InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Frozen ❯ You're frozen ( Chapter 3 )

Title: Frozen
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Inu Yasha/ various, Inu Yasha/Sesshomaru mentions of Inu Yasha/Kagome and Inu Yasha/ Kikyo
Category: Drama, romance, slash, Mpreg, yaoi
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Non-con, Mpreg, Incest, SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Inu Yasha or its chars. They are property of Rumiko Takashi and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

The chapter titles are lyrics from the song "Frozen” by Madonna


Chapter 3: You're Frozen

I had a new fire inside of me, one that was fueled by determination and a lot of revenge. I began training and soon my long legs and arms grew a bit of muscle. I started by chasing and taking on larger prey and I didn't stop there as I picked fights with lesser demons and then greater ones. I soon met my goal of bringing down large healthy deer; first does and finally the antlered bucks. I didn't stop there. I worked hard and even with a serious wound or two I still managed to bring down a warthog. I was proud and even prouder to have the scars from his large tusks on my right leg. My next goal was a bear itself but before I could meet that goal as well something more interesting wandered across my path.

A tall, lanky figure who dressed in a flower patterned kimono hakama and steel spiked armor set with a fluffy object wrapped around his body, with eyes that contained the usual contempt I witnessed when those of pure demon blood found them-selves in my proximity; which he didn't bother to keep hidden at all.

He looked prettier than any demon I had seen so far and carried himself with such bearing that I could tell right away he wasn't just any demon. His hair was silvery like moonlight and blew ever so slightly in the spring breeze, its consistency reminding me of spider silk; which parted at his forehead revealing a dark blue crescent moon.

His eyes were golden just like my own but were lined with crimson like some geisha but double stripes along each cheek let me know it was not a makeup job but natural markings. By the smell of him I could tell he was an Inu Youaki. I played it safe and knelt in a defensive manner waiting to see what his actions would be.

“And here this Sesshomaru thought I could make it through my life pretending that the stain upon the Inukami name would eventually be eaten and cease to be,” he said in a bored monotone with a snobbish sniff.

I stood up a little and looked into his face, “Inukami name?”

“How typically ignorant you are. You are the bastard our father left behind, what a sad memento you are,” he said as he looked down his nose at me as if I were a pile of turds.

“So you are my brother,” I asked outright. Why play word games when truthfully I had no patience or time for them.

“Half; and even that this Sesshomaru refuses to acknowledge,” he said flipping hair over his shoulders.

“Do the remaining members of Inukami clan realize that you dress like a woman? Or do they actually think your one? If you're going to pretend you really should stuff your kimono with meat buns or something,” I responded as I stood to get a better look at him.

At that he growled and pure hatred entered the all too familiar looking gold eyes and he lunged at me with the intent of killing me. It was surprising and yet it gave me an adrenaline rush. I managed to dodge and escape bigger attacks that included his venomous claws. I escaped our first meeting a little worse for wear but proud of myself.

That began a grand game between us. He wanted me to never exist and I wanted to prove that I was better than any full blooded demon alive. Our fights made me stronger; worse for the wear but stronger.

A year of this and more practice with prey until I had taken down a bear and it was then that I decided to go after the bear demon who had caused me to lose my pup.

I returned to the maple and my pups' grave and knelt pulling weeds and cleaning the stones before I paid proper respects and then I stood up vowing to return with a memento.

I started by sniffing out the bear demons scent and upon finding it I followed it found him lounging not far from where I had been attacked, lying on his back next to a ravaged warthog carcass.

I approached and I heard a deep inhale of breath and a loud snort as he cleared his throat, “Thought I told you to stay away from my hunting grounds hanyou.”

“That was before you stole something precious from me,” I responded flexing my claws.

He sat up and grinned before standing up to his full bulky height and stared across at me, “You mean the bastard that you carried?”

I growled and ran at him. I dodged long meaty arms with knife like claws and swiped at his right leg as I dove to the ground, sliding into a standing position which I then turned and clawed his back repeatedly before he turned to smack at me missing once again and I slid on his other side swiping at his left leg. I slid into a standing stance again and flung his blood and flesh off of my claws and onto the leaf littered ground. He charged at me and I jumped into the air but was caught my right ankle.

I didn't let it deter me as I twisted and swiped and clawed at his face causing him to fling me away and into a tree. It hurt and the wind was momentarily knocked out of me but his clawed eyes and blood seeping into them gave me enough time to stand and ready myself. I attacked again swiping at his right arm and coming behind him, gaining a few feet and then I ran at him jumping into the air and coming down to drop kick him onto his belly and face, staying on his back where I dug my claws into his back and shoulders and viciously dug into his flesh so that his fur covered clothes were gone leaving scratched and bleeding flesh. He rolled and I jumped off smacking at his side as I did so.

Anger fueled me and as he swiped at my side I stopped only momentarily to see my blood seeping through the tears in my firerat haori/hakama before I growled and reached down to touch my sides; my fingers coming away blood soaked.

Something clicked as I raised my hands fresh with my blood and felt ki gather and threw my blood watching as it transformed into dagger-like knives which sliced the arms, legs and torso of the bear demon. He gave a startled look and took a step back, re-evaluating me all of a sudden.

“Flying blades of blood,” he asked in surprise.

I had done something unexpected and he seemed unsure. I grinned and brought my hand to my bleeding side again, making sure to soak my fingers in the coppery scarlet substance leaving my body.

“What was that about my loss,” I asked as I raised my hand again.

He turned to run but I once again flung my ki filled blood at him again yelling out as I did so, “Hijin Ketsusou~!”

I watched as the blades severed his limbs and his neck. I watched his head roll off his shoulders and stop a few feet away where his now dead eyes stared blankly out at nothing, a look of surprised fear frozen in place instead of the cocky grin he had started with.

I approached and lifted the severed head by his shaggy hair and spit on his carcass, “This will be a fine gift for my pup.”

And I did just that. I took the severed head to my pup's grave and set it beside his stone covered burial place. I went to a nearby stream and cleaned myself as well as my clothing. Night came and I found myself back in my abandoned cave, finding everything where it had been before I had left. I dusted off old furs and hung my clothes to dry. I laid down and had a good nights sleep for the first time in a long time.

I awoke in the morning and dressed in my now dry clothes and made my way to the nearby flower field. I picked an array of flowers and brought them back to the grave, decorating it in beautiful fall colors before saying goodbye and taking off feeling a little lighter for having accomplished not only in avenging myself and my pup but achieving a new weapon; Hijin Ketsusou, flying blades of blood.

To Be Continued….

Still have plenty more to write. I have written this story down up to chapter 12 in a little notebook. I wasn't joking when I said that I couldn't get this story out of my head.

Kat