"Is that the half-demon son of the Duke?"
"Yes, no any doubts about that. Can you see his ears?"
"And those clothes. You can see that these are hard times for Duchess."
"What a bum he is. Living like that still in his mother's house though he is an adult. He should marry and stop spending Duchess scarce monies. But I wonder who would marry him voluntarily."
Inuyasha simply closed his ears from the whispers around him in the ballroom. He was used to it, biting his tongue and suppressing the cry that was roaring inside his chest. After all, he had done it since he had been a little kid. But the words they dared to speak about him doing those things to his mother were so infuriating that he had to make his mind repeat the words his mother had said to him after his father's sudden death.
"I know that people are going to say very graceless things, spitting them out even. I do not care if I hear my name between those words but it breaks my heart to know that they will say your name too. You are my son, Inuyasha and I love you but I have to ask you to be quiet. If you would raise your voice against them there would always still be rumors and maybe even more. Sometimes silence is the only defense we have."
That was why he let his tongue bleed between his teeth as he walked across the big room, eyeing the golden chandeliers above. Then he locked his gaze to dancers and saw a red glorious dress sway between the other dull ones.
He knew immediately who owned that dress. Princess Kikyo. There was no one in the world who didn't know her. Like always she had a calm expression on her beautiful face, her eyes focused in everything that was around her but mainly to her dance partner. Inuyasha didn't know the man's name but he had noted that they danced together often.
Yes. Inuyasha hated dances, dinners with royal families and other useless parties but he was good at noticing things that others did not.
He moved further, towards the balcony and saw the night sky and its half-moon. He needed fresh air.
Usually there were at least four people on the balcony every time he went there. Now it was empty.
Then he noticed a woman in lilac dress. Her hair was up in bun and she was staring at the sky so he couldn't see her face. He thought about making some noise so that she would turn around and even better, she would leave. But his thoughts faded as he saw how she leaned over the rail. Then just like that her leg slipped and she was falling.
A normal person couldn't have done anything to help her. But Inuyasha was a half-demon, regards to his demon father and human mother.
AN:
So. I'll be updating this when I feel like it, not every once in a month like I try to do with my other uncomplete stories. This is just little not-so-important-side-story and in every chapter there's only 500 words ^^ (if we don't cunt AN)
Thanks for reading and comments are welcomed!