Hi, everyone! This is my very first attempt on writing a fanfiction. Before
I only loved to read them but then I decided to try it for once.
The beginning might be a bit confusing since I originally wrote it for
another story but never continued. Therefore the connections to our beloved
hanyou might be a bit thin. Anyways, don't worry it shall come soon.
Uhh, what did I forget, eh right, I excuse in advance for any mistakes take
might make their appearance for English is not my native language, I'm just
using it to improve my humble style.
However, I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any other person of the crew. I'm just borrowing them for my own weird ideas of entertainment. I don't plan to make any money of it, why would I? So don't sue me.
Now on with the show!
Chapter One: Prologue
Hastily a darkly clad man rode along a dusty, dirty road– on the fastest way to London.
The wind, shortly before just a small kind breeze, developed to be a well born storm. Farther away one could almost hear the mighty thunder of the nearing thunderstorm. Rage was found within the man as not seen for long, the storm provided a good background for the man's mood.
'That old fool! While me not being there, he's arranging my marriage! And at last he got it done with! How did he get his hands on the special permission? Ok, he's a duke, but ... When I come back I'll kill him right there without any hesitation and mercy......' the man murmured with teeth squeezed together. His gaze was trained straight forward. He pressed his thighs together to get the horse run faster.
Suddenly a totally white clothed woman stood on the road. Clothed with a dress which clang perfectly to her figure and ended just above her knee. Only her black boots were an exception.
The rider sat abruptly up in his saddle and was about to stop his horse when the woman turned to look for something unknown to him. Behind her the shadow of a man appeared.
Inaudible words were spoken, then he passed them and didn't turn again. Calmed because she seemed to be in the presence of somebody known to her even if her clothes weren't exactly decent. But what did he care? Nothing, he had more pressing business to attend to.
'Two that want to be by themselves' was his final thought towards this incident. Had he cared some more he would have noticed the sudden change in the woman's behavior. But he banned it from his mind and turned towards his own problems – his bride and more important his business problems in China.
He failed to also see the woman back away from the dark man, wearing an expression of slight panic, fainting. He failed to notice the dark smile of the man and his murmured words. "Now I have fulfilled my duty. I found one that is good enough for my grandson to marry. I hope he has taken care of everything already."
Birds chirped to glorify the morning when Seizonshu woke up. She didn't recognize the ceiling of her bed, but in her sleepy mood she didn't really care where she was. She even turned to the other side to take another nap before getting up. She stirred. There was something she forgot, what was it?
Right! Suddenly she sat up straight in her bed. It's not that the birds didn't chirp at her home. No, but she eventually remembered her last day – she had been in the library searching for another good book to read while being on her trip when the new old man presented her one that dealt with the old Victorian Era of England. He had become a friend of her's since he came to the library some month before. But that day, he had not only suggested to read about that time but also be a part of it for a certain amount of time. She had grinned and agreed. Maybe that was the biggest fault of her life.
Confused she looked around the room. Then Seizonshu became aware of a girl which switched the curtains and the windows open and then looked around to wake the young lady lying in the bed.
"Oh!" came out of her mouth. Hastily she went to the bed and bowed deeply. "Good Morning, Mylady!"
As Seizonshu didn't answer but look at her through wide open eyes the girl sheepishly found a very interesting spot on the floor.
"Please excuse my clumsiness Mylady. I didn't intent to wake you up so abruptly. But the duke wished you to be present at the breakfast."
"Oh?" Seizonshu said intelligently. "Who's waiting for me? What is it you're speaking about? Where am I? Who's 'the duke'? Who are you?"
The girl's gaze filled with compassion. "Mylady, Do you really not remember anything? Is it true what he said?" The girl started. "Please excuse my openness. But would you please tell me your name?"
"My name? Seizonshu of the Inu-Clan. And tell me your name in return." She answered a little startled.
The girl's face became sad. "I'm named Dianne. But your name..." here she hesitated enough to get noticed by Seizonshu "Your name is Lady Magarette McDonner. That is, before your marriage..."
Seizonshu paled visibly. "My.........MARRIAGE?????" she squeeched, ignoring the rest of the sentence.
