InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tale of the Twins ❯ Chapter Fourteen: The Beach ( Chapter 14 )

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By: excelsis
Filler chapter. The twins running rampant around the beach and making Jaken miserable. Sesshoumaru contemplating granting Naraku's wish and being female.

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.13.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 147 | Status: Work In Progress

Chapter Fourteen
The Beach
 
Nanako's ship had been damaged in the battle with the dragon—not badly, but enough for her to request a few extra days for repair. Basically, it meant they would be staying a week and a half rather than the original three days.
The twins were thrilled; it meant that they had more time to play on the sandy beaches. Rin just sort of sighed and convinced Iria to come with her to keep her company while she watched them. Those two could get in to all sorts of trouble, and it was nice to a have at least one youkai around who could keep them under some control when they went on a rampage. They respected Rin, yes, but sometimes, they would choose to ignore her and there wasn't too much she could do once they ran off.
Currently, they were behaving fairly well. Well, as well as they behaved, at any rate. Shuarra Meitsuki was trying to build a sandcastle. Kuraimaru always waited until she had completed at least half of it before he smashed it. Despite all of Rin's threats and time outs, Kuraimaru continued destroying them. Rin really wished that Kuraimaru was a bit less like Sesshoumaru sometimes. Shuarra had successfully almost completed it, having managed to keep her older brother at bay with a barrier, as she was learning how to control it, under Naraku's careful guidance. She wasn't very good at keeping it up for very long, and there were occasionally holes in it, and it wouldn't keep out very many youkai or humans, but it was good enough to keep out another child.
They still weren't quite sure what Kuraimaru's powers would be, as he showed no sign of having any, aside from his slight manipulation and transformation. Sometimes, they wondered if he had any at all. Most youkai showed signs of their true power in childhood, and honed them in their adolescence. It was discouraging, certainly—but any time it was mentioned, Kuraimaru never even seemed bothered. Rin thought that he was hiding something, but couldn't decide what.
Kuraimaru stood on the outside of her pinkish red barrier, fuming angrily. She was humming contentedly to herself, smirking occasionally at her older brother. He finally gave up and stalked away. He transformed and rushed out toward the water. Rin watched him extremely carefully when he did that. She was so worried that he would get caught in the current and drug out, but he never even got pulled under. Shuarra Meitsuki watched him for a moment. She decided that her castle was completed when she stuck a stick in it and added another seashell for decoration. Her barrier fell once she moved. She hadn't intended that to happen, but there was no avoiding it. She wasn't very good at it yet.
She turned and kicked her sandcastle, giggling with delight at having ruined it before the incoming tide could. She dashed off after her brother, knowing full well to grab on to his fur so she wouldn't get pulled out. Iria tensed a bit when the younger of the twins went out in the water. She shifted her position, ready to spring should she need to.
Once, Shuarra Meitsuki went under and floundered in the surf. Iria and Rin leaped to their feet and began a headlong dash for the water, but Kuraimaru grabbed on to her with his teeth and hauled her backwards. He made sure that she was steady before he let her go. As usual, she went right back for more, and the youkai and immortal human relaxed a bit. Shuarra Meitsuki kept both hands on Kuraimaru's fur though. Eventually, she climbed on to his back, and he ventured out a bit deeper.
They fought a lot--but more often, they got along perfectly.
Kuraimaru had finally had enough, so turned away from the tide, as it was going out anyway. His sister sulked, saddened. She climbed off of him once they got to the sand again. She was completely soaked and dripping. Kuraimaru transformed. He was not better off for it, though.
Rin tried to stop them from going on to the wet sand and getting sand all over themselves and their clothes (which were older play clothes, as their parents knew how much they liked to ruin clothing), but to no avail. If anything, it only encouraged them to run up on to the sand, dashing around madly, kicking up sand, tackling each other, shoving each other down, and other such horseplay, thus getting absolutely filthy. With Iria's help, Rin managed to round the two of them up and pry off their sopping wet clothing. She hung it up in a tree to dry. Being children, they didn't much care that they were naked. Kuraimaru could simply transform anyway. So, they went back down to the shore and this time, Kuraimaru helped Shuarra Meitsuki build a sandcastle, complete with town, and a snake-like youkai attacking the town. After it was finished, they played at destroying it, as if it were their imaginary snake youkai destroying it.
By then, they had dried off so that they could brush off the dried sand, though their hair was a lost cause. Rin sent them to the bathhouse once they got back to the inn anyway, though. They really were a handful. Rin wondered what Sesshoumaru had been like when he was younger, and if it was anything like his son.
Rin, in desperate need of a break from her adopted siblings, requested that Jaken look after them—a task that he found to be one of the most difficult he had ever been asked to do. It was much like trying to play shepherd to two cats—or dogs, as it were. It doesn't work very well.
They ran off to the garden to play the second they realized that he was their current guardian. Kuraimaru climbed up the biggest tree he could find. Jaken would have suspected that he had learned his lesson about climbing things, but apparently not. Shuarra Meitsuki pouted at the bottom for a time, before running off to skip rocks in the pond. Kuraimaru disappeared into the upper boughs. Jaken danced back and forth, in an utter panic.
“Prince Kuraimaru, you must get down!” he screeched.
Kuraimaru glanced down at the ground, resituating himself so he would be more comfortable. “No.”
This caused Jaken to screech even more. Kuraimaru tuned him out and watched the seabirds' aerial ballet. Jaken, recalling how Sesshoumaru had injured him last time, ran off to fetch Iria. As soon as he left, Kuraimaru climbed back down, however.
Iria was irritated because of this, but no more than she usually was by Jaken, so returned to whatever it was she had been doing previously.
Rin, Sesshoumaru, and Naraku basically just kept dumping the twins on Jaken. Naturally, they were never actually too far away, after learning their lesson from last time. However, they wanted to enjoy this tropical paradise. Rin wanted to explore the terrain with Iria, and didn't want to be encumbered by the twins. She returned every evening, but there was a lot to see. She also liked to take trips to the bay and look at the way the ship was getting rebuilt. The youkai in the town actually didn't carry too much hatred for humans, other than that humans were taking over and killing them—but they really didn't mind Rin being there. Actually, they thought that the idea of an immortal human was quite interesting, and were curious to know how a mortal handled immortality. Basically, she quite enjoyed her stay.
Sesshoumaru and Naraku spent a lot of time talking, discussing their lives, what they were going to do, and, of course, having sex on the beach—which is actually entirely overrated. Basically, the wind whips in your face—bad for long hair like theirs, you get covered in gritty sand (sometimes in the eyes or mouth), and it irritates the skin. But they had to do it at least once, and then vowed never to do it again and stuck to their room at the inn, and various places in the forest.
Naraku still refused to give up that he wanted Sesshoumaru to be a woman. However, the youkai would not relent.
Though, secretly, he could not help but feel guilty. He had hoped that this would be resolved, but Naraku still wanted him to be a woman. It was more than a physical attraction, though. Naraku wanted the body he had first loved. It was understandable.
Sesshoumaru glanced at Naraku. He was asleep, exhausted, and rightfully. Maybe one day—a long time from now—he would become female again. But not now. He wanted to enjoy this body; he loved it. And yet…
Even if he was a woman, though, he could never wear a woman's clothing. He sighed. To become a woman again… To have that filthy body, with all of its curves and strange build…? How could he ever do that again?
He was torn two ways. He wanted to meet Naraku halfway and, also, to know that he had made him happy. That was what he wanted the most. But, he also wanted what he desired, and he desired this body.
What should he do?