Disclaimer: I do not own anything InuYasha. I do not own Chey or Asura, kayone kaso and her friend do. I do own Ayami and her family and anyone I make up on the spot.
Breaking the Brick Walls
Chapter 4
Sorry this took so long. I have been busy. I know I know, it's no excuse but still, it's true! Haha. Anyway, Enjoy!
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As the two demons continued their search for Sesshomaru's father, they were forced to avoid Buraian and Chey multiple times. Sesshomaru ended up sending each demon into opposite directions while Ayami hid in various places along their path. It was starting to get old when they finally ran into Taisho.
"There you are, Father. What have you been doing all this time?" Sesshomaru asked, letting a little of his exasperation into his voice.
"Do you want an honest answer or a white lie?" The Lord of the west asked innocently.
"The honest answer, if you please." Sesshomaru answered, hardening his voice so his father wouldn't try to back out on him.
"Well, honestly, I don't know what to say!" Taisho said, trying to hold back the laughter that was gathering at his eyes and the corners of his mouth.
"Just out with it…" Sesshomaru's cool manner usually scared people so bad that they quivered. Not Ayami or his father. Ayami simply looked on at the encounter, much like those between her and her father, while Taisho teased.
"Alright, I suppose I would be allowed to enlighten you," he yelped as he dodged a swipe from his son, "I was avoiding you!"
After that, he began needing to avoid daggers. Daggers being thrown by Sesshomaru's eyes. To say the young demon was fuming would be incorrect. He was merely annoyed. His father goaded him so often that he had daftly grown armor to resist. That way, he didn't let people, much less his father, control his emotions.
Ayami struggled to hold back a quiet giggle. Before she met this demon and his erratic father she had never had problems holding back laughter, or anything for that matter. Never had she found herself wanting to tell anyone, much less a demon she had just barely met. Yet here she was, struggling to hold back laughter and wanting to talk about just random things with Sesshomaru.
"Well, now that we have found you father, I should be taking my leave. I'm sure you have things to discuss." Ayami said, breaking into the father-son staring contest.
"Nonsense! You must stay. I'm sure no other demon here can match my son, much less possibly beat him. You two have more in common than you think!" Taisho countered, giving Ayami no chance to escape and rebuild her carefully erected shield.
"Father, there is no need. I am fine by myself." Cut in Sesshomaru, needing to rebuild his own wall before any more of it came crumbling down.
"No. I Insist. Ayami, show my son around. Go patrolling or some other chore your dear dad has you do. I don't want either of you to leave each other alone. You are good for each other." With that last comment he took off, intending to leave them to their own devices.
"Damn it. He always does this. Talking in riddles and not explaining them. Not only that, I did not get to speak with him." Muttered the son of the lord who had moments ago taken off to escape them.
"It is alright. I don't mind. I just was under the assumption that you had important things to discuss. I can show you around. Is there anything you want to see in particular?" Ayami soothed.
"If you really don't mind. Why don't you show me the castle I will be humbly calling home for the next week?"
And with that, the two demons started walking toward the castle.
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Ayami was confused. Never had she ever had such conflicting emotions. Granted, her emotions and moods changed frequently but it was more. She was sympathetic, too. That never happened. She had been her father's protector and assassin for four centuries. Her job required her to be ruthless. And yet here she was, struck like a silly school girl.
"This will be your room." She said, shaking off her thoughts.
"Thank you. I appreciate that you took time to show me where I am going." Sesshomaru replied, looking at her.
"There was no trouble in it at all. I was happy to help. My room is just down the hall on the right. The door is black. Just knock." Ayami called over her shoulder, needing to put distance between her and the handsome demon lord she had spent time with.
'Damn it. Why is this happening? I don't need anyone. I can take care of myself!' She thought huffily.
As she walked to her room, her ears picked up an infinitesimal noise. She spun around to see Chey coming straight for her. Dodging just in time, she whipped around, hands formed into claws. The demoness was simply not in the mood to deal with her hyper friend.
"There you are. Buraian and I have been looking everywhere for you. He is particularly miffed that you are spending a lot of time with Lord Sesshomaru. I have got to say that I came up with the perfect plan to mess with Buraian." Chey started as soon as Ayami had frozen.
"Not now, Chey. I just want to go to bed." Ayami almost snarled before she caught herself.
Backing off with her hands held up, Chey said,
"Alright, alright. I'll back off, but I want to know what happened. You know, I didn't introduce you two just to get Buraian off your back."
And she was gone just like that.
Ayami didn't relax until Chey had turned the corner and was gone. With a sigh of relief, she opened the door to her room, only to freeze once again when she sensed an unwanted presence in her room. It was Buraian.
She stepped into her room and shut the door, preparing to deal out an ass-whopping. As soon as the door clicked shut, the demoness was turned around with her dangerously clawed right hand around the soft flesh of Buraian's neck.
"What in the world are you doing here?!?!?! You have NO right to be in here. LEAVE! NOW!" Ayami snarled, furious that someone she so disliked had invaded her one place that could be hers.
"I just wanted to spend some time with you," He answered, fear leaking into his words and coming off his body in waves, "but you were obviously too busy." The last part, said with a sneer, made Ayami's already deathly grip on his neck tightened.
He began sputtering as he struggled to breathe. Nails punctured skin and trails of blood began to form. Not until the demon whimpered and fear crept back into his eyes did she let go, throwing him to the side.
