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The day was beauty itself, unparalleled perfection, one of those days which wills adults to run about outside and laugh with a pure joy they had forgotten since childhood. It was warm, but not overly so. There was the gentlest breeze blowing. Inside the large estate of the Western Lands, the small forest was peaceful and green. It was almost too perfect a day to be true and yet, here it was.
Laughter cut through the silence elegantly, as two flashes of color bounced from tree to tree. "Can't catch me big bruzzer!" cried a tiny voice. The red ball of color that was a six year old Inuyasha bounced from tree to tree, laughing joyously. Out of breath, the small furrball stopped his retreat momentarily and looked around the forest for his pursuer. "huh?" The forest was silenced once more. "Bruzzer? Where are you? Sesthomaoo?" cried Inuyasha, his big brother's name jumbled by his missing right front tooth as well as by his still lacking language skills. Hopping to the ground lithely, Inuyasha's ears fell back slightly as the smile dropped from his face. Had he been abandoned? Where was his brother?
Just as the worry began to rise in the little half-demon, a ball of white fur and fabric bounded from the trees and pounced upon Inuyasha. "Sesthy!" the child cried happily. Both brothers tumbled for a short time, Sesshomaru always taking care not to overdo it with his brother. He surely didn't want to hurt him. Finally, the two lay in the soft grass side by side. Sesshomaru smiled softly, glad to shut his eyes and relax on this most perfect day. It seemed that every day these past six years had brought with it great joy. He loved being a big brother, and he absolutely adored his little Inuyasha. Each day the two played together, and Sesshomaru took pride in being able to structure their games so as to begin teaching his younger brother things he would need to survive later in life. And Inuyasha absolutely adored his older brother, wanting to be like him in every way. Whenever Sesshomaru was nearby, Inuyasha felt safe, loved, protected.... He felt like he belonged.
The young hanyou pounced upon his brother's chest, looking into his face questioningly. Sesshomaru sighed, opening his eyes. He knew that look... here comes the questions, he thought.
"Brother, we'll always be together, right?"
"Huh?" The demon prince smiled softly, rubbing a hand over the soft white ears, still covered with puppy fur. "Of course... why ask such a question."
Inuyasha did not answer, but instead continued. "But when we grow up, you wont stop loving me.. Or... or... forget about me... will ya?"
Sesshomaru sat up, pulling the pup into his lap. "I'll never forget about you.... And I'll never stop loving you... You're my baby brother.... I'll always be here for you."
"Promise?" "Of course I promise." he kissed his brother's forhead before looking up at the waning sunlight in the sky. "Come on, it's dinnertime." Both brothers started up and began to race to the main house of the estate.
Two days later, sesshomaru was in his room finishing with his studies for the day, when he heard whimpering outside his window. He walked out onto the balcony and peered down into the garden. There, among the flowers and green grass, Inuyasha sat, sobbing gently. A look of concern crossed the young Sesshomaru's face as he hopped down to his distressed brother. A gentle hand found its way to Inuyasha's back, and the child looked up. "What's wrong?" Sesshomaru asked. "The... the kids.... They hate me... They called me names and hurt me... What's.... what's wrong with being a hanyo?" he asked Sesshomaru sighed. "Nothing! Nothing is wrong with it..... Those kids just don't understand that. They're looking to make themselves feel better by hurting you." He gathered Inuyasha to his chest and rubbed soothing circles on the young pup's back until his crying stopped. "Come, it's time for a nap, the day grows hot." Sesshomaru placed his brother upon his bed, patting the child's back gently. Finally, he lay down next to Inuyasha and shut his eyes to rest as well.
