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To Protect the Alpha Female	By : Sylean Category: InuYasha > General Views: 10682 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 7: To Excite a Demon’s Beast

After Kagome’s arrow destroyed his body, nearly ending his life, Naraku became aware of the immense threat she brandished against him. He derived an enemy she would not be able to kill, and sent the boy Kohaku after her life. The priestess would never kill the boy, especially since his death would cause her friend such misery at her brother’s demise. He placed the boy in their path and released his control to gain their trust. Then he sent demons after them, causing Kagome to flee into the forest to get the child to safety. It was in this isolated location that he commanded the slayer to kill his biggest threat. “Kill her, Kill Kagome,” his voice echoed in the boy’s mind. The young slayer raised his blade, but the strike was not lethal. Somehow, he was resisting the suggestions. “Kill her!” His voice held a certain urgency, but his words were not being heeded, it must be her purity, that sickeningly holy aura she is surrounded by, it must be weakening his hold over his slave. “Kohaku, kill Kagome! Kill her!” Her companions would be arriving any second; he needed her dead before then. But he failed, and Sango made pursuit after her brother. “Curse you, Kagome, I will end your life, one way or another.” She was just too dangerous to his existence to allow her to live.

A deep, echoic voice resounded around Sesshomaru and his entourage as he sought out an ancient ally of his father’s; this ally should have the information he sought about Inuyasha’s blood, “Welcome, I have awaited your arrival, Sesshomaru.”

“So, you say you knew I was coming, did you, Old Bokuseno?” Sesshomaru responded emotionlessly.

“You’ve come to speak with me about the swords, I presume,” the booming voice echoed again, seemingly from everywhere and nowhere. Stopping in front of a great tree, Sesshomaru watched as a face appeared in the bark. “Do you seek information, regarding your father’s swords, that had their sheaths carved from my boughs?”

“Bokuseno, perhaps you can explain the link to me, between Inuyasha and the Tessaiga,” Sesshomaru suggested, not specifically asking a question, but his tone holding respect for the demon tree much older than himself.

“Inuyasha, your younger brother? So you are keeping an eye out for him,” Bokuseno deduced.

“His blood has changed, the first time was when a demon bit and broke the Tessaiga. The second time, he let go of Tessaiga while fighting me. His scent wasn’t that of a half demon, it was the smell of a pure demon’s blood like mine and my father’s,” Sesshomaru explained calmly.

“His had the same scent? I have my doubts,” Bokuseno laughed, a humorless sound. “Inuyasha is a half demon; he could never become a full-fledged demon. Sesshomaru, there is something that you, a pure-blooded demon are capable of accomplishing, but which Inuyasha could never do.”

“Go on,” Sesshomaru’s tone was light, pleased with this summation.

“It is simple, I speak of protecting oneself,” Sesshomaru echoed the words of the tree demon, and listened to the continued elaboration. “If you find yourself in a hopeless situation you are able to remain calm, you never lose control of yourself.”

“Heh, it wouldn’t be possible for me to fall into such a desperate situation,” Sesshomaru scoffed at the notion.

“Haha. No, I don’t suppose you would,” Bokuseno agreed with a genuine laugh. He was one of the only demons who knew how to handle the easily angered Dog. “Inuyasha, is another matter, however. If backed into a corner to the point where his life is in danger, his demon blood takes control of the body and he transforms in order to preserve his life.”

‘That would explain his transformation,’ Sesshomaru identified that this was just what had happened moments before Inuyasha’s scent changed.

“Unfortunately for Inuyasha, the pure demon blood of his father is too strong for a half-demon such as himself,” that was certainly the case, Sesshomaru agreed with Bokuseno’s words, for even some full-blooded demons could lose control of their beasts and lose themselves to their ingrained desire to kill. Emerging in their transitional years, when they go from being children to mature adults, each natural born demon has a beast that makes their presence known. It is during this difficult time that they either lose control of themselves and become slavering monsters, or learn how to keep that urge down and only become stronger for it. Apparently, this was Inuyasha’s transitional period. The sword was meant to prevent it, but now it would instead assist him through it in the absence of his father.

“What will the outcome be?” Sesshomaru asked, needing to fully understand the situation. He recalled when he went through this phase, and how he captured control of his abnormally ferocious beast, but not before… complications arose. Ever since, he’s been exploring the depths of that power, yet to find its limit.

(A/N: I left this vague on purpose, waiting for ideas from my readers.)

“Well, in essence, the demon blood will devour his human soul; he will not be able to recognize himself. He will not be able to differentiate between friend or foe; he will simply kill, and with repeated transformations Inuyasha will eventually lose his soul. He will become a demon who only knows how to fight and kill, and he will continue to fight until he is destroyed. I sincerely doubt your father would have wished such a terrible fate upon his own son; that is why he bequeathed Inuyasha the sword Tessaiga to protect his soul,” Bokuseno’s description was just as how many demons ended up; raging, mindless beasts only out for blood.

‘Tessaiga protects him, so if he releases the sword, he is doomed,’ Sesshomaru understood the necessity the sword posed. It would be disgraceful to his father’s blood for even a half-breed to lose himself in such a manner. “That will be all, Bokuseno,” Sesshomaru dismissed before turning to leave.

“Sesshomaru, there is something else I have heard through the roots of this land,” Bokuseno halted Sesshomaru’s steps, causing him turn his head back in the direction of the tree.

