A/N, thank you evewolf123 for wishing me a happy birthday! And I like it when you guys review me, it motivates me to write!
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The feeling of silk and warm linens eloped my skin as I began to awake to the sweet sounds of birdsong. Eyes still closed, I brought my hand to my face and pushed my wild hair away and stretched out the aches from long travels. We had arrived to the castle the night before, and the welcoming party was impressive, though I was much too tired to deal with the festivities, and had Jaken take me to a room to rest. When I collapsed onto the soft, large bed that had occupied the room, my eyes immediately snapped shut.
It felt amazing to be on something other than the ground, or the hard, stiff sleeping furs we would travel with. So amazing that I've refused to get out of bed to even bathe. Supporting myself on my elbows, I sat up to gaze around the beautiful room. I was expecting a Japanese styled setting, though was slightly, and pleasantly surprised when I found to to be almost Victorian. A large vanity with a beautiful mirror, a large very soft looking sofa, and this bed were the only things that were there. The walls were shimmered with gold patterns, and the huge windows led to a balcony. Though the windows, and the curtains were tightly pulled shut, not allowing any sunlight to interrupt my slumber.
There were two doors, one that led to the outer halls, and the other to my own bathing chambers. Sighing, I realized that I would have to bathe sooner or later, so I stood from my comfy heaven, and slowly made my way to the big cherry-wood doors. Pushing them as hard as I could, I realized that they might be too heavy.
"Fucking dammit." I muttered under my breath, not noticing that I had a guest. Chuuya's small hand rested next to mine on the door, and he easily pushed it open. "Thank you." Being use to his silent footsteps, and sneaky personality, I wasn't surprised that he was there.
"No thanks needed master," I rolled my eyes, "The Great Lord Sesshomaru has commanded that I be by your side at all times. I am in charge of getting your food, clothes, bathing you, and any other duties you see fit," With that he bowed deeply, until his brow nearly touched his knees. Of course that dog wouldn't allow me to be alone, though it surprised me that he chose Chuuya instead of his own servant. Turning towards the open room, I gasped.
It was absolutely beautiful. The room was full of steam, and must have been connected to a natural spring in the mountain. It was much larger than the bedroom, and many pools of different hues filled the space. The walls shimmered iridescently, and in the back of the room a large waterfall poured, serving as a shower and the source of the pools water. A small elegant shelf held a variety of gorgeous bottles filled with shimmering oils, and a tray of lovey hand carved soaps. In the large corner nearest to the door, a big pile of silk pillows in many vibrant colors, and a large fireplace beckoned me to go back to sleep.
"Wow," I breathed out, "I might make this my bedroom, and stay here forever." Chuuya let out a little giggle.
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After forcibly kicking Chuuya out of the bathing room, I was finally able to relax. I decided to rest in a small pool, and picked a small bottle of shimmering oil that smelled like fresh apples. Shedding my filthy clothes, I slowly slunk into the deep water, moaning as the heat relaxed my muscles and covered my element chapped skin. Dunking my hair under the water, I began to massage the oil into my scalp, and down to the tips. My hair has suffered from this year of rough living. I didn't have normal, silky tresses, but my course, and easily tangled curls needed to be brushed everyday to prevent them from matting. I didn't like it, but since I didn't have a shower before, I had to have it frizz.
I washed out my hair, let my mind drift back to the first time Sesshomaru brought my ethnicity up.
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A few months back.
"Everything about you is so strange," I was cuddled naked on his chest as he played with my long locks. "I've noticed that you're very different from the human women here." I chuckled.
"Well, I'm not Japanese, so that should explain my appearance." I listened to his strong heavy heart beat.
"So, what exactly are you?" I drummed my fingers against his taunt tummy, and because to explain.
"Well, it all starts with my parents. My mother was a ballet dancer from France, she has golden hair, and blue eyes, and she's close to your skin complexion. My father on the other hand is black," Sesshomaru's eyebrow lifted, "Not the literal color, silly. But he has dark skin, dark eyes, and very coarse hair. He met my mother when he was working on a photography project in France. He met my mother because her dancing troupe were going to participate as models for him. They always told me it was love at first sight. They moved together to Hawaii, got married, and had me. I guess the mix of the two of them made me look a little exotic, but it's not that uncommon in my time." His hand skimmed up my arm.
"Does your mother still dance?" I smiled at his curiosity about my life.
