InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A new beginning, a new hope ❯ Bikinis Babes and Sesshoumaru (Part 1) ( Chapter 14 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Leaning phlegmatically against one side of the bone eater's well, the present mood drenching the demon lord was a twisted mix between disheartened triste and agonized pining. He let his hand glide across the velvety texture of the grass beside him, pinching languidly on some of the more overgrown weeds. Over these few days in Kagome's time, he had gradually grown to appreciate the naked warmth from the ball of fire above him in the feudal era, tingling and blending itself with the vibrant scents of the surrounding undergrowth. He had to admit to his own naïve thinking when he first set foot at the Higurashi shrine that adapting to the new age would be of no challenge to his youkai abilities. Perhaps age was really catching up on him these four hundred years.
All those threatening towers with invisible walls, humans constantly using some insane demonic magic levitating themselves from one floor to another, people (humans) with their utterly grotesque sense of dressing or the lack of it, they just made him feel awkwardly out of place. Peering down at his own attire, he was still amazed how the miko had convinced him to change to such silly clownish clothes. Of course, no doubt, he was still able to pull it off with ease, quite elegantly he thought, beaming with self pride and manly vanity. Well, a more correct word to best describe this gush of emotions through him now was more of…. Old. Yes, he felt old. He needed a break, and quite desperately.
Drawing a breath in an attempt to relax himself, Sesshoumaru rested his head on the woody ledge of the well to allow his gaze to once again travel to the diversity of lush greenery around him. He shook his head, sneering inwardly with a tinge of ironic humor, at himself mainly. Within the short span of about three days, a mighty youkai as he had been scurrying all around town trailing after a girl, crawling next to her bed at ungodly hours and racking his brains providing little gifts to gain her fancy. He felt much like an overage idiot with a hopeless crush.
It was painfully true then, that he was in love with the girl. That wasn't at all difficult to conclude. He had not forgotten his mission, to reclaim what belonged to him. It was meant to be an effortless task for one as powerful as he.
How did it ever get so out of hand? He mused as he toyed with a small squarish object in his clawed hand, flipping and tossing it in the air. If not for HIM, he probably wouldn't even pause to reflect in the first place.
Now armed with a more confident percentage of his logical regal self, the demon lord realized how he was that close to dashing up to the girl and breaking his initial promise before giving the thorough consideration expected of him. Still, undeniably, the break was refreshing and it was what he needed. He had seen and heard enough. Now, it was time to decide, decide on the miko's proposal. But was he ready to do so?
He wanted the girl, that part was easy. He missed her, he loved her and he wanted her back. Every vein in his body was heatedly screaming it. He couldn't dismiss that. But was he truly ready to confront the girl, declare the three little words aloud, propose and ask her to be his bride? Was he ready for hanyou heirs?
He tried to picture himself, Rin and a tiny face he still could not see. Wait, an image was formatting before his very eyes. It was one with the family eyes and hair. It was the hanyou kid, Inuyasha's little girl. Now, she was not all that terrible, that hard to get along with now was she? He scanned through his brief interactions with the child and he could contritely say that she had … impressed him, her ever witty little plots and her quick intelligent responses to him and her striking likeness to his Rin. The demon lord's brows furrowed for a split second. But neither was she strong, maybe never, compared to one he could possible have, if his mate were of pure demonic breed.
The one thing he did conclude eventually was that he could not go on debating endlessly. His indecision would only prove what the miko had predicted right. The person he would be hurting most would be Rin. Wasn't that the reason why she had left him in the first place, his inability to provide her with a solid answer to their future? He couldn't let history repeat itself. He would be too selfish, too self conceited. It all boiled down to two clear alternatives. It was either he leave her as she was now or confront her with all his endearing promises, making sure first that he was ready to make good of them. Deep within his heart, Sesshoumaru knew that Rin was exactly what Kagome had said. The girl was now leading a much more stable life with her own kind and had the potential to be happily married to a human mate who was, he must admit, more than just average in both character and abilities.
