Yo, how are you tonight?
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Damn, not this s&# again! I thought the war was over already.
(Fire and grenades are being thrown at the authoress.) AAAHHHHHH! (Throws flame throwers at whoever is shooting at her.)
Here the story, and please could someone at least see the story and have the nice decency to review, please!
Some of the characters will be OOC and this story is going from K to M. Starting Now!
The Dog Demon Who Stole Christmas
Previously on The DogDemon Who Stole Christmas: A snicker came from inside one of the bags, as a girl in raggedy robes hide in silence, unnoticed by the dog demon, lord.
Chapter 5: End of Ransacking and now reminiscences
It was around six in the afternoon, when a small obscure figure, busted through the doors to the palace balcony windows. In one great leap, the child landed gracefully onto the ground below. The sliver haired boy smirked at his cunning plan. Tears were wiped away from his rosy cheeks as the boy took off without a second to waste, with his fluffy tail trailing a little behind.
"LORD SESSHOMARU, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" An annoying green toad demon questioned Sesshomaru's hasty escape.
The young dog demon grunted as a response. His feet guiding him to the place where he truly called home.
Laughter was heard from afar for the little one to hear. A smile was graced on his lips, when he followed his nose to the scent he most recognized. There in front of him, was the back of a girl around his age with crimson eyes, and brown hair wrapped up into a bun onto on her head. Her kimono, was a pink and white checkered designed.
Sesshomaru took one look at her and shyly hid behind a tree. Although the two were the best of friends, he always felt a bit shy and awkward around her sometimes. It was difficult, to explain how the young one felt, but one thing was most definitively certain what was occurring...Sesshomaru had a crush on Kagura. The crimsoned eyed girl turned her head when she heard a noise. She suppressed a chuckle, when she spotted Lord Sesshomaru behind a tree. She quietly went behind the tree and scared him.
"BOO!" She held her gut as she laughed at the reason that transpired. "Did I scare you?" She snickered into the palm of her hand, while she held her hand out for the young demon to take. On his back, he flexed one clawed hand in a defense posture. She only chuckled louder. Sighing in defeat, he bent his fingers downward, extending his hand towards her small ones in order for him to be lifted up from the ground. But instead of the prince rising to his feet, he pulled Kagura's body to the ground landing onto of his cushioning the unexpected fall.
The dog demon laughed when he spotted the girl's blush brightly from his actions. The child too held the same feelings as the boy she was on top of, but expressed it more openly than the young lord.
The two stayed like that for another minute before getting up and dusting themselves off. They both grabbed each other's hands heading to their secret place near a pond. Running to a giant bolder near the pond, they both sat and relaxed on it, starring at the beautiful scenery in front of them. Ducks swam in the pond with their mother in front, squirrels scurried to their trees after gathering nuts for the winter coming head. The water's reflection blurred as rocks plunged or skipped across the water's surface. Kagura laughed, until she noticed something peculiar she seen earlier.
"Sesshomaru-sama? What is this?" She pointed her small index finger at small bruise forming on his left cheek.
"Nani-It-It's nothing!" Sesshomaru shouted angrily, attempting to had the bruise from anyone's eyes to gaze upon. "There is nothing going on Kagura-San." Reversing his body in the opposite direction in order to not face her, he heard a strange muffled sound. Craning his neck to see what was the problem, his tiny body froze at what his eyes never wanted to witness. Kagura's eyes were drowned with tears that she tried to hide from him with her arms folded on her knees.
Two years ago, the two had known each other for. Sesshomaru and Kagura were the best of friends through thick and thin, they would always comfort one another, and when times were harsh, they would pull through it together. Neither found happiness with their families. They always believed that they, Kagura, Sesshomaru, and her sister Kanna were a family, not their own. Their father's were never too pleased with their meetings, but that never stopped them from meeting each other every so often. And there was no punishment that would ever alter their options of each other, no matter what.
"Kagura?" Sesshomaru called. Hesitantly the dog demon put his arms around the human girl to calm her rapid tears. She grabbed a hold of his front of his hario, and wept.
