InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Unexpected Circumstances ❯ Jealousy ( Chapter 22 )

Hello once again readers! I'm so sorry that it took so long to get this chapter out, but my grandma recently had hip surgery so I was helping her recuperate. Thank you so much for being patient with me, I have been working tirelessly on this chapter to get it out!

 

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*-*-*-* CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO- JEALOUSY *-*-*-*

 

 

Silence rang throughout the clearing following Inuyasha's earsplitting shriek and Kagome closed her eyes tightly while she willed herself to become a part of the tree that she was currently trapped against by the still silent Sesshoumaru. She could feel her entire body heat up in embarrassment as she realized how her situation must look to everyone and tried once more to make the ground open up and swallow her.

 

No such luck.

 

She was still pinned in a compromising position and her friends were still in various stages of shock and awe with their mouths hanging open. Summoning up her strongest `I'm-not-currently-pressed-against-Inuyasha's-hated-older-half-brother-so-w hat-are-you-staring-at?' voice, Kagome spoke.

 

“H-hey guys. Whatcha doin' here…unannounced?”

 

Still no reaction. Inuyasha had taken to glaring daggers at Sesshoumaru and the demon lord raised a single eyebrow at him. “Little brother, it is impolite to stare.”

 

Inuyasha snarled and Sesshoumaru allowed a small smirk to tug at his lips as he stared into the half-demon's furious golden eyes. The demon lord, none too subtly, allowed his hand to trail lazily over the length of Kagome's leg, which caused her to shiver involuntarily. When he reached his goal, he gave Kagome's bottom a nice squeeze which caused her eyes to grow wide.

 

Seeing this, Inuyasha gave a ferocious growl and unsheathed his sword. “You have one second to get off of Kagome before I shove Tessaiga down your throat, you prick!”

 

Sesshoumaru lightly scoffed at his younger half-brother's threat. “You could try half-breed, but you will fail.”

 

Kagome watched Inuyasha's grip tighten even further around the hilt of his sword. His eyes narrowed and faint snarl crept over his lips as he continued to stare down his brother. Her eyes widened and she felt her heart skip a beat when she saw the half-demon lift his sword above his head.

 

“You asked for it ya bastard!” Inuyasha yelled crudely.

 

Kagome gasped and instinctively tightened her grip on Sesshoumaru's shoulders when she saw the familiar words of Inuyasha's attack being formed on his lips. Without thinking twice Kagome yelled at the top of her lungs, “SIT BOY!” The call successfully rendered Inuyasha incapacitated, though it was almost unnecessary seeing as how Sesshoumaru had taken flight with her when he saw Inuyasha raise his sword.

 

The demon lord set them down in front of Sango and Miroku and Kagome turned furious eyes to Inuyasha who was currently lifting himself from his crater.

 

“Inuyasha just what in the hell were you thinking?! You could have really hurt us!” Kagome berated at him.

 

The half-demon sputtered a little bit while he continued to crawl out of the hole but soon was upright and glaring right back at her with his arms crossed over his chest. “Us? Feh! I wasn't going to actually hit you! I was aiming for him!”

 

“Fool,” Sesshoumaru said coolly. “You wield your sword as if it were a stick.”

 

“Just shut the hell up Sesshoumaru! If you woulda just got off'a her I wouldn't have had to do it!”

 

“And why would this Sesshoumaru take orders from you, miscreant?”

 

“Why you-”

 

“Guys!” Kagome interrupted. Both brothers turned towards Kagome who had her hands on her hips while she furiously tapped her foot. She was one more insult away from ripping her hair out of her head. Inuyasha had interrupted a very personal moment between her and Sesshoumaru; needless to say, she was not a happy priestess. The last thing she needed was to listen to Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru shooting insults at one another; especially when she was practically dry humping one of them not five minutes ago.

 

“Kagome, just what in the hell were you thinking?!” Inuyasha yelled at her. “Have you completely lost your mind?”

 

Kagome heaved a great sigh and looked at the brothers carefully. “Both of you better come back alive,” she warned them. She then turned towards Shippou, Sango and Miroku, and even Kikyo, blatantly ignoring Inuyasha's questions. “Would you guys like some tea? My hut isn't very far away.” Miroku and Sango nodded their heads dumbly; mouths still slightly open while Shippou's eyes were still being covered, while the undead priestess merely tilted her head once and followed after Kagome as she set off towards her temporary home.

 

Inuyasha watched as she all but stormed away and then turned quickly towards his half-brother. “You!”

