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Hello readers. This
is my first fanfiction in ….years, so please be
kind. It’s also my first Inuyasha fanfiction.
This is also based on another fanfiction,
written by CiraArana’s The Diary, which can be found here, http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2094550/1/The_Diary . It was very
inspirational to me, so I asked permission to post my version of the story. It’ll deviate from the original a few
chapters in, and take a different route from the original.
Anyway, as I’m sure you know, I don’t own Inuyasha.
The Diary
Light from the late afternoon sun cast a golden glow upon
the field. Spring had arrived very early
this year, earlier than anyone could ever remember, and the air was warming a
little more everyday. Winter colors were
being stored away as the Ume
blossoms and the Sakura blossoms fell together towards the earth. As the call of birds returning from their
pilgrimage to the south sounded across the field, an odd assortment of beings
broke from the tree line to walk intently to the little stream near the far
edge.
They did not match their stride in the lightest. The youngest of the quartet, a girl of twelve
years in a blue and yellow kimono, ran urgently across the clearing towards a
small stream. Her long hair whipped
behind her, falling out of the braid she now primarily used. The girl’s body, still growing and lanky, moved
with a grace born from forest life. She
slowed as she reached the near bank, calling in an unusually serious manner of
the presence of herbs along the bank and fish in the water.
The next was a rather gruesome creature, now only as tall as
the girl’s knees, which seemed to resemble a walking toad. He was struggling with the reigns of a
draconic mount, larger than any horse and two headed. It moved sluggishly and seemed to want
nothing more than to lie down and nurse its ghastly wounds. All along its right side were slashes that bled
slowly and painfully. One slice had gone
through the muscle in its front leg, causing it to limp woefully.
Bringing up the rear was a tall and magnificent demon. His skin was pale like moonlight, and his
hair, swaying weightlessly with every movement, shone as if made of spun silver. His demonic aura reached out across the
field, warning all strangers of the folly it would be to show themselves. Eyes of
pure gold gazed indifferently upon the scene before him.
The beast of burden soon reached the bank of the stream,
collapsing upon his good side and determined to never move again. The girl knelt near his two large heads,
crooning empathetically and scratching behind his ears. Grumbling, the toad dropped his staff and
began gathering the herbs needed that would only grow along the water. Soon the sounds of his discomfort rang out,
for the plant was not at all willing to part from the earth and had entered the
battle well armed. The demon sat himself under a nearby willow tree, whose new leaves dipped
down to caress the surface of the stream.
“Sesshoumaru-sama?”
The girl asked, worry evident in her newly deepened voice. “Will Ah-Un be all right?” She had asked this question many times before,
but in the five years she had traveled with the demons, she had never seen the
two-headed beast so injured.
“Ah-Un is capable, Rin.” The demon lord replied, exactly as
he had done every other time she had asked that day. “Jaken.” He called,
not bothering to direct his gaze towards the toad.
“Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama!”
Jaken shouted with his usual enthusiasm for all things related to his luminous
lord. His arms were laden with the necessary
weeds, his hands covered with scratches and sweat rolling down his bald
head. He seemed to exude fatigue, yet
upon the call of his lord, he had jumped to attention, his spine strait as a
rod.
“Boil water.” The lord ordered, his
voice perfectly free of emotion. He was
the epitome of self-control, his face as calm as a frozen lake.
“Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama!”
Jaken exclaimed, beginning yet another fit of rambling. “Of
course, Sesshoumaru-sama! That is exactly what this lowly creature
should have done. My tardiness is
shameful. I should have alread-”
“Jaken.” The lord said, his tone just as neutral as always. “Now.”
“Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama!” That said, he dropped his bundle near the
girl and began to rummage in the sacks tied to Ah-Un’s
saddle for a pot. Rin, wanting to do
anything she could, began to rummage for firewood. Partway through her search, she came upon a
half buried oddity hidden under some bushes.
It was worn, certainly, for it had definitely been lying under those
shrubs for quite some time. That was
hardly what made it so odd. It was a bag,
made of a material the growing girl could not identify. The yellow cloth shifted in her fingers like
leaves, and felt waxy like them too, yet it was certainly a fabric of
sorts. It had been sewn together like
fabric.
