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Heart blood and soul
By : Misao
Category: InuYasha > General
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**Looks around** Guess what, even though you all must not have liked the last chapter at all, I’m still in a great mood. And ya wanna know why? CAUSE SCHOOL IS OUT!!!!! Whoop! Now I have to look forward to more in school starting next Monday and summer work for next year! Yup that’s right, I’m going back to school. Same thing I went to last year for any of you who were reading me during early July last year. Well enjoy the next chapter.

As for getting this out yesterday, well that kind of fell through because I found out my best friend was in the hospital and that did nothing for my mood. So I apologize and here is your next chapter a day late!

Thanks JEM46 for reviewing

Chapter 20 –Miroku, the deceased monk-

Naraku watched quietly from atop a tree as Inuyasha let out his pained scream, chuckling as his eyes raked over the group. He felt Kikyo tighten her hold around his waist, nestling her face into his chest, but he paid her no real mind as his eyes rested on the inu-youkai lying in Ookami’s arms.

Naraku figured it was Kaida, knowing she had switched bodies with someone. His charcoal eyes snapped from Kaida down to his mate as Kikyo touched his cheek. Kikyo’s amber eyes held a hint of questioning within their cold depths as she pointed her finger to where Miroku was standing, ready to get struck by Inuyasha’s kaze no kizu.

Naraku’s eyes narrowed as he watched tetsusaiga get lunged upward ready to unleash it’s ultimate attack until his eyes caught sight of Matsu slowly walking forward, his staff still clutched in his hand.

Matsu kept his gaze steady on the dead monk as he held out his broken staff, stepping ahead of Inuyasha. “No Inuyasha-san. I will kill him. If his true self is anything like grandmother, he would want to die.” Matsu let a small chuckle escape. “Besides, you have to save your energy to kill Naraku. Don’t waste it on a dead monk.”

Inuyasha nodded, taking a step back, his senses still trained on the forest, trying to find where Naraku rested. Inuyasha felt Kagome move closer to his body when he reached their group.

“Inuyasha, will Matsu be alright?” Kagome asked her mate as she watched both monks begin to cross staffs, neither putting any force behind the strikes as they measured the other up.

Inuyasha merely shook his head as he watched the two monks break apart, their breathing not as labored as it might have been had they been putting their full effort into it.

Matsu watched Miroku’s movements with a critical eye, trying to decide what would be the best way to attack the monk. Ofuda were out of the question seeing as his opponent was also a monk. So that left only Matsu’s fighting skills and some of his spiritual spells. While Matsu was trying to think of the best plan of attack, Miroku had already decided and had jumped up into the air, his staff raised above his head in a pose of attack.

Matsu had no time to dodge as his shoulder was hit, the dark energy surging through his body. The boy gritted his teeth as he swung his own staff upward, tearing Miroku’s robe at the stomach.

Miroku relented his attack out of pure surprise, his hand grasping the torn piece of purple fabric. The tear wasn’t all that long, and the broken part of the staff hadn’t even touched skin. Miroku relaxed as his assessments became clearer and the fact that he hadn’t been hurt sunk in. However the same could not be said for Matsu.

The younger monk had fallen to one knee, clutching his heart as he felt the dark energy sore through his body, infecting his system. Matsu felt his body slowly begin to weaken but he held onto what strength he had left and slowly he stood.

Matsu’s chocolate eyes met the violet of his grandfather and he flinched as more of the dark energy soaked into his body. His arm protested as Matsu slowly raised his staff back up, muttering a quick spell, causing a bright light to fly out of the head of his staff. <A/N: Wow that could be taken sexual>

Miroku watched in amusement as the light flew towards him and he raised his right hand, taking off the cloth that surrounded it.

Inuyasha gasped in surprise as the wind picked up around them and quickly shouted for everyone to get behind something. The inu-hanyou grabbed his mate and held onto her, sticking the transformed tetsusaiga into the ground and holding on as the kazaana began to pull things in.

Naraku watched with an excited look on his face as he noticed that Miroku was using his kazaana. He had implanted that feature into this Miroku because it was much more effective than any other attacks the monk had possessed in his former life. The fact that the saimyosho <the venom wasps> were no longer around allowed Miroku to use it more freely. Since the kazaana was now one of Naraku’s tools he had no need to poison it.

Matsu watched in amazement as his spell was pulled into the air rip before Miroku closed it with the prayer beads, sending a smirk towards the tense Inuyasha.

Though Miroku held no memory of anyone but Sango, somewhere in his heart he remembered Inuyasha. Naraku had mentioned the half demon as being his enemy, but as he looked upon the hanyou he felt that there was no way that Inuyasha could be an enemy.

