InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Demon Inside ❯ Second Thoughts ( Chapter 1 )

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Chapter 1: Second Thoughts

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Inu Yasha sighed. There was no doubting it. He loved her. She was adorned with pearls and silver. Her dress was a red kimono made of fine silk and even without all his demon instincts he could tell she wore a heavy perfume. The most disappointing thing to see was that she wore that gunk on her face. He wondered what she looked like without it. She rode in a caravan full of gold and other regal accessories. It appeared to be a dowry of some sort. She was a bride—No, not just any bride. She was his bride.

Inu Yasha of the Eastern Lands was getting married. He could remember every detail of the night before—her fluttering eyelids, her scanning chestnut eyes, and her crimson blush caused by his smile—his smile!

It was almost done. With a thin brush and coloured inks, he drew his wife in all her glory. Her flowing red wedding kimono and pink obi, the set of pearls snaked around her neck and the heavy set of silver earrings. Lastly, he added the golden crown destined to rest atop those long raven locks. As for her face, he preferred to draw her without the gunk that covered her true beauty.

Inu Yasha bubbled with wild anticipation.

Kagome sat quietly, in front of her mirror gazing at her gaudy reflection. She tried to maintain a smile, but to no avail. How could she smile? In a matter of months she would be marrying the enemy—the demon lord. For all she knew this could be the same demon who massacred her village and slaughtered her parents before her very eyes. Kagome felt her blood boil at the mere thought.

Her ill thoughts drifted to the life she had left behind. She had begun to miss them the moment she stepped out of the village—the children, her ji-chan, and most importantly Souta. Souta was no Shrine Priest, he was an artist. She looked at the picture that he drew for her tucked away in her vanity.

It was a picture of him which served as much comfort of Kagome. On the back he wrote to her words of encouragement and laughter mocking how the Demon lord might look. Kagome chuckled at “The Shrine Maiden and the Demon Lord” he wrote for her. If he couldn't be an artist, she was sure he'd make a great storyteller. The story was about a beautiful shrine maiden named Midoriko (her middle name) and an ugly dog demon lord. Midoriko became a servant to the Demon Lord and was forced to do things against her will. She ran to her wise all-powerful brother Souta who gave her a spell to tame the dog demon. So every time she said the word “sit” he would collapse to the ground with a powerful blast. She giggled at the idea of being able to control a demon with a measly three letters put together.

There was a sudden knock at the door. She gave her blessing for the person in waiting to enter. It was Sango ready to dress her for the Morning Prayer.

“Good morning milady! What do you wish to wear this day?” she asked with a bow.

“Please Sango, call me Kagome. I do not deserve such reverence.” Kagome answered with a sigh. This must have been the umpteenth time that she told her this. “Kagome, Sango… KAA- GO- MAAY” she reiterated

“Your humility inspires me mil—Kagome” Sango stuttered. Kagome smiled, finally hearing the sound of her name from her mouth.

Noticing that Sango did not bring the makeup trailer, she asked, “Sango, aren't you forgetting the makeup?”

“His Highness requests that you refrain from wearing makeup or any burdening accessories,” Sango stated simply. Kagome's mouth hung in surprise.

“So that means… no itchy makeup or heavy jewellery?” she gasped.

“Nope,” Sango giggled lightly. Kagome soon joined her as the duo began to burst out in unnecessary laughter.

“Why would he want that? He hasn't even seen me before,” Kagome wondered.

“Forgive my lack of knowledge, Kagome. But he just left a brief note on my door saying exactly that.” Sango bowed.

Different reasons flooded her mind and they all came to the same conclusion.

Inu Yasha gazed upon the black sky and the dormant moon. It had been this day two months ago that he first saw Kagome. He was stripped of his demon power this night and every night like it when the moon was concealed behind the night sky. Inu Yasha was only half-demon so this was the night he became a human. It had become a routine that he would wander away from the castle these nights for he always hid himself in shame from his subjects. If they knew he was part human than he would lose their respect. Inu Yasha wandered deep into the lush forests surrounding his castle.

He suddenly stumbled upon a small campsite. There he heard the Kagome's voice as she and a group of children huddling around a bonfire. He and the children listened attentively to Kagome's story. She spoke of a lone artist who traveled from village to village painting magical pictures that would come to life.

The children laughed when the artist lost his pants to the fish demon that lived in the hot spring and cried when the artist died to save the life of the miko he fell in love with. It was then that he knew she would be the perfect woman to raise his children. She practically radiated with joy simply surrounded by children. She held a small baby in her arm that he knew was not her own and as she gazed upon the sleeping child he sensed a longing in her eyes. Longing and desire to bear her own child radiated off her aura.

And he, Inu Yasha, son of Lord Inu Taishou was going to fulfill that desire.

His human senses were so muffled this night compared to his demon senses. All five senses were intensified in his demon form, but he could barely smell his bride-to-be—and that made him nervous. But what he could smell was the incense that was used in the evening blessing ceremony. He could smell the smoke billowing from the lychee incense sticks below. Use of deductive reasoning was called for. Now, the evening blessing ceremony was only done for an engaged maiden.—His maiden.

If the smoke was billowing up then the source must be down—right beneath him.

A playful smirk tugged at the side of Inu Yasha's mouth. `Screw the walk,' he thought. `I'm going to see her NOW.'

The Evening Blessing Ceremony was indescribably boring. Her eyelids grew heavier with every chant—one after the other. And it didn't help that it took place in her very room. She tried to pretend she was praying by closing her eyes. But Sango nudged at her when her head began to droop. Gods, palace life sure was dull. Concluding that just thinking about how drab her life here is would only make her sleepier, she decided to occupy her thoughts with something more interesting. Immediately, she thought of the purple-eyed man she saw the night before. What a mystery he was. Strange—but a good strange—indeed. The mere memory made her blush. Never had Kagome encountered a man with purple eyes, she did meet a blue eyed man once… but never purple. She took a deep breath, inhaling the foreign scented incense and closed her eyes—this time not to pray—to remember.

His hair was dark. Since she only saw him at night that could mean that it could be a dark brown to jet black. The moonlight glare on his hair indicated more of a raven colour. And his features were bold, cocky, but kind. He had an air about him—admiring... maybe… and then his smile—oh, his smile… with another whiff of the incense she let out a sigh… his whole face lit up when he smiled—his eyes glittered, his cheek bones rose, and the top set of his teeth were visible. His aura indicated he was ecstatic and bubbling with happiness.

“Kagome! Milady!” The sound of Sango's voice roused her from her daydreaming. The whole world around her seemed to have stopped and only the crickets chirping away could be heard. “You're as red as a cherry! Are you tired?” Kagome opened her mouth to answer, but Sango was one step ahead. “Monks! Leave us at once!” she sternly ordered. They bowed and took their leave without another word.

“Thanks, Sango.” Kagome smiled. Sango looked at her after closing the door behind the monks and priests—and smiled at her in return.

“You're not the only one who bores of these tedious ceremonies,” Sango giggled. “But worry not, it will end as soon as you're married,” she reassured her. Kagome's smile weakened.

`…when I'm married'

A/N: w00t finally finished! I already know what I'm going to write for Chapter 2: Unofficial Meeting… but I'm not gunna tell you :P (cuz u can prolly take a wild guess from the title)…lol…

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