They found themselves watching Sesshomaru again, this time when he was around twelve years old. The group of friends had witnessed several segments of their silver haired classmate's childhood. They got to know how his life was in his palace when he was the prince of the Western Lands. He had been a very lonely child indeed, which explained his attitude towards people. They watched the hard training his parents pushed him through and all the traveling around his clan's territory with his father. But even with all the things they had learned about Sesshomaru, just two of them surprised them the most. The entire group, especially Tsukune, was amazed by the golden eyed Daiyoukai's father's kind feelings towards humanity; he had mentioned several times about the great heart and the amazing power the humans possessed. Sesshomaru just listened closely, like he always did when his father spoke to him, but he never showed any sign of sharing that particular opinion with the Demon Lord. To be fair, not even one of the teen viewers had ever thought about the power of humans before, but now Inu no Taisho's comment kept echoing inside their minds.

'Even without any especial ability, humans have managed to survive all this time since their birth in this world. They have faced all kind of disasters, the force of nature and even us, demons,' the great youkai had said, 'and they have survived by helping each other, trying to find peace in this chaotic life. If we demons could be at least half as kindhearted as they are, this world would be a much better place, where we could live peacefully alongside them.'

Tsukune thought he couldn't be more right, and that was exactly what he and his friends were fighting for; a world where humans and ayashi could live together as one. The other thing that called for their attention was the close relation Sesshomaru had with his friend, Saiten. Even though they had watched just a few scenes of the two youkai boys, the teenagers could tell that they were almost like brothers. They spent together all the time they could, practicing their combat skills, playing or simply chatting, which proved to be very hard.

Sesshomaru was waiting at the top of a hill for his best and only friend to appear; and his friend did a few minutes later. Both children were now taller than in the previous visions and showed a few changes that marked their way towards adulthood. They both had lost their childish faces and wore now lightly hardened features. Their bodies were more muscular now too, but not yet as much as grown up youkai. Human boys needed at least a couple more years to look like that, but demons that were destined to possess high physical strength and usually tended to develop their muscles at a younger age. Sesshomaru arched his brows at the sight of his friend; he was injured. It was nothing to be truly worried about, though, just a few bruises and a couple of cuts on his face.

"Training?" The silver haired demon asked. Now that they were older, their training was getting harder, so it was nothing new to see Saiten with some wounds on him. The black haired boy nodded. He looked a little tired, and the fresh blood pouring from the cuts on his forehead and cheek showed him that his training session had just ended.

"A very tough session," the older demon added, "I came as soon as it ended, though." Sesshomaru furrowed his brows; even though tardiness really annoyed him, he cared about his friend more. The silver haired boy decided that Saiten should have had tended his wounds before meeting him, even if his wounds were next to nothing.

"Good. You better train hard if you want to become my right hand once I assume the position of Lord of the Western Lands," Sesshomaru said, ignoring his worries and making Saiten to chuckle; they were still from a race of prideful youkai. That was an idea the silver haired demon had been having for some time now. "Who was the one that did that to you?" Sesshomaru asked, guessing the identity of that person. Saiten, knowing that it was impossible to lie to him, prepared to be scolded.

"Haru," the black haired boy answered. Sesshomaru sighed, shaking his head.

"Again?" He asked, "you know very well that he is stronger than you for know. His adult youki has already awakened; even I would have a hard time in a fight against him now." Haru, a middle class Inu youkai, was the oldest of the pups of their generation, but he was still considered a pup because he hadn't had his first mate yet, both Sesshomaru and Saiten thought that he would be like that for some time. Haru wasn't very good looking so no female his age would even look at him, and since he was just sixteen, no adult woman would even think of becoming his mate either. Being an Inu youkai, the sexual initiation formed a very important part of their life and marked the step to adulthood. "Were you trying to impress Kazami again?" Saiten arched his brows and blushed lightly, looking away.

"No, she had nothing to do with it," he obviously lied, "I know she really is a very beautiful girl, but she still isn't of age yet." By that he meant that she didn't emit the pheromones that alerted the males about her disposal to mate. Sesshomaru arched an eyebrow, they were still too young to be thinking about that, but he decided to play along with his friend.

"Is that why you are not even able to speak to her?" He asked, suppressing a laugh. Saiten blushed redder, turning rapidly to look at his friend.

"What are you talking about?" Sesshomaru half smiled at him.

"Well, I have seen you speaking with all the rest of the girls, but in the instant Kazami shows up, you paralyze completely," the silver haired demon explained. The viewers smiled; they were actually seeing Sesshomaru making fun of someone. He was there, in front of them, joking with a friend. "Then you start talking nonsense… when you don't stammer that is, and finally you find any excuse to escape from her." Saiten's mouth was wide open, and his face was as red as a tomato.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about, Sesshomaru," the dark haired boy said, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away. The golden eyed child smiled.

