InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In the Beginning... ❯ Outrage ( Chapter 11 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Kibo 
The long awaited next chapter...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 05.19.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed
The long awaited next chapter...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 05.19.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed
~*A/N: So, hehe, I know it's been awhile... *dodges things being thrown at her* OK, it's been eons. There's just so much going on right now, Vegas, weddings, boyfriend... all monopolizing my precious writing time. Damn them, damn them to hell. Well, here it is, the long awaited chapter. Enjoy!*~
Disclaimer: Still not mine.
Chapter 11: Outrage
One year, two months
A month has passed, and my father is slowly regaining his strength. He began eating again after a week, and also began to leave his room for short periods of time which have grown longer each day. Today he is due to return to court, and I am eager to inquire about pursuing Rinsuke. If I have to lead an army myself, I must get her back. And it looks as if I may have to do so.
I have spotted my "bargaining chip" spending a large chunk of her free time in his company. At first she trailed him, as if she were the dog and he her ningen master. Her humble posture while my father continued to ignore her very existence has been a source of amusement for me. After a week of tailing him in obscurity, he finally noticed her presence. He began to thank her when she brought his meals. Eventually, she walked next to him as he strolled the grounds, sat next to him as he meditated in my mother's garden. Jaken told me he even espied him laughing at a comment she had made.
At first, I believed she was just attempting to get into his good graces, pleading to be returned to her home. Through the gossip from the kitchen staff, Jaken has informed me that she is homesick. Despite this, she smiles and laughs, serves eagerly. She acts as if she is here of her own free will, and that the labor does not tax her. Curious how ningen can be positive in the most negative situations. I suppose her assignments could be more difficult than mere cooking, cleaning, and serving. More taxing labor is best left to males of any species, though. The onna would not last us very long if she were put to work outside. With her inside, I can also keep close tabs on her. It would also do very badly for us to return Hosokawa his niece if she has been mistreated.
It is almost dinner time now, so I will have to finish this later.
I cannot bear it! That mischievous, scheming little onna! To take advantage of Father like this! She saw he had lost his mate, was grieving, and took advantage of the situation. When I went to the dining hall this evening, I was shocked speechless. I was so glad my father had returned to dining with us, the smile I had on my face fell like a stone when I looked around the table. Sitting next to my father, in my mother's chair, looking like she had every right to be there, was that damnable ningen. Had it not been bred in me to not be rude, even at my own table, I would have turned and left the room that minute.
Since I had been seen, manners dictated I must be seated. I did so, grinding my tongue between my teeth to keep from making a snide comment. Father introduced me to her, although I cannot say that I heard her name. Not that it matters, anyway. I tuned out most of the conversation, eating quickly and silently. I excused myself as soon as was proper, then hurried to find Gendo before the evening's council.
The look on his face was not like mine, of outrage and disbelief, but of quiet acceptance. Surely he could not approve! He explained, "This is all a part of your father's recovery, warming his bed will help heal his heart. And if it be a ningen, then that is your father's right to do so. It will be a meaningless affair, and when it is over, your father will look back and laugh at his foolishness in taking a ningen to bed."
A little more at ease, we entered the chamber together, taking our seats and waiting for my father's entrance. He finally arrived, took his seat, and looked at us each one at a time. He was smiling, contentment radiating off of him. It was the happiest I have seen him since before my mother's death. Of course, I understand how mindless passion can numb feelings of grief and sadness. I did the same thing, only with the passion of anger. Finally he spoke, "It is good to be back among you, my most trusted friends."
"It is good to have you back, my lord," Gendo said, bowing slightly from his sitting position. Murmurs of assent and nods rung the room.
We then proceeded to get down to business. After the usual business, I hesitantly broached the subject of Rinsuke. When I told him of my promise to Rei on her deathbed, my father looked at me sternly. "Son, I figured you to be more hard of heart than that. To let two servants get into your heart so, it is unfitting a young lord. However, a deathbed promise is one not to be taken lightly, and I will take this matter into consideration. I will do everything I can in order to assist you in keeping it."
My heart lightened, and I spoke, "Father, you are right. I realize now that I allowed them to get too close to me, and I will see to it that it never happens again."
"Good, now, if there is no other business..."
I cut him off, "Actually, I was thinking of a way to solve this dilemma without further bloodshed."
"Really," he said, chuckling. "And how do you propose we do that, praytell?"
"Easily enough. The onna, the ningen, we captured. She is the niece of Lord Hosokawa himself. He would give much to have her returned to him safely," I smirked confidently. Gendo caught my eye, his eyes wide, shaking his head almost imperceptably.
"Absolutely not!" my father exploded, face red, fangs bared. "That onna will stay in our keeping as long as I find her useful, and I do not wish to give her up just yet."
"But, Father!" I pleaded.
He cut me off, "Enough! I will hear no more of this! Now, if there is no further business?" he hesitated momentarily, to be met by silence. "Good! Council dismissed!" he declared, rising and shooting me an angry glance before leaving the room.
I turned to the rest, only to have them avert their eyes as they stood and left the chamber. I sat there for a moment, contemplating what had just occurred. Sighing, I rose and returned to my chamber, passing by my mother's garden on the way. The sight I saw there I shall never forget. My father kissing that deplorable ningen, locked in each other's embrace, my mother's shrine dwarfed and forgotten behind them.
That onna must go, at all costs.
