Forbidden and Cursed by Jazz10122

Story part 1

Saturday, 2, 07 June

Jazz: Ok. I'm so weird. I thought of this when listening to 'He lives in you' and 'Not one of us' in Lion King on youtube. (don't ask me why) Sorry for not updating on my other story put no ideas are coming to my pathetic stringy mush of a brain. *pouts* Anyways it's the prolog or first chapter. I haven't made up my ming..er mind (god I can type today). Now I have decided to put a date on these things to keep track of the 'intermission' you guys have to wait. M'kay now I'm freaking myself out now. Its 10:30 pm on a Saturday and I still haven't really woken up. Oh well stop self-pitying-ing here's the ....intro thingy.... for the all-time-maybe-raciest-shit of a story. Yay! Lets get high! o.O

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"Mother?" A small boy around the age of 7 or so in human years sat on the foot of his large bed. Silver hair, golden eyes, a blue moon, magenta twin stripes and clad in a white night yukata, the boy looked up at the tall figure that was standing in the threshold of the open shoji screen.

"Yes?" The shadowy figure answered.

"Will you tell me a story?" The young boy shifted, already knowing the answer but hoped anyway.

"Aren't you a little too old for things like that Sesshou?" The boys face fell from its former hopeful expression. The figure shifted and sighed.

"Alright, but lets wait for your brother." The figure stepped out of the shadows and into the moonlight. Silver hair, golden eyes, blue moon and also clad in a white night yukata the female reached the bed with even, graceful and lazy strides. Sesshoumaru's face lightened up and let a huge grin cross his face. The young boy scampered to the head of the bed and easily slid under the silk blankets and waited for his younger brother to come. The female, known as 'mother', sat to her pup and waited for the other one. Only a few moments passed and a bundle of red came striking in. Silver doggy ears twitched and a wide grin also spilt into his face as he saw his mother and knew exactly what was going on. It was story time.

The little red clad boy jumped up on the bed and snuggled under the blankets on the other side of the older female inu so she was in the middle of both boys.

"Which story should I tell tonight?" The words were said slowly and lazily, getting the two pups impatient.

"How about-" The dog ears twitched as he was interrupted by his older sibling.

"We've already heard that one dumb nut." "Oh really?" "Yes." "How many times" "At least twenty-three." "...fine. what do you suggest then?" "Something new." Two pairs of golden eyes looked up and stared at the story teller. Their verbal fight over, they waited and waited until it felt like forever- only five minutes- the being spoke.

" I know of one that was an event that happened when I was about your age, Sesshy." Said boy scrunched up his face at the new nick-name. Only silence followed until the female inu spoke again.

"It's about an angel...and a shadow inu. A war broke out because one was of pure blood and the other was of dirty blood." She stopped to add suspense.

"Which one was which?" Both boys asked then glared at each other. The older inu chuckled at their behavior.

"The angel was pure...the inu was dirty." "Why?" Oh the wonderful why questions.

"Why? Because the inu lived on earth, the angel lived in the heavens. To the heavens the inu was dirty blood." "Why?" A sigh.

"Are you telling the story or am I?" "Sorry." An amused chuckle.

"It started when the two met. Love formed at first sight. Since the inu was the heir to the northern lands the lord did not accept this, neither the father of the angel. A war broke out and for years humans, demons and angels died. So many mates and women were widowed and killed themselves from the depression of the war and lack of food and water and the depression of their losses." The tired inu stopped and looked down at the boys, their eyes were droopy but they were trying to stay awake to hear the end. A small smile crossed her face. It was almost midnight.

"The end shall wait for tomorrow." A whine a protest was about to begin. "Unless you want father to beat you for not staying focus tomorrow, that's always an option." A quick 'good nights' and the female was out of the room and walking to hers.

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Jazz: so what if its 11:05? I'm good. Hehehe. Maybe a little sugar high. I never knew I could get high off of ice cubes. Hehehe. Oh well. Review tell me about it please and I promise to post faster. Bye bye. Time to go to bed!! Yay! For irony! Lol.