Okay, so I was wrong. It WASN'T the last night of Inuyasha on Adult Swim.
They just put it at a later time. Last night was the last episode in Cowboy
Bebop. Did I cry? You betcha. I keep getting ideas for other stories.
Stupid imagination. GRARG. But anyays... ahem... So... I'm going to continue now.
Thanks for reviewing everyone! Keep reading! I know it's going kind of
slow. And I'm sorry. But it just doesn't seem logical that he immediately
fall in love with Kyoko. Unless of course good old Sesshoumaru is a
believer in love at first sight. ^_~
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Sesshoumaru gazed upon the girl who was so unsure of her words. He had become strangely drawn to her. He stared at her for a long while, taking in her beauty. Her long black hair was swept up in a messy bun, with tendrils of hair gently surrounding her face. Her blue eyes sparkled with a mixture of sadness and something else. He breathed in her scent. She smelt of sweet sakura blossoms. Kyoko had become alert, feeling Sesshoumaru's eyes bore holes into her. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. "Please, tell me your story, I am . . . curious about your past."
"Curiosity killed the cat," Kyoko mumbled under her breath. Sesshoumaru looked slightly peeved. "All right, all right," she finally consented. "My evil, wicked father tricked my mother into marrying him. She bore him a son, my brother, Kyoshi." The tears welling up in her eyes at the mention of the man's man did not go unnoticed by Sesshoumaru. "My father began to teach Kyoshi the ways of evil sorcery, but Kyoshi did not like my father's teachings. He always wanted to be the best at crafting swords. He carved the most delightful ones for me out of wood. My father began to suspect Kyoshi's careless attitude toward sorcery. My father, seeing that Kyoshi would never carry on the family trade, exiled my brother to a far away village. I never saw him after that. But I remember him well.
"Our family was never rich, but things began to get worse. My father was making almost no money, and my mother was very ill. The cost to take care of my mother was too great for us to pay. So my father . . ." she hesitated, tears slipping down her face, "He killed my mother. Then it was just he and We were still low on money, so he began selling my services to different youkai in the nearby villages. They could . . ." she hesitated again, only this time she seemed embarrassed, "Do whatever they wished with me. Most of them hired me only as a servant, or worker, but a few actually tried . . ." she coughed, "things. I fought them, and my father would grow angry with me. He never liked how I disobeyed him so often. He would often strike me. I spent almost all of my life doing those odd jobs, and hating every second of it. Hating every second I had to spend near my father," she spat maliciously.
"When my father was on his deathbed, he put me under a spell, and I was paralyzed and couldn't move. He then cast a shard of the Shikon jewel into my forehead. I had no idea what was going, and I panicked. The next thing I knew, I watched as my father's soul was cast into the jewel shard." She cringed as she felt a sharp pain in her head. "I've gotten used to it over the years, but it is a nuisance. Whenever I disobey, there's the pain again. Sometimes the pain won't go away for hours. Sometimes my father possess me and I . . . do things I will later regret."
"So your father can control you?" Sesshoumaru questioned. 'This girl certainly has a strange past,' Sesshoumaru thought.
"Well, not exactly," said Kyoko, "He merely influences the decisions I make." Sesshoumaru nodded. "You know, Sesshoumaru, I could take you to see my brother Kyoshi. He is a master at repairing all swords. It is about a 4 days journey from here, if you're willing. Also, I'd like to see my brother again. Perhaps once we get there I can stay with him, and not be anymore bother."
"That sounds like a good idea, Lady Kyoko. We shall leave tomorrow. Prepare yourself for an early morning," Sesshoumaru said, unsure of his voice. 'Leave?' he thought, 'I do not wish for her to leave me. She brings some light into these old halls.' Sesshoumaru gazed at her once more. He tensed, then relaxed as she placed a loving hand on his arm.
"Thank you for all you have done for me Sesshoumaru-sama," she said kindly. He enjoyed her touch, he wished she had not removed her hands. He grew angry at the thought at the thought that she would only be with him 4 more days. He nodded at her to rise, and they both got up, preparing to go their separate ways.
He noticed Kyoko's hesitation as she began to take steps toward the door. She swiftly turned around and ran at Sesshoumaru, and Sesshoumaru was confused. 'What the hell is she doing?' Sesshoumaru wondered. She stopped once she was less than a foot away from him. Then, without warning, her arms shot out and before Sesshoumaru knew it, he was wrapped in the girl's tight embrace. He returned the hug awkwardly, not knowing exactly what to do.
