InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sesshoumaru, sit! ❯ Silence Is a Virtue ( Chapter 2 )
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A rewrite of chapter 2
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Ningen: Human.
-bachan: a term of affection for elders.
-sama: address for someone better in status.
-san: Miss, Mrs., Madame, Mr., Sir.
-chan: for kids, or younger people in general.
Inu: dog.
Youkai: Demon.
Hanyou: Half demon.
Miko: Priestess.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the below characters, except Amaya.
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Recap from the last chapter:
She surged to her feet, mouth agape, when she spotted what looked to be a huge bird flying far to her right. She thought she saw two heads on the thing.
She watched it descending somewhere in the middle of the Inuyasha forest...Not so far. If she ran over and back it would take…fifteen minutes tops! She would love to see at least one demon before she had to go!
But would it be wise to wander off alone without telling anyone? Kagome said it was dangerous, but so far there was nothing happening. And she would only be taking a peek. Kagome wasn't likely to let her come back again…
Logically, it was a bad idea. Who knew what could happen. The mysterious creature might be dangerous…
Her lips pursed and she looked around quickly before making her decision. She shook the little kitsune and whispered something into his ear.
Shippou mumbled a sleepy 'OK' as she dashed off, and went back to sleep.
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CHAPTER 2:
The forest was not as thick as she expected it would be, several clearings and sunny spots intercepting her. Amaya stared into what shadows she could see, watching for any animals or youkai that might jump through to get a piece of her. Clearly this was not a wise thing to do. What idiot wandered into unknown territory despite having been forewarned about the dangers involved?
But it couldn't be as bad as that. She hadn't seen a single creature since she started her little expedition.
A soft chuckle reached her ears, and she froze in fear. She turned to bolt in the opposite direction, cursing her impulsive decision and promising herself to make Inuyasha come along next time. The sound was repeated, and she froze again, this time in shock.
“What…is a little girl doing in a place like this!” she hissed to herself.
She turned right back around and poked her head through the bushes she guessed stood between herself and the owner of the girlish giggle. The coast was unexpectedly clear and she continued in, glancing about carefully. Not two steps later, and without warning, a large, beach-ball sized object slammed into her chest with enough force to knock her off her feet and force the breath out of her lungs!
"Oof!" She gasped and coughed in shock, flinging the heavy ball off her and struggled to sit up and lower her up-flung skirt back over her legs. “What the hell was that?!” She scrambled to her feet unevenly. Close to her right was the ugliest green thing she'd ever seen. It was unconscious and harmless-looking, but Amaya still jumped back with a terrified shriek. She hadn't finished crying out when she flopped back with a gasp as a dark head popped out from the very bushes the green blob had come from. “Ah!”
“Jaken-sama!” she heard a frightened little voice cry. “Jaken-sama!” Amaya stiffened, still on her back, at the sound of shuffling feet. If her eyes hadn't been wide open with fright, she wouldn't have seen the edge of a yellow kimono enter her field of vision, followed by a small face with big brown eyes staring down at her, before the owner squatted next to her in curiousity. Amaya blinked up at her in bewilderment, trying to make a connection between the frog-looking ball and this little girl. Maybe the thing is her toy…but it had looked so alive, and it was so heavy!
Amaya rolled away quickly and rose to her knees, panting slightly and peeking at the frog; he wasn't moving. “Er…Hello there.” Maybe the kid wasn't even human. A demon in disguise maybe? No, no. No way could anything remotely harmful look so cute and innocent. “Um…were you playing here?” she asked tentatively. “Where are your parents?”
The girl stared at her in clear confusion before she broke out in a wide smile. “My name is Rin. Jaken-sama was making me dinner,” she said jovially, pointing at the green lump. Amaya took another peek at the unconscious `Jaken'. He must be a demon; animals didn't know how to cook…Wait. A demon taking care of a human child? Was that even normal? “Rin's parents are in heaven, but Sesshoumaru-sama takes care of Rin now.” The little girl smiled widely. “Jaken takes care of me when Sesshoumaru-sama is away.”
“O…oh. I'm-I'm sorry about your parents,” Amaya said lamely, not really knowing how to react in the face of such optimism concerning the tragic fact. But at least that additional info cleared some of the confusion Amaya was feeling. This Sesshouwhatever was her guardian, and the Jaken guy his servant…Do demons usually serve humans, then?
Rin nodded once, her cheerful expression slipping a little, but the smile was back full-force in less than a second. “It's all right. Rin is very happy. What's your name?” She looked up at Amaya expectantly.
