InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Head Over Heels ❯ Prophets of Inhospitality ( Chapter 19 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: hedgehogmadhatter 
The end of our relationship was coming at me head on like a freight train. It killed me to admit it but I really liked the jerk. In the past three days Sesshomaru had grown on me and it was hard to imagine my empty life without him.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.18.2006 | Pages: 5 | Words: 5.5K | Visits: 523 | Status: Completed
The end of our relationship was coming at me head on like a freight train. It killed me to admit it but I really liked the jerk. In the past three days Sesshomaru had grown on me and it was hard to imagine my empty life without him.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.18.2006 | Pages: 5 | Words: 5.5K | Visits: 523 | Status: Completed
Chapter Nineteen
Prophets of Inhospitality
Sesshomaru:
I sat in my own kitchen reveling in the peace and quiet that can only be achieved with a hot cup of freshly brewed coffee and a copy of the morning paper. It was early and the paper was so new the ink stained my finger tips. The ten year Treasury yield was bringing down the Dow Jones industrials and Iran was being uncooperative. I shook my head, the old adage was right; there truly is nothing new under the sun. Things never seemed to change all that much.
The slap of small bare feet on ceramic tile announced the arrival of my monkey. Rin was dressed for day school in jeans and a pink Power Puff Girls t-shirt. I sat down the paper to inspect her further. “Rin, did Jane dress you?”
She flashed me a proud grin showing a gap from a missing baby tooth, “Nope, I did it all by myself.”
Of course she did. “I see. And since when is play wear suitable for school?”
She stuck out her lower lip, a tactic she'd spent the last two years honing to perfection “Sesshomaru-sama” she drew out my name and added five extra syllables to it. “All the other kids dress this way. I don't wanna wear a dress.”
Success and power are two things in this life that one does not fall into by accident. I refuse to let her inherent mortal silliness become her downfall. “Rin, we dress our place in this world; go change.”
Her brown eyes flashed, “But!”
I took a sip of my cooling neglected coffee, “Now.”
Jane came in behind Rin and stepped between us. “Lord, she is playing volley ball today.”
I sat down the china mug, “Oh. Well then…” Before I could finish my sentence Rin jumped up and wrapped her short arms around my neck.
“Thank you!” She placed a loud wet kiss on my cheek. Jane plucked her off of me and set her back down on the floor. They exchanged a fast look and that's when I knew I'd been set up.
I waited for the monkey to turn away before I dried my cheek with my napkin. Rin picked up a box of sugary Frost Flakes from the side board and generously filled her bowl.
I sat in my own kitchen reveling in the peace and quiet that can only be achieved with a hot cup of freshly brewed coffee and a copy of the morning paper. It was early and the paper was so new the ink stained my finger tips. The ten year Treasury yield was bringing down the Dow Jones industrials and Iran was being uncooperative. I shook my head, the old adage was right; there truly is nothing new under the sun. Things never seemed to change all that much.
The slap of small bare feet on ceramic tile announced the arrival of my monkey. Rin was dressed for day school in jeans and a pink Power Puff Girls t-shirt. I sat down the paper to inspect her further. “Rin, did Jane dress you?”
She flashed me a proud grin showing a gap from a missing baby tooth, “Nope, I did it all by myself.”
Of course she did. “I see. And since when is play wear suitable for school?”
She stuck out her lower lip, a tactic she'd spent the last two years honing to perfection “Sesshomaru-sama” she drew out my name and added five extra syllables to it. “All the other kids dress this way. I don't wanna wear a dress.”
Success and power are two things in this life that one does not fall into by accident. I refuse to let her inherent mortal silliness become her downfall. “Rin, we dress our place in this world; go change.”
Her brown eyes flashed, “But!”
I took a sip of my cooling neglected coffee, “Now.”
Jane came in behind Rin and stepped between us. “Lord, she is playing volley ball today.”
I sat down the china mug, “Oh. Well then…” Before I could finish my sentence Rin jumped up and wrapped her short arms around my neck.
“Thank you!” She placed a loud wet kiss on my cheek. Jane plucked her off of me and set her back down on the floor. They exchanged a fast look and that's when I knew I'd been set up.
I waited for the monkey to turn away before I dried my cheek with my napkin. Rin picked up a box of sugary Frost Flakes from the side board and generously filled her bowl.
