Not Safe Here
Sesshomaru looked down at the girl he was carrying in his arms. Jessa had yet to wake up completely. She would drift along the fine line between consciousness and deep sleep, but she was not back to herself. Sesshomaru did get to speak with her for a little bit, and she had asked him what happened, but he refused to tell her too much. She had danced in front of death's path and narrowly missed it. She ceased breathing a few more times afterwards and Sesshomaru even had Tenseiga at the ready, but she made it through the night.
"Mmm…I smell charcoal." Jessa murmured in her sleep. Sesshomaru glanced down at her momentarily before looking back up to watch where he was going.
"My lord, you're back! Oh, what happened to Jessa?" Rin asked when the demon lord appeared.
"She is tired, Rin." Sesshomaru answered, kneeling down and gently placing Jessa on the soft ground, half covered in shade from the tree.
"Superfreak…ahh, dude, I need my iPod so I can listen to Rick James," Jessa yawned as she sat up, tilting her head to the side when she spotted the iPod hanging from the dragon's saddle. Rin grabbed it and brought it over to Jessa, who thanked her and began fiddling around with the device. Sesshomaru said nothing as he walked away. He could tell Jessa was out of it. She started the music and lay back down, falling back asleep.
"Was she even really awake just then?" Jaken asked his master, who stared at Jessa and then snorted.
"No." Sesshomaru answered.
"How do you know?" Jaken asked back.
"She usually says bitch…for absolutely no reason at all." Sesshomaru replied, flying away to make sure that Shana was gone for sure.
Jessa yawned as she actually woke up for real a little while later, frowning as she stared at her iPod.
"What the hell…Rick James?" Jessa asked, locking her iPod and slipping it into her pocket. She then froze when she remembered she still had the jewel shard that Naraku had given her and she was damn sure he didn't intend for her to keep it.
"Maybe I should hide it…I wonder if I can summon Spongebob…hm," Jessa said, sticking the shard back into the remote and staring at it, wondering what numbers summoned Spongebob.
"Twenty-four…no, twenty-five…wait, what if that summons a NASCAR driver? Then I'm screwed. Maybe it won't. Why am I talking to myself again? Because I keep answering myself. Duh. Quit doing that…why are you staring at me like that?" Jessa asked when she saw Rin and Jaken watching her with caution and curiosity.
"Well, you are talking to yourself," Jaken answered in a partial whisper.
"True…what if I can summon Pokémon by using their numbers? That'd be badass! Let's see, what number was Dragonite? Fuuuuuck." Jessa grumbled, unknowingly talking to herself once again as she tapped the remote on her head. She stopped her thoughts when Sesshomaru returned, landing on his feet lightly and soundlessly.
"You wouldn't dare summon that wench back after she left." Sesshomaru growled at Jessa, who looked up at him innocently.
"No, just Pikachu…or Dragonite." Jessa replied, knowing that Sesshomaru was now a lost little puppy. What the hell was she talking about? She didn't need protection now that Sesshomaru was back. She needed a companion though.
"I wonder," Jessa murmured as she stared at the remote, frowning when she saw the clawed hand take the remote from her.
"You will summon no one. I am here." Sesshomaru stated sternly.
"You ruin everything, dude." Jessa groaned, collapsing backwards and staring up into the clear blue sky, exhaling slowly. She picked at the grass, randomly throwing the blades in the air and continuing her breathing practices.
"Do you know what happens in the end? After the battle with Naraku?" Sesshomaru finally asked, staring up at the sky as well and letting out a slow breath.
"Yeah, do you want to know?" Jessa asked him back, looking at him as she rolled over onto her stomach. Sesshomaru closed his eyes as he shook his head in the negative a few times, saying nothing more. Jessa rested her chin on her arms and watched him for a few minutes, wondering what he was thinking about. He couldn't be thinking about battling all the time…could he? Jessa smiled when she realized her answer to her own question was "Fuck yeah he was." She saw the remote still clasped lightly in his hand and got an idea. She began slowly and quietly crawling over to him, reaching out for the remote. Her fingers twitched greedily as they grew steadily closer to the device, only for her entire body to freeze when Sesshomaru lifted his hand and placed the remote in his other hand.
