InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love, Murder, and Betrayal ❯ Cold and Emotionless Eyes. ( Chapter 26 )
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By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Action / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 207 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Action / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 207 | Status: Completed
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Love, Murder, and Betrayal
By: Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Twenty-six: Cold and Emotionless Eyes.
They were spending time together more or less like a family should; Shiori was fast asleep on the floor, an empty bowl of popcorn next to her head, bits and pieces of it in her long silver hair. Rin was snuggled closely to him, her hands pressed lightly against his chest as her head rested on his shoulder. The movie had been a long one. Picking up the remote and shutting of the television set, Sesshomaru gently peeled Rin off him and stood stretching his screaming muscles.
Walking into the kitchen, he took a bottle of sparkling water and opened it, taking a few sips to calm the dryness in his throat. The lights were down low, but he knew that she was standing there watching him with a certain look of nostalgia on her face, he could smell her scent. Closing the fridge door, Sesshomaru turned to Rin and slowly walked up to her, the Inuyoukai could see the fatigue in her eyes, but they both knew that she would deny it until she was blue in the face, she had done it before.
Towering over her made Sesshomaru realize just how fragile she was standing there, and it made him smirk. Leaning down, Sesshomaru kissed Rin’s forehead, wrapping his arms loosely around her waist before resting his head on her shoulder. His long silver hair was sprawled out everywhere, but Rin could only sigh heavily as she held onto him, never planning to ever let him slip through her fingers. They stood that way for what seemed like hours before the phone started ringing. Reluctantly pulling away from her, Sesshomaru went digging into his pocket to get the noise maker and to plan the death of whoever had interrupted his personal time with the woman now next to him.
“Hello?” He said coldly sitting down on a near by chair as Rin ran her small fingers through his hair.
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He sat comfortably at the desk waiting for Sam to show up. His anger bristled thinking about just how close he had come to loosing the glue to his plans and that worthless human was at fault. All the smoke that the miko had inhaled would have been fatal if he hadn’t intervened and taken her from the concert thing. Sam had been careless and now the police were investigating, he would have to show the human the errors of his ways. The speaker on the desk told Naraku that his prey was coming closer with a little friend. Naraku frowned, Inuyasha had been very perceptive.
Picking up the receiver to the phone, he dialed a number and waited patiently for an answer and when an irritated voice replied Naraku’s smile widened.
“It would be in your best interests to pick up your hanyou brother from my company doors or I will be forced to take drastic measures.” Naraku said coldly.
“And why would it be in my best interests?” Sesshomaru replied just as coldly.
“Lets just say that I know what human’s you’re hiding in your home,” He hissed, “And I’ve been watching them. Sesshomaru you cannot protect them twenty-four-seven until the end of time.”
“Watch me!” The line went dead. Naraku had struck a sensitive cord with the mighty Inu-youkai, his family.
Glancing over at the shadowed figure in the corner of his office, the hanyou smirked. There would be some new game plans that he wanted to try, but they would be pushed off until later since Sam’s car had just pulled up to the side of the road and Inuyasha was nowhere in sight. Cracking his knuckles he waited patiently for the human. Naraku was going to test something, and he wanted to show just how reliable it would be when called upon. A evil laugh escaped his throat followed by others.
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Sam climbed quickly out of his car a block away from Naraku’s building, there was no need in raising any suspicions. The air was cold and he held his trench coat closer to his body. He could plainly see his breaths in puffs of air, it wasn’t this cold an hour ago. Keeping his hidden hand firmly placed on the handle of his handgun, Sam continued to walk at a face pace. Thinking about all the possibilities of the rewards that he was going to receive from Naraku. He smiled completely unaware of everything around him.
Her long ebony hair fluttered in a gentle breeze, her cold eyes fixated on her target as he pretended she wasn’t there. It would be easy ridding Naraku of such human trash. Cautiously she followed him, the soft clicking of her shoes heard as she kept a few feet between the two of them. He knew that she was following him, some prostitute looking for a good time, or a beggar. The minute he stopped and turned around, pulling out his hung he saw the silhouette of the woman in front of him.