Jane took the bowl from her and emptied half it's contents back into the box then pulled out a chair. The girl sat across from me messily spooning cereal into her mouth and dribbling milk on her pink tee shirt.
It was amazing how much my life had changed since I found Rin. The household standards had fallen to ridiculously new lows. The halls rang with her singing and she was a walking disaster area. To date her record time for destroying a clean room is three minutes. If I didn't get her into a boarding school soon I might as well change the name of our house to Sesame Street and get it over with.
As undisciplined and frivolous as she is, Rin's very sharp. Sadly her mind often fails to filter her words before they pass her lips. This morning was another stellar example. “Are you and Kagura getting married?”
Jane coughed and covered her mouth with her napkin as she looked away. Rin met my eyes and waited expectantly for my answer. We'd only known each other for two full weeks, how did she come up with this notion? “Rin eat your cereal.”
She dropped her spoon and it clanged against the empty china bowl. “But I'm finished.”
I picked up my paper and nodded, “Good.”
She tilted her head to see around my paper and I saw she was wearing matching pink barrettes in her hair. “When grownups spend the night together, they get married.”
My teeth clenched, this line of questioning was taking a nasty turn. “And where did you hear this?”
Her answer surprised me, “On TV.”
So there was some morality on TV after all and of course it would only cause me grief. I grappled for an answer and said simply, “That is a rude question and it's too soon to know.”
Rin lifted her glass of chocolate milk and thought on this, “I guess so. So... how is she?”
The paper shook in my hands as I studied her face trying to determine how much information it would take to shut her up. “How should I know?”
Rin shrugged, “Well she is in your room, right?”
Gert paused in the middle of the kitchen and I saw her laughing silently from the corner of my eye. Jane started coughing again. It was interesting that they found this amusing because whoever had been talking to the monkey would be fired.
I turned my gaze back to Rin, “Who said so?”
“No one.” Rin looked at the floor and I knew she was about to confess she'd down something wrong. “I heard her… crying.”
The witch had been crying? I stood and startled Rin who began blubbering, “I'm really sorry but I… I… didn't know I wasn't supposed to…”
I cut her off as I strode away, “It's fine.”
Rin instantly brightened, “Okay.” Her world was so black and white. Sometimes it's too easy to forget the sharp lines behind all the grey but Rin's never fooled, she always knows what's important. But we don't always get everything we want.
It was amazing how much my life had changed since I found Rin. The household standards had fallen to ridiculously new lows. The halls rang with her singing and she was a walking disaster area. To date her record time for destroying a clean room is three minutes. If I didn't get her into a boarding school soon I might as well change the name of our house to Sesame Street and get it over with.
As undisciplined and frivolous as she is, Rin's very sharp. Sadly her mind often fails to filter her words before they pass her lips. This morning was another stellar example. “Are you and Kagura getting married?”
Jane coughed and covered her mouth with her napkin as she looked away. Rin met my eyes and waited expectantly for my answer. We'd only known each other for two full weeks, how did she come up with this notion? “Rin eat your cereal.”
She dropped her spoon and it clanged against the empty china bowl. “But I'm finished.”
I picked up my paper and nodded, “Good.”
She tilted her head to see around my paper and I saw she was wearing matching pink barrettes in her hair. “When grownups spend the night together, they get married.”
My teeth clenched, this line of questioning was taking a nasty turn. “And where did you hear this?”
Her answer surprised me, “On TV.”
So there was some morality on TV after all and of course it would only cause me grief. I grappled for an answer and said simply, “That is a rude question and it's too soon to know.”
Rin lifted her glass of chocolate milk and thought on this, “I guess so. So... how is she?”
The paper shook in my hands as I studied her face trying to determine how much information it would take to shut her up. “How should I know?”
Rin shrugged, “Well she is in your room, right?”
Gert paused in the middle of the kitchen and I saw her laughing silently from the corner of my eye. Jane started coughing again. It was interesting that they found this amusing because whoever had been talking to the monkey would be fired.
I turned my gaze back to Rin, “Who said so?”
“No one.” Rin looked at the floor and I knew she was about to confess she'd down something wrong. “I heard her… crying.”
The witch had been crying? I stood and startled Rin who began blubbering, “I'm really sorry but I… I… didn't know I wasn't supposed to…”
I cut her off as I strode away, “It's fine.”
