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Love Is Not Blind	By : aleta Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 4208 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 10: Dinner Isn’t Better
“What on earth could you have been doing that forced you to wear the same clothes two days in a row?!” Inu Kimi screeched. She demanded perfection out of her son no matter the circumstances. He knew this well. This was unacceptable.
“I...I was...mother…” the young dog demon in question didn’t know how to respond. His mother always had a knack for making him feel mediocre when he didn’t live up to her standards.
Wanting to diffuse the situation, Shin’ichi came to the boys aid. “Kimi leave the poor boy alone. He has been up for two days caring for an ill woman.”
“An ill woman? What woman?” the dog demoness asked?
“Nothing to concern yourself with my dear. He merely has been living up to his title.” Giving his grandson a knowing wink as he finished.
“Ah. That should be good publicity then. Just what we need considering...”
Honorable Shin’ichi interrupted her statement. “Uh Kimi my girl don’t you think Sesshomaru here needs a new change of clothes? Maybe have the outfit he has on burned?”
“Most definitely. Boy get out of those clothes and into a bath at once. Leave those soiled rags you're wearing outside the door, i’ll have them destroyed at once. I might go ahead and add some more items to that pile. You need a new wardrobe anyway.”
“Yes mother.” Standing from his seat the boy bowed to his matriarch and grandsire. He needed to get out of there now. Taking off for his room he was halted by his mother's parting words.
“By the way, we will be having dinner tonight with an old family friend and his daughter. Make sure to look your best.”
The emphasis she put on the guests daughter sent a chill down Sesshomaru’s spine. He was constantly on pins and needles around both his parents, especially now that Izayoi was expecting a half breed child. His family was always in some sort of hidden turmoil. Whether it be his grandfather’s declining health, his mother’s hair splitting demands, father’s issues concerning his second human mate, or his college courses not going as planned, something was always happening. It was nerve wracking to say the least. If it wasn’t for his honor he might have long ago…
Sesshomaru shook his head violently to clear the stressful thoughts he was having. He had survived this long, he would continue on. As he undressed himself and hopped in the shower, his thoughts shifted to Kagome and the few moments they had experienced. His mother had always said perfection meant being in control of situation at all times. When he was with the female demon/miko he felt his control constantly slipping. It was actually refreshing to not have to think so hard about what he was doing. The things he had told Kagome were a lie. He did care what others thought about him. It was just a specific group of people and not everyone in general. He never really lied but once again she brought out things in him he had never come to grips with. Putting his head back against the shower wall the inu demoness and their upcoming breakfast date tomorrow caused a rare smile to break out on his face.
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The dinner bell rang at exactly eight o'clock as usual. Prepping himself Sesshomaru adjusted his tie and black dinner jacket. This dinner was more than just a gathering of cohorts, that much he understood. What was about to happen exactly he had no idea. Leaving the comfort of his room, he made his way downstairs to the hell hole that was the formal dining room.
The minuted he entered the room all talking ceased between the elder dog demons. Their male guest for the night walked towards him immediately, a young woman trailing behind him. Approaching the young man, Lord Morimosa pulled his daughter in front of him. Holding out her hand to him, the man introduced his child to the Inu demon.
“Sesshomaru, I would like you to meet my daughter Miyako.”
The woman in question bowed to him and further stuck out her outstretched hand.“It is a pleasure to meet you Sesshomaru-sama”
Gently gripping her fingers Sesshomaru pressed it to briefly to his lips.“The pleasure is in fact all mine Miyako-sama.”
“Just Miyako is fine.”
“Very well then.”
Inu no Taisho and Inu Kimi took the opportunity to signal everyone to join at the dinner table. Taisho naturally sat at the head while Shin’ichi and Kimi were seated on either side of him. Morimosa sat between Honorable Shin’ichi and his own mate leaving Miyako and Sesshomaru with the only two available seats which was conveniently next to one another.