 

“Me.”

 

“You keep your filthy hands off of Kagome or else!” the half-demon threatened again.

 

Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow in Inuyasha's direction and discretely placed his hand upon the hilt of Tokijin. He watched his brother warily, looking for any signs that he would try and strike out at him, and like clock-work, Inuyasha brandished his sword and charged.

 

The demon lord easily dodged the attack, having known all along that his brother could not help himself and would fight him as soon as his friends left. Sesshoumaru moved up and over Inuyasha and came down gently behind him with his claws readied with poison. Inuyasha spun around and barely had time to block a snap from Sesshoumaru's acid whip. The half-demon snarled viciously and growled low in his throat. “Why her?”

 

“Why not?” the demon lord asked too casually for Inuyasha's liking.

 

“Because she's human! Because she's a priestess! And because she belongs with me!”

 

“You hold no claim over her.”

 

“The hell I don't! She promised to stay by my side; not yours, mine! So back off! I don't trust you and I won't let her go without a fight,” he told the demon lord determinedly.

 

For a moment Sesshoumaru considered whether or not the girl was worth the trouble of fighting his brother no matter how effortless a fight it would be. However, as her lingering aroma reached his delicate senses he soon realized that he would not like to be without that scent when he so chose to have it. And as most knew, what Sesshoumaru wanted, Sesshoumaru got. Therefore, the thought of besting his brother for claim over the priestess, no matter how temporary, now appealed to him.

 

“I will warn you only once half-breed: you will NOT win.”

 

“We'll just see about that! Wind Scar!” Inuyasha slashed his blade across the sky and brought it down in Sesshoumaru's direction. It left a path of devastation in its wake; however, the demon lord was not a part of it.

 

Sensing immediate danger behind him, Inuyasha leapt forward and twisted around just in time to have his chest grazed by Sesshoumaru's deadly claws. Sesshoumaru allowed a small smirk to show at the sight of blood dripping down Inuyasha's shirt and cracked his knuckles. “Too slow.”

 

 

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Kagome served the occupants of her hut some tea while they all watched her carefully. She had yet to give an explanation for what they had witnessed when they walked into the clearing, and it did not appear that she would be offering the information any time soon. Shippou's eyes had been covered by Sango's hands through the entire spectacle, so he was fidgeting endlessly trying to figure out just what everyone had seen. No one had yet spoken a word, but everyone could feel the inevitable comment looming closer at the tip of someone's tongue. Finally, it was Sango who spoke, but she did not ask the question that all were hoping she'd ask.

 

“So Kagome…your hut is nice.”

 

Kagome looked up from pouring her own cup of tea and smiled brightly at her friend. “Thank you so much Sango! I've been working really hard at making this place comfortable. I planted the flowers out front, patched all the holes in the walls; I even made the curtain for the window. Oh! And when I first got here I scrubbed the floor and walls, and cleaned out the fire pit.” Kagome's chest puffed out a little with pride; she was damn proud of all the work she put into this place, so she was happy someone had said had noticed.

 

The others nodded their appreciation for all of her efforts. They could see that she had made herself at home here; it was almost unnerving, how comfortable and at home she seemed in this little village. If they were not mistaken, she seemed almost…happier here than she did when she was with them. That was not something any of them wanted to consider.

 

“Um, Kagome?” Miroku said hesitantly. When Kagome looked over at him, he took a deep breath and continued. “Would you please inform us as to what we all stumbled upon in the clearing? It certainly was out of the ordinary.”

 

Kagome sighed and resigned herself to her fate. She knew there was no way to get around answering their questions, but she wasn't so sure she was ready to enlighten them all yet as to what had been transpiring between she and Sesshoumaru. “Look it's kinda a long story. I-”

 

“What happened in the clearing?” Shippou finally asked. Kagome blushed a deep red and bit her lip.

 

“Uh...you see. I um…Sesshoumaru and I have been spending a lot of time together and uh…”

 

“Do you like Lord Sesshoumaru, Kagome?” Shippou asked curiously.

 

Smiling a little while her blush darkened, Kagome nodded her head and answered, “Yeah, I think I do.”

 

The group once again fell silent at Kagome's admission. Sango couldn't believe that sweet little Kagome had been wrapped provocatively around Sesshoumaru in the clearing, but to hear that she actually had feelings for him too?! It was just so much to absorb. Miroku seemed to be taking it all in stride. He knew that the relationship between Kagome and Inuyasha had been stretched thin for a while now, so it was only a matter of time before Kagome moved on and allowed her heart to mend itself.

