Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
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"So, I'll see you at three?" Akiya asked her lover by the door of her suite. She was dressed in only a short, silk robe, hugging her figure. Her hair was in a cute mess. Never in her life was she so affectionate to a male other than a family member. Something about him called to her. It could have been that he was so much like her, never getting attached and deep down it almost scared her.
"Yes." he replied, softly kissing her full lips. That little hanyou would be the death of him. She was the only woman he ever was with who didn't want him for his looks, money, or power. The youkai turned and walked back to the elevator, but a soft voice stopped him.
"Sessh..."
"Hm?" looking at her from over his shoulder.
"What's going to happen to us? When we get back to Japan... where do we go?"
"Anywhere... if you'll have me." he whispered the last part to himself, but she heard it.
Later that day, the two took a tour of New York City, from Central Park to Ellis Island, just enjoying each other's company. Akiya spent the next day with her friends, walking around Times Square, while Sesshomaru and Inuyasha went to a Yankee game.
"Ki-chan! Are you packed yet?" Ayame asked, dragging her suitcase inside her boss's suite. Jakotsu and Bankotsu walked in behind the wolf demoness, ready to hop on a plane back to Japan. The only thing that was slowing them down was Akiya.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm ready." she groaned, walking out of the bathroom. This getting sick every morning was becoming ridiculous. The small group checked out of the hotel and headed to the limo. After about an hour in traffic, they made it to the airport and flew back home.
Standing at the front door of the mansion was Sayuri, Shiro, and Hideki. All three had big smiles on their faces.
"You did well, my daughter." Hideki said, pulling his daughter into an embrace.
"Thank you, father."
Sayuri placed a gentle hand on her granddaughter's head. The look in her purple eyes spoke volumes. She was proud. She was content, which was rare, since she lived such a depressing life until the secession of her son to oyabun.
"Tomorrow, we have an important meeting at the mansion, please dress in one of your best kimonos." Sayuri said, looking down at the hanyou, still smiling.
"Hai. Well, I should be getting my rest... jet lag." Akiya mumbled, walking inside the mansion, Ayame followed behind while the two best friends stayed behind to speak with the leader of the Nakamura clan.
"She smells different." Shiro commented.
"I know. She was acting different too, happier almost...besides her getting sick every once and a while." Jakotsu said.
"Sick, you say? Did she meet anyone in the States?" Sayuri asked, her brows furrowing in confusion.
"She went to see relatives of her mother, that's all I know about."
"I see. Well, I'll just have to check up on her." turning around, the neko youkai left to find out what was wrong with her grandchild.
Akiya was napping on the livingroom couch. Since she was a neko hanyou, the sound of Sayuri's footsteps awoke her.
"Yes, grandma?" the hanyou asked, keeping her eyes closed, but ears open.
"You smell a little different, like a dog." the demoness commented. She could hear Akiya gasp at the statement. After all these years, her nose was as keen as ever.
"I thought I washed the scent off."
"It still lingers. I hear you have been getting sick lately." she said, taking a seat next to her. The hanyou scooted closer, laying her head on her lap.
"Just in the mornings.I'm fine."
"So, you slept with Taishou-sama, or should I say Sesshomaru-sama, to be correct." Sayuri teased, stroking her dark brown hair.
"Hai. Please don't tell father, he wouldn't understand."
"Understand what?"
"...You wouldn't understand either. Grandma, please..."
"Hmm... I think you're pregnant." At that moment, she stopped stroking her claws through Akiya's hair. Could she be? Could she be carrying Sesshomaru's child? They used protection when they had sex, except... except the first time. They were both too drunk to do so.
"No-n-no-no-no! There's no way! I can't be a member of Yakuza with child!" the hanyou sprang up from her position on the couch, pacing around in a circle, trying to figure things out.
"If staying a member of the clan means so much to you, you can do both." Sayuri was lying to herself when she said that. There was no way a member of Yakuza could have a family; they were your strengths, but also your greatest weaknesses. Unless they were heavily guarded, but even then they are not safe from the dangers of the life of crime.
"You know I can't do that. Maybe I'll just get an abortion." Akiya mumbled to herself. Sayuri's eyes flashed red, and in the blink of an eye, Akiya was on the floor, holding her cheek.
"You selfish little brat! How could you only think about your career? What would Sesshomaru-sama say when he finds out you killed his child!? What would your father say? He would never let someone who killed their own blood run this clan!" she hissed, towering over her grandchild.
"Gomen..." the hanyou whispered, holding her red cheek. Her grandmother was right: it was unfair to take away her child's life for the sake of her career. "I shouldn't do that, I'll make it work." a single tear ran down her face.
"Take a pregnancy test, we might just be jumping the gun." Sayuri chuckled. The neko's mood had quickly changed from angry to cheerful.
"Hai. I'll go buy one now." Akiya said, getting up from the floor.
"Silly child, you can just take a demon test. We can make it in the kitchen."
"Wha?"
Akiya stood in the kitchen, watching the woman dig through the cabinets, pulling out random items. Grabbing a small bowl, the neko youkai made a strange-smelling concoction. It was brown, and smelled like rotten fish heads and animal fat.
"Take a sip." she said, handing the hanyou the bowl.
"It smells horrible."
"Just drink it." As a child, she was trained to obey her superiors, and she was one of them. She was also taught to respect those who respected her, and she did. Reluctantly, she took a sip. It tasted completely different than what it smelled like.
"Tastes like peppermint tea."
"I see."
"Moushi, moushi?" a cold voice answered the phone. Sayuri rolled her purple eyes. He was still the same cold person he was as a child. But it was not his fault. His mother died when he was just a young child, and his father remarried a human not many years after her death.
"Hello, Sesshomaru-sama."
"Sayuri-sama, you don't have to be so formal. How have you been?"
