~Twists of Love
Author: Sam Kline, aka Thesamislame
Editor: Angelica Andres, aka luckylyra827
Copyright for editing: © February 2010
"You brought me here, wench. Remember that." Sesshoumaru had said before he leaped up, breaking through the ceiling and taking flight to the city made of steal and metal. He could hear Kagome yelling behind as she raced out after him, but he didn't care. He was pissed and if he were to turn around at the sound of her voice, he would hurt her out of rage.
Instead, he picked up his speed and left Kagome miles behind him. He had to somehow get back home to his land and rule over it.
He stopped on the tallest tower in Tokyo. Looking down he could see all the humans walking, talking on their devices and driving in their moto-vehicles or whatever it's called. They made this world into their own, not giving a care about the world around them, how it's dying and withering in the air they had made.
They only brought shame to themselves, thought for themselves. This made Sesshoumaru even angrier. They think they can live as they want, fly when they meant not to. These machines make living easier for them.
It bothered him how the humans are ruling over the world instead of demons. Demons are much stronger and have much more pride that humans. How did they become to conquer these lands?
Sesshoumaru looked around in the sky, smog was covering most of the city, dirty polluted air caused from these machines. He could easily smell the chemicals in the air that irritated his sensitive nose and made his stomach turn upside down. He could see the metal birds flying in the air, transporting people to another place, where in his time, they would have walked or taken a horse.
"Disgusting creatures they are." Sesshoumaru mumbled looking back down towards the streets and other buildings. I could easily conquer this world… But-
"Get off of me!" He jerked around to the sound of a woman screeching. He could hear everyone around him, but her voice had reached his ears more than the rest of the muttering voices under him and the roaring of the vehicles.
He jumped down to a building shorter than the one he was just on. Looking down into the alley, he could see the woman who had screeched. She was stumbling to her feet as a man protected his genital area with one hand.
"You'll pay for that." The man grunted. Holding out the other hand with a shiny object.
Sesshoumaru sighed. "I should have let Rin go after I used Tensaiga on her. Or I wouldn't be this soft as I am now." He took a breath in. The girl was trapped now, back up against a wall, the man was closing in on her.
Sesshoumaru jumped down from the ten-story building and landed a few feet behind the man swiftly. The woman wasn't paying attention to him, her face was in her knees and her hands where over her head, crying. They hadn't even notice Sesshoumaru was there until he had spoken. "I suggest you leave her alone."
The man jumped and turned around. "Yeah? And I suggest you leave before I kill the both of you." The woman looked up with hope in her eyes, as Sesshoumaru saw, and stood up on her feet, ready to run.
Sesshoumaru said nothing. He knew if he were to attack, Sesshoumaru would simply kill him. It was the human's choice to live or to die.
"Why don't you turn around and forget any of this ever happened, okay, buddy? I don't want to hurt you, but I will if I have too." He began tossing the knife between his hands and standing up as straight as he could.
"Trying to look superior won't work on me." It was a simple trick demons and humans alike do. They try to make themselves taller and bigger than they really are to try to scare their opponent away. Even though he tried to appear taller, he was still a head shorter than Sesshoumaru.
The attacker didn't seem too happy about this. He smirked and ran towards Sesshoumaru as the woman screamed again, "Look out!" Her scream hurt his ears, but didn't distract him. Humans trying to attack a demon? Pathetic. He stepped out of the way before the attacker had the chance to stab him in the abdomen. He stumbled, trying to keep his posture, and turned around to face Sesshoumaru again.
"Pretty fast, aren't you?" Sesshoumaru joked, looking down at his feet, apparently bored.
"Fuc-" Before he could finish his statement, a flash of white had hit underneath his jaw, blood splattered out of his mouth before he got sent into the air and flown back a few feet, landing on his back. He choked on his own blood as he tried to gasp for air.
"It's you." He heard a familiar voice behind him. He turned around to see a familiar face that had been hitting on him the time he went to the park. "Sesshoumaru, right? Nice, um, tattoos." She said, referring to his natural markings on his face.