Her eyes lacked any sign of life and her skin was a ghost white. He could feel his blood run cold as he stared at the second skin like cat suit she wore and the black heeled boots, she wasn’t a prostitute. Pulling the trigger on his weapon seemed completely useless as she withdrew a long silver dagger from no where and lunged at him. His gun discharged and clattered to the ground as the cold steel of her knife found its was into his abdomen. Sam let out a cry of pain as the sharp edges of the blade grew, she was ripping his innards to pieces.
His hot blood sputtered from the enormous gash as the mystery woman retracted her now three bladed weapon, his crimson blood being soaked up into her weapon. Sam crumpled to the ground as his life blood spewed onto the cement underneath him. The smile on the woman’s face looked familiar and the first thing he thought was of Kikyo.
“Naraku doesn’t appreciate fuck ups coming in and ruining his plans.” her voice was harsh and rigid, “this is your well-deserved reward.” His handgun was suddenly in her fingers and a shot ran out through the night and everything was black.
oOo
Naraku smiled as he watched his pet at work, she was just fantastic. Getting up from the chair, he waited until she came back into the unfamiliar room with her token of appreciation, something from Sam’s quivering dead body. Turning his head towards the opening door, he watched her walk in like a cat on the prowl, blood dripping from her fingertips onto the carpet. Her powers were exceeding what he had originally thought, but the more power she held the easier his plans would be finished and he would have the Tama corporation plus the two silver hair brother’s heads mounted on his walls.
“What did you bring for me, my pet?” He cooed stepping up to her and letting his hand gently caress her cold cheek.
She didn’t answer and he knew why, she couldn’t. He now held completely control over the beauty and she could only say what he had instructed, in a way she was his slave. Pulling out her blades, Naraku watched in fascination as the blade separated showing the dark red blood oozing around inside. The evil aura reacted to her and her miko energy flared angrily, but immediately was drained into the orb Naraku retrieved from his Armani suit pocket. He didn’t need her growing power trying to purify the weapon just yet. Taking the silver dagger from her hands, Naraku calmly walked out of the foreign office and disappeared in a large cloud of poisonous gas.
Her eyes glanced around lifelessly surveying the area, she had many instructions to obey, but the first task would be the easiest or so Naraku had claimed. Lifting her hands to the mahogany desk, she watched with dead eyes as it burst into purple flames. It wouldn’t take long for the whole building to catch fire and burn down into ashes. Exiting the building, her body hair fluttered as she walked down the street; task two would be completed in less than twenty-four hours and she would be waiting for just the right moment to attack, killing the one thing that was standing in Naraku’s way of ultimate power, she was going to attack the weakest link.
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Days had gone by since the massacre at the club and Kagome’s kidnapping, but there was no word on any evidence against Naraku that Sesshomaru and Inuyasha could use. Inuyasha was a complete wreck and Sango and Miroku were with the hanyou as much as they could be outside school, but it wasn’t enough. He had promised that he’d protect her, yet he couldn’t even do that and now look what had happened. He couldn’t quite call himself lonely, because physically he wasn’t. Rin and Shiori, plus Miroku and Sango were always there for him when he needed them, but emotionally he was surrounded by darkness. Inuyasha hadn’t realized it at first, but he had fallen in love with Kagome at first sight., not that it mattered anymore because Kagome was probably being mercilessly tortured by Naraku in some kind of underground dungeon.
Shaking his head, Inuyasha paid attention to the silver hair seven-year old talking on and on about things she had learned in school. Shiori was always smiling or laughing about one thing or another, she was so carefree and innocent. Hearing Rin calling from the kitchen for Shiori to put on her earrings and go outside in the backyard and play, the little girl frowned and lowered her gaze to her shoes.
“What’s up with the long face beautiful?” He asked concerned, “Doncha’ wanna go outside and play?”
“Yes,” She replied in a low tone, “I wanna go outside, but I don’t wanna wear my earrings anymore. Please don’t make me wear them uncle ‘Yasha.”
“You have to wear them to conceal your demon appearances Shiori. You know how fluffy gets when you leave without them on.”
Shiori looked as though she was going to start crying when her eyes locked with Inuyasha’s. The once energetic girl he saw not even a few moments before was gone and what was left was a scared and frightened child. He wanted to take her in his arms and comfort her as the tears spilled down her cheeks, but he was frozen by her helpless expression.
