Important being discontinued after chapter 7

Disclamer I don't own any of the characters herein except the OCs, they are the wonderful creations of Rumiko Takahashi and Yosihiro Togashi, all rights belong to them. The story is my own.
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The guest just left.

Yomi sat back on his velour cushion, bushing his chin with his forefinger and thumb, thinking, hum, what should I believe? As expected his guess was not a demon, but an angel, and not a particularly trustworthy one at that. Mischievously sly and quite talkative, blacked winged, black...

Chapter 9: Kagome Disappeared

Sesshomaru and the young girl reached the village and came to the residence of interest. Sango, two kids in arms, saw Rin and ran out to her, only to stop midway as soon as the image of the daiyoukai appeared before her.

"Lord Sesshomaru." She addressed him respectfully, never forgetting that he had spared her life for some unknown reason. He never explained, and she never dared ask.

He, too, stopped in his track. He moved his eyes to observe the surrounding and turned his face back on Sango with narrowed eyes.

"Oh, Lady Sango, Lord Sesshomaru came to visit." Rin...

Chapter 6: Waiting for Lord Sesshomaru.

Kagome was still in her daze into late that night. The gang had taken her back to their abode. Kaede had examined her and decided no illness had befallen. Kagome just simply shocked herself into a semi-coma sort of trance and will be back to her own self. The problem was Kaede could not estimate on the time that would happen.

The gang sat around the candlelit fire, each lost in their own thought. Today was suppose to be a happy day. On the contrary, instead of enjoying an elaborate evening meal together, the gang all now sat speechless. Speechless they...

***Note
Again... Rodic Sphere -- a word I made up to describe the ball of energy Sesshomaru transformed into when he needed to travel fast.

Chapter 4: The Spirit Mountain Of The rosado, rosa Aura.

The events ensued happened so strangely in such a quick way that left the gang, one in a daze, some in a questioning curiosity, and the demon inuyasha in a state of confusion that none has noticed the presence of the daiyoukai lurking that close to them. Even InuYasha failed to pick up his brother's scent.

Not until Sesshomaru transformed back into the rodic sphere (see not at top) zooming right above them moving...

***Please read this note
-- Rodic Sphere --- is a word I made up to describe the energy ball that Sesshomaru sometime trasformed into for traveling.

Chapter 3: The Uninvited Guest.

Right before the strange apparition confronting Kagome with those ominous words, a rodic sphere (see note at top) floated gently across the sky above the village. It stopped at a distance from the residence where the sacred celebration was taking place. It was none other than Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru transformed himself from the rodic sphere to his human appearance as he landed on a colina parte superior, arriba not too high above the village....

Here’s just 10 things I prefer to see about Sesshomaru:

1. Cold, but can soften up to choice individuals.

2. Honors his Demon Heritage and is Dignified, and doesn't give into influence very easily (unless its proven useful).

3. Principled as a Great Leader and Prime Example for all demons, and doesn't concern himself with the world of humans.

4. I like him modest, but confident and bold with his power, but not arrogant o hotheaded in anyway (which he isn't), a little on the shy side (aside from battle) and exceptionally reserved (which he is.)

5. Loves nature, peace and quiet.

6. He's aloft and...

‘I know this isn’t the way things are meant to be.’

The thought echoed in his mind. ‘It is not meant to be like this… I…’

‘I am…’

The thought stopped there. Really who was he really, a demon, a lord, someone with the potential to rule over vast lands with an army of demons unrivaled in the known world, all crying in salutation and praise for… Sesshomaru…. Sesshomaru, all hail the great Lord? He could hear the words, the roar of the crowds pronouncing the all too familiar sound of his name with no less a force than the waves crashing upon the seas coast. He could hear...