InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ FIGURE IT OUT! ❯ Don't you care? ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Why? Why are you crying? Please stop crying. I don’t like crying. Oh my dear Sango why

can’t you hear me? I’m speaking I’m I not? Please why won’t you answer me? Oh my God

the PAIN! Please make it stop! Oh I remember now it was the demon wasn’t it? My dear

Sango, please don’t cry over me. I will always be there for you, watching you, loving you.

Don’t worry about me, I’m fine with it. OH MY GOD THE PAIN! Make it STOP! Oh no I

made you cry harder. Please stop. Kagome? I made you cry to didn’t I? I seem to be making a

lot of people cry. Who’s touching my hand? Oh it’s you Shippou, young Shippou don’t cry

lad. Everything is fine. You will be fine. I’m dieing I can feel it. But I’m not alone I’m I? I

have all of you. Don’t I? I see you all, Sango, Kagome, Shippou and is that Sesshoumaru?

Where is Inuyasha? Where are you Inuyasha? Friend where are you? OH MY GOD THE

PAIN! This is the end my friends, I feel the blood running on my face. Oh no don’t cry my

friends. I will always be there my friends. Always. Grow old Shippou. Live long Kagome.

Die happy my dear Sango. Move on. Inuyasha, where are you? OH MY GOD THE PAIN!

This is it. Good bye my friends. “S-S-S-Sango, m-m-my dear live l-l-long and h-h-hap..” The

pain is gone. You’re gone. I’m gone.




Throwing herself over Miroku’s body Sango screamed for him to return. To not leave them.

Shippou cried, clutching Kirara’s shaking body close. His eyes wide, his face wet from tears.

Kagome couldn’t hold it back any more. She let it out, her morn full cries, along with

Sango’s, were heard all over. Even Sesshoumaru’s normal emotionless face was creased with

sadness. His eyes closed in silent pray. He could feel it. His heart was aching slightly. He

blamed this new feeling on Kagome, seeing her sad made him sad. Opening his eyes he

stared at those before him. The young fox was rocking back and forth, the neko his lifeline.

The demon slayer screamed as Sakura pulled her away from the dead body. That’s all it was

a dead body. But… Not to them not to his Kagome or her friends.

“Leave her be Sakura.” Staring at her lord she bowed her head as she let go of Sango who

fell to the floor, hunched over, sobs racking her body. Kagome crawled to her friend hugging

her close as she rocked her gently. The Miko closed her eyes tight. This is not right! He was

meant to live, to have children, to have Sango. Now he was dead. Kagome had seen many

deaths, had killed some herself. But this hurt like nothing else, he was fine yesterday, he was

talking yesterday, he was… He had a soul yesterday. There was nothing they could do. But…

Snapping her eyes open she locked her brown orbs with the demon lord‘s golden gaze.

“Sesshoumaru, what about Tenseiga? Will it work?” Three pairs of hope filled eyes stared at

him, their hope and beliefs easy for him to see. Looking down to the single sword at his

waist, Tokijin stayed in his rooms while home but the life sword went with him everywhere,

he grasped the hilt. Sliding the sword out the room fell quiet, Sakura staring in awe at her

lord. He was far kinder then people knew, but he never did anything for anyone if it didn’t

help him. Sesshoumaru stared at the corpse, waiting to see the demons from the underworld.

Narrowing his eyes he growled ,they weren’t there, he couldn’t see them.

“I cannot see the underworld demons. I cannot bring him back.” Sheathing his father’s fang

he looked at the other’s his sorrow for failing in his eyes. “I’m sorry. It seems that demon

stops the ones he kills from coming back.” Kagome gave him a weak smile as she held Sango

closer, Patting Shippou’s head as he climbed into her lap, Kirara mewing sadly.

“It’s okay Sesshoumaru, you tried. For that you have my thanks.” Sesshoumaru turned his

head away, unable to stare into her sorrowful eyes. The slight glowing of her neck drew his

attention. The Shikon No Tama could feel her pain, her desire to bring back her friend. He

knew that that would never work, if his sword couldn’t bring him back then nothing could.

