Dog Demons and Their love ~Rewritten

chapter 2

Sesshy’s P.O.V

When his father had brought him to see the little Miko the first time, he wasn't pleased and would have much rather done anything else, even interacting with that annoying cloud leopard kit his father instead would be his personal guard and lifelong companion. No, he didn't have a problem with the kit because she was a cat. It was because she was too loud, too energetic, and seemed to have no sense of duty or self-control. She was a pain as far as he was concerned, yet she had to be better than this human child. Humans were definitely below demons in the food chain, and so he thought himself above her. Who cares about how her people were powerful allies?

Not only that, but this family was known to have a miko each generation that was the kami’s vessel in a sense. She was stronger than the others, her holy powers immense, and her eyes were always a bright, brilliant, unique color, colors that humans normally didn't possess. According to his father, this child was the fated Kami Miko, and Sesshomaru didn't have a choice in the matter. An alpha’s orders are law after all, so annoyingly, he listened and made sure I chose my smallest form, “A pup should look like a pup after all” he had said.

When we finally made it to the mikos village, I had been taken aback. At 5 years old, she was a beauty, and her bright eyes of Lilac had instantly drawn me in, and her scent had entranced me. Even though I had to present myself as a child, I was already 350 years old, about 17 in human terms. I just knew her scent could cause trouble as she got older and matured. I was rather surprised when my father allowed the human child to pet him. Why would he allow her to do so? 

As time passed I did find myself more drawn to her and had been unhappy when I had to stop seeing her after she turned eight but as my power grew, I needed to focus solely on mastering them and reaching my full potential. When she turned eleven, I was finally able to return to her. disappointingly, we had to bring my half-brother with us. At 100 and being half human, he was about ten in human years and had no problem shifting into a pup. Of course, he would have no problem doing that. When we saw her, I felt my breath taken away. Over the last three years, I had forgotten just how much her scent called to me. Needing some time to collect myself, I kept my distance, watching my brother instantly run to her like a damn fool and launch himself into her arms.

 As she pets Inuyasha, I took small glances at her, focusing mostly on refamiliarizing myself with her scent and on alert for any danger. My ears perked when I heard her talk softly to my brother, “Don't tell your brother, but I think you're more adorable than he was when I first met him”. I felt the smugness roll off the pup and growled, and then she accused me of being jealous after complimenting me, and I just rolled my eyes to let her know she was wrong. How could I be jealous of a pup, after all? After a minute, I saw a familiar look fill her eyes, and I was on alert when she mentioned my father closer. By the way, his ears perked. I just knew whatever she was planning, I wouldn't like. 

After she stepped away, her next words came crashing down on me, “Who wants to play.”  As she took off running and my kin followed her, I quickly found myself on my feet, and as soon as I saw my father and brother all over her, I took off. My thoughts went from how much I adored her laughter to needing to get my father's scent off of her. I couldn't care less about Inuyasha's scent since he was just a welp. Instincts were a driving factor for us demons, and being an Inu demon made it worse. Logically, I knew my father wasn't after my female, He had been a part of her life while still in her mother's womb and thought of her as a daughter. Yet all my instincts and inner beast thought was how another male of mating age had his scent all over her.

My brother and father stepped away as I started sniffing her body, detecting how much of my father's scent was on her and where it was most heavy, but I almost lost it. No longer was she a child but a young woman of 11, and her scent held a new richness. The richness of a female with her time of bleeding almost upon her. My instincts drove me to scent her more. She was mine, after all. As I drove the sents away, I felt her body shiver suddenly as her scent spiked. So lost in my haze, I failed to realize just how much I was scenting her until my father attempted to push me from her body, unable to stop a warning growl rumbling from my chest.

 “Sesshomaru, son, calm down. She doesn't know what we truly are, and you might scare her. Just remember she's yours and always has been. If you keep acting as you are, she might accidentally do something to make you lose control completely. Finally getting out of the haze, I closed my eyes as I backed away, hiding the redness and overpowering my normally golden eyes.

Little did anyone know, but soon Kagome would disappear, and Sesshomaru would lock up his beast along with his memories of her and forget everything. From this tragedy, our cold, heartless demon lord was born and would live up to the name ‘The Killing Perfection’ or ‘Destruction of life’.