Tarnished Armor
Prospect 2: Inu-Yasha
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Kagome was in the process donning the emerald green dress she had planned on wearing. The golden designs were a magnificent work of art. There were vines and dragons intertwining in the golden thread around the rims of the silken cloth and the high, stiff collar. She wore the golden charm bracelet from the day before with identical rings and earrings, but emeralds replaced the rubies. A pendant of emerald and gold in the design of a wolf hung just above her cleavage. Her hair was left the same as the other day's only with gold and emerald ribbons intertwined in it. She also had crimson paint on her lips and a light gold colored powder over her eyelids.
The so called 'face paint' was Sango's latest discovery at the marketplace today. They were just testing it out, but Sango had known Kagome would love it and had grabbed the lip paint, and several powder colors and brought it back. Kagome had, of course, tried it all on and had been playing around with it all morning. She had finally cleaned up her face, decided on a color, and gotten ready. She had been ready with ample time today, and both she and Sango had been using the excess time to laugh over Kouga's mistakes. Like staring at her very visible chest line instead of her face, saying 'breast' instead of 'best', retarded things like that. It had been a lot of fun remembering it all, but now she still had plenty of time to spare before the young inu-hanyou showed up. She decided to take a walk into the gardens. Hai, that was the perfect place for her.
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Sessho-Maru watched as Inu-Yasha squirmed in the seat of their carriage. The only reason they were taking it was to keep Inu-Yasha clean, and so Sessho-Maru could have his meeting with Kagome's father. Golden eyes slid to watch the squirming hanyou. Their family was of the purely Japanese culture, while Kagome's had immigrated before she was born, from England. The entire Wolf clan had, thus their clothing differences. The Inu-Clan had been here from the beginning. This marriage would be a major alliance between the leaders of both families. A scowl lit his face as he again noticed what Inu-Yasha was wearing. Did he never change into something nice? Sessho-Maru guessed not. Inu-Yasha was wearing his customary Fire-Rat crimson Kimono. Sessho-Maru merely shook his head as Inu-Yasha leapt from the carriage as it stopped.
"I'm going to wait in the gardens, want to tell them that for me? I dislike the scent of this house..." His nose wrinkled up in proof and Sessho-Maru sighed in exasperation and nodded.
Inu-Yasha was greeted by a lovely site. The green caught his attention first. It looked lovely and he couldn't help but stare. The cut was less revealing than her red dress, but she looked no less magnificent in it. She was leaning over the side of a footbridge, which overlooked their pond. Flowers were everywhere around her, and she had a peaceful expression on her face as she watched the fish play their games. He was entranced next by her obsidian locks shining in the sunlight. She was beautiful with a stubborn chin, and magnificent blue optics that showed determination. It made him set his own jaw unconsciously. He currently sat in the boughs of a nearby tree that he had leapt silently into it moments ago, having just run from where Sessho-Maru had been. Now he found himself drugged by her exquisite scent. His own possessiveness took over, though he didn't realize it at the time either. Then her silver wolf lobes swiveled and pricked up just before he lost balance and fell from the tree.
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When the wind had shifted she had been prepared, having caught his scent and moments later his sound. This only seconds before he fell from the tree. Her eyes widened a fraction but she merely stepped out of the way of his rolling form. She looked at his attire in disgust. He didn't even have the decency to dress up a little to meet her? It was utterly rude. She glared at his prone form making no attempt to assist him. Obviously he realized she wouldn't, because he soon picked himself up, sat cross-legged, and glowered.
"Why didn't you help me up?"
Oh, but his voice was pleasing, before she noticed the aggravation in it. Her own voice was calm and uncaring, though laced with annoyance.
"Why were you staring at me, and sneaking up on me? You have no right to be out in my private gardens." She watched his eyes widen a fraction and smiled in satisfaction "Yes, my gardens. Not the public ones. Now leave at once and I will meet you in the solar or the public gardens. Being here is inappropriate by even the lowest standards. Especially without my permission."
Her nose seemed to rise slightly as she turned on her heel and walked back towards the house with an air of thorough satisfaction. He obviously wasn't giving up that easily because he leapt in front of her and blocked her passage. She merely stopped and watched him calmly. His ranting was put on halt as he gazed again at her torso. She smiled inwardly. She would never live with a man who was so unbelievably superficial. He couldn't even look at her face. Her expression had the air of someone proved right and he realized what he was doing and stopped. She almost snorted. Too late boy. Then she refocused on him to listen to his tirade.
"I am here because I am being forced to come. It's not my fault I don't know my way around your house. I wasn't inside because your house smells absolutely horrid.: He looked pleased with his own comments and she merely arched a brow.
"Why come if you do not wish to be here? You could merely disappear for your day. It is your fault, and my house does not smell horrible. It is not pleasing to those whom enjoy outdoors, but it is not horrible in the least. Plus, you could have asked for directions if you weren't so foolish."
His eyes flared. "Listen you ugly wench! I don't want you and neither does my brother! I don't know why anyone would! So go back to your little hovel and get a life!"
