InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ FIGURE IT OUT! ❯ Getting to know you. ( Chapter 7 )

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

Kagome looked at all who sat at the table. Sesshoumaru sat at the head of the table, Kagome

at his right and Kaze at his left. Kagome had been introduced to Sesshoumaru’s captain, and

his mate Tsuzuki, before dinner. Their daughter Sakura sat between them. Rin, Shippou and

Sango sat sullen at the table. Tears still ran down the fox’s face, his eyes dark and shadowed.

Kagome glanced at the end of the table before quickly returning to her plate. Inuyasha had

entered soon after the others. Kagome sighed, she didn’t know what to do. Every time she

tried to talk to him she’d choke. She just couldn’t figure out what was more important than

your dieing friend. Kagome smiled as a servant filled her glass. Holding the cup in both

hands Kagome stared into the clear liquid. Miroku’s death was a shock, her father had died

but she was still young and the hurt wasn’t like this. Not like now, now she knew how much

pain he suffered. Blinking back tears Kagome swallowed the cup’s contents. Standing she

bowed to Sesshoumaru, she couldn’t stand this silent room.

“Excuse me Sesshoumaru. May I leave?”

“You may.” He stared at her. Her dismay filled the room and made his heart clench. Bowing

again she swiftly left the room. Spearing a glance to the young demon that opened the door

before closing it behind her Kagome strode down the hall. She just needed time to think

that’s all. The last couple of hours have been nothing but a swirling pool of turmoil. And the

last thing she needed was to be in a room with two highly strung dog demons, one depressed

fox and two sorrowful humans. The young Miko didn’t know what to do. On one hand she

wanted to kill Inuyasha for not being there for Miroku, but on the other hand she wanted to

believe what ever he was doing was important enough to forget a friend. Exhaling loudly

Kagome glanced around to find she was completely lost.

“Great, why did this place have to be so big?” Resting her back against the wall she slide to

the floor, closing her eyes. She didn’t know how long she sat there but her mind slowly

drifted between sleep and awake.

“Koi, what are you doing on the floor?” The sudden appearance of Sesshoumaru made

Kagome jump. Kagome smiled faintly as the demon lord sat beside her. Wrapping his arm

around her shoulder Sesshoumaru brought her small body close to his unarmoured one.

Kagome sighed happily as she rested her head on her demon’s shoulder. She smiled, that

sound nice ’her demon’. Tightening his arm Sesshoumaru smiled a genuine smile. He had

been worried when his little Miko had left dinner without eating much. The situation was

delicate, if he said something wrong he could ruin what little progress he had made.

“Kagome…”

“Stop Sesshoumaru. I don’t feel like talking about ’it’. Talk about something else. Please?”

Taking a breathe Sesshoumaru nodded.

“Very well. What would you like to talk about koishii?”

“Tell me about you.” Kagome had always be curious about the young and handsome demon

lord. The way he treated his half-brother always made her wander why he was like that. To

hate someone so much, to loathe them with such distain.

“Very well. I am a lord. My father is dead and my half brother has the brain of a ox. No That

would be an insult to those poor animals.” Kagome grinned as she lightly punched his

shoulder.

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” Cocking his head to the side the demon snorted.

“If you desire to know about my life then I shall tell you.” He turned to look at her. “That is if

you want me to.” Her large grin made him worry if her face will ever be the same.

“Yes,” she nodded. “I want you to.” Rubbing his face with his free hand he sighed. Might as

well entertain her. Looking up at the ceiling he rested his head on the wall, closing his eyes

before speaking.

“It may be hard to believe but I wasn’t always this… Unapproachable.” He frowned when

Kagome snorted. “About five hundred years ago…”

“Exactly how old are you?”

“789”

“Paedophile.” She grinned, fake disgust on her face.
“You are of age. Anyway, there is one event that I can remember clearly. It was just after

father had left to see to a border dispute. A couple of friends and I were always getting into

trouble. Once we dyed father’s hair blue.” He grinned. “He had to go to an important meeting

like it. Well, after he had left my friends and I decided to… Associate the castle dragons with

the young females. You see for a while we would always fight with the females of are age;

Sadly they would more then likely beat us. It was a perfect plan. We release the dragons, they

chase the females, then we drench them in Saki. Unfortunately they were wearing their

celebration kimonos. We got into a lot of trouble.” Kagome who had been silent smiled as

Sesshoumaru chuckled. To see this side of him made her forget all the times he tried to kill

her.