"I can hear you clear as day." Sesshomaru stated with his eyes still closed.
"I can see your pretty eyeliner." Jessa retorted.
"What?"
"Nothing." Jessa said back quickly, smiling widely when Sesshomaru finally opened his eyes and stared at her suspiciously. She hid her smile with her hand and looked away, trying not to giggle and infuriate him more. The demon lord found himself unable to be angry with her anymore. Nothing he said or did made her shut up anyway. He was a big joke to her. He wasn't even her favorite character or one of the top all-time favorites.
Jessa yawned as she followed Sesshomaru on foot, occasionally kicking Jaken and calling him a few unnecessary names, just for the shits and giggles. She was trying to figure out how many days she had been stuck in this alternate dimension. Sesshomaru heard her talking under her breath, counting the days.
"Three days you have been here, making my life a living Hell." Sesshomaru finally stated, hearing Rin gasp. She rarely ever heard him curse or make such comments. It was so unlike him.
"Well, in eight days, you have ruined my life and almost took it away a few times, second only to God, who beat you by one day, so I guess we're even." Jessa retorted, stopping mentally when she realized something…school had started.
"Fuck! School! I'm going to be behind and my exams are in three weeks and I have to take the SAT and it's going to make or break me, holy biiiiiiiiiitch!" Jessa shouted all in one breath, finally taking a well-deserved one at the end of her outburst.
"Haha, you're funny." Rin giggled.
"This is not funny! Quit laughing at me!" Jessa whined, almost running into Sesshomaru, who had stopped walking. Jessa had always wondered how Jaken ran into him and she made fun of him…she now understood. She forgot the demon lord had existed for a few seconds and then he popped up abruptly.
"I don't see a turn signal," Jessa growled, wondering why he had stopped. She then followed his gaze and tilted her head with curiosity. She saw a boy with long white hair and dressed in red robes passed out on his back. He had a few scratches and bruises on his pale skin and from the looks of the craters and destroyed trees, he had gotten in a fight.
"Duuuuuude, Inuyasha got his ass kicked…typical." Jessa chirped humorously.
"Hmph." Sesshomaru huffed, walking away, but Jessa smiled when she caught a glimpse of his face when she said that…he was smirking again.
"I almost feel like a Mary Sue, I should stop…hey look…hm, do you think he'd wake up if I kicked him in the nuts?" Jessa asked, running up to the unconscious Inuyasha and poking him with a stick she had found.
"You can try. I won't stop you." Sesshomaru replied simply. Jessa prepared to just whip the boy in the chest with the stick, but as the stick came down, his clawed hand reached up and snatched the stick away as he jumped up, tossing the stick aside and cracking his knuckles.
"Yeah, I remember you," Inuyasha growled, obviously upset about a few things.
"I remember you too…where's Kinky Hoe, I mean, Kikyo?" Jessa asked spitefully, seeing the fire of rage sparking in his golden eyes.
"She's dead! Don't speak of her like that, or I'll rip your throat out!" Inuyasha barked back angrily. Jessa held up both hands calmly, smiling as she looked away for a moment.
"Chill your nuts hardcore, dude…I thought she was sleeping with Naraku? Hm, I must be mistaken." Jessa replied, as calm as can be, knowing Inuyasha just now sensed his older brother's presence. Sesshomaru was standing off to the side, watching the scene unfold with slight boredom.
"Yeah, I remember your mouth, too and I'm rolling my eyes at that statement." Inuyasha replied smoothly, crossing his arms and smirking arrogantly.
"I'll roll your whole head, bitch, don't even try to get smart with me like that." Jessa spat back.
