Chapter 2

Surprise!

That infuriating girl! Why had he followed her like that? It was weird. He was almost always in control of his actions, and he never just threw caution to the wind. And the wind. She was a wind sorceress? A young one, of course, since she seemed to be eight. 'course, he was only ten, but he was the son of Inu no Taisho- trained in both body and mind to accept the throne over his people and govern them accordingly. But this girl didn't know. If she did, she would've been on the ground, groveling for forgiveness for even touching him, no less almost knocking him down.

Not that he minded, really. Court was so… superficial. Everybody was pretending, acting as if they were somebody powerful, somebody important; not some quivering thing full of fear.

Except InuYasha. InuYasha the biggest pest ever. He didn't seem to care one way or another. And that time he entered his father's court without any clothes on… oh Kami that was embarresing. Hmm… black mail much?

Kagura's eyes flashed in front of Sesshomaru's eyes and he blinked, surprised. Who had eyes quite like that? Who-

"Nii-ARG!!"

Suddenly Sesshomaru found himself sprawled over his little brother and the floor. When had he gotten into the palace? Hell. When had he tripped? … When was the last time he tripped?

"N-Nii-chan?" InuYasha's tentative voice came from underneath him, muffled by his weight. "D-Daijobu desu ka."

Sesshomaru grunted.

"If you don't get up, I'll tell Dad that you tripped over me!"

Sesshomaru seemed to teleport from an undignified position to his typical tall-standing self, giving InuYasha the look. The look that painted InuYasha's death should he follow through with his threat.

The boy flinched –good. He knew to fear Sesshomaru's look and know that he would follow through with it- and looked down at his teddy bear. "Ok Nii-chan. I won't tell dad…. But I gotta tell him your home!"

"Fine."

With a squeal and a giggle, InuYasha dashed towards where Sesshomaru assumed his father was. He hoped his father wouldn't have the time to interri- er, ask him any questions.

"Chichi-ue! CHICHI-UE!!" InuYasha squealed, his voice rising in pitch each time he shouted. Inu no Taisho who could kill a hundred yokai in one swing of his powerful sword, bring the dead back to life, and make the most hardened and powerful men quiver like small children, winced at his youngest son's voice.

"Yes, InuYasha?" he grunted, turning to face the small boy.

"Nii-chan's back! Nii-chan's back! There's something on his mind- he tripped over me and he hasn't tripped in yea- Oops!" InuYasha quickly dropped his teddy bear in favor of covering his mouth, amber eyes wide. "I wasn't supposed to say that."

Inu no Taisho eyed his son. "Did Sesshomaru tell you not to say that?"

InuYasha shook his head wildly, his long silver hair flapping about and hitting him in the face. "Iie! Iie, Chichi-ue!! He didn't. But he gave me a gla- whoops." He covered his mouth again.

The great demon lord rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Well," he said, trying to look on the bright side of things. "At least he didn't beat you up again."

Sesshomaru sighed. His father had entered his room without knocking. Again. 'course, only servants knocked, or scratched. Whichever one you want to say.

"So, what have you learned from walking amongst your people in the market?"

Silence met his question. Inu no Taisho scowled lightly. Sesshomaru was always so closed. He'd never answer his questions in a hundred-

"I look like a girl."

… Well that was unexpected.

"What?"

"I look like a girl."

Inu no Taisho had to fight from giving a rather undignified, if justifiable snort. "Ah. And I'm guessing whoever said that is no longer standing?"

"Wrong."

Well well well. Sesshomaru seemed to be full of surprises (and answers) today.

"Ah. And so he was a fast little bugger."

"She."

"She?"

"Yes."

Such an exciting conversation! All one words and grunts. … But at least he was talking, which was more than he'd done in a long time.

"Does she have a name?"

"Yes."

Anticipated silence.

"Soooo? What is it?"

Grunt.

Pause. "You aren't going to tell me, are you?"

"No."

He sighed. Damn. Looks like he'd have to bribe, as low as it was. "If you tell me this girl's name, I won't punish you next time you hurt InuYasha. As long as there's no maiming or killing."

"Kagura."

"… Wait. What?"

"Her name is Kagura."

Inu no Taisho grinned in triumph. Negotiating with his son was always hard, but always rewarding. And this was the longest conversation they'd had in a long time.

Kagura glared into the bottle she was trying to stuff her wind into. The stupid sailor had wanted more wind that the bottle should've been able to hold, but he was paying her and Myoga a hell of a lot more than sailors normally spent on wind. Though any money Kagura made seemed to disappear. Pissed her off, but Myoga was tight-lipped about it all.

And yesterday- That boy… He was so pretty. Not hot. Not handsome. Pretty. He made most girls look homely and plain. And lord knows, any girl that would be able to strut around with him on her arm would make others turn green with envy. 'Not that I care,' she told herself. 'I mean, Kami knows he's really fucking young. But he's so… pretty…' Why she was caught up on how pretty he was beyond her. And anyways, why did she care? Not like she'd ever see him again.

"Hello Kagura."

"HOLY HELL!!"

With a bang and a crash, Kagura found herself staring up at the ceiling, ruby eyes blinking in confusion. Wh-what the hell?

A head slowly came into view, white hair, amber eyes, demonic markings and all. "You seem to find yourself in that position a lot. Do you enjoy it?"

His response was a snarl.

"I'll take that as a no."

"STALKER! I swear you're a stalker! And look at this. I'll have to do it all over again! Do you-" Finally, Kagura looked at his hair, which had before been so silky and smooth, now tangled in a clump on top of his head. For some reason, she was reminded of a white rabbit.

"What? Do I what?" The boy blinked at her, confusion easily visible on his face as Kagura started snorting, then giggling, than laughing her ass off. "What!?" he demanded as Kagura finally threw her head back and continued to laugh.

Finally, after what felt like forever, she managed to gasp "You're-you're hair. It's" snort giggle giggle snort "tangled."

Slowly, the boy touched his hair and his face seemed to drain of what color it had had. "What," he ground out, "did you do?"

"It's your fault," she snapped. "You're the one that surprised me!"

He snorted and crossed his arms, giving her a look. Any fear or guilt that would've been driven into her at the gesture was lost due to his hair.

"Here," she said, gesturing with her hand and giving an exasperated sigh. "Let me untangle it." He changed his look into a disbelieving expression. "Hey, tangled it, I'll untangle it. Now turn around and sit."

Surprisingly, he did as he was told and Kagura silently grabbed a couple of ribbons and bows. Oooh, this was the perfect way to get her revenge. Though she wouldn't admit it in a hundred years, she had been rather frightened when he had surprised her. And slightly delighted. Why was beyond her, but Kagura was working more on getting her revenge.

"Nii-chan!" InuYasha called as Sesshomaru entered the castle, his hair pulled back. "Nii-chan! Nii-"snort.

Sesshomaru slowed to a stop, turning and giving InuYasha a slight dirty look. "What?"

"Your hair."

He blinked for a moment, stunned. Then remembered that Kagura had untangled his hair for him, then pulled it back into a braid saying that if there were any more gusts of wind, this way it wouldn't be tangled anymore. But a braid wasn't anything to make InuYasha giggle about. "What," he said slowly "is so funny about my hair?"

"It's pink!" InuYasha chirped happily.

"Pink?" he repeated, slowly pulling his braid around to look at a bright, bright pink ribbon woven into his hair, with various other 'girly' ornaments woven in as well.

"Kagura," he spat, annoyed that she had managed to do this and that he had let her. Turning, he made for the gate to have a word (or rather throw insults and make demands) with Kagura, not noticing his father was watching, trying to contain his laughter.

Yes, this girl was good.

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