Thanks to the ones who reviewed. I will probably regret this later on but
I'm going to give out personal thankies at the beginnings of the chapters.
Kagome122,
I know where you're coming from. I am not the biggest fan of Sess/Kag either although he is one of my favorite characters. I'm strictly Inu/Kag.
Anuri-Chan,
I hate it when the romance rushes in and when Inu is just such a push over as well. It makes the story too short if they get into a romance too soon.
Stacey Fisher,
WHOA! That is absolutely the longest review I have ever received and I loved reading every word of it! I in all honesty didn't try to be that historically accurate; it was a pure stroke of luck. Although I did attempt to be somewhat accurate (knowledge is power). And thank you for telling me what the 'under dresses' were called because like I said I wrote this in half an hour and didn't have much time for research. This is set in Japan/England in a sense that it has some Japanese customs as well as English ones.
Thank you to all the reviewers and please continue using those eyes and fingers (or toes) to read and type up those reviews. Now on with the story...
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Kagome trudged slowly back to the castle. With her quick escape it would be expected that she would move quicker, but with the weight of the water from her petticoats (A/N: thanks SF^_^) soaking into her silks, it was steadily wearing her down. She felt as though she was about to faint.
Inu Yasha glanced over his shoulder to see what was keeping the woman. 'Oh great, she's tired,' he thought heatedly as he turned and sauntered back to her, "Need a lift weakling?" He asked sarcastically as he neared her.
All she did was glare at him. As high and mighty as he may declare, even that glare would send him running for the hills. The only display of feelings on his face though was arrogance. "My name is not weakling," Kagome said after her death glare didn't seem to be making the impact she had hoped for, "nor is it bitch, girl, or woman It's Kagome, get that through that thick skull of yours or don't address me at all."
"Watch your tongue, wench. I can very well have you hung in the dungeons for that comment and with you not fulfilling your need in the bedroom, it can be easily arranged that that becomes your permanent residence." He grabbed her arm and began to drag her swiftly towards the castle.
"It's not wench either." He heard her mumble silently to herself and he rounded on her.
"Care to repeat that?" He said raising his hand slightly, as to strike her. She looked defiantly back at him.
"In case if those little dog ears of yours have trouble picking up on what I just said, I will repeat as milord requests," She stood up on a nearby rock and leaned towards him, disregarding his dangerous glower, until her mouth was right next to his left ear. He could feel her warm breath on his ears and it made them twitch. He heard her take in a deep breath and then she shouted, "IT"S NOT WENCH EITHER!"
Inu Yasha recoiled in pain as he felt a pounding in his ear. Lifting his hands to his ears and pressing them firmly against his head as though that would ease the pain. It did little to help, 'The little wench!' He thought furiously as he lashed out with his claws in front of him where he was sure that she had been on the rock moments before.
He opened his eyes when he didn't feel the tear of flesh or warm blood wash down his hands. She had fled immediately after she had screamed in his ears. He silently thanked whatever God had told her to flee for he surely would have been in for it had he murdered his wife in the woods. The disadvantage of course would be that he would have to yet again track her down. He closed his eyes and sniffed at the air. He caught her scent and turned towards it. He found himself facing towards the castle. 'Perhaps she is smarter than I thought. Who knows what would have happened in the woods if I had found her. She may have had an 'accident'.' He sniggered at the thought and of many more lovely 'accidents' that could happen to his wife (which he swears was sent from the pits of Hell itself).
He followed her exact path up to the castle and passed some rather confused guards. Once inside the dwelling he mentally followed her sent. She had gone down the stairs and down the hall, visiting that old miko no doubt. No matter, he had to discuss something with his father.
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Sorry it's so short guys. I just kinda wanted to get across the personality of Inu Yasha and the relationship between the two. As you can tell neither the personality nor the relationship is exactly peachy keen.
AS always REVIEW!! Please.
Kudos all!
Kagome122,
I know where you're coming from. I am not the biggest fan of Sess/Kag either although he is one of my favorite characters. I'm strictly Inu/Kag.
Anuri-Chan,
I hate it when the romance rushes in and when Inu is just such a push over as well. It makes the story too short if they get into a romance too soon.
Stacey Fisher,
WHOA! That is absolutely the longest review I have ever received and I loved reading every word of it! I in all honesty didn't try to be that historically accurate; it was a pure stroke of luck. Although I did attempt to be somewhat accurate (knowledge is power). And thank you for telling me what the 'under dresses' were called because like I said I wrote this in half an hour and didn't have much time for research. This is set in Japan/England in a sense that it has some Japanese customs as well as English ones.
Thank you to all the reviewers and please continue using those eyes and fingers (or toes) to read and type up those reviews. Now on with the story...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kagome trudged slowly back to the castle. With her quick escape it would be expected that she would move quicker, but with the weight of the water from her petticoats (A/N: thanks SF^_^) soaking into her silks, it was steadily wearing her down. She felt as though she was about to faint.
Inu Yasha glanced over his shoulder to see what was keeping the woman. 'Oh great, she's tired,' he thought heatedly as he turned and sauntered back to her, "Need a lift weakling?" He asked sarcastically as he neared her.
All she did was glare at him. As high and mighty as he may declare, even that glare would send him running for the hills. The only display of feelings on his face though was arrogance. "My name is not weakling," Kagome said after her death glare didn't seem to be making the impact she had hoped for, "nor is it bitch, girl, or woman It's Kagome, get that through that thick skull of yours or don't address me at all."
"Watch your tongue, wench. I can very well have you hung in the dungeons for that comment and with you not fulfilling your need in the bedroom, it can be easily arranged that that becomes your permanent residence." He grabbed her arm and began to drag her swiftly towards the castle.
"It's not wench either." He heard her mumble silently to herself and he rounded on her.
"Care to repeat that?" He said raising his hand slightly, as to strike her. She looked defiantly back at him.
"In case if those little dog ears of yours have trouble picking up on what I just said, I will repeat as milord requests," She stood up on a nearby rock and leaned towards him, disregarding his dangerous glower, until her mouth was right next to his left ear. He could feel her warm breath on his ears and it made them twitch. He heard her take in a deep breath and then she shouted, "IT"S NOT WENCH EITHER!"
Inu Yasha recoiled in pain as he felt a pounding in his ear. Lifting his hands to his ears and pressing them firmly against his head as though that would ease the pain. It did little to help, 'The little wench!' He thought furiously as he lashed out with his claws in front of him where he was sure that she had been on the rock moments before.
He opened his eyes when he didn't feel the tear of flesh or warm blood wash down his hands. She had fled immediately after she had screamed in his ears. He silently thanked whatever God had told her to flee for he surely would have been in for it had he murdered his wife in the woods. The disadvantage of course would be that he would have to yet again track her down. He closed his eyes and sniffed at the air. He caught her scent and turned towards it. He found himself facing towards the castle. 'Perhaps she is smarter than I thought. Who knows what would have happened in the woods if I had found her. She may have had an 'accident'.' He sniggered at the thought and of many more lovely 'accidents' that could happen to his wife (which he swears was sent from the pits of Hell itself).
He followed her exact path up to the castle and passed some rather confused guards. Once inside the dwelling he mentally followed her sent. She had gone down the stairs and down the hall, visiting that old miko no doubt. No matter, he had to discuss something with his father.
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Sorry it's so short guys. I just kinda wanted to get across the personality of Inu Yasha and the relationship between the two. As you can tell neither the personality nor the relationship is exactly peachy keen.
AS always REVIEW!! Please.
Kudos all!