His mother’s necklace hung above her shirt, the blue carving catching the flickering lamp

light. Oh how beautiful she was. He may of only been courting her for two days but it felt

longer, his affection felt like a lifetime connection. The way he was drawn to her was almost

frightening in the way he was always thinking of her. Her big brown eyes always seemed to

be in his thoughts. Sesshoumaru wished he could just have her, but he knew that humans took

longer to make life long choices. It may be weeks, months or even years before she choose him.

“Sesshoumaru?” He was startled at the sweet sound of her voice.

“Hn?” Smooth, he thought let her think you have the brain of a fruit.

“Do you know where Inuyasha is? Why he is not here?” On the outside he was calm but on

the inside he was angry, how dare Inuyasha make her upset! Her eyes were glossy and shiny

form unshed tears, her lip trembled. The young demon lord knew where he was, but to tell his

little Miko would make her sad. Turning he headed for the door. Stopping on the outside of

the room he spoke without looking back.

“No. I sent out a message, he would know. But I will look for him.” Then I will pound his

head into the dirt, kill him and bring him back so he can clean the mess up! Closing the door

Sesshoumaru sped down the winding hallways till he reached the courtyard outside. Inu-

demons in the true forms wondered around, some lying down sleeping or relaxing as their

mates sat by scratching them. The ground was covered in grass, trees were everywhere.

Walking swiftly to the dojo, not looking at anyone as he made his way to Inuyasha. The Half

breed had spent all his time in the dojo training since he had arrived. Stopping at the entrance

Sesshoumaru looked around the large room. Weapons of all shapes and sizes hung from the

walls. High rafters built so balance training could take place rose high above his head. The

dojo itself was huge, large enough for three full grown Inu-demons, in true forms, to freely

fight. A thud drew Sesshoumaru’s attention to the centre of the room were Inuyasha sat on

his backside, wooden sword laying beside his clawed hand. He wasn’t wearing his haori,

sweat ran down his back as he growled at the old Inu before him. The demon looked to be in

his late forties, his silver hair starting to turn gray. The old Inu looked up from frowning at

Inuyasha to smile at the young lord.

“Oh, my Lord Sesshoumaru! What a pleasant surprise!” Inuyasha stiffened as he turned to

face his half-brother. Sesshoumaru’s eyes narrowed to golden slits. The evil look sending

shivers down Inuyasha’s spine.

“Dear brother, why did you not come when I sent a message? Your friend was ill.” Grunting,

Inuyasha rose, blowing air out his nose and crossing his arms.

“I had things to do.”

“Akiinu-sensei, please leave.” Akiinu bowed to his lord before swiftly disappearing out the

door, the silent click of wood hitting wood the only sound heard. Calmly walking forward

Sesshoumaru, his steps controlled and menacing, glared at Inuyasha. Stopping in front of the

hanyou, the demon lord growled.

“You do know your friend the Monk is dead? Before you start barking at me I tried Tenseiga,

it did not work.” Inuyasha shivered as he stared into Sesshoumaru’s cold and uncaring eyes.

Then it struck him, Miroku was dead? His friend was gone? Grief washed over him as the

impact of Sesshoumaru’s coldly given words made sense. He could never see him again. It

was the pain all over again, first Kikyo and now Miroku. But..? Straitening his back Inuyasha

wiped the glistening tears from his eyes. Staring his brother in the eyes, he huffed.

Sesshoumaru was disgusted.

“How does it feel. You were in here training so you could fight to become the leader of the

Pack, you were so engrossed in this you didn’t care that your friend was dieing and is now

dead. He died without you by his bedside. You put your selfish needs above his.”

