Chapter 11. Home Sweet Home
The limo pulled up to a long drive way and took at least a few minutes to reach the giant doors of the mansion that stood before them. Giant towers stood proudly high above them like a castle. It stood in all its glory.
Gleaming windows reflected the sunlight. The white exterior seemed to glow with pride as the siblings all stood in awe of the glorious palace that towered before them. Sesshomaru smirked inwardly at their expressions of daze and amazement.
"Are any of you coming in" he asked in a mocking way as the giant doors flung open and several people rushed out to get the bags. Sesshomaru looked back. They still stood their. "Well" He asked again.
Zinan and Kurai ran inside, each one eager to see the interior. Kagura stood where she was. She turned her back to the mansion. Sesshomaru walked down to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She didn't look up.
"Is something wrong" he asked nearly silently. Kagura lightly choked on her words.
"It is so glorious a place. Someone like me should never be allowed to set foot in such a wonderous place. People like me don't..." she choked on her words. Sesshomaru sighed. He let his hand fall to his side and sighed.
"You could just stay outside for the rest of the time you spend here." Sesshomaru said in his usual tone of voice. Kagura turned with a surprised look on her face. She slapped him in the back of the head and stormed inside.
Sesshomaru laughed alittle and followed her inside. He found the siblings once again staring in absolute awe at his home. The roof of the first room was stained glass, thickest you could get and in the most beautiful designs. A dog demon surrounded by people who worship him. Pictures of the gifts they bestowed him lay on the edges.
The main room was also large. A double staircase leads up to the second and third floor. Elegant silk drapes are hung delicately over doors and along walls. The tile floor gleamed in a stunning burst of white.
Crimson carpet covers the stairs and the railings shine like new. Several chairs and couches are spread around in a beautiful arrangement. The room smelled of fresh rose and other flowers. Many antique vases hold hundreds of soft buds as the sunlight gently pours through the stain glass.
"Come, your rooms are this way." Sesshomaru said to brake the silence and began the long journey up a flight of stairs. The siblings followed. They turned down a few hallways and reached a door.
Sesshomaru opened it and let Zinan and Kurai in. Two beds were placed on either side of the room. Dressers, a door to a seperate bathroom, and several other peices of furniture decorated the green room.
"I hope you don't mind sharing a room. Kagura, yours is this way." he said while walking down another hall. Zinan and Kurai had stayed behind and let the two be alone. Sesshomaru stopped and opened another door allowing Kagura inside.
The room was large with a giant bed in the center. A thin canopy of dark violet lace hung lazily over the beautifully decorated bed posts. The blankets and sheets were all black, along with the pillow cases. A vanity stood on the far end next to another door. A full body mirror hung on the wall left to the bed with a silver encasement around its edges.
"It's awesome." Kagura breathed lightly as she stepped in. Sesshomaru stood where he was. He watched as she dove onto the bed and laid there a few moments. She was smiling.
"The door there, leads to the main bathroom. The one opposite that, leads to my room. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask me or anyone else who works here. I shall leave you alone now. I shall see you at dinner this evening." Sesshomaru said before departing.
Kagura looked to the door that lead to his room. It was a normal door, like any other you might see. Kagura walked up to it and placed her hand against. The wood of the door was smooth as a pebble. The handle shone with a golden touch.
Kagura turned around and looked at the room again. The walls were a soft blue color and the carpet matched them. She walked to the bed and fell onto the silk beddings. She hummed a song under her breath as she watched the canopy that was draped over the bed.
She raised her arm and flexed her fingers. Her black nail polish had faided away to a few scraps of black here and there. The sleeve of her dress fell down her arm in soft ripples of fabric. She pulled her arm back down.
She sat up and swung her legs off the edge of the huge bed. She had been laying down and sleeping for far too long. She went out the door, closing it softly behind her. She looked down the hall on both sides and decided to go right.
Her feet moved without thought as to where she was going. She just needed to move and be on her feet. After a while she began to think.
'This place. I might some day call this home sweet home.' she thought lazily as her feet continued to lead her in every direction without thought.