"Kagura, please don't cry. You know I can't stand to see you cry." Brim of tears threaten to spill over from his golden eyes of sunshine he restrained from cascading down his visage. Sesshomaru couldn't stand to see his friend cry; sometimes it made him feel the same pain she was suffering from. Her tears stopped, as she looked up into his golden eyes.
"Sesshomaru-sama, did something happen at the palace again?" She grabbed his small cubby hands, demanding to receive an answer.
He sighed in defeated. Never could he keep secrets from his friend. "Kagura-San I-Yes!" The young demon hung his head in shame, for he dared to not look at Kagura for being the cause of her sorrow, he despised causing her such pain.
However, Kagura wasn't upset with him. She pulled his face to meet her gaze, and so she could have him hear her words more clearly. Her scent intertwined with the wind, giving her an intoxicating scent which made the poor inu youkai blush badly. 'Whoa, Kagura's scent smell's different for some reason today. But How?' Shaking his silver head to rid of such silly thoughts, he focused his attention directly to Kagura.
At that same moment, Kagura also was thinking similar thoughts. 'Oh, Sesshomaru-sama has such soft skin that I wish to cuddle up with. Nani? What the heck am I thinking about this right now? I have to tell Sesshy something important.' A huge blush redden her cheeks that even she felt.
An awkward silence drafted between the small couple, as the wind swayed the tree branches playfully its breeze. A chill ran through both their bodies at the position they were currently in, moving apart far quicker than a lighting blot could strike. Kagura coughed to get Sesshy's attention as she spoke.
"Sesshomaru, you are not the problem demo, having your daddy treating you in that way. Is not right!" Fiercely, she stood up with a determined look on her face. "Come on, Sesshy let's go do something about this." She held out her hand for him to grab.
The young dog demon stared at the young girl he knew for a long time as he contemplated in his head about what he should really do. It didn't take him long to decide what decision he was willing to do. He grabbed her small hand as she lifted him from the ground. Hand and hand they went into the direction of her father's hut.
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"GRR!" Growled an angered father inside a very poor hut. He brought his thumb to his mouth with a sour look. Starring at the fireplace in a bitter manner, he ran his fingers through his well kept hair. "Damn it that wench! There she goes off with that demon again. Why would she still, it's a wonder myself." Bringing his hands tightly around the sake bottle he removed his thumb in order to take a big gulp of alcohol as he proceeded with the repairing of the fireplace.
In the corner of the tiny hut, stood a girl around the age of five. She wore a white Kimono with not a single shed of color on it. Dull brown eyes narrowed at her father in angst. Averting her eyes away from the enraged man by the mental place, she rolled up the sleeves of her kimono to reveal scars and bruises. How she couldn't stand the way her father was towards her and her older sister, it was despicable to the young child. Moving the layer back to its rightful place, Kanna vacated the premises.
The sky was a canvas rays of orange, pink, and red colors mixed to light the afternoon's sky as the sunset. Kanna sighed and continued on her journey. Normally the afternoon rays would give the child joy and hope, but today gave her grief. She couldn't explain her sorrow but it could've perhaps have been because every time her father would drink, he'd take out his rash behavior on his children, thus explains the bruises and scars on her arms.
It hurt the poor albino like girl so much, that she never have a good nights rest, for fear of the next beating would be more severe than the last. Her sister on the other hand, could get a bit of shut eye, but she couldn't. The girl halted in her walk to sit down on the grass. Brown eyes stared up at the afternoon sky as she though out loud, "Why, why must this be the life that I must lead?" She gazed at the clouds in hope of an answer, but no answer was said or heard.
The small girl sighed and laid back onto the soft grass in hopes of her long lost sleep she awaited for and missed. Though, her thoughts and feelings kept resurfacing in her head like a fresh smell of daisies in the morning. Her reminiscence of the past and present collided with one each other. Times when she and her sister were abused and beaten, when her sister stood up for the both of them, and also...memories of their mother. A barely visible tear rolled down Kanna's cheek until it was wiped quickly away by her white sleeve. She missed her mother so very much. Her mother was the only person that could understand Kanna. At times her sister did know what she was feeling, but it wasn't the same as her mother or her soothing hugs she gave. Now there was no more for her. There was no one to calm her when a violent rampage took place, no one.
