Author's Note: I'm going to try to update every Sunday, but it might take a little longer, in some situations. WARNING! Some OCC in this chapter…it's hard to keep the characters in…well, character…
Summary: Six totally different teenagers share one common bond. They all keep remembering memories and instincts that don't belong to them. In an attempt to solve this mystery, trust is found, love blooms, and a whole lot of confusion, with a few misunderstandings, forms.
Pairings: Inuyasha Kagome; Sango Miroku; Kagura Sesshoumaru
NOT FOR KIKYO FANS
DISCLAIMER: Don't own it. There.
Chapter Six: Shut Up, Jaken
That annoying toad was at it, again. Chattering nonstop for hours. He was pretty sure his hand was twitching from the effort of not killing that idiotic thing. Oh, how he wanted to do that right now…hear the thing's terrified squawks and feel the life draining out of it…
"SESSHOUMARU!"
The said person flinched at the loud noise, but mumbled an answer to the call. "Sorry, I-I wasn't paying attention, Dad."
"Sesshoumaru, I don't know what to do with you," his father sighed, running a tired hand through his graying hair, "You never pay attention in class, to other people, or to your own parents. How are you going to take over my company if you never learn?"
Sesshoumaru hung his head. They had this conversation a thousand times before.
'Although, none of the ones before had any dream about a toad…' he frowned, remembering the dream all too clearly.
"Sesshoumaru, you're doing it again."
'Oh, right…'
Once again, his father sighed. "Just make sure that you're not late for the party. Again." Sesshoumaru nodded.
He hated them. All the finery and the noise. How he hated it.
'I should be used to this. After all, this is the…78th, I think that I've been to…' Sesshoumaru glanced over at his younger brother. Half brother, to be exact. The look on his face wasone of pure torture.
'Well, at least I'm not the only one that's miserable around here…' with a sigh, he went outside. Several people glanced at him as he passed.
'Finally, some fresh air…' he breathed in the scent of the forest from the balcony. A playful wind entangled itself in his rather short, ebony black hair. For some reason, he glanced up, expecting to see something…white.
'White? Maybe a cloud or something,' he reasoned. Peace descended.
Vaguely, he could see his brother coming up next to him. 'As long as he's quiet, I don't care…'
Cutting through the rare silence, a deep croaking was heard from a random bullfrog.
Without pausing to think, Sesshoumaru said, "Shut up, Jaken."
The croaking abruptly stopped.
Author's Note: This chapter wasn't anything like I expected it to be…still, I'll very much appreciate some reviews! Please read and review!
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