InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love, Murder, and Betrayal ❯ Someone lurking in the darkness ( Chapter 27 )
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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: 4.0K | Visits: 244 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Action / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 244 | Status: Completed
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Love, Murder, and Betrayal
By: Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Someone lurking in the darkness
Hours seemed to pass by like days as Sesshomaru and Rin began the process of cleaning the blood from the walls. Why he was helping with cleaning was a mystery, but he continued to work no questions asked. Miroku and Sango had stopped by an hour or two after all the excitement happened and were still helping Shiori wrap her uncle’s wounds up. The eight-year-old did quite a number on Inuyasha, and she couldn’t stop apologizing yet. Inuyasha’s blood was everywhere in the living room, and to Sesshomaru it was even more blood than when he had attacked the hanyou with that human girl Kagome back in the Untied States. In a way he wanted to be proud of his daughter for her excellent tracking and fighting skills, but in the other way, he was angry for what Shiori decided to track.
It is true that Inuyasha had explained everything that had happened, but some things didn’t add up. Some things didn’t make any sense to the Inu-youkai. Everything that had been broken was replaced and everything that was ruined was tossed out and something was ordered for replacement. Tonight Sesshomaru would have to turn on the video cameras throughout the house again, because he wanted to make absolutely sure that nobody was trespassing on his property. Inuyasha had said something to Sesshomaru that had unnerved him and he was going to keep a close on everything, on everyone.
“Shiori only started flipping out after she was told to put on her demon appearance concealing earrings.” Inuyasha had told him, “She kept saying that a woman with cold and emotionless eyes was always watching her when she wore them. That the woman was always near her, staring at her. At first I didn’t understand at all, but Shiori said the woman never blinks and I think I’ve heard someone say that to me.”
Doing manual labor didn’t seem like the best thing for him while he was angry, but Sesshomaru wouldn’t stop until all of his brother’s blood was completely gone. He knew that the smell of it would stay lingering for a while, but that would just have to do. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Sesshomaru sighed as he scrubbed the floor harder, continuing to space off in his own world.
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Inuyasha hissed in pain as Miroku applied the healing solution to the hole in the hanyou’s abdomen. He looked like someone had taken a cheese grader to his torso, and it didn’t exactly tickle either. The two boys were quietly working in the bathroom, Inuyasha sitting on the edge of the porcelain tub as Miroku disinfected his friend’s wounds. When Miroku had first laid eyes on his hanyou friend he had thought that Inuyasha had pissed off Sesshomaru and had his just desserts, but when he saw the blood stained in Shiori’s silver hair, he knew better. Something bad had happened. Sango had nothing to say as she took Shiori and went to another bathroom down the hall. She looked a few shades paler, but she didn’t ask any question, she didn’t need to when she saw the look in Shiori’s eyes, Sango received her answer.
Of course Inuyasha did explain what happened, Miroku guessed that the hanyou had already did it so the words weren’t hard to find or to say and Miroku was just appalled. It just seemed so hectic and out of place, nothing seemed to be right. Inuyasha was lucky though, that Shiori had missed his eyes or she would have caused some major damage to him. Sure it would heal in a few days, but it would be the constant remind and the pain for Inuyasha that would be hardest to accept. The tub water was a bright pink and Miroku could swear that Inuyasha had his own blood hospital inside his body. He had never seen anybody lose so much blood and still be able to walk around as if it was nothing but a simple scratch.
Miroku knew that Inuyasha was a half demon, but it still made him shudder when he remembered walking into the mansion to see the blood smeared on the stairwell, on the steps and walls. He had thought he was going to lose his lunch, but he didn’t. It was a good thing that he didn’t, because Sesshomaru would have killed him and then probably made him lick it all up, and that sounded very disgusting and painful. Tying the last bandage onto Inuyasha’s chest, Miroku washed his hands thoroughly before starting on his friend’s pretty damaged face, it wouldn’t take too much longer.
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Sango watched the little hanyou girl sit lifelessly in the tub filled with pinkish water, Shiori looked depressed and Sango didn’t know how to comfort the seven year old. Taking the bottle of Shampoo and dumping some of the contents into her hand, the teenager faced Shiori and started washing the little girl’s once beautiful hair. The silence unnerved Sango so she tried to hum a happy tune, but couldn’t bring herself to do it louder than a whisper. The water splashed in the porcelain tub as Sango helped Shiori rinse out her soapy hair, the blood was coming out nicely and Sango let a small smile purse her lips.