“And what might that be?” his tone held warning, but the older demon ignored the warning completely.

“That your standards have finally been met,” the tree had a vast network of roots and it was not surprising that he had heard tell of the female surviving Sesshomaru.

“Your standards? Milord, what is this tree demon talking about?” Jaken squawked, having not a clue what was going on, per the usual.

“The only thing I have not determined is why you have yet to lay an official claim to such a worthy prospect,” Bokuseno’s question left a bad taste in Sesshomaru’s mouth, still in denial despite the evidence presented to him.

“That should be obvious,” he quipped curtly. Equivalent exchange, giving knowledge for knowledge, was the only reason Sesshomaru bothered to respond. ‘How could I ever find attraction to a human?’ he added to himself.

Strewn about a field was the bodies of dozens of human bandits, their backs sliced to ribbons, slain when running away, and Inuyasha standing over them, with blood-soaked claws. “Heh, you are nothing more than a murderous demon,” he mocked the unfeeling Inuyasha. This was enough to prove Bokuseno’s words true; knowing his opponent, the fear he felt before was non-existent. “Come after me, Inuyasha. I wish to test your strength transformed as such.” Perhaps he would require some effort in this form. His attacks were wild, feral, with no stratagem behind them. He blindly ran at his target over and over, not showing any signs of pain, fear, or fatigue. Tiring of the monotony, Sesshomaru moved to end this pointless aggression. “And now little brother, I understand. You are not a full-fledged demon, all you are is a half-breed. Know you place in the world! A half-demon, should act like one. On your knees!” A blinding light engulfed the clearing, Sesshomaru’s aura shooting forth from Tokijin, blasting Inuyasha back and rendering him unconscious.

The priestess, Kagome, rushed to Inuyasha’s side in worry. “Please stop,” she begged and attempted to bar his path.

His steps halted as he looked her over. He wasn’t exactly sure when the change began, but his disgust began to abate the more he learned about her and then also during the time he focused on something other than her death. He became curious, intrigued by the diatomic nature she possessed; fierce, yet caring; soft, yet powerful; intelligent, yet naïve; strong, yet fragile. Looking at her now, kneeling over his injured brother with her backside facing him, he found her to actually be rather attractive, and her position, provocative. He wanted, to get a closer look. “He has finally been brought down,” Sesshomaru spoke, indicating how Inuyasha could no longer fight and Kagome was at his mercy.

Only two steps and she screamed out, “Don’t come any nearer.” He heeded her request, giving her the respect she deserved while deciding on his course of actions. He found himself, stirring, at the sight of her in such a vulnerable and subservient position. She likely had no idea what he was thinking, or what her position meant, only worried for Inuyasha’s safety, placing her life in danger for his. Her fear, it bothered him. With her nature, he could see it was not fear for herself, but for the well-being of another.

After staring for a long while, he gave her a few helpful words to calm her, “If you wish him to stop, use Tessaiga to reverse the transformation.” Her expression softened and her fear evaporated. “Otherwise, he will continue to fight when he awakens.”

‘I thought he wanted to kill Inuyasha,’ she sat down on the ground, staring curiously, noting he had a slightly softened look to his eyes. The rest of them began questioning Sesshomaru, but he was not paying them much attention, looking past them at the girl seated on the ground as he gave curt answers that alluded to none of which he was currently thinking. They knew nothing about him, only concocted their own twisted opinions, but he cared not. He turned and left as suddenly as he appeared, there was much to ponder, specifically, his newfound reaction to her.

‘Its almost as if he came to stop Inuyasha’s violent behavior,’ Kagome identified. ‘I wonder if he’s not as bad as we thought. And there’s also, he listened to me, he did as I requested when I told him not to come any closer. I thought he wouldn’t take orders from anyone, and yet…’ She was pulled from her thoughts when Inuyasha groaned, waking up.

(A/N: Anyone else ever notice how Kagome basically bends over in front of Sesshomaru in this scene? That should be common sense, not to be in doggy style in front of a dog. Lol.)

The sight of her in such a submissive position, it would not leave his mind. Even after he returned to find his ward and vassal where he had left them, it would not let him be. “Rin, I hope you have faired well?” he asked, and as soon as she nodded, the rest was tuned out in favor of his own thoughts. Jaken said something, and it must have been callous, for he instantly feared for his life at Sesshomaru’s distant stare, but his thoughts were not on punishing the toad’s disrespect. He turned to face the direction where she remained; just on the other side of this patch of forest. ‘Kagome; is what they called her. She is not without potential. Perhaps, this is not as unfortunate as I had believed.’

Rin may not have been in his company long, but this was a definite change in his typical behavior. Even after an apology, Jaken would have been struck or kicked or something, but Lord Sesshomaru didn’t even seem to acknowledge the disrespect. Was something bothering him? Or perhaps, someone? He had just come from fighting his brother, according to what Jaken accused, so was his mind on one of them?

Later, when it was just Rin and Jaken in camp, Rin decided to ask innocently, “Jaken, has Lord Sesshomaru ever been in love?”

“Why, I’ve never heard something so insulting! Lord Sesshomaru would never lower himself to fall in love,” Jaken practically spit out the word with disgust.

“Oh?” she startled back at the harsh tone. “Why not? What’s wrong with it?”

“I don’t expect a human like you to ever understand,” Jaken turned away from her.

Rin ignored his insult and returned to her thoughts, ‘But it sure seemed like something.’
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