InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Siren Sisters ❯ Settling ( Chapter 3 )

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CHAPTER THREE: SETTLING

 

“By the blazing fires of hell, who do you thin-“ Kagome's throat caught as golden eyes laid upon her own. “Who…ho…”

 

Her sisters looked from her to the white haired man, though it was easy to see he wasn't really a man. He had white hair sweeping past his waist, claws that were clean and trimmed, two white furry dog ears behind his snowy bangs, and his molten golden eyes brewed with annoyance. He had a nice build, shoulders broad in the first stages of manhood, and a soft yet square jaw. His firm lips tugged down in a frown as he stared at Kagome, who was rendered speechless by his sun light orbs.

 

Rin leaned towards Sango to whisper, “I think Kagome has lost her tongue.”

 

Sango nodded but grinned slightly, “and the way he be looking at her, I bet a cow she'll find it soon enough.”

 

The man turned to a flat on her butt Kagome, and quirked a surprisingly dark brow, crossing his arms. “Watch where you're going wench.”

 

Rin and Sango quickly stood straight as their eyes went wide in surprise. And that statement seemed to snap Kagome from her stupor. Her brows lowered dangerously, dark eyes kindling with heat, and she had half a mind to sneer at him. But instead she stood, dusting herself off, keeping her eyes on the stranger. He heard her sisters back a step.

 

The girl with dark tan hair in a high ponytail peeked from behind Kagome, and spoke so he'd understand, “if I be you, I'd run for my britches by now.”

 

The man took it seriously as he saw the girl's fist ball. But he smirked, never backing from a challenge. Instead of reacting, Kagome spoke to her sister. “Sango, did this pig face just call me a wench?”

 

Instead of answering, Sango pulled a few coins from her pocket and turned to Rin, “two silvers says that Kagome wins?”

 

Rin snorted, “Are you fooling? Four silvers and loser makes dinner.”

 

Sango and Rin shook on it, ready for a show. But the man saw the exchange, and a notch of caution rose. He examined the girl in front of him, tense as a strung bow, giving him glares that he's never seen. She stood straight and proud, her small frame taking a height of its own. Her dress interested him, as it was simple, but showed her almost bare shoulders and a tight garment traced her slim waist. Though it still covered slightly pushed up full breasts, her skin was a light tan and her thick black hair braided to her bottom. Feet spread, she stood in a stance he'd never seen, and her dark eyes wished death upon him. But he hesitated, looking deep into those annoyed heated eyes, seeing something he hadn't seen in years. He gulped. She was curvy, and her legs were long…

 

“Listen here, dog boy, nobody, I mean nobody calls me wench! You will pay dearly for that one word.” She hissed at him, and just now, people were taking notice of the tense air.

 

“Run while you still can!” the girl with wavy brown hair and serious green eyes hissed at him, and her sister beside slapped her silent.

 

Run? Why would he run? She was nothing but a woman, a wench, and they told him to run? It was she who should be running for her insolence. He smirked again, showing off his pearly white fangs, and stood as her, eyeing her down. To his surprise, she intensified the glare instead of backing down.

 

“Oh no, he just sealed his fate. I just hope he has a nice funeral,” Sango muttered.

 

Silence. He was about to say something…

 

“Inuyasha! Damn it! I leave you alone for one minute and you're already picking fights! With women no less! For shame my friend, for shame!” all heads turned to a laughing voice, and out from the people came a man grabbed in long purple robes, sandals on his feet, and a staff with a gold ring head in his hand. His violet eyes were bright, his features handsome, and he wore his short hair in a small ponytail, with two piercings on one ear. As he approached, he waggled a finger at Inuyasha, making a tsking noise. And strangely, Sango found a slight heat rising to her cheeks.

 

The hanyou snorted and brooded, waiting as his friend came. “What are you doing here monk? Didn't I leave you home?”

 

“Ah, but you see, I couldn't let you go hunting by yourself, you scare them away too easily.” The monk easily avoided the swipe as it came, and calmly set his eyes upon the lovely three women before him. One with black hair was still glowering at Inuyasha, while the other two looked at him with interest. He smiled at them, and one giggled and waved at him, while the other avoided his gaze by crossing her arms.