"Yes, as I said, Mylady, Your Marriage. Now you are the wife of the honorable Marquis of Kenterley." Dianne's face brightened up. "Now you are the honorable Marquise of Kenterley , Lady Kenterley or Lady Timmerdy – the birthname of your husband and from now on the one of you too!" enumerated Dianne the names. Pride was clearly hearable in her voice.
"My husband? But human laws... I can't be married. Let alone the fact that this is against my will. I'm not bonded!" Her spirits began to wake, finally, the same with her temperament.
"Excuse me, Mylady. But you possibly lost you memory. I don't know whether you remember anything, but certainly you lost it partly. "She interrupted her little speech. She suddenly remembered why she came here in the first case. She hurried to get in the neighbored room, only to return with a dress and some underwear drapped over her arm. "But that will be explained by his Highness himself. You shall get ready now. I shall help you getting dressed."
"You repeat yourself" Seizonshu grumbled, she didn't care what that guy could do to her, he was no danger at all but because she wasn't there were she was supposed to be – sleeping in the library.
'How can I make them understand I'm not the person they waited for but just plain me! Hell, How? Fu... No I shouldn't start copying my uncles behavior. And then cursing doesn't solve any problems. Although I know tha... Wait a sec. 'Duke' isn't that an English title of a noble? Was't that written in some of those books I read recently?" While Seizonshu thought about her problems, she got dressed with the help of Dianne. 'How the hell can women of this country stand these corsage-thingys and these dresses are uncomfortable. Geeze, I can't breath... Ok, that's why they have her lady's maids. Ok some of my kimono are as complicated to get in as this dress. But not my normal one's, ok and the fact counts, that I normally don't wear kimono, just plain western style.' Caught in her musings she didn't register being pulled to the door by the maid. Automatically she turn right as she would have to go was she at her home estate. But then a little light turned on in her brain. "Eeeh, 'scuse me, but where do I have to go to? Where's the dining hall. "Then suddenly another light switched on – she used English all the time, just as normal, but why, wasn't she supposed to be in Japan? And Japanese was a little different from English, those adapted words doesn't matter.
"Just follow me, Mylady!" suggested Dianne cheerfully as if she didn't notice Seizonshu's confusion. She was the Lady's maid after all and used to the unusual request of her 'wards', but she was indeed concerned about her new mistress' well-being.
'What had happened to me? But I have to get back home. Dad hopefully doesn't get mad at me for being late. And what might San say being my guard that day? I hope he won't get punished. I'm old enough to take care of myself, really, but obviously not.'
"What happened to me?" she mused inaudible for human ears. But now she had refound her normal composition. An unreadable face, just like her father.
After seemingly unending gangways (not like at home, or maybe she was just used to home) they reach a big door in which's front two servants in uniforms are standing. They immediately opened it to let them pass while trying not to stare at her too obviously. She found it amusing. In fact she wore light blonde fake hair so it was impossible for them to see her natural haircolor. Perhaps it was just the fact that she was new and the new lady of their lord.
She shrugged. It doesn't matter she'll be at home after the coming little talk.
How wrong she was.
She entered the room, better called a hall, unnoticeable for others she scanned the room. Then her gaze fixed on an old man that stand proudly straight at the fireside before a painting.
Seizonshu froze, on the inside. Outwardly she didn't let any sign be shown.
"You?" slightly amused was her tone. "What are you doing here? Aren't you that new librarian that proposed some of those Victorian Era books to me?" She has to ask although his scent gave his identity away. But there was no way that she would reveal to a normal human her real her. Her disguise was not for nothing perfect.
His only answer was a short nodding of his head.
"Oh, by the way they have been really good to read even though I'm not that interested in English history. But what are you doing here? Don't you want to show me my way home. It's kind of disturbing to wake up in a totally unknown area, you know? But I rather think it was you who kidnapped me. (That was a statement, no question.) Let me propose you a way out that is good you both of us. You let me have a decent breakfast since I haven't eaten since yesterday morning and I hate being hungry. Then you show me where we are and I'll leave without disturbing you any further. Both of us will be content. You won't catch any punishment from me or any of my people. We'll note it as a bad joke and everything is fine.
