InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love And Wishes ❯ The Dream and The Attack ( Chapter 5 )

Dream and Attack

 

 

 

Sesshoumaru lay himself down on his bed, the room fully furnished with another canopy bed, purple and silvers decorating everything, There was a fireplace on one side, with a soft and beautifully designed chair, and table. Near his bed was a small table for putting things and on the other side was a rack where he kept his swords.

 

She's back! He thought happily to himself as he rolled on his side, completely naked other than his pants he had on. He drifted off to sleep easily, feeling completely relaxed, as he still felt the tingle of Kagura's lips upon his.

 

He awoke when he felt some soft wisps of touch on his open chest. He opened his eyes lazily to find Kagura, her kimono from earlier almost completely open, and her hair down, laying over him. “Hi Fluffy.” She whispered, running her hands across his chest.

 

He only smiled at her and let her touch engulf him. He looked around and there he saw it, a full harvest moon outside, all orange as his balcony door stood open, the cloth torn down. That is how she got in, and now there she was, running her hands down his chest as her amazingly soft hair brushed him as well.

 

“Mmmmm…” he hummed to himself as she touched his toned stomach. She leaned down and kissed him again, going deeper, and letting her tongue slip into his mouth as they danced in battle for dominance. Sesshoumaru slowly flipped the two of them over.

 

He looked deeply into her crimson colored eyes. Kagura wiggled her waist between his legs and licked her lips. Sesshoumaru went down kissing her neck and sliding off the cloth covering her shoulders. His hands began opening the cloth smoothly, and brushing the smooth and unblemished skin with soft and gentle hands. He began with tweaking her wine colored nipples until they were stiff and erect with passion, as her back arched and face reddened.

 

“Ohhh…Sesshoumaru…mmmm” she moaned out as he began to kiss his way down her neck and shoulders until he had one of her pert nipples in his mouth, gently sucking and biting. Her hands found his head, keeping him there, as his hands began snacking further down until they touched a patch of downy fur in a V shape above her…

 

A large boom sounded and Sesshoumaru quickly awoke, jumping out of bed and landing in a pose, ready to attack, even though this didn't hide the erection he had, when he stood up. “Lord!” Jaken shouted as he ran into Sesshoumaru's room with a scared Rin, in some thick bed gown, and then Kagura in a more skimpy night gown, she was the only one to notice the problem the perfect lord had, even though this was not the time to mention it.

 

“What the hell is going on Jaken!” he shouted, reaching for his swords, his tail grew from his lower back, as he got angry.

 

“We are under attack sire!” Jaken had to shout as another boom sounded and the ground shook below their feet. “There is a small force and some cannons!”

 

“I can take care of the cannons!” Kagura shouted through the noise and Sesshoumaru's half ready army met with the attacking force.

 

“I don't want you in the fight!” The Lord shouted, his `embarrassment' gone and unsheathed Tokijin.

 

“All I need is the balcony. If you can take care of the ground force, I can defeat the cannons.” She smiled and lifted up some fans she had found in her room, almost specially made for her, they felt so real and perfect in her hands.

 

“I see you found them. Good, get out on that balcony and blast away. None of those slicing wind blades, I want only the enemy killed, not our own.” He kicked open his balcony doors and then jumped off the edge.

 

“Well Rin, want to watch a wind witch work?”

 

“Yes!” Rin shouted and walked beside Kagura out to the balcony.

 

“Here is how I control the winds. I AM THE WINDS!” she shouted out, causing two things, slight distraction among either troops and boosting her own confidence.

 

She began to dance around the winds going from non-existent to uproariously in charge of the terrain. Troops seemed to be lifted, and the enemy troops seemed to be pushed back. The cannons began to fire again, backed in the darkness of the trees, but the wind picked up in such strength that the cannon fire bounced out of the tube of the cannon and feared the wind so much that it seemed to jump back into the cannon, the unreleased gunpowder behind the cannonball never got released and a cannon exploded, killing at least 20 enemy troops, all masked in iron helmets.