 

Kikyo had said nothing throughout the ordeal, but was feeling very content with the way things were working out. As much as the girl was a thorn in her side most of time, she did not want to have to once again remind Kagome of her status as her reincarnation. That only made the fact that Kikyo was dead more real. No one would want to be reminded of the truth that their “existence” on earth was a charade, and Kikyo was no different.

 

Upon walking into the clearing where Kagome and Sesshoumaru had been engaged in their passionate acts, Kikyo felt a substantial weight lift off of her shoulders. If Kagome did not care to be in a relationship with Inuyasha, then it would not be a huge debacle to take him away from her when the time came. She did not thrive off of other people's suffering, she did not care to cause other's sufferings either; but she felt entitled to her wants and needs, and what she wanted was Inuyasha; what she needed was to take him to hell with her, to take him with her when next she left this plane of existence for good.

 

“Kagome,” Sango stated worriedly. “Isn't Sesshoumaru dangerous? I mean, he's tried to kill you before…and Inuyasha. Doesn't that tell you what kind of demon he is?”

 

Kagome dropped down to the floor and leaned back against the wall. “You don't know how many times I've asked myself the same questions,” she said as she sighed again. “But, I don't know…he's different now. He's done nothing harmful to me, he's even saved me; you all were there to witness that. He's been a silent protector in a way since I've been here. I used to think that he was emotionless, and even though he still kind of is, it's…it's like I can read him better.”

 

Sango, Miroku, and Shippou each shared a knowing look before taking sips of their tea. Kagome watched them and smiled. “What have you guys been doing? Any luck with Naraku's whereabouts?”

 

With the conversation turned to a less debatable topic, the group soon felt at ease around one another again. Naraku was something they all despised, that they all could agree on; he needed to be found and destroyed. Sango, Miroku, and occasionally Shippou, shared their tales of the past few months and their travels. Every now and then their eyes would drift to Kikyo who was gazing distractedly out the window of the small hut, seemingly ignoring their conversation. Soon they would have to talk to Kagome about the undead priestess joining in on their search, but right now was not the time.

 

As an hour passed by, Sango was having a more difficult time keeping Kagome's mind off of Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru, who both had yet to return to the hut.

 

“I shouldn't have left them alone,” Kagome mumbled forlornly under her breath.

 

 

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Inuyasha lay gasping for breath, sprawled out on his back at the end of a trail, made by his body, in the dirt. His hair was matted with drying blood and his arm felt as if it had been broken in three different places, but still he would not back down. There was no way in hell that Sesshoumaru was going to take Kagome away from him, not if there was anything he could do about it.

 

Sesshoumaru walked over to where the half-demon was laying and stood imposingly over him. There was no emotion on his face when he looked down at his younger half-brother, but inside he was slightly impressed with the fight that he was putting up against him. Sesshoumaru was not without any cuts and bruises. Even he, a well trained and highly skilled fighter, could not always get away in time to completely avoid the wrath of his father's sword that Inuyasha now wielded. His shirt held dried bloodstains and there were noticeable gashes upon his legs and arms. However, through all of this, Sesshoumaru knew himself to be the winner.

 

“It would be wise of you to recognize your better, half-breed,” Sesshoumaru told him. He watched as Inuyasha slowly raised himself onto his elbows and glared at him with malice. The half-demon's face contorted with pain, but still he did not surrender.

 

“Fuck you Sesshoumaru! Stay away from Kagome!” he yelled before spitting blood on Sesshoumaru's boots.

 

Sesshoumaru wanted to shake his head at the stubborn boy in front of him. Did he honestly enjoy being beaten within an inch of his life? Inuyasha was a fool to think that Sesshoumaru would give up his right to the young priestess; she was not claimed and therefore was fair game. “It is a dangerous game you play, brother. Heed my warnings and spare yourself this humiliation.”

 

“No chance…in hell,” Inuyasha panted out as he lifted himself from the ground onto his wobbly legs. He sought the aid of his sword as a crutch and forced his head to rise in order for him to look his brother in the eyes. “You can't take her away from me.”

 

Sesshoumaru had heard enough. He had tried to be fair in his fight, opting to not reach for his sword even while Inuyasha had held no such reservations. He would not lower himself to explain the relationship between him and the priestess for even if he did, Inuyasha would not listen. The demon lord held a small amount of pity for the half-demon at this point, knowing that he would walk back to his friends a defeated warrior.

