InuYasha Fan Fiction / Crossover With Non-anime Series Fan Fiction / Naruto Shippuden Fan Fiction ❯ As of yet Untitled ❯ Chapter 9: Princes Of Number Games Part: Kagetora ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Kagetora stood in the throneroom, the blood that still stained the floor and walls assualting his sensitive nostrils. He walked around the palace slowly, his newborn son asleep in the crook of his arm beneath his robes. His legs felt weak as he walked over the dead bodies in the halls, he could not turn to face his father's mutilated corpse. He'd been born and reached toddler stage in a matter of days within the few months his father had been hold up within the palace with Kaguya. He'd reached adulthood 7 months ago long before he left for the outside world. He returned home to find the city burning, it's once pearl white buildings in ashes. The streets were lined with bodies, blood spilled out onto the grasses. He had gone to the garden, finding 6 of the  elite guards dead, his father's body lay beyond, ripped into pieces and descecrated. Staring up at nothing blood was like a lake around him, his white and silver robes torn and destroyed. Kagetora had taken Sesshomaru's body and set it down on the throne his father had last sat upon when last they spoke. He sat down on a pile of pillows that had not been touched by carnage, pulling his sleeve back he stared down at his newly born child. "I have failed my father as his son, but I will not fail you my son as your father. I will avenge the massacre of our people, one day soon the kingdom of Kasaa will rise again stronger than before. ", he watched his son squirm a bit before settling down. Pulling out a bottle of milk he had prepared  from his robes he fed the pup. Smiling before burping it and settling him back down to sleep.

"Inuyasha shall be your name", he kissed his child's forehead as he felt the bond rise into his eyes and the mark form on his back, the mark of life mates whose souls had found one another, the outline of the mark appeared around his boy's tiny neck and he smiled quietly. Staring up at the ceiling he let the scent of his people's blood fill his nostrils. Revenge was a dish best prepared slowly and he was in no rush to go into battle with a newborn to worry over. He would wait and bid his time, he stood up, cleaning out the royal crib and placing Inuyasha within it. After that he made his way to change clothing and wash up before begining the long task of cleaning and dressing the bodies of his people. He would then bury them one by one until he reached his father, his father had not been back to the kingdom for very long, the people had gotten used to his protection rather quickly however. But, whatever Naraku had come with, whoever he had come with and flipping the scents and sights over in his mind it was clear it had been Orochimaru. He would wait to bury his father, he went in search of clues surrounding the murders, he had to make sure his suspicions were correct. He scanned the scent again, it was too mixed to truly get a good reading other than the heavy smell of snake and spider in the throne room. He looked at the doorway, claw marks lined both sides and trailed down onto the floor. There was a large hole in the wall and the smell of orochimaru's blood was stale within it. He could smell the spider's scent on the blood covered throne, 8 holes punctured the ceiling and a hole was once again visible.

He snarled and sighed, shoulders sagging headed back to sit with his child. he reached a hand over to pet Inuyasha's small head of hair, as a full demon he would be able to choose if he wanted dog ears or not when he was older, switching them at will. For now the fluffy triangles sat atop his tiny cranium flicking every so often in the darkness. Kagetora relaxed as best he could, now that the air was cleared of the smell of death. It had taken him all night but he'd cleaned everything. Demons of his lines where not capable of going out during the day, they were born from creatures of the night so n the night they had to remain. Not that sunlight would kill the strongest of them right away, but they were forbidden by the laws of their religion, Kaguyanism to stay in the eye of the moon and never leave it's light while awake.

He sang the ancient lullaby of his people to his sleeping son.


Once he was finished he laid his head back against the black wall of the nursey and closed his eyes to sleep. The sun was rising soon and he was not allowed to awaken during that time unless to feed and care for Inuyasha. Letting his hair fall out of the high ponytail he stored the ribbon given to him by his mother within his robes. His hair cascaded down around his shoulders, acting as a curtain sheilding his face from the small amount of light able to seep in through the crack in the window on the wall near the desk beside the changing area for the infant. He sighed, getting up to cover Inuyasha in the thick curtains of the specially designed bassonet. He then sat down and his purple striped eyelids fell closed once more. He pet the swords on his hips, moving them all two on each side in the crooks of his arms as he soon drifted off to slumber. His breathing evened out while he slept, making no noise and even as he was sleeping he was still on high alert. Though he knew no one would return here he could not help but be overly cautious. His dreams turned to daymares not long after he had fallen asleep. The swords nestled against him, he would use them to exact his revenge, one day in the future. For now he would isolate himself and his son within the foo dog palace, safe from those who did not know of their existence.



To Be Continued....