“Sango is my mommy okay?” It was the first thing Shiori had said since Sango and Miroku had shown up.
“Don’t worry Shiori,” Sango answered the girl, “Your mom is perfectly fine. You’ll be able to see her once we finish cleaning you up.”
Shiori turned around as Sango began to pour conditioner onto the girl’s hair, her bluish-amber eyes burning holes as the tears brimmed on her eyelashes. At that moment Sango felt completely helpless and she was lost for words. The look on Shiori’s face seemed alien, sadness wasn’t really the hanyou’s style, it didn’t fit her personality to be sad.
“You promise?” Shiori said in a small voice, her bottom lip quivering.
Sango smiled and nodded while she ran her fingers through Shiori’s silver locks, rubbing the conditioner into the wet strands. It didn’t take long for Shiori to finish in the tub, get out and dry herself with a towel. Sango didn’t bring any clothes for the little girl, so she wrapped her up in the towel and took her hand as they left the bathroom. Going to where Miroku and Inuyasha would be, Sango opened the door and Shiori rushed in to find Inuyasha. When she found him, Inuyasha had a wide smile on his face and opened his arms widely for the hanyou girl. After the happy embrace, Shiori was dressed with one of Inuyasha’s long shirts and her hair was brushed then braided as the three teenagers talked.
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Naraku sat comfortably in his chair, a cigar pursed in his lips as he eyed the monitor carefully. Many of his special forces were working with his pet, developing her powers even more so than before. He was being sure that the final battle was indeed coming soon and Naraku wanted to be ready for anything. So far, his precious pet was doing a better job with the Tama family than any of his other men had done and in a way he was glad that she was taking her time. He never understood how Kikyo was able to instantly teleport places, but when his pet showed the remarkable talent by killing the green toad who was in Jamaica, Naraku was almost jumping for joy, almost.
Now that his plans were practically finished, there were only just a few more tasks at hand, killing Inuyasha and Sesshomaru Tama at any costs. His pet was the greatest investment that he could have ever made. It may have cost him a few men and a little bit of aggravation, but when it was all over, he would have what he always wanted and nobody would be able to stop him.
“It would have been a lot easier for you if you had just handed over your company to me Inutashio,” Naraku mused to himself, “That way you wouldn’t have had to have been exterminated and your only heirs wouldn’t have to die by making your same mistakes.”
Putting the cigar in an ashtray, Naraku reclined in his chair as the monitor shut off and disappeared into the ceiling. He waited patiently until his pet walked in calmly, her silky ebony hair fluttering as she glided like a feather. He was pretty proud of her accomplishments since he had met her and he couldn’t wait until his pet took care of the Tama brothers. He was anticipating when the moment would come. She stopped at the front of his desk, her eyes staring at him lifelessly waiting for her next orders.
“Tonight is the night my pet,” Naraku said. “Make sure she doesn’t live to see the next day. You know what to do and I am hoping you don’t fail me because you know what will happen if you do.”
oOo
The sun had already set and Miroku and Sango had said there goodbyes and left for the night. Dinner had been served and eaten and now everyone else was getting ready for bed. Inuyasha was changing into a different pair of clothing, Rin was in the shower washing all the remnants from the day from her mind and Sesshomaru was tucking a human Shiori in bed a few doors down from Inuyasha’s room.
Sesshomaru pulled the heavy blankets up to Shiori’s chin and kissed her on the forehead. He could tell that she was exhausted by her scent and he wanted her to get a lot of sleep so he wouldn’t have to have anyone else worrying about her. The day had been a busy one and Sesshomaru was thankful that he didn’t get the chance to see his Shiori and her destructive behavior. The Inu-youkai silently watched as Shiori tried to stay awake, but a tired yawn escaped her mouth and her blue eyes slowly closed. Sesshomaru watched the black hair child for a moment or two longer before he quietly rose from the chair he sat in and stretched out his aching muscles. He was about to leave when he heard the rustling of blankets.
“Fluffy?” Her small voice called out to him.
“Yes Shiori?” Sesshomaru asked looking down at her.
“Please don’t leave me alone.” She whispered, “She always comes when I’m alone. I’m scared.”
Sesshomaru raised his eyebrow curiously as he watched his daughter. She really seemed to be scared and he began to wonder why.
“Don’t worry Shiori, nothing can get you while you’re here. You’re protected by me and your mother. Even Inuyasha will protect you.”
