InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Snow White and the Seven 'Dwarfs'...Sort of ❯ Deadly Reunion ( Chapter 35 )

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

AN: Hey, hope you guys liked the last chapter. I know it’s not something I normally do, but I was hoping to show Kikyo in a different light then the normal ‘evil slutty bitch who wants to take over the world’ angle. Not everything is in black and white after all. (Hey, look at that, I sound so smart.)

Kagome1322- Ok, I’ll try to explain. Kikyo wasn’t born evil, no child is no matter what they become when they grow up. I just wanted to show a different point of view. Yeah Kikyo is evil, but what caused that? There were so many options for her but why did she pick the one she did? I was trying to show that you can’t label someone ‘evil’ or ‘slut’ or whatever without taking a deeper look at their background. Was Kikyo a product of her environment or did her upbringing twist her into something wicked? But don’t mistake that chapter as an excuse for her behavior or cruel ways either, she could have overcome her past to do something good in the world but she didn’t. Like I said in the AN not every situation is in black and white, there are a whole lot of gray areas. Hope the long explanation cleared some things up.

BladesCutButWordsAreDeeper- Yay you reviewed! (Beams in happiness) And who knows what Kikyo regrets? It could be killing Koharu, it could be leaving Onigumo, could be burring her village to the ground or coming up with the plot that kills Midoriko. That’s your own decision. (I can’t believe I’m making you guys actually think about this stuff, I’m so mean.) And normally I wouldn’t tell you this but trust me, Kikyo is evil. I just wanted to show the reason for her becoming evil. (Not that I’m excusing her behavior, because having a bad childhood is not a reason to kill people and destroy lives.) Thanks again for reviewing, hope you enjoy the chapter. (And don’t worry, Inuyasha, Kag, the dwarfs and Seven are back this chapter.)

Fire-Angel-of-Death322- Thank you! I hope the rest of the story is awesome for you.

CutePsycoNHyper- Yeah she is a bitch but at least you know the reason for it now though, right? And when the real Princess Kikyo disappeared she was like seven or eight and when Shima came forward and said she was the missing princess at like fifteen she probably looked completely different from her eight-year-old self. Plus her parents were happy to have a daughter back so they probably didn’t ask too many questions. (Sorry if I didn’t make that clear.) Thanks for reviewing, hope the next few chapters are good. (I want to make them a bit light and fluffy before the big battle.)

Engelmohr2004- Yay I got my point across to at least one person!!! But don’t feel to bad for her, she was a powerful miko even at that age, she didn’t have to kill Koharu and pretend to be her. Or kill any of the other people she has in her search for power. But it is good to know her motivations behind it right? (Though in her defense it would be pretty hard to overcome a childhood like that. She still had no excuse to kill people though.) Thanks for reviewing, hope this chapter is good.

Japanese Dreamer- Thanks! I was glad to (finally) clear some things up. (Now that I think of it since this story is almost over you should be finding out some more plot turns...hmm should be interesting...) Thanks for reviewing.
Kikyo is a kinky hoe- Sorry, but I wanted to focus on Kikyo last chapter just to show a different point of view on her. Everyone hates her and thinks she’s pure evil but doesn’t really know why. Don’t get me wrong, she could have had the worst childhood in the world and that doesn’t give her the right to go killing people, but it is important to really know people before you judge them, you know? (Or maybe I’ve been reading ‘Wicked’ too much. You ever read it? It really is a great book.) Yep no cliffhangers for the first time in while. (Don’t worry, I’ll start them again this chapter, mwhaha.) Thanks for the virtual cookie, it tasted very good! Enjoy the new chapter.

HalfDemonMica- Sorry about that. Didn’t red powder was all that scary to begin with. And this’ll teach you to do good in school! You don’t want to miss any updates, now do you? Thanks for reviewing, and sorry but this is kinda another filler chapter. (I want to have some fluff before the big battle and let the couples get a chance to get together. Hehehe...)

