InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ InuYasha: Legend of the Record Keeper ❯ Rage ( Chapter 12 )

A/N: Sadly I dun own InuYasha, unless they wanna sell the rights for oh lets saaaaaaay….ten cents? I do however own Kusabana and Aya, please dun steal them.

 

Alex: Hello again! Back with another exciting chapter of Record Keeper!

Sally: Make it short, address the problems, and please give me a damned book! *is still locked in her cage*

Alex: Oh hush and I might find you one violent enough for your tastes. Anywho I wanted to address this first, the OOCness of some of the characters. Yes they are OOC in some ways, especially Sesshomaru it seems. I will fix that to a point but this is also a story that goes into his background before he turned into a grouchy cold hearted jerk.

Sally: Oh hush your making me shiver talking about him that way. *gets fwaped with a news paper*

Alex: Quite bug, I like chopping into the softer side of people if you haven't noticed, especially Sesshomaru, no one can be that damned cold all the time….except for Sally here but that's just her nature being an evil fairy and all.

Sally: Why thank you!

Alex: Hopefully in this chapter Sesshy-sama will be a little more IC than OOC. But thank you so much to those who have reviewed on MediaMiner and FanFiction! Also I will soon be starting a forum instead of a yahoo group, so much easier v.v;

Sally: Nah, you're just lazy.

Alex: Hush! I am also working on my first drawing for this story, The Death of Kusabana and it will be posted as soon as I draw in Sesshy-sama, the back ground, ink it, and color it! Next up Attacked and Shorn! On with the story!

 

Chapter 11:

Rage

 

Sesshomaru let the roar of rage be ripped from his lips despite his attempt to keep it back. He could feel his control over his demonic nature slipping free from his control, the overpowering need to shred the forest around him until he found the demon who had dared touch his Kusabana. The image of the demoness wrapping her arms around Kusabana and taking her away again was stuck in his minds eye. He knew his eyes had changed from their normal gold to a bright red as he moved quickly and silently through the trees following their scents to the last place they had been, he could feel his hair being blown about by the breeze as well as the wind created from his quick movements, the air tugged at his clothing as well as the long boa on his shoulder. His claws sliced through trees as he let them drag along the lethal energy whips trailing from his fingertips.

 

The anger curling in his stomach twisted growing uglier with each passing moment turning from anger to rage. Faintly he knew that jealousy had been the beginning of his anger, taking hold when the other demon had touched Kusabana and he had smelt the fear, pain, and burning flesh coming from Kusabana. With each flex of the muscles in his legs he sprang forward until the trees were nothing but a blur around him.

 

The rage in him coiled tighter as pain ripped through his chest piercing the heart he had encased in ice so long ago. She had run from him, with another demon no less. He stopped suddenly when he found that their scent ended at that certain point in the forest. He set his face in stone pushing back all of his emotions, he had to think, he flexed his legs bounding up into the tree where the scent of the two was strongest. The fire flower scent of Kusabana and the woodsy fur smell of the squirrel demoness, a prickle ran down his spine as it always did when a demon had used a lot of demonic aura to do something. His eyes went to the sky and narrowed slightly.

 

Had they manifested a demon cloud? He landed lightly on the thickest branch of the tree his one hand landed lightly on the trunk of the tree as he stared up at the sky his eyes narrowing slightly again. There faintly he could see the very tail end of the shimmering cloud. He smirked, he had them. He felt his aura begin to gather around him causing his hair to dance around his face as he leaped into the air his demon cloud forming under his feet he went after the shimmering tail end of their demon cloud.

 

His heart dropped down into his stomach then jumped back up into his throat when the trail just suddenly vanished, he looked down it was a few hundred feet to the tree tops. He blinked as he watched a dot of red and green disappear into the tree tops. Had they dropped on purpose? A low growl rumbled in his chest as he made his way down to the trees, midway he dispersed his own demon cloud dropping the rest of the way until he landed silently on the forest floor.

 

He cast his golden eyes from tree branch to tree branch until he spotted the silky flow of white fabric dangling from a thick branch of a rather tall tree. With a flex of his legs he was on a tree branch not far from them only to have his eyes widen slightly. The fox squirrel demon was holding an unconscious Kusabana in her arms. Shock replaced jealousy when his ears picked up the squirrel's words, “Oh Kusa-chan….you still love him so much my dear friend.” His eyes caught on the exposed arm of the woman he was after and he felt his rage surge forward again. A black rosary was wrapped up her right arm, it was already burned halfway into her arm, and the flesh around each bead was an angry red. He blinked when he saw tears fall from the demon's eyes as she spoke again, “Oh Kusa-chan, if they find out that you spoke to him and he knows who you are they'll kill you again.”

 

He frowned and he made the decision there and then, with another flex of his legs he landed on the same tree branch as both women and stared down at both his cold mask firmly in place. He took in the surprised look and gasp that the squirrel gave as well as the dried tears on Kusabana's face. He glowered down at her and had Tokijenes tip at her throat as soon as she reached for her own sword. She glared up at him her long pointed ears flicking in anger, he smirked tapping the flat of his sword against her chin, a signal for her to stand. She carefully shifted Kusabana from her lap so that she was laying carefully on the branch before she stood her hands held slightly away from her sides.

 

“You don't listen very well do you Sesshomaru?” She continued to glare at him, “You're going to cause her death you bastard.” She snarled the words showing her flat front teeth and the fang like teeth that rested beside them.

