InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Brother's Keeper ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )
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By: InuYashaReader 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Action / Angst | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 05.23.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 241 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Action / Angst | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 05.23.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 241 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter Thirteen
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The next few days went about the same way. InuYasha woke up every morning to go “babysit” Sesshomaru in his room. Each day he pretty much had to doge thrown objects aimed at his direction and when Sesshomaru got tired and fell asleep, InuYasha was forced to pick up the mess in the room.
One of the lady inu youkai came in to help him one day, but when she saw that he had already finished, she gave him a quick peck on the lips, much to InuYasha’s surprise, and left the room. InuYasha had never felt more embarrassed in his life.
Sesshomaru rarely spoke to him; he made many rude gestures though. Sticking out his tongue was Sesshomaru’s favorite thing to do to InuYasha. InuYasha finally got so annoyed and threatened to rip the thing out his mouth if he did it again. Of course Sesshomaru didn’t believe his threat because InuYasha couldn’t do it, even if he wanted too.
The only time Sesshomaru left the room and InuYasha had time alone was when it was time to eat. InuYasha refused to join in on the feast, knowing what was being served. Aisuru came and checked on his wounds every once in a while. She kept his wound wrapped with a fresh new bandage every couple of hours keeping the wound free from any infection.
InuYasha now had recovered completely from the horrible fever, and fleas that he had experience in the woods. Except for that one wound on his side, InuYasha was back to normal. If being in this body was considered “normal”.
InuYasha spent most of his time thinking of ways on how he would be able to get back through the well. But he didn’t know how he even got here, and the well wasn’t working since it was filled with water. InuYasha felt stuck, and for the longest time since going on the quest of hunting the Shikon no Tama and Naraku, he was alone.
Neither Sesshomaru nor his father knew who he really was, or anyone in the castle. No one suspected that he was a hanyou son of the daimyo-sama…that hadn’t been born yet to be precise. InuYasha was starting to think of sinister thoughts of how he had been conceived in the first place.
His father came off as a cold individual almost like the Sesshomaru InuYasha really knew. Though there were slight differences, InuYasha really was starting to think Myoga had been lying to him all this time about his father. This daiyoukai wasn’t somebody that InuYasha would look up too, nor was he someone that InuYasha thought would fall in love with his human mother.
A small thought of his father raping his mother and giving him Tessaiga as an apologetic gift crossed his mind briefly, but InuYasha squashed it. No matter what his father was in InuYasha’s eyes, that was the most absurd thought he could have thought of.
After long, Sesshomaru had enough of bugging InuYasha and just began to ignore him like he wasn’t even there anymore. InuYasha watched Sesshomaru play with his toys, but most of time they were “imitations” of killings or battles. When one of his toys “died” Sesshomaru had this evil grin on his face and bit into the toy for good measure making sure the dead was completely dead.
InuYasha watched in silence, his annoying attitude had been muffled and all he could do was to stay silent. He rarely spoke with anyone anymore. Aisuru tried to speak to him a few times, but he gave her a sharp look of “I don’t want to talk to you.” She got the hint; however that didn’t stop her from continuing to try. She tried to pry out of him who his parents were, how he become a rouge in the woods, and other things about who he was. InuYasha never gave her any answers to any of her pestering questions.
During the times when Sesshomaru was out with his mother, or when he was eating, InuYasha had finally decided to explore the castle instead of just moping in Sesshomaru’s room. He was in there too much anyway. InuYasha found many interesting paintings hanging from the castle walls, but none that really made him give a second glance. The castle was a very elegant place, much of the wood had furnishings shined, and sometimes InuYasha wondered how many servants it took just to keep this place clean.
However his exploring had to end when he heard the feast had ended and raced back to Sesshomaru’s room before he was caught in the wrong place. Guards saw him every time he did his exploring, but they gave him one glance and let the sight of their weapons do the rest. InuYasha never spoke to them and learned later it was better not to even look at them.
When InuYasha did leave Sesshomaru’s room for the night, he headed to his room. The room he had been healed when he was brought back from the woods was only temporary. The room he had now was small and had no window. It got dark at night and InuYasha found sleeping to be near to impossible. He usually slept in the corner with his legs crossed and his hands at ready.
