A/N: Yosh! :D I'm on a roll...Well not really but I'm listening to one of my favorite songs that will forever remain one of my favorites!!
Disc: NerdMoment doesn't own InuYasha but she does own …Shiragiku!!
Just Not Ordinary
Chapter 3: The First Trial: Apology
Oruro groaned solemnly. He could tell just by his current situation he wouldn't be able to remove the necklace for some time. So there he sat. Within the warm, but not so comforting embrace of an indoor spring. Surrounded. Yes by water, but also by. Icky. Sweaty. Nasty. Men. Not that it was a problem…actually it was a problem. A huge problem. Sure being a dude for certain periods of time was cool, 'cause you would get to know how they male anatomy works. But…he missed his boobs. Sighing lowly, he sank lower into the now unusually warm water.
Why was it so warm all of a sudden?
Sniff.
Smells a little funky.
…
Hey a bubble!
Ew.
Roars of laughter and snickers could be heard as the men dubbed one of their fellow guards the world best underwater farter. Ew. Now that was disgusting. Yielding to the urge to leave the contaminated water, Oruro lifted himself from the spring. Immediately a towel was tossed in his direction. He turned to see who it was, and froze. Each man there was either leering or glaring.
"Cover up, Aure, ya damn show off."
Clearing his throat as well as trying to resist the urge to blush Oruro nodded, muttering an apology and then thanks. Eventually things resumed to their previous ways. The towel was wrapped snugly around the raven's waist. A robe was then used to fully cover the youkai's body. Shuffling quickly to his assigned room-which was joined with Kikyo's only smaller than hers- he thought over the recent events.
"Aure, Oruro." He cringed. Such malice! That could only mean one thing…
"Lord Sesshoumaru." He chuckled lowly. "I'm currently indecent…perhaps another time?"
He heard a low growl. "No."
Turning on his heel, he faced Sesshoumaru. "H-hai." He looked aggravated, annoyed, defeated. Oruro raised a hand and tapped on his chin thoughtfully. "Something you wish to tell me?" a sly grin found its way onto his face. He knew he was pushing it, but damnit! That kick hurt! 'That bastard better be here to apologize!'
Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth. 'Could he possibly know?' he inwardly scoffed at the thought. He doubted the man held anymore intelligence than Jaken. That alone says he's a complete imbecile. "You tread on thin ice, boy."
Cocking his head to the side, he gave Sesshoumaru a puzzled look. "I'm only assuming that there is something you want to tell me. I never mentioned what it was…" the grin appeared once more. "An apology perhaps?"
Twitch.
Sesshoumaru inhaled sharply, remaining cold and indifferent. Perhaps a little angry, but still indifferent none the less. Two could play this game. "Perhaps."
"Perhaps not."
"Indeed."
Oruro fought back his frown. 'Smug Bastard' "Well?"
Sesshoumaru quirked a brow, feigning curiosity as well as innocence. "Well what?"
Oruro clenched his fists. "You wanted to tell me something."
"Did I?"
'Don't play stupid!' "Yes."
The youkai Lord ran a hand through his silver tresses. "Dear me, I seem to have forgotten what I wanted to say. Perhaps another time." He smiled ruefully at the onyx-haired youkai, before brushing right past him and continuing down the hall.
Oh no. He was not going to let that-that ass! Get away without giving him a proper apology! "My Lord." He called out still staring at where Sesshoumaru once was.
"Hn."
"Shall I refresh your memory?"
"…Enlighten me."
"An Apology." 'I have you now Sesshoumaru!!'
"Oh yes." Oruro instantly brightened.
"I must apologize to Lady Kikyo." Oruro Bristled. "I must refuse her offer for a 'Secret get-together-.¹ would you be so kind as to deliver the message for me?"
"…I-."
"Why Thank You Oruro. That was very kind."
'You fat bastard.'
~Sess*Kag~
Dear Diary,
I Kikyo Higurashi will soon become the new Lady of the West. Mate to Sesshoumaru Taisho. That is…as long as my foolish sister doesn't mess up.
The castle is very pretty. And soon…It will all be mine!! I can already imagine all the servants bowing down to me. Chanting my name! Just before we left home, I had a wonderful dream! It was of me, and Sesshoumaru, he was wild! Such a wonderful man when it came to intimacies.
Speaking…that's all that has kept me alive today! I doubt any of these rats will give the pleasure I need before running to their precious Lord. But I'll manage. Perhaps one of the guest guards will help me with my problem. Meanwhile, I'll stick to my own hand.
Kikyo set down her ink pen and closed her journal. Locking it she placed it back in its place; with her jewelry.
An angry knock come from her door. Frowning in irritation, Kikyo called to the door. "In." Soon enough Oruro came into her vision. The second the door closed, the necklace was off and Kagome was now there.
"Sesshoumaru had to deny your request." She grumbled. Stalking over to the door joining her and Kikyo's rooms, she stalked in before Kikyo could say a word.
Kikyo seethed, her fists clenching and unclenching over and over again. "Why that little bitch!" Stomping to Kagome's door, she pounded her fist against the wood. "Open up, you ungrateful little gi-." A hand was clasped around her mouth, stopping her in mid-sentence.
"Hush, they'll hear you say girl!" Girl? Well Kagome was a girl wasn't she? Then what was the problem…Oh yes Oruro.
Pulling the hand from her mouth Kikyo slapped Kagome. The loud sound, echoing throughout the room, and perhaps even farther. Kagome would hope not. Red streaks rose from the younger sibling's cheek, from the older girls nails. The stinging pain, nothing compared to what Kagome had endured. She got down on a knee, head bowed.
