My Artistic Heart
By Massao-na-Mizu
A/N: You might have noticed the new passion I now have for this fic. Ever since I started painting again, I was so inspired. I actually have something in mind for this fic. I find time doing it after finally giving up on homework or just having some free time. J Anyways, I'm trying to give it a depth. You know something beyond the romance. Some things people can actually learn from. ^_^ I totally researched and read books for this so I hope you all leave reviews! ^_^ More of the research will be put into action as chaps progress.
OOC warning!!! Sesshoumaru not in right mind! Well duh, he is artistic here. But I tried, real hard to sustain it. Oh well… This is what I think Sesshoumaru would be like if he was in this surrounding or atmosphere. ^_^ No flames please.
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The Fine Strokes of Reality
She has always been amazed by paintings. But more of doing it. How the artist cultivates their drawings. Some make fast but surely strokes, slow but perfect ones and different kinds of techniques in using oil painting. She sighed, shaking her head. She was nineteen and has been painting since she was what? Eight years old?
She needed some air and she knew the only place to get some was in the park. Getting her small art kit, got her wallet form upstairs, and meeting Sango. "Hey there! I'm going for a walk…" She said, waving goodbye and walked out of the door, waiting for no answer.
"Okay," Sango bellowed rhetorically. She shrugged, knowing it was another outburst of Kagome's. Whenever she was in need of inspiration, she would always go out of her way to find some.
Kagome kept her chin high, in search of a perfect spot to paint.
That was when she saw him.
He was sketching something in a canvas. She walked slowly, as not to disturb him and saw there was a little girl patiently posing for him to sketch. The girl kind of resembled her, except she had gold eyes and not cerulean blue. She took a peak on the canvas over Sesshoumaru's shoulder and saw mere strokes of details. Every swipe he made with his charcoal pen, another detail was added.
Kagome was intrigued by the technique he used. Mot people started with the shape of the model's head. But not him. It was hard to tell where he started for she arrived only now. Soon, the face of the little girl started to show. His eyes quickly darted from the little girl's face to the canvas. His hand pranced gracefully. Dancing with the charcoal on the canvas.
She has never seen anything so wonderful.
The passion in him was so strong; she could feel the quick beat of his heart on with her own. She gulped in breathe, totally mesmerized. She examined the face of the little girl and the sketch on the canvas. The details were impeccable. Every single stroke was synchronized with the young girl's feature.
'Draw what you see…' He had said to her earlier. And he did. He drew exactly what he saw. It was impossible for any detail to escape his eyes. She could not take off her eyes from the canvas.
Thoughts were swirling inside her mind. In fact, she felt it blur. She could only see what was really in front of her. The young girl's raven black hair. The young girl's childish golden orbs that had a slight stubbornness on them and a slight impatience. How her mouth pouted, longing to peak at the canvas the man was sketching on.
She was filled with something so… unexplainable. The sketch was breathtaking.
It was finally finished but she did not even notice. The young girl leapt in joy and ran to see what the sketch of herself looked like. She turned to her painter and smiled, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you big brother Sesshoumaru!!!"
That was the cue to bring her back to reverie. She stood up straightly to see a pair of golden orbs looking straightly at her. She blushed and looked at the ground, embarrassed.
"It's beautiful," she said, smiling up at the sliver-haired man. His gaze did not flicker and nor did he reply. "I-I've never seen anyone make such a great portrait before… seriously. How you did it…" she trailed off, unable to saw anything more.
"Do you remember, Higurashi, what I have said earlier?" He asked in an emotionless voice it was hard to believe this was the man that made such a passionate sketch of a young girl. His eyes were cold and his posture was stiff. She wasn't sure of herself.
Kagome nodded her head, even though the man gave her the wish to run to the hills. He nodded his head, folding his easel and fixed his art tools inside his box. He led the little girl towards the street. He turned back to speak.
"You will not get inspiration here, Higurashi," he stated. She was taken aback.
"But you were sketching here and your sketch is wonderful," she said almost to herself. She was really confused.
"I am different. Surroundings seldom inspire me. Rin needed fresh air." He said, turning away again from her to walk with the girl. Kagome did not understand anything he was telling her. She did not see why this place can't give her inspiration or why surroundings seldom affect him. She hmpfhed and folded her arms below her chest.
How mean!!! Two red spots glowed on her cheeks in irritation.
