. He rubbed an ear absently to see if what he heard what really what she said. It was a pretty good threat, almost up to par with some of his own. And what did 'everything in my power' actually entail?
For a brief, momentary nanosecond, Sesshoumaru, the Great Taiyoukai Lord of the West, indulged in some ecchi thoughts before shunting them aside with the rest of his emotions.
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InuYasha paced.
He was good at pacing. Back and forth, to and fro. Never mind those three pairs of eyes watched his progress with a hint of exasperation.
Sango looked at Miroku, Miroku looked to Shippo, and Shippo sighed. Again, elected the spokesperson of the group when it came to InuYasha. Nevermind that the dog-turd always ended up hitting him on the head. Everybody but Shippo and InuYasha knew that InuYasha would not permanently harm someone who was as dear to Kagome as her pup.
The kitsune pup fell into step just behind InuYasha and followed him through several more passes before he was noticed.
The big scary idiot picked him up by the tail and bellowed into his face.
"WHADDYA DOIN"!!!"
Shippo blinked back some moisture into his eyes after they were dried out in the breeze. He then reached up to cling to the arm holding his tail, opened his mouth, and bit down hard with those cute baby inscisors that he always flashed to Kagome.
This elicited an unmanly shriek from the hanyou, but in the end, the pup was dropped, if only for the two to glare daggers at each other.
InuYasha's growl was deep and scary, but Shippo's was a surprise. With hints of what he would grow into, the pup's high pitched rumblings only provoked a guffaw from the silver haired meanie.
Shippo took this opportunity to wail his displeasure to the world.
"I want my mommy!!!"
The hanyou choked off his laughter to stare incongruously at the pain in the neck kitsune.
"Shippo, you're mother's dead."
The next thing Shippo knew, a sharp CRACK resounded throughout the village, and InuYasha did his impression of a falling tree, courtesy of a judiciously applied boomerang to the back of the head. When the hanyou fell, he revealed a Sango with an angry tear in her eye. The youkai exterminator spat in his general direction before gathering a crying Shippo into her arms and sitting down by the perverted monk.
"Shippo, honey, don't take what InuYasha said to heart. He didn't mean Kagome."
The pup sniffed from his place in her lap. "But it could be! She could be dead right now, and we not know it. I haven't seen Kagome in so long. Something could have happened to her."
"There there, Shippo," Miroku soothed, "we'll find her. As soon as InuYasha is aware that birds and stars do not exclusively circle his head we will prod him into a 'shard hunt', and we will search for Kagome-sama."
Shippo sniffles again before gaining hope. His mommy just had to be alive and well. She just had to. As his thoughts turned to those who might mean her harm, a tiny growl vibrated from his throat. Anyone who hurt his mom would pay.
Miroku paused with his hand half-way to the target when InuYasha gave a giant sneeze. This allowed Sango to belt him one on the cheek.
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At that same time in the garden, Jakin had wandered off to a shadowy corner to have a nervous breakdown, Kagome was hugging Rin, and Sesshoumaru announced his presence to the world in general with a sneeze of his own.
Perhaps I ought not to use this new bath scent given to me. This Sesshoumaru believes that he is ill disposed toward it.
And thanks for those who have reviewed that last chapter. Encouragement coming my way is rarer than I would like, and anything is appreciated. Flames fed to the mutated bunnies, and perhaps the male virago.
Kagome Hurt: Chapter 8
It has been a full day since the Taiyoukai had last set eyes upon his newest acquisition.
Sesshoumaru was tracking down his wayward ward in the 'informal' gardens for this day's evening meal at the moment, and he spent the time while traversing through endless halls rethinking his goals.
All right, Lord of the Western Lands, what have you accomplished so far? Let's see. So far, I'm one arm short, have saved and mentor a ningen that was once kind to me, have two swords that either heal or destroy, and have kidnapped my half-brother's woman.
The demon lord shakes his head at his thoughts before correcting a few flaws in his thinking.
Let me put this in another light...I have my father's title; InuYasha does not. I have my father's lands; InuYasha does not. I do not have father's fang; InuYasha does. I have InuYasha's wench; InuYasha does not... There is something decidedly wrong with that statement.
In the past, that mongrel has slain anything and everything that got between him and that girl. That means he likes her?
Silky white hair shivers violently when the head it adorns shakes in the negative manner.
No. All it concludes is that the mutt is possessive of her. She did not carry the mark of an Inu demon's mate, nor did she smell of him in the carnal sense. From previous revelations, I must think that she is nothing but a toy to him, or a possession. That sounds about right, and fits in with his actions. But why would he want a weak female, let alone a HUMAN female near him?
Sesshoumaru exited a shogi door into the informal gardens and was caught up by the sight before him.
Sitting composed upon a rock in the midst of a field of wildflowers was a vision in fighting silks. Long streamers of black hair flowed down the etherial being's shoulders to tease the wind, and an innocent sprite flitted about the meadow plucking flower after flower to add to the collection that the sprite and the lady had collected.
With his breath caught in his chest, Sesshoumaru could only gaze at the pair before he was shook out of his reverie. The giant mound of plucked foliage shivered from beside the boulder the female in silks perched upon. From the depths of flowery scented vegetation, a face whose skin actually matched the greenery adorning it came to light with a squawk.
Jakin, his worthless servant, tumbled out of his captor's green embrace and took it upon himself to scold the sprite he now recognized as his ward, Rin.
