FINALLY!! I know that I have been bad for not updating but here it is. I
also had a perfectly good reason though.
Ok. Authoress who is pissed off at mother = very emotional chappie
Jessica is gonna start to get a little feisty because she senses something. But she just can't place it.
Thank you...
Keri Maxwell- the only reason why I write 'u' instead of 'you' is because my hand gets cramped typing. I'll most definitely take it into consideration though! The readers are first or so I hear ^_^
Naptina- IT'S HERE! Thanks for reviewing again! Glad you still like. And it's not rude to ask. Hey I do this to answer you're questions. The thing is that I wrote the original version in my notebook (I do it hand written first) like 2 weeks ago or something. Now that I had a chance to take a break from it I just looked over it again and realized that it was kinda going nowhere. So I am making Jessica slowly darker (not evil though.) yeah I stayed with my rough outline but the dialogue and the way she acts is totally different from which I had first thought.
Whew! Sorry that I haven't updated in awhile. I was writing Revenge is Sweet. Mentioning that do you realize that I am gonna be writing a chappie from that story simultaneously as this one? Don't blame me if I accidentally switch characters on you!
Confrontations and the Ice Queen: Part 3: The Ice
She was floating on a cloud, streaking her way downtown. "Shit, shit, shit! I am so late!" called Jessica as she urged her cloud to fly faster. (A/N I wish that I had a flying cloud! Waaaaaaa!) Her lessons. How could she forget about her lessons? Well, it's not like she liked the teacher or anything but ice dancing was her other passion (A/N besides killing demons!) she kept her face still though, emotions starting and stopping inside due to years of practice.
Her eyes darted from side to side. 'All most there...' she thought. 'Touch down!' She landed on the roof and scuttled through the door and down the stairs. After she reached the main hall she turned left, and then left again, finding the changing rooms. As she hurried along she almost put her ice skates on before her pants. Bad thing to do.
Correcting her mistake she pulled up her tight, navy cotton pants that seemed like a second skin. Next she put on her water colored fairy elastic shirt (the strap kind) that rode-up on her stomach, a jet black sports bra underneath. Undoing her braid and then quickly putting it up into a simple pony-tail she hurried to lace up her deadly looking black skates. The ones that her teacher scorned because they weren't the appropriate color.
That's when she noticed something shinny behind her discarded clothes. "Oh damn," said she. It was the Tenseiga. Now she was going to have a mad demon manic hunting for her. She stuffed her street clothes into a locker and as a last minute decision she snatched up the now miniature blade and tucked it into her pants. 'Better he confronts me then scare the hell out of women changing!' she thought dryly. (A/N just imagine!)
Stomping over to the rink she felt an unfamiliar chill that did not come from the ice curl up her spine. It gave her unwanted chills and gave her a sense of uneasiness. She was on edge now. These feelings that she had had for the past few days had been so...evil like. But not exactly. The frightening part was that it was not altogether unfamiliar.
As she reached her goal she heard her tutor cry out, "where have you been? Your ten minutes late for crying out loud! You'll go nowhere in life if you're always late!"
That was about as Jesse could take. The last week or so had been absolute hell: her not sleeping, her crystal acting up, psycho-friends, almost being killed by her sister's driving, and a powerful demon with an ego problem showing up at her school. She was about to snap. Training or no, no one could last that long without some emotional issues. And damn anyone that got into her way!
"Listen here you freak!" screamed an exasperated Jessica, "my life has gone a-wire and I don't think that I need you to tell me that I'll fail in life and end up working at McDonald's! In the greater schemes of life do you think that ten fucking minutes of one freaking ice-skating lesson really matters? You really are a prick if you think that. And you know what? I don't need any more losers in my life right now. One school full is enough. So pack your bags, missy, because you're fired!" (A/N YES!)
Jessica took a nice deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt better now. She reopened her eyes to notice a dust trail of where her ex-teacher ran off. Because she was normally emotionless these extremely rare rants really freaked people put. She'd have to remember that when she was having trouble with Allison.
Knowing that today's lesson would go tutorless, she put on her own music to match her mood and proceeded to vent out the rest of her frustrations on the ice.
