InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride (In the Name of Love) ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Pride (In the Name of Love) 0 / ??
Written by Jezz-Ra
Warnings - Not all warnings apply to all chapters. Yaoi, Het, Rape, Lemon, Violence, Language, Torture, Angst, Incest, Dark (at times). It's a massive story, folks, it's got a little bit of everything.
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A/N - Story born on March 21st, 2009. I will attempt to update daily until it is completed. Some character death does occur, but please keep in mind that death is not necessarily a permanent state in this world.
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"Master Inuyasha..." a small voice said somberly. Inuyasha blinked, his ears flicking forward, pausing with his dinner still in his teeth.

"What?" the hanyou managed, not bothering to remove the meat from his jaws, instead completing the motion of tearing off a more manageable bite. Mid-chew, he paused and squinted, eyes focusing on the flea demon standing before him. "Hrff..." he began, then paused to swallow before squinting at Myouga suspiciously. "Hey! I don't think I've ever seen you just...walk up to me. Finally tired of getting squashed?""This is no time for games, Master Inuyasha," Myouga responded stiffly, his tone and expression grave.

"What's going on, Myouga?" Miroku asked, peering at the flea curiously.

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Four years had passed since they had finally gathered the last of the Shikon no Tama and defeated Naraku. After the battle, things had been strange for the little group. Without their great quest looming before them, the focus that had driven them forth with common purpose had disappeared.

Inuyasha had been increasingly restless. The topic of his relationship with Kagome had finally come up and been had out. They both agreed, on friendly enough terms, that it probably was for the best if they didn't pursue their relationship. Neither of them knew how it might affect things if Inuyasha were to move to her time to stay with her, and she wasn't inclined to stay with him.

Kagome had started going back to her own time more and more, for longer periods of time, until one day she announced she wasn't planning on returning. She had gotten her life back home jump-started and had some new friends, even a boyfriend, and intended to stay. The parting was tearful - after all, they had been good friends and through so much - but eventually they saw the last of her.

Sango had left the group and went back to her village to help with the construction and to safeguard against future demon assaults. It had been a difficult decision for her, but ultimately she felt she could do more good there than elsewhere. Miroku had initially gone with her.

Miroku, surprisingly, had returned and elected to stay with Inuyasha. Inuyasha was curious as to the whole story, but figured Miroku would tell it in his own good time. The two of them had made a little team dedicated to purging evil spirits, killing renegade youkai, and generally aiding and assisting the various villages their random wanderings took them to. They were beginning to get something of a reputation. They never charged for their work, but often were granted gifts for their service which they graciously accepted.

Shippo also stayed with Miroku and Inuyasha. Inuyasha treated him as he would his own pup, after all. The little kitsune really wasn't much of an effective demon hunter, but the villagers loved to see him anyways. Putting on small shows for them had actually driven him to learn more of his natural abilities.

Throughout their years of public service and demon-hunting, however, the trio had not seen Myouga in longer than they could recall. And his atypical announcement of his presence - actually walking forward instead of sneaking a bite in on Inuyasha - left them uneasy.

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"Master Inuyasha, you...you need to come home."

"Eh? Home? What you talkin' bout?" Inuyasha said with a squint.

"To the Castle of the Western Lands. Your home."Inuyasha snorted. "Right. I'm sure my brother will welcome me with open arms."Myouga was silent for a long time, bowing his head. Inuyasha's ears flattened back and he scowled at his retainer.

"What's that look for?""Master Inuyasha...your brother, Lord Sesshoumaru...is presumed to be dead. You are the sole heir to the throne of the Western Lands."

Inuyasha and Miroku both gasped, shocked. Inuyasha's initial instinct was to cheer, but the urge died before it had even fully formed. Yes, his brother had been a complete asshole to him for longer than he cared to remember...but Sesshoumaru was still family. He was still his brother. His only brother. His only actual family. A surprising spike of sadness wedged itself into his heart.

Myouga continued, his voice soft. "Everyone that was in the castle is dead. Lord Sesshoumaru's body was not among them...nor was his ward, Rin's...but...." The flea paused, finding it difficult to continue. "There was so much blood...and his swords are still there, including the other fang of your father."

Inuyasha nodded once, his expression grim. His brother...his father's entire castle staff...even the annoying toad Jaken and Sesshoumaru's unexplainable but sweet little human ward, butchered.

"You must return, Master Inuyasha. You're the only one left in line for the throne. If you don't claim it...and soon...the entire Western Lands will be thrown into chaos and war...no demon would give up the chance to rule what your father built."

Inuyasha was about to answer when the wind shifted slightly. He smelled rain heading their way, but that wasn't what caught his attention. He smirked in smug self-satisfaction. "HAH! I knew that tricky bastard was too stubborn to die!"

Before the startled flea or Miroku could react, Inuyasha had leapt to his feet. With another sniff to confirm his suspicions, he darted off into the trees.

"Inuyasha!" Miroku yelled, hurrying to try and follow the hanyou. "What is it?! What do you smell?"The increasingly distant reply left both Miroku and Myouga shocked. "My brother!"