"You alright?" He wouldn't have normally asked a human, or any other demon for that matter, if they were alright.
"Yeah. Thanks, by the way."
"Mm." He said before he turned around and started to leave her.
"Hey! Um. What about that drink?" She called out after him.
He stopped for a second, half turning his head towards her.
It was loud inside the building. Music blaring in his ears as people tried singing along with the music, making it even harder to bear. The lighting was dark but his eyesight made it easy for him to see. People stared at him as he entered, looking as if he had something weird on his face. Like markings...
No wonder Kagome made me cover up my markings. The woman led him to the bar, leaned over and put two fingers up, "Two cocktails, please." She turned around to face him again. "It's kind of early to drink, but it's been a long day."
The bartender handed her two cocktails from over the counter as she paid. She put one in his hand and lead him to a seat in the far corner of the building. "I'm sorry about the other day. When I yelled at you. It wasn't that good of a day, either."
Sesshoumaru stared at the drink, debating if he should try the drink or not. "It's fine." He looked up towards the woman this time as he spoke. "'Bout what I said that day. I uh-" He left the sentence hanging wondering why he was apologizing to a human.
"It's fine. We both had a hard day that day." She smiled, taking a sip from her drink.
He wasn't sure why he had followed her to this madhouse. Meeting up with a human, drinking with them, is something he would have never done in his time. "Who was he?" He asked picking at the straw in the cup.
"Oh, just my ex-boyfriend. He's a bit crazy. I had broken up with him the day before I met you at the park. And uh, he said something about a girl can't break up with a man and that I was his girl and no one else's. I didn't expect him to attack me in an alley though."
He nodded in response. He's not used to listening to other people's problems.
"You don't talk much, do you? And what's up with the tattoos on your face? I get that you might like tattoos, I've seen the ones on your wrists, but why the face? And why not something more… cool? Other than just a half-moon and stripes?"
"You don't seem to miss anything."
"Well, I mean, you have such a beautiful face, I don't get why you would cover it up with tattoos." She took another sip of the drink while he played with the straw in his.
"Um. They're actually sort of.. Um. Ancient Japanese symbols."
"Ancient symbols? What do they mean?" She stopped sipping at her drink and looked up at him, excited to listen to his story.
"Um." He finally decided to take a drink of the cocktail, trying to get himself out of the hole he dug himself. He coughed, forcing the drink down his throat.
He heard her laugh, "You don't drink much, do you?"
"Heh."
"OH!" She jumped up and down in her seat, making Sesshoumaru put up his guard, ready to strike, "I love this song!!! Come on!" She got up and pulled on Sesshoumaru's arm, pulling him off of the chair and onto the dancing floor. "I know it's a slow song, but deal with it, okay?" She wrapped her arms around his shoulders before he could do anything about it.
"Do you not know how to dance?" He hadn't realized he was standing still, face black but his eyes showed every hint of surprise and compassion. What the hell. He put his hands above her waist and started to lead.
"You are really tall, you know?"
"Heh. I get that a lot."
She laid her head on his chest and started singing along with the song. Why am I not disgusted with this? It's rare I would dance at a ball or a gathering, but never would I dance with a human. Hell. What am I getting myself into these days?
The song ended but she still hanged onto him, head still resting on his chest. "You're really hot aren't you? I think I could cook eggs on your stomach. Too bad I can't." She whispered the last part, not knowing Sesshoumaru could hear every whisper in this room. He coughed awkwardly and stepped away from her.
"I've got to go." He walked directly to the door without looking at her.
"Wait! You don't even know my name…" Sesshoumaru stopped and turned around.
"It's Yoko." She smiled.
"Your voice. Forget what I said about it the other day." He left the exotic room not knowing if she had heard him or not.
The sun was beating on top of the city, making everything steam. He could tell what time it was without looking at the sun. He's had many and many years of knowing what time it is by the temperature, give or take a few hours.
