Hola, guys what's up. Gomen for not updating this sooner, demo I had a lazy streak going on now. So I hope this makes it up to you. I have not a clue what I'm going to do with this story, so this might take longer than SSD and My story were fixing to do together. And since I'm not going to the convention in Austin, I could update this one. DAMN, IT'S NO FAIR. EVERYONE HATES ME!

Here's the story!

Some of the stories are going to be OOC. The rating will be turning into M after this chapter, a finally warning.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or the grinch who stole Christmas, though I wish. But the song that I'll be putting up I own so no copyrighting! OR ELSE!

The Dog Demon Who Stole Christmas

Previously on the Dog Demon Who Stole Christmas: "Pathetic. All of them and their Holiday Christmas." He turned his body away from the village slightly, and waited for the big guy.

Chapter 4: Sesshomaru's Ransacking

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"HO, HO, HO. MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT."

A big ol jolly good man said, to all as he rode away from the village of Edo, on a big red sleigh with eight reindeer at the head. A huge bag of goodies laid in the back, filled with toys he gave to all the little boys and girls around the world. It was an exciting night for believers expect from one creature. A snarl had broken through the air of the soothing atmosphere, as Sesshomaru slowly crept into the village. A grinchy, grin upon his face, along with a bug eyed toad demon, and a sleigh full of empty bags for their heist.

He approached the first house with such grace and ease, as he tried to prey opened the door. When there was no such like for him, he climbed up a ladder to the roof of the house. This made the demon lord want to fuss, but if he wanted rid of this problem, then he would have to make due with it. He looked down the chimney a bit scared about dirtying himself once more as he jumped into the chimney without another second thought of disagreement. Carefully he climbed down the chimney only to have got stuck once for a moment or two, as he pulled himself out of his position and continued climbing down.

Once Sesshomaru reached the bottom, thankful for the fireplace wasn't lit, his eyes hungrily roamed around the decorative room, wondering what he should steal first. The search didn't take too long when his eyes laid upon the red stockings hanging over the fireplace in front of him.

"These will be the first to go." He said pulling them roughly off the mantelpiece and into his now unempty bag.

"Heh." He laughed just a bit, when he stuffed the presents in. From dolls, to wooden swords, hand sewn quilts, candy, herbs, and other fun things that children loved to play with. The beautiful wrapping paper was torn to pieces and chunked into the sack, from red, white, blue, to pretty shades of green; it wasn't something that any child would enjoy. Clinks and Clanks were heard about the family's living room. China and such were in some, when he tossed them in the bag and out the chimney, as a green, red nosed reindeer named Jaken, awaited for the heavy load of Christmas belongings.

You're a mean one, Sesshomaru

You really are an eel

You're as cuddly as a cactus

You're as charming as an eel, Sesshomaru

You're a bad apple with shiny black boot heels

Smiling softly as his face could handle at the cute teddy bear in his hands, his mind drafted back to childhood, alas, so did his unpleasant ones memories as well. Gold eyes turned blood red, glowed as he ripped the poor bear's head off, shoving it into the bags, and out the chimney. Jaken grunted when his body took the impact of the bags weight. The toad resurfaced himself from underneath the sacks and put them onto the now loaded sleigh.

He rushed to the icebox as he took the families feast, the ham, yams, pies, and stuffing. Why he even took the last ear of corn. This brought joy to Sesshomaru as he did his evil deed. Nothing was left for food not even a crumb for the usual hungry mouse.

You're a monster, Sesshomaru

Your heart's an empty hole!

Your brain is full of words

You're got bitterness in your soul, Sesshomaru

He repeated his thievery to the other homes and huts, from the rich houses to even the poorest houses on the block, he was horrible, a monster! How could anyone do such a thing to children, had he no soul? Grabbing the Christmas tree he would either smashed it until it fit into the sack, or shoved and thrust the tree up the chimney to the poor defenseless toad demon down below. Though, the lord had made such loud noise, there was not even a flicker of a light switch turned on, nor hurried footsteps heading in his direction. 'Strange, these human creatures. Not even a sound or peep, do they not have ears and if they do, why don't they use them?' This puzzled the lord for a minute or two, when he went back to wrecking and destroying the precious, cherished items of what Sesshomaru assumed was Christmas.

He threw ornaments into the bags or out the chimney with a great amount of strength that a human couldn't inherit from their ancestors. Why he'd even bring the little imp into the homes, force feed cookies and milk that was left over from St. Nick. The toad demon turned greener whenever stared at the amount of cookies he had to eat each time, but he knew what his lord would do if he disobey his orders. Scarfing the sugary substances down with a gulp of milk, he deliberately ignored the stomach ache that resulted soon after.

