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Worthy
By : whitewavereborn
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Morgan sat under the window, leaning against the wall as she watched Rin sleep. The party had ended hours ago and other than being slightly boring, everything had gone rather well. Thanks to Lord Kaemon and Lord Takeo, the tension between her and Sesshoumaru had been set aside though not forgotten. She still needed to talk to him and find out where she stood in his mind and heart but had decided to wait until they were home and not surrounded by potential enemies.

There had been a slight confrontation between Morgan and Michio�s daughter, Haruko, but other than throwing hinted insults, it hadn�t gotten out of hand but after the lady had stormed away, her face red with rage and tears of damaged pride in her eyes, it had been clear that Morgan had won. Morgan may have a temper but insults rarely did more than annoy her and the lady had lacked creativity. Fortunately, the confrontation had happened at the end of the party when the guests were starting to retire and Michio had been too busy to notice the exchange. But Sesshoumaru had and though he hadn�t lectured her, he hadn�t given her his approval. She couldn�t blame him. Some of the things she had said had been un-lady like.

Rin, for the first time according to Jaken, had enjoyed her time. No longer thought as the annoying human whelp that used to follow Sesshoumaru around, but now as a beautiful young woman that happened to be Sesshoumaru�s heir, Rin had been flaunted on by almost every male in the room. Though Rin had been confused and a little nervous, she had enjoyed herself. But whether it was because she was the center of attention or because it annoyed Sesshoumaru, Morgan had no idea but one thing was clear. Sesshoumaru was going to have his hands full when he decided it was time to find Rin and husband. So far the girl had three potential suitors. Morgan�s own cousin Cory, who, uncertain of his feelings, knew he cared for her a great deal. The samurai, Kazuo, who had met Rin once, fallen for her beauty and innocent nature, and the fact that she was an heiress probably influenced him a great deal. And now there was the tiger lord, Takeo, whom by what she heard was a lady�s man though by what she saw, he seemed to care for Rin.
Morgan cracked a smile. Since choosing a husband fell to the fathers and guardians, Sesshoumaru was going to have a grand time, especially if a hot headed teenager decided to voice her opinion.

Morgan almost laughed at the thought but suppressed it as she played with the tie of her yukata. Rin had gone to bed shortly after the party and had quickly fallen asleep. Morgan, still restless, settled on reading a book she had borrowed from Sesshoumaru�s library, knowing it would come in handy. She forgot that she still had difficulty reading Japanese and after an hour of struggle, shoved the book back into their trunk. Still restless, Morgan opted to go for a walk but she could still hear movement about the castle. Not wanting to risk being seen, Morgan stayed put and waited.

The castle was finally quiet. Not all were yet asleep (she could hear Sesshoumaru shift on his futon too quietly to have been done in sleep) but all were in their rooms and all the shutters were closed except hers. Apparently, she was the only one who appreciated the caress of the salty wind.

At the moment, Sesshoumaru was the biggest risk. She knew his ears were tuned in on her and Rin�s room. Morgan doubted Sesshoumaru would get any sleep during their stay and would instead keep a silent vigil over them. She would have kissed him for it if he had just been protecting Rin but since he felt she needed protecting as well, she felt insulted.

Most likely, Sesshoumaru would stop her from going out if he heard her and if she wasn�t a wolf, she wouldn�t have risked it. Sesshoumaru may be stronger and faster but her senses were keener and she was more agile. Plus, all she had to do was make it down to the beach. If she did, the waves would smother any sound she may make and the salt of the sea would over power her own scent. All she had to do was make it down to the beach. If she managed that, she could enjoy herself without worry.
She didn�t know how long she waited. Without a moon, it was hard to judge the time but she didn�t think she had waited very long when the castle grew more quite. Sesshoumaru was still awake, she was sure of that but she was certain that his back was to the window. All potential threats were inside the castle, not outside so, if she was correct, little of his attention would be focused out there. Morgan hoped that she was right. It would almost be embarrassing to be caught even if it was by the Lord of the Western Lands.

