What Matters the Most | By : Avarwen Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 55388 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/n: Hey everyone! Sorry for the delay, been busy as all hell. Still am, actually. I’m afraid there won’t be any email alerts this chapter-- I’ve just run out of time. : / Gomen guys! The next chap won’t take as long to get out, I promise!
I don’t have too much to else to say right now, so I’ll just let you guys at the story and wait till the end to ramble.
Oh, and let me just apologize beforehand to any and all males who are reading this. *winces*
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Death
To Sesshomaru panic wasn’t an emotion he was very familiar with.
Panic wasn’t something he had experienced very much in his life since it was so very easily associated with a complete loss of control over oneself, and therefore not something he had a whole lot of tolerance for.
But panic is what he was beginning to feel now, as the last of his youki released it’s control over him, pulling back the haze of red that had shaded his mind before like a curtain, and allowing him to again begin processing the things around him.
And he did not hesitate to begin transforming.
He didn’t know what was going on a the moment, but he had heard Inu Taisho’s shouts at Inuyasha to calm down, and Inuyasha’s frantic and terrorized cries-- felt his mate’s desperation-- and then it had suddenly all stopped, and that was more terrifying than anything.
But in this form, in his current condition, he couldn’t even bring his body to rise more than a few feet above the ground before his three remaining legs would collapse under the strain. And if he couldn’t walk than he certainly couldn’t fight, and he had no way of seeing what was going on anyway; how was he supposed to protect his mate in that state?
So he had summoned what strength he could and forced his body to change again.
This time the process had been much slower than it normally was, and much more painful.
His arm was gone, but his mind didn’t seem to be comprehending that, and it was sending out all kinds of hazardous signals to it, trying to make it transform like the rest of him, and by the end of it Sesshomaru was quite certain that, had his arm still been attached, it wouldn’t have transformed into any kind of form he could recognise, let alone use.
He ended up feeling rather unbalanced because his mind still didn’t think his arm had transformed with the rest of him, and he was forced to remain crouched over with his teeth grit as it mentally maimed his non-existent appendage for a few more moments, before slowly settling down-- still sending out the occasional throb to see if the limb would respond, but otherwise leaving it alone.
Sesshomaru wasn’t surprised when he noticed that the actual arm had indeed transformed with him. That was a good thing-- if the limb was still transforming, then it was at least somewhat connected to him still, and there would be a hope of getting it attached again. Not right now, though. Attaching missing limbs took a lot of time and energy, and right now he had neither of those to spare.
Right now, he needed to focus on Inuyasha.
Twisting around, Sesshomaru turned slowly to face in the direction all the commotion had been coming from before, freezing when his eyes fell-- not on Inuyasha, like he had been hoping-- but his father... sprawled out on the ground, covered in his own blood... his face a mask of surprise and pain... completely still...
Shock wasn’t something Sesshomaru wasn’t accustomed to feeling, either, but he had been getting used to it recently, having Inuyasha as his mate. And now, shock wasn’t a strong enough word, he was sure, to describe what he was feeling, but it was the only thing his mind could come up with for the emotion that surged through him at the sight of his father like that.
He wouldn’t go so far as to say he and the Inu no Taisho had ever been close. Not that it couldn’t have been true, at one time-- he had been alive for more than nine-hundred years, surely at some point in time he and his father had gotten along; recently, however, in the last couple of centuries they had been at odds with each other.
And that gap between them had only continued to grow when Inu Taisho had mated Izayoi and sired that half-demon... welcomed them into their home... forced Sesshomaru to put up with their presences when he would have been just as happy leaving (or killing them)...
The mating between him and Inuyasha had done little to nothing to fix this problem, if it hadn’t made it worse. The last time he could think of that he and his father had had anything close to a “father-son” moment would be when Inu Taisho had attempted to “comfort” him over Inuyasha and Tsukiko’s disappearance, and before that... well, before that, he couldn’t remember any such moments ever taking place.
So he wouldn’t go so far as to say he felt sad at seeing his father lying there, maimed and broken and obviously lifeless.
But still... This was still his father... the invincible, all-knowing, all-powerful Inu Taisho of the western lands. And to see him slain like that... well, it was fairly staggering to Sesshomaru. And he could feel his chest tightening a little with some unnameable emotion-- grief maybe, though he wasn‘t so sure-- that he quickly pushed down; whatever he may decide to feel about his father’s death, now was not the time to experience it-- not when he could still hear sounds of a battle taking place not far off, and knew that his mate was in need of his help...
Hardening his resolve as well as his expression, Sesshomaru turned slowly away from his father to face the other two occupants of the maimed expanse of land.
His eyes landed on the figure clad in crimson-- blood covering every inch of his body-- as the boy raged in a madness of red and bloodlust against the other hanyou, who, for the first time, looked a little concerned... Sesshomaru could hear him muttering little commands for the collar to obey, but whatever he was saying was not working... the collar was either refusing to respond, or Inuyasha was simply refusing to yield to it any longer. He didn’t know.