 

“No one will lay a hand to her.” He said the words bluntly even a bit coldly, “I told you to release her, not doing so was your mistake.” She laughed, actually laughed at him.

 

“You are an idiot Sesshomaru.” She let out a hiss as he let the tip of his sword penetrate the flesh on her neck just slightly, “You have no sway over her, me, or the beings that gave her this new life. Can't you just be glad that she's alive and well, you've already caused that damned rosary to be placed on her!” that was a shock, how had he caused it to be placed on her? His eyes narrowed, she lied surely. Fear, something that he had felt only a hand full of times before curled in his chest and mind, “Yes you. Did you think that Tenseiga saved you from that first battle with InuYasha that you had?” his eyes narrowed again flashing dark gold in anger she let out a bark of laughter, “Hardly. It blocked the attack yes but it didn't get you away that time, she did! She rewrote your fate!” she pointed down at Kusabana.

 

His eyes narrowed on her, “Excuse me?” the woman smirked just slightly.

 

“She rewrote your fate in that battle, she broke taboo by doing it to she tampered with free will and the gods.” She laughed then and leaned back from his sword leaving the tip dyed scarlet with her blood, “And thanks to that she paid with her emotions. She was never to have contact with you of her own will so she paid. Lord Fire had it placed on her to teach her a lesson, she can show no emotion, it even hurts her to feel emotion. She's protected you for years, since the day of her death when she gave up her after life and chance to be reborn to rid you of the pain of her loss.” Tears formed in her black violet eyes and she rubbed at them with the back of her hand her gaze turning furious, “She was ordered never to see or speak to you again and in doing what she has she'll probably be killed outright unless I can make up some possible excuse and Lady Air can keep Lord Fire from killing her without hearing the explanation.” Shock held him immobile as she spoke although his face didn't show a bit of the emotions rolling through him, he even kept his eyes cold. His eyes moved down to the woman still unconscious at their feet her hair had shifted away from her face for once.

 

His breath caught as she shifted letting out a soft sound before her eyes flickered open, his eyes widened as he took in her eyes. Her left was the violet he had always known but her right was different, the violet was rimmed in red around the outer edge of the iris and along the very edge of her retina which was long and reptilian like instead of the rounded shape it should have been. She blinked up at him and shot onto her feet her hand lifting quickly to brush her bangs back down into place. She stared at him for a long moment before bowing her head slightly, she turned her back to him and the saltine smell of tears and the acrid smell of burning flesh assailed his nose before she spoke, “Aya, let's go.” She shifted her body seeming to ripple before she disappeared reappearing on the branch of the next tree, she turned to look over her shoulder at him, “Don't follow us Lord Sesshomaru or….” He saw the very slight glimmer of a tear fall down her cheek as clearly as he saw her body tense.

 

“Or what Kusabana?” he had moved in a second and stood next to her, he watched her left hand move up slowly to grasp one of the jeweled hair pins and slid it from her hair, even as she did the object shifted shapes taking the form of a sword. She never looked up at him as she dropped her arm to her side allowing her sleeve to drop down hiding the sword all except for the few inches of the tip.

 

“If you do she'll have to kill you, not only will it silence you it will keep her from being killed.” Aya landed on the branch above them and crouched there her black eyes glowing violet down at him. His gaze shifted from the squirrel back to the woman who's head was bowed, “It would be as if you never existed after that or as if the dragons allowed it she could plant memories saying that you were killed in battle.”

 

“Sesshomaru…” her voice came out in something close to a whisper, even with his advanced hearing it was almost nonexistent. What bothered him was the fact that warmth flooded his chest when she said his name and only his name, not title in front of it or like a servant to a master, “Please go, forget you ever knew me. Just go back to hating me and believing I'm dead.” He raised an eyebrow, she believed that he hated her. It struck him as uncanny, how she could believe something that could never be true. She shimmered again and appeared several trees down from him, another shimmer and she was on the forest floor her hand placing the pin back in her hair as she walked smoothly away. Aya looked down at him sadness in her eyes.

 

“She's suffered as you have, I'll appeal to the dragons but I can promise nothing so please don't make it harder by following us.” She glanced around and was suddenly in front of him her eyes level with his as she spoke in very soft tones so that only he could hear, “I can try to get her back to you Sesshomaru but at a price, I can block the gods for short periods of time but only short periods of time at the price of a year off my life. In two weeks I'll come find you and take you to Naraku, kill him with the help of your brother and she'll be safe again.” Her eyes were glowing an eerie violet as she spoke, “If you don't she'll die either way and you'll never have the chance of getting her back but until then stay away.” With that she was gone leaving him to stare after them as the disappeared into the shadows of the forest.

 

A cold smirk curved his lips, he would never work with his halfling brother but the chance to kill Naraku was an opportunity he wouldn't pass up. Nor would he pass up the chance to see Kusabana back at his side where she belonged, he turned in a flurry of kimono and fluff and started back to his palace. His heart thudded once as he moved farther away from his woman his beast roaring for him to go back but he would do as requested for once and then he would have an outlet for all of the rage that still coursed through his veins.

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A/N: Sorry guys but this is all for this chapter, I like it this way so this is how I'll leave it, it's more suspenseful, I tried to keep him a little more IC this time although I don't think I did a good enough job, I'm still working on that and by the next chapter I will have it right darn it. Please guys, review!