InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Change Time ❯ Entrapment ( Chapter 2 )

Tragedy Is the Inevitable Working Out of All Things.

 

That being said . . . you will get a hint on how this chapter will go. It took me a while to get it the way I wanted it to go and I still feel it can be much better. It will most likely be rewritten at a later time.

 

 

 

 

 

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Chapter 2

Entrapment

 

The shadows of the large tree encompassed the ethereal form of a resting Sesshomaru. He was allowing Rin and Jakken a brief respite before they once again began their journey toward the East. Their travels had presently landed them in the clearing of a large stream. Its cool, crystal waters provided both food and drink for the weary travelers. The large elms brought the much needed shelter from the brutal heat. In his semiconscious state Sesshomaru kept watch over his wards. Rin's childlike form crouched atop a large boulder on the bank. Her ebony tresses frolicked in the sweet breeze. She cheered and clapped for a soaking wet Jakken who had emerged from the stream victoriously with another fish for Rin. Jakken's toad-like body puffed with pride for a moment showing off his bounty. He continued to chastise the foolish girl for her cheering.

 

“Stupid girl fishing is in my nature.” He spat. “You are going to scare them all away.” He continued.

 

“Yes, master Jakken.” Rin curtsied. Not at all disturbed by his tone, she once again began to cheer at his mastery.

 

The lightheartedness of their play amused Sesshomaru and brought momentary relief to his torment. His search for the half-demon Naraku was wearing on him. Hearsay of a powerful priestess who came to the aid of the half-breeds had reached him. Naraku was clever in his own right but acquiring the assistance of a miko was a perplexing matter. His plans were always more complex then they appeared. Naraku had always been one for trickery.

 

`Such a bothersome fool.' Sesshomaru thought.

 

A strong wind rattled the limbs above, freeing the dying leaves from their branches. They floated haphazardly to the earth yet seemed to keep their distance from the lazing Demon Lord. A single leaf landed upon his clawed hand pulling him from deep thought. Sesshomaru twirled the offender between his fingers just before incinerating it with his poison claws. The sweet breeze had brought the pungent aroma of smoke and human blood with it. A war was being fought nearby. Normally this would have not bothered him as the troubles of humans were of no concern . . . but this was different. Intermingled with the acrid scent was that of his own half-brother's blood which seized his attention.

 

`Inuyasha.' The name rose from deep within him.

 

The thought of his half-brother was quite vexing to Sesshomaru. The loathsome whelp was in search of the same prize however. Sesshomaru conceded the fact that Inuyasha had grown in strength since he began traveling with the humans and fox demon. Still he was puzzled as there were only a few demons possessing the power and ability to spill blood of his brother to such an extent.

 

`Could he have found Naraku?' The idea stirred Sesshomaru.

 

Sesshomaru returned his gaze to his charges. They were too busy toying with each other for either to notice the change in the wind. Sesshomaru rose to his feet at once. His two companions ceased their silliness at his abrupt movement. He turned in the direction from which the scent originated and was off. Rin and Jakken obediently fell in step a few meters behind their Lord.

 

Within a few hours they arrived at the charred ruins of what once appeared to be a thriving village. The destruction told of a brutal conflict. Smoldering rubble and remains of the human inhabitants were strewn as far as one could see. Sesshomaru eyed the mutilated cadavers. Such grisly attacks could have only been caused by demons. Large clumps of flesh and muscle had been torn from bodies by large jagged teeth. Others had limbs torn away. Sesshomaru continued his exploration as blood stained earth sloshing beneath his feet. Sesshomaru's demeanor did not change as he surveyed the slaughtered. This battle was of no concern to him. His target was a certain half-breed, that half-brother of his.

 

“What has happened here?” Jakken spoke aloud to no one in particular.

 

Rin remained silent and motionless. Her bright angelic face turned solemn and pale. Memories of the wolf demon invasions rushed over her. Graphic images of the savage rampages flooded her mind. She could still hear the tortured screams.

 

“I have seen death like this before when the wolves attacked my village.” She stammered.

 

Sesshomaru could sense their distress but paid no mind to his companions. He was fixated on the single objective of locating one particular individual. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. So many odor scents were intermingled. He began to differentiate each slowly as they whirled around him. He finally was able to isolate Inuyasha's trail and began to track it to its source.

 

The three travelers were first led to a large pile of scorched wood and bamboo. Sesshomaru turned to the charred remains of a fallen tree. There he picked up on was another familiar scent mixed with his half-brother's blood.

