vixon: another inuyasha fic, staring none other than my all time fav SESSHOMARU! I get all a giggle's when I think about his fluffy cuteness. this is one I had before my first story; I just had difficulty rewriting it from my old computer to my new. but all in all, I think it has a very nice plot... er, I guess.

summery: a secret wish erupted from his heart, a wish to be released from this misery twisting inside. Sesshomaru begged the falling star to give him the missing piece in his soul, to take away the growing emptiness that befell his father. that is what he desired, that is what he received. all this came in the form of one girl, someone that can change the lonely fate of one demon.

I Wish

Ch 1 "The shrine"

He starred at nothing in particular, other than the distance of the ever stretching horizon. All focus trained from one object to another as he moved, to things that always forever dodged his reach, always to slink into the beyond when he approached it. The demon never wanted to get close enough to touch what he approached, there for leaving him to forever switch his sights to what ever lay ahead. It was the way of living, the way he would surely die by.

His senses flared, taking in the atmosphere around his regal form, never straying from the possibility of impending doom. Caution was the key to survival, and Sesshomaru took those chaotic past mistakes to heart.

Climbing up the hill behind the demon stood the little green imp huffing from the brutal steepness and depleted energy dwindling in his tiny green body. "Lord Sesshomaru, it is almost night fall. Perhaps we should find a place to settle." Jakken appeared hopeful, leaning heavily on his staff for support.

Sweeping his molten gaze across the landscape and inhaling deeply to decipher any odd scents, Sesshomaru finally dropped his eyes to the ground, feeling the alluring wind tease his flesh and hair. The sun was waving its last golden fingers into the clouds, staining the white nimbus's into many assortments of colors.

"Very well." The taiyoukai breathed, never attaching any indifferent tone to the words other than the placid calmness that clung to his velvety voice. If they carried on into the night like this, chances stood of ambush from specters in the approaching forest. All kind's of dangers and surprises were held in these lands, the kind that Sesshomaru scarcely had any difficulty disposing of, but the effort was still found bothersome.

The imp sat on the grass, trying to reclaim his second wind before rushing off to locate wood. "Master, if I may be so bold, what troubles you?" They seemed to be traveling in no general direction, wondering the area aimlessly in the backwoods. The demon glared down to his subordinate servant, his silver strands of hair weaved softly in the gentle wind. The icy glare alone sent Jakken to fidget, twiddling his thumbs until turning away fearfully, "N-not like it's any of my business my Lord."

"Go fetch the wood." Just as quickly as the order was issued, the slimy imp leapt to his feet, racing to the edge of a near by woods to carry out the command. When the servant became only a distant speck, and a distant memory, Sesshomaru eased his muscle's slightly due to the serenity. He enjoyed being alone, he had been for most of his youth. Or perhaps... he had always been alone. 'It is safer that way.' A law practically written in stone for the taiyoukai. What need did he have for meddling individuals, for incompetent lackeys such as the one over yonder?

They were tools, stepping stones for a greater purpose in his eyes. Inhaling another whiff of the untainted wildness, Sesshomaru grimaced at the scent of human's close by. They were useless creatures, a disease that spread from one corner of the earth to the other and a hundred times over. And from where he stood, the world would be a far better place without such parasite's to plague him. His nose never lied, and the smells of ignorant youth played just beyond the fortress of tree's. It was a small group, along the number of three female's.

'Perfect, unwanted company.' He assumed the direction they headed was not far from where he planned to establish camp. Sighing distantly to himself, the demon lord picked his feet up, heading in no other way than where the girlish giggle's radiated from. He had absolutely no other thing in mind for tonight, and once more, getting some breathing space from that toad of a servant was more appealing than anything.

Hiding behind the natural cover, the shelter of tree's in what seemed an endless forest, Sesshomaru watched the small images take shape into adolescent young girls, a pack that swiveled fearful and excited eyes around for any danger. For a danger that stood only an arm length away from ripping them apart limb from limb. One girl had to slap her hand over her mouth to hold down the shrill chuckles, the kind that bubbled into repulsive sounds that forced Sesshomaru to grimace inwardly.

