I suppose you would like a little bit of an introduction…
The story following is a rule breaker. It is a plot a friend and I are currently perusing through role-play, and I am only turning it into a fan fiction template to indulge myself. (and hopefully others) The only Characters I use from the show Inuyasha are Sesshomaru, his brother Inuyasha, and their father. All characters other than them are that of my own and my role-play partner's creations. The story by no means follows that of the Japanese Feudal Era from the show. It has no historical reference to anything continental in real life. I understand fully that Sesshomaru and Inuyasha may not always follow their usual character from the show, so please be aware of that as you begin reading. (More rule breaking.) I do, however, try to remain close to their character guidelines in terms of demeanor and such…There is ooey-gooey limey lemoney goodness. Some is passion. Some is violent and dark. Please be patient as sometimes when roleplaying, ideas are not totally fleshed out to completion and that may translate in the long term plot, though I work to my best abilities in making everything twine together smoothly. Reviews are welcome. Updates weekly. (In an ideal world)
~Akaikoutan
A mascaraed of shadows hung through the halls as early morning rays barged through open windows. The castle fell 'Neath the new day's stirring sun, a drowsy glow filling the empty, quiet air. Seiko's heels broke through as she stepped into the hall, turning a nearby corner as she made her way to her Lord's study. The young maid came to a stop before two mahogany doors and knocked lightly for entrance. Once granted she slipped between the towering doors. Lord Inu No Taisho was standing nearby with his son, looking up only momentarily from the large table before them. Maps and papers lay scattered everywhere, the disarray having little sense to anyone else at first glance. Seiko bowed her head respectfully, crossing the room with her silver tray.
"Sesshomaru, I have hand selected this girl for your disposal. She will be with us for the banquet; or as long as necessary afterwards." Sesshomaru said nothing as he watched her from the corners of his eyes, shifting them back to the map. Sesshomaru took a seat before the tea that was now set out on the table, steam billowing from the cup in wisps. He needed a break, the morning having already taken a toll on his patience. The alliances were crumbling. The Demon Lords of the four lands were turning, and this banquet was their last chance to relinquish anything of value in regards to keeping peace in a time of possible war.
Seiko stood quietly nearby, holding the little silver tray to her chest. Lord Taisho looked up from over his cup, "You are finished here." She bowed, thanking him softly as she moved to the door.
"Girl…" He called after the young maid, causing her to pause in turning the doorknob,
"Lord Yazzen will be arriving soon. Please be sure to receive him."
"Yes, your grace." Her small frame disappeared behind heavy mahogany, leaving the two alone once again.
The door clicked, and Sesshomaru's father spoke, a foreboding tone to his words.
"Son…" Sesshomaru looked up from his tea, a steely expression as he waited for more words to follow.
"Lord Sebastian is on the rise. He has more than any of us combined. Land. Armies. Power. You know this. If we do not succeed in getting alliance with the Southern Lands, we have little to no pull if things turn for the worst, which I sense on the horizon as Lord Sebastian grows stronger. The North has nothing to offer; only farmers and gypsies. It's imperative we make a lasting impression in Lord Yazzen's favor." His father leaned on the edge of the table, looking back down at the maps before him. Lord Sebastian was quickly swallowing the lands around him. Sesshomaru listened quietly; the only noise was the clicking of china as he slid his cup onto the table gently.
"And He is to be trusted…a snake demon that has his only strength behind word play? I never saw redeeming qualities in him or his father, an alliance seems unfitting even in a time like this. " Lord Taisho looked up at his son's retort, fingers sliding from his face as his expression darkened. His response came thick,
"We've no choice." His words seemed final.