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Unexpected Endeavors	By : Scottishfae Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 70550 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Unexpected Endeavors
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Arc 4: Of Loss
Chapter 24: Anger & Depression

They entered the grounds as Sesshomaru always did--the court lined up, greeting him. There were new additions, he noted, next to his mother. The courtyard was, also, obviously nervous. Sesshomaru had let his youki loose when they got close to his home. They all knew very well how angry he was.

Amaya didn’t even bat an eye.. She stood there--clad in blues and soft oranges--with a smile on her red-painted lips. “My son, welcome home. Let me introduce you to someone very important--”

“I have no desire to speak to you,“ Sesshomaru interrupted. “Please take your other son and leave me be. You both try my patience.”

Haru walked up sheepishly, his hands in his pockets. He smiled at Tamara, who blinked. She brought her fan up and held it in front of her face.

Amaya grabbed her own fan and violently swatted Tamara’s hand. “No need to act coy around this one.”

She turned and followed her eldest son; effectively dismissing everyone to their day. Haru and Tamara followed behind her.

What seems to be the problem, my esteemed son?” Amaya asked.

Sesshomaru was already sitting in front of his writing desk; he didn’t acknowledge her. She, with Haru and Tamara, entered and sat down in front of the table. Haru motioned for the servant to bring tea. There was an awkward silence between the group.

Amaya hit Tamara, again, with the fan. She pointed with her head towards Sesshomaru. The younger youkai nodded her head. “Um--h-how was your trip, m-milord?”

He looked up at her with disinterest.

“You should answer your future wife,” Amaya chided.

“I will not. Because she is not,” he answered before returning to reading his scrolls.

“How rude! I am sure Ichimaru-dono would not be happy to hear this.”

The Taiyoukai did not turn from his business.

“Sesshomaru, listen to me!” Amaya growled.

“Sesshomaru-dono.”

“What?” Amaya puzzled.

“Sesshomaru-dono, is how you will address me. Even as my mother, you are my inferior.”

“Inferior?!”

“Yes,” he continued in the same cool tone. “Inferior. You will not question or interfere in my actions; nor will you manipulate them or my orders.”

“I would no--”

“You have, but no longer. I will not tolerate it anymore.”

“How dare you? Inferior? I am your mother and am more powerful than you by right and reality.”

Sesshomaru snorted. “Only in your mind.”

He turned to Tamara. She was staring down at her lap; her shoulders slumped. He felt an odd emotion well up in him; something he was unsure of. Allowing his posture to relax, he addressed the girl. “I apologize for my mother’s action. I do not blame you for the wrongs my mother has manipulated you into doing.”

He stopped and glared as Amaya tried to interrupt.

“I am writing your father now to explain the situation. However, feel free to stay here for as long as you like--”

“Y-you mean--?”

He shook his head. “No, but if I remember correctly, you came from a large family. Sometimes we need breaks from our family and you may always find yourself welco--”

“Mongrel!” Amaya screamed. “Your human whore has warped you! You are not my son.”

She stood. Haru watched her wearily; he too stood though, and went to her side. “Now, mother, watch what you say--”

“Haru, don’t take his side.”

“I am not, but I know too well the wrath of angry family.”

Amaya sneered. “There is something that has sickened my son. Tamara, we shall go. The marriage will continue. The omiai is scheduled for the next full moon--prepare for it or war. Your choice.”

Sesshomaru looked at her stoically. “You do not realize the magnitude of your threat.”

“And neither do you.”

The servant came in with a tray of tea. She was jumpy and would not look up. The Taiyoukai ignored her--and the others. They eventually left.

“Jaken, bring Hanoa to me.”

The retainer, standing in the hall, did as he was told.

You’ve made the gossipers very happy,” Hanoa commented, coming into the room.

His footfall was barely audible as he walked towards the Taiyoukai.

“They can have their fill. She has crossed the line.”

“And what line would finally get to you, Sesshomaru-dono?”

“She has manipulated innocences to harm others.”

Hanoa smiled. “You grow more like your father each day.”

“I do not wish to be like my father.”

“Oh?”

“No, I mean to be greater than he; stronger, to protect all I care about.”

The older man’s grin threatened to split his face in two. “So what can I help you with, Sesshomaru-dono?”