An annoying flash of light effectively distracted him and Sesshoumaru turned to investigate. A little white figure gracefully leapt its way out of the old well only to tap briefly upon his shoulder and then land on the soft ground. The whole action was completed with such agility, without making even the slightest sound. Not even a leaf rustled. It was Keiko and she was definitely not here for a leisurely stroll. She hopped onto Sesshoumaru's lap and surprising, the demon lord had nothing to stop her. He did not shove her away as he would usually. Instead, he fixed her with a gaze soaked with perplexity and fatigue.
“What are you doing here? You should be on the other side.” Keiko implored as she bounced up and down rhythmically to meet his eyes.
The demon gave no response.
“Rin-chan, she asked about you. She wants to meet you!” The kid's eyes were twinkling with excitement, not able to withhold herself. “You have hope!”
Sesshoumaru's eyes widened with a shock look for like a second or two, then he decided that this was deducible. Rin had picked out Keiko from amongst the crowd, not that difficult of course. She was the STAR of that little accident on the road that day. No doubt that Rin would suspect that the kid knew something about him.
Rin.
He had almost forgotten about her part in this. The choice was not totally his or even the young man's. Rin herself had the right to decide who she wishes to be with. Perhaps even when he had vocalized his affections for her, she might still choose not to return with him. Then what will he do? Even as the youkai had no answer for his own query, he was still aware of the degree of disgrace and embarrassment on his part, to be rejected straight in the face by a human. Ha! That'll be the joke in every household for the few centuries to come!
“Uncle moon, are you listening to me?” The kid was getting rather impatient. “Rin wants to meet you!” She repeated as though he had not heard her.
“It's abnormal for a child of your age to have such bad memory.” Sesshoumaru spoke while directing his gaze else where. “You have forgotten that I can't meet her?”
“No,” the discerning kid corrected him straight off. “You can't TALK to her but you can meet her if you want to.”
“And how do you propose I meet with her without uttering a word?” The youkai shot her a most bazaar look with one brow lifted slightly. “Are you suggesting that I pretend that I'm mute?”
The hanyou apparently wasn't that thorough in her planning. “Well, I dunno. But there's going to be a huge party at the beach tonight. It's your best bet!”
“Party?” Though confused by the word, the demon was still considering the possibilities of her suggestion.
“Yes, party. It's when lots of people gather to have fun.” She explained while trying to pull something out of the pouch stripped round her waist.
Gathering? Having fun? A flicker of hope brought a grin on his face. It's no doubt a good chance for him to see the girl. With that many people, he could easily hide himself in the crowd, come and disappear as he wishes. The hanyou was now swinging something white in front of his eyes, bursting his thought bubble.
“What have you got here?” Sesshoumaru took over the bit of stretchy material into his hand, fumbling with it.
“This is what you're going to wear for the party tonight.” A hint of self satisfaction appeared as a cheery gleam danced across her little cheeks.
What? Did he hear the kid wrongly? The youkai was clouded as ever and Keiko could tell.
“It's a beach party. Everyone would be wearing one of these.” She saw the need to go into details. “You're SO going to stand out if you don't.”
“And only in this?” Sesshoumaru thought he heard wrongly.
“Yes.” Her answer was quick.
Everyone? All in these scanty pitiful excuse for clothes? He took in a clipped jolt of breath. Even Rin? His Rin?
“Is Rin… she…” Sesshoumaru found himself stuttering but the hanyou was swift to cut him off.
“Rin's going shopping for hers today.” In a moment, she kind of just guessed what was on his mind. “Oh come on, keep an open mind. It'll be fun and rewarding. I guarantee.” She slapped confidently on her chest.
The demon lord let out a skeptical snigger.
All of a sudden, his nose wriggled as he picked up a familiar scent.
“I think someone's coming to fetch you.” His tone was bland and cool. Within a split second, there was that blinding flash again from the well and a crimson figure appeared before him. It was the hanyou dad and his expression was one of extreme displeasure. Choosing not to wait even a moment, he picked the kid up by the sleeves of her clothes, causing to dangle in the air.
