Disclaimer: All rights for Inuyasha are reserved by the brilliant and wonderful Rumiko Takahashi.
Genre: Drama, Angst
Rating: T
Note: This is loosely based around events from Episode 156: "Battle Before the Tomb - Sesshoumaru V.S Inuyasha!" of the Anime.
Summary: His Father's grave was sacred ground. For them to defile it...
This pieces Star is a Certain Son, whom has a very high sense of pride.
Forsake Me Not, Father.
Sesshoumaru stood upon the rock, his gaze fixed on the shell of what had been a once great demon.
His soul was crying- For revenge, for blood, and for a father who'd long forgotten him.
Pain, so fierce it ripped through his body- an invisible wound. He looked down upon his brother and channeled it in the only way he knew how: Anger. Anger at this upstart who spat on what their father had stood and died for.
His body moved before he was even aware of it.
First born, heir apparent, pure-blooded, possessing an indomitable strength, a proud being marred by only one recent imperfection.
Did you forsake me for
this, father? A lowly half breed who curses you name, and would defile your sacred grave?
Gritted teeth, an insurmountable grief- it coiled in every cell of his being. Driving Tokijin into the bones under his boots, his fist curled without thought, and swiftly he drove it into Inuyasha's face.
"Why you…! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Inuyasha snarled from the ground.
The cold pain, the burning hatred in the Taiyoukai's eyes- the only outward sign of unrest.
"How dare you, a worthless half-demon, taint fathers resting place!" His voice shook, quiet with rage.
Palming Tokijin the furious demon took to the sky, landing across from his foe.
Naraku
Molten-Gold eyes flashed; a sinister promise of death to this second transgressor.
This Sesshoumaru will avenge you, Father… I will present this vermin's corpse at your feet.
FIN
I've always felt that despite outward appearence, Sesshoumaru is a being of great emotion. He's just to proud, and socially inept to know how to express them as vibrently as say Kagome or even Inuyasha. He is desperate as any other son for approval, even if he himself cannot recognize what exactly he's feeling. At least that's what I wanted to portray here. Whether you as the readers agree or not, I hope you enjoyed the piece non-the-less. :)
For documention sake this was origionally posted and written for the live journal community Iyfic_Contest, on January 23th, 2013.
Anyways I hope everyone enjoyed this tidbit, look forward to the next one, and remember~!
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