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Moonlight
Author’s note’s: Thank
you, Ithilwen! And you too, Tir-chan! Your beta skills have made this one of my
best stories ever, & I’m very grateful for all the work you’ve done on it.
Scroll 8: A new life grows…
“A new life grows,
The blossom knows there's no one else,
Could warm my heart as much as you,
Be not gone…” from Teo Torriatte (Let Us Cling Together) by Brian May
Things had settled down nicely at the lodge. Sesshomaru
found that showing some restraint when it came to Tsuki was not as bad as he
had feared. He still was able to spend time in her company without wanting to
give in to his desire. The end result was the many hours they had spent playing
shougi in the main hall just like they had before. The only difference was this
time his father would divert his attention away from Tsuki if he needed it and
Sesshomaru was beginning to relish hunting with his father as much as he did
spending the time with Tsuki. He loved hearing about the goings on at home
although he was strangely quiet whenever Inutaisho would mention his mother.
Sesshomaru found he just could not forgive her for what she had said to him in
her anger and disappointment. He thought it was funny that she now turned to
Takahara when ranting about the most insignificant of things and it was with
sadness that he realized that he just did not care any more what happened to
her. She had proved to him that his loyalty to her wasn’t worth all the
emotional pain and suffering she had put him through. If his father chose to
spend his time in the company of the soft spoken human, that was his business
for who was he to stop an old fool from behaving like one? Besides, the human
had never once said anything nasty or hurtful to him unlike his mother.
Sesshomaru realized that if he tried hard enough, he could almost forget she
was human. He found it odd that a human could be so lacking in faults. Still he
was wary of giving his loyalty to her beyond what was necessary out of
courtesy.
Lost in thought, he missed what his father had said to him.
Fortunately, it was important enough for Inutaisho to repeat it.
“Sessho-kun, don’t you have anything to say about getting
another sibling?”
“Hunh?” Sesshomaru stopped and
looked at his father. “What was that, Chichi-ue?” Did I hear him correctly? Is Haha-ue…? Damn it! I had better become the
perfect son, or else I’m going to find myself disinherited and regent to the
brat. True brother or not, I swear I’ll make the little shit’s life a living
hell if that happens! Damn it all!! I’d had better start praying to the gods
and hope the finally bless me with a sister!! Damn it!! I’ve spent far too long
listening to your bullshit and playing your games, Haha-ue, for you to insist
this pup becomes the heir!! Just because you don’t approve of my choice of a
mate doesn’t mean you can get Chichi-ue to change his mind about his heir like
Watanabe did! Poor Shigure was so upset over it he
took his life. Shit! My eldest son, should I be lucky enough to be blessed with
one, will be my heir no matter what! Thankfully Tsuki-chan is above that sort
of nonsense…!
Smiling, Inutaisho repeated it for the third time, “I said
‘Izayoi-hime is going to have a pup.’ You’re finally going to be an older
brother.”
Sesshomaru gaped at his father in surprise. “I am?” he said
stupidly as he struggled to control his whirling thoughts. “But didn’t you say
it was Haha-ue? Iie?” Oh shit…
“Iie, I did not. Weren’t you listening to me?” He looked at
his son and frowned. “Look I’m as surprised about it as you are…Honestly; I had
never really planned on giving her a pup.” He held up a hand. “I know what fate
is in store for your rivals,” he said dryly. “Izayoi-hime is a good woman, my
son, and she deserves the same bit of happiness your mother had with you. She’s
human and her life is so short compared to ours…I tell you, Sessho-kun, I don’t
relish the day she passes on to the next realm.” He sighed. “But this way I’ll
have a son or a daughter who will remind me of her and help to ease the pain of
missing her, understand?”
“Hai…” Sesshomaru said distractedly. A hanyou! Does he realize the shame this will bring to our family? And
if he was so worried about outliving her, then why even take a human for a
mate? What kind of legacy is he leaving me? Damn, if Haha-ue was angry before,
she’s going to kill him when she finds out. His precious mate’s life won’t be
worth shit when we get home!
“I’m surprised you took this so well, Sessho-kun. You’ve
really matured haven’t you? I’m very proud of you, son. So do wish for a little
brother this time, or perhaps another sister?”
Sesshomaru looked at his father as if he were standing there
raving in front of him instead of calmly discussing things. Shaking his head,
he mumbled something about it being nice to have a younger sister, before his
father left him alone with his thoughts.
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Inutaisho walked slowly away. He was just as lost in thought
as Sesshomaru was. He could feel his son’s gaze upon his back as he headed
towards the lodge and warmth of Izayoi, who waited patiently for his return. He
briefly looked over his shoulder in time to see his son turn away and he
debated with himself as to whether or not he should go back and talk things out
further. Sesshomaru’s reaction to the whole thing had surprised him more than
he let on. He had expected his son to be upset about Izayoi and the new pup,
for Sesshomaru had a jealous streak just like his mother. Sighing, Inutaisho
thanked the gods that he had spent time, showing his son how to deal with it in
less destructive ways. Still, the relative calm in which Sesshomaru digested
this news worried him more than he cared to admit. Knowing what he knew about
the fate of his son’s rivals, the dog general wondered if Sesshomaru had more
of a hand in their destruction than he thought. Hopefully, if he manages to sire a pup of his own, he’ll realize his
position as my heir is secure and he can finally enjoy being an older brother
without worrying about nonsense… and giving his head a shake to clear away
the thoughts that threaten to weigh heavily in his heart, Inutaisho focused his
thoughts instead on his mate.
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“Maru-chan? You’re not ill, are
you? Maru-chan?” Tsuki stood before him, vainly trying
to get his attention. It was not until she knelt in front of him that he
finally noticed her presence.
“Tsuki?”
She reached out and laid a cool hand on his forehead.
“You’re not feverish, which is good, but you’ve been out here for hours…Come,
it’s nearly dinner time and you know we are expected to be there and on time…”
Sesshomaru looked up at her and nodded. He rubbed his hands
over his face before standing, and once he had stood up, he reached down and
helped Tsuki to her feet. “Hai…” he finally acknowledged softly.
“Maru-chan, is something wrong?” They stood there looking at
each other for several long minutes as concern for him played across her face.
“Iie, it’s nothing…” Sesshomaru took her hand and kissed the
palm before releasing it. Giving her a half smile, he started heading back to
the lodge.
Tsuki watched him for a minute before she too headed back to
the lodge. “Are you sure?” she asked softly as she quickly closed the distance
between them.
Sesshomaru sighed. “My father told me Ningen-hime is going
to have a pup…” he said flatly.
“And…”
“And I’ll be the elder brother of a hanyou…”
Tsuki walked along beside him. She wasn’t sure what to say
that would comfort him.
“Don’t you have anything to say about it?” he asked, his
tone cutting her like a knife.
Tsuki took a deep breath as she tried to choose her words
carefully. “Iie…I mean what can I say?
Ningen-hime is my friend, Maru-chan and she’s been like an older sister to me…
She loves your father very much and I’m sure if this pup was a burden to them,
she would have done something to lose it…” she trailed off softly.
Sesshomaru nodded. “But she’s going to whelp a hanyou! A
filthy disgusting malformed creature!” he shuddered. “And not only that, but
this hanyou is or going to be,” he shot her a pained look, “-the son or
daughter of the lord of the western lands! This is not some poor youkai who
happened to spot some wench in the fields! This is my father! This is someone
who should never have taken that woman as his mate!”