Morgan stifled a snort. Out of all the nobles she had seen in those few hours, few were worthy of the title. Sesshoumaru was one of those few but she would never bring herself to think of him as a lord and if he wanted her as a mate, he better pray that she never started. As a rule, Morgan would never mate with anyone that thought themselves better than she. Sesshoumaru may think he was, but in Morgan�s point of view, he wasn�t. She didn�t know why. He acted just like all the others she had met but where they made her feel inferior or superior, Sesshoumaru did not. He made her feel a little uncertain of herself and angry all the time but never like she was nothing more than dirt beneath his feet.
Watching Rin to make sure she didn�t wake and keeping her ears tuned to the room next to theirs, Morgan slowly rose to her feet, holding her yukata to make sure the cloth didn�t give any tale telling noises. Then with the silence that would make any cat proud, Morgan slipped out the window. She paused by the wall and listened to see if Sesshoumaru was aware of her actions but after a few moments, she decided she was safe and quietly but quickly made her way to the beach.

There was a stair case cut into the cliff and Morgan took these several at a time with quick, graceful, and quiet leaps. When safely on the sand, she paused again and stared up at the cliff, almost expecting Sesshoumaru or anyone to be after her. Again there was no one and the only noise that could be heard was the gentle but demanding roll of the waves.

Smiling in silent victory, Morgan made her way to the shore. Morgan hadn�t lied when she said she loved the ocean. Her pack hadn�t lived anywhere near it but occasionally her father would take some of the pack to a neighboring territory on the edge of a sea to discuss whether or not a male of female would be welcome into the pack by demon bound marriage. Those times were few and far in between but her father had always taken her and her siblings. She remembered how she enjoyed the stay, playing on the sand with her brother, training with Briana, hunting for sea shells with Katherine, and swimming in the water. Those had been good times and Morgan longed for them.

Not bothering if the hem of her yukata was getting soaked, Morgan walked ankle deep in the water. It was cold but easily tolerated. Her eyes scanned the water looking for any shells she could take for her sister. Katherine loved making jewelry out of sea shells, though she never wore them, but she was certain Katherine would like at least one shell.
She didn�t find any but the walk was having the desired effect. Morgan�s nerves were starting to relax and she was growing tired but after hours of being stuffed with a bunch of strangers, Morgan wasn�t ready to leave yet. It was a beautiful night and without the vain moon, the stars shined in all their glory that the water reflected back. There was a slight breeze but there was little chill to it. Everything was perfect and peaceful, something she hadn�t felt for a long time.
�It is not safe for a woman to be walking alone, especially in the dead of night.�
A scream lodged itself in Morgan�s throat but never came out as more than a gasp but she did manage to jump out of her skin. Her power flared around her as her hands came up in defensive of any attack and she turned to stare at the speaker. She had once again been stupid. In a strange land full of strangers, she shouldn�t have let her guard down and she certainly shouldn�t have gone for a walk. Maybe everyone had been right; she was a foolish little girl.
It took Morgan a few minutes to realize that she was staring at Lord Michio and a few more to fully calm down but though she lowered her hands and power, she remained on guard. Though she knew that Michio wouldn�t harm her in fear of facing Sesshoumaru�s wrath, she still didn�t trust him.
Michio�s brow rose in interest as he watched the energy around her slowly calm until there was nothing but enough to tingle his senses.
�Then maybe, you are more than you seem.� Michio smiled.
Michio was seated on a rock facing the waves. By the looks of it, he had been here since the party ended since he was wearing the same clothing but he had removed his sword which was now lying across his lap.
�What do you want, Lord Michio?� Morgan calmly asked though she itched to put a few more feet between them. She had almost stumbled completely on him before he made her notice him. All she had to do was reach out and she would touch his foot.
�I wanted to enjoy the ocean,� Michio answered with a soft smile, �After such a gathering, it takes time to calm ones nerves, wouldn�t you agree?�
Morgan couldn�t argue with that. After all, she was doing the same thing and she nodded her agreement.
�It is comforting to know that others share my simple pleasures,� Michio said and looked at the waves. �Most think of the ocean as nothing more than a large body of water. Not even my daughters share my enjoyment.�
�I�m sure the youngest shares some of your appreciation.�
�Yes, Aki, my headstrong, little daughter. Like most, I do not understand her.�
�She�d make a fine leader. Her head is not clouded by petty things and her intellect is no doubt beyond her years.�
Morgan thought that her words would be a compliment but by the way Michio�s eyes darken and his jaw tightened, it was obviously the wrong thing to say. She didn�t get it. Wasn�t a father supposed to be proud of his children not disgusted? Morgan backed up a step when Michio turned his eyes on her.
�You are saying that I should let one of my daughters rule my lands after I pass,� Michio accused.
Morgan shook her head.