Mediaminer-

Mischievous-Angel- Well, that’s kinda the point I was trying to get across. As impossible as it seems Kikyo wasn’t born evil, something happened in her past to twist her into what she is today. But I did want you to hate Kikyo’s mother so that’s good. And I was glad to finally clear a few things up. (And you can actually expect more questions to be answered the further we get to ending the story . . . sort of.) Hope you enjoy the new chapter, thanks for sticking with me so far! (Oh, and sorry I forgot to tell you last chapter what other website I'm on. Smart right? It's the same title, same penname on Fanfiction.net. Maybe reading my stuff on there will be easier to read.)

OrlandoLover- Thanks! (And don’t worry about the short review, I made sure I was sleep deprived when I wrote this response so you wouldn’t feel guilty. Aren’t I nice?)

And finally the newest (and nearly Kikyo free) chapter of Snow White and the Seven ‘Dwarf’s’ . . . Sort of.

‘’ That’s when the little voices in pretty much all the guys head start to talk. You can consider this voice their inner Youkai, the voice that tells you right from wrong, or the voice that says what you’re really feeling, it depends on the male hearing the voice at that time. I’ll only put this in when that happens. (hehe)





Kagome

I quietly knocked on Sango’s door the morning after Kikyo’s death with my hands full of food, pushing the door open with my power like Kaede had taught me. We had sent a message to Kaede and she was hurrying back here as fast as could to help the injured and gather her troops together.

I smiled brightly at Sango, who was sitting up and trying to look out her window in bed. “Good morning Sango.” I said cheerfully, placing the tray down in front of her. “I brought you breakfast.” I announced, like she couldn’t see the tray of food balancing on her knees.

She smiled weakly at me. “Thank you Kagome.” She told me quietly and started picking at her food. “As word reached us from my village?” She asked impatiently, ignoring the food.

I shook my head. “We only sent the letters yesterday Sango.” I said as gently as I could. “The reply might take a little more then a day to get here.” I told her and she frowned and picked at her food.

While she wasn’t looking, I studied her wound, checking for bleeding or signs of stress. -Whenever Sango could injured and was supposed to be resting the crazy idiot would get up and practice tossing some daggers or slinging her boomerang around. I wouldn’t be surprised if Sango had been jugging blades just ‘to keep in practice’ before I came in.

“Oh, look who’s up!” Ayame cooed as she walked in with Rin and Kagura. Suikotsu had put Ayame’s wounded arm in a sling to remind her she couldn’t use it until it healed, (which would probably only take another day or two since she was a demon.) Suikotsu had also cleaned and bandaged Rin’s few cuts (under Sesshomaru’s watchful eye of course) and Kagura had a few deep cuts on her shoulder, injuries Hiten kissed later to make it feel better while she hit him playfully. (They were so cute together!)

“How are you holding up ” Kagura asked and sat down on the corner of the bed, Rin and Ayame over her shoulder.

Sango started to shrug but winced when she tugged at her wound, “I’ll be fine in a couple of days.”

“Try a week.” Miroku reminded her as he swept into the room with Kouga, Hiten and Shippo perched on the lighting demon’s shoulder.

Sango grimaced at him, “There’s too many people in my room.” She said sullenly.

Kouga kicked the door closed. “No there isn’t, we told Seven and the two other dogs we needed some dwarf time alone for a bit.” He explained, leaning against the wall next to her head.

