InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Petals in the Wind ❯ Duodecimus: Of Demons and Situations ( Chapter 12 )
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By: Odi et amo 
Kanashimi cries, Rayar is described and Bronislav says the unexpected...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Psychological / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.27.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 207 | Status: Work In Progress
Kanashimi cries, Rayar is described and Bronislav says the unexpected...
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Psychological / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.27.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 207 | Status: Work In Progress
Kanashimi calmly walked back to her rooms shortly after regaining her composure. The only hint that she had even let one tear fall was the way sunlight glimmered on vertical dry spots going down her face, and the slight redness around her eyes. It wasn't though she had meant to cry, it was just that Rayars kiss had been a first. Not the first time her lips had met anothers, but the first time it had been in something other than lust. It made her so ashamed. She was suddenly very aware of the countless men she had been with, of thr disgust she had felt as they ran their hands over her body.
It hurt to think that she was tainted beyond repair. She knew that demons had noses more sensitive than a humans, she knew that he could undoubtedly smell how much she had been used. There was no way that he could even think of loving her in any other way but physical. She wasn't worth it. She wasn't worth...anything.
Tears started rolling down her cheeks again and before anyone could take notice she ran the rest of the way to her room and closed the door behind her.
Her body fell down in a graceful slump as she wrapped her arms around herself and tried to keep her sobs quiet.
oooooooooo
Rin wasn't sure how it happened exactly, but the moment their lips touched she was dragged to him and enclosed within his arms, and ended up in a position where she was half on his lap, half on the floor. From there the kiss deepened and before either of them noticed she was laying back and he was pulling down the collar of her kimono to expose her collarbone and shoulders. For a few seconds his gaze rested on an indefinable place near the base of her neck and the beginning curve of her shoulders, before his lips found hers again.
She gasped when they left again and begand travelling down her jaw and throat. One of his hands moved to her hips, the other to grab her leg and wrap it around his hips, his own pressing down into hers. His lips started nibbling at the spot he had gazed at earlier, and she was both shocked and thrilled when she felt his fangs scraping over her flesh. Unconsciously her hips rocked, pressing into his and he let out a growl, his eyes going red for a few seconds.
They were both lost in such a haze of desire that neither noticed the footsteps running down the hall, nor the sound of the door opening. It wasn't until the sound of a high-pitched voice squaking in an obnoxious manner that both of them abruptly turned to their senses.
Jaken on the other hand, had seemed to lost his. Immediately after noticing the two on the floor of Sesshomaru-sama's study his voice died away to a soft whisper.
Sesshomaru quickly hopped off Rin and began straightening his clothing to the best of his ability whil trying to maintain his dignity. Rin was pulling down the bottom half of her kimono so that it covered her legs again, her face a bright red.
"Yes Jaken?" Sesshomaru's voice came out colder than normal, and Jaken swallowed before speaking again.
"Mi..milord there is a missive from Lord Shozu!" He said, pulling out a piece of glowing lime green paper from his pocket and running over to Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru took it with a scowl as Jaken ran back out of the room as fast as his short legs could carry him.
Rin stared at the floor in embarrassment the entire time. What on earth had possessed her? Allowing that to happen! Here! With him! Even though it had been the most wonderful kiss of her life overall it was still shocking that she allow her lord to touch her the way he did. And to respond! She wasn't supposed to do that with anyone other than her husband, and Sesshomaru was most definitely not her husband.
So did that kisss mean he was interested in her as a wife?
No..no.. She had listened to Nakira and according to her, Sesshomaru would ever take a human to wife, as a mate. He wouldn't even touch a human!!!
So why did he touch her? Why would he do something so...intimate with a being he hated? Why would he do anything he had been doing for her if he hated all humans? His actions confused her...
Needless to say, if they confused her, they confused Sesshomaru all the more. Unfortunately for Sesshomaru he was now physically frustrated, and thanks to the missive, angry as well. Not that his face revealed it at all. The black letters burned brightly in his mind, even as the images from the last half hour imprinted themself in his sytem.