“What were your friends names?” Turning his head at a sound from the end of the hall he

answered.

“Kaze and Kurai.”






Perfect. Maybe Hiro wasn’t such of an imbecile as Kurai once thought. She did after all drink

it. Soon the time to attack would be at hand. All he needed was one last thing. A sword to

rival Tokijin. So now here he was, outside the tainted blacksmith’s abode. Kurai grinned a

toothy smile. Who better to make a malevolent sword then Jokinji. Looking around Kurai

sneered in disgust. Being a demon that grew up in a place of beauty and wealth the swamp he

was in did little for the sword smith’s life span. Standing tall the Inu demon stepped into the

decaying hut; black smoke wafting from the built on fire pit. What he saw almost made him

reconsider. Jokinji sat in his hideous glory on the floor. His eyes were red and bulging, his

long brown tongue flicking in and out to wash them. Long ropy arms extended from his

shoulders, ending in long nimble fingers tipped with black claws. The length of his legs was

smaller than his arms, giving him a dog like walk. A thick, scaled covered tail whipped back

and forth as he stared at his guest; His lidless eyes moving up and down. Bulging teeth

sprung from his mouth, his lipless face unable to contain them. His green skin shimmered in

the soft glow of the fire. Looking at this creature made Kurai release that his warriors were

the good looking ones.

“Jokinji, I want a sword.” The rasping laugh grated on Kurai’s nerves.

“That sshould be obviouss, I am a ssword ssmith.”

“Do not make fun of me.” Shifting slightly Jokinji rubbed his thick neck, the Inu’s aura

washing over him like water.

“Very well. I need live ssacrificess then.” Raising his hand Kurai clicked his long fingers.

Staring at him puzzled Jokinji’s mouth fell open as five demons in chains walked fearfully in.

Their clothes dirty. Jokinji smiled, maybe he could keep the young female.

“Ah, My Lord Masster, a dragon, wolvess, a fox and a bird. Their fangss will make a mighty

ssword. What sshall I do with them after?” Kurai sneered, unbridled disgust in his amber

eyes.

“Do with them as you like. How long will my sword take?” Jokinji smiled, it was more a

show of his teeth then anything. He would feast good on the males, and the female fox would

be a perfect bride. Snapping out of his thoughts at his guest growl he stood.

“Two to three dayss masster. I sshall ssend it to you when it iss done.” Nodding his approval

Kurai swiftly left. Creating a dark cloud he calmly floated away, never once turning back as

the screams of Jokinji’s victims reached his ears. Everything was going just as he planed.

Soon he would attack. Kurai growled low. It was all Sesshoumaru and Kaze’s fault that they

were going to die. Sesshoumaru and Kaze were once his friends but now he would enjoy

watching the life flow from their eyes. The hatred for the two Inus ran deep. They were once

the greatest of friends, but that soon went sour. The young lord deserved all that was coming.

Sesshoumaru took away HIS title as Inu No Tashio, then banished him. He snorted. All he

did was poison some of the Fight’s competitors. Kaze would suffer just as much as

Sesshoumaru, for he had taken his love; Tsuzuki. She would have been his if it wasn’t for that bastard. Sakura would be his. Kurai smirked, he would take Tsuzuki and his precious

daughter while he watched helplessly. Then he will kill them all. All but his dear Kagome.




The long flight to his armies did much to calm his temper. Lightly landing on the grass

covered hill he breathed deep the smell of death. His entire army reeked of the dreadful

smell. Folding his arms into his haori sleeves, he yelled for Hiro. Many of the demons stood

frozen as their Lord’s voice boomed over the clearing. None moved. Kurai grew impatience.

“Where is Hiro? I want him now!” A young, brave and maybe stupid dragon slithered out

from the army, his scaled body shining in the setting sun. Large horns sprouted from his

head, their green shade making them look like trees. Standing in front of his master he

bowed, his large orange eyes averted; only the worthy could gaze upon the Inu.

“He is leading a raid master. A small village to the east. He said he felt a strong monks aura

there and you would be pleased to feast on him.” The dragon waited for his lord to lash out

but it never came. Kurai smiled. He was pleased with Hiro’s choice, a monk would help him

from being purified.

