I dont own anything Inuyasha.
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Despite his young age, Sesshoumaru was graceful. He had the presence of a youkai far older and the aptitude to demand the respect he received. Though his features were flawless and movement controlled, the young inu seemed to lacked the necessary skills for interaction.
Or for taking continued criticism.
"Nay, if you keep your eyes narrowed all the time you can't see everything around you."
"Why do you look so serious all the time?"
"Don't glow your eyes red at me!"
The human girl, for lack of a better word, nagged him.
Sesshoumaru was in the dojo while his new obnoxious friend knelt on a large pillow to watch him perform what he had learned earlier that day. The youkai child's haori was off his arms, hanging down from the tie of his hakama, and striped wrists flowed in polished patterns of quick jabs and swiping claws. It was impeccably done.
"You just sliced your haori."
He growled. That was it! The future taiyoukai just did not know how to handle anything but other's obedience.
Turning towards the small girl, Sesshoumaru tightened his fists and stormed her way. "Why must you find fault in my every move!" The little inu prince swung his arms and growled down at her as the stripes at his cheek grew jagged. "All I do is perfection; I have been trained since birth! Every youkai in our domain recognizes and praises me for my abilities to be a strong alpha someday, yet you talk to me as if I am your equal!"
She looked up, unflinching, and caught his impassioned eyes. "Why would you want another simple worshipper?"
Her question caught him off guard. His childish rant calmed and his gaze once again became gold at her words.
Not allowing him to respond, the imaginary girl continued. "If you were happy with everyone constantly recognizing your perfections, why would I be here? You are more than what you can do, Sesshoumaru. I don't think you are angry at me because I don't praise you, I think you are mad at the world because they can't see past who you will be someday."
A calm took over the room as he slumped down in front of her, staring at the wall. Without restraint, the human girl put a comforting hand on his knee, and Sesshoumaru knew why he had thought her up in the first place.
She would never balk from him, like the others. She would be there when he was lonely, or angry, or just because. He had wanted a true friend, a companion, someone who would tell him the truth and be by his side for who he was. Looking to her compassionate eyes and radiating smile, he knew that she would not be like any other.
Everyone shied from him, expected the world from him, and was afraid of him. The fact that her hand was on his person now proved she would not be any of those things.
"Spar with me."
Her eyes widened considerably. "EH!"
He smiled at her. It was one thing he truly enjoyed, and Sesshoumaru wanted her to share with her things no one else would.