Oh yeah, the action shall begin….now.
Disclaimer-I don't own the anime or the characters below but I do own the epic awesomeness that is to come.
AN: This fight scene May not be as awesome as it could have been, but it's better than what I used to write. Oh and Tygeru likes to play dirty.
Warning: Foul language does come into play in this chapter, so you have been warned.
Chapter 13: Hit the Floor!
And the scene fades in…
He had to die.
Whoever had the nerve, freakin' audacity to interrupt this service was a brave fool; a dead yet brave fool. The prince of the underwater palace frantically searched the crowd with his eyes, just in case the culprit was still here. The guards around the perimeters of the wing quieted the murmurs of the people; they needed to find this 'Seth Clearwater.'
Jyuushiro was close. He was so close he could taste it. That sweet, sweet taste of victory was upon him and he made sure to pack a napkin. Now all he had to do was retain his subtlety.
Tygeru was pissed. No, pissed wasn't the word but he was mad though he knew that. His eyes scanned the murmuring audience and he took action. His eyes flickered over to Darrius and the shark nodded. He turned to one of his men at the door and the man silently slipped out of the hall. Tygeru recollected himself and focused back on the task at hand.
'You're getting married today prince. And once you do you'll be king, with a beautiful wife.'
He spared a look at Sango. The slayer seemed…content. A slight smile played at her lips and her rosy cheeks held a darker color of red. This was getting better by the minute.
"Ahem." Spoke the minister. The room began to quiet down and everyone became solemn again. The prince and 'princess' faced the altar once more. The minister's blue gaze fell between the couple as Tygeru retook control of the situation.
"Everyone please settle down. The problem is being taken care of. Please take your seats so we may proceed with the wedding." The minister nodded to the prince.
"Thank you. Now, where was I? Ah yes, the princess." Sango's eyes narrowed a bit. "Now princess, do you take this man to be your loyally wedded husband?"
The slayer's chocolate eyes roamed the audience. Her emotions were starting to take over her. Of course she hates the bastard, Sango can't lie about that. But when she looks into his eyes, there is a bit of innocence in them hiding deep down within his orange orbs. No. Now was not the time to start getting all emotional Sango. This man was pure evil and he had to be destroyed. So Sango looked Tygeru deep in his eyes, real focused and straightened her expression.
"I do not."
The audience shared a gasp. The minister, the onlookers, the people at the alter, even Tygeru was shocked. How could she say that?
"What did you just say?" Sango took in a deep breath.
"I said no. I'm not marrying you."
Tygeru glared down at his princess. How dare she embarrass him like this?
"You don't want to marry me? After all this time we've spent together? You're lying. You don't mean it, your nerves are just getting to you."
Jyuushiro stood stock still. He was there! He had made it! Now all he had to do was stand still until she gave the signal; stand still until the signal. Don't move until you see the signal. What was it again? Ah yes, the signal. And when the signal was given, he would exact his revenge. It was going to be a good day.
"My princess how could you? My prince has confessed his undying love for you and this is how you repay him?" Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at the former princess. Did she have to be so dramatic?
Tygeru shot an orange-eyed glare at Sango's half of the wedding party. Karina never knew when to shut up. 'Damn you Sango.'
The minister looked nervously to Sango, then Tygeru and back. He was confused on what to do in this scenario and if he was to continue. Karina pretended to struggle with gathering herself back together. The more believable it was , the more real it felt.
Or something like that.
"My princess, are you sure about your answer?" Inuyasha looked to his slayer. 'Did I just claim her as my own?'
Just what was she doing; this wasn't apart of the plan. She was supposed to proclaim false love to the prince (at least Inuyasha hoped so) and then they would kick his ass so hard, his reincarnations would feel it.
Miroku looked back to his best friend. Inuyasha's mood had lightened somehow, maybe because of the circumstances? Whatever the case may be, the monk would sort it out later. Right now, he was wondering when Karina was going to give the signal. The one that Jyuushiro was oh-so-ready for.
Karina caught the sight monk across from her. She knew from that look in his eye ( no, not that look) what he was thinking. 'Just give me one minute.'