"AHH!" Sesshoumaru heard another scream escaping the mouth of a woman. It came from around the corner and across the street. He hurried his pace so he could get a better view. "RAT! KILL IT!!" Why is it a woman screams, a human woman, and I come running after her?
Then he smelled it. That familiar scent he had to deal with for the past week. He knew who it was, Kagome. He then spotted her with a small grin on her face. He disappeared around the corner before she could spot him. Surprised not to see the city isn't in ruins? So am I.
He wanted her to worry more, worry about the city and what he will do. It was enough for the torture he had been through in this week, and now not being able to go back home. She deserves it, he thought.
He walked around the town, for a few hours, purposely avoiding Kagome. Thinking if he should keep his word and conquer this time, or not. It's true humans are a disgusting race. But they're much different from the past. They were intelligent and they bathed casually. They didn't smell as terrible as they did 500 years ago. But they are still a selfish race.
I supposes demons are also selfish, using the shards only for power and taking over lands that were farmed by humans. He sighed. Damn you, Father and your genes.
He was done playing games with Kagome and left her in the city to go back towards the well. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands. He was getting tired. But why? He could walk for days without rest if it weren't for Rin, and still not be tired. I'm still healing from the wound. I should be resting, not playing games.
He was passing by the park that Kagome had taken him to talk the day before last. He stopped to look at it and the children that were playing on the swings and equipment. They were happy, and the parents looked happy also, talking among themselves, laughing. He envied them. But why? They are humans. And he is a Demon Lord. What would a Demon possibly envy humans about? He had everything, strength, knowledge, land, everything a demon would need to survive. But he felt something was missing.
He crossed the park and sat on the bench he and Kagome had sat on when he spilled some of his feelings onto her. It had felt nice, finally having someone to talk to, someone who was interested in your life. He had Rin, but she's just a girl. She wouldn't know what to say or how to feel about it. He would imagine her smiling at him, saying that she's there for her lord, but that's not what he wanted. He wanted to know someone actually understood, actually cared. Of course, he's not the type to actually admit this out loud to someone.
He sat there for hours watching children leave and watching new ones appear. Each time he saw something that he has barley seen in his lifetime. Happiness and joy, laughter and love. He saw parents holding their babies close up to them as they watched their older children play. He saw couples kissing and hugging one another, young and old.
He heard the tires of a car skidding across the asphalt of the street and screams. He looked up, towards the street, to see Kagome flying through the air and crashing hard onto the street. He could smell her blood already. People were already around her and the driver had gotten out of his car.
Sesshoumaru got up and ran towards her, heart racing. Before he knew it, he was holding her face in his hands. "Kagome," He whispered, blood flowing out of her head and onto his hands and clothes. Her eyes rolled up and behind her head and her lids closed.
"Kagome." He said, this time with more gesture in his voice.
"Will she be okay?!" A voice from the phone had asked, tears running down her face, along with three other girls.
"I called the ambulance, they'll be here soon." Came a voice from the crowd. Sesshoumaru paid no attention to them. He had wondered why he didn't sense her before. He could have saved her before the car had stuck her.
"She's still breathing." The familiar voice, Eri, said as she knelt down and listened to her breathing and checking her pulse.
He knew if she were to die that he can bring her back with Tensaiga. That's not what was bothering him though. She was in pain, and he had let it happen. If he didn't avoid her for the day, if he could have controlled his anger, this would have not had happened to her.
-So I wrote this and then remembered they are in Japan. I don't even think they have cocktails in Japan. Sorry. Ha.
-Hum. So yeah. There it is. Sorry if Sesshoumaru's a lil' out of character. He's becoming a bit confused with his feelings and the human race. And Kagome.
-Next chapter will be up soon. Like always. So stay tuned! Please.
-I just want to be with you
'Cause living is so hard to do
When all I know is trapped inside your eyes. Adam Lambert: Time for Miracles.
-I kept listening to that song while writing this chapter. I think it kinda goes well with them two