InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demon's Diary ❯ A Poisonous Gift ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter 11: Eleventh Entry - A Poisonous Gift

 

The kids have asked me to tell them a story. I am not well versed in children's stories and I tell them so. Still they beg and Rin asks me to tell them a story about myself. Bougumaru wants to know how I learned to use my poison whip; he is quite fascinated by it. In fact, now I have to show it to everyone. They all settle down as I tell my tale, satisfied by the show of my powers.

 

I actually was not born with this technique. It was a gift from the Nagamushi demon clan. Nagamushi are snake demons, very human looking until you notice where their legs should be; they have none, their lower body is that of a snake and they are varied in color and type. Some are poisonous, some are not. I, of course, received my ability from the poisonous kind.

 

I was about the age of fourteen and had been strolling through the lands of my father and was just along the Southern borders. I loved coming here, it is always warm and I love the heat. As I walked along I heard yelling and went to investigate. A group of human males had something cornered and they were poking it with pitchforks and sticks, tormenting whatever they had trapped.

 

At first I thought it was just a large snake, all I could see was a squirming mass of red coils with white spots that had black centers; the definite colors of a poisonous one at that. As I got closer I could see it was a Nagamushi boy, no older than eight or nine and he was terrified and bleeding from where the sharp weapons had pierced his skin. He was desperately trying to get away but one of the men had his tail pinned to the ground with a pitchfork and everytime he tried to pull it out or fight back he was struck by the others.

 

The boy himself was very pretty, long white hair that blended to red and then was tipped in black graced his head. His hair was pulled back from a delicate featured face and tied back in intricate braids behind his extremely long, pointed ears, leaving only his long bangs that parted in the middle caressing each side of his face. His human torso was slight but muscular and bleeding.

 

Without thinking I leapt to the boys defence, striking out at the men with my claws, quickly driving them away. I may have been young but at that time I was still quite strong, far stronger than humans as least. I pulled the fork out of the boy's tail so he could leave and saw that he was unconscious.

 

I was unsure of what to do now. I did not know where to take the boy, Nagamushi were quite rare really and I have not seen one in a long time, I am not sure there are even any left alive at this time.

 

I had to think of something to help him. We were fairly close to a stream so I went there and wet my obi and used it to wash the blood off. Some of his wounds were quite deep, but like all demons, they would heal in time. I helped by licking at them. An Inu's saliva can aid in the healing of wounds.

 

I should have been prepared for him to be frightened when he awoke and I supposed it looked like I was trying to eat him to his foggy mind because I soon felt two long, sharp fangs pierce my shoulder and then shortly after that I began to feel numb.

 

He soon realized his mistake when he saw the obi I had used to clean him and that he was no longer pinned to the ground. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to poison you. I remember you now, you were helping me,” he apologized, his voice tinged with concern.

 

I was feeling very groggy and my head was spinning, I think I tried to answer him but I could not seem to get my mouth to work.

 

He actually picked me up in his arms and we were soon moving fast. I did not think someone so slight could be so strong; he carried me as if my weight meant nothing. By the time we arrived at his father's estate I could no longer move at all and breathing was becoming quite difficult. I could see his mouth moving but for some reason I could not hear any sound.

 

A rather large intimidating Nagamushi appeared, very muscular, with red hair pulled up in the traditional manner of a warrior lord. The snake part of him was bright red with black and white bands. Most likely the boys father my confused mind was telling me, at that moment I could not fathom what was happening to me and why I could now see black spots in front of my eyes.

 

When I next was able to see I was in a room that was lit only by candles making the room seem fairly dark. I must have made a noise because I next saw the young boy leaning over me asking me if I was okay.

 

“Ungh,” I replied bringing my hands up to my pounding head.

 

“Here let me help you sit up,” he said as he propped me up on some pillows.

 

“What's your name? I'm Nami,” he told me.

 

“Sess…Sesshoumaru,” I managed to slur out to him.

 

“You're lucky my boy is so young, his venom is still developing”, a voice from the front of the room told me. “If you had been bitten by an older member of my family, you'd have been dead on the spot.” The rather large Nagamushi lord I had seen on entering the estate soon slithered into my view and handed me a drink of water. I took it gratefully feeling very parched.

 

“My father, Dokuga-sama, saved you,” Nami told me. I could only nod my appreciation which turned out to not be such a good idea as my head began to pound again.

 

“How long have I been here?” I asked shakily.

 

“Not even one day, its just coming dusk now.”

 

“Sesshoumaru,” stated Dokuga, “In order to save you from our poison I had to make it so the toxin would not affect you. I have imbued you with our venom. No kind of miasma will bother you again and you will be able to use the poison running through you as a weapon. Consider it my thanks for saving my son. You will have a headache for a couple of days and you may feel nauseous off and on but you will live.” He looked at me kindly and patted my arm. “Rest now, you can return to your own lands tomorrow,” he told me as he escorted Nami out the door.

 

The next day I returned to my father's castle, Nami accompanied me to the southern border where we said our goodbyes and I continued on my own from there.

 

I do not believe that even one person asked where I had been that day and night. I am sure no one cared so I carried on as always but now with a new weapon. I never told my father of my new ability or any of my senseis. I learned to use the powers I had been gifted with on my own and it has come in handy on more than one occasion.

 

I even managed to save my brother's miko once, only getting insults for my efforts.

 

I look down and see all my children have fallen asleep so perhaps that story I will tell them another time.

 

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“Wow, that's quite a story,” Sango expressed with awe.

 

“I…I never knew that, I thought he was born that way,” intoned Inuyasha with surprise. What else don't I know about him?

 

“I remember that, when he saved me. Mukotsu had us all poisoned and he was going to kill me. Sesshoumaru showed up and destroyed him. Mukotsu's miasma's had no effect on him at all,” Kagome told everyone.

 

Inuyasha felt guilty, he remembered the first thing he had thought was that Sesshoumaru had hurt his friends. It wasn't until Kagome had told him that his brother had been the one to save them that he had not tried to kill the demon lord. Looking back now he remembered the hurt look he had received at his accusations before it was hidden behind that stern mask. I thought he just wanted to know where Naraku was, he really was trying to help us. Damn it, how could I have been so stupid not to see that? I've got to make things right between us.

 

With that determined in his mind, Inuyasha closed the book. “Let's head out again guys, Sesshoumaru's got to be around her somewhere,” he said as he stood. The whole group again began heading west.