InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Because you asked me to ❯ Midnight conversations ( Chapter 2 )

 

 

“It is alright, you are safe,” Sesshoumaru said his voice low and soothing as he spoke to the woman next to him who had woken terribly frightened from her dreams.

 

“Who - who…you're the one from before,” the woman said as her fear left her quickly once she placed the voice. “You're the girl's father.”

 

“…Yes,” Sesshoumaru said after a moment, finding it fruitless to correct her since she seemed to insistently believe that he was Rin's father.

 

He watched as the confusion came over the woman's face, she may be blind, but her face showed every single emotion she felt. He watched in rapt interest as several emotions passed over her face, the strongest of which seemed to be loneliness.

 

“Is it morning?” she asked softly not being able to tell the difference herself.

 

“No, it is well into the night. Do you hunger?” Sesshoumaru asked indifferently as he watched the woman, having heard her stomach growl repeatedly in her slumber.

 

“Do not waste your food on me, I'll take my leave once you proclaim it morning.”

 

“Let this Sesshoumaru decide to whom I `waste' food on. You are hungry,” he stated when her stomach growled loudly. “You will eat.”

 

The woman felt something placed in her hands and lifted whatever it was up to her face to sniff at it. Whatever it was it smelled good. Hesitantly she took a bite. Wonders upon wonders it was the best thing she had ever tasted! Oh this was superb indeed!

 

“Thank you very much, this is wonderful,” she said more than pleased with the simply smoked fish he had given her. “What do you call this?”

 

“It is fish, cooked fish.” She did not know what fish was? Strange.

 

“Fish,” she said committing the taste to memory. “Thank you. I've not had such delicacies before.”

 

Delicacies?! It was fish, smoked fish at that. It was no more considered a delicacy to him than mud upon his shoes and this woman acted as though he had given her a feast of unmatched quality and flavor.

 

“Would you answer a question for me?” Sesshoumaru asked putting no more interest in his words than he had any of his previously.

 

“Of course anything kind lord,” the woman said as she stopped in her eating of the small fish so that she would be able to answer him properly.

 

“What is it that you usually consume for food?”

 

“Grass, sometimes leaves, they're the only plants that I know for certain are not poisonous. Sometimes whatever a crow or a wolf leaves behind. Worms sometimes…I'm sorry, I know this must seem terribly disgusting to you,” she said her face pinking in a blush as blood rose to the surface in her embarrassment.

 

“No, continue.”

 

This was what the woman had survived on? From his guess she had survived on such things for nearly twenty years now, if not more. Why had no one taken her in as a child, surely the fact that she was blind couldn't be the reason, or at least not the only reason. No youkai would cast out their young for being blind, their other senses would be honed, sharpened, until even if they had sight it mattered not. The way this woman had been treated was deplorable.

 

“That's pretty much it. Sometimes, if I can't find anything else I'll eat a bit of mud and it will tide me over for a while until I can find something else. I honestly have no sense of time; I can't see the sun so I don't know when a day has passed.”

 

“You will come with us,” Sesshoumaru spoke the soft command.

 

“What use would you have for a blind woman?” she asked as she returned to her fish, truly never having tasted anything so wonderful.

 

“Let me worry about that,” he spoke his voice and face as stoic as ever though she would never know what his face looked like.

 

“May I…may I see you?” she asked softly as she wiped her hands in the grass not willing to dirty the - what she was sure was the finest clothing she had ever been graced with.

 

A startled gasp sounded from the woman as Sesshoumaru moved her with his single arm and tail to sit astride his lap, a rush of heat shooting through him at the scent of his scent wrapped around this woman due to his clothing worn upon her. Her own personal scent was rather fetching, flowers and forest and spring rain, it was pleasant and soothing. He grasped both her wrists in his own hand from where her hands had balanced herself on his chest, his armor hanging in the tree above them. He had taken it off a moment before lifting her, knowing that her blindness would more than likely cause her injury by the spikes on his armor.

 

He settled her hands on his face and closed his eyes as she glided her soft finger tips over his silken skin. She couldn't see his snowy pallor nor the magenta stripes and blue crescent moon that decorated his skin, but the feel of him was amazing. She could feel the flawlessness of his skin, the smooth texture, it felt like butterfly wings to her. Her hands fluttered over his face like feathers and he fought to suppress a groan that was trying to work its way out, he had never felt anything like this before.

 

He opened his eyes and watched as the tip of her pink tongue slipped out between her slightly parted rose colored lips, wetting the fleshy appendages as she drew her bottom lip in between her teeth as she continued her perusal of his face. He had the sudden desire to take her bottom lip in his mouth and soothe the worried flesh with his tongue.

 

What? He nearly growled, what was he thinking? She was human. It had to be the fact that his scent was all over her because she was wearing his clothing. That had to be it; his scent wrapped around her was signaling to his youkai that she belonged to him that was the only reason for this sudden attraction. Once he had taken her back to his castle and gotten the woman her own kimo - dear kami she was tracing his neck!

 

A soft purr rumbled from him as his eyes shut, the reactions beyond his current control. His eyes opened slowly when he felt her hands suddenly leave his person only to resettle on his chest as she leaned closer to him.

 

“What is that?” she wondered aloud softly as she pressed her ear against his chest.

 

He continued to purr for her, amused by her wonder. This woman, he thought, she was so much like his little Rin. Everything was new and wonderful to her. It was an amazement that the horrors she had suffered through had not turned her bitter. He raised his hand to her and began to gently brush through her unruly hair with his claws, coming out the snarls and lulling her back to sleep as she lay against his chest, her legs still straddling his as she sat in his lap. It was a while before he had completely detangled her hair and when he was done, the massive length hung down to what he was sure would be her knees and was as smooth as silk, slipping through his fingers like water.

 

He rested his head back against the tree behind him. He would move her in a moment, but for right now she was comfortable, and that was surely more than she had been in her entire lifetime. Her joy over the simplest smoked fish having been proof of her hardened life. It was a wonder she had survived this long. Rin asked to keep the woman, and he could find no fault with the idea. No one had ever shown this woman kindness, not once, and she was more than worthy of any and all kindness. So he'd let her sleep against him a while longer, was it so much to bear, he thought as he unwittingly fell into a deep sleep.

 

 

 

A.N.: Yes, yes I know. When am I going to get back to my other stories? Ummm, tomorrow maybe? *_* Please don't hurt me. *giggles* hehe, sorry. I'm a total scatter brain.