Cherry Blossoms of White Death
Author's Note : I'm very happy with this chapter, even if it is somewhat boring. By the way, if you're wondering how old Sesshoumaru was when he became deaf, he was seven, almost eight. So, he knew how to talk and everything, but over the years of not being able to hear, he's somewhat drifted on pronunciation of a lot of words. He also has a hard time knowing the different between talking, whispering and talking loudly. So, in a way, he tends to fade in and out of speech. Yelling is something he does know, since he can feel the strain in his vocal cords. Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru are both seventeen.
Inuyasha : You smell kinda nice. (covers up black eye with hand)
Sesshoumaru : (sighs then reads next line written on paper) You are right, my favorite brother, Inuyasha. She smells nice. (cheesy grin) This does not sound like me.
Hamona : Damn, you're right, but would hurt you to be a little nicer?
Sesshoumaru : Yes.
Hamona : (sighs)
Chapter Two - Disorder and Disarray
" I kept waiting and waiting... "
Over the years I had grown accustomed to my brother's deafness. I got used to having to talk slower so he could properly understand what I was saying to him. I got used to the way he had a tendency to fade his words in and out when he spoke. Sometimes it was very hard to hear him speak because he would talk in a whisper. Other times, he would speak rather loudly to where you would have to tell him he was being too loud. Then, he would get angry and refuse to speak at all. So most of the time he would either write down what he wanted to say or just move his mouth to the words.
He had learned a little sign language but refused to learn any further saying "it was a foolish manner to use when you already knew how to speak properly." I had to agree with him on that, but I still thought sigh language was pretty cool. I had even learned some myself. More then Sesshoumaru, perhaps. He always acted so stubborn about the subject, so whenever I actually used sign language to speak to him; he would get very upset with me and refuse to respond back. I don't really know why he acted so brash about something like that, but I'm sure he had a reason. Sesshoumaru had a reason for everything.
I let out a long sigh. I was very bored! This was very normal for me. My day was switching back from playing video games, to reading a book, then back to playing video games. That being the days I didn't have to do school. "Home school" as Kaede called it. I didn't like it very much at all, and to tell you the truth, I wasn't very good at it. Sesshoumaru on the other hand was perfect. He made straight A's and I was barley passing! I studied but I still couldn't get it! I guess, I wasn't that bright, but hey, who cares about school, anyway? I was smart at other things. Things that were important. Kaede didn't see it that way, though. She never did. "You didn't do your homework, Inuyasha!"
"Of course not. Why would I? I did homework all ready. You know, all day with you."
"Yasha, that is no excuse!" She would say, then hit me on the head. Always treating me like a child.
I laid back on my bed, staring up at my ceiling. Without realizing I had sighed again. I had to do something today. I couldn't just lay around doing nothing. I was far to bored for that. I needed an adventure! I needed excitement! Without further hesitation, I got up from my bed and sat down on the floor turning on my Playstation 2. This would just have to do until something better came along. If it ever did...
As the game started to load from my memory card I heard a knock on my door. This was it! This was the answer to my boredom! My adventure! "Inuyasha?" Kaede's voice called out, slightly muffled. I frowned, my sudden outburst of excitement disapeared when I heard her voice. "Come in." I said in very dull tone, sighing again. "Inuyasha?" She repeated louder this time. "COME IN!" I yelled, getting up and tossing my controller halfway across the room. 'Geeze. I'm starting to think she's becoming deaf.'
She finally opened the door, sticking her head halfway into my room. "What is it?" I demanded, looking annoyed. Yet, somehow, she had managed to look more annoyed. "Sesshoumaru locked his door AGAIN, and he won't open it. Go get him."
"Ugh, do I have to?" She gave me a stern looking telling me she meant yes and now. I hesistated before finally leaving the warmness of my room. The rest of the house was very cold and the tile was freezing against my bare feet. I silently cursed myself for not remembering to wear house shoes. Even if I thought they looked really stupid.
I reached Sesshoumaru's room rushing to the door turning the doorknob as quick as possible. I wanted to go back to my room, already. I couldn't even feel my toes anymore! That's how freaking cold it was. The door didn't open. Still locked. "Damnit." I said out loud. "Sesshoumaru!" I yelled loudly, realizing how stupid that was, since I knew he couldn't hear me. I turned the doorknob again. No luck, locked. I realized I'd end up having to go into the other room beside his and bang on the wall in there praying that he could feel the vibration from it and unlock his door. This is reason #1 why he wasn't allowed to lock his door.
I sighed deciding I would try one more time and maybe beat on his door before I went in the other room. Anything but having to go into the other room. I hated the other room. It gave me the creeps. Always felt like I was being watched by someone I couldn't see. I could just feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end just thinking about it. I felt a shiver go down my spine and I could have sworn it got even more cold, if that was possible! I tried the door again. Still nothing..
I decided I would try ONE more time then go into the other room. I held onto the doorknob shaking the door with my strength which, at that point, wasn't much since I was half frozen. I waited and waited, no reply. No response. Nothing left to do now but go into the fucking room!
"Goddamnit!" I shouted out, stomping off, but before I could get gone very far I heard the door unlock. 'Yes! Today isn't such a bad day, after all.'