Tsuki shrank back from the force of his anger. Sighing, she
spoke so softly that he had to strain to hear her, “But I’m hanyou too… my
parents were-”
“You’re not a filthy crossbreed!!” he blew out a breath
between clenched teeth as he fought to regain control of himself. “You’re just
half yamainu! Damn it! What’s with your people? They actually dared call you a
hanyou?! You’re fully youkai! It doesn’t matter if a demon’s mother was a fish
youkai and their father a bird youkai; they’re still fully youkai!”
“My father was inuyoukai like you…and my mother was
yamainu…” she gently interrupted.
“Hai! I know that! I was just
trying to make a point!”
Tsuki nodded mutely. Tears stung her eyes and she discreetly
tried to wipe them away. She shook her head sadly and turned back towards the
lodge without him.
“Don’t cry!” He looked over at her and reached out to stop
her.
“Hai…” Tsuki paused; she continued to look away from him and
Sesshomaru felt guilty about upsetting her.
“Tsuki-chan…” Sesshomaru softened his tone and gently cupped
her cheek, forcing her to look at him. “I’m not angry with you, nor will I
forbid you to be friends with her, so there’s no need for you to be crying like
that.” He gently rubbed his thumbs on her face as he dried her tears. “I’m…I
don’t know, angry at my father I guess. Funny I’ve never been so angry before
about things like this. I’ve usually left that to my… mother,” he said dryly.
“It never seemed to matter before as the pups never survived anyway.” He
clarified at her look. “They were either lost before they were born or they
died shortly after…” Sighing, he looked away for a minute before going on.
“Let’s just forget about this and go to dinner before they think we’re doing
what we promised not to do.” He grinned at her and unable to help herself,
Tsuki laughed. “That’s better.” Throwing his arm around her shoulders,
Sesshomaru whispered in her ear all the things he wanted to do to her when they
were alone together after dinner. By the time they had made their way inside
Tsuki was laughing and Sesshomaru even felt better about seeing Izayoi at
dinner.
888
After dinner they took a long leisurely stroll to the hot
spring. Sesshomaru enjoyed Tsuki’s companionable silence and he forced his
thoughts away from his father and the human and onto his mate. He kept hoping that
he would soon give Tsuki a pup of her own as he felt that would give him
something much more pleasant to think about than his newest sibling. Try as he
might, he couldn’t stop thinking about Izayoi’s pup. He had no doubts about his
father ever considering replacing him as heir with a possible hanyou brother,
but the thought of such a child being given similar
status to himself was galling.
“Are you going to just stand there and watch, or are you
coming in too?” Tsuki’s soft voice shook him from his reverie.
Sesshomaru gave her a questioning look, before nodding.
“Hai...” He quickly finished removing his yukata and joined his mate in the
onsen’s wonderfully hot waters. Sighing, he felt all his tension and worry
leave him in the tendrils of stream that floated up from the hot spring’s
surface. He sat there, letting his mind go blank, as his body adjusted to the
heat. A few minutes later a gentle wave lapped up against him and, raising his
arms, he sighed contentedly as Tsuki moved into his embrace. They stood for
what seemed like hours before she broke the moment by suggesting they go back
to their rooms.
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Sesshomaru lay there, staring at the ceiling of the room he
shared with Tsuki. She was curled up next to him; fast asleep and he listened
to the soft sounds of her breathing as she slept. Just as Sesshomaru and his
father were able to see each other as men and finally become friends, his
father had to go and sire another child, who would demand all of his time.
Sesshomaru, growing up as he did in the palace, had seen one too many times the
foolishness into which men could descend when they sired pups in their old age.
Sighing, he held his mate closer and prayed to the gods that
they would soon grant his mate a pup. The thought of getting her with pup was
an appealing one for he would now be accepted as a man. Finally sleep claimed
him as well.
888
It seemed that the gods had answered Sesshomaru’s prayers;
although he was too ignorant realize it. A few days later Tsuki made the first
of several requests that further strengthened their bond. Had he been aware of
it he would have noticed the inkling of what was to come. They had been walking
through the peony garden, talking about the dying plants, when he mentioned
something about sweet potatoes for lunch.
“Sweet potatoes again?” Tsuki
sighed. “I know Ningen-hime is fond of them, and now more than ever, but must
we eat them again? You know, I really love a nice rich rabbit stew with
mushrooms and onions and tiger lily bulbs…and I suppose they could put a few
sweet potatoes in it too!” she laughed.
“Hai! I too am sick of eating them.
What if I went hunting and caught some rabbits? Do you think you could find the
rest of the stuff to make it? We’ll make it in the room, now that they’ve
filled the brazier with charcoal again.”
“Hai…I think so, but what would I cook it in?”
“I’ll find something before I leave.” He kissed her lightly
on the cheek before hurrying her along towards the lodge.
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Sesshomaru walked silently through the forest that surrounded
his father’s lodge. He had spent the late morning hunting rabbits, and now that
he had had several, he tied them together by their hind feet. Holding them,
loosely in his left hand he walked back to the lodge. He figured he and Tsuki
would have just enough time to start the stew before lunch. By this time tomorrow we’ll have something
edible to eat instead of all those stupid sweet potatoes. Damn! I have no idea
how Chichi-ue can stand eating that shit day in and day out! Mate or no mate,
she’s a human it would never do to indulge her like this all the time.
Soon the main gates of the lodge came into view. Sesshomaru
quickly entered and headed around towards the back and the sleeping quarters where
his mate waited patiently for him. He glided silently thorough the shadows and
he nearly made it to his room without being seen. He paused briefly and scanned
his surroundings as he searched for his unseen watcher. Finding no one, he
shrugged and hurried on his way.
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Inutaisho stood just away from the window that overlooked
the main courtyard of the sleeping quarters. He was tempted to call out to his
son but a movement from Izayoi stopped him. Turning to face her, he held out
his arms and waited while she settled into his embrace. “What is wrong,
Koishii?” she murmured into his chest.
“Nothing, I just saw Sessho-kun outside and it looked like
he had been out hunting this morning. Perhaps I need to ask Itamae to vary the
menu a bit.” He smiled and kissed her cheek. “Don’t worry, I’ll see to it you
still have those sweet potatoes you love so much.”
Izayoi giggled like a young girl. “Arigatou, Koishii.”
“Have I told you, you look much better since you’ve been
eating them?” he teased.
Izayoi shook her head as a puzzled frown settled on her
features before she noticed the twinkle in his eye and smiled.
Leaning in towards her, Inutaisho planted a gentle kiss on
her lips. “Mmmm….you taste
much better too,” he murmured in between a few more little kisses.
“Are you trying to get me to pillow with you?”
“The thought has crossed my mind, but are you sure it won’t
hurt the pup?”
“I’m not so big yet that it would hurt the baby,” she said
coyly. “Especially... if you’re gentle with me…”
He smiled at her and gently led her towards their sleeping
area.
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“Tadaima!” Sesshomaru called out as
he entered his room.
“Welcome home!” Tsuki giggled as she threw her arms around
his neck.
“I take it you missed me?”
“Hai! A little bit…” she teased.
Sesshomaru raised his brows in surprise. “’A
little?’ Well maybe I should give these rabbits to Itamae to cook up for
everyone then…” He set the rabbits down before coming to stand behind her as
she stirred the stew.