The only weapon InuYasha had was his claws. The only thing on him was his clothes. On some nights InuYasha was sure someone was going to come in and slit his throat when he wasn’t paying attention, but nothing of that sort came. However one night he did fall into a deep sleep and woke up due to needing to go the bathroom. However when he tried to leave his room, he found the door locked, causing him to go into cussing rage. InuYasha pounded on the door for about ten minutes and tried to break it down to no avail and ended up pissing in the other corner of the room. He had to smell it for the rest of the night.
InuYasha finally came down to that he was actually a prisoner here. They locked his door at night, his room had no window, he was not allowed to leave Sesshomaru’s room unless Sesshomaru wasn’t there, and he was shoved aside in the hallways if he got into an older inu youkai’s way.
InuYasha’s rage had been bottled up, and now the cork was getting ready to explode out. He decided to let his anger out in small ways, like refusing to take a bath every day in the small bath that was provided in his room. When Sesshomaru finally complained that InuYasha started to stink up his room (InuYasha had only not taking a bath for three days) he was hauled off to the springs and literally thrown in, clothes and all.
One day InuYasha refused to leave his room at all that morning and was literally dragged by the hair by Trisnover and two other guards and thrown into Sesshomaru’s room. Sesshomaru seemed to think that had been funny. He laughed at InuYasha’s clumsy landing, and InuYasha snapped.
InuYasha charged at Sesshomaru swinging his claws, only landing a small scratch on the inu youkai boy’s arm. The guards hadn’t left so when they heard the daimyo’-sama’s son squeal of terror, they rushed in and gave InuYasha the beating that he hadn’t had since he was a young pup running in the woods. He tried to put up a fight, managing to snag one of the guards mouth with one of his claws and ripping the skin down to his chin. However InuYasha was outnumbered three to one and quickly succumbed to the beating.
Unfortunately, the beating took a toll on InuYasha and he was forced back into nursing care. Trisnover had to watch Sesshomaru for the rest of the day. Aisuru and her father took care of InuYasha’s many cuts and bruises and made sure his wound on his side hadn’t been aggravated in the assault. It had been and they had to put pressure and some liquids for it to stop bleeding. Re-bandaged and with a huge headache, InuYasha was half pulled, half dragged back to his room by an unruly guard who didn’t even look him in the eye.
Aisuru had kept her distance behind them, but as the guard shoved InuYasha in his room, she quickly followed suit as the door was shut behind her.
InuYasha clumsy dragged himself onto the futon and closed his eyes. He was beyond pissed, he was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Clenching his jaw, all InuYasha could think about was slitting someone’s throat and not giving a shit as the chocked and bleed to death at his feet. His eyes still closed, he thought about Kagome and pictured her face. The sight of her face calmed his nerves and made his breathing become steadier.
InuYasha felt feminine hands come on his body readjusting the bandages around his waist. InuYasha opened one eye to see Aisuru calmly fixing the bandages that the guard had loosened when he dragged InuYasha back into his room. For a moment InuYasha didn’t feel any resentment towards her as she did her work. He was almost…glad she was there.
InuYasha opened his eyes again to see Aisuru began to pack her belongings up and start to stand up. InuYasha’s hand lashed out and grasped hers causing her to halt in her rising off the floor.
“Something wrong?” She asked him.
“Can you…stay a little longer?”
The question hung thick in the air, and InuYasha half wished she would say no and leave. He didn’t deserve her pity. It had been a last resort for his brain to make a friend in the situation he was in.
“If that’s what you want.” Aisuru answered him.
“Yeah…” InuYasha could hear a bit of sarcasm off the tip of his tongue as he let the one word slide. Aisuru slowly sat back down next to him and pulled the blanket over his shoulders.
InuYasha closed his eyes again and let out a deep sigh. Sleep started to fade in and as consciousness started to leak away from InuYasha, he swore he felt a hand on one of his dog ears and gave it a gentle rub.
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InuYasha awoke, alone and a bit uncoordinated. Rolling off the futon, InuYasha gave a big yawn and stretched his aching muscles.
“Ouch! Shit!” InuYasha grabbed his side and rubbed it. That stupid wound had pulled just a tad when he had stretched causing it to shoot a load full of pain up his spine. Rubbing his side and cursing, InuYasha stood and began to brush off. Sighing, InuYasha began his routine of undressing from the simple kimono for sleeping and quickly took his bath. His clothes and fresh kimono was already folded and in the corner waiting for him.
