Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inuyasha characters (but I do own Aralyn so no stealing) nor do I have enough money to ever buy them…but if I could…
Authors Note: I'm going to try and make these chapters longer. I know the first two really weren't that long. Sorry. Also the italics are the thoughts of the characters.
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Chapter 3:
Sunlight shone brightly through thin white curtains that covered a large window. With a small yawn, Aralyn stretched feeling smooth silk sheets of her bed under her bare arms.
'Silk sheets…?' Aralyn's chalky greens eyes opened wide as she sat up quickly in her bed. Looking at the room around her Aralyn's already large eyes grew larger. 'Where am I?'
Standing up out of her bed Aralyn walked over the large window. Pulling back the curtains she gasped at the sight before her.
It was a balcony; walking out onto it Aralyn looked out into a large lush garden with blooming flowers and large trees producing great shade. The sky was blue and clear as ever, there wasn't a cloud in sight.
"Whoa…" was all Aralyn could express. Backing off of the balcony she walked back into the strange room. It had stone walls and large portraits of startlingly beautiful people painted in them. The bed she had slept on had a canopy held by dark rosewood bedposts. The canopy was white silk and the three sheets on the bed were laid out in layers showing a decent amount of each color. On the bottom was the black silk sheet then there was the crimson almost blood colored sheet and on top was the white sheet. All were very expensive, very rare and well made silks. The kinds that cost tons of money back home.
Building up her courage Aralyn walked to the door. Opening it slowly she gaped at the sight of the hallway before her. Walking out into it she began walking slowly, unsure of where she was going. There in front of her was a large staircase that about half way down had two other staircases leading off, but it still continued down to what looked like the ground floor.
Aralyn began walking down the steps, slowly running her hands along the railing she was too busy taking in all the glorious sights around her to notice a little raven haired girl watching from the stairs on the left.
Rin watched the beautiful lady as she walked down stairs. She was trying to decide whether she wanted to go up to the lady or go to her master.
'Sesshomaru-sama will want to know that his guest is awake!' Rin got up from her crouched position remembering what her lord had said and ran quietly across the stairs that Aralyn had just walked down to the west wing.
Normally Rin was not aloud to go over in this section but Sesshomaru-sama had told her that he wanted to know immediately when the lady woke up. Skipping down his dark halls Rin stopped outside his office door. Knocking on it she heard his sharp 'come in' from behind the door. Opening the door slowly she peeked around it to see her Sesshomaru-sama behind his desk. Grinning she ran up to his desk.
"Good morning Sesshomaru-sama!" Rin said brightly, her hands behind her back.
"Yes Rin, what is it?" Sesshomaru had no patience at the moment; he had a lot of work. Some humans were deciding to start a war on HIS land.
"Rin saw your guest walking downstairs milord. She was heading to the ground floor." Rin rocked back and forth on her feet as she gave the news to her Lord.
"Thank you Rin. Go find Jaken, make sure you and him both stay away from her." Rin ran out of the room at his order.
'She's awake? I heard no screaming or yelling like I expected…maybe she's not quite like that obnoxious wench Inuyasha drags around. After all she isn't a mere human.'
Getting up from behind his desk Sesshomaru left his office and started out of his wing. It was time to talk to this being that Naraku burdened him with. She had better have some manners towards him or she will definitely be punished. Then again, if she was part Celestial then she could purify him in an instant.
Making his way downstairs he saw her. She was standing in front of a portrait of him, his father and mother. She seemed to be intently staring at it as if expecting it to talk to her and tell her where she's at.
Aralyn stood with her hands folded behind her back. She was taking in every detail of the painting on the wall in front of her. It had three people in it. Two of them looked like adults, they looked young, but she could tell they were adults. They both had long flowing silver hair. The male of the two had his hair up in a ponytail and the woman had it long with bangs. They both had strange markings on their faces that seemed to be some odd tattoos maybe? They were stripes…and crescent moons on their foreheads.
Between the two adults was a young boy, definitely their son. He had shorter silvery hair also pulled into a ponytail with the same markings on his face. His eyes had a cunning look to them and they were…golden? Like a cats or a dogs maybe. Looking closer at the boy she saw he appeared to be about ten.
Reaching her hand out Aralyn touched the eyes on the boy's face before touching the ears. They were pointed! So were his parent's ears! 'How odd…' Aralyn began tracing the crescent moon on the boy's forehead before touching the two stripes he had on each cheek. 'Who would give a boy that young tattoos, on his face even?'
Sesshomaru couldn't believe this. She couldn't sense him and she was touching the painting of him! Shaking his head slightly he couldn't believe she was part demon if she couldn't sense a demon lord standing right behind her. Clearing his throat he kept on his emotionless mask. Surely he would need to explain some things to her.
Aralyn jumped hearing someone clear their throat from behind her. Turning to face the person behind her she gasped. He…he was the boy? Looking from the man standing in front of her to the painting behind her and back again her eyes grew wide.
Before her she saw a hansom man with a tall but thin form. He had incredibly long silver hair and the same markings as the boy in the painting. Heck, it could be the man in the picture except for the fact that his eyes were different. The man in the picture had joyful eyes while the man standing before her had eyes that looked as if he had never known happiness. The boy in the picture was at least smiling goofy while the man she saw dressed in hakanas and a haori with large spiky armor over his shoulder was practically emotionless.
Opening her mouth to say something Aralyn noticed the man's arms. He had a right one but where his left arm should have come out of his haori there was nothing.
"Umm…wh-where am I?" She asked him as he stood and watched her closely. The words came out of her mouth surprisingly much calmer than she expected seeing that her heart was racing.
Sesshomaru almost had the urge to chuckle as he watched Aralyn compare him to the picture on the wall. He took her in for the first time. Her appearance almost startled him. Even though she was dressed so distastefully she still made it look good. Her hair was an unusual blue color. When she moved her head a certain way in looked black before it changed to a blue. Her eyes were what stood out to him the most. They were a milky sort of green color but incredibly bright. But out of all that her voice sounded like a beautiful goddess.
Lifting his head prideful Sesshomaru answered her question. "You are in my castle in the Western Lands of Ancient Japan, which I believe is about five hundred years in the past from where you were yesterday. Your ancestor Naraku brought you here until your powers awaken." Sesshomaru stopped to watch as she repeatedly opened her mouth and shut it. "Yes, powers, you are not human as you believe. Your father was a demon and your mother was a Celestial being."
'Yeah good going Sesshomaru that was subtle...' He couldn't help it though, all he could hear was the sound of her heart beating fast and loud, so loud that he was sure she couldn't have heard him.
He watched her carefully; she was trying to catch all he just said. Sesshomaru couldn't tell if it was just him or if the color from her face was fading away.
Aralyn stood there swaying on her feet. What did he just say? The world around her seemed to be spinning. 'No way, he's lying to me…right?' Gasping for air Aralyn shook her head. The floor seemed to be coming out from under her feet. And it was, before she knew it, everything was black.
Preview for Chapter 4:
Opening her eyes all Aralyn saw was the brilliantly hansom face of the boy in the picture, except he seemed to be about fifteen years older…'am I dreaming?'
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