"I'm just saying that if you like Kazami you should just talk to her directly," Sesshomaru opined. Saiten looked back at him again.

"What are you saying? I never said I liked her!" Saiten exclaimed. Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Then I think it wouldn't bother you if I start to talk to her, right?" Sesshomaru guessed, hiding a smile. Saiten widened his eyes and trembled visibly. "I mean, she is beautiful and I bet she will become a good mate," the dark haired demon looked confused, unable to decide what to say. "Yes, I think I will start to court her from now on. She will reach maturity around the same time I will. Fine, it is decided then."

"Wait!" Saiten shouted, Sesshomaru smiled and turned to look at him, "alright, you win. I do like her." Sesshomaru laughed.

"Of course you do!" He said, teasing his friend.

"So please stay away from her. If you start courting her I won't have a chance with her," Saiten pleaded, looking down. Sesshomaru looked back at him with curiosity. "Come on, Sesshomaru; at least half of the girls in our clan would love to mate with you; several of the females I talk to usually just ask me questions about you. Even some of the adults go around whispering about their intentions to do the same."

The silver haired boy arched his brows; he wasn't totally aware of that. Of course he sensed the intentions of the females as he passed by them while walking around the palace's grounds, but that lustful smell was always mixed with the ones of fear and respect, and since almost every other child around his age wasn't willing to talk to him he just didn't have a way to know that the lust came from such a high number of females. Even though he was still a kid he knew at an instinct level what sexual intercourse was about and all the pleasure it carried but, as a child, he wasn't interested in it just yet. Nevertheless, what his friend had just told him made him feel even more proud about himself.

For two particular girls in the group of viewers it wasn't a pleasant new, though. Tsukune, Moka, Kurumu, Mizore, Totosai, Yukari and Ruby turned around to look at Kokoa as her youki flared furiously. They flinched as the most forced smiled they had seen in their entire lives formed on the redheaded vampire's face.

"Well, you'd expect that from Sesshomaru-sama," Kokoa said, feigning pride of the silver haired Daiyoukai. The other girls chuckled lightly.

"Kokoa, it's not a big deal; that happened hundreds of years ago," Moka tried to clam her sister down. The redheaded vampire thought about it and suddenly imagined how many women could have shared Sesshomaru's bed, and that only made her angrier. Her youki flared furiously as killing intent surrounded the group of friends. Moka saw that she had only made it worse and turned to her older sister. "Kallen-nee-san, you think I'm right, don't you?"

Kallen's face wasn't any different from Kokoa's. Her youki wasn't flaring, though, but her eyes showed her disposition to kill. Her hands were closed tightly and her jaw was tensed. The lavender haired vampire turned her head towards her sister, who shielded herself behind Tsukune, who trembled visibly.

"But of course you're right, Moka," Kallen said, smiling forcefully. She knew she shouldn't be jealous about Sesshomaru's former mates, but just like Kokoa, she couldn't just let it pass after thinking that Sesshomaru was more than five hundred years old and imagining how many mates he could have had in all that time. Even the rest of the girls of the group were thinking about that; a prince of an entire clan, handsome and powerful, someone who could have any woman he wanted. Tsukune noted the blushed faces of his female friends and sweat dropped.

'Just what are they thinking?' The human asked himself. A dark chuckle made him turn around.

"Well, as fun as this is, it is nothing I don't know about Sesshomaru-sama," Mikogami said. Tsukune arched his brows as the white dressed form began to disappear. "I'll be going now; Lillith will let me know if something dangerous happens."

"What an irresponsible headmaster he is, desu," Yukari opined.

"Well, let us leave that aside," Sesshomaru said, turning around and walking to put some distance between him and his friend. The viewers focused back on the boys again. "If you want to impress Kazami by defeating Haru, you need to train harder and increase your power." The silver haired boy smiled, raising his right hand and cracking his fingers. Saiten smiled too and curved his own fingers, ready to attack. They used to fight all the time, with Sesshomaru restraining his own abilities all the time. Unlike Saiten, he was the son of the most powerful Inu youkai of the region; therefore Sesshomaru carried the purest and finest genes within him, genes that conceded him great powers.

"Well said," the black haired kid responded. Sesshomaru formed a serious expression on his face; if he wanted to help his friend to become stronger, he would have to fight seriously. The group of viewers tensed as they saw that face; it was an exact replica of his serious adult face.

"Then let us begin," Sesshomaru said. He charged at top speed, appearing in front of Saiten in a blink of an eye. Nevertheless, even Tsukune had been able to follow his movements, but he thought that he wouldn't have been able to stop them. It was still very impressive for a boy of Yukari's age. The silver haired kid threw a punch, aiming for Saiten's face, which blocked the attack a few inches from his nose. Sesshomaru moved Saiten's hand away and threw another punch, making Saiten use his other hand to block the attack.

