InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ New Dawn ❯ Moonlit Conflict ( Chapter 14 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Sesshomaru or anyone else from the hit anime/manga series Inuyasha. Rumiko Takahashi does. I do own all OC's in this story.

 

Chapter Fourteen: Moonlit Conflict

 

Ocean waves crashed against the shore and among the ruins of skyscrapers, many having succumbed to the sea's power long ago. Twisted metal encrusted with blue mollusks jutted out of the water in the moonlight. Sesshomaru stared at the sea, expression impassive but his insides twisting. The moon hung low in the sky, fully lit. The orb appeared as if someone had taken a hammer and struck it, a great gash stretched across its face. The dog demon felt the moon reflected everything about this world and his life in its mangled appearance.

 

“There you are,” called a female voice. Sesshomaru glanced back and saw Kira approaching him. When she drew even he turned back to the moon and the sea. She stood there in silence alternating between studying him and the sea he intently studied. A sea breeze tickled their hair, causing it to wave and ripple.

 

“Your sister possesses a strange necklace… Do you know what it is?” asked Sesshomaru, breaking the silence. Kira glanced at him but he still stared at the sea.

 

“An heirloom from our mother,” she said with a shrug. Kira had never thought of the simple pink crystal sphere as strange. Cheap costume jewelry that the humans didn't care enough about to steal from them but never strange.

 

Sesshomaru turned to look at her before asking again,” But do you know what it is?”

 

“Sesshomaru, it has sentimental value, that's all,” she replied, exasperated. “Why do you want to know anyway?”

 

He turned away before answering, “Just curious.” The dog demon was certain of jewel's identity, but couldn't be sure of whether that information was safe to pass on. Kira seemed to be honestly ignorant to the it's identity.

 

`After all the trouble with Naraku, it would be foolish to just tell anyone about something as potentially damning as the Shikon no Tama,' he thought. His mind flashed unbidden to his brother who had once sought the jewel so he could become a full demon. He closed his eyes but the image would not leave.

 

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Asamu stood on the ruined streets, tense and restless. His green eyes flickered up and down the road. Soon several figures in shadow appeared and approached him.

 

The leader, a young dog demon with short, wild, orange hair; flashing red eyes; and two red stripes on his cheeks grinned. “Asamu, my man! How ya doing?” He shook the young general's hand vigorously. “It's been ages since I saw ya. The army life still working out great?” The demon snorted and the other three with him snickered. Asamu forced an uneasy smile.

 

“We've hit a few rough spots recently,” he replied.

 

The leader laughed and said, “So that's why ya'all are in town. Gotta hide `til the heat blows off.” The smile didn't fade but the teeth vanished as he took a more serious tone. “The way I hear it, Asamu, your rebellion suffered a major defeat. Nearly lost all your weapons and ya'all looking for some replacements to get back to business, eh?”

 

“It's great that you keep in touch, Dune,” said Asamu the smile now painful. Dune smirked and flicked the collar of his vest with his thumbs.

 

“Man's gotta be connected if he's gonna run a business.” He glanced around then looked back at Asamu. “Where's your sister at?”

 

“Where ever she is,” replied Asamu with a shrug.

 

“Oh come on, don't be like that, man,” said Dune, leaning closer to Asamu. “You know I gotta say `hi' whenever she's in town. I don't get to see her when ya'all out in the Waste.”

 

“Hey Dune, there she is,” called one of his companions. Asamu looked up and saw Kira walking toward him, her eyes stared ahead and she seemed unaware that she was approaching Dune and his cronies.

 

Dune immediately turned around and, while walking, cried, “Hey Baby! Long time no see! How my girl been doing?” Kira jerked in surprise, glanced behind her like she expected to see some other female he was talking to, then picked up her pace. “Where you going, Baby?” asked Dune, moving to cut her off.

 

“I am not your `baby'!” snapped the young woman, attempting to dodge around him. He caught her arm and pulled her closer.

 

“Why do ya have to be like that?” asked Dune in a whine. “You know how much I miss ya.” He leaned closer to kiss her.

 

“Dune, let her go. Se doesn't want to be with you anymore,” said Asamu caught between wanting to protect his sister and needing to stay on Dune's good side.

 

He pulled away from her for a second. “Nah, you don't feel like that do ya, Baby? It would be a real shame if ya did,” he said, turning back and stroking her cheek. Asamu flinched and choked on a growl. Kira stared at him in defiance.

 

Before Kira could say anything, Dune was ripped from her arm and flung across the street. A tense silence filled the air as Dune pulled himself to his feet all smiles gone, glaring at the one who'd sent him flying.

 

“Baka ga,” said a deep, soft voice.

 

`Shit!' thought Asamu and his sister's visibly wide eyes screamed mutual sentiment. Sesshomaru stood next to Kira calm and cold as usual, his gold eyes fixed on Dune, oblivious to the consequences of his actions.

 

“Who are ya to be throwing me around? Don't ya know who I am?” demanded the fire haired demon, placing his hand on his chest.

 

“Should I?”

 

“Guess not, fucker,” said Dune, a poisoned smile splitting his face before he drew his gun, shooting several rounds at the white dog demon. Kira yelled and Asamu leapt toward Dune but too late to stop him from firing. Sesshomaru snapped his hand, summoning his energy whip and deflected the deadly rounds. (Sesshomaru's reflexes unnerved the young general a great deal who hesitated in his leap, dazzled by the display as everyone else was.) Then white dog demon was suddenly in Dune's face with only a blur to betray the movement and crushed the gun, hand and all. Dune howled as Asamu drove himself between the two and forced Sesshomaru away. Kira ran up and helped pull the feudal demon further back. Then, with a nod to her brother, she coaxed Sesshomaru to join her as she walked toward their temporary residents.

 

Dune growled in pain, his face flushed in rage, his cronies standing around with their mouths hanging open. “Whose bitch boy is that?” demanded Dune in a hiss.

 

“New recruit,” replied Asamu dully. “He's the reason why the casualties of the last battle were so low.” Dune glared at the young general. “He saved many lives that day including Kira's.” He thought it unwise to relate the whole truth of the matter to Dune. Dune didn't sell them out because they did constant business with him and because he liked Kira. However, he was sure that if he learned about Sesshomaru's escape from Augustus Sesshomaru might suddenly disappear back into the tyrannical man's hands.

 

“We'll discuss our business tomorrow,” stated Dune then he and his cronies melted into the night. Asamu sighed, his feelings a mix of guilt and apprehension.

 

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Sooooooooo Sorry!

I know have been awful about updating this one. Not only was my muse put to sleep in the months before and following graduation by I couldn't for the life of me figure out how to proceed. The long wait has halted the gears for this story and it's going to take some time to get them oiled and moving again. Hopefully this will start the process again.

 

Yes, Dune talks that way. I tried hard to catch his accent. It's real hard to write incorrectly on purpose.