Raising his right hand, Sesshoumaru nodded once to Inuyasha and then backhanded him with enough force to send him crashing through a couple surrounding trees. It was enough to render him unconscious at last and Sesshoumaru turned away and headed towards the small village. He knew there would be no welcoming acceptance, though he needed none anyway, and that when they learned of Inuyasha's defeat this day he would, in all likeliness, lose his favor with Kagome.

 

However, Inuyasha had learned a valuable lesson, as well as he. In some way or another, the young priestess was worth fighting for, and no matter who it was fighting for her, no one would back down lightly. Sesshoumaru knew this with every fiber of his being. He had become one of the many who held the girl in high esteem and he knew now that he would fight to stay in her good graces, if only to be able to speak with her once in a while.

 

The demon lord snorted at his own thoughts. He was no better than his brother to now allow his emotions to control him. He would respect his relationship with Kagome, but he would not become a sniveling fool; he was too strong for that. That was what his brother was and he was now lying somewhere in the forest, unconscious and bleeding. Making his way closer to the hut he and Kagome had shared a few times, Sesshoumaru waited just outside for Kagome to notice him; he would not endure the idle prattle that the humans engaged themselves in on a daily basis, nor put up with the tongue lashings he was sure to receive.

 

True to her nature, Kagome soon stepped out of the hut and graced him with a small smile. “Is everything okay? Where's Inuyasha?” she asked quietly, her voice full of concern.

 

“The half-breed is alive, though someone should tend to him,” he told her emotionlessly. Kagome nodded and was about to go do just that when Kikyo stepped out of the hut. Kagome stopped in her tracks and got an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach when she looked at the undead priestess. Kikyo lifted her chin and seemed to be standing a bit taller when she spoke.

 

“I will tend to Inuyasha's wounds; I have done so for a while now since I joined with him in his search.” Kikyo looked at Kagome's reaction and then at Sesshoumaru before she addressed her reincarnation. “You may stay here with your company.” With that, she walked towards where Inuyasha was, leaving behind a miffed Kagome.

 

“I…she…how can? I have been taking care of Inuyasha for years and she joins up with them for a couple months and thinks she now automatically Inuyasha's caretaker? We'll see about that!” Kagome spout out and once again began to walk only to be stopped by a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and was surprised to see that it was Miroku who had stopped her progression. “Wha…?”

 

“Kagome, it's okay. Kikyo's actually coming along nicely and allowing her to tend to Inuyasha has been helping her to let go some of her anger and hatred. Inuyasha doesn't seem to mind the attention either,” Miroku explained as nicely as he could. He didn't want her to get her feelings hurt if she were to go to Inuyasha and he turned her away. After the entire episode they had witnessed between Sesshoumaru and Kagome, Miroku was fairly positive Inuyasha would do just that.

 

“So you guys are just okay with her now? I mean, you trust her being alone with Inuyasha while he's vulnerable?” Kagome asked hotly. “She's told us many times she wants to take Inuyasha to hell with her and you are both okay with this?”

 

Sango had stepped out of the hut early in the conversation and was now ready to defend herself and Miroku. “Kagome, it's not like that. I for one don't trust her, but she hasn't done anything lately to make us think that she has bad intentions toward our group,” Sango said as she walked up to stand next to Miroku and put a hand on his shoulder in support.

 

“I'm sorry guys, but I can't believe I'm hearing this. I've always been the one to take care of Inuyasha. Granted, I haven't been around you guys for a while, but you're here now,” Kagome said. She knew she sounded like she was whining, but Inuyasha was her best friend; one that she had done so much to protect emotionally, and now he was relying on someone else to help him.

 

The silent demon lord had heard enough. “Be glad that the whelp is being tended to,” he said in a deadpan voice laced with a hint of envy.

 

Three heads turned in his direction and Kagome lowered her eyes to the ground in defeat. Inuyasha no longer needed her and it was apparently something she was going to have to learn to live with. She had been so used to being the one he depended on in his time of need, not that he would ever admit that.

 

“Okay,” Kagome said dejectedly. “I guess that's all right then; as long as he's getting taken care of.”

 

Sesshoumaru had observed Kagome and her reactions to being replaced by the undead priestess. He was not really surprised to see that she was upset; she had been attached to his half-brother for quite some time and was now cast aside. Or so it seemed. However, even knowing this, it still did not help ease the slight feeling of jealousy that had embedded itself in his gut. She had yet to really speak to him, only to ask if Inuyasha was all right, even though he obviously sported a few very distinguishable cuts and bruises himself.

