InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Devil May Care ❯ Odd Discovery ( Chapter 12 )

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

Odd Discovery


         Despite protests from the many servants at Dalkeith, Sesshomaru got out of his bed and insisted on seeing Monty.
         His breath was labored as he weakly made his way down the hall and to the stairs to the peacock room, where Monty rested.
         "Stop where you are."
         "Get out of my way, Inuyasha. I have to see her. I have to make sure she is alright."
         "You are in no condition to do anything, and neither is she. You won't be spreading her legs while she is still recuperating."
         "I have no intention of making love to her. I haven't the strength. I just wanted to make sure she will recover."
         "The cut did not hit anything vital, but she will need several stitches. Shock and the loss of blood is what made her pass out. The doctor is in there sewing her up now. Go back to bed, in your own room. The doctor wants to see you as soon as he is through sewing her up."
         "I do not need some Scottish quack looking at me."
         "MacKay is no quack. He is one of the best doctors in the area."
         Sesshomaru slumped on the stairs. Inuyasha caught him before Sesshomaru fell down the stairwell.
         "Come on. I will help you back to your room."
         "Where is Nintashiro?"
         "He is in the kitchen with Kagome getting something to eat. I was on my way there myself before you got in my way."
         Inuyasha drug Sesshomaru to his room and helped him to his bed."
         "You really do still hate me?"
         "Yes."
         "I sent you and your mother away for your own safety. "
         "That does not excuse everything else you have done."
         "Leave me. I am exhausted."
         Sesshomaru's eyes closed and his breathing slowed to an even rhythm.
         Inuyasha tucked the blankets under Sesshomaru's chin and checked his forehead for fever.
         Inuyasha sighed as he turned to leave the room. He turned and looked at his brother peacefully sleeping.
         It was difficult for Inuyasha to feel anything but pity for his brother as he looked at his weak, emaciated body.
         Inuyasha closed the door carefully as he slowly left the room.


         Fox Douglas, the aged groundskeeper, went about the rose trees pruning the tangling the bushes and inhaling the sweet scent of the late summer blossoms.
         He pulled his fingers through his white hair and grunted. His thinning hair had once been lustrous black. His gnarled hands had worked the gardens at Dalkeith for as long as he could remember, just as his father had.
         He smoothed out his kilt, hoping he did not look nearly as old as he felt.
         A slight breeze blew the warm, salty sea air across the courtyard, giving the castle it's unique sweet scent.
         Fox knew the Baroness and her guests would want to have their tea and scones out in the courtyard near the huge fountain with the dolphin perched on top.
         The gruff old man had ordered the servants to polish the marble on the fountain and the statuary around the courtyard until they looked new.
         Fox himself brought out the folding wooden tables and made them ready for the fare to be place upon them as soon as The Baroness and her guests freshened up and were ready.
         He knew from the commotion that the guests had arrived nearly an hour ago while he was carefully pruning the branches of the rose trees in the maze. He knew they would come outside any time.
         He allowed his mind to wander to back when the Baroness was a little girl. Fox always loved little Adeline's smile and quick wit. He hated the way that his friend, Barron Alexander let the child run amok and act like a boy. Yet, Fox knew it was those same skills that allowed the poor girl to survive all of the trials she came across later in her life.
         Fox thought of Adeline as one of his own children, much as he did all of the children who grew up around the castle.
         A crash in the bushes brought him out of his musings.
         "Ha, one of those little devils is running amok through my garden." He said to himself as he set down his rake and poised his cane.
         Tripping mischievous children who ran willy-nilly through his gardens was one of Fox's favorite games. He always chuckled as the rushing child fell over his cane and to the ground.
         The child was often angry at first, but all the children knew Grandpa Fox's antics. Anger always faded to laughter for both old man and child.
         Fox carefully poised his cane as the sound of the child's feet came closer.
         Quick as could be, he raised his cane so the white-haired child tripped over and nearly fell on his face.
         "Oh My!" Fox gasped as he saw the fine clothing on the child. He did not realize that this child was one of the many Douglas children that ran about the castle.
         "I am sorry young master! I thought ye was one of the other ones that run about! I dinna know that Addie had a child for a guest."
         Ninta stood and brushed himself off. He took a deep breath and steadied himself as the old man helped dust him off.
         "It is alright, old man, I am only a valet. I am a servant, just like you."
         Fox took a deep breath. "Oh good. I wouldna want to be whipped for tripping a noble."