He ripped the letter to shreds and looked at Rin. Her head was still bowed down, although her cheeks had returned to their normal color. She was gripping the corners of her kimono, holding against her bosom to try and keep her modesty from his wandering eyes. And his eyes did wander. Up the curve of her back t the base of her neck, where a red mark lay against her skin, a testament to what he had almost done. He had almost marked her as his.
What on earth had possessed him! Allowing that to happen! Here! With her! Granted the overall experiance had been mind-blowing and control shattering, but maybe that was the problem. He had long ago figured out that he cared not a wit about her humanity, but her relationship to him was a severe problem. She was, after all, his ward. And a ward was meant to be protected, to be taught, to be raised and sheltered, but not too much so. They were not to be made love to. They were not there to mark and mate to.
But he could sort out those thoughts later. Right now he needed to prepare for an unexpected and unwanted guest.
Without a word he left the room.
oooooooooo
"What do you mean you don't love me?!?!?!?!"
"I never said I did! You just assumed so because Kanashimi is a little too honest at times!"
"Kami-sama bless her for that! Why don't you love me?!"
"Leave me alone!"
He was still following her. A rather irritating fact seeing as she just wanted to be alone in her embarrassment, but at the same time thrilling. Not that she thought so. No. No she didn't. As a matter of fact Sairiah found the foreign lord irritating, obstinate, high-handed, romantic, handsome, intelligent, amusing....What! Where did those thoughts come from?!
She whirled around with the specific purpose of giving him a piece of her mind.
She was abruptly pulled into a pair of strong arms as his mouth crashed down on hers. She stiffened and pushed him away, turning her mouth from his. His arms didn't budge.
"Let me go you brute!" She demanded, her tone less sharp than earlier. His black eyes twinkled merrily.
"You taste like mochi." Was his answer to her demand. Her mouth fell open. Why of all the... " I like mochi."
He kissed her again. She didn't push him away this time. Instead she bit his lip. Or attempted to at least. Right as her fangs elongated out his lips hardened and became almost like...rocks...? She pulled away and stared at his mouth in amazement, even as one of his eyebrows rose. She watched in amazement as his mouth softened before her eyes, the words coming out indistinct and fuzzy to her stunned mind, but still articulate enough to understand.
"You seem to forget that dragons can turn into stone, as well as take on humanoid forms."
Sairiah was stunned. Three forms? How was that possible? She looked back into his eyes, her body relaxing a little when she saw that for once hsi gaze wasn't filled with humor. Instead he looked as though serious. The words that came out of his mouth next were a shock to her. No one had ever told her anything like that in her life.
"i understand that you don't know me that well, and that I, in essence, am a stranger to you. But I am hoping you'll overlook my differences and my unfamiliarity so that I can have a chance. All I want is to be able to woo you, and ultimately convince you to be my mate. I'm not sure why, and I'm not the type to question my feelings. I can honestly say that you're the first woman, human or demon, that I have ever come across that has actually made me want to settle down. I want a family, and I want one with you. If you reject me, I swear I won't bother you again. But I will be thinking about you every day for the rest of my immortal life."
His arms loosened from her, and she had to grab onto his shirt for a few seconds to keep her balance. When she let go he grabbed her hand, gave another odd bow over it, and turned to walk away. It took all her willpower to not call out to him.
oooooooooo
After maybe an hour Kanashimi's tears dried up. By that time both Bronislav and Sairiah had returned to the castle, seperately, Rin had gone to her rooms to fix her kimono, and Sesshomaru was off doing Kami-sama knows what to make the servants run about in such a flustered manner.
Rayar was sitting outside her door.
He didn't mean to, honestly, but he couldn't help it. Upon going back into the dojo he had felt as though something was wrong with the world. He wasn't able to concentrate, and Kanashimi's pale face kept popping up in his mind.
It was only when he smelled the salt of her tears that he knew something was wrong. But fear held him back from opening the door. He didn't want to open it, only to find out that it was his fault she was crying. He suspected it, but suspicions and confirmation were two different things. So he sat outside her door instead, head bent, black bangs shadowing his golden eyes from view. His hair was down, covering only the top of his shoulders, but doing well to cover his face and pointed ears. A scowl covered his boyishly handsome features.
And then her door slid open and she stepped out, only to look down and see the source of her agony sitting outside her door, looking for all the world like he was waiting for her.