"Suman Kikyo-sama, I was not in the right mind."
"Of course you weren't! You never are!" Her elder sister turned around, arms crossed and huffed. "To think I'm related to you…really, ugh. Such royalty and such filth."
Kagome frowned; Kikyo was being extra mean today. Oh yes, when she entered the room as Oruro, the woman smelt fresh, rather than of sex. No wonder she was in such a pissy mood.
"You may retire. I have no need for the likes of you."
~Sess*kag~
"…and remember! Sometimes you can't see everything!" The built man walked away from the stadium.
Oruro sighed. The sun beating down on his back, maybe he should take off his shirt. Glancing around he frowned, he wouldn't be the only. 3 quarters of the guards had removed an article of clothing. Whether it be boots, their shirts, or armor. And that 1 quarter that didn't remove anything had revealed quite a bit of skin. Yet here Oruro was, wanting to be part of one of those percentages but…
"Don't you even think about it. I will not have you disgrace the Higurashi name."
Inwardly groaning in disdain, Oruro replied. "Of course not. I wouldn't dare dream of it."
"Will the guards now lead their princess' to the spectator area." InuTaisho bellowed. He waited until the men did as told, before continuing. "Let the battles begin!"
"Oruro! Save me!"
His eyes snapped to the strangely off and yet very familiar voice. There was Kikyo, tied to a stake and what appeared to be a dragon flapping its wings behind her. With each strong thrum of the scaled creatures' wings, Kikyo seemed to scream. Naturally Oruro should be up there running for the woman, but he didn't. Something was telling him all was not what it seemed. He just led Kikyo to the spectators area…he looked over to said area. Which was now empty…of all the princess'? He looked back towards the dragon, which never seemed to be actually harming the woman. Why?
"Raya-sama!!"
"Princess Juie!!"
The two men glared at each other. "Are you blind? Obviously it's Raya-sama who is up there!"
"Do not make me laugh! I only see Princess Juie!!"
"Perhaps both of you are blind! Of course it's Lady Selii!!"
More and more men joined the argument, neither going to save their princess. Oruro sat there, were they all seeing different people? How? Why? He thought back to his studies as Kagome. Illusions? But to affect all of them at once?! He adjusted his haori, uncomfortable in the sun. Sun?! Heat!? The non-violent dragon!? Of course, it all made sense.
Looking back at the crowd, he cringed. He could see the battle already raging. Looking to the floor he noticed a severed finger. Ew. He swiveled through the crowd, fists, swords and feet all coming from different directions. Oruro was pushed to the floor, onto his knees. Grumbling in frustration, he decided he would punch whoever got in his way. A kick to the gut was his response. Those asses! Angry at the abuse, the demon stood launching his fist into the first person, who happened to be the one who'd pushed and kicked him!
"Serves you right!" he snarled.
Pushing through the rest of the people Oruro finally found himself out of the violent group of people. Making a quick dash to the dragon and 'Kikyo' he whipped out his precious Shiragiku. Since the dragon only hissed when he reached the princess, he knew his assumption was true. But just to be safe he stood there for a few more moments. Watching the dragon do nothing but hiss and roar at him, not even a breath of fire. But there was one particular roar that caught the attention of the guards down below.
"Lady Selii!!"
"Princess Juie!!"
Seeing the men rush towards him sword drawn, he took the chance to swipe at 'Kikyo'. A cry of protest signaled either he spoke up, or got beat down by the impending soldiers.
"Look there." He pointed to the once again full spectator's area. Gasps were heard, coming from the now confused men. "Now look at the dead 'princess'." When they looked all that greeted them, was a distorted image of a dragon, and their princess.
"The princess is poisoned!" One cried out.
Idiots.
Oruro held out Shiragiku, calling a command, a cool breeze ran by and the sun was shaded out. The image was no more.
"An Illusion!" Another shouted.
"We've been tricked!!"
Oruro released the command the sun coming back with its good ol' friend heat. The distorted image was restored.
"Well Done, young one." Oruro turned to see InuTaisho behind him. He bowed and nodded, but shivered once seeing that knowing glance. "Please report to your rooms and groom yourselves. Guides will be sent to each room, to notify you when lunch will be served." The man disappeared the instant he had finished talking.
"Aure."
"Sesshoumaru." He didn't even have to look. He knew.
"Congratulations."
"On?"
Sesshoumaru chuckled; obviously the man was still peeved about their encounter earlier. "Your victory…I was quite surprised to see you were so knowledgeable."
"A compliment my Lord? How kind." He bit out.
Oruro heard shuffling, and the next thing he knew a jar of something was placed atop his head. And Sesshoumaru was gone. The jar fell, landing into Oruro's awaiting hands. The label read 'Muscle Cream'.
Indirect apology eh?
Smart for an Ass.
~Kag*Sess~
¹ You remember chapter 1 when Kikyo was flirting with Sesshoumaru, saying how they should have a private get together…something like that.
Finished! Next Chapter might be awhile…why? Because I'm evil like that XD It'll definitely be late February, or early March. Oh Yeah there's a poll on my Profile, it decides the ending for JNO. So chose wisely. :D I'd also like you to know, that regardless of the options in the end, Kagome and Sesshoumaru WILL be together. The thing is how does this come about? That's why the poll was created, so that you all, being the readers could choose how it ends without actually being aware of…how it ends.
I'm confusing myself, so just vote.
Until then my duckies!