InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lady Unicorn ❯ The Lady and the Wolf ( Chapter 4 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

A/n: Lol. Yay for the reviewers so far! My whole two people! Congratulations to you! *passes out cookies*

Inuyashaloverr: You go after all my stories, don't you? You have earned a well deserved kudos. You rock. Thanks for the congrats, and thank you for being so awesomely loyal. Thanks for the compliments!

LadyDeath31178: Thank you! Yeah, I had to have him get into all sorts of trouble. It's just so easy and way too much fun.

PS I know Inuyasha is a dog, but wolves are just so damn cool.

Luna-


Shippo felt his eyes open lazily, as he uncurled himself and stretched towards the... ceiling? Sitting up suddenly, he realized the change in scenary.

He was indoors.

Glancing about nervously, he took in his surroundings with a careful eye. He was lying on a blanket over a haystack... he was in a loft, obviously in a small barn.Various working tools hung above him... all unnerving him the more he eyed them...

Bloody, rusty scythes... hoes, picks, axes, sledge hammers... all with the same quality, all giving his sharp intuition a bad omen. Bloody, bloody, bloody... what kind of farmers were these?

Glancing around timidly, he saw no sign of the knight he had accompanied previously. Knocking himself in the head for falling asleep, he scolded himself.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Holding back a tell-tale sniffle and the sudden urge to sob, Shippo stood and decided to make the best of his situation.

Time to get out of that place. He had obviously been left behind.

His bottom lip protruding in a pout, he searched for his way down. A ladder on the edge of the loft, leading to the ground... It seemed old, and the loft itself was made of rotting wood...

It was downright creepy.

"I am only a small child, why? Why would they leave me behind?"

He imagined the knight, dumping him off at the nearest barn. He imagined hungry peasants, deciding he would be wonderful to have for dinner....

Shivering, and unable to contain his imagination any longer, Shippo flew down the ladder and ran behind a tree. Looking about him, he saw nobody... That is, until he looked around the tree and saw what must have been the most beautiful maiden he had ever laid eyes upon coming down a path.

Her tresses were long, glinting easily in the moonlight. They were a deep obsidian color, reflecting a prism of colors. She seemed to be bathed in light, in purity...

She must have been an angel...

Before he realize it, he had begun to drift towards her, enthralled by her. She was enchanting.

She suddenly lifted her head, turning her attention towards him. Her eyes were wide, full lashes kissing the apples of her cheeks as she blinked at him slowly. The irises were jewels, sapphires, something his thieving heart could appreciate.

Her tiers spread in a slow smile, looking down upon him gently.

And when she opened her mouth, a soft and heavenly voice greeted his gluttonous ears.

"And pray tell, where did you come from, you handsome little red headed child?"

Shippo felt himself drooling before he realized it, merriment and comfort racing through him as he answered dumbly, "Don't...know...wha...?"

She giggled, a light and fairy like sound, as she kneeled down before him. He knew he may have only been eight, but he thought he was in love.

"All right then, why don't you come with me and we'll see who lives here?"

Those words brought him back down from the stars, and he shook his head suddenly. Shippo was based off of one thing- self preservation.

And he knew his self preservation said that was a bad idea.

"Uh... I... well..."

She had already taken his hand, leading him down the path closer to the barn and further away from where he wanted to be.

Which was away from that awful place. It even smelled bad. There were no animals. What kind of barn was it anyway?

But he found himself unable to protest at her hopeful voice, "Perhaps they will allow us to stay, and find food and shelter here."

Looking behind them in worry, he found himself wanting to run. His attention was distracted, however, as a deep black wolf slinked around in the darkness of the forest. He squinted, to make sure he was not imagining it, for the wolf was barely illuminated in the night by the moon...

He barely had time to comment on it, though, and protest this angel's course of action as she rapped on the door with a light fist. "Hello? Is anyone home?"

Silence answered them, and Shippo found himself release a breath of anxiety he had been holding.

But as Fate had a tenacity to do, it mocked the Fox in the face.

"Aye! What in bloody hell are ye doin' on me property here?!"

A gruff farmer cursed at the both of them, obviously the owner of this lovely abode, looking down right sour and nasty... that was, until he saw the Angel's face.

And he melted in much the same way Shippo had at the sight of her.

"I'm sorry. Were we intruding, good sir?" she asked sweetly.

The farmer drooled much like a dog.

...literally, much to Shippo's dismay.

Gross...

And there was a certain light in his eye as he came toward them, and for the first time Shippo noticed the rather large axe in his hand. He squeaked, hiding behind his angel without much thought.

There was also a tell-tale sign of fresh blood on the blade...

Shippo was, needless to say, more than a bit nervous.

"No intrusion, lassie! Not a bit. C'mon inside, come!" He began to usher them in, crowding them toward the house that in close proximity, smelled even worse than the barn.

Shippo pinched his nose reflexively, resisting the urge to gag.

This was definitely unwanted hospitality.

He turned his attention to the angel, tugging on her cloak and stumbling on his words. How could see not see what an absolutely awful idea this was?

And as his attention was on her, many things happened all at once...

A loud snarl and a shrill shriek had him clinging to the woman's leg, who in turn whirled around and stumbled upon the Fox who had latched himself there like a leech. Both of them fell in a tangle of cloak and limbs, and Shippo caught a glimpse on the farmer.

His arms above his head, the axe looking as if it might have come down upon them when their backs were turned... the black wolf he had seen earlier, lodged to the farmer's throat.

The angel screamed.

She lifted a rock instinctively, and threw it...

And to Shippo's surprise, she had hurled it at the farmer...

...Not the wolf...

It struck true, hitting the farmer square in the face.

The threat was clear, and if it hadn't been for the wolf, they would have been chopped meat.

Literally.

The angel lifted Shippo into her arms, and she took off like a banshee in the night, running behind the house.

Simultaneous screams were released at the sight before them, and they both were rooted to the spot-frozen in disbelief and illness.

Dismembered bodies littered the ground before them.

They were being cooked on spits, and in stews.

Shippo couldn't contain the contents of his stomach.

The angel swayed on her feet.

"Kami-sama..." were the soft words the angel gave before, for the umpteenth time in just two days, Shippo found himself blacking out from the shock of it all.