“You promise Fluffy?” Shiori asked innocently and when he nodded she glanced around the room and said, “What about Kagome? Will she protect me too?”
“Get some sleep.” He replied turning around and exiting the room. He didn’t know how to answer that question, not yet at least. He had men working on Kagome’s disappearance, but there were no clues, there was absolutely nothing.
Shiori laid quietly in her bed, the darkness surrounding her and she really wanted to scream bloody murder until someone came to get her. It wasn’t that she was afraid of the dark because she wasn’t. It was what had been lurking in the darkness that scared her and to think that this person started showing up right after Kagome disappeared, or like her uncle liked to say, kidnapped by the evil bastard Naraku was scary. IT was a bad sign and everyday Shiori didn’t want to worry about turning into a monster like she had and go on a killing rampage. She knew that she was very lucky that she hadn’t killed her mother or uncle because she didn’t think she knew how she would be able to go on if her Fluffy was even a little disappointed or angry with her.
The room she was in became colder than ice and Shiori’s heart began to pound wildly in her chest as she sat up. Her blue eyes surveyed the area around her as she tried to think of what was going on. Even if she only had the vision of a human, she could see the curtains blowing from the once unopened and locked window. Shiori’s breath quickened tenfold and she could see the misty fog escaping from her own lips, it was like something out of a horror flick she had watched with her mother and Uncle Inuyasha.
“You’re here aren’t you?” Shiori whispered feeling the eyes on her.
There was no answer, but the moment Shiori turned her head, a tall figure covered in a long clock with a hood stood right next to the bed. She gasped aloud and tried to scramble off her bed, but she was flipped so quickly onto her back that she had no clue to what was happening to her until she could feel the two clammy hands grip her neck. She tried to scream out for help, but only a strangled cry came from her throat. Shiori couldn’t breathe and she tried clawing at the person with her human nails, it wasn’t working too well. All Shiori could see as the tears leaked down her cheeks was the woman choking her and the cold and emotionless eyes. Only the one lurking in the darkness’ eyes.
oOo
Rin was getting a glass of water from the sink when she thought she heard something. She tied her robe tighter against her body and set the half empty glass on the counter. It may have just been her, but it seemed too quiet in the large house for her liking. Shrugging it off, Rin slowly began to head down the hall towards the study where she was pretty sure that Sesshomaru would be. He was always in the study if he needed to think now a days, he spent almost every waking moment in there when he wasn’t at the office or in a meeting. Rin frowned as she passed the study, he was in there and he looked as if he was in deep thought, and he probably was too.
Sighing heavily, Rin decided to pay a small visit to her daughter before she too decided to turn in. Usually she was with her Shiori all night when she turned human, but Sesshomaru had assured her that nothing was going to happen and Shiori would be fine. Now of course Rin believe him, but her mother’s intuition was kicking in and she felt like something just wasn’t right. Shiori had been tucked into bed a little more than a hour ago, yet it didn’t matter to Rin, she had to go and check on her daughter.
Opening the bedroom door, Rin could feel the chills running throughout her body, the room was so cold and so dark that she couldn’t even see her fingers in front of her face. Turning on a light, her eyes scanned over the room, nothing seemed to be out of place, nothing but her daughter. Shiori lay limply on the bed, her eyes opened wide and her long black hair sprawled out all over her body. Crying out, Rin rushed to her daughter and pulled the girl into her lap as she tried to listen for a pulse, but found none. Tears poured down her face as she rocked her Shiori’s lifeless body in her arms.
“No,” She cried, “Please wake up Shiori! Please wake up baby!”
The lights suddenly went off and Rin screamed blood murder as she tightened her grip on her daughter. Rin couldn’t let her only child die like this, she just couldn’t.
oOo
The moment Sesshomaru heard Rin’s scream, he was out of the study in a flash and down the hall faster than he had ever been before. He couldn’t see too well in the dark and he flipped on the lights to see a tall figure looming over Rin with a giant scythe their grasp. He growled loudly and rammed the figure against the wall, the scythe flying into the opposite wall as Sesshomaru tore it from the person’s grasp. He could smell no scent coming off the woman covered from head to toe in a clock, but he could tell that it was a woman by the body structure. Sesshomaru growled deep into his chest again as he held the woman up against the wall by her throat, her black hair escaping from her hood and shinned darkly.
“What the fuck is---” Inuyasha asked coming into the room, “Holy mother of god!”
