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Chapter 15
The next morning Kitana rose early; the sun was
only starting to color the horizon in hues of orange and pink when she decided
she had lingered long enough on her branch.
Her sleep had been agitated. For some reason,
she had been plagued by dreams of a giant ogre with red eyes and huge teeth,
and she spent the night fleeing from its grasp. As much as she needed her rest,
she would not regain any strength if she only had nightmares.
Beside, something else had been on her mind:
Sesshomaru’s sword. The guy had saved her life and in exchange, he lost his
favorite blade. She jumped out of her tree and started walking to the beach,
intent on retrieving it.
Two pairs of golden eyes were trained on her
back as she approached the water, and then plunged. Realization hit Sesshomaru few
minutes later when she did not emerge; in a flash he was gone after her, swimming
as fast as he could. His efforts yielded no results though, as she was far gone
when he first reached the water, and all he could do was watch the light play
on her black form as she swam back to him, then past him, carrying his sword.
By the time she came back everyone was awake
and in a battle stance, thanks to Inuyasha. His Tetsusaiga shined under the
morning light as he waited for the possessed sword to force Kitana to attack
him, as it did with its creator Kaijinbo.
When Kitana finally set foot on the beach, she
felt that something was utterly wrong. Every fighter on the beach had his eyes
trained upon her as if she was a threat, and the tension and anxiety in the air
was palpable. She turned around to see if a demon could have followed her,
provoking the defensive attitude of the travellers, but all she saw was
Sesshomaru as he came closer to her, his furs and the bottom of his pants
floating in the water.
“My sword.”
He extended his hand, palm up, never letting
his eyes off of her. She sighed, before handing him the weapon.
“There it is. I didn’t play with your toy,
don’t worry. Just bringing it back where it belongs.”
When the blade changed hands, a collective sigh
was heard and the nervousness of Kagome and her friends subsided, replaced by a
wave of relief. Not quite understanding what happened, Kitana looked at them,
then at face of the taiyoukai who was looking at her with an almost puzzled look
on his face.
“By the way… Did you know that this sword is
abnormal? It is full of energy; something like an ill intent came to me when I
touched it. If I believed in ghosts, I would say it is possessed.”
That being said, she turned her back to her
companion and walked up to the beach.
Inuyasha and Sango still eyed her warily when
she approached, although she didn’t hold the evil blade anymore. Sango was, by
nature, a suspicious woman when it came to accepting new friends in her circle.
She had a strong family sense, born from fighting alongside her father and
family against youkai for years, but the treacherous ways of most youkai had
made her highly wary of them, especially when they seemed to win the trust of
people easily; these were the most dangerous kind.
To Inuyasha’s senses, something was off about
Kitana and he couldn’t bring himself to trust her, no matter how many times
Kagome would sit him for his suspicious attitude. Every time she looked at him,
he had to fight back shivers and a strong instinct to flee. He was not a coward;
no one should have this effect on him, especially not a female, even more a
female travelling with his half-brother. His sibling could probably smell his
fear, and Inuyasha couldn’t stand it.
“Well, we might has well start the fire and eat
now that we are all awake!” cheered Kagome, her fear as she saw the demonic
blade between the hands of the black creature all but gone. “Miroku, why don’t
you go with the kids to gather some wood and pick whatever is edible in there?
The earlier we leave, the faster I’ll be home for my test!”
“Of course Lady Kagome, of course! Come on
Shippo, Rin; let’s see who would bring the best food!”
The monk left them, with the children in tow. Shippo
was a competitive little fox and even though Rin was good-natured and didn’t
see the point of competing against one she now considered a friend; she obliged
just to make him happy.
Sango finally let her attention wander away
from Kitana and turned toward the green-clad priestess.
“Kagome, do you still have your soap? The guys
can take care of the fire and the food. It would be good to be clean for once,
after those days of travelling. I think I can still smell the gore of that
horrible massacre on me.”
“Of course Sango! I grab my bag and I join you,
I think there is a bay further up the beach that would be perfect!”
Kitana looked at the departing girls, happy not
to feel the eyes of the slayer on her anymore. Being under such an intense
scrutiny was definitely not pleasant, and yet there was still one of them unwilling
to let his guard down.
“Hey, you two, cut the crap will ya? Tell me
how the girl could touch your sword without being affected, bastard.”
