InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Red Lantern ❯ The Sword ( Chapter 2 )

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Red Lantern

Chapter 2: The Sword

Author's Note:

Oh crap! I'm so sorry! I just realized that put chapter 2 of Rules of Miroku instead of this when I was editing! I'm sooooooo sorry! Please forgive me everyone!

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Chinese Glossary ~

N/A: I'm Chinese myself, but I'm not 100% sure on the spelling of these words/phrases. If anyone knows for sure, tell me! They are in order they appear in the story.

Shei: "Who?"

Xiexie: "Thank you."

Lai le: "Coming!" or "Here!"

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Author's POV~

Kagome, now back at her own room, sits while reading a novel. Suddenly, she hears a swish of air. 'Someone practicing with a sword…?'

Peeking outside the window, she sees a young man, perhaps somewhere her age, training with a large and beautiful sword. She stares, awed by the grace of his movements.

She suddenly noticed the man using the sword. She gasped in wonder and surprise. He had long, black hair, unrestrained by anything, had a good built, and, at closer inspection, beautifully colored and flashing with life, violet eyes.

'Shua…?'

She put her book down and stepped outside. Finding a passing servant woman, she asked, "Who is the young man practicing with a sword?"

The woman dropped her head respectively. "Ah, Lady, that is the young master, Inu Yasha. He is heir to the estate and the son of the Master and his first wife."

"Xiexie."

The woman rushed off, while Kagome leaned against a wall and stared at Inu Yasha.

After a while, Inu Yasha stopped. He wiped sweat from his brow and looked into Kagome's eyes. "You've been staring for a while, wench!"

Kagome was appalled. To use such language in front of a lady! "Sir, I'm deeply sorry for staring."

"You better be!"

"I said I was sorry!" Kagome's temper rose.

"Who are you, anyway?" Inu Yasha asked, a bit embarrassed.

"The Master's fourth and newest wife," was the smug reply. Although Kagome hated her new marriage, being married to a powerful man had their uses.

"Oh… So the old bastard got a new whore, right?" Inu Yasha sneered.

"Sir, I think that's no way to talk about your own father!" Kagome exclaimed.

"So," Inu Yasha said, "you already know who I am."

Kagome lowered her head and nodded. "Yes, Young Master."

"You never told me your name," Inu Yasha said, in a quieter tone.

"Kagome, sir."

"Kagome, huh? Well, how'd you know I was out here?"

"I heard you practicing with your sword, and decided to investigate."

"Tetsusaiga is a Japanese sword. It means, 'Iron Pulverizing Fang.' I got it a long time ago."

At the word, "Japanese," Kagome jumped. "Do you know any Japanese?" she asked eagerly. "I was studying it at the university when I had to stop, and-" Suddenly she stopped. What in the world had possessed her to spill all of that to a mere stranger? 'Kagome, maybe the lack of company is really starting to mess with your head,' she gently chided herself.

Inu Yasha, too, was surprised. 'So she's not just some bimbo the Master picked up from the streets. Interesting.' "Yes, I know Japanese. You went to a university?"

Kagome nodded. "Yes, I did. I was studying there when my father informed me that I was to marry to the Master."

'Forced marriage…? This is getting more and more amusing.' "I see."

Suddenly, Kagome heard a voice calling her name. She whirled around. "Lia le!"

Turning back to look at Inu Yasha, she said shyly. "It was nice meeting you, Inu Yasha. I hope I see you again."

Inu Yasha blushed. "Same here," he gruffly replied.

Kagome turned and ran to where the voice came from. Turning around one last time, she waved goodbye.

'Now that's strange… My bastard father had actually married a woman that's worthy. Too bad he's not…!' Inu Yasha thought. Suddenly, she shook his head. "What am I talking about? She's married, to my father, in fact!" he asked out load.

Inu Yasha glanced around the courtyard. It would not do to have people think he was crazy.

Meanwhile, Kagome was also thinking. 'So that's the Master's heir…Who would have thought he'd be so… handsome!' Reaching the voice, which turned out to be a maid's, she was requested to return to her room.

Back in her room, Kagome quickly went to the chest at the end of her bed.

The beautifully carved rosewood chest was a gift from her late mother, and it and everything in it was a piece of her unmarried life. She opened the carefully packed chest.

Instantly, the scent of roses flew up into her face. Kagome breathed in her mother's scent deeply. Thinking about her mother, she almost forgot her motive.

Shaking her head impatiently, she dug into the chest. She flipped up neatly folded clothes and other mementos of her childhood. When she did not find what she was looking for, she led out an exasperated sigh.

She looked through everything again. Suddenly, she remembered her personal servant.

"Sayo! SAYO!" she called.

A young girl, maybe 13 or 14, rushed into her room. Bowing her head respectfully, she mumbled, "Yes, Lady Kagome?"

"Sayo, have you taken anything from my chest?"

"No, Lady Kagome. I have not taken anything. I have, however, cleaned it out."

"When did you do that?" Kagome asked carefully. She did not like the way the young girl quietly moved around.

"Oh, a few days ago…" Sayo said carelessly. "Is anything missing?"

"A sword… A sword my grandfather gave to me…" Kagome said, once again getting lost in thought.

Sayo giggled. "What would a woman do with a sword? Especially a Chinese one? Swords are toys for men!"

Kagome snapped back to reality. "What are you talking about? This one is not used for fighting! It is used to grace a room!"

Sayo shook her head, still barely interested. "Well, it looked pretty sharp when I got to it!"

Sayo gasped once she realized what she said. "I-I mean, Lady K-kagome, that-"

"Sayo. You lied to me?" Kagome's voice shook with silent rage.

"Yes-I mean no! Lady, please-"

Kagome's patience reached its end. "Lying to a fool once, and he believes you. Lying to him twice, however…"

Sayo's eyes filled with tears at Kagome's words. She fell to her knees. "Lady, please-PLEASE- forgive me! I promise you, I did not take your sword! Please! I swear I didn't!"

Kagome's eyes didn't lose the unmerciful glaze. "No… you will lead to your quarters and let me look through all your things."

Sayo's eyes widened. "N-no! Lady, I swear I don't have it! Please don't!"

Kagome felt a twitch of pity. When had she become so unmerciful… so cruel? However, pride and wanting blocked the thoughts from reaching her. "No, Sayo. You will let me search."

Sayo nodded; there was nothing she could possibly do.

Kagome reached up and pulled Sayo off the ground. "Come." Her command was said so coldly, Kagome herself did not recognize it.

Sayo, by now, was crying. Tears ran in rivers down her young skin. All she could do was lead her mistress to her room.

Sayo led Kagome to her quarters, a small, crude hut.

For one last time, Sayo tried to convince Kagome not to invade her privacy. "Please, Lady, don't do this! I don't h-have your sword!"

Kagome glared. All these excuses let her to be more and more suspicious of the teenage girl. She pushed her aside and went into the room.

She gasped at the sight that greeted her eyes.

"S-sayo… How could y-you…?"

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Ah… I love cliffies. They make me want to scream! And besides, it also makes you, the reader, want to kill me! And believe me! I can work a lot fast when there are death threats coming at me! Haha. Next chapter, "Unexpected Hate"!

So here's the deal: first person to answer who Sayo is from the book and can guess correctly who the Master is gets a gift fic, meaning I'll write a story dedicated to. It won't be more (I hope) than 20 chapters, and can be in any genre but mystery, action/adventure, poetry, horror, or Sci-fi. Sorry, but I just don't do well in those categories. Just give me a general idea of what you want, or, even better, let me write with my own ideas. Sound fair?