Rin instantly brightened, “Okay.” Her world was so black and white. Sometimes it's too easy to forget the sharp lines behind all the grey but Rin's never fooled, she always knows what's important. But we don't always get everything we want.
“When I see you this afternoon, you had better be dressed appropriately.” I tossed that last edict over my shoulder as I left.
Rin's face fell but she was resilient. “Yes Sesshomaru-sama.”
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Kagura:
Rin's face fell but she was resilient. “Yes Sesshomaru-sama.”
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Kagura:
I was face down on the bed with one of Sesshomaru's gigantic pillows over my head in a desperate attempt to block out any and all light. Earlier I'd forced myself to stumble to the windows and pull the drapes closed. While I was happy for Sesshomaru's forced hospitality I wanted to be home in my own bed.
I pulled the pillow against my face and took a deep breath. Where I should have smelled the delicate scent of fabric softener there was only the lingering sulfur stench. It not even eight a.m. and I was already wondering if this day would ever end.
I heard the door open slowly and I suppressed a groan. Company, oh joy.
The maid would have to find me here. I listened closely and when I heard no footsteps I knew it had to be Sesshomaru, the man was half cat and a master at moving silently. Had my head not been pounding I would've been stoked at the notion at gifting him with a cat bell. Somehow I knew without asking Inu-yokai (dog demons) were probably less than fond of cats.
I felt the mattress dip under his weight and his hand brushed the small of my back. “So you live?”
I sighted and pretended the room wasn't still spinning, “Yeah so it would seem.”
His hand began stroking my skin in slow smooth circles. “I'll have coffee brought up.”
Guess he can't stand to see someone sleep in. I gritted my teeth and asked the burning question. “Does everyone know I'm here?”
I heard the indifference in his voice. “It's my house so it doesn't matter.” His fingertips pressed into my back in a slow massage. Any other time it would have been heaven but I was beyond the point of touch.
I rolled over to my side out of the reach of his hands, “It matters to me but whatever… I won't be going anywhere for a bit.” It burned me to admit my weakness but there was no way around it.
Sesshomaru considered my words and countered with, “I'm calling the doctor.”
God no, why did he have to care this much? I forced myself to sit up and protest his suggestion. “No don't, it's a waste of time.”
I heard his sharp intake of breath, “If Rin catches this…”
The warning hung in the air over my head but I was fast to shoot it down. “It's not contagious, she'll be fine.” That wasn't a complete lie, as long as she stayed away from me, her life could be long and perfect.
Sesshomaru didn't exactly accept my refusal instead he decided to sidestep it. “How long have you had migraines?”
I leaned back against the black headboard and snapped, “Always.”
He narrowed his golden eyes and asked slowly, “Is there something you should tell me?”
I closed my eyes. “No, it is what it is. No reason to make a big deal of it.” I leaned forward and pressed my face against the pillow in my lap.
A cool hand with tapered fingers rested on my shoulder. “Have you seen a specialist? Migraines can be a sign of something bigger.”
I mumbled into my pillow, “Yeah I've run the whole gamut, M.R.I.s, E.M.G.s... I've had wires run up my nose through my sinuses to my brain. When I was a kid mom took me to a sleep lab. I've been a regular lab rat and no one's ever found anything.”
His hand began stroking my skin in slow smooth circles. “I'll have coffee brought up.”
Guess he can't stand to see someone sleep in. I gritted my teeth and asked the burning question. “Does everyone know I'm here?”
I heard the indifference in his voice. “It's my house so it doesn't matter.” His fingertips pressed into my back in a slow massage. Any other time it would have been heaven but I was beyond the point of touch.
I rolled over to my side out of the reach of his hands, “It matters to me but whatever… I won't be going anywhere for a bit.” It burned me to admit my weakness but there was no way around it.
Sesshomaru considered my words and countered with, “I'm calling the doctor.”
God no, why did he have to care this much? I forced myself to sit up and protest his suggestion. “No don't, it's a waste of time.”
I heard his sharp intake of breath, “If Rin catches this…”
The warning hung in the air over my head but I was fast to shoot it down. “It's not contagious, she'll be fine.” That wasn't a complete lie, as long as she stayed away from me, her life could be long and perfect.