“But I don’t wanna see her eyes anymore.” The girl began to sob, “She stares at me with her cold and scary eyes when I put them on and I can see her everywhere Uncle ‘Yasha. She stands there and follows me around when I wear them! Her eyes stare at me and I can’t get away! They never blink and I feel as if my heart is exploding! They don’t blink! They don’t!”
Inuyasha watched in shock as the little girl began to scream as if she was going insane. He had never seen her act this way and he quickly grabbed her and wrapped his arms tightly around her small form. Her shrill screaming hurt Inuyasha’s ears as he flattened them against his head for some protection, but it wasn’t working. Whatever she was talking about really scared her by the way she had gone into hysterical fits of screaming. Rin came running into the room to find out why her daughter was screaming and the human had a frightened look on her face as Inuyasha tried to hold Shiori close to his chest.
“Inuyasha what’s going on!” She cried out trying to get closer but back up when her daughter growled loudly.
“I don’t fucking know but call Sesshomaru!” Inuyasha yelled, “Tell him to get his ass home and quickly!”
Rin wasted no time as she rushed to the nearest phone to call Sesshomaru, but Inuyasha on the other hand was having a major dilemma. Shiori was loosing control as her short, but very sharp claws ripped at Inuyasha’s skin. Her growling was loud and accompanied still by her hysterical screams, and yet he still refused to let go of her. Feeling her sharp fangs dig into his neck, Inuyasha cried out only to have Shiori attack him, her claws dripping with the green poison that Sesshomaru had used on him plenty of times before. He had no time to shield himself as her hands tore through his stomach, her red eyes staring into his amber ones before she raked her claws against his face, Inuyasha suddenly becoming surrounded by darkness.
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Rin waited impatiently for Sesshomaru to answer his cell, she could hear her child’s screaming and she couldn’t help but cry in confusion. She didn’t know what was going on and why her daughter was acting like she was being ripped into pieces. Shiori had never behaved this way before and Rin didn’t know how to help, she was useless and it was her own daughter who needed her help.
“Hello this is Sessh-”
“Sesshomaru!” Rin cried out trying to stop her tears.
“Rin what’s wrong?” Sesshomaru demanded.
Glancing behind her, she swallowed the lump in her throat as she quickly walked to where Inuyasha was holding Shiori.
“I don’t know!” She exclaimed, “Something’s wrong with Shiori, she just started flipping out and screaming, I--”
Rin was cut off by Inuyasha’s cry of pain and her heart started pounding rapidly in her chest as she quickened her pace. Stopping at the entrance to the living room, what she was made her gasp loudly, her blood running cold and her heart skipped a beat.
“Oh my God.” She whispered watching terrified as her daughter mercilessly attacked Inuyasha’ limp body, his blood flying everywhere as Shiori’s claws continued ripping him to pieces.
“RIN!” Sesshomaru yelled, his hearing picking up unrecognizable sounds from the other end, “Answer me! What’s going on!”
Shiori’s waist length silver hair was stained with her uncle’s blood, her claws dripping with the red liquid as she sniffed the air, human scent filling her small nostrils. Standing up, Shiori turned to Rin, her red eyes glaring maliciously at the woman a yard or two away. The phone slipped from her fingers and dropped to the floor before Rin did the first thing that came to mind, she ran. Never before had she experienced such fear from just looking at her daughter, though Shiori had never torn apart a family member yet alone be able to attack her own mother.
Rin frantically ran down the hall trying to get away from Shiori, it was like she was in one of those American “Chucky” movies where the doll goes around killing people, but it was Shiori and not some reincarnated serial killer on the prowl. She knew that her daughter was playing with her in a sadistic way because Rin knew about Shiori’s quick as lightning speed and her perceptive smelling and hearing, but the hanyou girl had yet to catch her. Rin practically flew up the pair of stairs as her daughter calmly walked behind her, the cold and emotionless eyes were boring holes into the woman’s back as she skidded into her daughter’s room, slamming and locking the door.
A mere piece of wood wouldn’t hold Shiori for too long, so Rin quickly pushed the seven-year-old’s dresser against it to use as a barricade. She didn’t know how long it would take Sesshomaru to get home, but Rin didn’t have much time. The way things were looking, she’d be torn limb from limb by her own animal loving and gentle daughter. Oh the irony right? Rin could plainly hear her daughter hacking away at the door with her claws, a loud growl like laughing coming from the other side, Rin was trapped. Everything around her became eerily silent and she turned around and tried to dodge the pair of claws coming towards her. She cried out as they nicked her shoulder and her hair once long hair fluttered lifelessly to the ground. Backing up, Rin tried to find a way to get herself out of this situation without having to hurt Shiori, but found none.