The tears welled up again.
oooooooooo
Mmmmkay...so for those of you who haven't gotten this yet from the entire story, basically Rayar is tall, but not as tall as Sesshomaru, has gold eyes, black hair that is typically worn in a Koga style ponytail, pointed ears, a blue crescent on his forehead, and darkly tanned skin. Think Inuyasha-like features, only his nose is more of a Sesshomaru type. He's a handsome lad! Appears to be 18ish....
So yeah....
It hurt to think that she was tainted beyond repair. She knew that demons had noses more sensitive than a humans, she knew that he could undoubtedly smell how much she had been used. There was no way that he could even think of loving her in any other way but physical. She wasn't worth it. She wasn't worth...anything.
Tears started rolling down her cheeks again and before anyone could take notice she ran the rest of the way to her room and closed the door behind her.
Her body fell down in a graceful slump as she wrapped her arms around herself and tried to keep her sobs quiet.
oooooooooo
Rin wasn't sure how it happened exactly, but the moment their lips touched she was dragged to him and enclosed within his arms, and ended up in a position where she was half on his lap, half on the floor. From there the kiss deepened and before either of them noticed she was laying back and he was pulling down the collar of her kimono to expose her collarbone and shoulders. For a few seconds his gaze rested on an indefinable place near the base of her neck and the beginning curve of her shoulders, before his lips found hers again.
She gasped when they left again and begand travelling down her jaw and throat. One of his hands moved to her hips, the other to grab her leg and wrap it around his hips, his own pressing down into hers. His lips started nibbling at the spot he had gazed at earlier, and she was both shocked and thrilled when she felt his fangs scraping over her flesh. Unconsciously her hips rocked, pressing into his and he let out a growl, his eyes going red for a few seconds.
They were both lost in such a haze of desire that neither noticed the footsteps running down the hall, nor the sound of the door opening. It wasn't until the sound of a high-pitched voice squaking in an obnoxious manner that both of them abruptly turned to their senses.
Jaken on the other hand, had seemed to lost his. Immediately after noticing the two on the floor of Sesshomaru-sama's study his voice died away to a soft whisper.
Sesshomaru quickly hopped off Rin and began straightening his clothing to the best of his ability whil trying to maintain his dignity. Rin was pulling down the bottom half of her kimono so that it covered her legs again, her face a bright red.
"Yes Jaken?" Sesshomaru's voice came out colder than normal, and Jaken swallowed before speaking again.
"Mi..milord there is a missive from Lord Shozu!" He said, pulling out a piece of glowing lime green paper from his pocket and running over to Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru took it with a scowl as Jaken ran back out of the room as fast as his short legs could carry him.
Rin stared at the floor in embarrassment the entire time. What on earth had possessed her? Allowing that to happen! Here! With him! Even though it had been the most wonderful kiss of her life overall it was still shocking that she allow her lord to touch her the way he did. And to respond! She wasn't supposed to do that with anyone other than her husband, and Sesshomaru was most definitely not her husband.
So did that kisss mean he was interested in her as a wife?
No..no.. She had listened to Nakira and according to her, Sesshomaru would ever take a human to wife, as a mate. He wouldn't even touch a human!!!
So why did he touch her? Why would he do something so...intimate with a being he hated? Why would he do anything he had been doing for her if he hated all humans? His actions confused her...
Needless to say, if they confused her, they confused Sesshomaru all the more. Unfortunately for Sesshomaru he was now physically frustrated, and thanks to the missive, angry as well. Not that his face revealed it at all. The black letters burned brightly in his mind, even as the images from the last half hour imprinted themself in his sytem.
He ripped the letter to shreds and looked at Rin. Her head was still bowed down, although her cheeks had returned to their normal color. She was gripping the corners of her kimono, holding against her bosom to try and keep her modesty from his wandering eyes. And his eyes did wander. Up the curve of her back t the base of her neck, where a red mark lay against her skin, a testament to what he had almost done. He had almost marked her as his.
What on earth had possessed him! Allowing that to happen! Here! With her! Granted the overall experiance had been mind-blowing and control shattering, but maybe that was the problem. He had long ago figured out that he cared not a wit about her humanity, but her relationship to him was a severe problem. She was, after all, his ward. And a ward was meant to be protected, to be taught, to be raised and sheltered, but not too much so. They were not to be made love to. They were not there to mark and mate to.