"Oh really? Then do it!" Inuyasha yelled back, jumping at Jessa not to harm her, but to make a point, but he felt a fist slam into his face and send him flying into a tree. Inuyasha slowly got to his feet, rubbing his cheek while scowling at his older brother, who was standing next to Jessa, lowering his fist and staring back blankly.
"You will not touch her." Sesshomaru stated sternly.
"You know, if you give me that remote, I could totally whip his ass for you," Jessa offered. She was answered with complete silence. Not even a glare over the shoulder. He totally ignored her. Jessa rolled her eyes and let out a quiet groan of protest. He was extremely hard to sway now that they were in his world and his lands.
"She's a human. Why do you care for her?" Inuyasha asked curiously.
"It matters not her blood, it is the information she knows." Sesshomaru replied carelessly.
"At least he likes me for my brain…maybe if I had bigger tits," Jessa said under her breath. Sesshomaru finally turned and glared at her icily.
"Do not start that again." Sesshomaru growled at her.
"Start what?" Jessa asked.
"You know what I'm talking about, now be silent." He said back strictly.
"Haha, you're insane, I don't know what the hell you're talking about." Jessa giggled, now remembering their little argument about Kagura.
"Whatever. I'm out of here." Inuyasha grumbled, turning around to leave.
"Two, four, six, eight! You suck! I'm great! La da, la da, la da!" Jessa taunted as she danced in place, laughing when Inuyasha cursed her a few times before jumping away. She stopped dancing when Sesshomaru turned to her, staring at her seriously.
"I suspect Naraku will be wanting his shard back anytime. What will you do when that happens and I'm not there?" Sesshomaru asked Jessa, who crossed her arms and smirked.
"Well, give me the remote and I'll show you,"
"Answer me."
"I would summon the Army of Anubis to kick his ass, duh." Jessa chirped, as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. She knew Sesshomaru was being serious and she couldn't be serious unless something was happening to her. It was one of her many flaws as a person. Sesshomaru reached into the front of his robes, guarded by the armor and pulled out the remote, handing it to her.
"Ew, it touched you." Jessa whined, holding the remote out away from her body and with two fingers.
"Heh, that's bad?" he asked her.
"I guess as long as you didn't hide it in your pants," she exhaled, placing the remote in her pocket and following him.
Jessa whistled a happy tune as she sat against the only tree in the field of flowers. Rin was skipping about the field, singing songs and picking random flowers and making a bouquet. The two-headed dragon demon was not too far away with Jaken guiding him. Jessa then began singing words under her breath, dancing a bit in place as the boredom took over.
"I got a feeling, that tonight's going to be a good night, that tonight's going to be a good night, that tonight's going to be a good, good niiiiiight…and of course this uncle fucker has to ruin everything." Jessa stopped when she saw the familiar dark clouds quickly moving their way. She pulled out the remote and groaned when she realized that she needed a special combination of numbers to summon people. She already checked Satan's number off, seeing as it didn't even summon him. It summoned someone worse.
"Oh Jessa, I want my shard back," Naraku said, landing in the field a few yards away. Jessa watched as the flowers around him died instantly, leaving a circle of lifeless ground around him.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, hold on," Jessa sighed, deciding just to give it to him, but then another number hit her.
"Three…zero…three…3OH!3, son! Pleeeeeease send me someone!" Jessa begged as she pressed the numbers and watched as the flash of a brilliant green light appeared. Before her stood two, tall figures in black cloaks. One, who was taller than Shaq, wielded a seven-pronged sword which made Tetsusaiga look like a little bitch in size. The shorter, but still tall, figure held two chained fighting blades in his hand.
"Whoa…dude, that acid was straight trippin'! Oh, hi…who is she?" the tall, green one asked, poking Jessa in the chest boldly. The other man turned around and looked at Jessa with his leafy green, cat-like eyes.
"Um…I don't know, she's kind of cute…I've banged uglier…yeah…I'd totally bang her." He said, shaking his brownish-blonde hair from his tanned face. The green one chuckled as he poked Jessa again.
"So, I'm Ryu," he said.
