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It All Started On A Rainy Night [New Chapter!]	By : Aurizan Category: InuYasha > General Views: 4791 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. But Takara and other OCs are mine.
Note: Music inspiration for this chapter: Yoshida Brothers – Fuyu no Sakura (Cherry Blossoms In Winter.)
I suggest you listen to the song while reading the fashion show. It helped getting the feel come across much better. At least for me, lol!
I want to THANK Midnight Cat & JadeAngel for leaving reviews!
Midnight Cat - thank you so much for your kind words!!! I’m so happy that you really like this story! =) We’re nearing the end so you can contact me through coffeeinmymilk@gmail.com (this goes out to other readers as well!) that way I can keep you posted. I hope to hear from you soon and that you’ll enjoy the updates!!
JadeAngel - The explanation to why everyone has a problem with Kara & Sesshoumaru will be explained in a following chapter but I can tell you that Touga didn’t like it when Inuyasha and Kara told him they were a couple. In his eyes they all grew up like siblings and that’s why he is having such a hard time accepting the fact that Kara is with Sesshoumaru now. Thanks for bringing that to my attention and I hope I answered your question some!
Excuse Errors & Enjoy!

Three days previously...
As Sesshoumaru expected, they all stared at him as if he just sprouted a second head. His golden eyes gilded over the gathered crew seated by the oval table. They had all gathered. Jakotsu and his cousin Bankotsu Saito. Both had ties with SayurideSigns, Jakotsu as a former employee while Bankotsu was a sponsored client. Beside them sat Takashi and Takayuki Terauchi, more known by their alias as the Ah&Un brothers. On the opposite side of the table sat Rin and Kikyou, the latest editions, and Kouga.
Another moment of awkward silence and shifting gazes passed before Kouga broke it with two syllables. "No way."
"I've to agree with Kouga on this. Not happening. I'm not going to prance around looking like some damn fairy!"
"You have no choice, aniki. You bound by contract, remember?"
"What? No way! But I have stage fright!"
"Oh, please! You love the spotlight, aniki. It's not like it's your first fashion show."
"That's was a long time ago." Jakotsu snorted when Bankotsu folded his arms and looked stubbornly away with a huff.
"I think it's ingenious, Sesshoumaru-sama!" Rin chimed in with an excited voice. Her hazel eyes were wide and sparkled as they shifted and moved over the big blown up printed pictures. "It fits the concept perfectly. I mean what used to come out after dark? This is…this is great and different!"
"It's different alright. People will think we are fucking crazy if we do this! I don't know, Sesshoumaru. Is this really a good idea? This can blow up in our faces and become a disaster!"
"It won't," Sesshoumaru said, ending the discussing and dismissing Kouga's worries. "Kiite mina, for the next seventy-two hours none of us will be leaving this building so if there are matters that need to be dealt with, deal with them now. Kikyou, I want you to call your family and ask if they have an old miko uniform we can use. Rin, you will team up with Takashi and Takayuki while Jakotsu and Bankotsu will work as a team. You have forty minutes before returning here with two designs inspired by the pictures given to you. You may leave." Chairs got pushed back and everyone hurriedly left the boardroom to start working.
Sesshoumaru got up from his seat and began gathering his things. The whole time he felt Kouga's eyes follow his movement. "We're royally screwed, just so you know."
"We are not screwed."
"Oh yes, we are. The designs will be labeled as costumes and then what? We'll become the laughingstock in industry!"
"It will work, Kouga. Trust me."
Kouga sighed heavily and pressed his palms into his eyes. "I can't fucking believe we are doing this..."
"Does this mean you're onboard?" Sesshoumaru asked, sensing he was bracing himself. Even though he would never admit it out loud, he valued Kouga's opinion very much.
Kouga dropped his hands from his face and stared at the picture Sesshoumaru had printed out from him especially. Hoping it would inspire him to draw a piece for the new collection. Kouga chortled lowly and picked up the picture, shaking his head before he looked towards Sesshoumaru with a crooked grin. "No...But if this is our last show let's then leave the industry with a bang."

Present. Back at the Fashion Show.
The lights turned low. The head of the runaway changed display and appeared as a wide shoji door. The music began to play, a song with drums and shamisen, and the shoji door opened in the center to reveal Kikyou. She was wearing a traditional miko uniform. Red and wide pants tied by the waistline by a big bow. Hanging underneath the bow was a golden bell. She walked down the runway and the wide sleeves dragged across the floor. The haori was white with red trims and red ribbons. She had a thin red scarf draped loosely around the shoulders with a golden bell hanging of each end. With each move the bells would chime.