"You are an oyabun, and should be addressed as such. Now you don't have to call me Sayuri-sama." the old woman chuckled over the phone.
"I know you called me for more than how we should address each other."
"Yes, I did. Sesshomaru, I hope you are sitting down."
"Yes, why?"
"It seems that you have gotten my grandchild pregnant." The line was quiet for a moment. Did she just say that Akiya was pregnant? Maybe she got the hanyou confused with her other granddaughter.
"She told you about us?" he questioned.
"No, I smelled your scent lingering on her even after she tried to hide it. So, what do you plan to do?"
"I have no choice. She is carrying the heir to both the Nakamura and Taishou clans."
"You know what you must do, then."
"Hai, Sayuri-sama."
"I told you not to call me that."
"I know." hanging up the phone.
Today was the day of the big meeting announcing Akiya as the next oyabun of the Nakamura clan. All major members of Yakuza were in attendance, along with close family members of the Nakamura clan. The entire group sat down in the dining hall, waiting for the announcement. Sitting at the head of the table was Hideki with an empty seat next to him. Next to that seat was Shiro, and on Hideki's side was Sayuri, dressed in a yellow silk kimono with a dragon stitched across the back.
"I am glad that all of you were gracious enough to attend this meeting. Now as you know, I am going to retire soon, and this meeting is to pick my successor." Hideki said, standing up in front of the group.
Quietly, Akiya walked inside the room, gaining everyone's attention, especially Sesshomaru's. She was dressed in a black kimono with stitched silver flowers all over. Her hair was in a tight bun on the back of her head. Her father ordered her to enter last, saying he loved to show off his beautiful children. Taking a seat next to her father, the older man bowed and continued.
"I have been in charge of this clan for 66 years with the help of my mother and sister." both said women nodded their heads and smiled.
"Now it is time for me to step down and let my child Akiya become the next oyabun of the Nakamura-gumi, and my son Shiro, her saiko-komon." Many of the guests let out loud gasps, including Akiya. Had Hideki lost his mind? He was letting a female, American hanyou, run the gumi?
"This is absurd! She never held any position being Yakuza, just being your child!" someone shouted, pounding his fist on the table.
"Correct, but she lives and breathes for the family. I've seen her go out the way for the family. As much as I tried to keep her away from this life, she has made it apart of her being."
"I agree, I think she can do it. She has a good second-in-command and she has the Taishou-gumi for support." Toga said, turning his head to look at his oldest son for agreement. Sesshomaru nodded his head dumbly, since he was staring at Akiya. Even the Kumicho was there. The old demon nodded his head at the hanyou and gave her a warm smile. Yamagata Daichi was a powerful and cunning owl demon, well over two thousand years old, but his warm orange eyes made him look half his age. (in demon years, he's about 80.) His shoulder length gray hair was pulled back into a ponytail. He wore black hakama pants and a navy blue haori.
Eventually, the entire group all agreed. They didn't have any say, though. Hideki was respectful enough to tell them. Servants gracefully walked inside the room, handing out champagne.
"A toast to Nakamura Akiya, oyabun of the Nakamura-gumi! I wish you long life and happiness!" Hideki said, raising his glass in the air. Everyone followed suit. Cheers rang throughout the room.
'What would mother think of me now?' Akiya asked herself. Ivonne fought so hard to keep her children out of this life, but it seemed only one followed her wishes. Logically, she shouldn't have wanted to become a part of the Japanese underworld, considering it was the reason for her mother's death. A small up and coming gumi killed Ivonne, hoping to give Hideki a scare, but it only enacted the wrath of the entire clan. She was loved by everyone, and her death angered everyone, especially her family. In no time, that entire gumi was eliminated. Nothing was left of that group; the Iwate- gumi was forgotten by everyone.
Now she was going to be a mother. How could she even consider having an abortion? The child she was carrying had every right to live as she. To look at it in a better light, she now had something other than the family to protect. How would Sesshomaru react? How would she tell him that their fling in New York changed their lives forever?
After a while, the cheers died down and all the attention was on Sesshomaru, since he cleared his throat.
"I have an announcement... Hideki-sama, I wish to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage."
"Well! Isn't this a day for celebration! You have my blessing, my boy!" Hideki said, smiling at the inuyoukai. Sesshomaru stood emotionless while Toga and Inuyasha's jaws were hanging open. Never did he speak of having a relationship with anyone, now he was proposing. On the far end of the table, Naraku was choking on his drink, while everyone else was wide eyed, except for Sayuri.
"Do you accept my proposal, Akiya?" the inuyoukai asked.
"Um... may we speak in private?" the hanyou asked, dragging him out of the room and down the hall, away from sharp youkai hearing.
"What are you thinking!?" she hissed, poking the youkai's chest.
"I don't want any child of mine being born a bastard."
"You-you knew?" she stammered.
"Sayuri-sama called me." he replied. "It is best for everyone that we get married. Other gumis will challenge you, thinking you are weak. Both of our clans can combine and become a powerful force in Yakuza."
"Marriage should be about love, not personal gain." she whispered.
"Fine. We'll just be married until the child is born, as long as it isn't born a bastard."
"We don't have to get married... we can find another way..."
"You are the oyabun of the Nakamura-gumi, and you carry the heir of my clan and yours as well. Do you know how much power you have now? If we get married, we can become the most powerful oyabuns ever."
Having all that power meant little to Akiya, but for the sake of her baby, she had to do what was right, even if it meant marrying someone she didn't love.
"I accept. I will marry you, Sesshomaru..."
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I'm back!!!!! well it seems like I got out of my little writer's block for this story. The update's will be slow since I'm trying to do three stories at the same time, but I only expect this one to be about 15 chaps. Anyway read and review!!!!!!!!
