Bewitched by dianne

Intro: The Miawaku no Hoseki

I dont own so please dont sue ^.^ and this is my first fanfic so be gentle

Sesshomaru had been patrolling his lands for some weeks, making sure no idiotic lower youkai became over ambitious and try to foolishly (if pointlessly) take his lands. Near the end of his travels the taiyoukai caught the scent of a strange demon that smelt of nothing but magic and tricks, most likely a kitsune. The lord of the west could not let this stranger wander his lands with no consequences.

“Yes, the demon will pay slowly and painfully unless he has a very good reason for trespassing,” Sesshomaru growled following the newly laid trail of the trespassing demon.

A few seconds later the taiyoukai found himself in front of the kitsune (for it indeed was a kitsune) who was responsible for leaving the spicy stench of magic everywhere. This was the strangest kitsune Sesshomaru had ever seen, instead of the rich russet tones their fur was known for; this one’s fur was pure white. The kitsune’s large sapphire eyes glinted at Sesshomaru mischievously as he shifted to his humanoid form. He was too finely dressed to be a lower level demon, and the color of his fur indicated that he had come from very distant land.

“My lord” he purred with a bow, “allow me to introduce myself, my name is Daisuke. It is an honor to meet the lord of the west and I must say all the rumors I’ve heard about your vast power seem to be true.” Daisuke said with an impish smile.

“If you know who I am then you know what becomes of those who enter my lands without my permission.” Sesshomaru growled softly not paying the slightest attention to the flattery. “Tell me why I shouldn’t kill you where you stand,” he said staring at him coldly.

“Forgive me my lord, for I meant no disrespect,” Daisuke said with a bow and a smile. “I merely sought an audience with you to discuss something of the utmost importance.”

“For your sake I hope it is as important as you say,” Sesshomaru stated flexing the claws at his side slightly watching the kitsune who seemed to take his threat in stride.

Daisuke pulled a small pouch from the folds of his clothing, the pouch was a deep purple with dozens of small golden butterflies embroidered on it. A slight tinkling sound reached Sesshomaru’s ears as Daisuke moved to open the pouch. From it he pulled a fairly sized ring made of silver. It looked like to snakes coiling around each other both heads biting down on small ruby.

“This, my lord, is known as the miawaku no hoseki.”

“The bewitching jewel?” Sesshomaru intoned, “What could a measly trinket have to offer me?”

“This ‘measly trinket’ is of ancient and powerful magic and you would do wise to respect it,” he said ignoring the death glare Sesshomaru sent him, though he was uncharacteristically silent at the jibe that was tossed at him. “The miawaku no hoseki will help you get the thing you desire most in this world.”

“That ring will help me get tetsugaiga?” Sesshomaru scoffed. The kitsune merely grinned, the mischievous look had returned to his eyes.

“Explain yourself.” Sesshomaru snarled.

“Gladly” Daisuke chuckled once again reaching into the pouch and pulling out an amulet that was attached to a long slender chain. The amulet itself was a fist sized silver disk. The outer border was lined with intricate carvings of delicate leaves, farther in were intertwining vines that connected four small rosebuds, within each rosebud was a small droplet of amethyst. And in the center was a silver rose in full bloom with a large ruby in the center.

“This is the Bara Mado (the rose window) and it is the accompanying piece to the Miawaku no Hoseki. With the help of the ring the bearer of this necklace will be unable to resist your… charms.” He smirked.

“The plan is simple, my lord, find Inuyasha’s miko and get her to wear the Bara Medo, she will give you what you desire.” He said simply.

Sesshomaru to a second to consider the proposition; the plan had some merit, who better to give him the tetsugaiga the person Inuyasha trusted most. Not only would he get his sword but the betrayal would deliver a painful blow to the bastard half breed. There was only one problem;

“Do you honestly think the miko would ever willingly take the amulet from me?” he questioned with a slight raise of his brow.

“Ah, worry not, for that is where I come in. She’ll gladly wear the necklace in a week’s time. All you need to do is put on the ring and it will alert you when the young miko is wearing the Bara Medo.” With that he handed over the Miawaku no Hoseki and started off toward the east in an easy pace.

“See that you do not fail” Sesshomaru said as he put the ring on and vanished.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, there is too much fun to be had.” Daisuke said quietly.

“Though I don’t ever remember saying it was the tetsugaiga I was going to deliver.” He thought to himself amused.