Elsewhere-----------------------------------
Sesshoumaru sniffed the air delicately. He was having a hard time following her unusual scent. It was as though she hadn't even touched the ground. (A/N we know but Fluffy doesn't. ^_^) He was making slow progress and that was frustrating him to no end. He felt like tearing something apart limb from limb but these humans would probably notice that. And he didn't need that right now, to be delayed any longer, so he shook off these urges and continued to follow his nose. (A/N so KAWAII! Don't mind the pun. ^_^)
Fifteen minutes later he smelled something cold. 'Ice,' he thought. As he followed the woman's aroma he kept getting closer and closer to that smell. He finally reached a building that said 'Ice Skating' at the top. He guessed Jessica was inside but he had no idea why. He entered and twisted his way thought the corridors until he passed by the public rinks and on to the private ones.
He reached one that smelled particularly strong of the person that he was tracking. Hard rock music blared loudly from inside and he could hear faint scratching noises that didn't seem like it was coming from the radio.
Resisting the urge to charge in and strangle the girl, he opened the door slowly and peeked inside. The first thing that he saw was a blazing whiteness. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he spotted Jessica doing dangerous leaps and bounds at a break necking speed in perfect beat with the music. He stepped quietly inside and then watched.
She was definitely good, he noted. Even if she danced to fast-paced rock her twirls were flawless, her landings graceful. He spotted something silver at her hip. 'Tenseiga?' He was about to move in for the kill when he noticed shinning water droplets fly from her face. 'Tears?' he wondered.
He leapt quickly over the railing and skid his way over to where Jessica was currently preparing for another high jump. He made it under her just as she came down and caught her. Jess's eyes flew open to reveal watery tears not yet shed. But Sesshoumaru was behind her and did not see this. His hands wound their way to rest at her hip to make a grab at the Tenseiga, but she was struggling too hard for him to get a good grip on it. Instead his hands clutched the radio's remote control and he quickly turned it off before she could escaped his hold and before he could calm her down.
He sat down on the ice and stroked her hair. "Shhhh," he said not really understanding why he was comforting her. Realizing that she had nothing to fear now, Jessica stopped struggling and leaned back into his embrace, sitting between his outstretched legs. She silently cried for a few more minutes before she whipped her eyes clear and turned around to face him.
Sesshoumaru noticed that her cheeks were flushed pink and her eyes wide and glistening. "Why'd you stop me?" she asked faintly. Sesshoumaru tucked a free strand of hair behind her ear before answering.
"You were about to kill yourself," he whispered. (A/N Fluffy / Jessica moment!) She looked down in embarrassment, her blush darkening. "Besides you have something that I want." (A/N he ruined it!)
"Errr... thanks?" she asked looking up again to meet his eyes. She blinked all of a sudden realizing exactly what he meant. She timidly retrieved Tenseiga from the place at her hip and placed it on the ice beside her. "Ummm... sorry about taking your sword..." she was silenced by Sessho placing a finger over her mouth.
"You don't have to explain," he said. He didn't know why, but her tears had vanquished his anger towards her all together. There was more to this girl then her indifferent mask revealed. (A/N looks like the brother are more alike then they'd care to admit!)
To his and her complete surprise he placed a quick kiss on her forehead before helping her up and grabbing the Tenseiga. It was then when he noticed her outfit. He blushed and looked away. It hugged her perfect curves tightly. Jesse slowly led them off the ice, skating almost lazily. She held him by the hand and for some unknown reason to her felt slightly colder when he let go. 'Just an after affect to my emotional breakdown,' she convinced herself.
Lata--------------------------------------------
As Jessica walked home from the rink (remember Rose has the car) she remembered why she had broken down and had abandoned her usual impassive façade. She glanced up at the setting sun. She had recalled the last time she had felt that chilly feeling. An aura she had hoped never to face again. She shivered and clutched her arms around her body.
'But why did I allow the demon to comfort me?' Was she starting to have feelings for a inu-youkai? (A/N yeah she knows what type. Somehow. It will be answered later for all of you who had already asked me that question.) She fervently hoped not, it would get in the way of her work.
But even if she was, that something in the air spelled doom all over again. She huddled into herself as a particularly cold gust brushed her back. She hoped that she would never have to face it again. One time was more then enough.
End for now--------------------------------------------
Done with Confrontations and the Ice Queen! Yes.
Tell me, would you rather have a party scene or a battle scene next chapter? It won't affect anything except the order.