The hanyou immediately rushed over to Rin’s side as the woman gave her daughter CPR. Sesshomaru on the other hand kept his amber red eyes on his trespasser, he was trying to keep his control not wanting yet another blood mess in his home. Twice in one day was very bad karma to him.
“Who are you?” Sesshomaru hissed venomously. He waited almost impatiently for an answer, but when he found none he only grew angrier. “Tell me woman! Who the hell are you? Who sent you? If you don’t tell me I’ll kill you myself!”
When there was still no answer, Sesshomaru cracked his knuckles and moved his free hand to the hood of the woman’s clock, his finger’s glowing a bright green as the poison began to eat away the cloth slowly. All he could see of her facial features was her lifeless eyes staring unblinking at him, but she never flinched. She didn’t even struggle. By how he could hear Shiori’s ragged coughing and Rin’s loud sobs, their family would live to see another day, but how long will it last? The front of the hood was going fast and soon Sesshomaru would be able to see the whole face of the woman who had tried to kill his family, the only think he had left in the world besides his money.
oOo
He didn’t know what to think as he stared at the hand marks on Shiori’s neck, it was certain that they would bruise, but who would ever try hurting a mere eight-year-old girl? Well whoever did had something seriously wrong with them and that person either needed to be locked away or silenced forever and Inuyasha was leaning towards the latter. Getting up from his spot on the bed, Inuyasha went to where Sesshomaru was holding up the trespasser, the hanyou was surprised that the person was still alive since Sesshomaru had the person’s feet an inch or two off the ground. It seemed as if the two of them were in a staring match as his brother burnt away the cloak. The person wasn’t even scared and if she was, she was very talented on hiding it because only demons and miko/holy people knew how to do such things.
“Sesshomaru,” Inuyasha said, “Who is it? What is she?”
Inuyasha had no clue what happened after he locked eyes with the girl, but looking at her sent sparks flying through his mind and he could then plainly smell the fear in the air just as her hand became engulfed with a purple sinister energy. Neither Sesshomaru or Inuyasha had the time to react as the room filled with smoke and the scent of blood became noticeable. Loud coughing was heard until the smoke was suddenly pulled into a void, the girl disappearing in it also. Sesshomaru inspected his poisonous claws as the dark red blood ran down the back of his hand, he had struck the woman, yet there still was no scent there to identify her. Inuyasha looked around and spotted Rin holding Shiori closely to her body, her own blue eyes glimmering with tears as she stared at him and Sesshomaru.
“Rin are you and Shiori alright?” Sesshomaru asked concerned.
“NO!” Rin said coldly ass she got off the bed with her daughter in her arms. “We’re not alright Sesshomaru. Look at Shiori! Look at my baby! You said nothing would happen to her! YOU PROMISED! I--Shiori and I can’t stay here any longer. I’m leaving tonight with Shiori, you won’t ever see us again.”
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And that’s exactly what Rin did. She packed up both hers and Shiori’s clothes and belongings and took them outside, calling a cab. Sesshomaru tried to get her to cave in by convincing her to stay, but she refused. Inuyasha had never seen such anger in Rin’s eyes before and he was afraid to say anything. He didn’t think that Sesshomaru would be successful. The hanyou’s wounds were almost gone and he could plainly hear Shiori’s crying from his perch on his windowsill. Yes it was just that bad. Sesshomaru’s and Rin’s fighting didn’t seem to be helping anything and Inuyasha could have sworn he heard glass breaking and by the sounds of it, very expensive glass.
Jumping out of his window, Inuyasha winced in pain as he landed awkwardly on the ground. He didn’t want to listen to anymore fighting, he had enough growing up. Going to where Shiori was sitting on the steps crying, Inuyasha sat down next to her and put his coat over her shoulders, she was still in her pajamas and it was cold outside. Shiori clung to Inuyasha and he held her as she sniffled loudly, her small body trembling.
“Mommy’s making us leave,” She cried softly, “I don’t’ want to leave you and Fluffy Uncle Yasha. I don’t wanna leave.”
“Sshhh,” He whispered pulling her into his lap, “It’s okay Shiori. Your mommy is only doing what she believes is best for you. Don’t worry we’ll be okay.”
“Will I ever see you again Uncle Yasha?” She asked looking at him with her bight blue eyes.
