No, I don't own Sesshomaru, Kikyo, or Rin. The other guys, yeah, I thought of them, but they t'aint something to brag about.
Chapter 4
Kikyo was ambushed in the bedroom almost as soon as she stepped in. The assailant managed to sneak up on her and cover her mouth with a very familiar hand, so she could not scream, not that she would ever consider doing such a thing anyway. She did get out a surprised gasp before the warm hand silenced her completely. The other hand wrapped around her waist and trapped her against her assailant's body.
"What happened to your reflexes, priestess? Now, you're at my mercy. That is such a pity." The hand moved a couple of fingers to allot her a chance to respond.
"You have left my hands free," she pointed out.
"Well, then, you'd like to think I'm in danger then, but we both know that isn't the case. I could always snap your neck before you get your chance to purify me," he countered, moving his hand to her throat. Softly, his rough fingertips caressed her and she nearly purred.
"Must you be so morose?" she inquired.
"Turn around."
Kikyo complied with the command and turned to face her attacker. Sesshomaru stood there with his usual neutral expression in place. She tried to read his golden eyes for some sign of how his day went, so she would know if she should try to relax him or if they could just go to bed. When she saw him in the hall earlier he had been beyond bothered, especially when he caught a hint of weasel stench on her. She had burned her clothes as he had ordered just because she did not want to add to his stress, especially when she knew that those so-called guests of theirs would stress him completely before their visit was halfway done.
Sesshomaru stared down at his petite wife with a blank expression. She still smelled like those accursed weasels to him, even though he could tell that she used everything possible to get rid of it or cover it up. He decided against telling her. She put forth a great effort for him, no need for her to know it was all for naught.
He really would have to teach those weasels their place for polluting his wife with their horrid smell, but at the moment, he did not even want to think about them. Right now, his major concern was making Kikyo pleasant to his nose again. She's mine. She will always be mine.
"You are pure beauty," he commented, staring down at her as the candlelight played with her pale features.
"Oh, my. Someone sounds almost romantic," she replied.
The dog demon leaned down and captured Kikyo's mouth in a gentle, but passionate kiss. She returned the kiss and smiled against his lips. Perhaps, he's not as irked as he was earlier, she thought. His tongue slipped passed her lips and she could not think anymore. All she could do was want – want him.
When Sesshomaru pulled away, he began planting soft along her jaw and his hands made short work of the ties on her clothing. Unable and not wanting to resist, Kikyo melted into his touch as his fingers glided across her heated flesh. It was a good thing she had won the archery contest with Rin because she was going to want to sleep late tomorrow. It would definitely be a long night.
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Kikyo stirred from her sleep in the morning, half expecting to wake up alone. Much to her surprise and delight, Sesshomaru was next to her, twisting a lock of her ebony hair in his clawed fingers. She leaned over and kissed him as morning greeting. He turned to fully look at her.
"How long have you been awake?" she asked, her eyes barely open.
"Not long," he replied, leaning down for another kiss.
She knew "not long" meant he had been up at least an hour. He had a different concept of time than she did it would seem. She would prefer he saw to his duties rather just lying next to her while she slept because she did not think it was an interesting way to kill time, just staring at her, she meant. He apparently thought otherwise and, deep down, she was actually flattered by that.
"You're still pure beauty," he commented in a low tone.
She smiled. "And you're still being romantic."
Sesshomaru pulled her to him and pressed their bodies together, earning sighs from both of them. He basked in their sweet mixed scents and the fact that she no longer smelled of those damnable weasels. When he woke up, he had planned tend to some matters, but he happened to glance at her and found that he had to stay put. The serene expression on her face had caught his attention. He enjoyed seeing that look on her sleeping face. He had resisted the urge to nuzzle her because he would have woken her up if he had done such a thing while she was resting.
"Beloved," the demon said, caressing her bare shoulder.
She rested her head on his chest. "Yes?"
"Don't let those weasels come within three feet of you again. It is extremely bad manners on their part. I don't know why they would do something like that, except for the fact that weasel demons are just plain barbarians and they assumed they could get away with such foul behavior because they're guests in our homes, but this just makes it worse. Don't let them come that close to you again and if they do come near you, you should hurt them as much as possible as that is your right. It will help them comprehend not to come near you again and possibly save them from me having to kill them," the Lord informed Kikyo.
"But, they are you guests," she pointed out.
"They should act the part and mind their manners. They will not disrespect you in our home. And should they cross the line again, there will be serious consequences to their actions."
