InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Actions Speak Louder Than Words ❯ Morning, Afternoon, and Evening ( Chapter 3 )

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Actions Speak Louder Than Words

 

Chapter 3- Morning, Afternoon, and Evening

 

She had accepted.

 

I could not believe it. I had thought at first that my ears had been deceiving me, but no. My princess had accepted, and her acceptation of my offer had been accompanied by a nice hot cup of tea and her presence along with it.

 

It had been quite the nice afternoon. After getting her the tea, I had walked her home, given her a good-bye kiss that had her mind reeling so much that for a moment she had forgotten she needed keys into the house. She had created quite the amusing spectacle.

 

I had returned to my place of living, and had retired to my rooms, decided not to consume tonight's meal. I was too excited over the prospect of going to an All Hallows Eve party in two moon phases with my princess.

 

The thought about the party made me pause and contemplate as to what to go to the party as this year. My brother, who lacked any sort of creative inspiration whatsoever, would be going as the same thing he had for the past five solar cycles.

 

Himself.

 

Only, he would be in his demonic form. I myself had gone in my demonic form on All Hallows Eve for several years when I was younger, as I found I made quite the frightening sight.

 

However, I did not want to scare Kagome, ergo, I would not be going in my demonic form this year.

 

For some reason, though, the back corners of my nagging mind demanded that I find one who will accept me as I am. Kagome accepted all creatures, and I had even witnessed her around other demons that did not bother to mask themselves as our family chose too.

 

A growl escaped my esophagus before I could silence it. It made me angry to think of my beautiful princess associating with other demons, ones that could put a claim on her and take her forever from my reach.

 

I was lucky that Inuyasha was only a half-breed, and could not put a full mating mark on her.

 

He had, however, put a scent claim on her, which I had found highly annoying. It was a weak claim though, what with him being a half-breed and cheating on her at the same time.

 

Idiot.

 

How he could betray an enchantress like Kagome and not feel any sorrow was beyond me. I could not even begin to fathom cheating on her. No one even came close to comparing with her. No female was above her. Kagome was like the sun, the raging fire of her soul bright and almost blinding, while every other female was like a star. Insignificant, when compared to the sun that was Kagome.

 

The scent claim was gone now, however, and Kagome was free to be claimed by whomever she wanted to. To have a scent claim placed upon your person, you have to give your full consent; you would not be claimed by someone you did not want to be claimed by.

 

Back to the costume problem. Reviewing the list of guests in my mind, I realized that it was more of a masquerade party. My costume would be easy then; a tuxedo. Kagome's on the other hand, would have to be much more elegant, and something in blue, I decided, to match those mystical eyes of hers.

 

I decided that I would pick out her dress while I was out to get a tux. My last one would surely not fit me now, as I had grown slightly since I had last worn it, in the upper arms, that is. Pity, I had only gotten it a week and a half ago.

 

No matter.

 

Pocketing my keys from the dark wood table beside my bedroom door, I straightened the white dress shirt I was wearing and headed for the large parking garage around back of the mansion, where I had left my car just fifteen minutes previous.

 

Dark blue, I thought. Dark blue would go the best with her eyes.

 

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“And then we kissed.”

 

“WHAT!?”

 

I sighed. I was currently talking to a surprised -and loud- Sango. My best friend since only Kami-Sama knows when, she could sometimes get a little…over-enthusiastic…

 

“YOU KISSED SESSHOUMARU TAISHO? WHAT ARE YOU ON AND WHERE CAN I GET SOME?”

 

My point exactly.

 

“Sango, I am not on anything, for starters, and yes, I kissed Sesshoumaru Taisho.”

 

“B-but, he's emotionless! He barely speaks! Everyone is afraid of him! He's never dated anyone before!”

 

“And I've had a crush on him for ages.” I wearily pointed out to my exasperated friend.

 

“True.”

 

“Now, back to the reason I called you. I have a Halloween party to go in two days, nothing to wear, and a 6 page essay to write, for tomorrow.”

 

“Well, considering it's your own damn fault you didn't do your essay before, and you need to go shopping desperately, I'd say you're screwed.”

 

“Thanks for the moral support, Sango.”

 

“No problem!” she replied cheerily. Sometimes best friends could be such smart-asses.

 

Ding dong!

 

“That was the doorbell, gotta run Sango. Ja.”

 

“Ne.”

 

Click.