Hiten slung a arm around Kagura’s waist, being careful not to brush up on her injured shoulder. “Yeah, it’s been forever since it was just us talking.”
"Not that long, Seven's only been here a few days." Rin reminded him. "Yeah well, mutt face as been here a lot longer then that." Kouga grumbled, but wiped the frown off his face when I glared at him. We stared at each other, not sure what to say next. "...Does anyone remember what we talked about before the dog lords and Seven showed up?" Ayame asked after a long pause. Hiten thought before smirking. "We placed bets on when Kouga and Ayame was getting together." Ayame slowly smiled at Kouga while the other dwarfs laughed at Kouga's slightly pale expression. "I'm putting 10 yen on the end of the week." Sango announced, looking a little brighter at Kouga starting to sputter. "Please. Ayame's gonna get him before that." Rin scoffed. "I got 10 yen four days from now." "I think you both are underestimating Kouga's stubbornness, I got 20 yen a week and a half from now." Hiten broke in while Kagura snorted. "And you forget how determined Ayame is, I got 10 yen four days from now with Rin." Kagura replied. Hiten smirked again and leaned down close to her. "Why don't we make this more interesting for the both of us sweetheart, he crumbles in four days I'll . . . " he leaned down even further to whisper quietly in her ear, much to the annoyance of everyone else who couldn't hear now. Kagura blushed before turning her head to murmur something in his ear that turned his expression thoughtful. "Well, I don't know if something like that is possible, but I'm willing to try." He said huskily, nuzzling the skin under her ear. I rubbed my eyes as they started to burn. "Kami, knock it off." I begged. "My eyes are gonna pop out if you don't get a room. Far away." I added, not sure my ear drums could survive their screams if they stayed close by. Ayame slid closer to Kouga, wrapping an arm around his waist before he could get away. "Are you sure you don't want to follow their example baby?" She asked suggestively before doing something with her teeth and the sensitive point of his ear that sent him jumping three feet up. He scrambled out of her gasp and frantically put Shippo in front of him like a shield. "Where the hell did you learn that?" He screeched, still panting. Ayame smiled seductively, "Would you like me to show you what else I know, Kouga?" She purred his name in a way that sent his eyes glazing. “That's it!" Miroku suddenly shouted, everyone stopping in shock of what they were doing to look at him. "I'm tired of watching everyone go after the people they want, when the woman I love is right in front of me but I'm to terrified to do anything! No more!" He swore before marching over to Sango's bedside and kneeling on the floor next to her. She looked at him bewilderingly while he firmly took one of her hands in both of his and looked deep into her eyes. "Sango . . . I've loved you since the moment I first saw you." He said bluntly, taking a hand and gently traced her jaw when it fell open. "Wait until I'm finished." He spoke quickly when she was about to interrupt. "You tore my heart out when you got wounded in that last battle, if we hadn't had a doctor on hand so quick it might have been fatal. I can't take another chance like that Sango. All those years we could have been something, have been wasted, and I won't let another day slip by not doing everything I can to make you mine." He said in a tone that sent shivers down my spine while Sango started to look panicked. "Miroku..." she started to say when a slim finger slid over her lips. "I'm not finished yet. I know you think you don't deserve to be loved Sango, or you think it will make you soft or weak. But I'm warning you now, I don't care about any of your excuses, I love you and you'll be my wife and children's mother. It might take twenty years, but I'm going to wear you down until you say you love me back." He leaned forward until their noses were brushing against each other. "The only way you'll ever be able to escape me is in death. And even then, if you look behind you I might be following. And there's nothing you can do to convince me we aren't meant to be, so don't waste your breath." He titled her chin up so that their lips were almost touching. Their noses slightly passed each other and Miroku gently moved in on Sango's soft pink lips. Her eyes were still closed when he broke contact and the dwarf's jaws were wide enough for something to fly