Chapter 4: An Unsuitable Name?
Sessho-Maru waited stoicly watching as the demoness slowly calmed with the silencing of the high-pitched noise. He released the spell so that she would not be frightened by the loss of her senses. She moved slowly before opening her eyes. They still contained the ice from before though a hint of emotion flashed as he watched her. The emotion disappeared before he could determine which it was, however.
"What happened?" she whispered more to herself not realizing someone was holding her. When he responded, she was shocked but hid it well as she turned to him slowly as if she had known that he was there.
"A high-pitched noise is all." He watched as she took in this information. She snorted in disgust at herself for being so weak. She stood gracefully not waiting to see if Sessho-Maru would let her. He did not stop her but stood after her though more quickly. He paced around her inspecting her for injury or any other such. She unconsciously stood still as he made his way around her but gave him a cold stare at the same time. He nodded to himself and her once before leaving the room. He looked back once he reached the door before continuing on his way. She took the look as it was intended and followed with her chosen kimono in hand. Both inu demons ignored the confused servant girl still sitting in a chair in the room.
Sessho-Maru stopped at the door to his own personal hot spring and opened the door for the demoness. She entered as he shut the door before returning to his study. She slid down against the door leaning her head back for a moment closing her eyes. She sat there for almost an hour not moving or making a noise before finally standing and making her way over to the spring. She had been sifting through the memories trying to find her 'ice cold fire' as the girl had put it. Nothing came to mind as she soaked making sure to wash every area. The only things she remembered before that day were a small kit that seemed to be her adopted child and a monk and taijiya that she seemed to think of as part of her pack. Something itched at the back of her mind but it went away before she could grasp it.
She got out of the spring and shook most of the water from her hair before taking a towel from the pile on a bench beside the spring as she prepared to dry herself. She heard the door open slightly but did not look up as she assumed it was a servant coming to check on her.
He watched the woman as she dried herself completely unaware that she was being watched by someone considered a predator to all. He watched as she finaly sniffed the air and caught his scent. Instead of straightening abruptly as most would, she merely finished what she had started before donning her kimono that she had chosen. He noticed she had chosen a black kimono etched with some lavender colored flowers that did not seem to be from here. By the time she was done, her hair was completely dry and flowed nicely along with the chosen kimono.
"Pardon milord, but it is rude to stare," she said after she had turned to face him. Her voice was not as cold as when she first spoke that morning but it did not hold any emotion either.
"It is also rude for this Sessho-Maru not to know the name of a guest in his own home," he said calmly waiting for the demoness to respond. "Though you are not the original guest that I brought I have allowed you to stay."
"I do not have a name milord or if I do it escapes me." She narrowed her eyes slightly at his words. "Amaya would suit me though I think as the last I remember before this morning was wandering in a night rain and that is what the name means."
"Hn." He turned leaving the woman to herself. The name seemed too gentle for a demoness of her countenance. He went to his room where all knew not to disturb him. It was a cold name but it did not seem to fit her completely. He sat on the window seat to the right of the doors to his personal balcony staring out as he thought about the events that brought about the demoness.
Amaya watched as Sessho-Maru left. She had not thought of the various names she knew for long but the one she had chosen seemed to be suitable at the least. She left the baths and wandered the halls hoping to find a dojo somewhere. She wished to see what she could do.
AN: Sorry, it took so long to update. I plan to try to update all of my stories this summer. It may take a while but I will try to make sure it happens. Hopefully often as well. Sorry to disappoint and if anyone can come up with ideas for the stories let me know. I have a very hard time continuing a story after I write the beginning. Thanks for reading and reviewing.