Chow! hazel
Ok. Authoress who is pissed off at mother = very emotional chappie
Jessica is gonna start to get a little feisty because she senses something. But she just can't place it.
Thank you...
Keri Maxwell- the only reason why I write 'u' instead of 'you' is because my hand gets cramped typing. I'll most definitely take it into consideration though! The readers are first or so I hear ^_^
Naptina- IT'S HERE! Thanks for reviewing again! Glad you still like. And it's not rude to ask. Hey I do this to answer you're questions. The thing is that I wrote the original version in my notebook (I do it hand written first) like 2 weeks ago or something. Now that I had a chance to take a break from it I just looked over it again and realized that it was kinda going nowhere. So I am making Jessica slowly darker (not evil though.) yeah I stayed with my rough outline but the dialogue and the way she acts is totally different from which I had first thought.
Whew! Sorry that I haven't updated in awhile. I was writing Revenge is Sweet. Mentioning that do you realize that I am gonna be writing a chappie from that story simultaneously as this one? Don't blame me if I accidentally switch characters on you!
Confrontations and the Ice Queen: Part 3: The Ice
She was floating on a cloud, streaking her way downtown. "Shit, shit, shit! I am so late!" called Jessica as she urged her cloud to fly faster. (A/N I wish that I had a flying cloud! Waaaaaaa!) Her lessons. How could she forget about her lessons? Well, it's not like she liked the teacher or anything but ice dancing was her other passion (A/N besides killing demons!) she kept her face still though, emotions starting and stopping inside due to years of practice.
Her eyes darted from side to side. 'All most there...' she thought. 'Touch down!' She landed on the roof and scuttled through the door and down the stairs. After she reached the main hall she turned left, and then left again, finding the changing rooms. As she hurried along she almost put her ice skates on before her pants. Bad thing to do.
Correcting her mistake she pulled up her tight, navy cotton pants that seemed like a second skin. Next she put on her water colored fairy elastic shirt (the strap kind) that rode-up on her stomach, a jet black sports bra underneath. Undoing her braid and then quickly putting it up into a simple pony-tail she hurried to lace up her deadly looking black skates. The ones that her teacher scorned because they weren't the appropriate color.
That's when she noticed something shinny behind her discarded clothes. "Oh damn," said she. It was the Tenseiga. Now she was going to have a mad demon manic hunting for her. She stuffed her street clothes into a locker and as a last minute decision she snatched up the now miniature blade and tucked it into her pants. 'Better he confronts me then scare the hell out of women changing!' she thought dryly. (A/N just imagine!)
Stomping over to the rink she felt an unfamiliar chill that did not come from the ice curl up her spine. It gave her unwanted chills and gave her a sense of uneasiness. She was on edge now. These feelings that she had had for the past few days had been so...evil like. But not exactly. The frightening part was that it was not altogether unfamiliar.
As she reached her goal she heard her tutor cry out, "where have you been? Your ten minutes late for crying out loud! You'll go nowhere in life if you're always late!"
That was about as Jesse could take. The last week or so had been absolute hell: her not sleeping, her crystal acting up, psycho-friends, almost being killed by her sister's driving, and a powerful demon with an ego problem showing up at her school. She was about to snap. Training or no, no one could last that long without some emotional issues. And damn anyone that got into her way!
"Listen here you freak!" screamed an exasperated Jessica, "my life has gone a-wire and I don't think that I need you to tell me that I'll fail in life and end up working at McDonald's! In the greater schemes of life do you think that ten fucking minutes of one freaking ice-skating lesson really matters? You really are a prick if you think that. And you know what? I don't need any more losers in my life right now. One school full is enough. So pack your bags, missy, because you're fired!" (A/N YES!)
Jessica took a nice deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt better now. She reopened her eyes to notice a dust trail of where her ex-teacher ran off. Because she was normally emotionless these extremely rare rants really freaked people put. She'd have to remember that when she was having trouble with Allison.
Knowing that today's lesson would go tutorless, she put on her own music to match her mood and proceeded to vent out the rest of her frustrations on the ice.
