Inuyasha, "However He Proceeds: Act One"
Well, since my flashfic is so friggin' huge, I'm posting it in parts here. Enjoy!
Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: However He Proceeds: Sesshoumaru Vignettes
Author's Name: quirkyslayer
Written For: fieryfaerie86
Pairing or Character: Sesshoumaru-centric, with other characters and shippings: Sesshoumaru+Inupapa, Sesshoumaru+Sessmom, Sesshoumaru/Izayoi, Izayoi/Inupapa, Sesshoumaru+Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru+Kagura, Sesshoumaru+Rin, Sesshoumaru+Kagome
Rating: Hard R, for sexual situations
Spoiler Warnings: Sexual situations, some language
Author's Note: I think Toutousai is the one who gave him the sword. I recall him turning tail and hanging it to the tree in Movie 3, so let's go with that. Thank you to numisma for helping me look it over.
Links: AO3 | Media Miner | FFnet (edited)
Act I. - Inheritance
The young Sesshoumaru scrunched up his nose and squinted his eyes. His father, in jubilation, pointed a gnarled clawed finger to the vast stretch of forestry and mountains before them.
“See? All of that is yours, my son,” his father rasped in an admiring tone. Sesshoumaru turned his gaze quickly to read his father’s eyes, so full of adoration for the land presented to them. “Of course, it doesn’t belong to you yet.”
Sesshoumaru shifted his gaze again to the open landscape before him. The breeze was cold that morning, and tree tops poked out of the hovered fog in the valleys. Momentarily, a hawk flew across his line of vision and his eyes followed it. Then, he sighed and then sucked in the cold damp air of the morning. He could feel his father’s pride radiating beside him, and Sesshoumaru suddenly frowned in spite of it all.
“It’s boring, Father,” he said placidly, and he lifted his nose to the air and gave his father a look of disinterest. “I don’t see anything worth wanting.”
Instead of annoying his father as intended, Sesshoumaru’s response seemed to amuse him, and Sesshoumaru noticed the fanged smile that took over his lips.
“Well, now on the outside it looks boring, but there is so much that you don’t see which is yours. Everything inside those trees, on those mountains, and within the rivers is all yours - that includes the humans, animals, and plants that all dwell there. The span of this entire western countryside will belong to you,” his father said with an admiring tone. Sesshoumaru watched Touga, leader of the dog clan, fold his arms over his chest and raise his chin into the air. Sesshoumaru’s eyes followed his stark white hair billowing in the wind. “Of course, it’s not yours now. I may live for a long time before you inherit it. Still, it’s nice to know what you’ll be getting, am I right?”
Sesshoumaru automatically nodded and looked away from his father’s face, inwardly nauseous from his father’s carefree demeanor. He often wondered how such a carefree warrior was so feared among demons. He wondered, from where did his power stem? How could he, Sesshoumaru, gain the same power?
It seemed as though his father was unlike other demon tyrants of their age. He was ruthless and, at the same time, compassionate. He seemed almost invulnerable, as though no enemy could touch him. He had slain so many enemies, ransacked so many human and demon villages alike, all for his own imperialism. Some would say he did all of this with a constant fanged smile on his face.
Sesshoumaru’s eyes traveled down and stared at the three swords tied to the hilt of his father’s belt. For as long as he could remember, his father’s swords had been a primary source for his interest. Did all of his father’s magnificent power stem from those weapons?
He looked again at his father’s jubilant smile. Or did his power stem from there?
The hawk screamed in the distance, and Sesshoumaru turned his head automatically to see it. His frown began to disappear as he took another good look at the land he would someday possess.
Would all of that really be his someday? He seemed to really doubt it, not with how powerful his father was. Sesshoumaru rather thought his father would live forever.
On to Act Two
Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: However He Proceeds: Sesshoumaru Vignettes
Author's Name: quirkyslayer
Written For: fieryfaerie86
Pairing or Character: Sesshoumaru-centric, with other characters and shippings: Sesshoumaru+Inupapa, Sesshoumaru+Sessmom, Sesshoumaru/Izayoi, Izayoi/Inupapa, Sesshoumaru+Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru+Kagura, Sesshoumaru+Rin, Sesshoumaru+Kagome
Rating: Hard R, for sexual situations
Spoiler Warnings: Sexual situations, some language
Author's Note: I think Toutousai is the one who gave him the sword. I recall him turning tail and hanging it to the tree in Movie 3, so let's go with that. Thank you to numisma for helping me look it over.
Links: AO3 | Media Miner | FFnet (edited)
Act I. - Inheritance
The young Sesshoumaru scrunched up his nose and squinted his eyes. His father, in jubilation, pointed a gnarled clawed finger to the vast stretch of forestry and mountains before them.
“See? All of that is yours, my son,” his father rasped in an admiring tone. Sesshoumaru turned his gaze quickly to read his father’s eyes, so full of adoration for the land presented to them. “Of course, it doesn’t belong to you yet.”
Sesshoumaru shifted his gaze again to the open landscape before him. The breeze was cold that morning, and tree tops poked out of the hovered fog in the valleys. Momentarily, a hawk flew across his line of vision and his eyes followed it. Then, he sighed and then sucked in the cold damp air of the morning. He could feel his father’s pride radiating beside him, and Sesshoumaru suddenly frowned in spite of it all.
“It’s boring, Father,” he said placidly, and he lifted his nose to the air and gave his father a look of disinterest. “I don’t see anything worth wanting.”
Instead of annoying his father as intended, Sesshoumaru’s response seemed to amuse him, and Sesshoumaru noticed the fanged smile that took over his lips.
“Well, now on the outside it looks boring, but there is so much that you don’t see which is yours. Everything inside those trees, on those mountains, and within the rivers is all yours - that includes the humans, animals, and plants that all dwell there. The span of this entire western countryside will belong to you,” his father said with an admiring tone. Sesshoumaru watched Touga, leader of the dog clan, fold his arms over his chest and raise his chin into the air. Sesshoumaru’s eyes followed his stark white hair billowing in the wind. “Of course, it’s not yours now. I may live for a long time before you inherit it. Still, it’s nice to know what you’ll be getting, am I right?”
Sesshoumaru automatically nodded and looked away from his father’s face, inwardly nauseous from his father’s carefree demeanor. He often wondered how such a carefree warrior was so feared among demons. He wondered, from where did his power stem? How could he, Sesshoumaru, gain the same power?
It seemed as though his father was unlike other demon tyrants of their age. He was ruthless and, at the same time, compassionate. He seemed almost invulnerable, as though no enemy could touch him. He had slain so many enemies, ransacked so many human and demon villages alike, all for his own imperialism. Some would say he did all of this with a constant fanged smile on his face.
Sesshoumaru’s eyes traveled down and stared at the three swords tied to the hilt of his father’s belt. For as long as he could remember, his father’s swords had been a primary source for his interest. Did all of his father’s magnificent power stem from those weapons?
He looked again at his father’s jubilant smile. Or did his power stem from there?
The hawk screamed in the distance, and Sesshoumaru turned his head automatically to see it. His frown began to disappear as he took another good look at the land he would someday possess.
Would all of that really be his someday? He seemed to really doubt it, not with how powerful his father was. Sesshoumaru rather thought his father would live forever.
On to Act Two