Once dressed, InuYasha put on the chest plate, which to him was always a hassle, but the purpose of it was to protect his wound on his side. It was that that had probably saved the wound from serious harm from his beating. Even though InuYasha had put the chest plate on many times before, he always had trouble. However, since he hadn’t been eating anything the chest plate had begun to easily slide onto to his stomach and chest.
InuYasha had been fighting hunger for the past week now and it was starting to become unbearable. Sesshomaru always heard his stomach growl and laughed about it since InuYasha was choosing to starve himself. In fact, InuYasha was choosing to starve himself, he refused to eat…human.
InuYasha felt stomach bile come up his throat just thinking about it. Shaking such thoughts away, InuYasha finished dressing. Tying his hair up had not been something InuYasha was found of because it bugged his ears since the hair was tight when bound. In some ways though it kept his hair from getting in the way, but it also left the back of neck open, and InuYasha felt a bit naked there since his mane was up.
The boots were the worse though. InuYasha just loathed wearing anything on his feet, but he couldn’t go around the castle barefoot. He had learned that lesson the hard way.
Finally finishing up dressing, InuYasha slowly sat back down on the futon and waited. After yesterday’s incident with Sesshomaru, InuYasha doubted he was going anywhere near the brat again anytime soon.
InuYasha could sense that the door was locked, so he waited. And eventually someone did come in…Trisnover.
InuYasha gave his best scowl and stood up. Trisnover didn’t say a word and walked back out indicating he wanted InuYasha to follow him. InuYasha did, trying his best not to look defensive. Two guards were at post next to his door and he gave them a glance as he went down the hallway.
“The daimyo-sama would like to speak to you.” Trisnover said. InuYasha bristled with fear; he didn’t want to talk to his father.
Doing his best to act clam InuYasha muttered in reply, “Sure.”
Turning a few more corners and going down long hallways, they came up to heavily guarded room. Trisnover nodded his head for InuYasha to enter and turned away going on to other business. InuYasha stared at the door feeling his gut drop to his feet. He was afraid, and this time he wouldn’t deny it.
Dusting off his musings as best he could, InuYasha opened the door and entered the room.
Touga sat there, seemly doing paperwork and not even noticing InuYasha as he entered the room. InuYasha frowned at the way his father since he didn’t look presentable. He sat there without his armor and his kimono loosely opened and bags were slightly under his eyes. He looked at the scrolls in front of him with anger and annoyance and let out a large sigh. He finally took a sniff and looked up at InuYasha. InuYasha felt his ears shoot back on the top of his head once he knew he was being looked at.
There was nothing said for a while, just a lot of staring. Finally the daimyo-sama got up and rolled his shoulder and turned his back. InuYasha frowned deepened, if he wanted to talk why wasn’t he talking?
“You attacked my son I hear.”
InuYasha flinched as such accusing words were sent his direction. I’m your son too, InuYasha thought to himself. InuYasha glared at his father and challenged him from where he stood; he wasn’t going to go without a fight.
“A brat like that deserves punishment sometimes.” InuYasha spat. He was kind of thinking of Shippo when he said it.
Expecting some sort of pain to come to him, InuYasha shut his eyes and waited. However when nothing happened, InuYasha opened his eyes to see the daimyo-sama giving him quiet the particular look.
“Interesting.” Touga muttered, but still audible by InuYasha. “And has punishment ever taught you a lesson?”
InuYasha bristled with rage. “Are you saying that I’m the same?!”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.” His father answered. Touga’s eyes narrowed and he stood up straighter to where he was at least a half a foot taller than InuYasha. InuYasha felt his hair rise on the back of his neck; he really didn’t want to pick a physical fight with his father again.
“No one gave me respect, so I give no one else any in return.” InuYasha scowled, trying to keep his voice strong.
“Is that the truth?” The daimyo-sama asked.
“Why would I lie?” InuYasha growled. His father turned away and ran a hand through his silver hair. InuYasha noticed his hair wasn’t tied in the ponytail it was usually in.
InuYasha now wished he could explain everything; he hated holding the entire truth back. Of course the statement he had said about respect wasn’t a lie. As a hanyou and an outcast, no human and youkai respected him, so he never respected anyone in return. Until Kikyo and the start of the Shikon no Tama hunt, he had never respected or trusted anyone.