"You should take my suggestion into consideration since your life will depend on your decision. To make it easier for you – I promise I won't kill you. No matter how you decide. If you won't let me go willingly, I'll just go. No costs for your side."
"Stop it. Girl you're hysterical. You should try to become a comedian or what do you call that person at that television thing. However, you should not threaten me. It's not a good thing girl. I am in charge for you for now. My grandson to whom you are married to is not present."
"Oh, that's a pity, isn't it?"
"Don't get sarcastic! It's my house and that is why you do as I please and basta! I got a promise from that man that you will behave and I believe him since he helped me to find fitting wife for my grandson. He was a great help. As he proposed me I give you that letter of his and let's see what it does." Said he arrogantly and gave her the letter.
Sizonshu took it and began to read. It was written in Japanese which is why he didn't just tell her what there was to read. Her normally pale face blanched some more shades. Her amber eyes becoming round like saucers first then narrowed dangerously. Anger lit up her face, if one could say so.
"It's not true! Describe the man that gave you this thing!" She ordered with her voice as cold as ice, matching her now glacier glare.
He straightened. His chin stubbornly heightened. "Young girl. It is not up to you to give me orders. You read the letter, right? Understood what stand there? Translate it. That stupid language of yours is not appreciated."
"I don't see any reason why I should do that. You should understand that our dear friend Naraku told you what you need to know and me what I need to know." With those words Seizonshu threw the paper into the fireside where it crumbled in an instant. Hatred dropped off each one of her words.
He lifted an eyebrow.
"It doesn't matter anymore. Tell me what do you want me to do? But before I would like to have you properly introduced." Her voice remained icy.
They sat down at the table. Maids served the typical English breakfast as disgusting as it was. She didn't like it but there was no way around. She ate as less as she could without seeming to be rude, her education showing through. She had no other choice that letter demanded it or... no matter what she would never risk her dads life no matter what it costs her.
"Right, now let me introduce myself: Normally one would call me just Your Highness thanks to my title. But my given name is William Timmerdy. I'm the Duke of Sattering."
"Then contratulations!" She muttered. There was nothing mentioned concerning her attitude towards her 'hosts' or her behavior or want she was supposed to do, only that she was not allowed to leave this England and her knew husband... or he'll die.
"Now you are in the England of the year 1825." That only brought him a glare. "You have to accept it. And I wish that you keep your appearance as it is."
"Now what is that supposed to mean!" She was not only slightly disturbed.
"I wish that you keep yourself save and sound. And you do not neglect your outward appearance and you will behave as if you were born here. Therefore I'll send you to an Academy for Young Ladies of The Highclass–Society as the best of the best is called. There you will learn to behave yourself as it is attended of the wife of the duke's heir. When Greyvan returns he will decide when the best time of your own debut in the society is. Up to then you will have to learn how to behave."
He arrogantly let her no other choice but to say yes.
But that was right. She was not forced to be in his presence for too long and she only was forced to stay at the pronounced place and final, at least she got her peace there, hopefully.
"As you wish." She didn't change her tone of voice, void any emotions. "Now I like to rest somewhat to retake some energy. One last question. Am I allowed to take my bag with me?"
"Yes, I don't have restrictions for you. Just learn to behave as a lady and I don't care whether you love your memories or not. Don't show your inner tumult to the outside."
She nodded shortly.
The duke in his darkbrown not really spartanically decorated suit suited formidably in the dark room that was meant to be a dining hall. Maybe her own habitude was enough to make her oblivious to the hidden but obvious beauty of the room, but on the other hand the reason could be that her sense of beauty was formed in the old Japan before the western influence became inevitably.
Anyway, she left the room to search the library – the only place where she could calm down so much that she didn't anymore feel the urge to rip everything reachable apart. She desperately need to tranquillize herself.
Her heritage did herself to make it difficult but also that was the reason why she could control herself. That she learned early in her life.
Hours later the maid, Dianne, found her sitting in the library reading. "Please, Mylady. Would you come? His Highness wish you to come to the carriage. Your departure is prepared.
