InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love From the Ashes ❯ Contemplations And Preparation ( Chapter 23 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Disclaimer: All Inuyasha characters belong not to me, but to Rumiko Takahashi and related companies. No money is being made off of this fic. Yuji is belonging to me.

(A/N): I wrote this a whiel ago-- I should reread it again . . . it may read weird, but, er atleast teh point's across. I'll reread it after it's posted and then revise. That works.
-- sesshys numba1 gurl, you're bones are pretty accurate, it's very very soon. The 'day before the battle' chapter





"You what!?" Yuji flinches at the volume of his voice
"I would like permission to court Sango-san" Inuyasha stuffs his hands into his sleeves gripping his forearms "you want permission to court her" he nods "in a position such as yours . . . at a time such as this?" amber eyes stare the fox youkai down.
"I'm aware I'm asking a lot, but--"
"Why?" Inuyasha cuts the youkai off pacing for a second 'this day, was suppose to be without stress, enjoy the estate and then relax with my mate--!' "Answer me that, why?"
"I cannot control how I feel" Inuyasha smirks a bit
"some would disagree with you . . . but I'll accept that" The hanyou stops his pacing to face the youkai again "Why now?"
"We're fighting the battle of a lifetime tomorrow, I could-- she could die, I'd die a bit happier having made at least one move towards having Sango-san as my mate"
"And if you do convince her you're worthy, then what?" Inuyasha tightens his grip on his forearms, the possessive streak his family was known for showing through strong "Do you intend to tame her?" his smirk widens "make her a submissive little housewife?"
"I cannot tame Sango-san" Yuji smiles fondly "I am not enough to tame Sango-san and I do not wish to. Ironically my instincts call to me to submit-- to her"
Inuyasha laughs "I'd thought so." He shakes his head, his arms fall again to his sides "I'll allow it" Relief flood the fox's face, he bows deeply falling to one knee
"Thank-you so much Inuyasha-sama, you won't regret this"
"don't get too excited" Inuyasha glances down the hall, in the direction of his own room "she could still deny you" Yuji flinches subtly
"yes, I know"
"but who knows." Inuyasha starts down tha hall, passing around the kneeling male "You are free to do as you see fit for the rest of the day"
"Thank-you, Inuyasha-sama"

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Shippo laughs, joining Rin as bubble pops on his nose.
"Rin loves these bubbles!" Rin throws lavender scented bubbles into the air
"Maybe Kagome-mama will bring you some from her home" Shippo piles bubbles atop his head watching as the human girl completely neglects her 'bath' time to play with the bubbles Kagome's bath soap had made
"Really!?" she claps her hands together sending bubbles into her own face, she laughs again
"Maybe" Shippo blushes as she moves to help him pile bubbles onto his head. Rin-chan was cute, like Kagome, but did she know that her 'Sesshoumaru-sama' might die tomorrow, or that any of them could suffer the same-- or at least be badly injured? How could she be so carefree if she did know? 'Maybe Rin-chan is just really brave? To live with someone like Sesshoumaru, you'd have to be, I guess'
"you have hair like an old man now!"
"Or like Sesshoumaru-sama!"
"Yes!" 'maybe I can be brave too'

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Approaching his door Sesshoumaru pauses, the day had been hectic if anything, for everyone.
"Beloved husband" four voices chime a welcome to him. Sesshoumaru glances to his left. All of his wives' quarters were there, his mate's would be on the right . . . if such a person were to come along. Enough men and women had been pushed his way, the majority more interested in the depths of his wealth than the youkai himself. Other's truly held feeling for him, but all for the wrong reasons. A clawed hand reaches to open the large wooden door
"Goodnight, husband" the voices chime again. The same hand reaches up to push back wispy bangs, sleeves slipping back to reveal two magenta striped across a pale wrist. His arm ached, the slow growth uncomfortable as well as painful.
'Puppets, all of them' Sesshoumaru mouth draws into a tight line as his eyes scan over each of them, bowing beside their own doors. Juri, his first wife, her father wanted his life more than his daughter and used her as a gift to appease him
'and I wanted a woman I could bed at anytime I wanted, that would come at my beck and call. Such a perfect slut, for such a pure looking woman 'she's expecting that I'll call her to my bed tonight . . . but I no longer enjoy her company'
"Jun" A smirk tugs at the youkai lord's lips as the boy jumps 'he thinks he's done something wrong of course, I can feel his nervousness from here'
"Yes, my husband?" Sesshoumaru pushes the door open
"Lie with me tonight" his smirk widens as Juri swallows a gasp. It was his first time calling Jun to his bed since the boy had arrived, though it was not strange. He was of course, his fourth 'wife'.
"It would be an honor my lord" He makes his way over his head bowed
"raise your head" He looks up and Sesshoumaru hooks a finger under his chin
"my lord . . ."
"come."

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Sitting back on the plush bed Sango laces her finger's in the fur of her firecat companion, who had taken her larger form
"Kirara, are you worried?" the large cat growls softly shaking her head, her two tails dusting the bed lightly
"of course; you're excited" Sango smiles "you're a youkai after all" she growl in affirmation
"to be honest, I'm a bit scared" the taijiya laughs as the fire cat nuzzles her hand in response, a growling purr rumbling in chest in an attempt at comfort
"thank you Kirara, really, but . . .I am also excited" Sango smiles "This is the end of it all, rather that be good or bad"

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Taking his mate's clawed hands in his own, Miroku shifts his body closer to the warmth at his back, their heads cushioned against plush pillows and feet covered by silky sheets. The hanyou's breath tickles, just barley against his neck as he finds comfort in his scent. A small smile touches the monk's lips, he could smell nothing, but Inuyasha insisted that he smelled of rose and sandalwood. Miroku was glad his scent wasn't completely feminine, and apparently this was a very nice-- comforting scent. Inuyasha smelled . . . woodsy to the monk, like the forest, his forest. His smiles wanes a bit as his thoughts shift
"Inuyasha" he gets a small sound in response, to let him know his mate is listening. He laces their fingers together at his hip "I'm afraid Inuyasha, of this"
"Don't be, we won't loose" a small smile against his skin "we're the good guys remember, you said so yourself?" turning to face the other man, Miroku watches his eyes
"Are you afraid as well?" he holds the gaze
"of course, but I'm more excited" Inuyasha takes his mate's cursed hand in his "there will be nothing to stop us after we defeat Naraku, and we can have a happy ending just like the fairytales Kagome reads Shippo"
"You do believe that . . ." Miroku smiles, his other hands reaching up to stroke the hanyou's cheek "then I can believe it as well" his smile widens "you can be the damsel to my charming prince. I'll save you always milady"
"feh! I'm so flattered" Inuyasha laughs

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Kagome closes her eyes, going through the steps Miroku had taught her before, as he guided her through meditation. She fingers the stone Miroku had given her, warming it with her own body heat and the trickle of power she was chaneling through it. A place appears in her mind as she pushes away everything else. Her father's study, before he died. A small blue cat sits curled up in an overstuffed chair, yellow eyes gazing thoughtfully in her direction, her guide. She smiles at the cat, kneeling next to a small locked chest, and pulling the key from her pocket
'breath steady; in . . .out, in'
With a click the box is open, and one by one she begins to place the negative things clouding her mind inside, to be locked away.




(A/N): No I don't know what's wrong with me, no I don't know what the scene with Sesshoumaru was about . . . maybe I ate bad sushi *hasn't had sushi in months*

tbc . . .


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