Chapter 3: Worse Fantasy
A light gust of wind blew across the room as the wind user finished her dance. She stood with a satisfied smirk as she absorbed everyone's applause and compliments towards her talent, grace and beauty. Her eyes bore towards her mother figure who was smiling with pride. It was an obvious truth that Matsuhime was not her mother, she was the head of the house, an Inuyoukai. Kagura was a wind demon. But Matsuhime was all she could remember, she had woken up one day and found herself in the care of the dog general's wife. In fact, she had no knowledge of who she was until the lady had explained to her and that she was to stay with her as her daughter from then on.
The festivities of the night had ended. The lady of the house had requested Kagura to accompany the visitors until Sesshomaru arrives, seeing that the princess herself had taken quite the liking to Kagura. Matsuhime announced her retirement and called upon her servants to take Asami to her room.
"That was impeccable!" the young dog demoness oozed as soon as she was alone with Kagura. She seemed to be a lot more talkative ever since her guardian left. Asami removed her moko-moko and settled in the bed.
"Thanks," Kagura bowed.
Asami frowned. " You have such great powers and talent! If I had talent such as yours, I am sure to win over Sesshomaru's love."
Kagura settled on a chair overlooking the western kingdom, she had no idea what to say to the young heiress.
"I've never met Sesshomaru, but my mother had spoken of him while I grew up." Asami brushed her long mane while looking at Kagura's figure through her mirror. "She told me, he was going to make me his wife. I'm nervous, Kagura. What should I do?"
"I am sure you will do fine as his wife,"
"It's not that, I want him to love me." Asami spoke with a hopeless shine in her eyes. "I love him, I know it."
"But you have never met him." Kagura resisted the urge to roll her eyes from the young demoness. How can once proclaim such feelings if one never met the person? It was a foolish idea but it was her job to please the visitor so she must act opposite to how she feels.
"You must tell me what's he like, Kagura! I must know!" Asami stood and settled next to the red eyed woman.
Kagura sighed. "I wouldn't know, I've never met Sesshomaru either."
"Isn't he your brother?"
"No he is not."
Asami clapped her hands together as she gathered a small light in her hands. " Look here,"
Kagura squinted into the small light and there she saw a handsome dog demon. He stood wearing his battle armour, a long moko-moko on his right shoulder, and his expression was blank yet his eyes foretold his power and strength as the son of the late dog general.
Kagura's mind wracked unfamiliar visions and a strange feeling of nostalgia washed over her as she feed her mentality with the image of the lord. She had no idea where it was coming from but she had a faint feeling that she knew the lord from somewhere.
"You see," Asami's voice interrupted Kagura's train of thoughts. "He is my love."
Kagura nodded. "I am sure he will love you as well, Lady Asami."
"You must teach me your talents!"
Kagura shook her head. "I think you will do just fine without it."
Sesshomaru stepped inside the castle with Jaken following from behind. He stepped around demon servants as he followed the trail of scent that lead to his mother. His sensitive nose caught the scent of the heir from the east emanating from a room that he had passed by on the way. He caught a familiar scent mixed with the heiress's scent but immediately dismissed the idea. He had no reason to think about Kagura at a time like this. He had lost her long ago, and had proven that she didn't die in vain. For he had won the war against the man who took her life. His new task now is to take his throne and rule as the rightful heir of his father's empire. What's lost is lost and it is time to move on.
"Ah, Sesshomaru you have arrived." a calm sultry voice greeted him. "You are late. I'm afraid your bride is already resting."
Sesshomaru kept a blank face trying to mask his annoyance. He was about to leave but his mother made sure he doesn't just yet by blocking his way and standing in front of him using her demonic speed.
"What is the rush my son?" she held her chin high smirking at her son knowing that he was already annoyed. "And why are you in such ugly mood? You are getting married, I assure you, your bride is worthy of you."
"This Sesshomaru does not care. I simply want to get through all these unnecessary festivities."
"Unnecessary?" Matsuhime raised a fine brow. "Tell me son, are you capable of love?"
Sesshomaru was not sure where this conversation with his mother is heading but there was a throbbing perturbing from his head. He was to marry a woman he's never met, he doesn't even know her name, how can he love her? Not that Sesshomaru was ever prone to such foolish feelings anyways. But his mother's question truly was a bothersome. "This Sesshomaru would never succumb to such emotions you call love mother."
Matsuhime smirked at her son. Despite his power he still had plenty things to learn. It was fortunate indeed that she was still around to teach him. "Go rest, tomorrow you shall meet her."