"And I'm Simha," the tan one chirped. They both struck odd poses before speaking again.
"And we're…going to kick YOUR ass!" they shouted together, pointing at Naraku, who was looking at them with a face that said, "Are you fucking with me or is this for real?"
"Yeah, that'd be nice," Jessa chirped with a smile.
"Yeah…I'd bang you." Simha said as he heard Ryu snort obnoxiously.
"Haha, not with that pose you won't, sweetheart! Haha, you're so gay!" Ryu laughed tauntingly.
"Yeah, I thought you'd like it, baby, now, can we get to the ass kicking?"
"I'm sorry, did you say you liked it up the ass?"
"Ryu, just go smash that asshole!" Simha barked.
"Bahahaha! No way dude, I am not like that! Hahaha!" Ryu laughed spitefully as he flew after Naraku, who summoned his barrier and smirked arrogantly. Ryu let out a roar as he leapt in the air, swinging his giant blade down onto the barrier. Naraku watched with utter shock as the pure blunt force smashed his barrier. He was then plowed into the ground with vigor, hearing the celebrating dragon demon shouting at him.
"Wooooooo! Man, you think you can come up in my house and rough up my girl? Yo ass must be crazy!" Ryu hollered, turning around and calmly walking back to Jessa, who was currently trying to avoid Simha's aggressive advances.
"Sooooo…want me to put you at the top of my To-Do list?" Simha asked with a charming smile.
"Not really, no." Jessa said back nervously.
"Dude, quit being creepy." Ryu said to his friend, who looked back and quickly pushed Jessa out of the way, helping her dodge fatal attacks from the tentacles of flesh. Ryu sliced some off with his blade, letting Simha use his chained blades for more widespread damage.
"Wooo! Wooooo! Wooooooo! Hahaha, shit, this is nothing!" Simha laughed arrogantly, his fast reflexes and strong-arm movements causing the chained blades to sweep across a large range, clearing the field of Naraku's disgusting flesh.
"I am going to get that shard! Don't interfere!" Naraku barked as he flew after Jessa, seeing a wide opening. Ryu dove at Naraku and swung his blade, slicing the demon man in half, only to get caught up in more tentacles and poisonous gas.
"Get away from here! Hurry!" Simha beckoned to Jaken and Rin, clearing a path for them to safety and hoping they would go further.
"Whoa, dude, whoa! Ahh! Shit!" Ryu squawked hopelessly as he chopped, sliced and cut the tentacles away from him, but they kept coming, replacing the fallen ones with double the amount.
"I'm coming!" Simha called out, holding his blades in his hand for more close-range attacks. Ryu grunted as he twisted, jumped and ducked tentacles while simultaneously slashing away at them. He saw Naraku's anger flare with each miss and was determined to hit the green dragon demon at all costs. Ryu dodged a few more, closing in on Naraku's floating head and swinging away like his very life depended on it. He felt his blade connect with a powerful thud, smirking as he jumped away.
"C-C-C-C-C-Combo breakerrrrrrr!" Ryu cheered lamely as Naraku's pieces reformed. Simha joined his partner-in-crime and groaned.
"We can't do this forever, dude," Simha exhaled with annoyance when the spider was fully-recovered, smirking at them with malice and crimson red eyes flared with realization of their inability to kill him. Break his barrier? Fine. Cut him up? Fine. Kill him? Not a chance.
"Who did you summon this time?" A familiar, icy voice asked. As icy and angry as the voice sounded, it brought Jessa immediate comfort. Naraku would never fuck with Sesshomaru for too long. He always ran off.
"Uh, Ryu and Simha, this is…yeah, we all know each other," Jessa gave up when the two demon men glared back at Sesshomaru suspiciously.
"Send them back. Naraku is my prey." Sesshomaru ordered. Jessa giggled in response.
"If I knew how, I would." She replied, staring at the remote.
"Oh, that's simple, just press the button that says 'last' on it. It usually takes you back to the last channel, but yeah," Ryu said to Jessa, who blinked.
