InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Polar ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

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Author's Note: Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry for the long hiatus. Things have been beyond crazy the past god only knows how many months. I have been writing, which is important. But what's more important, to me at least, is that I've gone over the previous chapters and fixed the many many many errors. Most of which involved spelling, it appears my word processor wasn't catching all my silly little brain farts. BUT HAVE NO FEAR!!!!! Microsoft FrontPage is here! And the spell check actually works.

 

Like I mentioned before, sorry for the delay. College and work and lots of other particulars (like insanity) have kept me quite the busy lately. But my insomnia is back (oh how I've missed thee) so that means lots of [adult swim] and story writing. Which is good for you readers. I think that's all folks. Enjoy. ^_^

 

~nEo~

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Polar

Chapter 3

 

    Her carriage arrived late into the evening, which was by no fault her own, but he was still irate as he watched her entrance from a high balcony. She was dressed in travel clothes of lavander and white, with a sedge hat and veil covering her face. Customary of women of her class the wear when leaving their homes for long trips. The fabrics appeared to be of the finest silks, and he was amused at her father's unsuccessful attempts to impress him. He had no interest in Hiroshi-sama's half-breed daughter, despite the flourish he went through to make her pleasing to the eye. Everything about the situation was beneath him, but he would do right by Rin. Even if it meant tolerating this hanyou.

 

Servents led her in, and he turned from his perch on the balcony. He would not greet her yet. She didn't deserve it. In the morning he would notify her of her duties and then continue with his patrols. That would give her ample time to let all anger sweat out. Anger which was well deserved, and of which he had no intention of subjecting himself to. He returned to his study, going over letters of invitation and grievances. He cared little for any of them. When Jakken came to tell him of the girls arrival, and he simply nodded before ordering no more interruptions. She did not take preference over diplomatic duty.

 

Much later that night, as he sat outside watching the leaves fall, a thought crossed his mind that he may have gotten himself into something a lot bigger then what he intended. For a moment his impassive veneer was broken by a frown. Slight and barely discernible, it was gone within a matter of seconds. He finally rose to retire to his room, her stench heavy in the air.

 

In the morning he received a letter bearing the seal of Kirin-sama. Breaking the red wax, he scrolled over the delicate writing before refolding it and stowing it away in a wooden box. It seemed he wouldn't meet the girl as planned. Calling in the closet servant, he informed him that he would be gone for a few days. Jaken was to be put in charge in his absence. The younger man bowed his head,

 

"Is that all My Lord?"

 

Adjusting the swords at his side he replied, "Make sure our new addition does not go exploring."

 

"Hai, My Lord. I hope you have a safe and productive trip, Sesshou-maru-sama." The servant shuffled out of the room after another bow and he watched him go with mild interest. A visit to the north was never safe or productive. Kirin-sama was hardly known for his pleasure with the Inugami of the West. There hadn't been war between the two lands, but there was always disagreement on the proper way to rule, and because of this he made a point to avoid being in the presence Kirin-sama as much as it could be permitted.

 

The letter had been simple and straight to the point. The lord requested his appearance at court as soon as it could be arranged for there was much to discuss. He gave no clue as to what it was they would be holding court over, but asking for his attendance was enough to make it important.

 

He ventured into the gardens, hearing Rin's voice as she partook in her daily flower picking routine. She looked up as he approached, but continued to sing softly as she braided the stems of two flowers together. He could still hear the sickness in her chest, but the herbs were working. She seemed to be returning to her usual self, bouncy and loud. It was still too cold for her to be outside, especially if she insisted on wearing that silly kimono, already a size too small and with several stitches made to repair holes.

 

"Ohayou, Sesshou-maru-sama." She smiled brightly. "I'm making Jaken-san a crown for when I go back inside. Would you like one?"

 

He stopped walking and looked down at the smudges of dirt on her knees, "You should be inside. You are still not well."

 

She shrugged and picked up another flower, "I feel fine. And these are the last of the flowers before the frost comes."

 

"Hmm," he nodded, looking past her at the turning foliage. She started humming and they stayed like that for several moments. Finally she put down the half finished flower crown and gazed up at him.

 

"You are leaving again, My Lord."

 

"Hai."

 

"Well then, I shall have to finish this before you go."

 

He ignored how she once again pressed the issue. "Your moriyahu arrived last night. She is being housed in the servant quarters. You are to go and show her to the room that was prepared."

 

She frowned a little and picked up the flowers, "I don't want her. I want to stay here and play."

 

"I will not go over this with you again, Rin. You are well past the age that one should be receiving lessons."

 

"Then why not have Jaken-san teach me?"

 

"Jaken has other responsibilities besides you. Your moriyahu will teach your studies and the proper way a lady is to behave. Jakken hardly has the expertise." She continued to sulk as she finished the crown.

 

"Finish what you are doing and then go find her. Make sure you are given your tea before noon."

 

The frown deepened and she gave a quiet sigh. "Hai, My Lord."

 

His departure was taking longer then he intended and he turned, starting back towards the shiro. He heard Rin stand up after him.

 

"Wait," she called out, "Your flowers. I think they may be too small, they were supposed to be for Jaken-san but..." She trailed off when he turned back around and narrowed his eyes at the yellow petals.

 

"Here," she held the crown up and he took it.

 

"I hope you have a pleasant trip My Lord," she said with another smile before running off. He stared down at the flowers a little longer, wondering briefly why he bothered to indulge her such before watching her go off. The bottoms of her feet where brown and he called after her.

 

"Hai, My Lord," she slowed to a walk and turned to look at him, still moving.

 

"Bathe."

 

She was running again, splitting the calm morning air with her laughter. He waited until she was inside before he placed the flowers inside his robes.       

 

 

[hanyou - half demon, half human]

[Ohayou - Good Morning]

[hai - yes]

[moriyahu - guardian or nanny]

[shiro - castle]