Vampire's Eternal Love
Chapter Nine
I do not own Inuyasha
(L in this chapter)
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Sitting up and stretching, he stood up and let the sheet drop to the floor. Walking over to the door, he yawned and pushed open the door. Walking down the hallway, he nodded to his brother and looked around. Rin was there, so was Kagura and the two children of Rin and Kagura, but something didn't seem right.
Shrugging it off, he headed towards the kitchen and walked into the back room. Opening his mouth to shout at the human to leave Sango alone, he stopped and looked around. The back room was completely empty. Well, except for the shelves of food and the large fridge that held all the blood in it.
He opened it and looked at all the red baggies. They were marked as tomato juice instead of blood in case anybody broke in here. Yeah right, robbers would get in here the day he could walked in the sun light and not burn into a crisp. His chanced were like, zero to a million. Heh heh heh, at least if he got depressed enough, or pissed, he could always cook him self to a crisp under that damn sun. Crispy critter anyone? Any takers?
He walked up to the sink and furrowed his brows, there was usually soapy water at this time but the sink was completely dry. He walked out of the room, pushing the door aside and it swung back into place.
Walking back into the main room, he headed towards his brother.
"Where's the human and Sango?" Sesshomaru shrugged simply.
"Wow, I'm surprised that you have any concern for them two. As far as I could tell you loathed them." he said and sighed. "I don't know where they are, there's no telling. With Sango being a half-blooded vampire and human she can walk in the sunlight and not get killed by it. And if she stayed in the sun's light, she'll get a nasty sun burn though." Inuyasha sighed and walked away, unconcerned at what was happening to the other two.
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"What did you do to her!?" Miroku shouted at the rouge vamp in front of him. Naraku smirked and walked behind him and picked up a lock of her hair and sniffed it.
"Ahh, did you know that half-breeds have a... certain scent about them." he dropped the lock of hair and walked back in front of Miroku. "Now, since I have the human here, Sango, you may go back to the mansion. Next time, bring me my so called mate." Sango nodded and let go of Miroku and backed away and headed outside.
Miroku stummbled and caught his footing and backed away from Naraku. He glared daggers at him and had his gun drawn and pointing at his chest.
"That's no way to treat an old comrade is it?" Naraku asked, and chuckled. He stepped up to the human and his hand lashed out and grabbed his throat. Miroku, startled, fired the handgun and it hit Naraku in the stomach. Naraku looked down at his stomach and looked back at Miroku and smirked.
Grabbing the gun, he pryed it out of his hand and Miroku whimpered as he twisted his wrist and let the gun clatter to the floor. Kicking it away, Naraku forced his head to the side that bared his throat.
Miroku grabbed Naraku's hand with both of his and tried to pry his hand off his throat, it was cutting off his air. Letting his fangs go, his eyes turned crimson as he reared his head back and thrust it forward and into his throat. Miroku screamed as the hot pain seared his flesh and he heard the stomach churning sucking sound as the vampire drank big gulps of his blood. After a few minutes, Naraku let go of Miroku and he dropped to the ground like a rock.
Naraku wipped the blood off his mouth and bit down into his own wrist. He smirked at the human laying limp on the floor and brought his wrist to his mouth. Now he would be his sire and he would have to do as he is told.
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Walking into the mansion, Sango stopped suddenly and stared around her, she had no idea how she got there. The last thing she could remember was that she was getting ready for her rounds during the day and then nothing.
Shrugging it off, she headed towards the main room and spotted Rin, waving to her, she turned around and bumped into Sesshomaru. Apoloizeing for bumping into him, she turned to walk away but he grabbed he shoulder and spun her around.
"Wha--!?"
"Where's Miroku? He should be here by now." Sango shurgged.
"I dunno, the last time I saw him was when he left. Is something wrong?" she asked, furrowing her brows as Sesshomaru lowered his head and sniffed at Sango's shoulder.
"Just as I thought... I thought I smelt him when you walked in." Letting go of her, he turned and headed towards his room. Inuyasha spotted him walking up there and followed.
He opened the door as Sesshomaru was changing into his battle gear. "What's wrong?" he asked, leaning against the door jam.
"Get ready Inuyasha, I can smell Naraku on her shoulder and it's recent along with Miroku's scent. I have a bad feeling in my gut but I think that Naraku may have gotten his hands on Miroku."
"Ah shit!" Inuyasha cursed and walked away and headed towards his room. Getting ready, he stepped out and met his brother at the steps. Nodding to one another, they both walked down the stairs and headed towards the door. It was still daylight outside and the night should take over in about ten minutes.
Sango looked at them with confusion on her face. She looked at her shoulder and sniffed it herself. Gasping, she spun around and ran upstairs. She came back down stairs a few minutes later with a gun in hand along with a sabor tied onto her pants.
"What are you doing?" Inuyasha snarled as he realized the sabor was his.
"What does it look like? I'm gonna help you two out."
"No you're not! Go put those weapons back up before you kill someone or yourself." Sango chuckled darkly and unseathed the blade in an flash and held it to his throat.
"Back off, as you can see, I am quit acapable of using a sword and a gun." she growled and put the blade away. "Besides, I recongize the pine scent in my hair. I know where he is." Sango said and pushed the two brothers away from the door and opened one of them and slipped out of it before the light could harm them.
Well, here's another chapter! I hoped you liked it and don't forget to reveiw!! Bye now.
