InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bibouroku ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

Bibouroku

Written By: Foxflame

Based on The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks

 

Fox- Here we are again! With the first chapter to truly begin our story!

 

Innyubabe4e- I hope you are as excited as we are!

 

Fox- Yes, let us, how do you say, PAR-TAY

 

Innyubabe4e - WOOHOO

 

Fox- Ok enough lol. I found it slightly difficult to write the prologue, having to give the necessary background information without going into to much detail.

I hope you all liked it!!

Now that we all know where we stand, we can begin!

 

Disclaimer- I do not own Inuyasha or any related characters.

 

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How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.
--Henry David Thoreau

 

 

Chapter 1:

 

The soft pounding of feet rebounded through the halls of the Western Palace, as an old servant made haste towards his Lord's study. Taking turns left and right, the old demon hurried as fast as his old bones would allow, delivering an item he received only moments before.

 

Clutched in his old paw was a beautifully decorated piece of parchment, tied together with a golden bow and the crest of the Eastern Lady, a rising sun. `What could this be?' the old one wondered.

 

Left, right, left…..

 

` I hope milord is in a better mood today…who knows what terrible news this can contain' He passed a fellow servant of the Western Palace, nodded his head, but dare not stop his quick pace.

 

Right turn, left turn….

 

A small thud on his study door, which could not be mistaken for anything other then a plea for entrance, was made. Sesshoumaru looked up from his desk, and allowed the demon on the other side entrance into his quite room.

 

The demon bowed low enough for his nose to skim the floor, until the Taiyoukai spoke “Yes, Tooru”

 

“Milord has been sent a parcel from the House of the Rising Sun” The bear held out the lovely wrapped parchment to his master, waiting for bated breath until he would accept it. But he did not.

 

“Throw it away. I have no use for anything given to me from that house.”

 

The old demon looked shocked. `Why would he refuse such a letter? Perhaps he simply does not want to associate with a human? My lord should be wiser than that…'

 

“B-but…my Lord, it may hold some importance. What harm can come from a simple letter?”

 

The demon Lord stopped his writings to look up at the servant for the first time since he entered, and said “Many things can be inside that letter. Why I would choose to open it or leave it closed is my business”

 

“Of course it is, my lord. But I fear this might be of some use to you.”

 

Sesshoumaru was getting agitated. `Why is it so hard to find servants who listen?' He began to rub his temple, sure that a headache was about to come along.

 

“Leave it here”

 

The bear nodded, placed the parcel in the table top, and turned away, sighing inwardly that his impudence did not cost him his life. `I better not bother him more then need be…'

 

`A letter from Inuyasha's wench. What could it possibly contain? Not that I care about what this woman would have to say to me'

 

The Taiyoukai looked away from the letter sitting on his desk, and return to his previous work. He re read the lines, but soaked up none of it.

 

`It may contain something that will cause me work- am I willing to even bother?''

 

Observing his desk littered with problems of his own lands, Sesshoumaru came to the conclusion that any other issue that was not his own concern, was of no importance.

 

`But, what if it is in my best interest to hear what the miko has to say?'

 

He was his own worst critic. `Here I go again…arguing with myself….'

Frustrated, he flung the letter onto the floor, hoping that if he got it out of his line of vision; he would be able to concentrate on his own work.

 

`Where was I… demons raiding the human villages towards the Northern border, many killed, all pleading for some assistance…..maybe I should just read the letter…'

 

He growled and crumbled the paper in his fists. `I lost a battle with myself that lasted no more than 2 minutes. Damned curiosity'

 

The demon Lord walked around to the front of his desk, and picked up the parcel and began to read:

 

To the head of House of the Moon-

 

You have been cordially invited to attend a formal ball at dusk tomorrow. Please bring along as many guests as you wish- however, the attendance of Lord Sesshoumaru is highly anticipated.

 

The Lady of the East wishes to discuss matters of high importance with the Lord. She wishes to inform the Lord that it would benefit them both and-…….

 

Sesshoumaru stopped reading there. The rest of the letter was simply formal nonsense which did not need his attention.

 

`A formal ball?'

 

An answer came to his mind at once “No”

 

His reason, however, began to call to him. `Perhaps it may be important…what would happen if I did not attend?'

 

Many thoughts plagued his mind on the matter. As he saw it, he had two options- one, attend the ball himself, and make a personal appearance to discover the reason of his requested attendance, or two…..

 

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“You shall be attending a formal ball tomorrow evening, held by the Lady of the East. You are to speak only to the Lady, to discover what news she has that contains my interest.”

 

The Lord looked upon his advisors, as their eyes widened in disbelief of what their ears were hearing. Attend a ball? Talk to a human ruler? Sesshoumaru-sama is interested?......