Sorrows deepen within her when her mind drafted to her big sister, Kagura. Flames lit the taper inside her heart as she reminiscence about her. Oh how she held anger for her older sister, for she had something she no longer possessed. Kagura had someone that she could cry to, while she, the person she would go to, was nonexistent.
Her sister had the young lord Sesshomaru-sama all to herself, but at times she pitied her big sister more than she pitied herself. For one she was roughly handled more often than herself and two, Kagura believed that they would somehow manage to escape their hellhole. She chuckled at the old memory. Her every being set free? Never! They were both their father's ticket to living inside that hut of theirs, there was no way they could escape from his grasp.
Several children came into her view playing and laughing at their new toy they received from their parents. The ball's shiny reflection made it very tempting to play with except, for a certain five year old girl. The children bounced the ball to one another laughing as they passed it around. However, when a small boy around Kanna's age bounced the ball a little too far, causing the boy to go fetch it. Miraculously, the ball managed to come to stop near Kanna's feet. Kanna opened her eyes to spot the ball near her as she snorted as she turned her body away from the annoying object that was any child's desire. The boy made his way towards the shiny ball when he noticed someone near the ball. He cleared his throat as he approached the strange, quiet girl in white.
"Oi girl, can you please pass me the ball?" He held out his hands waiting for it to be thrown into them, instead felt no gravity the ball would have if they landed in his arms. His green eyes focused onto the girl lying down in the grass. His eyes intensified, when he tried to recall if he ever seen her from somewhere. It took mere seconds when realization hit. Walking closer to the ball he apologized for interrupting her nap.
"Gomen, I didn't mean to disturb you from your nap." Extending his hands, intending to get the ball, he paused on his advances, wanting to say something to her instead. Smiling a toothy smile on his boyish face, he held out his hand, in introducing himself to the girl. "Hi, I'm Shippo and you must be Kanna. Is your sister perhaps Kagura?" An inquiring brow rose at his friendly gesture, though didn't except his hand of kindness. Laughing nervously at the awkwardness of the situation, he reached for the ball once again, however, this time Kanna picked it up herself. This bewildered the boy when she even threw it towards him and spoke a "here" before resuming back into a meditative state. As the boy was halfway down the dirt road, Kanna called out to Shippo. He turned around and was surprised at Kanna the smile she gave to him. It wasn't huge, but it was at least one. The boy's heart skipped a beat when he walked back towards his friends not before shouting a, "We'll meet again some other time." before vanishing from her sight completely.
Her smile if possible, grew as she watched Shippo leave. She soon realized her demise as she shook her head, trying to forbid such happy feelings she haven't felt in years to resurface. Dusting herself off, she headed into the direction of her sister and Sesshomaru's secret pond was at. Okay it wasn't that much of a secret, since she knew about it, then again maybe it was. The path she took was rocky and muddy which didn't bother her in the least as she voyaged on.
Her stoic face that could match Sesshomaru's today, but not in their past. A heart filled with sorrow and pain, but feeling that was her most often used emotion was hatred. The feelings such as joy, happiness, caring, and love, were no longer hoard inside her. She felt numbness and neglect; she felt no need to express her emotions since that day her mother's spirit passed onto the heavens and beyond. Rarely would she show little of emotion and Shippo was just lucky enough to see it. The path stopped as the road transformed into grass, rocks, and mud. Two minutes later, she arrived at the pond with it overlooking the pond, trees, and beyond. She found the two she was searching for, not too far from her. She headed in their direction as quiet as ever.
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It was an eerie sort of quietness when they made it to their destination. The hut's presence even made Kanna shiver in fright. They entered into the hut, not knowing what would happen right after. The wind stopped once the children entered; a bad omen was approaching soon. Their slow, cautious footsteps creaked with every step that each one of them took, as they approached Naraku.
