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People always have said that days go by fast. As if the years alone aren't enough for them to handle. Time seems like an endless sea that drifts and floats. Going it's own way as the other part of it went theirs. The clouds roll by with a gentle voice as time seemed to flow and flow on forever. Quiet, yet loud at the same time. With the god of thunder and lightening deceased. The force just seemed to roll on it's own. Ending with a 'clasp' and a loud 'boom' every few seconds. Sands traveled throughout dry seas. Oceans seemed to turn with each passing day. Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. And finally, months turned into endless years. The castle seemed to flock with servants as they watched Rin progress and grow into a young lady. Of course, it was no surprise to them. She was growing up faster then they could count. Years seemed painfully long for demons. Even half demons. Even if it was three years later.
The dim brink of morning came to the sky as the hues of orange, red, pink, and yellow came to the sky. White birds called out in high pitched sounds as they drifted along the pale blue morning horizon. The forests were calm, with creatures and beasts alike sleeping in their wake. The ground was soft with a recent rain that came a day or so ago. As the season of winter was coming to an end a month or so from now, flowers of white and red bloomed up from the ground. The petals long and curving as they curled out. Making it look like a white lily. Soft yellow centers and steams peaked out as they swayed in the light air surrounding the many forests. The red flowers, seemed like wildfire at it's dead peak. Small yellow strips on the ends of them. These flowers seemed to be every where. Coating the meadows and valleys of the lands.
The harvest of vegetables and fruits were also among the daily chores of villages and towns. The orchards and fields of vegetables and fruit seemed to be full of servants and farmers in the villages. Baskets filling to the brim with every kind of fruit you could imagine. Ripe and juicy with contents of utter happiness. They seemed to be loading baskets by the wagons full to take to towns and villages. The cities already had their own private supply. Humans aged and people grew. They figured it was just a matter of time. Before another year, another harvest. But for some reason, this one seemed special.
Straight and to the point, it seemed like a very busy year. The western castle it'self was running it's own tasks. Recovering from a brief encounter with some wild boar demons. Of course they won. With Hitoshima as their leader. There was nothing the western army couldn't do. As of now, the morning was coming early for them. Soldiers still fast asleep in the tents and tiny shacks that served as their sleeping grounds on the fields overlooking the training valley below. Equipment and cook house alike set up down there for them. Inside the tents was another story. Pieces of armor were casted onto the floor with little thinking. Some creating piles, and others blocking walkways and bedrolls. Three story bunk beds filled with sleeping demon solders. Each large tent holding around twenty solders. Loud snores and grunts could be heard from inside. Some sleeping on their backs and holding pillows. Blankets shifted halfway off the bed and feet sticking out over the wooden frames. Little movement was made by the solders as the last rays of late night was still in the air. The sun was just coming up after all. Even the front line dogs were fast asleep around the training grounds. Fires still smoking or black with ash from last night fires. Sake bottles and utensils scattered around the center of the camp from the feast the night before.
The clothing lines were another thing. Hardly any clothes on there since most solders slept in their clothes. It was a nasty pigsty. Dirt and mess filled the camp. A light step of boots stopped as black pants and kimono shirt rustled in the man's movements. His dark red hair tied back in a long ponytail. Red eyes looking over the camp as he held a kendo stick in one of his clawed hands. His co-captain came up next to him. Green hair and black eyes framed his figure. Glasses on his face as he looked around the camp along with the general. Hitoshia sighed as the kendo stick tapped down onto the ground. He couldn't believe what a mess this army had made in one night. Coming back here and having a Sake party full of drinking and smoking all because they won a useless fight. Then again, they hadn't really had much action in awhile, so who could blame them? Action was action. And blood was blood. So he figured they had to be happy about something. The thing that really got him on edge, is the fact that they had come back to the Western grounds in the vey early morning. And the soldiers had gone straight to bed the first chance they got. Not caring about Hitoshia's speech or the snacks they had received as a short dinner. Nope, bed had been their first option. Big mistake. The place was a mess. And if Lord Sesshomaru was to walk into something like this. He would without a doubt have a long chat about organization with the army. His chats, weren't the best thing either. They tried to avoid them as much as possible. Hitoshia's foot crushed a glass bottle of Sake under his foot.
", Bloody animals. Always making a mess of the place! What would Lord Sesshomaru say to this?", he said with a light sigh as he scratched the kendo stick on the ground abit. His Lieutenant Razian simply sighed as he stepped forward.
", I have no idea sir. This place is simply a mess. Horrible.", Razian said as Hitoshia groaned in deep frustration.
", We have practice every morning. I at least expected them to be wise and clean up abit. But grown men! Demons! Can't even get that done!", he said slamming the kendo stick down hard on the ground.