She straightened and gazed at Inuyasha,
insulted to be talked about like she was not present.
“Hey, I spoke to you! Do you want me to get an
answer out of you with my Tetsusaiga?”
Sesshomaru couldn’t care less about the boy; he
was also interested in how her companion had been able to bring back his
Tokijin without side-effects. Truth be told, when he reached the beach he
expected to have to knock her out of consciousness to take back his prized
possession. He had been very surprised to see her handing him back the sword,
rather than jumping at Inuyasha’s throat to follow the orders of the sword’s
malevolent aura.
“This is none of your concern, hanyou.”
He tried to turn toward Kitana but was stopped
by the white fang of his father, then by the boy who wielded it. Slitting his
eyes, he turned his head slightly to stare at his sibling.
“I won’t repeat myself.”
“Shut up you moron! I know something is not
normal with her, I can feel it. Why are you carrying her around, you want to
use her to steal my sword? She isn’t affected by demonic swords, isn’t she? Tell
me what wicked plans you have in store for her, for they won’t work on me!”
On these words, Sesshomaru unsheathed Tokijin
and clashed it against Tetsusaiga, pushing as hard as the hanyou could push
back, while staying perfectly calm and collected.
“I told you to stay out of this, Inuyasha.”
“Like I would!”
Kitana was astonished. She had felt the
pressure building in the air since the meeting of the two brothers the day
before, but she had no idea they could come to a real physical fight. The
dog-eared boy was certainly brash and violent, at least in his words, but
seeing him as he attacked his sibling with no provocation was a shock.
Sesshomaru’s behavior was also shocking to her.
Having sparred against him numerous times, she did not recognize his style in
this fight; or rather, she recognized it too well. For he used to act in a
similar way with her at the very beginning of their partnership, when all he
wanted was to humiliate her, to make her feel like she was not worthy of
breathing the same air as him. He had changed his way quickly though and toward
the end she believed that he respected her as an opponent, especially when she
could surprise him with a move he was not prepared to face. But this… This was
not at all like the Sesshomaru she had learned to appreciate. This was even
worse than what she had gone through to earn his respect. He was literally
destroying the boy’s self-esteem.
Before her eyes, Sesshomaru was toying with his
brother like he was nothing but a small bother, a kitten one could remove with
the back of a hand. He used Inuyasha’s anger against him, making sure that the powerful
swipes of the young hanyou met with dirt or air, sidestepping at the last
moment or worse, moving so fast no one could see him before he reappeared right
behind his opponent. His fur pelt was put to use too, as he wrapped its end
against the boy’s ankles to try to make him stumble and fall.
Sesshomaru was not even fighting for real; he
was pushing away a persistent insect. The taiyoukai was not angry, contrarily as
when he fought against her; countless times she had provoked his ire and faced
his wrath as the consequence, but it wasn’t even the case here. He was bored by
the behavior of his sibling, utterly bored, and he had other matters to attend
to. Feeling his growing irritation at the persistence of the hanyou, Kitana realized
that it was not a good omen. She had not been the victim of this trait of
character, but she could very well see how this fight could end: Sesshomaru
didn’t endure boring or annoying beings that stood in his way. He simply destroyed
them.
Although she did not particularly care about
the fate of the young, bad-mouthed boy, Kitana felt she couldn’t simply let him
die; she had only started to make something similar to friends here, and she
would for sure loose them all if he was to die under her eyes. The boy was a
very strong warrior, with great stamina and a resistance to pain that she
considered suicidal considering the number of open wounds he was sporting at
the moment, but he was also very important to the heart of the priestess
Kagome. She would not make Kagome suffer if she could help it.
Looking at the fierce attacks Inuyasha was
unleashing upon his brother, Kitana was thinking fast about how she could
intervene without seeing them both turn their wrath upon her. Inuyasha was
intent at killing or wounding his sibling, and Sesshomaru wouldn’t accept it if
she was to save Inuyasha from him. Either way she was done for. Unless she
could disarm Inuyasha, the fight would go on.
Suddenly, as Sesshomaru’s fur was trimmed a
little on the edge by a swipe from the massive white sword, she realized that
she had known the solution all along: Kagome. Kagome would be able to stop
Inuyasha without getting hurt in return, and Rin loved her too much for
Sesshomaru to seriously harm her in retaliation. He would probably smirk at the
humiliated hanyou before turning his back to him.
