Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. So yes you guessed right. Not mine.

"I was banished by Izanami and Izanagi along with my other two siblings, Amaterasu and Susano in different realms so we would never meet again."

She took a break from her speech, inhaling the scent of night.

"Susano and I were both in love with our sister, Amaterasu. She defied the Yin Yang philosophy, she herself being yin and yang without any need for a masculine presence to make her feel complete. She cared for us like a sister would. But neither I nor my brother wanted to understand that, and we kept pressuring her to accept our advances.

Of course, due to male pride, both of us spoke to no one about the affection harbored for our sister, and she was aware of that. That's why she never let me and my brother know that that we had similar feelings for her, and she never gave in to our pursuit. She could foresee the outcome of such a thing. She understood we would fight for her and a fight amongst each other was unacceptable, dishonorable and forbidden…"

Sesshomaru listened silently, not wanting to interrupt the god which was deep in thought, but he couldn't stop himself from interjecting.

"I have never heard of such a thing. Legends about gods and their lives are many but none of them even hints about what you have just said"

The pale woman was very calm now, as she was recalling her sad memories. She seemed to be a completely different person.

Her skin was still glowing but her eyes radiated extreme sadness.

"Tell me demon," she looked at him with sober thoughtfulness,"if your family had a shameful secret, would you let anyone know about it? And if they knew would you let them spread it? "

"No", was his answer.

"Well then, now you understand why only a few people know about this side of the gods. Only a privileged few know the truth behind the myths."

"If it is so shameful, why are you telling this to me? Are you not afraid i might spread it?", Sesshomaru tested the god.

Tsuyukomi just smiled meaningfully, and continued her story.

"Not long after each of us confessed our feelings to our sister, inevitably, our parents found out. Father was angry at us, but mother sympathized with us, and grieved for our unrequited love.

Father decided that we should fight and the winner should gain the affections of our sister. Amaterasu begged our father not to make us do it but my brother was eager to.

It was an unfair match. Susano was the god of tempest, death and the underworld. He was trained in battle with demons and souls that he needed to keep at bay. His very character was violent and aggressive.

I, on the other hand was young, tranquil god, trained in the art of beauty and poetry. Everyone knew the outcome before the battle even started.

As expected my brother won the battle. My defeat in the match was the victory over my sister's heart.

After the battle I did not cease my pursuit for her heart despite the fact that she was betrothed to my brother. I used to read her poetry, compliment her beauty and just talk to her when she was troubled by Susano. Not long after her marriage with him, she was truly unhappy. I was always there for her, comforting her, and she enjoyed my presence. Apparently, my brother treated her poorly and she was unhappy with him. Not to mention that she was disgusted by his smell of death and decay.

After a while she started reciprocating my feelings. At first she was reluctant about it but slowly she accepted me as her lover when my brother was gone to the underworld.

After all, he was most of the time gone there due to the constant deaths of humans and demons.

Our affair was quickly discovered by our brother.

He didn't react as I expected. I was bracing myself for death but instead he just left to the underworld and never came back. The moment of happiness was short, because when our parents found out, we found our doom.

As expected father was angry and he decided to exile us to different realms so we may never see each other again.

Susano was already in the underworld, guarding his domain with bloodlust and bitterness. He was merciless before but after the path that leads out of the underworld was closed by our parents, he became enraged. His usual dark aura became the darkest shade of black and his clear green eyes became tainted with red. His whole facial complex became darker; his once beautiful features became ugly with anger and hate.

Amaterasu was terrified and hid in a cave in the mortal realm but was tricked out of her hiding place and sealed into the sky. She accepted her punishment with dignity. She looked ethereal as usual. Her long fiery red hair was as beautiful as always, her outfit was always clean and neat. Her eyes were the mirror to her soul. The white eyes that were coloring a lovely cerulean hue on the outer rims of her irises were lacking the usual sparkle she used to have.

I was punished the harshest. Father considered me guilty for continuing to force my feelings on Amaterasu even after she was married. I was held responsible for the exile of my siblings and the grief of my mother. My parents took back the powers they initially laid on me.

I was sent to the mortal plane powerless, in the body of a woman version of my old self. Given a mortal body, yet immortal I could feel no pain no matter what came upon me. I could only be hurt by what I loved the most. The sun burned my skin when exposed. I was rendered immobile for the whole day, until the night came and the moonlight rejuvenated my body. Amaterasu tried descending on earth many times but after one time when my immortal limits were pushed too far due to our close proximity, she left with tears in her eyes and never visited me again.

During my stay on this miserable earth I was often abused by both humans and demons because of my beauty.

I could feel no physical pain so most of the damage was received by my dignity and pride.

Soon after all of us were exiled, my mother found her end. Father maddened with pain and sorrow went to the underworld to claim her back.

There, tormented by pain, suffering and loss she went mad and she killed her husband with her own hands.

The death of our parents released my previous abilities and restored my might, no longer being burned by the sun. Having a curse placed upon me by the very two entities that gave me life, made it impossible to rid myself of the female body.

So I decided to amuse myself for a change. I walked the territories and slaughtered every unsuspecting male that was trying his luck with me.

