Chapter 10
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To AnimeWoman76, AmeliaDoloreFan21, thank you for following and making this story a favourite! And most of all for having patience with my untimely postings! To everyone I sincerely apologize for this delay in posting, but I do hope you all enjoy this chapter!
Now on to give credit where it is deserved, CASEY525 you are the most wonderful person you helped my soul out with lyrics! THANK YOU!.
The songs used are a mix of a little
Indian: Hajime's songs: Akhiyan (meaning eyes) sung by Rahat Fateh Ali Khan from the movie Mirza,
Greek: Thelo na me nioseis by Nikos Vertis
I got the translations from . Soo feel free to go look for the full songs.
HAPPY READING MY LOVELIES!
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Slowly the hours flowed by, time passing leisurely as if it knew the torment that faced Sesshomaru in his heart. He just wanted to get over with this task so he can move on and finally win her hand… legally. Nature had a cruel way of playing and this was her best game yet. Slowly the sun began to sink behind the mountains, painting the sky with slight hues of purples and pinks. The clouds bursting in orange happiness, lined with the anticipating indigo waiting plaster the sky in darkness. Little by little the minutes ran faster and faster, till the time was six. Slowly, little silvery twinkling dots appeared in the navy blue-black sky. Nature seemed quite aware of the feat that was about to take place.
The center of the village was the hype of activity as the stage had literally been set for this grand showdown of musical prowess. Kagome, Sango and their respective husbands had pitched in to help, with Kagome leaving early to help Rin get ready, leaving with a not-too-discreet smirk in Sesshomaru's direction, leaving Sango, Miroku and the hanyou to finish the decorating. The stage was impressive amongst the myriad of colours; the light golds, mild mint greens, and navy blues blended together creating a somewhat similar scene to Sesshomaru's garden in his living quarters in the palace. Flowers were scattered everywhere, bunches strewn across the top of the stage. Roses and lilies of the valleys bunched together lined the area where the competitors were to perform. Lilacs and bleeding hearts hung from the roof, whilst flowers who had spent their lifespan of a few hours showered their white petals onto the stage covering every square inch with a snow-like replica in winter. Torches were placed around the stage and along the pathway to the council hall, where Rin was getting ready to make her entrance.
Finally, Kagome emerged, bringing with her the most beautiful heaven maiden that Sesshomaru had seen. Her hair was done in a simple style; a few strands twisting into an elegant peony shaped flower, while the rest remained loose, to flow freely about her as she walked. The gentle breeze carried her scent to him; a slight tang that tinged of a sweetness that promised to intoxicate but only teased of its power. A hint of rose dipped in dew clung to her clothes and her hair.
She is everything as we had hoped, is she not?
Sesshomaru's inner demon sprung to life, and he could not believe his ears, but it purred in contentment.
This Sesshomaru does not make such undignified noises. You will do well to remember.
Sooner or later we shall see…
It had been a while since his full demon had surfaced, with each growing day he had felt more powerful, until tonight, his demon making an appearance meant that his powers were no longer remaining suppressed. A bolt of happiness struck him at the thought.
Returning his attention to Rin, he realized that he would have to express his gratitude to the miko once more. Both Sesshomaru and Rin were dressed exactly the same. A royal blue outer layer covered in white lilies embroidered on the sleeves and hems. Golden petals rising from the lilies creating a movement in the pattern when both moved. The material was a soft silk, with the threads of silver woven into the fabric thereby mimicking the night that was quickly seeping in through the clouds above. For inside layers, Rin's first layer was a silvery white, that gleamed in the new moon's light, mimicking the silvery wisps that was the hair of her beloved. On contrary, his layer was a black like his beloved's hair, with the subtle threads weaving together to make a red hue appear, that matched his trousers, a deeper black than the night, whilst his second layers was a deeper pink than Rin's that peeked out from under the blue colour.
No one seemed to notice the coincidence in dress colours, or was just being polite to not point it out for the sake of giving Hajime a feigned chance of winning her heart. Speaking of said nuisance; the little wimp was already taking his place on stage, gloating that he had won the last task. Rin had moved away from the stairs and chose to sat opposite Sesshomaru, on the assigned seat on the straw mats covered with blankets. Uncharacteristically, she kept her head down, but she managed to sneak a peek every once in a while to find that her beloved Lord of West's gaze was fixed on her. A slight tinge of colour raised from her neck to her cheeks that looked flushed and pink, which wreaked havoc on Sesshomaru's not too polite thoughts.
Beginning his rendition, he formally announced the name of the song he would be performing together with a little narcissism.
"I would like to dedicate these songs to the lovely Rin. Hoping that she would see my true heart and the love it holds for her. During my travels to many countries I had to learn many languages, two of which I would sing in. of course I would translate it into our native tongue so my little love would not be confused…"
Too high on himself, he did not see Rin's eyes rolling in utter annoyance, but the action did not go unnoticed by the one who sat opposite her.