Kikyou looked haunting beautiful when she posed in the middle of the runway. A forlorn look on her pale face.
She turned around and the bells chimed again.
Two male models appeared. They wore dragon masks and had high ponytailed Mohawk. They were wearing black harem pants while their chests were bare and sprayed with golden paint. Black and green sequins had been decorated along the ribcages, shoulders and on the outside of their forearms all the way up to the knuckles and looked like dragon scales when they gleamed underneath the spotlights.
The male models reached the end of the runway when they raised their hands and at the same time blew out red glitter from their palms, creating the illusion of fire. "Oh!" Yuki giggled excitedly and reached for the glitter.
"Yuki, sit still." Kara demanded and tightened her grip on Yuki when the two models turned to walk away and a woman in a beautiful kimono came up next.
The kimono was brown and orange with white magnolia flower print and open wide in the front, showing off the model's legs. She was holding a black paper umbrella, spinning it in front of her as she walked down the runway until she reached the end. She raised the umbrella but stopped halfway, leaving her eyes and nose in the shadows. Her deep red lips curled into a cruel smile. Kara felt a chill down her spine when she saw the smile. It reminded her of the bedtime stories Izayoi used tell her about beautiful women who tricked their victims with a luring smile only to kill them later on in the night.
The model lowered her umbrella and turned back, keeping her face hidden the whole way. Two models appeared again in the same time and Kara recognized them instantly. "Jakotsu and Bankotsu?"
Kara heard Ayame gasp beside her. "Did you know?"
"No. I had no idea. Sesshoumaru didn't tell me they're in the show."
The cousins walked side by side down the runway. Jakotsu in a light purple kimono with green leaves while Bankotsu wore white hakama, a white haori and armour fitted over his chest and back. The armour was covered by a long piece of cloth with blue palm leaf designs and black rims. A red obi tied around his waist just above his hips.
Kara slapped a hand over her mouth to cover her laughter when Jakotsu struck a pose by placing a hand on his hip and stuck out his leg while Bankotsu threw an arm around Jakotsu's shoulder and the cousins posed as best friends in front of the flashing cameras. Both had swords on them. Jakotus's sword looked like a curved machete and hung on his side while Bankotsu had a huge halberd strapped on his back. "Are those for real...?"
"I don't know," Ayame laughed, shaking her head.
Kara laughed too and continued to watch the show. She liked Jakotsu's make-up and made a mental note to ask him about that later. Beside the red lipstick he had two long purple steaks running from each eye down to his chin. Bankotsu's long black hair had been pulled back and put in a long braid. On his forehead he had a purple star.
I wonder what that's about too?
The cousins turned away and walked down the runway, laughing and smiling at each other. Kara looked towards Ayame and Ayame only shook her head with a smile. She was just as clueless as she was. What was going on? First a Miko then dragons, an Onryo and now bandits?
"I wonder what's next..." Ayame whispered and Kara nodded.
She was about to turn to Yuki and ask if she was alright when she heard Ayame inhale sharply again. Her head shot up. She looked down the runway and there stood Kouga. Kara's jaw dropped as he walked towards them in a black fur coat and boots. The coat reached to his mid-thighs. His hair was put into a high ponytail and several stands fell into his eyes. Kara didn't remember Kouga's eyes being so blue. They sparked electric blue and shone with a feral gleam.
He reached the runway's end and took off his coat. The entire room drew their breath. Kouga looked sinfully sexy in a black furry loincloth and his bronze sculpted chest bare. "Oh my..." Kara heard Ayame sigh. Kara managed to tear her eyes from Kouga to Ayame and saw the intensity blaze in Ayame's eyes. She looked like was about to jump Kouga's bones.
Not that I can blame her.
Despite herself Kara blushed when she returned her gaze to Kouga and roamed his body.
Kouga narrowed his eyes and grinned like a wolf. Kara's cheeks burned even more when a sudden heat flared up in her body at the sight of that cocky grin.
Kouga smirked once more before he turned away and that's when he appeared.
Sesshoumaru.
He strode down the runway with long and airy strides. "Daddy..." Kara thought she heard Yuki say but she sounded so far away.
Seeing Sesshoumaru left Kara with no doubt. He was the show stopper. The atmosphere in the room went up several notches. Something electrifying charging it.