Frowning in concentration, Kitana scanned the
area to locate the girl when she froze. Something was definitively not right.
In two quick steps she was right between the clashing brothers, making Inuyasha
stumble to avoid hurting her.
“What the fuck are you-“
“Where are the kids?” she interrupted, worry
filling her eyes. Inuyasha’s words died when he understood what she was talking
about and Sesshomaru relaxed his fighting stance, his attention focused on
anything but them; his nose was delicately sifting the aromas on the air.
“Have you forgotten, wench? They went with the
monk to find some firewood and food while the girls are bathing in a cove
nearby. They will be back soon, the food won’t cook itself without their wood
and they are very hungry!” he answered, trying to go round her to continue his
“argument” with the taiyoukai.
Kitana surveyed the area once again, sensing
further in the woods for the well known energy signature of Rin.
“No, they are not. Miroku, however…”
With that she stepped away from the siblings,
reaching the east side of the beach where it became one with a small pier.
Followed closely by Sesshomaru, she jumped on the pier that overlooked the cove
where Kagome and Sango where finishing to clothe themselves and waved her hand
at the water, her eyes glowing a deep golden.
A ball of water emerged from the lake and,
following Kitana’s movement, flew quickly between the trees that surrounded the
little bay. At the same time, an outraged scream came out from the girls when
they realized that both Sesshomaru and Inuyasha where into view, quickly
followed by a “sit boy”, a “thump” sound and another scream, coming this time
from the woods. It happened very fast and before Kagome and Sango realized it,
a very drenched and pitiful Miroku came out of the cover of the woods.
In her fury, Sango didn’t know if she should
throw her Hiraikotsu only at the monk or if she should include the dog brothers
in her swipe. A moment before she decided, Sesshomaru’s voice stopped her
momentum.
“Monk. You were supposed to stay with the children.”
Miroku didn’t know what was the more
mortifying, being soaked in water that didn’t exist moments before, being
caught at peeping on the girls or being addressed by the cold taiyoukai with a
tone that allowed no excuse. Swallowing his pride and trying to appear as if
nothing was out of the ordinary, he answered while looking at his closed fist
he held near his chin.
“Sesshomaru-sama, Shippo and the young Rin are
under the watchful eyes of Jaken and Ah-Un, picking up some wood for the fire.
I saw, erm, bigger logs around here that they couldn’t carry anyway so I left
them to come and… investigate… erm…”
“See? I told you. Feh, monk, you should learn
to conceal yourself when you-”
Inuyasha never had the time to finish his
phrase as he was knocked on the head by a solid bone boomerang and then,
slammed on the ground be a well-placed “sit”. Both irate women were now beside
him and had to vent their anger one way or another… Sesshomaru and Kitana,
however, did not pay attention to the antics of the young travellers. The dog
youkai had already left the scene, following the scents of his retainer and
dragon steed. Kitana was following closely, trying the best she could to locate
the energies of the kids but failing miserably. Soon enough though, two other
familiar presences appeared to her senses: Jaken, who was slowly sitting
himself on the forest floor with an impressive bump beside his little hat, and
Ah-Un, whose consciousness had yet to return. Around them, the leaves and
foliage were burned but the trees themselves did not caught fire, the damage
seemed to be very superficial.
Upon seeing his master and his companion, the
little kappa could do nothing but burst in tears, crawling on the floor in a
pitiful attempt at saving his life.
“Lord Sesshomaru, oh my Lord, oh my Lord,
please punish this lowly servant of yours for his inaptitude at protecting your
most precious ward from her kidnappers, oh please Sesshomaru-sama do as you
must oh great Lord who-”
Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku and Kagome arrived on
the scene just as a black, bony appendage found its way around Jaken’s neck and
lifted him off the ground, effectively stopping his blabbering. Everyone but
Sesshomaru was now scrutinizing the kappa and Kitana then relaxed her grip on
the small creature just enough to allow him to inhale some air.
“What happened, Jaken? Explain!” she asked with
a cold and fierce voice. It was only then that Sesshomaru returned his attention
to his two companions.
“Her scent stops here. Rat demons were here
recently though.”