She was about to try and run out of the room when Shiori’s clawed hands roughly pushed her back. Rin thought that she was going to hit the ground or a wall, but was surprised when she began falling, her knees hitting the edge of something. Screaming loudly as he fell out the window, Rin expected to collide with the hard pavement, dying on impact, but the only thing she didn’t expect as she squeezed her eyes shut was to stop.
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To say Sesshomaru was concerned was completely inaccurate of the feeling of impending doom he felt the moment he heard Rin’s phone drop to the ground. He had heard this happen to him before and it wasn’t good. He had been in a very important business meeting with other well-known company presidents when he received the unnerving phone call and he almost broke the chair he sat in, almost. Sesshomaru wasted no time bolting from the room and down the thirty flights of stairs not bother to excuse himself or catch the elevator, it would only serve to slow him down. He past by people leaving a harsh wind to follow, there would be no need to get his car due to afternoon traffic that too would only slow the Inu-youkai down drastically.
Worst case scenarios played over and over in his mind as he ran as if the devil was on his heels, but the only thing that kept coming back to mind was Naraku. Some how Sesshomaru knew that the vile hanyou trying to take over his company half-assedly was involved with whatever was going on at his home. He had absolutely no clue to what he was supposed to expect, but deep down he knew that whatever it was, it was beyond just plain old “bad”. Sesshomaru pushed himself harder as he passed by a speeding car, only ten more miles to go until he was home and he wasn’t going as fast as he could of in his younger years, it was such a disgrace. If he lost Rin again he didn’t know what he’d do, or how he would honestly survived the rest of his pathetic life without her and Shiori by his side. It was unimaginable.
Growling angrily, Sesshomaru practically flew down his street and jumped over his tall gate, landing swiftly and perfectly balanced on his feet. He could smell the blood as he headed towards his house, and it was mainly Inuyasha’s. His gaze was caught by the flapping curtains from the second story window, they were heavy curtains that should drag and not flutter. Just as he was about to further investigate, Rin’s scream rang out from the bedroom followed by her body falling out the window and without a moment’s hesitation, Sesshomaru lunged for the human and tumbled to the ground with her securely in his arms.
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Inuyasha regained consciousness a while later and he was greeted with excruciating pain in his abdomen. Glancing down at his healing wound, the hanyou weakly chuckled, Shiori had done quite a number on him for merely a seven-year-old hanyou girl. Then he remembered the look in her eyes, the blood red color, she hadn’t been a hanyou when she attacked him, she hadn’t been in her right mind. Shuddering, Inuyasha slowly crawled over to the closest wall where he struggled for a bit trying to stand on his feet. Something was up because it was too quiet in the large home.
Swallowing the rather large lump stuck in his throat, Inuyasha followed the trail of his blood, sniffing the air to find out just precisely where Shiori would be, she needed help and fast. Stumbling up the stairs, the hanyou’s labored breathing and pounding headache slowed him down, but only momentarily. Her scent grew stronger and so did the frightened scent of Rin, Shiori had gone after her mother when she had finished with him. Wincing in pain as he gripped the wall with his claws, Inuyasha forced himself to keep going and the scents lead him ironically to Shiori’s room. The door knob had been melted off and the door looked as if someone had repeatedly taken a knife filled gloved to it; he’d watched too many “Nightmare on Elm Street” movies. Entering the room he immediately spotted Shiori standing lifelessly in front of her open window, his blood soaking her hair, dripping mechanically from her fingertips as her arms hung to her side. He could faintly smell salt, someone had been crying.
“Shiori?” Inuyasha calmly asked stepping forward only to crash to his knees.
Inuyasha watched as Shiori faced him, her bluish-amber eyes filled with tears as she ran to him, her arms wrapping around his neck. Inuyasha returned her embrace a little pained, but none the less whispered comforting words into Shiori’s ear as she cried harder. This day proved to be quite interesting.