", Should we awake them General Hitoshia? It is nearly daybreak.", said Razian as Hitoshia nodded simply. His red eyes looking up around the camp.
", Wake the front lines. They'll be enough. Get them in check Lieutenant. I have to go overview battle plans.", he said as he walked off. Razian nodded before closing his eyes. Opeing them, he put a finger to his lips and blew softly. A silent whistle sounded throughout the camp as groans and curses of soilders could be heard from the tent. Yes, the silent sound was ear splitting and painful. But it got them awake.
", Alright!", Razian bellowed loudly as some soilders stumbled out of the tent flaps. ", Get your asses up and moving! Now! It's a brand new day boys! Time for trainning! Twenty minutes before flag time! Move it!", he shouted as the bells in the trainning grounds rang. Soilders tumbled and fell out of bed as they struggled to get on shoes and wrist braces. Hair ties were put in un even as t-shirts and black hakama pants were thrown on. Guns and weapons were stacked against the box crated walls as front line dogs barked and ran about in and out tents. Beds were forgotten to be made as clothes were thrown up in a sea of soilders.
", Awwww damn!", one of the soilders from a tent could be heard. Grumbles of 'crap' and 'shit' could be heard as soilders quickly made their way out of the tents. Lining up as the front lines ran to rest at their feet a few feet away. Half of them looked a mess and all of them were sure smelly and in need of cleaning. They scratched at their backs and behinds before they noticed Razian. Making an effort to straighten up, he began to walk in front of the still forming line of men. At the crack of dawn. He shook his head as he turned to look at all of them. Taking a whif in the air and right away turning his head.
", I would say 'good morning'.", he said before looking at them. ", But in my case, I can't.", he said as he continued to walk on. ", You all bloody stink!", he shouted as some flinched. Others mocked him in their heads. ", I understand we had a long, and easy victory with the boar demons last night. But General Hitoshia at least expected for you all to clean up abit after yourselves when you came back here.", he said as soilders said nothing as he continued to speak.
", We have trainning this morning as you all know! Lord Sesshomaru comes down here once a month to see our progress! So if he sees this place the way it is now, I'm sure we're all in for a nice chat.", said Razian as some of the soldiers gulped. Others winced. They knew exactly what was going to be said next.
", Clean up this place before General Hitoshia gets here! Only after that is done will I allow you all to go to the cook house. And I mean that! No one is leaving until I see everything is the exact way it was a week ago!", he ordered as soldiers broke into a scramble. Picking up the glass and getting baskets to put the dirty clothes in. Fixing up the tents and bunks while they were at it. ", And while your doing that, wash up!", he barked once more as soldiers already got towels and soap. Razian sighed as he turned away from the busy camp. Stepping back towards the General's tent as he opened the flap to see Hitoshia bent over a large map with chess like figures of soilders and tents on it. He used his horse whip to move them around as he pushed them.
", The soldiers are up and moving sir.", Razian said with a bow as Hitoshia looked up. Simply nodding as he went back to his work.
", I heard. Many thanks to you Sir. Razian. ", he said as Raizan nodded. ", It was my job sir.", he replied as he walked inside. ", What are you currently working on?", he asked. Abit unsure if he should be asking such a thing. Hitoshia answered anyway.
", It was wierd on how the boar demons seemed to come in from.", he said as he looked at the green part of his map which stood as a jungle on the map.
", How so?", asked Razian puzzled as he leaned over to look at the map. Seeing the figures laid out as he stuided them.
", It seems as if they all came from a center direction. A spot where it is popular among feeding and mating terms.", he said as Razian listened.
", I don't follow. What is unusal about that sir?", asked Razian as Hitoshia glanced up at him.
", They almost never, leave that spot at once.", he said as it suddenly hit Raizan like a slap to the face. The boar demons never traveled in large flocks like they had eariler in the battle. They always came in small, hundred numbers instead of thousands. His face creased in concern.
", Your right...", he breathed out lighty as he stuided the map abit more. ", What do you think it could mean sir?", he asked as Hitoshia turned away from the map.
", I have no idea Sir. Razian. But it seems...as if they were running from something...", he said as Razian blinked.
", Running...", he said as both men grew quiet. They didn't think it was too big of a pattern to tell Lord Sesshomaru just yet. For he might call it a miscount or a wronged view of the battle at hand then. They decided to let it drop, but something in the back of Hitoshia's mind didn't like it.
The soft air blowing in her room from the open window finally made her stir in her bed. Her patio doors had been opened and the white drapes blew inside the room from the light air that circled around the room. Her vanity table was left untouched as a brown brush sat on it's dark oak table. Different size and color jade combs sat next to that. Hair ties and flowers were scattered among the top as they moved with the light wind. One happened to fall softly onto the floor beside the black stool. The room had a light air to it as the white silk drapes blew around the canopy bed Rin had. The sheets and many pillows making it a soft comfort against her skin as she shifted in her bed.
