InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Sesshoumaru ❯ Are We Alright? ( Chapter 31 )

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Her body was lifeless. When he opened her lids to look at her eyes, they were glazed over in white. The pupils and irises half disappeared. He hated her for making him always apologetic and emotionally weak. He hated her for the way she wound herself into his heart. He hated her for letting him do this to her.

 

“Hizumeha, call Rin for me,” the dog demon said to other, still sitting quietly on the porch in contemplation. The second stood and left down the stairs to the lower floors to find her.

 

“Lord Sesshoumaru!” she squealed, running up to his side. “I'm so glad to see you!” She bowed low.

 

“We are alone Rin.”

 

That was her cue to hug him. She flung her arms around his neck and squeezed tight, her little feet almost dangling off the floor. When she was done, she looked down. “What happened to mommy?” she gasp.

 

“She is taking a nap, but I want you to wake her up. She will be happy to see you.” Sesshoumaru was a clever dog, knowing that if anyone or anything could wake his woman, it would be the call of a young child.

 

Rin bent over and studied her for a moment. “She looks awfully happy, daddy. Are you sure we should wake her up now? We can always wake her up later.”

 

“No baby, I want her woke up now. If she sleeps too long, she will be very cranky later.” That was all Rin needed to hear. She started pushing on her shoulder, tapping it with a “wake up mommy.”

 

Akanesuji didn't move. Rin got frustrated. She looked to Sesshoumaru for guidance and he gave her a knowing nod to let it rip. Rin shook her harder, then harder, then finally sat on her chest and put her nose almost to Akanesuji's nose. “Will you wake up already? I want to play.”

 

One eye cracked open, and then the other. “Rin...”

 

“Good afternoon mommy. Its time to get up. You are wasting the day in bed.”

 

Akanesuji just groaned. “Get off my chest Rin.” The little girl crawled off her and sat to the side, waiting impatiently. “I see you brought Sesshoumaru with you.” Akanesuji went to sit up and the blanket started to slide, exposing the damage done to her.

 

“Oh mommy! I'm sorry! I didn't know you were hurt.” Rin suddenly felt very bad for sitting on her chest, right on top of the large cut. It had to have hurt.

 

“It's alright Rin. It doesn't really hurt anymore. Not any more than my head does.”

 

Sesshoumaru gave her a suspicious look. He didn't remember hitting her in the head. Rin carefully hugged Akanesuji and decided to play nurse. She made her lay back down and tended to her wounds with pretend ointments and bandages. Sesshoumaru sat on the far wall and watched, the two demons staring at each other blankly as the little human girl scurried about, singing.

 

When Rin was finished, she scurried off to Kuza to ask for clothes that she could dress up Akanesuji in.

 

“Where do we go from here, Sesshoumaru?” Akanesuji asked, feeling that something had snapped between them. “I am not so sure we were meant to be together anymore.”

 

“You only say that because I beat you. You are concerned that I find you weak.”

 

“True.” Akanesuji turned her head away. “We are alright then?”

 

“Yes. We are alright.”

 

“Do you find me weak?” she asked, keeping her eyes far from him. She knew him too, and he would not answer her truthfully if she pressed too hard. Kid gloves were always in order with him.

 

“Yes. But I admire your determination. You will not give up, even if it is the death of you.”

 

“Do you respect me?”

 

Sesshoumaru was silent, thinking. What did he respect about her? He had never asked that of himself before. “I respect your abilities,” he settled on. “Every year you gain some new skill. You learn quickly, adapt to every new situation, find a new way to gain an edge. You are a fine warrior, and I am pleased to have you by my side.”

 

Akanesuji rolled away from him, hiding her wet eyes. Of all the things to say, he would pick the very things she hated the most about herself. Why he couldn't respect her spirit, her heart or her love of him, she did not know. She would have even settled on him respecting her body as it sung for him at night, but no. He picked the talents the Kami had given her at birth. Something she had no control over.

 

He was at a loss, curious what the hell he had said wrong to make her turn away from him. By the Gods she was an emotional, hormonal thing.

 

Rin returned with a pile of clothes and Akanesuji pretended to be her ever joyful self for the little girl's benefit. Leaving them alone to dress, Sesshoumaru rejoined Hizumeha, who again sat in his spot on the porch. He was walking triumphant that he had cleverly awoken his woman.

 

“You are a total fool.” Hizumeha dismissed.

 

“Explain yourself.”

 

“That woman would die for you. She would bear your children and love you forever. She would give up this kingdom and anything else she had just to have you look at her with love in your eyes, and you tell her you respect her fighting ability? Are you just stupid?”

 

Sesshoumaru did not answer. He did love her, in his own way. In private.

 

“One of these days Sesshoumaru, you will push her so far away that she will never come back to you, and when you do, I will be waiting. Like I always do.” Hizumeha rose, leaving the stunned Sesshoumaru to sit in silence.

 

Akanesuji looked at him, a surprised look in her eyes. “Hizumeha?” He would not turn to her, though she called to him a second time. She had always known he adored her and wanted her has his own, but he had always kept it so hidden being the honorable man he was. How could he say these things in front of Sesshoumaru, she wondered. She turned to Sesshoumaru with steam in her eyes.

 

“What happened?”

 

“Nothing.”

 

“No, Fluffy. Don't play that little game. What happened while I was out cold?”

 

“Absolutely nothing.”

 

“Don't lie to me!”

 

“I'm not lying. He healed up your wounds and we had some words. They were nothing.”

 

“Had....some...words...”

 

“They were little words. Between two men.”

 

Akanesuji started to pace in a circle, her arms folded over her chest as she looked at the floor moving under her feet. “He confessed didn't' he? He finally blurted it all out?”

 

“Blurted what out?”

 

“That he is in love with me.”

 

“Pretty much.” Well, he hadn't really, but he might as well have. He had told him over a year ago how he felt. It wasn't a big secret.

 

“Oh Gods, Sesshoumaru. I'm sorry.” Akanesuji slumped next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. “He's always been such a fool for me. You know I don't love him, right?”

 

“I've wondered.”

 

“He was right. You are stupid.”

 

“Not funny.”

 

Akanesuji sighed. “He just wants me to be happy. I'm sorry he said all of those things to you. Please forgive him.”

 

“Let's go home, Wet Nose.” Sesshoumaru turned and kissed her on the cheek. He would not say anything about the situation with Hizumeha, reserving judgment for later. Akanesuji just nodded quietly in agreement. Rin crawled into the space between them and pet their locks of hair. “I want to go home too,” she said.

 

On the road as they walked, Sesshoumaru decided that Akanesuji would never see Hizumeha again if he could help it. He could not kill him outright because if he did and she discovered it, she would never forgive him. He would have to make sure the horse demon would never call on her for help, or ask to see her. If it took protecting her lands himself, he would do it. Anything to keep her from hunting demons for that horse's benefit.