A/N: where we last left off, the impending fate of the relationship betw Getsu and Sesshy is starting to get to them, considering their inner demons are constantly berating them to drop their morals and mate... will they succumb to their inner demons' wishes? enjoy~
disclaimer: i don't own InuYasha; my OCs belong to me.
Chapter 10: Bang! Rusted Diamonds
Her inner beast was starting to get annoying again.
She recalled the almost-incident between her and the current object of her beast's obsession and blushed, shivering a little.
'Ya know you want him,' said source of her slight migraine reminded in a sing-song purring tone.
A vein twitched on her brow and she inwardly growled at it, quieting its suggestive words. Since when are you so damn loquacious? She snapped.
It seemed to shrug. 'Since now that you were so very close to bearing his pups,' it replied jovially, as if the topic of being taken by said would've-been-sire was simple and tedious.
Her cheeks burned again. Piss off, I said it before and I'll say it again: I'll handle this and you keep your damn nose out of it. Got it? She rebutted sharply.
It sighed patiently and seemed to grumble. 'Whatever you say; but keep in mind that if he gets too close, I will come out and then you won't be complaining so much about whether I am in control or not when it comes to Lord Sesshomaru and being his mate.' It stated confidently, adding further fuel to her slight migraine.
She shuddered and mentally snarled at her beast in annoyance, hearing it snicker before it went quiet and said no more on the matter that was weighing on both her conscience and raging hormones.
"I told you it's love," her sister mused lightly in a quiet enough voice so that their leader wouldn't hear (he had been leading them through the land of the southwest for a few weeks now, with both sisters usually walking downwind and the imp trailing behind his master in the lead).
She stiffened and shot her a glare from the corner of her eye. "What's that mean?" She hissed.
She sent him a brief look to make sure he wasn't dropping eaves and met her glare with a patient look.
"You're my big sister; I can tell you're having… "issues" with your demon form. You only scowl and curl your lip in anger whenever it annoys or pisses you off, usually meaning that you two are debating over something…" My guess would be that it'd be the silver-haired ice king, she inwardly added.
Getsu's cheeks burned slightly and she snorted, crossing her arms over her chest. "Mama was right; you shoulda gone into the business of being a friggin' kunoichi." She growled.
Korihime smiled innocently, "Don't knock it, onee-chan. Besides, whatever you two were debating –or in this case, arguing— over, I'm sure you'll both come to a moot point in the near future." She saw her sister wince and growl a little.
Her cheeks flared a reddish pink color before she glared at the back of his head. "Whatever… smart-ass brat sister…" She grumbled in reluctant defeat.
She followed her line of sight and it clicked; ah so that's what they were arguing over! She inwardly giggled, deciding not to voice her amusement otherwise her sister would beat her into a coma, smirking. Apparently my hunch was correct. Well, as Mother put it, onee-chan, as the firstborn you have the right to claim your mate… And if you've both bonded then a night of mating is definitely in order sometime soon. I doubt he can handle keeping his hands off you for much longer, Getsu-onee, she thought.
The two-headed dragon chirped as Un's head nudged her shoulder, making her look up as she'd almost forgotten that she had been holding their reins in her hand.
She smiled gently, scritching Un's chin in response, hearing the dragon make a pleased noise before bumping his snout into her palm; she giggled softly.
She splashed water in her face, shivering and shaking her head fervently to try and wipe off the coldness of the pond water.
Their quartet had taken a brief break from tracking Naraku, and after the first snowfall the night before, Korihime realized washing her face with cold pond water was a bad idea.
Ah well, at least she learned not to do it again.
Her thoughts traveled to her sister and soon-to-be-brother-in-law, smiling a little.
At observing that both of their inner demons were trying to force them into mating, she had been giving them more alone time than usual, trying to occupy herself with tending to Ah-Un or going to look for food to eat and dragging the annoying imp Jaken with her. Of course she received dirty looks from the couple, mostly from her sister, but she often ignored the glares and simply kept her position as a member of their small pack, saying nothing unless she either felt like it or was asked to give a response.
The familiar-yet-unfamiliar scent of wolf jarred her from her thoughts; her blue eyes widened alertly as she straightened quickly, sniffing the air as she realized the scent was coming from the other side of the pond… right for her.
A soft growl began in her throat as she stood there and waited to see who the owner of the scent was.
Were they with Naraku? And furthermore, what business did stray wolves have in the northwest?
The scent was getting closer.
She lifted an arrow from the quiver at her back, raising the long bow and placing the arrow in her bow, lifting and aiming at the oncoming stranger.
A grunt sounded before a blur of brown leaped from behind the thick brush on the other side of the pond, the figure disappearing and reappearing infront of her.
Her blue eyes widened slightly.
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The male wolf demon blinked his blue eyes at the sight of an arrow head being pointed right at his nose; he stared past the sharp point at the would-be-attacker, staring at a pair of soft blue eyes.
A female wolf demon stared into his sky colored blue eyes, her brow furrowed in the concentration needed to fire the arrow that had come very close to stabbing into his nose; her hair looked blue but if he noted the exact color, he'd have to say it was more cobalt than straight-up blue; her skin was pale, giving off the impression that she didn't get out a lot.
"Who are you and why did you just try to ambush me?" She wondered, her tone stony, her grip on the feathered-tip of the arrow never lightening the tightness she held it with.
He took a step back mostly out of caution, stealing a quick glance at her pale blue kimono with fur lining the shoulders, silver obi wrapped around her waist, and dark blue leggings that came to her shins where gray boots covered her feet from the elements. "Sorry for scarin' ya like that." He declared, seeing her grip lessen a little as she sensed that he meant no harm.
"You're my kind so I won't shoot." Her soft blue eyes hardened a little. "But I still want to know just who in hell you are." This wolf demon reeked of arrogance, a trait in men she found made her bristle, but there was something else too: it smelled of having a pack-oriented mentality.
He smirked slightly and rubbed his neck, "sorry about that. My name's Koga, I'm the…" He began to introduce himself.
"The head of the Eastern Wolf Tribe." A calm growl sounded behind the she-wolf, making him tense slightly on reflex, before he bristled at scenting a male canine yokai was with the owner of the voice that had cut him off.
Korihime relaxed her stance, lowering the bow and arrow as she smiled and closed her eyes serenely. "I was wondering when you would come, onee-chan."
A/N: you guys knew this was coming. lol me doth sense a little jealousy on the part of a certain Inu-Daiyokai... /gets bricked