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So Cold	By : convictpanthress Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 4219 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Ancient Language *this section will only continue to get longer*

Yomuro- young or little one

Disclaimer: See first chapter dear.

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Thou shall bow before the power of thy Dog
Part I

Black began to conquer the violet hues left from the setting sun as night took charge. Ice blue eyes watched lightning and thunder rumble in the distance as the wind threaded through unruly black hair. She looked more like her father, exclude the silver hair; creamy light olive skin, lithe muscular build even for a child around the age of seven, and calculating. About the only thing she had inherited from her mother were her quietness and her large heart.

�Yo,� a deep but light hearted voice greeted her. Blue eyes shifted and smiled up at the red haired male who sat down on the boulder beside her. �How did your first day of training go, yomuro?�

Shrugging, the child scooted over a bit for him. �It was alright, Reno. Rude taught me how to hold a gun properly!� her liquid eyes glistened with glee.

Reno smiled down at the child shortly before his finely sculpted brows furrowed. �What did you do with Mr. Kosumaru, yo?�

He watched as the raven haired child looked across the grassy plain with a distant look in her eyes. �Oh�Father taught me the rules of swordsmanship; he said that I may become as good as Big Brother had once been before he left to continue training in Italy.�

Green eyes narrowed as Reno stared off at the dark storm clouds in the distance. �So, Sephiroth, comparing her to your last toy; and never telling her that Cloud was exiled from the Clan.�

All senses where on the child as she lifted herself from her seat. Reno watched as she walked out into the grass. He felt the purple haze of his partner�s aura come up from behind him. Standing up, Reno and Rude followed the young cub.

The silent bald weapons master and he had been partners under Sephiroth Kosumaru�s name for a good part of their lives. And upon late, they had become bodyguards and mentors to the young child Kagome Strife. Personally, Reno knew Kagome�s pain when she had to leave her brother; having grown up with Cloud, he too missed the other Lycanthrope.

Finely, but hardly noticeably, tipped ears twitched moving a strand of blood red hair. The normal silence of the earpiece Rude kept flared to a quiet life. Reno saw out of the corner of his eye as his partner tapped the piece, and grunted. Stepping forward, the werewolf called to the youngling.

�Yo, Kagome! C�mon, it�s time to go!� He reached out, giving a smile of trust. The child giggled and caught his hand and one of Rude�s gloved ones.

They kept their senses open as they talked to her; Reno noticed that even Rude was being quite a chatty Cathy. :: Yo, bad, eh?:: The werewolf opened a link to his partner.

:: Yes,:: the Vampyre answered. :: Be on guard.::

Rolling his eyes at the blood sucker�s short answers, he glanced down at the girl. :: �Gome?::

:: That is uncertain at this time. However, their death is our first priority. The cub�s safety is momentarily aborted.::

Green eyes narrowed, showing the slight anger he felt about that order. A soft growl rumbled in his chest.

The wind rustled the long grass. The scent of danger filled the area; lightning struck the ground in the not too far distance, sending trembles through the earth. Reno bent down on his knee to stare the untrained Lycanthrope in her eyes. �Yomuro, Rude and I need you to go hide in the woods over there, yo.�

Intelligent ice eyes stared back out at him. �Is something wrong Reno?� At his nod, the girl turned, asking no further questions and sprinted towards the gathering of trees not too far off and proceeded to hide herself in the branches of one of the largest.

Reno stood casually beside his Vampyre partner, and waited as three large black SUVs made their way to them. The vehicles parked a good distance away. The werewolf squinted lightly and tipped his chin back a bit, tapping the electric metal baton on his thigh.

Both creatures looked at each other from the corner of their eyes�only for both to shrug. Vampyre adjusted his stance, and covered a snort with a cough, while werewolf placed his baton behind his neck, held on to it with both hands, shifted his weight to his left and smirked.

