Iris - The Boy With No Name

Sorry for the delays! I've been busy. I hate the sun....I have a horrid sunburn. Nyah~! It has caused me to sit around in a tanktop with pigtails in my hair because I can't reach high enough for a ponytail....Enough about my personal life,Sesshomaru is a spoiled brat,ne? I guess he can be if he wants.... It only matters that he is sexy. *nod nod* Oh,this is relevent,I LOVE the furJapanese wear with thier kimonos during winter. It's so cute! (http://photobucket.com/albums/y135/Pandabonium/bonium/coa2a.jpg)Now then,enjoy the next exciting chapter of Iris,Blood.

Ayame blinked and waved his arms. He was wearing one of his new kimono. It was,like all of his clothing,in the women's style. The fabric was solid black demon-weave with light pink flowers embroidered at the hems. Around his neck was a black fur,which he would occasionaly smell for some reason.
"Are you pleased,Lord Sesshomaru?" The kimono maker asked. She was a small spider demon with thick black mandibles in the corners of her mouth that clicked when she spoke.
Sesshomaru looked down at her and then to Ayame,who was mummbling under his breath. "Ayame."

Ayame looked over at him. "I can't except such fine clothing!"He said,flailing his arms,almost falling over.
Sesshomaru raised a thin eyebrow,"It is not a question of if you want it but if it is sufficient."
Ayame made a high pitched whining noise but nodded.
Sesshomaru looked down at the seamstress,"Your payment will be sent to your shop later in the day."
The woman nodded,clicking his mandibles together. "The fur is that of a half rabbit half fire elemental. It will stay warm at all times. I might suggest cutting the boy's hair so that it does not cause him to overheat. Humans are prone to such things,especially with this fur. If you would like,sire,I can cut it now. I'd hate for him to be die because of something so trivial." She said,loud enough for only Sesshomaru to hear.
The demon nodded,"Come here Ayame."
Ayame blinked and jumped down from the stool he'd been on and walked quickly to his master. He looked up at him and smiled,"Yes?"
"Turn." The spider woman said,picking up a pair of sheers.
Ayame's eyes widened and he reached back,grabbing his shoulder length hair. "W-what are you doing?"
"Is it not obvious?"Sesshomaru said.
"Please don't cut my hair! You aren't a wig maker. You'll have no use for it." Ayame said quickly.
Sesshomaru reached out,faster than the human eye could see,and grabbed Ayame,pulling him within the reached of the spider. "What is the problem with cutting your hair?"
Ayame whimpered,eyeing the shears,"My hair is special....It is different than everyone else. No human in Japan has orange hair."
"It grows back." Sesshomaru said with finality. He grabbed both of Ayame's wrists and nodded to the woman.
She grabbed his hair and cut it at the neckline.This caused the hair in front to fall forward,longer than the rest,and the back to be short.
When the woman was done Sesshomaru let go of Ayame's wrists. The human made an odd sort of wailing noise and reached behind himself as if trying to find his hair.When he felt the full extent of the cut he made the wailing sound again,big tears falling from his eyes.
Sesshomaru felt his heart hurt and was confused by this. The smell of tears burned his nose and the sight of the little human crying and fretting bothered him. "Stop crying." He said harshly.
Ayame hiccuped and bit down on a balled fist. After a few moments tears stopped falling from his eyes. He looked up at Sesshomaru,silently waiting for his next command.
Sesshomaru and the spider where surprised that he would take such a command so literally,and be able to carry it out.
"Don't be upset little human. It was for your health." The spider said,clicking her mandibles together. She used the sleeve of her own red kimono to wipe his face.
Sesshomary patted Ayame on the head silently and turned to leave,Ayame following close behind.

Sesshomaru's stomach growled,causing him to look up. He'd sent Ayame to go get lunch almost a half hour ago. He usually returned within ten minutes.
The demon stood from his desk and exited the room,smelling the air lightly to find Ayame'sscent. He found the freshest scent and followed it. He frowned slightly,the trail was leading him away from the kitchen.
"Where is that boy? Find him!" Hisinner demonyelled,causing him to wince almost imperceptivly.
The smell suddenly became laced with fear scent. His inner demon started screaming for him to move faster.
He started running,still following the smell. It was leading him to a mostly unused part of the castle. The scent was getting stronger,so was the fear scent. He had only smelled it on Ayame on a few occasions,when he thought he was going to be hit.
He growled lowly when he heard Ayame scream and the bitter scent of blood hit him. "Ayame..."
He turned a corner and hissed. Kaiya and Kaiyo,the demoness' who's tongues he had cut out,where standing over Ayame,who was curled into a ball holding his stomach. Kaiya turned,she must have heard him. Her eyes widened and she screeched.

Kaiyo turned and screeched as well. The two women looked around,trying to find an escape route from the irate dog demon.

Sesshomaru growled darkly,eyes bleeding red.He stalked foward,backing the women into a corner and lashed out,spilling thier insides onto the ground. They had hurt his human. They would suffer.