Rin had some trouble getting the bag open. The only way that it seemed possible was by
an odd metal contraption that looked disturbingly like teeth, cold, dirty, and
hungry. Rin was half afraid that it
would bite her, but she tentatively she reached out a finger, poking it while
holding her breath and nervous that it would attack her. Slowly she began to
relax when nothing happened. She examined the odd mechanism and
found that it would only open by means of a lever pulled across the teeth and
breaking them apart.
Inside was a collection of old paper, small leaves of it
that had strangely been stitched together on one side. It was bound between two pieces of
cloth-covered wood and appeared to be closed with a rusty, metal lock. Rin had never seen anything like it, but she
was finding that to be a rather normal occurrence today.
Abandoning her bundle of sticks, she picked it up, turning
it this way and that. The paper had surely
seen much better times, but seemed to still be in fair condition. She tried to open it, but the lock still
held, pursuing its purpose dutifully. A
look of frustration soon bloomed upon her face, her annoyance mounting. She really wanted to know what this strange
thing was!
“Sesshoumaru-sama!”
Rin called out, running back to him with both her bundle and treasure in
tow. “Look what I found!”
The demon lord lifted his eyes slowly without concern in her
direction. His golden gaze focused first
on the look of determination in her eyes.
It was a new look she had taken on as she soon approached adolescence,
one he was soon learning would foreshadow one of her odd moments of
individuality and rebelliousness.
Sesshoumaru nearly groaned at the sight of it.
He then focused on her discovery, his eyes hiding his
intrigue. His ward stopped just at his
side, breathless with her curiosity, and held out her find. The Lord of the West took it into his one
hand, careful of his claws, and examined it with seeming indifference.
Such an odd thing it was, his thought. He had never seen its like. Who would cut up paper then sew it
together? Surely it was easier to make a
scroll? And what on earth was this
strange yellow material? What plant or
creature had made it? His interest
growing, he easily broke the lock and flipped it open the cover to the first
page.
The
Diary of Higurashi Kagome.
Underneath was an odd assortment of words with numerous
characters lost to water damage. They
were labeled, as far as he could tell, as home address and te-le-phu-o-ne
number. What on earth was
a te-le-phu-o-ne and why does it have a number? And where on earth is To-kyo? The script was worn and parts of if were
damaged, but nonetheless, these odd characters couldn’t be because of
that. The writing was smooth and graceful,
clearly written with a feminine hand.
But it was in kanji, something that wasn’t taught to almost all
women. So, surely this must come from an
extremely noble lady, one of the highest class. But why would her diary be out here, and why
in such an odd form. *
Kagome…. That name was familiar. Yet he couldn’t for the life of him remember
why. He hardly kept up to date with the
coming and goings of the human nobility, so this lady’s name shouldn’t strike a
chord with him.
He turned the pages carefully until he reached the first one
that was legible. It was dated oddly. He recognized the month, which marked the
entry at around May. Odd characters
could be found within the entry, of which he had never seen the like. Perhaps
he had been away from his castle for too long? **
Dear Diary,
I’m so sorry I haven’t
written to you in such a long time, but so much has been happening lately I can
barely keep focused! I just finally
found the time to get away from everyone to clear my mind.
Oh, but I’m so glad I
was able to get away because I have so much to tell you! The last few days have been extremely
eventful! You see, after Tetsuaiga was broken,-
Tetsuaiga! Father’s sword! But why would it be mentioned in this diary?
- which
I already told you all about, Inuyasha had gone to Totosai-sama
to get it fixed. The old demon had used
one of Inuyasha’s fangs to repair it, but it made the sword very unwieldy. Inuyasha could barely lift it, and couldn’t
use the Kaze no Kizu at
all!
Inuyasha! How strange
that both he and the sword should be mentioned.
Sesshoumaru flipped the pages back to the title to reread the characters
for the authoress’ name. … Kagome… that
name was familiar… where had he heard it?
Clearly he knew now it must have been in connection with his foul
half-brother, but Sesshoumaru knew only a handful of the boy’s connections, and
only by scent.
Sesshoumaru took a whiff of the book, but it had been in the
wild for a very long time, years from the looks of it. It no longer carried anyone’s scent. Feeling the beginnings of irritation forming,
the demon lord returned to the page he had been reading and continued.