Tsuki made a little sound of annoyance. “I was just
teasing.”
“I know, and so was I.” He chuckled. “It smells really
good.” He took a deep appreciative breath. “I didn’t know you knew how to cook.
I’ve had to make my own food at times and I would have made us something. But
this is nice.” Sesshomaru peered over her should at the pot of vegetables
cooking on the brazier.
“Arigatou. But it shouldn’t be a
surprise to you. My village was small and all the women were taught how to cook
and work in the fields alongside the men if needed.”
Sesshomaru took her hand and held it up. “But your hands
didn’t appear calloused like a laborer’s nor did they ever look like they’ve
seen any work beyond sewing and painting and flower arranging.”
“Hai. I was taught how to do
things, but I wasn’t given the opportunity to really use what I had learned. I
was raised to be a great lady like my mother. For all her being just a yamainu
concubine, she was a noble woman…well maybe not as noble as your family, but
noble enough, ne?” she looked upset and he kissed her cheek.
“Hai! You are a great lady, just
like any one of my father’s women. If you weren’t I’d have never looked twice
at you,” he murmured softly in her ear.
“Nani? I remember you couldn’t keep
your eyes off me,” Tsuki giggled and playfully pushed him away. “And you didn’t
even know who I was or anything else about me.”
“Oh really?” he gave her a mock serious look.
“Hai! Now are you going to clean
those rabbits so we can eat them or are you going to look at them all day?”
“Hai…come, you can help me.” He picked up the rabbits after
handing her two large bowls.
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They sat outside on the low veranda where Sesshomaru gutted
and cleaned the rabbits before handing them back to Tsuki who was at a loss as to
what to do with them. Seeing her hesitation, Sesshomaru took each one back in
turn from her and cut them up into pieces for their stew. He made quick work of it and soon the
remaining bowl was full of meat. Tsuki then picked it up and dumped it into the
pot. She gave it a quick stir while Sesshomaru busied himself tidying up. While
he was cleaning, she complained about being hungry. The youkai prince rolled his eyes at her and
told he had a few dried plums that he had stolen from the kitchen and he hoped
she wouldn’t complain too much about their shriveled up appearance. After
telling her where to find them, Tsuki dashed off to get them. Upon returning,
she lovingly asked him if he would like it if she fed him some. Sesshomaru
shook his head and told her to eat them as she was hungry. She opened the
cotton square that Sesshomaru had wrapped them in and sighed softly to herself.
Instead of being big, fat and juicy, the plums were all dried up and shriveled
as if they were old and held no life in them. Still, hunger won out and Tsuki
bit into one. She made a face and wondered why it tasted so bad. Even if they
had been a year or two old, they should have been
sweet to the taste, instead of assaulting her tongue with their bitterness.
If Sesshomaru had had any sense about these things, she was sure he would have
soaked them in fruit juice so that they would have plumped up and looked much
more appetizing. Unable and unwilling to swallow it, she spat it out and hid
the rest of the plums in her kimono so that she could get rid of them later.
Sesshomaru then handed bowl of offal to a passing servant
and Tsuki shivered when she saw it. She sat there, watching the leaves fall
from the trees in courtyard, wishing her mate would hurry up as she hated the
sight of blood all over his hands and scent of death that hung over him. Once
Sesshomaru had finished, the two of them left for lunch.
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Inutaisho and Izayoi walked past the room his son shared
with the girl. “He went hunting for her…” he said to himself as the aroma of
rabbit stew tickled his nose.
“What was that?” Izayoi asked. “Gomen nasai, I didn’t hear
you.”
“It’s nothing.” He smiled at her. “I was right; Sessho-kun
had been out hunting this morning. I smelled the rabbit stew they’re making as
we walked past their room.”
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That night at dinner, Inutaisho announced that there would
be a hunt in two days’ time so that they would have enough meat for the coming
winter. Most of the men were excited over the thought of an outing. Sesshomaru
looked around and felt pity for those who were chosen to remain behind guarding
the women. Never before had his father invited the servants to accompany them
aside, from those who would track the game as well as flush it out into the
open and those whose job it was to clean and dress the game for the trip back
to the lodge. This time they would be included in the kill, which was normally
the privilege of the nobles, and they were eagerly looking forward to the trip.
Inutaisho also announced that on the day of the harvest,
which was scheduled for a week later, everyone would dress as peasants and
assist the field laborers as best they could and afterwards they would have a
festival of sorts to celebrate. “My father used to tell me stories about one of
our ancestors who despite being a simple peasant caught the eye of his lord.
Apparently this ancestor was very loyal vassal and in the end, the lord made
him noble and declared him his heir for this lord valued the strength he had
from a life spent working long hours in the fields. He also held in high esteem
my ancestor’s honesty when dealing with him for it would seem that my ancestor
was the only one who dared tell this lord when he wrong to his face. This lord
apparently admired his bravery in this. Anyway, one of the customs this
ancestor had from his former life as a peasant was to get the whole family from
the youngest to the oldest involved during the planting or the harvesting. They
believed if they all made an effort the gods who not only reward them with
extra food, but would also reward them with more hands to help in the form of
new pups. It was considered especially lucky to plant when carrying a pup and
those who carried pups claim it made their whelping easier if they helped with
the harvesting. After a while young girls who desired pups would go and work
extra hard and for the most part they were blessed…” He laughed and went on,
“You know, I wonder what would happen if we tried that here... maybe dress up
and live a simple life for a change.” He
made a joke to his shocked vassals about the ladies being too pampered before
adding that his own father had done something similar. “My father, according to
my mother, did the same thing when she told him she would bear him a pup, with
the result being myself!” Everyone laughed. “And my mother toiled alongside him
as well.” Surprised murmurs chased around the dinner table and the dog general
held up his hand for silence before going on. “While I know there are those
among you who are saying to themselves that this was not the case when
Inukouhi-sama carried Sessho-kun, but then the okugata-sama was most insistent
she was going to bare me a son and that it would never do for a person such as
myself to engage in something so menial as well as herself. Yet I did
none-the-less, spend several weeks with Uekiya planning and planting a garden
for her. Besides, Izayoi-hime is not afraid of getting dirty, are you, my pet?”
I wish they could see you as I do, my
love, someone who is no different than they are and perhaps by declaring everyone
equal for the day, they will see this. Besides, you are looking very frail and
fragile; Izayoi-chan, I’m more worried about you than you know, my love and I’m
hoping that what helps a youkai woman will help you too. If only Baba-chan were
here…
Izayoi blushed and shook her head. The dog general went on,
“That’s right, she’s is going to have a pup, and in her desire to give me
another son, she had consented to do this. Is this not also the custom of your
village, Tsukikage-hime?”
“Hai…everyone there helped with the harvest and the gods
were kind enough to always see to it we had plenty, but then, everyone also
helped with the planting…” She cast a puzzled look at Sesshomaru, who shrugged.
“I do not believe it was done so as to give my father many sons, but come to
think of it I did have seven brothers.”
“I now know where I went wrong.” Inutaisho said.
“Where, Dono-sama?” one of the women asked.
“I never helped with the planting or the harvesting at home,
and all I did do was to plant a garden, so maybe that’s why I only have one
son, ne?” he flirted.
“Perhaps if you helped with the planting next year, the
Okugata-sama will bless you with another son.” She flirted back at him.