 

He mentally shook his head. Women were such fickle creatures. He had fought a battle, however miniscule it was with his brother, for her and she said nary a word about it. No congratulations, no thank you's, no admonishments…nothing. Not that he wanted her to fawn all over him; no, that wasn't it. Just some recognition would have been appreciated. Sesshoumaru straightened himself up to his full height and flicked a strand of hair over his shoulder.

 

Sango elbowed Miroku in the side, willing him to say something to lighten up the mood. Fortunately, he understood his cue and did so. “Well, I for one am famished. Is there perhaps a place we can get something to eat?”

 

Kagome looked at Miroku as if she hadn't heard him at first, but then her face lit up and she smiled. “Of course you guys, I'm so sorry! Come inside, I've got some things for dinner.” Miroku and Sango walked back into the hut and before Kagome stepped inside she turned back to Sesshoumaru. “Aren't you coming?”

 

“Hn,” was all he said as he stepped briskly into the small hut. Kagome had just enough time to step out of his way, lest he run her over and she huffed.

 

“What's his problem?” she mumbled to herself before entering.

 

 

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Kikyo ventured further into the woods surrounding the village with silent steps. She had been waiting for Sesshoumaru to return from the fight, knowing full well that he would come out the victor of the skirmish. As much as Inuyasha tried, he would never be able to best his brother; not the way he fought so recklessly. He allowed his emotions to control him and every warrior knew that to be successful, one must detach themselves from the cause of battle.

 

She supposed she was an expert at detachment now, having been reborn into a half life she did not desire, having to face the problems she thought she had long since left behind. She felt as if she were wandering through life as merely a pawn. Though, she rationalized, that was exactly what she was. A pawn brought back from her eternal rest intended to serve a crazed witch with an unhealthy desire for power.

 

Kikyo sighed as she walked into the clearing in which Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru fought. Her thoughts had carried her well away from Kagome's hut and its occupants and now she looked upon the devastation caused by the two brothers. She shook her head slowly; all of this over a girl who was not even from this world. A girl that would, more likely than not, disappear once the Shikon Jewel was restored and taken care of. Why all of this for her? What made her so special as to be able to attract the love of all people around her? Was she not her reincarnation; where were these feelings for her? Why did Inuyasha continue to hold her at arms length, when fifty years ago he was ready to die for her?

 

The undead priestess took in the debris around the area with a seemingly uninterested face and continued on her way. There was a clear cut path that Inuyasha's body had made during his flight by Sesshoumaru's hand, and Kikyo was able to follow it easily to where he lay. She shook her head lightly at the sight before her. Inuyasha was propped against the trunk of a tree with his hand firmly around the hilt of Tessaiga. His breathing was regular, though he had yet to acknowledge her presence near him.

 

She walked up to him and kneeled gracefully by his side. With a gentle hand she stroked his cheek and he looked up slowly at her. He thought at first that it was Kagome that had come to take care of him, but he realized quickly that it was Kikyo come to tend to his injuries.

 

“You sparring with your brother leads to naught,” Kikyo told him lightly. Inuyasha snorted and leaned his head back against the tree. He closed his eyes in pain when his head hit a little too hard, but otherwise said nothing. He was trying to let all that had happened sink into his brain. He walked in to Kagome and Sesshoumaru doing things that he never wanted to see, he got his ass beaten by said brother and also subdued into the ground by Kagome, and now here he was, fighting not to lose consciousness being aided by a person he loved, but not by the person he wanted to see right now.

 

“I suppose Kagome's fixin' up the bastard,” Inuyasha said more than asked. Kikyo said nothing even though she knew otherwise. When she had left to see to Inuyasha, Kagome's attention was definitely not on the demon lord. Even when she had walked away from the group she could here Kagome's protests about her going to help.

 

However, even knowing this Kikyo said nothing, choosing instead to let Inuyasha believe what he wanted to. In the end, having this wedge between them would only aid in her attempts to take Inuyasha with her without a large confrontation. Between Kagome being found in the arms of Inuyasha's hated half-brother and now Inuyasha's thoughts that Kagome had chosen Sesshoumaru over him, the day when she finally was able to have her revenge should go smoothly.

 

“Do you not wish for me to be here?” Kikyo asked him. Inuyasha's head snapped so that his eyes met hers and his ears flattened against the top of his head.

