A/N: This is just a rather random chapter. I decided it would be fun to throw it in. Yeah. Instead of doing my stupid history essay, I am doing this. Fanfics are a lot more fun than history. It's scientifically proven.
I avidly avoided my father's half-demon son. I did, as I had told father before, want nothing at all to do with him. Father understood and even appreciated that. He truly believed that I was a threat to the child, who I learned was named Inuyasha. I would never have the daring to attack that child with my father alive anyway. Despite everything, I held a great amount of respect for my father and (at first anyway) had no intention of hurting my...brother. It disgusts me to call him as such. I don't think he deserves a demon as a brother, but it is a fact that I must stop denying and come to terms with. Life, as I have learned, is not always fair or honorable. This fact has led me to believe that is sometimes alright to go about thing in a traditionally illegitimate manner. If life is unfair, I have the right to bend the rules as well. It is often the only way to get by.
Aside from all of that, I have had some interesting, if not mildly amusing events take place in the years after my mother's demise. To begin with, Father arranged for me to marry Eva, my childhood friend. Her parents had constantly pestered him about it for years. They wanted to cement her in the upper social ranks.
"Por favor Inutaisho," her mother begged, mixing her native language with ours. "Eva needs to settle down with someone trustworthy before she gets too old."
Father seemed amused; he knew that her concerns were more about status than Eva's age or well-being. "Well," he had said, "I don't see anything wrong with it."
"Gracias, señor! You won't be sorry!"
At this point, my father turned away from her and laughed quietly. He knew ahead of time what the outcome would be, but thought it entertaining to toy with others as long as the result was harmless.
When my father told me about it, I laughed.
"Surly you are jesting?" I asked him.
"I'm afraid not. Besides it's time you settle down. I think it will be good for you."
At the time, I didn't realize he was simply messing around with us; exercising his sense of humor since it hadn't been used in awhile. Things were going well and there was not much fighting in my father's territory. At times like this he was able to relax form warfare and worry about plainer aspects of life.
"And if I refuse?" I inquired.
"Surely you wouldn't go against your Lord father's wishes," he told me, then walked away laughing.
I was almost dumbfounded. Marrying anyone then just seemed so unfathomable. I never stayed in one place for very long and I believed that I was above needing companionship. And beside that, he wanted me to marry Eva. Now would be a good time to explain that she was...a unique character, a loose-tongued spaz with a volatile temper. She couldn't keep a secret for her life and to be honest, her sanity was questionable. She could be very sweet however, but only for brief time periods. Then she was right back to cursing and flipping out when things didn't go her way. Eva possessed little self-control, starkly opposing my discipline. Then, when extremely frustrated, she would ramble for hours in her native language. This might not seem like much, but I was incredibly annoyed by the fact that I couldn't understand what she was saying. I had nightmares about life with her. I could not believe that Father actually expected me to abide by his wishes this time.
"Díos mío!" she told me, speaking so fast it was nearly impossible to understand. "I can't marry you! You're a stuck-up brat and what the hell is that thing you wear on your shoulder?!? And that means kids! I can't stand kids! They're so loud and impossible! Oh Sesshomaru! I don't think it's you! I don't want to marry anyone, especially you, but are our fucking parents insane?! I think they are. I truly think they are! Dammit Dammit Dammit!" At this point, I could not longer decipher her words. They were too fast and slurred. "Ijustcantbelievethisitsinsaneitstortureiamsogoingtodie!" Then she fell into my arms. "For God's sake Fluffy! You have to save me from you!"
"You have nothing to worry about, Eva. I'll kill you before I'd ever marry you." I explained.
"Oh yeah. That makes me feel a lot better ass hole!" she screamed, shoving herself away from me. Panting franticly and walking away, she said "I'll fix this! Just you wait! Then you'll thank me! Then you'll finally appreciate something other than yourself because I am totally going to fix this shit!"
Like so many other times in my life, I had nothing to say. Silence is often much more effective than words anyway.
The next day, Eva came up to me smiling as I have never seen anyone smile before.
"We're not getting married!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I told my parents that if they made me go through with it, I would kill myself and frame them for it. Then I told them that you would be pissed of and come to avenge me so they would die too and they thought I was serious so they listened and we're not getting married because I am awesome!"
"Feh. I would definitely come to avenge you." I mumbled sarcastically.
"Yeah well you should cut the sarcasm crap because I just saved your ass! You should be thanking me, you jerk!"
"Thank you Eva, for making yourself scarce," I told her.
"Oh I can take a hint. See ya later, ass hole!" She said and skipped away humming an obnoxiously happy tune.
Later that day, my father came up to me and said, "So sorry things didn't work out."
By now, I had realized that he had played a joke on me. If he really intended me to marry Eva, he would not let her back out so easily. Knowing this, I told him "Father you really should get your laughs elsewhere. Just listening to that woman for a minute is enough to cause insanity."
"Well you really need to loosen up sometimes. Life need not always be as serious as you make it seem." He lectured. "If nothing else, this will be a funny story to tell down the line." He concluded by laughing some more then leaving me with my thoughts.
"Loosening up is letting your guard down," I believed silently. "It is unnecessary weakness." This would remain my position on the matter for many, many years to come.
