InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Petals in the Wind ❯ Septimus: Training ( Chapter 7 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Odi et amo 
Rin in "lady training" and Sesshomaru training in general. Features a few things about Sessh's family that I made up! ^.^
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Psychological / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.18.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 259 | Status: Work In Progress
Rin in "lady training" and Sesshomaru training in general. Features a few things about Sessh's family that I made up! ^.^
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Psychological / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.18.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 259 | Status: Work In Progress
The next day Rin learned exactly why the hanyou had chuckled, why Sairiah had looked appalled, and exactly what type of demon the furry one and the other lord were.
Apparently a lady never said "'Kay."
She wasn't even supposed to say "Okay!"
The proper grammar to use at moments like that was "Hai ma'am." Or even "Wakatta Sairiah-sama." The latter being better since it showed more respect.
This morning she had been awoken by Nakira at the ungodly hour of five, and told that she had to dress so that when Sairiah-sama came she would be ready for her first lesson. During the time it took to get into her new kimono, which was better than any she had ever owned, Nakira explained that the winged demon was a dragon demon. His true form was much larger, but he was exceptionally powerful and was capable of having a human-ish form at will. His name was Bronislav and he was visiting from some country called Rush-uh. (Russia, for those of you who are like me and think about it for five minutes..) )
The fuzzy demon was a type of raccoon-dog. He served the dragon demon and was called Raito.
Rin thought he was rather silly, seeing as he shook at every sudden motion that happened around him.
After she was dressed Sairiah swept into her room, her chin held high as she looked around at the bedroom. Behind her came a demoness with bright red hair and a number of robes. Sairiah had her set them on the table next to Rin's bedding.
"The first thing I shall teach you today, is how to dress properly." She gave a disdainful glance at the robes Nakira had dressed her in, then nodded her head to indicate Nakira leave the room. She did so with a small bow, her black hair falling in her face. Sairiah watched her go, then abruptly turned to her servant, motioning for the girl to bring forward the robes. Rin looked at the material, holding back a gasp of pleasure. The multiple kimono layers were all intricately designed silks. They were the most expensive clothing Rin had seen in her life, even more so than those of Sairiah.
"Sairiah-sama, are these mine?" She asked, still staring in fascination at the way the embroidery glimmered. Sairiah gave a regal nod.
"Sesshomaru-sama indicated that he wanted only the best for you, seeing as you are his ward. I argued at first, since it is obvious that you are not used to such finery, but eventually gave in, for you do need to get used to all these if you hope to make a good marriage."
Rin blinked. Marriage? Marriage to who? She didn't have time to get married. She had to find out everything about her foggy past that she could. She bit her bottom lip.
"Don't do that!" Sairiah's voice came out harsh and commanding. Rin immediately let go off her bottom lip, a puzzled and slightly alarmed look on her face.
"What..what was it?" Rin asked, wondering is she had somehow managed to spontaneously grow horns or something. Sairiah shook her head.
"A lady never bites on her lip. Ever. It ruins the shape of the mouth. I see I have more to teach than originally thought."
That was what Rin was afraid of.
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Sesshomaru gave another exasperated sigh as Rayar fell backwards. The young hanyou still had much to learn about combat and unfortunately his head seemed to thick for him to learn anything. He couldn't fathom how Nakira delt with the boy and personally, he didn't want to. In all probability she had to threaten him all the time, seeing as that was how to get the best response.
Rayar pushed himself up off the floor and gasped at the sudden shock of pain that went up his side. The wound was already visibly healing, but it still hurt like hell. He glared at Sesshomaru.
"Was it absolutely necessary to use the dokkaisu (sp?) on me Sesshomaru-sama?" He barked out, his humanoid vice giving over to the native tongue of the dog demons. Sesshomaru gave a regal nod.