He didn't realize what he had said until her eyes brimmed with tears, but her voice was deadly calm. "Go to the nine hells kisama." Then she stormed out of the gardens as fast as she possibly could without running.
When she was out of sight she began to run, tears streaming down her face even if she was silent. Half the household was instantly aware that she was crying, for they could smell her tears. Sessho-Maru was one of them, for the one crying was coming his way. Only he didn't know who she was because he had seen, not scented her before. She wasn't watching where she was going, and was covering her eyes with her slender fingers, balled up into fists. Her body wracked slightly in silent convulsions. Sessho-Maru had been leaving, and there was no one with in the 100 meter vicinity. Only maids and servants beyond that point anyway. The others were too far away.
Being so Sessho-Maru soon found himself to be the thing the girl ran into. She merely glanced up before collapsing into a heap of tears on his chest. The girl didn't know him but was holding on to him for comfort? Oh, by now he did indeed recognize her, and his anger flared at her obvious distress. More than obvious at that. He hesitantly put his arms around her and held her against is chest while she wrapped her arms around him and sobbed until she had hiccups, then feeling drowsy. Inu-Yasha had walked in to muffled sobbing and his own anger had flared at Sessho-Maru comforting the hysterical Kagome. He had been glared down, and had immediately felt contrite and guilty. Sessho-Maru lifted the half asleep girl into his arms, her arms loosely around his neck, and carried her to where her scent was the strongest, Inu-yasha following helplessly.
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Sango had also glared the hanyou down, having no trouble at all seeing the problem. Sessho-Maru ad approved of her verbal abuse of his younger half- brother. He had been furious and had been very pleased when Inu-Yasha was practically brought to tears by Sango. Sessho-Maru himself had promised death to come shortly for the male. 'Why?' It was the question he had been wondering since Kagome had run crying into his arms. The hanyou answered in a pitiful voice.
:I wasn't thinking....gomen...I didn't meant to hurt her, but she made me blind with rage. She was so calm...stoic, and utterly pleased as she bested me with every comment.." He glanced up. "She was like a female version of you, accept that she seemed bored and indifferent to me, letting her emotions show, while you don't."
Sessho-Maru arched a brow at this comment. "You _are_ a fool. Get used to it now."
With that the two brothers went about their usual method of ignoring each other completely. Sessho-Maru had to wonder, though, if the girl was truly like him. Would that make a difference? He already found himself worried for her. He shook his head and banished the girl from his thoughts.
Prospect 2: Inu-Yasha
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Kagome was in the process donning the emerald green dress she had planned on wearing. The golden designs were a magnificent work of art. There were vines and dragons intertwining in the golden thread around the rims of the silken cloth and the high, stiff collar. She wore the golden charm bracelet from the day before with identical rings and earrings, but emeralds replaced the rubies. A pendant of emerald and gold in the design of a wolf hung just above her cleavage. Her hair was left the same as the other day's only with gold and emerald ribbons intertwined in it. She also had crimson paint on her lips and a light gold colored powder over her eyelids.
The so called 'face paint' was Sango's latest discovery at the marketplace today. They were just testing it out, but Sango had known Kagome would love it and had grabbed the lip paint, and several powder colors and brought it back. Kagome had, of course, tried it all on and had been playing around with it all morning. She had finally cleaned up her face, decided on a color, and gotten ready. She had been ready with ample time today, and both she and Sango had been using the excess time to laugh over Kouga's mistakes. Like staring at her very visible chest line instead of her face, saying 'breast' instead of 'best', retarded things like that. It had been a lot of fun remembering it all, but now she still had plenty of time to spare before the young inu-hanyou showed up. She decided to take a walk into the gardens. Hai, that was the perfect place for her.
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Sessho-Maru watched as Inu-Yasha squirmed in the seat of their carriage. The only reason they were taking it was to keep Inu-Yasha clean, and so Sessho-Maru could have his meeting with Kagome's father. Golden eyes slid to watch the squirming hanyou. Their family was of the purely Japanese culture, while Kagome's had immigrated before she was born, from England. The entire Wolf clan had, thus their clothing differences. The Inu-Clan had been here from the beginning. This marriage would be a major alliance between the leaders of both families. A scowl lit his face as he again noticed what Inu-Yasha was wearing. Did he never change into something nice? Sessho-Maru guessed not. Inu-Yasha was wearing his customary Fire-Rat crimson Kimono. Sessho-Maru merely shook his head as Inu-Yasha leapt from the carriage as it stopped.
"I'm going to wait in the gardens, want to tell them that for me? I dislike the scent of this house..." His nose wrinkled up in proof and Sessho-Maru sighed in exasperation and nodded.
