InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Story Continues ❯ Face Off ( Chapter 17 )

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

Sesshoumaru’s cellphone rang and he immediately answered.

“My lord, we have found Lady Kagome’s location and have surrounded the building,” Jaken informed him.

“Very well, I am already on my way as the culprit had sent a message. Do not do advanced. Do not let anyone leave the facility, “ Sesshoumaru warned.

He was only fifteen minutes away in his car. He could get their faster by his own means, but he could not risk being seen by the public. Every second he drove was infuriating and he honestly thought about attending the next world youkai convention to suggest ways they could try to develop more convenient ways of concealment. The concealments developed by Shippou were world renowned, but only were glamours. Any extra amount of youki called up would null the spell.

He was still unable to determine who took Kagome, but smirked, ‘Well, this Sesshoumaru will find out in a few more minutes and tear the bitch apart.’

His blood boiled and he licked his lips. It had been some time since he had allowed himself to kill another being. The beast within scratched and snarled, eager to help him achieve his goal.

‘I will tear the bitch’s heart out and eat it like the ancient daiyoukai.’

It was not a common practice, but his own father had done it a few times. Sesshoumaru had never done it before, but had been curious. He turned the steering wheel to the right and came upon the building he was told about in the index card. It was a old warehouse of some sort. Besides his team of youkai, there were only a few he sensed within. Jaken ran up to him, eager to do his masters bidding, but Sesshoumaru passed him, intent on getting to Kagome.

Sesshoumaru was only steps away from the door to the warehouse when his cellphone rang again.

‘Who the hell is calling me?’ he asked himself, yet snarled loudly, obviously perturbed at being contacted.

He flipped open the phone and immediately heard, “You fuckin prick. What the fuck are you doing by leaving me behind.”

Sesshoumaru glared at the phone and then replied, “So, you broke out. Well, follow the scent. I’ll see you here, little brother.”

It was then he felt a tapping on his shoulder.

“Keh, already here, bastard. Now we can kill the bitch together,” Inu Yasha smirked. “Bet you’re wondering how I escaped, huh?”

“You can tell me later,” Sesshoumaru growled and smashed through the door, pulling Toukijin out. “I just hope no one saw you in your hanyou form.”

As soon as the dusty rubble from the door settled, they saw Touran.

“Ah, Lord Sesshoumaru. Did you follow my note or your nose?” she replied, tucking her nail file into her hand purse.

“Touran, you are one audacious onna to cross this Sesshoumaru,” Sesshoumaru growled. “Return my intended to me now.”

“I do not think so, son of the great dog general. See, she has something I have wanted for centuries and I will have it,” she purred.

“No way, you fucking skank,” Inu Yasha yelled and pulled out Tetsusaiga from its sheath. “Want a taste of Tetsusaiga. It hungers for some kitty meat.”

“No, Inu Yasha,” Sesshoumaru placed his hand on Inu Yasha’s chest. “I will kill Touran. Go get Kagome. I can smell her blood from here and there is a lot of it.”

Touran laughed, “I find it amusing that the Great Lord Sesshoumaru is getting along with his half-breed brother and intended to make a miko. You have become weak.”

“This Sesshoumaru is stronger now than ever before. My intended is the Shikon no Miko, immortal and pure. This Sesshoumaru will have no other and you will die for your transgression against the Western domain,” Sesshoumaru vowed, raising Toukijin.

Touran frowned and withdrew a hair pin made of ice, transforming it into a sword of ice reinforced with her youki.

‘This is not what I intended to happen. I wanted them to realize how weak the ningen was and that it would be better for them to claim myself. They are far too loyal to that miko bitch. Damn dogs!’

“Baka inus! Do you not see, even if your miko is immortal, your offspring will not be full youkai. You cannot produce an heir. With me you at least have a chance. Remember that my father came to propose an alliance. I still have hold over my clan and lands,” she hissed.

“Those lands will be a wonderful gift to this Sesshoumaru’s intended,” Sesshoumaru smirked and advanced on the panther demoness.

He brought Toukijin down upon Touran and she countered it with a block before pulling away and giving him an attacked. Touran did not like the aura emanating from Sesshoumaru’s blade as it unnerved her. By the fourth time she attacked, his blade had shattered hers. Touran hissed, jumped back and flicked her hand, sending out ice shards towards the inu taiyoukai.

“Weak, Touran. Many have used their tricks and failed. You will not be any different from my past opponents,” Sesshoumaru barked out amusingly. “This Sesshoumaru would never fuck a cat.”

Touran’s eyes bled red and she growled low and warningly. Sesshoumaru merely raised his eyebrow and attacked, letting his dokkasou gather at his nails before lashing out and slashing the panther youkai across the stomach. Touran let out a catty yowl of pain and Sesshoumaru grinned maliciously, licking the blood off his claws.

“This Sesshoumaru will enjoy feasting on your heart,” he taunted, sheathing Toukijin as he felt that Touran was not much of a battle.

Touran was hunched over in pain, the acid eating through her stomach fast as Sesshoumaru had clawed her deep. She had forgotten his special dokkasou attack.

‘He is going to kill me. I am too weak to stand against him. I am a fool.’

By the time she realized that, Sesshoumaru already had her neck gripped in his powerful claws. She looked up at him, truly fearful.

“So, you realize this is your demise, cat. Your clan and lands belong to this Sesshoumaru,” he said and pulled back his other hand, preparing to shove it through the panther youkai’s chest.

“Then so be it,” Touran closed her eyes and accepted her death.

Sesshoumaru grimaced at Touran’s acceptance and leaked enough dokkasou into her neck before flinging her body from him. The thought of taking pleasure in eating her heart somehow did not satisfy him. It would have been a fitting death if it were Sengoku Jidai, but times were different.

Inu Yasha walked up, carrying Kagome bridal style towards Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru noted the deep lesion in her face and immediately took Kagome from Inu Yasha, leaving the hanyou to stutter indignately. Sesshoumaru gathered his saliva, which had healing properties in his humanoid form and then lapped at Kagome’s wound.

Inu Yasha looked at Touran’s sprawled body and asked, “So, you let her live? She must have not been a worthy enough opponent.”

Sesshoumaru paused his licking and replied, “She will be stripped of her title and tried. To go against a taiyoukai is punishable. To go against the Shikon no miko is an even more grievous offense. We will call a tribunal of the four lands to decide Touran’s proper punishment. Go and have the guards come retrieve the filthy panther’s body and have her placed in a secure place until the tribunal can be arranged.”

Inu Yasha nodded and dragged Touran’s unconscious body out to the guards. Sesshoumaru picked up Kagome and held her close, running his claws through her raven hair.

“You are quite troublesome, my little miko. But at least this Sesshoumaru has not lost you,” he said.

He ignored Jaken’s squawkings for attention and went straight to his car. For once, Sesshoumaru just wanted time alone with Kagome and without being bothered.