 

“Of course I want you here. It's just that…” Inuyasha sighed a little and took her hand in his. “I want you here Kikyo. I'm glad you're with me.” He pulled her forward and gently kissed her lips. She reciprocated and they shared a tender moment before she pulled away.

 

“We may stay here for the night if that is what you wish,” the undead priestess told him. Inuyasha thought about it for a moment. He could either stay there with Kikyo and heal from the battle or he could spend the night glaring at his brother every time her got near, or even looked at, Kagome. Opting for once to use his brain instead of listening to his injured pride, Inuyasha settled himself a bit more comfortably against the tree, but leaning slightly onto Kikyo's shoulder.

 

“We'll stay here, I don't wanna see Kagome hangin' all over that bastard,” he grumbled.

 

Kikyo nodded her head in acceptance to his wishes and scooted closer to him. She gently guided his head to fall into her lap and they both stayed like that through the night, neither of them speaking again.

 

 

 

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From within the confines of his stronghold, Naraku tried desperately to suppress his mirth. The sight that Kanna had been so kind to show him had him clutching his gut in amusement. The fools didn't need him to ruin their lives; they were doing quite well on their own. If he hadn't been incapacitated trying to separate the personalities of his latest incarnation, then he would have taken advantage of Inuyasha's prone position. As it was though, it was taking a lot more energy and time to create four different beings out of one, than he expected.

 

Sending Kagura would prove to be fruitless and unentertaining. She had recently been prone to stealthily evading his orders and it had become tiresome. Soon he would rid himself of her, once she exhausted her usefulness to him. As it were, he still had a few tasks that he needed her for so she unknowingly eluded her demise for the time being.

 

A sharp stab of pain hit him and the unexpectedness of it made him scream out a dark, boiling shriek that reverberated off the walls of the stronghold. He panted as he overcame the painful sensation of yet another piece of him being ripped from his form. Two out of the four beings he had been working on creating were solidifying in front of him now. It had taken weeks for them to come to form, but finally he was making some progress.

 

Spasms continued to wrack his body as the last of the attached flesh broke free of him, and his eyes shined brightly in the dark as he observed the first of four personalities gained its own body. It stood up, reaching to its full height before stretching his new limbs and cracking his knuckles.

 

“Hukio,” Naraku called out to him. The being now known as Hukio turned towards his master with an emotionless face. He took a slow once over of his new master and wanted to blanch in disgust. This…thing couldn't have possibly given him life. No one that had enough power to birth someone as strong and mighty as he could look like such a monstrosity. It was an insult to his entire being.

 

With contempt showing clearly in his eyes, Hukio turned away from Naraku in search of an exit. Naraku narrowed his eyes at the incarnation and sneered at him in anger.

 

“Hukio! You will not turn away from me; I, Naraku, am your creator and also hold the lives of your brothers and sister in my hand!” He waited for the incarnation to stop his advancement before continuing. “It would be prudent to do as you are told; otherwise you may find yourself once again a part of my body.”

 

Hukio said nothing as he turned to focus his gaze on his master. A victorious smirk overcame Naraku's face when he saw that his newest creation was not going to protest anymore and took a seat on the wall opposite him. “Your siblings should be along shortly; Ikkaku is already separate from me and is merely gaining his strength. The others are not far behind.”

 

The incarnation looked to the side to see the form of his younger brother still writhing haphazardly on the ground. He could not do anything as of yet, but soon when he had all his siblings, Hukio would rid himself of the foul creature known as Naraku. There would be no stopping him once he gained control; he could feel a foreign power resonating from Naraku and it was of incredible strength. It had immediately drawn him in, and Hukio knew if he could just get his hands on whatever was giving off such an enormous energy, he would rule over all. First thing was first, however.

 

“What am I?”

 

“You are an elemental demon of course. Your powers lie in your ability to manipulate the four elements: air, water, earth, and fire,” Naraku explained. “If I do say so myself, you are quite possibly my most impressive creation yet. You will serve me well.”

 

`Not likely,' Hukio thought to himself. The stronghold was once again shrouded in silence as Naraku and his `son' sat and prepared for the others' conception. There was much planning to do before his brothers and sister came to be; he would need their assistance in taking down Naraku, but he was sure that with their help they would succeed. He made himself comfortable against the wall and was well prepared to play the waiting game. Soon all the power would be his.

 

Soon.

 

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Inuyasha is NOT a happy camper! His jealousy is going to get the best of him and we just know he's going to put his foot in his mouth! Thank you for reading; please feel free to review and rate it's always appreciated!