I killed many, and I took pleasure in the death of each one. Later it became boring so I just settled for a curse that would affect their potency. I figured out that death was too easy on them.

After my wrath was unleashed. My rage subsided and I looked for a place to call home. In the end I found this valley and claimed it as my own.

I was getting bored so I looked for companions that would entertain me. That's how the village came to be.

Many thought of it as easy pray. Bandits tried robbing it and demons tried devouring it. They all sealed their fate the moment they fell prey to their own lustful desires.

However, a new human village in such a remote place caught the eye of the lord of the lands.

I was visited one evening by the demon lord of these lands. I tried to allure him with my body, but he refused me. His character was righteous and I liked that about him. We talked only business. Having confessed to him my true identity, he offered for me to live here in exchange for his bloodline to be blessed and protected by the god of the moon, me.

Ever wondered why you have the blue crescent moon on your forehead?"

The mention of his grandsire perked his curiosity and confused him.

"My father ruled the lands before me, but he didn't have my mark."

"That's because you received the blessing from your mother's side." This was all new to Sesshomaru.

"Now that you heard everything you wanted to know, leave!", she commanded.

Sesshomaru complied with the not so subtle request. He had things to mull over. Turning on his heel and leaving without looking back, he missed the twisted smile spreading across Tsukuyomi's face.

xXx

The sun was beginning to lighten the prussian blue sky, and paint it with hues of gold and pink. The inu lord left the village deep in thought, and didn't pay any attention to his surroundings. That was an extremely rare occurrence for him. He couldn't get rid of the feeling that something is wrong. It was nagging the back of his head like a little voice trying to whisper him something he couldn't perceive. It was annoying the hell out of him.

As he got to the camp he informed Jaken that they must leave. "Meow" was all that was heard. He thought his superb hearing was playing tricks on him and tried again, "meow".

Sesshomaru was not the one to be shocked very often but now he was using every ounce of his self control not to freak out.

The former demon lord was brought back to reality as a wooden staff was swung his way.

` Jaken, you insolent fool. What do you think you are doing?`, he jumped out of the way of the two headed staff but again all that was heard was a very menacing hiss. Then he dodged another attack. This time the attacker was his ward, trying to catch him for some reason. She always used to jump and hug his knee, so he stayed put for her to latch herself on his person.

"Rin! Remove yourself from that beast at once! Sesshomaru-sama will flay me if you get injured!" Jaken's command fell to dead ears.

"Master Jaken, do you think Sesshomaru sama will let us keep him?"Rin asked, while rubbing her face in the thick white fur of the beast's foreleg, and clung to it for all she was worth.

Thoroughly confused, Sesshomaru shook the little pest off his person and walked to the nearby fell down giggling,followed him, and attempted to grab his wagging fluffy tail. Looking in a puddle that was kept still by some rocks in the river, like a den, he could clearly see his reflection. He was not happy. The reflection showed a massive white feline head, amber eyes with slit pupils, a wet pink nose and long white whiskers poking out of his snout.

He stood there looking in the rippling reflection as his brain was trying to understand how he didn't notice such a drastic change from happening while he was on his way back from the didn't feel any different than before. If not for the funny noises he was making and the furry body he could swear he was as normal as ever.

His usual way to solve his problems was rather simple. Just kill the annoying thing that dared to irk him. This time he actually had to reconsider.

He turned to Rin, which was now seated by his side, just to see a look of awe in her eyes and extreme adoration. Nothing different so far, she always looked at him with deep adoration and enthusiasm, but this time she had that look she always has when she gets her hands on something as she says "cute". He was uncomfortable with her ' oh god you are soo cute ' look on her face as she was staring at him. This Sesshomaru is NEVER cute!

The overgrown kitty growled at his ward and his retainer. He could smell Jaken's fear but the human child only beamed at him again! God did she even have a sense of danger? Why was she looking at him like that? Oh, he was pissed and he needed to leave the camp before he slaughtered Jaken.

Reentering the village, he noticed the humans were awake and were acting as if a huge white feline walking among them was something casual. Reaching the same house he visited the previous night, he entered the property.

Sesshomaru found the object of his torment in the garden, pulling the weeds out and humming. More than anything, he wanted to bite her head off and decorate her body with deep gashes, but if he just attacked head on, he would be no better than his bastard half brother.

So focused on picturing the woman's demise, he failed to notice a hand that came down and started petting his head. He caught himself purring and there was nothing he could do to stop his actions. He cursed his traitorous body for it.

"See? you do like being pet after all...", the white haired girl stated.

With all his might, he managed to pull away from the torturous action which was being inflicted on his person, and started growling at the human.

"Oh I see you don't really get my humor." This time the voice was feminine and milky. If not for the nocturnal encounter of the previous night, he would never doubt her femininity.

A/N

Okay here's the second chapter: D I hope it meets with your approval.

Oh yea... and before anyone thinks something funny about the incestuous love triangle between the siblings... In the myths, it was pretty common for your sister to be your wife also. I know it's kind of weird! Don't blame me! Blame wikipedia for giving me this information! :)

Actually not only in the myths... it was common for rich families to marry their cousins and other relatives to keep the fortune in the family. But I'm going off topic already: P

I'd like to know what you think about the story so far so pm's or reviews are welcome: D