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The Next Generation	By : groovytits Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 5244 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fucking prick. To this day, I will never forgive my uncle for that nightmare-ish day. It started with breakfast and ended with my death. Temporarily. If it was death for real, my dad would have shoved tetsusaiga down Sesshomaru’s dick-trap and out of his cum-ridden ass hole. Dick. Like I said, I hated the guy. But, I loved him too. Besides, I suppose I had it coming.
I was sitting in my room after the breakfast fiasco, my stomach growling loudly from lack of food. You see, because I did not eat meat, I had to make up for it by eating a whole lot more than most people would be able to. And I had gone almost eight hours without anything. I know, boo-hoo. But, considering the fact that demons need more food and my body was riding on very little carbs and protein in the first place… Just imagine that you are going into your fifth day of not eating. That’s what it felt like to me. Yeah, imagine what my parents went through to feed my brother and I.
Anyways, I was sitting in my room, trying to meditate according to what I have seen from momma, brother, and Miroku. I couldn’t exactly clear my mind, and the smell of horse meat was making my mouth water against my will. Fucking shit. So, I tried to nap when that didn’t work out. I was almost asleep when my uncle practically knocked the door out of it’s track. Kuritsuki was backing away and growling at the same time. Coward. Oji picked me up by the front of my kimono and threw me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. We didn’t talk. I just let my anger fester so that I would be nice and pumped to whip his lily-white ass in training. Kuritsuki began to follow, but I sternly pointed to the room. I still hadn’t taken him outside yet. He was going to shit in the room, I just knew that in my heart. And it gave me some satisfaction knowing that my uncle’s pristine cherry wood would be ruined with the scent of shit.
We got to the training room and he dropped me to the ground and I took a gander around me.It was massive and the ground was raked white sand and sharp rocks. And it was all indoor. It was actually pretty sweet. My brother and cousins were off at the other end of the room, listening carefully to an older inu demon. Kachio looked my way with concern. They did a good job on him. Very handsome. He was handsome before. All of the ningen wenches in the village followed him around despire his mixed blood. They chopped his pretty hair off, though. He had it braided back for training, his black streak hanging out for a dramatic effect. His big hooded eyes looked more menacing with the black, and his stubble was gone. Mom was going to go beserk when she saw him.
“Get up.”
My uncle commanded. I jumped up and growled when he reached over and tore my kimono more. To be able to move better. I didn’t think of that at the time. I just thought he was trying to piss me off more.
“You will not be using weapons today. Use yourself.”
Well, that decreased my odds by a lot. He had brute strength and agility on me, but with a weapon I would have range and stealth on him. Take my weapons away, and I was just claws and teeth. I didn’t think of a strategy. I just jumped at him, hoping to open his face with my black claws. And then he punched me in the face. That’s right, girls. My very male, very adult uncle, punched me IN MY FACE. I know, right? Imagine how mad I was. I flopped on the ground very ungracefully and felt blood running down my face from my nose. Ow. I didn’t have time to think before he was upon me again. My fight-or-slight instincts came into play and I rolled to the side as quickly as I could. Then I got up before he could come at me again. He kept flying at me, claws extended, and I knew he was out for blood. I was too full of adrenaline to be scared. And believe me, when you have one of the most powerful demons on earth coming at you at top speed, you start to figuratively or (depending on your body’s natural preference) literally shit yourself. He got me again when I didn’t jump away fast enough, this time landing a deep gash to my collarbone. I was beyond mad, and I really thought he was trying to kill me, so my body went into deep survival. I didn’t have to dig deep for my youkai to come out and play. My eyes got hot, my fangs began throbbing in time with my claws. I felt my skin prickle and I kept thinking the same thing over and over, ‘eat him.’
I know, I know. What is it with me and eating people? We’ll get to that later.
This time when he flew at me, I ducked and his legs went over my head. His back was facing me and I took advantage. With an animalistic snarl I latched onto his back, my teeth sinking into his right trapezius. He didn’t make a sound, but he did reach around and grab me by the back of the neck, hard. Whenever somebody squeezes that muscle and makes you cringe? That one. I felt like my splenius was being ripped away from my body. I managed to claw the fuck out of his hand as he threw me to the ground. He was on top of me now, squeezing the wind out of my neck. I found the only thing I could conveniently get my hands on. I took both hands and brought them down on his groin as hard and fast as I could, ripping his hakama to shreds almost. I felt all ten of my claws gouging away the skin of his member, which was quite impressive; for the record. Shut up and don’t be gross. I’m just stating facts.