Because of this, he
was no longer able to hold onto his sword in battle, and was always in danger
of transforming. He was terribly guilty
about killing those bandits. But not
only this, Inuyasha was afraid that he would hurt all of us traveling with him.
Upon this sentence, Sesshoumaru’s recognition of Higurashi Kagome suddenly came to him in a flash. She was a companion of Inuyasha, a member of
his group who traveled exclusively with him.
It was the girl, the priestess that wore such strange garments! This was her diary! And, what she wrote of in this passage was an
event that the demon lord could remember happening five years ago.
Inuyasha had foolishly let the Tetsuaiga
be broken by the incarnation of Naraku, Goshinki, and
had succumbed to the demon blood that flowed within his veins. But he was a mindless demon, not worthy of
the power he possessed and certainly not worthy of the honorable blood of their
father. Sesshoumaru had defeated him,
while the girl, Kagome, had subdued him and returned him to his rightful
state.
As far as Sesshoumaru knew, the boy had the sword repaired
and went on his merry way. It seemed
there was more to the story. But to
think that he would learn this through the old diary of the boy’s wench.
“…milord?” Jaken inquired, bringing the lord out of his
musings. “The remedy you suggested is
ready, and we applied it to Ah-Un’s wounds. From the looks of them, they will take at
least a week or two to heal. I have also
procured nourishment for both the beast and the girl. Is there anything else this lowly servant can
do?”
“Do not disturb me.”
“Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama!” And with that, the imp scuttled off to the
other side of the fire that had been built while the lord pondered the
diary. As soon as Jaken sat, Rin shifted
near him and whispered inquiries about her lord and her discovery, but the toad
shushed her instantly. Jaken knew quite
well not to go near his lord when the demon spoke with that tone!
So, he went off by
himself to find Totosai-sama. I don’t know the details of what went on, but
Myoga-sama later told me that Inuyasha asked Totosai-sama to make the Tetsuaiga
lighter. After some quibbling, Totosai-san told him the only course of action.
Inuyasha would have to
use Tetsuaiga to destroy Ryuukossei,
a dragon that Inuyasha’s father had fought and sealed in a valley. Ryuukossei was
tremendously powerful, so much so that he gave the Inu-no-Taisho fatal wounds. But, by finally defeating the dragon, a task
that even his honorable father could not accomplish, Inuyasha would become
stronger than his father and be able to master the Tetsuaiga. ***
Is that so? How
irritating! To think
that the boy would have the arrogance to even attempt such a feat…
So, Inuyasha set out
to find the dragon, with Myoga-sama as his lead. He grumbled the whole way about how it was
cowardly to defeat a sleeping opponent, and how much more exciting it would be
if Ryuukossei was awake.
….the Arrogance…. A snarl formed on the lord’s face, a growl
edging upwards, ready to vibrate out towards the forest before Sesshoumaru
regained control of his senses. Really,
how juvenile of him to lose control over such a slight. The events the girl wrote of had taken place
years ago, and he was whining over it like a child!
Myoga-sama did his best to convince Inuyasha that such
a wish was foolhardy and would grant only his death, but we all know Inuyasha!
Indeed, Sesshoumaru thought, nearly rolling his eyes at the
boy’s antics.
While those two were
traveling, the rest of us were heading for Totosai-sama. We found him and were able to keep him from
escaping. Oh dear, but I think both he
and Myoga-sama have come to secretly associate us
with nothing but danger.
Smart of him, Sesshoumaru sneered.
Nonetheless, we were
able to get out of him where Inuyasha had run off to. Well, we were all concerned, because Inuyasha
can be quite stubborn and foolhardy, and especially so with anything that
concerns his strength. We knew he was putting
himself in tons of danger!
She says that as is if it were something new.
So, of course, we
began racing to catch up. Miles away,
even before we had entered the valley, we began to feel the aura of the
dragon. His power was immense!
Of course he was, for only the strongest of demons could
fell this Sesshoumaru’s Honorable Father.
This only increased
our resolve to find Inuyasha! It hardly
mattered that the dragon was sealed and helpless, because Inuyasha just has a
knack for leaping headfirst into trouble.
