(Krazie) writers block HO! and if I haven't said so before. I do not own any of Rumiko Takahashi's works. I just like writing my own thoughts upon them...
Sesshoumaru stood in the gardens late that night. He had requested to wait on trying to draw the sword. Currently he was looking for the pretty girl he had seen the night before. Her silvery ears, tail, and hair would be hard to miss in the beautiful moonlit night. Soon she wandered into the gardens. The Inu youkai girl with the lovely silver hair. Sesshoumaru watched her move about slowly. Her gaze was at the ground and it looked as if she were worried. Her tail was low, her ears somewhat drooped, her silvery-blue eyes looked sad. Sesshoumaru felt compelled to go comfort her as a sword had done long before for him. He had never forgotten the words it had spoken to him. Sesshoumaru stood and walked to what seemed to be a servant girl looking like a lord should. Or like Sesshoumaru always did. Stoically arrogant. It was then the girl noticed him. Her silvery-blue eyes cast themselves upon his face for the briefest second, then tore themselves away, but not before he had seem the pain enveloped there.
"What troubles you?" Normally Sesshoumaru wouldn't ask, but the lovely girl looked so torn.
"I cannot tell you," Sesshoumaru showed great surprise. The first time he was asked and he was denied. This intrigued him greatly. Normally the females were wanting his questions. He stared down a good foot and a half at the onna.
"And why is it you cannot answer this Sesshoumaru's question?"
"The penalties that lie if I were to tell you what troubles me m'lord..." she bowed to the Taiyoukai and proceeded to scurry away. He saw the clawed feet that kicked up the back of the long servant's yukata.
"Wait..." the girl stopped. "What is your name?" The girl turned and looked at him quietly then whispered one sentence before running away from him.
"They call me Ki-ki-chan..."
Sesshoumaru found himself before Takai once more.
"Takai." Takai looked up from his paperwork.
"Yes Lord of the west?"
"One of your servants is troubled."
"Which one?"
"She told me that they call her Ki-ki-chan. Takai paled for but a moment.
"Why don't you go find her." he rubbed the back of his head quietly.
Sesshoumaru merely raised an eyebrow at him.
"Talk to her but don't bring up what troubled her." Sesshoumaru simply turned and walked from the room. He would find the servant girl and talk with her. He was curious about why she looked so pristine and clean, even with a stained yukata.
"Hello Sesshoumaru-sama," a voice spoke from behind, "Lovely evening is it not?" he turned to see the pristine servant looking at the moon.
He nodded. The girl looked at him again. "Woman, what can I call you besides... Ki-ki-chan..." he said the last part as if it were evil.
The girl looked thoughtful, then she simply said, "Tsuki."
"That is much better than the other... name."
Tsuki smirked and kept looking at the moon.
"Why is it you watch the moon so?"
"I like the rays of the moonlight." Sesshoumaru stared at her. She looked back casually. she jumped in surprise as she saw the crescent upon his brow. "I must go. I am not worthy to look upon the countenance of one who carries the mark of the moon." Sesshoumaru was a bit put off, but he didn't show it at all. He caught her as she turned to run.
"Do not flee from me." she turned toward him.
"But you are son of the Moon. Even if I weren't named Tsukikage..." she stopped as she realized what she had said. She blinked at the western lord as he smirked.
"No one has been named Tsukikage in thousands of years and you smell no older than two-hundred."
"That's because I am no older than two-hundred physically." she gently shook him off. "I still don't have the right to look upon you."
Sesshoumaru remained quiet for some time before the onna before him spoke again.
"I must go. It is late son of the moon I must rest." he reached for her wrist again, only to be stopped by her words. "Please. Let me go rest..." he looked at her quietly as she bowed respectfully and rushed off. Sesshoumaru sat on the bench that he was near and thought to himself.
"Ki-ki-chan! You revealed yourself to him?!" Takai shouted in exasperation.
"I wanted to get to know him! Is that so wrong brother?"
"Ki-ki-chan! You weren't supposed to talk to him unless he draws the sword you know that!"
"Shut-up Takai! I went to him as a servant girl! Is it so bad that I wanted to get to know him? To know the youkai behind what he shows? You know nothing! LEAVE ME!"
"But Oneesan!"
"Go away you BAKA KUSO!" Tsukikage waited until her brother left to lift the sword, her prison from it's pedestal and tied it in her kimono. She then walked out of the temple and past Takai's large house, out the gate, and into the forest.
Sesshoumaru had watched her leave. It was not his business to know where the girl had taken the sword. obviously it was hers to do with as she pleased.
"The next morning Takai found the sword missing. He looked about for his sister to question her, but she was nowhere to be found. Maybe she had been sleeping when she was kidnapped. The girl couldn't travel too far from the sword as her spirit was tied to the living sword.
"TSUKIMARU!" he soon set up a search party to find his missing sister and Sesshoumaru went home, saying if the sword was found he shall try to draw it.
Five Centuries Later
Tsukikage sat upon a branch near the cave where she had hidden her sword. Hundreds had tried to draw it, and seeing they couldn't usually tried to take it for decoration. that was when she would zap them until they dropped it. humans usually tried to draw it because it looked valuable. demons cared not for an old moss covered sword.
"ergh... covered in moss... how degrading..." she muttered quietly. She looked around and spotted a girl in a strange kimono running in tears. she hopped down and a twig snapped in protest if her landing. the girl spun around and stared at Tsukikage. Tsukikage looked at the girl quietly with her eyes half closed and her mouth set in a straight line.