         "I am sorry for running. It is just that I remember this place from my dreams. I wanted to make sure I was awake. The fountain! It is here! This is where I am from!" Nintashiro ran to the edge of the large fountain turned and whirled in a circle as he shouted for joy. "I am home! It is a miracle! I am really home!"
         Fox stood in silence a moment as he looked at the child. "Child come here and look at me."
         Nintashiro smiled and skipped over to the tall old man.
         Fox raised Ninta's chin and looked at his eyes. He gasped and immediately pulled the child into his arms. "God be praised! I thought ye had been lost! Oh thank God in heaven!"
         "What is the matter old man? Do I know you?"
         "Yea, you do. Do ye not remember yer Grandpa Fox?"
         "No, I don't. I only remembered the fountain and the roses."
         Fox let Ninta loose and sat down on one of the folding chairs. "Well, I do suppose you were little when we thought ye were gone for good. I never forget a face, though. Although I didna think that Addie would ever be takin herself a valet. And what did Addie do to yer hair?"
         "The Baroness did nothing to my hair. The nuns in the orphanage kept my hair short to fend off lice. My former master had me keep it short. I am Lord Sesshomaru's valet now."
         "What!" Fox stood quickly, nearly falling over before he could grab the cane to steady himself. "You canna be his valet. It isna proper!"
         "Why not?"
         "You can not be a valet to a man, especially that black-hearted devil."
         "I can too. He thinks I will make a good valet. He is even going to let Jaken train me when we get to London."
         "He will until he sees you naked, Nintai Chocho. I take it he hasna."
         "My name is Nintashiro."
         "Your name is Nintai Chocho. I have known ye since ye was a barin suckling at my daughter's teat, God rest her soul. She used to sit with you by that very fountain, lass."
         Ninta sat on the edge of the fountain and mused for a moment. "You know my secret."
         "Of course. You will have to tell Addie about it right away, and Lord Sesshomaru."
         "Can't you just keep the secret for a little while more? I mean, the Baroness is hurt really bad. I wouldn't want to distress her any more."
         "Nay! It is no good for a lass to be pretendin' that she is a lad. My Addie dresses in man clothes, but everyone knows she isn'a man. Best that you tell the truth, and let them decide whether ye can dress like that ."
         "But the doctor is looking in on both of them right now. The only ones not hurt bad, besides me, were Lord Inuyasha and Lady Kagome."
         "What is this about my Addie bein hurt?"
         "Bandits on the road. She got cut up prety bad by a fellow with a snake sword."
         "Sakes alive lass! Why dinna ye say so! Help me get to the kitchen. My old bones are aching. You will have to tell Addie that you are a lass and not a lad as soon as she is better."
         "I suppose if I don't you will."
         "Aye. That I will. For your own good."


         Kagome and Inuyasha sat at the long wooden table in the kitchen eating the fresh scones made by the cook, Nattie.
         Nattie smiled at the two. "Have as much as ye like. I have plenty. The larder is full. You just don't mind me. I am making some porridge and broth for the Baroness for as soon as she wakes up. It is a good thing you got her here so quick. Loosin that much blood is not a good thing."
         "Thank you, Nattie."
         "I hope you are proud of yourself, Inuyasha."
         "Grandpa Fox? You are still here?"
         "Well I ain't dead, if that is what you mean. Get this child some food. I could hear her stomach rumbling all the way back here. How dare you let this precious lass think she could be a valet for the Blackheart. Worse, you let him on this property. How could ye?"
         "Um, Hello."
         "Don't mind Grandpa Fox, Kagome. He has been here so long that he thinks that he owns the place."
         Ninta sat next to Kagome and quickly stuffed her face while the adults talked.
         "I am sorry, Milady. I am Lionel Foxworth Douglas. Everyone here calls me Fox or Grandpa Fox. Too many Douglass around here."
         "That is true, Fox." Nattie piped up. "Almost every servant here has the surname of Douglas, except for the few Hindis. Even some of them have that surname."
         "You too Nattie?"
         "Yea, Lady Kagome. I'm a Douglas too."
         "Are any of ye listinin to me? I am sayin it is not proper to have that lass be a valet to the Blackheart."
         "What are you talking about , Grandpa Fox? Nintashiro chose to be his valet."
         "Her name is Nintai Chocho, Not Nintashiro." Fox made a wrinkled smile, "I suppose she hid herself pretty good to fool you, Lord Inuyasha."