“You respect no one?” The question came with a hint of a dip, meaning InuYasha knew his father had hinted that InuYasha wasn’t telling the whole truth. InuYasha did respect his friends, Kagome, Miroku, Sango…but who were they to his father? No one, their great grandparents weren’t even born yet.
“No one that has any meaning to you.” InuYasha snorted.
“I think that respect is what is missing from you.” InuYasha frowned; he didn’t know if that had been an insult or a guilt trip. “You show hate to everyone in this castle because YOU don’t trust them. What about you, you think that they trust YOU?” Touga stood up and closed his distance between him and InuYasha. InuYasha took a step back, he didn’t like where his father’s tone of voice was going.
“You are in my beta’s body, a good solider too, and you think we have to give you respect?” InuYasha flinched again as the word respect came spatting out in his direction. “I think you’re no better than my son.”
InuYasha bristled even further and opened his mouth to snap back, but the icy glare of his father caught his voice in his throat.
“Respect has to be earned, it’s not given, and you rouge have not yet earned your respect.”
InuYasha felt like those words were worse than a punch to the jawline, but he wasn’t going to let irrational emotions control him. Not now.
“Do you wish to know how you can earn it?” Touga asked.
“I already…”
“Don’t interrupt me.” The daimyo-sama’s icy voice cut InuYasha’s voice in half. “You will earn respect only when you teach my son how to be respectful.”
“What!?” InuYasha bellowed, “You’re his father, that’s your damn job!”
“Excuse me?” The daimyo-sama growled. InuYasha flinched. “I do not tolerate such tirade language in here, understand boy?”
InuYasha stayed silent, why did he have to put up with this shit? He looked up and muttered. “How am I going to get your son to listen to me?”
“Respect him.” Touga answered quite quickly. “If you don’t he will never live up to anyone.” Already did, InuYasha thought.
“What exactly do you want me to do?” InuYasha asked, trying his best to keep the anger out of his voice.
“Teach him what he needs to know.” His father answered as he sat back down at his desk and started to write back in his scrolls. “Teach him to be a noble Inu Youkai; he will be the daimyo-sama of the Western Lands when I pass on.” Touga said. “That is all, you’re dismissed.”
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The next few days went about the same way. InuYasha woke up every morning to go “babysit” Sesshomaru in his room. Each day he pretty much had to doge thrown objects aimed at his direction and when Sesshomaru got tired and fell asleep, InuYasha was forced to pick up the mess in the room.
One of the lady inu youkai came in to help him one day, but when she saw that he had already finished, she gave him a quick peck on the lips, much to InuYasha’s surprise, and left the room. InuYasha had never felt more embarrassed in his life.
Sesshomaru rarely spoke to him; he made many rude gestures though. Sticking out his tongue was Sesshomaru’s favorite thing to do to InuYasha. InuYasha finally got so annoyed and threatened to rip the thing out his mouth if he did it again. Of course Sesshomaru didn’t believe his threat because InuYasha couldn’t do it, even if he wanted too.
The only time Sesshomaru left the room and InuYasha had time alone was when it was time to eat. InuYasha refused to join in on the feast, knowing what was being served. Aisuru came and checked on his wounds every once in a while. She kept his wound wrapped with a fresh new bandage every couple of hours keeping the wound free from any infection.
InuYasha now had recovered completely from the horrible fever, and fleas that he had experience in the woods. Except for that one wound on his side, InuYasha was back to normal. If being in this body was considered “normal”.
InuYasha spent most of his time thinking of ways on how he would be able to get back through the well. But he didn’t know how he even got here, and the well wasn’t working since it was filled with water. InuYasha felt stuck, and for the longest time since going on the quest of hunting the Shikon no Tama and Naraku, he was alone.
Neither Sesshomaru nor his father knew who he really was, or anyone in the castle. No one suspected that he was a hanyou son of the daimyo-sama…that hadn’t been born yet to be precise. InuYasha was starting to think of sinister thoughts of how he had been conceived in the first place.
His father came off as a cold individual almost like the Sesshomaru InuYasha really knew. Though there were slight differences, InuYasha really was starting to think Myoga had been lying to him all this time about his father. This daiyoukai wasn’t somebody that InuYasha would look up too, nor was he someone that InuYasha thought would fall in love with his human mother.
