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Love of the Rose Hime	By : nchsmi Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 19299 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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The Love Of My Rose Hime

Ninth Rose: Reunited Their story

by

Nikkie23534

The Crescent Cafe 11am. 2 weeks later.

       Things have been progressing pretty fast and furious for the crew at the Crescent. Ever since the party word of the cafe had spread like wildfire. Soon, Inuyasha had more notoriety than she knew what to do with. It seemed like everyone wanted them to handle their parties and special events. They were even the focus of good size article in the morning and evening editions of Yomiuri Shimbun and The Asahi Shimbun, new business section. Plus a couple of paragraphs in the Mainichi and Nihon Keizai society page. It had gotten so busy that, Kagome and Aoi had started helping 2 days a week. Souta came in on vacations and holidays and after school, when he didn't have sports practice. Even Naraku pitched in, when he had the time. Inu had even hired 3 more people to handle the extra work load. There was Kira, a hyperactive 19 year old college freshman, at Tokyo U. She had brown hair with bright yellow and orange streaks. In addition, she was also Kisa's little cousin. Then Jakotsu, younger twin brother of Bankotsu, older brother of Renkotsu. His is, to put it kindly, gender confused. Somewhat girlie in his mannerisms, he was often the butt of a lot of criticism and mean jokes. Even so, he has always had a very soft spot in his heart for Inuyasha. This often gets him on the receiving end of Yasha's fist. And, sometimes Juromaru. And, lastly there was Monica Tezuka. A dark haired, tawny eyed cutie with glasses, due to her mixed parentage. She had been living in Boston, MA, with her mother until she was 15. After, she came to Japan to visit with her father and never left. At 26 years old, she was the oldest member of the crew. And had quickly become like a mother hen to the group. She always had a funny anecdote for any situation. She and Inu hit it off from the first meeting!

       And, the restaurant wasn't the only place things were progressing. After the party, the crew started to notice a new regular customer. A tall well built, well dressed visitor with long silky silver hair, hanging around the place. He would just pop up at odd times of the day, and during those times Inu seemed to be more flustered. Usually she was calm and cool as a cucumber. But, whenever he came in, for some reason Inu became slightly uncoordinated. She would make little careless mistakes. Like when she mixed up baking soda with baking power for a simple bread recipe, or when she dropped a whole tray of sweetened rice cakes on the floor. Almost everyone was quite amused by the new and confused Inuyasha! Almost everyone.

       The doorbell chimed, and in he glided. Monica looked up from her counter check, "Welcome to th- Oh! How ya livin' big boy?" She smiled at the slightly confused look in his eyes. Then laughed when he shook his head and smiled.

       "Is there something in your mental capacity that prohibits a simple 'Hello'?" He said as he reached the counter. Leaning over the counter, he continued. "It must be a side effect of being raised in the wilds of America," he smiled.

       "Don't knock the mental capacity of a girl from the American wilds, until you've tried her!" She laughed, "You got to have a sense of humor, when one looks like me!" She sighed and puts the back of her hand against her forehead, "It's so hard being a sex symbol!" He smiles at her nonsense 'It's so like my love to work around people such as these!'. Just then Kisa and Juromaru walked out from the kitchen, with more supplies for the counters. Kisa smiles when she sees him, but Juro's eyes narrowed and he frowned deeply. Sesshomaru smiled and nodded at Kisa, but only stared at Juro.

       "Hey there, Sesshomaru! Long time no see!" Joked Kisa, following his line of vision to an angry looking Juro. Kisa then smiled apologetically at Sesshomaru.

       He waved it off, than pointed towards the kitchen. "Is she busy?"

       "Mm-Hmm!" Juro said testily as he put the cakes and breads in the glass counters. This drew Kisa, Monica, and Sesshomaru's attention.

       "Yeah, she is, but I think she could use a little break." When Juro got up the block him, but Monica called him to help her. "Ban and the guys are out on deliveries, so why don't you go on back there," said Kisa. He nodded at her again, and headed towards the back. When he opened the door, he couldn't help but smile at the wondrous sight before him.

