Chapter 9

Evil Demon Princess

~Alexandria~

Rin lay sound asleep. I stood over her, watching her as Yukito moved my hair out of my face.

"Where is your brush?" he asked.

"I don't know. I normally don't sleep in this room," I said.

Yukito stood, walked into the bathroom, and came out with an unused white brush. He walked over to me and motioned to sit in the chair Sesshomaru had sat in earlier.

"This is really unnecessary."

"Nonsense. Sit."

He ran the brush through my hair hardly pulling at all. 'He's so gentle.'

"You are too rough with your hair." A sly grin plastered on his face.

I sighed. "It doesn't listen and I'm not a very patient person."

He chuckled lightly. "I suppose, but you should take care of it better. It is very soft."

"I have oily skin."

"I can tell." He touched the skin on my shoulder. His hands were cool and felt nice against my skin.

He ran the brush through a couple more strands. He finished and tucked the hair behind my ears. He walked over to the tiny brown box he'd brought with him, picked it up, and then kneeled in front of me. His thumb ran over the scratch Sesshomaru had left on my face. I winced.

He sighed opening the box and taking out a cotton ball and a bottle. "It's already begun healing, which is good, but it might leave a scar."

I rolled my eyes. "I really don't care. Besides scars are pretty cool."

He chuckled. "Normally women care because they believe they will lose their fabricated perfection." He leaned in closer and I noticed the tiny bit of emerald in his pretty aqua eyes. Then he rubbed the cotton ball with the liquid on it on my scar. I winced again. He continued, "I frankly am not fooled by such trivial matters." He frowned. "You have really attractive skin."

I blinked. My skin was slightly tan on half of it while the other side, that wasn't normally exposed to the sun, was pale. It was cool because when it was twilight it would glow, but it was in the middle of the day and was not glowing. I frowned. "Thank you?"

He smirked. "You are clearly not used to compliments."

"Uh… not really." True my mom didn't start calling me pretty until I was sixteen and I was so freaked out by it. I knew I was pretty- at least I'd like to think so, but I really didn't get complimented very often. Unless you call guys whistling to you from their car while you were playing basketball compliments or by just standing at the bus stop.

He frowned slightly. "That's too bad, but not surprising."

"Why is that?"

He rolled out a type of thin cotton strip and cut it with a pair of tiny scissors. "Normally men can't see what is staring in their face until they're gone." He picked up another bottle, squeezed its green contents onto the strip, and spread it with his long fingernails. "It is an unfortunate problem, but I am not like most guys." He smirked, picked up the medicated strip, laid it on my cut, and held it there. I hissed. He reached into the box and brought out the tape. He pulled it out with his sharp fangs, and then his nail cut it. He sliced it in two and taped the medicated strip onto my face. He examined his work, and then he put the supplies away.

"What did Sesshomaru tell you exactly?" I asked.

He frowned. "You should call him Lord Sesshomaru. He's earned that title."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. What did LORD Sesshomaru tell you about watching me?"

He mischievous aqua eyes grinned at me. "To make sure you stay out of trouble." He frowned. "I can tell that this is going to be a very difficult job."

I crossed my arms. "Why do you say that?"

"Because little one." He tilted my head up with a finger. "You might, but who's going to stop me." He leaned down and his lips brushed mine- a sweet and soft kiss.

He smirked and my mouth hung open as he sashayed out of the room.

'What the hell?' I shook and held my head between my hands. I wanted so bad to scream, but I didn't want to deal with neither Yukito nor Sesshomaru. 'Why even do something like that? I didn't even think he liked me because he'd always run away from me when we'd finished training.'

A knock sounded at the door, again. I sighed, "Come in."

Alice came in twirling around as she did with a platter of food balanced with such ease. She was a beauty beyond compare. Her hair was as golden as solar flares; eyes were two brilliant emeralds and lips red as a ripe cherry. She was the most lovely of all of Sesshomaru's servants. I'd wondered if she and Sesshomaru did anything intimate, but when I asked her, she laughed it off saying although she had like him, he'd shown no interest in her, so she moved on to someone else.

"Hello, my darling Alexandria," she bowed elegantly. "I've brought you refreshments." She sat the tray down on the side table and then sat down on the bed next to the sleeping Rin. "But, quite honestly, I've come to ask you why you left. I hadn't known of your displeasure until I found you missing when Rin started making a ruckus."

I frowned. "I had to and I rather not say why."

Her emerald eyes squinted at me. "What were you doing with Lord Sesshomaru anyway? He almost quite literally blew up the castle when he found you had gone. Did he hurt you?"

"He did, but-"

She sniffed the air. "Oh my. You smell like-" Alice leered at me with wide eyes. "Did Yukito kiss you? I did see him smirking when he passed me. But wait-"

I hung my head in shame. 'That damn bastard.'

"No wonder. You've been sleeping together."

I said appalled, "I haven't slept with Yukito!"

She shook her head. "Yukito might've kissed you, but you definitely slept with Lord Sesshomaru." I cursed. I should've bathed right when I woke up.

She tapped a nail on her face. "I was wondering why you were in his shirt. It makes sense why you left then. Odd. I could've swore-"

"That he didn't like humans?" I said.