         Kagome gulped down the last of her tea and stood. "Finish up Ninta. You would not want to ruin your dinner. You come with me, upstairs. I could use your help with my bath."
         "I will be up in a little while Kagome."
         Kagome just nodded as she pulled Ninta along with her so the old man and Inuyasha could talk.
         "How did you know, Fox?"
         "Because I never forget a face." Fox slowly lowered himself to one of the chairs. He groaned as he pulled himself to the table and grabbed one of the hot scones. "Javid brought that babe here when she was a wee. My daughter and son in law raised her until the two caught the fever and died."
         "Then Monty was right about her being from here."
         "Over the years, four of Sesshomaru's by blows have been brought here so Addie dinna have to see them. Ninta was the first one brought. Brought her here just after Addie's beau died. Addie was scandalized and ruined. No gentleman would marry her after that."
         "So you knew about the baby?"
         "Baby? What baby are ye talkin about, Inuyasha?"
         "Oh, I suppose you didn't know. Since you will not let me live it down, I will tell you. Monty was pregnant when she returned from Italy. The baby was stillborn."
         Fox was silent for a moment. "Well, that explains why Alexander kept them by blows out of sight. My poor little Addie."
         "I think she suspects something about Ninta. She looks exactly like Sesshomaru."
         Fox slowly stood and wiped his hands on his kilt. "I had best be getting to the shed. I need to put my rake away. I don't want the metal to rust in the air."
         "I hope to see you again later, Grandpa Fox. I have always been grateful for the kindness you showed me and my mother."
         "Your mother was the sweetest lady. There was no way I was gonna let anything happen to her. And Addie's ma would haunt me if I dinna."
         "Can I help you, Grandpa Fox?"
         "Bah! Ye ain't a wee lad anymore Inuyasha. Ye don't have to call me Grandpa Fox anymore. Ye make me feel old."
         "But, Fox, you are old."
         "Bah!" Fox said as he straigtened hiomself up as best he could and strode out the back door into the gardens.
         Both Inuyasha and Nattie were giggling as he left.
         It was the only happy thing that had happened all day.
         Inuyasha smiled at himself. Listening to Fox reminded him of the time he spent at Dalkeith as a boy.
         "Nattie. I think I picked up some of his gruffness."
         "All of the lads who spend much time with him do." Nattie laughed heartily.
        

&nb sp;        "I will not wear it!" Ninta screamed as she ran into the great hall of the castle.
         She was tearing off layers of a dress as Kagome ran after her.
         "You need to just this once. At least I am not making you wear a corset."
         "I will not wear a dress and that is final!"
         "What is all of the screaming about?" Monty slowly made her way down the stairs. Her hand was across her side and she looked pale.
         "Monty! You should be in bed!"
         "Thank you, no, Kagome. This is my house and I choose to have dinner at the table with everyone else."
         "To hell you will, Adeline!" Sesshomaru shouted as he rose from his chair by the fire.
         "You are not my Lord, husband or mother Sesshomaru. Sit down and finish your drink while I find my own chair by the fire to wait for dinner."
         Sesshomaru pulled his arms to his sides and clenched his fists as he tried to keep a passive look on his face.
         Kagome walked over to Monty and helped her to a comfortable chair by the fire.
         "Thank you, Cam."
         "Inuyasha will have a fit if he hears you calling me that, Monty."
         "Let him, Kagome. A girl needs to have a little bit of fun. Speaking of girls, I see you found out about Ninta."
         "Yes. Grandpa Fox told us. How did you know?"
         Monty chuckled, grabbed her side and groaned in pain.
         "Baroness!"
         "It is nothing Ninta. Besides it is fair that you hear this since it was you we were talking about. I wondered when you would tell me that you were a girl."
         Ninta gasped.
         Monty held her side as she tried to chuckle again. "Yes, I knew as soon as you got your sea legs. Girls walk differently than boys do when on a boat at sea. It has to do with the way our bodies balance. And, that little pickpocket, Georgette stole something of yours. I do not think a boy would carry about a pouch full of ribbons and gemmed barrettes." Monty pulled the worn leather pouch out of her coat pocket.
         Clearly stitched on the side of the pouch was Ninta's name.
         Ninta squealed. "I wondered where that had gotten to! It is the only thing of my mother's I have left."
         Ninta carefully emptied the contents of the pouch onto the small table next to Monty's chair.
         Ninta slowly counted every ribbon and jeweled hairpiece, making sure all of them were there. She turned the pouch inside out and opened a hidden pocket in the pouch.