His eyes bulged slightly and I growled with satisfaction when he loosened his grip, allowing me to dart out from under him. I thought he would give up and nurse his wounds. I mean, the man’s cock was reduced to ribbons (figurativly, although the mental image of a bunch of red ribbons in place of a penis is quite funny when you think about it). His eyes had bled into a red color now, and he was coming at me much faster this time. I began to get woozy from the blood coming down my collar bone, but I didn’t slow down. The lack of food that naturally gave living things energy was starting to wear on me more than the blood loss, because my body was already slowly closing the wound. My breaths started to come faster. He was on me again, grabbing me by the hair. I growled and ripped my head away, leaving him with only a fist-full of black hair. He threw it aside. Now I was starting to slow down. My legs wouldn’t go fast enough, and pushing myself off of walls began to get harder. I even felt the pain in my feet from the sharp rocks I had been jumping on. It hurt to keep my eyes open, but I had to prove my point to him. He was on me for the last time, sensing my weakened state. His eyes where now completely crimson, and his mouth was lengthening into a very canine-like state. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled them back while leaning his full weight on the back of my legs. I knew he was literally snapping my spine in half before the grisly conclusion. Then, it was black.
I don’t remember anything from my death. No bright light, no little body that I briefly entered, no fire. Maybe there isn’t anything on the other side, or maybe I wasn’t out long enough to have my soul taken away. When I awoke, my head felt like it had been split. I blinked away the blurriness of my eye sight to find four worried faces hovering above me. I was in my white room, and Kuritsuki was spooning me with his quivering body. My brother breathed a sigh of relief, tear tracks apparent on his cheeks. Rintsuki was stroking my hand with a ghost-like softness. There was some fox demon there, and my bitch sensei.
“Kami, little dragon, I thought you were gone.”
I was very dazed, so I just nodded and smiled. I was careful not to show my teeth, like Rintsuki said. Speaking of,
“That tickles, cousin.”
I said in a whisper. My throat was very dry. My cousin stopped his ministrations and laid my hand in his lap instead. Kuritsuki’s tail was viciously wagging, and his tongue was lapping at my neck. That made me cackle. Did I mention how ticklish I am?
“That was the most foolish thing I’ve ever seen. You will do well to learn from this. Don’t patronize or challenge your lord ever again, you stupid girl.”
I glared at the woman, but kept my mouth shut. She was right. I’d just been killed, and it was completely my fault. The fox demon was rubbing my black tail, which made me cackle again.
“Stop that annoying laugh. She is getting circulation back into your spine.”
The coyote scolded. Give me a break bitch, I was just like a minute ago. Rintsuki said very calmly,
“I like your laugh, cousin. Don’t listen to old Danniki-san. Laugh all you wish.”
That gave me a little more bravery. I stuck out my tongue quite childishly at her.
“Despite the fact that you may have made my father hate you, the fight was quite impressive considering your malnourishment and lack of demon blood.”
Rintsuki pointed out, giving me the tiniest of smiles. My male cousin had always been very kind to me. He was a little strange, though. More like his mother than his father. Kachio glared at him and kissed my forehead,
“I love you with all of my heart, Ryu. Please don’t break it by putting yourself in that situation again. Just do as oji-sama says from now on, please.”
He looked like he was about to cry again, so I gave him my warmest grin,
“I promise I’ll be good.”
I could just go home. But, I didn’t like giving up. And loose ends made me uneasy. I would get this education shit, and Sesshomaru could kiss my intelligent ass after I acquired it. You know what else made me uneasy? The way my cousin’s fingers gently curled around my wrist. I didn’t have to heart to make him feel awkward, so I just let him hold onto my wrist. After a while they all left, and I went to sleep. It must have been early afternoon at the time, and it was late at night when I was woken up by the light scent of cedar and a knot in my stomach. Somebody was coming to my room. Nothing short of physical harm could ever wake me up, and my instincts where screaming for me to stand up and ready myself. I tried to sit up, but my spine felt like hot jelly. Closer now. The scent of cedar was stronger, and it was mingled with the faint smell of sap and blood. I knew who it was, and I knew that what was about to happen wouldn’t be good.
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