�No, I am just saying that you should be proud of her.�
�Son�s are pride. Daughters are burdens.�
Morgan�s own eyes darkened and her hands clenched into fist. She understood that most men thought as women beneath them, even in her own country women were treated like dirt but that didn�t mean she had to like it or put up with it.
�My father would disagree. Both I and my sisters have proven ourselves to be as strong as any male were put up against, including our own brothers.�

�That would explain why you had to abandon your own country.�
Morgan growled threateningly but it was cut short when Michio suddenly moved from his perch and appeared in front of her. She quickly put space between them and prepared her body for an attack.

She wasn�t stupid. Michio could easily kill her but if she backed down, she would only end up in proving him right.

Michio�s eyes studied her noticing her stance. The yukata didn�t offer much room to move without falling apart but she seemed unconcerned with it and despite it, she seemed comfortable. Her power was rising in defense. There was enough of it to make him curious but not enough to worry him. His eyes lowered to her feet. The hem of the yukata was soaked through to her ankles and her feet were covered in sand. The yukata had parted enough to reveal some pale smooth skin of her calf and his eyes narrowed.
�Why does he want you?�
It was spoken more to himself than to her but Morgan heard it and it was enough to throw her off for a moment.
�What are you taking about?� Morgan growled.
Michio�s eyes rose to meet hers and Morgan steeled herself for what she saw. This was no longer the cheerful host of the party but a cold lord, a killer of life. If she pissed him off or if he decided, he could kill her now without remorse. Not even Sesshoumaru with his passive and cold nature ever had the cold eyes of a killer.
�You are no lady.� Michio snarled causing Morgan�s fear to rise and forcing her to take another retreating step back.
�No lady would show herself as you do now. No lady would be out here alone, in the dead of night. There is not a trace of nobility in your blood and under that sweet soap is the stench of a servant. There is no power in you. No decent breeding. There is nothing but soft flesh and an appealing face. Why would he want you?�
Her pride damaged, Morgan felt her temper flare and bared her fangs at the lord despite her better judgment.
�Maybe because this piece of flesh is better company than your petty daughters,� Morgan growled back. �You should wake up and look around you, Lord of the Southern Lands. Two of your daughters are as old as I yet where as I have Sesshoumaru, they have no one. Have you stopped to wonder why? Maybe, even with all their breeding, they are nothing more than pretty faces and a worthless title. I may not be a lady, Lord Michio, but I am all woman and if being a lady means giving up that, than I�d rather be low class.�
For the first time, Morgan saw Michio�s face twist in rage and raised her defenses when he began stepping toward her.
�You do not know your place, woman,� he snarled.
�And apparently, neither does you, Lord Michio.�
Morgan�s back stiffened when she heard Sesshoumaru�s voice and even though she didn�t want him here, she couldn�t help but feel relieved. She saw Michio stop his advances and stare past her. Not wanting to take her eyes of Michio but knowing he wouldn�t attack her, she slowly turned around to face the arrival of the younger lord.
Her breath caught in her throat when she saw that he was half nude, apparently, he had seen the confrontation up in his room and had come to investigate, and felt heat rise to her face as she took in his bare chest and bare feet. Morgan had seen the bare chests of men before. When living in close quarters with several of them, she knew all the secrets of the male body but none had affected her as Sesshoumaru�s had. Thankfully, she was too embarrassed and intimidated for Sesshoumaru to affect her fully but not enough for her not to notice the scare on his left arm. She couldn�t really tell in the lighting but it looked like it went completely around the appendage. The arm had been removed then reattached. Morgan had never seen this type of magic but she had heard of it. It took the talent of a well disciplined and powerful healer, youkai, or priest. Morgan couldn�t help but wonder what had caused Sesshoumaru to lose his arm and who had been powerful enough to put it back. But at the moment, she had more important things to worry about that.
�Lord Sesshoumaru,� Michio greeted and bowed though not as low as he had when they first arrived to his home, �forgive me but this female had insulted me. I felt the need to defend my honor as well as my daughters�.�
�I heard the conversation, Michio,� Sesshoumaru stood by Morgan side and stared calmly at the lord. �From what I heard, it was Morgan who had the need for defense.�
�Lord Sesshoumaru-�

