InuYasha Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ The Lord and The Dragon ❯ Faith ( Chapter 8 )

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Chapter 8

 

 

 

Lord….

 

 

 

Here I was again standing in the midst of the only remaining forest for miles in a `concrete jungle'. Humans have such strange terms for things; if absurdity and irony were weapons then the human race would have conquered the Universe by now. Focusing again on watching the Moon rise higher and waiting for the Dragon to make his appearance knowing He was not far and would be in the clearing within minutes. Though I would never admit to such a thing, I find myself feeling a touch of apprehension over the upcoming meeting. I find that after starting to like the Dragon that I am hoping he will not disappoint my budding respect with his answer. Maybe I should not have given him the chose or made the offer at all, but honor demanded I do so. What if he turns out to like most humans and chooses to abuse the offer, what if he truly was his father's son? Is it possible that he could have deceived or tricked me into giving my word? Becoming angry at the thought and impatient having to wait for the answer, I recall and examine the details from last night's meeting. It was not possible to mistake his skill and strength, he was a warrior, born and blooded, that was irrefutable; but was it possible to retain such kindness and childlike innocence in one that is capable of massive death and destruction as the Dragon?

 

All thoughts freeze as a carefully hidden memory flashes behind my eyes blinding me to every thing but it. An image of a beautiful raven-haired woman stranding battered and bloody in the middle of a large clearing; not unlike this one, only it was a quiet battlefield. Her shirt and skirt hung in shreds from claws, a slash cut into the side of her face dipping brilliant crimson blood down to mix with the blood of countless others that already covered her body. The look in her eyes promised retribution and death even as they give quick mercy and forgiveness to those same enemies; eyes that blazed with rage at all that had happened and hope that even now there might be a happy ending for all involved. The image faded back into the vault for which it raised, like a personal phoenix, having blazed to life; reminding me that not all humans are the same and burning to ashes after it's work was done, waiting for the next time I begin to lost faith. Yes, such beings are possible, I only hope that my first insight was correct and I will not lose the newfound faith I have granted the Dragon. Ahh, he was here at last, time to get more that one question answered.

 

Lost in his own musings he did not sense me before he saw me, walking up to him I again state my question and reasons so that there would be no misunderstanding as to the importance of the answer he will give. “Dragon, I will ask again, what can this Sesshoumaru do to repay you for the life of one under my protection. Honor demands that a life-debt be repaid by giving you that which is the same value of the one saved, but cannot. Her value to the world is great for she will save it from darkness, and without her I would create a sweep of blood and destruction the likes of which this world has never seen even with two World Wars, before my existence will end. Her value to me is beyond understanding. I choose her over 550 years ago as mine and have waited alone all this time to finally claim her, the wait has taxed my patience, my blood-beast, and my sanity, but these are not things that I can give you. So, I give you the chose. Now chose.” As I wait I stare at him with a closed expression, as if his answer means nothing to me, only as an extension of my duty that would be carried out, not the wish for him to prove worthy of my trust. He gives me a searching look and I can smell his uncertainty, almost sighing in disappointment thinking he would withdraw or claim a selfish request. I was truly stunned to feel the calm settle over him and his answer. “Lord Demon, in payment of the life-debt owned me I request an alliance of both sword and mind.” I could not stop the look of surprise on my face or the pleasure of such a brilliant request, I reply, “State the extent of such an agreement.” He continues, “I request your sword for the protection of those of my family by blood or heart. In the event that I am unable to see to it through injury, absence and/or death.” “Done.” I replied instantly, “Although I will need to meet each new member as added along with a complete file for my private records.” As I informed him of the needed information and was not surprised by his response. “You will have all files tomorrow and meet the first of my family then also.” Stopping to take a cleansing breath he plunges on, “I also request that I be given access to your knowledge and leave to ask questions of all but a personal nature. A kind of friendship of sorts if possible, but that would be your chose, Lord” slowly breathing out all the tension having asked the final part of his request. While I was not too surprised by the informant alliance, as such things are often done in the demon world, the offer of a true friendship most certainly did. Mayhap I should be annoyed or angry for such presumption on his part, but I was truly pleased by his honest request and for unknowingly reaffirming the trust given. I allow a small smile to show my approval and unexpected pride in knowing I was right about him, before retuning to matter at hand, nodding my understanding of the request I reply, “Hai, Dragon. So shall the alliance be made and our pact sealed by the word of the Demon Lord of the Western Land. As for the choice you have stated, such is not given lightly or without great cause. Know now that you have earned the respect of this Sesshoumaru and that is given to few.” Neither accepting nor rejecting the offer as such a thing did not come easily. Giving a nod farewell, I turn to leave for I mush to do and think on. I decide to grant him the title he not been born to but had indeed earned, “Next eve, I look forward to meeting your Heart. Until then, good hunting Dragon Lord” the respect of an equal.

 

The next eve would prove interesting, already anticipating the meeting the Dragon's Heart. She must truly be an extraordinary woman to earn the love and devotion for a Dragon. I wonder if she understands the priceless gift she was granted and hopes she also has the wisdom not to destroy it through indifference. For the pain and misery of unrequited love is pure torture for even the most powerful of beings, even this Sesshoumaru. Thinking of such things bring back my own uncertainties about the future; in a matter of days I will have my answer to all the years of waiting, but could I continue if she answers no. If I only saw what I wanted, if she truly cannot love me in return, what then? Could I end my own existence with some measure of dignity to stop the pain or would I finally slip in to madness; a poor mad and deranged dog to be put down out of is misery without thought or regrets.

 

A soft sigh is carried away on the wind, a sound so full of sadness, pain and loneliness that it would bring tears to anyone that heard, even not knowing from who or what it came form or why it was made; only knowing that it touched a deep place inside of the soul that always feels a almost primal need to love and be loved, no matter what.

 

 

 

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dragongrrl- Sorry for the wait I was hoping to post chapters 8&9 at the same time but half way into the next chapter I keep banging my head against a brick wall, it's name is Sara!!! I'm about ready to let Ian tie and gag her then jump out the window with her to put the fear of God into her. Thank so much for the replies.!!!!