Double for you. See you this weekend.
And thanks for hanging with me.
~Yasha's Sis
Circumstance
Book 2: Land of Grass
Chapter 10:
Farewell
Oromori took InuYasha as far as the border between Iron and Waterfall.
"It would be safer if you continued through Fire Country."
Safer not faster. InuYasha wasn't one to waste time and he was fairly certain Red would take the straight path to her destination. InuYasha bit back a snarky retort, barely. "Yeah, yeah. I know. But the longer I draw this out the worst it's gonna be."
Apologies to women were like that.
Oromori smiled, fond and amused. "Wise words for one so young."
InuYasha sniffed at him and scuffed the ground. He was barefoot, again, much to the disgruntlement of the men surrounding him. They had no idea how he survived the snows without losing a toe. InuYasha merely sneered and said he was made of tougher stuff.
(The truth was he didn't realize he was doing it until they pointed it out. Though he no longer had claws for nails, shoes still made him uncomfortable. Besides, his weird not Youki did well in keeping his feet warm and his hands if he thought about it. It wasn't much different than calling youki forward to make his blades of blood.)
A hand on his shoulder drew him from his thoughts. InuYasha stiffened only to relax once he noticed the owner. "Are you sure you wish to go alone?"
The question, honestly, spoke a lot about how much Oromori came to value InuYasha.
"I figured by now you'd have your fill of me. Wouldn't take you for a sadist." The tall man's eye twitched. It was the closest he'd ever come to rolling them but InuYasha took it as a victory. It only took a moment before his voiced his sole request. "Take care of the kid, will you?"
Oromori nodded, not needing to wonder which child he spoke of. Etsuko was the only one of an age back in Sanro. The Samurai squeezed his shoulder briefly in farewell before letting his arm drop and stepping away.
Honey brown eyes glanced back, hesitant. He wasn't good with goodbyes, hated them, but he felt he could try a little for the man who managed to show him a bit of perspective without rubbing it in his face. Second time's the charm. "Thanks, Oromori. For a stuck up prick, you ain't half bad."
Somehow the Samurai's smile widened. "You will be missed, InuYasha-sama."
And, for once, InuYasha didn't doubt it.
Next chapter: Sightseeing
Thoughts? Comments? Concerns?
~Yasha's Sis