Oi, minnasan. I bet you didn't know I would be back for this story right? Wrong! Since it's the holidays, I figured what better time to start this story now. Unfortunately, that means the same for some of my other Christmas stories too. Sigh…I swear once I finish with this, I'll take a break before I continue with my other stories.

Anyways, here's the story!

Some of the characters are going to be OOC.

The DogDemon Who Stole Christmas

Previously on the DogDemon Who Stole Christmas:The machete inched closer and closer to her pipette figure, when a hint of sliver had envisioned her head. Her eyelids closed as everything turned black. "Sesshomaru."

Chapter six: Reminisces Part Two: Tragic Past

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Kagura's heart pounded loudly in her chest. 'Come on! How long does it take for someone to finish off someone?' Cringing, an anxiousness, she wasn't expecting for her father to take his sweet time on killing her off. Squinting her eyes just enough to see what was going on, she gasped at the sight before her.

Instead of seeing the drunken, sadistic, gaze she'd normally received from her father, she saw the outline of the bravado young prince she silently prayed for in her head. His white Yakata that once was white and stainless, now had red liquid daubed all around, engulfing nearly his entire body. Averting her eyes upward, she noticed the expression on his face wasn't what a child of her age would wear. Impassiveness was what her crimson eyes witnessed, not the quivering, frightfulness, any child would feel if they took another's life. Vacant golden eyes bore into the lifeless body on the ground, showing not a hint of remorse for the newly deceased human sprawled on the floor. The presence of a girl awoken the boy who seemed to be in a trance.

"Kagura it's alright now, you could finally have your freedom now." Sesshomaru extended his hands out for Kagura to launch herself towards his chest. But Kagura remained where she was, crutched on the ground.

Terror brewed hovering around the poor girl undecided on trusting her friend or not. The blood on his clothing was more than plenty to make her decision for. Shivering at the sight of the blood soaked Sesshomaru, her legs hesitantly moved her body in the opposite direction, crawling farther and farther away from the monotone boy.

"Nana ga…Kagura?" Concerned flashed into his stolidly glazed golden hue eyes.

The weary, confused eyes of the seven year old girl, stiffened at the emotion in her friend's eyes. Her heart and mind fought for control over what was right and wrong, but in the end…her heart won over her decision. Tears brimmed on the edge of her eyes, as she forgot about the fear that tugged at her heart earlier, and embraced him. The prince froze from Kagura's displays of emotions one right after the other, but nonetheless, rested his uneasiness aside to solace his friend.

However outside, a massive storm occupied the night sky. Tempestuous winds, collided with the wooden home or shack from the looks of it, giving the scene a visualized image of a kid trying to knock down a set of dominos…or more like…battered and worn down dominos. The darken skies foretold of a rain storm was heading their way. Although, it wasn't just any normal shower Edo would endure, no. It was a hurricane. And a mighty one at that.

The thunder rumbled from above, deafening all that had possessed ears. Claps of lightening, struck across the darken and dank clouds. Every so often, some manage to break free of the upward atmosphere, smiting the very soil tainted by human production. The scent of smoke lingered in the village, as scared neighbor's scattered from their homes that were struck by thunderbolts. An uproar arose as families tried to desperately put out the flames licking at their houses in a hungry fashion. A hectic and an inevitable hurricane, made many assume would be the demolition of the peaceful town of Edo.

Roaring of the fierce storm brought the two back to their senses and the predicament they were facing.

"Looks like a nasty storm is here. Come on Kagura. Take your sister and let's get out of here."

"Right." Kagura said as she went to retrieve her sister. But little did they know that destiny was fating the two to split apart.

A strike of lighting managed to hit their home causing it to shake uncontrollably. Orange-yellowish flames immediately wasted no time in decorating their roof, scorching their home with a hellish embrace. Beams that supported the small abode fell in all directions as well as burning lumber in large chunks of wood. In seconds, the entire place was surrounded by smothering puffs of black smoke.

"Kanna!" Kagura hollered into the blacken, humid, room that had served as their home. Soft coughing of a small child could be heard from the left of her. "Kanna!" Kagura shouted, ecstatic that her sister was fine and unharmed. Alas, the girl wouldn't realize what sort of situation her sister was in once she reached her.

