InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Beauty Meets Beast ❯ Exploring ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Kagome opened the door to Sesshoumaru's study slowly, halfway something to reach out and bite her. He was sitting behind what she assumed was his desk, there were so many papers on it that it was hard to tell. She stood just inside the door, hoping that he wouldn't notice her. No such luck.

 

“Sit.” It was a command, not a request and Kagome thought this must be what Inuyasha felt like whenever she said it to him. She quickly sat down in a nearby chair, her eyes glued to the floor. “You are going to teach Rin,” he said smoothly.

 

“I-I don't understand,” Kagome said slowly, holding her breath in hopes that he wouldn't kill her for speaking to him.

 

“Rin has reached the age where she requires a human female to teach her certain things. Since you are the only human here, this Sesshoumaru has decided that it is your job. You are to assist her from noon to 2 everyday starting tomorrow.”

 

Kagome merely nodded, even though her brain was going a million miles a second telling her to say no or something.

 

“That is all,” he said, not looking up from his work.

 

Kagome got up and left, feeling slightly put out. When she got out the door, she decided that since she was already out and about, that it couldn't hurt to do some exploring. After all it didn't look like she was going to get to leave anytime soon. Sighing, she turned and headed down the hall in the opposite direction as her room.

 

She couldn't tell you how long she'd been walking. Nor could she tell you how many halls and rooms she'd been in. Sesshoumaru's castle seemed to go on forever and she'd soon discovered that most of the rooms looked the exact same. The funny thing was that most of them were not as ornate as her room, which confused her. Why did he give her that room? It was baffling to say the least. She was starting to get tired of walking, but she hadn't encountered anyone to point her in the direction back to her room. And every time she thought she saw something familiar she'd turn a corner and it was gone. Spying another door propped open, she entered only to gasp. It was a library, and it was huge! No doubt this was where the books she had requested from Aerin had come from.

 

As she walked past the rows upon rows of books the only thing Kagome could think of was, “Wow…” There were books everywhere imaginable and most of the other space in the room was occupied by things to sit on and read or desks with mounds of papers such as she had seen on Sesshoumaru's desk. She smiled and grabbed a book before sitting down on one of the fluffy couches, thinking to herself that she had just found her new hangout.

 

She hadn't been sitting there long when another door caught her eye. It was rather bland in comparison to the rest of the room and it looked like it hadn't been entered in a long time. She got up and approached it, hesitating when she saw the barrier around it. But in the end her curiosity got the best of her and she walked through the barrier and into the room beyond.

 

It was, well she didn't know what it was, but it was beautiful. The walls were covered with paintings and propped against the wall were even more paintings as well as some blank canvases. Most of the paintings were of youkai, she assumed they were inuyoukai, but a few were of landscapes or of the castle grounds. One of the walls was covered from floor to ceiling with shelves and shelves of paints and brushes, along with every other art supply known to mankind that had been invented in this time period. Intrigued, Kagome sat down at the easel, basking in the perfection of the artist's tools. She'd always loved to paint. It freed her soul. In fact, she was tempted to use some of the paints, but she didn't dare.

 

She got up and decided to look at all the paintings. There were beyond comparison. She had never seen anything like them. She gasped when she saw one of Sesshoumaru and someone else; she assumed it was his father since they looked so much alike. Sesshoumaru was, if possible, even more beautiful than he was now. He looked younger, but she couldn't tell for sure how much younger since she didn't actually know how old he was or how fast he aged, although, she assumed it had to be at least 350 years old, since InuTaisho was in it.

 

She continued to observe the painting, unaware of the presence behind her until it was too late. She froze as a powerful hand took hold of her shoulder and whipped her around to meet the glowing eyes of an extremely pissed taiyoukai.