“What do you think you're doing here… and with HIM?” the hanyou chided as he poked on the kid's nose.
“Inuyasha, are you jealous that you own kid had chosen my company over yours?” Sesshoumaru couldn't help himself. When it comes to the hanyou, his sarcasm just flows in like a river.
“Why you, teme… Why are you abducting my kid? What were you doing with her, you perverted ….” The hanyou was scrunching up his sleeves, all ready to deliver his fist at his half brother.
“Papa, papa.. no please.” Sesshoumaru was taken by pleasant surprise when the kid spoke up for him. “I was just trying to help uncle moon. He's so…”
“What uncle? He has no relations to us.” She was crudely interrupted by her raging father. “Didn't your mother and I tell you not to interfere with his business?”
“But papa…” Keiko pleaded.
Inuyasha gave her no chance to further her rebuttals. Pulling her as she struggled reluctantly, the hanyou was mumbling something like “He doesn't need your help. He's a snob. He'll solve his own shit.”
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Occasionally dipping her soaked feet into the incoming waves, Rin kicked and flicked the bits of moisture in the air, sending sprinkling displays all about her. She lowered her gaze to give herself a more in depth examination. Uiru, together with the other two over enthusiasts, had selected for her a three piece combination for the beach party that night. The white bikini top she was currently wearing barely glaze over half of her breasts and the bottom half was more like an undergarment. Thank goodness there was the scarf, she sighed in slight relief. She pulled at the long trailing cream netted silk as it scandalously revealed her slender legs under the pressure of the prevailing sea breeze.
“Rin, everyone's waiting for you!” Yumi's voice echoed strongly from the far end of the water's edge.
The girl simply paid her no attention, preferring to spoil herself in the simple delight of the therapeutic sounds of the sea crashing on the breaker.
Will I see him tonight? She pondered immediately sensing that her heart rate raced. Still, she was unable to put a finger to why she gets such reactions when the topic settled on this secret admirer, also known as her dream lover. Keiko had suggested a meeting between them and that sent her spirits high and hopeful. But she was again distracted by an opposing pull from her heart. It was an undeniable aching pinch. Why does he have such contradictory effects on her? Till now, it had never ceased to amaze her.
Little did she know that the one she so desired to meet was residing just a few feet away, camouflaged behind the palms that lined the coast. Sesshoumaru traced Rin's silhouette as she stopped in her steps. A gush of strong wind had sent her tresses spilling everywhere around her form and she was taming them bunching them to one side.
As she came under the moonlight, Sesshoumaru's breath caught. Keiko had prep him way before hand but he surely wasn't prepared for this erotic sight of her. Her choice of white wear that night complemented flawlessly with her fair porcelain complexion. The long scarf only proved to heighten her sensuality as it unveiled rhythmically her legs as she moved gracefully along the shore line.
In an instant, a smile became visible on his cheeks as he naughtily pictured himself holding her in his arm and peeling off those bits of clothing before placing her on the bed. Yes, he would relish that, he mused smugly. She looked distractingly inviting tonight.
All of a sudden, all facial expressions indicating pleasure dissipated.
Wait a minute, is she going to walk round the entire night in front of every ogling eye with ONLY that?
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Okay, guys, bad news. I just received like seventy pages of scores through my mail today for my gig next Thursday. I'm so in trouble! Looks like added hours of practice is inevitable. What's worse, there ain't gonna be any rehearsals for this one. You simply just go and play on the spot. My friend's exact words were, “It's a dinner function. They won't be listening to us. We can't hear ourselves either. So, what's the point of rehearsng?” Hmm.. very wise words
Why am I the only one sweating over this? It's either the rest are real fantastic musicians or I'm a damn lousy one.
I'll try my best to update but it'll be like in three day interval sort of thing. Ok?
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Coming up next
Bikini, babes and Sesshoumaru (Part two)
Rin got really drunk and Sesshoumaru had to end up carrying her home. What's gonna happen after that?
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