InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demon's Diary ❯ Battles ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7: Seventh Entry - Battles

 

I now have only two that are training with the martial arts, Koneko and Bougumaru. They both do exceedingly well and make excellent sparring partners for each other. Today I am going to see Totosai to have a sword commissioned for Bougumaru. The boy is an excellent swordsman, for a young human, taking to it like a fish to water. Koneko prefers to use her claws as weapons and the reason I think the two of them have done so well and come so far in their training is that they compete aggressively with each other. This only improves their reflexes and skills. Rin has given up, it is not in her temperament to be a warrior but she does at least know enough to protect herself better than in the past.

 

Chame will not even attempt to learn, not even to defend himself. It confuses me and I hate to think that he would allow others to dominate him without complaint. Thank goodness Bougumaru stands by him. Those two boys are quite in contrast. I would have thought that the human would be the one to cower but Bougumaru is quite courageous if a bit too brash and sure of himself. It will be his undoing if he doesn't learn to control his impulses. Koneko has been able to get though his defences on more than one occasion because of his wild way of fighting. So like my brother.

 

Inuyasha has gained more control over the Tetsusaiga now but when he first had it, he was pathetic. It angered me to see how he used our father's great sword. He would wave it around like a wild man and he still had not been able to master the wind scar technique. How bothersome. So I took it upon myself to teach him, but I had to do it in such a way that he would not realize it. If the court of my father found out I was aiding the hanyou it would be a problem.

 

So I show up with the pretence of trying again to take the Tetsusaiga and the old man Totosai has to interfere and try to protect my brother from me. Inuyasha really doesn't have a clue how to use that sword and I must remedy this at all costs if only for our father's memory.

 

I fight a dragon to gain another arm and again search out my brother. We engage in battle and I even tell him that he will never be able to beat me if he cannot see the wind scar and unlock Tetsusaiga's true power. How much more prodding does he need? I attack the sword itself again and again to try and get my brother to protect it, to use the wind scar but he still does not seem able to do so.

 

He is using his sense of sight to much and not his sense of smell so I blind him temporarily with my poison. Finally he is able to smell the wind that collides with my dark energy to create the wind scar. Progress at last, unfortunately for me I made a minor miscalculation and was unable to get out of the way. The Tenseiga is the only reason I am alive today.

 

That was also the day that I met Rin. I have already told you of her and what she did for me but it still amazes me that such a small child would try to help a fearsome demon such as myself.

 

I realized after that time that my brother would certainly require more instruction. He could now make the wind scar appear but had no style and finesse in using it. I had previously asked that useless old swordmaker to make me a sword, I needed it to be as strong as the Tetsusaiga itself if I was to continue to help my brother's fighting skill, but he refused. So I went to Kaijinbou, who had previously been Totosai's apprentice, to make me one. I used the fang of Goshinki, a demon my brother had defeated, to forge the sword Toukijin, but it took over Kaijinbou to get revenge on my brother. This was something that I had not planned and I had to go after the wayward sword. Kaijinbou should have known he could not contain the demonic energy of the Toukijin and was destroyed by the sword itself for his foolishness.

 

Inuyasha's group was so surprised to see me, they tend to be a bit slow at times, it is really a wonder they have all survived as long as they have. That old fool of a swords smith then had the audacity to think the swords aura would possess me. I say now as I said then, who did they think I was? I immensely enjoyed the look I received as I pulled the sword from the ground and contained its energy. I hate to admit it, but it was painful to control that sword. I could feel it trying to gain access to my mind, to make me bend to its will to destroy my brother and gain vengeance for it. But I am good at controlling my feelings and no one was the wiser.

 

I could sense something was different about Tetsusaiga, so I challenged my brother to battle me. I also am curious about his change of scent previously when he battled that demon, I could have sworn it was demon smell. I needed to see if my suspicions were true.

 

He is being told by those others not to engage me so I take the decision out of his hands and attack. I can see he is having a hard time lifting the sword at all and then I realize the difference, not only can I sense my father's aura within the sword but also my brother's as well. It seems he must have used his own fang to fix it. Him not able to lift the sword was like taking a step backwards, but no matter, he had to learn to lift it and use it.

 

I taunted him and we clashed again and I am able to strike the sword from his hand. I wait for him to take the sword so we can continue but then he does a most foolish thing and attacks me with his bare hands. I throw him back with the energy of the Toukijin, hoping he'll see the foolishness in what he is doing. He will get himself killed if he does not learn to wield that sword. My brother is too headstrong and stubborn, not even listening to the flea when it told him to take the Tetsusaiga.

 

Toukijin takes this opportunity to try to invade my senses and I know that it succeeded to some extent. I had grown angry, letting my mental defences down and soon Toukijin made me feel angrier than I had felt for awhile. I could sense myself losing control and I attacked him again intent on harm, then I smelt the change in him again. I could smell and sense the demon within my brother coming to the fore as he knelt there on the ground waiting for me, I cannot seem to stop; Toukijin is urging me on. If it had not been for Totosai spewing his fire between us, I am unsure as to what would have happened.

 

That miko girl brought my brother back to himself by the charmed beads around his neck. I saw them glow that day when she said that word and slammed him into the ground. I hope she does not require that spell often; it disturbs me to think of my brother, who has our father's royal blood, being sat like a common mongrel. I will keep watch. If she abuses the charm perhaps I will teach her a lesson in patience.

 

I gained control of myself, pushing the Toukijin's aura from my mind. That feeling of wanting to kill disturbed me greatly, that I could have been taken over, even that small amount, left a fear in me. I am most careful with Toukijin's aura and it has never been able to claim me like that again, but sometimes I hear its whisper, someday I will destroy it.

 

I now understood the reason father gave us the swords he did. Tenseiga, the sword of life, would be abused in the hands of mortals, and the same can be said of the Tetsusaiga. In the hands of demons it would be a most destructive weapon. After talking with the great tree Bokusenou, I now know, it seals my brother's demon blood. As I approached him that day I could feel the hatred, the blood lust coming off him in waves. That is not my brother and he would be forever broken to remain such a beast. I often wonder if my father knew of my dislike of taking lives and that is perhaps why he gave me a sword that gives it. Odd thought I suppose, but still I wonder.

 

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Kagome closed the book with a pensive look on her face. “I wonder how often he watches us,” she said, looking around nervously, remembering that bit in the book about teaching her patience.

 

Inuyasha grunted, “He's not here, I'd smell him.” The two sat in silence for a bit longer contemplating what they had read.

 

“Do you think he's being trying to help you all this time and we didn't know?” she asked. It was hard for her to imagine as Sesshoumaru had shown nothing but disdain and hatred towards his brother, or at least she thought he had.

 

“Seems that way,” he agreed.

 

“I don't understand why he has all these kids, why is he so different than what we thought?” Kagome had to shake her head at all Inuyasha had let her read.

 

“I don't know. Seems like I don't know anything about my brother,” Inuyasha sighed in frustration. “I have to find a way to talk to him. Maybe we could be…,” he didn't voice the rest but Kagome could hear the hope there.

 

“I'm not sure, Inuyasha. Maybe we should talk to Sango and Miroku about this. How is he going to be when he finds out that not only you read the book, but me as well. He might be really mad.” Kagome shivered a bit at the thought of it.

 

The two headed back to camp, walking quietly, each engrossed in their own thoughts.