Did they have absolutely nothing better to do other than disrupt a perfect starry night? Following them with soft strides, the demon lord listened to the babble one spewed between her chipper voices, "This is soooo perfect. I heard that the stars are all aligned just right to go soul gazing."

Sesshomaru lifted an ear towards that, recalling legends he had once fell upon while on his journeys, sticking ever closer to the unsuspecting group. The other girl's nodded in unison, holding hands to give themselves a false security, "Yeah and some of the boys said it was working last night too."

"Are you telling me that boys actually admit to doing this silly thing?"

The one that had spoken before blushed wildly, chuckling with the others, "Yep. Tomoa said he and Boko came here and they say Nika-chan in the mirrors reflection. She puffed up like a frog when I told her this, but I think she wasn't too offended. You know Nika-chan, never wanting to admit her feelings for Tomoa." They all burst out laughing; piercing Sesshomaru's sensitive ears by the high pitch it produced. 'Ignorant creatures.'

The shorter out of the three turned her attention towards the strange building they had journeyed too, beaming hopefully to the shrine-like design. "We're here, we're here." She was all a tingle, squealing like a pig by the sight of the place.

Sesshomaru didn't see the awe of it, berating himself for nearly buying into these hormone driven parasite's gossip.

Parting from the others, one girl turned her head upwards to say a little prayer before entering. "Wish me luck you guys." And with that thrown behind her, she scurried up the five steps leading to the doors and vanished into the darkness. The others waited impatiently for her return, chewing their nails and looking around for any signs of disturbance. Or perhaps they searched for any signs of their parents catching them, which would probably lead to a tanned hide in the morning.

The girl returned, an embarrassed expression smothering her features. A sweat droplet fell from the side of her head while she held one hand behind her head and walked around to the back of the oddly designed shrine, "Hehe, I went into the guys section." Her friends teased her with harmless jokes, leading Sesshomaru to roll his eyes.

Once all three had entered and immerged from the building, they left just as loudly as they had come, leaving behind the demon to stare blankly at the shrine. Yes, he remembered the myths woven of this particular place. He hadn't realized he had traveled this far out until discovering the girls. This had to be none other than the Soul Mirror Shrine. It was known for it's insight into matters concerning one's heart and deepest desires, something purely useless to one such as Sesshomaru. He scoffed at the fabrications, brushing the stories aside with little more than a glare.

'How can this place know such things? Where does it's knowledge lye?' All these question's didn't amuse him at all. Screw the legends, he didn't give a shit what some impose magic mirror said, he knew what he wanted in life and wishing for it wasn't going to make things so.

Returning his sights to his camp, the demon lifted one foot, allowing it to hover for several seconds in the air. Or perhaps he didn't know. The demon lord's brain picked at the tale's he had overheard, spun by love sick samurai near bustling campfires whilst he soundlessly passed them in the night. A strange fogginess enveloped around his thoughts, a sense of want swelled inside his chest at each minute he lingered on this enchanted ground.

Swiveling his head back around to gaze at the door, he noticed how deserted it appeared in the night. It was beckoning any visitor forth, hoping to weave it's magic into the hearts of all that journeyed to it's steps. 'What would I see?'

Sesshomaru shook his head of such nonsense. He was becoming as hopeless as those girls if he stood their thinking such things. Again he scoffed, trying to train his focus else where. He didn't need this crap or this feeling, what ever it may be, twisting itself tighter inside his gullet.

But it's call... it whispered of promises, of dreams that couldn't possibly be his own. 'No, you try to confuse me.' The demon clenched his fist's, hearing the wind speaks to him like unseen fairies in his pointy ears, come and see yourself. It was so soft, many voices entwined into one. "I know myself, I am Lord Sesshomaru."

A tinkle of laughter floated in the breeze, swirling his hair in it's circling giggle's. Come see yourself, the real self... with her. The taiyoukai snarled deep in his throat, flashing crimson across his sight.

"I need no one!" Spinning on his heels, Sesshomaru departed from the temptation, leaving the sounds of reassurance to lift and fall into it's solemn cry for him. "You do not possess me." Sesshomaru spat, closing his eyes and his ears to the plea's of return. 'No. No one owns me, no one control's me. I am Sesshomaru.'