Sesshomaru dismissed himself and walked outside for a much needed fresh air. Why does he keep catching Kagura's scent? That same crisp smell of wind that seduce his sense of smell whenever she comes around. Sesshomaru masked his annoyance by staring blankly in the dark, he was annoyed because he can't get rid his thoughts about Kagura. What was she to him? She was long gone in this world, yet her memories stayed with him as if she was still there. The demon lord sighed as he once more contemplate about his true feelings about the deceased wind user.
The next day began with more festivities. Kagura was awoken by Matsuhime's servants calling upon her to get ready for the day's festivities. Her mother figure had insisted these servants upon her to cater to her every minute of the day, but Kagura's unchanging fiery and independent personality refused to have servants supply her every needs. For she is the free wind and does not need servants.
"Alright, alright, I heard you." Kagura rolled her eyes at the tiny demon that had interrupted her sleep. The servants worked their way up to fix Kagura's tangled hair but only to be swept away by her annoyed winds. "How many times do I have to tell you damned servants don't touch me!"
"Darling, why so heated on such a beautiful morning?" Matsuhime chuckled upon entering her ward's room.
Kagura sighed and began to fix up her hair using her own winds. "Those servants of yours are really troublesome."
Matsuhime smirked at the young wind demoness. Not a lot of demon could speak to Matsuhime in such terms and live to tell about it. She adored Kagura's spunk and sarcastic ways that reminded her of herself.
"They were just doing what they're asked," Matsuhime held up a pair of new kimono. "Wear this for today's celebrations. It'll match your eyes."
Kagura removed her old kimono and Matsuhime helped her with her new ones.
"Ah, just like when I first saw you." Matsuhime held Kagura's face while both of them looked at their reflections from the mirror. "For final touch…"
Kagura watched her mother figure place a pair of jade earrings on her pointed ears.
"Shouldn't you be doing this to the princess instead of me?"
Matsuhime blinked then closed her eyes. "Darling, Asami has her own servants and you don't want one."
Kagura rolled her eyes then smiled. "Hmph. Why bother making me look good? I'm not the one marrying your son."
"Spiteful brat you are! Is that how you thank your mother?" she gave her daughter a light kiss on her forehead. "Come, my son has arrived."
"Little demon! Where is Sesshomaru?" Matsuhime addressed Sesshomaru's faithful follower.
"It's Jaken, my lady and I'm afraid I haven't seen Lord Sesshomaru since last night!" the tiny imp demon bowed in front of Matsuhime.
"He is late again!" Matsuhime leaned back on her chair.
"Oh! I must apologize on behalf of my lord! He has been-"
"Stop yapping it's irritating." Matsuhime dismissed the imp demon. A bored look on her face.
"Mother." a stern voice came from behind Jaken.
"Ah, good. You're here." a light smirk graced upon the lady's lips as she for see the events that was bound to happen.
"Kagura, has Sesshomaru arrived?" Asami paced back and forth.
Kagura flicked her fan open masking her amusement. The princess had been nervous all morning asking if Sesshomaru had arrived almost every minute. "What if he doesn't like me?"
Right then, a servant announced that it was time for them to meet Sesshomaru.
"Make sure to give him proper acknowledgement, Asami." Akane warned her ward.
"It'll be alright." Kagura told the nervous princess. An image of the lord's face from Asami's ball of light flashed through Kagura's mind and she could not help but feel anxious herself. Though, she could not pin point the reason why she felt a sudden wave of anxiety and why his face flashed in her mind. She clutched her fan as they walked towards the main hall where Sesshomaru and Matsuhime are waiting.
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Sesshomaru stood next to his mother waiting for his future bride. As soon as this unknown woman step inside the room, his whole life will change. He can't help but feel like a puppet as he allowed himself to accept such responsibilities for the sake of his late father's kingdom and to right his father's leaving his mother for a mortal human. His sensitive nose caught a strong crisp scent once again and he cursed himself for thinking about her. Why must he think of her at a time like this? A moment later two dog demoness stepped in the main hall and his eyes shifted to the younger demoness who he assumed to be his bride then as if his own eyes played tricks on him, he saw a figure of the same woman who had been plaguing his mind as of late, and his nose slightly flared as the same crisp wind smell invaded his sense of smell. Why is he imagining things? Her face emblazoned in his eyes, the face with the same smug look, those eyes that burned red like her personality, she was a true image of beauty and for once he didn't deny it. His eyes turned into a tunnel vision as it focused on his fantasy.
"It's you!" Sesshomaru's caught Jaken's croak. He clutched his fist tightly as he prayed that Jaken's next words won't bring his imagination to life. "Kagura!"
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