It's time that we started the countdown to the wedding of Tygeru and Sango. We have skipped a few days forward, just to save time. Enjoy!
Disclaimer-Buena! Un Ano Nuevo! Dos mil nueve baby! But I still don't own Inuyasha L Neither do I own the songs that shall appear later on in the story. The rights and ownership belong to their respective owners.
Chapter 9: Love Me When It Hurts
"Who was the genius that decided to make wood so thick?"
"The same idiot that decided to make your outfit."
"Mew!"
Glare.
"Kilala! Who's side are you on?" The neko tilted her head to the side.
"Mew."
"Oh thank you. That made me feel so much better."
"Will you two knock it off? I can't hear what they're saying!"
"Sorry."
"Lo siento."
"Mew."
I guess that you must be confused at what just happened a few lines ago. Well, in order for you to understand, I must start from the beginning…..
Morning hath arrived!
Everyone was in their rooms, sleeping their hearts out and enjoying their dreams. Some of the crew members were happily traveling the Land of Dreams, living out their most desired fantasies, while others just wandered around inside their own subconscious. Yep, everyone's still asleep.
Well, almost everyone.
Our favorite hanyou is in his shared room with Miroku and Shippo. He is sitting cross-legged on a pillow, staring out into space.
He must be sorting out his emotions.
'How is this wedding going to go down anyway? Is Sango going to lie to that bastard and say that she loves him? She knows that she doesn't so why go thru with it? Wait. Why am I thinking about who Sango has feelings for, it ain't none of my business.
But I can't help myself from thinking about that. What if….if she's just doing this to spite me? She can't be! I mean risked my damn life to come down here and rescue her and this is the thanks I get? I know we go at each others throats' sometimes, but….I don't want Sango to be mad at me.
Damn it! Why can't I figure myself out?!
"Hey Inuyasha? Are you in there?" The hanyou came back into reality at the sound of his name. He turned to his caller, who happened to be our favorite little kitsune; Shippo.
"What do you want Shippo?" The miniature fox demon crossed his small arms across his chest.
"I was just asking if you were alright. You looked as if you were daydreaming or something. No need for the attitude."
"Shippo, you have to remember that Inuyasha is moody in the mornings. But after what's been happening over the last few day I believe that he has every right to be." Miroku states, coming out of the bathroom. The demon and half-demon eye the monk curiously.
"How do you figure?" Shippo asks. Miroku finishes tying together the plum colored part of his kimono and heads on over to where the other two boys were seated. But before he could even start another sentence, a soft tap was heard at the door.
"Yes? Who is it?" Miroku answered.
"I am a servant sent by Lord Tygeru. He wishes for you all to join him and his fiancée down in the dining hall for breakfast."
Inuyasha couldn't help but growl at that word: fiancée. It just stung his ears just to hear that horrible utterance.
Fiancée.
Miroku glanced over to his best friend and could just feel the jealousy radiating off of him. The monk eyed the door and called for the servant once more.
"Tell your lord that we shall be down once we have gotten ourselves together."
"Yes sir." The sound of scampering feet could be heard in the room as the servant hurried to tell his lord of the news. Meanwhile, Inuyasha had overcome his little 'fit' and was in the middle of glaring at Miroku.
Let's rejoin him, shall we?
"Why the hell did you tell him we were coming down for breakfast?" The hanyou asks, his amber colored orbs glaring daggers into his so called 'best friend'. Miroku just rose from his spot, stretched out his tired limbs and made his way towards the door.
"Because there are some things that need to get cleared up before the wedding."
"So what's this future of yours like?" Karina questioned as she, Tygeru, Kagome and Sango were seated at the substantial dining room table, waiting for the others to join them.
"It's pretty decent. The technology there is way more advanced than here in the Feudal Era." Tygeru and Karina were very interested; Sango just sat there listening.
"This intrigues me. Tell us more about your future time." Tygeru states, beckoning Kagome to continue telling him about her generation.
"Well we have portable communication devices called cell phones. You could go anywhere and be able to call someone. And we have portable devices called iPods and mp3 players. Wherever you go, you would be able to listen to whatever song you want. Wait! I could show you guys an example!"
The future girl then digs into her pocket and pulls out an iPod touch. She shows it to the others, explaining to them about the features of the product.
