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*Thank you for taking time out to read this story of mine (which is my first by the way, so please be kind).
*I have only seen five episodes of Inu Yasha (and the episodes I saw were out of order) and I barely know anything about the show except for the information that I gather from websites and stories that I've read so there might be slight OOC.
*Inu Yasha does not belong to me nor does the characters that are mention in the story.
*Ajika (a name that I heard on Tenchi something) is my own little character.
*Ajika sounds like Ah-ji-ka.
Words in italics are thoughts by the character(s).
Words that are in bold are flashbacks by the character(s).
Words that are in parenthesis ( ) are my thoughts.
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CAN IT EVER BE? – Chapter Nine ~ You Will Surrender To Me, I Guarantee It (Sess POV)
It took all of my strength to stand in the room and not punch my so-called otousan. How dare he disobey me! He has only seen me for a minute and already he is trying to take over my life. No matter what he says, I will not listen to this man! He thinks that spending time with me would change how I feel about him? Please. If he thinks that that is possible, then he is truly the man who was dumb enough to betray my okasan. Speaking of my okasan, I've notice that she has not said a word at all throughout this whole ordeal.
I turn to her and see that she is still shocked to find my otousan. Her beautiful face is partially covered by her silvery, white hair. As I reach out to brush those strands away, she grabs my wrist before I get there. Later letting go of my hand, she brushes her own hair away and gives me a sweet smile.
"Sesshoumaru, Ajika, Rin, can you leave me here for a minute?"
I see Ajika conflicted about leaving, but she eventually did what my mother asked her to. Before she left, I see her kiss my mother's cheek. Rin, in seeing this did the same thing Ajika did. Before they could go, my mother kisses them both back on the forehead and let them leave.
I stay behind not knowing if I should leave her here.
I stare at her with an unreadable face. It surprised me that my loving mother would want to talk to my otousan considering what he did to her, but I guess people are always curious on why things end up the way they do. My beautiful mother probably wants an explanation on why my otousan betrayed her so viciously.
"Okasan, are you sure you want to stay here with him?"
She nods her head to me.
I still do not move. My body seems to have a mind of its own right now. My okasan knows that I do not want to go, but she makes me anyway. She walks to me and pats my shoulder. With one look from her honey colored eyes, I decided to give her what she wants.
When I left the room, the door closing behind me, I can hear both of their voices from the room. Not being the type to be nosy, I left the hallway in search of my mate. As I walk to Rin's room, I see that she is already fast asleep. Of course, Ajika is not there. I didn't smell her when I reached Rin's room.
Coming inside my daughter's room, I decided to give her a little kiss on her forehead before I go in search for her okasan.
It surprised me to notice how I have change since I met my mate. It is not only I either. I've notice that the others have changed as well. Jaken has been the best servant that I ever had. Rin seems happier and more ladylike and my mother seems calmer and less depress since they both met Ajika. That woman must be a witch. That would explain why I am so captivated by her.
As I leave Rin's room, I smelled Ajika's scent in the garden. The closer I got to the garden, the more her scent attacked me. When I reached the garden, I see her bathed in moonlight from where she sat on one of the benches. She is truly, very beautiful. I was about to approach her, but I notice another smell in the air, a smell that frightens this, Sesshoumaru, into retreat. It is a smell that I know I do not want to face. This smell does not belong to my enemy. This smell does not belong to any wild animals. This smell belongs to my beloved. My Ajika.
What smell is it? It is the smell of anger, Ajika's anger.
Thinking back now, I now know why she is mad. The time when I announce that she was my mate, she had a look that showed how much she wanted to throttle me and I don't mean in a good way.
I guess how I announced it wasn't flattering to her. Sometimes I surprise myself from the way I act around her. Is that a good thing I wonder?
Seeing that her anger will not disappear soon, I decided to just retire to my bedroom and speak to her tomorrow morning. A little sleep on her part will do us both good. I just hope that she will not kill me before then.
I guess I'll just stay in my bedroom and read for a while. It seems that this night will be longer then I anticipated.
When I reached my bedroom, I closed my door and opened the drapes on the window. Tonight, the crescent moon is shining so brightly that it was beginning to hurt my eyes.
I grab a book from one of my bookcases and walk to the chair that is directly under the window. Before I could get comfortable, a loud knock could be heard. By the scent that drifted on the air, I notice that Ajika was the one knocking on my door.
I get up from my seat and open the door to see my Ajika, angry but calm, standing there with a fiery glint in her eyes. Knowing what our conversation, or should I say argument will be, I stepped aside to allow her entrance to my sleeping quarters.
I stare at her while she walks to the chair that I was about to sit on. She sits on it, letting her legs dangle on one of the arms of the chair, while the other supports her head. She looks so right lying there. It is as if she belonged here, since she was technically born. I can feel the grin on my face beginning to show. What a delectable woman I have chosen.
"That grin of yours is freaking me out Sesshoumaru-sama."
I stop grinning. I don't want her to be FREAKED OUT because of me.
