Disclaimer: Hey folks just reminding you all that I do NOT I repeat do NOT
own Inuyasha or any other associated characters. The only person I own is
Tatania who is my own heroine and I hope you all like her and my
imagination! So never forget that I do NOT own Inuyasha ok? Thank you!
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Nagaraku anata saseru koto no kono sekei hahimeru tsukuru anata kanashi! Nagori no otoko watashi ren'ai mae ni nagori naka shiteki, shizuka na, joobu na dare ni watashi ren'ai kankei ni naru! Toki ni anata shitte iru dai joobu naorimasu!
Ren'ai itsu mo
Kawairashi *T*
Translation: For a long time you let things of this world start to make you sad! Traces of the man I loved before remains inside, poetic, silent, strong man with whom I fell for! It's time for you to know that you will get well!
Love Always
Sweet *T*
Was he really a "man"? How could he be when there he stood in full youki form before his mirror looking at the note his dear Tatania had left him that morning before she'd left for work. The voluptuous raven haired Russian beauty that'd truly captured his heart and soul. She was one of the best things in his life and one of the only reasons he was still sane.
"Sesshumaru!" the voice of his grandfather Nakaramu the reigning Lord of the great Western regions came to him harshly.
"Yes ojiisan!" Sesshumaru replied bowing in respect as the great Lord Nakaramu materialized.
"It's time you stopped playing at this game! Becoming a man will not bring back your otoosan, niisan or Kagome back. What's done is done my child. We must now carry on with the pain never forgetting yet trying to look past. Especially for the sakes of Rin and Cinnamon, you have to give them some sense of normalcy!" Nakaramu reprimanded.
"Ojiisan with all due respect I am trying to give them some sense of normalcy. They are both part human and need some semblance of a normal human childhood. They do not need to be constantly in fear that some hackless crazed demon would be after them because of whom their parents were." The muscle in Sesshumaru's jaw ticked in cognition with his rapidly beating heart as he tried his best to reign in his temper.
"You think I want that for my great grand children? You think I want that upon any of my descendants? I can't help who we are Sesshumaru and neither can you! You must live up to your birthright; for I'm not sure how long I'll be around and those girls deserve to know their families TRUE history not some made up history of Sesshumaru Wakusi's family." Nakaramu replied harshly as his frail countenance became evident.
"Ojiisan I cannot go back!" Sesshumaru stated firmly.
"You have to! It's time you marry Kikiyo and give me youki great grands to fawn over." Nakaramu prodded.
"Urggh! ENOUGH ojiisan! With all due respect that b@#$* who only became youki because she collected innocent souls? No ojiisan my place is here with Tatania!" Sesshumaru stated.
"This is not the end of this Sesshumaru!" Nakaramu parted before vanishing into thin air.
"Have fun in the warring ages ojiisan! Have fun!" Sesshumaru whispered then turned back to the note Tatania had left him. His façade was wearing thin it seemed, and if Tania could see through it then the girls probably had also. He would have to be more diligent.
"Otoosan!" Rin called out running into his office with Cinnamon following closely behind.
"Hey sweethearts; how was your day at school?" Sesshumaru asked thankful that his senses had been pricked and attuned to their presence. He'd cloaked into his human form just in the nick of time.
"Great I made some new friends daddy!" Rin enthused yet Sesshumaru sensed something was up with Cinnamon.
"What's up Cinny? How was your day at school?" Sesshumaru asked.
"Not nice! The girls at school teased me because of my silver hair color and my cinnamon eyes. They say that my eyes are funny shaped otoosan!" Cinny cried as her lips trembled sobbingly.
"Oh Cinny your eyes are a beautiful cross between your mom and dad's eyes! Baby they're a beautiful pair of cinnamon cakes with sugar sprinkling for hair. You're very beautiful! Both you and Rin!" Sesshumaru soothed gathering both girls into his arms tenderly. A pair of cinnamon brown eyes and a pair of pure amber toned eyes stared at him wondrously.
"Otoosan tell us about our okaasama?" Rin enquired and Sesshumaru complied with her request. Retelling the story he'd related to them so effortlessly before yet this time the words of his grandfather came back to him again ".those girls deserve to know their families TRUE history not some made up history of Sesshumaru Wakusi's family." How could he reveal to them the truth of their pasts and their parents' pasts? How could he look past the pain and show them how they could make it as the hanyou ladies they were? How could he live up to the role he was expected to play in life when he knew that in the end it would always cost pain?
