Almost Perfect
Chapter 2: A different feeling
'Opposites strangely seem to attract.'
One Week Later….
Sesshomaru was having a stressful week. Jaken was complaining to him almost every hour about Soledad speaking in a different language every other hour, with Jaken accusing her of cursing at him. He was close to killing him, and finally killing him. He's more annoying than Rin could ever be. He thought to himself. But when he saw Soledad, she didn't seem annoying. She would smile at him and walk away if he was in his study. Actually, they hadn't spoken at all. He didn't mind. It was just that he hadn't noticed he hadn't had a conversation with her.
But Sesshomaru knew she was different from all the others. She wouldn't try to show off her body and annoy him with batting eyelashes or talking to him when he clearly was busy. She just wore her usual kimonos, usually gold, when she ate dinner with him in silence and quickly left when she was done. Yes, she was different.
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Soledad was using a brush and violently pulling the tangles out. Her mother always nagged that she would pull her hair out if she kept on pulling so hard. But she always asked her mom how she was supposed to keep it detangled and long like she always had it. And then they would argue about the conversation over and over again. Soledad sighed. I guess I'll never have that argument again……she thought as a tear slowly and silently down her cheek.
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Sesshomaru needed to get out. He had been in his study for at least three hours, and he was so stressed over the pile of papers that never seemed to get shorter that he needed to relax somehow. He got up from his desk and walked out of the room. He always liked how he had three large open spaces, one for a dojo, and two for………..well, anything. He would have outdoor parties there, or entertained guests.
He walked over to the closest one and saw a strange sight. Well, to him anyway. Soledad was just dancing to herself. But it was a foreign dance to him. Her hips swayed side to side, her eyes closed, with a smile on her face as her whole body danced to a rhythm only known to her. She seemed oblivious to him being there until she replied 'Would you like to join?' to him. If he showed emotions, he would have been surprised at how she knew he was there, her eyes still closed, still dancing.
'Hmph. You knew I was here, then.' He said boredly. Her smile grew.
'Any demon would know.' She opened her eyes. 'Come on, it seems like you want to join.'
'How could I want to join, if I don't know what you are doing?' he asked her, leaning on the marble column.
'I thought it was obvious that I was dancing.'
'Well, it wasn't so obvious that you were dancing to an unknown beat.'
'Fine. But now you know that I am dancing. Come on.' Sesshomaru stayed leaning on the column. The stubborn type, hm? Soledad asked herself. She dashed toward him and tried pulling him forward the open space.
'Come on, Sesshomaru. Try it. I'll teach you.'
'No.'
'Yes.'
'No.'
'Ye..' she pushed him with all her might and before she could finish 'yes' Sesshomaru fell on her when he lost his guard when she tried to drag him. She fell on the floor with him on top of her. They stayed there for a few seconds. Sesshomaru pushed the strands of his silver hair away from her face and got up. She got up after him, and she looked up to see Sesshomaru starting to leave.
'Well, that wasn't so successful.' She said to herself as she went over to her room. She fell onto her bed and sighed. He's gorgeous. She thought to herself. She blushed. What are you thinking? It's only been a week, and now you're thinking he's gorgeous! But even though she was denying it, she wished they could've stayed lying there a little longer.
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Soledad went up to her usual spot on the long dinner table…… on the opposite side of Sesshomaru. The dinner went as usual for a while until they actually started talking.
'Why did you want me to dance?' Sesshomaru asked her. They were both almost finished with their dinner when he asked her. Soledad looked up at him.
'Well, it seemed like you were watching me dance, and it's better to be in the situation than just stand there.'
'But why did you want me to dance all of a sudden.' He started getting up from the table when he saw her get up and he walked toward her.
'Well, it's natural for the people in Spain to dance. It's a part of life, probably more important than food or water. It's so lively in Spain every night when everyone starts dancing in the streets. It's so normal to dance on the streets; no one seems to care, because they are dancing to. It's so different from anywhere I could ever go to... I still remember the long, flowing dresses we wore for comfort as we danced for hours on end, the instruments being played for us to have a beat to dance to. I just felt that you were there and thought you would've wanted to join in.' Sesshomaru silently nodded.
'It's part of who you are.'
'Yes, it very much is, and will always be a part of me forever.'
'I was also wondering what you had said to Jaken that made him so upset this whole week.' Soledad blushed.
'You really want to know?'
'I wouldn't be asking if I didn't.'
'I called him a stupid little toad in Spanish and English over and over again to see what his reaction would be. And I guess you found out about.' Sesshomaru chuckled softly. Wow, I actually got him to do that! After trying to get his attention for a whole week! Soledad thought. They had reached Soledad's bedroom door.
'Good Night, Sesshomaru.'
'Goodnight.' She closed the door. Why did he want to know? He's never seemed to wonder about it. Her thoughts ran around through her mind. Maybe he's just like that or something. She blushed. I guess it's kind of weird to talk to him about that, since we've only spoken twice this whole week, and both times were today. Soledad went to her closet and found a silk pajama dress there, and she changed into it. She pulled the covers over and felt warm and cozy. Maybe something will happen, no matter how slim the chances seem to be. She thought as she drifted off into a deep slumber.
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Sesshomaru was thinking about their short conversation. How different their culture was! Someone dancing on the road would probably be run over. And long, loose dresses! Just to dance, too. He couldn't imagine what it would be like. It was just too different for him to imagine, he concluded. Completely different. Like they were.
K, that's Chapter 2. I'm trying to make the chapters longer and longer, for you all to enjoy. If you didn't know or remember, she is Spanish and she is a demon. Just if you wanted to know or forgot. See ya!