Kara's blood pounded in her ears as her sight turned into tunnel vision and she saw only him. Sesshoumaru dressed in a white kimono with red honeycomb and flower crest at the collar and sleeves. He wore white sashinuki hakama which were gathered at the ankles, giving them the balloon effect. He wore armour that covered his chest and a spiky protector that started from the top of the armour plate and looped around his left shoulder while a huge boa-like fur wrapped around his right shoulder.
Time stood still when he stood before her. Kara couldn't catch her breath. The sheer power and presence radiating off him was completely overwhelming. Sesshoumaru, or the demon lord he appeared to be was someone not to be taken lightly.
Kara swallowed and noticing how her body grow warmer. It was completely different from heat flash Kouga gave her few seconds ago. The sight of Sesshoumaru started a slow burn and Kara knew only Sesshoumaru could put it out. She moved restless in her seat and squeezed her legs together when Sesshoumaru did a spin to leave the runway. His long hair fluttered and curved in the air. His silky hair strands glittered slivery in the spotlight.
Kara fought the urge to reach out and stop him. He was moving, getting further and further away from her, leaving her heart hammering in her chest. Sesshoumaru disappeared around the corner and suddenly sakura petals began to fall from the ceiling as the models appeared again for the finale walk. The entire room exploded in loud and booming applauses. "They did good! Fuck it! That was more than good. That's was incredible!"
Kara could only nod. She was still spellbound by the show. It hadn't been the ordinary fashion show but a play telling a story from start to end. She was so proud of Sesshoumaru and planned to show him just how much.
"Yeah...our men were great." Kara smiled, looking towards Ayame and she smiled too. The same proud mirrored in her green eyes.
"Daddy!" Yuki suddenly screamed happily and tried to jump off Kara's lap.
"Yuki, stop it!"
"No! Daddy is there! I want to go to Daddy!"
Kara looked up and saw Sesshoumaru and Kouga were posing in front of the cameras. They were clicking like crazy while the reporters shouted for them to look their way. Kara sighed and returned her focus to Yuki. "Yuki, your father is still busy. You have to wait a little longer."
"No!" Yuki cried and Kara knew a full-blown tantrum was about to happen when a shadow fell over her. She looked up and there stood Sesshoumaru, mighty and majesty as an emperor. "Yuki," He said. His voice surprisingly low despite the loud noises and shouts in the room. Yuki quieted down and looked up. "Come." Sesshoumaru held out a hand and all Kara could do was watch, like in a trance, when this beautiful man took her daughter right out of her arms.
Yuki eagerly went to her father. Not scared at all that he looked like a demon. Kara blinked and parted her mouth in a protest when she saw it. A glow in Sesshoumaru's golden eyes. A warm fatherly look when he looked at Yuki. A rare sight and the press made sure they took the picture.
Yuki pressed closer and buried her face in Sesshoumaru's boa and stayed like that when he turned and walked off the stage.

"Please, wait Sesshoumaru-sama! We just have few questions!"
"What you inspired for this collection?"
"Is it true Akakumo stole your designs and just showcased them?"
"When are you and Lady Takara going to get married? Are you planning to have more children?"
The reporters bombarded Sesshoumaru with questions when he opened the door to the limousine and got in. "Jaken. Drive."
"Hai Sesshoumaru-sama!" Jaken withdrew from the curb and joined the moving traffic.
Sesshoumaru pressed a button to the inside of the door and the divider separating them from the driver made a slow roll up. He sat back and made himself comfortable in the limo with a soft sigh and closed his eyes. Kara bit her lip and looked Sesshoumaru over. He had changed clothes but kept his makeup on. For some reason it didn't look bad on him, it only enhanced his already beautiful features. Her eyes followed the two maroon stripes on his cheeks. She knew Sesshoumaru had matching stripes on his wrists. Red eyeshadow on his eyelids. His long hair was combed back and showed a Prussian blue crescent moon on the center of his forehead. "Did you enjoy the show?"
"It was different," Kara licked her lips and brushed imaginary dirt from her dress and tugged the hem of the dress. Anything to keep her fingers busy.
Sesshoumaru opened his eyes and turned towards her. Kara's breath hitched. She hadn't expected see to lust darkening his eyes.
Instantly the heated look sent a heat current to her core and Kara's insides wobbled funnily. Without saying a word Sesshoumaru sat up and moved towards her. Kara scooted further back. She didn't know why but Sesshoumaru scared her. She felt like a prey caught in his sights.