         Monty's eyes grew wide and she tried to stifle her surprise at the treasure that was hidden in the pocket. "Ninta! Where in the heavens did you get that?"
         Ninta blinked a couple of times as she handed the circular silver pin to Monty.
         On the pin was a hawk and a rampant lion cast in gold. Rubies were set into the eyes of the beasts. A phrase in Latin surrounded the two figures.
         "Do you read Latin, Ninta?"
         "Yes, the phrase means by right and by might ."
         "Yes. It is the motto for the Douglas Clan. How did you get your hands on the Laird's kilt pin Ninta?"
         "Laird's kilt pin?"
         "This pin, in the old Scottish system, symbolizes that the bearer is a member of the nobility of the family. My pin looks exactly like this one. Mine was unique, an heirloom, given to the Earl of Douglas over a hundred years ago. So why do you have my pin?"
         "It can't be your pin! I have had this pin since as long as I can remember!"
         Monty furrowed her brow as she handed the pin back to Ninta.
         Kagome looked at Monty with her hand over her mouth.
         Sesshomaru shook as he took a large gulp of his drink. "I think I will retire early."
         "I thought I was the injured one."
         "My love, it took nearly all of my strength to heal you. I can not deal with my thoughts in mixed company. Please send my brother to see me once you see him."
         Kagome gave Sesshomaru a strange look, but nodded.
         "Kagome, I fear my injury has turned my sterling penmanship into a scrawl. Could you help me write a letter to Dhamendra at Barstow Manor? Ninta, you go and have one of the servants help you straighten out your dress. You only have to wear it for a few days until we find something else suitable."
         "Yes Baroness." Ninta made her way sullenly upstairs.
         "What do you want me to say in your letter?" Kagome asked.
         "I want him to go into my chambers and look into the top drawer of my jewelry armoire. There should be a small cinnabar box. In it should be the clan pin belonging to the Earl of Douglas."
         "You do not think that Ninta stole your pin?"
         "No, I have not had that pin out of my jewelry box in many years. Ninta has never been to Barstow Manor, so she could not have taken it."
         "Then why have Dhamendra check?"
         "Because I suspect someone gave that pin to Ninta for a reason, and I plan to find out who, and why."


         Dhamendra looked at the note from his half-sister and nearly choked on his tea.
         "Is there something wrong?"
         "No, Javid. Nothing I can not handle."
         "I will leave you then."
         Dhamendra gulped down the rest of his tea and went down to laboratory. The only cure for the stress he felt was to get back to work on one of his various projects.
         "She must have found it in her jewelry drawer at Dalkeith. That is the only way she could know it was missing." He mumbled to himself as he poured together the ingredients to make his wife's poultice.
         Dhamendra felt he needed no more stress in his life.
         His wife, Loraine, had given birth to a healthy baby boy, but her attitude toward her husband had not improved.
         Loraine had shunned her husband's presence. The only time she called for him was when she wanted something to aid in her various aches and pains. This time, she had sore breasts from the constant suckling of her lusty new son.
         "I do not know why I can't have a wet nurse. You have wealth."
         "Now dear, you know I would be one step from poverty if it were not for Monty's generosity."
         Dhamendra listened to the insistence of a wet nurse so much he wished he could divorce the chit. If he had not loved his wife so entirely, he might have considered it.
         Now, there was the discovery of the missing pin to deal with. He had no idea what he was going to tell Monty.
         "All bad deeds go rewarded." he fussed at himself as he went through the winding catacombs and up to his wife's apartments.
         "Have you my medicine!" Loraine shouted over their son, Malcolm's wailing.
         "Yes, sweetheart. I have it hare for you my love."
         "Stop with the flattery, you bloody nigger. I know you have no feeling for me."
         He was used to such taunts and rarely took them to heart, except when they came from his beloved Loraine. "That is far from the truth." Dhamendra took the small baby from his cradle, cradled him against his shoulder and gave him several loving pats. "You are very dear to me. You always have been since I spied you your first season in London."
         "Liar. You just wanted a white girl to give you a child, so that you would be accepted by society."
         Malcolm gave a loud belch and snuggled to sleep against his father's shoulder. Dhamendra laid the baby back in his cradle and smiled at his beautiful son.
         He turned and smiled at Loraine. "My love, you did give me a beautiful son, but you wound me when you say that is the only reason I married you. Look what you do to me, just by looking at your beautiful face, even when it is so angry."