 

“If we be as so bold to ask, as to why are you not attending a ball clearly held for you?”

 

The Badger youkai gazed upon the sturdy form of his Lord, waiting for an answer. He had been Sesshoumaru's advisor since day one on the throne, helping him in matters containing other Lords and political officials.

 

“That is too bold.” Sesshoumaru said, eyes looking off into the distance, as he fiddled with some papers on the table.

 

“Of course, my Lord. We shall do as you wish” The room was filled with the scratching of chairs as the three advisors left the room to return to their duties- whatever they may be.

 

Sesshoumaru watched with tired eyes as they retreated into the hall, and let out a breath he did not know he was holding. He slouched down into his chair, and got lost in his thoughts.

 

`Did I choose correctly? Or should I attend this ball myself?'

 

Ha spoke his inner self The mighty Lord Sesshoumaru is second guessing himself? Does he truly wish to go to this ball and quench his thirst of curiosity?

 

`No- I do not want the headache of formal arrangements'

 

Is that all, Sesshoumaru? Cant be bothered to get up out of your chair and live a little?

 

“Lord Sesshoumaru!”

 

Golden eyes snapped up at the sound of a high pitched voice called out his name.

 

A young human teenager walked into the room, looking excited about something. Sesshoumaru did not bother to wonder what, because he could tell he was about to find out.

 

“May I go! Oh please Lord Sesshoumaru, I haven't gone out of this castle in such a long time!”

 

“Rin…what are you talking about?”

 

The girl in front of him flicked her hair with an air of impatience over her broad shoulders.

 

“The ball! I found the invitation placed on a table, and couldn't help but read it. Oh Lord Sesshoumaru it would be wonderful to go and meet some other people. May I please go with you?” The girl widened her brown eyes, in hopes the look of sadness would yield to that special place he held for her in his heart.

 

However, the Lord looked upon the girl in a different light. He saw a misbehaved, nosy child. He saw a teenager who was trying to get out and start fooling around with boys. He saw a girl who was bored, rather then the old child he knew who was so content to be in a field of flowers doing nothing for hours on end. He saw his ward grown up.

 

His instincts, which he acquired over the years of her raising, called to him. She could not attend this party of foreigners without his attendance to insure her safety.

 

“If you are referring to the ball in the East, you can simply forget it. Since I will not be attending, you shall not.”

 

The girl looked up at him, slightly scowling at the injustice. “You are not going, my Lord? But why- it is your ball.”

 

“I have reasons of my own” He looked at her, and saw her face beginning to contort into a look of one who was about to begin a verbal war. He missed the days she used to listen to him blindly.

 

Rin folded her arms across her chest and sighed. `I never will understand my Lord Sesshoumaru. How can he be so sure of what the ball will be like, is he never gets up and attends one? Why cant I go and have fun?'

 

“If you do not mind my forwardness, my Lord, might I say that is quite foolish of you”

 

Sesshoumaru slightly surprised at the correct language- he was still getting used to her educated ways of speaking. He always felt she would speak to him in her old way of talking in the 3rd person.

 

“Foolish? How”

 

Rin smiled to herself. Now she had him. As all girls learned over time, a man's ego was his most prized possession. Puncture it in any way, and he is yours.

 

“You are going to trust your advisors to say the right things to this Lady? What about appearances, my Lord. No one ever sees you outside battle- how can alliances be formed? Perhaps this is an opening for peace between us and the Lands?”

 

Once again he stood in shock of her increased intelligence of what was going on around her. However taken aback he was, he was very proud.

 

A long silence passed, in which Rin eyed her Lord, and Sesshoumaru began making his final decision. Eventually, he looked up into her large brown eyes, heaved a sigh, and folded his hands in his lap.

 

`Damned curiosity'

 

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“How about this pattern, my Lady?”

 

A large table cloth with a dark rich color and golden embroidered flowers was held up in the light for Kagome to get a better look at it.

 

“It is fine, Taki- san. Please place it on the table and begin setting it. We only have a few more hours until our guests begin arriving.”

 

The youkai nodded, smiled, and turned to carry out his orders. Kagome watched him walk away, and began fiddling with her cuticles- a terrible nervous habit she was yet to break even in her grown age of 21.

 

`I hope he chooses to attend tonight. What if he doesn't? Will all this planning be wasted?'

 

But deep down Kagome knew it wasn't the party decorations she was worried about. It was the dream- yes the dream she had only 5 days ago.

 

At first, she was so happy to have finally found a way to destroy the jewel once and for all. As she thought of this, she began to fiddle with the completed piece of stone around her neck.