All he knew was that, as strong as Inuyasha was, as good a fight as he was putting up, he wasn’t fit for this. His body was a myriad of wounds and pain and there was no way he would survive if he kept fighting-- even if he did win.
At his side he could feel Tokijin humming it’s appreciation for the death and bloodshed around it, and he cautiously placed his hand on the blade. Normally he would not be concerned about his ability to control it, but considering all that had happened recently, he wasn’t willing to take the risk that he wouldn’t be able to, and the blade would make him kill Inuyasha.
When no more than the familiar tug at the edges of his mind occurred as he gripped the blade, Sesshomaru relaxed a bit. He could fight without Tokijin, of course, but one handed would be a bit more difficult than he was used to, and he didn’t want to test his limits any more than he had to right now if he didn‘t have to. The cost if he messed up would be far too great. First he would weaken Naraku. He could bathe in his blood after that.
Narrowing his eyes, Sesshomaru slowly withdrew the blade from it’s place at his hip and began moving toward the battle taking place before him.
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Inuyasha growled low in his throat as his opponent dodged yet another of his attacks.
It seemed his original assessment of the demon hadn’t been entirely right; the creature’s youki wasn’t very strong, but the demon itself was stronger than he had anticipated. Smarter, too... it seemed to know how he was going to attack before he himself did, and it was blocking out almost every single one of his hits.
Cracking his knuckles, Inuyasha frowned. This was taking far too long for his liking. He wanted blood. He wanted death. And he wanted it now.
His claws were itching and glowing faintly in the beginnings of some unknown attack-- the blood clinging to his nails hardening enough to break skin-- but he couldn’t remember what it was that was supposed to come after that, and so it was simply serving as another frustrating distraction.
A flash of movement from the corner of his eye, and Inuyasha barely had time to leap out of the way as a tentacle buried itself deeply into the earth he had stood upon moments before. Narrowing his eyes, Inuyasha let out a small snarl and twisted around in midair-- baring his claws and slicing them down through the fleshy appendage before it had a chance to extract itself.
Falling to the ground again a few feet away, Inuyasha dropped to a crouch, using his claws to dig deep welts into the earth to stop himself skidding-- taking the momentum built up, and instead using it to drive him forward as he raced to counter the youki’s attack.
Adrenaline pumping through his veins, blood rushing in his ears, and Inuyasha smirked unconsciously as his body began to sink into the familiar dance of battle.
Block, dodge, strike, spin, run, duck, twist, fall, hit, slice... everything in life had a sort of rhythm to it, and if you could find that rhythm and master it, than you were virtually unstoppable. And this particular rhythm was one that Inuyasha was very familiar with. Years of fending off the youkai that thought to invade or usurp the western lands... not to mention fighting with Sesshomaru. Not that Inuyasha remembered any of this at that moment-- at least no mentally-- but to his body, this was all part of a familiar song he had danced to many times before, with, maybe, a few new steps added.
And Inuyasha’s grin only broadened when he finally broke through the barrier of tentacles surrounding his target, and sunk his claws into flesh other than the fatty mush that made up the said disgusting appendages... the warmth of the creature’s innards clenching around his fist as it followed the path his nails had blazed only seconds before, sinking past flesh and into the entrails that lay hidden beneath.
The collar around his neck was shrieking it’s disapproval, injecting venom into his veins almost non-stop, but it still wasn’t enough. He didn’t feel the pain anymore, and his body refused to slow; he simply didn’t care about anything that wasn’t death.
The youkai over him hissed angrily, yanking back from the hand buried inside him-- but not before Inuyasha had the opportunity to close his fingers into a fist within the demon’s stomach. The odd squelching noise and familiar feel of intestines being squished was strangely pleasing to the hanyou’s ears, and Inuyasha found himself longing to hear it again.
Unfortunately for him, the demon wasn’t going to allow that to happen, and a moment later he was taking his revenge-- lashing out with a tentacle that had sprouted from some random part of his body and lifting Inuyasha into the air, knocking the breath out of him as said tentacle impale itself somewhere around his midsection, dangerously close to a lung.
Blood laced with venom from the collar bubbled to the surface, spilling down the thick, fleshy appendage from Inuyasha’s wound in a sickly, metallic mixture that almost instantly drew a strange pus-like substance to line the edges of the wound with sickly yellow foam.
Inuyasha let out a small, choked noise, his eyes widening a little as the tentacle wriggled within him, and his body momentarily slumped along the thick appendage-- blood and other fluids dripping from within the wound to run down fleshy limb and drip toward the ground.
A small shudder ran through his body as it tried frantically to alert his oblivious mind to the amount of damage that had been done, but he (as with the collar, and the venom, and the bruises, and the cuts) ignored it.
He had no interest in pain.
Sucking in a slow, shuddery breath, Inuyasha’s crimson eyes narrowed to sharp, angry slits as he quickly attempted to straighten himself up-- growling low when his body jerked awkwardly around the appendage, but refused rise enough to give him the leverage he needed to break free.