�This woman is my betrothed,� Sesshoumaru growled, �and I have reasons for choosing her.�
Morgan�s ears perked up expectantly, wanting to hear what he was going to say. She had hoped that it would be in private but by the way things were going, Michio was going to get it out of him easier than she would have if things had gone as she planed.
�My lord,� Michio began, �the girl has a pretty face and would be wonderful company but as a lady, she will only fail. How will she protect your pups? How will she defend your side? There is nothing to her but long legs, pretty eyes, and soft skin.�
Morgan growled low in her throat and was opening her mouth was opening to retort but Sesshoumaru�s demand caught her breath in her throat.
�Morgan, show him what you can do.�
Morgan took a few deep breaths, hoping she heard him wrong before looking at him.
�What?�
�Show him what you can do. Prove to him that I was not mistaken in choosing you.�
Morgan had heard that a broken heart felt like a fist was in the chest, applying pressure to the weakened heart and steadily squeezing the life out of it. Morgan had always thought that was horse shit but she now knew she was wrong. Somebody�s hand was in her chest, squeezing her own heart. She fought the tears that were threatening to spill as she stared up at Lord Sesshoumaru. If he noticed, he didn�t show it but continued to stare at Lord Michio.
Morgan took a shaky breath and forced herself to be calm. Well, she had her answer. It wasn�t the answer she wanted but at least she knew now. It was better than finding out after the pups were born.
�As you wish, my lord,� her voice was barely a whisper and had more emotion that she would have liked. She flinched when she heard it and wished that she was able to remain static like her sister in times like these. But since there was nothing she could do about it now, she stepped away from them and headed farther down the shore.
Sesshoumaru stared after her. Hearing the answer that was out of her character, Sesshoumaru sensed her turmoil and wondered what had made it so. He watched as she rubbed her eyes with the palm of her hand, almost childlike before stiffing her back and turning to the sea.
�I don�t really care at the moment, but if you two want to raise your chances of surviving this, I recommend you get away from that bolder.� Morgan demanded without looking at them. Both sensed the hostility in her voice and did as she commanded. The order may have had her traditional fire but again Sesshoumaru noticed the change. Normally, it would have been an empty threat but this time, he suspected she had been serious and when he felt her power rise only a few moments later, his suspicions were confirmed.
The sea, that had once been calm, twisted upon itself in fury. Waves crashed upon the sand at their feet, soaking them in the progress. Both Michio and Sesshoumaru had to brace themselves against the fury. Sesshoumaru, fearing that Morgan might be swept away, made a move for her when a stronger wave nearly hurled into them. Both were knocked to their feet but when they looked up, Morgan remained standing, completely wet but completely calm.
They watched her take in a deep breath before raising her hands to the sky and another burst of power flew from her, making them feel like they could hold it in their own hands. The starlit sky darkened with ominous clouds. The sea seemed to calm a bit and as they looked on, water spots rose from the water to the clouds and began dancing on the water. There were five in all and Morgan seemed to be struggling to hold them. Sesshoumaru watched her arms spasm and he barely made out a cry of pain when lightening flew from her hands and joined the large twisters, dancing between them, splitting the sky, and coming dangerously close to the shore.
�It this enough, Lord Sesshoumaru,� Morgan yelled over the roar of the sea and wind, �or should I do more? I don�t know how much I got but I�m sure I can wash out this beach and destroy half the hillside before I�m done.� Morgan�s back stiffened and fury of the sea picked up and if they hadn�t prepared, they might have been knocked off their feet again. �How about it, Sesshoumaru? How much more do you want me to show him?�
She was angry at him again and Sesshoumaru wanted to lung at her and shake her until she told him what was wrong but water filled his mouth forcing him to choke and gag on salt. Michio wasn�t faring much better and was trying to stay on his feet. Sesshoumaru never noticed that Michio�s hand was on his shoulder.

