Sesshoumaru sat serenely (or so it seemed) on the porch, quietly meditating with his eyes closed.
"So she's going to the village tonight." He thought to himself, his jaw slightly clenching. "Going to the village. Alone. No, not alone. With a boy. A mortal boy. A mortal boy subject to all the hormones and urges his pathetically weak race is subject to. Urges to take-" Sesshoumaru eyebrow began twitching as he frowned. He took a deep cleansing breath to stop. "I don't need to worry. It's only one night and nothing will happen to the girl."
The distance giggle of Rin from indoors reached Sesshoumaru's keen ears. "Well how about this one!" She giggled, obviously trying on various kimonos behind the blind in her room, then coming out to model for Jaken's opinion.
(Jaken was, of course happily helping out Rin because he didn't have to go to the festival himself. It was bad enough all the times he was stepped on when he went to market, in Jaken's opinion. "Imagine going into a crowded festival!")
"I like the blue flowers on that one. But this Jaken thinks that maybe that kimono might be too small. It hugs your hips too much."
"It's supposed to. I picked it up the other day specifically to 'accentuate' the curves I have."
Sesshoumaru had heard enough. In a near instant he was in Rin's room. Rin and Jaken, startled blinked up at him as he looked at Rin's kimono. It was a pale yellow silk with embroidered blue flowers tumbling down the sleeves. She looked very nice, Sesshoumaru had to admit, which caused his jaw to clench even more. He didn't want her to look appealing to anyone.
He went to the chest containing her clothing and rooted through it. Finally he pulled out the cloth of a pink kimono with small white flower bunches all over it. Sesshoumaru knew it was bought too large hoping that Rin would grow into it. Very covering and modest. "You will wear this one if you want to go."
"Oh." Rin said, blinking at the clothes for a second before taking it and smiling up at Sesshoumaru. "Very well, Sesshoumaru-sama. I've never been to a festival so I didn't know what to wear. Thank you!"
Sesshoumaru looked into Rin's innocent face and briefly considered changing his mind and just forbidding her from attending the festival at all but that would have crushed the sweet enthusiastic excitement held in her smile. Now, thoroughly irritated at his own weakness, Sesshoumaru stomped out of the room without another word.
Sesshoumaru paced the hallway. "I am actually getting...upset." He realized he was also unconsciously cracking the knuckles of his fingers. "I am Sesshoumaru, Lord of the Western Lands. I have no reason to be upset about this. I will remain calm."
And Sesshoumaru then did go back to his calm and regal manner... for a good one and a half minutes until someone knocked at the front door.
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Okay! Thanks for all the reviews I got on this story. Its been the most enthusiastic set of reviews I've had. I would like to apologize to the 5 reviewers that got deleted when I was trying to get ffnet to work for me.I reposted them in one lump review.
I will need some help from reviewers. If any of you have any information on Japanese festivals, please share. The only local ones I've been to recently is the Whole Enchilada Festival (celebrating the world's largest enchilada) and the festival for the Virgin of Guadalupe in Turtugas. Not very Japanese is it.