A man in his early thirties stood above the fireplace, having stubbed his finger the second time that day. Small creaky steps were heard from behind, when he turned around to find out whom his intruder/intruders were. However, when his eyes caught the color of silver hair, his blood red eyes took on a darker hint. The corners of the dark curly man's lips curled into that of a smile. He stopped his attempt at fixing the fireplace to sit down on the couch. Long thin fingers, traced the chair's smooth surface, trying to keep his aversion for the small demon child at ease. Naraku, smirked inside his mind, when the small demon shook in fear. 'Wonderful, the pup is afraid of I, Naraku. Now I can finally take this to my advantage and rid of this problem once and for all.'
"Nani? What is the matter child, afraid of me, Naraku?" The boy shook his head wildly. "Well now why don't you just come over here and have a sit." Naraku patted a place right next to him and grinned a not so innocent grin. Sesshomaru took a few slow paces toward the older man and took a sit. Kagura and Kanna did the same sensing no hostile actions from their father.
The room if possible, grew heavy with quietness. Not a sound was heard except their very breathes.
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Naraku's mind wandered back to the past. When his wife was alive and how they weren't in debt. Their family was middle class in the past and nothing was the matter, until Lord Inutashio raised taxes, causing them to move into the poor neighborhood. Naraku felt provoked by the lord's demand of higher taxes that he literally went to the castle to speak with him. Though, looking back, this was time when Naraku changed drastically.
"Lord Inutashio." Naraku bowed down in respect. "May I, Naraku spare a moment or so of your time?"
However, the lord was indeed busy with matters concerning the borders, he did spare some time for Naraku. Lord Inutashio, was a very loyal king to all his people, and some how managed to squeeze some time for them.
"You may proceed." The great dog demon said in a monotone voice. His face held no emotions; all was business for Inutashio and nothing else.
"Hai! There was this matter that concerned me a great deal..." He paused not sure how to explain his problem in a formal way. "Well...taxes have been raised and I find it more difficult to support my family." He lifted his head up to meet Lord Inutashio's gaze before continuing. "Lord Inutashio would you...if I were to suggest, lower your taxes so I could raise my family."
His gaze fierce on the lord's awaiting his answer. The lord sighed. "Naraku is it? I can not lower the taxes. Shipments from other countries demand high prices, so we must support them and pay them. Gomen, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do."
As Lord Inutashio approached the doors to attend to other business matters, a loud noise was heard at where Naraku was. He craned his head and was surprised at what he saw. The dark curly haired man, punched his fist against the tile of the throne. His bangs covered his face to hide his hidden rage. The smell of blood could be smelt in the air. Inutashio's usual stern eyes, held concern for the man on the floor. He gracefully walked over to Naraku and put a hand on his shoulder, sympathizing for the man.
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The slap was heard in an echo that could be heard throughout the castle. Naraku stood from his crotched position. He stared at the demon lord in disgust. Testily, his eyes stared at Inutashio hungrily, as if daring him to get up. The lord stood, but was once again struck by Naraku's fist. Anger build inside the great dog demon, when he attempted to get up once more. His golden eyes took a hint of red when he successfully stood without being knocked down by a fist or slap.
He dusted his hario off. Naraku did the same as they both just stared at each other. Guards came into the room and were shocked at their lord's appearance. His clothing was a bit ruffled up and a little dirty, though what made the guards raise question was that the lord's nose was bleeding. The guards rushed to their lord's side as Naraku made his exit. Before he completely left he said in an aversion voice, "I hope to see you around Lord Inutashio. Kukuku!" The sinister laugh was last that he heard before the doors shut, blocking the noise.
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Naraku smiled at the fond memory, when his mind drafted back to the present. At first he had forgotten where he was and his surroundings and such, that is until his eyes fell upon the young dog demon when everything returned. Smiling gently as possible, he spoke.
"Sesshomaru-sama, what has brought you to this side of the village?" He raised one mascara eyebrow at the child.