Blood and bile welled in his mouth, but he barely noticed as it began to trickle over his lips to mix with the other fluids draining along the tentacle. In fact, if it weren’t for the bitterness of the bile, he might have enjoyed the taste of blood running over his tongue.
As it was, he didn’t like it, and it only made his rage flare that much higher as his wriggled and attempted to escape-- hating his inability to move and fight.
Cracking his claws, Inuyasha raked them sharply up the sides of the tentacle, trying to convince it instead to release him. That didn’t work, either, and the next second his arms were being wrenched to the side by more of the same tentacles, effectively staying his attempts at escape as they forced him further along the one impaled in his stomach.
Inuyasha howled-- more in rage than anything-- and thrashed as best he could as he felt his vision start to grow blurry. He choked a little as blood the sickening blood-bile mixture began to fill his throat, and spit as much of it as he could out before it could choke him, uncaring of the way stick strands clung to his lips and dripped down his chin.
Flattening his ears back, Inuyasha turned his enraged eyes upon the demon in front of him, snarling all the more at the dark expression that lined the pale face in front of him, not at all concerned with the visible malevolence glowing the youkai’s eyes.
‘Well, Inuyasha,’ the demon said, seeming completely oblivious to the fact that Inuyasha had no way of comprehending what he had just said. ‘It is a shame to end things this way. You did make a good pet. Unfortunately, I have no use for a dog that attacks it’s owner and disobeys my orders. I’m afraid it’s time to put you down for good.’
Inuyasha frowned in incomprehension at the demon as the tentacle gave an uncomfortable twist within him, before a low cry escaped his lips, and he slumped once more along the now-sticky appendage, his vision flickering and going black, head hanging low and his ears drooping to either side... completely limp.
Sesshomaru did not hesitate.
Though it had killed him before to watch his made be wounded in such a way, there had been nothing he could do. Naraku had held Inuyasha too close to his body, and with his little brother awake and still controlled by his youki... well, there was no telling what would have happened if Sesshomaru had interfered. And any attempt to do so would have done little more than give him away to Naraku.
However, the moment Inuyasha’s body had slumped along that tentacle, and Sesshomaru felt Naraku had moved his baby brother a safe enough distance away, he struck.
Sinking Tokijin’s blade firmly into the ground before him (not trusting the blade to not try and change the flow of his attack and focus it on Inuyasha), Sesshomaru instead raised his remaining arm, the tips of his fingers glowing green as a familiar, electric power ran through them. He paused for all of a nanosecond to calculate and make certain he wasn’t going to hit his brother, before slashing his fingers through the air.
Energy surged forth from the tips of his claws in the form of a venom-green whip that hissed faintly as it twisted through the air like a snake, weaving it’s way around and slicing through Naraku’s flesh with ease before the hanyou even seemed to realise what was happening.
Blood sprayed in crimson arcs around them as the scent of burning flesh filled the air, and the tentacles fell to the ground-- writhing there like worms and spewing out small amounts of miasma, before going completely limp.
Inuyasha fell with them, his body sickeningly slack as it hit the ground, the tentacle within his torso squirming in a vain attempt to regenerate itself, before shrivelling up.
Sesshomaru didn’t pause to worry about that right now-- he couldn’t. Naraku wasn’t that strong, but he clearly was not an opponent to be taken lightly. If Sesshomaru hesitated now, the demon would have a chance to think and plan things, and that wasn’t an advantage he was willing to give the kumo. As long as he could keep Naraku on edge, the demon wouldn’t have a chance to hurt Inuyasha anyway.
Naraku made a noise of some sort-- unidentifiable against the blood pounding in Sesshomaru’s ears-- as he cut off his whip and again rushed forward, not even bothering with Tokijin now.
Tentacles shot out from Naraku again, but they were not given the opportunity to make contact as Sesshomaru’s whip sliced through them, never once breaking his stride until he was right in front of the other youkai-- slamming into him with all the grace of a drowning cat and knocking them both to the ground.
Freeing his hand from the tangle of limbs he had created, Sesshomaru barely acknowledged the tentacles weaving around his body as he lengthened his claws till they stretched several inches out from his fingers, before, without warning, he stabbed the digits downwards-- plunging past the weak barrier of the half-demon’s flesh, and down deep into his throat-- his icy mask breaking only for the smallest grimace of disgust as miasma and blood welled to the surface-- narrowly missing spraying him in the face in it’s attempt to flee it’s former prison within Naraku’s body as he released his venom deep within the bastard’s veins.
It was only bitterly and vaguely satisfying to Sesshomaru when Naraku went rigid beneath him-- his hands and tentacles still tugging uselessly at him, but their struggle getting weaker by the second. It didn’t matter anyway-- even if the very earth had cracked open beneath them and swallowed them to take them to hell, Sesshomaru would not be dissuaded from his mission now. And he would not be moved.