“Eh? Oh! My name is Amaya. Nice to meet you, Rin-san.” She bowed lightly. Rin giggled and bowed back. Amaya startled when she grabbed her hand and started pulling her toward Jaken. “Eh! No, no! I don't think-!”
“Don't be afraid, Amaya-sama. Jaken is harmless.” She crouched down next to him and poked him in the side. Amaya suppressed a squeak when he twitched. “Jaken-sama! We have a guest! This is no time for a nap, wake up!”
The lump moved some more and started to mumble angrily. Amaya almost fainted. Now that she looked more closely, she was surprised she hadn't noticed it wore clothes. And a hat!
“Ah-Un. I'm going to punish them for this,” he cried hoarsely, and Amaya stared at him, openmouthed. She slapped herself mentally, remembering when she was. Nothing unusual about talking frogs in the feudal era. He stood up and staggered around himself, his eyes still unfocused. A minute of this and he stopped, blinking rapidly, his gaze rising to meet Amaya's. Amaya was stiff as a board, fighting the urge to bolt. She'd always hated reptilians. But then again she hated a lot of things. Spiders on the top of her list.
“What…?” Realization seemed to dawn in those big eyes of his and he slapped his hands to his face with a look of utter horror. “Riiiiin!” he squeaked shrilly and jumped back before bouncing around randomly. Amaya shrieked and leapt behind the little girl and prayed the frog didn't come any closer. “A human! You brought a human into our midst?! You stupid girl!” He stopped suddenly and began to weep in misery, and that's when Amaya realized how very un-frightening he was. “My Lord is going to kill me!”
“Why would he…? Isn't he human?” Amaya asked tentatively.
Jaken froze and looked at her between the fingers pressed to his face. His gaze turned angry. “Get out of here, foolish human! You'll get us all in trouble!”
“That's not true, Jaken-sama. Sesshoumaru-sama won't mind,” Rin said calmingly, sounding a little upset herself. “I'll explain.” She grabbed Amaya's hand again and guided her through the bushes and into a small clearing just beyond. Jaken followed them, still whining, and Amaya wished she could just go back to Kagome, where she knew what was going on. This Sesshoumaru didn't sound human at all—not if he didn't like having humans around. But then, why was Rin with him?
“This is Ah and Un, Amaya-sama. I named them,” Rin told her proudly. Amaya gasped and slapped her hand over her mouth to stop herself from screaming. Rin seemed to see through her fear. “They're harmless also, don't worry.”
Harmless? Harmless?! They were actually two heads in one gigantic reptilian body—a dragon? It must be the creature she had seen back at the river! Large yellow eyes with thin black slits for pupils and lots and lots of green scales all over. They even had a mane, like a horse, and a long lizard-like tail. Beautiful and frightening all at once. Ah-Un gave her a cursory glance before turning away.
Amaya startled when she felt a light tugging at the hem of her short skirt. "Would you like to have lunch with us? Jaken is making snake soup," Rin said happily. Amaya paused to sniff the air when she spotted the boiling pot next to the dragon. It…smelled pretty good…
“Um…s-sure.” If she was lucky, it would taste like chicken.
Jaken gasped behind them and stared ahead. "Oh, no. Now I'm really going to get it! My Lord is here!" He gave a loud squeak and jumped into a group of bushes to his right.
Amaya wasn't sure what to do? She would have giggled in amusement at the rattling bushes where the frog was, but she was feeling a little too much dread to really manage it. Run maybe? Nah, that didn't seem right. Besides, the little girl couldn't possibly look this happy about thos Seshousomething person coming if he was bad. Right?
She caught her breath when the sound of someone approaching became audible. Rin was beaming, Ah-Un unconcerned, and Jaken, clearly, scared out of his wits. No two had the same reaction, so she didn't know whether she should be relaxed, or on guard.
He emerged from the shadows looking right at her, as if he knew she was there before ever seeing her. He probably did know. With those pointed ears, he was no doubt a demon, with super hearing and all. Wow! And he looked so much like Inuyasha. The hair, the eye color, and some little things in the way he walked and looked down at her that told her he was just as full of himself as the hanyou was, albeit more elegantly. Brothers maybe? Maybe he was his dad?! No way. he looked too young for kids! When do demons start making babies anyway?
She was jolted out of her random, very untimely thoughts by his calm but very aggressive tone.
“Jaken.” The green ball was at the demon's feet in less than a second, shivering and shaking, leaves stuck to his robes and hat.
