Genre: Drama, Humor
A feminine voice rife with anger and frustration rang out. The command and resulting thud resonated through the forest. The vibrations of the resulting impact shook the ground. Birds and mammals fled, seeking more peaceful surroundings.
Kagome hitched her backpack up and stalked around the deep crater containing a certain hanyou. She fumed as she marched toward the Bone Eater's Well. For three years now they fought about her trips home. It was beyond getting old. Caught up in anger, she didn't notice the presence of the Daiyoukai until she almost ran right into his person.
She stepped back in surprise. Why was he here? He usually avoided Inuyasha's Forest.
"Miko," his rich deep voice said smoothly, "I would speak with you."
Before she could answer, another voice cut across the small clearing.
"Oi! Get away from her, ya bastard!" Inuyasha had recovered from his 'sitting' and was charging towards them, drawing his sword as he ran.
"Put your sword away, half-breed. My business is with the woman." His imperious tone and manner dismissed Inuyasha's challenge outright.
"My NAME is Ka-go-me!" she replied tersely. She normally held a great deal of respect for Sesshoumaru, and not a small amount of fear, but her anger hadn't dissipated yet. It made her slightly reckless… a bit less tolerant than usual.
"Like hell it is Sesshoumaru! I'm gonna slice you to pieces!" Inuyasha was almost upon them
Kagome was all out of patience with her friend. She was curious and wanted to hear what the demon lord had to say, but that was never going to happen with the hanyou's current attitude. Turning her head toward him, she once again said the dreaded word.
Inuyasha hit the ground a few feet from where she stood. The impact made her stagger slightly. She turned her attention to the demon in front of her, just missing the ghost of a smile cross his lips as he watched her handle his half-brother. She was in no mood to be trifled with. She stared at him impudently with her dark blue eyes.
"You wanted something?" she stated bluntly. His amber eyes narrowed at her blatant disrespect.
Silence, save for the muffled noises coming from behind her.
She sighed. Taking a more conciliatory tone, she said, "Sesshoumaru-sama, he's not going to stay that way forever, and I was on my way home, so if you could just say whatever it is…"
"Rin needs a human female's influence. You will fulfill that role."
Kagome's jaw dropped. The noises coming from the half demon became louder and angrier. Inuyasha pulled free of the subjugation spell.
"Like hell she will!" he snarled. In one swift motion, he yanked Kagome behind him.
Sesshoumaru stepped back and pulled Tokijin from his sash. The two brothers leaped at each other, blades clashing. The impact and resulting power surge threw them far apart.
Kagome moved quickly to get out of the way. She had seen these two battle many times before and knew better than to intervene. In fact, there was no reason for her to stay and watch. Sesshoumaru wouldn't kill Inuyasha, and Inuyasha couldn't kill Sesshoumaru.
She began making her way cautiously toward the well as the battle raged on without her. She almost made it when Inuyasha suddenly saw her intention. He broke off the encounter by turning his back to his brother's attack, and ran toward the well to head her off. Just as the hanyou took off in her direction, Sesshoumaru released the terrible power of the Dragon Strike.
The crushing wave tore through the landscape, tossing aside dirt, boulders and trees. Inuyasha dropped Tessusaiga and threw Kagome to the side, just as the strike reached the well, obliterating it.
Dead silence, and a charred scent hung in the air.
Inuyasha, having successfully shielded Kagome with his body, now rose from the ground, helping her up. They both stared in shock at the devastation greeting their eyes. Kagome gasped. Where the well once stood, there was now only gouged earth. Not even a splinter remained.
In disbelief, she turned slowly to face the Daiyoukai, standing a short distance away.
"You…" she choked out.
Inuyasha whirled around. "You BASTARD! Look what you've done! You destroyed her way home!"
"You should not have turned your back on me." Sesshoumaru said placidly.
"Why you…" Inuyasha leaped at him, eyes bleeding red, long, sharp claws extended.
Sesshoumaru waited patiently for the impulsive attack. He timed his response perfectly, grabbing the hanyou's haori and using the momentum of the rush, threw him headfirst into a nearby tree. Inuyasha slid to the ground, senseless.
Sesshoumaru approached Kagome slowly. She watched him advance, her shock burning away as her temper and her anger rose. She stared up at him unflinchingly, as he stood before her.
"You destroyed my way home!" she seethed.
He just stared at her. His face betrayed no emotion.
"The village is not your home?" he inquired calmly.
"NO!" she replied heatedly. "My home lies beyond the well! The one you just eliminated!"
"There is no other way for you to reach your family?"
He was unapologetic and showed no remorse. His unrepentant behavior angered Kagome further.
"The only known way was through that well. Now that it's gone, I can't reach my family, and it's All. Your. Fault!" She ground the words out through clenched teeth.
A small smile graced the dog demon's beautiful features. Kagome's anger died instantly, and she became alarmed. She'd never seen him smile before and she wasn't sure she liked it.
"What you say is true. I alone am responsible for destroying the only way back to your family."
Warning bells were going off in Kagome's head. He was saying exactly what she wanted to hear, so why did it sound so… ominous? She looked at him suspiciously.
"Right," she said cautiously, "you're responsible,"
She felt like she was saying all the wrong things.
"Then I am honor bound to see to your protection until I can return you safely to your family."
With that, he stepped to her side and wrapped his arm tightly around her tiny waist. Vapor formed rapidly at their feet, taking them aloft.
Too late, Kagome realized he had carefully planned the whole encounter. She'd played right into his hands by allowing her own words to trap her.
She looked down at the receding figure of her friend in red, unconscious on the ground, and wondered how she was going to get out of this predicament.
A/N: This was written Sept. 16 2008. I think I've improved in my writing and style since then so I cringe to look at it now. I still like the idea though. Thanks for reading!