Goodnight Lover | By : AncientChineseProverb Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 5939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s
Note: Sorry that this one took so freaking long to get out (although it is
within a week of the last update). Everything…EVERYTHING wanted to go wrong for
me this week, and I was this--*makes the hand gesture*--close to tearing my
hair out. Gah! But that’s life, eh?
Uh…let’s
see. Oh! I received a question as to what timeline this story takes place in.
At first, it was going to be slightly in the past (not the full 500 years in
the past, though), but then I decided against it and chose to make it a bit
easier on myself by making this in present-day. ^^
Also,
Anon from AFF…I have mentioned like…twice already that this is NOT going to be
exactly like the original story. It’s based off of it, which means, yes, the
source should be recognizable and some elements are going to be the same. But I
am not ‘copying someone’s work’, just basing my story on it. I have given
Lindsey credit in the second chapter as well. Read the author’s notes in both
the second and third chapters…I seriously don’t like repeating myself, seeing
as I have said the exact same thing twice (three times, if you include this
one). I could go into more detail about the differences between copying and
basing, but this author’s note is getting lengthy as it is. ^^; The story will
start to deviate within the next chapter, that I can
promise you (although I assume you didn’t read past the first chapter, judging
by your review). I’ve got everything planned out. ^^
And once
again, thank you guys so much for the reviews. I can’t begin to tell you how
much I appreciate them. *huggles*
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`~*~`Chapter Four`~*~`
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“That
went quite nice, would you not agree, Your Highness?” Miroku sighed at
Sesshoumaru’s silence. “Well, it could have been worse,” he said, shrugging.
“Oh? And how so? My queen-to-be is a vulgar, unmannered wench. Kami only knows where her virtues are--assuming she still
possesses them,” Sesshoumaru replied in a sardonic tone.
“Look on
the bright side, Your Majesty. If you’re correct about that, she will at least
be…‘experienced’.” He smiled slightly.
The
prince sent the man a withering glare that almost made him pee in his pants.
“You, as well as Kouga, will prepare the vehicle for the trip. Take any luggage
the girl packs down to it also. And locate my wretched brother and inform him
of our immediate departure.” Sesshoumaru began descending the stairs that lead
to the bar area. “I will oversee your job once you are finished.”
“Yes,
Your Highness,” Miroku said, bowing as he watched the prince move away from
him. He scratched the back of his head. “And to think…I was only being honest,”
he muttered under his breath. “Just thought he would appreciate that,
considering the situation…”
However,
Miroku wasn’t being entirely fair. After all, not every man thought about
things in the way that he did.
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“So…”
Sango said as she began pulling articles out of Kagome’s closet and tossing
them onto her bed. “What do you want to pack?”
“Nothing, Sango. I’m not going.”
“What?
But…”
“I’m not going.”
Sango’s
brows shot up. “But, Kagome-chan…you can’t do that! Those guys came all this
way…”
“Well,
that’s their problem to deal with. I have a life here. I don’t intend on
leaving it,” the other woman huffed.
“I
understand how you feel, but this is a chance for you to learn about your
family! Don’t you even want to know? I mean, that’s how I would feel if I were
in your situation.”
Kagome
looked at her before nodding. “I won’t lie and say I’m not curious…I don’t want
to have to marry a jerk like him to
find out, though. Besides, I want to stay here. I don’t want to go all the way
to the west to become something I’m not. I’m no princess, Sango.”
The older
woman chuckled lightly. “Boy, and I thought every
woman wanted to become a princess.”
Kagome
frowned. “Not me.”
Sango
sighed and shook her head. “Just think about it, Kagome-chan.” Moving to the
door, she said, “I’ll be downstairs…call me if you need
me.” She left the room.
Kagome
moved all of the clothing off of her bed and sat down. She was not lying; she
had no desire to become royalty to some family in the west. Especially when
assuming the family was anything like the man she was to marry.
How dare
he just show up and ruin her life? She had no warning whatsoever, just ‘hi,
come with us and forget everything you’ve done and all of your dreams to become
what we think you should be’! Didn’t her feelings on the matter count to
anything at all? Wasn’t she supposed to have a say in this? She was twenty
years old, going on twenty-one. She was an adult who could make her own
decisions!
‘That’s right. And I can decide
whatever the hell I want. I’m getting out of this!’
But
first, she had to get away from them.
She
looked around the room as she pondered her possible escape routes. The top
floor of the structure was too high for her to believe that she would survive that particular fall unscathed. ‘Hmm…Maybe I could sneak past them and go
through the front door…’ she thought to herself, but then shook her head at
that idea. ‘There’s three of them and
little ol’ me. I’d be spotted surely! And I can only
imagine what Mr. I’m-so-perfect has to say about that!’ Her brows slanted
downward at that thought.
She wrung
her hands, contemplating on what she would do. Whatever it was, she had to do
it fast…before it became long enough for them to realize she was gone.