       There she was. Her back was to him. She was standing on a step stool. Presented with her prefect profile, he could see lines of concentration etched on her lovely brow. Her steady hands painstakingly working to add delicate little roses to the top tier on the huge cake on her worktable. She straightened up and stepped down to take a better look at her creation. As soon as her foot touched the floor, she was grabbed from the back by strong arms, that encircled her tiny waist. "Aaaaaaaahhhh!" she screamed. She relaxed, when she heard a deep chuckle close to her ear. Pushing him away, Yasha went to the sink to wash her hands. "Damn it, Sess! If you don't stop doing that, I'm gonna tie a bell to your ass!!!!" She grumbled as he walked up behind her. "A few more times and my hair will be as white as yours!" He turned her so that she was facing him.

       Sess smiled at her. She was an absolute mess, and he loved it. Her chef's coat was covered in flour and a few frosting smudges. Long silky strands of her hair escaped the tight bun that was affixed a top her head. A little speck of pastry batter was smeared on her right cheek. "Now that would be a tragedy!" He smiled as he reached up and started to remove the pins from her hair. Enjoying the way those lovely tresses felt as they slipped through his fingers. "Because, I happen to love your hair the color it is now." He held a lock in his hand and raised it to his face, to inhale it's fresh scent. He kissed it before releasing it to retrieve yet another pin from her hair.

       The feel of his fingers sent uncontrollable shivers of pleasure down her back. She closed her eyes, momentarily giving into the feeling of those strong yet gentle hands in her hair. 'God, he feels better in person than in any of my dreams! A man like him could really get a girl in trouble!' Suddenly there was a loud bang that caused the 2 to jump. They turned to find a totally miffed Juromaru in the doorway behind them. He walked in and placed the empty trays down on the table, then sat down at the table and started to work on the cake Yasha was decorating. "Um, thanks Juro," she said as she starts to redo her hair, pulling the silken mass back and pinning it. Sesshomaru stared coldy at Juro as he stares back. 'These 2 are going to drive me crazy! Really I'm growing tired of this little pissing contest!' Looking to defuse the situation, Yasha turned to Juro. "Hey bud. Do you mind going to the storeroom, and bringing me 4 more buckets of font icing for the smaller cakes. I need 2 pint of blue, a pint salmon, and a pint light green. Oh, and bring four more packages of the tier columns. The ones with the swan bases." Juro, never taking his eyes of Sesshomaru, went to do her bidding. She watched saddened as he stormed out.

       "Yasha?" She turned to Sess. He was staring at her intently, his arms folded across his broad chest.

       "Huh?"

       "What is going on between you and him?" He asked rather stonily.

       She frowned at his tone, "What do you mean?"

       Sess sighed, "I think you know what it is I'm asking you, don't play the coy or confused coin with me. I want to know. What are your feelings for that character?"

       Yasha's back went rigid, and she mirrored his stance. "First off his name is Juromaru, not 'that character,' and he's one of my if not my closest friends! He's like a brother to me and I will not have anyone talking bad about him. Not even you, Sesshomaru. Juro's been through a lot, and he has always been there for me when I needed him. So, I want you to try and be nice to him."

       "I am not the one who has a problem. He's the one that keeps staring at me, like he want to start something. If he does, I fully intent to finish it!"

       She sighed heavily, she walked up to him and unfolded his arms. Then she wrapped his arms around her and pressed against him. Looking up at him, she smiled. "I'll have a talk with him, Sess. I just want you and him to become friends. Somewhat. Juro's like a brother to me and I love him like a brother. Please tell me you understand that."

       Smiling, he leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers and placed a light kiss on the tip of her nose. "For you, my hime, and only you I endeavor to shall try. But, I cannot and will not promise anything."

