InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Table For Two ❯ Recolections ( Chapter 2 )

“So that’s your real name is it? I take it you two know each other.” Big E chuckled and beckoned Sesshoumaru to sit with a wave of his hand. “Cigar?” He asked politely, grabbing one for himself,

“No.” Sesshoumaru answered quickly, his attention was still focused on the human (or so he thought) miko standing in front of him. How was this possible? She was ningen, and she had traveled with his hanyou brother, how was it that she was still alive, 500 years after her last appearance? At the same time, said miko was gawking at him like an idiot. Her eyes were wide, mouth a gape, opening and closing as if she had something to say, but was in too much shock to even move. His reaction to her was pretty much the same, but it was momentary, fleeting. He returned to his calm expression once the initial shock had worn it’s welcome.

“Take a picture.” Sesshoumaru’s smooth voice cause her to yelp lightly, “It lasts longer.” To say Kagome was shocked was barely scratching the surface. So many things were running through her mind that she couldn’t even process enough to get a word out. There he was, she was not dreaming, he was there. Standing in all his glory, he was wearing black head-to-toe ’Suits him well’ Kagome thought as she scowled, still looking him up and down. Black shoes, black slacks, and a black button down shirt. He had rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, and the collar was unbuttoned a bit. ’Never thought he’d show so much of his precious self to us humans’ Kagome smirked. He had hidden his elven ears and markings, but the long silver hair, and golden eyes were as obvious as the sun.

Sesshoumaru was starting to get annoyed. Here this stupid human stood, looking him up and down as if he were some artifact to be studied, and he facial expressions were changing so rapidly he didn’t even want to know what she was thinking. She had gone from shocked beyond belief, to scowling, to smirking like a mad-man. He would not be treated as such. He turned from the girl and addressed Big E,

“So, what is this favor you ask of me?” Sesshoumaru crossed his arms, and instead of sitting down as Big E had suggested, he leaned back against the door. Big E laughed again,

“My boy Mikoto, I was hoping you’d be nice enough to help my girl with her writing, seeing as you are pretty much the best out there.” Kagome groaned when she heard the name,

“Mikoto? You’re S. Mikoto?!” She brought her hand up to her face and fell back into the chair. S. Mikoto was a very famous historical author, but never gave out his full name or picture. Well, Kagome knew now exactly who it was. She sighed again in frustration.

“Hn” Sesshoumaru clipped after her obvious statement of exasperation. Big E was still amused by the whole situation, and it was pissing Kagome off,

“So will you do it?” Big E chimed, and almost as if practiced, the voices of Sesshoumaru and Kagome sounded at the same time,

“No.” Kagome’s was a bit more dramatic, but Sesshoumaru’s still got the point across. She glared at him, ‘Pompous JERK!’ She scowled again, crossed her arms over her chest and fell back even more into the chair.

“I can’t believe this, stupid dog.” Kagome grumbled to herself. Big E didn’t catch it, but Sesshoumaru sure did.

“Stupid miko.” He replied quietly and smirked when she turned around and glared at him. He was still leaning against the door, and looked way too good doing it Kagome added. ’Wait what?’ Her face contorted as she denied her own thoughts. Big E was leaning against the desk in front of the chairs watching Kagome’s expressions, ’These two are obviously not on good terms.’ He thought to himself.

“Might I ask why you two seem to hate each other?” Once again the unison chimed in,

“No.” This time, Sesshoumaru had more in his voice than Kagome.

“Argh! Stupid youkai!” Kagome shouted and stood abruptly. She turned to Sesshoumaru and growled when she saw he was blocking the door by leaning against it.

“English please?” Big E caught Kagome‘s attention. She turned back to him,

“Oh it’s nothing.” She laughed. He noticed her eyeing the door and slyly thought of something that would keep her here. This obvious tension between the two historians was more entertaining than anyone could possibly know!

“Kagome, Kagome, please sit down, won’t you tell me about what your next book is gonna be about?” All of her attention was torn away from the door, and the very pretty doorstop that just happened to be pissing her off, and was brought back to her dear friend. He knew she loved talking about her books, and she knew he knew. She sighed and collapsed into the chair once more.

“Mr. Mikoto, won’t you sit down?” Big E, gave him a kind but demanding look, Sesshoumaru, of course, was not phased.

“I think it is time for me to take my leave.” He looked down at the head of raven and silver hair turned away from him and snorted, “The girl,” He started with disgust in his voice, “does not wish me to be here.”

“Now now Mikoto, you still owe me a favor. Kagome..”

