InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagura's life ❯ Kagura's new fan ( Chapter 3 )

Kagura decided to began her quest that night. She felt like time was running short and Naraku could summon her at any moment. She had little trouble finding the tree Toutousai had mentioned. Kagura floated down by the tree that rested next to a well. Kagura looked at the tree. She noticed a hole and what looked to be a large bare spot in the bark. She also noticed that no loss branches lay anywhere near the tree.

“Amazing.” She stated. This tree must have power. Most trees would have fallen due to such a large bark less spot.”

Kagura floated up to a branch and began to move it back and forth. It required much work on her part to remove the branch. As the piece of wood began to give way Kagura stood up on her feather. She was putting all her weight on to the branch when it broke. She fell back on the feather.

“Must things be so hard? This would have been much easier with a dance.”

Kagura stopped to look at the timber. The edge was uneven and rough. She could almost see life pouring out.

“That's one down. Now to the Mill that Toutousai spoke of.” Kagura said to her self.

Kagura lifted into the air leavening behind the still tree. She followed a river that ran close by the tree and well. A short time later she came across a paper mill. It was night still. It seemed like there wasn't anyone around. Kagura lowered her feather to the ground. She placed her foot on the ground toes first. Now firmly on the ground she began to walk toward the mill. The sound of running water filled Kagura's ears. She stepped in side the doorway. There was a man on the floor asleep. Kagura walked over to him and gave him a gentle kick on his side.

“Hey you wake up.” Kagura said demandingly

The man began to move and soon opened his eyes. A set of legs covered by a fine robe stood before him. Seeing that the legs belonged to a woman the man quickly rose in to a sitting position. He looked up at her. His eyes still hadn't adjusted to the light very well.

“Yes, dear what may I do for you? Kind of odd for a lady to be here so late.”

“I need to commission you for some work. I would do this myself, but I have no idea how to.” Kagura threw the branch on the ground with a loud clank. “Turn this in to the finest paper you can.”

The man looked displeased. “You mean to tell me you woke me up for this? It is not enough to make more then two sheets of paper. Go now I'm trying to sleep.”

The man looked up again at her. His eyes could see more clearly now. A set of large burning eyes where now visible to him. They lay behind a reflective fan base. The man could see himself in the fan. His eyes widened and his limbs began to shake.

“Y Y You're a demon?” The man stuttered in fear.

Kagura let out a diabolical laugh.

“I can see your eyes work well enough to see at night. Make my paper and maybe I'll let you live.”

If not for the situation Kagura would have been rolling on the floor with laughter. She could barely hold it back. What a fool she thought. The man fell on his back catching himself on his hands. He slowly backed against a support beam. His scared expression gave way to one of defeat. He slowly rose to his feet. As he reached for the branch his eyes did not leave Kagura. The moment his hands wrapped around the branch he darted off to his job.

“Please don't kill me.” He pleaded.

Kagura took a seat on a near by shelve. She watched the man work. It was delightful to her. To command someone was a wonderful felling she thought. As she delighted at this an image of Naraku crossed her mind. Her expression changed from one of joy to one of fury. So is this how he feels when he commands me. That bastard how dare him use me to amuse himself. The man looked at her for a moment. He saw that she looked angry and began to move faster.

Later on the Sun began to show through the surrounding trees. The man had worked tirelessly through the night. He had done the jobs of 5 men for what reason he will never know. The man finished drying the finest paper he had ever made. He walked over to Kagura and placed the paper at her feet. The man fell to his knees exhausted. He leaned over with his face to the ground.

“I have done what you ask of me demon. Please go now.”

Kagura felt anger in response to his words. She wanted to shout at him for telling her what to do. Kagura looked at the paper placed before her.

“Why do you fear death?” Kagura's voice commanded an answer.

“I do not fear death. I fear dieing for no reason.”

Kagura listened to his words. How ironic she thought. This man fears dieing for no reason, while I pray for a death devoid of meaning. Kagura's stance over the man began to relax. She bent down and picked the paper up.

“Your service exceeded my hopes.”