"No, after she had me she decided to stop. But she still gives lessons, and she even taught me, though I stopped after I turned 15."
"Why?"
"I just got bored, plus I was in so many sports, dance groups, and musical activities, I just wanted to let some go. So I dropped everything but Tahitian dance, guitar, violin, and choir." I looked up to his beautiful face, finding his eyes looking right at me. "My mother was a little sad, but her and my father supported me."
"You must really love your mother,"
"I really do. I miss her so much."
"And your father?" I paused.
"Of course I miss him too, but I was never close to him like I am with my mother." I sighed, "He was always traveling the world for the perfect picture. He actually works for a pretty popular magazine." My eyes drifted to the forest, "He was never around."
Sesshomaru made a sound of understanding, and began to gently brush the tangles out of my hair with his nimble claws. I began to drift to sleep.
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I didn't realize that I had begun to nod off until I heard the door close behind me, causing me to jump. Turning to see who interrupted my relaxing trance, I warmed to see that it was no one other than my Fluffy; well, I didn't notice Chuuya cowering behind him. His eyes blazed when they found me, barely peaking out at him from the hot water. Immediately, Chuuya began to remove Sesshomaru's armor and clothes. Quietly giving a Chuuya a command, he began to walk towards me. I helplessly watched Chuuya run out of the room, leaving me alone with the obviously aroused lord. I was not in a very sexual mood, and just wanted to sleep. However, I had a feeling that anything but relaxation was on his mind.
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The first thing he noticed about his beloved was that she looked exhausted. Her usually bright eyes were dull, and dark circles lined underneath them. But he couldn't help the blood and fire rushing to his loins when he saw her nibbling at her full lips, and the way her long black curls waved through the hot water. As he approached her, she swam to the edge of the pool, and rested her head on her arms. Though she was tired, and she looked slightly pained, he was never not shocked by how unusually beautiful she was. Stepping into the water with her, he pulled the sleepy girl onto his lap.
The back of her head rested on his chest, and he let his arm snake around her waist. He gently raked his nails over her navel, brushing over her patch of pubic hair, and reaching her thick thighs. She leaned back, pressing further into his chest. But his contact ended at that, and he let his hand leave her leg. He nearly chuckled at the venomous glare she threw his way.
"Wash my hair," He gently commanded as he swam from behind her to rest between her thighs. He pressed his back against her sex, and felt her take in a shaky breath.
"Could at least say please," she mumbled, causing him to smirk. Reaching for the small bowl next to the pool, and the small shimmering bottle, she began to wash him. Tipping his head back, she poured the hot water down his moon silver hair. The feeling was amazing, and a throaty grunt of appreciation sounded from his chest. Pouring the apple scented oil into her hands, she made her way through his pin-straight hair. He allowed himself to relax further, and rested his weight completely onto her when she didn't say anything to show discomfort. The sweet oil made his hair shimmer, and she began to braid it. "You have such nice hair, I'm so jealous." She chuckled.
"You hair is much more beautiful than mine." He felt her stop, obviously thinking about what he had said. He meant it. He loved the range of small to large spirals that cascaded down her back, the texture was interesting, and the color was so deep. He loved that she underestimated her own beauty, but it saddened him as well. He like that she was humble, but disliked that she couldn't see herself the way he saw her.
"I doubt that, Fluffy." She placed her hands onto his shoulders, and began to massage them with assistance from the oil. Her strong, yet elegant, calloused hands worked at his knots, and helped relax him even further. She rubbed his arms, back, and stomach, and gently placed her cheek on his shoulder when she was done. Placing a soft kiss onto his throat, she said she was getting out. "I don't want to get all pruney." She chuckled, trying to stand but as she tried to swim out from behind him, he held firmly onto her hip.
"Is something bothering you," His eyes warned her not to lie, but they also held concern. She sighed, sitting back down.
"I don't have any clothes." She said almost exasperated, "And I refuse to wear another kimono..." She wrapped her arms across her chest, and put on a stubborn face.
"I will alert the castles seamstress to meet with you." Her eyes lit up, and a smile split her face. "However, it must be appropriate. The demons of my court must believe that you are royalty from a far away land. Keep it," he tried to find the word.
"No, no! I understand!" Her hands clasped together, and she bobbed up and down in the water, bouncing breasts catching his eye. "I have the perfect thing!"
"Good," He pulled her into a kiss.
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A/N I have been procrastinating so hard on this chapter, omfg.