 

Dropping the phone haphazardly onto the silken covers of my mattress, I leaped off my resting place, yanked the door to the room I was currently residing in open, and took off at full speed towards the front door. Slamming into the door full force when I clumsily lost my footing on a rug, I groaned allowed and silently cursed my slippery turquoise socks.

 

Opening the door and massaging my tender shoulder at the same time, I squinted dispassionately at a white dress shirt, frowning. I wasn't frowning at the shirt, but at the shoulder I was currently rubbing one-handedly. Looking up, my eyes met liquid gold, currently tinted and sparkling with amusement.

 

My speaking appendage dropped open, and it took me a moment to realize that I had not removed my eyes from his figure yet. Closing my mouth as quickly as I could, I managed to regain some sense, before re-opening my mouth and voicing my thoughts.

 

“W-what are you doing here?” I asked the god in front of me bluntly.

 

He blinked, a sign of being surprised. It took him a moment to collect his own thoughts, before replying to my flat question.

 

“I have taken the liberty to have a dress for the masquerade made for you. The material I have picked out, however, the maker needs your measurements. I was hoping you would accompany me to the dress makers, and continue to accompany while I get my own tuxedo. I was also hoping that afterwards, if you do not have anything planned, if you mind sharing dinner with myself?”

 

I blinked, and nearly started gaping again. `Wow. I get to spend morning, afternoon, and evening with the god. Note to self: Do a happy dance next time your not in public.'

 

“Sure!” I smiled brightly at my crush. “I just have to let my parents know, and I think I have to change.” I blushed; I had changed into blue pajamas upon arriving home.

 

He nodded, and I opened the door for him to come in. I started rubbing my shoulder again, groaning softly. That door was solid.

 

“Oka?” I asked, peering around the front hallway and into the living room. My mother sat there, and smiled at me.

 

“Who was at the door dear?” she asked. I shuffled into the room and Sesshoumaru followed.

 

“Oh! You're Inuyasha's older brother!” she exclaimed, having once mistaken him for Inuyasha when we had been at a school function. Sesshoumaru nodded.

 

“It is a pleasure to see you again, Mrs. Higurashi.” He said, and mum beamed at him. I smiled inwardly; such a gentleman.

 

“Mum, Sesshoumaru here is getting a dress made for me, and the maker needs my measurements. He has also invited me out to dinner afterwards. Can I go?” I asked shyly.

 

“Go right ahead!” she said smiling. My mum then turned to Sesshoumaru. “Have her home no later than ten. She needs sleep.”

 

Sesshoumaru nodded, and I turned to him. “Erm, I uh…Have to go change. So, why don't you just…make yourself comfortable. I'll only be a few minutes.” I promised, and walked calmly out of the spacious living room to the smaller, contrasting front hall, before flying up the narrow stairs and into my room to change.

 

Changing out of my sleep wear as fast as humanely possible, I quickly slipped into a pair of loose, faded black jeans, and a crimson long-sleeved top. Grabbing a small black hand-held purse with a spiral design and transferring my necessaries into it, I put a small amount of the clear glossy liquid contained in a tube container labeled `lip gloss', before running back down the stairs after grabbing a black zip-up sweater for warmth.

 

Running a plastic stick with small teeth on it through my ebony tresses, I placed the item back in the purse before presenting myself to my mother and date. My mother smiled again, and my date just stared.

 

Sesshoumaru was staring at me, those golden orbs clearly mirroring his inner approval. Looking out of the corner of his eye at my mother, who was raising her eyebrow at him, a silent order to compliment her daughter as a proper gentleman should, he cleared his throat before heeding my mothers' silent demand, relieving himself of her scathing glare.

 

“You look absolutely beautiful, although that goes without saying.” He said in his usual emotionless voice, directing the last part at my mother. My mother, however, beamed.

 

I was stunned.

 

His comment, although more than likely said entirely to please my mother, was said truthfully, and I was doing the disco on the inside. The guy who I had liked since the moment my sapphire orbs touched his graceful frame, had just complimented me on my beauty, and had meant every word.

 

Point for Kagome!

 

Said guy inclined his mercury-clad head to my ever-smiling mother, before offering his arm to me like an escort. I took his strong, solid arm, waved a casual goodbye to my mother over my shoulder, and we headed towards his car, and our destinations.

 

Oh man, was I lucky or what?

 

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-Does happy Dance- Oh yeah! Go me! Oh yeah! I'm sooooo happy today! I got a part in the school play, kept my friend from committing suicide (at least until tomorrow) and signed up for archery lessons! I was so happy I BAKED! -gasp- lol