Sesshomaru gulped. "Uhh...I just wanted to drop by and say hello is all." Sitting up in his sit he arose.
Kagura noticed how tense Sesshomaru was so she got up from her sit as well and placed a caring hand on his shoulder. A low growl was heard but she ignored it, focusing her attention on the young golden eyed boy only.
"Sesshy, aren't you going to finish what you were planning to say tonight?" She squeezed his shoulder tighter as he nodded his head in agreement. Kagura moved aside so he could face Naraku.
"Actually, there was another reason I was here for..." He paused. At that moment he prayed to Kami that the floors would swallow him whole. "I wish that you and father could settle your quibble." He gulped. A very large lump was forming in his throat that he couldn't swallow down. Sweat poured out in rivers. It seemed time stopped for a millisecond, but soon regained its course. Birds scattered away from their location as the adult stood.
His gaze was focused on nothing in particular. That quibble was years ago and there was no way in hell would he go crawling to that blasted demon lord and beg for forgiveness. 'Heh, that is for cowards, and I am no coward.' His hands wretched, desperately wanting to ring the neck of this child. Slamming his fist on the wall, the hut shook for a mere second as pottery on the mantel place fell from the vibration. Shards flew every which way, when he turned around to face them. Plastering a fake smile on, he waved away his temper to the children, like erasing chalk from a chalk board.
"Do worry; there is nothing to worry over. I will take up your offer Sesshomaru-sama arigato."
"Uh...Hai!" The boy was at a loss for words. He was tongue twisted inside his mouth, never had Sesshomaru expected Kagura's father to agree to these terms so easily, though his gut feeling told him something didn't feel right. He couldn't exactly pinpoint what he was worried about, but it felt like there was a black cloud of ominous, drafting above Naraku's head. This abnormal behavior made him feel weak and valuable, like he couldn't do a thing about his ever growing suspicion. It was like a bad dream or a nightmare, which he couldn't wake himself from. Sesshomaru couldn't stand this feeling he felt deep inside. Shaking his head to remove of such ridiculous thoughts, he vacated the hut and made his way to his home.
However, once the silver haired boy was out of hearing range, Naraku closed the door in quietly, locking the door and averted his attention to the girls, a wicked grin spread upon his countenance replacing the fake one. Kagura and Kanna shivered at the recognizable smirk as they took a step backward. Reading his actions, they ducked behind a piece of furniture for protection, but nothing would protect them from their father's wrath.
The wavy haired man, cracked his knuckles in satisfaction as he made his way towards his daughters. Memories of the past kept resurfacing into his memory bank as he approached them. From the time when he first argued with his wife, to the time of her death, he felt superior from that day forward.
Anger coursing through his veins when he thought of his eldest daughter bringing a demon in, he struck her with an open hand. A sinister laugh escaped his lips when Naraku repeated his process.
To him he felt like it was Christmas day all over again. Opening the beautifully wrapped presents from the under the Christmas tree, his red eyes sparkled with insanity. 'Just what I always wanted...people to fear me!' Screams from the two girls brought jubilation to his ears. 'A revolution.' he mused to himself, of course it was a revolution. Why if he had a bottle of sake, he would be drinking it about now, in celebration. It was a revolution of how his behavior had changed in the past years. He didn't give a damn about how anyone would respond to the new him, especially his wife. His wife. The grin spread wider when he thought of her, of how she was before she died.
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"Naraku, how could you do that to our lord? Do you know how disrespectful that was?" His wife quibbled with him in a bitterly manner.
Naraku rolled his curly eyelashes at his wife. "Yura, he didn't give me a chance to hear me out, so I had to act out of manner before he left to go to his conferences."
She put her brush down to stare into the reflection of herself in the mirror. In one instant she was contemplating whither or not, to ask the mirror on the wall if her husband had changed for the better or worse. Shaking head from such a silly thought, she still had a hunch that maybe gut feeling was telling for the worse.
Her husband put his arms around Yura in a seductive, yet comforting way. A chill ran down her spine as her mind was in a debate on the situation. Some of her sense was repulsed by his new behavior and the other...assumed his new attitude was sexy.