“Of course you will beautiful,” Inuyasha replied digging into his pocket and pulling out his mobile camera phone. “All you need to do is call me on this phone and I’ll send you pictures of both Fluffy and me. And before you know it you and your mommy will be back home with us again. Just keep believing and one day before you know it you’ll be home.”
oOo
Love, Murder, and Betrayal
By: Miztikal-Dragon
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Someone lurking in the darkness
Hours seemed to pass by like days as Sesshomaru and Rin began the process of cleaning the blood from the walls. Why he was helping with cleaning was a mystery, but he continued to work no questions asked. Miroku and Sango had stopped by an hour or two after all the excitement happened and were still helping Shiori wrap her uncle’s wounds up. The eight-year-old did quite a number on Inuyasha, and she couldn’t stop apologizing yet. Inuyasha’s blood was everywhere in the living room, and to Sesshomaru it was even more blood than when he had attacked the hanyou with that human girl Kagome back in the Untied States. In a way he wanted to be proud of his daughter for her excellent tracking and fighting skills, but in the other way, he was angry for what Shiori decided to track.
It is true that Inuyasha had explained everything that had happened, but some things didn’t add up. Some things didn’t make any sense to the Inu-youkai. Everything that had been broken was replaced and everything that was ruined was tossed out and something was ordered for replacement. Tonight Sesshomaru would have to turn on the video cameras throughout the house again, because he wanted to make absolutely sure that nobody was trespassing on his property. Inuyasha had said something to Sesshomaru that had unnerved him and he was going to keep a close on everything, on everyone.
“Shiori only started flipping out after she was told to put on her demon appearance concealing earrings.” Inuyasha had told him, “She kept saying that a woman with cold and emotionless eyes was always watching her when she wore them. That the woman was always near her, staring at her. At first I didn’t understand at all, but Shiori said the woman never blinks and I think I’ve heard someone say that to me.”
Doing manual labor didn’t seem like the best thing for him while he was angry, but Sesshomaru wouldn’t stop until all of his brother’s blood was completely gone. He knew that the smell of it would stay lingering for a while, but that would just have to do. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Sesshomaru sighed as he scrubbed the floor harder, continuing to space off in his own world.
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Inuyasha hissed in pain as Miroku applied the healing solution to the hole in the hanyou’s abdomen. He looked like someone had taken a cheese grader to his torso, and it didn’t exactly tickle either. The two boys were quietly working in the bathroom, Inuyasha sitting on the edge of the porcelain tub as Miroku disinfected his friend’s wounds. When Miroku had first laid eyes on his hanyou friend he had thought that Inuyasha had pissed off Sesshomaru and had his just desserts, but when he saw the blood stained in Shiori’s silver hair, he knew better. Something bad had happened. Sango had nothing to say as she took Shiori and went to another bathroom down the hall. She looked a few shades paler, but she didn’t ask any question, she didn’t need to when she saw the look in Shiori’s eyes, Sango received her answer.
Of course Inuyasha did explain what happened, Miroku guessed that the hanyou had already did it so the words weren’t hard to find or to say and Miroku was just appalled. It just seemed so hectic and out of place, nothing seemed to be right. Inuyasha was lucky though, that Shiori had missed his eyes or she would have caused some major damage to him. Sure it would heal in a few days, but it would be the constant remind and the pain for Inuyasha that would be hardest to accept. The tub water was a bright pink and Miroku could swear that Inuyasha had his own blood hospital inside his body. He had never seen anybody lose so much blood and still be able to walk around as if it was nothing but a simple scratch.
Miroku knew that Inuyasha was a half demon, but it still made him shudder when he remembered walking into the mansion to see the blood smeared on the stairwell, on the steps and walls. He had thought he was going to lose his lunch, but he didn’t. It was a good thing that he didn’t, because Sesshomaru would have killed him and then probably made him lick it all up, and that sounded very disgusting and painful. Tying the last bandage onto Inuyasha’s chest, Miroku washed his hands thoroughly before starting on his friend’s pretty damaged face, it wouldn’t take too much longer.
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Sango watched the little hanyou girl sit lifelessly in the tub filled with pinkish water, Shiori looked depressed and Sango didn’t know how to comfort the seven year old. Taking the bottle of Shampoo and dumping some of the contents into her hand, the teenager faced Shiori and started washing the little girl’s once beautiful hair. The silence unnerved Sango so she tried to hum a happy tune, but couldn’t bring herself to do it louder than a whisper. The water splashed in the porcelain tub as Sango helped Shiori rinse out her soapy hair, the blood was coming out nicely and Sango let a small smile purse her lips.