"Hey Sango, have you ever seen this amazing machine before? It's so small and thin." Karina takes a side glance at Sango. The demon slayer pays the violet eyed girl no mind because she was engrossed in her own thoughts.
'I hope Inuyasha isn't mad at me over what I said last night. I mean I did say that I was pretending to distance myself from him, but I didn't mean it. It shouldn't have bothered him-no it couldn't have. Inuyasha is too proud to show that he's hurting emotionally . But that look he gave me; it told me otherwise. I know I saw disappointment flash through those beautiful golden eyes of his.
Wait. Since when did I find his eyes beautiful?
The 'bride-to-be' was dragged out of her trance at the feeling of something warm and fuzzy rubbing against her left leg. She looked down and it was none other than her faithful fire-kitten Kilala, waiting for some food.
"Hey Kilala. Sorry, I don't have any treats for you right now. But I'll sneak you some later." The kitten mewed as she hopped up into Sango's lap.
Just then, Inuyasha, Miroku and Shippo entered the room. They made their way over to the table, Shippo bounding ahead of the older two teens. Miroku and Shippo made it to the table and sat sown, all regular and normal like. But when Inuyasha got there, only two words could describe the atmosphere:
Total warfare.
(Points of Authority by Linkin Park plays in the background)
When Inuyasha and Tygeru locked eyes, it was as if all hell had broken loose. The others could just hear and taste the tension in the air. It was so thick that if you tried to cut it with a chainsaw, the thing would snap in two.
Poor chainsaw never had a chance.
Golden eyes glared vehemently at orange.
Carrot colored orbs stared heatedly into yellow-gold ones.
Damn it! Why wasn't Itachi ever around when Inuyasha really needed him?
The battle had begun.
"Ah, Miroku. I am glad to see that you and your friends slept ok."
"Yes we did. Thank you for letting us stay until the wedding Tygeru. That is very hospitable of you." The 'future' king took a sip of his green tea.
"It is not a problem for me. Any friend of my princess is a friend of mine." The prince flashed a pearly smile at Sango, who in turn, rolled her eyes. Tygeru shot a quick glare at Inuyasha as breakfast was served.
The table was blanketed with silence as the seven people ate their tasty breakfast. The hanyou and the prince entered periodic glare-down matches, both trying to intimidate the other.
After their fifth showdown, Tygeru turned away from his opponent and towards the prize: the lovely Sango. He reached a hand over to where the demon slayer was, hoping to hold and caress her soft and delicate hands when…
"WHAT THE HELL?!?! WHAT IS HER PROBLEM?!?!" The prince yelled, snatching his hand back from Sango. You see my friends, when Tygeru reached for Sango's hand, Kilala just so happened to sink her fangs into something soft and squishy.
Tygeru's hand.
Can't blame her though, she must have been hungry.
Famished, even!
The prince called for a servant to come and remove the cat from the table, but Sango refused.
"What? Did you not see what that horrible feline did to me? She plunged her fangs into my hand!" The glare Sango shot at him made him shut up.
"Well, I'm sorry about that. Kilala is just a little overprotective of me, as I am of her. If you can't except that, then I'll have no choice but to call off the wedding." Tygeru's calm orange eyes fell into greenish-yellow slits at Sango's threats.
There was no way she would call off the wedding.
Tygeru would be heartbroken if she did.
I mean, just because he was using her for his own personal gain didn't mean he didn't have feelings for her. When he was done, he was going to make her and her friends suffer a horrible, painful, agonizingly slow death.
What says 'I love you' more than engaging in an epic battle with an evil and manipulative snake hybrid, then being killed by said evil and manipulative snake hybrid, along side your friends?
The perfect honeymoon.
(Points of Authority, which is still playing in the background, goes off)
The prince's eyes returned to their normal ginger color as he calmed himself down. He glanced over at Sango, who was paying him no attention.
"I apologize for that rude outburst my dear. Do you forgive me?" The slayer stopped her conversation with Karina and turned to Tygeru, sipping some of her green tea.
"I'll think about it. You had better leave Kilala alone, understand?" Tygeru nods his head in agreement as some servants come and remove the empty dishes from the table. Tygeru stood and reached for Sango's hand once more, only receiving a low and dangerous growl from Kilala.
"Alright Kilala I understand. I'll leave your beautiful mistress alone. But I have one request to ask." The six remaining people at the table looked up at Tygeru, curious expressions on all of their faces; except for Inuyasha.
