Chapter 13: Fury Of The Females
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You finally make it into the palace and run up the stairs up to the second floor, putting as much distance as you can between Sesshomaru and yourself. You lean on the nearest wall and you sink to the floor, curling your legs up until they reach your chest. You lean your head up against the wall, catching your breath. But not because of the running, you can run till the ends of the Earth and not get the least bit tired, your rapid breathing was due to your nerves. You just can't believe the sight you just saw, it seems that the image of Sesshomaru looking so peaceful and serene has taken a permanent engraving upon your mind. But you can't help but also get the feeling that he knew that you were there, and that's what worries you the most.
'But how could he have seen me?' You think. 'I was hidden well enough.' But then you remember the way he brought his nose up into the air, and you remember the slight twitching it made. 'Oh yeah. I bet he couldn't see me at all, but he could smell me! How could I be so stupid?' You scream in your head as you mentally slap yourself for your careless mistake.
"I bet he'll come up and murder me!" You say to yourself, your famous sarcasm working its way through your mouth, even at a time like this. You stand up slowly and look through the window that rested above your head. Fortunately for you, this window is situated in a perfect place for you to see the pond. You look cautiously through the window, you can see the immense waterfall, even above the soaring trees. You can also see what you are looking for, the exact spot in the water where Sesshomaru had been standing. But there is one thing missing, and that is Sesshomaru himself. You look throughout that whole area, the pond, the trees, any spot that he might be, and yet, he is not there. You know that this doesn't bode well for you.
"Oh shit. I'm in trouble now." You say as you walk away from the window in more of a rush than you would have normally felt comfortable with. The best thing you can think of is to not stay in one place for too long, and hopefully Sesshomaru won't bother to look for you anymore.
You decide that you might as well go back to the library and see what other books are there since last time you didn't get to enjoy the full measure of the number of books there. By now the palace has become familiar to you so you manage to weave your way through the halls and you can smell the scent of the books wafting to your nose. You turn the corner and you can see the large engraved door that separates you and the books and you proceed to the other side of the hall. However, you don't make it to the door as you trip over something unfamiliar that has a detestable scent. You can't make out the full form of this unknown 'thing' as your face hits the floor and you are sprawled out in the middle of the corridor, the wind totally knocked out of you.
You regain your breath and look around for whatever it was the just tripped you. "What the?" You ask the hallway, searching the answer to your question.
But then you get the answer, but not from the hall, but from the something itself, or really the someone.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, hon. I suppose I didn't see you."
The voice is enough to make you grit your teeth. It is a beautiful voice actually, fluid and seductive, but you don't like the sarcasm the drips from the words coming from the voice. You quickly stand up and come face to face with a woman. A woman that you have not seen in the palace before.
You manage to get a good look at her and once again the word 'seductive' comes into your head. She has a thin, dainty figure, with long limbs, not much unlike your own. She is also about the same height as you, standing only about an inch taller than you. She wears a silk black kimono with a matching red obi. But this kimono is incredibly short, even shorter than your everyday kimonos, it only falls about a third of the way down her thighs and the neck of her kimono is slightly open strategically enough so that it manages to show her chest area more than usual. She also has a unique shade of lavender hair that flows in slight waves down to the small of her back complete with matching violet eyes. She would look gorgeous, really, if it didn't seem that she was trying to sell of her body for the first "decent-looking" male that came her way. She has her arms crossed in front of her chest, placing them underneath her breasts so that they are pushed out even more, if that could ever be possible.
You pretend to dust off any excess dirt that could have fallen on your kimono, and you place your arms in a position to match hers. "No, it's all right, hon, it's all my fault." You say through gritted teeth, mocking her. You can tell that you're really not going to like her, whoever she is.
She doesn't seem to take the hint, and if she does, she seems to be mocking you as you did her. "I guess you're right. It is all your fault." She replies in a natural snobbish tone which makes your jaw drop.
You are now shaking with fury at her indecorous response. Your eyes begin to glaze over into a crimson red color, you are going to make her pay dearly for humiliating you and insulting you. Normally you would be more peaceful in such a situation, but after the little incident earlier had caused your nerves to abandon you, they seemed to have also taken your common sense with them.
"Oh, hon. Don't even try to use up all your weak pathetic energy on me. Believe me, you won't get far." She says, waving you off like some common filth.
"And just what are you implying with that?!" You spit at her.
She smiles devilishly. "Oh, nothing, hon. It's just that you could never defeat me in a battle. I, Iyana, princess of the Eastern Lands, daughter to the great dog demon Lord Makoto and lover of the great Lord Sesshomaru!" She proclaims, standing up to her fullest height.
You don't think you have ever been more dumbstruck in your life. You blink several times as your forehead furrows and your eyes dart back and forth, you still trying to soak in her words. And when they finally sink in you can't help but throw your head back and laugh, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.
Her face contorts into a look of rage. "What do you find so incredibly funny?" She asks.
You wipe away the tears falling down your cheeks and you compose yourself once again, but a huge smile is still plastered on your face. "Oh nothing, hon." You mock. "It's just that I thought you said that you were Sesshomaru's lover." You say with a slight sigh from all your laughing.
"Yes, I did, and I am! As a matter of fact, Lord Sesshomaru is deeply in love with me." She says defiantly.
"Yes, I'm really sure he is." You say. "I'm sorry to burst your bubble dear. Actually, I couldn't be happier to burst your bubble, but I feel that you must know that Sesshomaru would never fall for some sluttish little priss such as yourself."
"What would you know of Lord Sesshomaru?" She asks. "You are nothing more than a servant. Could you in fact, be one of Lord Sesshomaru's whores?"
"WHAT!? How dare you even think that I would disgrace myself to be a whore for anyone!? And I am not, I repeat not, a servant! I am Akaria, daughter of Lord Taiyo and Lady Tsuki, and goddess of the Sun and Moon!"
"Oh. So you are the poor, tragic, little brat that Lord Inu No Taisho allows to live here and sully his palace." She says as though this is a minor discovery.
You eyes glaze over to a deep crimson red. You intend to show this girl who the real brat is! You are going to make her pay for humiliating and insulting you. You are just about ready to lunge at her, aiming to rip her throat right out of her neck.
"You are going to pay for that you little slut!" You scream, cracking your knuckles and extending your fingers, your long claw-like nails ready to slit flesh.
She doesn't pay any notion to your death threat, though as her eyes widen in excitement. She is looking over your shoulders, or really, past your shoulders, at something or someone that seems to be standing a short distance behind you.
She unceremoniously pushes past you, but not without saying in a seductive, yet over-trying innocent and surprised voice. "Oh! Lord Sesshomaru! How wonderful to see you again!
You eyes immediately revert back to their golden hue as you slowly turn around to where Iyana rushed over, praying, hoping that this is some sort of messed up joke just to spite you. Your hopes are easily dashed, though, as your eyes fall on Iyana clinging onto the muscular arm of one obviously pissed off and slightly annoyed Sesshomaru.