InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cursed ❯ blink ( Chapter 3 )

Media minor is being a bitch!!! for some reason it's doing weird things like not putting in any of the bold or italic words, or little g's and h's show up in odd places that they are not supposed to be or, like, the spaces that separate the paragraphs magically disappear!! it's pissing me off!! no matter what format I use it keeps coming up with new and interesting ways to annoy me. If any one who uses mediaminor.org knows how to make the damn thing cooperate then I would love your advice because I've tried everything.

Also, one more thing I feel like I should mention. I have this three year old little nephew who is just the cutest damn thing on the face of the planet mostly because he doesn't believe in words like “it's” or “That's” or “don't”, get it? So he's always talking like this, “I go to park mommy!” “my name Jake!” and my most favorite of all, “Yay! Auntie Babeka here!” no matter how hard he tries he is unable to say my name right. What's more he can't really say his R's very well, he has this sort of lisp where, instead of saying “here”, it comes out sounding more like “hewoo”. SOOOO CUTE!!! oh, I love that kid! Anyway, just thought you all should know cause he was kind of my inspiration for about half of this chapter.

Any who, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of Inuyasha.

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Chapter 3: blink

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Miroku's eyes snapped wide open as he clutched at his aching chest, trying desperately to fill his lungs with much needed air. He felt himself falling to the ground and shakily wrapped an arm around a close tree to stable himself while he caught his breath.

That had been way too intense for him; he liked a little truffle with death as much as the next guy but that was just a little much.'Out of all the ways one could die in this world, suffocation has got be the worst.'

Miroku rested his forehead against the bark of the tree as he tried to calm his racing heart, taking notice of the two girls in similar states; Sango and Kagome were at his right, Sango like himself, leaning against a tree for support, where as Kagome was on he knees holding her chest. Both were still gasping for air.

Miroku took the time to calm his nerves a little while the girls found their breath and familiarize himself with his surroundings. They weren't in any forest he recognized but, then, they were supposedly in Sesshomaru's memories so that was to be expected.

Nothing really looked out of place like he had expected; it was a sunny day shinning over a dense wooded forest. Miroku heard birds chirping and saw a few bunnies hopping into their hole. To him, it was almost odd that there didn't seem to be anything... off.

This was supposed be the day 'whatever-it-was' happened to Sesshomaru. They were supposed to find out what or who was playing around with his youki and this was supposed to be the day that it happened yet, here they were and everything looked and felt fine. It was . . . just . . . odd.

“So, where are we?” Sango looked up from dusting off her hands, trying to get a better look around.

Kagome raised her head as she got up and did the same, dusting off her knees. “I have no idea.”

The three friends started walking slowly through the trees. They had no clue what to do but they definitely didn't want to stay sitting there all day.

“Hey girls, look.” Miroku pointed to what looked to be a very small clearing just through the trees. The small group cautiously began to walk toward the light seeping through the trees, relieved. This forest was much more dense then they were use to. They only paused briefly when they heard a strange noise, almost like a humming sound, coming from beyond the trees. The noise got louder as the three of them got closer. They all got a little boost of confidence as they remembered nobody would be able to see or touch them. Knowing they wouldn't be putting them selves in any sort of danger, Kagome, Sango and Miroku stepped through the last of the trees and into a very small, soft grassy clearing.

It wasn't that much of a surprise how green this one spot was; the rest of the forest was packed in so tightly not a single drop of sun light would be able to get through on the best of days, leaving the ground with nothing but a dirt cover. This was probably the only spot in the entire forest that actually got any sun and it showed. It was bright, green, birds were singing, exotic flowers were blooming every which way, and in the farthest corner, a small boy in royal white garb sat sifting through a large flower patch.

At last they knew where that sound was coming from; the small child, who, as they got closer, suddenly came to look quite a bit like a smaller version of Sesshomaru, was gently humming an unknown melody. As the three teens walked closer they found he had the biggest smile on his little face as he happily hummed his song and picked only the best most colorful flowers.

Kagome couldn't help herself; at the sight of baby Sesshomaru's cute little face, his cute little smile and cute little Shirley Temple dimples, she just couldn't help it.

“Aaawwwwww!!!” She sighed as a huge smile plastered it self to her face. Miroku and Sango turned their eyes on her, surprised by the sudden noise. She looked back at them. “What?! … Okay, you know what, you guys look at him and tell me that is not the most adorable thing you have ever seen.” She ended with her hands on her hips and a pointed look at the both of them.

