InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Prophecies Dream ❯ A Version Od Sesshomaru ( Chapter 3 )

Author Note: I felt like I was not presenting the true cold-hearted Sesshomaru so in this chapter, I made him a bit colder. Tell me which version you like so I know which to present more often. Thanks!

 

“Kagome, you've been so distracted ever since that concert. What is up with you? You seem like you're in a trance or something. Are you even listening to me?!” attacked Sango.

“Wha. What are you mulling about now? Said Kagome. “Oh No! How long has the water been running! Why didn't you tell me!” Kagome began grabbing towels to clean up the pool of water at her feet.

“What are you talking about? I did tell you. I've been standing here telling you for 3 minutes already. This is what I'm talking about! You've been lost and stumbling all day!” screamed Sango as she began stomping out of the room.

“Well you could have helped me clean up!” argued Kagome.

“Hey! Don't ask me for help when YOU'RE the one who let this happen.” Countered Sango.

“Knock! Knock”

“I'll get that. Can you please clean this up?” begged Kagome as she checked herself in the mirror one last time.

“Yeah, sure, whatever.”

Kagome opened the door and was greeted to a welcoming sight that calmed her mind and body.

“Hi. I'll just grab my purse and then we can go.” Said Kagome.

“That's perfectly fine.” Sesshomaru nodded. Kagome snuck into her room. She definitely did not feel like bumping into Sango. Having an argument in front of Sesshomaru would absolutely devastate her. As she came back, she noticed a changed air about Sesshomaru.

“Ready? Good. Let's depart.” Sesshomaru commanded in a cold tone.

 

The ride to the restaurant was a silent one. No music was played. No talk was started. Kagome's mind was reeling. `For a year I had waited to meet this man. Well, a version of this man. He was behaving so serious right now. He was not approachable as he had been at the concert. The very air around him was cold, serious, and distant.' She wondered what could have allowed such a change. `Even his facial appearance has changed. On stage his hair was black, his skin was tan, and his eyes were dominated by green. But now. Now his hair was light brown with hints of gold. His skin was pale white, and his eyes. Well, his eyes hardly held any green at all.

Now, he could have sprayed his hair for the concert performance. There were such things as hair coloring that only lasted until one's next shower. And his skin could have been an instant tan lotion or spray. But that wouldn't be the best for the concert. Black hair and pale white skin is the punk look. Not black hair and tan skin. But the eyes. The obvious conclusion would have been color contacts. But his eyes are more gold now than they were before. Could that mean that he is wearing the contacts right now? But how would that explain the hints of gold from the concert? So many questions and so many assumed conclusions yet, something tells me there is more to his appearance than meets the eye.'

 

They arrived to the restaurant. It was a nice semi-formal setting. Kagome had never been there before but heard the ice cream was to-die for.

“Would you like a spirit menu, Sir?” asked a waiter Kagome recognized from somewhere. He was cowering from Sesshomaru's great height. That or Sesshomaru's cold exterior that just screamed `stay away.'

“That will not be necessary. We both shall be having Red Wine.” Ordered Sesshomaru.

“But,” Kagome was about to continue before Sesshomaru struck her with a stare.

“Are you going to give us our foods' menu or do you insists upon standing there like a mindless drown?” snapped Sesshomaru.

“Your drinks will be coming out. Here are your menus.” The waiter said courtly as he rushed away. Once he was out of sight, Sesshomaru turned on Kagome.

“How dare you interrupt when I am talking? Don't talk!” said Sesshomaru as he saw Kagome begin to open her mouth. “Just trust that I am doing everything in your best interest. You may speak now.”

“I was just going to mention that I am still 20. I cannot purchase alcoholic beverages.” Stated Kagome.

“That is but a miniscule fact. It did not require pointing out.” Defined Sesshomaru. “Now, what shall you have to order?”

“I had not begun looking. Why do you feel as though you can boss me around? You were not like this before.” Ventured Kagome.

“Before I was a weaker version of myself. Nothing more. And I do not order, I instruct.” Corrected Sesshomaru.

“Well I happen to like your weaker version more.” Kagome squeezed in just before the drinks were served.

“Here you go. Would you like to order now?” Questioned the waiter who was still cowering against Sesshomaru's stare.

“Yes. I'll have your dinner special with a baked potato and keep the meat red. My guest here will have the soup special; New England Clam Chowder.” Said Sesshomaru.

“Your meal, Sir, will be ready in 20 minutes. And for you, Kagome, the soup shall be ready in 10 minutes.” Said the waiter.

“Hojo! I thought you looked familiar. I also thought you worked for your mother's health shop. She wouldn't call this place exactly healthy, now would she?” exclaimed Kagome.

“Yes. Well I rebelled anyways.” Hojo, feeling Sesshomaru begin to glare at him, said, “Well we should catch up sometime I'm not working, Have a nice Meal.”

“He's a polite man. And has a far larger memory than you. So, how do you know of him? Said Sesshomaru.

“Well, not that it is any of you business, but we went to school together.” Explained Kagome.

“Do you like New England Clam Chowder? You had said that you didn't even glance at the menu so I took the liberty of ordering for you. It's a very good dish.” countered Sesshomaru with a slightly gentler tone.

“Why thank you for consider it. And yes I do. It's what I would have ordered anyways.” Said Kagome visibly noticing Sesshomaru's transformation. “What city is your band touring to next?” began Kagome; eager to grasp a hold of Sesshomaru's good mood while it was present.

“Chicago.” Stated Sesshomaru. It was silent for a minute and he began considering if now was the time to ask. `What if she got scared? What if she didn't believe me? What if I screw it up and ruin everything that was to be?'

“Kagome. I have a question to ask. Please do not falter. Are you connected to spirits?”

Time stood still as Kagome simply stared in shock and disbelief at what she had just heard. `How could he know? Why did he ask? Was he planning on using me just as all the others had? Had he told any one else? How many knew?' The questions began adding up as her mind dived farther and farther into her memories. Into her past.

Her mind went into a complete halt as she uttered, “Yes.”

 

 

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