“I need ears where I can get them.”

“And you wish I be one of them?”

Sesshomaru nodded. “I have others, but you are in a position to help me the most.”

“I’m afraid not,” he responded sadly. “I don’t like what Amaya-sama is doing either. My vocalising that dislike has me all but banished from ‘useful access.’”

“Haru will gather information from them; then--”

“He’s agreed to help?”

Sesshomaru nodded.

“Wow, I never knew the two of you had become close, though I had always hoped.”

“Haru has things he needs to conquer still. Until then, I keep him at arm's length.”

“But you asked him for his help.”

“I do. You, Hanao, are beloved by all circles for your kindness. Haru can make anyone love him. You two are quite perfect for this task.”

Hanao gave a thin smile. “You are wrong.”

“About?”

“Haru. He can’t make everyone love him”

Behind shaded walls, a tinkering of a windchime could be heard. The breeze that pushed it rattled the wooden blinds from their post.

Kagome sat in the river bath. The steps inside allowed for a light perch. In the background, Cho and Sango prattled on trying to draw the younger girl into conversation. “Kagome,” Sango sighed when miko continued to tune them out. “You know things will get better.”

She absently nodded. Sango crouched down and slapped Kagome. Keeping her hands on the miko’s cheeks, she made her look her in the eyes. “You are not listening! I have had almost all my family slaughtered--my only brother is being used as a pawn by the person who killed them all. Loss is hard plain and simple, but you have to be strong. You have to be you.”

“He-he hates me.”

The tears came again, and she crumpled into Sango’s arms. The Taijiya scooted forward, ignoring the water soaking into her kimono.

“This is Sesshomaru-dono we’re talking about--if he didn’t like you then you wouldn’t be here.”

Kagome shook her head. “He’s nicer than that.”

Sango snorted. “You’re probably the only one who thinks he is nice.”

“He really is, I promise.”

“Oh?” Sango prompted.

The miko had stopped her crying though her breath still hitched every breath. “Tell me one thing that makes him nice?”

“He was gentle when he knew I was uncomfortable when we....”

“But that could be any man,” Sango rebutted. “What makes him nice? You can’t count sex because men are always a gentlemen when they are so close to what they really want.”

“Sango?” Kagome asked.

She shook it off with a wave of her hand. “So tell me, when was he nice?”

“He told me I was beautiful--and perfect.”

“Really?”

Kagome nodded. Cho walked up to the two of them. She sat on the edge of cutout and put her feet in. “So,” she began. “I’m curious, how did it go with Sesshomaru that night?”

“W-what do you mean?”

“You know--how was he?”

Kagome bent her head forward, allowing her hair to cover her reddening face. “It wasn’t what expected. More of what you warned me about, Cho-san.”

“Oh,” the inuyoukai responded.

Her shoulders slumped. “I was hoping for more...passion. Haru definitely inherited that from his father.”

“I always heard that Taisho-dono had been very respected in bed as well,” Sango commented.

“Oh, most definitely,” Cho eagerly confirmed. “But Sesshomaru has always been...”

“Cold?”

“No.”

“Emotionless?”

“Uh-uh.”

“Distant?”

“Reserved,” Kagome interjected.

Cho smiled. “Exactly.”

Sango laughed. “Well, maybe Haru-san needs to coach Sesshomaru-dono more.”

“If only Haru was coming back.”

Kagome looked at the inuyoukai. “He’s not?”

“No, Sesshomaru has returned home to make sure further attempts to challenge his power are not successful.”

“He’s not going to hurt anyone?”

Cho shook her head. “No, he’s just making sure he enough ears about to catch things before they start.”

“And Haru is going to help?” Sango asked. “That seems unusual. He seems to enjoy more following his own musings.”

“Haru has his own issues to resolve--and like all in that family--he’s too stubborn to ask for help.”

Kagome chewed on her lip. “Maybe there is a way to help him without him knowing we’re helping,” she suggested.

Cho shook her head. “No, first we must help you. I’m sure you will need to go through the ceremony again. Sooner rather than later, I would think. That way you are ready for his return.”

“You think he’ll be long? Sango asked.

“He’ll make sure nothing like this happens again.”

Kagome’s face, again, turned grim.
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