 

Many cannons also backfired, but some seemed to just throw the cannonballs to the ground at the feet of the men, maybe crushing a few troops. Sesshoumaru smiled, taking the wind to sail into the midst of battle. She's done her job, now to do mine. He thought happily. Now he smiled, not the ones of perfection and happiness that he was showing last night, this was one of malice, one of hate, they attacked his home, and endangering his daughter, his subjects and his…

 

“Die you bastards!” he roared and his sword held high. He charged straight, his single arm with his sword slashing and stabbing about, guarding against other swords and spears. The slashing and stabbing never ceased until only one soldier stood, after countless futile explosions from cannons, and soon Sesshoumaru's well-trained, almost unbeatable army engulfed the other troop.

 

“Now you are going to tell me who sent you.” Sesshoumaru lifted the poor man high, he certainly was not of this land…he was English. “Was it Galahad?” he growled out.

 

“No. It was my lord…please don't hurt me…it was Uziel.” The man spoke in feigned Japanese, like it was really hard for him to speak like that.

 

“Now you are human. What are you doing fighting demons with only plain swords, and with such a small army?”

 

“Uziel…he is mad. He isn't human either, nor is he a monster like you. He is a dragon…a mighty and feared breed. With great big wings and huge claws, a great maw with tons of sharp teeth…” the man went on, turning white as he remembered what his lord had said was the punishment for betrayal.

 

“Hmm… seems things are going to be quite interesting. Men, give him a room and a wash, I want to speak with him later. What is your name?”

 

“Josh, son of David.” He spoke; this man was a boy, no more than 16.

 

“Son of David, I will meet with you later. You hesitation to strike my troops did not go unnoticed. You will receive mercy.” He told the boy, setting him down so he could be helped off the field by the other troops; some treated him with disdain, some with hatred, others didn't care.

 

Sesshoumaru jumped back up, landing next to Kagura, who was ending her dance, by sweeping the bodies into the forest, deep into the forest, his knees bending with the shock. “You. Were. AWSOME!” Rin shouted, in awe of Sesshoumaru who had slain more troops than anyone else, except Kagura.

 

“You did good.” Kagura told him, removing some sweat from her brow.

 

“So did you.” Sesshoumaru shot back, and ushered Rin to go back to bed; the trouble was over. “Thanks for your help.”

 

“I thought the thank you was a one-time-only thing?” Kagura asked him, not really caring for a response.

 

“I give credit where credit is due.” The two stood on the balcony, leaning against the rail, and talking, adrenaline was still rushing, and Sesshoumaru didn't NEED to go back to bed, neither did Kagura.

 

“What were you dreaming about?” she asked, her smile rye with mirth.

 

“Things.” He grunted.

 

“I saw the size of it, it was very certain things.”

 

“So what?” he snapped.

 

“Relax there before you have an ulcer. Look its natural, who were you dreaming about?”

 

“None of your business.”

 

“Was it one of the maids here?” she asked him.

 

“No.”

 

“Hmm…was it about Rin?” Kagura asked, purely a joke, she knew he would never.

 

“Ugh. No!” he turned to go to his room.

 

“Was it about me?” she asked seriously, and he paused at the doorframe.

 

“…” She followed him inside, and closed the door behind her. He climbed into his bed, ready to go to sleep, even though the sun was about to rise.

 

“It was…wasn't it?”

 

“…”

 

“Just stop. Tell me.”

 

“…*mumble*…” he spoke quietly, making sure that he could say it before he tried out loud.

 

“I am sorry, I didn't quite catch that.”

 

“…yes…” he said again this time, loud enough to hear.

 

She didn't say anything, and he took it as a bad sign, and tried to find comfort in lonely covers, only to find they weren't so lonely. Kagura had managed to lie down next to him, and her hands began to wrap around his chest.