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Nagaraku anata saseru koto no kono sekei hahimeru tsukuru anata kanashi! Nagori no otoko watashi ren'ai mae ni nagori naka shiteki, shizuka na, joobu na dare ni watashi ren'ai kankei ni naru! Toki ni anata shitte iru dai joobu naorimasu!
Ren'ai itsu mo
Kawairashi *T*
Translation: For a long time you let things of this world start to make you sad! Traces of the man I loved before remains inside, poetic, silent, strong man with whom I fell for! It's time for you to know that you will get well!
Love Always
Sweet *T*
Was he really a "man"? How could he be when there he stood in full youki form before his mirror looking at the note his dear Tatania had left him that morning before she'd left for work. The voluptuous raven haired Russian beauty that'd truly captured his heart and soul. She was one of the best things in his life and one of the only reasons he was still sane.
"Sesshumaru!" the voice of his grandfather Nakaramu the reigning Lord of the great Western regions came to him harshly.
"Yes ojiisan!" Sesshumaru replied bowing in respect as the great Lord Nakaramu materialized.
"It's time you stopped playing at this game! Becoming a man will not bring back your otoosan, niisan or Kagome back. What's done is done my child. We must now carry on with the pain never forgetting yet trying to look past. Especially for the sakes of Rin and Cinnamon, you have to give them some sense of normalcy!" Nakaramu reprimanded.
"Ojiisan with all due respect I am trying to give them some sense of normalcy. They are both part human and need some semblance of a normal human childhood. They do not need to be constantly in fear that some hackless crazed demon would be after them because of whom their parents were." The muscle in Sesshumaru's jaw ticked in cognition with his rapidly beating heart as he tried his best to reign in his temper.
"You think I want that for my great grand children? You think I want that upon any of my descendants? I can't help who we are Sesshumaru and neither can you! You must live up to your birthright; for I'm not sure how long I'll be around and those girls deserve to know their families TRUE history not some made up history of Sesshumaru Wakusi's family." Nakaramu replied harshly as his frail countenance became evident.
"Ojiisan I cannot go back!" Sesshumaru stated firmly.
"You have to! It's time you marry Kikiyo and give me youki great grands to fawn over." Nakaramu prodded.
"Urggh! ENOUGH ojiisan! With all due respect that b@#$* who only became youki because she collected innocent souls? No ojiisan my place is here with Tatania!" Sesshumaru stated.
"This is not the end of this Sesshumaru!" Nakaramu parted before vanishing into thin air.
"Have fun in the warring ages ojiisan! Have fun!" Sesshumaru whispered then turned back to the note Tatania had left him. His façade was wearing thin it seemed, and if Tania could see through it then the girls probably had also. He would have to be more diligent.
"Otoosan!" Rin called out running into his office with Cinnamon following closely behind.
"Hey sweethearts; how was your day at school?" Sesshumaru asked thankful that his senses had been pricked and attuned to their presence. He'd cloaked into his human form just in the nick of time.
"Great I made some new friends daddy!" Rin enthused yet Sesshumaru sensed something was up with Cinnamon.
"What's up Cinny? How was your day at school?" Sesshumaru asked.
"Not nice! The girls at school teased me because of my silver hair color and my cinnamon eyes. They say that my eyes are funny shaped otoosan!" Cinny cried as her lips trembled sobbingly.
"Oh Cinny your eyes are a beautiful cross between your mom and dad's eyes! Baby they're a beautiful pair of cinnamon cakes with sugar sprinkling for hair. You're very beautiful! Both you and Rin!" Sesshumaru soothed gathering both girls into his arms tenderly. A pair of cinnamon brown eyes and a pair of pure amber toned eyes stared at him wondrously.
"Otoosan tell us about our okaasama?" Rin enquired and Sesshumaru complied with her request. Retelling the story he'd related to them so effortlessly before yet this time the words of his grandfather came back to him again ".those girls deserve to know their families TRUE history not some made up history of Sesshumaru Wakusi's family." How could he reveal to them the truth of their pasts and their parents' pasts? How could he look past the pain and show them how they could make it as the hanyou ladies they were? How could he live up to the role he was expected to play in life when he knew that in the end it would always cost pain?