A small thought of his father raping his mother and giving him Tessaiga as an apologetic gift crossed his mind briefly, but InuYasha squashed it. No matter what his father was in InuYasha’s eyes, that was the most absurd thought he could have thought of.
After long, Sesshomaru had enough of bugging InuYasha and just began to ignore him like he wasn’t even there anymore. InuYasha watched Sesshomaru play with his toys, but most of time they were “imitations” of killings or battles. When one of his toys “died” Sesshomaru had this evil grin on his face and bit into the toy for good measure making sure the dead was completely dead.
InuYasha watched in silence, his annoying attitude had been muffled and all he could do was to stay silent. He rarely spoke with anyone anymore. Aisuru tried to speak to him a few times, but he gave her a sharp look of “I don’t want to talk to you.” She got the hint; however that didn’t stop her from continuing to try. She tried to pry out of him who his parents were, how he become a rouge in the woods, and other things about who he was. InuYasha never gave her any answers to any of her pestering questions.
During the times when Sesshomaru was out with his mother, or when he was eating, InuYasha had finally decided to explore the castle instead of just moping in Sesshomaru’s room. He was in there too much anyway. InuYasha found many interesting paintings hanging from the castle walls, but none that really made him give a second glance. The castle was a very elegant place, much of the wood had furnishings shined, and sometimes InuYasha wondered how many servants it took just to keep this place clean.
However his exploring had to end when he heard the feast had ended and raced back to Sesshomaru’s room before he was caught in the wrong place. Guards saw him every time he did his exploring, but they gave him one glance and let the sight of their weapons do the rest. InuYasha never spoke to them and learned later it was better not to even look at them.
When InuYasha did leave Sesshomaru’s room for the night, he headed to his room. The room he had been healed when he was brought back from the woods was only temporary. The room he had now was small and had no window. It got dark at night and InuYasha found sleeping to be near to impossible. He usually slept in the corner with his legs crossed and his hands at ready.
The only weapon InuYasha had was his claws. The only thing on him was his clothes. On some nights InuYasha was sure someone was going to come in and slit his throat when he wasn’t paying attention, but nothing of that sort came. However one night he did fall into a deep sleep and woke up due to needing to go the bathroom. However when he tried to leave his room, he found the door locked, causing him to go into cussing rage. InuYasha pounded on the door for about ten minutes and tried to break it down to no avail and ended up pissing in the other corner of the room. He had to smell it for the rest of the night.
InuYasha finally came down to that he was actually a prisoner here. They locked his door at night, his room had no window, he was not allowed to leave Sesshomaru’s room unless Sesshomaru wasn’t there, and he was shoved aside in the hallways if he got into an older inu youkai’s way.
InuYasha’s rage had been bottled up, and now the cork was getting ready to explode out. He decided to let his anger out in small ways, like refusing to take a bath every day in the small bath that was provided in his room. When Sesshomaru finally complained that InuYasha started to stink up his room (InuYasha had only not taking a bath for three days) he was hauled off to the springs and literally thrown in, clothes and all.
One day InuYasha refused to leave his room at all that morning and was literally dragged by the hair by Trisnover and two other guards and thrown into Sesshomaru’s room. Sesshomaru seemed to think that had been funny. He laughed at InuYasha’s clumsy landing, and InuYasha snapped.
InuYasha charged at Sesshomaru swinging his claws, only landing a small scratch on the inu youkai boy’s arm. The guards hadn’t left so when they heard the daimyo’-sama’s son squeal of terror, they rushed in and gave InuYasha the beating that he hadn’t had since he was a young pup running in the woods. He tried to put up a fight, managing to snag one of the guards mouth with one of his claws and ripping the skin down to his chin. However InuYasha was outnumbered three to one and quickly succumbed to the beating.
Unfortunately, the beating took a toll on InuYasha and he was forced back into nursing care. Trisnover had to watch Sesshomaru for the rest of the day. Aisuru and her father took care of InuYasha’s many cuts and bruises and made sure his wound on his side hadn’t been aggravated in the assault. It had been and they had to put pressure and some liquids for it to stop bleeding. Re-bandaged and with a huge headache, InuYasha was half pulled, half dragged back to his room by an unruly guard who didn’t even look him in the eye.
