InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Laconic ❯ In the Twentieth Century ( Chapter 13 )

In the Twentieth Century

Word Count: 420

 

In the 1920's he doesn't feel like he fits in very well.

 

Everyone seems to be drinking and smoking and staying out late to do more drinking and smoking, which confuses Sesshoumaru, but then, humans always were a little different, and he thinks he can let it slide.

 

Sometimes he dresses up in a hat and suit, just to see what it feels like, and goes out to drink tea in public wondering if he makes an impact now as good as he did before. Unfortunately, he always ends up blending into the corner, away from the laughing and the hostesses and the drinking.

 

People will look up and sometimes even stare, taking in his clean-cut face and ironed clothing, his neat and meticulous appearance - but then of course they look away. This is, after all, still Japan.

 

He gets bored too easily though, and in England he realizes that their tea is not to his liking and most strange, almost as strange as he finds these pale people themselves.

 

If he found his native land getting too rowdy for his tastes, Europe is much, much worse.

 

For the sake of appearances, and also curiosity, which he doesn't actually admit to, he goes out and walks around town, window shopping. He ends up at the park, and stays there briefly, confounded by a group of boys knocking a ball about with strange wooden clubs. The miniature arches they have set up all over the grass bemuse him even more.

 

A decade passes and he finds himself stuck in a life of luxury he wasn't aware of before, while the world around him collapses into poverty and ruin. He always knew humans were weak and undependable.

 

It takes him a while, but eventually he returns home, and after so much shock in France, he sees that very little has changed, and that sake really is what he prefers.

 

But when this odd stage ends over on the other side of the globe, and another begins, bringing with it loud men and louder guns, Sesshoumaru is irked to find his country has been dragged into foreign business once again.

 

It lasts longer than he ever thought it would, or should for that matter, but what does he care, anyway.

 

The sudden and unexpected explosion of heat and death is many miles away from him, but standing on the hillside days later, again doing something out of curiosity, for the first time in his life, Sesshoumaru feels he has underestimated the human race.