Inutaisho laughed. “’Perhaps’ indeed!
What an excellent idea, Reiko-hime.”
Annoyance at doing work that was beneath them was soon
turned into anticipation of the day’s events by the few nobles who lived at the
lodge. It was a topic of conversation that lasted long after the dinner had
ended as everyone was excited about the festival.
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“You’re bored with the idea of being here for so long aren’t
you?” Izayoi asked as she put her arms around her mate’s neck.
“Hai, a bit,” he sighed and reached around to pull her onto
his lap. “But it’s not your fault. We just need to stay here for a while. I
want our pup to survive and be whelped safely.” He sighed again. “That’s
something I’m afraid wouldn’t happen at home with all the pressures of court
life. So don’t trouble yourself about it.”
“Hai, I promise I won’t,” she glanced at the letter he had
been writing. “Have you heard any news from home?”
“Hai. Takahara has written to
inform me that my dear wife has been complaining nonstop since we left,” he
said dryly. “I’ve written back to him to tell him what to do about it as well
as to see to it Ryoushi-san is sent here. Since it appears we are going to be
here for a while, there’s no need to ignore their studies any longer.”
Inutaisho paused lost in thought for a moment and Izayoi waited patiently for
him to go on. “I was thinking…no I had an idea and I’d like to ask your opinion
on it. If Sessho-kun does manage to sire a pup while we’re here, I was thinking
of declaring it to be my own. I’m worried about someone also doing away with it, especially Tsuki gives him a son. They may be mated but
he hasn’t formally declared her his wife, so there are still those who will
wish to forge an alliance through marriage with him and a pup and possible heir
will be seen as a liability. Trouble is I’m not sure if she’s with pup yet as I
haven’t heard anything yet. I’m sure if she was they would at least tell us,
ne?”
“Hai, of course they would. Even if your son was a bit
reticent about it, I know Tsuki-chan would tell me in a heartbeat, so it’s
possible they may not know yet, or perhaps she isn’t,” Izayoi gently stroked
his cheek before Inutaisho grabbed her hand and kissed her palm. “Then I think
it would be wise if you talked to them about your plans once you’re sure
there’s a baby to worry about, until then I would suggest you not worry about
it, Koishii.”
“Hai…you may be right and I’m worrying for nothing. Come,
let’s get some sleep and I mean sleep, my naughty little temptress. I need to
get up early for tomorrow’s hunt.”
Izayoi pouted before a smile broke out on her face. “I think
that is a wise course of action. Last time we pillowed I felt the baby moving
around. It was most distracting…”
“You did? Have you felt the pup any other time?”
“Hai…a few times today. The first time it happened, I wasn’t
sure what it was,” she murmured softly. “But then I figured it out.”
“Really?” the dog general gave her a puzzled look. “Are you
sure you’re alright? You look a bit pale again.” Laughing, she assured him she
was alright and that the baby was not making her feel ill at all. She shook her
head at him and told him again that she was feeling fine and that he was not to
trouble himself about her. Then she rose and moved over to where their futon
had been laid out. Inutaisho waited until she was settled, before blowing out
the candle and joining her. When he pulled her close she whispered to him that
the baby had moved and he placed a gentle hand on her abdomen. “Good night,
Pup. Your mother and I need to get some sleep. I promise I’ll play with you as
soon as I can tomorrow.” Inutaisho spoke softly to the new life growing inside
her. “Is he still moving? I can’t feel anything.”
“Iie...and how do you know it’s a ‘he’? You know I could
just as easily be carrying a girl.”
“I don’t know…you just look like you’re going to give me a
son,” he smirked as the baby moved again.
“Oh, you men and your sons!” Izayoi
laughed softly and he kissed her cheek.
“Anyway, when you spoke just now I felt the baby move before settling
down. I wonder if it heard you.”
Inutaisho shrugged. “I don’t know, I don’t really remember
the time when Inuki–chan carried Sessho-kun. I was busy with affairs of the
state, and learning to govern my empire. It’s nice to finally know the joys of
having a beautiful woman who’ll grow fat with my pup by my side.” He kissed her
softly before she rolled over onto her side and he spooned in behind her, his
arm lovingly thrown across her waist.
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Tsuki lay back; nestled happily in Sesshomaru’s arms when
she giggled softly. He smiled and reached over to tilt her head up towards his.
“What’s so funny?” he asked a hint of shared amusement in
his own voice.
“Nothing…I was just thinking about how I used to be afraid
of, you know…” she said softly.
“I don’t know…” he said and she giggled again.
“Pillowing,” she laughingly clarified.
“Baka! I told you that was nothing to be afraid of.” He gently kissed the top of
her head.
“Hai…But that’s because I’m here with you and you’re gentle
and loving…” she let “unlike Takahara” remain unsaid.
“Hai.” Sesshomaru chuckled. “But I
could be rougher if you’d like…” he teased.
“Iie! I want you to stay the way
you are! Please don’t even joke around like that!” Tsuki pushed away from him
and sat up.
“What’s wrong, Tsuki-chan?” Sesshomaru sat up and pulled her
close.
“I’m afraid that despite all of this, your father will still
give me to Takahara. Or what if he finds you a wife and she wants me gone?
Where will I go? What if we have a pup? Your wife will want her pup to be your
heir, not mine.” A single tear gently course its way down her cheek.
“But I will tell her in no uncertain terms, that our pup,
yours and mine, Tsuki-chan, will be my heir! That’s if we are blessed with a son.
So you have nothing to worry about, Koishii…” He held her in a close embrace
and let her cry herself out when it hit him. “We didn’t make a pup? Or did we?”
he asked as a surge of pride went through him.
“Iie…I don’t think so…” Tsuki looked up at him while she
thought about it. “I…ummm…well I won’t know for a while yet.” At his look of
disappointment, she quickly added, “It’s possible as we’ve certainly pillowed
enough…and umm…honestly, I won’t know for a while as it’s not time for me to
ummm…you know…” she trailed off softly.
“Know what?”
“Ummm…” she shot him a pained look as she blushed darkly.
“Cycle,” she whispered so softly he was not sure if he heard her correctly or
not.
“Cycle?”
“Hai!” she said sharply.
He looked at her in mild confusion. “It’s something women
do…and please don’t ask me to explain further…” she flushed a deep crimson.
Shrugging, he left it at that. “Do you want to pillow again
before we go to sleep?” he asked hopefully.
Tsuki sighed and shook her head. “Hai…” she reached up and
kissed him.
Sesshomaru lets his hands travel down the length of her back
as he kissed her hungrily. Somewhere in the back of his mind was the idea of
getting Tsuki with pup and he found it quickened his desire to mate with her.
He trailed a line of kisses down her neck, stopping at her collarbone, while he
gently eased her onto her back. After Tsuki wiggled her way into a more
comfortable position, he continued his conquest of her body. The youkai prince
then made his way down to her breast where he cupped them in his hands before
taking the left one in his mouth. Sucking gently, he felt her nipple harden as
he flicked his tongue slowly back and forth over its tip. Tsuki moaned in
pleasure under his tender ministrations and leaving her swollen left nipple
behind he quickly went to work on the other one. He let himself become lost in
the sound of her enjoyment and the feel of her fingers as they laced themselves
through his hair. The soft tugging he felt as she gently pulled his hair
spurred him on and he made his way down. Lower and lower he went, trailing
little kisses over the soft swelling of her belly, until he reached the silky
tangle of curls before he lost himself in her sex. He ignored the ache in his
own loins to concentrate on her arousal and he eagerly lapped at sweet tangy
nectar of her flower. When she begged him to enter her, he moved away so that
she could roll over and grabbing her hips, he quickly sheathed himself inside
her. After a few quick thrusts, he spent his lust. They remained that way lost
in time, each shuddering, as they rode the waves of pleasure that washed over
them before he pulled out.