“I’m sorry uncle ‘Yasha!” Shiori wept, “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t wanna hurt you or mama! I tried so hard to fight against it! But her eyes were everywhere. They won’t go away Uncle ‘Yasha! She just won’t go away! I’m so scared-Please don’t hate me. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”
oOo
Love, Murder, and Betrayal
By: Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Twenty-six: Cold and Emotionless Eyes.
They were spending time together more or less like a family should; Shiori was fast asleep on the floor, an empty bowl of popcorn next to her head, bits and pieces of it in her long silver hair. Rin was snuggled closely to him, her hands pressed lightly against his chest as her head rested on his shoulder. The movie had been a long one. Picking up the remote and shutting of the television set, Sesshomaru gently peeled Rin off him and stood stretching his screaming muscles.
Walking into the kitchen, he took a bottle of sparkling water and opened it, taking a few sips to calm the dryness in his throat. The lights were down low, but he knew that she was standing there watching him with a certain look of nostalgia on her face, he could smell her scent. Closing the fridge door, Sesshomaru turned to Rin and slowly walked up to her, the Inuyoukai could see the fatigue in her eyes, but they both knew that she would deny it until she was blue in the face, she had done it before.
Towering over her made Sesshomaru realize just how fragile she was standing there, and it made him smirk. Leaning down, Sesshomaru kissed Rin’s forehead, wrapping his arms loosely around her waist before resting his head on her shoulder. His long silver hair was sprawled out everywhere, but Rin could only sigh heavily as she held onto him, never planning to ever let him slip through her fingers. They stood that way for what seemed like hours before the phone started ringing. Reluctantly pulling away from her, Sesshomaru went digging into his pocket to get the noise maker and to plan the death of whoever had interrupted his personal time with the woman now next to him.
“Hello?” He said coldly sitting down on a near by chair as Rin ran her small fingers through his hair.
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He sat comfortably at the desk waiting for Sam to show up. His anger bristled thinking about just how close he had come to loosing the glue to his plans and that worthless human was at fault. All the smoke that the miko had inhaled would have been fatal if he hadn’t intervened and taken her from the concert thing. Sam had been careless and now the police were investigating, he would have to show the human the errors of his ways. The speaker on the desk told Naraku that his prey was coming closer with a little friend. Naraku frowned, Inuyasha had been very perceptive.
Picking up the receiver to the phone, he dialed a number and waited patiently for an answer and when an irritated voice replied Naraku’s smile widened.
“It would be in your best interests to pick up your hanyou brother from my company doors or I will be forced to take drastic measures.” Naraku said coldly.
“And why would it be in my best interests?” Sesshomaru replied just as coldly.
“Lets just say that I know what human’s you’re hiding in your home,” He hissed, “And I’ve been watching them. Sesshomaru you cannot protect them twenty-four-seven until the end of time.”
“Watch me!” The line went dead. Naraku had struck a sensitive cord with the mighty Inu-youkai, his family.
Glancing over at the shadowed figure in the corner of his office, the hanyou smirked. There would be some new game plans that he wanted to try, but they would be pushed off until later since Sam’s car had just pulled up to the side of the road and Inuyasha was nowhere in sight. Cracking his knuckles he waited patiently for the human. Naraku was going to test something, and he wanted to show just how reliable it would be when called upon. A evil laugh escaped his throat followed by others.
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Sam climbed quickly out of his car a block away from Naraku’s building, there was no need in raising any suspicions. The air was cold and he held his trench coat closer to his body. He could plainly see his breaths in puffs of air, it wasn’t this cold an hour ago. Keeping his hidden hand firmly placed on the handle of his handgun, Sam continued to walk at a face pace. Thinking about all the possibilities of the rewards that he was going to receive from Naraku. He smiled completely unaware of everything around him.
Her long ebony hair fluttered in a gentle breeze, her cold eyes fixated on her target as he pretended she wasn’t there. It would be easy ridding Naraku of such human trash. Cautiously she followed him, the soft clicking of her shoes heard as she kept a few feet between the two of them. He knew that she was following him, some prostitute looking for a good time, or a beggar. The minute he stopped and turned around, pulling out his hung he saw the silhouette of the woman in front of him.
Her eyes lacked any sign of life and her skin was a ghost white. He could feel his blood run cold as he stared at the second skin like cat suit she wore and the black heeled boots, she wasn’t a prostitute. Pulling the trigger on his weapon seemed completely useless as she withdrew a long silver dagger from no where and lunged at him. His gun discharged and clattered to the ground as the cold steel of her knife found its was into his abdomen. Sam let out a cry of pain as the sharp edges of the blade grew, she was ripping his innards to pieces.
