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"Inuyasha!" she screamed, and he woke with a jump, falling
with a yelp to the ground. That dream, who was she? Inuyasha picked himself up off the ground and sprang back up into the
tree he'd just fallen out of. Who was that girl? She'd been in his dreams as long as he could remember, and it was always
the same, she always screamed his name, waking him up.
"Who are
you, you stupid girl!" He yelled into the darkness, "What do you want from me?"
"What are you doing, Inuyasha?" his brother asked, coming out of the woods, yawning. "I could hear you clear in there."
"Go away, Sesshomaru." Inuyasha replied bitterly ignoring him.
"Can't
a man be worried about his little brother?" Sesshomaru asked sharply.
Inuyasha glared at him from his perch, "Any other time, you're informing me that we're only half-brothers. What do you want
Sesshomaru?"
Sesshomaru yawned sleepily and flicked his hair over
his shoulder, the silver hair and golden eyes mirroring his brother's so closely. "Nothing, I'm just bored. Wanna go run?"
Inuyasha snarled at him, 'Jus so you have an excuse to hit me with that miserable whip of yours? No thank you."
"Fine, then." With a graceful leap he landed beside Inuyasha on his branch lightly. "What's the dream about, Inuyasha?"
"Feh." Inuyasha mumbled looking away.
"Is it the same one from when
you were a kid?" Sesshomaru asked, fixing his eyes on the silvery clouds in the black sky.
"Yeah. But it's worse now. I can see her." Inuyasha said shaking his head as if trying to dislodge the memory.
"Is it that bad?" Sesshomaru asked.
"No." Inuyasha muttered, "It's
that good."
"She's pretty, eh?" He asked, smirking at his brother's
discomfort.
"Sesshomaru, I've always wondered something." He started,
changing the subject suddenly. "Why did you take me in after Mother died? I mean you hated humans and everything, and I'm
hanyou. Why did you do it?" Inuyasha asked, watching Sesshomaru.
Sesshomaru frowned. "I don't really know. You were so small, and no one wanted you." He said sadly, "You know, I really hated
you when you were a child. I was already grown, and father had finally married. I think I resented you. I mean, after all,
I wasn't a planned birth, and well, you were prayed for a great deal." Sesshomaru flexed his hands unconsciously, "I think
it was something he said to me once."
When Sesshomaru didn't continue,
Inuyasha questioned him, prodding for the answers, "What did he say?"
"He said that that I was meant to heal, but you were meant to protect. I don't really know what that meant, but when your
mother died, I took you in. I didn't know what else to do with you. The villagers were blaming you for everything from murders
to sicknesses. I doubt they would have left you live much longer." Sesshomaru smirked, "He also said that I was to guard the
pack. I assume he meant you and your mother."
"Sesshomaru, why did
you never take a mate?" Inuyasha asked. "I mean, you're getting pretty old there, youkai."
Sesshomaru laughed, "I'm barely 200. Besides, how am I supposed to look for a mate when I had a little wretch around all the
time?"
"Right." Inuyasha said, giving him a shove. He fell backwards
out of the tree, hitting the ground with an ungraceful thud.
"That
was low, hanyou." He yelled, flexing his claws menacingly. In a flash, he'd severed the tree Inuyasha was sitting in. It crashed
to the ground with a thud. Inuyasha climbed out of the mangled branches.
"Sesshomaru, you jerk. That was my favorite tree." Inuyasha said irritably shaking his fist.
Sesshomaru shrugged and wandered back into the woods. Inuyasha sighed and followed after him. He was never going to get back
to sleep now.
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