"You need to learn to dodge objects that move at great speeds." Sesshomaru said, watching as the young boy picked himself up off the floor. His father had been Sesshomaru's half-uncle, a dog demon who had taken up with a human. It seemed to be a reoccuring theme within his family. That is, if one bothered to notice that Inuyasha had wed that human woman from the "future", His father had taken up with the princess Izayoi, and his own uncle had decided that Nakira was the one he wanted. Even though Nakira had been a peasent who seemed incapable of being idle. The only reason she oversaw most of the things in his home was because she was good at managing other servants as well as working. She enjoyed her life in his shoji.
Sesshomaru was thankful that he wasn't that weak or foolish seeing as Inuyasha had had trouble with his miko's past self, His father had been killed for Izayoi, and his Uncle was constantly in battle's with other demon lords over his association. He was so rarely home that his steward watched over the property, and Rayar had been sent to "learn" from his "dear" cousin.
If Sesshomaru didn't know any better he would feel like the boys father. He was older in any case, and he practically raised the boy since childhood. He took responsiblity for the hanyou a few years at a time, refusing to take him at all when he was on patrol. If he had ever done that the boy would have probably got into as many fights as possible.
Rayar glared at his cousin, noting the relaxed, almost bored, stance Sesshomaru had adopted. It was if he represented no challenge at all to the demon lord. It was true, since he was mch weaker than Sesshomaru, but it was still insulting that his abilities were considered so minor that he posed no threat at all.
He charged again, sword raised. His overly long black bangs swept back from his forehead and revealed the crescent moon mark that graced the heads of all the inuyoukai heirs.
Sesshomar almost thought it a shame that his uncle's first child had been a hanyou at that moment, before quickly dodging the wakazashi and sending out his dokkaisu (sp?) again. This time the boy managed to dodge it, but unfortunately wasn't prepared for when Sesshomaru knocked him to his knees on the recoil of the whip and pulled tokijin from his sheath, aiming it at the boy's neck.
The corners of his mouth turned down.
"You will spend the next two days paying attention to all that happens around you as opposed to one thing at a time. Training will begin again then."
That said, Sesshomaru sheathed Tokijin and turned on his heel to leave. Rayar spoke before he got out of the room entirely though.
"What is the human girl doing here Sesshomaru?" Rayar asked, genuinely curious. From what he knew about Sesshomaru he hated humans, so therefore he shouldn't be there at all. Hanyou's were worse but Rayar knew of Sesshomaru killed him then his name would be sullied. He would lose his lands and title due to dishonor.
Sesshomaru looked at the boy over his shoulder.
"I don't know." He answered, then left. Rayar kicked at a random floorboard. Keh. Liar. He could see his cousin's eyes soften when he looked at the girl, and he paid more attention to her care than most. If Rayar didn't know better he would say he loved the girl, but since that was impossible then it was something else. Maybe she was a matter of honor as well. Maybe she was only here because he gave his word to someone to take care of her, although Rayar couldn't imagine Sesshomaru giving his word to a human.
He shrugged.
His okaa-san would tell him if he asked anyway, so it didn't matter much.
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Sesshomaru walked briskly through the hallways, ignoring the speculative glances the servants gave him. He had forgotten to put his haori, leaving his chest exposed to the light breeze that danced about in his hallways. He turned a corner, so lost in thought that he didn't notice Rin and Sairiah-sama in his path.
Rin walked carefully down the hallway, being careful so that Sairiah-sama wouldn't hit her over the head with her fan again. A lady does walk proper anyways, even if Rin thought that it was folish to learn to walk a different way when one already knew how to walk. But she was supposed to learn, and she left it at that. Her eyes were trained on her feet, although her head was held up. It wouldn't do for her to trip again. Sairiah-sama wouldn't like it.
She was so busy looking at her feet that she didn't notice Sesshomaru pop up seemingly out of nowhere, or hear Sairiah-sama's small gasp and murmered "Sesshomaru-sama." She ran into his chest, looking up and grabbing instinctively for his haori...which wasn't there. Her hands landed on his shoulders as his came up to grab at her sides to keep her from falling.