"Why didn't I think of that? Ok, if it doesn't work, I'm really sorry." Jessa said.
"It will. Bye." Ryu chirped as he and Simha were sent back to where they originally came from. Jessa felt a hand grasp her arm and pull her into the air. Sesshomaru let out a small breath when the teen girl immediately grasped onto him, burying her face into his chest and whimpering slightly.
"How utterly sweet. Love…a disgusting union indeed." Naraku chuckled as he hovered slightly below Sesshomaru from an angle. Sesshomaru had his sword drawn in one hand and the other giving Jessa support around her lower back.
"Attacking helpless women…can you sink any lower, Naraku?" Sesshomaru asked with boredom gilding his tone. He was mainly waiting for Jessa to calm down and loosen her arms from his neck.
"He's killed little kids," Jessa whispered, finally loosening her hold.
"I shall sever whatever ties you have together and take back what is mine and Jessa…don't expect to see the light of day ever again." Naraku stated with slight anger as he prepared his attack. Sesshomaru held his sword out and glared.
"Make no promises you cannot keep. Your death will be swift, fortunately for you." Sesshomaru said back. He saw the tentacles and waved his sword, destroying them and keeping them from forming back with Naraku, who was mainly aiming for Jessa with his attacks. The demon lord was easily fending them off, but he knew it could last only for so long. He made a final explosive attack before escaping into the dark forest, sunset almost nighttime. He placed the teen girl on her feet and stepped back, catching her confused stare with his.
"Sesshomaru, what's wrong? You never run from a fight." Jessa asked, her voice soft and innocent. Sesshomaru stared back at her and frowned.
"I'm going back to fight him…after you are back home in your world." Sesshomaru said, taking the remote from the girl. He took the jewel shard out and saw the mysterious button appear.
"No, no, wait! Don't! I can tell you how to kill him! Where he'll be and what will happen!" Jessa insisted, holding her hands out to try and stop him.
"I do not wish to know. They will play out in the way they are supposed to. You're not meant to be here. You need to go back."
"But…I don't feel like it's time for me to go! It feels wrong, don't do it, not yet," Jessa begged, her voice now softened again.
"You are not safe here. You need to go back now."
"Sesshomaru,"
"Now. Go back now, Jessa."
"But, you'll…I don't want to."
"I will be fine. Go." Sesshomaru ordered, his voice only slightly gentle. Jessa let out a long breath when she aimed the remote at herself, feeling the tears stinging her eyes. She closed her eyes and pressed the button, seeing the white flash through her eyelids.
Jessa immediately snapped away from her deep sleep, sitting up from her bed suddenly as she looked around, breathing heavily. She looked around her room and frowned, wondering if what had just happened was real or not? She remembered Sesshomaru telling her to go back home and that was what she last remembered. Jessa felt the tears again, her heading jerking towards her door when it opened.
"Jessa, you've missed another day of school. You've been sleeping and mindlessly walking around here for two days now. It's like you're on autopilot." Her mother said with annoyance, walking into her daughter's room and picking up a few shirts from the floor. Jessa blinked as she looked down, still trying to figure out what had happened. Was it just a dream?
"Jessa, what's wrong, dear?" her mother asked soothingly when she saw her daughter crying sadly.
"I'm so confused," Jessa whispered, rubbing her face softly. She looked at her arms, wishing she had been scratched or bruised…something to let her know it was real…that she wasn't crazy…that she wasn't sad over losing a cartoon demon friend/asshole.
"I'll make you breakfast," her mother said, walking out of her room swiftly. Jessa coughed and stood up out of bed, putting her glasses on and looking up.
"It was just a really realistic dream…I'm not schizo." She chanted to herself.
"Jessa, do you know what happened to my vicodin?"
"No, Mom." Jessa answered, knowing that she took it. But was that part of the dream? Or was it real? What about the rest of her Spring Break? Was she seriously off her rocker that much?
"Damn, I feel like someone died." Jessa groaned.