InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Vastly Overrated ❯ Fading Pleasantness ( Chapter 9 )

Fading Pleasantness

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. Such a trite thing to say, in any case, however… if one were to honestly believe that beauty was in the eyes of the ‘beholder’ would it not then be said that beauty was in the eyes? Not in the sense that beauty is perceived to everyone differently, but that beauty truly lay within the eyes themselves.

Not that I’m saying that I don’t believe that most would perceive beauty in a different way than I, but merely that one should stop wonder if maybe, this trite and cliché thing that people say is stating that beauty lay in the eyes themselves.

However, if beauty lay in the eyes… or is in the eyes of the beholder, then what about the people who are around the beholder? Where is the beauty in those people?

If one says that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, then perhaps this means that the one who beholds beauty in their eyes is the only one who has the beauty… if this is so, then what happens to the other unfortunate souls that are beheld, and do not behold the beauty… are they perhaps… not so beautiful?

Are they merely some candid lifeless beings that hold no vestiges of the querulous nature of beauty? It is truly sad that most human beings fall prey to the wiles of the spontaneity of youth and the perceived beauty, which does not truly lie in those perverse enough to believe that such a thing is only skin deep.

“Kagome?” I blink as I notice that the silence and my running thoughts are interrupted. It was a pleasant silence too. Sighing, though not unhappily, I look toward the voice that had called my name.

“Yes?” I question slightly. We were still in the car that had ridden up beside us. It had been Sesshoumaru, who had been riding into the neighborhood looking for me, though he hadn’t come out and said that. I knew him well though.

“You and… your cousin will enjoy this restaurant that I’m taking you to.” Said Sesshoumaru, in an uncharacteristically conversational tone… well… it was uncharacteristic for him to be conversational when we’re not alone anyway.

“I’m sure we will,” I say, though on the inside I wonder if maybe I was a bit underdressed. But I suppose that he wouldn’t take me anywhere that I would feel embarrassed to go dressed as I am.
I keep my thoughts on other things besides his long silver hair, and his hypnotic eyes. Really, he’s my better half, I think. Yes. He completes my day. Not that I hadn’t known that in the beginning. Or maybe I hadn’t.

I certainly hope that my father won’t find out that I am breaking his supposed punishment short. Well, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

When we arrived to the restaurant I am glad to find that casual wear is not out of place and for me that is a godsend. I smile slightly at Shippou as we follow the waitress over to the table.

“Here you go, now how may I help you sir?”

I can’t help but notice that she’s attempting to flirt with Sesshoumaru. Which is really not such a good idea, then again, I'm not really all that worried because Sesshoumaru rarely allows anyone to get to him like that…. Or at least that is what I gather from observance.

A few moments later I hear a grating sound… looking up I am shocked to see Inuyasha and some girl that looked somewhat like me.

“I’ll have the…”

I zone out slightly as I hear Sesshoumaru ordering the food. I motion for him to order for Shippou and me as well, and he nods his head in understanding. As the waitress left, after a poor attempt to wink her eye at Sesshoumaru in a flirty fashion, I inconspicuously pointed in the direction of Inuyasha and then the girl next to him while narrowing my eyes.

“It will be fine.” Said Sesshoumaru with no feeling to his words. I nod, and then I looked to Shippou who had been silent for a while. “Shippou, you ok?” I ask worriedly.

He nods. “I’m ok. I just have a bad feeling about all of this.”

I frown. I can’t say much as I do as well. However, I turn to him any way with a smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes. Then something catches my thoughts. “Shippou, why did you come to my home?”

I realize that this question is random on so many different levels, as well as any one listening would wonder why I was being so rude, but Shippou understood my question perfectly.

“Mom wanted a break and decided that she would send me to Aunties house until she was ready to take care of me again.” He said with sad eyes. I frowned. But nodded anyway.

Moments later, I hear a cleared throat behind me. I notice that Sesshoumaru is tense, and this only heightens my unease. I turn slightly and see the red, verging on purple, faced visage of my father.

I blink… he doesn’t come to places like these… at least not normally. Then I note that out of the corner of my eye that Inuyasha was smirking triumphantly. I narrow my eyes in anger.

“Hello, Mr. Higurashi, please have a seat” said Sesshoumaru calmly, respectfully, though it is obvious that he had no idea that my father was going to come… not that I knew either. I frowned but didn’t say anything besides nodding in respect. My father responded respectfully to Sesshoumaru but he coldly glared at me as he sat down.

As my father begins to speak I know that I am in so much trouble. Perhaps I can bury myself beside my grandmother… no. Second thought Id rather be cremated. With a sad sigh I lean back. I’m sure to be punished when I get home.

Inuyasha will have to watch his back. Because I know for a fact that he is behind all of this. He will pay. Highly. I send a smirk his way, and I know it unbalances him. He thinks he’s got me all figured out.

I sigh when I realize that perhaps… what my father doesn’t know won’t hurt him, but what he does know could hurt me…

Along with what he will never find out…

I smile coldly across the restaurant at Inuyasha who seems to shiver before grabbing his dates hand and high-tailing it out of there.

Let the games begin.