Sesshomaru didn't exactly accept my refusal instead he decided to sidestep it. “How long have you had migraines?”
I leaned back against the black headboard and snapped, “Always.”
He narrowed his golden eyes and asked slowly, “Is there something you should tell me?”
I closed my eyes. “No, it is what it is. No reason to make a big deal of it.” I leaned forward and pressed my face against the pillow in my lap.
A cool hand with tapered fingers rested on my shoulder. “Have you seen a specialist? Migraines can be a sign of something bigger.”
I mumbled into my pillow, “Yeah I've run the whole gamut, M.R.I.s, E.M.G.s... I've had wires run up my nose through my sinuses to my brain. When I was a kid mom took me to a sleep lab. I've been a regular lab rat and no one's ever found anything.”
That was the God's honest truth. They never were able to explain my curse. When my mom dragged me to a shrink I realized the full implications of my demons and learned to hide the headaches.
Sesshomaru gave a dismissive snort, “Human doctors?”
“Yeah of course they were human.” My family wasn't able to afford a yokai doctor. They weren't HMO approved.
Sesshomaru pulled the pillow off my lap forcing me to lift my face and look at him. He was almost… grinning. “No wonder then, I've some excellent yokai physicians…”
I held out my hand demanding the pillow back. “No! Just… just leave it.” I glared at him through sleep deprived bloodshot eyes.
Sesshomaru frowned but relinquished the pillow. “How often does this happen?”
I played stupid and buried my face back in the sanctuary of the cool linen pillow case. “The headaches?”
His tone was curt. “No Halley's comet, yes the migraines!”
I gave in slightly and confessed, “I get headaches off and on but this… only a few times year.”
Sesshomaru's fingers dug into my shoulder. “That is unacceptable.”
The pounding in my head was slowly subsiding to a dull roar, which was unexpected because he was walking on my last nerve. “Really? Well than I'll tell my brain that and surly it will snap back into place and stop causing me pain.”
He pressed on. “This must be addressed.”
I looked up at him over the pillow, “And it has, I've learned to live with it. At this point it's a part of who I am.”
His eyes flashed and for a moment I felt a fast pang of fear. “So then that begs the question, who are you?”
I hissed, “You know who the hell I am!” Damn him, I wish I had something to throw at his head. Sadly there was nothing within my immediate reach I could strike that smug face with.
Then he leveled with me. “Do I? You keep so much of yourself hidden from me.”
I winced. “Seems to me you've seen every part there is to me… even a few I haven't.” His accusation was heavy and hit too close to home for my comfort.
His lips parted and I caught a flash of his canines. “Why can't you tell me?”
I shrugged and tried to play down the growing tension. “Tell you what?”
It was almost a whisper. “Your secret.”
I made a good show of faking humor, “A girl ought to have a few, it's healthy. Keeps the mystery alive.”
Sesshomaru was having none of this. “Were that so, you'd be at work right now.”
I bit down on the edge of a pillow case. “There's nothing to tell. My only secrets are my age, weight and… well if I told you it wouldn't be a secret now would it?”
He cocked his head and said without preamble, “You're 27, you weigh 125 lbs and you talk to your fish.”
My heart jumped in my chest. “And was that supposed to what, impress me with you snooping powers?” And he was wrong, I weigh 135 but hell would freeze over before I'd correct him.
Sesshomaru leaned back against his head bored and for a moment looked disappointed. His tone was flat but his eyes downcast “Why can't you trust me?”
I jumped back with, “I do trust you.” And I did, almost.
Sesshomaru's lips turned down, “Little liar.” But his words were soft and didn't cut as much as they could have.
I smiled up at him as he looked down on me “I slept with you didn't I?”
He cocked a cool silver brow, “Sex and trust rarely go hand and hand.”
Now that hurt. “I don't know what kind of sick and twisted world you hale from but in my life it does.” I looked away and began tracing the stripes in the wall paper with my eyes.
Sesshomaru caught my chin in his hand and turned my face towards him. “If you trust me then tell me what the hell is wrong with you!”
He was almost… mad. I pulled back, clutching the pillow to my chest. “It's nothing… just a migraine.”
He threw up his hands and stood up. I pulled the pillow over my face so I wouldn't have to see the disgust in his eyes.
Sesshomaru gave a dismissive snort, “Human doctors?”
