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Death, Emotion and Everything In Between	By : SpokenMist Category: InuYasha > General Views: 1179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Death, Emotion, and
Everything In Between

Chapter One

Bird Songp>
Child Laughter.
Rustle of Flowers.
Innocence.
The tune of such a world is foreign to me. The ears that
have heard a thouspleapleas for help seem to ignore all melodies except that of
Death. The song of the faceless women; of the souls with lidless eyes; that is
the song they admire, the plucking of strings, pizzicato. Silence and Death,
those are the perpetual chants my ears live by.
The Code.
The Code is not for Child
Laughter.
Not for Bird Song or Rustle
of Flowers. It is not for Innocence.
I live by The Code. Or
rather, lived by it. Now the tune of Death has a different melody. It is the
melody of Protection. Protecting Child Laugher, Bird Song, Innocence as well as
the Rustle of Flowers.
I live by that Code now.
But Death does not bend to
that tune so easily, so now, all I have left is Silence.
Thinking of things a bit
more philosophically, I still have Death.
Silence is the dear friend
of Death. Both bend to one another without question. After all, Death is the
opposite of life; it is Time standing still. Silence on the other hand is
Wasted Time. So, does not the Law of Syllogism state that Silence naturally
Becomes Death?
A
tug on my sleeve calls me back from the cold interior of my thoughts to the
outside world of Laughter, Song, Innocence and something new. Emotion. The
power of these new feelings wash over me and become one with my cold interior.
All Emotion is now frozen. Death plays its tune in the Background.
"Sesshoumaru-sama,
look, I made this for you." The child shows me a wreat flo flowers. Vivid
Colors. I know what she wants me to do, I lower my head so she may reach and
tuck those colors into my silver hair. Emotions thaw for a moment and freeze
up, once again. No use for them, Icicles give me more comfort than warmth. They
offer much more protection.
I
straighten myself. Dust away the Wetness the thawed icicles have left on my
body and stand up, glancing around until my eyes pause on the child. Her eyes
are shining with warmth. What a Fool. She Smiles. An Icicle breaks away. That
Smile is the one thing that keeps her with me. Her Smile is the very thing that
enabled me to save her and accept her almost as my own. Even though she is
Human. She has the Smile. Too bad she is also a Fool.
She
starts laughing. Child Laughter. Somethingve lve learned to protect. The Rustle
of Flowers catches my attention. Danger.
"Rin,
be quiet."
"Hu-"
the child shuts her Human mouth. The mouth that is capable of the Smile.
Danger. My Claws extend to their toxic state and I hurl myself at the Beast of
motion in the Rustling Flowers. Innocence can be very Deadly. I stop in mid
assault. A breeze from the direction of the Beast flows to my nostrils and I
pick up the very heavy scent of Blood. This Beast is already dead. My nose
picks up a weaker scent. Under all that blood is the smell of-
My
eyes widen.
Inuyasha.
But
how is the idiot of a half brother that I have, connected to the Beast?
My
nose picks up another scent.
This
one is stronger than Inuyasha's normal one. It is the scent of his blood.
Another
scent.
My
eyes widen to their maximum extent.
This
is the scent closest to me, to that of my father.
I
stand still and a small hand tugs at my sleeve once more. I look down at the
child. She is holding the wreath of flowers; it must have fallen off while I
was running. I look at her and my instincts of Protection overcome my
Curiosity.
"Jaken."
"Yes
milord."
"Take
Rin and bring her back to the castle. Rin, go play with Jaken and do as he
says. I will be back shortly."
"Hai"
both of them nod their heads in agreement. I signal for Ah and Uh to follow me.
I jump onto the saddle and they fly into the clouds. Below I hear Jaken
ordering Rin to follow him. But I know what she is doing. She is Staring at me.
Smiling. Waving. Her pathetic Human brain does not understand. She does not
know about the Blood.
I
am Immune to it. I ignore it. The Stench would drive any demon crazy, any
Normal Demon crazy, but not a Taiyoukai like me. If it did, I would not be the
most powerful one in the Western Lands, or rather, My Western Lands. If it did,
I would not have won all the battles, I would have lost. I would be insane a
million times over, so I have to be Immune. There is no other choice for me.
I
lead Ah and Un to the core of the stench. To the place filled with so much
blood I would have thought that villages upon villages were massacred. But I
know better. Experience has taught me so much, and has taught me well. This
blood can't have been of villages because most of it is not even human. Maybe
part of a village was destroyed, but the smell is mostly of demon blood.
I
have reached the core. I halt Ah and Un for a moment and point in a direction.
Down. The two heads nod to one another and head straight for the ground.