       'Well, I guess that's better then nothing.' She thought with a smirk. "Hey, what brings you here today, anyway?" She asked, remembering that he just showed up unexpected as usual.

       "Ah yes, I almost forgot. I have something for you." He removed one arm from her waist and reached into the breast pocket of his suit. He pulled out a pink envelope, "this is for you, my dear." He handed it to her. She took it and turned it over. She smiled when she saw her name, written in large and bold childish scrawl: Miss Inuyasha Shinta. Opening it she read the context:

You are invited

to a dinner to honor

Rin Takeuchi's sixth birthday

This Saturday nite

at 5 PM.

       "So, I'm invited to a party, am I?" She laughed. "And, you're playing errand boy, huh? Well, you may inform Miss. Takeuchi, that I will be more than happy to attend such an elegant affair. And thank her for thinking of me, and that I would be honored to attend."

       He smiled and nuzzled her neck as he purred. "Thank god you said yes. If you hadn't I was afraid I would have to kidnap you," he said in a very seductive tone that caused her to tremble slightly. He chuckled at the small tremor that emitted from her. Taking advantage of the mood, he liked the soft sensitive skin just behind her ear and stroked one hand slowly down her spine. Yasha gasped at the combined torture of his fiery touch, 'Oh god!!! There go those hands of his!! Oh, have mercy, those HANDS!!!!!!' Mindlessly, Inuyasha leaned into his touch. Loving the feelings that he was creating with those hands, not to mention that devilish tongue of his. That warm organ had left her ear and started a moistly sensual trail across her jaw line to the corner of her sweet mouth. Slowly, it caressed the perfect full line of her succulent lips, causing a very passionate moan to erupt from them. Thus, granting him access to the tantalizing recesses of her honeyed oral cavern. Yasha, clung to him for dear life, as she return his impassioned embrace. Her overloaded mind barely able to register, as he began to backing her up across the kitchen. She felt herself leaned up against the solid form of the wall.

       Suddenly, a wild panic ran through her. A memory of an incident not long ago. The gentle hands caressing her, in her mind became rough and unyeilding. In her mind, they were no longer the tender hands of her love. They were hurting. They were cruel. They were painful. A surge of horrible terror ripped away the warm and wonderful feeling that had been there, only to replace it with sinister dread. 'No!' Her mind screamed, as a feeling of being trapped. No way out. She started to struggle a little, but he paid no mind. Instead, the kiss only intensified, setting off a streak of fear in her. 'No, let go!' Her terrified mind screamed for release and she pushed against his chest. Sesshomaru felt the sudden change in her. Confused, he relinquished his exploration of her mouth; but not his hold on her. Gazing into her eyes, he was shocked by the look of sheer terror reflected back at him. 'What in the world?' He thought. But, just as he was about to voice his concern; a strong hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him away from her. Sesshomaru came face to face with a very VERY angry Juromaru Todou.

       Inuyasha came to her senses just when Juro had pushed a bewildered Sesshomaru halfway across the room. He was about to advance on the confused man when Inu stopped him, in time. Inuyasha ran in-between the 2 men. Putting her hands against Juromaru's chest she pleaded, "Juro, stop it! Don't you dare move. He wasn't hurting me, Juro, please just stop!" Looking behind her, Inu saw that Sess had come to his senses and was now angry. He was staring at Juromaru, with the promise of violence in his eyes. He was about to approach the upstart that dared not only to put his hands on him, but he was keeping him from his InuYasha. And, no one kept Sesshomaru Takeuchi from what was rightly his!

       "Move Inuyasha. Apparently your friend has some sort of problem with me, and I intend to settle it!" He sneered angrily.

       InuYasha did not move. Instead she reached up and framed Sess' face in both her hands, forcing him to look at her. She stood on her toes to place a gentle kiss on his lips. The lips that had just a second ago, promised her heaven. "Sess," she breathed. "Please, my dearheart, please for me let this go. You must forgive him, please. He only though he was protecting me, please."