His hot blood sputtered from the enormous gash as the mystery woman retracted her now three bladed weapon, his crimson blood being soaked up into her weapon. Sam crumpled to the ground as his life blood spewed onto the cement underneath him. The smile on the woman’s face looked familiar and the first thing he thought was of Kikyo.
“Naraku doesn’t appreciate fuck ups coming in and ruining his plans.” her voice was harsh and rigid, “this is your well-deserved reward.” His handgun was suddenly in her fingers and a shot ran out through the night and everything was black.
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Naraku smiled as he watched his pet at work, she was just fantastic. Getting up from the chair, he waited until she came back into the unfamiliar room with her token of appreciation, something from Sam’s quivering dead body. Turning his head towards the opening door, he watched her walk in like a cat on the prowl, blood dripping from her fingertips onto the carpet. Her powers were exceeding what he had originally thought, but the more power she held the easier his plans would be finished and he would have the Tama corporation plus the two silver hair brother’s heads mounted on his walls.
“What did you bring for me, my pet?” He cooed stepping up to her and letting his hand gently caress her cold cheek.
She didn’t answer and he knew why, she couldn’t. He now held completely control over the beauty and she could only say what he had instructed, in a way she was his slave. Pulling out her blades, Naraku watched in fascination as the blade separated showing the dark red blood oozing around inside. The evil aura reacted to her and her miko energy flared angrily, but immediately was drained into the orb Naraku retrieved from his Armani suit pocket. He didn’t need her growing power trying to purify the weapon just yet. Taking the silver dagger from her hands, Naraku calmly walked out of the foreign office and disappeared in a large cloud of poisonous gas.
Her eyes glanced around lifelessly surveying the area, she had many instructions to obey, but the first task would be the easiest or so Naraku had claimed. Lifting her hands to the mahogany desk, she watched with dead eyes as it burst into purple flames. It wouldn’t take long for the whole building to catch fire and burn down into ashes. Exiting the building, her body hair fluttered as she walked down the street; task two would be completed in less than twenty-four hours and she would be waiting for just the right moment to attack, killing the one thing that was standing in Naraku’s way of ultimate power, she was going to attack the weakest link.
oOo
Days had gone by since the massacre at the club and Kagome’s kidnapping, but there was no word on any evidence against Naraku that Sesshomaru and Inuyasha could use. Inuyasha was a complete wreck and Sango and Miroku were with the hanyou as much as they could be outside school, but it wasn’t enough. He had promised that he’d protect her, yet he couldn’t even do that and now look what had happened. He couldn’t quite call himself lonely, because physically he wasn’t. Rin and Shiori, plus Miroku and Sango were always there for him when he needed them, but emotionally he was surrounded by darkness. Inuyasha hadn’t realized it at first, but he had fallen in love with Kagome at first sight., not that it mattered anymore because Kagome was probably being mercilessly tortured by Naraku in some kind of underground dungeon.
Shaking his head, Inuyasha paid attention to the silver hair seven-year old talking on and on about things she had learned in school. Shiori was always smiling or laughing about one thing or another, she was so carefree and innocent. Hearing Rin calling from the kitchen for Shiori to put on her earrings and go outside in the backyard and play, the little girl frowned and lowered her gaze to her shoes.
“What’s up with the long face beautiful?” He asked concerned, “Doncha’ wanna go outside and play?”
“Yes,” She replied in a low tone, “I wanna go outside, but I don’t wanna wear my earrings anymore. Please don’t make me wear them uncle ‘Yasha.”
“You have to wear them to conceal your demon appearances Shiori. You know how fluffy gets when you leave without them on.”
Shiori looked as though she was going to start crying when her eyes locked with Inuyasha’s. The once energetic girl he saw not even a few moments before was gone and what was left was a scared and frightened child. He wanted to take her in his arms and comfort her as the tears spilled down her cheeks, but he was frozen by her helpless expression.
“But I don’t wanna see her eyes anymore.” The girl began to sob, “She stares at me with her cold and scary eyes when I put them on and I can see her everywhere Uncle ‘Yasha. She stands there and follows me around when I wear them! Her eyes stare at me and I can’t get away! They never blink and I feel as if my heart is exploding! They don’t blink! They don’t!”
