InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Blood of the Soul ❯ Chapter 3

The Blood of the Soul

 

Chapter 3: The Challenging Ritual

 

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

 

A/N: Please don't steal my story or ideas. 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 sat up in bed and looked around. Everything was blue and silver. The room was huge and as I glanced up I noticed the room actually had three stories. Interesting enough, there were no stairs like the ones in my other world. From the angle I was at, I could see through a square cut into the roof of the room I was in. I could see another room with a square in the second floor as well as the third. The squares cut into the second and third floor was large enough to fit a full grown human. It made sense to me that the square sized holes allowed no humans unless they had ladders. The squares were just large enough for a youkai to jump through.

 

I felt something slide down my neck. I checked to see what it was, and low and behold . . . blood. And that's when it hit me. . . . I was `mate marked'. Technically speaking I was this dude's wife. (A/N: Don't forget that Sabrina's language will include words from her other world.) Dad is going to be so mad. I've been gone from home for almost two months now. When he finds out I'm married to someone I don't know . . .*shudder* . . . I don't even want to think about what will happen.

 

Once I stood up, I felt the blanket drop completely, and realized I had no shirt on. That's when I noticed my shirt in taters on the floor and bed. I was mad as hell to say the least. I had to get this guy back. I still don't know his name, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't know mine. *Tapping a finger to her chin Sabrina smiled mischievously.* Hehehe I could always start with his perfect rooms. Yeah, it's a small revenge, but it's only the beginning!

 

Let's just say that by the time I was done with all three rooms it closely resembled `the black hole' (A/N: a nickname I sometimes use for my own messy room). With the lack of me in his bed, he'd know it was me who did it. Not to mention my smell all over his stupidly perfect rooms. The white and blue theme was present in all three rooms. I destroyed the bed on the first floor, along with anything in that room. I even went as far as the stuff hanging on the walls. I destroyed his clothes, with the exception of one white shirt, which I now wore. It was way too big on me and it sagged everywhere. This guy was so much bigger than me. The second floor held a study of sorts. I destroyed his desk, a table and three chairs. I chucked his books every where. I did trash the shelves the books were on. The third floor held more books and another table with two chairs, along with a sword hanging on the wall.

 

*Thinking out loud, she put a finger to her chin and taped it as she spoke* “Now that I partially initiated the ritual. * An eye twitched * Man, I hope he doesn't catch me. What would he value most besides the human child? Ah ha, the sword on the third floor!” I couldn't bring myself to take the sword the first time from the wall where it was displayed. I just hope he wont kill me once he finds his sword missing.”

 

I cleared the second floor and then the third. Jumping through those square holes was easy. I walked around the furniture I had trashed previously and reached for a sword I intentionally left still hanging. Little hands tugged at the waist of the shirt I wore. I looked down and there stood a miniature little boy identical to the lord who had `mate marked' me. Surprise I gasped in shock.

 

“Is this sword yours? I'm sorry.” I bowed, straightened and waited for the boy to answer.

 

The little boy just looked at me with a blank face and finally said “yes the sword is mine.”

 

“Oh . . . um, are you his son?”

 

The child corrected me, “my name or rather his is Lord Sesshomaru. And no I am not my own son.”

 

I blinked several times and finally came up with an answer. He must have created this child to hold or protect something. So I was still technically taking some thing of his. I reached for the sword, only to feel deep gashes torn into my side and across my back. I tightened my jaw as the pain swept through me.

 

I turned and watched the mini-lord flexed his claws. He was so cute, even though he was dead serious about defending the sword. He wore the same clothes as the older version of the Western Lord. His clothes consisted of red and white top and pants along with the yellow/ purplish-blue belt.

 

I laughed and he narrowed his eyes. He crouched as if he was getting ready to pounce. I held up my hand and explained why I needed the sword.

 

Chibi-lord looked surprised and even whispered a remark. Then he smirked at me and stated “It's about time he claimed someone. If you must you may take the sword. It's about time someone was brave enough to lead him on a chase.”

 

I grabbed the sword and turned to thank the chibi-lord, but he was gone. Shrugging my shoulders, I left. I jumped down to the first floor just as I heard and smelled the little girl enter the room. She ran to me and tugged on the shirt I wore. I was completely surprised when it just ripped the rest of the way and fell to the floor. I instantly covered up, while the female child fell to the floor laughing. I went to his bed, and grabbed the blanket off of it. I wrapped myself up in it and took off.

 

I turned my head and caught a glimpse of the child as she raised her voice so it could carry to me “Please don't leave!”

 

I had to laugh out loud once the castle was out of sight. I could just imagine that guy when he sees the room I trashed. I have to get to my dad's domain before he decides to chase me. That's when it hit me my husband was Lord Sesshomaru of the Western lands. As I ran, things streaked by in a swirl of colors. I didn't stop even when I entered my father's domain. I hope Lord Sesshomaru doesn't kill me for this, but it's a matter of my honor as well as my family's honor. It's a good thing I haven't marked him back.

 

To Be Continued……

 

A/N: I wrote this a different way, so I hope at least one person likes this and tells me. The more encouragement I get the faster I will post. I can't improve my story if no one tells me what's wrong, or gives me suggestions. Sorry about the spelling, but I do use spell check on Microsoft Word.