Aisuru had kept her distance behind them, but as the guard shoved InuYasha in his room, she quickly followed suit as the door was shut behind her.
InuYasha clumsy dragged himself onto the futon and closed his eyes. He was beyond pissed, he was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Clenching his jaw, all InuYasha could think about was slitting someone’s throat and not giving a shit as the chocked and bleed to death at his feet. His eyes still closed, he thought about Kagome and pictured her face. The sight of her face calmed his nerves and made his breathing become steadier.
InuYasha felt feminine hands come on his body readjusting the bandages around his waist. InuYasha opened one eye to see Aisuru calmly fixing the bandages that the guard had loosened when he dragged InuYasha back into his room. For a moment InuYasha didn’t feel any resentment towards her as she did her work. He was almost…glad she was there.
InuYasha opened his eyes again to see Aisuru began to pack her belongings up and start to stand up. InuYasha’s hand lashed out and grasped hers causing her to halt in her rising off the floor.
“Something wrong?” She asked him.
“Can you…stay a little longer?”
The question hung thick in the air, and InuYasha half wished she would say no and leave. He didn’t deserve her pity. It had been a last resort for his brain to make a friend in the situation he was in.
“If that’s what you want.” Aisuru answered him.
“Yeah…” InuYasha could hear a bit of sarcasm off the tip of his tongue as he let the one word slide. Aisuru slowly sat back down next to him and pulled the blanket over his shoulders.
InuYasha closed his eyes again and let out a deep sigh. Sleep started to fade in and as consciousness started to leak away from InuYasha, he swore he felt a hand on one of his dog ears and gave it a gentle rub.
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InuYasha awoke, alone and a bit uncoordinated. Rolling off the futon, InuYasha gave a big yawn and stretched his aching muscles.
“Ouch! Shit!” InuYasha grabbed his side and rubbed it. That stupid wound had pulled just a tad when he had stretched causing it to shoot a load full of pain up his spine. Rubbing his side and cursing, InuYasha stood and began to brush off. Sighing, InuYasha began his routine of undressing from the simple kimono for sleeping and quickly took his bath. His clothes and fresh kimono was already folded and in the corner waiting for him.
Once dressed, InuYasha put on the chest plate, which to him was always a hassle, but the purpose of it was to protect his wound on his side. It was that that had probably saved the wound from serious harm from his beating. Even though InuYasha had put the chest plate on many times before, he always had trouble. However, since he hadn’t been eating anything the chest plate had begun to easily slide onto to his stomach and chest.
InuYasha had been fighting hunger for the past week now and it was starting to become unbearable. Sesshomaru always heard his stomach growl and laughed about it since InuYasha was choosing to starve himself. In fact, InuYasha was choosing to starve himself, he refused to eat…human.
InuYasha felt stomach bile come up his throat just thinking about it. Shaking such thoughts away, InuYasha finished dressing. Tying his hair up had not been something InuYasha was found of because it bugged his ears since the hair was tight when bound. In some ways though it kept his hair from getting in the way, but it also left the back of neck open, and InuYasha felt a bit naked there since his mane was up.
The boots were the worse though. InuYasha just loathed wearing anything on his feet, but he couldn’t go around the castle barefoot. He had learned that lesson the hard way.
Finally finishing up dressing, InuYasha slowly sat back down on the futon and waited. After yesterday’s incident with Sesshomaru, InuYasha doubted he was going anywhere near the brat again anytime soon.
InuYasha could sense that the door was locked, so he waited. And eventually someone did come in…Trisnover.
InuYasha gave his best scowl and stood up. Trisnover didn’t say a word and walked back out indicating he wanted InuYasha to follow him. InuYasha did, trying his best not to look defensive. Two guards were at post next to his door and he gave them a glance as he went down the hallway.
“The daimyo-sama would like to speak to you.” Trisnover said. InuYasha bristled with fear; he didn’t want to talk to his father.
Doing his best to act clam InuYasha muttered in reply, “Sure.”
Turning a few more corners and going down long hallways, they came up to heavily guarded room. Trisnover nodded his head for InuYasha to enter and turned away going on to other business. InuYasha stared at the door feeling his gut drop to his feet. He was afraid, and this time he wouldn’t deny it.
Dusting off his musings as best he could, InuYasha opened the door and entered the room.