Inuyasha looked at his brother and then bent on
all four, sniffing the ground intensely in the woods around them. Jaken was
more nervous than ever, submitted to the intense and malevolent gaze of Kitana
who never left his face. He shook his head and tried his best to recall what he
saw without passing out from his fear of her reactions. While he spoke, Kagome
kneeled beside the large Ah-Un, stroking his heads, helping him to come back to
his senses. He was also sporting large hematomas right behind his muzzles at
the back of his heads. Whatever demon did that, it was impressive for Ah-Un was
a formidable opponent.
“We were attacked my Lord,” Jaken said trying
not to look at Kitana in the eyes. Sesshomaru was frightening, but much less
than the creature who threatened his life at the moment. At least his Lord got
some level of authority upon her that could maybe save the kappa’s life if he
was humble enough to beg for it. “Rin and the insolent fox child were abducted
by some foul creatures who managed to evade your lowly servant’s Staff of two
heads. They subdued Ah-Un and I quickly; there must have been a lot of them to
do that. Surely they came from the sky as I did not see them coming at all! Oh
what a shame it is that they took your ward under my very nose, I don’t know
what to do to redeem myself oh my Lord!”
As Sango was about to climb on a transformed
Kirara to survey the area from the sky, Inuyasha came back. “It’s just as the
prick said, their scents are gone. Not taken to the air or elsewhere, just
gone. As if they vanished.”
The drenched monk was in deep thoughts, and
soon his serious and concentrated look could be found on the face of everyone.
It was a great loss, but the worse was not the loss of the children, but the
loss of their abilities to help them. Feeling powerless was not something they
were used to at all.
A tiny scratching sound coming from the ground
underneath their feet became audible, growing slowly in intensity. Ah-Un
reacted by standing up quickly, shaking his heads and looking intently at the
ground. The group surrounded the noisy area, swords, arrows, staff and claws at
the ready. Kitana released Jaken who ran behind a tree, and then came back
slowly, ashamed of his cowardliness when everyone else was getting ready to
fight. He grabbed his Staff of two heads and joined the circle.
It did not take long for a small mound of earth
to bulge from the middle of the circle, and then a strange looking creature
emerged from it. Faster than anyone else, Sesshomaru grabbed the thing by its
neck and pulled it out of the earth entirely, revealing the small, chubby body
of a rat demon. This demon was of a lower cast; even if he wore a loincloth he
was not humanoid at all. His body was covered in a dirty brown fur and he
sported a long snout with whiskers, huge yellow incisors teeth and a scaly
tail, but he was able to walk on his hind legs. And to talk.
“Don’t, don’t hurt me, please! I am a mere
messenger, here to deliver the words of my Queen! Don’t hurt me!” As the
pressure on his neck only grew and he realized the fierce looks and sharp
weapons of the beings that surrounded him, the disgusting little thing let go
of his bladder. Sesshomaru quickly released him, and the rat fell down right in
the smelly yellow puddle that pooled below him in which he immediately kneeled,
putting his face close to the ground in a low bow toward Sesshomaru.
“What is the purpose of your presence here,
rat?” asked Sesshomaru, looking down his nose at the pitiful looking rodent.
“Yes, yes, I will tell you, as I am a
messenger! A lowly messenger sent to you by my Queen!” said the rat. The
patience of everyone grew thinner, and as a hiss escaped Kitana’s lips.
Inuyasha tightened his grip on his transformed Tetsusaiga and sniffed the air,
frowning.
“The rat smells like Naraku!”
“Are you sure, Inuyasha?” asked Sango. “He
smells so much of urine and dirt…”
“I tell you Sango, this little shit met
Naraku!” he said angrily, now pointing his sword right at the shivering rat.
Everybody stiffened and looked at the rat with hardened eyes, even Kagome who
easily showed pity and compassion for the weak. Not this time, apparently.
“Yes, yes, I have, I have seen the great Naraku-sama!
I have met him! I am the servant of the Queen, and when he came to talk to her
and to grant her the shards of power I was there, right there, yes I was!”
Another hiss was heard and this time Kitana snarled
to the rat. The tension was immense, and the only thing that kept the small rat
alive was that he was himself totally powerless, sent only to deliver a
message, not to fight.