“Yeah of course they were human.” My family wasn't able to afford a yokai doctor. They weren't HMO approved.
Sesshomaru pulled the pillow off my lap forcing me to lift my face and look at him. He was almost… grinning. “No wonder then, I've some excellent yokai physicians…”
I held out my hand demanding the pillow back. “No! Just… just leave it.” I glared at him through sleep deprived bloodshot eyes.
Sesshomaru frowned but relinquished the pillow. “How often does this happen?”
I played stupid and buried my face back in the sanctuary of the cool linen pillow case. “The headaches?”
His tone was curt. “No Halley's comet, yes the migraines!”
I gave in slightly and confessed, “I get headaches off and on but this… only a few times year.”
Sesshomaru's fingers dug into my shoulder. “That is unacceptable.”
The pounding in my head was slowly subsiding to a dull roar, which was unexpected because he was walking on my last nerve. “Really? Well than I'll tell my brain that and surly it will snap back into place and stop causing me pain.”
He pressed on. “This must be addressed.”
I looked up at him over the pillow, “And it has, I've learned to live with it. At this point it's a part of who I am.”
His eyes flashed and for a moment I felt a fast pang of fear. “So then that begs the question, who are you?”
I hissed, “You know who the hell I am!” Damn him, I wish I had something to throw at his head. Sadly there was nothing within my immediate reach I could strike that smug face with.
Then he leveled with me. “Do I? You keep so much of yourself hidden from me.”
I winced. “Seems to me you've seen every part there is to me… even a few I haven't.” His accusation was heavy and hit too close to home for my comfort.
His lips parted and I caught a flash of his canines. “Why can't you tell me?”
I shrugged and tried to play down the growing tension. “Tell you what?”
It was almost a whisper. “Your secret.”
I made a good show of faking humor, “A girl ought to have a few, it's healthy. Keeps the mystery alive.”
Sesshomaru was having none of this. “Were that so, you'd be at work right now.”
I bit down on the edge of a pillow case. “There's nothing to tell. My only secrets are my age, weight and… well if I told you it wouldn't be a secret now would it?”
He cocked his head and said without preamble, “You're 27, you weigh 125 lbs and you talk to your fish.”
My heart jumped in my chest. “And was that supposed to what, impress me with you snooping powers?” And he was wrong, I weigh 135 but hell would freeze over before I'd correct him.
Sesshomaru leaned back against his head bored and for a moment looked disappointed. His tone was flat but his eyes downcast “Why can't you trust me?”
I jumped back with, “I do trust you.” And I did, almost.
Sesshomaru's lips turned down, “Little liar.” But his words were soft and didn't cut as much as they could have.
I smiled up at him as he looked down on me “I slept with you didn't I?”
He cocked a cool silver brow, “Sex and trust rarely go hand and hand.”
Now that hurt. “I don't know what kind of sick and twisted world you hale from but in my life it does.” I looked away and began tracing the stripes in the wall paper with my eyes.
Sesshomaru caught my chin in his hand and turned my face towards him. “If you trust me then tell me what the hell is wrong with you!”
He was almost… mad. I pulled back, clutching the pillow to my chest. “It's nothing… just a migraine.”
He threw up his hands and stood up. I pulled the pillow over my face so I wouldn't have to see the disgust in his eyes.
He strode to his dresser and picked up an address book. “Fine then, don't tell me. But know this, sometime you will have to.”
God he was right but if I squeezed my eyes shut hard enough, I could pretend it wasn't true. But they refused to close and I watched Sesshomaru pull on his suit coat. “Perhaps you will come to your senses before it's too late.”
He frowned. “You are welcome to stay here; in fact I want you to. I have a few errands to run and while I am out Jaken can fetch you some change of clothes.”
Jaken? Oh hell no. Two hours alone with that green toad had been more than enough. “That's okay I don't want that creepy toad in my apartment by himself.”
Sesshomaru's cold gaze met mine and I was forced to glance away. “Creepy he maybe but he's trustworthy.”
And suddenly we were no longer talking about his literal toady. “And I'm not?”
He looked up at the ceiling than back at me. “I haven't decided yet. But this is far from over.”
Jaken? Oh hell no. Two hours alone with that green toad had been more than enough. “That's okay I don't want that creepy toad in my apartment by himself.”
