InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Huge Book of Fairy Tales...Sort of ❯ Donkey Skin...Sort of:Part 1 ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

AN: Sorry, I know I said I would write really soon but I got distracted. So here’s part 1, hope everyone likes it.

Disclaimer- I don’t own Inuyasha or ‘Donkey Skin’. But that doesn’t stop me from having fun with them.

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Three days earlier

I raced along the hallway, trying to avoid the ladies in waiting who were trying to catch up to me, and failing badly. I chuckled softly as I heard them calling after me, and sped up.
Those stupid air heads don’t even have a chance of me sitting still long enough to do my hair. I don’t know why they even bother trying any more.
I slowed down to a walk as their voices started to fade and as I got closer to my father’s throne room. Life was good, nice palace to live in, ladies in waiting to torture, and a kind man to call father. It could only get better since I had just turned seventeen and dad said I could start traveling around the world to see different places then just Japan. Italy, Spain, France, ever since I had heard those names I had known I wanted to go see them. And dad finally decided I was old enough to send me.
I, Kagome Higurashi, Lady of the late Higurashi house, was going to be the first of my family to get out of Japan in little less than two weeks.
I smiled stupidly and I’m sure the guards and servants who saw me pass by thought I had finally fallen in love, judging by the knowing looks and smirks they exchanged with each other. I didn’t say anything but instead walked a little faster to my father’s throne room so I could say good morning and talk to him. He and his counselors must be in the room together, because as I got closer I heard their voices echo.
“But my king-“ they begged, and I slowed back down, not wanting to disturb them. (Ok, if you want to be technical about it I wanted to listen to eavesdrop on them, so what? )
“But my king nothing.” Dad interrupted them. “I don’t want to start to search for a bride again for at least another year. I want to have more time with my daughter before I marry, she’s going abroad for a few months, I don’t have much time left with her.” He augured with them. I smiled and started walking again, and was about push the door to his throne room open when a sly voice stopped me.
“Ah but my king, haven’t you noticed? You’re daughter has grown very beautiful these past few years, almost as much as the late Queen Mayu. And she’s not really your daughter is she?”
I mentally snorted and started to push the door open again. Yeah, like my dad would want to marry me.
“Are you out of your mind? She’s my daughter I can’t-“ I pushed open the door and he trailed off as soon as he saw me walk in. He swallowed, his eyes going all over my face and body.
“Good morning father.” I said, deliberately saying father instead of ‘my king’, hoping he would stop looking at me as a man does when he’s seen something beautiful and wants it.
Badly.
He swept off his dais and started to walk around me, making me feel like I was a horse being scooped out by a possible owner.
“Daughter, how long have you lived with me?”
I looked at him from the corner of my eye and tried not to gag as he started to eye my breasts with interest.
“Since I was about three dad.”
He made some sound of agreement and moved around to the back of me.
“Tell me Kagome, do you remember Mayu at all?”
“Yes, she was the only mother I remember having, I could never forget her.”
He moved back to where I could see him, crossed his arms behind his back and looked at me seriously.
“Then you no doubt remember now beautiful she was. You don’t know this Kagome, but on her deathbed she made me promise I would one day marry again, only it would be a woman who was more lovely then she was. You can imagine how difficult that is. My point is, Kagome, you have grown up into a amazingly beautiful woman, so beautiful that I must ask you something.” He got down on one knee and I fought not to puke all over him.
Oh Kami, please don’t let the question be what I think it is.
“Kagome, will you marry me?” I gasped and started to back away from him.
“Well, um, that is, um, you see, Ineedtimetothink!” I finished fast and started to run out the room.
I almost tripped and fell when I heard what one of his counselors said echo out of the room,
“Well my king you can save money by turning her trip into a honeymoon.”