“Good.” Turning he faced a tall demon who stood out from the crowd. “Come Shoji.” The

black eyed Inu demon nodded as he followed his lord up the small hill. Unlike most Inu’s

Shoji had short purple hair and black eyes. His facial marks, instead of one or two on each

cheek, were jagged and was one single line from ear to ear; The black standing out on his

pale skin. His different features thanks to his mother. He wore no shirt just a pair of hakama,

their once red colour faded to a light pink. Once they were far enough away that no one

would over hear their conversation, Kurai turned to face his ’friend’. They both had

something in common; They both hated Sesshoumaru. Shoji was also exiled. He was

banished because he tried to rape a female Pack member. Kurai tilted his head, compared to

his crime of murder Shoji was the greater villain.

“My lord, how long till we attack?” Rubbing his neck thoughtfully, Kurai answered after a

short pause.

“After the fights. Most of the Pack would have gone to the dwellings on the other side of the

hills. Though it’s close, it would still take them at least twenty minutes to reach the main

buildings and the battle. Plus it would take just as long for some one to get there and tell

them. That would give us an advantage.” Shoji grinned, the other dwellings consisted of Pack

members that weren’t in the Inu No Tashio’s family, a soldier or the mate of a soldier. The

other dwellings were nested in the centre of a dormant volcano, effectively surrounding the

buildings in a natural wall.

“Good idea. Kurai, if you don’t mind me asking, I saw that package you gave Hiro. Is it what

I think it is?”

“Yes.” Taking a breathe he turned to stare at the last slither of sun in the west. “I made him

give it to the Miko.”

“Sesshoumaru’s chosen?”

“Not for long. Now Shoji, what of your task?” Sitting down cross legged Shoji grinned at his

lord. It wasn’t all good news but he would like it all the same.

“So far we haven’t found it.” At his lord’s stern look he raised his hands in defence. “I have

sent men all over this world. They found nothing, but the ones that left for a far away

continent did find some interesting parchments. There in my tent, I’ll show you later.” As

Shoji paused Kurai became annoyed.

“Get on with it. Do you know how to obtain ‘it’ or not?” Shoji chuckled, it came out more a

sinister cackle.

“The scrolls state that ’it’ isn’t in the plain world. It’s in another. Do not worry Kurai I have

sent my most skilled men to find out of to retrieve ‘it’.” Kurai smiled as patted Shoji’s

shoulder as he walked past. Things were going good.

“Shoji, once we take over the west Pack the east, south and north will soon fall. You may

have your pick.”

“Ah, you are truly generous my Lord. I will have which ever has the best looking females. Especially the young ones. ”





“Come on you slow dogs! Hurry up!” A small female ran around a tree laughing as three

small males chased her. Her long her braided whipped around her as a large gust of wind

blew through the trees, the golden strands shining. Her blue and golden eyes closing to the

harsh wind. Her small hands were hidden in her kimono sleeves as she raced around, two

thin, blue stripes on each cheek made her pale face all the more white.

“Wait up Tsuzuki!” The three boys yelled, their breathes shallow and harsh. Turning she

stuck out her tongue.

“If you want it back so much come and get it!” Spinning she started running backwards,

laughing at her slow friends.

“Come on Kaze, Kurai, Sesshoumaru! One of you guys could lead this Pack, but not if your

slow!” Sticking her tongue out once again she spun around only to run face first into Toga.

Gasping she scrambled to her feet as the boys came to a panting halt beside her.

“Now what do we have here. Tsuzuki, did you take something from Kurai?” Shifting from

foot to foot the young Inu nodded slowly. Pretending to be angry, he waved his finger in the

air. His next harsh words were made soft by his warm fatherly voice.

“Give it back and say sorry.” Nodding again she turned to the small boy. Taking out the

crystal ball she gave it to him mumbling a sorry before kissing his cheek and running off.

Kurai stood still, his face red. Toga grinned.

“Kaze you father has been looking for you. Come Sesshoumaru, your mother wants you.”

“Goodbye Kurai, Kaze.” Waving to his friends he raced after his father as fast as his short

legs could carry him. Kurai only faintly heard Kaze’s goodbye. Tsuzuki had kissed him.

Looking to the sky he smiled, one day she would be his.


Staring at the moon Kurai shook his head of such child hood memories. It was over and done

with. Tsuzuki was with Kaze, not him. Every time he thought about her his heart ached.

Sighing he walked into his tent, almost falling onto the large futon. Soon he would have his

revenge. Soon he would have his Kagome, and his Tsuzuki.