Kikyo nodded to show that she understood and she agreed with him. They were being very hospitable to those weasels, so the least that the weasels could do was be polite while they were at the castle. She hoped they left soon, like that day.
"Has Lord Itachi given you a timeframe for when their stay will be over?" she inquired.
"No."
She frowned because she noted the weasels did not seem very interested in anything around the place. She actually preferred not to know what they did for entertainment. She did not want them to stick around for her to find out either.
"Why are they here?" she asked.
"I'm looking into it. We shall have to bear with them until then or until they finally leave," he stated.
Sighing, she just pressed herself closer to her husband. He ran a hand through her hair, watching as sunlight shined off of her dark locks. Her fingers busied themselves by tracing the cuts of his abdomen.
Sesshomaru and Kikyo parted ways shortly after freshening up for the day. She went to see Rin while he had a bit of business to take care if. He would be damned if he was going to let anybody, lord, demon, or otherwise come into his home and do whatever. He was not going to let them believe that they could do whatever either.
-8-8-8-8-
The golden-eyed lord caught up with two familiar scents out by the garden his wife and daughter frequented. The garden was private. It was only for his wife and child. They could bring whomever they wanted there and their personal servants could enter with permission, but no one should be just in there at their leisure.
He was angry already that Kikyo had smelled like the weasels, but now to know that those damned weasels were hanging out in places that both his beloved and their child spent a good part of their day in, well, it was too much. It was like they were trying to see how far they could push him in only a matter of days before it was just necessary for him to slaughter them all. He was certain that if their behavior persisted, it would not take long for him to simply slay the lot of them to save himself the annoyance.
The dog demon approached the two young demon males that were just relaxing in the garden, near a small pond, speaking to each other. He stopped a couple of feet away from them. They did not cease conversing with each other, even though they were very aware of his presence. He knew those scents much more than he liked and now they were being rude to him. They might as well hang signs around their necks requesting I murder them, he thought. They were asking for it anyway, as far as he was concerned.
"Good day," Sesshomaru greeted the bodyguards with all the emotion found in a piece of bent metal.
"Good day, milord," they both replied. They reclined on some small trees, which they actually uprooted because of their body weight. They did not bother to stand up right before the Lord. They were just begging for trouble in Sesshomaru's opinion.
"I see you two have found sanctuary in the center garden," the daimyo commented while fighting the urge to just put his hand through their torsos and calling it a day.
"It's a nice place," the ebony-haired young man replied with a smile and a shrug.
The silver-haired demon nodded, all the while thinking about how he would tear the face off of that one. "Yes, my mate and little one are fond of this area. They were out here yesterday for shooting practice." He motioned to the target, which was typically put away, but he suspected these fools unnerved Kikyo to the point that she left whatever she and Rin could not carry out of the garden and did not think of it again. "Perhaps you took notice of them."
"You mean your humans, milord?" the auburn-haired weasel asked with a bit of a smirk. It was like he was laughing at Sesshomaru because of the Lord's family.
Sesshomaru's face did not even twitch. "You were here with them. I suppose you might like to tell me why?" He sounded like it was a request when it was a command. He did not request things, especially from vermin. He wanted to know what they thought they were doing his wife's presence, getting their stomach-turning funk all over her.
"Milord?" Their voices were innocent and their eyes were wide. They both pretended to not follow what Sesshomaru meant, unknowingly dancing on his last and very raw nerve.
"Why were you in this garden while my wife and child were here?" Sesshomaru asked plainly.
"Sir, we didn't mean any harm," the black-haired youth argued.
Sesshomaru sighed and pinched his nose a bit. If the issue was them harming his two favorite females, the weasels would be dead by now because there would be nothing to discuss. It was about etiquette and if they had any manners or brains at all, they would just apologize and beg for his forgiveness, which they would not have gotten anyway. Instead, they wanted to play like fools when he was not in the mood for games of any kind. He would just punish them and move on with his life before he truly lost his patience.
The dog demon struck with a swiftness that the younger demons could hardly comprehend. All they saw was him put his hand up and a flick of his wrist. The next thing they knew, he held two round objects in his hand. It took them a moment to realize what the items were and then they started screaming while covering their faces with their hands. Blood ran down the left side of the black-haired demon's face while the crimson liquid oozed down the right side of his partner's face.
"I don't know what your lord is planning or if you two were just being very stupid, but let me warn you now to stay away from my mate and our daughter. You don't have any right approaching either of them. You have no business being in their company. You should not even gaze upon them. You are meaningless servants. Approach her again and she will kill you," Sesshomaru promised the now wounded bodyguards in a most collected manner. He then walked off. Guards would show those idiotic weasels out of the garden.
