InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inuyasha Theories ❯ Theory #6: Regenerating Demons ( Chapter 6 )

Theory #6: Regenerating Demons

 

--Naraku regenerates. His reincarnations do too.

 

--Inuyasha grows back his teeth after they are ripped out in a matter of hours.

 

--It is my belief that all demons (and half demons) regenerate—some just do so much more slowly than others, depending on their bloodlines.

 

--So, there's hope for Sesshomaru getting another arm! *glee*

 

Here's my story regarding it too:

 

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Inuyasha looked up at the night sky, getting comfortable on his perch on the tree. A cool wind lifted his hair. While the breeze was pleasant, it carried with him a scent he always hated to smell—Sesshomaru.

What the hell was he doing nearby? Ugh. Well, should he ignore him and hope he goes away, or should he go attack him before he did anything fishy? Sesshomaru was never up to anything decent. He was always doing something at the expense of others. Besides, he could go kick his ass and then would be able to sleep easy anyway. He wasn't sure he wanted to go to sleep with Sesshomaru so close he could smell him.

He looked down at the others. They were all fast asleep. He silently hopped down and even more quietly ran away, headed toward his older brother.

It didn't take him too long to find him. He was standing at the edge of a cliff's edge, staring at the crescent moon that one of his demon markings was a replica of. He didn't even bother to look at Inuyasha as he approached.

Inuyasha drew his sword. “What the hell are you doing here?” Sesshomaru felt mildly annoyed, but he ignored him and continued staring off into space, literally. “Hey! Answer me! I know you're up to something!”

Sesshomaru was growing gradually more irritated the more he heard Inuyasha' loud, uneducated voice. “Be quiet.”

“Turn around and fight me!”

Sesshomaru sighed inwardly. How in the world could he possibly be related to this ingrate? He didn't move, which provoked Inuyasha further. The hanyou charged at him. Sesshomaru turned around and his whip wrapped around Tessuiga. He drew his sword with his other hand. Inuyasha frowned. Something was wrong, but he couldn't quite place what… Sesshomaru came toward him, attacking with both Tokijin and the whip. There was something weird about that, too, but Inuyasha still couldn't quite place it…

In fact, he was so busy trying to figure out what was so weird, that it took him several more clashes with Sesshomaru to realize it was his arm. More accurately, that he now had two.

“Hey, wait a minute,” Inuyasha said, frowning at Sesshomaru's left arm. “Where the hell did that come from? Didn't I hack that off?”

“It grew back,” Sesshomaru said. Was that some kind of self-satisfaction Inuyasha heard in his brother's voice? “This Sesshomaru grows weary of this irksome sparring.”

“What?”

Sesshomaru turned away, sliding Tokijin back into his obi. He flew off. Inuyasha yelled at him to come back, sending the Wind Scar after him, but it was all fairly useless.

Damn it. He had taken a certain amount of pride in cutting off his older brother's arm, and now he didn't have that bragging right any more. Well, yes, he had hacked off the bastard's arm, but what was the use in feeling any pride about it if it could no longer be proven?

Well, that had certainly spoiled his day!