He just attracts it to him, the way a moth is lured to fire.
An accurate description of Inuyasha, yet she hardly mentions
the stupidity of his actions while luring
the danger to him.
And of course, our
worries were well founded. On the way
there, we saw dark clouds form on the horizon and we felt the dragon’s aura
increase tremendously. Oh, and to think
we thought him powerful before! We
increased our stride and along the way encountered Myoga-sama
fleeing. That’s never a good sign!
Sesshoumaru could feel the edge of his lips twitching, but
he quickly suppressed the smile before it could form. Really, though, that was just like the
cowardly flea!
He told us that Naraku
was there when they arrived. He had
released the dragon from his sleep and had set him upon Inuyasha!
Naraku! Now there was
a name the demon lord had not heard in some time. Sesshoumaru remembered the battle that had
finally destroyed the wretched being.
The memory of that event was much clearer than the one he was reading. It had happened only a year ago, in the
forest Inuyasha presided over. That
abomination had been a fierce opponent, pulling every foul trick he knew to
destroy his enemies. But his enemies
numbered far more than Naraku apparently knew, and he had been
overpowered.
Disputes over who had landed the final blow were still
discussed. Inuyasha, the cur, still
foolishly believed that he had defeated the atrocity. Sesshoumaru, though, was of the belief that
it was the priestess’ arrow that had done Naraku in. Yet, her holy arrow and boy’s wind attack had
landed at almost exactly the same time.
Human eyesight was hardly as good as his own, a half-breed’s hardly
better, and because he certainly wasn’t going to defend some wisp of a woman,
the rows continued.
Myoga-sama had warned Inuyasha to flee, but he would
hear none of it. Inuyasha said that
everything was much better now, because now it be a real battle. Oh, Inuyasha!
Really, how can you be so foolish!
Because he’s a fool, Sesshoumaru thought, completely serious
in his reasoning.
During the time
between when Myoga-sama fled and when we arrived, I
don’t know what happened, mostly because Inuyasha would never admit to losing.
Sesshoumaru smirked at the half-breed’s suffering, feeling
great pleasure at the account.
When we arrived, we came
across Inuyasha in a terrible situation!
He had lost hold of his sword and had transformed into a demon!
So he had transformed again?
Sesshoumaru sighed in exasperation.
Had he not warned the boy about such a situation?
I called to him,
begged him to turn back, but my words wouldn’t reach him. Instead, he jumped towards Ryuukossei, Tetsuaiga forgotten,
and injured the dragon. This was all
wrong, though! Inuyasha would never be
able to master the Tetsuaiga this way!
And yet he miraculously manages to overcome his blood and
master the sword, all without serious injury?
Sesshoumaru felt his annoyance growing at the thought of the boy’s
wondrous luck.
While fighting, Totosai-sama tried to leave, and very well tried to take me
with him! I wouldn’t stand for that
because I could never leave Inuyasha’s side!
I promised I would never leave him!
Such loyalty, Sesshoumaru thought sarcastically. She was
always by his side, though, now that the demon thought about it. Ever since he first encountered her, she was
always with the miserable half-breed whenever he encountered them.
But Totosai-sama said that there was no use staying, since
Inuyasha had chosen to fight as a demon.
So, I told them that they could escape if they wanted to, but I wasn’t
going to leave. I hardly cared if
Inuyasha had lost his sense of judgment, because I just couldn’t leave him when
he was battling for his life!
A shame she didn’t leave then, the demon lord thought. If she had, the cur might very well have
died.
But right about when Totosai-sama was about to let me down, Miroku-sama
pointed out that Inuyasha was acting strangely… well, strangely for Inuyasha,
that is.
Sesshoumaru felt his lips twitching once again.
He was moving slowly
towards Tetsuaiga.
He had decided to fight with it!
Inuyasha was fighting the demon blood in his veins, doing everything he
could. He truly wanted to fight with his
sword, and not as a mindless demon! Oh,
I was so proud of him!
How endearing, Sesshoumaru thought, disgust filling
him. Her warm sentiments for the
half-breed were truly vile.
But right as he was
about to grasp the hilt, Ryuukossei let out another
lightning attack aimed directly for Inuyasha!