They were both a little taken aback. Miroku and Sango looked back to the little demon boy in front of them, conflicted. This little boy was also one of their worst and most powerful enemies. . . but damn if he wasn't just plain adorable right now.

Sango caved. “Yeah, he is pretty cute when he's not trying to kill you.” she smiled

“I know, right?! And he's so fluffy! Look at him!”

Miroku couldn't help but to role his eyes at the girls beside him, a small smile finding it's way onto his lips; even he had to admit this new chibi Sesshomaru was quite cute; he was wearing royal white robes (much like the ones they normally saw him in without all the armor) not looking at all like he should be kneeling in the dew covered dirt and grass, his pristine white hair piled up on the ground behind him. His small, overly fluffed tail was wrapped casually over his shoulder and under his arm, out of the way. In one hand he held an array of different colored flowers, all of them absolutely beautiful. On his face was the biggest smile Miroku had ever seen, rivaling even that of Shippo when Kagome brings him a brand new tin of pocky back from her time.

Miroku heard the girls simultaneously 'aaawwwww' at the smiling demon boy and his fluffy cuteness. 'Oh yes. Shippo is going to have some serious competition for the title of Worlds Cutest Demon Child after this.'

The monk silently chuckled to himself at this thought as he watched the girls continue adoring the little boy.




A happy little three year old Sesshomaru sat back on his heels as he continued picking flowers for his mother. It was her birthday after all and she always said she loves it when he picks her flowers and Sesshomaru loved to do things for his mother.

He looked to his hand at the many beautiful daisies and lilies he had already picked for her and smiled a toothy grin before turning back to the small patch of flowers on front of him, thinking he could grab just a few more before his parents came back to get him.

Every once on while he, his mother and his father would go on long walks through the forest by their palace and they always made sure to stop by this tiny clearing in the middle. It was one of Sesshomaru's favorite places to go. Here it was so relaxed and peaceful. His father, InuTaisho, was the Lord of the western lands and so was constantly busy. Of course he saw his parents many times through out the day but never for very extended periods of time. This left little Sesshomaru to be watched after by all the nannies, maids, guards and, quite often, his mother as well when she wasn't helping his father. Somehow, though, InuTaisho always managed to find the time to take these walks with his son and his mate and Sesshomaru absolutely loved it.

At the moment his parents had left go do something or other in the forest leaving Sesshomaru to play in his favorite field. The little demon absently wondered if they were all right as he plucked up a yellow daisy. They always seemed to do that; they would come across the clearing and the small field of flowers, Sesshomaru would start running around and having a good time, then they would leave for about five minutes or so. For some odd reason they would always come back with puffy, swollen lips, red faces and sometimes they were even out of breath. Sesshomaru had once asked them about it, worried that they had been on some sort of fight or maybe that they were sick but they just laughed and started playing his favorite game of tag. They always seemed to be really happy after they returned though so after a while he had just stopped asking about it.

Sesshomaru kept humming his favorite song, the one his mother sang to him almost every night before he went to sleep. He was in the middle of reaching for a particularly beautiful blossom he'd spotted near the back when there was a sudden sort of rumbling in the bushes behind him.

He stopped what he was doing and turned around to see what it was, child like curiosity etched onto his face. He noticed a few smaller trees in the dense forest moving about and shaking, as if being hit. Suddenly he could hear a voice mumbling something he couldn't quite understand getting louder as the shaking trees seemed to get closer.

Without any warning, some sort of large animal came bursting through the bushes and into the small clearing with a startled yell. The thing quickly scrambled to it's feet, straightened out it's filthy, dirt covered clothes and started kicking the offending bush that dare to be so rude.

Sesshomaru quickly realized it wasn't an animal but instead a small, angry little girl not much older then himself. He was shocked by her disheveled appearance and slightly bewildered as to why she was currently yelling profanities at the small bush she'd come bursting out of. He had been under the impression that bushes, like trees and rocks, could not hear nor understand if you were to speak to them... perhaps he was wrong.

As Sesshomaru silently pondered this new piece of information, the overly excited girl had finally seemed to calm herself down enough to slow her fast breathing, straighten out her clothes one last time, turn around, and stop. For the first time she noticed that she wasn't alone and instantly her face turned as red as a ripe tomato. For a moment Sesshomaru wondered if maybe she was ill. The girl bit her lip and averted her eyes in what appeared to be embarrassment.

