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Log: Complete

When: August 5, morning
Rating: Teen?
Characters: Kuronoe [

nobamboopls] and Sesshoumaru [

coldmoonlight]
Summary: Kuronoe, being Kuronoe, just can't resist goading Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru, being Sesshoumaru, feels the need to demonstrate why this is a bad idea.
Log:

Bad enough that the city had reduced Sesshoumaru to the form of a small, mortal dog. Bad enough that a child had tried to capture him and take him home. Bad enough that a puppy had decided he needed his ears licked. Bad enough that he'd been mocked by various residents of the city. Worst of all, however, was the bat youkai's offense. He had dared lay hands on the taiyoukai, knowing precisely what he was doing, trapped him in a human-made canister, and then had the temerity to assume he would escape retribution.

The bat youkai's claim to flight was not one that particularly impressed Sesshoumaru. Wings were not necessary to travel the air, nor were they necessary to reach a creature in flight. It would be a simple matter to bring the bat to ground once Sesshoumaru had caught its scent.

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Kuronoe was starting to realize he was taking far too many risks. Maybe there was something about being dead that made him want to feel alive. And with that line of reasoning came his goading of Sesshomaru. The Taiyoukai was like everything he and Kurama had done their best to undermine. So of course when he'd had the chance to humiliate Sesshomaru a bit, how could he resist?

And so Kuronoe was currently doing his best to play keep away with the powerful taiyoukai. Only in this game Kuronoe was sure that if he lost there would be painful repercussions.

It didn't take long to find the thief. Sesshoumaru was expressionless as he advanced on the other youkai, his hand hanging relaxed at his side rather than resting on the hilt of his sword. There was nothing in his stance to indicate his ire. Kuronoe required discipline, not decimation ... at least not yet. This, the lord of the Western Lands was all to willing to give.

"Do you still believe those wings will save you?" he asked.

Kuronoe was dispointed in himself, after all, he'd thought he'd have been able to remain unfound for at least a little longer. He was losing his touch apparently. He'd tensed when Sesshomaru approached, instincts screaming for fight or flight. He moved one hand behind him to where he scythe's were hidden beneath his white shroud.

"I was certainly hoping."

He finally gave into the instincts for flight and gave a powerful jump, his wings pumping to get him airborne.

Unimpressive, Sesshoumaru thought. A youkai of any worth did not need to rely on wings to take to the air, something he demonstrated by following in his own manner. He could have struck at Kuronoe immediately, but he wanted the other youkai in a place with generous room to maneuver on the ground.

Kuronoe kept his calm and didn't look back even when he felt Sesshomaru following. It was superstitious but Kuronoe believed looking back caused bad luck when you were running away. Once he'd reached building height he dropped to a roof and ran, vaulting down into an alley and then into a larger and most unfortunately, dead end street.

"Shit."

The chase, Sesshoumaru decided, was almost entertaining. He had told Pup that he did not chase squirrels, but demons were another matter. Once one had garnered his interest, he was loathe to let it go. That Kuronoe had not begun to outright panic yet was to his credit--or a sign of his ignorance. Sesshoumaru did not particularly care to decide which. He followed the other demon at a liesurely place, and when he reached the edge of the roof from which his target had jumped, he simply stepped off and floated easily to the ground, too close to permit Kuronoe another take-off.

He didn't say a word, simply let his youki swirl around him as his form became that of a giant dog. Nevermind that he had only three legs. The massive fangs and the acid that dripped from them were clear enough threats.

Now Kuronoe was starting to get nervous, sharp nails dug into his palms as a reminder to keep his cool. A scared thief was a dead one. Or at least... a twice over dead one. Of course, the fact that there didn't seem to be any escape from a giant three legged dog with acidic saliva wasn't really helping his calm any.

And so Kuronoe gave up on flight and settled for fight as he drew out his scythes.

Sesshoumaru huffed in what might have been amusement; it was difficult to read emotion in his red eyes. The step he took towards Kuronoe was not awkward in the least, and he dropped his head so the acid dripped closer to the bat youkai but his own flesh remained safely out of reach. Perhaps it was an invitation for the thief to make one last effort to escape.

Kuronoe weighed his options, quite convinced he'd be lunch if he tried to fight back. His other option was to try escaping again. His chances were low but he didn't see much other choice. He made a quick sign for luck before lashing out with his scythes and at the same moment making a jump for freedom.

Sesshoumaru ignored the scythes. Any injury they dealt would heal without difficulty, and he wanted the bat. His massive front paw came down on Kuronoe and pinned the demon to the ground. Sesshoumaru had caught the other youkai between his claws, and now he applied just enough pressure to keep him down.

Once Kuronoe hit the ground and was pinned all the air left his lungs. He heard something crack in his wings. He didn't try fighting back anymore, pain keeping the strength from his limbs. Now instincts were telling him to stay still and shut up.

The inu youkai leaned closer, making it more apparent what he would do to Kuronoe if the thief did not give him what he wanted. He felt he didn't need a voice to tell the other youkai what was expected, and let his posture and the hiss of melting pavement speak for him.

It was official, Kuronoe had a deathwish. Instead of giving in and apologizing and then begging for his life he spat into Sesshomaru's face, snapping a curse in demon tongue.

In hindsight, defiance was probably a really dumb thing to do.

His defiance was met with a growl and a gnashing of teeth so close to his face that the acid fell liberally over his body. What touched Sesshoumaru's own paw slid harmlessly off of the thick white fur, only to burn whatever else it touched. Sesshoumaru expected the thief to grovel, and would use whatever means necessary to effect such a response.

Once the acid touched Kuronoe's flesh, it was amazing that he kept from screaming. But then, he'd handled being stabbed with bamboo staves so maybe it wasn't such a stretch. He gritted his teeth but he knew if he wanted to live, his pride was going to have to take the backseat.

"I-" A grunt of pain. "-apologize Sesshomaru-sama. I was... out of... out of line."

Ah, there it was ... but not quite enough. Sesshoumaru wanted to be certain that Kuronoe understood the gravity of his actions. A short, angry snarl accompanied another snap of teeth.

Kuronoe's winced, fists curling up as he scrambled for more to say. It was hard with acid eating at his skin and his wing throbbing. He gritted his teeth and made one last attempt at placating the taiyoukai.

"I... I will be wiser in my actions in the future..."

Upon hearing those words, Sesshoumaru gave a satisfied huff and straightened. Then, he pressed down with his paw just enough to hurt before he stepped back and allowed Kuronoe his freedom--if the other youkai could move. Sesshoumaru turned as if to leave, but cast a look over his shoulder that seemed to challenge Kuronoe to forget the lesson he had learned and see what the consequences for that error would be. It would be interesting to see how well the thief took instruction, Sesshoumaru decided as he finally moved off.

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