Translations:
tora-tiger youkaibr /
Name of Sesshomaru's mother in this is- Ariake -dawn with the moon still outbr /
the name of the exiled heroine is: Boumeisha- means exiled, refugeebr /
the name of the ninja village is: Haisho- place of banishmentbr /
the name for sprite in Japanese is Youseibr /
the name for the tora from Haisho is Moushou-meaning brave warrior in Japanesebr /
the name of the Northern Lady Hokkai-northern sea
Chapter 2
After writing and rewriting, King InuTaisho finally had a proposal drafted for the Haisho leader, asking for assistance in tracking down those responsible for the previous night's assassination attempt. The draft also had a proposal for bodyguards to help protect his family. He was sure that the enemy would not stop at assassinating him or his mate, but may very well go after his sons. 'Damned irritating business,' he thought, rubbing his eyes. Then he felt a tiny prick on his left cheek, just beneath his blue cheek slash. He automatically swatted the annoyance and came away with a slightly flattened Myoga. "Myoga, what are you doing here?" he asked, glad to see his old friend.
Myoga popped back into his original shape and bowed. "I thought I would hop over, your majesty. How have you been?"
"Well, I was fine until last night," the king answered. He told the old flea demon about last night's assassination attempt and his decision to seek outside assistance. "I don't like it, but I feel we need someone who can spot another assassin."
"I agree. One assassin may be able to spot another and have a better chance of protecting you and your family. What do you sons say about this?" Myoga asked.
Sighing and dragging his hand down his face, he said, "They do not know that I have agreed to send a proposal, but I can just imagine what they will say."
Chuckling, Myoga added, "Yes, they are very opinionated, your majesty. But, seriously, who are you sending the proposal to?"
"To the village leader of Haisho."
Myoga nodded his head, "Yes, they would be your best choice. They are very honorable, but more importantly, they are the best."
InuTaisho was now very intrigued. "You know of them?"
"Yes, your majesty, in fact, I'm one of the few outsiders who has been to the their village. I've been among them, welcomed even. They are good people, very formidable fighters."
"Would they accept my proposal?"
"May I?" Myoga asked, gesturing towards an opened scroll, assuming, correctly what it would contain.
"Yes," InuTaisho answered, waiting for Myoga to look it over and give his opinion. He trusted Myoga, though sometimes cowardly, Myoga was very wise.
Myoga took a look at the scroll with some 'hhmm,' involved. When he was done, he turned to InuTaisho, "I don't see why they wouldn't send someone to help you."
InuTaisho was somewhat relieved. "Then I will have this drawn up and sent out to them." He paused and studied his friend, "How do I get this to them?"
"I know of a place where you can have it dropped and it will be picked up. They do not allow many outsiders into their village. Or for that matter, to even know the location of their village."
"Understandable, and thank you, Myoga. Hopefully I will hear something soon," InuTaisho stood up and turned to leave his study. He stopped and turned back towards his desk, where Myoga still stood. "Is there any way you could accompany the proposal and talk to Haisho's leader? I do not want to leave this to chance."
Myoga bowed and then hopped onto the king's right shoulder. "It would be my honor, your majesty. I will leave as soon as the scroll is ready."
They both left the study, with InuTaisho now carrying the scroll to the royal suite. Once there, he neatly rewrote the proposal, signed it and stamped it with his royal seal. He took the scroll and rolled it closed, tying it with a silver ribbon, before sealing the ribbon with blue wax and his seal. He had a trusted guard escort Myoga and the scroll to the drop off point.
After the guard left, he let out a sigh and stood up to walk to the large window, this one over looking the south garden. 'I do not ask for help often,' his thoughts began, 'but I could sure use some right about now.'
The rest of the day went by, completely uneventful. Well, his sons were fighting again in the large western garden, over what he did not know. They would have few moments where they weren't trying to kill each other. His eldest, Sesshomaru, often harassed the youngest, Inu Yasha, because he was a hanyou and not a pure blood. Sesshomaru was also the heir to the Western Realm, and with that title came a heavy burden. Sesshomaru was taught from a young age what was expected of him as the heir, so he was a bit stoic and hard on those around him.
While, Inu Yasha was not pressured as much, being the younger son. He was only heir after Sesshomaru until the eldest mated and had a son. Then, Inu Yasha would have no worries about ruling the Western Realm. He was also a bit more carefree and wore his emotions on his sleeve. All in all, they both were content with their roles in the family, yet seem to secretly envy the other. Ah, siblings. And, like true brothers, they often fought, like now over real and perceived insults. Their current fight was over Sesshomaru calling Inu Yasha a worthless, half breed.
Inu Yasha countered by saying Sesshomaru was so frigid, that ice would melt in a blizzard before he ever would. A typical fight between the two. And one that InuTaisho was not in the mood for.
"Do you two think you could be more civil towards each other?" he asked, knowing the answer. No.
"But, he started it, papa," Inu Yasha called out, pointing to is older brother.
"If you can't take the truth, then maybe you should not have been born a half breed," Sesshomaru threw out with a smirk.
"See, I told you he started," Inu Yasha yelled. He turned back to his elder brother to yell, "And like I had a choice in how I was born, you frozen jerk!"
InuTaisho rubbed his tired eyes with his right hand, careful of his sharp claws and sighed heavily. He also prayed to the Kami for patience and guidance. "I would like you two to behave yourselves for the rest of the day. No more fighting, I mean it. I will punish both of you like children, no matter who started it."
Both sons just stood there, staring at their father, noticing how tired he seemed and then turned to each other. This was a rare occasion, for they nodded their heads in agreement and bowed to their father, saying, "Yes, Father."
InuTaisho smiled at his sons. "That's better. Now, go get cleaned up for dinner." He watched as they both left to follow his orders. 'Those two could give a father gray hair. If only they realized they were stronger together, I'd sleep better at night,' he thought, heading back towards his suite of rooms to get ready for dinner.
