Two chapters in one day? The creative juices are flowing once again! Ahhhh, it feels good to be back. Chapter 37:
"Lord Sesshomaru, where are we going?" Rin asked from the back of Ah-Un. It was the question that had been on everyone's mind since they had set off that morning. The boys had been too nervous to ask and Jaken to weary, he still had the lump from last time. Ohara simply did not really care, at least, not enough to say anything.
Sesshomaru glanced over his shoulder, but did not stop, "West."
"Oh," Rin looked down, knowing she wasn't going to get any more out of him. Ohara gave her a pitied look from her position beside Lord Sesshomaru.
It had been a rather strange morning. From the moment they had gotten up, their Lord has insisted that they tidy their appearance and keep it that way. Of course, no one questioned his judgment and just did as he said, but he had piqued all their curiosity.
"Hey, Jaken?" the little girl whispered to the imp walking beside her, "Where do you think we are going?"
"How should I know?"
"Well, you have been this far West, right?" Kohaku pressed, "What's there?"
Jaken huffed, "The only think I can think of is…her? Oh my," the imp suddenly appeared deep in thought, "But why…?"
A light ahead of them alerted the children (and demons) to the arrival of another person.
"Hello Sesshomaru," she said, "My son."
Sesshomaru nodded to the woman before him in a rare sign of respect, "Mother."
It was all Ohara could do to keep herself from gaping at the finely dressed white-haired woman from her place behind Sesshomaru. This was Sesshomaru's mother? True, they did look eerily similar, their only differences (besides the fact she was a female) were the her single stripe on each cheek and how she wore her hair and pelt; in pony tails and as a boa, respectively. But she look barely older than he was! Then again, demons hardly aged the same way.
"I noticed you got some more traveling companions," the inu-demoness remarked, "I can see how the imp would become tedious after a while, but humans? I thought you hated humans. Are you going to eat them?"
Sesshomaru huffed, "No."
"Hmmmm, why have you come here? Surely not just to visit your dear mother?"
"No. You wanted me to come see you did you not?"
"Yes!" His mother smiled, "I have something to tell you!"
"Hn. What is it?" the daiyokai seemed rather board.
"I found you a suitable female!"
"WHAT?!" Jaken choked out. It was as if Ohara's heart suddenly decided to stop. Even Sesshomaru looked a little stunned.
"It took me a while…" his mother mused, seemingly ignorant to their shock. Sesshomaru was the first to recover,
"Mother…"
"I went though quite a few females actually…"
Another female? Ohara clutched at the imaginary spearhead in her chest.
"I had a hard time finding her…"
"Mother-"
"But I finally found a court-able female! Look, here she comes!"
Ohara could hardly look at the approaching girl. She wore her pelt like Sesshomaru's mother and her silvery hair in a single pony-tail. She was beautiful, otherworldly, more so than Ohara could ever dream to be.
"This is Umayo!"
Umayo? Blossom? Yes, she must be a princess or something. How did Ohara stand a chance? She faintly registered Sesshomaru's clawed hand wrap around her wrist.
"Mother-"
"Is she not lovely? What do you think?"
"I will not court her."
Ohara looked up to her lord. Did he really just say what she thought he did? It seemed she was not the only one having a hard time believing what she just herd. Sesshomaru's mother's eyes widened in shock, then narrowed in anger.
"WHAT?! After all the trouble I went through to find her, you won't even consider her?! What a wretched, ungrateful-"
"MOTHER!" Sesshomaru demanded, yanking Ohara forward, "This Sesshomaru already has a perfectly suitable female. That is the purpose of our visit, to tell you."
His mother gaped at them for a moment, then looked Ohara up and down. Meanwhile, Umayo quickly strode forward. "You cannot be serious!" she huffed, "She's not even an inu-yokai, she doesn't have the white hair."
Sesshomaru glared down at the female. Ohara glanced between the two of them, then quickly fallowed suit.
"Hn. Than what do you assume she is?"
"I don't know!" Umayo though out her hand in frustration, "But not a dog demon!"
"Mother," Sesshomaru turned his attention to the eldest woman, "This female is not only too late, but also disrespectful and quick to judge. She is secondary to my current female. Ohara,"
"Yes, MY Lord?" Ohara hummed happily.
"Show my honorable mother your true form."
She looked slightly confused, "Which one?"
"Both."
The two dog demonesses gasped, "Both?!"
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