He could feel Naraku’s limbs slowly slackening in their fight against him, and he slowly allowed a bit more of his toxin to slip past his fingernails and enter the kumo’s bloodstream, careful not to allow too much to break through. Though Sesshomaru’s poison was toxic, and very much lethal, if the dose was concentrated it could work as a good temporary paralysis. And he had luckily enough used it on Inuyasha enough times to know the exact right amount to give a half-demon without killing the thing.
The moment he felt Naraku go limp beneath him, Sesshomaru did not hesitate to draw back, away from the filthy bastard, and rise swiftly to his feet.
His shoulder was aching even more than it had before, and it felt like his missing hand was clenching hard enough to break his fist, but Sesshomaru ignored it, instead staring coldly down at the fallen half-demon before him, not bothering to hide even a trace of his loathing from the creature’s angry crimson eyes.
At this point, perhaps, it would have been the place for any other than him to talk to their soon-to-be-dead captive... tell them everything they would love to do to them... all the pain they wanted them to feel... but Sesshomaru had absolutely no interest in such things. It was a pointless waste of time, and would simply give Naraku more time to think of a way to escape. Not that there was any hope now that he could escape, but Sesshomaru didn’t feel like taking any more chances with this bastard.
Besides, even if he had been the time to do that, there simply wasn’t time now. Not when his family still needed him.
Though there was nothing he could do now for Inu Taisho, he should still get the corpse back to the castle so he could be properly buried. And besides that, Inuyasha needed a healer badly. And he still needed to find his missing daughter.
There was no time to torture the creature in front of him the way he desired... the way his blood was demanding he do it. And, while he could always drag Naraku back to the castle with him, the effort would be too much on his sapped energy supply, and the risk that something would go wrong was too great.
‘So I shall just have to make this as painful as I can in the time that I have.’
Turning to face Naraku again, Sesshomaru slowly raised his remaining limb, allowing Naraku to see the blood and venom coating it even as he called more to the surface-- the green substance hissing vaguely at being exposed to the air, and he found himself wishing that he could still have his other arm, if just for a moment... it would have allowed him to cause so much more pain to this vile being.
Still, there was no use complaining over the past when he still had to take care of the present.
Sesshomaru eyed Naraku consideringly for a moment, before it suddenly occurred to him exactly what would be the most painful and (likely) fitting death he could come up with in this situation.
Offering the hanyou a slow smirk, Sesshomaru slowly crouched down in front of the kumo-- trailing his hand inches over the half-demon’s thigh, watching as his venom dripped and ate quickly through the fabric it found there.
When he came to Naraku’s groin, he stopped, his eyes trailing over the area with unmasked aversion. This was the part of the hanyou that had caused Inuyasha so much pain so many times... this was the part that had been inside his mate when only he should have been. And that was more than enough of a push to make Sesshomaru release a small flood of his acid over the area.
He was disappointed when Naraku made no sound, though the look on the half-demon’s face suggested that it wasn’t for a lack of trying.
Mentally smirking at the half-demon’s pain, Sesshomaru slowly withdrew his hand, watching the flesh writhe and burn as it was eaten away... as Naraku spasmed under the assault, his body bucking of it’s own accord since Sesshomaru’s venom still ran through his veins.
The inuyoukai waited patiently for the hanyou’s fit to end, knowing that that, still, wouldn’t have been enough to kill him-- though the blood loss eventually might.
He still had one more thing in mind for the kumo’s death, and the moment he felt Naraku’s eyes had focused enough again after his sudden emasculation, he put it into action.
Pushing aside the tattered, melted, steaming remains of the hanyou’s robes, Sesshomaru positioned three of his fingers at the creature’s entrance and then looked up to meet Naraku’s eyes; his own golden one’s burning with ice and rage, the message in them clear.
“You did this to Inuyasha.”
And the moment he felt that message had been properly conveyed-- the moment Naraku’s eyes widened as much as they possibly could in his current condition-- Sesshomaru slammed his fingers inside, still dripping with poison.
It was vile and disgusting to be touching the filth hanyou there, but it was worth it to hear him scream, and Sesshomaru relished the agonized sound as he twisted his fingers in the creature’s flesh, sending as much venom as he could to eat away at the demon’s flesh before he could be given the chance to die.
It was the only fitting death he could think of in the time he had. And definitely the most painful.
But still, he felt very little satisfaction as he watched Naraku’s body spasm repeatedly-- not unlike it had moments ago. The only difference was the volume... Naraku’s vocal chords seemed to be producing strange, strangled noises on their own that weren’t so much screams of agony as just... noises. They actually hurt Sesshomaru’s ears, and he silently contemplated tearing the half-breed’s throat out just to shut him up.
When he felt enough venom had been distributed, Sesshomaru withdrew his fingers-- a look of abhorrence on his face as wiped his hand on Naraku’s robes and watched as the other’s spasms slowly began to die down... only this time, there was no eye-focusing or meeting afterward. Naraku’s eyes were still wide and laced with agony, but they were glazed and unfocused, the pupil’s dilated as far as they could go; already the familiar clouds of death were beginning to seep along the edges of the crimson orbs.