No, she will not be affected by the man. She will do what she has come here for. To get inspiration and sketch and paint! She settled herself on an asphalt-sculpted bench and opened a blank page on her sketch pad. Sharpening her charcoal pen, she looked around for a burst of inspiration.
There was absolutely nothing.
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Kagome felt miserable because: 1) Sesshoumaru was right--there was no inspiration there in the park 2) she doesn't know any other place for she's new in this city 3) she doesn't really know what she wants to paint.
Just as she was giving up all hope, she heard someone clicked his/her tongue, making her look up at the glaring eyes of Sesshoumaru. She felt her cheeks start to burn, but she could not look away.
"I thought I told you, you will not get any inspiration in this dull place, Higurashi," he said in an annoyed voice. Not cold anymore, not steely... was this a sign he was not trying to distance himself away from her or something?
"Gomen, I wanted to think otherwise and prove to myself something," she trailed off, unable to think right.
"I will not question what you are trying to prove. Come along, Higurashi," he turned, indicating me to follow him. Kagome suddenly felt irritation towards him for bossing her around.
"And where exactly are we going?" She demanded to know. "Oh, and please stop calling me Higurashi. It's Kagome. Here, let me pronounce it for you: Ka-go-me." She said, emphasizing every single syllable.
"Well, Ka-go-me," he emphasized, mocking her. "We'll try to satisfy your thirst of inspiration. I can see you are not bright enough to get inspiration for yourself. I will not be surprised if you lost your way home a block away from it."
"Hey! That's mean! And that's not true either!" she protested, glaring at him. He only smirked.
"Come along, Ka-go-me," he smirked some more as he turned his back to her and started walking to his home. She had no other choice but to get her materials and follow him wherever he was to lead her.
She did not question where they were going. Oddly enough, she trusted him. Kagome didn't know where this trust came from. Maybe because he guided her earlier, but he had a sudden change of mood/personality making her suspect of him as a Gemini. He suddenly stopped in front of her, retrieving her from her reverie. Kagome gave him a questioning look, but said nothing. He got the canvas Kagome was holding and the heavy box of materials, leaving her with a few brushes and her wallet to hold.
She blushed as she realized what he had done... 'He's being a gentleman,' she thought to herself. Something her beloved Inu Yasha seldom done for her back then. Her heart suddenly felt heavy and the bile rose to her throat.
'Don't think of him... you should forget him... he-he--' her thoughts were cut when Sesshoumaru spoke. Effectively taking Inu Yasha off her mind.
"Here we are," he said, getting something inside his pocket that resembled a car's remote control alarm and clicked. The gates swung open automatically to let them in. Kagome felt her mouth open in surprise.
She was more surprised when she saw the inside through the open gates. A large front garden greeted her full of brightly-colored flowers of sorts and fruit trees and the ever-famous cherry blossoms. It looked like something you would see in TV in lifestyle network as an immaculate garden or a perfect picture with love-seats and two benches and a swing-bench tied on two strong-looking trees. In short, she could not believe her eyes.
"Y-you live h-here?!?" She managed to say. Sesshoumaru nodded. She looked at him. "Your garden is way bigger than the park. Why'd you have to go there for fresh air?"
He arched a brow. "No matter how beautiful you home is, a home is a home. Meaning you see it everyday that it's nauseating and cliché. Nothing is new, nothing you do not know. Every inch of this garden, I have memorized for I myself tend to it along with my younger half-sibling, Rin."
"Makes sense," she mumbled idly, still observing the garden. "You must be very patient and tender or loving to make such a masterpiece." She offered him a pure, true smile--a thing he rarely sees and more rarely given that it had taken him aback and made him raise both his eyebrows in surprise.
"You must understand, Kagome," he said softly, not taking his eyes away from his cerulean ones that darted from side to side, looking everywhere. "It doesn't take love or tenderness. It is like art--painting a masterpiece. You have to have passion-a will to make you strive to make better for the better."
Kagome was at a loss again and she looked Sesshoumaru in the eye. Blue and gold clashing together. How could a man--her angel, know so much? To have such wisdom and humble enough, if not kind to share it to her? He amazed her. To her, he was a never-ending enigma...
Just like she was in his eyes.
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A/N: So how was it? ^_^ I put more effort to it than I normally do. I hope it contented you! Please remember to leave a review to give me a comment or a suggestion. I would love some constructive criticism and please, no flames. ^_^