“Sango is my mommy okay?” It was the first thing Shiori had said since Sango and Miroku had shown up.
“Don’t worry Shiori,” Sango answered the girl, “Your mom is perfectly fine. You’ll be able to see her once we finish cleaning you up.”
Shiori turned around as Sango began to pour conditioner onto the girl’s hair, her bluish-amber eyes burning holes as the tears brimmed on her eyelashes. At that moment Sango felt completely helpless and she was lost for words. The look on Shiori’s face seemed alien, sadness wasn’t really the hanyou’s style, it didn’t fit her personality to be sad.
“You promise?” Shiori said in a small voice, her bottom lip quivering.
Sango smiled and nodded while she ran her fingers through Shiori’s silver locks, rubbing the conditioner into the wet strands. It didn’t take long for Shiori to finish in the tub, get out and dry herself with a towel. Sango didn’t bring any clothes for the little girl, so she wrapped her up in the towel and took her hand as they left the bathroom. Going to where Miroku and Inuyasha would be, Sango opened the door and Shiori rushed in to find Inuyasha. When she found him, Inuyasha had a wide smile on his face and opened his arms widely for the hanyou girl. After the happy embrace, Shiori was dressed with one of Inuyasha’s long shirts and her hair was brushed then braided as the three teenagers talked.
oOo
Naraku sat comfortably in his chair, a cigar pursed in his lips as he eyed the monitor carefully. Many of his special forces were working with his pet, developing her powers even more so than before. He was being sure that the final battle was indeed coming soon and Naraku wanted to be ready for anything. So far, his precious pet was doing a better job with the Tama family than any of his other men had done and in a way he was glad that she was taking her time. He never understood how Kikyo was able to instantly teleport places, but when his pet showed the remarkable talent by killing the green toad who was in Jamaica, Naraku was almost jumping for joy, almost.
Now that his plans were practically finished, there were only just a few more tasks at hand, killing Inuyasha and Sesshomaru Tama at any costs. His pet was the greatest investment that he could have ever made. It may have cost him a few men and a little bit of aggravation, but when it was all over, he would have what he always wanted and nobody would be able to stop him.
“It would have been a lot easier for you if you had just handed over your company to me Inutashio,” Naraku mused to himself, “That way you wouldn’t have had to have been exterminated and your only heirs wouldn’t have to die by making your same mistakes.”
Putting the cigar in an ashtray, Naraku reclined in his chair as the monitor shut off and disappeared into the ceiling. He waited patiently until his pet walked in calmly, her silky ebony hair fluttering as she glided like a feather. He was pretty proud of her accomplishments since he had met her and he couldn’t wait until his pet took care of the Tama brothers. He was anticipating when the moment would come. She stopped at the front of his desk, her eyes staring at him lifelessly waiting for her next orders.
“Tonight is the night my pet,” Naraku said. “Make sure she doesn’t live to see the next day. You know what to do and I am hoping you don’t fail me because you know what will happen if you do.”
oOo
The sun had already set and Miroku and Sango had said there goodbyes and left for the night. Dinner had been served and eaten and now everyone else was getting ready for bed. Inuyasha was changing into a different pair of clothing, Rin was in the shower washing all the remnants from the day from her mind and Sesshomaru was tucking a human Shiori in bed a few doors down from Inuyasha’s room.
Sesshomaru pulled the heavy blankets up to Shiori’s chin and kissed her on the forehead. He could tell that she was exhausted by her scent and he wanted her to get a lot of sleep so he wouldn’t have to have anyone else worrying about her. The day had been a busy one and Sesshomaru was thankful that he didn’t get the chance to see his Shiori and her destructive behavior. The Inu-youkai silently watched as Shiori tried to stay awake, but a tired yawn escaped her mouth and her blue eyes slowly closed. Sesshomaru watched the black hair child for a moment or two longer before he quietly rose from the chair he sat in and stretched out his aching muscles. He was about to leave when he heard the rustling of blankets.
“Fluffy?” Her small voice called out to him.
“Yes Shiori?” Sesshomaru asked looking down at her.
“Please don’t leave me alone.” She whispered, “She always comes when I’m alone. I’m scared.”
Sesshomaru raised his eyebrow curiously as he watched his daughter. She really seemed to be scared and he began to wonder why.
“Don’t worry Shiori, nothing can get you while you’re here. You’re protected by me and your mother. Even Inuyasha will protect you.”
“You promise Fluffy?” Shiori asked innocently and when he nodded she glanced around the room and said, “What about Kagome? Will she protect me too?”