       "Protecting you? From me? Yasha, I would never hurt or allow anyone to hurt you ever. You understand that don't you?" He assured.

       "I know that, but he doesn't. Please. Just trust me on this, I'll talk to him, I'll get him to understand. As you said, he is my friend." Her huge purple eyes pleading with him to grant her request. Pressing herself against him, she whispered "Is there anything I should bring with me to Rin's party? Is there any special treat that she likes?" She purred up to him trying to get him to calm down by changing the subject.

       Sighing, Sesshomaru knew what she was doing. At the feel of her lips against his, the anger did subside just a tad. 'I have a feeling that I will lose just about every argument this way,' he smirked to himself. Looking into her eyes, 'Yup! I'm so dead!' Smiling he leaned and kissed her once more, ignoring the seething death glare from the man behind her. "I'll send Myoga to pick you up say 4 o'clock? It takes about 45 minutes to reach the mansion from here. And you needn't bring anything but your beautiful self. Be sure to ask your grandmother if she is able to attend."

       "I'll be sure to ask her, but Saturday night is bridge night at my uncle Hiko's. I'm not sure she will want to give up her weekly chance to embarrass him," She giggled. "And you don't need to have anyone come to get me. I do have a car, you know! I can and will drive myself! Now, what does Rin like? Rice balls? Sushi Oh, dumplings?"

       Smiling, Sesshomaru shaking his head "Tempura, she loves tempura, but I can assure you that Jaken will already have some made for the dinner."

       "No, tell him I would like to make the tempura for her. Veggie, meat, or seafood?"

       Sesshomaru had to admit, he liked the feisty little baggage before him ... liked? No. He loved this complicated little woman/child in front of him. How could he not? She was the perfect compliment to him. Where he could be cold and aloof, she was warm and inviting. Where he was stone and stern, she was soft and yielding. She was yin to his yang, he knew it the moment he'd met her in childhood. And, that feeling had only gotten stronger after fate had reunited them. 'Be prepared, my little InuYasha, for I now that I have found you I will never let you go. You are now as you have always been mine!' "Well, if you insist. She like all of them, but Shrimp and Crab are her favorites as well as chicken, but not pork. Rin is allergic to pork."

       "Right! No pork! Anything else?"

       "Yes," he leaned down and whispered into her ear, "don't be late. Or else I will be forced to come and find you." With that he caught her delicate earlobe in his teeth and gave it a small nip. Causing her to squeal. "'Til Saturday night." And, then he was gone.

       Staring at the empty doorway and sighing with longing, Yasha smiled as she rubbed her ear. 'Lord the man sure does love to bite and lick! He's just like a dog!' The drumming of a fingers on the table brought her out of her reverie. She turned to see the rather comical sight of a pouting Juro staring back at her. 'Oh, yeah! He's ticked!' She smiled and placed her hand on his broad shoulder. "I like him, Juro. He's not a bad man, and I can trust him. I love you for being so concerned about me, but you have to understand I have been dreaming about him...my whole life!" She put both arms around him and gave him a tight squeeze as she kissed the top of his head. "Please, I need you to be happy for me, Juro. Please, give him a chance. Can you do that? For me? Please?"

       Looking up into her hopeful eyes. Suddenly he felt like a fool, a childish little fool. He let his powerful shoulders drop in defeat, before smiling at her and nodding

"Hn!"

       "Thanks, buddy!"

       In his car, Sesshomaru started on his way back to his office. Halfway there his mind replays the memory of the past few minute with a soft smile. Then, he frowned, as he remembered her reaction as the kiss became heated. What changed her so drastically? She seemed to be afraid of him. No, not afraid... she was absolutely terrified! She struggled as though he was the devil and she was fighting for dear life. "What was it that scared you so much, Yasha?" As he drove he made a vow to himself to find out.

TBC...

That's it for rose number 9, tenth rose to follow soon. I think it's time for a little lemon/limeade. What don't you think? Let me know! ~ B reading U!
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