"Well yes, but I just always thought he'd go for Natsumi, since he'd never seemed interested in anyone else."

I sighed, "Ugh."

She waved me off. "Don't get too upset Alexandria- you are beautiful. It's just odd."

"What is?"

"That his type is the one who defies him. I thought he preferred obedience, which would include Natsumi and I." She frowned, "I don't really like arguing." She sighed, "At least it's you. I can think of much worse choices."

"But I don't want him! He makes me so angry and uses me like a toy." I clenched the seat of the chair.

"You'll learn eventually that you don't have much choice in this particular matter. The seductive powers of a dominating male are beyond our comprehension." She shook her head. "As females we don't have much of a choice- if he is that dominating, but not obnoxious, ugly, or arrogant. For a woman, there can be nothing more tantalizing than a dominating male without those gross qualities." She moved close to me and said really close, "You will be his." She turned to leave, "See you in an hour Alexandria and good luck." She closed the door behind her. I rather die.

After I had bathed in the servant's separated bathing room, an hour was up and we were in the kitchen cooking. I'd been in it before, but it had always been for a snack like an apple, peach, or a piece of bread. I had never been inside when they were cooking. Alice and Shiro were the dominating cooks while a few unnamed demons cut up the veggies, cleaned dishes, or followed Harumi's orders.

Harumi was the head servant- she was the boss and reported directly to Sesshomaru along with Jaken and Yukito. She hated me- absolutely hated me, which was a major problem and I didn't even know why.

I was teaching Rin to bake an apple pie because that was pretty much the only thing that wouldn't get me in trouble or so I thought. I honestly, really wasn't a great cook. I cooked only deserts because I would always cut myself with a knife when I chopped vegetables or grate my hand when I attempted grating cheese or burn my hand when I cooked on the stove. I wasn't made for kitchen work.

While I was cutting an apple, showing Rin how, Harumi yelled at me with her red eyes narrowed, "You do this too slow," and then she would have five apples chopped without batting an eye. I whispered to Rin we'd skip that step until tomorrow when she wasn't around and moved on to rolling the batter.

Harumi was a black-haired beauty when she was messing with me. She did everything with elegance just like Alice and she was always did it with absolute perfection. It was quite admirable, but she had impossible standards. Even Shiro- the absolute best cook ever- couldn't meet her standards. He was either too slow or added too much of something. It really was ridiculous.

When my lovely apple pie was done, I took it out of the oven and placed it on a cooling rack, which was a bunch of wooden slats tied together. Harumi immediately shoved two side platters at me, "Take these out to the table." I sighed, not believing my extraordinary bad luck and followed Alice out the doors to the kitchen.

I walked into the dining room, trailing Alice at her heel. I didn't dare glance at Sesshomaru, but I did manage a glance at the demon princess Natsumi. I almost faltered, but luckily I had a warning beforehand otherwise, I might've mis-steped and ruined their dinner. Natsumi pressed her lips in a sweet smile as she glanced up at Sesshomaru from her empty plate through thick black lashes. "My lord you have such a wonderful estate. It is so much bigger than my father's."

'She is beautiful.' I frowned in disdain. For some unknown reason Sesshomaru didn't want her. I couldn't fathom why.

"Hn," Sesshomaru hummed.

We sat the platters down. I turned to follow Alice, but she regretfully hid in the shadows and motioned me beside her.

"Follow my lead," she whispered into my ear. "Serve the lord, he won't kill you if you make a mistake."

I almost smacked my head when I remembered that there would always be two servants that served us while we ate- the same two that brought the food out. Alice would always serve Jaken, Rin, and I while Harumi would always serve Sesshomaru. 'Damn.' I just couldn't avoid him.

"Don't you think it's rude my lord for servants to speak to each other in our presence?" Natsumi asked glaring at Alice and I.

"It is." Sesshomaru leered at me. "But I will let it slide this once. Alice is teaching our newest servant."

I frowned. He'd never called me a servant- jerk.

"She is but a human." Natsumi frowned, not quite understanding why the feared Lord Sesshomaru would house a human. "I wouldn't think you would let a filthy one in your home."

Sesshomaru shot a glare to her. "She is a unique exception."

"My, my I wonder." Her eyes followed my form as I poured tea for Sesshomaru.

Alice placed the rice, vegetables, and curry onto Natsumi's plate as did I for Sesshomaru without as much grace as her. We stood in the shadows, waiting them to finish their food or wait to fill their seconds. I'd always thought it awkward when Alice had served me. I would usually attempt a conversation with her.

"My lord," Natsumi began. "I will be needing a personal servant for my stay. I do not like not knowing who has touched my things."

Sesshomaru followed her eyes to me and smirked. "Who do you have in mind? Alice is our best and Harumi is our most graceful and is the head of our staff."

"What is the humans name?"

"Alexandria," he said a tad fast and Natsumi noticed.

A sly smile crept across Natsumi's pretty face. "Alexandria, hm? I think she will do fine. She smells appealing."

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes slightly and only Alice and I could sense his irritation. "Very well."

I frowned. 'Really? I was going to be this demons personal servant? My luck has literally jumped right out the window. This had not been my day.'