After a few seconds of awkward silence between the two kids, the girl considered asking the little demon if he might know where they were. She had been lost in this stupid ridiculously compacted forest for hours now and it seemed that no matter which way she turned she always ended up right back were she started and, to be honest, it was beginning to get to her (as her earlier outburst towards the innocent bush indicated). Finally she just decided to get over her embarrassment and ask the kid for directions. After all, what could it hurt to just ask?

“Um...” Sesshomaru came out of his daydream about whether or not he should he should make friends with his favorite tree when he got home and looked back to the girl who was still standing near the forest line in font of him. “I was just wondering... um... do you know where we are?”

Sesshomaru looked at her, a little troubled. He couldn't decide if he should answer her or not. In an almost unusually quiet voice for the little demon he said, “My mommy say i not allowed to talk to people I not know.” He continued looking up at her, beginning to feel a little nervous.

It took her a second to understand what he'd said, he had been so quiet about it, and when the words finally hit her ears all she could do was smile. She had the perfect solution to such a problem. “Well, why don't we introduce ourselves and then we'll know each other?”

Sesshomaru was shocked; that was brilliant! Why hadn't he thought of it? It was just so simple and it made perfect sense. He couldn't find a single thing wrong with this beautiful plan. Instantly the smile returned to his face as he nodded his head to her suggestion. The girl happily bounced over and sat right beside him, crossing her legs.

“My name's Izayoi! What's yours?” she asked, cheerily.

“I Sesshomaru!”

The two children smiled at each other. “So, how old are you Sesshomaru?” Izayoi tried striking up a conversation with the boy, attempting to make him feel a little more comfortable.

“I three!” he replied proudly to his new friend.

Izayoi looked at him somewhat shocked; she had thought he was at least four or even five. He looked much to big to be three. She herself was almost nine and he was just a few inches shorted then she was! But she had always heard that demons aged faster then humans so maybe it was true. She decided to just let it alone, after all, how would she know how demons aged. “I'm eight and a half!” She happily gave her age as well, with an equal amount of excitement. “What'cha doin'? Can I help?” She leaned forward, just taking notice of the many flowers he held in his hands.

He gave her a very energetic nod and passed the flowers he was still holding over to her. “You hold these and I pick more.”

She smiled and nodded in agreement. It was difficult not to laugh at how cute the child in front of her was; the dimples on his cheeks as he smiled at her, his choppy way of speaking and he just seemed so excited about everything! It was contagious!

Izayoi giggled and watched as Sesshomaru reached in the far back of the small patch of flowers and retrieved the same yellow daisy he'd been reaching for earlier. He quickly handed it to to his new friend to add to the bouquet before going back to look for some more.

For a few minutes it went on like this as a comfortable silence surrounded them both. To Izayoi, it was the most calm she had felt in a long time. For a second or two, she even considered asking Sesshomaru if it would be okay for her to just stay there with him for the rest of the day; she really didn't want to go home. At the same time she also knew that if she didn't get back home soon she would be in even more trouble then she already was. So, reluctantly, after Sesshomaru casually handed her three purple mums to add to the arrangement, Izayoi broke the silence.

“Sesshomaru? Do you know where we are?” She repeated her earlier question, grabbing the demon child's attention.

Sesshomaru's shoulders slumped as he bit his lip, leaned back on his heels and thought about it. Yes, he did come here with his parents just about every week or so since before he could remember. Yes, this was his most favorite spot on the whole entire world. And yes, he knew that (if his parents would allow him to) he would be able to find this place blind folded. But, to be perfectly honest about it, he still had absolutely no idea where they were. All he knew for sure was that they were sitting, somewhere, in the middle of a forest... picking flowers. So Sesshomaru, being the overly blunt and sometimes painfully honest child that he was, had no choice other then to tell Izayoi the truth.

He looked over to her and gave a happy, toothy grin. “Nope.”

Izayoi's face fell. 'So close and yet...' Her brow scrunched up on her forehead in disappointment and in slight, for lack of a better word, confusion. Although she really couldn't decide what she was confused about.

One would think by the way Sesshomaru continued to smile at her that he knew all the secrets of the universe and yet was completely unaware that he did. It was at this that something finally occurred to Izayoi. She mentally kicked herself for not having thought of it sooner; 'what in the bloody hell is a three year old child doing in the middle of a dark, demon infested forest by himself?!'