Two days later, sesshomaru was in his room finishing with his studies for the day, when he heard whimpering outside his window. He walked out onto the balcony and peered down into the garden. There, among the flowers and green grass, Inuyasha sat, sobbing gently. A look of concern crossed the young Sesshomaru's face as he hopped down to his distressed brother. A gentle hand found its way to Inuyasha's back, and the child looked up. "What's wrong?" Sesshomaru asked. "The... the kids.... They hate me... They called me names and hurt me... What's.... what's wrong with being a hanyo?" he asked Sesshomaru sighed. "Nothing! Nothing is wrong with it..... Those kids just don't understand that. They're looking to make themselves feel better by hurting you." He gathered Inuyasha to his chest and rubbed soothing circles on the young pup's back until his crying stopped. "Come, it's time for a nap, the day grows hot." Sesshomaru placed his brother upon his bed, patting the child's back gently. Finally, he lay down next to Inuyasha and shut his eyes to rest as well.
The peace lasted about an hour before the young prince Sesshomaru awoke with a sudden start, the action jostling Inuyasha from his own slumber. "Bruzzer? What's wrong?" Inuyasha asked, rubbing the last bits of sleep from his eyes.
"I'm not sure..."
Inuyasha strode to the balcony and looked down in sudden alarm. "My ball! And my toy sword! They're broked!" Both he and Sesshomaru leapt to the yard below to examine the murdered toys. A hushed whispering laugh sounded from behind them. "Get em!" Suddenly a group of about 5 older boys jumped upon them and began to pummed the two princes. "Hanyo! You don't belong here! Get out! You're not royalty, you're just a bastard child with bad blood!" Inuyasha tried futilely to fend off their attackers. Sesshomaru fared a bit better in the fight, but it was obvious that the two were overpowered. Suddenly a great roar resounded ahead of the group. All motion stopped as the great Inutaisho, ruler of the Western Lands and father to Sesshomaru and Inuyasha, strode onto the miniature battlefield. With one look, he made the 5 attackers scatter.
Then he turned his gaze towards his two sons.
Sesshomaru's face remained composed, stolid. It was a face he had just acquired in the last year or so, and one he would in the future wear constantly. Inuyasha, however, slumped as he noticed the disapproving look his father was giving them. "Boys.... Come with me. We need to have a talk."
Ok that's it for now. As always please....REVIEW!!!!
......Merissa
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Laughter cut through the silence elegantly, as two flashes of color bounced from tree to tree. "Can't catch me big bruzzer!" cried a tiny voice. The red ball of color that was a six year old Inuyasha bounced from tree to tree, laughing joyously. Out of breath, the small furrball stopped his retreat momentarily and looked around the forest for his pursuer. "huh?" The forest was silenced once more. "Bruzzer? Where are you? Sesthomaoo?" cried Inuyasha, his big brother's name jumbled by his missing right front tooth as well as by his still lacking language skills. Hopping to the ground lithely, Inuyasha's ears fell back slightly as the smile dropped from his face. Had he been abandoned? Where was his brother?
Just as the worry began to rise in the little half-demon, a ball of white fur and fabric bounded from the trees and pounced upon Inuyasha. "Sesthy!" the child cried happily. Both brothers tumbled for a short time, Sesshomaru always taking care not to overdo it with his brother. He surely didn't want to hurt him. Finally, the two lay in the soft grass side by side. Sesshomaru smiled softly, glad to shut his eyes and relax on this most perfect day. It seemed that every day these past six years had brought with it great joy. He loved being a big brother, and he absolutely adored his little Inuyasha. Each day the two played together, and Sesshomaru took pride in being able to structure their games so as to begin teaching his younger brother things he would need to survive later in life. And Inuyasha absolutely adored his older brother, wanting to be like him in every way. Whenever Sesshomaru was nearby, Inuyasha felt safe, loved, protected.... He felt like he belonged.
The young hanyou pounced upon his brother's chest, looking into his face questioningly. Sesshomaru sighed, opening his eyes. He knew that look... here comes the questions, he thought.
"Brother, we'll always be together, right?"
"Huh?" The demon prince smiled softly, rubbing a hand over the soft white ears, still covered with puppy fur. "Of course... why ask such a question."