Oh, my heart stopped! I was sure
he had died! We all were sure of
it! But as the light rescinded, we saw
Inuyasha who was holding onto the sheath of Tetsuaiga.
Oh, this is one of the smartest things
he has ever done!
Even mutts can be graced with luck.
He had done this
before when he fought the Thunder Brothers and had used his sheath to ward off
their lightning attacks. The barrier of
the sheath has always protected Inuyasha.
But the sheath wouldn’t protect Inuyasha a second time. Ryuukossei’s attack
was much stronger than any the
Thunder Brothers could muster.
Undoubtedly.
Just as Totosai-sama had told us this, the dragon let out another
attack at Inuyasha. He wasn’t prepared
for this one, though! Just when it was
about to hit, Miroku-sama unleashed his Wind
Tunnel. The power of Miroku-sama’s
curse cannot be extolled properly, the winds call everything into that
darkness. Yet the lightning attack was
so strong, that Miroku-sama couldn’t call it to
him! Nonetheless, he was able to
misdirect the attack, so that it missed Inuyasha!
The Wind Tunnel… Sesshoumaru remember that as well. It had been important in the final battle,
but not as a weapon. As the demon lord
remembered, it was a curse that grew worse every year. At that point in time, the curse was so
strong that the monk expected to die at any moment. He wouldn’t have dared use it in that battle,
but Naraku had other plans. He opened it
farther, so that even the rosary around the monk’s arm was no longer
effective. It had begun to pull
everything into its darkness, just as the priestess had said. In fact, it had begun to pull the priestess
in, as well. But as she passed over his
head, Sesshoumaru had reached up and grabbed her, pulling her back to the
earth.
She had given him such an odd look when he did. Her eyes had grown wide, and a rosy blush had
formed on her cheeks. Sesshoumaru
supposed she had been embarrassed by the whole ordeal. After that, the
priestess let her sacred arrow fly into the Tunnel, so that it would dissipate
the effects long enough for the monk to revive the rosary’s power.
We were so afraid for
Inuyasha, because how could he win against such a terrifying opponent? It had taken all of Miroku-sama’s
power… we could see the look of astonishment and fear on his face. So what could Inuyasha possibly do? He surely couldn’t use that Bakuryuuha, Tetsuaiga’s ultimate
technique. Inuyasha was struggling so
with the sword, he just couldn’t learn a new technique now!
Bakuryuuha… Sesshoumaru remembered
that, as well. It had come as quite a
surprise to him when he first saw it about four years ago. Both Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had been
fighting against a powerful demon, although they certainly weren’t fighting together! During the battle, the demon let out a fierce
energy attack towards the half-breed.
Sesshoumaru was sure the boy would be destroyed, but instead he cut the
attack with the wind scar, reversing the flow of the attack so that it rebounded
on the demon. The demon lord had hid his
surprise well, but rage had boiled over him at the sight of boy, so smug with
their father’s great sword slung over his shoulder. The cur hardly deserved such a magnificent
weapon!
But then Inuyasha
grasped the hilt of Tetsuaiga, and we could all begin
to feel his demon aura dissipating. He
then took a battle stance, Tetsuaiga transformed, and
his demonic markings vanished. We were
sure our Inuyasha was back, though, when gave this corny line about how no one
steps on his sword and lives to tell about it.
Oh, Inuyasha!
Corny, indeed.
As soon as he said
this, though, he nearly dropped the sword due to its weight. Inuyasha still hadn’t mastered it, yet, so of
course he wasn’t any better at wielding it.
… Nothing but a hopeless half-breed.
But soon after this, a weird pulse came out of
Tetsuaiga and it began to glow. Inuyasha then was able to lift the sword
easily! By choosing to fight with it,
instead of his demonic powers, he had begun to master the Tetsuaiga!
Was that really all it took?
The sword is too easy on him.
He then charged Ryuukossei and stabbed the dragon in the heart with the
sword. It was the worst wound the dragon
had received so far. We all hoped that
it would have been enough to kill Ryuukossei, but, of
course, we’ve never had much luck. The
dragon then began to send more lightning attacks at Inuyasha, but because Tetsuaiga was so much lighter, Inuyasha could dodge much
more quickly now.
