InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagura's resolution, Sesshoumaru's heart ❯ sweet vengeance ( Chapter 10 )

The wind whistled with an eerie ghostly howl as heavy droplets of rain pelted down recurringly from the night sky. Jakan squinted with immense difficulty to catch a glimpse of his master's form ahead of him as he brushed the irritating moisture blurring his eyes. The demon lord was no where in close range that was for sure. And to add to that, his apparent foul mood for the past three days was not aiding the situation. He had been behaving strangely since their departure from the compound, he had noticed.

 

“Sesshoumaru-sama……..?” Jakan's cry was cruelly intercepted by a deafening roar of thunder. “Sesshoumaru-sama?” He repeated, this time more to himself actually while peering about anxiously. “Huh?” His master had left him behind, probably out of impatience with his incompetence to keep abreast.

 

Damn this rainy season, Sesshoumaru spat bitterly while feeling equally repulsed about how his clothes were now clinging stubbornly to his skin. The moisture was angled into his eyes by the fierce wind, elevating his level of discomfort. What made things worse was that all these storm and rain had inadvertently washed away most scents, making it all the more difficult to trace the whereabouts of the wind witch. But he had to persist, he chanted to himself. Just wait till he gets his hands on her, he'll be able to let off some of these accumulated frustration and vexation, a heinous smile broadened on his damp cheeks.

 

Throughout this vengeful hunt, Sesshoumaru's heart did not feel in the right place. Somehow, something was disturbing him incessantly yet he could not put a finger to it. He felt an inexplicable aching in his heart and it was driving him nuts. It was calling out to him, as if attempting to relate something, a warning perhaps. But of what? He suddenly recalled that he did experience this before. His memories fell back two hundred years on the fateful night where he had his last conversation with his honoured father by the shore just before the great Inu-general headed to save lady Izayoi and the new-born Inuyasha. That was the last time he saw his father. His last words to him chimed in his ears.

 

“Sesshoumaru, do you have something you wish to protect?” His father was implying that that was the key to true strength and power. Of course, at that time he had dismissed it haughtily, but now, as the question echoed repeatedly in his mind again, a sweet image of a caring and ever enduring girl started to take shape before him. Rin. She was inevitably the someone he would risk protect. Chichiue had succumbed soon after while fighting for Inuyasha and his mother.

 

But what has this got to do with what he's experiencing now? Is this some sort of premonition? He was utterly bemused.

 

Brushing away this uneasy notion, he strived to focus on the task at hand. All of a sudden at a change of wind direction, his eager amber eyes lit as his youkai sense picked up that unmistakable stench. He let his powers gather around him, instantly dissipating into a bright ball of light. In the next second, he was gone.

 

Leaning lazily on the wall of a rocky cave, Kagura watched as the rain, thunder and lightning attempted to give an exceptional symphonic display to the dark night. She sighed congenially as she grazed her hands through her kimono, attempting to flick away the extra fluid gathering there. She burst out in a perverted cackle while thrillingly stamping her feet as she deduced what that innocent gullible thing would be doing at that moment. Judging from her devastated expressions and that pitiful crestfallen form, she might have already taken leave, she giggled. Her plan might have worked already. Perhaps… perhaps it was about time she made her entrance into his life, as his new companion… as his potential mate…. Moreover, the demon lord needed a distraction, to prevent him from inadvertently seeking the wretched thing out. Yes, SHE would make a perfectly beautiful and enchanting one.

 

Her trains of thoughts were broken when she detected from afar, a bright glow of light heading steadily toward her. As it approached, it exploded into a radiant display of colored rays and there in front of her, stood the demon lord himself.

 

“My, my, Sesshoumaru. Now what brings you her this dreadful stormy evening?” Kagura kept her elegant cool look to impress the youkai even though her mind was churning ceaselessly.

 

Why is he here? What does he want? He certainly did not look like he's in the best of all moods. Could it be… that the little whore had related her little scheme to him? If so, then, he could be here to …. Kagura tried to hide her slightly shaking hands behind her long silken sleeves.

 

“I thought you mentioned something about my requiring your companionship,” Sesshoumaru intoned blandly, not revealing even the smallest hint of his intentions.

 

Taken aback by this telling statement, the wind sorceress was still unsure what he was getting that. He did not sound at all mad or agitated. Damn that impassive face of his. He's so unpredictable. But she wanted to be safe. She feigned a feminine abashed laugh.

 

“What are you talking about? I do not recall anything of that sort.”

 

“Really? I'm surprised at your short memory span. You have forgotten your word with the girl?” My girl. He finished in his mind, hiding his contained emotions and fury.

 

Kagura gulped audibly. He knows. She rubbed her fingers nervously, peeling bits of skin from the tips off. Still, she consoled herself; she did not know exactly how much the girl had told him. Sesshoumaru watched as the wind witch fidgeted and inched away from him slowly.

 

“Oh oh,” she stammered in a shaking voice, “that sweet little thing you mean. Oh yes, I met her one day. It was unexpected really. We chatted and she asked for my advice so I ….”

 

Sesshoumaru shot her an incredulous look that made her blood freeze instantly.

 

“I mean… I only gave her some little advices… only because she asked,” her voice sounded strangled.

 

Sesshoumaru let out a sneering growl. “Are you telling me that the girl would rather seek your advice than mine?”

 

Kagura swallowed hard. This is definitely NOT going in the bright and cheery direction that she had hoped for.

 

“I… I didn't mean that, Lord Sesshoumaru... I wouldn't ever have such audacity to try to replace your status as her guardian, please understand.” Kagura forced a chuckle, wiping a drop of perspiration from her temple.