“Yes and I have a name!” Kagome quickly added and then returned to her pouting. Big E chuckled at her antics and then continued,

“Yes, Kagome is like a daughter to me and I wish for her to do her best. She needs help from the best in order to do her best.” Oh the compliments! If there was one thing Big E was good at, it was flattering. Plus the whole handing out favors to people so he could come pick up the payment on that, yeah, he was good at that too. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the old man, but Kagome beat him to the punch,

“I refuse! This guy’s a jerk, I’m not gonna work with him!” She stood up again and pointed at Sesshoumaru. “He tried to kill me for heaven’s sake!” Big E stopped smiling at this point, ’Well well well’ He thought, ’Now this has gotten serious.’ He glared at Sesshoumaru along with Kagome. Sesshoumaru didn’t even take notice. He had brought his hand up to his face and was now examining his nails, he smiled a bit before turning his head up to look at the pair,

“I believe it was you who instigated that.” He said as her words rang through his mind, “If you can’t hurt his body, hurt him in the ego!” Now that his dear brother was not there to protect her, he could do as he wished to the girl. His eyes darted back and forth from Big E to the miko, ’Now, to get her alone, that’s the key.’ He thought, smirking again. While, she had helped in the defeat of Naraku and purifying the jewel, he still wanted to see her dead. Not before he got some answers first however, he wanted to know exactly how she was still here, and what she was doing in this country as well. Kagome stuck her hands on her hips in a scolding fashion and then shouted at the stupid demon standing across the room from her,

“Well I had good reason to!” He almost laughed at her, she was almost attractive when she was angry. ’Wait…attractive? Too many years surrounded by humans, it has done nothing good to your mind.’ Sesshoumaru thought to himself, removing the smirk from his face. He decided that this was getting old,

“Miko.” Kagome growled when she heard this,

“I have a …”

“Name. Yes I am aware.” Sesshoumaru finished for her, the look on her face was priceless, “I would like to hear your book idea, to see if it’s worth my time.”

“Worth your time...” Kagome grumbled to no one, “Bah! Like you could help me.”

“I could.” Sesshoumaru quickly retorted, “The question is if I will.” Kagome was surprised at his reply, she wasn’t expecting any seeing as she had said that only to herself. ‘Gotta keep my thoughts to myself around him.’ She pondered.

“Historical fiction,” She clipped, “About Egyptian gods and goddesses.” She stood up straight and crossed her arms over her chest, “And wouldn’t you’re specialty, Mr. Mikoto be Japan?” She smirked, with that expression only to be wiped off when she saw the twinkle in his eyes.

“I, ningen, have been around a bit longer than you.” He emphasized the “bit” being ever careful of his words since Big E was stilling watching the whole scene quite intently, “I have been to and studied more sites than you could ever imagine, I know plenty of Egyptian culture. Historical fiction however, is not in my taste. I find it horribly degrading to the actual events, only concocted for mindless entertainment.” Kagome hissed,

“Fine!” She threw her hands up in the air, “I didn’t want your help anyways!” She turned to Big E, “I’m sorry, but I really need to go, I’ve got some things I need to do.”

“I see.” Big E replied, “No worries.” Kagome then turned back to the door, and paced towards a certain villainous doorstop. She stopped directly in front of him, placed her hands on her hips, and poison seemed to drip off her words,

“Move.” Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at her, was she really ordering him around?! The words resounded again, “MOVE!” She lowered her head, eyes still gazing up at the youkai through her bangs, and she mumbled so only he could hear, “Move before I purify you to the underworld.” She would die young. He didn’t know the future, but he knew this. She was going to die, very, very, painfully. He brought his hands down to his side, they were twitching in anticipation. He would have done it, right then and there, if only Big E hadn’t chimed in at that moment.

“Mikoto.” Big E’s voice was low and stern, “We have business to discuss, please allow Kagome to leave.” Sesshoumaru almost snarled at the woman, but he moved to the side instead of causing an even bigger scene. Kagome stepped past him and wretched open the door, leaving in an instant. Her scent, however, did not. It drifted up to a certain taiyoukai’s nose before making it’s disappearance as well. Sandalwood and gardenia, he remembered this scent. It brought back memories in a rush, memories of a time when he could kill whomever he wanted, youkai roamed everywhere, swords were legal, and of course, his dear half-brother, Inuyasha. He hadn’t gotten the chance to kill the hanyou, that was taken away by the damned miko, oh but he could have his revenge. He could reach the boy beyond his grave, he would have his vengeance, and this ningen onna would be the key to it all. He smirked, almost enough to call it a smile, he had smelled more than just sandalwood and gardenia on the girl, he had smelled something one might say was even sweeter. Purity. Inuyasha had not lain with the girl. Oh he was going to enjoy this. He turned back to Big E, in a slightly better mood than he had been a moment ago.

“Well, why don’t we getting started?”