Inuyasha sulked in his favorite tree, right outside Konoha. What's his problem?! Just when I thought he could be civil, he goes and says all those cracks about my blood and my having So'unga. Well, he can just go die in a hole for all I care! Seeing blurs in the distance, squinted, pulling at the corners of his eyes to see a little better. The treatments had worked to some extent, so he could see a red and black blur along with a green one, coming toward him. There was no doubt the green one was Lee, the traitor who had left him to die in that hospital room. Nobody wore that much green. He wondered who the other one could be. Well, there was only one way to find out. He jumped out of the tree.

...Onto a sand barrier. "Gaara!" he yelled happily, laughing. There wasn't really much to laugh at, but he was laughing anyway. When he fell off he only laughed harder. When Gaara dissolved the barrier, he was stunned to see a strange boy he didn't recognize laughing at his feet. Laugh at him, would he?! Gaara growled, conjuring up his sand.

"Inuyasha-san!" Lee exclaimed. "What are you doing? Why are you laughing? Ah, I see! You must be feeling the flames of youth burning in your bosom! Oh, no! You've ruined your clothes!"

Inuyasha didn't have to look to know what he was talking about. Tying tighter knot on his overly-large pants was easy, but he had kept tripping on the extra fabric, so he ripped off the bottoms, making shorts out of them. He had given on his huge haoris, preferring to go shirtless. He answered Lee, still laughing.

"'Flames of youth, huh?' I suppose that must be it," he chuckled, "Because I haven't laughed like this since I was, well, never, actually."

"What do you mean?" Lee asked politely.

"Oh, I dunno, I just never had the occasion to laugh. I was too busy, I guess."

"What do you mean?" the green clad ninja repeated, but Inuyasha didn't get the chance to answer, because Gaara interrupted, addressing somebody behind Inuyasha.

"Who are you?" he asked, his voice dripping malice. His sand raised threateningly and his hand forming the sand coffin jutsu.

The figure simply answered, "I do not feel inclined to tell you. My name is not something to be wasted on the ears of maggots."

Gaara showed no emotion, he just struck, and in an instant sand was where Sesshomaru had been standing. The Junchuuri's eyes widened slightly, the movement so small it couldn't have been seen by human eyes. Sesshomaru was behind him before he could turn, and the next thing he knew, he was in the air, being held by the throat. Sesshomaru smirked, not noticing the grains of sand slowly working their way towards his ankles.

"It would seem you have an ounce of talent. But not enough." He squeezed his hand. Gaara attacked even as he choked and gasped for breath. The sand clamped down upon the Taiyoukai's legs, and pulled him to the ground. Sesshomaru fell flat on his face.

In one movement, the sand was transformed into slush. Sesshomaru disappeared. Gaara looked around slowly for his opponent. Too slowly, because soon he had been pushed to the ground with poison claws at his throat. This time there was no stealthiness in his attack. The sand hit Sesshomaru full on, engulfing him.

"Sand coffin." Gaara whispered, and started to walk away. The jutsu did not have its desired effect, however. The sand prison exploded, revealing Sesshomaru with his Tokijin drawn.

He was serious, now.

"Wow. Gaara's dead." Inuyasha commented, breaking Lee out of his concentration on the battle.

"Ehh? What do you mean? Gaara is an amazing shinobi with outstanding talent and skill! He can change the very terrain of the battlefield and make tidal waves of sand! I just saw him in battle!"

"Well he hasn't done that yet. You said he just finished battling somebody, right? Well, I don't know what the other spandex guy taught you, but Kakashi taught me that it takes chakra to preform jutsu. I think Gaara's too weak to do any of those attacks now. He used it all up in his last battle. Plus, he's going up against somebody with hundreds of years more experience than him. A taiyoukai. Who, judging by his aura is serious now. And angry."

"What's a taiyoukikai?"

"Taiyoukai." Inuyasha corrected. "It's a demon lord. The strongest youkai around, basically."

"A demon?! A strong demon?! Gaara! Back out now, before you die!" Lee yelled at the top of his lungs.

Gaara remained silent as he blocked attack after attack with his sand barrier. Sesshomaru was growing tired of this, Inuyasha could tell, and he soon would finish it with his Soryuha. He had to stop it. He also was eager to try out the So'unga. He had never used it while he was conscious, so to speak, and so he wanted to see what he could do with it. This was perfect!

He stepped out between the two auras, facing the white blur. (He assumed this was Sesshomaru.)

"Inuyasha, move out of my way." Sesshomaru's voice rose from the white blur. (He was right!) Inuyasha's lips twisted into a spiteful smile.

"No." he said simply.

"What?"

"No. I'm not moving, you pompous prick." Inuyasha said, drawing his newest sword.

"Fine." Sesshomaru said, catching on. So, his little brother wanted a fight? He can have it. "I'll kill you in his place." He started to release the Soryuha.

Inuyasha concentrated. If there was one thing he learned in working with Tetsusaiga, it was to let the sword do the work. He just had to get through to it. Sesshomaru's attack would hit him soon. He had only a short time.

Three.

So'unga. Will you attack?

No.

Why not?

You sent me to the abyss, first of all, but I also do not submit to any man.

You don't have to submit to me, just please attack. Whatever you like.

It is not so simple.

Two.

Aw, come on, please? We can figure such stuff out later.

No! I will not fight for a child!

Is that it? 'Cause I'm not that young. I'm 200 or so years old.

No!

One.

Should've used Tessaiga. Inuyasha thought to himself as the attack rose up before him.

Just as the attack grazed his nose an angry aura came from So'unga. Inuyasha bounced back and swung.

"CHIRYUHAE, kisama!" he yelled, releasing his attack. A huge red dragon appeared behind him. It rose up above Inuyasha and dove into Sesshomaru's attack, dissipating it as it flew. In almost no time at all, it reached the taiyoukai and went right through him. When the dust cleared, the ninja looked to see the damage done to Sesshomaru.

It wasn't pretty. He was covered in blood, and it wasn't only coming out of his wounds. It looked like he had went swimming in a pool of blood. His wounds were awful, too. A long, deep gash ran through his left shoulder. More injuries were spread across his abdomen and chest. His legs were also sliced up. It seemed like anywhere he could be wounded, he was. So'unga inwardly smirked I'd like to see his little Tetsusaiga do that. That kid had better be astounded.

"So," Inuyasha commented happily. "Did my attack do any damage?"

I hate that kid.

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Inuyasha's attack means Blood Dragon Flight in Japanese. Thanks for reviewing!