“Y-yes, my Lord?”
“What is this?”
He's way too calm. Reminds me of my Dad. Right before he has a fit. Amaya would have gnawed on her fingernails nervously, but she was almost sure he would hear it.
“Please my Lord, I had nothing to do with it! She just walked right in!” He all but dug his forehead into the ground, twittering pathetically between sentences. “Rin! Rin brought her in!” He raised his head for the first time, craning his neck to look up at his master while maintaining his humble pose. “I told you that child was nothing but trouble, master! All humans are! She shouldn't even be with us!”
“That decision is mine to make, not yours.”
“Eep! Yes, M-master! Of course!”
"Amaya-sama is Rin's new friend," Rin put in suddenly, skipping closer to the demon. Jaken's word clearly had not effected her at all. "Can she stay with us for a little while? Rin gets very lonely when Sesshoumaru-sama is away." She looked up at him pleadingly, trustingly.
Amaya watched nervously as he took his eyes away from hers, and she almost sighed in relief. So very cold…His eyes…He so didn't like her! She saw his expression soften as he looked down at his ward. After a moment he nodded once, slowly. "Only for tonight, Rin."
"Thank you, Sesshoumaru-sama!" Her large brown eyes were filled with adoration and happiness. He nodded once more at her and walked off. He propped himself against a tree a few yards away, sitting down gracefully against it, his furry, white pelt around his shoulders and back. He looked ahead, and then closed his eyes slowly.
He isn't going to sleep... he's too wary of me. Knowing she was being watched didn't allow her any relaxation, although Rin's happy chatter and playful optimism did ease things a bit. She liked Rin a lot, but the pretty, doll-like man not too far away was making her aware of her own presence; She didn't feel welcome, even though he said she could stay. And the Jaken fellow glared at her heatedly whenever she happened to look his way. Amaya wouldn't have agreed to stay if anyone had bothered to ask her. But she wasn't sure `thanks, but no thanks' would be a welcome response to the demon's `hospitality'. Besides that, Rin really was a delight, and despite the threatening air she felt emanating from her guardian, the little girl kept her occupied enough with her flower gathering frenzy -very adorable in her opinion- so she wasn't so aware of it all the time. She would go back in a few hours. No problem. She just hoped no body worried too much over her disappearance back at Kaede's village.
“Amaya-sama! This is for you.”
“Thank you, Rin-chan.” She placed the surprisingly well made crown of flowers on her head, laughing in genuine amusement. “Well done, Rin-chan. This is really beautiful!”
“Thank you!” Rin giggled and began gathering more blossoms, Amaya joining in.
“Would you teach me how to make one, too?” Amaya was startled at the intense look of wonder Rin gave her at that.
“Of course, Amaya-sama! Rin would love to teach you!”
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Kagome sighed miserably, knowing it was, in fact, her own fault, and knowing, too, that she was going to kill her friend as soon as they got her back. Inuyasha didn't need any more reason to be angry with her. He didn't need any more reasons to be angry period.
"I'm sure she's all right. How far could she have gone?" Shippou said she'd gone to look around for a bit. And he had been half asleep at the time, so it hadn't really sunk in until after he woke up. “Couldn't you find her scent? We can follow that.”
“I'm not your personal dog!”
“You mean you haven't tried to yet?! How else are we supposed to find her?”
“I did try. She went into the forest, and I'm not going after her.” He crossed his arms stubbornly and glared at her.
“And why not?” Kagome glared back, imitating his pose. “If you're worried about the village tonight we'll leave Miroku and Sango to take care of it. The youkai you sensed isn't so strong he could get through them.”
He growled irritably. “I knew she was going to be a pain in the ass! What a waste—what do you mean `we'?! If you think you're going with me-”
“Of course I'm going with you. She is my friend. And I can't stand waiting.”
“No! No, you're not, Kagome! You'll just slow me down!”
“What?! I'll be on your back, how'll I slow you down?!” she snapped at him, offended.
She knew very well that she did slow him down sometimes, but she helped, too…On occasions, she was quite useful…She almost backed out of the argument at the gloomy thought. But Amaya might want to see a familiar face. Besides, if things got ugly, she could always use her arrows—if she didn't get killed first. Another gloomy reality she didn't like considering.
“I'm not taking you, Kagome,” he growled. “There could be youkai on the way.”
Kagome took a deep calming breath. “Inuyasha…I'm going. And I promise that I'm not going to get in your way, slow you down, or get killed, Ok?”