“Get some sleep.” He replied turning around and exiting the room. He didn’t know how to answer that question, not yet at least. He had men working on Kagome’s disappearance, but there were no clues, there was absolutely nothing.
Shiori laid quietly in her bed, the darkness surrounding her and she really wanted to scream bloody murder until someone came to get her. It wasn’t that she was afraid of the dark because she wasn’t. It was what had been lurking in the darkness that scared her and to think that this person started showing up right after Kagome disappeared, or like her uncle liked to say, kidnapped by the evil bastard Naraku was scary. IT was a bad sign and everyday Shiori didn’t want to worry about turning into a monster like she had and go on a killing rampage. She knew that she was very lucky that she hadn’t killed her mother or uncle because she didn’t think she knew how she would be able to go on if her Fluffy was even a little disappointed or angry with her.
The room she was in became colder than ice and Shiori’s heart began to pound wildly in her chest as she sat up. Her blue eyes surveyed the area around her as she tried to think of what was going on. Even if she only had the vision of a human, she could see the curtains blowing from the once unopened and locked window. Shiori’s breath quickened tenfold and she could see the misty fog escaping from her own lips, it was like something out of a horror flick she had watched with her mother and Uncle Inuyasha.
“You’re here aren’t you?” Shiori whispered feeling the eyes on her.
There was no answer, but the moment Shiori turned her head, a tall figure covered in a long clock with a hood stood right next to the bed. She gasped aloud and tried to scramble off her bed, but she was flipped so quickly onto her back that she had no clue to what was happening to her until she could feel the two clammy hands grip her neck. She tried to scream out for help, but only a strangled cry came from her throat. Shiori couldn’t breathe and she tried clawing at the person with her human nails, it wasn’t working too well. All Shiori could see as the tears leaked down her cheeks was the woman choking her and the cold and emotionless eyes. Only the one lurking in the darkness’ eyes.
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Rin was getting a glass of water from the sink when she thought she heard something. She tied her robe tighter against her body and set the half empty glass on the counter. It may have just been her, but it seemed too quiet in the large house for her liking. Shrugging it off, Rin slowly began to head down the hall towards the study where she was pretty sure that Sesshomaru would be. He was always in the study if he needed to think now a days, he spent almost every waking moment in there when he wasn’t at the office or in a meeting. Rin frowned as she passed the study, he was in there and he looked as if he was in deep thought, and he probably was too.
Sighing heavily, Rin decided to pay a small visit to her daughter before she too decided to turn in. Usually she was with her Shiori all night when she turned human, but Sesshomaru had assured her that nothing was going to happen and Shiori would be fine. Now of course Rin believe him, but her mother’s intuition was kicking in and she felt like something just wasn’t right. Shiori had been tucked into bed a little more than a hour ago, yet it didn’t matter to Rin, she had to go and check on her daughter.
Opening the bedroom door, Rin could feel the chills running throughout her body, the room was so cold and so dark that she couldn’t even see her fingers in front of her face. Turning on a light, her eyes scanned over the room, nothing seemed to be out of place, nothing but her daughter. Shiori lay limply on the bed, her eyes opened wide and her long black hair sprawled out all over her body. Crying out, Rin rushed to her daughter and pulled the girl into her lap as she tried to listen for a pulse, but found none. Tears poured down her face as she rocked her Shiori’s lifeless body in her arms.
“No,” She cried, “Please wake up Shiori! Please wake up baby!”
The lights suddenly went off and Rin screamed blood murder as she tightened her grip on her daughter. Rin couldn’t let her only child die like this, she just couldn’t.
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The moment Sesshomaru heard Rin’s scream, he was out of the study in a flash and down the hall faster than he had ever been before. He couldn’t see too well in the dark and he flipped on the lights to see a tall figure looming over Rin with a giant scythe their grasp. He growled loudly and rammed the figure against the wall, the scythe flying into the opposite wall as Sesshomaru tore it from the person’s grasp. He could smell no scent coming off the woman covered from head to toe in a clock, but he could tell that it was a woman by the body structure. Sesshomaru growled deep into his chest again as he held the woman up against the wall by her throat, her black hair escaping from her hood and shinned darkly.
“What the fuck is---” Inuyasha asked coming into the room, “Holy mother of god!”