in if they weren't careful. "You ever want to talk about being sure I love you, I'll help you use your breath for something more useful." He promised silkily, running fingers through her hair as she slowly opened her eyes, still slightly dazed. "Uhhhhhh." She mumbled, still in shock. Someone pounded on the door and I almost moaned when Inuyasha stuck his head in. "Are you guys almost done talking yet? Sess is getting a little fidgety." He said with a meaningful glance at Rin. "Hey 'Roku? What are you doing so close to Sango? You remember she's injured, right pervert?" He reminded him helpfully. He blinked and carefully started to back up when he noticed Ayame, Rin and Kagura glaring at him and growling. "Umm I guess you guys aren't done, I'll be leaving now." He said and ducked out the door before one of the girls attacked him. Sango's face was now a deep shade of red that turned even darker when Miroku took her tray and sat very close to her on the bed. "I don't want you splitting that wound open again Sango, so please allow me the pleasure of feeding you." he asked formally and lifted a piece of food up to her mouth. She looked at us fearfully, but we were already edging towards the door. "Me and Kagura are going to take Kag's suggestion and find a room." Hiten told a frantic Sango cheerfully while pulling Kagura out with him. "I'm gonna go hide from Ayame." Kouga mumbled, eyeing her nervously. "And I'm going to go find Kouga." Ayame replied back sweetly and chased him out the door. Rin shrugged. "Sorry, but you heard Inuyasha. I should go check up on Sess." she called out while she walked out. Sango looked at me pleadingly but I picked up Shippo and shook my head. "I have to go train, see you later Sango!" I smiled pleasantly while she moaned. "Open up now love." I heard Miroku say and I couldn't resist chuckling evilly. Kouga Kouga raced through the door to the house, ignoring the amused laughter and quiet jokes from Seven as he passed them. He headed straight for the woods and hoped Ayame wouldn't be able to keep up.
His heart pounding, he skillfully jumped over logs and rocks blocking his path as his mind desperately tried to come up with ways to avoid her.
'...hey dumb ass, why the hell are we running?'His inner demon asked with a snarl.
Kouga gritted his teeth. Of all the times for him to show up, it had to be now.
'Come on, there's a hot red head who wants our sexy body. Why the hell are you running like you're the bitch?' Inner Kouga yelled at Kouga.
Because she wants more than our body, she wants to call us her husband. Kouga reminded his demon grimly.
'...eh, we could end up with a bitch that doesn't look as good as her I guess.'
WHAT?
'Hey, it had to happen some time. And remember, She's. A. Red. Head. I heard those chicks are totally wild.'
What the fuck are you saying? You want to be tied down? Kouga screeched.
'If it's with a woman who'll do that ear trick more often, hell yeah. And maybe if we’re lucky, she’ll let us tie her down!'
"I can't believe this." Kouga muttered as he slowed his mad paced run to a jog.
"Well start believing it. Just because you have commitment issues doesn't mean I don’t want a bitch and pups of my own you know.' His demon said, sounding slightly chocked up.
Kouga scowled. "I don't have commitment issues!" He shouted.
'Do to.'
Do not!
'Do to.'
Do not!
'So if you’re good with commitment you'll let Ayame tackle you and have her wicked ways with you?' Inner Kouga asked, sounding smug.
When the hell did you get so soft? I bet Sesshomaru or even that mutt Inuyasha have tougher demons then you. They get to think about drinking, and sex, and eating all day while my demon wants frigging curtains. Wait, what the hell did you mean by letting Ayame tackle- Kouga's thought was interrupted when something wrapped around his knees and pulled hard, sending him to the ground.
But instead of introducing himself to the rough dirt, Kouga fell face first into a big pile of soft, fresh smelling leaves.
"Kouga." He heard Ayame whisper as she slithered her way up his back. " I found you." She laid straight across his back, her breasts pressing into his shoulder blades and her thighs and knees straddling his legs.
'Hot Damn! Now this is what I'm talking about!' his demon shouted, enjoying the feel of her pressed against him.
Shut up! Kouga snarled back, trying to hold on to his control.
He nearly whimpered when Ayame sat up and started massaging his shoulders.
"So tense." She murmured. "I can think of a few ways to help you relax."