“No, it's not OK! We need to go looking for Naraku soon, and I want to be able to find her and throw her back in that well before we all grow old.”
“Sit!”
“Kag-!” The usual loud crash was followed by the usual cloud of dust, and an Inuyasha face-down in the dirt.
Kagome stood over his form, panting. She was still fuming, still pointing an angry finger at him, but she knew she had made her point; he wasn't going anywhere without her.
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Amaya found herself in the habit of staring at the pretty demon. She didn't really mean to, most of the time, and she knew it couldn't be right, since he probably didn't want to be stared at in the first place, but he was just so intriguing. She had never seen anything like him. At first she thought he looked overdressed, but the more she gazed at him the more natural he appeared. Even his extra-long hair was a lovely sight now. All silky and smooth…How she wished she could touch it…
“Worthless human!”
“Gah!” Amaya fell back on her rump as she lost her balance, the flowers she had been gathering falling from her hand. “Ow!” Crouching as she was, she was bound to fall.
“You are not worthy of looking at my Lord. How dare you stare at him like that?!” It was that Jaken, as angry as ever, and he had the nerve to whack her with his stick. “Avert your eyes at once!”
“Owww!” She clutched the top of her head, tears forming at the corners of her eyes from the sudden pain -not to mention the embarrassment! “Why you-!” She reached out one hand and grabbed the little demon's staff.
“Hey! How dare you! Let go, useless woman!” He struggled and struggled, but she managed to yank it out of his grasp. “Give me-!”
He fell back, unconscious, with a base-ball sized lump on the upside of his head.
Amaya threw the staff aside and stuck her tongue out at the prone form. “Serves you right.” Stupid frog, saying all those things so loudly. Now that Lord of yours will think I have a crush on him or something!
She glanced at Rin, only to find her staring back at her with wide brown eyes. She looked confused. Amaya smiled at her and laughed nervously. “Don't listen to him. He was being prickly, that's all. I wasn't staring. Heh…Oh, never mind,” she said, exasperated, when Rin looked even more baffled.
She peeked at where Sesshoumaru had been sitting to check on how he was taking things: what Jaken said, and her hitting him. To her relief, he was as undisturbed as if nothing had happened. Clearly to him, she didn't exist.
She didn't know if she should be grateful for the lack of attention, or insulted. She decided it didn't really matter, since she wasn't staying much longer. Playing with Rin was far more pleasurable than obsessing over a scary, rigid, yet handsome demon.
A growl emitted from `The Lord's' direction, causing Amaya to stiffen up in alarm. When the schoolgirl felt a strong, but brief wind hit her back, she turned her head in the direction, expecting an attack to be coming her way from a belatedly angry demon. But no one was there.
Sesshoumaru, the Lord, was not where he had been a moment ago.
“Sesshoumaru-sama sensed danger,” Rin explained, watching Amaya curiously. “He'll be back.” She smiled reassuringly and resumed making her crown of flowers.
The older girl absorbed that with a hint of admiration that this little kid would understand such a complex being as that demon -at least he seemed complex. And quiet. Unnervingly quiet.
“Oh. All right.” Learning how to manipulate a bunch of flowers was far simpler than thinking about the possibility of a big monster lurking close by. It was more comforting, too.
Not too far away, but far enough not to be heard by the two girls, two white-haired demons stood facing one another, ready to battle.
"Sesshoumaru!" Inuyasha hissed aggressively, letting Kagome slide off his back and keeping her sheltered behind him.
"Inuyasha," the demon answered coolly but dangerously.
"Get out of the way, cur! We're not here for you, though I wouldn't mind kicking your ass," the hanyou snapped, his hand going to his sword.
“Have you seen my friend, Lord Sesshoumaru? She looks a lot like me.”
“Kagome!” Inyasha stared back at her, appalled. “You are not asking for his help!”
“I'm not. I'm just wondering,” she explained, frowning. “It'll save time if he could tell us.”
“What makes you think he'd want to,” Inuyasha said, glaring at the demon. “Even if he did see her.”
Sesshoumaru arched a brow at their bickering. “Your friend is my…guest for the time being. She is taking care of Rin.”
Inuyasha didn't say anything right away. “…What...? What?!”
Sesshoumaru smirked without humor. “You heard me, half-breed. You may expect her early tomorrow.”
Kagome gasped. "Amaya?! You have her? Since when?!"
“Tomorrow,” he repeated.