The strange girl looked ready to scream, but Tsukikage sat down and simply spoke, "Relax, I'm not gonna kill you. What bothers you so woman child?" The strange girl sat up and stared at the demon before her.
"My name is Kagome!"
"I do not need to know your name woman child. I merely wanted to ask you why you are out here alone."
Kagome crossed her arms, "Inuyasha was all over Kikyou again."
"Inuyasha and Kikyou are?"
"Inuyasha is an Inu-Hanyou and Kikyou was once a priestess. She died fifty years ago."
"A halfbreed? That answers my question. His dog-like loyalties won't let him release his love for her. I smell from you despair. Forget trying to love him. He's not going to come out of that as long as she's alive child. Or even a walking clay pot. Do your duty and go home." She watched the girl stand up and move to the well and jump in. She saw a blue shine from the well and investigated. She saw and smelled nothing except bones and soil. She shrugged and moved back to her cave for the night.
While she was sleeping, the leaves rustled around her prison alerting her to company nearby. she felt the touch of clawed fingers and made ready to zap. She was soon lifted from the ground and stared at by a pair of cold looking golden eyes. Sesshoumaru.
"So this is where you have hidden yourself..." He made ready to draw her from the sheath when he heard the whimper from the sword. he narrowed his eyes at it.
"Why would you want to draw me from the sheath all covered in moss and such. if i were drawn from the sword I would surely be disgustingly covered in moss!" He snorted and proceeded. He brought the sword out 3 good inches, slid it back into it's sheath, then tied it to his sash below the Tokijin which resonated evilly at Tsukimaru. She grumbled at the Tokijin and crossed her arms. Well she would have if she could have. She settled back into sleep until she was dropped into a large tub of water. a gentle pair of hands reached into the tub after her moments later and brought her out and gently scrubbed her clean.
"My my aren't you the prettiest ancient sword I've ever seen," and elderly nezumi said to her.
"Yeah and five centuries in moss made me old..." Tsukikage said sarcastically. The nezumi dropped the sword onto the floor upon hearing her speak.
"Y-y-you speak?!"
"The Western lord did not tell you I speak?"
"No he did not. I presumed you were just a decoration for the lord."
"Well since you now know I do I would ask a favor of you. If I am ever turned back. No kimono please..."
"But you are merely a sword." The nezumi started to clean her again as Tsukikake told her tale to the old nezumi.
"So, you've been hiding from your brother for five centuries?"
"Yes. He's nothing but a bakayarou." Tsukimaru was enjoying being clean after five centuries of dirt and moss. "The only good thing he ever did was have me cleaned vigorousl. Every space that could be gotten was always clean. Now I don't expect to be expert clean, just clean of the worst of this."
"Tsukikage-hime. It would be my duty to clean you so." Tsukikage grumbled and appeared near the lady.
"I don't care. You've got too many other duties. Let me take over in cleaning myself..." the Nezumi looked to where the voice was now coming from and bowed low before her. Tsukikage took the sword and began to clean it herself, as the Nezumi scrambled away and into Sesshoumaru.
"Forgive me Sesshoumaru-sama!" she then scurried away quickly. He walked in to find Tsukikage, sleeves rolled up, hair tied back into a bun on her head with a silvery blue sash. and her hands dunked in the tub of water, scrubbing at something, while holding her breath. when her hands pulled a soapy sword out of the water she drew in a huge gulp of air. He raised an eyebrow at this and Tsukikage looked at him.
"Can a lady wash herself in peace?"
"Why were you holding your breath?" she demonstrated by putting the sword hilt in the water and blowing out. The water where the sword was bubbled up. Tsukikage drew the sword out of the water and rinsed it. She inspected it closely and lay it aside and unfolded her sleeves, then picked it up and handed it to him before walking behind him. He turned around to find she wasn't there.
"Insolent wench!" Tsukikage kept quiet and half rested until she was gently placed on a sword rack in his study, where she promptly slept. that was when she heard, "I wonder what she likes to eat?"
"Sesshoumaru-sama!" Jaken the ugly hikigaeru stormed into the room.
"What is it Jaken."
"The halfbreed is screaming for you to come out and fight him!" It was after he'd cried that when a clawed hand shot out from nowhere, he didn't recognise these markings, a silvery blue strip on the wrist, a silvery blue haori, white under kimono, femine neck, into silvery-blue eyes burning in anger above silvery blue strips on her cheeks. a snarl ripped from Tsukikage and she threw him against the wall.
"Quiet Bakayarou!" she stormed out of the room past the dazed hikigaeru and out of the castle where she heard the screaming hanyou. She walke dup to the gate and stared at the silver-haired, golden eyed hanyou.
"Sesshoumaru get your ass out here and fight me!" Her hand shot through the bars of the gate and grabed the hanyou by his neck, then slammed him into the bars. Hard.
"Shut-up Baka."
"What the fuck are you doing wench!?" he brandished the Tetsusaiga at the clearly female Tsukimaru before him.
"I told you to shut-up baka kuso." The two battled, well... more like kind of a one sided battle... Inuyasha slashing and Tsukikage dodging for several hours, before Tsukikage slashed him across the belly as he was trying to exectute an attack, with a whip of light, effectively putting him to the ground. "Now if you don't mind leaving baka I was sleeping before you and the toad were screaming." She turned and walked away from the Inu-Hanyou. "Go back to your clay pot... Inuyasha."
Krazie: hmmmm... should I have Sesshoumaru draw the sword out soon or wait a while. tough question...
Tsukikage: I hate you Krazie!!!
Krazie: how can you hate your creator? oh well quiet I dunno