         Loraine's eyes fell on the obvious bulge in Dhamendra's pants and she blushed slightly and covered her mouth.
         "Please, my petal, let me love you. Monty has summoned me to Dalkeith. I have to leave tomorrow. Please let me love you once more before I have to go."
         Loraine looked at the sad look in Dhamendra's haunting green eyes and gulped. "You say that like you may never return."
         Dhamendra sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms. "I am not so sure I will."
         "Oh, my love. I have tormented you so, and yet you still want me? I am such a horrible wife, how can you put up with me?"
         "I love you, and I have since I saw your beautiful face. I was afraid I had lost you when I failed to gather the nerve to ask you your first season."
         "I thought you married me because I was so old. I thought you married me out of pity."
         "Twenty one is not old, my petal. I remember that cream and yellow dress you wore at Baron Trelawney's coming out ball for his daughter, Alinor. The little bluebirds sewn around the hem and neckline of your dress were simply lovely. I was so embarrassed when I was invited. I had only recently been knighted, and I was still not well accepted because of my mixed heritage."
         Dhamendra carefully untied the ribbons of her nightgown and began kissing her neck.
         "Trelawney's? But that can not be. I was only seventeen."
         "And my heart was lost." he slid his hand down to cup her breasts as he pulled her into a passionate kiss.
         Loraine broke the kiss and stared at Dhamendra. "You were my shadow. The one who followed me wherever I went that evening."
         "Yes. I was the one who pulled Dudley Knox off of you when he got too fresh. Yet, I was afraid to let you know." He slowly took off his jacket and vest.
         Before he could untie his cravat, Loraine took her dainty fingers and untied the knot for him. "I searched for my rescuer the rest of that night, but never found him. Was it you who was my secret guardian angel after that?"
         "Yes. I was the one who stopped the runaway horse at Vauxhall gardens when you were eighteen. I was the one who left the bluebird at your door after you begged your uncle for one at the bird vender along the market street."
         His member ached with need for his wife. It grew harder as she regarded him with her lustful blue eyes.
         "Dhamendra? Why have you never told me this?"
         "I am telling you now, because I may not have another chance."
         He finished disrobing and took her face in his hands.
         "Why?"
         "I was an accomplice to a grievous crime. And now, I have to confess my sin. I do not know what will happen."
         "Oh Dhamendra!"
         She pulled off her chemise and moved so Dhamendra could join her in bed.
         He kissed her breasts as his hand wend down to tease her nub. "Let me give you so much pleasure that you will never forget me."
         He rolled over on top of her and kissed her as he continued to finger her slick folds.
         Loraine squealed in delight and begged him to enter her, but Dhamendra was far from finished teasing.
         He lowered himself under the blankets and placed his lips between her aching legs.
         Loraine screamed his name over and over as he licked her bud and placed his fingers into her hot sheath. Once she reached her climax, he blew on her clit and allowed her only a moment before tasting her again, causing her to climax again.
         "Dhamendra! I do not know if I can stand any more!" Loraine squealed.
         "Shh, love. We do not want to wake the baby."
         "God! I forgot Malcolm was still in here!"
         "If you bite your lip, you will not wake him. He is a baby, he does not care as long as his parents are happy." Dhamendra chuckled.
         "Oh you are a beast!" Loraine said with a hearty laugh as she pulled him up so he could kiss her lips.
         Dhamendra pulled her legs around his waist as he sat up on the bed. He positioned her so they were both sitting up as he entered her.
         Loraine gasped. "Is this proper?"
         "What? Do you not like the way I feel inside of you?"
         "Oh yes. But this is not normal, is it?"
         "Very normal. Now move with me. It is easier to see the pleasure in your eyes in this position."
         Loraine put her hands around his neck in order to keep her balance on his lap.
         "Cross your legs behind my waist. It is easier to keep your balance."
         As Loraine did so, she gasped feeling Dhamendra slide deeper into her.
         "Now rock back and forth with me." He said as he leaned down and lightly nipped her shoulder and neck.
         Dhamendra felt light headed, but was determined to let her enjoy herself as much as he could let her.
         She climaxed twice in a row before Dhamendra felt he could no longer hold back.
         He roared out Loraine's name as he spilled his seed deep into her core.
         Loraine was dizzy from her multiple orgasms and passed out in Dhamendra's arms.
         He rolled to the side and passed out immediately.
         The only sound in the room for hours was the contented coo of a small baby.



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