But he could sort out those thoughts later. Right now he needed to prepare for an unexpected and unwanted guest.
Without a word he left the room.
oooooooooo
"What do you mean you don't love me?!?!?!?!"
"I never said I did! You just assumed so because Kanashimi is a little too honest at times!"
"Kami-sama bless her for that! Why don't you love me?!"
"Leave me alone!"
He was still following her. A rather irritating fact seeing as she just wanted to be alone in her embarrassment, but at the same time thrilling. Not that she thought so. No. No she didn't. As a matter of fact Sairiah found the foreign lord irritating, obstinate, high-handed, romantic, handsome, intelligent, amusing....What! Where did those thoughts come from?!
She whirled around with the specific purpose of giving him a piece of her mind.
She was abruptly pulled into a pair of strong arms as his mouth crashed down on hers. She stiffened and pushed him away, turning her mouth from his. His arms didn't budge.
"Let me go you brute!" She demanded, her tone less sharp than earlier. His black eyes twinkled merrily.
"You taste like mochi." Was his answer to her demand. Her mouth fell open. Why of all the... " I like mochi."
He kissed her again. She didn't push him away this time. Instead she bit his lip. Or attempted to at least. Right as her fangs elongated out his lips hardened and became almost like...rocks...? She pulled away and stared at his mouth in amazement, even as one of his eyebrows rose. She watched in amazement as his mouth softened before her eyes, the words coming out indistinct and fuzzy to her stunned mind, but still articulate enough to understand.
"You seem to forget that dragons can turn into stone, as well as take on humanoid forms."
Sairiah was stunned. Three forms? How was that possible? She looked back into his eyes, her body relaxing a little when she saw that for once hsi gaze wasn't filled with humor. Instead he looked as though serious. The words that came out of his mouth next were a shock to her. No one had ever told her anything like that in her life.
"i understand that you don't know me that well, and that I, in essence, am a stranger to you. But I am hoping you'll overlook my differences and my unfamiliarity so that I can have a chance. All I want is to be able to woo you, and ultimately convince you to be my mate. I'm not sure why, and I'm not the type to question my feelings. I can honestly say that you're the first woman, human or demon, that I have ever come across that has actually made me want to settle down. I want a family, and I want one with you. If you reject me, I swear I won't bother you again. But I will be thinking about you every day for the rest of my immortal life."
His arms loosened from her, and she had to grab onto his shirt for a few seconds to keep her balance. When she let go he grabbed her hand, gave another odd bow over it, and turned to walk away. It took all her willpower to not call out to him.
oooooooooo
After maybe an hour Kanashimi's tears dried up. By that time both Bronislav and Sairiah had returned to the castle, seperately, Rin had gone to her rooms to fix her kimono, and Sesshomaru was off doing Kami-sama knows what to make the servants run about in such a flustered manner.
Rayar was sitting outside her door.
He didn't mean to, honestly, but he couldn't help it. Upon going back into the dojo he had felt as though something was wrong with the world. He wasn't able to concentrate, and Kanashimi's pale face kept popping up in his mind.
It was only when he smelled the salt of her tears that he knew something was wrong. But fear held him back from opening the door. He didn't want to open it, only to find out that it was his fault she was crying. He suspected it, but suspicions and confirmation were two different things. So he sat outside her door instead, head bent, black bangs shadowing his golden eyes from view. His hair was down, covering only the top of his shoulders, but doing well to cover his face and pointed ears. A scowl covered his boyishly handsome features.
And then her door slid open and she stepped out, only to look down and see the source of her agony sitting outside her door, looking for all the world like he was waiting for her.
The tears welled up again.
oooooooooo
Mmmmkay...so for those of you who haven't gotten this yet from the entire story, basically Rayar is tall, but not as tall as Sesshomaru, has gold eyes, black hair that is typically worn in a Koga style ponytail, pointed ears, a blue crescent on his forehead, and darkly tanned skin. Think Inuyasha-like features, only his nose is more of a Sesshomaru type. He's a handsome lad! Appears to be 18ish....
So yeah....