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Rise Of The Shikon Miko	By : golden_eyes_hypnotize Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2628 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the characters herein. I make no money by this writing. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people is all in your head.

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Chapter 2
Looking through the enchanted mirror, the half demon watched the object of his obsession for the last 32 years, taking a long drag on his cigarette before exchanging it for his vodka and cola.   His luck couldn’t get any better; it was as he always told her: no one would ever love after what he did to her. What she didn’t realize—and still didn’t—was that he was placing the bands of a curse tighter around her every time he spoke those words. She does like to try, though. Her latest attempt at romance had been doomed from the beginning, though it took a year for her to realize it. It ended spectacularly and as usual, and of course, she started binging again. When his little girl was foolish enough to believe someone cared for her, she was able to stop binging and lost weight, but it was never for long. He couldn’t have picked her boyfriends any better than she had! The little bitch had even married once, though it had boiled his blood at the time, convinced that that fat, insecure idiot loved her, and when he confessed he cheated on her the week before they were married with an underage whore in the red light district of Amsterdam on his business trip there (of course he waited until after they had said their vows and were back in their hotel room preparing for their wedding night to tell her!) she actually tried to make the marriage work for two years before his insecurity turned into obsession and abuse, ultimately ending the relationship.
He had only been a monk turned dark monk at the time he formed the spell to curse his own flesh and blood, but now he was a powerful half demon, having sold his blackened husk of a soul to a spider demon in exchange for what he desired most of all: power. This desire was his reason for everything he did to the girl over the years: it made him feel powerful to hurt her. And hurt her he did. He delighted in every tear; he loved scarring her beautiful creamy skin. Making her bleed when he savagely took her made him wild. And as long as the curse stayed in place, he could siphon her pure energy from her, making him more powerful, no matter how far she ran from him.

Crooking a finger at his little demon pet, Kanna, who was forever trapped in the body of a child, he watched as she obeyed and walked closer, placing her mirror on the bedside table before crawling up to sit in his lap. Though he found her soulless gaze unnerving, he was not without a good imagination and his favorite fantasy was the memory of his little slut, Kagome.   He smiled wickedly as he said the incantation to disguise his little pet as his favorite toy before wickedly putting his cigarette out on her exposed thigh. He grinned cruelly as a single tear fell down from impossibly blue eyes that looked vacantly up at him.

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He didn’t remember walking away from her, but suspected his brother had likely dragged him away as they were once again standing in the storeroom facing each other.
“So…that was pretty rough, huh?”
Though the hanyou was prone to over exaggeration, Sesshoumaru was surprised and grateful for his tact at this point. He was at a loss for how things went so wrong so fast. He had never faced rejection before and was completely dumbfounded. That is, until the boy’s scent of guilt reached him.
As his brother’s eyes narrowed on him, he backpedaled across the wide expanse of the room. “Hey now, don’t look at me like that. I only told Kagome the truth: you are an asshole to me and always have been an asshole to me. And she loves me so—,” he was cut off with a gurgle as deadly claws met his throat and he found himself slammed into the wall with feet dangling.
“She what, half-breed?” He seethed into the hanyou’s face as he clawed helplessly at the daiyoukai’s wrist in an attempt to free himself. “You have a mate. You will tell me what your relationship with the miko is or I will melt your neck from your body.” To prove his point, he allowed tiny drops of his poison to flow from his claws, both he and his beast relishing the smell of burning flesh. Crimson swirled in his narrowed eyes as he glared at his prey.
“Stop…it…damn…it. Fuck…ing…let…go!” he croaked out past the incredible force holding his throat as he continued to claw uselessly at Sesshoumaru’s wrist and upper arm. “She’s…my…friend…damn…it!”
He was released and fell to the floor with a thud. Sesshoumaru watched disinterestedly as he gasped for breath and waited impatiently for an explanation, using that time to reign in his offended beast.
“She loves me because we’re best friends. Something you apparently don’t understand.   Well, tough shit, because if you want anywhere near her, you can’t keep fucking acting like a prick. She loves me and Shiori and Dad and Mom like family and you have no fucking idea what that girl is like when someone messes with what she considers hers. No joke, that girl is scary when she’s crossed.   Now I’ve thought about this and for Kagome’s sake I’m willing to help you because I know what can happen if she denies this thing between you and that girl has had enough pain for 100 lifetimes but you seriously need to change. Kagome and I are best friends for life, I’m not going anywhere, and if you break her heart I’ll be the one picking up the pieces again and you won’t just have me to answer to, but Dad, too.” Silence reigned in the room while Sesshoumaru contemplated all that had happened today as Inuyasha took in the bloody mess of torn muscles and skin that was his brother’s right arm, “Truce, ok? Now let me wrap that thing so you stop bleeding all over the floor.”
Sesshoumaru sat heavily on a waste can with a, “Hn.” He was so deep in thought he barely felt his brother gingerly re-aligning the pieces back where they belonged and covering his wreck of an arm with gauze.
Inuyasha was wiping up the mess on the floor when he heard, “What can happen if she denies this Sesshoumaru?”
Blushing, his hand found the back of his neck and he had distinct trouble meeting his brother’s eyes but managed, “I think you are better off asking Dad.”
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