“Speak, rat! The great Lord of the Western
Lands, Sesshomaru-sama, has no patience for the likes of you!” shouted a very
angry looking Jaken. Although Sesshomaru’s features were calm and composed,
rage boiled inside of him and as it was often the case, his retainer was the
living example of whatever he was feeling inside. If what he thought was right,
Naraku had once again plotted to abduct Rin to get to her master. The hanyou
was really a cowardly and honorless creature and someday he would pay for his
incessant mingling in his life.
“Yes, yes! I speak! Yes! My Queen wants other
shards of power and she knows that your priestess has a lot of them! She will
exchange your young ones for the shards. Give the shards to me and the young
will be returned!”
Kitana saw red. She did not hold a personal
grudge against Naraku, after all he never really caused her harm; the recent
interventions of Kagura in her life were a small bother, and their purpose had
yet to be discovered. Now, however, it was different. The monster was
submitting the little Rin to a terrifying kidnapping by foul creatures and if
he imagined that she would stay neutral after such an aggression, he was
daydreaming.
“The children are not here anymore, they have
been taken far from here. Tell us where they are, and the exchange will be made
there. I want to see them before giving you anything.”
The rat gulped nervously. It was not going as
he hoped, but his Queen had told him this situation could arise.
“Yes, yes, I understand, yes of course. But the
child are far now, you are right, it will take you a very long time to reach
the place where they are held, too much time. They are already at our nest,
many days of travel away for you. We rats travel much faster underground than
you can up here, if you give the shards to me the child will be returned in no
time. Yes, yes they will.”
Kitana could see that Kagome and her group were
about to accept the rat terms, their feelings were still angered but resigned
at the same time. She looked at them hardly.
“Can’t you see that Shippo and Rin will be
killed as soon as you part with your shards, Kagome? If I had known you would
give them up at the first difficulty I would have kept the ones I gathered. Be
strong for the kids, if you want to see them again.” She reported her attention
to the rat. “We will follow you then, whatever time it takes we will go to your
Queen and take the children back in person. Don’t worry, you will get your
shards; as soon as we get Shippo and Rin.”
The tone of the pitch black creature let no
place for arguing. The rat saw how wise his Queen really was when she sent him
on this errand, and he remembered when she told him of what to do if everything
went wrong. He composed a resigned face and sigh, bowing to the black creature.
“Yes, yes. Yes, we will go, yes. We will go to
the nest. I will go tell my Queen of your decision so she keeps the child alive
long enough for you to reach the nest, and I will come back to be your guide.
Yes, yes.”
“No”.
It was Sesshomaru. Inuyasha and his friends
were tired of these negotiations Kitana and the taiyoukai were conducing with
the little rat, all they wanted was get Shippo back; however they couldn’t help
but listen to what was happening before them. The rat gulped again. His Queen
gave him no other plan to replace this one, and he was at a lost.
“No?”
“No. You will stay with us and lead us to your
nest. We will be departing now.”
The rat’s brain was working faster and harder
than ever, trying to figure out what to do with these informations. This dirty
little creature was a cunning one, clever enough to know when to appear dumb
and scared. He would be considered a traitor and punished by death if he
brought these powerful warriors at his nest without warning his Queen
beforehand. Finally, a plan formed in his head that would give his Queen enough
time to prepare her army for the fight against these guys. The end results
would be the same: the shards would change hands in favor of his Queen. With a
new resolve, he turned toward Sesshomaru.
“Yes, yes, you will depart right now. How wise
are you, how wise. But I need to go to my Queen as fast as possible or she will
think I failed; the boy and the girl will then be eaten as prey. I will go save
them and then come back to lead you just as you ask.”
“Hn. Tell us the direction of this hives, rat.
We will meet halfway when you return.”
The rat, although he was still kneeling, was
jubilant; everything would work out just to his Queen convenience.
“Oh great Lord, you are so smart! Yes, you will
depart right now, so you will be closer, much closer, when I come back to you, yes.
Go to the North-East, North-East, I will catch up with you later. Yes!”
That being said, he jumped back into the hole
he came from and vanished from the place. Kitana quickly kneeled down, placing
her hands on the ground and closing her eyes. Sesshomaru was about to turn tail
and leave toward the direction given by the rat when he distinguished a faint
glimmer of golden light coming from her half-closed eyes.
Sango and Miroku wasted no time; they jumped on
Kirara’s back as soon as the rat departed. Kagome climbed upon Inuyasha’s broad
back, and the five of them left to the North-East the fastest they could.