-8-8-8-8-
Itachi was engaged in a game of chess against himself. His wife sat quietly in the corner, reading. Lord Sesshomaru interrupted them by inviting himself into the room. Thankfully, he had enough control of himself to not slide the door through the wall, even though he was still quite upset.
"Good day, milord," Itachi said and Sesshomaru did not respond. The weasel lord laughed nervously, probably because he was uncomfortable with the silent dog in his presence. "Perhaps you would enjoy a game," he offered Sesshomaru while motioning to the chessboard.
"I don't play children's games," the golden-eyed demon replied, causing the other nobleman to frown.
"Then what brings you by?" Itachi inquired, trying to sound pleasant, but his voice was tense.
"Your men need discipline."
"Careful, Sesshomaru. You're out of line," Itachi warned his host. It was a bit rude for the dog demon to say such a thing, but he was beyond caring at the moment.
"No, your men were out of line, completely out of line. Here is proof of the fact," Sesshomaru commented and he smoothly flung two spherical objects at the shorter man.
Itachi wondered what Sesshomaru was going on about and then the items landed on his chessboard. He gasped when he saw what they were, a pair of onyx-colored eyes. He pushed away from the eyeballs as they oozed blood and fluid onto his game board. He scowled and turned his furious eyes up at the other aristocrat.
"What's the meaning of this?" the weasel lord demanded, slapping the hardwood floor with his palm. He hoped it was not what it appeared to be, namely a pair of eyes from his servants.
"Your men lack manners and need to be disciplined. Two of them were very close to Kikyo. Close beyond what good taste dictates. See to it that doesn't happen again because I won't be warning anyone else," Sesshomaru replied.
"You can't just punish my men," Itachi objected, climbing to his feet. He could not stand toe-to-toe with the dog demon, but he could not sit idly while Sesshomaru disrespected him. He would look like more of a coward and a fool than his men had already made him appear.
Sesshomaru was not fazed by the other lord's actions. "I believe I just did. When they come so close to my family, I will do what I see fit your men. So, make sure that this mistake is not repeated," the platinum-haired male stated before turning around and walking out of the room. Itachi snarled when he was certain that the dog demon could not hear him.
"That damned, arrogant bastard," Itachi grumbled, glaring at the space his host just occupied. "I can't believe the gall of that damned mangy mutt. Who the hell is he to discipline my men? And how dare he snatch out their eyes?" he hissed.
Itachi did not care what the men did, even if they came close to Sesshomaru's human. Tearing out their eyes was not something that Sesshomaru should have done as a punishment, in the weasel lord's opinion anyway. Sesshomaru had no right to punish his men, no matter what they did. They were guests, after all.
"That stupid dog should be more cordial toward guests," he fumed with a huff.
"He seemed angry," the noblewoman commented from the corner.
"That he did. Do you believe he actually ripped the eyes from my own men?" he asked incredulously, turning his attention briefly to the body parts in question before turning to look at his wife.
She made a waving motion with her hand. "He thinks he's supreme."
"I'll show him otherwise. Once I find out why that priestess sides with him and then I'll entice her over to our side, he'll be the first that I will command her to destroy," Itachi declared.
"Do you honestly think the priestess is the key to all of this?" his wife asked.
"There has to be something there. We all know that damned mutt wouldn't just associate with or marry a human, especially a priestess. He pulled out the eyes of my men for being around her. There has to be something more to it," he reasoned.
His wife did not comment on that. She wondered why a human priestess would marry a demon, especially a demon like Sesshomaru. It did not make any sense that she could figure on. She considered finding out the reason behind the marriage. The information might prove valuable to her husband and she hated that bastard Sesshomaru as much as anyone else, meaning she would like to see him reduced to a pile of ashes just as much as everyone else.
"My dear, perhaps I could so try to learn the secret as to why the priestess stays," his wife offered.
"You?" he asked. "You could be putting yourself in danger."
"I doubt it. The dog wouldn't dare harm a noblewoman without great cause. I will just talk with this woman, as two wives of powerful lords," she replied with a smile. "I can get her to reveal the information to me and then we would get to see the fall of the second great dog demon."
Itachi smirked. "There is nothing great about that damned dog, but this plan might work. Do you magic, my love," he replied, moving to kiss her cheek. She smiled.
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Next time: Itachi's wife goes to pry information from Kikyo. What will she achieve?