Doubts were pushed aside when he brought his lips to hers. The kiss was so warm and passionate that it brought back the old sensations from long ago. Naraku picked up her body and bringing Yura to the bed as they both began to undress, faster than a cockroach from a flicker of a light bulb. Though, their passionate relationship that was just blossoming, was just about to reach a very tragic ending.
The late afternoon glow filtered the room, in the gloomy hut. A sob was heard from the corner of the home. At first it was barely audible, then it grew to a loud roar. Yura's shoulder's shook violently from the recent events that occurred one after the other. As of late, her husband had gained the ability of drinking alcohol and abusing his family.
Tears grew in large quantities. She feared for children's sake. They too also faced their father's wrath when he was in a rampaging booze stage. 'I have to do something and not just for me, for my girls as well.' What sadden the grieving mother the most was her younger daughter's emotions. They were jumbled, mixed up, and confused. She didn't have the amount of much needed time to learn how to express each individual emotion properly, which resulted in her having a cold heart. Yura had to do something about this predicament before it turned into an infernal.
Late into the night three indistinct figures moved from the shadows of their home. However, approaching from the opposite direction was a very sluggish figure with a bottle of sake in "its" hand. His vision was impaired barley, allowing him the sight to see the dark figures going opposite he was heading toward. Squinting his eyes, he concentrated on the departing bodies taking him a few seconds to realize who "they" were. Enraged by the discovery, he dragged them inside, shutting the door behind him.
"Whare due u thank yhoer going?" His words sloshed together. Naraku tried to regain his ability of speech, though it as well was rendered useless.
Yura made a dash for the door, but was roughly grabbed by the wrists. She hissed in pain, struggling to get out of her husband's grasp. The girls stared at the scene in fright, they snapped out of their frighten phase when they notice their father biting her neck.
"Stop your hurting mommy!" They grabbed a hold of their father's legs biting down on them hard. Naraku hollered in pain fiercely he shoved the girls away from his legs, continuing what his wife. His hands this time, grabbed a hold of her delicate neck and started to strangle her instead. Yura gasped for air, as she fight to get air, but to no avail.
Kagura gasped when she saw her mother's face turning pale, she ran into the kitchen to get something. She came back out and thrust the "item" into Naraku's hip. He froze, not knowing what happened. He dropped Yura as he fell to the ground. Groaning in pain, he tried to pull out the knife that was jutting out.
Kanna cried when she felt her mother immobile beneath her fingers. Grabbing a hold of her mother's body, she shook it intending to wake her up. Kagura on the other hand, knew what had transpired as tears flowed from her eyes.
"Mommy, please stop joking! Please wake up! Please!" The crying duo shoved their faces into their mother's side, hoping this was a nightmare, but no this was a living nightmare that they both would never forget.
Naraku managed to pull out the knife as blood oozed from the wound. He clutched the wound with his left hand and the knife with the other. His blood red eyes held an infernal in them that made hell look like child's play. Sluggishly Naraku approached the grieving girls, his hand twitching, itching to drag the dagger into their flesh and pierce it.
Kanna was first to notice her father and quickly shook her big sister. They both stared at their father wide eyed with the blade shimmering in the moonlight. They ran towards the door, but came to a halt. Their minds were commanding them to run but their bodies were frozen to the spot. Naraku's sinister famous laugh was heard.
"KUKUKU! Now that wasn't very nice of you to go and do that do your father now was it?" His gaze locked onto Kagura. Tossing the blade, he flipped the it up into the air and back.
"Umm..." She said.
"Nani? Gomen, I didn't hear that, now die!" The knife came towards Kagura's flesh penetrating it.
She clasped her left shoulder in pain, when Kagura noticed where her father's gaze landed to. 'No...Kanna!' She made a dive to take the blow instead of her sister, when something or someone pushed them aside.
"Hmm" It was a bit hazy at first to open her eyes, until she gasped when she found out who rescued them.