The
strong smell of blood almost overpowers my senses, sending me to the brink of
insanity. I stop and close my eyes. Focusing on my own scent. Calm. I need to
feel that. Calm and Calm. The icicles maximize in their strength. Good. I open
my eyes. There is too much to take in, even for a Demon like me. I close them
once more hoping that the Calm would spread through my body.
My
eyelids flicker open. Red. A lot of it. The Death orchestra is playing
overtime. I study the Six Bodies. Three Demons. Three Humans. I recognize Five
of the Bodies. Inuyasha's companions no doubt. More Fools. The Sixth I see was
once a Kairi-youkai, defined by its strong teeth, teeth. A glint of Fang
catches my eye as if it is an explanation. Pieces of the Tetsusaiga are strewn
all over the battlefield.
I
glance back at the Five Bodies I had identified both as Inuyasha's Companions
and Fools. I look at my Kind first. The fire cat is missing her tails. I see
them across the field in the taijya's hand. Bloody tears stain the once yellow
fur red. What a Pity. Next, I look at the little Kitsune. No visible injuries,
as he is lying on his back. My icicles freeze up once more as I turn him around
and eye a flesh wound. I could see his innards poking out from his torn skin.
Pity. I feel Pity once more.
I
eye the humans now. The taijya first, with the fire cat's tails in her bloody
hand. No hope for her. Her stomach covered by half of her weapon, the
boomerang. I lift it; nothing that would associate her with the melody of Death
is observable. I use one claw to tear her skimpy clothes. A trickle of blood
flows down. I rip more of the fabric then I gently feel her ribs. How very
strange. It seems to me that her own weapon killed her. The force that her
weapon was knocked into her ribs caused them to shatter, right into her heart.
She probably died in a of internal bleeding. How Gruesome.
The
monk was lying right next to her, so it cost me almost no energy to waste on
turning around to look at him. His staff still sparkled with his spiritual
power. The smell of blood is very powerful with him. Nothing is wrong with the
monk except for the gaping hole where his heart should be. There is no heart.
His hand is clutching something. I open it and close it in a second's time. What
kind of monster would rip out a man's heart and make him hold it while it was
still beating?
I
turn to the last body. It is Her. She is lying on a tree root. I see a glimmer
of purple light. I look closer. It is her aura. She is alive, but Dying. There,
I could hear it, the Melody. Her body seemed to take a few breaths at a time.
That is when I actually heeded it. Her Heart.
KADUNK
KADUNK
KADUNK
Kadunk-kadunk-kadunk�
It
sped up.
Her
chest lifted and lowered as she took another small breath. It seems Inuyasha
had missed her throat and instead took out her ribs. It does not matter to me.
She
is a source of information. Though I could quite easily speculate what had
happened, I do not know. I take a closer look at Her. Her hands clutch
something near her ribs. Tetsusaiga's scabbard lies in her tiny hands,
surrounded by some energy, which was being absorbed by her body. She jerked and
opened her eyes using just about all of her remaining energy.
Her
mouth moved, forming words. But her vocal cords remained unstrung.
She
tried again. This time bits of the words were heard.
"Sessh�.*gasp*
take�*gasp* bits of�*sigh* Tet�tet �tet�" She rolled her eyes. Trying to
focus on my figure. I moved closer.
"Tetsusaiga?"
I asked? She half nodded. She pointed to the bits of the sword.
"Ta�.ke"
she finally managed to say before she fell into unconsciousness once more. I
thought that she was right; after all, there might be a way to fix the sword,
though truthfully, I do not need it anymore since I have the Tokijin. But
another sword, one as valuable and as deadly as the Tetsusaiga is also a prized
possession. And I, Sesshoumaru, shall have it as my own. If I find a way to fix
it. I look at the girl, and decid tak take her along with me, on Ah and Un's
back. Once she tells me exactly what has happened I shall let her go, but for
this very moment, she belongs to me.
I
look at her the very moment her body jerks as she tries to inhale some oxygen.
Death lingers near.
I pick the frail women and
lay her on Ah and Un. Quickly, I gather the fragments of Tetsusaiga and summon
a red cloud that would take me back to my ca. I . I nod to the dragon and Ah
and Un begin to fly. I wonder what has become of my idiot brother. He is
probably dead right now, or at least dying. Not knowing what he has become, a
spineless killing machine. I think it is better left this way. For if the
transformation doesn't kill him, the knowledge of what he did will, of course,
if he is not already dead. I am quite sure in thinking that he would never wipe
the smell of Blood Clean off his fingers. He would Die. And Death would play
its lovely tune for him.

Hai- Yes
Youkai- Demon
Taiyoukai- um� lets just
say, Demon Lord
Kairi- Beaver
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