“Sesshomaru, where are you're parents?” Her voice was laced with both concern and hope. Maybe, if his parents were as nice as he was, then maybe they would be able to point her the right direction of home. After all, there was no way an evil demon could have raised such a bubbly and friendly little kid. There was just no way!

Again Sesshomaru took a moment to think. He never actually paid attention to where they snuck off to but he knew they were close by.

Izayoi could tell he was getting ready to answer. His mouth opened but before anything could be said, he glance over her shoulder and stopped. In no more then a second he sprang to his feet, a huge smile plastered to his face and bolted straight toward what ever it was that had him so excited.

“MOMMY!!” Izayoi could hear the boy yell with blatant enthusiasm as he ran past her. She turned around just in time to see the small child being scooped into the arms of the woman she could only assume was his mother and this woman was beautiful.

She had long, straight, silver hair, tied up in pig tails on either side of her head, flowing down her back and stopping just above her knees. It was the most beautiful white color that shined even brighter every time the light from the sun hit it. The demoness was wearing a long floral yukata, white with blue trim, small pink flowers falling all around it and a deep red obi around her waist. Her large fluffy tail was wrapped around her shoulders, giving it the appearance of a shall. Looking at her face for the first time Izayoi could see the womans porcelain like features; a perfect waning moon in the center of her forehead, high cheek bones and sharp eyes, as if she were a perfectly made doll. The womans beauty was shocking... as was her hight. Compared to almost all the other women Izayoi had ever met this lady standing in front of her was a giant at almost 5' 8”.

Izayoi brought herself back to reality just in time to see her scoop a very excited little Sesshomaru into her arms and giving him a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around her neck and his legs around her waist while burying his head in his mothers chest.

“Hello my little puppy.” She smile as she greeted her son. “Did you have a good time?” Sesshomaru pulled away just enough to see his mothers face before nodding vigorousness; it was a wonder how his head managed to stay attached to his body. The woman casually looked over to Izayoi, still sitting by the flower patch with a bouquet in her hands. “Who is your friend, Sesshomaru?”

Sesshomaru glanced over his shoulder. “She Izayoi.”

At the mention of her name, Izayoi got to her feet as gracefully as she could manage, turned to fully face the two others and bowed as low as she could to the obviously important lady in front of her. No average woman, or demon for that matter, would wear such beautiful cloths simply to go walking through the forest. It was obvious to her that this was a woman of great importance.

Sesshomaru watched his new friend bow to them, rather bored with the whole routine, until he noticed something; she was still holding his flowers. He had completely forgotten. Instantly he removed his legs from his mothers waist and tried desperately to get himself down. For some reason his mother wouldn't let go! He looked up to his mother with his best little whiny puppy face that she could never refuse. “Down, down!” Finally she looked at him but she still wouldn't set him down. He saw her glance between himself and Izayoi and back again as if she couldn't decide. Sesshomaru was confused for a second; why wouldn't she let him go? Finally it occurred to him, it was so simple. Once again he looked up to his mother and said in the sweetest voice he could manage, “Pleeeaaase?”

At last, his mother sighed and carefully placed her son on his feet on the ground. The second his feet hit land he bolted, only stopping when he stood by the now very confused Izayoi. He smiled at her and gently took the bundle of flowers from her hands. Now she understood, after all he did say they were for his mother. Sesshomaru happily bounce back to his mom and placed the bouquet in her slender hands.

“Happy birthday mama!” He anxiously watched as his mothers face went from worried to curious and finally settled on happy and stunned. Her eyes seemed to sparkle as she gently took the bundle from his smaller hands and raised them up to her face to smell. They were a brilliant combination of pink lilies, purple mums, and yellow and white daisies, all of which just happened to be her favorite flowers. Sesshomaru had also obviously taken a lot of care in picking the right ones because not a single flower in the bouquet had the tiniest bit of a flaw to it. They were all in perfect bloom, none one of them were wilted or even missing a single peddle, and the scent was absolutely divine.

Finally, she turned her attention back to her waiting son and smiled excitedly. “Oooohhh! My baby!” She bent down and gave him a tight one armed hug, leaning over to place a kiss on the top of his head. “I can't believe you remembered my birthday.” The shining smile on her face seemed to only get brighter when she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder and turned to see her mate standing behind her. “InuTaisho, look at this. Aren't they beautiful?”