Sesshoumaru growled as another wave rolled into them and lightening split the sky again. Morgan wasn�t going to stop. Not until he told her to or until she passed out from all the energy she was using. He hadn�t expected this. He expected her to do something like she had showed him when they had stayed at Inuyasha�s. Never had he expected this much fury from of her.
�That�s enough, Morgan,� he ordered over the fury of the sea.
Almost instantly, the sea calmed down though not as perfectly as before. It seemed as if it too were confused about what just happened. Morgan didn�t turn to face them but continued to stare at the sea. He could see the rise and fall of her shoulders as she took in deep breaths. Her arms were lowered at her sides and her fists were clinched so tightly the knuckles were white. Sesshoumaru could smell the blood from where her claws pierced the skin. Her yukata was wet and it clung to her body like a second skin, almost revealing the pale skin underneath.

Michio coughed and shook the water out of his hair and face.
�Damn,� he coughed again and stared at the back of the girl before them. �What the hell was that all about?�
Sesshoumaru didn�t answer but didn�t half to. Michio chose not to wait for one as he patted Sesshoumaru�s shoulder, all confrontations and social standards put aside.
�You got yourself a wild one Sesshoumaru,� Michio complemented before another coughing fit overtook him. �Damn,� he said after he was finished. �I think you two are made for each other.�
Without waiting for an answer, Michio made his way up the beach; heading for his home and preparing an explanation for any guest that might have waken to the commotion and with the plan to have a smith make him another sword since his was now lost at sea.
Sesshoumaru stared at Morgan�s back. She had yet to say anything but seemed instead to be trying to calm down. Slowly, Sesshoumaru made his way to her and raised his hand. He hadn�t even lowered it to her shoulder when she turned around and punched him square on the cheek with everything she had left.
She stared angrily down at him. Not caring about she had just done or surprised that she had managed to knock him on his ass, or embarrassed that her yukata no longer hid anything. At the moment, she didn�t care about anything other than her anger.
�You bastard!�
She moved to kick him in the stomach; not carrying that Sesshoumaru was growling in anger nor carrying how foolish her attack was. She screamed in outrage when Sesshoumaru caught it and knocked her off her own feet but when he moved to restrain her, she managed to punch him in the jaw again, startling him enough to kick him away from her.
Sesshoumaru snarled in his own fury but where Morgan was blinded, he still had his head. So when Morgan pounced on him to do more damage, he was prepared. Using her own momentum, he rolled her under him and straddled her. Grabbing her wrist and forcing them to the ground beside her head, she could do nothing but thrash around, trying to dislodge him.
�Be still!� He ordered.

�Fuck You!�

She arched under him in another attempt to throw him off her and screamed when it failed. Sesshoumaru stared down at her, waiting for her to tire herself out and didn�t think he had long after all the energy she used in her display but when he saw her eyes turn red and felt a shift in her power and a tension in her muscles, he knew just how far her fury was going to take her. She was going to transform.