‘Ah, the hell with it,’ she said in her mind as she
grabbed the sheets from her bed. ‘I’ll
take my chances with the window. I can probably dangle low enough for me to not
to break anything serious…’
After
securing knots in both of her sheets, blanket, and cases she had snatched off
of her pillows, Kagome made her way towards the window. She couldn’t help
casting a look over the sill before opening it fully. ‘I really hope this works…if
it doesn’t, please let me break an arm instead of my legs! That way, I can
still run!’ She tied an end to a nearby chair and lifted her skirt to climb
onto the windowsill.
There was
a knock at her door, and for a moment, she panicked. Grabbing the long
makeshift rope and nearly dropping it twice, she hurriedly tied it around her
waist. Kagome turned away from the room and took a deep breath, preparing herself
from the hopefully non-death-defying stunt.
Unfortunately
for her, she never saw the ashen-haired man open her door, honeyed eyes taking
in the situation for about a second before moving. Her hands had pushed off of
the surface and she fell for a few inches before she was roughly grabbed under
the arms and dragged back from where she started. Her brown eyes squinted in
confusion as she turned her head to see who had halted her decent into her
freedom. Upon seeing Sesshoumaru holding her and setting her back to her feet
on the wooden floor boards of her room, she nearly became hysterical trying to
shake his hands off of her.
“Why did
you stop me?!” she demanded to know. He released her.
“The only
way I will permit you to leap from that window is if you are trying to hang
yourself. The sheets are tied wrong if you were attempting to do so.”
Sesshoumaru crossed his arms. “It seemed as if you were trying to flee. I
cannot allow that.”
“And why not? It’s pretty obvious you don’t want to marry me, and I so don’t want to marry you. If I leave,
you won’t have to!”
He gave
her a displeased sigh. “I have already informed you…this situation is not in my
hands. All will be explained to you upon your arrival into the Western Lands.
If I did so now, we will be delayed for even longer. If you would not mind,
this Sesshoumaru would like to get this entire travesty over with.”
“Well too
bad, because I’m not leaving!” She crossed her own arms and planted her feet to
the ground, a look of determination on her face.
He blinked
at her display. “I apologize…You seem to have mistaken me for someone who will
put up with your childish ways. I am being considerate--though it is apparent
that you do not appreciate my generosity--and allowing you to pack your
belongings. I will not endure constant whining and droning about your discomfort.
I receive enough of that from my worthless brother and his companions.”
‘Some ‘generosity’…’ Kagome thought. “Don’t you think
that’s saying something? The only reason why people complain to you is because
you’re an arrogant, self-centered idiot.”
He had
enough of this conversation. It wasn’t getting either of them anywhere. “That
may be so. And seeing that I am so arrogant and self-centered, I command you to
pack your things this instant. I will inform Miroku to watch the window outside
in case you decide to run again. I will be waiting downstairs. Either you pack,
or bring nothing. Your choice.” Sesshoumaru moved
towards the door. “If you are not completed within a half-hour, I will return
and drag you to the car myself. Do we have an understanding?” He watched as she
nodded after a few moments, her eyes flaring in anger. “Excellent,” he said,
opening the door.
He
thought for a minute. “Also. Wash yourself. It is
unseemly for a man of my stature to be seen with a woman presented so… unsuitably,” he added in distaste,
closing the door behind him. He completely missed the boot that was hurled at
it a split-second afterwards.
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“Ow,” Inuyasha said as he pressed the compress against his
forehead. One eye cracked open at Sango. “Thanks,” he said before she nodded.
“Have you
always been unable to hold your liquor?” she asked.
He
scowled as Kouga spoke up. “Pretty much. One or two glasses of the hard stuff and he’s out of it.”
Kouga smirked. “At least you had it better passed out outside than Miroku did.”
At that,
Inuyasha looked up. “What? What happened to him?”
“This
woman,” the other man jerked his thumb at Sango. “knocked
him out with a beer bottle.”
“What?!
I missed that?!” Inuyasha yelled.
“Actually,
it was a bottle of Merlot,” she corrected. “And he did ask for it. He groped Kagome-chan!”
Kouga
laughed heartily. “Miroku always gropes women. It’s his thing. Although I’m
sure he’ll think twice doing that here from now on.”
“Kouga,
have I not given you as well as Miroku orders?”
All three
of them turned to Sesshoumaru, who was standing in the doorway.
Kouga, in
turn, bowed slightly. “We decided to split your orders between the two of us. I
found your brother while Miroku went to the car.”
“I see,”
Sesshoumaru said, walking to the exit.
“Oh,
Yeah…I’m fine, asshole! Thanks for asking!” Inuyasha yelled.
Sesshoumaru
ignored him, as usual.