Inuyasha watched in shock as the little girl began to scream as if she was going insane. He had never seen her act this way and he quickly grabbed her and wrapped his arms tightly around her small form. Her shrill screaming hurt Inuyasha’s ears as he flattened them against his head for some protection, but it wasn’t working. Whatever she was talking about really scared her by the way she had gone into hysterical fits of screaming. Rin came running into the room to find out why her daughter was screaming and the human had a frightened look on her face as Inuyasha tried to hold Shiori close to his chest.
“Inuyasha what’s going on!” She cried out trying to get closer but back up when her daughter growled loudly.
“I don’t fucking know but call Sesshomaru!” Inuyasha yelled, “Tell him to get his ass home and quickly!”
Rin wasted no time as she rushed to the nearest phone to call Sesshomaru, but Inuyasha on the other hand was having a major dilemma. Shiori was loosing control as her short, but very sharp claws ripped at Inuyasha’s skin. Her growling was loud and accompanied still by her hysterical screams, and yet he still refused to let go of her. Feeling her sharp fangs dig into his neck, Inuyasha cried out only to have Shiori attack him, her claws dripping with the green poison that Sesshomaru had used on him plenty of times before. He had no time to shield himself as her hands tore through his stomach, her red eyes staring into his amber ones before she raked her claws against his face, Inuyasha suddenly becoming surrounded by darkness.
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Rin waited impatiently for Sesshomaru to answer his cell, she could hear her child’s screaming and she couldn’t help but cry in confusion. She didn’t know what was going on and why her daughter was acting like she was being ripped into pieces. Shiori had never behaved this way before and Rin didn’t know how to help, she was useless and it was her own daughter who needed her help.
“Hello this is Sessh-”
“Sesshomaru!” Rin cried out trying to stop her tears.
“Rin what’s wrong?” Sesshomaru demanded.
Glancing behind her, she swallowed the lump in her throat as she quickly walked to where Inuyasha was holding Shiori.
“I don’t know!” She exclaimed, “Something’s wrong with Shiori, she just started flipping out and screaming, I--”
Rin was cut off by Inuyasha’s cry of pain and her heart started pounding rapidly in her chest as she quickened her pace. Stopping at the entrance to the living room, what she was made her gasp loudly, her blood running cold and her heart skipped a beat.
“Oh my God.” She whispered watching terrified as her daughter mercilessly attacked Inuyasha’ limp body, his blood flying everywhere as Shiori’s claws continued ripping him to pieces.
“RIN!” Sesshomaru yelled, his hearing picking up unrecognizable sounds from the other end, “Answer me! What’s going on!”
Shiori’s waist length silver hair was stained with her uncle’s blood, her claws dripping with the red liquid as she sniffed the air, human scent filling her small nostrils. Standing up, Shiori turned to Rin, her red eyes glaring maliciously at the woman a yard or two away. The phone slipped from her fingers and dropped to the floor before Rin did the first thing that came to mind, she ran. Never before had she experienced such fear from just looking at her daughter, though Shiori had never torn apart a family member yet alone be able to attack her own mother.
Rin frantically ran down the hall trying to get away from Shiori, it was like she was in one of those American “Chucky” movies where the doll goes around killing people, but it was Shiori and not some reincarnated serial killer on the prowl. She knew that her daughter was playing with her in a sadistic way because Rin knew about Shiori’s quick as lightning speed and her perceptive smelling and hearing, but the hanyou girl had yet to catch her. Rin practically flew up the pair of stairs as her daughter calmly walked behind her, the cold and emotionless eyes were boring holes into the woman’s back as she skidded into her daughter’s room, slamming and locking the door.
A mere piece of wood wouldn’t hold Shiori for too long, so Rin quickly pushed the seven-year-old’s dresser against it to use as a barricade. She didn’t know how long it would take Sesshomaru to get home, but Rin didn’t have much time. The way things were looking, she’d be torn limb from limb by her own animal loving and gentle daughter. Oh the irony right? Rin could plainly hear her daughter hacking away at the door with her claws, a loud growl like laughing coming from the other side, Rin was trapped. Everything around her became eerily silent and she turned around and tried to dodge the pair of claws coming towards her. She cried out as they nicked her shoulder and her hair once long hair fluttered lifelessly to the ground. Backing up, Rin tried to find a way to get herself out of this situation without having to hurt Shiori, but found none.