“But Ayame, what about your arm?” Kouga asked, still fighting her hold on him.

“It’s practically healed anyway, I’ll be fine.” She reassured him.
Kouga almost moaned when her hands started going lower. "What's gotten into you Ayame? You never act like this."
She paused, taking the time to linger over a few spots. "It's occurred to me, that my old method of acting like an annoying brat and chasing you around isn't working, so I thought I'd try something new." She leaned down to blow hot air across the back of his neck, rasing goose bumps. "Is it working?" She asked before taking the pointed tip of his ear into her mouth. Kouga growled when she lightly ran her tongue over the shell before gently sucking, his claws shredding the leaves under him as he searched for something to grip.
'Damn this girl is good.' His demon panted. 'Don't you dare let her get away.'
With a snarl of agreement, Kouga flipped over, bringing her with him as he stretched across her warm body, being careful to jostle her arm. She gasped in surprise and he took advantage to press his mouth on hers and thrusting his tongue in, tasting every bit of her sweetness available to him.
She made a sound deep in her throat and reached up to wrap her hand around his neck, digging her fingers into his thick hair as he growled in approval.
Kouga released her mouth to press hot kisses against her throat, growling reassuringly as Ayame gripped his hair tighter.
"Kouga." She whispered breathlessly. "Don't stop." She begged. "Don't ever stop."
‘Now this is what I’m talking about.’ His demon purred, senses reeling from her scent.
Kouga growled in response before taking her mouth again and lighting trailing his claws up and down her inner thigh, driving her crazy with the barest of touches.
“Kouga!” She moaned when he left her lips to play with the skin between her shoulders and neck. “Stop teasing me!”
He smirked against her skin as his hand slowly slide up from her leg across her stomach to lie teasingly under her breast.
“Kouga!” She cried, arching under his hand, whimpering when he finally cupped her breast.
“Ayame.” He growled back as his other hand started to unclip the fur wrapped around her and push one of her shirt straps down.
“There you guys are!” A voice said from behind them.
They both shrieked and jumped as they frantically looked behind them to see Shippo looking down at them.
“What are you guys doing anyway? Are you wrestling?” He asked innocently. “You guys should probably wait until Ayame’s arm is better, it could get hurt again if you two are rough housing.” Shippo warned.
Kouga quickly got off of Ayame despite her hands trying to keep him where he was. “Um yeah, you’re right Shippo. I’ll be going now.” He stuttered and ran away.
‘Fucking coward.’ His demon muttered as Ayame’s scream of frustration echoed through the forest.
“Hell yeah.” Kouga muttered in agreement, before heading to the river for a very cold bath.

Rin and Sesshomaru

Rin paused in sharping her sword as someone’s scream rang out, though Sesshomaru never took his eyes off her. “What was that?” She asked.
“Who cares?” He asked bluntly, his eyes watching the way the light played on her skin and how her hands stroked up and down her sword so carefully.
He would have traded almost anything to be where that sword was.
“Rin.” He said suddenly, enjoying the way she immediately turned her attention to him.
“Yes?” She asked.
“You’re sharpening that sword wrong.”
She stiffened and scowled at him. “Excuse me?”
“You are sharpening that sword wrong.” He repeated calmly. “Let me show you how to do it correctly.” He said, getting up from where he was sitting against the tree.
Rin continued glaring at him. “I’ve been handling my own weapons since I was twelve thank you very much! I think I know how to-oh!” She gasped when Sesshomaru placed himself behind her and slid his arms around her, drawing her closer to his chest as he crossed his legs so her knees were supported by his calves.
His hand covered hers from where it was propping up her sword while with the other he laced their fingers together so they were both holding the sharpening stone.
“You were rubbing the stone to quickly down the sword. It should be slower, like this.” He breathed against her ear as he brought their joined hands down the sword in a slow easy caress. “It’s almost as if the sword is your lover, and you don’t feel like rushing when you touch him.” Sesshomaru told her huskily.
Goose-bumps raised on her neck as his breath brushed over it and his silver hair fell over his shoulder to tease her exposed skin as he moved. Just once, before she died she wanted to play with his hair.
But she had the feeling if she so much as looked at it funny, he would remove her head from her body.
“Do you see the difference?” He asked softly, bringing her back from her thoughts when his lips lightly brushed against her skin.
“Sort of.” Rin said truthfully, not paying much attention to her sword while Sesshomaru had his body wrapped around her.
Sesshomaru smirked slightly when Rin shivered after brushing his lips against her temple. “Well I suppose I’ll have to continue showing you.” He murmured, but paused as he started taking notice of her lips.
He hadn’t kissed her that night since the camp fire, surely there wouldn’t be any harm in taking her lips again?
“Oh cutie!” Jakotsu voice sang out. “What do you think your doing so close to our leader?” he asked sweetly as he and the other members of Seven appeared over the hill.
Sesshomaru mentally groaned and Rin blushed as she grabbed her sword and stood up quickly.
“Hey guys. What are you doing here?” She asked, forcing a smile on her face even as she turned as red as a cherry.
“Oh just wanted to see where you were, what you were doing, and if there was anything you needed help with.” Jakotsu said cheerfully even as he and the others glared coldly at Sesshomaru. “But while we’re here, we might as well put some battle plans together, eh?” He asked as he grabbed her arm and dragged her away.
Rin looked back over her shoulder at Sesshomaru and smiled helplessly. “I’ll talk to you later.” She promised before she and Seven disappeared from sight.
Sesshomaru stood up and somehow resisted the urge to put his head through a tree. Kami damn it, he had been so close!