The child just grinned angelically during the toad's tirade and turned to talk with Kagome. The human child thus did not see the toad's face go almost flesh-toned with rage at her impertinence and raise his staff of heads to thrash her.
Sesshoumaru was halfway across the wide meadow in order to halt these proceedings when the lady, the mutt's wench, he now saw, made his efforts meaningless.
Kagome had, in one eerily smooth motion for a human, interposed her own body between that of the child and the down-swinging staff.
While normally this would have earned a bruise on whatever part it landed on, the human also took the further precaution of warding off the incoming strike with a wooden practice sword.
Wooden staff met wooden sword with a CLACK, and the pitiful demon retainer looked up the length of the disgusting human in order to berate her for interfering. When the toad's bug eyes reached the human woman's face, he gulped.
Almost electric burning blue eyes bored into the smaller youkai from behind the wooden sword. Unblinking and unwavering, the female's stare was beginning to unnerve Jakin, as it reminded him of Sesshoumaru-sama's gaze. Utterly without mercy when one has crossed him.
The toad could only assume that the hu-no, female, for nothing this scary could be thought of as one of those worthless humans, thought that he had crossed her when he attempted to beat some manners into the child.
Completely ignored from where he stood, Sesshoumaru could only see Jakin's face, since the wench's actions brought her back to his view. His ears, however, caught what was said.
Kagome slowly, methodically, and with great precision moved her wooden sword aside in a manner that forced Jakin to disarm himself or face a twisted joint. She leaned her face closer despite his vile breath and whispered her threat.
"If you ever harm Rin again, I will use a dull knife to cut off your arms, take those arms and beat you with them until your torso turns all the colors of the bruised rainbow. I will cleave your sternum so that your ribs pop out and use one of them to gouge out your eyes. Sandpaper will be vigorously applied to your nostrils, then moved to your tongue and ears. When all is raw and bleeding, your tongue will be removed, sliced in half, and each piece will be stuffed into your empty eye sockets. The meat of your legs will be sliced into bite sized pieces while still attached, then pulled from the bone without aid of a knife and forcibly fed to you. My powers will keep you alive during this, so that you may feel every ounce of pain inflicted. Then, when you think that it is finally over, that there is nothing else I can do and that you will eventually find peace in death, I will do anything in my power to get Sesshoumaru to use his Tensaiga and bring you back again and again until you break under the pain. I promise you this."
Sesshoumaru blinked, stared, and blinked again. He rubbed an ear absently to see if what he heard what really what she said. It was a pretty good threat, almost up to par with some of his own. And what did 'everything in my power' actually entail?
For a brief, momentary nanosecond, Sesshoumaru, the Great Taiyoukai Lord of the West, indulged in some ecchi thoughts before shunting them aside with the rest of his emotions.
~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-
InuYasha paced.
He was good at pacing. Back and forth, to and fro. Never mind those three pairs of eyes watched his progress with a hint of exasperation.
Sango looked at Miroku, Miroku looked to Shippo, and Shippo sighed. Again, elected the spokesperson of the group when it came to InuYasha. Nevermind that the dog-turd always ended up hitting him on the head. Everybody but Shippo and InuYasha knew that InuYasha would not permanently harm someone who was as dear to Kagome as her pup.
The kitsune pup fell into step just behind InuYasha and followed him through several more passes before he was noticed.
The big scary idiot picked him up by the tail and bellowed into his face.
"WHADDYA DOIN"!!!"
Shippo blinked back some moisture into his eyes after they were dried out in the breeze. He then reached up to cling to the arm holding his tail, opened his mouth, and bit down hard with those cute baby inscisors that he always flashed to Kagome.
This elicited an unmanly shriek from the hanyou, but in the end, the pup was dropped, if only for the two to glare daggers at each other.
InuYasha's growl was deep and scary, but Shippo's was a surprise. With hints of what he would grow into, the pup's high pitched rumblings only provoked a guffaw from the silver haired meanie.
Shippo took this opportunity to wail his displeasure to the world.
"I want my mommy!!!"
The hanyou choked off his laughter to stare incongruously at the pain in the neck kitsune.
"Shippo, you're mother's dead."
The next thing Shippo knew, a sharp CRACK resounded throughout the village, and InuYasha did his impression of a falling tree, courtesy of a judiciously applied boomerang to the back of the head. When the hanyou fell, he revealed a Sango with an angry tear in her eye. The youkai exterminator spat in his general direction before gathering a crying Shippo into her arms and sitting down by the perverted monk.
"Shippo, honey, don't take what InuYasha said to heart. He didn't mean Kagome."
The pup sniffed from his place in her lap. "But it could be! She could be dead right now, and we not know it. I haven't seen Kagome in so long. Something could have happened to her."
"There there, Shippo," Miroku soothed, "we'll find her. As soon as InuYasha is aware that birds and stars do not exclusively circle his head we will prod him into a 'shard hunt', and we will search for Kagome-sama."
Shippo sniffles again before gaining hope. His mommy just had to be alive and well. She just had to. As his thoughts turned to those who might mean her harm, a tiny growl vibrated from his throat. Anyone who hurt his mom would pay.
Miroku paused with his hand half-way to the target when InuYasha gave a giant sneeze. This allowed Sango to belt him one on the cheek.
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At that same time in the garden, Jakin had wandered off to a shadowy corner to have a nervous breakdown, Kagome was hugging Rin, and Sesshoumaru announced his presence to the world in general with a sneeze of his own.
Perhaps I ought not to use this new bath scent given to me. This Sesshoumaru believes that he is ill disposed toward it.