Without a word she went and departed to her new future.
Thank you for reading bows to the audiance!
Na, how do you like til now? I hope you enjoyed reading. Please tell me your opinion, review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any other person of the crew. I'm just borrowing them for my own weird ideas of entertainment. I don't plan to make any money of it, why would I? So don't sue me.
Now on with the show!
Chapter One: Prologue
Hastily a darkly clad man rode along a dusty, dirty road– on the fastest way to London.
The wind, shortly before just a small kind breeze, developed to be a well born storm. Farther away one could almost hear the mighty thunder of the nearing thunderstorm. Rage was found within the man as not seen for long, the storm provided a good background for the man's mood.
'That old fool! While me not being there, he's arranging my marriage! And at last he got it done with! How did he get his hands on the special permission? Ok, he's a duke, but ... When I come back I'll kill him right there without any hesitation and mercy......' the man murmured with teeth squeezed together. His gaze was trained straight forward. He pressed his thighs together to get the horse run faster.
Suddenly a totally white clothed woman stood on the road. Clothed with a dress which clang perfectly to her figure and ended just above her knee. Only her black boots were an exception.
The rider sat abruptly up in his saddle and was about to stop his horse when the woman turned to look for something unknown to him. Behind her the shadow of a man appeared.
Inaudible words were spoken, then he passed them and didn't turn again. Calmed because she seemed to be in the presence of somebody known to her even if her clothes weren't exactly decent. But what did he care? Nothing, he had more pressing business to attend to.
'Two that want to be by themselves' was his final thought towards this incident. Had he cared some more he would have noticed the sudden change in the woman's behavior. But he banned it from his mind and turned towards his own problems – his bride and more important his business problems in China.
He failed to also see the woman back away from the dark man, wearing an expression of slight panic, fainting. He failed to notice the dark smile of the man and his murmured words. "Now I have fulfilled my duty. I found one that is good enough for my grandson to marry. I hope he has taken care of everything already."
Birds chirped to glorify the morning when Seizonshu woke up. She didn't recognize the ceiling of her bed, but in her sleepy mood she didn't really care where she was. She even turned to the other side to take another nap before getting up. She stirred. There was something she forgot, what was it?
Right! Suddenly she sat up straight in her bed. It's not that the birds didn't chirp at her home. No, but she eventually remembered her last day – she had been in the library searching for another good book to read while being on her trip when the new old man presented her one that dealt with the old Victorian Era of England. He had become a friend of her's since he came to the library some month before. But that day, he had not only suggested to read about that time but also be a part of it for a certain amount of time. She had grinned and agreed. Maybe that was the biggest fault of her life.
Confused she looked around the room. Then Seizonshu became aware of a girl which switched the curtains and the windows open and then looked around to wake the young lady lying in the bed.
"Oh!" came out of her mouth. Hastily she went to the bed and bowed deeply. "Good Morning, Mylady!"
As Seizonshu didn't answer but look at her through wide open eyes the girl sheepishly found a very interesting spot on the floor.
"Please excuse my clumsiness Mylady. I didn't intent to wake you up so abruptly. But the duke wished you to be present at the breakfast."
"Oh?" Seizonshu said intelligently. "Who's waiting for me? What is it you're speaking about? Where am I? Who's 'the duke'? Who are you?"
The girl's gaze filled with compassion. "Mylady, Do you really not remember anything? Is it true what he said?" The girl started. "Please excuse my openness. But would you please tell me your name?"
"My name? Seizonshu of the Inu-Clan. And tell me your name in return." She answered a little startled.
The girl's face became sad. "I'm named Dianne. But your name..." here she hesitated enough to get noticed by Seizonshu "Your name is Lady Magarette McDonner. That is, before your marriage..."
Seizonshu paled visibly. "My.........MARRIAGE?????" she squeeched, ignoring the rest of the sentence.
"Yes, as I said, Mylady, Your Marriage. Now you are the wife of the honorable Marquis of Kenterley." Dianne's face brightened up. "Now you are the honorable Marquise of Kenterley , Lady Kenterley or Lady Timmerdy – the birthname of your husband and from now on the one of you too!" enumerated Dianne the names. Pride was clearly hearable in her voice.