Jyuushiro was getting tired. He was tired of just standing here playing his lovely shakuhachi flute, looking so nonchalant. His brown eyes caught the sight of a purple gaze. Karina? What was she-the signal! Finally some action! Jyuushiro hurriedly finished his song then looked to the cake. He was ready.
Karina snapped her eyes to Darrius and the shark went to work. His men posted around the hall began to shuffle people out of the room as a thick mauve fog started to overtake the room. Tygeru covered his face. What the hell is going on?
"What the hell? *cough* What's going on here?" Our favorite group of people scattered to their predestined locations. Miroku rushed forward and grabbed the minister, before the miasma reached the altar.
As Tygeru stood watching the poisonous gas approach the altar, he realized what was going on. This was a trap. It was a set-up to catch him off-guard and save that damn slayer. 'Damn you Inuyasha!'
The prince covered his nose and put himself back on track. Find Sango, marry her and then kill her. Then he'd deal with that bastard hanyou and his disgusting friends. Where the hell was Darrius?
"Darrius! Where are you?" The question was answered with a hard blow to the side.
Before the prince could comprehend what was going on, he found himself pinned against a wall behind the altar. Tygeru growled lowly. A low chuckle came from inside the miasma. Tygeru's orange flickered through the fog; he knew that laughter.
"Well done Inuyasha. You've managed to get one up on me." the fog emitted a growl.
Tygeru smirked. "Why don't you show yourself so we can make this a fair fight, hmm? I bet you're just dying to cross swords with me." The prince wiggled a little only to find that he could barely move. "What's this?"
"It's my Hiraikotsu."
Tygeru looked up and his eyes widened. There stood Sango in all her glory but not in her wedding kimono. Instead she wore her classic demon slayer's outfit, eyes burning with determination.
"My love, what are you doing in that horrible get-up?" Sango glared harder at the prince.
"This is my demon slayer's uniform. I'm wearing it so I can kill you."
"You're killing me? That's a joke my love. You couldn't take me the last time we fought, so why are you so confident now?" With that, Tygeru freed himself from the wall. He flung the Hiraikotsu off with ease and fell down to the floor. The boomerang sailed over Sango's head and the slayer gulped.
The prince stalked over to his prey and boy was he going to enjoy this. Here she was, his princess, just ripe for the-what the?
"I won't go down so easily." The slayer was slicker than he realized. How could he not see her reach wherever she reached to get this chain from? And how did she manage to entangle his arms with it?
"You're good, I'll give you that love." Before the prince knew it, he was being yanked towards the miasma. He planted his feet into the ground and left skid marks as he slid, When did Sango get this strong?
The prince's thought process was interrupted when a fist connected cleanly to his face.
"I thought you'd be faster than this Tygeru. Guess I was wrong."
The prince knew that voice; that cocky, disgusting voice. 'Inuyasha.' But where was he? It was difficult to see this impossibly thick miasma. Tygeru had to block his airways. They were really trying to kill him.
"Where are you half-breed? Show yourself!"
An unusually powerful gust of wind blasted through the poisonous fog, and the prince jumped off to the side to avoid its path. The miasma vanished and all Tygeru could see were empty seats where his guests once were and the crater that gust of wind left in its wake. His orange eyes also caught something in the middle of the room.
A hanyou, clad in red, glaring swords into his soul.
"Inuyasha, there you are. I was beginning to think that you were hiding from me."
The hanyou snorted. "What reasons would I have to hide from you? You don't scare me."
"Tough words from a lonely half-breed. But do you have what it takes to back up that talk?" Tygeru spoke, standing upright and dusting his clothes. Inuyasha gripped the hilt of Tetsusaiga and snarled. It was time to make his ass grass.
Our hanyou charged to the prince, sword at the ready. He swung hard but the blade only grazed the top of Tygeru's head. A few hairs sprinkled down to the ground and Tygeru blinked. Oh no he did not.