 

“And what do we have here? Two fair young maidens that shine when the sun kisses them with its rays.” The greened eyed one giggled again, while the other rolled her eyes. He took the giggler's hands, making her sister bristle, and worked his charms. “You certainly seem giddy, may I ask your name giddy maiden?”

 

She blushed, “you may, and it's Rin. And you sir?”

 

His brows crossed but he smiled, “I'm sorry, your accent is new to me, but I am a man of Buddha, a monk with the spirit in mind. But my closest call me Miroku, as you may. Do you mind if I ask you something Rin?”

 

She shook her head, keeping in mind the dangerous growl that Sango was emitting. But she yipped when he suddenly took her in a one armed embrace, lifting a dramatic hand to the sky, and making her snort uncontrollably. “Dearest Rin, for years I have searched and searched, but came unsuccessful for a woman to carry my family line. So I ask you now, beautiful maiden will you honor me and bear my first born?”

 

By now, Rin was struggling to hold it in, but Sango took notice of the hand that traveled down to territory forbidden to him. When it stopped to get a nice feel of Rin's bum, she snarled, and with amazing speed, punched the so called `monk' upside the head. He landed flat on his face, and Sango fumed as Rin burst into hysterical laughter.

 

“How dare you touch my sister you lying, low living scum! And you call yourself a holy man. Monk my ass, you spit upon the title with your dirty mind and perverted hands!”

 

Miroku got up and held up his hands to the stalking Sango, nervously laughing as he backed. “You mistake me my lady! I had all honorable intentions in mind!”

 

“So you do admit it!” too angry to go on, Sango reverted to her favorite tongue, “you shit eating, pig faced, rat nosed, scum bucket licker, sin's right hand man! I'll make you eat those words if it's the last thing I'll do!”

 

“Way to go Miroku,” Inuyasha drawled lamely as Miroku came to hid behind him, “not only did you make her angry, you gave her good cause.”

 

“Don't be giving me lectures when you still have a girl of your own to fight!”

 

“What you mean this scrawny wench?”

 

Kagome bristled much more than Sango, “I told you, no body calls me wench! Prepare to have your ears ripped off and handed to you!”

 

Shocking Inuyasha, Kagome pounced with a speed unseen, except by her sisters. Rin was suddenly there and held back a snarling Kagome before she did good on her threat.

 

“Come on! I think we should be going now!” hauling Kagome down the port, Sango glared at the monk before getting Kagome's truck as well and surprising the guys by easily lifting hers to her shoulder and dragging her sister's. Kagome all the while, was thinking and speaking every threat that was ever made.

 

“—low life of a man! I've seen donkeys with prettier asses than your ugly pig face! I hope you slide to hell down a rocky shot, blooding you bum raw and then Satan boil you alive in tar!” her last breath spent, Kagome stopped struggling against Rin and composed herself straight again, calmly walking down the port and gathering her trunk from Sango. Rin was grinning.

 

“That was new, and since when have donkeys had pretty asses?”

 

Kagome tossed her braid back and huffed, easily lifting her to carry her trunk with both hands, “since the day I met a boy as ugly as him.”

 

Sango snorted, “Didn't seem that way to me. One look at him and you fell apart.”

 

Kagome ignored her, refusing to comment on it. Truth was, she had fallen apart. He was handsome no doubt, in a rugged, rough way, much like she liked. And those eyes…well, lets not get started on those. But her heart was taken, given to another boy in another time. If her hands weren't full, she'd finger the vial at her neck, filled with the light purple petals of lavender the boy had given her twelve years ago. It was much too bad she never knew his name, otherwise she would have written. The morning after she had met him, a letter came telling her father's father had died, leaving the farm to him and all he possessed. It hadn't taken much convincing for her mother to go along, wanting to leave and get away from tax ridden land, and Sango being but a baby and she herself a child, and Rin on the way, no complaints were spoken. But maybe all things had turned out for the best. They ran a successful breeding farm, famous one at that, and Kagome had a childhood most could dream of, happy sunny days and warm closed in winters. She almost regretted though she couldn't have taken the boy with her. She wondered where he was now, being a fine man of nice build, hair as long and black as her own, with those silver eyes flashing at her. She could shiver. So many nights, so many dreams.

 

“So, where do you think he is?” Sango snapped her from her thoughts, being her to the matter at hand.

 

“Who?”

