InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Devils and Demons ❯ We’re coming! ( Chapter 37 )

Devils and Demons
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November 2, 2006
Pairings: Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha, Vergil/Dante
Disclaimer: The characters of InuYasha are not mine, they are the property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. Nor do I own any Devil May Cry characters, they belong to Capcom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships which includes incest. I'm letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been warned..

 

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Summary: Chaos has erupted in Toga's household during Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru's mating ceremony. Plus, Vergil and Dante are on the prowl.

 

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Chapter 37: We're coming!

 

Long silver hair flowed behind Toga's lean muscular form. All of his guests had been escorted into his main receiving court. His eyes shifted between bright gold to dark crimson.

 

The atmosphere in the hall was suffocating from his demonic power. Most of the visiting royals and lower ranking nobles did not know what the cause was of the Western Lord's agitated state, and no one was willing to find out.

 

The high priestess and other ningens held a pensive look to their faces but remained close mouthed. Even the devil twins paced the crowd as if they were caged animals.

 

Toga stood atop of the three-step dais glancing wary eyes around those gathered before him. A shadow of a dragon slithered about his head. Sounga snorted puffs of smoke and fire, to signal to every one its master's growing displeasure.

 

Tetsegia and Tenseiga joined in the intimidating taunts by rattling at Toga's side.

 

Vergil and Dante circled the room once more like the predators they were, before closing in on their prey.

 

Those around them backed away with caution, happy they were not the center of the devils attention.

 

“If you want to live, I'd suggest you tell Inu no Taisho, Toga, where his grandchild is, Lady Kumiko,” Dante said as Vergil gripped Yamato tighter by the sheath.

 

“I don't know what you're talking about.”

 

“Really?” Dante instantly pulled Alastor from his back, pointing it at the female. “Alastor says otherwise.”

 

Then another thin, long, sharp blade joined the first, and Kumiko swallowed thickly in fear as Vergil's cold gaze made her tremble.

 

“I swear. I didn't take the pup.”

 

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Sharp claws dug into the earth, ripping patches of dirt and grass with each frantic step. Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha ran for most of the dark chill night, following the distinctive scent of Mizuki, but time was running out. Storm clouds had gathered over head as the night wore on, and at any second the land would be drenched in rain—washing away their pup's scent, their only means of finding her.

 

With the passing of the hour the sun gradually disappeared from view. The wind blew up slowly, shifting the direction of Mizuki's puppy scent.

 

Both canines stopped, sniffing the damp air. Sesshoumaru put his nose to the ground smelling it, carefully treading the area, while Inuyasha sniffed the trees. He instinctively raised a hind leg and peed.

 

In a deep guttural voice, Sesshoumaru chastised his mate, “Was that necessary, Inuyasha?”

 

“Back the fuck off, Sesshoumaru!” Inuyasha growled. “I've been at the whims of my damn attendant for most of the day, and to have my pup stolen right under my nose is unacceptable. I don't wanna hear no shit from you, because I needed to pee!”

 

The larger canine would have laughed had the situation not been so serious, but Sesshoumaru knew his brother would not appreciate it. Instead, the future lord slowly walked to Inuyasha, nudging him with his muddy snout.

 

The smaller inu nipped at its mate but missed biting him.

 

“You looked lovely today for our ceremony, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru said sincerely, as he licked his mate's muzzle.

 

Rain descended in big patches. The storm opened with a crack of lightening. They took refuge under the thick canopy of trees which shielded them from becoming soaked.

 

“We lost her scent, Sessh!” Inuyasha's whine pierced through the forest, only to die in the raging storm. “I want my pup back, Sesshoumaru!”

 

Not knowing how to calm his hysterical mate, Sesshoumaru latched on to the back of Inuyasha's neck. The inuhanyou stilled momentarily before lifting his tail in a welcoming invitation.

 

Sesshoumaru mounted his mate in acceptance thrusting a few times to get a rhythm, but quickly withdrew causing Inuyasha to snap at him. The inuyoukai snarled at his mate to be quiet. Triangle ears swiveled to the south-west of them.

 

The calling was faint but they heard it nonetheless over the down pour of rain.

 

Mizuki was crying out to them.

 

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Having already no patience with humans, Vergil was hard pressed not to chop the female into pieces in front of him and his brother.

 

She was a cunning bitch, and the twins were not fooled by her at all.

 

As the devil in blue took a step toward the Northern heiress, Naraku ran up to Toga, whispering in his ear.

 

As Naraku talked more, Toga's facial expression contorted with fathomless vexation.

 

“Vergil, Dante—let Lady Kumiko go. She is not the one responsible for kidnapping, Mizuki,” Toga said sighing heavily.

 

The swords were removed as Kumiko stuck her perk nose in the air—inwardly patting herself on the back.

 

The twins glared at the retreating youkai with suspicion. They didn't trust her.

