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Learning to Love	By : Ikaru Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 22062 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, nor do I make any money from this. I did borrow a scene from the Dojinshi Raindrops by extremely talented Youkai Yume, but I made sure to get her permission.
Here is a link to the start of the scene I was inspired by, http://youkaiyume.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d1sre2x
I am soooooo sorry for how long it has taken me to update, RL has been crazy busy for me. Also please forgive any grammar/spelling errors as I was not able to devote as much time to editing this as I would like, I will get back to it later though I promise!!
Well this time we’re jumping to what’s happening in the Western Palace as our favorite family is finally closing in on the home stretch. So without further adieu, on with the show!!
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“Papa, do I have to wear this?” Ikaru’s voice almost bordered on a whine.
“It will not hurt you to dress like your gender for one day daughter, besides if you are going to face that mob out there it would be better for you to look your best. I happen to think you look far more intimidating dressed like this than in your normal clothing.” Inutaishio smirked at his fidgeting daughter as the maid was trying to brush her hair.
“Do I have to have a fancy hairstyle too?” She looked pleadingly at her fathers’ reflection in the looking glass.
“Well it would look better with the kimono musume.” Inutaishio said still smirking. He knew that if Serenity had wanted Ikaru to wear her hair in an elaborate design, she would have done it in an instant without any complaints, but then again Serenity would have been the one doing her hair he thought sadly. Before his thoughts of his deceased mate saddened him too much he turned his attention to his daughter and how pretty she looked in her kimono. The kimono was colored a forest green with a clover colored obi. It was a simple silk kimono, but it had the traditional seven layers of a princess, three of which were set aside at the moment were worn more as coats than as parts of the main garment.
“I want a simple high ponytail like yours Papa.” She said smiling sweetly; she knew she had him then. He laughed and just nodded his acceptance. It was a miracle she agreed to wear it up at all. Unfortunately the maid hadn’t been paying attention to the quiet conversation between the Lord and Princess; she had been focusing solely on brushing out the thick strands of Ikaru’s hair, trying desperately not to tug too harshly.
When she had finally finished brushing all of the Princesses hair, she started pulling sections of it out and pinning them into the beginnings of an elaborate design. Suddenly the Princess looked in the mirror and noticed what she was doing. Her eyes widened, and her sharp voice cut through her concentration.
“What do you think you are doing?” Ikaru said her eyes narrowing at the maid.
“I’m sorry milady I thought this is what the lord wished.” She said quickly dropping the section of hair she was working on and taking a step back.
“The Lord may have wished it but it is my head, and I decide what is done to it.” She said
“Ye…yes milady, I apologize.” The maid stuttered and bowed. Ikaru sighed and turned to look at the maid directly.
“It is fine Mina, please just undo this mess and fix it in a simple high ponytail.” Ikaru said patting the head of the shivering maid.
“Yes milady, right away.” Mina said as she quickly righted herself and began undoing what she had done. She just as quickly rebrushed everything and set Ikarus’ heavy hair into a high ponytail as she requested. She tied her hair up with a lovely dark green ribbon that contrasted strikingly with her silver hair.
“Thank you Mina, this is much better, I do not feel so completely out of my element with my hair like this.” She smiled at Mina.
“Um…If I may be so bold milady this comb would look lovely with your kimono, and make this simple hairstyle look more refined.” Mina said holding up a comb with a large pink sakura blossom in the middle of it.
“That belonged to mama…” Ikaru said, her eyes taking on a faraway look for a moment. Then she shook her head slightly and gave Mina a small smile. “Very well Mina, if it will get you and Papa off of my chest I will wear it.”
Mina smiled at her and quickly put it in at the base of her ponytail and adjusted the ribbon to where it surrounded the pink blossom.
“It looks very good on you musume.” Inutaishio said looking fondly at the comb, then his daughter who had the faintest pink dusting spreading over her cheeks under his scrutiny.
“Yes she does look lovely, a striking resemblance to the late queen.” A new voice said from the doorway.
“Ah Izayoi, is something the matter, we were just finishing up in here.” Inutaishio said walking over to his mate and giving her a welcoming hug.
“I came to warn you that the group outside is beginning to get restless, they will not remain quiet much longer.” She said still in his embrace. Izayoi was a lovely demoness, both in her personality and appearance.