"You know, this is why I never want to spend any time with you whatsoever. Now, leave before I cut off your airway again until you suffocate." Ayami threatened at a whisper before opening the door and watching the demon run scared with his tail between his legs.
"That'll teach him." She said under her breath, hoping beyond hope that she was correct in that line of thinking.
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Sesshomaru had just gotten his door shut and his shoulder armor off when he heard a crash down the hall and some definite female snarling.
'What's got her so mad now?' He wondered to himself briefly before sling off the rest of his armor.
He was just about to lay down when he heard stumbling feet run down the hallway in an erratic rhythm. Curious about this latest development, he was at his door and watching the heels of the frightened Buraian turn the corner and hearing Ayami's door slam shut.
'What a fool. He should know that she would have reacted like that when she found him hiding. Hell, I knew that and I just met her today.' Sesshomaru thought to himself, lightly chuckling at the foolishness and brazen attitude of the young lord.
He wondered what Ayami was up to now. Was she already in bed or reading? She must be angry about the intrusion. Sesshomaru figured she would probably have Buraian kicked out of the castle and never invited back.
'That would be nice.' He thought before he could catch himself. What was happening to him? Women simply didn't catch his eye and now here he was, jealous of a demon lord who didn't have a chance with the demoness he had in mind.
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"The gall of that man. Does he think I'll jump in bed with any willing demon. When Hell freezes over and pigs fly over it." Ayami fumed, stomping around her room, getting ready for bed.
She paced, still amazed that he had had the nerve to enter her room and sneak up on her. How dare he? She was considering going to her father to get him banned from the castle when she got a brilliant idea. The plan would be to let him stay, take him by surprise, then scare him to the next world. He would then never consider coming back and asking for her hand. She had the strange urge to laugh maniacally but held back, Sesshomaru was down the hall and may hear her.
Just what she needed, someone thinking she was crazy, but since when did she care what a guy thought of her?
'What is happening to me? It's all going downhill. So much for not falling for some dimwitted guy…although, this one has something to his brain I'll admit.' She laughed at herself as she slipped into bed.
A smile graced her pale face as she fell into the dream world.
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*Dream: Shared by Sesshomaru and Ayami*
She ran. The dark was closing in around her fast, but she wasn't getting anywhere. Then, ahead of her appeared a brightly shining sliver of silver light. She was getting closer to the light, but now the dark was almost upon her and a maniacal laughter had joined the pressing darkness.
"Leave me alone!" She screamed as she leapt for the light, landing in the arms of a demon.
Not just any demon. The one she had met only that day. He was her savior. Though they had only known each other for a day, it seemed as if they knew each other better than they knew themselves.
"So, Sesshomaru, are you out to steal my girl?" Called out the darkness, streaming out around them.
"She's not yours for me to steal. She is her own person, free to choose me over you, you sniveling Lord. I'm surprised you even have the title." Sesshomaru retorted quickly, a smirk alighting on his mouth.
"Why you…" Said Lord Buraian, coming out of the inky black, sword drawn.
Sesshomaru drew his sword and blocked the downward swing placed by Buraian. He parried and slashed, backing the Lord back from where he had come. They continued their fight as the demoness sighed.
"Ayami, CATCH!" Sesshomaru shouted over Buraian's outraged growl. He threw a second sword at Ayami. She caught the sword with practiced grace and was instantly by Sesshomaru's side to back him up.
Buraian stopped a deadly stroke of Sesshomaru's sword and almost missed blocking Ayami's sneak. He tried to hit back at Ayami but Sesshomaru's sword quickly slithered into his open side. He cried out, dropping his sword. Blood seeped out of the deep slice in his side. The defeated Lord whimpered on the ground. Sesshomaru held open his clean arm to Ayami and she slipped under it, allowing her arm to slid around his slim waist.
"She has clearly chosen me. So, back off, Lord Buraian." Sesshomaru sneered the title.
Ayami smiled. Never had she had someone so completely defend her. She has always been the defender. It felt good to care about someone and be cared for in return. She never wanted to forget that moment: the moment when everything seemed absolutely perfect in her life.
'Too bad this is all just a dream.' She thought to herself, inwardly sighing as she clung to her man in shining armor.
Then, she felt a finger on her chin, lifting it up. Sesshomaru's eyes were blazing. They stared into each others' eyes until even Lord Buraian's pathetic huffing and moaning disappeared from their hearing. Sesshomaru began lowering his head and Ayami's eyes drifted closed as she waited for the inevitable kiss. Their lips were about to meet when Buraian leaped at them, startling them apart…and awake.
*End of Dream*
Ayami awoke with a start. She was pissed off and in the mood to kill. To kill a certain demon who kept ruining her life. Living and dreaming. Buraian continued to pester her in the waking hours, but now he was invading her dreams.
'Damn it. How'd I let him get so under my skin?'
Ayami mumbled, berating herself for letting someone get to her.
"I have got to let it go." She affirmed, crawling out of bed for an early morning workout, intending to work off the frustration she held.
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Sesshomaru gasped. He had just been about to complete the task of kissing Ayami, albeit in his dream, when the despicable excuse for a Lord had interrupted him. This demon very much so wanted to kill the pesky little bugger who kept turning up but could not without causing offense to his host, which included the demoness of his desires: Ayami.
"He will not ruin anything else." Sesshomaru vowed, throwing back the covers to his bed, preparing for a workout, wanting to really hit something without causing offense.