Saiten was a little taller and sturdier, but Sesshomaru held his ground with no excessive effort; he was even pushing his friend back. The silver haired boy arched back and lifted Saiten from the ground, spinning him around and throwing him away. The black haired child twisted in midair and landed on his feet, just to find Sesshomaru running towards him at top speed. The Daiyoukai swung his claws down, missing his target, Saiten, as he leaped back to dodge the attack. Sesshomaru's claws impacted against the soil and created a crater, lifting a cloud of dirt.

A silver flash came out of the powder, charging against Saiten as he landed a few meters away. Sesshomaru punched Saiten in the gut, sending him back and onto the ground.

"Come on, you will not be able to defeat Haru if you don't attack," Sesshomaru said. Saiten furrowed his brows as he stood; cracking his fingers, and then charged. A lot slower than Sesshomaru, the dark haired boy reached his opponent and swung his claws. The silver haired demon caught Saiten's wrist and stopped his attack, then blocked a punch directed towards chest before spinning around to lift one of his legs and send a round kick against Saiten's head, which dodged the attack. Saiten pushed Sesshomaru back and threw a punch towards his chest, but the golden eyed demon moved to the side and dodged it before charging and delivering a knee against Saiten's stomach.

"He's really good to be only twelve," Kallen observed. She herself had been that good at that age, like her sisters Kahlua and Moka. She hadn't watch Kokoa fighting so she couldn't tell how good she was. "Saiten is not that bad either."

"Yeah, maybe someone that age could learn something from him," Kurumu said, side looking at Yukari. The young witch looked back at the blue haired Succubus, with a vain throbbing on her forehead.

"And who would be that someone?" She asked. Kurumu just ignored her and focused on the fight again. Sesshomaru and Saiten were separated by a few meters and stared at each other.

"A little better," Sesshomaru granted, smiling. Saiten smiled too.

"But there's still a long way to go," the black haired demon said. A flash of light changed the scene, transporting the viewers towards a place of absolute darkness. That was how things were working; at first, memories were replaced instantly, but now, it took a little time for a new memory to appear after a previous one faded.

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The silver haired Demon Lord watched as the memory of his training session with Saiten faded and prepared himself for the battle. He was floating around the darkness where his father had left him, but he still detected the black dog as it approached him. Every time a memory was showed and it finished, a dog shaped shadow would appear and attack him. The first ones were really easy to deal with, but as more memories were shown, the shadows that appeared after them would get stronger. The big shadow moved around him, growling; it reminded him of the hell hounds that took Rin and Kohaku into the Meidou Zangetsuha when they went to visit his mother at the palace. With a growl, the shadow charged against him, forcing him to leap back to avoid his sharp fangs. Even though he couldn't see it, using his youki to measure it he could know its size, shape, movements and power. Sesshomaru cracked his fingers and flashed down, waving his claws. The shadow dissolved into black mist, dodging his attack, and condensed to gain his dog form again, attacking him from behind. Sesshomaru leaped again, rolling back, and dodged the attack before flashing down again, waving his energy whip against the foe. The big dog dodged the attack and charged, ready to eat its prey. Sesshomaru, however, didn't retreat and charged too. Claws crashed against fangs, filling the environment with a metal-against-metal sound repeatedly. The shadow waved his paw against Sesshomaru, who finally found an opening and tore the dark dog's throat with his claws. It certainly would have been easier for him to just eliminate that shadow with Bakusaiga, which rested on his hip, or so it seemed, but in reality, he just couldn't use his sword. A few shadows back, he had gotten tired of fighting against one persistent dark dog and decided to end that fight rapidly, but when he had grabbed Bakusaiga's hilt, he discovered that its blade was missing.

Sesshomaru looked down at the hilt of his sword, which was stuck inside the sword's scabbard and surrounded by the white, silk cover Kallen had given to him as a Christmas present. Where was the blade? Sesshomaru furrowed his brows and looked forward as a new memory appeared around him.

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Meanwhile, a white clothed man with glowing eyes walked around the buildings of the academy, placing special offudas on the ground that surrounded it. He had just ordered all the students to go back to their rooms and stay inside them, and as he waited for all of them to do as he said, he placed a Kekkai around the gymnasium and the pool. Then, after making sure that no one was inside the main building of the school, he did the same there.

Mikogami walked towards the females' dorm once all the girls were inside and placed a Kekkai around it too, making the same with the males' dorms.

"What is all of this, Headmaster?" A woman, Kagome Ririko, asked him. All the teachers were there, looking at the white dressed man with curious expressions. The chairman looked at Ririko and smiled evilly, sending a shiver down her spine.

"There's something very big coming," the headmaster said, chuckling evilly, "this is just a precaution. Now, if you don't want to get involved in this, you better go and hide inside the teacher's building, I'll erect a Kekkai there soon."

The teachers furrowed their brows. Even though Mikogami always seemed to laugh at everything, they knew very well when to listen to him. Something very big was coming…