Still Sesshomaru eyed the half-demon-- as though making certain he was really dead-- but when those clouds in the half-breed’s eyes only continued to thicken, and Naraku didn’t move to so much as draw a breath, Sesshomaru slowly allowed himself to relax a little as he rose to his feet and took a few rather shaky steps away from the bastard’s corpse.
Exhaustion was a foreign sensation to, but Sesshomaru could not fail to recognise it as it seeped over the edges of his mind like locust through a field-- quickly draining what little remaining strength he had. He stumbled, his vision blackening around the edges, before falling completely to the ground... watching as the world in his suddenly narrow field of vision flickered and faded slowly to black.
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Glossary (In no particular order)
Youki - A demon’s demonic energy...
Youkai - Demon
Hanyou - Half-demon
Kumo - Spider
Inuyoukai - Dog-demon
I think that’s all I used this chapter... if it’s not, just let me know. ^_^
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-Me - Oh, lol, well sometimes people don’t go to the last chapter to read the responses, so just to make sure when you got to that chapter I post that. ^_^ So it for sure is Dai? Lol, that’s good to know! I’ve been mostly using Dai anyway, but it’s good to have a confirmation. As to that book... I’m not sure how much good it would actually do me. Lol, other than the few random screwups you see in the glossaries, I really don’t know a word of Japanese, so I wouldn’t be able to read it. ^_^ Still, I’ll keep that in mind, thanks for offering! : D I wasn‘t actually wondering about your name overmuch. I‘ve seen stranger names. ^_^ I actually just said “To the reviewer referring to themselves as Me” because it seemed strange to say “To Me” ^_^ Although, just so you know, you don’t have to write fics to be a member. At least, I don’t think you do. I’ve come across several people who aren’t... so you could get an account even if you never wrote anything at all in your life! : D -- Chap 7 - Actually, I’m not sure how many people have said anything about the spelling of Kouga, so that’s actually useful. I’ve recently been thinking of converting to the more common spelling of “Koga” but if it’s actually supposed to be “Kouga” then that’s what I’m going to stick with. ^_^ And no, you don’t sound like a know-it-all, and even if you did, you’re helping me, so I’d have no reason to complain anyway, would I? : D (And you’re probably right, I doubt Rin means cold either. I’ve had so many definitions of the name thrown at me, that was simply the first one that came up. *grimaces* Like I said (or if I haven’t, I should have) I don’t know shit about the Japanese language, and for the most part that’s just guess-work.) I know what you’re saying, though Rin is only having something to do with Naraku because she has no choice, not because she’s willing. -- Lol, I’m glad you liked chapter 8! Yeah, I know, I highly doubt Sess is just sitting there all the time not having emotions, but rather simply choosing to hide them. That’s what I like to believe anyway. Although if he really didn’t have emotions, that would make this story one helluva lot harder to write, neh? : D Lol, and thanks wiht the Izayoi thing, btw. I’ve had various other people point that out to me, too, and I’m certain by now that is means something like what you said. ^_^ -- Chapter 9 - Lol, don’t apologize to me because your computer shut off. It’s not like it’s something you could help, neh? I’m just glad you’re going to bother typing out a review again! :D -- Chapter 10 - Lol, glad you liked it! : D Yeah, it’s kinda hard to make him actually show emotions, so I was trying to make it a more subtle process rather than have him just suddenly jump up and start hanging his heart on his sleeve because he has a mate. Hopefully I succeeded, neh? :D Lol, yeah, I hate Kagome and Kikyo, and if you don’t well... okay. To each their own, neh? : D -- Chapter 11 - *nods* Yep, Naraku is evil. And I’m afraid it only goes downhill from where you are. ^_^ Lol, yeah, thanks! There was a whole bunch of confusion about what Naraku means, only you and one other person seemed to have any proof that it actually means hell, though that meaning comes from way back when. Kinda fits, though, considering that Naraku himself comes from way back when. ^_^
-Bookworm51485 - Well it was actually surprisingly easy to do... My muses simply decided that Inu Taisho needed to die and Inuyasha needed to go into demon mode... smushed both those happenings into one chapter and WHAM! Dead Inu Taisho! On a less insensitive note, I admit that does seem like a rather unfair way to end his life, but hardly shameful. He was trying to stop his semi-psychotic son from killing Naraku (or possibly getting himself killed) before they could find Tsukiko and save Tsukiko. Hardly seems shameful to me. *shrugs* Still, I get where you’re coming from. Hopefully this chap made you feel a little bit better? If not *offers up virtual pocky*... ^_^
-nette - Forget “getting my butt kicked.” I’m gonna get my freaking ass killed! Yeesh, I had no idea Inu Taisho was so damn popular... Or maybe people just like giving me death-threats, neh? ^_^ Either way... it’s getting dangerous to be an author! As to why he had to die... well, it’s because my muses decreed that one of the good guys had to die, and if it wasn’t Inu Taisho it would’ve been Sess or Inu, and I didn’t want to go there just yet. Gomen! And yes, btw, I have and am considering having his resurrected... we’ll just have to wait and see how that all works out. -- *Grins maniacally* About time you admitted it! : D Sorry I didn’t hurry with the chap, but hopefully it was long and cruel enough to satisfy? *offers up virtual tissue just in case*
-riddlestar - Well, actually, yes I did, but... -- *nods vehemently* YES! Naraku needs to die, dammit! Nobody dies on that damn show! And when they do it doesn’t matter cause they just pop back up again anyway. NARAKU ISN’T IMMORTAL! SOMEBODY FUCKING KILL HIM! I don’t care if it’s Kikyo at this point, just make him die! Lol, okay, I’m done now. ^_^ Anyway, hopefully this chap was enough to satisfy your craving for the bastard’s death. ^_^
-Anna - well, if you do change your mind and decide to kill me, you’ll just have to wait your turn I’m afraid. I think there are about fifteen people ahead of you, so... after they’re all done killing me, you can have your turn, sound good? ^_^ Make up for it? Well... was this chap enough to do that? Or do you still need more?