 

“Of course I do,” Sesshoumaru began, his tone just as bored and unaffected. He blushed his silvery hair aside and turned to face the on coming wind, hiding himself from her.

 

“And I didn't mean to do this either!” Sesshoumaru roared. When Kagura gazed upon his face again, it was already distorted beyond recognition. His amber eyes had turned a dark devilish red, his cheeks were half contorted and his jaws had expanded significantly revealing a line of razor-sharp fangs. His cascading hair, backed by continuous flashes of lightning, was now flying and dispersing wildly above and all around, surrounding him with the most sinister halo. He snapped his vicious whip toward her direction, instantly tearing most of her sleeves, shredding them into nothing but tiny snippets. The witch let out a painful shriek as the virulent poison from his attacks lashed upon her, scotching her skin and eating into it menacingly. Her skin seemed to have been set ablaze, causing an excruciating burning sensation.

 

“Sesshoumaru! Are you challenging me just for that puny pitiful excuse of a girl? Is she so important to you?” Kagura snarled back grudgingly. “She is but human. Do not tell me that the Great lord Sesshoumaru now fights for humans!”

 

Her lasts words just added on to his already over blown frustrations and anger built up for the past few days. He flicked his whip once again but she dodged it skillfully to the side, countering it simultaneously with a rupture of her dance of the wind blade. Sesshoumaru shunned her attacks with ease, laughing and sniggering at this piteous show of retaliation. In her heart, Kagura knew that she was no match for the great demon lord. She had to make her escape … and fast!

 

She hurriedly picked the feather on her hair and flung it into the air, instantly let the powers built and soon after, she hopped onto her ride and ascended speedily into the sky. But the demon lord was not prepared to let any of his prospective preys escape so effortlessly. He had prided himself so. No one had managed that from the past and Kagura would not become the first. Moreover, he growled in renewed annoyance, he had left the girl heart broken just to seek vengeance and the thought of that last tear in her eye was painful etched in his memory. Kagura. She is going to pay dearly for this!

 

He let his miasma swirl around him and he disappeared for a short moment only to rematerialize as his truest form…. the great phantom dog! He crunched his enormous acid filled jaws into the wind sorceress as she tried desperately to shrug free of his grasp. Rapidly and relentlessly, he advanced threatening to his desired destination, the one that he had all this while schemingly planned for her. He had remembered this place from his childhood days when he traveled often with Chichiue, his honoured father.

 

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“Sesshoumaru, do not stray so far from me,” the great Inu-general chided him while stroking on his shoulder length silver hair. “There are many dangerous places around this region.”

 

“There's no where we can't go, Chichiue. You are the great lord. Who dares come near we'll crushed them together,” the demon boy held his head up smugly. “I'll make sure of it.”

 

“My son, there are even places which I do not wish to venture.” Chichiue began again while pointing down from Aun's scaly back at a dark patch among some rocky cliffs. “That is one of the most dangerous areas around here. Do not ever go down that great cavern. There's no way out of there. It is sealed on both ends.”

 

“But why, Chichiue, what's down there?” Sesshoumaru lifted his brows in excitement, thinking mischievously that perhaps he could do some exploration on his own.

 

“Do not even think about it, you arrogant little pup,” Chichiue tugged on his tiny pointy ears. “Ancient demons of the worst kind dwelled deep in those caverns. They would devour all straying living thing that ventures near.”

 

“I'm not scared, Chichiue. They won't eat me. I'm your son. They wouldn't dare.”

 

“My son, you do not understand. Being eaten might just be the best of your plight if they got you. They are an ancient evil, filled with perverted twisted lust, unimaginable wrath and deep rooted hatred for this earth. A fine handsome boy like you, I cannot imagine what unspeakable things they would do to you before eventually devouring you.”

 

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Sesshoumaru hovered above that familiar spot as he drew a deep breath. Peering at his captive who had passed out in agony from his acid burns, he shook her violent to rouse her.

 

“Sess…. Sesshoumaru, where is this place? Why did you bring me here,” Kagura only managed a soft mutter, the stinging pain from her body making her almost unable to move even an inch.

 

“This, my dear, is where you'll spend your last days, where you'll meet those that are truly like yourself.” Sesshoumaru mocked.

 

And without a second reconsideration, he flung her into the pitched black cavern beneath, but not before he dissipated her feathery escape into smithereens. He watched her descend with rapt self satisfaction as he sauntered away.

 

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As he distanced from where he had left the wind witch to her soon-to-be torturous death and after adequate time to calm himself down, his thoughts returned to the one he was most concerned about. Till now, he was still stricken with guilt for leaving her like that, especially just shortly after he had taken her innocence. He recalled vaguely that he had caught sight of a small patch of blood on the bedding where she had laid and that made him feel all the more worse. After all the vengeful waves of triumph had passed, he began to think that perhaps he should not left the girl unattended and dispirited.

 

What about all those unsettle issues? How was he going to respond if she poured those strenuous questions upon him again, no doubt that she would? Well, he mused, he would always take her by his side, even as his bride. Whoever dares to utter a comment about that would just cease to be. He'd make sure. After all, she's but human. Her time with him was limited.

 

Moreover, he could easily convince her that he was not ready for heirs. He would just have to mate her when she's not in heat, just like that day. She wouldn't mind. She was always so understanding, so patient. Yes. A smile outlined his cheeks as the demon lord finally saw some light out of his entangled situation. He could not wait to get back to let the girl know his intentions to take her as his bride. She would be thrilled with the news, so he thought.