With a snarl, the prince launched himself at the half-demon and the fight began. Tygeru aimed a punch at Inuyasha's head but the half-dog demon intercepted the fist and instead, used Tygeru's arms to slam him into the ground.
The prince pushed himself back up and charged at Inuyasha once again. This time, a foot aimed towards Inuyasha's midsection was averted and Tygeru felt clawed hands grabbing at his ankles and throwing him across the room. He hit the wall with a loud 'SMACK!' and fell down to the carpeted floor.
A golden gaze pinned Tygeru to the floor. Orange and yellow-orange clashed as the two warriors sized up each other with their eyes. It was a silent battle but deadly all the same. Each glared dangerously at the other, daring him to make a move. Whoever struck first, the other was sure to follow.
Inuyasha watched closely as the prince rose to his feet. He was planning something, but Inuyasha couldn't figure out what it was. He needed to keep an eye on Tygeru so he could anticipate his next move. He watched the prince rise from the floor and rip off the white obi that held his kimono together and wrapped it around his wrist. 'Now he gets serious?'
Tygeru stalked over to the half dog-demon slowly, debating on what to do next. Should he rip off that sword wielding arm of his or those stupid puppy dog ears? It didn't matter right now, as long as Inuyasha was suffering, he was happy.
Inuyasha observed Tygeru's movements. Why was he walking so damn slow? He was probably stalling or planning something big. Whatever the case, Inuyasha was ready to cut that ego of his down to size.
As if on queue, the prince took a running start at Inuyasha. The white obi tied around his wrist sailed in the wind behind Tygeru. Inuyasha readied Tetsusaiga above his head. 'Let him get a little closer.'
Tygeru whipped the obi to the front of his person. He leaped over an overturned pew and guided a little to the left. His eyes scanned Inuyasha for an opening and saw what he was getting ready for. When Inuyasha locked onto Tygeru, he brought Tetsusaiga down with the hardest force he could muster and with a yell of 'WIND SCAR!', he totally obliterated the spot where Tygeru had once been.
After the dust and debris settled, Inuyasha searched the area for the enemy, but he was no where to be found. He let a curse fly. "Shit! Where the hell did he go? It's like his scent just disappeared!"
Inuyasha's senses went into overdrive. His ears twitched at every sound that touched them, he cracked his knuckles, his eyes darted back and forth all over the room and his nose was to the air. That Wind Scar was at point-blank range damn it! How could he have escaped that powerful blast?
Inuyasha couldn't ponder this for long, since he was being attacked and all. The obi that had once secured Tygeru's clothing now found itself wrapped around Inuyasha's right arm; the same arm that held Tetsusaiga right now. The hanyou growled, so this was his plan all along then.
With a sharp tug on Inuyasha's end, the obi came flying towards him, still attached to its owner. Inuyasha readied himself; as soon as Tygeru gets within distance, this fist was smashing his face in. Oh that was the plan but Tygeru was faster than that. Instead, he used the force of the pull to guide himself slightly to the left, altering his path to Inuyasha's fist.
When Tygeru hit the ground he retaliated. With his own strong yank, Inuyasha kissed gravity goodbye and ended up kissing the wall instead. Satisfied with the sound of Inuyasha's face hitting the wall, Tygeru smirked and dropped his half of the obi to the ground. He stalked over to where Inuyasha now laid, face-first on the ground. This moment tasted bittersweet, it really did. This however, was more sweet than bitter.
"SIT BOY! SIT BOY! SIT BOY!"
And this must have been the bitter part.
Somewhere between the little tug of war part and Inuyasha colliding with the wall, he gave the others a signal. The others, who were all posted up around the room on the outer perimeters, were ready and waiting. As soon as Inuyasha gave the signal, Kagome pushed The Plan: Part A into motion. She winked across the room at Miroku and the monk went to work.
"This better work or it'll all have been for nothing. And, WIND TUNNEL!"
AN2: *clears throat* I've updated :3
I know, I know it's been a long while since I've worked on this story and I'm sorry for keeping you lovely readers waiting. It's just that I had to go and graduate high school so I can go to college and all that jazz. Feedback is appreciated :)