She was about to try and run out of the room when Shiori’s clawed hands roughly pushed her back. Rin thought that she was going to hit the ground or a wall, but was surprised when she began falling, her knees hitting the edge of something. Screaming loudly as he fell out the window, Rin expected to collide with the hard pavement, dying on impact, but the only thing she didn’t expect as she squeezed her eyes shut was to stop.
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To say Sesshomaru was concerned was completely inaccurate of the feeling of impending doom he felt the moment he heard Rin’s phone drop to the ground. He had heard this happen to him before and it wasn’t good. He had been in a very important business meeting with other well-known company presidents when he received the unnerving phone call and he almost broke the chair he sat in, almost. Sesshomaru wasted no time bolting from the room and down the thirty flights of stairs not bother to excuse himself or catch the elevator, it would only serve to slow him down. He past by people leaving a harsh wind to follow, there would be no need to get his car due to afternoon traffic that too would only slow the Inu-youkai down drastically.
Worst case scenarios played over and over in his mind as he ran as if the devil was on his heels, but the only thing that kept coming back to mind was Naraku. Some how Sesshomaru knew that the vile hanyou trying to take over his company half-assedly was involved with whatever was going on at his home. He had absolutely no clue to what he was supposed to expect, but deep down he knew that whatever it was, it was beyond just plain old “bad”. Sesshomaru pushed himself harder as he passed by a speeding car, only ten more miles to go until he was home and he wasn’t going as fast as he could of in his younger years, it was such a disgrace. If he lost Rin again he didn’t know what he’d do, or how he would honestly survived the rest of his pathetic life without her and Shiori by his side. It was unimaginable.
Growling angrily, Sesshomaru practically flew down his street and jumped over his tall gate, landing swiftly and perfectly balanced on his feet. He could smell the blood as he headed towards his house, and it was mainly Inuyasha’s. His gaze was caught by the flapping curtains from the second story window, they were heavy curtains that should drag and not flutter. Just as he was about to further investigate, Rin’s scream rang out from the bedroom followed by her body falling out the window and without a moment’s hesitation, Sesshomaru lunged for the human and tumbled to the ground with her securely in his arms.
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Inuyasha regained consciousness a while later and he was greeted with excruciating pain in his abdomen. Glancing down at his healing wound, the hanyou weakly chuckled, Shiori had done quite a number on him for merely a seven-year-old hanyou girl. Then he remembered the look in her eyes, the blood red color, she hadn’t been a hanyou when she attacked him, she hadn’t been in her right mind. Shuddering, Inuyasha slowly crawled over to the closest wall where he struggled for a bit trying to stand on his feet. Something was up because it was too quiet in the large home.
Swallowing the rather large lump stuck in his throat, Inuyasha followed the trail of his blood, sniffing the air to find out just precisely where Shiori would be, she needed help and fast. Stumbling up the stairs, the hanyou’s labored breathing and pounding headache slowed him down, but only momentarily. Her scent grew stronger and so did the frightened scent of Rin, Shiori had gone after her mother when she had finished with him. Wincing in pain as he gripped the wall with his claws, Inuyasha forced himself to keep going and the scents lead him ironically to Shiori’s room. The door knob had been melted off and the door looked as if someone had repeatedly taken a knife filled gloved to it; he’d watched too many “Nightmare on Elm Street” movies. Entering the room he immediately spotted Shiori standing lifelessly in front of her open window, his blood soaking her hair, dripping mechanically from her fingertips as her arms hung to her side. He could faintly smell salt, someone had been crying.
“Shiori?” Inuyasha calmly asked stepping forward only to crash to his knees.
Inuyasha watched as Shiori faced him, her bluish-amber eyes filled with tears as she ran to him, her arms wrapping around his neck. Inuyasha returned her embrace a little pained, but none the less whispered comforting words into Shiori’s ear as she cried harder. This day proved to be quite interesting.
“I’m sorry uncle ‘Yasha!” Shiori wept, “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t wanna hurt you or mama! I tried so hard to fight against it! But her eyes were everywhere. They won’t go away Uncle ‘Yasha! She just won’t go away! I’m so scared-Please don’t hate me. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”
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