Chapter 2
Stubborn Youth
Okamiuta watched as her servant paced in front of her. The now grown
pixie had a look of sternness that could only be compared to that of a
disappointed mother. Her iridescent green eyes flashed over the torn
silk and leaf infested hair her lady was presently sporting.
"I can't believe you did that to your future mate! And look at what
you did to your beautiful clothes and your hair!"
"Bara…I don't think it matters what I look like. You've always told me
I look better when I'm comfortable…"
"But this is the son of the Great Demon of the West! I'm sure he would
like his mate to look perfect!"
"Then I don't want him! If I can't be comfortable around my own mate,
he doesn't deserve me!"
Bara pressed her lips together into a thin line. Her lady was certainly
stubborn. She balled her fists to maintain control over her actions as
she continued to pace. She sincerely hoped Lord Fushinu would allow
Okamiuta to remain here. She was at a pretty age, but she wasn't
getting any younger. It was time to choose a mate, however she
couldn't lecture about it any longer. The wolf demon had heard the
talk many times and had acquired the ability to lip sync.
Heaving a great sigh, Bara stared at her lady with tired eyes. "He's
the only one left you know."
"I know," Okamiuta bowed her head.
* * *
"She did now?" Lord Fushinu set his wine goblet down with a hearty
laugh.
"Don't laugh father! She insulted me to no end! The woman is
impossible! I will not mate with her!" Sesshoumaru let his face
contort into a wicked frown while his arms crossed over his chest as
if his decision were final.
Still chuckling, the demon lord smiled at his son. "You're giving up
so soon? I thought you liked challenges."
"That bitch…" he shook his head so he wouldn't think of her in that
light, "woman is more than a challenge. She is far too difficult…"
"Funny…She sounds just like you," aged amber eyes laughed at the young
man. "Give her time my son. She will turn around…or you will. Either
way, you're still to be mates."
Sesshoumaru opened his mouth to rebuke, but decided against it. His
nostrils flared as his fists clenched. He glared at his father with
the eyes of a spoiled child who wasn't getting what he wanted. His
father met his glare with a chuckle forcing Sesshoumaru to turn and
let himself out of the demon lord's presence.
* * *
Jaken sprinted into his lord's chamber with the nightly meal. He, for
some reason, decided to take his meal alone that night. As the toad
demon stepped into the room, he noticed the condition of his master's
quarters. Dozens of the world's finest kimonos were strewn across the
floor accompanied by the many jewels and perfume bottles his mother
left behind when she passed away. At the moment, the young lord was
seated upon his windowsill running a jade pendant through his fingers.
Delicately, he stroked the smooth stone as his amber eyes glistened
with denied tears.
"Set it on the table Jaken. I will call you when I'm through."
"Yes, my lord." The servant bowed and did as told before leaving his
master to his thoughts.
As he left, he ran into a woman of fine stature. She had the look of a
teenager being forced to kiss her extremely old grandmother. He
watched her close her eyes as if resolving to go through with whatever
she had been told to do. Jaken cocked his head to the side and waited.
"Is this the room of Sesshoumaru-sama?"
"Yes, my lady."
"May I speak with him?"
"He is in a foul mood, my lady. It may not be wise…"
"If I don't do it now, I will never do it. Let me in."
"Yes, my lady."
Jaken opened the door once again this time accompanied by the demoness.
"My lord…there is a woman here to see you."
"Send her away. I will see no one tonight."
"You are such a slob." The voice trailed to the startled ears of the
demon lord. He turned, his face full of shocked fury, to meet the cold
glare of a disgusted female.
"Is that what you came to tell me?" he seethed through clenched teeth.
"No. I came to apologize for my earlier actions, but now that I see
the kind of life you lead…"
"Enough!" Standing, he crossed the room to face the opposing demoness.
His mother's necklace dangling from his tight fist, he stepped in
front of the calm female. Their faces nearly touched as a low growl
escaped from Sesshoumaru's chest. "What right do you have to inform me
of the filth of my room?!"
"I am to be your mate and this is a very disgusting room." She nodded
and stepped away from him. Bending over, she began to pick up the
scattered silk. Sesshoumaru raised a delicate eyebrow. He opened his
mouth to speak, but decided against it finding he enjoyed seeing her
bent at the waist. With that, he lounged upon his floor to watch her
entertain him.
"My lady, let one of the servants do…" Jaken tried to rush to
Okamiuta's aid only to be pounded into the wall by his master who wore
a triumphant grin upon his face.
Hearing the thump against the wall, Okamiuta stood to see the faithful
servant sprawled upon the floor. She pressed her lips together in a
scowl and turned to her lord. Her foot tapping, she rested her hands
upon her hips granting her a snicker laced in freshly poured wine.
"Is this how you always treat your servant?"
"He doesn't mind."
"Are you sure?" She raised her eyebrow only to hear him snicker once
again as he pointed a finger to the opposite corner.
"You missed a spot."
Okamiuta turned to see the last two silken kimonos lying upon the
floor. Promptly, she bent to retrieve them. Still bent over, she
turned to place them into the fully-grown pile to see Sesshoumaru
raise his chin and his goblet wielding hand ever so slightly to run an
intrigued index finger along his lower lip.
"Enjoying yourself?"
He grinned, "immensely."
She blessed him with a sexy grin that reeked of cynicism. Their eyes
met and narrowed, a silent challenge was being issued.
Author's Note:
What do you guys think so far? NEED FEEDBACK!!