The hanyou immediately rushed over to Rin’s side as the woman gave her daughter CPR. Sesshomaru on the other hand kept his amber red eyes on his trespasser, he was trying to keep his control not wanting yet another blood mess in his home. Twice in one day was very bad karma to him.
“Who are you?” Sesshomaru hissed venomously. He waited almost impatiently for an answer, but when he found none he only grew angrier. “Tell me woman! Who the hell are you? Who sent you? If you don’t tell me I’ll kill you myself!”
When there was still no answer, Sesshomaru cracked his knuckles and moved his free hand to the hood of the woman’s clock, his finger’s glowing a bright green as the poison began to eat away the cloth slowly. All he could see of her facial features was her lifeless eyes staring unblinking at him, but she never flinched. She didn’t even struggle. By how he could hear Shiori’s ragged coughing and Rin’s loud sobs, their family would live to see another day, but how long will it last? The front of the hood was going fast and soon Sesshomaru would be able to see the whole face of the woman who had tried to kill his family, the only think he had left in the world besides his money.
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He didn’t know what to think as he stared at the hand marks on Shiori’s neck, it was certain that they would bruise, but who would ever try hurting a mere eight-year-old girl? Well whoever did had something seriously wrong with them and that person either needed to be locked away or silenced forever and Inuyasha was leaning towards the latter. Getting up from his spot on the bed, Inuyasha went to where Sesshomaru was holding up the trespasser, the hanyou was surprised that the person was still alive since Sesshomaru had the person’s feet an inch or two off the ground. It seemed as if the two of them were in a staring match as his brother burnt away the cloak. The person wasn’t even scared and if she was, she was very talented on hiding it because only demons and miko/holy people knew how to do such things.
“Sesshomaru,” Inuyasha said, “Who is it? What is she?”
Inuyasha had no clue what happened after he locked eyes with the girl, but looking at her sent sparks flying through his mind and he could then plainly smell the fear in the air just as her hand became engulfed with a purple sinister energy. Neither Sesshomaru or Inuyasha had the time to react as the room filled with smoke and the scent of blood became noticeable. Loud coughing was heard until the smoke was suddenly pulled into a void, the girl disappearing in it also. Sesshomaru inspected his poisonous claws as the dark red blood ran down the back of his hand, he had struck the woman, yet there still was no scent there to identify her. Inuyasha looked around and spotted Rin holding Shiori closely to her body, her own blue eyes glimmering with tears as she stared at him and Sesshomaru.
“Rin are you and Shiori alright?” Sesshomaru asked concerned.
“NO!” Rin said coldly ass she got off the bed with her daughter in her arms. “We’re not alright Sesshomaru. Look at Shiori! Look at my baby! You said nothing would happen to her! YOU PROMISED! I--Shiori and I can’t stay here any longer. I’m leaving tonight with Shiori, you won’t ever see us again.”
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And that’s exactly what Rin did. She packed up both hers and Shiori’s clothes and belongings and took them outside, calling a cab. Sesshomaru tried to get her to cave in by convincing her to stay, but she refused. Inuyasha had never seen such anger in Rin’s eyes before and he was afraid to say anything. He didn’t think that Sesshomaru would be successful. The hanyou’s wounds were almost gone and he could plainly hear Shiori’s crying from his perch on his windowsill. Yes it was just that bad. Sesshomaru’s and Rin’s fighting didn’t seem to be helping anything and Inuyasha could have sworn he heard glass breaking and by the sounds of it, very expensive glass.
Jumping out of his window, Inuyasha winced in pain as he landed awkwardly on the ground. He didn’t want to listen to anymore fighting, he had enough growing up. Going to where Shiori was sitting on the steps crying, Inuyasha sat down next to her and put his coat over her shoulders, she was still in her pajamas and it was cold outside. Shiori clung to Inuyasha and he held her as she sniffled loudly, her small body trembling.
“Mommy’s making us leave,” She cried softly, “I don’t’ want to leave you and Fluffy Uncle Yasha. I don’t wanna leave.”
“Sshhh,” He whispered pulling her into his lap, “It’s okay Shiori. Your mommy is only doing what she believes is best for you. Don’t worry we’ll be okay.”
“Will I ever see you again Uncle Yasha?” She asked looking at him with her bight blue eyes.
“Of course you will beautiful,” Inuyasha replied digging into his pocket and pulling out his mobile camera phone. “All you need to do is call me on this phone and I’ll send you pictures of both Fluffy and me. And before you know it you and your mommy will be back home with us again. Just keep believing and one day before you know it you’ll be home.”
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