That’s hardly going to do him any good. A battle was won with power, not footwork.
All of this dodging
wasn’t going to get him anywhere, though!
Sesshoumaru arched an eyebrow as he wondered at the girl’s
abnormal show of intellect.
I could see how
frustrated Inuyasha was, but during the battle, Inuyasha began to smell the
wind scar again. Although I wasn’t aware
of it at the time, the wind scar was different from before. The wind scar was no longer present because
of the shifting of two demonic auras against one another. It now twisted around the Tetsuaiga
itself.
Sesshoumaru wondered at this. He remembered realizing sometime ago in
battle that something about the Tetsuaiga was
different. He could feel it, but until
now he had never understood what had changed with the sword’s Kaze no Kizu.
As soon as he realized
this, Inuyasha was all brass and confidence again.
…Of course….
Ryuukossei then let out another attack at Inuyasha,
who then let out the Kaze no Kizu. The two met in midair and let out a great
explosion. We wondered if it had
destroyed the dragon, but it was to no avail.
He was still just as strong as ever.
Obviously, since the Wind Scar had hardly
been effective when this Sesshoumaru’s father used it.
Totosai-sama shouted at Inuyasha, telling him to
run. He told Inuyasha that he should be
happy he could wield the Tetsuaiga now, and I admit I
agreed with him. Totosai-sama
told us that only the Bakuryuuha would destroy this
dragon. Surely Inuyasha could retreat
and learn it later, then return. It
seemed like such a rational decision, but then again, I don’t think there’s a
single person who would call Inuyasha rational.
True.
Inuyasha just wanted
so much to surpass his father in strength.
Ugh, that boy!
That cur!
Just then, Ryuukossei
began to charge up for the strongest attack he had used so far! The air around him was glowing, and the rocks
around him began to disintegrate.
I can remember it
still, how the power pulsed over my skin, running through me so violently. The demonic aura had nearly made me sick, but
I overcame the discomfort.
Something a priestess should
know how to do, Sesshoumaru thought.
He was hardly impressed with her miserable display of strength.
Inuyasha then charged towards him, sword
raised. I wasn’t sure at all if Inuyasha
could withstand the attack Ryuukossei had planned for
him, for it was truly tremendous. We all
moved away so as not to be caught up in the blast. But this sort of thing would never have
stopped Inuyasha.
Why is that boy still alive?
When will his luck run out?
We all thought
Inuyasha was a goner. There was no way
he could survive such an attack.
Yet he obviously did.
Sesshoumaru did not understand why she kept saying such things.
But then, as it was
about to hit, something miraculous happened.
Inuyasha lifted his sword above his head and sent it down in a
terrifying arc. It seemed as if all the
elements themselves had merged into this one point, and with the release of
their power, whirlpools flew out towards Ryuukossei. They ripped the dragon into shreds and
shreds, till there was nothing left of him.
So that pathetic sap actually managed to do it? Was he even aware of it?
We could all see great
astonishment on Inuyasha’s face. I’m
sure it matched that on our own. We all
gathered around him to congratulate him, and then he gave Totosai-sama
a big pat on the back, thanking him.
Inuyasha asked what the old smith had done to the Tetsuaiga,
saying it was much better than before.
That’s when we all realized that Inuyasha didn’t have a clue what he had
just done.
... as I thought.
Totosai-sama told us in more detail how the attack
worked and then explained that the big trick about the whole technique is that
the person using it has to know where to cut.
The wielder’s aura must be stronger than that of his enemy as well. This all would have been very impressive if
Inuyasha had known what he was doing.
Indeed, but that was never going to happen, so it appeared
Inuyasha was fated to forever remain greatly unimpressive.
But, Inuyasha has a
god’s luck. When asked about using the Bakuryuuha, he just said in that arrogant sort of way that
all he did was use his nose and his instincts.
…a god’s luck… That is all he ever had…
Miroku-sama then said that Inuyasha should be very
happy, since he could wield the Tetsuaiga with ease
now. Inuyasha agreed with that! He pulled his sword out and used the Kaze no Kizu at will. It was quite impressive at first, but then he
began to do it over and over again, destroying the valley. It was really quite annoying, but also just a
little bit funny. He really looked like
a little boy with a new toy he wanted to brag about to everybody else.