Sesshomaru glanced up at his father as an amused look slowly spread across his face. Sesshomaru beamed; he loved making his parents happy and by the looks on their faces he had obviously done something right. This pleased him.

“Izayoi helped!” as he remembered his new acquaintance he spun around at the waist and pointed behind himself. Both adults suddenly turned their attention on the only other person in the field who had, until now, not been of any interest. Sesshomaru quickly ran over to her, grabbed her by the wrist and proceeded to drag back to his parents, all the while explaining how they had come across each other. “I was sitting, and she came from the bushes and she help me pick mother flowers.” He finally stopped dragging the girl along as they reached Sesshomaru's parents. The demon child let go of her wrist and went to stand between his mother and father, wrapping his tiny arms around his mothers leg.

'Well, this is awkward...' Izayoi clasped her hands together behind her back and once again bowed low, this time to the much taller and much more intimidating demon standing by Sesshomaru. She could only assume this was his father.

The tall demon stood at a hight of at least 6'9”. He wore the most beautiful white hakama, tied at the ankle, and a black haori with a stunning image of a large white dog howling at the moon and clouds. He had his hair tied up in a ponytail at the top of his head and deep blue jagged markings on his cheeks. His tail was draped over one shoulder, casually. He didn't look nearly as formal the woman beside him but he was definitely much more intimidating.

Izayoi came up from her bow but kept her eyes on the ground. For some reason it wasn't quite so easy to voice her little problem to these two like it was to tell Sesshomaru. She worried her lower lip as she tried to find the right words so she wouldn't sound like the lost little kid she was.

InuTaisho stepped forward and calmly knelt down in front of the nervous little girl, so as to get her attention and not startle her. He gave her a small friendly smile. “Are you alright?”

Izayoi nodded, still bitting her lip.

InuTaisho raised a single eye brow and gave her a knowing look. “Are you sure.”

It was surprising to her how soft and gentle his voice was; so contradictory to his appearance. In a strange way, it made her feel safe.

In a small, timid voice she she finally confessed. “I got lost... and, and I can't find my mom.” Izayoi's face went red with embarrassment.

“Would you like for me to help you find your way home?” it was almost a whisper, like a secret just between the two of them. At least, that was how Izayoi saw it. Normally, she was an abnormally independent child, but just this one time she could admit, she needed help. But that didn't mean she had to announce it to the whole world! Izayoi was very grateful that this pretty demon man seemed to understand that. With the knowledge that she really had no other options and she would never be able to find her way back on her own, Izayoi gave a small but firm nod.

InuTaisho stood and turned back to his mate and son. “Okay, I'm going to take Izayoi home, how about you two head back too and I'll meet you there. Alright?”

His mate, Katt, inclined her head in understanding, having heard the whole conversation. Sesshomaru quickly ran over to a surprised Izayoi and gave her a big hug around the waist, whispering a small 'goodbye'. He did the same to his father before he ran back to his mom and started walking away with her into the trees.

InuTaisho turned back to the only other person left in the clearing and held out his hand for her to take. He recognized this girl; InuTaisho had made a point of knowing all the royal families in the area, human or not. This was the young princess of a human village just a few miles away from his own. As he felt her small hand fill his own, he lifted them into the sky and began leisurely flying over the forest.




Sango, Kagome and Miroku watched lord InuTaisho take to the air on a light yellow cloud in stunned silence.

“... Okay, so, what just happened here?” Kagome's question went unanswered. They had just watched one of the most revered and powerful lords ever in existence take off into the air with the child version of his future mate while his present mate took their kid, the groups' current lord of the western lands and their worlds most feared demon lord, a chibi Sesshomaru back to their mansion.

. . . . . . .

What the hell was there to say after seeing something like that?! The trio was stuck in their spots, to shocked and confused to move. This was not at all what they expected.

Very suddenly, the group felt as if they were being pulled, as if somebody had reached into their stomachs and started tugging them towards something. The world began to spin as they felt their bodies being forced through time; they saw trees flying by their faces and growing before their very eyes as the sun and moon rose and set in rapid succession. It was almost too disorienting to handle.

They finaly came to a dizzying stop on a grass covered hilltop. They were all very dizzy and a quite nauseous but other then that, the weird little trip they just went on still seemed much better then how it all started.

They all looked around and found they were now standing on the top of a small hill, a tree line leading into a forest on one side and a very large, very extravagant palace to the other. A little ways in front of them was a large sakura tree. In the shade of the tree was a small, silver haired demon child laying on his side facing a large rock heading a long pile of freshly upturned dirt.