-Kero - Lol, it’s nice to find someone who, not only tolerates my rambles, but actually enjoys reading them-- however long they may be. ^_^ -- Yes, that story is posted, but not on this site. It’s really not a mature fic, and, while I have posted one or two on here that are really rated too low to be posted here (how fucking messed up is that? o.O), that one is far too long to post here without any actual smut or, so far, really even kissing. *shrugs* I don’t like it enough to post here anyway. -- *grimaces* I hate loose ends too. That’s what’s so messed up with that story-- I’ve somehow managed to back myself into a corner where, as near as I can tell, there is pretty much no way to destroy to shikon jewel (don‘t ask me how). I’m not entirely certain how I did that, but now I’m stuck trying to figure out a way that it can be destroyed without completely contradicting myself. I don’t think it’s possible. Plus I’ve got a myriad of OC’s and regular characters that I have to take care of... I had to take a break where I did, otherwise some psycho was just going to show up and start killing everybody in a last desperate attempt to make it work. Needless to say, I don’t think any of the readers would have liked that. ^_^ -- *beams* I hate to say this again (I really need something else to say) but I am so glad you think so! I love writing so it’s always great to know people think I’m doing a good job!!! :D -- *grimaces* Tell me about it. I’ve got pages upon pages of these little ideas that never worked and stories that never went anywhere. Freaking painful to look at sometimes because I just wanna scream, tear them all to shreds, or find some way to make them work. I, of course, do neither of those, and rather quietly go sit in the corner and wait for this feeling to pass. ^_~ Yeah, me too. If it’s late at night when I’m writing, then I’ll just have the TV on playing softly in the background, but I always have music on when I’m typing the chaps out during the day, or when I’m writing them during the day. I actually usually have music on no matter what I’m doing. I can’t focus properly without it. ^_^ For this particular chap I was pretty much just listening to Face Down by Red Jumpsuit apparatus on repeat. Why does that matter? I don’t know. But there you have it. ^_^ Still, that’s a good idea! I don’t much like stuff that’s too hardcore, but for a fightscene that might be just what I need to get the edge I need ^_^... oops, this is too long, hand on, new paragraph. ^_^
Lol, that’s how I feel-- that my stories are all crap and I can’t understand why everyone’s reading them. Still, everyone is reading them, so they can’t be all bad, right? And you told me that you have a whole bunch of reviews for a couple of yours, so... : D
I used to do that-- update every single day, sometimes two times a day. Looking back on it now, I’m not sure how the hell I managed that pace. Lol, I don’t have a beta either. They’d kill me by the end of the first chap, or me them. I’ve never worked good with other people. The problem with that is that I’m a suck-ass editor, too. Too lazy to do it. So pretty much every single chapter you see is in it’s original form. Someday, when I’m feeling especially... something... I may go back and edit the story. For now, though, people will simply have to put up with the, as one reviewer put it, “spellings” in my story.
