Chapter 5
Kirai ran blindly along the outer corridor, her hands gathering up as many layers of her kimono as she could as she dashed into the night. So many cruel words were screaming in her mind, and she wanted to get away from them. Never before was there such a blatant attack upon her. She was used to the other words. Worthless human, weak creature, nothing better than an animal, but to listen to Megahna dishonor her like that, it was more than she could bear.
From the shadows, a tall figure appeared and grabbed her. She shrieked and kicked furiously at it. The figure, defiantly a young man by the tenor sound of his voice, cursed and rubbed his leg.
"Is that any way to treat a guest?" he asked. She took a few steps back, instinctively moving into a fighting stance. The man chuckled and stepped into the light of a nearby torch. Kirai's eyes grew large, and she launched herself into his arms.
"I can't believe its you!" she exclaimed hugging him tightly, much to his embarrassment. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm taking care of some...business," he said softly, and Kirai gave him an inquiring look. He held up his hands, "I've come from a nearby village, they're looking for extra aid for the winter from Lord Sesshoumaru. The servants let me in the gate, they said he was meeting with others, but they would tell him I was here. I decided to wander around, until you nearly ran me over."
Kirai gave him a bright smile, "I almost didn't recognize you Tsuke, you've grown up so much! It's been 6 years since I've seen you!"
He nodded, "You've grown up into a lovely young lady," his voice soft and kind. She blushed politely, and quickly looped her arm in his.
"Tell me, how is everyone?"
He shook his head, "We'll have time to talk about them later, I should go and make sure that I have not missed my window. I promise, we will talk soon!" He placed a kiss on her forehead and hurried down the corridor. Kirai watched his form slip back into the shadows, and smiled warmly.
Megahna watched as the servants slip more of her robes into the traveling chests, and huffed again in anger. She couldn't stand to watch all her belongings being packaged together. This shouldn't be happening. Never did she actually believe that he would...
Megahna growled deeply, sending the servants into a frantic dash away from her as she crossed the room, pulling open the sliding door with a force that nearly pulled it off the track and headed out into the corridor. Two large youkai stood there, baring her path. She placed her hands on her hips as they presented their weapons.
"Return to your quarters, orders of Lord Sesshoumaru," they said sternly.
"I am still Lady here," she barked and they held their weapons tighter. She growled and flicked her fingers at them, bright points of light flying from her tips and piercing them in the throat. They fell to their knees and she stepped over them calmly. Perhaps Sesshoumaru didn't think she would step to the level of attacking his guards, or perhaps he took for granted her limited display of powers. It didn't mean she didn't have any.
She glided along the almost silent corridor, hearing the faint sounds of night around her. Something seemed almost too calm. She saw the light flickering within Sesshoumaru's chambers, a sign that he was up late with work. She stepped up to the door and let her ears take up her senses, listening for any sound of movement. All she could pick up was the faint sound of cloth moving. Her eyes took in the shadow that passed within. She almost moved to return later, when something nagged at her. She slid open the door abruptly and the sight that greeted her made her blood freeze.