Elsewhere-----------------------------------
Sesshoumaru sniffed the air delicately. He was having a hard time following her unusual scent. It was as though she hadn't even touched the ground. (A/N we know but Fluffy doesn't. ^_^) He was making slow progress and that was frustrating him to no end. He felt like tearing something apart limb from limb but these humans would probably notice that. And he didn't need that right now, to be delayed any longer, so he shook off these urges and continued to follow his nose. (A/N so KAWAII! Don't mind the pun. ^_^)
Fifteen minutes later he smelled something cold. 'Ice,' he thought. As he followed the woman's aroma he kept getting closer and closer to that smell. He finally reached a building that said 'Ice Skating' at the top. He guessed Jessica was inside but he had no idea why. He entered and twisted his way thought the corridors until he passed by the public rinks and on to the private ones.
He reached one that smelled particularly strong of the person that he was tracking. Hard rock music blared loudly from inside and he could hear faint scratching noises that didn't seem like it was coming from the radio.
Resisting the urge to charge in and strangle the girl, he opened the door slowly and peeked inside. The first thing that he saw was a blazing whiteness. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he spotted Jessica doing dangerous leaps and bounds at a break necking speed in perfect beat with the music. He stepped quietly inside and then watched.
She was definitely good, he noted. Even if she danced to fast-paced rock her twirls were flawless, her landings graceful. He spotted something silver at her hip. 'Tenseiga?' He was about to move in for the kill when he noticed shinning water droplets fly from her face. 'Tears?' he wondered.
He leapt quickly over the railing and skid his way over to where Jessica was currently preparing for another high jump. He made it under her just as she came down and caught her. Jess's eyes flew open to reveal watery tears not yet shed. But Sesshoumaru was behind her and did not see this. His hands wound their way to rest at her hip to make a grab at the Tenseiga, but she was struggling too hard for him to get a good grip on it. Instead his hands clutched the radio's remote control and he quickly turned it off before she could escaped his hold and before he could calm her down.
He sat down on the ice and stroked her hair. "Shhhh," he said not really understanding why he was comforting her. Realizing that she had nothing to fear now, Jessica stopped struggling and leaned back into his embrace, sitting between his outstretched legs. She silently cried for a few more minutes before she whipped her eyes clear and turned around to face him.
Sesshoumaru noticed that her cheeks were flushed pink and her eyes wide and glistening. "Why'd you stop me?" she asked faintly. Sesshoumaru tucked a free strand of hair behind her ear before answering.
"You were about to kill yourself," he whispered. (A/N Fluffy / Jessica moment!) She looked down in embarrassment, her blush darkening. "Besides you have something that I want." (A/N he ruined it!)
"Errr... thanks?" she asked looking up again to meet his eyes. She blinked all of a sudden realizing exactly what he meant. She timidly retrieved Tenseiga from the place at her hip and placed it on the ice beside her. "Ummm... sorry about taking your sword..." she was silenced by Sessho placing a finger over her mouth.
"You don't have to explain," he said. He didn't know why, but her tears had vanquished his anger towards her all together. There was more to this girl then her indifferent mask revealed. (A/N looks like the brother are more alike then they'd care to admit!)
To his and her complete surprise he placed a quick kiss on her forehead before helping her up and grabbing the Tenseiga. It was then when he noticed her outfit. He blushed and looked away. It hugged her perfect curves tightly. Jesse slowly led them off the ice, skating almost lazily. She held him by the hand and for some unknown reason to her felt slightly colder when he let go. 'Just an after affect to my emotional breakdown,' she convinced herself.
Lata--------------------------------------------
As Jessica walked home from the rink (remember Rose has the car) she remembered why she had broken down and had abandoned her usual impassive façade. She glanced up at the setting sun. She had recalled the last time she had felt that chilly feeling. An aura she had hoped never to face again. She shivered and clutched her arms around her body.
'But why did I allow the demon to comfort me?' Was she starting to have feelings for a inu-youkai? (A/N yeah she knows what type. Somehow. It will be answered later for all of you who had already asked me that question.) She fervently hoped not, it would get in the way of her work.
But even if she was, that something in the air spelled doom all over again. She huddled into herself as a particularly cold gust brushed her back. She hoped that she would never have to face it again. One time was more then enough.
End for now--------------------------------------------
Done with Confrontations and the Ice Queen! Yes.
Tell me, would you rather have a party scene or a battle scene next chapter? It won't affect anything except the order.
Chow! hazel