A Treacherous Hand
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Category:
InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
877
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
A Treacherous Hand
* * - mean thoughts
“ ” - means spoken words
Sitting down to remove his infamous pelt, he Sesshomaru the great, took a deep breath and sighed. What had he come to. Contemplating various thoughts of his loss of self respect he continued undressing, showing more and more skin until he alas, was as naked as the day he was whelped. Walking slowly to his sanctuary, he was surrounded with pass mementos revealing just how much he had come to be praised. Sighing some more he began to think, * No would praise me now.* Letting out a quiet sob, who would want praise a demon who’d stoop so low as to cheat on their better to half, just to steal their son’s mate.
Reaching his sanctuary of brown earth and brisk winds he laid down on his side, and transformed into his first most comfortable form, dog. All the centuries of training and precise planning’s, decades showing nothing but ruthless control, being broken on countless occasions by a father who wanted him only to rule, blown away by what, a mere matter of seconds. Of being weak.
She was untouchable she and him both knew it and yet he still choose to turn his back on the basic principles of his people laid after millennia instincts forming and sharpening. 1) Never covet my mate, 2)Never hurt my mate, and 3) Hold thou’s blood higher than any. He managed to blow them all away chasing after a girl in a short skirt. Letting out another quiet sob he came to a rather decided decision, he had to leave this plane, he had to go, it was the only way his family could move on. He had to cancel out his other three sins in the way of the samurai, when defeated one must know their time Taking a moment to ponder what tool could exact the right amount of damage he was going to do himself. He had left his swords along with his clothes. Squeezing his hands, he stared down at his bloody armss, peirced with half moons that leaked lazy rivulets of blood. * I can’t use the poison my blood would only absorb it, my toxin level is to high, but I don’t want to make a mess with my claws.* Lost in thiught, he failed to notice a presence enetering his room.
“You do now that no one has to be aware of our almost indescretion, right ? My lord.” Letting out a earth shattering wale, “What did you do.”
This story was supposed to be something entirely different, but hey who controls the characters.
R & R. Im serious, I want a review. Oh yeah and a Beta.
“ ” - means spoken words
Sitting down to remove his infamous pelt, he Sesshomaru the great, took a deep breath and sighed. What had he come to. Contemplating various thoughts of his loss of self respect he continued undressing, showing more and more skin until he alas, was as naked as the day he was whelped. Walking slowly to his sanctuary, he was surrounded with pass mementos revealing just how much he had come to be praised. Sighing some more he began to think, * No would praise me now.* Letting out a quiet sob, who would want praise a demon who’d stoop so low as to cheat on their better to half, just to steal their son’s mate.
Reaching his sanctuary of brown earth and brisk winds he laid down on his side, and transformed into his first most comfortable form, dog. All the centuries of training and precise planning’s, decades showing nothing but ruthless control, being broken on countless occasions by a father who wanted him only to rule, blown away by what, a mere matter of seconds. Of being weak.
She was untouchable she and him both knew it and yet he still choose to turn his back on the basic principles of his people laid after millennia instincts forming and sharpening. 1) Never covet my mate, 2)Never hurt my mate, and 3) Hold thou’s blood higher than any. He managed to blow them all away chasing after a girl in a short skirt. Letting out another quiet sob he came to a rather decided decision, he had to leave this plane, he had to go, it was the only way his family could move on. He had to cancel out his other three sins in the way of the samurai, when defeated one must know their time Taking a moment to ponder what tool could exact the right amount of damage he was going to do himself. He had left his swords along with his clothes. Squeezing his hands, he stared down at his bloody armss, peirced with half moons that leaked lazy rivulets of blood. * I can’t use the poison my blood would only absorb it, my toxin level is to high, but I don’t want to make a mess with my claws.* Lost in thiught, he failed to notice a presence enetering his room.
“You do now that no one has to be aware of our almost indescretion, right ? My lord.” Letting out a earth shattering wale, “What did you do.”
This story was supposed to be something entirely different, but hey who controls the characters.
R & R. Im serious, I want a review. Oh yeah and a Beta.