Disclaimer: Hello all! As you can see, my dirty little mind has been wondering lately, and this is the result! Other than that short message, I really don't have anything to say. Except this… If any of you would like an actual picture of the woman, I promise that I will draw it soon and post it on my DeviantArt account, ASAP! Now, to continue with my soon to be masterpiece!
It had been only a few hours, and she was already going insane. That strange man had given her the yukata, but only after she promised to stay here, wherever here was. It was rather comfy, made of what felt a little like silk, though not quite. It was a pretty blue with little red and yellow ribbons all over it. As soon as he finished dressing, he immediately took her to a small room to what seemed to be the far end of a very large castle. It was a nice little place to just sit and think, unless you had to stay in it for god knows how many hours upon hours with nothing to do! And that was where she now sat, bored out of her mind, and simply
Staring out the window,
Watching this world pass me by,
Sometimes I thin k there's nothing to live for
I almost break down and cry
As the lyrics passed through her head, the words began to come from her and she softly sang it out, allowing her mind to wonder from her current situation.Sometimes I think I'm crazy
I'm crazy oh so crazy
Why am I here?
Am I just wastin' my time?
And then I see my baby
So lately I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes
Oh, no!
As she continued to sing, the man that told her to stay in the room came in, and simply listened, intrigued as to how she seemed to sing so well, and how the words seemed to stir something deep inside of him.Sometimes it feels like the worlds on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
Cause sometimes it feels like the worlds almost over
And then she comes back to me—hee---e!
My baby girl
Keeps getting' older
I watch her grow up with pride
People make jokes
Cause they don't understand me
They just don't see my real side
I act like shit don't phase me
Inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive!
But then I see my baby
So lately I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes!
Oh, no!
Sometimes it feels like the worlds on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
Cause sometimes it feels like the worlds almost over
And then she comes back to me—hee---e!
Man if I could sing I'd keep singin' this song to my daughter
If I could hits the notes I'd blow something as long as my father
To show her how I feel about her
How proud I am that I gotta, god I'm a daddy,
I so glad that her momma didn't unown
Now you'd probably get this picture from my public persona
That I'm a pistol wippin' drug addict
Who bags on his momma
But I just wanna take this time out to be perfectly honest
Cause there's a lotta shit that I keep bottled
And it hurts deep inside of my soul
And just know that I grow colder the older I grow
This boulder on shoulder gets heavier and harder to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And I think my neck is breakin'
Should I just give up or try to live up to these expectations?
Now look,
I love my daughter more than life in itself
But I gotta wife that's determined to make my life a livin' hell
But I handle it well givin' the circumstances I'm dealt
So many chances, man, it's too bad, I coulda had someone else
But the years that I've wasted it's nothin' to the tears that I've tasted
So here's what I'm facin' three felonies, six years of probation
I've went to jail for this woman, I've been to bat for this woman,
He couldn't take anymore of her song of deep thinking and dark thoughts. He cleared his throat, to get her attention, but she hadn't heard him.
But fuck it it's over there's no reason to cry no more
I've got my baby, baby, the only lady I adore, Halie
So sayonara, try tomara, nice ta know ya,
My baby's traveled back the arms of the rightful owner
But suddenly it seems like my shoulders blades have just shifted
Its like the greatest gift can get,
The weight has been lifted
And now it don't feel like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
Cause my baby knows that her daddy's a soldier
Nothing can take her from me----
She ceased her song when she felt a hand on her shoulder, and turned to the man right in front of her, an unreadable look in his eyes. As she continued to stare, he quickly shifted his expression back to its usual place, making her shift her own to the floor.
They stayed there for a few more moments, then the man turned his back to her and began walking away, leaving the door open. She only looked up when she couldn't sense him in the room anymore. When she saw the vacancy of the open door, she took that his silent demand to follow him.
As she walked through its entrance, she saw him standing there staring at her, again making her avert her gaze. She heard him once again turn and she followed about five feet behind him. He led her through many hallways, reminding her of when he led her to the previous room. She began to wonder if he was just going to keep doing this until she died of boredom, but that thought went out the window when he opened a door to a room like none she had ever seen before.