Matsu noticed Miroku’s distraction and took a step forward, his body tensed for the attack. He took another step forward and swung his staff across and smiled as he felt it hit soft flesh. When Matsu opened his eyes he saw that the top of his staff had hit Miroku’s stomach, causing the other monk to curl up on himself to reduce some of the impact. Matsu concentrated and again muttered a short phrase sending a wave of his energy through the staff and into Miroku’s body.

Miroku flew backwards, the full power of Matsu hitting him directly in an unprotected area. Miroku felt his back connect with the hard ground and inwardly winced at the impact. His back arched as he tried to pull himself up, the muscles in his arms protesting the movement.

Miroku looked at Matsu who was breathing hardly, the dark energy still inside his body. Miroku’s hand went down to his stomach where a small amount of blood was leaking. It was probably from where Matsu’s spell had entered his body, and Miroku still felt the tingling effect as the spell did what it was suppose to, whatever that was.

Matsu looked up as Miroku rose, his violet eyes burning with the after effects of the spell. Matsu didn’t know how long it would be until the spell took full affect but until that happened he would have to stall.

Inuyasha watched as the fighting recommenced, the blows being exchanged as the staffs met each other with equal strength. “Matsu isn’t using his full strength anymore.” Kagome whispered into Inuyasha’s ear.

Inuyasha looked down at his mate, ignoring the fight for a moment to question his mate. “Why wouldn’t he be?”

Kagome continued to watch the fight, her blue eyes trained on the younger monk. “He put a spell on Miroku. I don’t know which one; he had said the incantation so quickly that I didn’t catch it. But I figure that he wants the spell to kill Miroku, not his own hands. He’s already killed one relative today, I’m sure he doesn’t want to kill another.”

Inuyasha nodded, not in understanding but in the fact that he had heard her. Inuyasha didn’t understand Matsu’s reasoning for not wanting to kill Miroku. The monk would rather die by his own bloods hands than live as a puppet of Naraku.

Miroku felt his body become weaker, his mind become fuzzy. He tried to continue to match strikes with Matsu but he was failing. Matsu’s staff caught the front of Miroku’s knees and they buckled, sending Miroku onto the ground. Matsu watched as light surrounded Miroku and the younger monk’s breath quickened in anticipation as the light became stronger; the spell he had used was beginning to take affect.

Miroku’s mind became foggy and he tried to make sense of everything that was occurring inside his mind. He tried to understand the pink thing he was driving with a girl held in his lap. He tried to comprehend the fights he was watching, the girls he was bending on knee in front of, the houses he predicted were possessed by ominous creatures. All this flashed through his mind, all memories that he had never lived through.

Naraku watched as his control over Miroku began to wane and he growled but he didn’t want to reveal his location just yet. He snapped his finger and motioned Rin to get out of the barrier. “Remove the beads around his wrist.” He commanded and nodded for Rin to move down.

Kikyo looked on in interest as Rin jumped across the trees before landing right behind the fallen monk. She looked up as Naraku closed his eyes, his mind weaving into Rin’s so he had full control over it.

Rin’s appearance had sent Sesshomaru into a state of defense. The youkai instinct inside him couldn’t understand why he couldn’t just go over there and ravage his mate. Why he couldn’t take his mate far away from this battle. His logic however, understood perfectly and so he stood back, his eyes riveted on her movements.

Rin’s body bent down next to fallen Miroku and as she reached out to touch him had to pull her hand back because of the pure energy going around him. Her eyes flashed onyx and Naraku’s voice came out of her mouth, cold and demanding. “Monk, what spell have you put on him. I am not familiar to it.” <A/N Not very Narakuish, but call it curiosity.>

Matsu closed his eyes as he turned to walk away. “You can’t counter it Naraku. It’s a memory spell. I gave your puppet all the memories of the old Miroku. Of my grandfather.”

Kagome blinked at the complicated spell. Even she didn’t fully understand the workings behind it. She had read about it in the future from the old texts books of her grandfather but she never thought it possible to pull off such an elaborate spell.

Naraku let out a growl from where he sat in the tree and almost knocked Kikyo off of his lap. His fist clenched as he reached out to control his puppet’s movements, but neither Miroku nor Rin would move. ‘What the hell? Am I becoming weaker?’ Naraku thought as Miroku slowly rose without his command, the violet eyes brighter and clearer.

Miroku looked around the battlefield his eyes coming to rest on where Sango’s body was demolished. His eyes connected with Inuyasha for a brief moment before he let his head drop, his body starting to shake with dry sobs.

