Ch. 2 The Prince that threw his Tantrums

"No" Sesshōmaru flat out stated as he and his mother sat for breakfast. The servants, feeling threatened by the tense air made a quick getaway, leaving the Lady to deal with her son.

"Sesshōmaru, you know it's for the best. Your father was a lord and now you will become one too" Inukimi said as she used her chopsticks to pick up the raw meat cubes. Oh how she loved her meat!

"I have no intentions on becoming a Lord. I will do as I please" Sesshōmaru growled as he pouted across the table. Sesshōmaru didn't like to eat what his mother or the servants ate; instead, he was still breastfeeding.

"Sesshōmaru, you know mommy wants what's best for you. I wouldn't dare put you in this position if I didn't think you were up for it" Inukimi stated as she continued to feed herself the cubes.

"I said No" Sesshōmaru disgruntled. Inukimi, upset by his answer stared coldly at him.

"And I said Yes Young Man! Now, sit up and eat! Today, we shall start your lessons" Inukimi roared. Sesshōmaru rolled his eyes and threw his plate of food on the floor. Crashing his wine cup into the wall, Sesshōmaru jumped from his seat of pillows and pounded his fist into the floor.

"Sesshōmaru, don't you dare throw a temper tantrum! You are nearly 200 years old! Start acting your age, or else mommy will have to take your weapons away." Inukimi threatened.

Sesshōmaru stared at her, tears forming in his eyes. He didn't want his swords and knives taken away again, and so he reluctantly piled the pillows together and sat down on them.

" Good boy. Now let's start off with lesson 1, your wardrobe" Inukimi said.

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"Oh, my dear Sesshōmaru, you look splendid in that kimono" Inukimi squealed as she inspected the newly made clothing she commissioned for her son.

"I don't like it! I want my old clothes" Sesshōmaru whined as the seamstress finished the latest touches on his sleeves.

The kimono was of the color white, and consisted of white and red cherry blossoms at his collar and sleeves. He also had on a sashinuki hakama, and wore black ankle- high boots. His armor was of the toughest ever constructed for the prince. It included a spiked pauldron, and was shaped as a lotus petal that came down from his shoulder. If ever damaged, the armor would regenerate itself using yoki.

"Now, where did I put that sash? Ah, here it is" Inukimi happily said as she tied the Chinese styled sash around Sesshōmaru's waist and over his armor. It was a mixture of yellows and purples.

" I don't want to wear these shoes! Their too tight" Sesshōmaru growled as he stomped his feet around. He was never used to wearing shoes.

" Sesshōmaru, only rogues and filthy humans go bareless. Now, are you a rogue or human" Inukimi questioned him.

"No, I am a powerful demon like father" Sesshōmaru said. Inukimi nodded in agreement and took Sesshōmaru to the dining room, where he would learn his table manners.

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"Look Sesshōmaru, don't you want all this delicious meat" Inukimi said as she popped a pound of lamb in her mouth. Right now, she was trying to convince Sesshōmaru to start eating solid food instead of her milk.

"No" Sesshōmaru angrily replied as he crossed his arms and pouted.

"Come now, Sesshōmaru, you will enjoy it. Here, why don't you try it" Inukimi pleaded as she picked up a small pork and put it in front of Sesshōmaru's mouth. He kept his mouth shut tight and looked away. She sighed with annoyance.

"Sesshōmaru, future Lords eat with their chopsticks, not their mouths" Inukimi said as she attempted once more to feed her son. In the end, she gave him her breast.

Stroking Sesshōmaru's long, white hair, Inukimi reflected on how she handled the situation.

"I hardly doubt that Sesshōmaru will be ready to become a Lord. I guess I can only hope for the best" she thought as she fed her son.