�No!� Sesshoumaru yelled down at her and before she could stop him, he turned her around and forced her face into the dirt and threw his body on top of her. He grabbed a handful of hair at the nape of her neck, claws just piercing the skin. In seconds, he had her in a submissive hold and though she could resist, he had threw her concentration off just enough to stop the transformation which was his only goal at the moment. After realizing what he did, Morgan again screamed and began yelling at him in her own language but when she tried to move, Sesshoumaru merely tightened his grip and lowered more of his weight onto her.
�Calm down,� he ordered after she trashed hard enough for on of his claws to pierce deeper. Her blood ran down her neck now but if she noticed, she didn�t show it.
�Get off me,� she yelled at him thought not as loud. Her voice was starting to sound raspy and she was breathing heavier from exertion instead of rage.
�Calm down,� he ordered again.
�You bastard, you have no right saying that to me.�
Sesshoumaru�s eyes narrowed but he felt her muscles relax and loosened his grip.
�Explain that to me.�
�Get the fuck off me,� Morgan growled and opened her eyes to look at him. The red was gone but tears were in her eyes. There was so much pain that Sesshoumaru felt his own heart clench. Slowly, in case she attacked again, he rose off her and sat back on his haunches.
Morgan practically scrambled in an attempt to get away from him but it was no more than a few inches when her energy finally gave out. But she acted like she had but miles between them. She remained sitting but tucked her yukata pack into place which had come undone in the fight and continued to glare up at him. With the task done, she leaned on her hip and sighed the last of her rage away.
�Morgan-�
�The answer is no,� she interrupted and lowered her eyes to her lap.
�No?�
She met his eyes, her anger spiking. �No, I will not be your mate.�
When Sesshoumaru didn�t answer right away she sat up straighter and narrowed her eyes.
�Are you just going to accept it or are you going to ask me why?�
Sesshoumaru felt his own anger rising with the hurt but suppressed it as he stared at her.
�Which choice do you wish me to take?�
�Damn you.� Morgan scrambled to her feet, a little unsteady but full of pride as she towered above him. �Do you not care? Do you not care that I refuse? Do you not care that I may wish to never see you again? Do you care at all?�
�What difference does it make?� Sesshoumaru growled and rose to his feet. Morgan only glared at him.
�I told you a long time ago that if you wanted me for my powers than you could forget about having me for a mate.�
Realization hit Sesshoumaru hard as Morgan recalled their deal and after remembering what he had told her when facing Michio; he could now see her anger, just not her fury. But it was justified.
�You don�t love me, Sesshoumaru,� Morgan continued, tears now falling freely. �I don�t think you ever could love me and I disserve better than that. The answer�s no. I�ll be your soldier, but not your mate. I�ll defend your side but I will not bear you an heir. Honestly, unless is business, I don�t want to see you again.�
Sesshoumaru stared at her, emotions he didn�t understand eating away inside him but he refused to show that to her.
�Is that all?�

�No, it�s not all,� Morgan screamed at him, pain written all over her face. She was hugging her middle now, as if trying to keep the pieces in. �I love you, you asshole. I don�t know why but I do. Now leave me before I hit you again.�
She loved him. Sesshoumaru felt his heart clenched when the words hit him and for the first time and years, pain showed on his face but she didn�t see it. After pouring her heart out to him, Morgan had turned her back to him, trying to get the tears under control but finding it a loosing battle.
She loved him but did he love her? Sesshoumaru thought about it but was honestly unsure. He had never allowed himself love anyone after the death of his mother. Rin had managed to worm her way into his heart but she had been the only one and it had taken him months before he actually thought of her as anything other than tag along. Did he love this woman before him? Sesshoumaru thought about never seeing her again and his stomach knotted and he felt himself shaking inside. No, he couldn�t have that. He had to have her with him. He had to be able to see her whenever he felt the need. He needed her by his side. He needed their fights. He needed her laughter. He needed her fire. He needed her. But did he love her? He had to. He didn�t know what else he could be feeling. Nothing had ever squeezed his heart like this before.
�Morgan,� Sesshoumaru reached for her unable to say it but hoping to get her to look at him and see it.
She must have heard something in his voice for she started sobbing uncontrollably.
�Don�t. Don�t say anything,� she cried. �Please, just leave. I don�t want to see you right now.�
�Morgan.� He touched her arm, hoping to get her to face him but it seemed to cause something to snap for she suddenly took off, running down the beach as if the flames of hell were on her heels. Sesshoumaru stared after her feeling both confused and rejected and at the same time, knowing he had been the cause of it all.
AN: I did it. I got the next chapter up. I thank everyone for their patience and hopefully, I won�t take to long with the next chapter.
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