InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love And Wishes ❯ Good Night ( Chapter 4 )

Good Night

 

 

 

 

“Sire!” Jaken shouted as he charged in, looking even more nervous than usual. “We have an urgent message for you from a lord who I do not know!”

 

“Jaken. Calm down. It is merely Galahad from the eastern continent.” Sesshoumaru told him and politely excused himself before walking off, Jaken following close behind.

 

“Galahad?” Kagura asked Rin and the little girl shrugged.

 

The two simply shrugged and continued eating. Soon the lord did not return and Kagura could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end, the wind whispering bad news. She looked at Fluffy's swords and frowned. If the wind was right in what it was telling her, he might need those.

 

“Rin, if you will excuse me, I too have some business to attend to.” Kagura ate the last of her meal and grabbed the two blades, Tokijin, trying to tap into her brain, to no avail; the wind that surrounded her constantly blew away the evil aura of the sword.

 

“Going to see the lord?” Rin grinned and asked, as she placed another piece of food in her mouth.

 

Kagura smiled at this little girl. “I might be.” With that, the older woman left, letting the wind guide her to where Sesshoumaru was holding his meeting, so she could return his blades and ask where her room was.

 

“Goddammit, Galahad! I can't hold your troupes in my territory! I can't if the north, east or west caught wind of it, we, no I, could be targeted for war!” a voice, obviously the castle master, shouted in pure anger.

 

“Then we will come to your aid, but we need some territory there, to give us an upper hand her in England!” another voice said, this one possibly Galahad.

 

The raven-haired witch paused outside the door before knocking. “Lord, are you in there?

 

“Look Galahad, I will think over it, I have other things to attend to.”

 

“I will not give up this argument. Think it over. I will call you again when you have had time to think.” The voice disappeared and Sesshoumaru sighed.

 

“Enter.” He grunted and Kagura heard the sound of a chair groaning under sudden weight after some shuffling sounds.

 

She opened the door and entered meekly, not one to piss off a very powerful demon when he already wasn't in a good mood. He looked older, and enraged, his face and eyes red with anger and frustration. “Lord, I brought your swords, something just told me to bring them to you.”

 

Sesshoumaru gave a little chuckle, another scary thought. He looked at her and breathed out a deep shuddery breath. “The irony. Thank you for giving me a reason to stop that pointless argument. I take it you heard me?”

 

“Half the castle could have heard you. You were shouting pretty loudly.” She closed the door behind her and looked around the stone room. It was plain, nothing was here but a plain wooden chair and a pedestal covered in a cloth at the top.

 

“Yeah. Galahad, what a fool!” he laughed to himself then looked at his hand. “He wants territory here, to give him a stake in other parts of the world, to give him an edge against his competition.”

 

“Galahad is from the eastern lands?” Kagura asked, intrigued at the thought of foreigners.

 

Sesshoumaru breathed another deep breath. “Yes. From England.” He breathed another deep breath. “Why have you come looking for me?”

 

“The swords, as I have already mentioned, and I wish to ask about my sleeping quarters.” She handed him his two blades.

 

“Why weren't you affected by the sword, Tokijin?”

 

“The wind has blessed me. I can purify auras for a short time.”

 

“Ah. Yes, your sleeping quarters. They are near mine, I hope you find it to your liking.”

 

“Lead the way.”

 

The two left the room, and Kagura thought she saw a glint of something from under a portion of the cloth. She shook her head and followed the lord out, to where she would be sleeping. A door set in mahogany, and in a child's hand writing, were the words `The Lord's Room”, this sent a smile to Kagura's face. The door beyond it was also mahogany, a rare wood, with special carvings in it, made to look like wind wisps, with what looked like her special wind design that was on her old kimono.

 

“Go take a look.” Sesshoumaru told her and she gently took the handle, opening the door so it swung inside, instead of sliding to the side.

 

“Wow…” it was beautiful, with greens in tints and hues, mixed with gentle browns and overpowering silvers and purples, and that was just the paint on the walls. It was vastly decorated, a large four-poster, obviously imported, and with a canopy attached to the top. A window-like door led out to a huge balcony that attached to another door, this door locked from the inside and covered with a black cloth.

 

“My room.” He answered right behind, making her turn around quickly, only to land smack against his chest.

 

“So you attached our rooms? A little presumptuous of you?” Kagura teased, slightly blushing from their rather close proximity, even though the balcony was quite large.

 

“Nothing I do is presumptuous. This is the best room we have, next to mine, and it does happen to be next to mine. My door is locked and yours can be too.” Fluffy merely stated, his hand resting on his sword as he turned and looked towards the setting sun. “I spent many a time here, looking at the sunsets, seeing the sky aflame in passion instead of war.”

 

“Wow, rich, powerful, strong, and philosophical! Look, I am swooning.” Kagura said sarcastically, trying to calm her rapidly beating heart.

 

“Look, if you would like to be moved to another room, I can have that arranged.”

 

“No. I am fine here, and I'll lock my door at night and cover it so YOU can't get in.” Which in itself was wrong, Sesshoumaru didn't have to use the door, if he really wanted to, he could simple break in the door or the wall. “So…getting involved with foreign leaders?” Kagura leaned against the edge of the balcony, looking at the slowly sinking sun.

 

She heard him lean next to her, also looking at the same sun. “Yes. Which is why we have so much mixed culture in this castle. Galahad wasn't always so pushy or power hungry, but after his mate died, he just gave up on life and figured that he was going to die, he knew it, so he might as well squash the competition as much as possible.”

 

“How is he going to die?”

 

“He can see glimpses of the future, and he saw how he died. A dragon. Not a demon, a welsh bred dragon is going to kill him.”

 

“A real dragon?” Dragons were rare in Japan; mostly dragon-like demons existed, and were more common than actual dragons.

 

“Yes, a real dragon. A fierce monster in its own right. Some say a dragon is stronger than even I, than Naraku or even Inu-Yasha. Stronger than my father who owned more than half of this country at one time.”

 

“That is truly a beast of a creature.” Kagura seemed afraid, stronger than Sesshoumaru was hard, but stronger than Naraku was near impossible, and stronger than Inu-Yasha was impossible for everyone demon but one. The father of the two brothers who was often thought of as a myth, rather than an actual being.

 

Sesshoumaru saw the harsh process going on in Kagura's head and changed the subject into something she might actually like talking about. “Have you been talking to Rin?” He chuckled as she sighed one of exhaustion.

 

“I swear that girl has more energy than the world has breezes!” She threw her hands up in the air. “And she wants me to teach her to use the winds.”

 

“So I heard. Are you going to teach her?”

 

“I can try. I don't know if she will be able to use it though, I was made for that specific purpose.”

 

“She will be a great leader someday.” Sesshoumaru said out of the blue.

 

“Where did that come from?” Kagura looked at Sesshoumaru strangely, this whole day showed he was full of surprises, even if he was slipping in and out of his barrier of monotone and apathy.

 

“Never mind. I am going to bed. Good night.” He walked to where Kagura's door was so he could leave and enter his room. Kagura's hand caught his sleeve.

 

“Wait.” She told him and he turned around to question her only to see Kagura standing on her toes and her lips attach to his. She left soon though, much to Sesshoumaru's chagrin. “Thanks for everything. Good night…” he began to walk again, and he just managed to walk straight, until he was out of view and his knees almost gave in.

 

He put his hands to his lips; he could still feel the silk like feeling of Kagura's lips against his. He smiled genuinely. This was already a great night.