Still no reviews. Come on, this is my best fic yet! Why will no one read it? I miss my faithful readers…turns out they're not so faithful after all…but I shall still read their stories, and be a faithful reviewer to them! I have loyalty! I just wish some people were loyal to me…
Disclaimer: Um, I don't own InuYasha. But Kishitaro is all mine, along with the other two mysterious characters. I haven't decided if I'm going to give names or not yet.
"I've found him, dear sister," a cruel, quiet voice said. The speaker was a tall, slender young man, with cruel red eyes, long, raven black hair, and a crescent moon on his forehead. He wore black, from his haori and hakama, to the flowing cloak that reached his heels. There was a black fluffy decoration tied around his waist. Around his neck was a cord, on which were attached two small black feathers. At his side was a sword, its sheath a glistening navy blue, a red ribbon decoratively wrapped around it.
"Good. Then it is only a matter of time before we retrieve him." A young woman stepped from the shadows. She, like her brother, was tall and slender with a crescent moon marking, but in contrast to him, she was all white. Her silver hair was pulled back into a short ponytail, with the exception of her bangs, which hung down to her waist. Her sharp eyes were of a golden color, bright against the paleness of her skin, and on both her cheeks were two purple stripes. Her kimono was simple, white as snow, with pale red flowers on her left sleeve, and an intricate pale blue design on the left. A fluffy decoration similar to her brother's, but white, was draped over her shoulders. Tucked into her blue sash were two fans, and she carried with her two katanas.
"He has not felt my presence yet. I will find out what he's up to," the man said.
"Good. Your stealth serves you well. I will remain here until you summon me, lest my aura give us away." She melted back into the shadows, and her brother removed a feather from the cord. It grew in size, and he stepped onto it, flying away.
It had been one week since Kishitaro had come. InuYasha was almost back to normal. He no longer needed to be restrained, his violence completely vanished, and rarely did the darkness which had clouded his mind for so long resurface. His mind was almost healed.
But InuYasha wasn't the same. With the darkness lifting, something new took its place; guilt. It plagued his dreams, haunted his thoughts. Kagome did her best to cheer him up, but to no avail. She'd forgiven him the unforgivable, but he could not forgive himself. He rarely strayed from the house, as of yet unable to face the outside world.
Kagome felt no restrictions, however. Though she was worried about InuYasha, she felt freer than she had in ages, and it showed. Her friends relaxed, relieved now that the abuse had stopped. Her coworkers were less tense around her, and life was looking up.
In the afternoons, she took a stroll through the park. It didn't matter what the weather was; she went simply to enjoy the outdoors, and to think. On this particular afternoon, it was raining hard, a chill breeze blowing. She was soaked to the bone, just starting to shiver, when Kishitaro showed up.
"You shouldn't be out here in this," he said quietly. "You'll catch cold."
Kagome smiled. "Did InuYasha send you out here to tell me that?" He had been getting a little overprotective lately. She sensed it was his way of trying to make up for all he'd done, all he'd put her through.
"No. I...I was just…worried." He flushed a little, looking away. He didn't understand why he was so worried about Kagome, and it was making him feel stupid. He suspected that he was falling for her, but she was already taken. But…being nice wouldn't hurt anyone, would it? After all, he'd be gone again once InuYasha had made a complete recovery. Chances are, they'd never meet again.
"You don't have to worry about me. I'm out here every day, and the rain doesn't bother me." She kept her eyes on the path in front of her, shivering again. She felt something warm placed on her shoulders. It was Kishitaro's navy blue jacket that he always wore over his blue-green haori-like shirt.
"It's waterproof, so you won't get any wetter," he explained.
InuYasha watched from a nearby tree. It was his first excursion in many months, and he wanted to spend it watching Kagome. He needed to know if her happiness was simply an act for his benefit. It appeared that she wasn't acting, and that made him feel a little better. He hated it when she was sad.
A small smile lit up his face. It seemed that Kishitaro was developing feelings for Kagome. He recalled how she had that effect on men. Back in his own time, she'd heard her share of confessions of love, from humans like Akitoki, to demons like Koga. He recalled how overprotective he'd get, how stupid he'd be, resulting in the dreaded 'sit' command every time.
The breeze shifted, bringing an unfamiliar scent to his nose. He looked up to see two demons flying on a black feather. One was male, the other female. They were headed straight for Kagome and Kishitaro. InuYasha stood just as the female demon jumped from the feather and confronted Kishitaro.
The male changed directions, flying over to InuYasha. "I'm afraid I can't let you interfere," he said with a cold smile, bloodlust in his glowing red eyes.
"Feh." InuYasha immediately unsheathed his Tetsusaiga, leaping backwards out of the tree and landing nimbly on the ground.
The strange demon's eyes widened. "So, it's you. Father thought you were dead."
"He thought wrong." InuYasha wanted to end this quickly. He charged at the demon, slashing at him with his sword.
The demon dodged, unsheathing his own sword. InuYasha quickly turned, unleashing a Wind Scar. The demon held his sword level in front of him. The Wind Scar was absorbed into it. "Impressed?" he asked, laughing at InuYasha's dumbfounded look. "Wind Scar!" The absorbed attack was unleashed, right at InuYasha. He didn't have time to get completely out of the way, and was knocked to the ground. "Now that I've taken care of you, I'll be joining my sister."
Kishitaro had been fending off the other demon's attacks. She was throwing her fans at him, catching them as they boomeranged back to her. The edges were sharp as blades, cutting him each time they connected with his flesh. "I'm not going back with you!" he said angrily.
"You don't have a choice." She threw both her fans at once, then struck out at him with twin light whips that sprang from her claws. He couldn't dodge both attacks, and the whips hit him dead on, the tip of one slicing his headband. It fell away, revealing the crescent moon mark on his forehead.
"I do not wish to fight you, sister, but if I must, I will!" He narrowed his eyes at her, and she dropped her fans, wincing in pain. He took a step toward her and she fell to her knees, trembling.
A powerful gust of wind hit him, and he tumbled to the ground, losing his concentration. The dark-haired demon hovered beside his sister, sneering. "You cannot fight both of us at once, little brother."
The silver-haired demon rose shakily to her feet. "I believe it's time for our dance," she said softly. Drawing her katanas, she jumped onto the feather, standing back to back with her brother.
The two of them concentrated, drawing energy from their blades. A blue glow surrounded them, and with a unified cry of "Dragon's Dance!" two blue dragons of pure demonic power rose from them, stretching up into the sky. A split-second later, the dragons were coming at Kishitaro with unimaginable speed.
He was in for it now. He wasn't fast enough to get out of the way, and he could do nothing to stop the attack. He closed his eyes, waiting for the impact.
"Backlash Wave!" He opened his eyes to see twisting funnels of wind turning the dragons back on their masters. InuYasha was standing beside him, brandishing Tetsusaiga, a satisfied grin on his face.
When the dust cleared, the two demons were struggling to their feet, panting heavily. The feather was retrieved, and they retreated into the sky.
InuYasha sheathed Tetsusaiga, turning to Kishitaro. He was about to speak, when he froze. Kagome hurried over, and she, too stared at him, unable to say anything. He knew what they were staring at; the mark on his forehead.
After a moment, InuYasha regained his composure. "I think you have some explaining to do," he said quietly, but not unfriendly.
"I think I do," Kishitaro agreed.
And so the plot unfolds! And anyone with half a brain would know a whole lot more about Kishitaro now, huh? So this time, please review? I want to hear opinions! ANY opinions! PLEASE????