Kara licked her lips again and Sesshoumaru's eyes dropped, growing even darker. Kara's warmth quivered, knowing she was in for it now. "So uhm…how did you come up with…uh that? You know the show?"
Sesshoumaru moved closer, cornering her, and placed a hand on her knee. Kara sucked in air and knew her nipples hardened into taut pebbles. "Yuki gave me the idea." His hand inched up her dress. Kara bit down on her lip and saw how her knees parted wider on their own freewill. Sesshoumaru's hand gilded smoothly upwards. It wasn't even much but Kara sighed throatily. Her head fell back, her eyes fluttering shut. "The book I found in her room inspired me. I didn't know you read Japanese tales to her."
"Mhm...what?" Kara opened her eyes again and caught the look in Sesshoumaru's eye. There was something dark and hungry in his golden orbs as if he knew she was completely under his command and would do anything. Sesshoumaru smirked and slipped his two fingers between her legs and began to rub the hot little nub he found there. "Oh! Sesshoumaru..." Kara moaned, feeling her nether regions stir and grow moist.
"I've missed you, koi."
"Me too...please! I-" Kara was wet before but now she was dripping through Sesshoumaru's fingers and it seemed Sesshoumaru had enough foreplay because he moved off her and threw off his coat. While Sesshoumaru worked with his zipper Kara took off her thong and parted her legs wide for him. Her dark eyes flew up and met his burning golden gaze. "Fuck me."
With a growl Sesshoumaru moved back between her thighs and thrusts his way inside her. He began moving strongly and swiftly with such fierce force behind his thrusts that Kara thought Sesshoumaru would break her in twos. But God, it felt good, so so good when his hard length kept refilling her over and over, his deep strokes touching a part of her that sent her world spinning. "Kami! Sesshoumaru!" Sesshoumaru answered with another growl and slammed against her. Kara cried out and pressed her hands against the door to keep her from slipping up and down the leather seat whenever Sesshoumaru entered her.
Her left leg was pinned high. Her stiletto pressed firmly into the roof when Sesshoumaru worked her with hard strong thrusts that had her whimpering and grunting in panting breaths, pushing her closer to her peak. "You're close, koi…very close." Sesshoumaru told her and increased his speed, hammering away.
He pulled up to cup her neck and drew her face to his for a kiss. He slipped her his tongue and Kara accepted with a soft sigh. His lips burned against hers, marking her as his when he kissed down along her jawline and then licked the shell of her ear. "Come." Sesshoumaru commanded and on the same note Kara got lost in a rush of heat and shouted her gratifications as waves of pleasure surged through her body. The rippling tightness sent Sesshoumaru over the edge as well. With a firm grip on her hips, his cock went as deep as it could go when he exploded inside her, howling his release.
Their bodies shook all over and relished from the pleasure. They remained in an embrace, kissing and touching each other with tenderness and lust when Kara pulled her lips away and let loose a long sigh while Sesshoumaru nibbled and kissed her neck. "We're going to be late to Kouga's and Ayame's bachelor and bachelorette party."
"We've already arrived."
"Say what?" Kara froze up and sure enough the limo had stopped moving. She shot up and pushed at Sesshoumaru's chest who lazily sat up with a grunt. His hair and shirt were in a disarrayed mess. Kara tried to collect herself. Smoothening down her dress and looked for her underwear. "Shit! We can't go in looking like this! We probably look like damn messes!"
"But sexy messes." Sesshoumaru purred and nuzzled her neck. Kara groaned and scooted away when the sparks started going off in her body again.
But Sesshoumaru was onto her and pulled her back. He reached out to her front and slid a hand up her stomach, cupping her breast. And something told Kara that they weren't going leave the limo anytime soon.
"Mhm," Kara moaned and moved to straddle Sesshoumaru. "I guess since we're already late, why stress, huh?"
Sesshoumaru smirked and gripped her hips. "My thoughts exactly..."

A/N: Mental note to myself - never write a fashion show again! I hope you guys enjoyed the chapters and that the end made up for the meek fashion show, lol!...That’s it for now and I can say in the next chapter Yuki’s paternity will be revealed...
So that leaves us with the question - Who's the Baby Daddy?
Sesshoumaru or Inuyasha?
In the meantime, take care!
Japanese words:
Kiite mina - Listen everyone.
An Onryo - A vengeful sprit.
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