 

`The human girl, Kagome is with him. She was injured here too.' Sesshomaru noted.

 

Her blood entwined with the debris. Closer inspection revealed the branches had snagged pieces of her clothing and skin. Sesshomaru plucked one of the larger remnants of fabric from the branch. He knew the fabric immediately. It was a piece of that strange kimono the girl wore. Droplets of her blood stained the once emerald colored material.

 

Sesshomaru caught a new tantalizing scent that of his enemy. It was unmistakable. He was close. Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed and began to emanate a bright crimson glow. His focus was drawn toward the foreboding forest entrance.

 

`Naraku!' Sesshomaru had finally tracked him down.

 

At once, he sped toward the entrance. Rin and Jakken were no-match for his demonic speed and feel behind in the pursuit. He could hear their distant cries for him to wait but paid no attention. Sesshomaru continued on his single-minded quest. The trail left by his three targets strengthened. Kagome and Inuyasha scents' were the strongest but he knew Naraku was with them. His stride was so swift and light that it emitted no sound from the forest floor. Trees and thick brush seemed to part for him providing a path for him to follow.

 

“INUYASHA . . . NO!” The female voice of Kagome was unmistakable as it echoed in the distance.

 

Sesshomaru headed in the direction of her desperate outcries. He gripped the hilt of Tokigin preparing for the engagement. The shrill sound of it made as Sesshomaru pulled it from its sheath answered her calls. He hacked at the debris that had the audacity to block his path to the clearing of the Bone Eaters Well. The branches hissed as the force of his blow rendered them into thousands of tiny splinters.

 

Sesshomaru once again cautiously scanned the scene before him. He knew Naraku was close and did not want to be caught in a trap. Inuyasha's blood hung heavy in misty fog. The once lush clearing had been stripped of its natural beauty. The foliage had browned and smoked from the release of Naraku's acrid miasma. Sesshomaru was drawn to the well. One of the walls had been torn away and lay in pieces a meter from the foundation. Blood was visible on the fragments of wood. It was clear a fierce struggle had occurred but he could not find Inuyasha nor Kagome.

 

In the distance Sesshomaru eyed his nemesis emerging from the forest. Naraku's grinning face was all too telling. Sesshomaru's unexpected arrival had brought great pleasure.

 

“Perfect,” Naraku savored the thought. “I will battle both brothers in one day.”

 

“Ah Sesshomaru, I did not think it possible but you do harbor feelings for your younger brother.” Naraku's voice dripped with malice. “Have you come to his aid? If you look, you can find him here. Oh . . . and some over here, and some over him there.” Naraku reveled with enjoyment.

 

“Naraku, do not assume it is the half-breed's well-being that has me hunting you.” Sesshomaru snarled.

 

“Oh, of course not, Great Lord Sesshomaru,” Naraku bowed in mockery, “I do believe it is because I stole the girl, Rin, is it not. Or is it because you could not control the human arm I so graciously gave to you?” Naraku's eyes glimmered with amusement as he continued. “Surely you cannot blame me for all of your failures.”

 

Sesshomaru's demeanor remained steadfast against the taunts of his adversary. He studied Naraku's nauseating appearance. The creature was a twisted mass of discolored flesh pieced together from lesser demons. A dark oily substance oozed from various places of the gelatinous muck. Naraku began to quiver and spewed hundreds of fresh tentacles aimed directly at Sesshomaru.

 

Sesshomaru raised Tokigin high above him. He raced forward dodging the onslaught of speared outgrowths avoiding their piercing attacks. The air whistled with each thrust of the sword. The brute force and razor-like edge sliced through slime-covered appendages. Naraku howled in agony wrenching the fleshy stumps back. Trails of thick black blood covered the ground as the amputated flesh lay twitching on the ground. As a sign of his dominance, Sesshomaru stepped forward squashing one of the large sinuous masses under his booted foot.

 

Sesshomaru brought Tokigin horizontal to his midline. The sword began to emanate a ghostly pale mist. Sesshomaru's amber eyes narrowed as the haze grew and began to take the form of a serpent-like dragon. Its transparent body spiraled around the all-powerful blade.

 

“Naraku!" His voice a feral growl “Die!”