I pushed open the door scanning the room for my brother who was seated on his bed with his back facing me. I walked over infront of him, so he could see my face. "Stop locking your door, stupid!" I exclaimed, giving him a very angry look. He watched my lips carefully before turning his head away, agitated. He didn't say anything, only pretended I wasn't standing in front of him. Did he think he was being funny? I didn't think so because I wasen't laughing! I tapped him on the head, reminding him I wasn't going to leave like I knew he wanted. He looked up at me, frowning. "I did no such thing." He told me finally. The words came out low and slightly distorted. "Then, you mind telling me why I've been standing outside your door freezing my ass off, trying to get it to open for the past minute!" He stood up from his bed pushing me out of his path as he made his way across the room to his notebook. He picked up a pencil and began to write. I walked over beside him watching him write down the words carefully. When he was finished he shoved the notebook hard against my chest. I let out a growl before eyeing his stupid lettering. Written to me was the following :
The door was unlocked. You as well as I know it was. If I would have locked it you'd still be standing outside "freezing your ass off" as you stupidly state. You're standing here now. Are you not? That should be proof enough that I did not, infact, lock my door! How dare you imply I was the one to do such a thing when I am constantly reminded not to do it in the first place!
I did not lock the door, just so I wouldn't have to put up with YOU FOOLISH PEOPLE! Why must I always have to argue with YOU over this matter! I'm VERY SICK and tired of it, Inuyasha. Do you think it is funny to play these little games with me?
Now, get lost before you frustrate me further!
The last words were obviously bolded. He meant business. Business or not I frankly did not give a damn. He could call me a liar all he wanted but I was no liar. The door was locked and he knows it. He's just trying to come up with more reasons to hate me, is all. "Kaede couldn't open the fucking door either, Sesshoumaru! So, I guess, she's a liar too!" I screamed out at him, throwing his notebook at him and hitting him in the face. He picked it up and threw it back at me but I dodged out of the way before he could strike me. "Go to hell." I signed the words in sigh language because I knew them and also knew it would piss him off further. He gave me the finger and yelled at me telling me to "Get out!" He said this a lot and always shouted it at the top of his lungs. "No." I stated, giving a smug grin. "Now." He mouthed the words, pointing at the door.
"NO!" I mouthed the words, mocking him. Sesshoumaru's fury rose. "I will not tell you again."
The word 'again' had been pronounced badly. I could barley tell what he said. "You won't have to because I ain't leaving." I replied, the smug grin still planted on my face. Without replying back he lunged at me, punching me in the mouth. I could taste the blood, already. "You bastard!" I cried out, diving toward him. He fell back onto the floor, me onto of him. My fist met the side of his face. He groaned out before kicking me off and grabbing onto my hair. I could feel the pain from my mouth and soon to be throbbing head. I jerked away, but he still held my silver hair firmly. "Sesshoumaru, don't you dare!" I warned, trying to pull away again. He slammed my head down into the carpet hard before I felt a handfull of my hair being ripped out. I looked up seeing Kaede latched onto Sesshoumaru pulling him away from me. My hair was stuck to his hand, when he realized it was, he picked it off and threw it at me. I laughed. He charged at me again but when he saw our dad, he stopped dead in his tracks. I placed my hand against my now bloody lip, rubbing it hoping to make it feel better. Shit. We were in trouble now. "What is the meaning of this?" Father's deep voice boomed. I kept my eyes directed on the floor. I didn't want to look at him. Ever. But regardless of what I wanted, I knew I'd have to. I always did whenever he decided he would take some sort of interest in something I did, which was never, unless it was to bitch at me. "I asked you a question, Inuyasha." Told you so.
"How was I supposed to know you were talking directly to me?" I asked, my tone was very rude. Bad move. As soon as the words had came out of my mouth he had be pinned by the shirt, pressed up against Sesshomaru's posters. The tacks that hung them up were digging into the skin on my back, making me more uncomfortable with the situation I was in. Father glared down at me, his eyes burning with flames. "I'm sorry." I apologized. I glanced over at Sesshomaru to avoid looking my dad in the eyes any longer. Sesshomaru was emotionless, as always. He stared back at me. The look in his eyes showed he was somewhat concerned. I was surprised. Speechless. Could my twin really care about me?
"You better be." My father answered dryly, releasing my shirt. My body crumbled to the floor since my legs were to shaky to catch me. "Sesshoumaru. Tell me what happened, now." He said the words extra slow just so Sesshoumaru would be sure and understand. "Inuyasha wouldn't get out of my room so I punched him." He confessed, glaring at father, looking at him directly in the eyes, bravely. Something I couldn't do. Something I would never do. My father was... terrifying.
My father raised his hand to Sesshoumaru slapping him painfully across the face. "It's my fault he punched me!" I yelled out, rushing over to my brother. "I wouldn't leave and he told me to. He told me three times, but I wouldn't leave."
A long silence filled the air before I mumbled. "Don't hit him. Hit me. It's all my fault."
What was I doing? I was just looking to get beat up further, wasn't I? Damnit. I bowed my head in submission, showing my father a sign of honor. I did not mean it, but hey, maybe I could get out of this? Then, the blow across the face came. I stumbled back, rushing my hand to my face. Shit. My face was stinging. I felt like I was being stabbed by 1,000 little needles. Sesshoumaru looked over at me. His expression looked sad, but when he turned his head away from me, it was gone. His mask was back on display. "You two better behave. Next time I won't be so forgiving. Do I make myself clear?" He questioned. Sesshoumaru and I each gave small nods.
(A/N:) Meow. Mean father, huh? Yuh, well, that's all, folks! Once again sorry for the shortness. Read and review and I'll write something new.
