Unplanned

Disclaimer: Niether of us claims credit for the creation if the inuyasha
series. But we will eat anyone who takes our hard work for
granted. and hunt you down.


Dedicated to the one who started it all: Rumiko Takahashi

UNNPLANNED


PROLOGUE: OH DEAR!

The skies over head were a clear blue. The wedding was coming to a close and a
golden eyed lord stood far above the festivities with a lip curled in distaste it seemed. But his
thoughts would reflect his heart. :Why should I, the Lord of the Western Lands care for the
fate of petty mortals? Especially hers? Why does the ache within me force me to watch this...
travesty of human affairs? Ridiculous.: Sesshomaru jumped from the tree to land next to his
young ward. :I should...: A strange scent wafted over the air.

It called to him as no other scent could. The one female in this world who could
make him forget his control was in heat. A thought began to form in his mind. He would lure
her away. Then take her as his mate.

Before he let his mind take over again he spoke, "Jaken, remain here and see to Rin's needs. Fail me and I will pinish you."

The green imp, already in awe of his Lord's power backed away in fear. :Master
Sesshomaru is smiling. Oh, dear. This never turns out well.: "Yes, my lord. I, Jaken, shall
not fail you." :At least,: Gulp. :I hope not.:

Rin eyed her lord with growing concern. Since he had learned of the slayer's coming
marriage he had been in a most foul mood. But now.... He Seemed almost.... Happy.
:What ever is wrong Lord Sesshomaru, I will be here for you. As you have been there for me.:

Sesshomaru left his two vassals where they were and moved to a southeasterly direction. Straight for a small village of humans. Whatever he was planning, Rin and Jaken
would share no part of it.


Sango was just changing into her new kimono when screams echoed across the
villiage square. She slipped her head out the door to see what could cause such a rukus. There
in all his glory was Sesshomaru. As Miroku and InuYasha were passed out drunk along with
a snoring Kagome, it seemed to her that something wasn't right. There was no time to change.

The slayer grabbed for her Harikotsu and stepped out into the fleeing crowd.
Sesshomaru's eyes were a bloody red and his claws dripped poison. In his other hand was
his unsheathed blade. When his eyes alighted on the slayer an evil smile appeared.

"Slayer. You have hunted demons all across these lands. Now, I wish to test your
skills. Meet me, there, on that mountain. Fail to do so, and all these humans shall die." His
silver hair lifted about him as a fine mist arose around his body. Speeding him to a western moutain.

Sango's jaw dropped. :He's not serious. Is he?: Confusion focused in her eyes. Her
demon cat Kilala mewed up at her. :This is bad timing on his part. Damn. Why couldn't he
pick any other day? He had to pick this one.:

"Come on, Kilala. I don't want to spend the rest of my wedding day burying dead bodies." Kilala's foul look didn't escape Sango. "I know my friend. You wanted to find
yourself a mate too. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you. Just get me to the mountain."
Kilala transformed herself and growled a friendly goodbye to the now frightened kitsune.
Shippo waved goodbye, already wondering how he would explain this even as Sango and Kilala
disappeared into the afternoon.