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A few
minutes passed before Kagome cracked her door open and stuck her head out to
look down the hallway. It was clear, she noted in relief. She silently tiptoed
her way to the stairs, hoping she was quiet enough to remain unnoticed as she
went down the steps.
‘When plan A fails, you got to
move to plan B…’
Her feet
stopped when she heard voices. Luckily, she didn’t hear Sesshoumaru’s, and she
was the slightest bit grateful. She peeked around the door way and observed the
owners of the voices. Sango, that other guy, and
another with white hair. At first, she thought he was indeed Sesshoumaru, but
quickly realized he wasn’t from the unruly hair and disgruntled expression. ‘No…Mr. Perfect would never ‘allow’ himself
to look like that,’ her mind reasoned bitterly.
Both
Sango and the white-haired fellow were facing the stairwell door she was hiding
behind. They would notice her if she were to suddenly spring out and break into
a run. She had to come up with another way.
The dark
haired guy was talking to them, his back to her, and suddenly she had an idea. Removing
the dagger she kept concealed, she crept up behind him.
‘Well…who says I can’t improvise?’
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Kouga
felt a prick on his back. He gulped and his head started to turn so he could see
just what was jabbing him, but was stopped by a hushed voice.
“Alright,
keep moving towards the door, but don’t turn
around.”
A smile formed
onto his face as recognized it. He held up his hands in a non-threatening
manner as he shrugged. “Oh? And what are you planning on doing, Princess?”
Kouga said, matching the volume of her voice.
He heard
her huff. “Please don’t call me that.
Just start walking already! Unless you want a back full of
scars.”
“Not at all, Princess. I shall obey your orders.” Kouga’s smile widened as he felt
her jab his back once--not breaking any skin--as a reward for his comment.
He began to move towards the door as she had instructed.
Kagome
really didn’t like doing this, but the arrogant prince had left her no choice. The
window was out, and she could see no other way.
They
silently moved to the tavern’s entrance, Kagome’s back to the door and Kouga
facing the bar. The rest of the room’s occupants ceased their conversation and
watched in confusion as Kouga turned and walked backwards, his face beaming the
entire time.
Inuyasha
gave him a quizzical look. “Kouga…what the hell are you doing?”
“Just
following orders,” he said as he continued moving.
“What? I
thought Sesshoumaru only ordered you to pack the car…what else did the asshole
tell you to do?”
“The
order didn’t come from His Majesty, but from a much more threatening source at
the moment,” Kouga said mockingly, his smile transforming into a smirk. That
action earned him another jab at his back.
Kagome
frowned as she wished he would stop talking. It was slowing them down. She was
almost to the threshold when she felt her back slam into a wall. ‘That’s funny…’ she thought. ‘I could have sworn we left the door open…’
“Not
taking my advice again I see, wench.”
Her eyes
widened in surprise at the deep timbre of his voice. ‘Well…so much for that plan.’
Kagome’s
arm was grabbed and she was whirled around. Sesshoumaru made quick work of
seizing her dagger in addition. She heard Sango gasp behind her as she glared
into the prince’s eyes.
The
prince, on the other hand, looked past her to the other men in the room. “It
appears we are finally prepared for the trip ahead,” he said, handing her
weapon to Kouga. “Let us go so we may return to the palace in haste.”
“Fucking
finally…” Inuyasha commented, rising from his seat.
“Wait
just a minute--!” Kagome started struggling.
“We have
waited enough for you as it is,” Sesshoumaru stated, his tone bored.
“Too bad!
I’m not going with you!”
He
blinked at her, his face expressionless. Kagome’s world was flipped upside down
and she soon realized her stomach was flat against Sesshoumaru’s hard shoulder.
“Gentlemen?” he said, his brow raised as if he was
daring anyone to say anything about his treatment of her.
“Alright!
Put me down! I’ll walk, you big oaf.”
“And you
expect me to trust you? Even after your melodramatics?”
“Whatever.
I said I’ll walk. You’d just chase me again if I ran, right?” She sighed in
relief as Sesshoumaru set her on the ground again. “Fine.
Let’s go.”
Sango ran
up to her and wiped a tear from her eye. “I’m going to miss you, Kagome-chan.”
She gave
her a small smile and hugged her friend. “Don’t worry, Sango. I’ll be alright.”
Her smile widened as they parted. “Just take good care of the bar and say
goodbye to Myoga-san for me, okay?” The older woman nodded.
Sesshoumaru
placed a hand on her lower back and began to push her towards the door. Kagome
grinned darkly to herself.
‘If everything goes my way,’ she thought. ‘I won’t be gone for that long.’
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Author’s
Note: Hmm…okay. I said that the start of the journey would be in this chapter,
but it would have gotten to be a bit too long, even for my tastes. ^^ So yeah,
that’ll be the next one. Hopefully, my once-a-week plan will continue, even if
my schedule is as hectic as it has been lately.
See ya
next time!
~ACP
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