He soon began to enunciate and used his voice to croon. A melody that was both unfamiliar and yet pleasant. In fairness, Rin had to admit the first song was beginning to sound very promising, and little by little she began to feel the nerves of worry spring forth in her body as she hoped Sesshomaru would be better. No. She prayed that he would win this one. The fish was a disaster, but she knew in her heart he had tried. But this was a different task, he did not exude the finesse nor patience for music… or was she judging him too hard? Quietly she sent a prayer to the heavens, whilst Hajime gently crooned his first song whose meaning spoke his eyes:
Oh! Beloved Smiling in my eyes
Oh! Beloved residing in my heart
My life is yours
Before I die I wish to give you my life
I looked at you and my eyes fell in love with you
My eyes were so mesmerized they forgot the whole world
Even God must have fallen in love
As is the condition of fish without water
Such difficult has been my living without you
Long has been my wait, come and take me away with you
Loneliness has dispersed me straw by straw
These long separations from you have taken my life away
Day and night I am restless
Oh! I have turned crazy
Even my pulse has started to stop
The last ray of hope seems to be leaving me too
Even God must have fallen in love
Even God must have fallen in love
As he finished the last chorus, the crowd that had gathered remained silent then slowly a clapping wave erupted, at first one by one then the night's air filled with shouts and cries of praise and happiness at the end of the performance.
Sesshomaru all but wanted to rip out his vocal chords. Rin remained transfixed, her eyes wide, unreadable glistening with hints of tears that threatened to overspill. A slow smile, feral and threatening spread over the ningen's face, his eyes flashed a sickly green and red. Something was different. Sesshomaru sensed a slight shift in the air, his body tensed for an attack but none never came. Yet his senses seemed heightened, he could taste the bloodlust that only surfaced when he was in danger of an attack and when his change into his true yokai form was necessary. Yet the stillness in the air was too much to ignore, his senses remained alert as his eye remained like Rin's; transfixed on Hajime. His posture had changed, his smile once feral a second ago was now the same boyish grin, his eyes were the normal colour of the dead earth; black. Yet Sesshoamru could not shake this uneasiness; looking to Rin, he knew she sensed it too. She looked to him by instinct and habit, acknowledging that something was not right.
She could not shake the feeling that she was almost possessed by the music, and that a strange shift in the air made her senses on hyper alert. She remained quiet waiting for the attack, poised for action if need be.
Hajime continued to gab about his next rendition saying it come from the travels to Greece. He began the opening lines and continued to croon, the very same silence fell on the gathered as they soaked in the performance, their bodies swaying to the simplicity of the music and the potent lyrics:
If only you knew how much I hate the nights,
Because they punish me for losing you
I can punish you with a lot worse, Sesshomaru's inner yokai muttered.
I admit that I want to see you
May I never have to go through another night like this
YOU MAY NEVER HAVE TO GO THROUGH ANOTHER NIGHT AGAIN AFTER I AM DONE WITH YOU WIMP.
I want you to feel me
Don't betray me
I want to hear you say that you love me
HAVE YOU NO RESPECT FOR THE LADY OF THE WEST? YOU WILL DIE NINGEN!
I want you to feel me
Don't kill me
Please say that everything that has begun for us isn't over
IT IS OVER! *GROWLS VICIOUSLY WHILE CONTEMPLATING A SLOW TORTUROUS METHOD TO END HIM*
If only you knew how many hours I've counted
They're like wounds on my body
I CAN MAIM YOU BETTER -_-
Too many have passed (hours) since I've seen you
And if you don't come, I feel like I'm going to die
THEN DO IT -_-
He repeated the chorus and then ended in a calm note that belied the frenzy of the hate it spurred in the yokai. Sesshomaru practically on the edge of his seat his sword unsheathed a millimeter waiting to attack the human for his loose tongue. Slowly he put his instruments down and got up, his eye never leaving Rin's, he left the stage and took his seat next to Sesshomaru who had replaced his sword for the sake of being dignified.
"I think we all know who is going to win…" Hajime whispered a toothy grin covering his face.
Right then and there Sesshomaru wanted to end his life, but dignified he was.
"My Lord Sesshomaru does not have to grace u with an answer worthless toad. You better watch your tongue when speaking to my Lord. You should be grateful you aren't dead yet! Why I ought to have your head burned alive with my staff… you worthle-"
Hajime knocked the toad demon into the nearby bushes with one swing of his hand, effectively silencing Jaken.
Sesshomaru rose gracefully and made his way to the stage. He would see to it that this ningen learn his place in the hierarchy of the world.
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