“Damn, you’re beautiful…” he said as he admired the smooth
curves of her buttocks and the way her hair flowed down over her back to puddle
at her sides.
“I love you, Maru-chan,” she said softly and he could hear
the smile in her voice. Tsuki then arched her back, before reversing the
stretch and lying down on their futon. She rolled over onto her side, a dreamy
smile on her lips as she basked in the warm after glow of their love making.
She could still feel the warmth that their pillowing made in her belly and
clamping her thighs together, she sighed contentedly.
“Me too…” He laid down next her; adjusting the quilt that
was made from a few old kimonos they used as a blanket over them, and cradled
her in his arms. “Shit! I could pillow you forever and ever and never tire of a
minute of it, Tsuki-chan,” he murmured in her ear and she giggled
appreciatively. Tsuki turn over onto her side and Sesshomaru snuggled in behind
her as he reached over and cupped her breast. Fondling the fleshy orb, he
chuckled when Tsuki whispered “insatiable”. Kissing her cheek, he wished her
“pleasant dreams”, before drifting off to sleep.
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“Ohayou, Sessho-kun…” Inutaisho whispered as he entered the
room his son shared with his mate. He stealthily made his way to the screen
that separated the sleeping couple from the rest of the room and softly called
out to him again, “Wake up, Sessho-kun. I’m tired too, but we have a hunt
planned for today and I need you awake and dressed.” He stifled a yawn.
“Sessho-kun…”
Sesshomaru, who had been pleasantly dreaming about Tsuki,
did not want to surface from his dream. Still, the low persistent voice pulled
at him and reluctantly he rolled over and opened eyes. Rather he tried to roll
over but finding his arm neatly pinned to the futon by Tsuki’s head, he settled
for opening his eyes before answering his father. “Ohayou, Chichi-ue…” he
whispered. Yawning, he went on, “I seem to be stuck.”
“Nani? Stuck?” came his father’s
puzzled whisper from the other side of the screen. “Then hurry and get yourself
unstuck as we are set to leave shortly.”
“Hai…”
“And don’t fall back asleep, Sessho-kun.” The dog general turned
to leave when another sleepy voice greeted him.
“Ohayou, Inutaisho-dono-sama…What are you doing, Maru-chan?”
Inutaisho chuckled to himself before replying, “Ohayou,
Tsukikage-hime, forgive me for waking you. I trust you slept well last night?”
“Hai… and you and Ningen-hime…?”
“Arigatou, we both slept well,” he said; amused at her
attempt at politeness while half asleep. “Come, Sessho-kun, you need to hurry
up and I’ll meet you outside. Tsukikage-hime, I believe Izayoi-hime would love
the pleasure of your company at breakfast. All I ask is that you let her sleep
a bit more. I’ll make arrangements before we leave to have breakfast sent you
when you’re ready.”
“Arigatou, Dono-sama,” she yawned sleepily, “Gomen…”
“It’s fine, just see to it Sessho-kun hurries up and you can
go back to sleep. If you’re not up and out before I count to ten, Sessho-kun,
I’m coming in to get you, regardless of what you may be doing,” with that the
dog general turned and left. “One…two…three…”
Sesshomaru, who really did not want to leave the warm
confines of the futon and the loving arms of his mate, sighed as he sat up.
“Maru-chan, it’s cold!” Tsuki complained when he pulled the
quilt away from her. “And it’s dark too, are you sure we didn’t dream that your
father was just here?” she asked hopefully.
“Iie. He was here, and you’re
right; it’s cold as hell in here, and I really don’t want to leave here.” He
flopped back down next to her and cuddled her.
“You’d better go; I think your father’s up to six now…” She
sat up and leaning over, she kissed him before he sat up as well. “I promise
you when you return; I’ll spend the afternoon napping with you.” She leaned
over onto his shoulder.
Hugging her, before he got up to get dressed, he replied, “Hai…I’ll
be looking forward to it then. Although, I was hoping to do something other
than napping…”
“Go, you baka hentai, you!” she laughed and he silenced her
with a kiss.
“Sessho-kun! Are you ready?” his
father called from just outside the room.
“Hai, Chichi-ue! Just give me a
minute while I get dressed!”
“Sessho-kun! Let’s go!”
“Hai!”
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The men left just before dawn and headed out into the woods,
leaving the sleeping lodge behind them. They strode quietly into the deep dark
depths of the forest. One by one they changed into their larger canine forms as
the wind whipped up around them. Inutaisho watched his son. He noted the way
Sesshomaru stretched and rolled his shoulders, how his head came up in a silent
howl, how his face contorted and elongated at the same time his facial markings
came together and outlined a noble muzzle full of huge teeth before the image
of a beautiful white dog superimposed itself over a half changed Sesshomaru.
The images then merged into a ball of pink light that seemed to burst forth and
shoot upwards towards the sky. Then it turned around and contorted as it headed
to the ground where a large white dog touched down in its place. When he was
finished, the dog general watched as his son raced along with some of the other
inuyoukai, snapping and snarling like some village curs. Looking around him he
saw others in various stages of transformation, with each one as unique as each
individual youkai and he could understand how humans would be afraid of them
and how his own people could look upon a half-formed hanyou as ugly and
monstrous as well. A hanyou… he wondered why he thought of that when he
realized to his horror that’s what he and his beloved Izayoi created in love.
His stomach clenched and he felt sick at the idea of her whelping
a half formed monster, one that was neither human nor youkai. Thoughts of the
life such a being would live made him feel terribly guilty and he wondered if
it would be a better kindness for Izayoi to lose the pup now, before it had a
chance at life than after. Sighing, he briefly regretted getting her with pup.
Then he watched as Sesshomaru played with some of the others who were now in
their canine forms and he was reminded of the beauty of nature. A quick glimmer
of hope rose up in heart and then his mind seized upon the small chance that
their pup would be born just fine, a perfect blending of the two races.
Putting those thoughts aside, Inutaisho began his own
transformation. He could feel his demon blood coursing through his veins, as his
mind started to focus on the hunt. His delicately pointed ears lengthened and
his skin crawled as they moved upwards on the sides of his head. Hands no
longer felt dexterous as they stretched downwards to meet the ground while
fingers fused into paws. Inutaisho felt mighty and strong as he arched his back
and shook. The heavy armor and kimono he wore soon became white fur. He stood
there panting, tongue lolling in his mouth, deeply breathing in the crisp
autumn air, before he gathered the demon dogs into an orderly pack with a bark.
Inutaisho growled and gave his orders with a few short yips and snarls. Then
one by one the pack scented the air and looked about for their prey. Some also
sniffed along the ground and it was not long before one of them found the trail
of some deer that had passed by on their way to a small glade. The dogs took
off as one; their shadows dancing about, as they passed from pockets of
sunlight to the dark gloomy recesses of the inner forest as the hunt began.