"My husband? But human laws... I can't be married. Let alone the fact that this is against my will. I'm not bonded!" Her spirits began to wake, finally, the same with her temperament.
"Excuse me, Mylady. But you possibly lost you memory. I don't know whether you remember anything, but certainly you lost it partly. "She interrupted her little speech. She suddenly remembered why she came here in the first case. She hurried to get in the neighbored room, only to return with a dress and some underwear drapped over her arm. "But that will be explained by his Highness himself. You shall get ready now. I shall help you getting dressed."
"You repeat yourself" Seizonshu grumbled, she didn't care what that guy could do to her, he was no danger at all but because she wasn't there were she was supposed to be – sleeping in the library.
'How can I make them understand I'm not the person they waited for but just plain me! Hell, How? Fu... No I shouldn't start copying my uncles behavior. And then cursing doesn't solve any problems. Although I know tha... Wait a sec. 'Duke' isn't that an English title of a noble? Was't that written in some of those books I read recently?" While Seizonshu thought about her problems, she got dressed with the help of Dianne. 'How the hell can women of this country stand these corsage-thingys and these dresses are uncomfortable. Geeze, I can't breath... Ok, that's why they have her lady's maids. Ok some of my kimono are as complicated to get in as this dress. But not my normal one's, ok and the fact counts, that I normally don't wear kimono, just plain western style.' Caught in her musings she didn't register being pulled to the door by the maid. Automatically she turn right as she would have to go was she at her home estate. But then a little light turned on in her brain. "Eeeh, 'scuse me, but where do I have to go to? Where's the dining hall. "Then suddenly another light switched on – she used English all the time, just as normal, but why, wasn't she supposed to be in Japan? And Japanese was a little different from English, those adapted words doesn't matter.
"Just follow me, Mylady!" suggested Dianne cheerfully as if she didn't notice Seizonshu's confusion. She was the Lady's maid after all and used to the unusual request of her 'wards', but she was indeed concerned about her new mistress' well-being.
'What had happened to me? But I have to get back home. Dad hopefully doesn't get mad at me for being late. And what might San say being my guard that day? I hope he won't get punished. I'm old enough to take care of myself, really, but obviously not.'
"What happened to me?" she mused inaudible for human ears. But now she had refound her normal composition. An unreadable face, just like her father.
After seemingly unending gangways (not like at home, or maybe she was just used to home) they reach a big door in which's front two servants in uniforms are standing. They immediately opened it to let them pass while trying not to stare at her too obviously. She found it amusing. In fact she wore light blonde fake hair so it was impossible for them to see her natural haircolor. Perhaps it was just the fact that she was new and the new lady of their lord.
She shrugged. It doesn't matter she'll be at home after the coming little talk.
How wrong she was.
She entered the room, better called a hall, unnoticeable for others she scanned the room. Then her gaze fixed on an old man that stand proudly straight at the fireside before a painting.
Seizonshu froze, on the inside. Outwardly she didn't let any sign be shown.
"You?" slightly amused was her tone. "What are you doing here? Aren't you that new librarian that proposed some of those Victorian Era books to me?" She has to ask although his scent gave his identity away. But there was no way that she would reveal to a normal human her real her. Her disguise was not for nothing perfect.
His only answer was a short nodding of his head.
"Oh, by the way they have been really good to read even though I'm not that interested in English history. But what are you doing here? Don't you want to show me my way home. It's kind of disturbing to wake up in a totally unknown area, you know? But I rather think it was you who kidnapped me. (That was a statement, no question.) Let me propose you a way out that is good you both of us. You let me have a decent breakfast since I haven't eaten since yesterday morning and I hate being hungry. Then you show me where we are and I'll leave without disturbing you any further. Both of us will be content. You won't catch any punishment from me or any of my people. We'll note it as a bad joke and everything is fine.
"You should take my suggestion into consideration since your life will depend on your decision. To make it easier for you – I promise I won't kill you. No matter how you decide. If you won't let me go willingly, I'll just go. No costs for your side."