Another accurate description.
But this was all
really quite dangerous! The wind scar
isn’t something you just throw around!
So, I sat him, and that was the end of that! Miroku-sama was quite
right when he said that one victory and Inuyasha thinks he’s invincible! Really!
Sesshoumaru truly had to use some effort to keep himself
from smiling at this. But the image of
the cur being thrown to ground, punished for his own foolishness, was far more
amusing than anything he had come across in some time. Sesshoumaru never said no to a chance to see
the whelp punished in such a humiliating way.
The girl’s sits were very entertaining, earning his approval. But her script of the event seemed so much
realer than the memory, so much more concrete.
Her physical lettering made it more vivid, and thus, far more amusing. Strange how this wench’s writing could be
more interesting than say… a battle.
As we made our way out
of that valley, a whole mountain of worry fell off my shoulders! All of this mess was now over! And to think it started because of some
simple demon. Just one bite from Goshinki, and a whole world of trouble fell upon us. Just thank the gods Inuyasha’s brother had
been there, though, to suppress Inuyasha, or this could have been Much worse.
Sesshoumaru perked up at the mention of his person.
Oh, and this is
another thing I want to tell you about… or at least, need to tell you about. … I don’t really want to. It’s so embarrassing, but my dreams… they’ve
gotten even better… NO, WORSE!
Definitely worse
…not better.
What on earth is she babbling about, now?
You see, after the
last time we… ah… met, my dreams progressed even farther into their little…
scenario. This time, he went even
farther, not just… kissing me, and … touching me… … well, he … oh, just get it
out, Kagome! He made love to me!
…What?
It was… oh, it was
amazing! I had really never felt so
alive before! My whole body was just a
vessel of bright, luminous feeling!
Every inch of me, my skin, my fingers, my lips, all of it tingled… and
trembled as his eyes, those strong golden eyes of his, swept over me, lost in the
passion he had inspired!
Oh, but this is
wrong! All wrong! I shouldn’t be dreaming of him this way at
all!
…What?
….She dreams of … the
half-breed? …And of procreating with
him. But why is she talking about
this. This all seems entirely uncalled
for and Sesshoumaru was starting to feel rather uncomfortable.
I mean, I know that
he’s… desirable. Any woman can see that!
…that cur?
He’s strong, and
handsome, and, if you have his loyalty he will protect you from anything! But, I suppose handsome isn’t quite the right
word for him… no it isn’t. He’s not
handsome… he’s beautiful. More beautiful
than any man should be!
Oh, it’s so
shameful! That even in battle, with so
much danger around me, surrounding him, and I’m distracted by his beauty! He moves so gracefully, though! Every movement of his is elegant and
precise. He’s the epitome of a warrior.
Does she truly believe such foolish things about that
boy? His movements in battle were hardly
precise! He blundered through battle,
surviving and winning on mere luck alone.
Why, she even said it before how the boy should be grateful for his
god’s luck. She surely must be blinded
by her affections! It wouldn’t be the
first time Sesshoumaru had seen a somewhat sensible woman turned into an utter
fool by love.
Just the way he uses
his sword, with such power, such control and expertise…
No, Kagome, No! Bad thought!
That was not the sword I was talking about!
Is that so? Though
Sesshoumaru, smirking. Really, how
interestingly her mind worked.
Oh, damn these
dreams! I use to be such a pure girl
before all of this! After we met,
though, I dream of him all the time! My
mind has become so filthy, much worse than Miroku-sama’s!
But, I suppose, one
can never control one’s dreams. That’s
surely an impossible task, whether undertaken by a great monk or a great
demon! So, if I cannot control my
dreams, then I shouldn’t feel guilt.
After all, if I could control them, I certainly wouldn’t dream of him!
Ah well, I suppose we
all have our own problems… mine are just a little more… embarrassing. Agh, I’m blushing
so much, I hate it! Well, this is all I really wanted to tell you for now,
Diary. Eventful week,
no?
Oh, I can hear
everyone calling for me! Got to go!