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Bwahaha! I managed to get enough time to churn out another chapter!!! Which is good because I've been wanting to. I hope you enjoyed it and I'm sorry for the wait. It's just that I do have a lot going on at this point and time alone to write is precious and rare.
Oh well. I'll keep trying to get more chapters done, although I can't make a promise on time. Read and review! ^.^
Apparently a lady never said "'Kay."
She wasn't even supposed to say "Okay!"
The proper grammar to use at moments like that was "Hai ma'am." Or even "Wakatta Sairiah-sama." The latter being better since it showed more respect.
This morning she had been awoken by Nakira at the ungodly hour of five, and told that she had to dress so that when Sairiah-sama came she would be ready for her first lesson. During the time it took to get into her new kimono, which was better than any she had ever owned, Nakira explained that the winged demon was a dragon demon. His true form was much larger, but he was exceptionally powerful and was capable of having a human-ish form at will. His name was Bronislav and he was visiting from some country called Rush-uh. (Russia, for those of you who are like me and think about it for five minutes..) )
The fuzzy demon was a type of raccoon-dog. He served the dragon demon and was called Raito.
Rin thought he was rather silly, seeing as he shook at every sudden motion that happened around him.
After she was dressed Sairiah swept into her room, her chin held high as she looked around at the bedroom. Behind her came a demoness with bright red hair and a number of robes. Sairiah had her set them on the table next to Rin's bedding.
"The first thing I shall teach you today, is how to dress properly." She gave a disdainful glance at the robes Nakira had dressed her in, then nodded her head to indicate Nakira leave the room. She did so with a small bow, her black hair falling in her face. Sairiah watched her go, then abruptly turned to her servant, motioning for the girl to bring forward the robes. Rin looked at the material, holding back a gasp of pleasure. The multiple kimono layers were all intricately designed silks. They were the most expensive clothing Rin had seen in her life, even more so than those of Sairiah.
"Sairiah-sama, are these mine?" She asked, still staring in fascination at the way the embroidery glimmered. Sairiah gave a regal nod.
"Sesshomaru-sama indicated that he wanted only the best for you, seeing as you are his ward. I argued at first, since it is obvious that you are not used to such finery, but eventually gave in, for you do need to get used to all these if you hope to make a good marriage."
Rin blinked. Marriage? Marriage to who? She didn't have time to get married. She had to find out everything about her foggy past that she could. She bit her bottom lip.
"Don't do that!" Sairiah's voice came out harsh and commanding. Rin immediately let go off her bottom lip, a puzzled and slightly alarmed look on her face.
"What..what was it?" Rin asked, wondering is she had somehow managed to spontaneously grow horns or something. Sairiah shook her head.
"A lady never bites on her lip. Ever. It ruins the shape of the mouth. I see I have more to teach than originally thought."
That was what Rin was afraid of.
oooooooooo
Sesshomaru gave another exasperated sigh as Rayar fell backwards. The young hanyou still had much to learn about combat and unfortunately his head seemed to thick for him to learn anything. He couldn't fathom how Nakira delt with the boy and personally, he didn't want to. In all probability she had to threaten him all the time, seeing as that was how to get the best response.
Rayar pushed himself up off the floor and gasped at the sudden shock of pain that went up his side. The wound was already visibly healing, but it still hurt like hell. He glared at Sesshomaru.
"Was it absolutely necessary to use the dokkaisu (sp?) on me Sesshomaru-sama?" He barked out, his humanoid vice giving over to the native tongue of the dog demons. Sesshomaru gave a regal nod.
"You need to learn to dodge objects that move at great speeds." Sesshomaru said, watching as the young boy picked himself up off the floor. His father had been Sesshomaru's half-uncle, a dog demon who had taken up with a human. It seemed to be a reoccuring theme within his family. That is, if one bothered to notice that Inuyasha had wed that human woman from the "future", His father had taken up with the princess Izayoi, and his own uncle had decided that Nakira was the one he wanted. Even though Nakira had been a peasent who seemed incapable of being idle. The only reason she oversaw most of the things in his home was because she was good at managing other servants as well as working. She enjoyed her life in his shoji.
