A/N: This chapter really f-ed with my mind. There was so much I wanted to put but I wasn't really able to fit it all in. D: It was so hard to do! I feel like the ending is super crappy too (sorry about that). Would've liked to have it mention that Izayoi was watching him at the end but just couldn't fit it in. Oh well, this is why they call it a challenge right? Anyway, thank you to all that have reviewed and faved this! You guys are the reason I'm still pumping these out! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. If I did Sesshomaru would have never lost an arm and there would have been a lot more scenes (preferably shirtless scenes) of him!
Izayoi sat in the garden, a cup of hot tea in her hand, and sighed. She watched Sesshomaru's figure walk from one room to the other, a metaphorical cloud over his head. She sipped at her tea and stared down at the koi in the pound. One of the maids had told her that each koi represented a member of the royal family.
A pure white koi with crescent blue dot on his back swam past. She supposed that was Sesshomaru. The koi was swimming slower than all the others were. It almost looked sickly in its actions.
The koi swam so very slowly making it seem dead. It continued to swim in what was essentially a giant circle. It swam alone and it looked like all the other koi avoided it. The largest, who was whiter than snow, swam almost protectively around two other koi. Izayoi would guess that was probably Inu No Taisho.
The purple one, which stayed very close to the largest white one, Izayoi would guess, was herself. That only left one other koi; a bright red one, which played in between the purple and white one. That's Inuyasha.
As Izayoi gazed upon the three fish that played together a sad smile crossed her lips. Was this how Sesshomaru felt? Did he feel like the odd one out? She never meant it to seem that way. She would love to have Sesshomaru as her son. She would welcome him warmly if he would let her. She did understand where he was coming from though, to him it must seem that she was the reason his parents split apart. He must feel so alone.
With new resolve, Izayoi stood up, leaving her tea on the bench, and made her way to the kitchen. Rules be damned! She began, against the protests of all the maids, making a recipe that she had found in a book in her and Inu No Taisho's room. Hopefully, this would be just what Sesshomaru needed.
Sesshomaru slowly made his way back to his room. He had been shot down, once again, when he asked if father and him could train. Father had told him he was too busy for Sesshomaru and continued giving his full attention to Inuyasha.
As he closed the door behind him, anger arose in him. Why did the hanyo brat get fathers love? He was his first son and the heir! His attention should be solely on him! Sesshomaru threw his practice sword on the ground and tried to glare it to pieces. When that didn't work, he picked it up to break it in half, but stopped when he heard footsteps outside his door.
He opened the door and smelt human. He frowned and was about to slam the door shut when a familiar sent entered his nose. He looked down and spied a plate of his mother's favorite dish. A small, almost unnoticeable, smile graced his lips as images of his mother flashed threw his head.