She had warm brown eyes, that sparkled when she laughed, snow white hair, and unlike most demons who were pale regardless of how much exposure to the sun they had, she had naturally sun kissed skin, both traits she had passed on to her son Inuyasha . She was a dog demon from a noble clan in the western territory, and her meeting the lord had happed purely by accident. She had snuck out of her families’ manor to collect some apples in their orchard, and he just happened to be passing by in his patrol of the territory. It was funny because he had assumed her to be a simple maid because of her outfit, but realized his mistake when some real maids from the house had come out to scold and collect her. Their hands had touched briefly and he had felt a spark similar to the one he had felt when he had met Sakura so many years before. It hadn’t taken much talking on his part to convince her father to allow a courtship between the two, and before too long they had been mated.
Ikaru still thought Serenity had had something to do with it, but kept those thoughts to herself. She was happy her papa was happy again, and she enjoyed being called ‘nee-san’ by Inuyasha. By the time they had been mated both she and Sesshoumaru had been too old to consider, or need her to be their mother. To her credit, she never tried to force them to call her mother, but she did try to be their friend, which at moments was almost as bad. Ikaru was knocked out of her musings when Izayoi asked her a question.
“Ikaru, dear, do you need any help with your makeup before you go out.” She said with a pleasant smile. For as much as Ikaru was a tom boy, Izayoi was the eptimum of femininity, and Ikaru had to bite back the sigh that was begging to escape.
“No thank you Izayoi, I do not like to wear makeup, nor do I think it is necessary for this situation.” Ikaru said politely. Izayoi pouted a little but perked back up instantly, never staying down for long, she was also always annoyingly cheerful.
“Of course dear, silly me I keep forgetting, are you ready to go?” she said still smiling.
Ikaru looked at her reflection, and couldn’t help but see the resemblance to Sakura Izayoi was referring to. Knowing that she looked even a little like her mama, gave her a little boost of confidence and courage to face the pack of vipers that had congregated in the courtyard. Mina was standing patiently holding up the last layers of her outfit, she walked over and slipped into them.
“I am as ready as I will ever be. Let’s go get this over with Papa.” She sighed and walked out of her chambers at a brisk walk and soon stood before the main doors. She motioned for the guards to open the doors. They jumped to do her bidding, and soon she and Inutaishio were standing before a large crowd of demonesses, followed by Izayoi and Inuyasha. They were all here to petition to be allowed to court Sesshoumaru. All of them were lovely to look at, and most came from good family backgrounds, but Ikaru saw them for what they really were. The whole lot of them were nothing but a pack of vipers trying to sink their teeth into her brother. She raised her hand to silence the crowd, and when she had all of their attention she spoke the well rehearsed lines she had said dozens of times before.
“You all have come here seeking the chance to be allowed to court my brother, and the answer is the same now as it always has been. He does not wish for a mate at the moment, so the answer is no.” she said keeping her icy gaze on the crowd, waiting for the protests to start. She didn’t have to wait long before the strongest female in the crowd stepped forward to speak her mind.
“Milady the answer is the same every time, when will he be ready to choose one of us?” The female asked; she had a pretentious air about her, and worst of all she was cocky. She knew that she was the strongest of the bunch and possibly the only one who would be able to survive a fight for dominance. Ikaru fought another sigh from escaping, and turned her cold gaze on the female who was too stupid to even be afraid. She had been putting off being brutally honest with these females, but she had had enough, it was time for a slap of reality for all of them.
“The answer is never, none of you are anywhere near strong enough to compete with him, and it is only through his generosity that those of you who have challenged him directly still live.” Her voice was deadly calm, and the guards around her had to fight not to show their discomfort.
The crowd was silent, all too stunned to speak. Murmurs suddenly erupted from the crowd as the front gates opened. Ikaru finally felt the presence she had been missing for all the time he had been gone. Sesshoumaru walked in through the front gates holding a woman to his side, and they were holding a child protectively between them. The woman and child didn’t register in Ikaru’s mind at first, but an extreme sense of relieve flooded her just knowing that he was safe.
“He’s back. He’s alright…and he is MATED!!!” She thought as she finally noticed the crescent on the woman’s’ forehead.
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Well that’s it folks, yes I know an evil little cliffy….mwahaha!!
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