Inuyasha hesitated as he looked into his brothers eyes... he had no idea what to say. He hadn't actually thought this far ahead; he never really believed he would make it this far. Most every plan Inuyasha had ever come up with, most of which he spent at least a few days working on, ended up failing at some point; something always went wrong. But this one, this plan that he spent no more than two, three hours tops, thinking up, this plan for some strange reason worked out perfectly. 'If that isn't the definition of irony I don't know what the hell is. . . . I guess I need to say something.'

“... Sooo... um...” 'Might as well start at the beginning.' “I don't know if you remember so here's what happened: me and my group were walking down the road, you kind of came crashing through this bush and passed out for a while there. Then I brought you back to our village. Right now we're in Keade's hut, she's the one who fixed ya up and found out what was wrong and stuff.” he sighed and took a breath, trying to think about anything else that happened. “And, also, we all got kinda worried about you wakin' up 'cause you have this tendency to be a little bit of an ass,” Inuyasha gave a not so subtle, almost playful glare straight at Sesshomaru. “So, I had the monk make this ofuda or sutra er, whatever ya wanna call it, it's right there on your shoulder and supposedly it makes you immobile. I wouldn't know so, ya wanna try to, like, move... or... something.”

Inuyasha looked insistently at his brother. Sesshomaru hadn't even thought about trying to move yet. To be honest he wouldn't really mind laying there next to his otoutou for the rest of the day but, he supposed it would be good to know if he even had the option to move in the first place.

He started at the bottom, trying to wiggle his toes... nothing, not even a twitch. He moved up to his legs and again, nothing. The same thing with his torso, shoulders and arms. He found he was, however, able to move his fingers the smallest bit. It was only the tiniest jerk of his pinky finger but it was enough to get his little brothers attention.

“Is that it? That's the only thing you can move?” Sesshomaru instinctively tried to nod and was a little surprised to find he could even do something as simple as that, at least not up and down. He tried side to side and, like his pinky, only got the bearist of movement.

“Damn, that is one good ofuda.” Inuyasha looked his brother up and down. “Can you talk.”

Sesshomaru tried, and failed. He couldn't talk, he couldn't even open his mouth.

Inuyasha waited a few seconds for an answer. When it had been almost a minute and a half, Inuyasha decided that his answer was probably 'no'. “Oookkaaaayyyyyy. Huh... Well, you can blink though, right?” Sesshomaru blinked multiple times, proving he could. “Alright, so, once for 'yes', twice for 'no'?” Inuyasha couldn't help being hopeful as he waited for his brothers answer.

True, at the start of all this, he didn't really know what he doing or what he really expected to happen, but he knew he would never get another chance like this; to have his aniki be in the same room with himself and not have it be like it usually is with them. He knew this would be the only chance he'd ever get to really talk to his brother about their past, all the shit Sesshomaru had put him through, everything Inuyasha had been bottling up since he six years old, he could finally let it all out and Sesshomaru would lay there and listen.'I deserve that much Sessh. Just a few hours of you and me like we use to be and then I can fix this. I know I can fix it...'

Sesshomaru looked into his brothers nervous, expectant eyes and then past him to the three people on the ground behind him. There was a bowl with a candle in it right in the center of them all. Sesshomaru could smell the herbs and the distinct smell of burning hair from where he was and instantly recognized the spell; he'd used it himself once before.

'you really thought this whole thing out didn't you little brother?'

From the size of that candle they'd used, Inuyasha and himself were going to be alone together for quite a few hours. It was brilliant really; not only would Inuyasha's friends be out of the picture for a while, they would wake up already knowing what happened. Inuyasha had seized an opportunity and, despite Sesshomaru's own insecurities about those three knowing everything about the Inu Brothers' past, Sesshomaru was grateful he did.

He looked back up to his waiting otoutou.

Blink.




after this point any scenes with Sessh and Inu in Keade's hut, Inu is probably going to be quite OOC. But for good reason. It'll make scene later, no worries.

This chapter was actually surprisingly easy to write. At first I had a serious case of writers block combined with pure laziness and some intense procrastination. . . but after I got over that whole episode, I wrote the whole thing in, like, a week. I love when that happens! :3

please review!!! I love reviews!! I never knew how much easier it was to write when you actually think people want to read the things you put down. It's such a cool feeling!

Peace! Love! Yaoi!!