InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secrets of the Snow ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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I didn't imagine this chapter would get completed so quickly, but it did! YAYZ I can only hope that the next chapter comes to me as quickly.


Secrets of the Snow


By Miztikal-Dragon




Chapter Three


For the first time in his life, Sesshomaru felt at a loss of what to do. There were many things that he ignored and now they needed his consideration, that needed a proper explanation for his actions. Sighing silently, he glanced down at the creature laying in his arms, or well arm. It had been safe to say that he’d expected some kind of trouble in the beginning with her; after all, she was human and he knew from experience that this kind of adjustment was never easy. Yet, as ironic as it was, the human nearly signed herself a death warrant within days of her “transformation”.


There were a lot of things even Sesshomaru himself wasn’t perfectly clear on, the witch that cursed him didn’t give him an instruction manual or any clue as to what was needed, he just sort of “winged-it” and he was still learning the ropes even after the countless decades he spent in his prison.


First there was the obvious, contact with a human by Rin would be disastrous for her. The young boy almost had his entire soul sucked from his body by Rin’s innocent kiss and though it left a sickening feeling in his stomach, it wasn’t the worst by far. Rin wasn’t a naturally occurring snow sprite, she had been human and the monk’s sutras had done more damage to her body than the arrow from the bandits. Sesshomaru had felt the shock of holy powers followed by Rin’s blood curdling scream, a tight pinching pain in his side and his entire body exploded, tearing him from his human form and forcing him into his true state of being.


In that instant Sesshomaru knew fear, felt it coursing through his veins and his enormous paws pushed him into the air, his keen nose honing in on Rin and leading him to her. The monk was killing her, ripping the flesh from her body and any protection Sesshomaru had given her and if he hadn’t arrived when he did, the frail girl would have become a part of the snow.


He came with a whirlwind of snow, hiding him in his human form as he swooped down to the scene below, his heart hammering in his chest as his claws tried prying away the sutra stealing Rin from him. His claws dug into her flesh, bright red blood pouring more freely from the rectangular wound; desperation, another emotion he was unfamiliar with, filling him until the sutra came loose and clung to him instead.


If he was a lesser demon, even without a curse laying over him, the sutra he wrangled from Rin would have been his end no questions asked. The slip of parchment burned the tips of his fingers, slicing open the skin down to his knuckles and if he had tried merely ripping it off her he would have easily broken a few of his fingers and killed Rin.


This slip of a woman, this child was inadvertently making Sesshomaru take responsibility for this life he was thrown into and keep her alive. There wasn’t anything telling him whether or not there would be dire consequences if she managed to die due to his negligence, but from the feeling in his fingertips he knew it would not be something he wanted to experience. It might not have had anything to do with her being under his protection so to say, there was a thought that it was purely instinctual, that maybe, just maybe he didn’t want her to leave him.


The thought that he personally wanted her dragged his mind back, not far, but enough to where he recalled the feeling of her skin against his fingers, against his lips as they tasted her and how it made him shudder and want more. The idea of desiring someone, let alone a human child left a bad taste in his mouth. He wasn’t weak, he wasn’t a slave to his emotions (the few that he cared to spare), so why was this girl affecting him like this?


The reason couldn’t be because he was lonely, demons like him were never lonely, it was beneath them. It wasn’t longing--that was something Sesshomaru knew for a fact he didn’t feel. He didn’t long to be or have anything he didn’t already have. Okay, he did want to be free from the snow, but he doubted it was possible unless he found the witch and killed her and even that was a stretch as she had no scent, no aura. These happenings were all inconvenient to him and he didn’t like it, not the slightest bit.


As bad as it was, Sesshomaru knew where he could find answers; he didn’t like the idea of where he needed to go, not when it came to tracking down another victim like him and especially not when said person was also human. For argument’s sake and recent events taken into consideration, Sesshomaru knew there was no point in beating around the bush, he would have to go and consort with the lesser beings than himself.


Climbing smoothly to his feet, Sesshomaru spared a glance down at Rin. He had to encase her entire body in thick ice, her form appearing distorted and broken from the outside. She wasn’t wedged inside the ice coffin, but merely protected within it, small dips keeping her body in place as raw power and snow swirled inside like a miniature blizzard. Bright red blood which escaped from Rin’s still form sluggishly seeping from her like water.


Her blood mixed with the snow, tainting it pink as it swirled and he watched with an emotion akin to awe as it slowly faded back to crisp white, yet no matter what he knew that his attempt would not keep her alive for long. The only part he didn’t like about this wasn’t that he was going to see the other huma, it was hunting down the temple in which they were forced to stay.


Even with his sense of smell it was difficult to track down the other temple, his irritation showing through the cloud of white gathering behind him ominously. The intensity of lush green grass and forest foliage surprised him, albeit even if it was only the small parameter around the smaller temple. He figured no regular human or demon could see it, nevertheless it was still a strange sight and he had seen some strange things in his time.


If he had had an opinion to what he was requested to admit about the human was that unlike the others, she didn’t keep him waiting. Long black hair fluttered and a pair of brown eyes watched him approach, surprise and curiosity staring at him almost ridiculously. She was the keeper of Spring, the human girl “mother nature” decided needed to be added to her collection. At one point or another Sesshomaru was given her name, it wasn’t hard to remember, though he cared not what it was at the moment. The trapped soul would not keep him waiting, would not play games and it was why he came to her instead of the others--those two needed a quick death in his mind.


“Sesshomaru,” her voice called to him and the light dress she wore danced around her. “It’s been a long time.”


“Spring,” he called her by her appointed season in lieu of the name he couldn’t remember and her smile softened at his icy response.


“Come inside,” she eyed him curiously again, her small hands gesturing inside the temple and for once it was not his pride or his arrogance that kept him from moving forward.


“You have knowledge I seek,” he told her coldly not bothering to drag anything out as he brought out the ice coffin, his amber eyes daring her to make a comment they both knew she would not utter.


The woman’s brown eyes widened in surprise, her fingers touching her parted lips covering the shock coursing through her. Her bare feet slipped down the small steps of the temple carrying her closer to Sesshomaru. He would not be able to enter the temple with the snow sprite and upon closer inspection she saw the human girl trapped inside. It was true then, what the mother had told her the night the winds changed courses, winter had found its heart.


“Oh my,” she whispered touching the ice, feeling a wave of chills run down her spine. “Is she really alive in there?”


“Yes,” Sesshomaru tightened his hold on the ice coffin not liking the surprise that flashed on the woman in front of him. Surprise would be a toss up between good news and bad news and for the woman’s sake and his it better have meant the latter.


“I can fix this I think,” she told him meeting his gaze, her teeth worrying down on her lip. “I might need help though.”


“Do as you will Spring,” he told her still refusing to loosen his hold. “But you will not let her die.”


“It’s Kagome,” she smiled trying to hide the nervousness swarming in her chest. “And I’ll do my best.”



E/N: And because I can it ends there! lol I bet you can guess who the other two are... I crack myself up. Snow White Queen by Evanescence is apparently the new mascot for this story, as well as "Break" by Three Days Grace and "I Get Off" by Halestorm. lol Those songs are the reasoning behind the quick updates... Go me! lol Please Review!