Inuyasha did not answer, but instead continued. "But when we grow up, you wont stop loving me.. Or... or... forget about me... will ya?"
Sesshomaru sat up, pulling the pup into his lap. "I'll never forget about you.... And I'll never stop loving you... You're my baby brother.... I'll always be here for you."
"Promise?" "Of course I promise." he kissed his brother's forhead before looking up at the waning sunlight in the sky. "Come on, it's dinnertime." Both brothers started up and began to race to the main house of the estate.
Two days later, sesshomaru was in his room finishing with his studies for the day, when he heard whimpering outside his window. He walked out onto the balcony and peered down into the garden. There, among the flowers and green grass, Inuyasha sat, sobbing gently. A look of concern crossed the young Sesshomaru's face as he hopped down to his distressed brother. A gentle hand found its way to Inuyasha's back, and the child looked up. "What's wrong?" Sesshomaru asked. "The... the kids.... They hate me... They called me names and hurt me... What's.... what's wrong with being a hanyo?" he asked Sesshomaru sighed. "Nothing! Nothing is wrong with it..... Those kids just don't understand that. They're looking to make themselves feel better by hurting you." He gathered Inuyasha to his chest and rubbed soothing circles on the young pup's back until his crying stopped. "Come, it's time for a nap, the day grows hot." Sesshomaru placed his brother upon his bed, patting the child's back gently. Finally, he lay down next to Inuyasha and shut his eyes to rest as well.
Two days later, sesshomaru was in his room finishing with his studies for the day, when he heard whimpering outside his window. He walked out onto the balcony and peered down into the garden. There, among the flowers and green grass, Inuyasha sat, sobbing gently. A look of concern crossed the young Sesshomaru's face as he hopped down to his distressed brother. A gentle hand found its way to Inuyasha's back, and the child looked up. "What's wrong?" Sesshomaru asked. "The... the kids.... They hate me... They called me names and hurt me... What's.... what's wrong with being a hanyo?" he asked Sesshomaru sighed. "Nothing! Nothing is wrong with it..... Those kids just don't understand that. They're looking to make themselves feel better by hurting you." He gathered Inuyasha to his chest and rubbed soothing circles on the young pup's back until his crying stopped. "Come, it's time for a nap, the day grows hot." Sesshomaru placed his brother upon his bed, patting the child's back gently. Finally, he lay down next to Inuyasha and shut his eyes to rest as well.
The peace lasted about an hour before the young prince Sesshomaru awoke with a sudden start, the action jostling Inuyasha from his own slumber. "Bruzzer? What's wrong?" Inuyasha asked, rubbing the last bits of sleep from his eyes.
"I'm not sure..."
Inuyasha strode to the balcony and looked down in sudden alarm. "My ball! And my toy sword! They're broked!" Both he and Sesshomaru leapt to the yard below to examine the murdered toys. A hushed whispering laugh sounded from behind them. "Get em!" Suddenly a group of about 5 older boys jumped upon them and began to pummed the two princes. "Hanyo! You don't belong here! Get out! You're not royalty, you're just a bastard child with bad blood!" Inuyasha tried futilely to fend off their attackers. Sesshomaru fared a bit better in the fight, but it was obvious that the two were overpowered. Suddenly a great roar resounded ahead of the group. All motion stopped as the great Inutaisho, ruler of the Western Lands and father to Sesshomaru and Inuyasha, strode onto the miniature battlefield. With one look, he made the 5 attackers scatter.
Then he turned his gaze towards his two sons.
Sesshomaru's face remained composed, stolid. It was a face he had just acquired in the last year or so, and one he would in the future wear constantly. Inuyasha, however, slumped as he noticed the disapproving look his father was giving them. "Boys.... Come with me. We need to have a talk."
Ok that's it for now. As always please....REVIEW!!!!
......Merissa
Logging out......
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