 

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The door creaked opened as it was pushed in. The hinges were rusted and were in desperate need of oiling. The lights were on but it seems that no one was in. The inside was clean for the most part, with the exception of a few newspapers and magazines scattered on the low table.

 

Dust particles floated lazily in the air, swirling in a beam of faint yellow light from the open shutters around the room.

 

Walking in further, the silver eyed young woman went to the office desk. It was clear of paper and any other objects that would normally be stationed on a desk this size. Only the telephone occupied the vast desktop.

 

Looking past the furniture, she spotted a picture of a beautiful enormous silver and grey dog baying at the moon on top of a rocky cliff above a roaring ocean.

 

Next to the marvelous painting, a sword in a red velvet lined glass cabinet caught her attention. The white embroidered stitching above the sword spelled out `Rebellion'. The hand guard was skeletal arms lopped off at the elbows.

 

The small head was smooth, polished to a fine shine, but its expression was that of torment and suffering. She could clearly see sharp teeth in the wide open mouth. The eyes were sunken in. Jewels (probably rubies) at one time must have occupied the now dark sockets. Needle point horns stood out from its head. Seven (fourteen in all) tiny ribs could be counted, as the miniature body emerged gracefully into the thick blade.

 

Mesmerized by the unusual weapon, the girl shook her head to break free of the pull of being drawn to the sword. Spying another glass cabinet on the other side of the picture, she walked over to it, but to her disappointment the case was empty. The white embroidered lettering read: Alastor.

 

Turning her attention to the desk, she sat down. A photo book was the first thing that piqued her curiosity upon opening the bottom right-hand drawer.

 

Opening the first few pages the girl realized that it was a wedding album.

 

She stared intently at the blonde hair, blue eyed female.

 

“Is she my mother?” she wondered out loud to no one, shaking her head to dismiss the thought. “Mama and Papa said Dante was eighteen when he came to them.”

 

Leaning in closer to get a better look, she said to herself, “Hmm, he looks to be about twenty-five in the photo.”

 

She obviously saw where she inherited her eyes and hair, and of course her height. Tears immediately fell, wetting the wooden surface of the desk. She hit it. He was suppose to be here

 

—BANG!

 

She wanted to meet her father and ask him why he had abandoned her.

 

—BANG!

 

—BANG!

 

“Why?” she wept.

 

“Why, aren't you here?”

 

“Why?”

 

—THUD

 

What was that?, she thought, looking down at her booted feet.

 

A bundle of letters fell out of the drawer next to her. The letters were addressed to Dante. All were unopened—no return address or sender's name.

 

The most recent letter was on top and the last one. With trepidation, the young female opened it. A key clanked on the desk as she unfolded the slightly yellow paper. The stale odor of mold wafted up her nostrils. Undeterred, she read the contents, hoping this would give her some clues to her other parent's whereabouts.

 

If you are reading this, Dante, then I have left to fulfill my dynasty to becoming the next Dark knight of legend.
Enclosed is my key to my apartment. I know you lost yours, which is why I had the locks changed. I left something there for you… something that I should have givenyou a long timeago. The item you seek is in thetop draw of my night table,on the left side of the bed.
Please know that I never meant for us to be at odds with each other. Even now as Iwrite this letter to you, my soul calls to yours, but I must deny it and you.
I am sorry for the hurt I am putting you through. But no matter what happens, if I survive hell's second coming, I will return to you.
We will be together as we were meant to be.

 

Vergil

 

Refolding the intimate letter, the youth cried anew. The words Vergil (whoever he was) wrote was touching—full of regret, sorrow, and longing.

 

It was plain to see in black and white that he cared deeply for Dante.

 

Fire ignited in quicksilver eyes with a new mission, she lifted the key off the desk clutching it tightly in the palm of her hands, holding it over her heart.

 

She put everything back into place including the bundle of letters.

 

Stepping back out of Devil May Cry and into the dead of night, the girl hopped into her jeep. With one last look at the place her father called home, she sped off towards upstate New York—toward Vergil's apartment.

 

oOo TBC oOo

 

 

A/N: I'm not exactly sure where Devil May Cry is located, but since I had Dante take a plane to Japan, I'm putting the location somewhere on the east coast of the US and Vergil's apartment is not far from there.

 

Can some one please tell me who the hell kidnapped Mizuki? Kumiko claims that she didn't do it, but Vergil and Dante think otherwise. Are you with them? And what did Naraku tell Toga to make him call off the twins? Maybe he knows? Nah!

 

Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha picked up their pup's scent, will they find her? Don't know? Well, stay tuned for the next chapter.

 

Nemesis

 

oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 38 oOoOo

 

 

“Vergil! I—I had heard you were sick.”

 

“Why, Trish… you're shaking. Don't tell me that after all we've been through, you're afraid of me?”