Yura moaned in pain from the knives blow, her hand was pressed against the wound in attempts to stop the bleeding, though there was nothing that would help. The room spun before her eyes, she closed her eyes to stop the spinning. Yura felt something tug at her kimono, she looked down only to smile.
"Is mommy fune?" Kanna asked with tears in her brown eyes. She clung to her mother's kimono when she felt something wet. "Nani? What is this?" Her tiny fingers pointed to the blood on her fingers.
"No, mommy isn't fine, Kanna could you please do me a favor and tell your sister that I want you both to run away. Run far away from this village and never look behind you." Tears formed in her eyes as she saw her elder daughter wake up. Kagura scooted closer to her mother, grasping a hold of her hand.
"Please, don't go! We need you! Please don't leave us with daddy!" She cried once more as another torrent of tears cascaded from her face. The room grew quiet again, before Kagura arose. She wiped her tears away as she stared at her passed out father. "Come let's go now!" Roughly she snaked a hold around her sister's wrist, dragging her away from the haunted nightmare. Kanna tugged in her grasp.
"NOOO! MOMMY IS BACK THERE! WE HAVE TO GO BACK!" Pulling and pushing, she successfully got out of her hold. With all her might, she ran back into the hut new enthusiasm building inside her tiny body.
The elder sister staggered a little ways behind, gasping for air from the wound in her shoulder. Though when she swung open the door, her eyes laid upon something dreadful. In front of her slouched up against the wall was her father Naraku, and in his hands was her sister Kanna. Her tiny face held quite a large cut mark. A large bruise was forming on her arms and she appeared to have fainted from her scare.
Fists tighten at the sight before her. Seeing this in person she felt a rage that grew, enveloping her entire body. She couldn't explain it, but after witnessing this dramatic event, something inside her awakened yearning to attack the source of her sister's torment. Desperately wanting punish him for his detrimental behavior, she hobbled her injured body towards her abusive father. Cold red eyes stared into crimson ones. His eyes were piercing however, she was not gonna sit back and take it any longer. And thus a starring contest began.
Red to crimson stayed firmly locked, not a single flicker of an eye moved from their position. Their eyes gazed at one another, anticipating the other's action. They tried to read one another's mind, to predict their next moment before hand. Suddenly the piercing eyes closed for a millisecond, losing it's chance of surprise. Kagura took that as an advantage, and struck her father with all her body could muster. The damage didn't effect him in anyway, he merely chuckled at her pathetic attempt to bring him down.
"Heh, you mean to tell me that is all you got?" He launched an uppercut at the confused girl. Her body crashed into the wall, sliding down from the impact. Closer he moved to the injured child. Kagura tensed, when she heard his approaching footsteps coming closer and closer to her injured self. Her heart pounded roughly against her rib cage with each step closer to her end. To her finality. Shutting her little eyes, she prayed to Kami that somehow, someone would hear her silent screams.
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The steps were only a few feet away now. She curled into a ball and waited for her death to come.
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The vibration of the steps faded from her ears as harsh breathing replaced them. Two strong hands wrapped themselves around the girl as she screamed from his touch. Fidgeting to break free, her father index finger pressed against her tiny lips. Hunched over her body he started to nip at the small of her neck. Long thin fingers, messaged her head trying to ease her nerves. A gasped escaped from her lips when she felt something wet on her nape of her neck. She whimpered, rocking her body back and forth from the touch. The wetness that was pressing against her flesh vanished, changing into shouts and howlers.
Cautiously, she opened one crimson eyes to notice not her father their, but a boy around her age with concerned eyes. His eyes were the color of the morning sun she adored. Elegant clothing the stranger wore, and top that off with silver hair like the moonlight with a blue crescent on his forehead . She sighed at his beauty, when she realized what had occurred. Hoisting herself up, she turned her small frame to the direction where father laid. He was handcuffed and moving around wildly in the guard's hands. Her sister was now awake gazed at the seen in the same manner as her big sister. Kagura's eyes flickered back to the boy that was right by her side, with raised brows. The boy understood her confusion and smiled. Her heart pounded in her chest. 'Whoa, such a lovely smile.'