Upon nearing her sibling, she gasped at what her eyes saw. Underneath piles of rubble, laid her sister's body, shaking in violent coughing fits from the smoke's fumes. Fire surrounded her where she laid. A hand was extended towards Kagura's arrival, pleading to be saved from this hellish domain.

"Si…ster." Kanna's prosaic voice brought her sister to tears and fits of rage.

"Shh…don't speak. I just need to get this off of you." She murmured to her sister that sounded more so to reassure herself than anything. Taking a few steps back, she ran towards the flames and jumped into the midst of circle's fire. Heaving large amounts of timber from her sister, the flames around them began to inch closer and closer by each passing second.

Twenty minutes pass by like sand in a hour glass as the thick clouds finally took its effect on Kagura making her cough rapidly. Kanna's coughing soon subsided as her breathing began to waver and the wheezing then replaced her violent coughs. The low breathing made her ignore the heaviness of exhaustion, threatening her very soul, as she was determined to rescue her sister from the clutches of death.

"Kagura, Kanna!" Sesshomaru shouted from the other side of the home. The smoke too, cause him coughing as well as the intoxicating smell. One sleeve covered his face as he voyaged farther in. He waited in the doorway for them to show up and after a long period of twenty minutes, he knew something wasn't right. Going farther into the smoky weather, the odor was thoroughly offensive to Sesshomaru's advanced sense of smell but nonetheless, that didn't have him turn around and pretend they were a figment of his imagination, no. They were his friends and he refused to lose them, not now.

Golden eyes blinked several times from the burning sensation in the polluted air. Droplets of tears formed from his pupils, cascaded down his visage. He tried not to rub his eyes knowing full well it would only have made it worse, no matter how irritating the pain they endured, he paid no heed to them as he used them to see through the smoke for his friends. Searching in every nook and cranny of the home, his eyes roamed to strange mountain of wood he failed to notice earlier and stood stiffen in his place. There in the center of the inferno, was the crutched form of Kagura. She appeared to be trying to pull something out of the pile of wood. It didn't take an expert to know what it was as Sesshomaru too leaped into the circle to somehow find a way to help his friend.

"Kagura what's wrong?"

Kagura cocked her head slightly to see who it was, before she turned back to the wreckage. "It's Kanna. She's buried underneath the wood." Without another word uttered, she began to once again pull on her sister's unconscious body. Her stamina drained from her every time she exserted herself into successfully trying to remove her sister from the rubble. Dizziness consumed the child, before the world around her grew black behind her eyelids.

Sesshomaru's visage twisted from nervousness into horror seeing not one but both girls unconscious and he being their only aid. Toiling vigorously, a hand from the dark atmosphere, pulled him away from the wreckage. Surprised by the sudden gesture and even more shocked that whomever, was tugging him to safety didn't bother with the girls. Biting on the person's arm, the person hissed from the new injury, though that didn't make them release their hold on Sesshomaru.

"Let go! I need to go help my friends!" The seven year old shouted and pleaded to go back and rescue Kagura and Kanna. Still…whoever it was, didn't hesitate in decision, proceeding to what was the remains of the front door.

Bolts of yellow lighting from the ominous sky, temporarily blinded the young prince from his eyes currently adjusting to the new scenery. When he came to, he was alarmed at the sight before him. The home he was in just a few seconds ago, was enveloped in orange flames. No sound of life could be heard that even his demotic hearing couldn't pick up.

Tears swelled his eyes. 'No, Kanna…Kagura.' Shifting his body around to see who dared to bring him out of the inferno, his eyes widen shock.

The person who held him, was clad in a beautiful off white silk Yakata, decked with the toughest armor across the lands. A red obi was tied securely over his yakata. On his attire between his shoulder and shoulder bone, held an emblem of a dog demon sewn into the cloth. On his left hip, he possessed three different swords, each different in appearances. It seemed this man was of royalty, for he to wear such an elegant garb. And finally peering into his face, he held authority and power in his piercing golden eyes identical to youths, along with identical features such as two pairs of purple stripes on both cheeks that brought color to his pale complexion as well as a blue crescent moon on the center of his forehead, topping it off with a long mane of silver moonlight colored hair tied in a long ponytail reaching past his back.

"Father?" Sesshomaru mouthed as his father stared at his son.

"Son, what were you hoping to accomplish in that building? To be scorched to death!" His words were although stern, held anger within them that Sesshomaru was all to aware of.

