InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I Will Wait ❯ Chapter Three: Movie Night ( Chapter 3 )

A/N: In the previous chapter, I noticed as I reread it (and cringed at all those typos…) I wrote that Sesshomaru's missing arm was his left…in bold italics…this was for my benefit so I could check and go back to fix it if I was wrong, and I forgot I intended to check on it…heh.  I believe it's his left arm, but am not 100% positive, so for the purpose of this story I'll stick with left.  If I'm wrong and someone wants to correct me for future reference, I would not be opposed to hearing such.

I Will Wait

Chapter Three:  Movie Night

By: Banshee Puppet

"What exactly is your relationship with my cute little granddaughter?"

Sesshomaru blinked.  "Nani?" He must not have heard that right.  Impossible.  Didn't this man know who he was?  He was Sesshomaru-sama of the Western Lands!  'Five hundred years ago,' he reminded himself.  He still had trouble getting his mind around just how much hadchanged.  And as the question sunk in, so did this tiny little vein in his forehead bulge and his eyes take on a reddish tint.  "Are you implying that I would rut with a human?" he demanded, reminding himself 'won't kill him, won't kill him, won't…'  He was a guest in the man's home, after all.  He had some manners.

"Are you implying that my granddaughter isn't good enough for you?!" Jiichan demanded, going from angry that the white-haired 'young man' was being presumptuous to being angry that he wasn't being presumptuous enough.

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Downstairs, the rest of the family heard a loudly announced "Demon Begone!" and a resounding crash.

Kagome rushed to the source of the sound, expecting the worst and finding her grandfather lying in a dazed heap at the base of the stairs as Sesshomaru exited the bedroom, disinterestedly peeling a sticky little spell scroll from his forehead.  'Banish Evil' the arthritic kanji read.

"Sesshomaru!" Kagome protested as he frowned at the parchment.  'I am not evil,' he thought, then glancing up at the miko as he strolled down the stairs.  "I did not do it," he informed her blandly, dropping the spell scroll on her grandfather's chest as he walked past the prone old man.

Kagome cocked her head to the side as if she was deciding whether or not to believe him when her mother, helping the old man back onto his feet, asked, " What did happen then, Sesshomaru?"

"He was insulted that I am not rutting with your daughter, hollered, slapped parchment on my head and ran from the room.  I presume he tripped over his own feet."

Mrs. Higurashi chuckled.  Kagome tried not to chuckle, honest, she tried…  Souta just outright laughed.  "Just like our jiichan," Mrs. Higurashi said.  "Let's go eat dinner."

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Sesshomaru stared at his plate and the chopsticks.  Not that he needed to eat, but it looked good, and it smelled really good…  only one problem-how was he supposed to manipulate the chopsticks with his injured hand?

"You're not going to eat?" Kagome asked.

"I do not need human food," he stated flatly.

Kagome watched him for a moment before stating, "you can't use the chopsticks," rather knowingly.  She was teasing him and his overindulged ego. 

He didn't answer, and frowned at her when she covered her mouth with her hand to ill-conceal a giggle.  He was stuck in the future, injured, the miko's grandfather was glaring at him and ineffectively warding the entire house against evil.  'I am not evil,' Sesshomaru thought bitterly.

"Okay, say aaah," Kagome chirped.

He looked at her, chopsticks at ready, and realizing what she had in mind, he said, "I most certainly will not."

"Oh don't be such a big baby.  It's not going to damage your pride to accept a little help from time to time."

Sesshomaru stared at her for a long moment as she leaned on her elbow, smirking.  She knew he wanted to eat, damn her.

Grudgingly, he opened his mouth.  He felt completely humiliated until he realized how good the food was.  His eyes widened marginally.  Kagome didn't fail to notice, but kept her mouth shut.  Instead, she scooped up a bit more.  The meal passed in silence until he shook his head.

"Had enough?" she asked.