He looked pissed.
"Inuyasha, will you accompany me for a walk?"
This silence.
It was horrible.
It was agitating.
Omj.
And quite frankly, our little Inu-pie was starting to get sick of it.
"Yo Tygeru. What were you thinkin' when you asked me out here?" The hanyou asked, his eyes rising up from the ground. The prince kept his eyes in front of him, never once meeting Inuyasha's.
"You want to know why I brought you out here? Well, I'll tell you in the most civil way I can." Inuyasha's ears twitched at the sound of his voice, wanting to hear more.
"I do not like you Inuyasha. I despise you. I loathe you with every fiber of my being. When we first fought in the forest, I wanted to kill you so bad, I couldn't even stand it. I've heard of your father and how he bequeathed you, a mere half demon, with the powerful Tetsusaiga."
Inuyasha glared at the man next to him. What the hell was he trying to get at?
(Riot by Three Days Grace plays in the background)
"What the hell is your point?"
"I mean that he was just as careless as my father was. Giving the throne to my older brother instead of me. The bastard didn't even know the royal decrees from the rules, how could he run an entire kingdom?"
I believe I sense some hostility between Tygeru and his brother. They might need some family counseling.
Now, Inuyasha's impatient side was starting to get the better of him. But before he could voice his dislike, the prince continued.
"Now you listen to me good because I hate to repeat myself. I am going to marry Sango, restore my family, and rule over the undersea kingdom; as is my destiny. So whatever you try to do to stop me, your efforts shall be in vain."
Inuyasha stopped.
Did he just he what he thought he heard?
This bastard did not just challenge him, did he?
Oh-ho, those sound like fighting words to me.
And Inuyasha did need a workout today.....
"Who was the genius that decided to make wood so thick?"
"The same idiot that decided to make your outfit."
"Mew!"
Glare.
"Kilala! Who's side are you on?" The neko tilted her head to the side.
"Mew."
"Oh thank you. That made me feel so much better."
Sarcasm. Ya gotta love it.
"Will you two knock it off? I can't hear what they're saying!"
"Sorry."
"Lo siento."
"Mew."
Our regular crew of heroes/heroines were in the dining hall still, eavesdropping on Inuyasha and Tygeru. Karina and Alejandro had got into a small argument, resulting in Kagome hushing the both of them.
"Inuyasha is all fired up now. I wonder what Tygeru said that got under his skin." The future teen wondered aloud.
"Maybe something about the wedding or something about Sango. You know how he is when Sango is involved." Miroku added, looking over to his demon slayer friend.
"Why does it have to be about me? How about we just go out there and take him out now? That'll save us the trouble." The others' deliberation about this went on for a while until Darrius spoke up.
"It's silent outside. I think that it's over now." The others gave a listen to the door.
"Darrius is right. I'm going to go see if Inuyasha is alright." Sango says, opening the door slowly. The rest of the crew just watch her leave, wondering what she's planning to do.
Inuyasha pulled his hand out of the hole in the wall. His fist was intended on hitting Tygeru, but the slimy snake stepped out of the way seconds before he was hit. He was mumbling silent curses to himself, when a gentle hand was placed onto one of his shoulders.
"Sango?" The slayer smiled, but that faded as soon as she saw his hand.
( Riot goes off. When It Hurts by Avant begins to play in the background)
"Inuyasha, your hand! What did you do to it? Does it hurt much?" As the woman in front of him worried about his injured hand, the hanyou just retreated back to his mind.
How could Tygeru say something like that? He knew what that damn bastard said wasn't true, but the bastard had made sense.
Just a little bit.
Inuyasha couldn't help but think about it. Those words had blown up half of his ego and stung him straight in the heart.
Oh how his heart was aching.
He knew that Tygeru was right in some places, but altogether he was wrong. No one could ever tell him how he felt about someone.
He knew that he could love Sango, even if it did hurt his fragile heart.
AN: Oh wow. This was a deep chapter to write, seriously. And I have noticed something about this story. Excluding chapter one, all the chapters are named after song titles. Well, that just goes to show that music is influential. And that Omj is 'Oh my Jashin.' It's from Naruto.
Spanish translations
Un Ano Nuevo- A new year
Dos mil nueve: 2009