"Stop it. Girl you're hysterical. You should try to become a comedian or what do you call that person at that television thing. However, you should not threaten me. It's not a good thing girl. I am in charge for you for now. My grandson to whom you are married to is not present."
"Oh, that's a pity, isn't it?"
"Don't get sarcastic! It's my house and that is why you do as I please and basta! I got a promise from that man that you will behave and I believe him since he helped me to find fitting wife for my grandson. He was a great help. As he proposed me I give you that letter of his and let's see what it does." Said he arrogantly and gave her the letter.
Sizonshu took it and began to read. It was written in Japanese which is why he didn't just tell her what there was to read. Her normally pale face blanched some more shades. Her amber eyes becoming round like saucers first then narrowed dangerously. Anger lit up her face, if one could say so.
"It's not true! Describe the man that gave you this thing!" She ordered with her voice as cold as ice, matching her now glacier glare.
He straightened. His chin stubbornly heightened. "Young girl. It is not up to you to give me orders. You read the letter, right? Understood what stand there? Translate it. That stupid language of yours is not appreciated."
"I don't see any reason why I should do that. You should understand that our dear friend Naraku told you what you need to know and me what I need to know." With those words Seizonshu threw the paper into the fireside where it crumbled in an instant. Hatred dropped off each one of her words.
He lifted an eyebrow.
"It doesn't matter anymore. Tell me what do you want me to do? But before I would like to have you properly introduced." Her voice remained icy.
They sat down at the table. Maids served the typical English breakfast as disgusting as it was. She didn't like it but there was no way around. She ate as less as she could without seeming to be rude, her education showing through. She had no other choice that letter demanded it or... no matter what she would never risk her dads life no matter what it costs her.
"Right, now let me introduce myself: Normally one would call me just Your Highness thanks to my title. But my given name is William Timmerdy. I'm the Duke of Sattering."
"Then contratulations!" She muttered. There was nothing mentioned concerning her attitude towards her 'hosts' or her behavior or want she was supposed to do, only that she was not allowed to leave this England and her knew husband... or he'll die.
"Now you are in the England of the year 1825." That only brought him a glare. "You have to accept it. And I wish that you keep your appearance as it is."
"Now what is that supposed to mean!" She was not only slightly disturbed.
"I wish that you keep yourself save and sound. And you do not neglect your outward appearance and you will behave as if you were born here. Therefore I'll send you to an Academy for Young Ladies of The Highclass–Society as the best of the best is called. There you will learn to behave yourself as it is attended of the wife of the duke's heir. When Greyvan returns he will decide when the best time of your own debut in the society is. Up to then you will have to learn how to behave."
He arrogantly let her no other choice but to say yes.
But that was right. She was not forced to be in his presence for too long and she only was forced to stay at the pronounced place and final, at least she got her peace there, hopefully.
"As you wish." She didn't change her tone of voice, void any emotions. "Now I like to rest somewhat to retake some energy. One last question. Am I allowed to take my bag with me?"
"Yes, I don't have restrictions for you. Just learn to behave as a lady and I don't care whether you love your memories or not. Don't show your inner tumult to the outside."
She nodded shortly.
The duke in his darkbrown not really spartanically decorated suit suited formidably in the dark room that was meant to be a dining hall. Maybe her own habitude was enough to make her oblivious to the hidden but obvious beauty of the room, but on the other hand the reason could be that her sense of beauty was formed in the old Japan before the western influence became inevitably.
Anyway, she left the room to search the library – the only place where she could calm down so much that she didn't anymore feel the urge to rip everything reachable apart. She desperately need to tranquillize herself.
Her heritage did herself to make it difficult but also that was the reason why she could control herself. That she learned early in her life.
Hours later the maid, Dianne, found her sitting in the library reading. "Please, Mylady. Would you come? His Highness wish you to come to the carriage. Your departure is prepared.
Without a word she went and departed to her new future.
Thank you for reading bows to the audiance!
Na, how do you like til now? I hope you enjoyed reading. Please tell me your opinion, review.