InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Journey of the Half-Immortal ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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The story continues with Aniu traveling with Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha searching for the lost half-immortal. Will Sesshoumaru show true feelings when he attacks Aniu?

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.16.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 294 | Status: Work In Progress

Chapter Two

“Would you knock it off Rin?”

“I didn't do anything, Master Jaken.”

“Lord Sesshoumaru, did you see what that ungrateful human did to me,” asked Jaken whilst giving Rin an evil glare.

“Be quiet, Jaken.” Sesshoumaru commanded smoothly.

“Uh…yes Mi' lord.” Jaken said quietly. Rin smiled up at Aniu, victory shining all across her face. Aniu gave Rin a small smile then focused her gaze back to Sesshoumaru.

Aniu had been traveling with the group for several days now. Her powers had come back changing the black, human-like hair into a spectacular gold. Her eyes stayed the same forest green. Only her hair had changed showing that she had indeed regained her powers. Sesshoumaru showed no signs of letting her go back to Inuyasha. She missed that lug of a hanyou. She also missed the womanizing monk Miroku, who has a wind tunnel in his right palm. The youkai slayer, Sango and her fire cat Kirara, and the small fox youkai, Shippo. She wondered what they were all doing right now.

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SLAP!

A nice, big, red hand mark appeared on Miroku's right cheek.

“Would you keep your mind out of the gutter and focus on finding Aniu, you pervert,” Sango asked as she steered Kirara back towards Inuyasha and Kagome.

`She was just begging me to fondle her though,' thought the monk to himself.

Inuyasha hadn't even picked up a whiff of Aniu. He was worried but knew that he shouldn't be because she could take care of herself. He had a bad feeling though.

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Sesshoumaru had stopped in a clearing for a short rest. Aniu stretched and took advantage of the break. She walked forward to examine the flowers when she was stopped by Sesshoumaru's left arm.

“Stay back,” Sesshoumaru growled. Aniu was going to reply back when a cool laugh came from the other edge of the clearing.

“So you smelled me out, Sesshoumaru dear,” stated the warm, rich voice as the figure finally showed. It was a woman fox youkai. She walked out of the forest followed by other fox youkai.

`Damn, how come I didn't smell or sense them? I should have been paying more attention,' Aniu cursed herself for being such an ignorant bitch.

“I see you have found me again, Youka,” Sesshoumaru replied, with no more enthusiasm as before.

“Yes, and this time you won't escape.”

Youka attacked him with her naked sword as she slashed at Sesshoumaru's dodging body. Sesshoumaru drew Tokijin. Their swords clashed sending sparks. Sesshoumaru pushed Youka back and held his sword sideways.

“Dragon Strike,” he yelled. Blue lightning came from Tokijin and hit the fox youkai. Their screams echoed through the forest as their bodies were disintegrated. Sesshoumaru returned Tokijin back to his side and walked back to the forest. Aniu and the others just stood and watched the fox youkai's bodies cease to exist.

`He has such incomprehensible power.' Aniu thought to herself. `Though now would be a good time to escape.' Aniu shook her head and thought better of it. She turned quickly on her heel, not glancing back at the small field and ran to Sesshoumaru.

“So who was that and why was she trying to kill you? What was she? Where did she come from?” Aniu asked curiously. A low growl came from Sesshoumaru's throat but she didn't stop asking questions.

Swish!

A scream came from Aniu's own throat as she looked down at her right hand. There was a deep cut in her palm. Sesshoumaru looked at his talons and saw the crimson liquid drip onto the ground. Aniu gazed at Sesshoumaru, confusion and hurt rained upon him from her eyes. He glanced up at Aniu. What had he done? He grabbed her hand and looked at it. He ripped part of his kimono and wrapped it around her hand. The blood stained the white cloth. Sesshoumaru rubbed his hand across hers causing her to look up at his sad eyes.

“I'm sorry.” His voice edged with sadness.

“It's ok. It wasn't your fault. I'm sorry.” Her eyes brimmed with tears. He whipped his arm away, noticing what he was doing and walked away. He was ashamed at why he even comforted that human wench.

Aniu gazed down at the cloth, covered hand and then at the figure moving away from her, `What just happened?'

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