“What would you know?! At least when I’m head of the Pack I will be liked! And even you

will have to bow to ME! No more stupid half-breed!” Sesshoumaru had had it. With a loud

roar he through Inuyasha across the dojo, the crack of him hitting the wall echoed In the

woodened building. Whimpering Inuyasha Tried to lift himself up but only succeeded in

falling down again. Cracking his knuckles Sesshoumaru had to control himself from releasing

his poison. It was the only rule of the dojo, don’t wreck it. Going Inu wasn’t an option either,

to eat Inuyasha would harm Kagome.

“Inuyasha, I do not care if you were there or not but he was your friend. Part of YOUR pack.

If you don’t even care about the pack you had you will never be a good leader.” Turning

Sesshoumaru walked away, he needed to cool down before he killed him. “Plus Inuyasha,

Kagome wanted to know why you weren’t there. You can tell her that it was about how you

wanted to avenge the past mistakes YOU made but blamed on others.” With his hand on the

door Sesshoumaru stopped as Inuyasha roared.

“How would you know how to look after a pack? You’re a gold hearted Bastard!”

“Inuyasha, I am not cold hearted to the members of my Pack and to those that are not my

enemy. Oh yes, and Inuyasha the Monk will be buried on the Grounds tomorrow sunset. You

know where.” With that he opened the door and left Inuyasha alone.



It was almost ready. All he needed now was a weapon to rival Sesshoumaru’s Tokijin. But

that could be taken care of quite easily. Staring over his army Kurai smiled a predators smile.

His white gleaming teeth visible in the growing light of the dawn. The sun rose casting the

clouds around it to turn purple, the calm colours were nothing but an illusion to what was really

happening in the early morning. Kurai stood atop a hill, his blue haori sleeves blowing in the

warming wind. His white hair was braided and wrapped around his neck, getting blood in it

was something that didn’t appeal to him. Today was a great day, three hundred demons had

joined him. He smirked, that brought the total of his army up to ten thousand. Turning his

head away from the massacre bellow he thought about the numbers. Sesshoumaru has at least

ten or eleven thousand at the Park now. I could attack after the fights when that number

drops. He frowned, No, the Housing is not far. Sighing he leaped from the out cropping ledge

to land gracefully in front of his general.

“Hiro, I want you to take my friends the dogs a present.” A large lizard demon turned and

bowed at the sight of his master. His long, thick arms dragged across the ground as he stood

before his lord. His green skin looked sickly and his yellow teeth didn’t help. Hiro tensed at

the request. Nana was one of the strong ones and he had died, Hiro was scared to face the

dogs alone. Seeing his hesitation Kurai growled.

“You will do this or die.” Hiro swallowed hard as he rubbed the back of his thick neck with his clawed hand.

“Yes, My Lord. I will do anything for you.” Kurai smiled, reaching into his haori he pulled

out a small package wrapped in fur. Handing it to Hiro Kurai placed his smooth hand on his

cheek. His poison seeping out.

“Do not fail like your brother.” Nodding sharply he sniffed the package only to gasp in

surprise.

“My Lord! This is is…” Placing his clawed finger on Hiro’s lipless mouth he silenced him.

“Just do it.” Stepping back Hiro vanished in a puff of smoke. Kurai couldn’t help but laugh.

Nothing like weakening the foundations before you break the building.




Hiro shivered as he held the small vial of liquid in his large hand. The lizard demon was a lot

of things but this…

“Kurai must be planning something big.” He whispered. Hiro crouched low in the bushes as

he waited for the guards to move so he could get into the Inu Pack. Their voices faded as they

moved away. Taking a breath to calm himself Hiro run straight for the stone wall, passing

right through it. Looking around he raced for the main house. Racing through objects now

and then. Stopping by the smallest of the three buildings he waited for the Inu to pass before

continuing on to the lords home. Quickly passing through walls, staying in some to stay

hidden from servants. Climbing the walls he followed a servant to the meal hall. Quickly he

jumped from the wall and into the servants body. After facing slight resistants the Inu’s soul

calmed. Walking calmly forward into the hall he glanced around searching for the Miko.

Stepping beside her he filled her cup, tipping the contents of the vial into it. Sighing he

slipped out of his puppet to sink through the floor. It was done, now to get back to his master.