�I heard,� Reno started, quite loudly as people began filling out from the cars, �that the Ryuu�s got their asses kicked by a mere pup�yo. And by the looks of it, he whipped their sorry asses too, yo.�

A ripple of anger was shared among the group of twelve or so people. Most were clothed in all black, like ninja, only their eyes exposed. All but three were dressed this way. They approached; the leader, dressed in a white tux, had peach tanned skin, azure eyes with straight, stringy black hair that held a tint of forest green. He was a youkai of the old, Ryuukotsei leader of the fading Ryuu Clan. Two henchmen flanked the demon that missed six feet by a couple of inches.

�You, werewolf, should watch your insolent mouth. Your adoption into the Lycanthrope Clan seems to not have disciplined your smart tongue.�

Reno�s smirk only widened into a challenging, cold grin. �Perhaps that�s why Mr. Kosumaru allowed his mate to re-raise me in their Clan, yo.�

A vein could be seen pulsing in the dragon�s forehead.

�This is Lycanthrope land, why are the Ryuu�s trespassing. You very well know that Mr. Kosumaru will not be happy with you Ryuukotsei.� Rude spoke, hands clasped in front of him, watching as the black dressed demons began making a semi circle around them.

A crazed look appeared in the eyes of the Dragon Lord. �Where is she?! Where is the girl?!�

Muscles tensed. This was not going to go down well. �Ms. Strife is no one�s business.�

�She will be mine. Mine! MINE YOU HEAR!!!! Power�beauty�youth!� Eyes crazed, he began telling what he would do to her once he got his claws on the child.

�You sick pedophile!� Reno growled, blood seeping into his eyes, fangs and claws elongating. He leaned down, readying to ambush. �You will never touch her, yo!�

�Yes, I will! Oh, yes I will!� Ryuukotsei turned to one of his flunkies. �Get the boy.�

Reno watched as the bodyguard pulled a struggling child from one of the SUV�s. He couldn�t have been anymore than nine summers; but then Reno knew that demons aged slower than any other mythical creature, much unlike Vampires, werewolves and Lycanthropes who quickly reached their prime before they stop ageing.

Scruffy moon silver hair, flashing golden eyes, twin magenta stripes on his cheeks that were also mirrored on his wrists. White fangs sank into the soft skin of the man�s forearm, squirting a stream of blood on his porcelain face.

�C�mon you filthy bastard.� The youkai growled, while dragging the resisting boy towards his boss. Once the Dragon Lord grabbed a hold of the titanium collar around his neck, the silver haired youkai began growling at the demon that held him captive.

�You will listen to me, boy!� Ryuukotsei roared, shaking his pet roughly. He pulled the child in front of him, facing his opponents.
*~*~*

Reno watched out of blood eyes as the dragon roughed the boy around. The werewolf could find no fear coming from the child, but more of rage bordering insanity towards his captor. Eyes of reason narrowed on the silver collar around the slender neck of the young demon. �This must be the pup that was rumored to have given Ryuukotsei such problems�in public no less, yo.�

Tipped ears twitched as he saw the dragon lean toward the child, whispering words that were lost to the wind before they could reach him. Bestial eyes narrowed dangerously, seeing the crackles of dark maroon youki snapping around the child. Wind gently blew, shifting the stringy hair of spun silver, revealing the crescent moon set upon the child�s forehead.

:: No�:: Reno could hear the thought from Rude, mirroring his own. Both so shocked, their mental barriers between each other crashed. :: Can�t be�::

*~*~*

Ryuukotsei waited until he was sure the boy was calmed down from his fit. Bangs spun from the light beams of the moon settled once again, covering the symbol on his forehead, casting a shadow over eyes that still burned with the raging bonfire of his demonic soul. Leaning down, the dragon laid his thumb on the clasp of the collar, he whispered to his dog.

�Get �em.�

A deep frightening snarl erupted from the chest of the boy.

The collar came off�

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A/N: Yeah, this chapter is longer. I hope people like it, took me a while�sheesh. Anyway, I�m kind of disappointed that a reviewer asked me what role our dear Lord Sesshomaru would partake; it just tells me that my summary was not good enough. Though, after this chapter, it should be very uh�noticeable.

The person who figures out where I got my idea will have the next chapter dedicated to them. When you send in your review give me the time and the date of your review. No cheating guys.

I hope at least that I�ll get more reviews. *sigh* This is hard work, you know.

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