Touga sat there, seemly doing paperwork and not even noticing InuYasha as he entered the room. InuYasha frowned at the way his father since he didn’t look presentable. He sat there without his armor and his kimono loosely opened and bags were slightly under his eyes. He looked at the scrolls in front of him with anger and annoyance and let out a large sigh. He finally took a sniff and looked up at InuYasha. InuYasha felt his ears shoot back on the top of his head once he knew he was being looked at.
There was nothing said for a while, just a lot of staring. Finally the daimyo-sama got up and rolled his shoulder and turned his back. InuYasha frowned deepened, if he wanted to talk why wasn’t he talking?
“You attacked my son I hear.”
InuYasha flinched as such accusing words were sent his direction. I’m your son too, InuYasha thought to himself. InuYasha glared at his father and challenged him from where he stood; he wasn’t going to go without a fight.
“A brat like that deserves punishment sometimes.” InuYasha spat. He was kind of thinking of Shippo when he said it.
Expecting some sort of pain to come to him, InuYasha shut his eyes and waited. However when nothing happened, InuYasha opened his eyes to see the daimyo-sama giving him quiet the particular look.
“Interesting.” Touga muttered, but still audible by InuYasha. “And has punishment ever taught you a lesson?”
InuYasha bristled with rage. “Are you saying that I’m the same?!”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.” His father answered. Touga’s eyes narrowed and he stood up straighter to where he was at least a half a foot taller than InuYasha. InuYasha felt his hair rise on the back of his neck; he really didn’t want to pick a physical fight with his father again.
“No one gave me respect, so I give no one else any in return.” InuYasha scowled, trying to keep his voice strong.
“Is that the truth?” The daimyo-sama asked.
“Why would I lie?” InuYasha growled. His father turned away and ran a hand through his silver hair. InuYasha noticed his hair wasn’t tied in the ponytail it was usually in.
InuYasha now wished he could explain everything; he hated holding the entire truth back. Of course the statement he had said about respect wasn’t a lie. As a hanyou and an outcast, no human and youkai respected him, so he never respected anyone in return. Until Kikyo and the start of the Shikon no Tama hunt, he had never respected or trusted anyone.
“You respect no one?” The question came with a hint of a dip, meaning InuYasha knew his father had hinted that InuYasha wasn’t telling the whole truth. InuYasha did respect his friends, Kagome, Miroku, Sango…but who were they to his father? No one, their great grandparents weren’t even born yet.
“No one that has any meaning to you.” InuYasha snorted.
“I think that respect is what is missing from you.” InuYasha frowned; he didn’t know if that had been an insult or a guilt trip. “You show hate to everyone in this castle because YOU don’t trust them. What about you, you think that they trust YOU?” Touga stood up and closed his distance between him and InuYasha. InuYasha took a step back, he didn’t like where his father’s tone of voice was going.
“You are in my beta’s body, a good solider too, and you think we have to give you respect?” InuYasha flinched again as the word respect came spatting out in his direction. “I think you’re no better than my son.”
InuYasha bristled even further and opened his mouth to snap back, but the icy glare of his father caught his voice in his throat.
“Respect has to be earned, it’s not given, and you rouge have not yet earned your respect.”
InuYasha felt like those words were worse than a punch to the jawline, but he wasn’t going to let irrational emotions control him. Not now.
“Do you wish to know how you can earn it?” Touga asked.
“I already…”
“Don’t interrupt me.” The daimyo-sama’s icy voice cut InuYasha’s voice in half. “You will earn respect only when you teach my son how to be respectful.”
“What!?” InuYasha bellowed, “You’re his father, that’s your damn job!”
“Excuse me?” The daimyo-sama growled. InuYasha flinched. “I do not tolerate such tirade language in here, understand boy?”
InuYasha stayed silent, why did he have to put up with this shit? He looked up and muttered. “How am I going to get your son to listen to me?”
“Respect him.” Touga answered quite quickly. “If you don’t he will never live up to anyone.” Already did, InuYasha thought.
“What exactly do you want me to do?” InuYasha asked, trying his best to keep the anger out of his voice.
“Teach him what he needs to know.” His father answered as he sat back down at his desk and started to write back in his scrolls. “Teach him to be a noble Inu Youkai; he will be the daimyo-sama of the Western Lands when I pass on.” Touga said. “That is all, you’re dismissed.”