Sesshomaru was getting impatient to do the same, when Kitana spoke to him
without moving from her position, her head slowly waving from right to left.
“The rat lied. He is going straight North, not
to the North-East. And he is not that fast. He somehow moves right through the
earth, faster than we can travel even by flight, but not by much.”
She planted her hands deeper in the soil, and
waited for a moment before continuing. “I can also feel Rin and Shippo’s
energies through the earth. They are still moving, far from here but they are
certainly not immobile.”
“Where?” he asked. Kitana concentrated for a
couple of minutes before opening her eyes and raising, facing Sesshomaru.
“We can go north for a while, but I will need
to reassess the direction as they are not moving in a straight line at all.”
Sesshomaru nodded once and lifted off the
ground on his cloud. Jaken held onto his furs tightly and Kitana followed suit,
sitting upon Ah-Un saddle. They all took to the air and in no time they were
distancing the other group.
--
It was Sango who first noticed that Sesshomaru
and Kitana were straying from the north-eastern direction. After pointing them
to her companions, they all decided to follow the taiyoukai to Inuyasha’s
disappointment, for he was not pleased at all by their choice. He had had
enough of Sesshomaru for the rest of his life, yet the prick never seem to make
any strategic mistakes so with a “Feh!” he followed his retreating form, and
then his scent as he was moving much faster than them.
The sun was high in the sky when Kitana
directed her steed to a small clearing in the deep forest that they were flying
over. Sesshomaru followed her, making sure that she would not land right
amongst some bellicose demons of human soldiers, but his nose told him that she
had chosen wisely. The place was devoid of any signs of enemies, except if one
counted small songbirds as foes.
As he silently touched ground beside her,
Sesshomaru saw that she was already crouched on all four, her hands buried into
the soil. What she told him weeks earlier about how she manipulated the
energies of nature came back to his mind, and he admitted to himself that this
ability was useful, finally. He observed her calm stance and noticed small
details that betrayed her intense concentration. The muscles of her tights,
calves and arms, even masked by her clothes, were tensed and hard. The tip of
her long skeletal tail was swaying from side to side, much like a cat stalking
a prey and she was frowning, her brows delicately outlined by her simple tiara
and by the golden light that escaped between her half closed eyelids. After a
moment of serene contemplation, his impatience grew and took the best of him.
He started to think about how Naraku was once again trying to manipulate him
and then he listed the multiple ways in which he could make the hanyou pay for
his troublesome middling. Finally, his nose brought him back from his
reflections when the unpleasant scent of his half-brother assaulted it. Really,
even after his bath of the day before the hanyou still reeked. His attention
once again shifted to Kitana who emerged from her trance.
She rose slowly, painfully stretching her
muscles which had not yet recovered from yesterday’s battle. Some broken ribs
would need even more time to heal correctly, especially considering how
underfed she was, but there was no way she would confess that to Sesshomaru,
not at a time like this. She looked pensively to the North, and then sighed.
“They changed direction. Both the rat and Rin are
still on the move, but they are heading west this time. By travelling North-West
we should gain some ground but…”
“You will need to verify the directions later.”
“Yes.”
“Hn.”
On these wise words Sesshomaru once again took
flight, to the North-West this time. Jaken was holding on well, and Ah-Un
expertly followed them with Kitana on his back, fighting against sleep.
On the southern horizon, the silhouettes of
their followers were visible.
“Shit! Won’t the bastard ever stop for a break?
I thought that was it, but no! Here he goes again, heading further away from
where the rat told us to go! Still happy with your decision to follow him,
guys?” bitterly asked Inuyasha when his eyes finally distinguished the form of
his brother moving, once again, away from his reach.
“Inuyasha, even though you don’t believe it, I
am sure Sesshomaru cares for Rin. And Kitana was absolutely devastated by her kidnapping;
she will do everything to get her back. Rin is somewhere in the direction they
are heading, Shippo is with her, so we keep following them!” concluded a
worried, and weary, Kagome. Inuyasha was feeling really bad for he never
detected the presence of the filthy rat and as it was his job to care for them
all, the loss of Shippo was entirely his responsibility. For once that the
humans didn’t complain about the pace he set, Inuyasha stopped the nasty
remarks he was about to make about the inherent ability to care of his
half-brother and bounced forward. He was determined to be the one who would
save Shippo.
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