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Chapter Four: The Spirit of Christmas Yet to Come.

"So, I take it you must be the Spirit of Christmas yet to Come" said Sesshoumaru glaring at the little girl. Everything from the mirror, to the flowers in her hair was completely white, like all the other spirits she also had an odd glow to her.

The little girl nodded, and pointed to Rin lying in the snow.

"She doesn't breathe, huh." said Sesshoumaru bending down to look closer at her. Only a small trace of sadness and regret showed on Sesshoumaru's face.

The mirror that The Spirit of Christmas Yet to Come, held slightly glowed.

The scene slowly began to change, the cold ice turned into a dirty wood floor, and the wind stopped as walls began to spring up and a dingy roof appeared.

They were now in a very run down shop, but despite it being rundown it held very nice and expensive looking merchandise, that made Sesshoumaru believe it had been stolen.

The small chime of a ball singled that two people had entered the room.

They were odd looking men. One had spiked yellowish hair, which contrasted to his partners gray mopish hair. They both wore odd wolf fur and had sacks thrown over their shoulders. Their legs were bare as well as their stomach.

A man from another part of the shop, entered the room when he heard the bell's chime.

He was a bit taller then the other two. He wore the same outfit as they did but he had long black hair pulled back in a ponytail.

"Kouga" said the one with spiky hair addressing the one with long black hair. "We just came back form his death bed!"

"Yeah, and we sure have a lot of stuff too!" said the other.

"Well, show me what you got" replied Kouga trying to act bored.

The spiky haired one dumped his sack, and out came sheets and bed curtains with the rings still on them. They looked oddly familiar to Sesshoumaru.

"Those are worth I say" said Kouga thinking it over "About 5 gold pieces'

"Come on Kouga, I had to stand over his dead body to get them though"

whined The spiky hair.

"Shut up or I won't give you anything at all" snapped Kouga throwing him 5 gold coins.

"So what do you have?" asked Kouga to the other one.

"Something special" he said "As he pulled a long white fur form his sack.

"You idiot" said Kouga disgruntled, "I can't sell that, he was the only person to have anything like that! It would be obvious it was a stolen good!"

"My fluff" asked Sesshoumaru, "I don't understand this how were they able to steal my fluff?"

The room began to disappear. And a new and better kept room appeared and its place. They were in a tavern. However they were only in there long enough to hear the whole bar singing with great happiness,

"Joy to the world

That fart has died,

We now live in peace!"

They were in a different tavern, and Sesshoumaru saw an older Miroku and Kohoku, grabbing at women and drinking wildly.
"Who wants to bear my child?" asked Kohoku loudly without shame.

"That Miroku's perverted his own son" said Sesshoumaru disgusted. He turned to the spirit unable to watch it any longer "Take me away I can bare no longer to see this."

And then they were outside once more, in a graveyard. The wind had somewhat died down, but it was still very cold. The Spirit of Christmas Yet to Come pointed to a grave.

"That grave has nothing to do with me" said Sesshoumaru.

The Spirit was so president in pointing that Sesshoumaru, reluctantly looked over.

His name was sloppily misspelled on the grave stone.

"I Sesshoumaru died?" he said.

'How' thought Sesshoumaru, as he thought over all the visions he had just seen with the Spirit, 'Could anyone be happy and joyful that this marvelous and perfect presence had been taken form the world? Their shouldn't be happiness, their should be a great wailing, gnashing of teeth, and rending of clothes. How could it be possible that they could be happy to never see this, Sesshoumaru again?'

"This is impossible" said Sesshoumaru angrily, to the Spirit "These shadows can not be real!" The Spirit did not respond

"Their very real, Sesshoumaru" said Naraku his voice coming from somewhere over head..

"Naraku!" said Sesshoumaru. "Show yourself!"

"No thanks, I'll stay here where it's safe" said Naraku's voice.

"That's very like you Naraku"

"Who would have thought that you would show compassionate feelings for a mere human girl, an orphan on top of that!"

"Silence! I show no such compassion on humans" protested Sesshoumaru.

Naraku went on as if Sesshoumaru hadn't of spoken "Odd, you even showed more compassion for her then of your own death."

"Naraku, I am no fool!" said Sesshoumaru in denial "all of those shadows where fake!"

"Why do you say that Sesshoumaru?"

"Heh, as if anyone could be joyous over my death" explained Sesshoumaru.

"Do you honestly think that anyone likes you, Sesshoumaru?" asked Naraku "Because in case you didn't notice no one does"

"You're a fool Naraku, how could anyone hate, I Sesshoumaru? It's you no one likes. How could anyone dislike I, who am the closet being to perfection, I who am so generous as to allow everyone to behold this Sesshoumaru with their unworthy eyes, I who"

"Shut up" interrupted Naraku rudely "I don't have time to waste on hearing you brag about yourself"

"I do not brag about myself" said Sesshoumaru. Flexing his poison claws. "Show yourself so I can kill you, and end this"

"I don't think so, Sesshoumaru" said Naraku, as the graveyard began to disappear.

"Kukuku" was the last words Sesshoumaru heard before everything went black.