Whining softly, they slowly fanned out to encircle the tiny meadow, where the
deer ate peacefully unaware that danger was fast approaching. Before they had a
chance to escape, the deer were caught. A quick bite to their throats and the
dogs quickly slaughtered their prey. When it was all over, they changed back
into their more human-like forms. The men wiped the blood from their mouths and
a few of servants, unused to the taste of blood and fur, spat. Then the
servants looked around for some suitable saplings which were cut down and
stripped of their branches before the deer were lashed to the poles for the
long trip home.
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Meanwhile the lodge and its
inhabitants slowly woke up and began their daily routine, a perfect masquerade
of a noble human household. Some of the tasks served the needs and
desires of the lord and his family. Others only served the clever
illusion which helped keep it safe. Breakfasts were served, lunch was
started, laundry was washed, dishes were washed, chickens were fed and life
went on as it always did except most of the men were missing. The women who
hung the laundry out to dry looked no different from the women who performed
the same duties in the human village on the other side of the forest and
neither did the young girls who tended the flocks of chickens and gathered
their eggs. Some of the men who had remained behind went out to check the
fields to decide the best day for the harvest just as their human counterparts
did. Pups cried in the same way as babies did when they wanted attention and their
mothers, as mothers always do, tended to their needs.
The only appreciable difference there that day was the women
who engaged various servants in small talk in order to learn more about what
they would need to wear and to know about for the harvest festival. Those that
had time helped the ladies fashion work clothes from old discarded kimonos.
Everyone, from the lowliest kitchen maid to the noblest lady, looked forward to
what seemed like a holiday from the cares of day to day living and the promise
of a fun day doing something completely new.
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“Ningen-hime, are you awake yet?” Tsuki knocked on the shoji
frame before entering her friend’s room.
“Hai! I’m glad you’re here, Tsuki-chan.
I was wondering if you could help me with this,” Izayoi said from where she
stood getting dressed behind her sleeping screen. “I’m having a bit of trouble
wrapping my obi this morning and the more I laugh at myself, the more the baby
moves around.” Izayoi laughed. “The baby’s doing it again.”
“Hai. So what is the pup doing
that’s so funny?” Tsuki asked as she came over to help.
“Lately, whenever I find something funny enough to laugh at,
I can feel the baby fluttering inside me,” she smiled. “That’s strange, I’m not
laughing anymore, but I can still feel the baby…would you like to feel it?”
“Hai…what does Inutaisho-dono-sama think about the pup
moving?”
“He’s been trying to feel it, but he can’t, so he hasn’t
said anything except he’s happy he finally has time to enjoy the pup,” Izayoi
took Tsuki’s hand and after assuring her friend it was okay, she placed it
inside her kimono just under the little bulge of her stomach. “Can you feel
it?”
“Iie…” Tsuki replied and the human pressed her friend’s hand
into her belly a bit harder. “Gomen, but I still can’t feel anything. Can
anyone else feel the pup moving?”
“Iie. I was hoping you did, so I
could tell the Dono-sama what to expect, but perhaps the baby is still too
small to make its presence known to anyone but me…” she sighed. “Let’s finish
getting me dressed and I’ll make us some tea while I send word to the kitchen
about breakfast.”
“Hai… Ningen-hime… what’s it feel like when the pup moves?”
Tsuki picked up the obi from the floor and carefully started wrapping it around
her friend.
“It feels like I swallowed a butterfly.” She laughed.
“Nani?” Tsuki giggled. “A butterfly?”
“Hai. It feel like something’s
fluttering deep down inside, like when you’re ill in your stomach, but without
the pains and the rest of the sickness,” she smiled. “It’s a good feeling, like
how it sometimes feels when you’re…ummm… pillowing…” she whispered the last
word and the two women started giggling again.
“Oh…You know I hope I don’t start giggling when we’re in the
middle of it…” Tsuki laughed.
“Please don’t! That’s all I need; the Waka-sama mad at me
because you were foolish enough to giggle while pillowing.” Izayoi gently
admonished between giggles. “Now look what you’ve done, you’ve made me laugh so
much I woke the baby!” she could not stop laughing.
Tsuki also laughed. “Gomen! I’m
sorry I made you laugh, but I could just imagine the look on his face when I
explain why I’m laughing! That’s if I could stop laughing long enough to tell
him!” She laughed again along with her friend as she finished trying the obi.
“But you must promise me, that you won’t think about that when you’re with the
Dono-sama! No use making him upset with our laughter, ne?”
“Hai! Come, Silly One, let’s go see
about breakfast.” Composing herself, Izayoi walked over to the inner shoji and
knelt before it. Then she slid it open and looked around for a passing servant
and finding one, she asked that breakfast be brought to her room. “Breakfast
will be here soon. Would you like some tea now?”
“Hai. Why don’t you sit and let me
make it for us,” Tsuki said. She went over to the tansu and under Izayoi’s
direction; she found the tea as well as a pot to heat water in and the tea pot.
She turned and came over to her friend. “This is so beautiful!”
“Arigatou. Inutaisho-sama found it
in his travels and when I saw it and complimented him on it, he brought it here
for me to use.”
“Oh…it’s really beautiful and so delicate too! I’d never
imagine him owning something like this…” Tsuki studied the little tea pot,
before handing it back to her friend. “I’ll be back in a minute; I need to get
some water.” She rose in one fluid motion and headed to the shoji leading
outside. After she slid it open, she stepped out and back into her sandals.
Then a few quick steps brought her to the courtyard’s fountain, before
returning to the warmth of Ningen-hime’s room. Soon the tea was made and the
two of them sat in companionable silence as they ate before turning the
conversation to the coming festival.
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The men came home just after sunset and after their prey had
been seen to and they had washed up, they joined the women in the banquet hall
for dinner. The conversations buzzed around the long low table where everyone
sat. They eagerly waited for the dog general’s announcement on the date of the
festival. When he cleared his throat, the place grew quiet as everyone paused
to hear him speak.
“Would someone be so kind as to pass me that bowl of sweet
potatoes?” Inutaisho teased. “Iie?” He looked around
at the expectant faces before him. Smiling broadly, he gave them what they
wanted, “The festival will be in a week’s time, by the way, and ummm…I’d really
like some more sweet potatoes.”
“Dono-sama!” Shikako cried and
picking up the bowl of sweet potatoes she handed it to Izayoi who in turn
passed it on to the dog general. Shikako was old and she performed much the
same duties here that his wife, Inukouhi, performed at home. Her age as well as
her position, made him trust her with Izayoi’s care although Inutaisho longed
to know Baba-chan’s opinion on the human’s health. Izayoi seemed even more
delicate to him with each passing day, for she tired quickly and she spent most
of her time sleeping or cloistered in her room with either him or Tsuki for
company.
Inutaisho helped himself to more food and after setting the
bowl down; he sat back and listened to the conversation that flowed around the
table. He noted with amusement that while Tsuki seemed excited about the
festival, his did not. In fact he noted that most of the men were not as
enthusiastic about the festival as the women were.
Seeing the frown that had settled on his face, Izayoi leaned
over and addressed her mate. “My lord, is there
anything wrong?” she asked softly.
“Iie, I’m just wondering if this was a good idea as none of
the men seem particularly interested.”