 

Sesshomaru plunged Tokigin deeply into the ground releasing the powerful wave of destruction. The sword's energy shook the ground as it surged toward its target. The land thundered in protest as the brilliant blue lightning heaved the surface drawing a path toward the target. Naraku stood steadfast. His crimson eyes glared at his opponent welcoming the challenge. The earth erupted just beneath his feet him releasing the true power of Sesshomaru's attack. Naraku threw his head to the sky and roared as an immense dragon attacked him from within. He grappled with the invisible opponent. His body thrashed unmercifully. The glowing form then erupted from his chest spewing the vile blood far and wide. The dragon then wrapped itself around Naraku and began to constrict like a snake.

 

Naraku's head lowered and his eyes widened to meet Sesshomaru's. They beamed with the same brilliance as the light emanating from the attacking foe. Naraku's lips twisted revealing newly formed fangs. His entire body continued to pulsate from the scourge of pure energy as he continued to wrangle against the unyielding power. His arms shuddered as he slowly began to reach for the head of the dragon.

 

`Impossible!' Sesshomaru thought.

 

“Such a lovely little creature,” Naraku ridiculed as he gripped the dragon's throat. “Such raw power...I must possess it.”

 

Naraku pulled the energy toward him. He opened his mouth and sank his fangs deep into the electrified form. Naraku's dark body began to consume the divine creature's light. The dragon trashed its massive head trying to escape the fierce attack. Naraku had sapped the dragon of all of its intensity. The dragon froze in agony just before it shattered into thousands of glimmering particles.

 

 

Rin had Jakken by the sleeve pulling him roughly through the obscured forest path of their Lord.

 

“Come on Master Jakken.” She called in her hastened state. We are falling far behind.

 

The toad's stubby legs kept them at such slow speed preventing them from reaching Sesshomaru as quickly as Rin would like.

 

“Stop yanking at me stupid girl,” an annoyed Jakken struck back.

 

He dug his cloven feet hard into the ground halting their pursuit. Rin let out an exasperated sigh as the toad ripped his sleeve away from her tight grasp. Holding his head high he straightened his robes and tapped the tail end of his staff against the forest floor. He gave Rin a stern look for her disobedient behavior.

 

“What has gotten into you?” Jakken continued.

 

Rin knelt down to catch her breath. She had begun to nervously trace random patterns in the dirt with her fingers as she tried to muster the strength to answer.

 

“That village, it was the same, all the same. The people . . . it was . . . just like . . . just like.” A single tear fell on her rose-colored cheeks. She could not say any more and turned her head to the ground.

 

Jakken stared at the child kneeling before him. The look of anger slowly melted away as he realized the girl's inner struggle. It had been so long ago that Sesshomaru had founds her lying on the dirt road dead from the wolves attack. It was at that time that Sesshomaru had revived her with the power of Tensaiga. She has been by traveling by their side ever since. No matter how much he loathed the position of being her sitter, he had developed deep feelings for the young girl.

 

Jakken slowly raised his hand to place it on her bowed head but paused as the sound of cracking branches filtered into the forest. His body stiffened as he took a quick survey of the surrounding area. The sounds jerked Rin from her personal nightmare. She raised her head and then scurried from her spot to conceal herself behind Jakken. The birds had ceased their sweet singing. Jakken once again pounded his staff against the ground readying himself for battle with the oncoming intruders.

 

“Hello?” A strange male voice called.

 

“Is anyone out here?” Another male voice chimed in.

 

“We are from the village. Is anyone here?” A third shouted.

 

“Is anyone hurt and in need of medical attention?” One of the men continued calling.

 

Jakken sighed with relief. Lowly humans were no threat to him or the girl. Rin however was not as easily comforted. She remained close behind him. The two could hear the sounds of footsteps approaching nearer. The three husky villagers emerged from the brush to find the slimy toad demon and the young girl he was protecting.

 

The two parties were cautious. Time seemed to stand still as each examined the other thoroughly. Rin finally peeked out from behind her spinning protector. The three men deeply puzzled the child. They seemed different from most of the villagers. Not only were they free from ash and injury but she noticed that they were clad in regal garments and each wore the same plain gold band on their right hand. At their hips hung unusually large swords fit for soldiers, not nobility.

 

`Why would noblemen be sent to search for survivors?' She questioned herself. “Wouldn't they be the ones who should be protected from further assault?”

 

“I am a vassal to the Great Demon Lord of the West, Sesshomaru.” Jakken's body plumped with pride as he broke the silence.