 

Yet, as time went on, she began to worry. She knew how to destroy it, yes. But going about it was another matter entirely. As the miko in her dream stated “….you must seek help from the one most equipped, though dangerous and mistrusting he may seem…”

 

At once Sesshoumaru's face came to her mind. And here Kagome was, planning a ball to slightly engage the Lord from whom she will be pleading for help from. Though she has always held her head high, never groveling and always firm in her position, she was at his mercy and their meeting hasn't even begun.

 

“My Lady…what about this portrait? Shall it be removed and placed into your room with the others for tonight's festivities?”

 

Slightly startled, she looked to see another rushing servant, taking down the portraits of the house- it was a very personal thing, to see portraits of loved ones, and the ball to be held that evening was not a place to parade them.

 

Kagome looked at the portrait in question, and began to think. The smiling faces of Miroku, Sango, Kikyou, Inuyasha, and their children smiled at her. This picture was painted in the new village they erected.

 

The dark hair Inuyasha now had, since becoming human, slightly ruined Kagome's image of him in her mind- she will always remember him as a half demon.

 

“Take it, and put it in my personal chambers for the evening.”

 

The servant nodded, and left. For the second time, Kagome watched the youkai leave, and got lost in thought once more.

 

However, her logic did shine through, and she began to prepare for the evening ahead of her.

 

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Kagome smiled politely at each guest as they entered, greeting so and so, making small talk, and aimlessly wandering the grand hall which was now packed with guests.

 

She wore a lovely red and black kimono, with a floral pattern sewn in. Her hair, which was normally down and strait, was pulled high into a curled crown, with some pieces left to curve her face. She was the belle of the ball, though she did not seem to notice, or to care.

 

All the while, as guests arrived, she scanned the crowd in hopes to see a towering figure in white. Sadly, an hour passed and she had yet to see a large fluffy tail admits the sea of people.

 

“…And as you can certainly see, the human villagers were wrong to suddenly accuse me of such an act. I was not the father of the child that wench had given birth to- he was not a hanyou. She simply wanted a free ride in her unmarried motherhood…”

 

Kagome nodded, and let her mind wander as the Prince of the Snake demons began another tale of his twisted love life. She smiled and nodded and was polite as she could be. She had to keep up appearances, and simply cutting of a guy for being a …poor conversationalist….was defiantly not an area she wished to explore.

 

But then arouse a question she could not smile or nod to “When are we eating, I am starved”

 

Kagome knew then she had waited to long for Lord Sesshoumaru, and felt highly embarrassed at her bad hosting skills- the guest were probably half starved.

 

“Yes, how silly of me. We shall begin now”

 

She turned and headed for her seat at the table, and others followed suit, grateful to begin the feast.

 

Kagome sighed as she looked out into the faces of the people, and not seeing the most valued guest of the evening. `I guess I was wrong to hope he would show up…what would my request have meant to him? We have no bonds, no-`

 

But her thoughts were cut short, as a smear of white appeared in the room just as all the guests found their way into a seat.

 

The clamor stopped as soon as all found the object their hostess was looking at. The main topic of conversation that evening was the absence of Sesshoumaru, who seemed to skip a ball held for him. But here he was, accompanied by a teenage human and a few advisors.

 

“Lord Sesshoumaru, how lovely it is to see you. Please, come take a seat”

 

The seat directly at her right was vacant, but another table was created separately for Sesshoumaru's party. The Lord watched as Rin's eyes lit up at the young men who were seated at her table, and began to feel protective of her once more.

 

But refusing to show any attachment to her, he turned and began the long, silent walk to the far head of the table. All eyes watched him, as his feet made soft patter sounds on the floor.

 

He hated having everyone stare at him. Now he remembered why he chose never to attend parties. `Curse Rin for making me come here…'

 

Before he knew it, he was in a seat and being served food. He had yet to look fully at Kagome, to pre occupied with his own thoughts and uncomfortable feelings of being in such a public area. Besides, she was deeply immersed in conversation with the youkai on her right…

 

`I cant believe it….he came. Though he was late, he is here. Great manners for such a high and mighty Lord…'

 

Once again, Kagome was forced to smile, nod, and listen to the useless chatter being directed to her. More then anything, she wished to begin speaking to the youkai Lord on her right…

 

`How should I bring this up to him? I cant talk to him openly here….oh stupid, stupid Kagome! Why didn't you plan this out earlier?!'

 

 

 

 

Meanwhile Sesshoumaru was watching Rin chatter happily with many smiling demons and humans. Unknowingly, a small growl formed in his throat as he saw a boy lean over and grasp her hand.

 

` This Sesshoumaru is getting annoyed. I come to this ball, by force if anything, and have to deal with being ignored by the hostess. She should at least begin to engage me in conversation…what could she possibly want with me…? Damned curiosity…'

 

The dinner came and went. The plates were cleared off the table, as the room roared with separate conversations. However, only one thing was on Kagome's mind….

