After the soldiers were gone Izayoi sighed deeply and gazed at her daughter below her.
"Sango? "
"Yes mother?"
"Things are changing my son. Nothing will ever be the same after today." She then grabbed her confused daughter's hand, their dripping cloths, and headed west.
As the woven basket floated ashore the young boy grasped it in his hand. As he lifted the lid there lay a young infant with soft white hair and the tiniest of dog-ears on his head. As the young boy stared at the infant a large shadow passed over him and they were taken away; the young boy struggled and held the basket tight as the baby awoke and wailed into the daylight.
"AHHHHH!" Inuyasha sprung forward in his bed. He sat there drenched in his own sweat as his chest heaved up and down. He ran his hand through his long raven hair and slowly crept out of his bed as he tried to steady his racing heart. He walked throughout his room passing the many treasures as if they were nothing.
"That darn dream." He sighed as he laid his head in his hands. He turned his head to the side and observed the golden bracelet that had been around his wrist since as long as he could remember. The golden piece of metal wrapped around his entire wrist and some sort of language from the west was encrypted on the right side.
Inuyasha slowly stood up as he wrapped his kimono around his body. The every day clothing was very irritating and made him feel like a woman, but it was what his father said was 'suited' for a prince. He slowly strolled through the hallways as servants scurried around doing their morning chores. He saw that a group of maid stood outside his elder brothers door and he gave a wicked smirk.
"Ladies, is my brother still sleeping?" He said with a charming smile.
"Oh! My prince, do not worry! We will have him awake in…"
"Nonsense! Allow me, this will only take a moment." He gave a sickingly sweet smile as he walked into his brother's chambers.
As Inuyasha carefully maneuvered around the vast arrangement of weaponry in his elder brother's room he finally reached the canopy-covered bed. His brother lay there on his stomach, his bareback upward. (imagines Shesshomaru shirtless –DROOOOLS-) He smirked as he saw Shesshomaru's face turned to the side. He grabbed the bowl of ink and brush and began his masterpiece.
The servant scrubbed the floor, as his waterlogged hands grew weary with each movement. He finally came to the last corner in which he smiled at the thought of his work being done for the day.
"INUYASHA!"
The servant groaned as the master's two rowdy sons ran through the foyer; ruining his hard days work. The two young men ran like children as Inuyasha, the youngest son, slipped and slid on the freshly cleaned floor. Shesshomaru followed behind with a strange look on his face. No not a facial expression, but what appeared to be a mustache and a strange smile stretched from one side of the elder son's face to the other.
Inuyasha skidded to a stop. " Now big brother, you really are… over reacting." He held his hands up defending himself.
Shesshomaru's gave an angry growl. "Over…reacting! You drew on my FACE!"
Inuyasha smirked and calmly began walking out the room. "But you look so pretty….Shessy," He gave his brother one final wicked smirk before running down the hallway.
"INUYASHAAAA!" Shesshomaru raced behind his brother leaving our poor saddened servant to another day of hard work.
The two boys raced through the palace leaving scratches on the floors and knocking down priceless paintings, vases, and what not. "Now Shesshomaru aren't you being a little to hasty!?" hollered Inuyasha. He nearly slipped on the freshly cleaned floors as he skidded into the main hall where the regions finest sculptor worked on a life sized sculpture of their father.
Shesshomaru chuckled as he cracked his knuckles. "Inuyasha my dear little brother. I am going to enjoy this." Shesshomaru took slow steps toward his brother as Inuyasha cowered backwards toward the sculpture. As Inuyasha took a final step the poor soul bumped into the tool that held up the rather short sculptor causing the poor man to tumble backwards; knocking over the sculpture in the process.
It happened in slow motion; to our poor young men anyway. The sculpture tumbled down and as it came to the floor the still wet face stuck to the wooden surface. The boys stood shellshock; both of their cocky grins completely wiped from their faces. Once coming out of their stupor, they could now clearly hear as well as see the old man crying on the floor; repeating 'why me?!' over and over. With their heightened sense of hearing they also heard the loud roar of their father.
"BOYS!!!"
The two boys in question momentarily forgot about their previous argument and silently agreed with the other as they began running down the hall with their tails between their legs (hehe..see what I did there? XD Kara Hikaru: No -_- Me: A.D.D child! KH: ^_^ Proud of it!)(note: I was sabotaged in math class)
The boys sat there on their knees face towards the floras, their angry father stared them down from his thrown of terror. Lord Naraku had a look of pure deep anger across his face. In his hand he held the now destroyed head of his once grand sculpture; one side of the face was still wet so it was squished into a distorted shape. He glared down at his two sons and slowly stepped towards them.
He held out the copy of his face. "Boys, do you know what this is?" IT felt more like a statement than a question, so neither answered. He threw the head down to the floor where it shattered into the tiniest of pieces.
"This is the future of our lands!" He shouted brutally at his sons. He stormed his way back to his thrown and sat with a thud. He sighed "Shesshomaru," the elder son stood "
How can I expect you to rule in my place when you can't even control yourself and your younger brother?" Inuyasha cringed and stood. "Father!"
Both men looked at Inuyasha; one in shock and the other in anger. He looked at his elder brother; though a pain he was still his brother. "It's not Shesshomaru's fault. I was the one who did the wrong. He was merely…teaching me a lesson," He took a step forward, "You mustn't be so hard on him."
Lord Naraku stared at his two boys. "Shesshomaru, will you give me and your brother a moment alone?" Shesshomaru stood, bowed, and with a final look art Inuyasha he walked out the large doors.
Inuyasha stood stiff before his father. Naraku stood up and slowly made his way to where he was standing in front of the young man. He sighed and walked past him to the large window over looking his lands.
"Inuyasha, you won't have deal with society. You will not have to deal with any of the duties that come with being a Lord. Shesshomaru on the other hand, will. I have high expectations and I'm sorry…but neither you nor him can reach them at this point." He gestured to the door with his finger, and Inuyasha slowly made his way to the door.
With his hand on the handle he said, "You are not reaching our expectations either, Father." And left the room
Shesshomaru paced the floor back and forth. "The future of our lands he says! Control your younger brother he says!" He pounded his fist into the wall with an angry grunt.
"You worry to much." Came from above. Shesshomaru glared and looked up at his brother who appeared to be sewing something while sitting on the banister of the roof.
"No," he pointed at him, "I worry precisely the right amount! You worry to little!" He sighed and sunk to the floor as Inuyasha landed from above. Inuyasha walked over to the large bowl of water on a nearby table and passed the bag he had sewn through it.
"Shesshomaru, you have to realize this." He gestured him over with his head. Shesshomaru stood and walked over. " Things will be fine." He placed the bag in his hand. "The universe works in many ways. And it is very clearly in you favor. So don't worry," he pointed in the distance at two passing priests, "have a little fun." The two boys smirked, and Shesshomaru threw the bag; drenching the priests in the process.
The boys bellowed out with laughter and slowly walked away from the scene. Shesshomaru smiled (ERA: DROLLS) and patted his brother on the back. "Your right Inuyasha. I just need to kick back," he leaned against the wall, "and relax." Inuyasha smirked and began walking in the other direction.
"So, your not worried about the fact that we're late for Father's ceremony." He waited and then…
"INUYASHA!"