All watched with sympathy as Kagome walked forward, trying to offer comfort to her friend. As she touched his shoulder, making him look up into her eyes. Rin’s inner-self was becoming stronger at just being in the presence of her mate and she slowly began to walk towards Sesshomaru, her hands ready to reach out for her mate.

At that moment Naraku took control of Rin’s body again and she shot back towards Miroku, her initial mission in the front of her mind. Her hands clawed at the pray beads that lay around Miroku’s wrist and Kagome tried to stop her, but to no avail.

Kagome gasped as the air around her slowly began to suck in, the beads around the kazaana breaking to let the air rip break free. Inuyasha’s eyes flew open and he ran forward, his arms wrapping around Kagome and pulling her to safety before she was sucked in.

Matsu however was not lucky enough and was slowly getting dragged towards Miroku because he had not moved from his spot. Miroku tried to move his hand upwards, away from his friends but Rin’s grip on his wrist held his hand steady. Sesshomaru growled as he allowed his instincts to kick in and he shot forward, grabbing Rin and pulling her off to the side, allowing Miroku to move his hand towards the sky, away from his friends.

Sesshomaru shot a glance to his brother and shouted. “Someone kill him! Before Naraku finds a loophole through the spell and takes control of him again! The pray beads are broken, and if Naraku gets control of this monk who knows how long we will last!”

Matsu sat in shock as he watched his grandfather scream in agony, the air rip getting wider. He couldn’t move and could only watch as Inu-Kana, Ryu and Shippo both ran forward, slicing at Miroku so that his death could be as painless as possible. As Miroku’s life slowly began to drain, the air rip started to drain and as the last of the spirit left his fake body all that was left of the air rip was a hole through the dead body’s hand.

Kagome rushed forward and hugged Matsu, knowing that the boy had just lost the last of his family. She could understand what he was going through, it was the same as when her grandfather had died, and then her mother, and still she lived on.

Matsu refused to let anyone see him cry and so he pulled himself away from Kagome’s embrace and walked to where Ookami was standing, still holding the sleeping Kaida. “I, I will heal her.” He muttered as he reached for Kaida. “Tha- That way she will be able to be awake before the final battle.”

Ookami shook his eyes. “No. You are hurt. The dark energy still runs through you. You need to get it cleaned out of your system. You are the one who needs to rest.”

Matsu nodded slowly and sat down, holding his head in his hands. “Make sure my body isn’t hurt. Alright.” Ookami nodded in agreement as his eyes became glued on the actions of Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru looked down at his mate, who was fighting in his strong grasp and closed his eyes, willing that what he knew was inevitable wouldn’t have to happen. As Rin’s claw cut the side of his face he sighed and let her go, allowing her to flip out of his hold and fall into a fighting pose.

Inu-Kana swallowed and took a step forward but his uncle’s hand on his shoulder stopped him. Inuyasha shook his head and pulled the boy back. “This is a mate’s fight. Let your father handle this.”

So as everyone fell back into place, leaving the fighter’s room; Inu-Kana had to watch helpless as both his parents fell into a fighting stance, unsure as to where this fight would lead him.

“Dad, please don’t kill Mom.” Inu-Kana whispered helplessly as he watched his mother strike forward. “Please.”

End Chapter

This will be pretty long so let me just say this, sorry for making Inu-Kana seem helpless, but hey see it from his position. Secondly, the next chapter should be out sometime next week. Now read the author’s note!

A/N: PLEASE READ THIS! I’M BEGGING OF YOU! Alright, now that I have your attention, I want you to know that if this fight scene sucked, guess what that doesn’t mean my writing is bad. I just don’t write fighting all that much. So why have I set myself up for about 5 chapters worth of fighting? Because I want to improve. Sure I could ask my brother who is totally into sparring and writes fight scenes a lot better than me, but he has his own style and it’s different than my style. So what I want from you, as a reader is to tell me how I can improve.

The way I write is basically imagining the fight and trying to describe it so it will kind of be like a movie in your head. I would like to know what you would like to see/hear so it would be better and much more fluid. I figure this chapter might have sounded kind of choppy and I apologize but it won’t improve without you telling me how I can do so.

So take about 2 minutes out of your time and just tell me how this could be better. It’ll make the next couple of chapters more bearable, because advice or not I’m going to write the next chapters. So if you want to see changes in the fight scenes tell me now so I can know what to do. And leave an email address if possible so I can ask questions, cause guess what… I’m an idiot and sometimes need to people to spell this kind of stuff out for me.

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Heart blood and soul	By : Misao Category: InuYasha > General Views: 1723 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.

Heart blood and soul