She wants to see you. The shrine's lost voice's whimpered, yet they held little or no effect over the taiyoukai. 'I could care less.'

You are two half’s of one heart, don't cower from it.

Cower, it said? Sesshomaru was no coward! Digging his heels into the ground, the demon spun to the empty shrine, teeth bared at such an insult. "I am no coward!" His self preservation seemed to be snapping, all from voices that probably never existed outside of his head. Shaking the haziness from his mind, Sesshomaru swiped into the air to cut what ever thread this place had strung around him.

No, he wouldn't be led the fool. He refused to bend to this place, this absurdity. Only silence followed, giving the youkai a triumphant smirk to grace his lips. That is, until the voices gave an impression of them smiling.

You try so hard, yet can not even convince yourself.

"I do not doubt myself." He growled, taking another step away, his legs growing heavy and useless. 'What the-?' Sesshomaru pulled his foot an inch from the ground only to have it fall hard into the grass. "This can not be." He whispered, trying to turn his sights back to where the voices originated from.

Look at the stars. It commanded, leaving the rooted taiyoukai to stubbornly bore holes into the shrine. A gentle wind lifted around him, like fingers brushing through his long silky hair. The silver shine glistened with the moon's full glow, sparkling along with the stars above. What do you see? It asked.

He locked his lips tight, chewing his inner cheek fiercely at such insolence. Did it not know who it messed with! Did what ever this thing was not realize his temper slowly, but surely, rising?

We do know, but you can never destroy us as you have planed.

Sesshomaru nearly gasped, catching himself half way in surprise. Again the voices laughed, but softly so not to infuriate the demon further. We are very old, and everywhere you can see... and cannot see. Do you know why we have asked you to look above?

The wind lifted his chin, forcing him to gaze at the crystal night.

We want you to seek the answers in the endless eternity. To find what it is you run from... and too, to find your happiness.

Sesshomaru nearly retched, trying to wrench his face out of the invisible hold. It held fast though, with only the demon's adams apple to bob in his throat before he spoke, "And what in return do you ask for this 'happiness'?" The last word was bitter, cold to the very end. He didn't really expect it to answer, not caring one way or the other if it did for he wasn't going to pay for something he did not ask for.

Nothing.

"There isn't a damn thing on this Earth that has the value of nothing. Not even happiness. You hypercritic spirits will ask for something, a favor, a life, a score to be settled in return to enchant the mind with your illusions. I for one will not fall for what ever cheap tricks you have within those walls."

Sesshomaru yanked his face away, returning his focus to the ground, the opposite of what the voices directed.

And do you truly feel this Sesshomaru?

He blinked, unsure what the question was again. "I feel nothing."

Than why look so unsure? The strength in your voice is not what it once was.

"Leave me be." The taiyoukai snarled, trying to lift his foot again.

The voices sighed at his stubbornness, returning his eyes to the stars. Tell us what you would wish for.

"No."

An overgrown child, you cow headed brute.

"Be gone, that's what I would wish for." Sesshomaru nearly fell over when the winds picked up, pushing him towards the open doors that waited. "I said leave me be. No more of your tricks." He dug his heels into the soil, clawing at the hands that pulled him into the dark unknown.

For a swift moment, Sesshomaru's heart pounded wildly against his chest. He was thrusted up the stairs and into the shadow filled chamber, alone in a black void not even his inu sights could pierce. Sniffing the air, nothing but sweet wooden aroma filled his nostrils.

Trying to turn around, his feet compelled him onward against his will, dragging him forward to a strange figure. The demon drew back his claws, poison leaking out to drip and eat away at the floor boards. But as soon as he was close enough to the other person, his muscles relaxed some when he found it to be only his reflection. 'A mirror.' He reassured himself.

Tapping it with one hand, Sesshomaru snorted in disapproval, "Is this what you wished to show me?" He placed a sarcastic tone in the sentence, ready to shatter the glass for the troubles it caused.

No. The voices spoke,

This is.