Sesshomaru was thankful that he wasn't that weak or foolish seeing as Inuyasha had had trouble with his miko's past self, His father had been killed for Izayoi, and his Uncle was constantly in battle's with other demon lords over his association. He was so rarely home that his steward watched over the property, and Rayar had been sent to "learn" from his "dear" cousin.
If Sesshomaru didn't know any better he would feel like the boys father. He was older in any case, and he practically raised the boy since childhood. He took responsiblity for the hanyou a few years at a time, refusing to take him at all when he was on patrol. If he had ever done that the boy would have probably got into as many fights as possible.
Rayar glared at his cousin, noting the relaxed, almost bored, stance Sesshomaru had adopted. It was if he represented no challenge at all to the demon lord. It was true, since he was mch weaker than Sesshomaru, but it was still insulting that his abilities were considered so minor that he posed no threat at all.
He charged again, sword raised. His overly long black bangs swept back from his forehead and revealed the crescent moon mark that graced the heads of all the inuyoukai heirs.
Sesshomar almost thought it a shame that his uncle's first child had been a hanyou at that moment, before quickly dodging the wakazashi and sending out his dokkaisu (sp?) again. This time the boy managed to dodge it, but unfortunately wasn't prepared for when Sesshomaru knocked him to his knees on the recoil of the whip and pulled tokijin from his sheath, aiming it at the boy's neck.
The corners of his mouth turned down.
"You will spend the next two days paying attention to all that happens around you as opposed to one thing at a time. Training will begin again then."
That said, Sesshomaru sheathed Tokijin and turned on his heel to leave. Rayar spoke before he got out of the room entirely though.
"What is the human girl doing here Sesshomaru?" Rayar asked, genuinely curious. From what he knew about Sesshomaru he hated humans, so therefore he shouldn't be there at all. Hanyou's were worse but Rayar knew of Sesshomaru killed him then his name would be sullied. He would lose his lands and title due to dishonor.
Sesshomaru looked at the boy over his shoulder.
"I don't know." He answered, then left. Rayar kicked at a random floorboard. Keh. Liar. He could see his cousin's eyes soften when he looked at the girl, and he paid more attention to her care than most. If Rayar didn't know better he would say he loved the girl, but since that was impossible then it was something else. Maybe she was a matter of honor as well. Maybe she was only here because he gave his word to someone to take care of her, although Rayar couldn't imagine Sesshomaru giving his word to a human.
He shrugged.
His okaa-san would tell him if he asked anyway, so it didn't matter much.
oooooooooo
Sesshomaru walked briskly through the hallways, ignoring the speculative glances the servants gave him. He had forgotten to put his haori, leaving his chest exposed to the light breeze that danced about in his hallways. He turned a corner, so lost in thought that he didn't notice Rin and Sairiah-sama in his path.
Rin walked carefully down the hallway, being careful so that Sairiah-sama wouldn't hit her over the head with her fan again. A lady does walk proper anyways, even if Rin thought that it was folish to learn to walk a different way when one already knew how to walk. But she was supposed to learn, and she left it at that. Her eyes were trained on her feet, although her head was held up. It wouldn't do for her to trip again. Sairiah-sama wouldn't like it.
She was so busy looking at her feet that she didn't notice Sesshomaru pop up seemingly out of nowhere, or hear Sairiah-sama's small gasp and murmered "Sesshomaru-sama." She ran into his chest, looking up and grabbing instinctively for his haori...which wasn't there. Her hands landed on his shoulders as his came up to grab at her sides to keep her from falling.
ooooooooo
Bwahaha! I managed to get enough time to churn out another chapter!!! Which is good because I've been wanting to. I hope you enjoyed it and I'm sorry for the wait. It's just that I do have a lot going on at this point and time alone to write is precious and rare.
Oh well. I'll keep trying to get more chapters done, although I can't make a promise on time. Read and review! ^.^