 

Rin rolled her green eyes, “Granda of course, he said he'd meet us out here.”

 

“maybe that's him, there on the box,” Sango pointed to a turned over wood box, where upon stood a crusted old man in peasants clothes, his gray hair tied back and his faced wrinkled from time. He squinted at a paper, and then looked back into the crowd searching. They looked at each other, and shrugged.

 

“What could it hurt? The best we'll get is he'll look at us strangely.” Kagome commented dryly. The others nodded, and approached the old man. He looked down at them as they came.

 

“Excuse me, but are you looking for someone?” Rin asked, resting her trunk on her hip.

 

The old man nodded, “why yes I am. For three actually, three girls. They're my granddaughters coming back from Ireland.”

 

The girls gave him wide toothy smiles, and flung themselves at him, making sure the surprised man didn't fall.

 

“Granda! It's been so long!” Kagome cheered. The old man took her face, turning from side to side, squinting, and then smiled brightly with gaped teeth.

 

“Kagome? Is that you child? My you've grown!”

 

“Can you guess me granda?”

 

The old man took her face next and smiled warmly, “Sango, you've made such a lovely young lady. Look much like your mother you do.”

 

And then he turned to a shy Rin, who bit her lip and waved at him nervously. But he smiled nonetheless. “And you must be Rin, my youngest. I see much of your father in you, though I don't know if that's good or bad.”

 

The older siblings laughed as Rin blushed, but he pulled her into a warm embrace, welcoming her. He stood back, admiring his grandchildren, and slapped then rubbed his hands together. “Well, best be getting home. Want to make it back before dark.”

 

“Are we walking?” Rin asked horrified. Granda laughed heartily.

 

“No child! The cart is over here. Now come and let me welcome you home.”

 

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“Do you see this lace? It is very fine. And to think, it comes from a bustling place called England!” lady Nailah squealed as her new purchase was draped across her lap. She slipped the fine white fragile lace between her fingers. “Just imagine Inuyasha, a fine wedding dress with this lace gracing your blushing bride.”

 

Inuyasha snorted and continued to stare out the window. Across from him, Miroku had his head leaning back and was snoring lightly. Inuyasha wanted to give him a good kick, but not in front of his mother. It'll just have to wait till they go for a midnight snack in the kitchens.

 

His mother went on to babble about this and that, about what she bought and saw, while Inuyasha tuned her out and let his mind wander.

 

That girl…what was it? Kango? Kame or something? Well whatever. All he knew is he never met someone like her. She was fiery and tough, and she and her sisters seemed to have a knack for cursing, or from what he could understand of their language. Their accents were strange, something he never heard before. Though he kind of liked it. It was light and musical, seeming to be humorous even if they were angry. It sounded perfect for singing. He shook his head. What was he thinking? There was only one girl who could sing like no other, and that was the girl he had met long ago. Though the strange thing was, the girl he had met to day, the one who wanted to tear his head off, kind of reminded him of her. Her dark chocolate eyes, long raven hair, creamy pale skin…

 

“Inuyasha? Inuyasha dear? Are you okay?” his mother's soft voice penetrated his thoughts, and he turned to give her a tight smile. She still looked the same from like the day he was born. Beautiful, with bright silver eyes and straight black hair. Her formal kimono dwarfed her frame, but he knew her to be slender built with a fragile look. He guessed that was a gift of demon mating, elongated life.

 

“Yeah, I'm fine Okaa-san, just thinking.”

 

She smiled wily a him, “of the girl who wanted to pulp you?”

 

He gave her a mock glare that had her chuckling. He crossed his arms.

 

“Feh.”

 

“You know, Inuyasha, a girl like that just might suit you. She might actually keep you in line.”

 

He raised a brow at his mother, “and why would I want a girl who's spiteful and would challenge my every word?”

 

She smiled widely and shrugged her shoulders lightly. “Maybe a little defiance is just what you need.”

 

“Feh, yeah right. Just what I need, a dominating female to run my life. Thanks but no thanks.”

 

She chuckled again, hiding it behind her delicate hand. “No, I don't think that will do, but I just hope its someone you can love, someone who can share your life.”

 

He looked up, and softened at her glazed eyes. He took her hand and kissed the knuckles. “I just want you to be happy Inuyasha.”

 

“I know Okaa-san, I know.”