Inu-Yasha was greeted by a lovely site. The green caught his attention first. It looked lovely and he couldn't help but stare. The cut was less revealing than her red dress, but she looked no less magnificent in it. She was leaning over the side of a footbridge, which overlooked their pond. Flowers were everywhere around her, and she had a peaceful expression on her face as she watched the fish play their games. He was entranced next by her obsidian locks shining in the sunlight. She was beautiful with a stubborn chin, and magnificent blue optics that showed determination. It made him set his own jaw unconsciously. He currently sat in the boughs of a nearby tree that he had leapt silently into it moments ago, having just run from where Sessho-Maru had been. Now he found himself drugged by her exquisite scent. His own possessiveness took over, though he didn't realize it at the time either. Then her silver wolf lobes swiveled and pricked up just before he lost balance and fell from the tree.
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When the wind had shifted she had been prepared, having caught his scent and moments later his sound. This only seconds before he fell from the tree. Her eyes widened a fraction but she merely stepped out of the way of his rolling form. She looked at his attire in disgust. He didn't even have the decency to dress up a little to meet her? It was utterly rude. She glared at his prone form making no attempt to assist him. Obviously he realized she wouldn't, because he soon picked himself up, sat cross-legged, and glowered.
"Why didn't you help me up?"
Oh, but his voice was pleasing, before she noticed the aggravation in it. Her own voice was calm and uncaring, though laced with annoyance.
"Why were you staring at me, and sneaking up on me? You have no right to be out in my private gardens." She watched his eyes widen a fraction and smiled in satisfaction "Yes, my gardens. Not the public ones. Now leave at once and I will meet you in the solar or the public gardens. Being here is inappropriate by even the lowest standards. Especially without my permission."
Her nose seemed to rise slightly as she turned on her heel and walked back towards the house with an air of thorough satisfaction. He obviously wasn't giving up that easily because he leapt in front of her and blocked her passage. She merely stopped and watched him calmly. His ranting was put on halt as he gazed again at her torso. She smiled inwardly. She would never live with a man who was so unbelievably superficial. He couldn't even look at her face. Her expression had the air of someone proved right and he realized what he was doing and stopped. She almost snorted. Too late boy. Then she refocused on him to listen to his tirade.
"I am here because I am being forced to come. It's not my fault I don't know my way around your house. I wasn't inside because your house smells absolutely horrid.: He looked pleased with his own comments and she merely arched a brow.
"Why come if you do not wish to be here? You could merely disappear for your day. It is your fault, and my house does not smell horrible. It is not pleasing to those whom enjoy outdoors, but it is not horrible in the least. Plus, you could have asked for directions if you weren't so foolish."
His eyes flared. "Listen you ugly wench! I don't want you and neither does my brother! I don't know why anyone would! So go back to your little hovel and get a life!"
He didn't realize what he had said until her eyes brimmed with tears, but her voice was deadly calm. "Go to the nine hells kisama." Then she stormed out of the gardens as fast as she possibly could without running.
When she was out of sight she began to run, tears streaming down her face even if she was silent. Half the household was instantly aware that she was crying, for they could smell her tears. Sessho-Maru was one of them, for the one crying was coming his way. Only he didn't know who she was because he had seen, not scented her before. She wasn't watching where she was going, and was covering her eyes with her slender fingers, balled up into fists. Her body wracked slightly in silent convulsions. Sessho-Maru had been leaving, and there was no one with in the 100 meter vicinity. Only maids and servants beyond that point anyway. The others were too far away.
Being so Sessho-Maru soon found himself to be the thing the girl ran into. She merely glanced up before collapsing into a heap of tears on his chest. The girl didn't know him but was holding on to him for comfort? Oh, by now he did indeed recognize her, and his anger flared at her obvious distress. More than obvious at that. He hesitantly put his arms around her and held her against is chest while she wrapped her arms around him and sobbed until she had hiccups, then feeling drowsy. Inu-Yasha had walked in to muffled sobbing and his own anger had flared at Sessho-Maru comforting the hysterical Kagome. He had been glared down, and had immediately felt contrite and guilty. Sessho-Maru lifted the half asleep girl into his arms, her arms loosely around his neck, and carried her to where her scent was the strongest, Inu-yasha following helplessly.
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Sango had also glared the hanyou down, having no trouble at all seeing the problem. Sessho-Maru ad approved of her verbal abuse of his younger half- brother. He had been furious and had been very pleased when Inu-Yasha was practically brought to tears by Sango. Sessho-Maru himself had promised death to come shortly for the male. 'Why?' It was the question he had been wondering since Kagome had run crying into his arms. The hanyou answered in a pitiful voice.
:I wasn't thinking....gomen...I didn't meant to hurt her, but she made me blind with rage. She was so calm...stoic, and utterly pleased as she bested me with every comment.." He glanced up. "She was like a female version of you, accept that she seemed bored and indifferent to me, letting her emotions show, while you don't."
Sessho-Maru arched a brow at this comment. "You _are_ a fool. Get used to it now."
With that the two brothers went about their usual method of ignoring each other completely. Sessho-Maru had to wonder, though, if the girl was truly like him. Would that make a difference? He already found himself worried for her. He shook his head and banished the girl from his thoughts.