What a strange account, Sesshoumaru thought. It was certainly interesting! He now knew far more about the Tetsuaiga than he ever could have on his own. And it certainly confirmed the demon lord’s
opinion of the boy. As great a fool if
there ever was one! And really, is this
how the human mind worked? So cluttered
and disordered. The girl could barely
keep her thoughts strait. One second,
she’s giving a report on the defeat of Ryuukossei…
and then giving away the most intimate secrets she has.
But her affection for the half-breed was hardly secret! So how could she feel it was so shameful to
dream of him and… procreating. God, the
image of it…. How could any woman find that miscreant appealing?
…Was it shameful for the humans from… wherever it is she comes
from…To-kyo… to not be attracted to those they
love? How odd! But this was none of Sesshoumaru’s
concern. It was an interesting tale,
nothing more. Sesshoumaru held the diary
over the flames, no longer interested in the oddity. Before releasing his hold of the strange
artifact, he smirked once more over the priestess’ odd affection for the boy.
…And to think she mentioned it after recalling this
Sesshoumaru…
The demon lord’s eyes widened a heart-beat later with sudden
realization. He pulled the diary away
from the flames and quickly reviewed the passages involving the girl’s
affections. No… it wasn’t Inuyasha… It
did make sense because it wasn’t the boy at all…
Kagome hadn’t been writing of her hidden desires for
Inuyasha… She was writing of this Sesshoumaru!
Yay, first chapter done.
I want everyone who reads this to review as a stipulation!
You may have noticed some asterisks floating around. Those are sort of author notes full of
tidbits and personal opinions that I didn’t want to just throw into the middle
of the story and disrupt the flow. So,
here we go:
*I had two in this paragraph. First, even though I’m clearly writing in English, and am clearly and American who knows very little
about Japan,
I want my story to have as much of a Japanese quality that I can create. This doesn’t mean I’m going to throw in
Japanese words and sentences, because I hate it when people do that (…and then
don’t give translations). But, I’m going to try to break up words in a Japanese
manner and use Japanese ideas/thoughts.
So, for instance, Sesshomaru’s name is broken
up as Se-ssho-u-ma-ru. That’s how it’s spelt out in the Japanese
alphabet. Kagome is Ka-go-me, not Kag-ome (which is an English bastardization). That’s why I broke up telephone that way,
because basically Sesshomaru would be seeing an odd
combination of kanji he does know, but doesn’t understand why they’re
together. In all actuality, he probably
wouldn’t have been able to pronounce it because almost all kanji have numerous
pronunciations and he wouldn’t have had a clue which ones to use.
Second, there are three Japanese
alphabets. There is hiragana and katagana, which are both composed of 46 basic syllables
(each set having different symbols for the same thing) that each represent one
sound. Kanji, as everyone knows, is the
2,000+ alphabet in which each individual symbol represents a word. Katagana is
nowadays used when writing foreign words (so cake is ケーキ, pronounced keh-ki). Hiragana is nowadays used in conjugation and
sometimes words are spelt just using hiragana (for those who want to know, cake
in hiragana is けいき) . It’s the first alphabet any student learns. But this all started at the turn of the
twentieth century. Long before this,
women were only taught how to write in hiragana. It was the women’s language and even most noble
ladies were only taught hiragana. So,
while Sesshoumaru isn’t surprised at a woman who can write, because many women were actually taught how, he’s very
surprised at a woman who uses kanji.
** The odd characters Sesshoumaru saw were our
numerals. It’s fairly common now for
most Japanese to use our numerals instead of the kanji, so that’s what I had
Kagome do. Since Sesshoumaru’s never
seen them, he wouldn’t know what they meant.
Also, kanji has been evolving over time, so many of the kanji that
Sesshoumaru’s familiar with are considered archaic by Kagome’s point of
view. At the same time, many kanji that
Kagome uses didn’t exist in Sengoku Jidai.
***I know some people feel that Inu-no-Taisho is the name of Inuyasha’s father, but I’m of
the firm belief that this was just his title.
It literally translates as Dog General, which I think is more
appropriate as a title (any arguments about Inuyasha’s name will not be taken
into consideration).
I think that’s everything.
Please review and argue senselessly with me about my story and author’s
notes… please?
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