InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Blood of the Soul ❯ Chapter 4

The Blood of the Soul

Chapter 4

 

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Inu-Yasha.

 

A/N: I do own this plot though, so NO STEALING!! I think it is sad and pathetic when peeps can't make up their own stories. Oh, ignore my spelling, it could be worst. Now on with the fic!!!

 

“” = speaking

 

Italicized = thinking or a said in a snide way

 

*blah blah blah *= action

 

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Sabrina's P.O.V.

I stopped at a village two days from my own estate. I know the village well, and I know all of the youkai who reside there. I stopped only long enough to request a shirt from a friend of mine and I continued on my journey, with the blanket folded and tucked under my arm. The sword was still strapped to my hip, its constant banging against my leg, assured me it was still there. I know that my state of undress with an unfamiliar scent will be taken note of and soon reported to my father.

 

I rush off biding farewell to my friend, and with in three hours, I appeared at my own gates. My guards react quickly and opened my gates. I spoke not a word to anyone as I rushed to my room, located in the center of the compound. I actually walked into my room, instead of rushing in like I normally do. I never liked this room. It was a nasty pink that reminded me of a medicine the other world called Pepto-Bismol. I shudder every time I look at the walls and furniture. I'm eternally grateful that my clothes are never pink. Pink walls ceiling and even the floor was that ugly pink. The bed covers, and pillows were all pink. Even the painting held enormous quantities of pink paint.

 

I looked around; every thing was in the usual spot. The closet was still to the left as well as my bed. The wall directly on the opposite side of the door still had a desk near the perfectly centered window that spanned the whole wall. A peaceful painting still hung on the right side of the room.

 

I quickly changed into a loose fitting pair of dark blue colored pants the entire female youkai population sneers at. I honestly liked it. The pants even had red blossoms on the bottom edges. In the other world, I loved jeans and many women wore them. I quickly found a red matching top and slipped it on. I tied my bluish hair back in a yellow/purple ribbon.

 

Now that I had my regular clothes on, I picked up Sesshomaru's blanket and sword. I rushed out of my home and made my way to my father's estate.

 

It took me another day and night to get there. I stumbled toward my fathers gates. The moment I was three feet with in the gates I was transported to my father's throne room. He did this all the time when I was young and would go off by myself. It was a spell that would only activate whenever I stepped somewhere near it.

 

The moment I appeared 10 feet in front of my dad's throne, I noticed he was slouched and was tapping his fingers on the arm of the chair in obvious irritation. The moment he looked up, he straightened, and fixed his somewhat disheveled appearance. He inhaled deeply and growled an obvious feline growl. Before I could blink, he was in front of me. He held me in a tight hug as he stared at my mate mark and snarled in anger “Don't worry who ever the bastard is, he wont get away with . . .” He trailed off and sniffed again.

 

“You're still a virgin!” the tone my father used told me he was slightly shocked, puzzled and relieved all at once.

 

I was puzzled more at his tone that what he actually stated. I don't know why, but I got the distinct impression he recognized Sesshomaru's scent.

 

My dad pulled away and looked at me. “How did you manage to get him!!!!? Of all the youkai, it had to be him.”

 

“Dad, I issued the challenge.”

 

Not in a million years could I explain the look on my dad's face. I did notice his face turned slightly white and then slightly red.

 

“Go to your room for now and prepare.”

 

I watched my dad for any signs on what he was thinking. I saw a brief flash of aura. Usually my dad's brief flashes of aura tell me what state of mind my dad was. But this time it was blank of all color. I gave up and walked away, all the while feeling my dad's gaze following me out of the throne room.

 

 

 

 

To Be Continued . . . .

 

A/N: Review peeps and tell me what you think. Sorry about not updating faster, but I had to get some of the plot straightened out. Not only that, but I started school back up again.