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“Sango, come on think.” I begged my godsister. “There has to be some way to avoid marrying dad- Hojo.”
“I’m thinking!” The fairy snapped at me.
I sighed and fell back on the bed behind me. Sango and I were hiding up in the sky on her floating castle, trying to decide what do to about my father’s- Hojo’s proposal. Ok he is a king but come on, the guy’s like fifteen years older than me, and I’ve thought of him as a father my entire live.
And people don’t marry their fathers. That’s just sick.
“I got it!”Sango said, “Wait, that won’t work.. What about if you told him you couldn’t have children?”
I stared at her. “And how would I explain to him how I know I can’t have children? I’m still a virgin and my family has no signs of it in our past.”
“Ok, point taken. Ummmm can we tell him you’re a slayer in training?” she asked hopefully.
“One, we both know I can’t be a slayer, I’m not strong enough and didn’t train early enough. Two, how is that going to explain why I can’t marry Hojo? You’ve had one night stands in the past and that hasn’t stopped you from killing demons.”
She rolled her eyes dropped down beside me on the bed.
“Ok, ok that won’t work, and how do you know if I have sex?”
I smirked and leaned in close to whisper in her ear. “You had a wet dream about some guy named Miroku last night.”
My best friend, fairy godsister, and helpful demon slayer started to turn red and hit me with a pillow. I laughed and started to escape to the balcony,
“Shouldn’t you be practicing right now?” I asked as I shielded my arms from the pillow. She stopped and frowned.
“Oh yeah. Almost forgot about that.”
She left to grab her weapon and I lifted myself up to sit on the edge of the balcony. She came back a few moments later, with her huge boomerang called Hiraikotsu. She scowled at me, and got into position to start throwing it.
“What have I said about sitting there? You could fall off!”
I rolled my eyes “So? Like you or Kirara would let me die.” She frowned but let it go, as she started to throw Hiraikotsu, watching as it cut through a couple of clouds, and flew back towards Sango, to have it caught gracefully in her hand. I watched her practice for a few awhile, but getting bored I spoke up.
“So godsis, tell me about this Miroku of yours.”
She blushed and threw her boomerang again. After she caught it she came over and straddled the balcony, placing her weapon beside her.
“Ok, remember a couple of weeks ago when I went to the West to kill some demon?” I nodded.
“Well after killing it I was in a bar with my brother, celebrating, and I guess I got a little tipsy. And this monk comes up to me and says, ‘My lady, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, will you bear my child?’ Because I wasn’t drunk enough I hit him over the head, but drunk enough I said I would have sex with him.”
I lifted a brow, “So was it good?”
She glared at me. “I had a wet dream about him, remember?”
“Yeah but I thought maybe he was just really hot, and you put his face and name on some other guys body.”
“Nope, he was one of the best I’ve had. And he was really cute, black hair, purple eyes, nice muscles.”
“ Sounds like Prince Charming. So what happened when morning came?”
“What do you think? I left before dawn.”
I frowned. “That seems kind of a callous way to end a night.”
Sango shrugged, got up and started swinging her boomerang again.
“He knew it was a one time thing, no strings attached. Besides, having a boy toy would distract me from helping you when you need it.”
“Like with Hojo wanting to marry me?”
“Right.”
I sighed and started to stare out at the sky. Wanting to break the silence I opened my mouth to speak, but wasn’t sure what to say.
“Weather’s nice today isn’t?” I saw Sango vaguely nod “And I’ve never seen the sky a more beautiful shade of blue. It’s a shame someone can’t take the sky and make it into a kimono.”
Sango turned to stare at me in amazement, barely catching her weapon before it could fly past her into a wall.
“Oh my Kami, say that again Kagome.”
I looked at her confused “I said it’s a shame you can’t take the sky and turn into a kimono. The color would be wonderful.” I said slowly, as if speaking to a idiot.
“Kagome! That’s it. Tell Hojo to make you a kimono the color of the sky, no one will be able to do it.”
I felt my mouth drop. Could it really be that easy?
My mouth started to turn upwards into a grin. “Sango, you are the greatest godsister ever!”
I shouted at her as I went off to find Kirara to give me a lift to palace and then tell Hojo what I wanted.

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AN: Yay, finally got part one done, sorry it took so long, Ok I’ll shut up and let you guys go REVIEW NOW.