Sango

Sango sighed to herself as she collapsed down and leaned against a tree, glad to be out of the house and Miroku’s watchful eye finally. It felt like forever ago she had been flinging her boomerang after Miroku for being a stupid pervert, happy she didn’t feel guilty for knocking Miroku around because he didn’t really like touching her, he was just bored right?
But then that idiot had to go and tell her he loved her!
Sango scowled, easily flipping a twig from the ground between her fingers. Her world had been so easy before. Wake up, fight, defend, sleep. That was practically her whole existence before Miroku, and it should have been her entire life.
But then the baka has to go around, swearing, ‘Sango I’ve loved you since the first moment I saw you.’ ‘Sango, I’m not letting you get away.’ ‘Sango don’t waste your breath convincing me I don’t love you.’ Kami he was such a jerk!
She had been happy being alone, content in knowing she would spend her life fighting for innocents and if she didn’t die a warrior’s death, she would die quietly at home.
But Miroku was screwing her whole plan up! If he was serious about this whole ‘loving’ her business he would want commitment, marriage, kids and a freaking dog. She was terrified of real commitment, she refused to go to weddings, she wasn’t exactly great with kids and she might be allergic to dogs. (Real dogs, not dog lords.) Or worse, what if he expected her to give up being a warrior and live the rest of her life as a quiet housewife? Yeah she wanted to retire sometime if she lived that long, but she would do it when she was good and ready to, not when someone said she was ready.
And what if he really wasn’t in love, or if he changed his mind? How could she go back to her plans for her life if she gave herself to him and he left?
But then again, why was she worried so much? She could just go on and tell him no, it’s not like she loved him, right?
And if she didn’t, why did she feel so empty at the thought of letting him go?
She jerked, ignoring the twinge of pain from her wound when leaves rustling distracted her.
“Who’s there? If this is your idea of payback for me leaving the house Miroku, I’m hurting you later.” She called out.
She gasped when she saw Kohaku stepping out of the shadows of the woods, wearing his demon slayer uniform and a piece of paper clutched in his hand.
“Kohaku!” she cried out happily, hugging him as tight as she could when he stepped close enough. “Oh thank Kami your alright! I just knew Kirara would get you to safety!”
She drew back, studying him intently, “I can’t believe you managed to find me, tell me, how are Father and the other slayers?” She asked eagerly.
Kohaku stood stiffly in her arms and she let them drop away when it seemed to confuse him. “Kohaku?” She asked carefully. “Are you all right?” She looked closer at him. “What happened to your eyes?” She asked, noticing how blank they were.
Like he was a puppet moving on strings, he jerkily shoved his arm out, waiting for her to take the envelope from his grasp.
She slowly opened it, starting to feel uneasy from Kohaku’s cold silence as she took the folded paper out.
Her stomach dropped when she noticed the North’s seal on the paper and shakily broke it.
Sango-
Remember how when I sent my demons after you and your dear brother, you were so concerned with saving his life? I believe you were willing to sacrifice your own life in order to save his. And guess what Sango? What you went through for your sweet little brother was so unnecessary, because I still found him, destroyed and enslaved your entire village and turned young Kohaku into my willing slave. Everything you went through . . . doesn’t matter. You didn’t save him after all. And as soon as you’ve put this letter down, Kohaku will kill you, his own sister. Tell me Sango, you would have given your life to save your brother once, but will you do so again? I look forward to hearing of your decision.
-Naraku
(And as an added bonus, your death will give Kohaku his freedom from me. But if you do defend yourself . . . well death will also give him freedom won’t it?)

Sango started to shake, feeling tears burn behind her eyes but she refused to let them fall. She heard the soft clink of Koharu’s weapon as he readied to use it and she hung her head, knowing the choice she had to make.
It looked like she wouldn’t be dying a warrior’s or a quiet death after all.
Slowly she uncurled her fingers from the paper, letting it slip softly to the ground as she held up her head, and waited for her brother to grant her death.


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