 

The three villagers looked to each other rather perplexed. They continued to assess the two strange characters before them. Demons and humans did not team up as a customary practice. In fact, most villages had considered such a companionship to be of a vile nature.

 

“It has been brought to our attention that demons like yourself are engaged in a fierce battle at the clearing of the Bone Eaters Well. We have been sent to end it.” The largest of them spoke grasping his sword. “For your own safety and that of the precious child, you should be on your way.”

 

`It must be Lord Sesshomaru.' Jakken thought to himself disregarding the men and their meaningless banter.

 

“Where is this well you speak of?” Jakken asked. “Take us there as we have been separated from one in our group.”

 

The three men looked at each other and pointed ahead leading the way.

 

 

An iridescent pink barrier enclosed Naraku's body as the infusion of electrified power caused him to transform. Large emerald scales and jagged spikes began to protrude through his flesh encasing the once amorphous body in impenetrable armor. His mammoth form jolted uncontrollably under the force of each new addition. The glowing barrier began to slowly expand as his body continued to undergo its metamorphosis. Razor-like limbs burst from each side of the gurgling mass, spewing a noxious sludge unto the land which burned on contact. The slits on the exposed chest expanded and contracted with each labored breath. The figure swayed and lunged forward just as it braced itself on eight newly formed spiny legs. The ground thundered in protest as the full weight of the beast crashed down upon it. The legs danced rhythmically as the giant turned to face its enemy. Two enormous fangs slowly descended dripping deep purple toxic venom scorching the ground below. Naraku stared at his prey through multiple blazing red eyes.

 

Sesshomaru's expression darkened as he looked upon Naraku. The half-breed had somehow overcome the power of Tokigin's destruction wave and used its power to release his full demonic form. Rage had overtaken Sesshomaru. His eyes widened exposing the glowing crimson wrath. His body rose from the ground wreathed in a pearl gray mist as his own demonic transformation took control. A savage growl echoed as his jawbones lengthened filling all available space with sharp fangs. The markings of his heritage darkened as his blood beast demanded release. A storm of radiant power encircled his body as the transformation continued to expound. The flash engulfed him. The blinding glow intensified feverishly as his true demon materialized. A massive forefoot emerged from the haze grinding the earth under its thick claw. His dense withers flexed and chest muscles heaved with each sizeable step.

 

The two demonic forms stood in opposition sizing-up the others display of true power. Naraku gnashed his jaws producing a high-frequency hiss breaking the absolute silence. Sesshomaru returned the challenge with a ferocious growl shaking the ground. His flews tightened exposing massive white daggers. The creatures began to circle taunting and tempting the other in preparation for battle.

 

The savage dance of war ended as the two fire-ridden demons vaulted toward each other. A snarl was followed by a streak of gray and white as Sesshomaru's powerful jaws seized one of Naraku's legs. He bit into the massed armor with pinpointed accuracy piercing the vulnerable flesh underneath. Naraku's toxic blood filled Shesshomaru's mouth. The revolting ooze spilled from the corners of his mouth splattering the thick white fur. Sesshomaru's body fought the poison he imbibed before the incapacitating venom took action. Naraku's blackened body latched onto his muzzle with its segmented limbs. Sesshomaru shook the monstrous form unmercifully trying to release the repulsive beast's unwavering grasp. Naraku clenched his limbs tighter on the prey and began to raise his ashen colored head. Exposing the razor-sharp fangs, Naraku readied to inject the acidic poison directly into the target. Sesshomaru continuously thrashed at his capture. Finally, he freed himself from the dark clutches and thrust the offender to the ground. With precise agility, Naraku pulled in his spiny appendages and rolled until he once again regained his footing.

 

Naraku spied his enemy with the look of absolute hatred as he once again began to hiss the familiar battle-cry. Sesshomaru reeled as his sensitive ears were assailed by the shrill noise. Naraku vaulted from the ground toward the great demon lord. His exposed fangs revealed drops of thick fresh glistening venom. Sesshomaru pulled up onto his hind legs dodging the deadly attack. He crashed down upon the insidious creature before it could escape. Naraku's legs violently wrenched against the restraint of the massive paws. Sesshomaru released a thunderous howl of victory as his fangs gleamed in the moonlight lengthening for the kill. The ear-piercing shriek of anguish echoed in every direction as the enormous jaws sank into the throat of Naraku.