Reviews revisited:
iy lvr & InuDemoness: Gomen, gomen, gomen... But here it is, the long awaited chapter!
Oh, and iy lvr, stop crying! I didn't forget you, honto!
~*A/N: Whew! Finally. Hope you like it! Ja ne, minna!*~
Disclaimer: Still not mine.
Chapter 11: Outrage
One year, two months
A month has passed, and my father is slowly regaining his strength. He began eating again after a week, and also began to leave his room for short periods of time which have grown longer each day. Today he is due to return to court, and I am eager to inquire about pursuing Rinsuke. If I have to lead an army myself, I must get her back. And it looks as if I may have to do so.
I have spotted my "bargaining chip" spending a large chunk of her free time in his company. At first she trailed him, as if she were the dog and he her ningen master. Her humble posture while my father continued to ignore her very existence has been a source of amusement for me. After a week of tailing him in obscurity, he finally noticed her presence. He began to thank her when she brought his meals. Eventually, she walked next to him as he strolled the grounds, sat next to him as he meditated in my mother's garden. Jaken told me he even espied him laughing at a comment she had made.
At first, I believed she was just attempting to get into his good graces, pleading to be returned to her home. Through the gossip from the kitchen staff, Jaken has informed me that she is homesick. Despite this, she smiles and laughs, serves eagerly. She acts as if she is here of her own free will, and that the labor does not tax her. Curious how ningen can be positive in the most negative situations. I suppose her assignments could be more difficult than mere cooking, cleaning, and serving. More taxing labor is best left to males of any species, though. The onna would not last us very long if she were put to work outside. With her inside, I can also keep close tabs on her. It would also do very badly for us to return Hosokawa his niece if she has been mistreated.
It is almost dinner time now, so I will have to finish this later.
I cannot bear it! That mischievous, scheming little onna! To take advantage of Father like this! She saw he had lost his mate, was grieving, and took advantage of the situation. When I went to the dining hall this evening, I was shocked speechless. I was so glad my father had returned to dining with us, the smile I had on my face fell like a stone when I looked around the table. Sitting next to my father, in my mother's chair, looking like she had every right to be there, was that damnable ningen. Had it not been bred in me to not be rude, even at my own table, I would have turned and left the room that minute.
Since I had been seen, manners dictated I must be seated. I did so, grinding my tongue between my teeth to keep from making a snide comment. Father introduced me to her, although I cannot say that I heard her name. Not that it matters, anyway. I tuned out most of the conversation, eating quickly and silently. I excused myself as soon as was proper, then hurried to find Gendo before the evening's council.
The look on his face was not like mine, of outrage and disbelief, but of quiet acceptance. Surely he could not approve! He explained, "This is all a part of your father's recovery, warming his bed will help heal his heart. And if it be a ningen, then that is your father's right to do so. It will be a meaningless affair, and when it is over, your father will look back and laugh at his foolishness in taking a ningen to bed."
A little more at ease, we entered the chamber together, taking our seats and waiting for my father's entrance. He finally arrived, took his seat, and looked at us each one at a time. He was smiling, contentment radiating off of him. It was the happiest I have seen him since before my mother's death. Of course, I understand how mindless passion can numb feelings of grief and sadness. I did the same thing, only with the passion of anger. Finally he spoke, "It is good to be back among you, my most trusted friends."
"It is good to have you back, my lord," Gendo said, bowing slightly from his sitting position. Murmurs of assent and nods rung the room.
We then proceeded to get down to business. After the usual business, I hesitantly broached the subject of Rinsuke. When I told him of my promise to Rei on her deathbed, my father looked at me sternly. "Son, I figured you to be more hard of heart than that. To let two servants get into your heart so, it is unfitting a young lord. However, a deathbed promise is one not to be taken lightly, and I will take this matter into consideration. I will do everything I can in order to assist you in keeping it."
My heart lightened, and I spoke, "Father, you are right. I realize now that I allowed them to get too close to me, and I will see to it that it never happens again."
"Good, now, if there is no other business..."
I cut him off, "Actually, I was thinking of a way to solve this dilemma without further bloodshed."
"Really," he said, chuckling. "And how do you propose we do that, praytell?"
"Easily enough. The onna, the ningen, we captured. She is the niece of Lord Hosokawa himself. He would give much to have her returned to him safely," I smirked confidently. Gendo caught my eye, his eyes wide, shaking his head almost imperceptably.
"Absolutely not!" my father exploded, face red, fangs bared. "That onna will stay in our keeping as long as I find her useful, and I do not wish to give her up just yet."
"But, Father!" I pleaded.
He cut me off, "Enough! I will hear no more of this! Now, if there is no further business?" he hesitated momentarily, to be met by silence. "Good! Council dismissed!" he declared, rising and shooting me an angry glance before leaving the room.
I turned to the rest, only to have them avert their eyes as they stood and left the chamber. I sat there for a moment, contemplating what had just occurred. Sighing, I rose and returned to my chamber, passing by my mother's garden on the way. The sight I saw there I shall never forget. My father kissing that deplorable ningen, locked in each other's embrace, my mother's shrine dwarfed and forgotten behind them.
That onna must go, at all costs.
Reviews revisited:
iy lvr & InuDemoness: Gomen, gomen, gomen... But here it is, the long awaited chapter!
Oh, and iy lvr, stop crying! I didn't forget you, honto!
~*A/N: Whew! Finally. Hope you like it! Ja ne, minna!*~