InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Into Sesshoumaru's Mind ❯ My Hanyou Brother, Inuyasha ( One-Shot )

Disclaimer:

Turtlequeen2: I’m back with another Sesshoumaru poem! Thanks to vbollman, Kagura615, and Azelle for the generous reviews!

To Azelle: Thanks for correcting the problem we had earlier!

Sesshoumaru: Another one?

Turtlequeen2: That’s what I just said…This one’s about your brother, Inuyasha!

Sesshoumaru: You dare try to read into This Sesshoumaru’s mind?

Turtlequeen2: Well, it’s more like an opinion on what I think is going on in your head.

Sesshoumaru: Baka, ningen. You cannot begin to fathom I.

Turtlequeen2: *sigh* Don’t we all wish we could? Well anyways, I do not own Sesshoumaru, vbollman does. *cough*NOT*cough* Rumiko Takahashi owns Inuyasha. I only own these poems.

Translations:

Hanyou - Half-breed

Ningen - Human

Youkai - Demon

Hime - Princess

Miko - Priestess

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My Hanyou Brother, Inuyasha

Inuyasha

My hanyou brother

An abomination against both ningen and youkai

One that is beneath I

How I despise his weak human blood

How I hate the fact that we share the same father

How I wish that he never was born

He shames my family’s name

Born of a ningen woman

Known as a hime, but not recognized as one by youkai

Father was so foolish as to mate with the ningen

How I looked up to him so

To only see that he chose a ningen over my own mother

A powerful youkai

She loved Father dearly

Father was known far and wide as the most powerful youkai

After mother died, he moved on quickly

To that cursed ningen wench

It seemed as if he cared not for I

But for those weaklings

That hanyou and the ningen mate he had

I was destined to prevail over Father

But then he died

He died protecting those inferior creatures

That weak ningen hime

My pathetic half-breed brother

Inuyasha

A few years after which

That hanyou started out on his own

I guessed well enough that his mother died

I cared not

That hanyou needed to strengthen up

As if following in Father’s footsteps,

He was later heard of,

Spending his time with a ningen

A miko no less

The situation amused me greatly

A miko that actually loved my brother’s hanyou blood

The fools

Then to find out that he was after the Shikon-no-Tama

It sickened I

How could Father have such a son that desired a jewel

That would give false powers

False strength

The very thought appalled my being

How dare he?!

My hanyou brother

Wanting to become stronger

Not by his own means

But from a jewel

Just to be “accepted”

If the Jewel would be the cause of his “full-youkai” blood

Then I still would not recognize him worthy of my time

To make matters worse

He was laid low by a geis

He was pinned to a tree

By the very same miko

His weak ningen blood made him vulnerable

The baka who believed in “love”

Fifty years pass

And he is freed by the miko’s reincarnation

At least that is was I heard of

Not that I, Sesshoumaru, cared

To be freed by a ningen wench

She has him under his power

His patience with that woman perplexes I

He is brought down by the lowest of the low

A ningen woman

As worse goes to worse,

He is found to possess, Father’s sacred fang

The Tessaiga

It should be mine by birthright

Yet, my hanyou brother gets a sword that he is unfit to wield

It infuriated I

What was Father thinking?!

Leaving me with the weak and useless Tenseiga,

While leaving the blade, Tessaiga, to Inuyasha

The inferior hanyou

Though, after possessing Toukijin,

I desired not the power of Father’s sword any longer

Inuyasha ultimately used the “Kaze no Kizu”

He still waves it as one would a log

He still is beneath my notice

Although irritating

Annoying

Infuriating

Weak

Part ningen,

He occasionally causes my amusement

His constant interaction with other ningens and lowly youkai

It can be his undoing

Or it may cause his urge to fight

I have learned such when first fighting him over Tessaiga

I amuse myself by getting under his skin

By intimidating him

How easily angered he gets

By the simplest of words of his mother

Or his wench

He begins to kill

To protect

Something that he got from Father

Besides cutting off my left arm,

The only other time that he surprised I

Was when he transformed into his full-blooded form

Only after such

I discovered that he is too weak to be able to handle Father’s mighty blood

The blood that sadly runs through his veins

He needs to get stronger

Only then, will be worthy of I

For me to kill him

For me to notice his existence

In all honesty

I do not hate my brother

But I do not like the fact that he is hanyou, neither

He is inferior to I

But as a hanyou

He is stronger than most other lowly youkai

Though I would never admit that

I will await the day when my brother can face I

Honorably and proudly

Until then

I can only strengthen him

I can’t kill him just yet

My hanyou brother

Inuyasha

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A/N: I hoped you liked it! Only poem number two in the collection! Hopefully I can update sooner next time…