Stubborn Youth
Okamiuta watched as her servant paced in front of her. The now grown
pixie had a look of sternness that could only be compared to that of a
disappointed mother. Her iridescent green eyes flashed over the torn
silk and leaf infested hair her lady was presently sporting.
"I can't believe you did that to your future mate! And look at what
you did to your beautiful clothes and your hair!"
"Bara…I don't think it matters what I look like. You've always told me
I look better when I'm comfortable…"
"But this is the son of the Great Demon of the West! I'm sure he would
like his mate to look perfect!"
"Then I don't want him! If I can't be comfortable around my own mate,
he doesn't deserve me!"
Bara pressed her lips together into a thin line. Her lady was certainly
stubborn. She balled her fists to maintain control over her actions as
she continued to pace. She sincerely hoped Lord Fushinu would allow
Okamiuta to remain here. She was at a pretty age, but she wasn't
getting any younger. It was time to choose a mate, however she
couldn't lecture about it any longer. The wolf demon had heard the
talk many times and had acquired the ability to lip sync.
Heaving a great sigh, Bara stared at her lady with tired eyes. "He's
the only one left you know."
"I know," Okamiuta bowed her head.
* * *
"She did now?" Lord Fushinu set his wine goblet down with a hearty
laugh.
"Don't laugh father! She insulted me to no end! The woman is
impossible! I will not mate with her!" Sesshoumaru let his face
contort into a wicked frown while his arms crossed over his chest as
if his decision were final.
Still chuckling, the demon lord smiled at his son. "You're giving up
so soon? I thought you liked challenges."
"That bitch…" he shook his head so he wouldn't think of her in that
light, "woman is more than a challenge. She is far too difficult…"
"Funny…She sounds just like you," aged amber eyes laughed at the young
man. "Give her time my son. She will turn around…or you will. Either
way, you're still to be mates."
Sesshoumaru opened his mouth to rebuke, but decided against it. His
nostrils flared as his fists clenched. He glared at his father with
the eyes of a spoiled child who wasn't getting what he wanted. His
father met his glare with a chuckle forcing Sesshoumaru to turn and
let himself out of the demon lord's presence.
* * *
Jaken sprinted into his lord's chamber with the nightly meal. He, for
some reason, decided to take his meal alone that night. As the toad
demon stepped into the room, he noticed the condition of his master's
quarters. Dozens of the world's finest kimonos were strewn across the
floor accompanied by the many jewels and perfume bottles his mother
left behind when she passed away. At the moment, the young lord was
seated upon his windowsill running a jade pendant through his fingers.
Delicately, he stroked the smooth stone as his amber eyes glistened
with denied tears.
"Set it on the table Jaken. I will call you when I'm through."
"Yes, my lord." The servant bowed and did as told before leaving his
master to his thoughts.
As he left, he ran into a woman of fine stature. She had the look of a
teenager being forced to kiss her extremely old grandmother. He
watched her close her eyes as if resolving to go through with whatever
she had been told to do. Jaken cocked his head to the side and waited.
"Is this the room of Sesshoumaru-sama?"
"Yes, my lady."
"May I speak with him?"
"He is in a foul mood, my lady. It may not be wise…"
"If I don't do it now, I will never do it. Let me in."
"Yes, my lady."
Jaken opened the door once again this time accompanied by the demoness.
"My lord…there is a woman here to see you."
"Send her away. I will see no one tonight."
"You are such a slob." The voice trailed to the startled ears of the
demon lord. He turned, his face full of shocked fury, to meet the cold
glare of a disgusted female.
"Is that what you came to tell me?" he seethed through clenched teeth.
"No. I came to apologize for my earlier actions, but now that I see
the kind of life you lead…"
"Enough!" Standing, he crossed the room to face the opposing demoness.
His mother's necklace dangling from his tight fist, he stepped in
front of the calm female. Their faces nearly touched as a low growl
escaped from Sesshoumaru's chest. "What right do you have to inform me
of the filth of my room?!"
"I am to be your mate and this is a very disgusting room." She nodded
and stepped away from him. Bending over, she began to pick up the
scattered silk. Sesshoumaru raised a delicate eyebrow. He opened his
mouth to speak, but decided against it finding he enjoyed seeing her
bent at the waist. With that, he lounged upon his floor to watch her
entertain him.
"My lady, let one of the servants do…" Jaken tried to rush to
Okamiuta's aid only to be pounded into the wall by his master who wore
a triumphant grin upon his face.
Hearing the thump against the wall, Okamiuta stood to see the faithful
servant sprawled upon the floor. She pressed her lips together in a
scowl and turned to her lord. Her foot tapping, she rested her hands
upon her hips granting her a snicker laced in freshly poured wine.
"Is this how you always treat your servant?"
"He doesn't mind."
"Are you sure?" She raised her eyebrow only to hear him snicker once
again as he pointed a finger to the opposite corner.
"You missed a spot."
Okamiuta turned to see the last two silken kimonos lying upon the
floor. Promptly, she bent to retrieve them. Still bent over, she
turned to place them into the fully-grown pile to see Sesshoumaru
raise his chin and his goblet wielding hand ever so slightly to run an
intrigued index finger along his lower lip.
"Enjoying yourself?"
He grinned, "immensely."
She blessed him with a sexy grin that reeked of cynicism. Their eyes
met and narrowed, a silent challenge was being issued.
Author's Note:
What do you guys think so far? NEED FEEDBACK!!