 

Sesshomaru lifted the twitching trophy and hurtled the beast into the shadows of the wooded depths. The force of the mammoth body snapped trees like twigs. Sesshomaru snarled with blazing eyes. He spat Naraku's noxious blood onto the tree that barely remained standing. The thick black liquid dissolved through the bark of the fractured elm sucking away the long years of its fruitful life.

 

With nostrils flaring, Sesshomaru stomped into blacked forest tracking the pungent scent of death that clung to the vile beast. The smell of spilt blood hung heavy in the air but there was no trace of the repulsive aura. It had completely vanished. Sesshomaru quieted his breathing and honed his demonic senses to detect even the slightest movement. Sounds from the scampering tiptoes of smaller creatures and the humming from fluttering swarms of insects fleeing the area whistled in his ears. None carried the remote resemblance to the defeated half-breed.

 

`Impossible,' Sesshomaru thought. `He could not have simply vanished.'

 

He immediately cleared the improbable thought from his mind. His eyelids narrowed as he began concentrating once again on the stillness of the demolished forest. He picked up on the faint sound of five heartbeats and the rustle of footsteps on the forest floor nearing him from the opposite direction. Each stride of the oncoming individuals was dissected by his demonic ability. Three carried long pauses between strides. One took quick short steps, most likely a child, and the last waddled and possessed a humbled amount of demonic presence.

 

`Jakken' Surmised Sesshomaru.

 

Sesshomaru returned his senses toward the location of Naraku's disappearance. There was complete silence.

 

`Damn him.' He cursed.

 

The search party arrived at the battlefield as Sesshomaru once again took on his traditional humanoid form. He retrieved Tokigin sliding the devil sword into its sheath and awaited their arrival.

 

 

“Lord Sesshomaru.” Rin's angelic voice called to him as they reached the entrance of the clearing.

 

He could sense the relief in her voice at the site of his presence. Her innocent scent broke through the acrid smell of Naraku's lingering blood. Her petite legs carried her sweetness in his direction. Jakken followed not far behind. His amber eyes continued to scan the darkened ruins of the forest where Naraku vanished. No trace of the foul creature remained. Rin bounded toward him. Her little chest heaving as she gasped for breath. Sesshomaru quickly glanced at her small frame out of the corner of one eye making sure she was unharmed.

 

“My Lord, What has happened here?” Jakken questioned.

 

Ignoring the imp, Sesshomaru turned to look upon the three others that followed his slow-witted retainer and young ward. He could sense deceit residing within each one of them even before they had stepped from the woods. He took a step forward disregarding the puffing Jakken who blocked his path. Jakken stumbled over himself as he quickly moved to get out of his master's way.

 

“Rin” called Sesshomaru his voice stern and commanding. The girl's innocent eyes met his gaze. “Get back.”

 

Rin nodded in understanding and fled to hide behind a large tree that had fallen. A puzzled Jakken fell in step behind his master.

 

“Who are you?” Sesshomaru demanded.

 

“What do you want?” He continued before they could answer.

 

The three men looked at each other then smirked at the demon lord. The largest of the three humans stepped forward and removed his sword from its sheath. He lifted the blade slowly and pointed the blade directly at Sesshomaru's armored chest.

 

“YOU” His malevolent voice hissed back.

 

Jakken's eyes widened in reaction to the brazen human's words.

 

`Do these men honestly think they can oppose you, Lord Sesshomaru?' He nearly chuckled aloud.

 

The two men behind smiled with contempt then nodded toward each other wittingly. Sesshomaru caught their subtle gesture perking his interest. Almost simultaneously the men reached for their right hands. Both donned what appeared to be a simple gold ring. Jakken looked puzzled then nearly fell over as the two men removed the bands instantly transforming into enormous demons. Their auras swept over the area.

 

Sesshomaru remained stoic. Raising his right arm he began to prepare for attack. Summoning the power from deep within a brilliant glow began to emanate from his fingertips. The energy whip now at his command projected a streaming beam of light. With a flick of his wrist he sent undulating waves racing toward the heinous targets. Calculating the path of the strike the demons crouched low avoiding the lethal crack of the whip. They shot in the air in opposing directions preparing for their assault.

 

Jakken singled out the smallest of the three. He pounded his staff against the ground. The rod sprang to life emanating a shower of flames directly at the foe. The demon seemed to be able to harness the wind as he dodged the arcs.