Sesshomaru nodded, keeping his eyes on the table.  He felt foolish.  "Yes," he answered after a pause. "… … thank you."

The words always seemed so awkward and unpracticed coming from him and he felt just as awkward saying them, but Kagome was a miko, not one of his servants, and she was being quite hospitable in spite of the fact that they were enemies…and her family, with the exception of the objectionable jiichan, was nice…she deserved at least some show of respect, all things considered.

He sat quietly as Kagome helped her mother clear the table and dried the dishes.  Souta had gone upstairs to his room and jiichan and finally finished his "warding" and been instructed to "go lay down" before he hurt himself again.  Now if only he could be rid of the blasted feline, Sesshomaru could enjoy the peace and quiet that had settled over the house.  Such a homey feeling, one he hadn't experienced since his youth.  For the first time in many years, quite in spite of everything, Sesshomaru felt at peace.

Kagome dried her hands and walked over to him.  "You're a lot easier to please than Inuyasha," she said lightly, then realized it was a name she probably shouldn't have used.  "Uh, that is, I…I mean…"

"Unlike my idiot brother," Sesshomaru said, "I was raised to have some semblance of manners."  They let the subject drop there.

There was an awkward pause.

"Right, well, I think I promised you a movie," Kagome said finally.  Let's go into the living room.  Just make yourself comfortable while I pick something.

Sesshomaru watched from the couch as she shifted her weight and chewed her lower lip.  He found himself noticing the way her hair fell down her back and around strong shoulders-soft and feminine, but strong.  The way she pulled back a bowstring was proof enough of that.  He turned his head to the blank television screen.  When had he noticed her bow technique-peculiar.

'What sort of movie would Sesshomaru like?' Kagome wondered. Comedy? No, he never laughed.  And something she wouldn't have to explain much-but maybe action-or something intellectual-he seemed smart-uhm…  This was difficult.  In the end, she closed her eyes and pulled out the first thing her fingers rested on.  She blinked at it and shrugged.  Neverending Story.  She could relate to this one a little-getting stuck in another reality was sort of her specialty these days.

She slipped it into the DVD player and curled up on the end of the couch opposite Sesshomaru, who would appear to be transfixed until he saw some of the more fantastic characters and asked if they were demons.

Kagome just smiled slightly and yawned.  "I guess they're something like that," she answered, at which he nodded as if saying 'I knew it!' and returned his attention to the screen.

When the movie ended, his lip tweaked slightly.  That had been quite enjoyable, he had to admit.  He turned to Kagome to find her asleep, hair in her eyes, even breathing as her chest rose and fell gently, lips moist and slightly parted as if begging to be kissed.  His mind shut off as he leaned forward, noses only inches apart.  He brushed her hair from her eyes thoughtlessly, about to lean in when they fluttered open.

She looked quite surprised, and he also…

'What was I just about to do?!' his mind demanded of him.  He refused to admit the answer.   "I…do not know how to turn it off," he said, nodding at the television and sitting back, telling himself his lapse of judgment was entirely the fault of the television infecting his brain. 

"Ah, right," Kagome said, looking quite confused, having just woken up from an accidental nap to find a youkai's face a mere breath away from her own.  "…did you like it?" she asked, putting the DVD away.

"What?" he felt suddenly defensive after being distracted from thoughts of the human woman's lips.

"The movie…"

"Ah.  Of course, yes.  It was mildly interesting."

'His way of saying "it rocked",' Kagome thought to herself with an inward chuckle as she set a pillow at one end of the couch and brought a blanket over for him.  "Well, sleep well then, I guess.  Come get me if you need anything."

Sesshomaru gave a curt nod.  'Stupid woman!  Don't say that to someone who almost took advantage of you in your sleep!' he thought, distressed by the entire affair.

He listened as she made her way upstairs and closed the door.  Now he was alone in the dark room, pensive and thoughtful.  'What sort of spell has this place cast on me?' he wondered.  'My heart is racing.'

~End Chapter Three~

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