Sango’s whole deal with Miroku and, especially, Kohaku bugs me from time to time, though. A lot of the series bugs me now, actually, because it’s simply gotten so damn redundant, but... well, we’re not here to talk about that. ^_^ Rin is definitely my fav female character though-- I love her. Especially when she’s around Sess. I loved the end of that one episode when he came back from fighting the panther demons, and she was singing “waiting for my Lord Sesshomaru” or whatever it was. And when she asked him if he’d remember her when she died. : D Probably two of my fav moments between the two of them! : D It’s not the whole “I hate humans” thing that gets to me, though. I mean, he’s all “I hate half-breeds” too, but here I have him with Inuyasha (as it should be, dammit!). It’s really more just... I don’t know, even imagining her older, the idea of her with him seems weird. Maybe because she’s practically his daughter, I don’t know... Oh, and btw, I don’t really remember what I said last time, so if I’m repeating myself, please feel free to ignore me. ^_^
I see where you’re coming from about Kagura too, though again I kinda have to disagree about the reasons. I mean, if that’s the case, then technically mating with anybody would be like mating with their parents because they created them, but... lol, sorry, I’m a very argumentative person (is that the right word? -- Argumentative, not person. : D) so I tend to try and fight for both sides of the coin and any angles that make them up. ^_^ I guess I just don’t like Kagura with Sess because... Nope, again, don’t know why. Just don’t like it. ^_^
Lol, so Kirara’s your “Don’t get me started” character? Lol, I’ve got a few of those myself. ^_^ I know, they treat her like complete crap and then freak out on each other for doing so, but continue on with it anyway. I think on a couple of episodes it was implied that Kirara used to serve Midoriko, though, but they never said for sure... I think that’s her secret though. And maybe why she’s so damn patient-- after a couple of centuries, you get used to being treated like dirt by humans. I mean, look at Inuyasha! He’s spent around two hundred years around them, and he’s learning already! Not too quickly, mind you, but eventually he’ll get it through his head that, as long as he travels with them, he’s not allowed to think, act or exist for himself, and he’s become another of their faithful little lap-dogs.
I agree. Shippo drives me NUTS. I don’t know why everyone else likes him so much when all I want to do half the time is yank out his vocal chords and strangle him with them. This has never worked too well, unfortunately, so... I don’t know where everyone gets off treating Kagome like a God, though, she doesn’t even know how to fucking discipline Shippo, let’s him run around, driving Inuyasha nuts, get away with everything, bad mouth everyone... if it weren’t for Inuyasha he probably would’ve made plans to take over the world long ago! Still, spoiled is as spoiled does I guess... The moment he met Kagome all hope for him was lost.
Lol, well I’m glad you don’t mind Kouga’s OOCness. I was trying to think of how he would go about romancing someone when he wasn’t in public or competing with Inu for them, and that’s just what happened to him. I tried to get across that this was more a “just-for-Rin” thing at other points in the story, but he’s in there so little without Rin, that it just didn’t work very well. : /
Oh, that big long rant was actually coherent? Not only coherent, but helpful? Huh. Well, there’s a first time for everything I guess. Lol, glad it could help, though. Let me know if you need anymore, and I’ll likely proceed to send you another rant which you have to decipher and hope that it’ll help. ^_^
Lol, well it’s what I am. Just a faithful little drone typing away in a desperate attempt to feed your guys’ cravings for fic. Good thing there’s more than one of us drones out there or we’d probably never get any rest! ^_^
Yeah, I suppose what you’re saying about the reviews is true, but then again people could love this story and never bother to comment on it. There’ve been people who do that before. Not that I mind, I’m just so damn elated about the reviews I do get, it’s really hard to pay attention to the one’s I don’t. : D
Hm. I think maybe either you misunderstood me before, or I’m misunderstanding you now. Lol, at this point in time I am 4 episodes away from the end of the series. when I started this fic I began pretty much right after I started watching the series, so I was about twenty or thirty episodes in from the beginning, only I hadn’t seen the first twenty or so episodes. I still haven’t seen them and I can’t tell you pretty much anything that happens in them.
Either way, all my knowledge now comes pretty much entirely from watching the series. So I’ve got pretty much all the same info you did. What my point was, I can no longer remember, but there you have it. : D
Glad I’m not missing any of their personalities, too. Its hard to tell sometimes, especially when it’s your own fic. ^_^ The whole multiple pairings thing is really starting to come back and bite me in the ass, now. I, personally, am pretty fed up with this whole Kagura-mystery mate thing (even though I know who the guy is) but that’s my own fault. I created it, so now I have to see it through to the end. *shrugs* Rin and Kouga I don’t mind as much, and Inu Taisho and Izayoi just go without saying, so... Again, what my point was, I can’t remember. I’ve entered that point during the day where my mind is completely warped and I can’t concentrate anymore, and I’m afraid you got caught in the middle of it. Gomen. ^_^
Exactly! Yeesh! I mean, they already attack him for every little thing he does on a daily basis, not to mention how fucking unfair they all are about the Kikyo situation, but then they have to add this in too? Next thing you know he’ll be freaking sniffing other demons’ asses and “marking his territory” on trees! C’mon, Rumiko, if you’re going to make him that much of a dog, why not just go the whole freaking way?
Like I said, I hate Shippo. But I can’t personally hate him for being smarter than Inuyasha. I mean, let’s face it, it was decided long ago that Inuyasha would, for some reason, be the stupidest character on the show so that, even when he’s actually being smart and perceptive, any other character can come along and be just a little bit superior to him. It’s not just Shippo. He just happens to get the most screen time doing it.