 

`I hope he knows what is expected of us…what if he doesn't know how? Oh god, its starting….'

 

Suddenly, a slow beat filled the room, and Kagome took the signal to stand and walk to the center of the ball room floor. Her sparkling kimono got the guests attention, as they sat and waited.

 

Kagome stood in the middle of the room, with her eyes on Sesshoumaru, who seemed completely at ease and still in his chair. Moments passed, and Sesshoumaru began to wonder why the people were glancing his way, murmuring nonsense. `Why is she staring at me as well?'

 

Kagome realized the problem. “Lord Sesshoumaru, will you honor the tradition of opening the first dance of the evening with me?”

 

Sesshoumaru was dumb struck. How could he forget! It was customary for the host and the main guest of the evening to share the opening waltz. Now everything seemed to make sense.

 

However, he was not about to go dance, with a human none the less, in front of all these people.

 

Moments of silence passed, ad Kagome began to play with and tare her cuticles. `Why is he not moving? OH god, what if he doesn't want to…or he chooses to leave because of this position he was put in? If he's anything like Inuyasha, he will leave out of spite….'

 

A loud scratching sound echoed through the room, as the Lord of the West made his way out of his chair and towards the center of the room.

 

 

`Appearances can make or break a Lord' is what Sesshoumaru's father often told him. Whenever, as a child, he was forced to attend parties or gatherings he learned this lesson well. To make one listen and respect you, you must uphold their view of a perfect man- this confuses them, and people from the dawn of time fear what they do not know.

 

So his participation in this dance, in this ball even, were all a part of him fooling everyone- and he found slight joy in it. He made his way around the table, and looked up into the face of his hostess.

 

 

And that's when he saw Kagome, for the first time.

 

She was standing there in a graceful, yet nerve wracked manner which Sesshoumaru found very intriguing, for lack of a better word. Her eyes, so dark yet so bright, bore into his as they locked. Her figure was beautiful- slender yet curved in all the right places.

 

Her stance was different to the women he was often around. She stood with an air of superiority- she did not slouch or try to be little herself as most women did around men. She, if anything tried to make herself noticed…

 

For the first time, he found someone simply breath taking. However, despite her beauty she was a human- Inuyasha's former wench to add to it- and many women were beautiful .She was no different.

 

Before she knew it, an arm snaked around her waist, and Kagome found herself turning slightly red. The music began again, and their dance started.

 

Kagome didn't want to say anything, but she was slightly surprised that Sesshoumaru was a terrible dancer. She always thought of him as graceful, flawless, and here he was, dancing like he was born with two left feet.

 

It was a very stiff position- it seemed as though Sesshoumaru was trying to place as much space between them as possible, and Kagome had no objections. The crowd looked on, as the pair glided across the floor, in time with the music.

 

The thought made her giggle, and suddenly attract the attention of Sesshoumaru, whose eyes did not stare at her while they danced. He lifted an eyebrow to show his confusion, but his silence showed his lack of interest in the girl's humor.

 

 

A heavy silence was held between them, neither wanting to begin. Yet somehow the silence was not a great issue, since Sesshoumaru was lost in though, and so was Kagome. There was, however, a slight difference…

 

Kagome was a mess. She still had not found a way to ask what she needed from him, but in a way that he would understand. Her eyes looked around the room. `Oh ya, great idea Kagome. Just look around, something will pop up' The music began to slow down… `It's not as though her answers would b written on the wall-`

 

Her thoughts stopped as she spotted exactly what she needed. `How ironic…'

 

The music stopped, and they quickly let go of one another. The crowd of people stood and rushed to the dance floor, beginning a dance to another song.

 

“Lord Sesshoumaru, thank you for coming this evening. Please follow me, and I will make sure you do not feel as though you have wasted your time tonight.'

 

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Fox- I feel I rushed it a little, many apologies but im tired and releeee want to get this out tonight. I might think of revising it, but for now it think it is ok.

 

Innyubabe4e- I wish the dance between them meant more…

 

Fox- I couldn't have them all of a sudden look at eachother, start wondering things, etc. They only danced because it was a tradition and appearances are important…sorry for those who wanted fluff with that…

 

Innyubabe4e- who cares about the dance! Its now in the past- I want to see what she has come up with!

 

Fox- sry, my friend, you will have to wait like everyone else =].******Oh, side note- I know I am basing the story of “The Notebook” but try to understand something- I am not following the story line completely- I am using its ideas and main plot, but adding the Inuyasha storyline to it, so the characters roles and situations will not be the same as the ones in the story, At times, you will recognize scenes which are relevant to the movie/book, and that's as far as it will go. This is not a follow along with the orginal plot but with different people story- it is a Inuyasha fiction, based on a real story- sry for those who thought otherwise.*****

 

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