“Tom-? Wait a fucking minute!” Inuyasha snarled when his older half-brother turned away to leave. Naturally, he was already out of sight, and Inuyasha was left speaking to thin air. “Come back here, asshole!”
“Inuyasha! Didn't we already talk about your language? I'm begging you!”
The hanyou turned his glare to the miko. “Your stupid friend is with that cur and you're lecturing me about manners!” He stared when she shrugged tentatively.
“I am concerned.”
“But…?” He glared, knowing he wasn't going to like what was coming next.
“Um…I…She's safe with him -and he wouldn't break his word!” she put in hastily when he started to protest. “She'll be back tomorrow. I'll just make something up to her parents. A sleep-over maybe.”
“Kagome…” he began in a dangerously calm tone. “You…you…I can't believe you said that!” He took several deep, calming breaths. “I just let him get away. Damn!”
“Inuyasha!” Arguing with him about his language just now wasn't a good idea, but arguing with him about letting Sesshoumaru go was even worse. How could she get it through to him that he wasn't going to be able to take Amaya back without hurting Amaya herself or the young girl she was with?
But maybe the worst possible thing to tell him was that Sesshoumaru wasn't as bad as all that…when he wasn't trying to kill Inuyasha or steal his sword. “Just listen to me about this Inuyasha.”
He snorted. “I don't think so. I'm not wasting anymore time waiting for that friend of yours. I'll get her back now if I have to fight with the cur until-”
“Sit.”
She winced at the crash that followed, covering her mouth and nose against the forming dust-cloud.
That was much easier.
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The woman was lying next to Rin, shifting uncomfortably every so often. Sesshoumaru gave her a quizzical, wary glance and returned to sit under the tree he had selected earlier. He had every intention to watch over Rin, in case the female stranger presented any danger to the child.
She didn't have the strong purifying aura Inuyasha's woman did, and she didn't appear to possess any kind of physical prowess, but if he had learned anything, it was that appearances can be deceiving.
His eyes narrowed suspiciously when she sat up jerkily, mumbling irately about her aching back and…bruised bottom. He frowned when he caught a flash of her scandalously revealing undergarments. He had always been curious about the strange way Inuyasha's miko dressed. He knew she was from the future, therefore, naturally, so was this one.
He could only assume that there was a reason why the well had let her through as it had the miko before her. Even if the miko had been the one to pull her along, the well would not have allowed it without a reason.
Was she in fact a miko? Or was she something more? Another descendant perhaps. He didn't care one way or the other. He was far too powerful to fear anyone or anything. And she was only human, miko or no.
He tensed expectantly when she stood up, her legs shaking slightly as she tried to steady herself. She looked around with a sigh and began walking in his direction. He closed his eyes, hearing her steps falter for a second. She stopped several inches away from him. He waited patiently for her to say or do something, but all she did was shift on her feet and lick her lips.
“Um…” she started. He could smell her nervousness. “Excuse me…”
He didn't bother to look at her, or move at all.
“I was wondering if you had a futon or something. It's very uncomfortable sleeping on the ground. Hay maybe? I don't mind. Anything softer to sleep on.”
He didn't move. If she wanted to be more comfortable, she could do it on her own.
Her scent sharpened slightly, and he recognized her annoyance, which turned soon enough into anger. Not very many, beside his brother, had the audacity to be mad with him, and at such a close range.
He stiffened when she sat herself to his right. Right on his pelt.
Amaya smiled sweetly, right into his narrowed amber eyes. At least he was looking at her now. “This is very comfy. Thanks for sharing-”
She made a small strangled sound as she crashed sideways, the motion so fast and strong she went on to roll over herself before she landed on her stomach. “Unghmph!” she moaned. She picked herself up on her elbows to look back at what had caused it.
Lord Sesshoumaru was standing and glaring at her so icily it barely seemed like a glare at all, but it could chill a warrior to the bone. She was no warrior, clearly. It did register with her that he had gotten up so fast it caused her little accident.
"Th-that was uncalled for,” she mumbled hotly and rose to her knees, panting a little. Amaya refrained from looking him in the eye; he was a scary dude. It was pretty dumb of her to expect that he would give a hoot what she needed or how she felt. Even if she was his guest.
I mean, he hadn't bothered to say a word to me since I saw him. Not even now! So…rude! He doesn't think he's doing me a favor by letting estick around, does he? I didn't really want to at all!Pompous ass!