Not only did Sesshomaru force Jaken to eat the left over cookies and milk, he also have Jaken be the pitcher throwing ornaments at him while he broke them with a wooden/metal baseball bat. Shards shattered about. Deliberately he shrugged off the shards and moved on.

I wouldn't touch you with a 39 and 1/2 foot pole!

You're a vile one, Sesshomaru

You have fangs in your smile

You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Sesshomaru

Decorations were thrown down from their places. Mistletoes shredded by his poison whip or burned to a crisp by the little imp's staff of two skulls. This would be a sad Christmas for the people living in Edo, yes in deed. Anyone would be frighten of Sesshomaru's wrath at the moment, when he was tugging the Christmas presents under the tree out, a fishing pole nipped at the lord's clothing, and tore a hole through his suit and pierced his flesh. Hissing a little from the pain, he unhooked himself from the fishing pole's hook, and set his anger out on the pole destroying it with his sword, the Tokijin in one fellow swoop. Jaken who saw his master's reaction, gulped thanking Kami that he wasn't his scratch post this time, or his chew toy.

One present he opened in wander, the gift turned out to be a mirror. Gazing at his appearance in the silly Santa Kuroosu costume, pondering to himself why in the world would he do something so ridiculous and so unlike him, but it all kept coming back to him in flashback, memories of the past always resurfacing to his mind, fresh like clean laundry. A tear threatened to fall upon the glass surface of the mirror, but it was held back. His stoic face was on once more. Smiling a weak smile on his countenance, he threw the mirror to the ground, as it smashed into pieces. A couple of shards slashed at his face, though there was no pain. He didn't feel a thing at all. Anger was taken on the imp once again.

Given the choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile.

You're a rotter, Sesshomaru

You're the king of sinful thoughts

Your heart is covered in locks

You're a lord who has all the things that can ever be bought

No one could ever touch the demon lord in any tenderly fashion, because everyone was afraid he'd rip them in two. But, with his personality the way it is now, he would, demo in the past he wouldn't. Although he had anything that money could buy, there was nothing that would matter; there was nothing of worth importance worth living for. Sure he had his territory of the Western Lands, but where was something he could truly be proud of to call his own? Where was love for the great dog demon, named Sesshomaru? Would there ever be a time that someone would love this lonely soul, and maybe melt his demon heart of his?

Pictures of families and friends together, made Sesshomaru's heart ache for love, sorrow, and envy. Tears were really close to shedding any second now, from all the happy faces he saw in each picture. When he went to the children and parent's rooms to steal any Christmas stuff in there at all, he'd saw them cuddled up together in an warming embrace, stabbing his heart even more. Several tears escaped his golden eyes as he peered at the loving family or couple; he envied them more than anything, if that was possible.

As he climbed out of the chimney, anger was raged at their houses, or huts, and such, resulting in them having a second door. Now it was a very large entering. Jaken loaded up the sleigh, reading himself in his reins of the leash, waiting for the harsh mush, Sesshomaru would wrath upon him; they scurried away to the next house down the block. They were nearly complete of there task and only a few remaining houses and huts remained left. The moon light was almost gone, and the sun's rays threaten to spill a few hours or so from now.

You nauseate me, Sesshomaru

With a nauseous fulminous

You're a crooked jerky, jockey and drive a crooked haus, Sesshomaru

You're soul is filled with anger and sorrow aimed at you and your past, you couldn't deal so you retreated to your castle fortress

Some houses he visited and heisted had more decorations than New Years Day. Others however, had little or none, which made Sesshomaru's job a lot easier. What made him growl in agony and anguish were houses decorated from head to toe. Every inch and every corner decorated, not a single spot untouched. Sesshomaru still though, cleaned out the place in twenty minutes or so. He wounded up wound up toys towards the direction of the bags, marching their way toward their dooms off unhappy children the next day. Huts with little or none, was a snap. His ransacking was finished in seconds really. The people living in those homes had one or maybe if lucky, three presents for a family of five, and a bare tree that close to death. In some way, it ached a tiny bit in his heart to find such things, but since there was nothing he could do about it, it didn't bother him too much.

'She was poor too, when I knew her back then.' When he was ready to depart from his heist, a certain photo caught his eye. He lifted it to his face, to get a better glance, his whole body froze. It was a picture of a girl with her hair up in a bun, with crimson eyes to match. She was laughing in the picture along with a boy with long silver hair and golden eyes. He was wearing very elegant clothing. 'This is...' He clutched the picture tighter in his hold. 'A-A photo of me and Kagura when we were children.' His eyes tried to turn from the item in his clawed hands demo, they couldn't. It was like he was staring into the face of a ghost.