She smiled at him, “that is because they know they’ll be
taking on most of the work. It is the same in all things, whether it is a small
dinner party back home, or your men going off on a raid.”
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Really?”
“Hai…us women have nothing more to do than see to your
comforts and it is something which pleases us and we love to do for the men in
our lives. You men have weight of taking care of us on your shoulders, and
doing most of the harvesting is one way you have of doing that. For what if we
in all innocence, were to do something that’ll hurt ourselves? You will feel
badly that you couldn’t prevent it and so you sit and spend you days thinking
of ways to keep us out of trouble.” She laughed softly and ran a slender finger
down his cheek. “You see?”
He grabbed her hand and kissed her palm. “Hai, I had
forgotten how wise you are, for that is it exactly. I was thinking of a way to
keep you from doing anything other than keeping me company. Plus I’m a bit
worried about you, Koishii, you sleep so much-”
“Please don’t; I’m fine,” she gently interrupted. “The baby
just tends to keep me up at night. I can feel it moving around and kicking and
then I just lie there wondering if it’ll be a son and if he’ll look like you or
if I’ll give you a daughter instead, and what he or she will be like and before
I know it, it’s morning…” She sighed. “Then I’m tired
the rest of the day…it’s nothing to worry about, I’m fine.”
Inutaisho studied his mate a few seconds longer as he
discerned the truth of her words. Smiling, he lifted her hand and gently
planted a kiss on her upturned palm. Izayoi smiled at him in return and he
looked at her lovingly one last time before returning his attentions back to
his meal and his guests.
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The day of the festival dawned cool and bright. The promise
of a beautiful day was seen in the clear cloudless sky and everyone eagerly
awaited their instructions for the day. They were separated into small groups
of men and women, each led by a couple of peasants who were nervous at thought
of having their roles reversed for the day. Inutaisho had seen this and after
asking his leader for instructions, he set everyone at ease by following them
exactly. That was how he found himself pulling radishes from the ground, Izayoi
at his side, doing nothing more than placing them in the large basket along
with Tsuki. Sesshomaru silently pulled the large daikon from the ground with an
air of boredom about him, while Tsuki alternately pulled and placed them in the
basket that Izayoi was charged with keeping upright after it was knocked over.
Sesshomaru would watch his mate work as surreptitiously as
possible, for he found her particularly fetching this morning, dressed as she
was in a short kimono and leggings. He loved the way the wide brimmed straw
bowl hat she wore threw shadows on her face as well as the way she harmonized
with the peasant women who sang as they helped harvest the large white radishes.
He rolled his eyes in disgust when his father also sang along, for the women
started giggling and he thought of the silly birds that would caw at each other
in the trees. So he ignored their outburst as best he could, by immersing
himself in the mindlessness of his task. Before long he was surprised to note
that they had nearly cleared their area of the large kitchen garden.
“Come, Maru-chan, let’s go eat! We can always finish this
later!” Tsuki tugged gently on his arm. “I’m hungry!”
“Hunh?” He looked up at her and as he wiped the sweat from his
brow, he left a large muddy mark that made her giggle. Frowning, he asked her
what was so funny.
“Gomen nasai, Maru-chan, but I’ve never seen you looking
anything other than neat and tidy…” she giggled again. “Your face is dirty from
where you just wiped at it. Here, let me fix it for you…” She took the scarf
she had tied around her forehead and after she had wet it with water from her
bamboo flask, she wiped gently at his face. “There, you look better now,” she
said softly.
“Arigatou, Tsuki-chan,” he murmured and after a few minutes
of maneuvering without removing their hats, he managed to steal a kiss. They
stood that way for a few minutes, their gazes locked, before he reluctantly
turned away from her. “Come, let’s go eat.”
“Hai…” Tsuki followed him. She walked a few paces before
she paused. “Maru-chan…?” she said softly. “I don’t know what it is…but I
suddenly don’t feel so good…” She closed her eyes in an attempt to halt the
sudden spinning of her world.
“Tsuki?” Sesshomaru was at his mate’s side in an instant; just in
time to catch her as her eyes rolled back in her head and her knees buckled.
“Chichi-ue!” he cried out and the others came running.
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Tsuki’s eyes fluttered open and she was surprised to find
herself lying on her friend’s futon. She groaned softly when she tried to sit
up. The room gently spun again and she eased herself back down into the comfy
softness. “Ningen-hime, Maru-chan?” she whispered.
“Hai…Tsuki-chan, are you alright?” her mate’s voice gently
caressed her ears as his face swam into view.
“I don’t know, Maru-chan, everything keeps spinning. I felt
fine before but now all I want to do is close my eyes and lie here.” She smiled
as he tenderly stroked her forehead. “I’d ask you to come and lie down next to
me, but we’re not in our room…why are we here?”
“You fainted,” he stated simply. “Maybe you worked too hard
or something?” His eyes were so full of concern for her that she felt her own
welling up with tears. “Tsuki-chan, are you sure you’re alright?”
“Hai…you just looked so sweet there before…Ningen-hime?”
Tsuki looked over at her friend who had come over with a tray. The younger girl
watched as the elder knelt down next to her and set the tray down in front of
her. She smiled as Sesshomaru helped her to sit up again and seconds later
Izayoi had placed a warm cup of tea in her hands.
“Try and drink a bit. You’ve given us all a good scare.
Inutaisho-dono-sama has gone to find Josanpuko,” she
placed her hand on Tsuki’s knee and gave a gentle squeeze. “I’m fine,” she said
softly, before pausing and changing the subject. “Waka-sama, would you please
be so kind as to see what is keeping your father?”
Sesshomaru scowled at Izayoi before he leaned over and
kissed his mate’s cheek. Rising silently to his feet, he bowed to them both,
before leaving in search of his father. The two women watched him go.
“Why has the dono-sama gone to get Josanpuko?
Are you sure it’s not for you?”
“Hai, Little One, I’m sure. It’s…ummm…it’s because we,” she
paused and took a deep breath. “Tsuki-chan, please listen to me and very
carefully. The reason the dono-sama has gone to get Josanpuko
is because we think you fainted because you’re going to have a baby too…”
“Hai…” A pup? Could Maru-chan
and I have made a pup? And so soon, too?
“He said the okugata-sama had fainting spells when she
was…ummm…well when she was going to have a baby. We just want to be sure you’re
alright.”
“Gomen nasai, Ningen-hime, I didn’t hear what else you
said.”
Izayoi waved her hand as if to dismiss Tsuki’s apology. “It
wasn’t important. You know what?”
“What?” Tsuki sipped her tea. “Can I please lie down
again?”
“Hai! Do you need me to help you?” The human woman took the cup
away from her friend and set it down.
“Iie, I’m fine and please don’t fuss over me, Ningen-hime.
I feel silly when you do.”
“Hai…” She watched as Tsuki lay down. Once she was sure the
girl was settled, she said brightly, “I’m so happy you’re going to have a baby
around the same time I will. They can grow up together and be friends, ne?”
“Hai! That would be fun.”
The two women chatted on about the babies as Izayoi thought
about how to bring up the subject of Inutaisho’s plan.
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“Chichi-ue!” Sesshomaru found his father quietly speaking with an old
woman. “Gomen nasai,” he quickly apologized for interrupting, “but Ningen-hime
is concerned that you are taking too long. She won’t say what’s wrong with
Tsuki, but I think it’s some kind of women trouble…” he trailed off and looked
away.