Sesshomaru's cold gaze met mine and I was forced to glance away. “Creepy he maybe but he's trustworthy.”
And suddenly we were no longer talking about his literal toady. “And I'm not?”
He looked up at the ceiling than back at me. “I haven't decided yet. But this is far from over.”
He left the room and carefully closed the door behind him. I knew that Jaken was probably on his way to my apartment. As much as I hated it, it was good to know someone would be checking in on Sushi.
I dropped my head onto the pillow in my lap. Everything was crashing around me and spinning out of control. I hated the feeling of helplessness that was dogging my every step.
Far from over? Ha!
The end of our relationship was coming at me head on like a freight train. It killed me to admit it but I really liked the asshole. In the past three days Sesshomaru had grown on me and it was hard to imagine my empty life without him.
Yeah I'd been okay before I met him.
But that was before I knew what I was missing. I had a fish, my books, and my daily torture of Miroku. It wasn't much but it was enough. But now thanks to a certain beautiful stubborn man it would never be enough again. Each day after this would be worse than the last. It was like an avalanche of futility.
I sniffled trying to hold back my tears. But it was inevitable. He was angry with me when he thought my illness was contagious and Rin might catch it. If he found out the truth about me, he'd drop me so fast the world would spin on it's axis.
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Sesshomaru:
I drove the Roadster slowly down the one way street, pausing to read the house numbers. The driver of a bright yellow taxi blasted his horn behind me. Then he gunned his gas pedal and shot around me, his fat hand sticking out the window flashing his middle finger.
I ignored him still looking for block number 550. I hadn't been in this neighborhood in years, not since my father had died but I remembered the rundown shop was well hidden. The grey sky did nothing to help the abysmal atmosphere.
Finally I came to the five hundred block and pulled the Roadster up in front of a mail box. I'd get a hefty ticket for parking here but it didn't matter. Somethings were worth the wrath of a self important meter maid. I stepped over a large crack in the sidewalk and nearly bumped into a large homeless woman.
She was wandering down the middle of the sidewalk wrapped in a tattered grey blanket reaching out with her black cane. Her grey hair hung in filthy strands and a large tabby cat perched on her hunched shoulder.
She lifted her head and I saw her one eye was milky white with a thick cataract. It was nearly useless and regarded me without fear. Her hairy chin wobbled as she spoke. “There is no work for you here. Go home where you are needed.”
Ah, so she was a prophet. Her wits were most likely long gone but her powers were still strong. She held an empty cracked mug in her fist. My hand slipped into my pocket and my fingers brushed my wallet. “Mother, is there something wrong at my house?”
Her cat hissed at me but I silenced it with a fast glare. Her voice was low and almost obscured by the rumble of passing traffic, “Your prize will leave you, and your hard work is for naught. She doesn't understand and confusion reigns.”
Her words were intriguing but vague. Maybe her powers weren't as accurate as I had first thought. I took a step back with the intention of walking around her. She lifted her pale hand. “Your father never intended for this. Would you do this to your blood brother?”
My full yokai blood boiled in my veins, “My blood does NOT have anything to do with this. He is a stain on my family. Father was a fool!”
I turned on my heel, all thoughts of dropping a fifty into her empty cup gone. I heard her voice behind me. “This one action will bring the sky down on your head.”
I growled under my breath, “A plague upon my house eh?”
She cackled and pounded her caned against the concrete. “It'll be a plague of frogs!”
My mind was filled with the disgusting visage of Jaken's smiling face. I decided to forget the hag and stopped at a gated stairwell.
I vaulted over the locked gate and slipped quietly down the stairs. The squat black door was covered with black iron bars, just as I remembered it from sixty years ago.
I raised my fist and pounded on the door. The knock was a secret code and belonged to Inu family.
Totosai recognized it and opened the door. I stepped to the side of the door so I would be out of his line of vision when he opened the door.
The door opened slowly on squeaky hinges and I stuck my foot into the doorway before the old man could slam it shut. He frowned at me and scratched his pink scalp through his thin hair. His pig eyes bulged in his skull at the sight of me. “Sesshomaru?”
His thin bony shoulders began to shake and I knew he had my sword. At long last, this day had finally come.
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The Devil's Dictionary
Hospitality:The virtue which induces us to feed and lodge certain persons who are not in need of food and lodging.
Hope:Desire and expectation rolled into one.