"It couldn't be possible, father said she died." He dropped the photo to the floor of the bare hut ready to leave, when he heard a small voice calling to him.

"Santa Kuroosu?"

You're a foul one, Sesshomaru

You're a person who never keeps junk!

You're heart is full of rage your soul is full of turmoil gunk, Sesshomaru

The words that will never describe are as follows and I quote, "Stink, Stank, STUNK!"

He turned around to only come face to face with the very girl he met hours earlier, dressed in raggedy robes. Something happened in his heart that hadn't happened for a long time; his heart felt the pain of sorrow and grief for another. Ever since he took over the thrown of the western lands, Sesshomaru had been very alone, isolating his demon self from the human society, and forcing himself with politics and problems concerning about his reign. Yes, his heart died years ago, but sometimes these sort of situations change in some way.

The Lord felt back into a corner, like a predator to its prey, he had no idea or scheme in mind. Nervously chewing the inside of his lip, though not noticeable to the eye, he thought of a plan, a cunning plan to fool the poor child. Taking a deep breath, he relied on the clever plan that started to form each time he spoke.

"Why I am here to give you presents for the good behavior you had all year." He patted Rin's head, but that didn't seem fool the little six years old at all, no. Rather, she interior gated inu youkai.

"If you are here for Rin, then why are you taking little of decorations mommy and Rin had up?" She gave Sesshomaru a inquiring expression upon her small face. However, this sort of thing Sesshomaru was an expert at and wouldn't be brought down by something like this caliber. Pausing for a millisecond or so, trying hard to think up a brilliant idea, tugging his beard in concentration he thought harder until it sprang into his mind instantly.

"Silly child, I am taking your decorations to fix them up in my workshop, and make them proper looking for you to have a nice Christmas." He stopped and flashed his golden eyes towards Rin. "Wouldn't you enjoy that?"

Rin shook her head to Sesshomaru's shock. 'How could anyone not want beautiful decorations for Christmas? Isn't that what Christmas is all about?' He pondered, not knowing the true meaning of Christmas for himself. Running his fingers through his long silky, smooth hair in annoyance about having no knowledge of what Christmas "true" purpose. Rin laughed at the strange Santa Claus. She never really met the real Santa Kuroosu in real life, though this Santa was something she wasn't really expecting. Stories were told of Santa being a big old man in a red suit, full of joy, and this Santa was completely opposite. He was very tall, skinny, and wasn't too jolly in the least. This puzzled the girl she believed that this person acted and resembled the lord of the castle she met during the evening of that day.

"No, Rin doesn't care about decorations. Rin cares about two people in Rin's life. My mommy Kagura. And Lord Sesshomaru."

After her cute little speech, she felt proud to admit that to someone, and smiled a toothy smile at Sesshomaru in disguise. Sesshomaru on the other hand, was going through handful of emotions all at once that were difficult to settle them down one at a time. He was shocked, surprised, annoyed, angry, happy, and...Loved? This confused him more than ever. 'How could I, Sesshomaru, feel these sort of emotions from this one child?' NANI! Didn't that brat just say her mother's name was Kagura? Kagura, the woman I...' He stopped his rapid memories from surfacing, as he regained his composer.

"I'll consider this for the both of you alright? Now off with you, I have many more homes to visit before the sun rises."

With that said the brown haired girl skipped to her bedroom, happily. Once the door to the room was shut, Sesshomaru soundlessly, walked across the room to the master bedroom and peeked in. He gasped in out of characterness. Inside the room, was a young woman in her mid-twenties sleeping peacefully on a ratty old futon. Her face was pale, but healthy looking, hair ebony colored, and a small smile upon her petite lips. Moving in closer to the woman, his eyes soften for a split second before they resumed it's stoic countenance.

Slowly he lifted himself up, away from the sleeping beauty, back up the chimney, and proceeded with remaining of his ransacking once more.

A snicker came from inside one of the bags, as a girl in raggedy robes hide in silence, unnoticed by the dog demon, lord.

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Well I hope this is all to your liking because this took awhile because of all the interruptions I've received, and putting me more and more behind my normally schedule.

Though who wants me, the authoress ranting, it's bad for your health.

See you in the next chapter called, "End of Ransacking and on to reminiscences" Or I'll think of something else.

Till next time. See Yah!