“Calm yourself, Waka-sama; I’m on my way to see her,” she
said before turning to her lord and master, “I’ll let you know what it is
that’s troubling her.”
“Arigatou, Josanpuko, please go
on ahead, as I need to speak with my son.”
“Hai, have no fear, Boy, you’re not derelict in your
duties.” She smiled at Sesshomaru, before bowing to them both and leaving.
Sesshomaru wanted to follow her, but his father’s gaze held
him rooted to the spot. “I need you to pay attention to me and heed my words,
Sesshomaru. What I going to tell you is going to be difficult for you to hear
and-” Inutaisho cut himself off when he noticed his son had gone pale. “She’s
fine, Sessho-kun,” he quickly reassured. “I think she’s going to have a pup,
that’s all and I want to be sure for I’m about to tell you something, you
aren’t going to want to hear.”
Sesshomaru let the breath he had been holding out. “Why
wouldn’t I want to hear that? And how do you know she’s going to have a pup,
Chichi-ue?” He looked at his father with a puzzled frown on his face.
“Because your mother used to faint all the time like that
when she was with pup, it’s nothing to be concerned about. But this is; I’m
going to declare the pup my own.”
“Nani?! You can’t do that!” Sesshomaru cried, outraged that his
father wanted to cuckold him with words if not in the actual deed.
“Quiet! I can and I will. I’m telling you this now as your
lord and not as your father. You will obey me in this and you go along with
what I say in this matter. I’m doing this for the pup’s own protection as well
as Tsuki’s-”
“I know what happens to pups under your protection! They
die and half the time their mothers die along with them!”
“I’m sorry, Sesshomaru, but I feel it’s better to being
doing it this way. As soon as I know for sure, I will be sending word to your
mother and she’ll give her help as well.”
“Haha-ue? Why don’t you just kill Tsuki yourself?” Sesshomaru said
bitterly. “Haha-ue doesn’t like her any more than she likes Izayoi.” At his
father’s shocked look he went on, “I know very well what her name is,
Chichi-ue, and I also know the various names Haha-ue has for her as well as
exactly what she thinks of her.” He sighed wearily. “I also know that whenever
there’s been a new pup in the palace that there can even be the remotest
possibility of it being yours, something always happens… and Haha-ue nine times
out of ten has had her hand in it somewhere. I may be young, Chichi-ue, but I’m
not a little pup any more nor am I stupid.”
“Hai… perhaps I have misjudged you, my son.” Inutaisho
looked at his on as if he were seeing him for the first time. “Honestly, I
really think this is the best course of action to take. And I’ll tell you
something else. I think we need to go home. I’d really like both of them to be
under Baba-chan’s care as well as under your mother’s protection. You have to
trust me in this. I know your mother will obey my wishes when I tell her. How
about this: when the time is right, I’ll announce to everyone the pup is
yours.” He reached out and placed a hand on Sesshomaru’s shoulder. “I wish
there was another way to handle this, but can’t for the life of me think of any
other way…”
888
Sesshomaru remained cloistered away with the two women for
the rest of the afternoon. He was torn between his desire to comfort Tsuki,
pillow with her until they were both exhausted and his longing to rant and rave
over his father’s “solution”. However, Izayoi’s presence put a stop to pursuing
any of it so he sat there and silently brooded. The women could tell he was
angry as it radiated off him in nearly visible waves, and after many failed
attempts at calming him down they gave up and went about their own business
until Inutaisho arrived carrying a kimono.
As annoyed as he was over his father’s insistence that
Tsuki wear the dog general’s inner kimono, it was nothing compared to the anger
he felt when she became upset. He barely listened to his father’s explanations
for it and impatience over what he thought of as nonsense. Taking a deep breath
and letting it out slowly, he spoke calmly, “Tsuki-chan, just wear the damned
thing and be done with it. We’ve both agreed to listen to my father in this and
he in his infinite wisdom feels that by wearing it you’ll be carrying his
scent. Besides, it’s better than getting his scent the other way.”
“What do you mean ‘get it the other way’?” she asked in all
innocence and blushed profusely when she caught his pointed look. “Hai…” she
said softly and took the kimono from his hand.
“Now please hurry and get dressed so we can go to dinner.”
He gave his father a look of bored disdain before he returned his gaze out the
opened window.
888
Dinner was a dismal affair for the four of them despite the
hearty congratulations that flew about the room. Inutaisho announced that Tsuki
was now under Sesshomaru’s protection, since she was carrying a possible heir,
who unlike Izayoi’s pup, was full youkai, thereby giving an excuse to their
constant togetherness.
Sesshomaru dully answered the questions thrown his way as
well as politely accepting the well wishes that were offered. He felt as if he
was suffocating in the noise and din of the dinner, and he longed for the quiet
of his room and Tsuki’s arms.
Tsuki sat there quietly and after a while no one bothered
her much to her relief as she stated simply that she was feeling good which was
true as well as tiredness. Since she was rather pale, everyone believed her and
she was left alone with her thoughts.
Izayoi, happily chatted on with her dinner companions about
how excited she was for her friend and how much fun it was going to be for the
two of them when they had their babies and how nice it will be for them to grow
up together. Her mate also found himself drawn into her conversation despite
the fact he longed for the dinner to be over so that he could set about
informing his wife that she was to be a grandmother.
888
The next day Inukouhi was surprised to see a letter from
her husband on the tray where her breakfast sat growing colder by the minute as
she struggled to wake up. Yawning, she reached over and eagerly read its
contents. At first it seems full of the usual nonsense he would write to her
and as she read it over again her eyes caught the sentence that was the key to
its true meaning. The line asking about Hiroshi’s battle wounds was the clue to
read it again, using the simple battle code they had developed for their own
private use…
My dearest Wife,
I’m writing to inform you that I am also writing to ask Takahara to create an
excuse to summon me home. If you can assist him in this I will be most grateful
to you. The reason I need to return- it gives me both great pain and great joy
to tell you - is this: I need to come home because Izayoi-hime is with pup as
well as Tsukikage-hime. It would seem that just as I am to know once again the
joys of fatherhood; I am to learn the joys of being a grandfather as well. As
for Izayoi, I am truly sorry if that hurts you; honestly while I had considered
giving her a pup of her for I was angry at you and I beg your forgiveness for
it, it would seem despite the fact I wasn’t that serious about it, the gods had
heard of my desire and gave her a pup anyway. Tsukikage also came as a
surprise, and yet I suppose I should have expected it. Anyway, dear wife, I
need you help. I fear for Tsukikage’s life and the life of her pup, since she
is only Sessho-kun’s concubine and not his wife. Therefore I have said the pup
is my own and that Sesshomaru is in charge of seeing to her safety. Needless to
say he wasn’t very happy with me, but he accepts it and so does the girl. That
is why I need you to help me and look after her and the pup in the safety of
our home. All I ask is that you treat her the same as you would treat as any of
the women who are bearing my pups while in the company of others, and privately
I hope you will treat her as you would treat our son’s wife and mother of his
pups. I expect you to guard her with your life as much as is possible for
Sesshomaru’s sake if for no one else’s. I’ll be leaving here as soon as it can
be arranged. When I get home, I would like the pleasure of your company as we
have much to discuss. Love always, your husband, Inutaisho.
“Damn it!” she swore before tossing the letter into the
brazier that warmed her room.
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