The silver haired boy patted her head softly. "Don't worry; there is nothing to worry about now."
Every muscle in her body froze from the effect of his words. Tears fell one after the other as she latched her arms around the boy. Never in a long time had she felt completely safe than now at this moment. In this boy's arms Kagura felt reassured. Burying her face into his hario, she didn't really know him, but something inside her told Kagura she could trust him. She sensed that he wasn't like her but wasn't afraid. Sure he was a demon demo, he was kindhearted one. When Kagura was a little younger, she was scared of such beings that even existed their world, though with this one she felt safe, and happy.
Sesshomaru removed the girl from his shoulder so she faced him. However, when he looked into her big eyes, a blush tinted his cheeks. 'She's pritty.' He shook his head, hoping to vanquish those thoughts, as he cleared his throat.
"Yo I am Sesshomaru, soon to be lord of the western lands. And I have come to help you out."
Kagura sniffed a few times to clear her nose shocked at what her ears had heard. 'Nani, did he just say he came to reassure me?' Her eyes traveled to the roof of the hut and silently thanked Kami that someone did indeed heard her screams.
The boy hooked arms with Kagura and lead her away from the hut that was her home. It was like a fairytale to her. Girl loses her mother. Girl got hurt by father. And girl is saved by a handsome prince and taken away from her nightmare. Though, there were a few different things to this story. Girl made friends with the demon prince, though girl had to remain with her wicked father. The lord and lady haven't found any record of living relatives alive, and had to bring them back to their home under surveillance.
Under the surveillance of the watchful eyes of Lord Inutashio, Naraku behaved in a fatherly manner, resulting in removing the release, returning the family into proper ways. However, it didn't last long. The beating took its toll once more.
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Naraku had Kagura pinned to the floor below his weight. The crimson eyed child whimpered in fear. He brought his lips to her small breasts, kissing them. She stiffened in his grip as the familiar chuckle broke out once more. A loud smacking sound was heard in the room.
An albino girl stared at her father's treachery in fear and worry. A red mark was placed on the child's cheek where his hand had struck her.
Leaning over Kagura's ear, he said in a whisper. "You should never disobey your father, or else you get injured. Didn't I tell you that before?" His breathing produced goose bumps all over her. His grip tightened on her "once" wounded shoulder as she hissed from the pressure.
"ANSWER ME!" He demanded into her face. He spat out each word with distaste at his daughter. Naraku was an arrogant, demanding, and self-centered man. He hated to be tested and patient, he always wanted everything his way or there would be no way at all.
Small arms signaled for the younger one to reach for the knife she grabbed earlier on the floor, as the other nodded in agreement. Kanna slowly crept from behind her father, thrusting the blade into his spine. He hollered in pain. His eyes a now a malicious black when he pulled out the blade, tossing it aside. Lifting Kanna in the air, her feet dangled, fighting to be let down. A grin spread across his face when he started to strangle her. Gasping for air, she fought with all her might she could.
Kagura, was terrified by this. Memories of years ago resurfaced. The blade sparkled like a holy weapon in the moonlight beckoning to be used. She picked it up but was caught off guard when a fist collided into her stomach. The weapon flew far from her, when she fell to the floor. Naraku picked up instead of the knife, he reached into his yakata a machete. The blade shimmered, when she eyed it fearfully.
"You were nothing but trouble; NOW GO TO HELL WITH YOUR MOTHER!"
The machete inched closer and closer to her pipette figure, when a hint of silver had envisioned her head. Her eyelids closed as everything turned black. "Sesshomaru."
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Okay I had to leave it there for two reasons. One: I need to get going somewhere soon and two: I need to do this in order to get reviews. For you see I haven't been receiving any reviews as of late and I've been thinking about maybe putting this story on hold.
I will ask if any of you would want me to consider continuing now or wait later. The choice is yours and the only way to state your opinion is to review.
Choice wisely! The force is in you!
Ja'ne!