"Father please allow me back in there. I need to help my friends before it's too lat-"

"It is too late Sesshomaru." Inutashio said, interrupting his son. He sighed at his son's rebellion, almost admiring it. Closing his eyes, his mind went back to his usual, strict self. "Have you forgot, what blood is coursing through your veins? Have you forgot your place in society? You are the prince to all Inuyoukai in the land. This "help" isn't charity you should be involved in. Come, let's get back to the ball you deliberately abandoned and rid of that blood as well. I suppose it was Naraku's. Arigato, I'm proud you finished off that nescience for me.

Sesshomaru's tiny fists shook with riled up aggravation hearing his father's commend. He despised his rank as prince and held hatred towards duty and protecting his country when he was merely a boy of the age of seven. He couldn't stand to be left alone in this world if there was nothing worth living for. "No!" He gritted through his teeth, empathizing his dislike of departing.

Inutashio halted in his steps a bit shocked. Never before had Sesshomaru raised his voice to his father. Sure they had many quarrels in the past, but not once had he spoke to him in such angst, it torn the old Inupapa into distraught. Averting his eyes to his son, he slowly approached Sesshomaru, stopping right in front of him. His gold eyes glimmered with fury as he lifted his hand.

Slap

Sesshomaru stumbled backwards before he steadied himself firmly with his demotic reflexes. Cupping his now red cheek, he looked up at his father in confusion. 'Why…why won't you let me save them father? Why?' Shaking his inquiring thoughts aside. He made a dash for the torched shell of a home when he was blocked by his father restraining him to go closer.

"No, father! Let me go! Please! I have to save Kagura! Please!" His cries of anguish ripped at Inupapa's old heart more as he held Sesshomaru in a tenacious hold. Bowing his head, he didn't know how much longer would it be before his heart would completely tear in two. His lips hovered over Sesshomaru's ear as he whispered his apology.

"Gomen…my son…but I can not have you sacrifice yourself for a mortal girl. Your life's more precious to me than my own." Prideful as Inutashio was, he at least released but a single tear fall from his eyes. He knew his son had strong feelings for the mortal girl, but he couldn't have him recklessly kill himself, ie, he was far too young to die.

An explosion erupted from the hut as shards of debris flew off in separate directions. People scattered in fright as they dodged the flaming shards. Some unfortunately weren't so lucky. The remaining fire was soon put thin gray smoke as the rain finally pelted the ground in huge, cool, refreshing amounts.

The barrier around Inutashio and Sesshomaru vanished as Inutashio had seized his son tightly for him not to run towards the dieing flames. The struggling attempts for freedom only but made him feel worse. His son's cries then grew louder as he crumbled to the ground. Releasing his son, he listened to his words. Soft mutters of "No," repeated simultaneously from his lips each becoming easier and clearer to comprehend.

Flashes of light shadowed the child pummeling the ground in a relentless action. "Damn rain! Why couldn't you come sooner, WHY?" He shouted to cloudy sky for an answer only to not receive one. Curling himself into a ball, he tried to find comfort in holding himself. But sadly, it wasn't enough to sooth him from the tragedy that happened. Shivering from the cold droplets, he suddenly felt the warmth of his father's boa around him as well as his strong arms. Relaxing in his new position, he soon succumbed to sleep thus drifted off into fantasyland.

Smirking at Sesshomaru's sleeping form, he transformed into a ball of light, carrying his son in his boa. 'Sesshomaru I will never allow you to suffer from torment ever again.' Casting a downward glance at the sleeping seven year old, he contemplated to never allowing his son to ever visit the village again. The castle soon loomed in front of them as he then transformed back into his humanoid form, entering the manorial gate and into the recesses where Sesshomaru would remain isolated from the human world for many years. And also…his developed intolerance to the human race and rain whenever their was a shower.

However…what they both didn't know that Kagura and Kanna were thankfully, rescued from a tribe of fox demons who stumbled upon their scent doing their escape from the hellish destruction of their homes. Therefore, the girls were raised by the fox demons until the ripen age of adulthood, when they moved back to Edo with families of their very own.

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Well I hope you enjoyed it considering how short this chapter is. I'll try to make the next one longer, I'll try to promise.

The chapter to be looking out for is, "Sesshomaru's new guest."

I hope you like this chapter and please review this story please! Ja'ne!