Kagura grabbed the back of the man's head pulling his face into view.

“I envy you human.” Kagura said with repulsion.

The man looked at her with confusion.

“You have freedom. You can go where you like when you want. Your ambitions guide and drive your life. Sad, that my situation could not be similar.”

The man closed his eyes now. Kagura let go of the man's head.

“Go live your life. Find a propose worth dieing for.”

The man jumped to his feet and ran out of the mill. Shortly after Kagura followed. The sun was now slightly over the trees. Kagura quickly drew her feather and floated away. She followed the river a while and soon veered to the east. She watched the ground pass by her. She soon saw a spot that suited her desires. Kagura gently drifted down to the ground. She hoped off her feather and landed on a large stone that was surrounded by white flowers. An intoxicating smell lingered in the air. Kagura set down on the rock. She laid her fan out open. Her hands placed the paper in such a way that it would easily fit in the fan. It took her much time to cut the paper into segments that would suite a fan. She looked around for something to brace the paper. The ground was covered with flowers. She took her time gathering some of the flowers avoiding the thorns. She only picked the ones that had a strong steam. After server moments Kagura had striped the stems. A large pile of white flower petals lay on the rock. She tied the flower steams together with some flower steam she had split in to many pieces. She also used some of her own hair as Toutousai had suggested. After the flower steams where firm enough to support the paper she began to seat them in the holes Toutousai had crafted. When she completed this task she began to set the paper. She used a thin throne that she had torn from a flower and her own hair to sew the paper to the steams. After her tedious task was finished she opened her fan slowly in front of her face. The wind appeared to stop.

“Finely. It is so.”

Kagura was impressed at her work. She looked around. There was no wind blowing. Odd she thought. Kagura stood up and looked around once more. The flowers around her seemed to stand still. Odd Kagura thought to her self. She closed her fan. The wind seemed to pick up. The flowers around her moved. Kagura looked at her fan she slowly opened it. As she pulled the base apart the wind slowly died down. The flowers moved less. Kagura looked confused. She decided to she if she could perform a dance. Kagura quickly snapped her fan open in a downward motion. A huge gust of wind blew Kagura up into the air quickly. She closed her eyes and braced her self for an impact with the ground. She waited for a moment. Upon realizing she had not yet hit the ground she opened her eyes. The flowers that lay on the rock where moving slowly in a circular motion. They where following the wind that had blown out of her fan. She was still in the air. She floated there for a moment. It was so simple now. Her fan had the power to slow time when it was open. This did not affect Kagura herself. She could move her limbs as thought she was in the normal flow of time. Kagura moved playfully in the air. She decided to do a flip. As Kagura floated down to the ground she moved her fan downward in a quick sweeping motion. Another gust lifted her in the air again. She positioned her self in a way that she could land and closed her fan. She quickly landed on the ground opposite the side she had originally been pushed away from. The flowers that had blown off the rock rushed past her as her hair blew in the wind.

“Yes, this will work adequately.”

Kagura opened her fan more slowly then before and did her dance of blades. Her hand was stretched out behind her when she finished.

“Dance of blades!”

Kagura's blades where enormous. They moved quickly even though time was moving slowly. Kagura closed her fan. The blades almost instantly hit some trees. Trees fell and where chopped half. Kagura stood there for a moment holding her fan in the same position. Her eyes grew wide. A bead of sweet formed on her forehead.

“Such power. Can I control it?” Kagura laughed. “ I don't need to control it. I will not be alive much longer.”

Kagura pulled her feather out. She floated into the air slowly. She surveyed the area. The existent of damage done by her attack was grater then she first thought it to be. They're where trees severed almost 500 yards away.

“Should I even try to do the dance of the dragon?”

Kagura knew her dance would be tremendously stronger then it had been before. She looked at her fan. This weapon is stronger then I ever imagined it would be. Kagura thought. The fan was pleasing to her eyes. The paper rested upon flower steams. The steams rested upon a reflective base. It is still missing something she thought.

“I believe that it is time to find Koutatus's wandering soul.”

Kagura flew away in search of the stench of ink.