Well, I’m glad you decided not to eat me. I mean, I know that chap was pure evil, but eating me would’ve been just plain impolite. Besides, not only, as you said, could I not create more ficcage for you, but I don’t think I taste very good. My mind’s been stuck in the gutter my muses imprisoned it in for it to taste at all appetizing. You’d probably throw up after the first bite. And yes, just so you know, I realise that I gave that entirely too much thought. Lol, but that’s what I do-- I over-think things. ^_^
Lol, anyway, once again glad that you liked it (and that you didn’t decide to eat me) and to whatever made you find this fic too! It’s great talking to a person who can ramble almost as much as I can! : D Lol, can’t wait to hear your next one! : D Can’t stay anymore, though, cause I’m on a time-budget I’m afraid and I’ve got other people who’s ears I haven’t quite made bleed yet with my rambles, so I need to go work on them. Thanks once again! : D
-kelly - Yeah. Not only that, but my muses decided that a good guy needed to die, and he was best candidate, I’m afraid. -As to him thinking Inu knows where his own daughter is... y’know, I don’t think that he ever actually did. Guess we’ll never know now, though, neh? Lol, yeah Kagome sucks, though Kikyo’s my least fav. Naraku is probably a close third. Hopefully this death was degrading/painful/messy enough to satisfy you? : D Nothing can quite match the feeling of when one of your least favourite characters dies, and since we don‘t look any closer to having that happen in the series... ^_^
-Incessant-Darkness - You don’t care who dies as long as it’s not Inu and Sess? Huh. Well don’t let my muses hear you saying that, or I can pretty much guarantee that happening. ^_^ Seriously, though, I think you’re the most passive reviewer so far. No death-threats or yelling or anything. ^_^ Well, I didn’t split Naraku from head to heel I’m afraid, but hopefully you’re satisfied anyway? ^_^ After all, I can’t imagine that was a... pleasant way to die. ^_^ You’re right, we’re coming closer to the end... of the whole Naraku fiasco, anyway. As to how many more chaps there’s be. I don’t know. I talked a bit about that at the end, but I think I might actually cut off sometime in the near future and make a sequel for the healing parts of this story. Or whatever comes after this. *shrugs* We’ll just have to wait and see I guess. ^_^
-Tricia - I don’t think you have to worry about Sess hating Inu for killing Inu Taisho. ^_^ Besides, it’s not like Inu was in his right mind, right? Can’t blame him. And as to Naraku... well, was this soon enough for you? : D
-Loving fan of Sesshomaru - Lol, I’m glad you like it! ^_^ You’re right, it is sad... among other things. And of course I hate Kagome! What’s not to hate? She’s whiny, bitchy, annoying, useless, bossy, domineering, and a spoiled rotten brat. I just have a real hard time liking people like that, I’m afraid. ^_^ -- Lol, thank you!! : D I’m glad you think so! : D ALRIGHT! 10 out of 10! *punches air* : D
-tash1021 - Aw... I’m afraid I can’t tell you it’s a lie, though, because telling you a lie would be a lie and then I really would be a liar, and that just wouldn’t be good at all. : ( *offers you virtual kleenex and pocky*
-SP777 - Sadistic? Yes, well, that’s what everyone says. ^_^ Don’t worry, I didn’t let Naraku live! He’s dead, I swear he is! Horrific enough for you? I couldn’t really give him a full-fledged torture-session, but hopefully this was enough, neh? I can tell ya, even though I’m not a guy, that really had to hurt... An eye-for-an-eye... a life-for-a-life... ^_^
-colonel havoc - Hey now! Wait just a minute! I am not a son of a bitch! I’m a girl! So if anything I’m the bitch herself! ;D Lol, anyway... Oh I’ve been doing okay. Rushed and busy as all hell, but other than that okay. How bout you? Lol, and don’t apologize! It’s not like it’s mandatory that you review at a certain time, or at all! I’m just glad you’re back! : D
-anastrianna - *sighs* Rin’s name means so many damn things... I’m beginning to doubt there is any particular meaning Rumiko Takahashi had in mind when she picked it. Thanks for the help, though! And don’t worry about it, I’ve seen worse spelling from people who aren’t dyslexic. I somehow doubt there is, but is there anything I can do to make it easier to read the chaps or anything? Cause if there is, than I certainly will try!
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A/n: Well, there, Naraku’s dead. Everyone happy now? ^_^
We’re almost done here! Well, with this part of the story, anyway. There’s still a lot more to go, I’m sure, but that will probably be done in a sequel story... If that happens, I’ll link to it when it’s posted. ^_^
Anyway, I’m not certain if this chapter is good... I was a bit stressed out when I wrote most of it, and when re-reading it I couldn’t tell if it was up to standards or not. Hopefully it’s not too bad, though... : /
Anyway, I’m completely out of time now, so I really gotta go...
The next chapter, or the one after that, will probably be the last one’s for this leg of the story though, so it‘ll probably be short. I’m not sure when the sequel will be up if I do it, but as I said, I’ll link to it. ^_^
Till then, Ciao!
~Avarwen~
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