“What kind of host are you! I was only asking a question. But please, don't bother to say anything to me!” Her complaint being taken into consideration was clearly impossible. She didn't like him. Yeah. It was decided. She wasn't even looking at him, concentrating on dusting off her skirt and shirt as she spoke her mind.
She was sent flying back as something powerful whizzed right by her and crashed somewhere in the background. Her shriek was lost in the blast. When she could finally look up without inhaling debris she saw them. Two glowing red orbs right above her. The dust cleared more and the rest of him appeared, and that's when she knew her mother was right. Her temper was going to get her killed.
Bloody hell. She had never seen eyes glowing so brightly outside a movie before. It was something she could do without seeing again. If she managed to live through it.
“You have been sent to mock me,” he finally spoke, his velvety voice thick with anger. “You realize to whom you are speaking, human? You realize that I, Lord Sesshoumaru never forgives an insult so brazenly given?”
It was rhetorical. She could tell. Her throat felt too thick for an answer anyway. “Uh…” She swallowed several times. “Y-you got it all wrong,” she croaked. “You shouldn't take my temper so seriously.” She tried to smile engagingly and ended up with a grimace. No way could she manage even a smirk when her heart was thundering so loudly. I really don't see what I could have said to make him so mad.
She gasped when he pointed his sword at her, reasoning that it must be the very weapon that caused the earlier blast. “What are you going to do?” her voice was steadier than she felt. “Kill me?” That bit ended with a squeak.
He smirked coldly. “No. I believe carving out your tongue will be sufficient.”
W-what! Not my tongue! “You're not serious!”
“He is. Lord Sesshoumaru never lies, nor would he exaggerate.” Amaya expected to see Jaken standing behind the demon, listing off his fine qualities. “Good evening, child.” Instead, an old lady looked back at her, smiling and quite comfortable where she was behind Sesshoumaru. “I am very sorry I missed ye back in my village. This old woman has much to do nowadays.”
“Uh…You're…Kaede-bachan.” Amaya startled when the demon turned to the woman slowly, his eyes hard.
He didn't speak to her, and she didn't speak to him. When the old lady smiled knowingly it was directed at him, and Amaya saw him tense visibly. The woman's eye patch rode up a bit when she chuckled softly. “Greetings to ye, Lord Sesshoumaru. I apologize for this interruption. It was necessary. I could not very well have you mutilate the girl.”
Amaya heard him hiss through his teeth as he inhaled hard. She couldn't see his face, but she could see Kaede-san take on a more guarded stance, ready to bolt. She must have done something that he just remembered, or maybe it was something he had just found out about.
“It is what you see, Lord Sesshoumaru. Ye know it well. Kill me or the child and you will be the thing you hate most for all eternity. You may break this hold however. Ye are clever enough.”
Amaya had no idea what was going on, and she didn't understand a word of what Kaede-bachan was saying, but she knew it couldn't be good for the demon. Or the old woman for that matter!
Suddenly, he was attacking. She wasn't so sure, he was doing it so quickly. Kaede jumped to the side and hit the ground so loudly Amaya thought bones must have broken. She was so old! Sesshoumary materialized in her place, and Amaya knew then that the miko had foreseen the attack.
“Do not let your temper blind you, Lord.” She turned to Amaya suddenly. “Hurry, child, before he does something he will regret. Subdue him!”
A hundred thoughts went through her young mind at the command, but she could not for the life of her imagine any way to stop him! If only she could ask Kagome! She must know what the miko meant! Subdu-Oh!
Sesshoumaru's eyes were blood red once more, this time his fury more intense, and directed at the old miko. He drew back his sword and charged, this time planning to saw her in half rather than simply amputate an arm. No one threatened him! No one cursed him and escaped whole! No one!
“Sesshoumaru, sit!”
The sword slipped from his hand at the jarring impact, so unexpected he let out a strangled, muffled growl. He felt his entire body being pulled by a mysterious yet familiar force, causing him to slam face-first into the dirt.
Amaya watched, horror-stricken as he crashed and stuck there, one arm over his head and the other close to his side. The sword was as unfamiliar a sight lying uselessly on the ground nearby as its owner was.
The miko was gone, and Amaya knew she was in a hell of a lot of trouble.
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To Be Continued…
Oh my God, this darn thing took forever, and it's only a rewrite. It was supposed to be simple, and take little time to do, but I hated the original so bad I had to change everything. Anyone who read the first and took the time to read this will notice the major differences (I'll probably hate this one too when I look back at it in a year or so.)
Please let me know what you think… Read and review! (I'm so annoying. But I missed saying that -sigh- )