I do not own this anime/manga, a genius does.
Original story thought up by Palelight, but she gave it to me for handling.
Prologue
A young man of the age of 23 sat at a bar at 6 in the evening. He dragged his hand through his short, smooth white hair in his state of distraught. His black jeans and plain grey shirt wrinkled at his slouching posture at the empty bar. An empty bar on a Friday night with a young man sitting alone in his self inquiry.
Sesshoumaru Point of View:
Today is June 7th, and I need a fucking cigarette before I must visit my pestering parents for life's wildest fortune. I already had one in my hand burning slowly from it's endless disease. I sat their watching its ashes lightly fall from the tobacco like it was saying,"I'm finally free from this disease." I was making myself crazy sitting alone imaging cigarette ash speaking of freedom. I hastily left the abandoned bar for its poor service and low entertainment to search a destiny only a fly would take caught in the spider's web.
I shot my cigarette out of my mouth before I entered the traditional walls to the old temple. Setting aside all my bad habits while my parents choose what must be best for my lifestyle.
Life's sweltering answers for me have washed down the drain and left my parents to take my interests into their old, wrinkly hands. Blue and purple branches setting through the tops of their hands where I could see their calm nature set against my wild civilization. Their words traveled to my ears, but my mind blocked off all communication as I hypnotize myself in the pounding of the striking blue branch upon my father's hand. He dragged his hand up and down between bringing his rough tea bowl to his dry lips then back to the table. The house smelt of pure green tea and steamed rice with a hint of burnt rice from the bottom of the cooker.
Third Point of View:
"Sesshoumaru, we are expecting guests soon. Go freshen up and get rid of the cigarette odor that hangs off your clothes." Old man Taishou got no response from his wild eldest son. He snapped his index and thumb in front of the young man's face.
"Dear, there should be a good clean set of clothes for you to wear. The Asawa family will be visiting in an hour, so you can use the shower." Sesshoumaru glared at his step-mother as she pointed to the left hall from the old fashion room. Left with extra clothing in hand towards the modern bathroom through the green tea aroma filled halls.
Sesshoumaru sat on the toilet seat and pulled out his cigarette pack from his front pocket. All the cigarettes were bent at a 30 degree angle from being smashed into his tiny pocket. He picked out a cigarette and studied the diseased packet he always bought. On the bottom was a statement sticker he always posted warning others that the cigarettes, as well him, would cause deadly cancer over time. He laughed to himself with his cigarette smashed between his lips in a thin line at his sticker. He pushed the pack into a artical of clothing and stuffed them into a cabinet under the sink. He let the cigeretta go out while he washed off his daily sins to regreet his parents with green tea scents.
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