The pair remained in comfortable silence as the servants brought in their meal. Sesshomaru smiling internally when he Shin’ichi turned his nose up at the boiled carrots, rice, and nearly burnt looking cooked meat on his plate. Gazing over to his grandson he could literally see the old man’s mouth water as he gazed at his own rare T Bone steak, potatoes, and greens. Like every meal in their house everyone had their own short orders prepared for them. Glancing at Miyako he saw the simple chicken and vegetables she had apparently ordered in advance. ‘Great another dieter’ Sesshomaru thought sarcastically. Really why were women so vain?
After everyone was served they all waited patiently for Inu no Taisho to start his meal. Picking up his fork and popping a piece of meat into his mouth, the others followed suit and began to eat. Nothing was discussed between the two adolescents, which the others quickly noticed. Wishing to have them converse, Inu Kimi attempted to start their conversation.
“Sesshomaru, Miyako here is an incredible woman. Already she has completed her bachelors degree and is working towards her master.”
“Really?” he responded, feigning interest. Addressing the young demoness he asked “What course of study are you pursuing?”
“Fashion design Sesshomaru-sama.” she answered quietly.
‘Fashion design?’ Hn. Another conceited woman in my life just what I need were his thoughts but what came out of his mouth instead was: “Impressive. What do you intend to do with such a degree?”
“Maybe just start a company with a new fashion line I create.”
“Ah. You make your own designs?”
She snorted as he finished his sentence. “No way. I have others who transform my creative ideas into a reality. Make my own designs? My fingers would become rough like a commoners!”
“Quite right darling,” her father reassured, “You were born to design in your own image. Whoever actually constructs what you conceived matters not.”
“Hn.”
The rest of the meal continued in this fashion, his mother making stabs at conversation and Miyako ruining it in some way by turning her nose up at the idea of doing anything for herself. She was like a spoiled baby! Sesshomaru was relieved when they finally prepared to retire for the evening. As Miyako and her family left, his own mother asked what he thought of the young demoness he had met.
“Well….mother….she is very….unique” he told her.
“ Unique?,” his mother repeated in surprise “What an interesting phrase to use Sesshomaru.”
“Hn.”
“Yes. Anyhow her father is throwing a gala for his company in a fortnight. I was told Miyako requires a date for the event.” A glint was in Inu Kimi’s eye as she said this. Obviously she was hinting that he be the one to take her.
Once again faking interest he said what he knew she wanted to hear. “Well in that case, maybe I will get her contact information and ask her if she would accompany me.”
His mother’s face brightened. “Oh Really! That’s so good to hear darling. You two already seemed to hit it off tonight.”
Inu no Taisho walked up to his first mate’s side just then. Eyeing Inu Kimi for a moment he arched an eyebrow at her wicked smile. Looking to the young Inu he addressed his son. “Sesshomaru I still need to speak with you. After you prepare yourself for bed, meet me in my study.”
“Very well. See you in a moment father.”
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Walking into his sires private home office he saw the man seated comfortable behind his expensive desk. “Now then. Father what is it you wanted to talk to me about?”
“Have a seat son.” he ordered while gesturing to the high back chairs in front of him. When Sesshomaru was comfortable he began. “First and foremost I wanted to ask you about yesterday. Who exactly was this woman you took to the hospital?”
“Like I stated earlier father, she is a female that collapsed in front of me.”
“And what kept you from leaving once she had the medical attention she required?”
A confused look appeared on the young demon’s face. “Forgive me sire but what do you mean?”
“I mean boy, you knew we had an appointment yesterday with Morimosa for lunch. While he didn’t mention it, your absence is why I invited him here tonight.”
“I...father..I forgot in everything that happened…”Guilt panged in Sesshomaru’s heart. He knew better than anyone that tardiness or absence in the business world was beyond rude. “I was performing my duty as a future Taiyoukai though, I had hoped you’d understand?”
“Yes. Your duty restricted you only to take this female to hospital. By missing that appointment you showed that your time is better than anyone elses. Arrogance is not something we can afford to display at this point. You know what I am already dealing with concerning Izayoi.”

“Yes. Forgive me. What do I do to start making amends?"
"Well son there is something of importance I need to do that involves your acception."
“What is it?”

“I want you to establish a courtship and later on mating with Miyako.”

A/N: Damn….there’s the conflict. Can anyone think of why he would want Sesshomaru to marry this woman?
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