Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
It was snowing and I could see my breath in the grey light of day. I was walking in what seemed to be a courtyard and there was a man . . . no, not a man . . . a demon, walking beside me. He was tall, at least 6 feet. He wore armor that gleamed like the night and two swords hung from his narrow hips, held there by his obi, spun of silks of yellow, reds, and blues, it sparkled like jewels. Hair as white as the snow graced his head framing pools of molten gold that were his eyes. Upon his brow was a blue crescent moon and two magenta stripes adorned both sides of his strong jaw line. His lips were firm but so soft looking. And strong neck gracefully met his broad chest and shoulders.
He was speaking but I could not hear the words. The demon glanced at me when I did not respond to his words, a frown on his lips. His gaze was filled with concern. Then the world turned and he reached out for me. I could make out my name on his lips just as my vision went black.
I awoke my eyes wide and burning from the sudden amount of light that gaped in through the doorway. The sudden change in my surrounding left me confused and I did not know where I was. Looking around the demon was no where to be seen and I realized that neither was Ginta.
As I climbed from my mat on the floor a mournful howl ripped through the air. Then all was quite, the kind of hush that you hear when something terrible has happened. I slowly made my way to the door stopping to release the breath that I did not know I was holding. And with caution I stepped into the bright morning light. The light was bright and I had to blink several times to clear my vision of the glare the sun had cast. What greeted my sight was a horrifying massacre of my village. And not 3 feet in front of me layed my brother Ginta, or what was left of his torn body.
Bodies lay strewn about the ground bathing in their own blood. My tears ran freely down my cheeks. I could hear screaming off in the distance and thought that maybe someone had survived this bloody battle, but I soon realized that the screaming was coming from me. Falling to the ground I wept, the sobs racking my body with terrible tremors.
A/N: sorry this is so short and took to long to posted. But I suffer from writters block. ;D Enjoy!