 

Sesshomaru removed Tokigin from its sheath. His body a blur as he sped forward reaching the sole demon that remained in human form. The demon could not react. The human body was incapable of reacting to the speed of the Sesshomaru. Its eyes filled with anguish as Sesshomaru plunged the sharp blade deep within its chest. The beast stared into the passionless eyes of the demon lord and smiled with contempt.

 

“You.” It breathed out its last word.

 

Sesshomaru withdrew the sword disregarding the lifeless corpse that slowly slumped to the ground. The strong scent of fear called his attention. He turned to find Jakken fumbling with his staff. Sparks flew in all directions. The incompetent imp tried in vain to scorch the troublesome demon. It was not Jakken's distress that summoned him.

 

“Rin.” He spoke.

 

Sesshomaru sped in the direction of the fallen tree where the young girl hid. The child was gone as was the third demon. His eyes radiated a brilliant scarlet signifying the inferno of rage that swelled inside him. With lightning speed Sesshomaru bypassed the inept Jakken, pushing the imp to the ground. He then sprang in the air gripping the remaining demon by its throat. Both fell to the ground forcefully. Sesshomaru dug his poison claws deep into its corded flesh. The demon's body heaved violently as the toxic poison entered its bloodstream. Too many unanswered questions and Rin's abduction had pushed Sesshomaru beyond any rational thought.

 

“The girl!” He growled as he gripped tighter. “Tell me where she is or you shall die slowly. I shall torture you to death only to bring you back and slowly kill you again.”

 

Jakken, unaware of Rin's disappearance, withdrew in fear of his Lords' wrath. He did not want to become a casualty of his own master.

 

Suddenly, a speeding arrow broke through the forest. The whizzing projectile surprised Jakken as it nearly missed him. It remained targeted on the unrestrained demon lord. Jakken stood motionless as the razor tip penetrated the left ankle of his master. The arrow had lodged in his foot snarling the bones before partially exiting the other side. Sesshomaru roared with intense pain. He dropped his victim and instinctively gripped the shaft wrenching it from his body. The glowing tip hissed as it purified the demon blood that dripped from its razor-sharp point. Sesshomaru incinerated the arrow with his finger tips. The sacred energy raced through his veins like a violent storm pulsing and burning. Sesshomaru's vision began to blur. He tried to focus on his surroundings. The images became swirls of muted colors. Jakken had come to his side to render aid but powerless to do anything as Sesshomaru fought the poison.

 

“My Lord . . . a sacred arrow.” His voice filled with fear and concern. “But who . . .”

 

 

 

 

 

***TEASER***

 

Chapter 3 Finding Sesshomaru

 

“Am I going insane?” she questioned herself, looking toward their direction.

 

She saw it again. The streak of silver, it was his silver. She stood on the seat of her chair to get a better look. Her friends stopped their inane conversation too stunned by her actions to say anything. She could see him clearly. The vividness of his long hair reflecting in the bright afternoon sun was signaling for her to come.

 

She jumped from her perch pushing her way forcefully through the mob of shoppers. She knocked a few large packages and bags from one of their demon pets loaded arms. She paid no attention to the angry looks she was receiving or the shrill calls from her friends to come back. She was focused on only reaching him. Every few seconds she jumped high to keep him in her sight.

 

“Inuyasha!” She called. Her heart pounding painfully in her chest, threatening to burst if she didn't reach him that instant.

 

At last she came upon him. His back was to her as he walked just a few paces ahead. She knew the familiar stride. She savored the bounce of his long silvery locks as she attempted to regain her composure. It was he, her best friend, her savior, her love.

 

She broke through the crowd knocking an old woman over in her wake. She was so caught up in her quest she did not turn to apologize. People called out to her. The need to reach him was too strong for the formalities of this insane world. Twenty thundering steps turned into ten, to five, until she reached forward gripping his strong shoulders, spinning him around forcefully. She threw herself against his firm chest. Hot tears streaming down her face blurring everything and everyone around her.

 

“I found you!” She cried out pulling him tighter.

 

He did not move. Inuyasha did not return the gesture with his own bone crushing embrace nor breath stealing kisses. His body remained solid and cold.

 

“Inuyasha?” Her voice was a harsh whisper as she gasped for breath. “What is wrong with you?” Gripping his clothes in tightened fists afraid he would disappear if she let go. She lifted her face to look into his emotionless eyes and froze.

 

“Sesshomaru!” She gasped.

 

***END TEASER***

 

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