InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Good Enough to Eat... ❯ Interlude: The Proper Measures ( Chapter 6 )

So, just a little something to keep everyone from chomping at the bit. I hope it satisfies for now. There will be more to come shortly.

 

I noted, with no small amount of surprise, that quite a few of you seemed a little put off by the previous chapter's nip to the rear. Sorry if I offended anyone, but he is a dirty dog… It might not be for everyone, but I know I certainly wouldn't mind. He could bite me wherever he damn well pleased.

 

Thus far the story has been from Kagome's point of view… I thought it would be nice to throw a little of Sesshomaru's thoughts in here somewhere. Enjoy!

 

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Interlude: The Proper Measures

 

He considered himself a patient youkai, certainly, but he was also determined. There was nothing that he desired that remained out of his grasp for long… save the Tetsusaiga. Yet, that was due to the fact that he'd deemed it necessary for the hanyou to keep it, not because it was unobtainable to him. Even with the obstruction of his father's barrier, he'd found a way to wield the blade. Had he truly still wished to possess it, there was little that could stop him.

 

Now, however, he desired something entirely different, and - patient or not - he was beginning to tire of being denied. The constant interruptions were beginning to wear on his nerves. There would be no more of them; of this he was certain.

 

So, in order for him to gain that which he sought, he would take the proper measures to ensure that this time around there would be no one to stop him.

 

His previous encounters with the object of his desire had ended prematurely, all due to the constant, annoying presence of one, particular nuisance. It was high time he removed said nuisance.

 

Standing patiently among the trees, he expanded his aura outward, knowing that the barest touch of it would send his prey running. The little fool seemed to be rather protective of the item he was after, and his continuous meddling had been the only thing to stop him from gaining his prize.

 

So, knowing this, all he had to do was sit back and wait for the idiot to come to him.

 

Sure enough, within seconds the brazen hanyou burst through a dense patch of forest, snarling as he came to a skidding halt before him.

 

“What the hell are you doin' around here, Sesshomaru?!”

 

The daiyoukai narrowed his eyes on the insolent whelp who dared question him. It would be so simple to separate the mongrel's head from his shoulders… but that would only cause more problems. The miko cared for this filth very deeply, and decapitating him would likely result in the loss of his ultimate prize. The young girl considered him a friend, and she protected those she labeled as her friends with a fierce intensity that was uncommon in most humans. The stupid whelp held so much of her devotion and loyalty… it shocked him.

 

`A pity, truly,' he mused. `Her attentions would be so much better suited… elsewhere.'

 

Of course he planned on redirecting said attentions with a little coaxing. No woman was able to withstand him.

 

A tiny, imperceptible smirk touched the corner of his lips. Of all the bitches he'd pursued, she was the only one who seemed hesitant. All who'd come before her welcomed him with open arms… or open legs, as it were. Yet, the challenge was what made it so delightful.

 

“Don't think I don't know why you're sneakin' around our camp, bastard! You're not fooling anyone!” the hanyou continued, unaffected by his brother's earlier dismissal of his question.

 

Sesshomaru frowned. The brat had been guarding the young miko viciously since their last encounter, hovering possessively at all times. `Like a dog with a bone,' he scoffed. Little did the boy know, his bone was about to be stolen out from under his very nose.

 

“Enough of this foolishness, half-breed. You will not keep me from gaining that which I desire.”

 

With unmatched speed he rushed forth - a blur of motion - and dealt a heavy blow to the hanyou's midsection. The boy was sent flying backward with enormous force, leveling several trees before coming to a jarring halt at the base of one, particularly sturdy oak. The blow knocked him completely unconscious, and from the looks of things he wouldn't be going anywhere for some time.

 

Sesshomaru smirked wickedly, pleased with the outcome of this encounter. With the boy out of the way, nothing could stop him from obtaining his prize. Now, to collect said prize…

 

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So very much to do, so little time. Gotta finish this, `Sangria', revise my gallery on ffnet, and then post all of my stories on each of the fanfiction sites I'm a part of. Then there's that piece of art I've been working on forever…

 

Ugh… I'm also pretty sure the computer's about to go. If it happens I'll find a computer to let you all know. Wish me luck and pray that the stupid thing doesn't eat shit before I get a chance to finish my current stories.

 

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