I walk to the chair in front of her and wait for her to talk to me, or should I say yell at me. I have never seen her angry before. She doesn't seem to be the type to get angry, so I assume that once she gets angry, the consequences will be dire.
She lies there just looking at the ceiling. The silence does not bother me at all. All that could be heard is the hooting of the owls outside of the window.
I see her get up from her seat and sit upright on the chair. She stares at her hand without even looking at me. I stare at her just waiting for her mouth to open.
She looks up and gives me a displeased look.
"Would you care to explain about what happen in the room back there, Sesshomaru-sama?"
"What ever do you mean, my Ajika?"
It seems that that was the wrong thing to say. Her eyes begin to turn white as she gets up off of her chair and she throws a small vase at me, in which I easily caught.
"Calm down, Ajika. I didn't say anything that you did not know about."
Her eyes did not change back to there usually green and blue color. These new white eyes of hers unnerve me, but I did not show it on my face.
"I did not know at all that I was to become your mate, Sesshoumaru! That's right, I took out the sama. What are you going to do about it?"
When she said my name without the formality, my reaction was that of surprise. The look that was on my face must have looked like anger to Ajika, but really it was one of desire. To be honest, it never sounded right for her to be so formal with me. Having her say my name without the title is really erotic to me.
When I look at her, I see that her eyes turned back to there original colors. I think that now she realized that I was not angry. By the look on her face, she probably found out that I was keeping my demonic lust in check.
I controlled myself even more because of this. I do not want to frighten her or anything.
She sits back down and relaxes after her temper tantrum.
She looks at me without blinking.
"I do not like having people make decisions for me Sesshoumaru-sama."
I was disappointed when she went back to being formal, but I guess it is better this way. I don't want to jump on her or anything. Seeing the first reaction to it, I realize that it is for the best if she didn't get informal to me.
"The decision that I made for you on being my mate is not such a big deal, my Ajika. You are going to be my mate eventually, might as well make it sooner than later."
"You are so sure of yourself aren't you Sesshoumaru-sama. How do you know that I want to be your mate anyway?"
I get off of my seat and walk towards her. I hold her chin with my hand and put my face very close to hers. I kiss her gently, yet quickly. When she blushed, I couldn't resist kissing her again. Darting out my tongue, I licked her bottom lip slowly. Feeling her shiver with pleasure, I release her chin and sit back to the chair that I recently vacated.
"Your reaction towards me shows me how much you not only desire, but love this Sesshoumaru."
Once she got over her trance, she glares at me and crosses her arms in front of her ample chest.
"You're full of yourself, Sesshoumaru-sama."
I laugh at her comment. How many people have said the same thing to me in the past, I do not remember. Once I stopped laughing, I stare at my unwilling, future mate.
"Are you mad that I didn't court you?"
She glares at me even harder.
"I'm mad that you automatically think that I will willingly be your mate. I'm not surrendering to your obvious signs of seduction, Sesshoumaru-sama."
"I'm not seducing you, Ajika. This Sesshoumaru does not seduce anyone."
"Then what do you call it then? What do you call a person who asks another person to undress in front of them? What do you call a person who pushes a person against a wall and rubs their bodies on them? What do you call a person who kisses and licks a person when they are obviously unstable?"
I grin at her. I have been very busy with her lately, haven't I?
"I don't call that seduction, my Ajika. I call that showing my mate my affection."
"Affection is usually not that sexual, Sesshoumaru-sama."
"Oh, but it is."
"Iie, it is not."
"Hai, it is."
"Iie."
"Hai."
"Iie!"
"Hai."
"It isn't Sesshoumaru-sama. What you are thinking is not affection. Affection is when you kiss a love one on the cheek, or hold their hand, or pet their head."
"There are many types of affection, my Ajika."
"Your affection requires for me to surrender to you, Sesshoumaru-sama."
I laugh at her tone of voice.
"Yes, it does."
"It will never happen."
"Yes, it will."
I see her throw up her hands in frustration.
"I'm to tired for this. I'm going to go to sleep and argue about this tomorrow."
She gets up from the chair and walks to the door. Before she could open it, I grab her by the waist and throw her on my bed.
"You will be sleeping here tonight, my Ajika."
"What? No, I am not! You let go of me right now!"
I lay my body on top of hers to stop her from lashing out. Once there, I lay my head on the crock of her neck and smell her sweet scent. I can feel her tense under me.
"We will not do anything you are not ready for. Tonight, all you are going to do is sleep, while I watch over you."
When she opens her mouth to argue, only a yawn could be heard. Her body is weak from the spell she cast and the emotional drama she has been through. Tonight's event has finally taken a toll on her body.
I feel her relax after a minute. I turn us both over so that I'm on my back and she is nuzzled against my side, her head on my chest. When I thought that she was asleep, I extinguish the candle.
"I will never surrender, Sesshoumaru-sama."
She falls asleep with one of her arms resting against my stomach.
"You will surrender to me, I guarantee it."
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-Does anyone know how to say daughter and son in Japanese? Please tell me if you do.
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