It was still very early in her mind as she opened her eyes softly. Looking towards the patio as her back was towards the door. She brushed her hand out of the covers to clutch lightly at the pillow. Eyes blinking as her legs stretched and moved under the sheets. She turned on her back, letting out a soft yawn as she covered her mouth with her hand. Black hair tied up in a long braid. She looked by now around her twentys. Her legs shaped and formed to be perfect curves. Her body was a decent shape to be in fact. Her earth brown eyes looking up at the ceiling as a soft smile came to her lips. She let out a soft sigh as the smell of breakfast caught her nose.
Turning her head, she saw a platter of orange juice and a bowl of rice, egg, turkey bacon, and toast mixed together. Oh, how it seemed so good. She could sit here and smell it forever if she had to. Sitting up in bed, she thrusted up her arms to stretch again. Hm, such a slow morning. But she liked it this way. Things were alot more calm and productive. The covers moved to reveal her night kimono. Pink and soft against her skin. She looked again at the breakfast and right away knew who had made it. She sighed as she spoke. ", Ah, Akuya. Only she could master this...", she said as she picked up her chopsticks and dug into the food. Taking abit of rice and egg as she chewed and swallowed it. ", Good as always.", she said as she dove into the food. Not even noticing that her clothes had been picked out, or that a bath had been made for her. She continued to eat until only a few pieces of rice were left. She set down her chopsticks after she was done. Patting her stomach as she took a drink of orange juice to wash it all down. Feeling content, she got up and out of her bed. Strolling over towards her bathroom as she saw the bath.
Well, it didn't hurt to take one today. She slugged out of her night time kimono as she dipped herself into the luke warm water. Smiling to herself, she began to wash her body Washing her hair as well. Thinking of what she could do today, she stepped out of the water. Drying herself off before putting on a new kimono. Something quick and not too time consuming. Now it was onward to explore.
She slowly walked out into the hallways, not seeing many people at first. But she only continued on. Making sure her footsteps were light and soft. So not to cause anyone else to wake up. Unknown to her that Sesshomaru was already up and about as always. As if he had never done anything else. She looked around in wonder at the tall ceilings and rafters. Wondering how long it took them to build such a thing. Well, one could only wonder. So she continued to wander around for abit. First on the upper flooor, just admiring all of the pretty vase flowers and artwork that hung around the bedrooms. Oh, she didn't dare venture into the bedrooms. She wasn't even going to try. Plus it was also very rude. Although she longed to see what was behind all of the doors. The different lifestyles and reflection that each room ownerclaimed. As temptingas it was, she wasn't going to try it.
She was suprised though that the demons in this castle put flowers in the hallways. She didn't know if it was to make the place smell nice, or just for good affect. Butshe did know that she loved flowers.And they were mostly wild ones anyway.The yellow and white ones you often found sprouting up from the ground. Not hard to find, and she could find some in less then a minute if she wanted too outside. Her fingers reached out to touch the petal of one of the flowers. The feeling was verysoft and the light scent of sweet grass filled her nose. That was also Ah-Un's favorite food. She continued on after getting a flower to put in her hair. It couldn'thave hurt.
After exploring the bedroom wing of her section, she decided that she would head outside for abit.In the morning, of course she would. Heading down the hallway, she managed to find the door to the garden. Outside the air was fresh and pure. No sounds of birds yet made their call to the morning. A light mist covered the ground and dew shone in the air. The trees seem to have an errie silence to them. As if they didn't care to speak to the wind at all. No birds. No sun. No clear pathes. It was all foggy due to the morning dew coating the ground. She gulped, taking a step outside as she entered the courtyard. Clutching the kimono tight to her frame, her feet felt the damp ground for a moment. Shivering before she slipped back on her sandles.
", Is it always this quiet in the morning?", she wondered to herself as she ventured around the bend. Looking at the garden that started from the entrance. She found it rather suprising from the path that didn't seem there a minute ago. It was also still rather cold outside, so she wasn't going to take off her shawl and prance around in the meadows. Her eyes still wandered as she stepped into the sitting area. It was pretty. With flowers of a light dusty blue and white. Sitting in the calm fog, she simply couldn't resist bending down and plucking one.
Smiling, she took a soft whiff of the flower. It smelled simply lovely. Finally, she sucked up her pride and sat in the damp meadow. Not caring if her kimono got wet or damp. She would get over it. Although she knew that she wasn't the only one up. She was certain that alot of other demons, as well as humans were up too. Doing various chores around the castle. Sighing, she slowly slumped back into the flowers now. Picking some decent ones before making a flower crown. Her thoughts getting scattered like they always had been. As the clouds rolled by, a demon watched from his window. Silly Rin.