It was absolutely beautiful, with many earthen tones covering the entire room, from floor to ceiling. There was a beautiful, cherry wood, raised futon centered against the back wall with dark maroon silk sheets and deep emerald green pillows. A small table was on the right side of the room, also cherry wood, with small bottles placed upon it. She immediately thought of them as make-up bottles, like the ones she used at home. On the left side of the room was armoire, again made of sherry wood, with carvings of cranes, dragons, and cherry blossoms. The bed and small table also had similar carving upon them as well. Her eyes were then drawn to the floor, which had a large rug upon it that reminded her of the grass outside. It also felt like grass, which intrigued her. Then there were the walls, which were painted to look like the forest itself. Trees and other foliage covered it completely. Lastly, the ceiling had a very interesting design upon it.
At the top right corner, a sun was painted like it was just rising, it continued through the sky until it touched the middle, where it merged with a crescent moon, and the moon took the rest of the journey across the ceiling to the bottom left corner.
All in all, it was an absolutely beautiful room, meant for one who loved the earth, 'and just my style!' she thought.
However, her thoughts were interrupted when she again felt that hand upon her shoulder. But this time, she felt a shock go through her, like a warning. She diverted her gaze from the room before her to the man she had left at the door's entrance.
"This will be your room. I will send a servant to assist you in preparation for dinner," He told her, his hand still on her shoulder. It was unnerving her greatly, for she still felt the slight pulse of the shock coursing through her. Turning towards him, she made sure that his hand fell from her, which helped to calm her.
"I thank you for giving me such a beautiful room. But may I ask you why you are being so kind towards me?" she asked, hoping he wouldn't give anymore silent treatment.
He looked at her as if she were had suddenly become nothing but a stain upon his pure white clothing. 'Could she not possibly make sense, or ask a more intelligent question?'
"Do not test me girl, it is not wise…"
He had hoped that would stir some fear in her, and teach her to shut her mouth, but it had the complete opposite effect. Instead of becoming fearful, the smell of irritation entered her scent and also a hint of anger. What surprised him most though, was the fact that not single one of these emotions showed upon her face, only in her scent…
"Well, I wish to know the reason, and would appreciate it if you'd answer my question," …and in her voice.
"You are strong, but that alone will not keep you alive, now---"
"Alive? You actually think you could kill me? If you do, then you'd better get some mental help, cause there's something loose up there," she told him, tapping his forehead with a long finger, and then crossing her arms while jutting out one of her hips; the stance of a challenge.
He on the other hand, was completely appalled by her strange behavior. Never had a woman ever acted so disrespectful towards him before. Now he had another reason to keep her alive, even if only for short while. First off, she could sing, second, her odd behavior. Maybe he could use this girl for a little amusement in his castle, for he hadn't had anyone like this around it for a few hundred years. He could use her to keep Jaken occupied and out of his hair too…the possibilities were becoming endless in his mind, and so he decided to let her live.
"Very well, if you so sorely insist upon an answer, then you shall receive one. You will be staying here because you're obviously a taiyoukai, and taiyoukai must be treated with the utmost respect."
Now that completely blew over her head. A taiyoukai? Weren't those just people from old fairy tales that her brother used to tell her before bed?
"A taiyoukai?"
"Hai."
"Why would you think I'm a taiyoukai?"
"Your marking clearly state that you are a descendent of the old southern kingdom. Or are you just a mix breed?"
"No, I am a descendent of the old southern kingdom. But I am certainly no Taiyoukai."
"Why not?"
"Because the lands I was to rule over were taken away over 700 years ago. I may be the last pure blood of my people, but I have nothing to rule over. I am a leader with no people to lead."
So? What do y'al think? I made sure this one was at least a little longer words wise than the first chapter, since I know y'al hate those shorty chaps. Anywho, R&R please, and I'll post ASAP! JA!