"Thank you Sesshoumaru," she breathed into his kimono, "Thank you for everything."
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Disclaimer: Must I?
Sesshoumaru gazed upon the girl who was so unsure of her words. He had become strangely drawn to her. He stared at her for a long while, taking in her beauty. Her long black hair was swept up in a messy bun, with tendrils of hair gently surrounding her face. Her blue eyes sparkled with a mixture of sadness and something else. He breathed in her scent. She smelt of sweet sakura blossoms. Kyoko had become alert, feeling Sesshoumaru's eyes bore holes into her. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. "Please, tell me your story, I am . . . curious about your past."
"Curiosity killed the cat," Kyoko mumbled under her breath. Sesshoumaru looked slightly peeved. "All right, all right," she finally consented. "My evil, wicked father tricked my mother into marrying him. She bore him a son, my brother, Kyoshi." The tears welling up in her eyes at the mention of the man's man did not go unnoticed by Sesshoumaru. "My father began to teach Kyoshi the ways of evil sorcery, but Kyoshi did not like my father's teachings. He always wanted to be the best at crafting swords. He carved the most delightful ones for me out of wood. My father began to suspect Kyoshi's careless attitude toward sorcery. My father, seeing that Kyoshi would never carry on the family trade, exiled my brother to a far away village. I never saw him after that. But I remember him well.
"Our family was never rich, but things began to get worse. My father was making almost no money, and my mother was very ill. The cost to take care of my mother was too great for us to pay. So my father . . ." she hesitated, tears slipping down her face, "He killed my mother. Then it was just he and We were still low on money, so he began selling my services to different youkai in the nearby villages. They could . . ." she hesitated again, only this time she seemed embarrassed, "Do whatever they wished with me. Most of them hired me only as a servant, or worker, but a few actually tried . . ." she coughed, "things. I fought them, and my father would grow angry with me. He never liked how I disobeyed him so often. He would often strike me. I spent almost all of my life doing those odd jobs, and hating every second of it. Hating every second I had to spend near my father," she spat maliciously.
"When my father was on his deathbed, he put me under a spell, and I was paralyzed and couldn't move. He then cast a shard of the Shikon jewel into my forehead. I had no idea what was going, and I panicked. The next thing I knew, I watched as my father's soul was cast into the jewel shard." She cringed as she felt a sharp pain in her head. "I've gotten used to it over the years, but it is a nuisance. Whenever I disobey, there's the pain again. Sometimes the pain won't go away for hours. Sometimes my father possess me and I . . . do things I will later regret."
"So your father can control you?" Sesshoumaru questioned. 'This girl certainly has a strange past,' Sesshoumaru thought.
"Well, not exactly," said Kyoko, "He merely influences the decisions I make." Sesshoumaru nodded. "You know, Sesshoumaru, I could take you to see my brother Kyoshi. He is a master at repairing all swords. It is about a 4 days journey from here, if you're willing. Also, I'd like to see my brother again. Perhaps once we get there I can stay with him, and not be anymore bother."
"That sounds like a good idea, Lady Kyoko. We shall leave tomorrow. Prepare yourself for an early morning," Sesshoumaru said, unsure of his voice. 'Leave?' he thought, 'I do not wish for her to leave me. She brings some light into these old halls.' Sesshoumaru gazed at her once more. He tensed, then relaxed as she placed a loving hand on his arm.
"Thank you for all you have done for me Sesshoumaru-sama," she said kindly. He enjoyed her touch, he wished she had not removed her hands. He grew angry at the thought at the thought that she would only be with him 4 more days. He nodded at her to rise, and they both got up, preparing to go their separate ways.
He noticed Kyoko's hesitation as she began to take steps toward the door. She swiftly turned around and ran at Sesshoumaru, and Sesshoumaru was confused. 'What the hell is she doing?' Sesshoumaru wondered. She stopped once she was less than a foot away from him. Then, without warning, her arms shot out and before Sesshoumaru knew it, he was wrapped in the girl's tight embrace. He returned the hug awkwardly, not knowing exactly what to do.
"Thank you Sesshoumaru," she breathed into his kimono, "Thank you for everything."
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