A/N: Alright so, jasperlittlesister, asked me to make this a two-shot and made a specific request. Though, she specifically said to keep the mating night out, it will hopefully imply what occurred, or will occur. It didn't turn out as heavily implied as I previously wanted it to be if only because I got caught up with all of the Rin and Shippou duo action going on.
Thanks so much Jasper's lil sis! I'm happy to know that you liked this story so much!
Butterflies fluttered in Kagome's stomach and she puffed up her rosy cheeks with air. She was already dressed in a traditional kimono that had been tailored to fit her womanly curves. Sango had helped select it along with Ayame and they had made sure that it was stunning. She checked her profile once more in the mirror before her and smoothed out the front of her kimono. She fingered the obi for a little while and smiled as she slowly relaxed.
"Alright, you can do this Kagome. It is your mating day, and no one else's. Well, except Sesshomaru's, of course."
Kagome turned around sharply as the knock on the screen reverberated across the empty room. "Come in."
She felt her voice quiver and she had to begin the long process of turning her exuberant nerves into pure steel all over again. Kagome saw Sango approach her from the corner of her eye and managed to calm herself down a little.
"Sango I'm dying!"
"I know what you mean, Kagome-chan, but do not 'freak out' or die, as you like to say."
"No! You don't know what I mean cause I am getting mated! Mated. It's different. Did you know that we have a whole eight day honeymoon? Eight days straight. No getting out of that room until we are one hundred percent sure that I am preggars and thoroughly 'taken care of' like InuYasha said last night! Eight days!
That is not normal, maybe Miroku has that stamina or a normal youkai but I sure as buttcakes do not! I mean one night of lovemaking, sure, that sounds nice but eight! Right here too! Luckily we have a barrier for tonight so no one will hear." By now she was floundering for air and was desperately trying to fill her lungs. Sango patted her back patiently and giggled at her crazy antics.
"Eight days does not sound too bad."
"That's easy for you to say, come on, I bet you and Miroku have gone for a straight ten. I bet it was when I gave you all of those condoms for Christmas. It's the only reason why there aren't twenty little kids running around here right now! We all know one of those days was unprotected or else Yameki and Tameko wouldn't be here right now. At least two of those ruttings were consecutive!" Her rant was abruptly stopped with a sharp smack to the back of the head by a heavily blushing Sango.
Shippou grabbed Rin's hand and led her through the dimly lit aisles of the unusually dark castle and towards where the ceremony was being held. He was annoyed that they were forced to go to bed early so that the adults could go and have the celebration without them. He had managed to get Rin to evade her caretakers and servants with a new kimono in hand. They had changed their clothing to represent the castle of the West and their elevated status and were hell bent on being there for the wedding ceremony. They even had a present for them.
Shippou's elfin ears twitched as he heard the distinct eloquence his new grandmother harbored and-knowing that the servants were catching up-quickly urged Rin to run towards the elaborate screen. He already knew that the demons and hanyous present were aware of their presence so there was no point in hiding behind it. Since he didn't want to make a scene he slowly opened the door and stuck his head in. He was happy only a few heads turned his way but they remained silent.
He snuck a quick glance at Sango and Miroku and waved nervously to a dubious Inuyasha. He lifted his finger and placed it quietly on his lips and ushered Rin in. She stood ram rod straight and held her head high in the room full of nobles not once stepping over the many layers in her stuffy kimono. He managed to quickly shuffle around a group of nobles he didn't know very well but luckily they merely glanced their way and stayed quiet.
He found a nice spot for him and Rin to sit and hid the present behind Shiori who had been able to attend along with Jinenji. He knew that their parents were just outside in the reception area but he still felt a bit angry with the fact that they got to go and he was forced to go to bed despite him being older. He looked over at Rin who seemed entranced by the ceremony taking place. He folded his arms and turned his face to look up.
Angry or not, he couldn't deny that Kagome was stunningly beautiful. Even dressed in her traditional Shiromuku she was breath taking. He smiled and continued to watch the ceremony.
Rin was beaming at the beautiful sight her adoptive father and now her soon to be mother made. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the elegant upsweep that could be seen just behind the thin lacey hood she wore. Her eyes drank up the sight of the elegance she portrayed so fluently; one she wished one day she could possess as well.
The tumble of the long spiraling sleeves simply added to her beauty. Her young eyes followed the shimmer of the violet colored amethyst held by a silver chain, and seamlessly connected to the beautiful pink rimmed petals of the gladiola bridal comb passed down from Lady to Lady. The colors of the house represented so boldly in them, just as they were in every facet presented by the blue blooded heir.
In turn she turned to her father who, feeling her expectant gaze upon his person, turned his head towards her. For the first time that night his citrine orbs were not holding captive the cerulean ones of his bride but instead the chocolate brown ones of his daughter; and the occupants in the room didn't miss that fact. She gave him a wide grin much like the one she had given him the day he had uttered her name in the long forgotten forest and-just as she had seen Kagome often do-she blew him a kiss.
He inclined his head in her direction and gave her a toothy smile, fangs and all. A few nobles had the audacity to gasp in horror but Sesshomaru paid them no heed. Kagome also turned towards them and though she raised a brow at their being there she graced them both with a gentle smile and blew them both a kiss as well. Briefly Rin noticed the sparkly silver lip gloss with awe before turning her attention to Shippou; whom readily offered his cheek. He 'trapped' the flying kiss there before 'grabbing' it and placing it on his lips.
He lifted his other hand and covered the one already on his lips before grandly flinging his arms out in a wide arc and sending sakura petals flying. His kitsune magic taking effect they scattered about the room and fell in gentle ripples around the pair, though he was smart enough to make sure it stayed away from the sakazuki and choshi set between them. Kagome giggled as a petal tickled her nose.
Sango and Miroku turned to them and just shook their heads, they had specifically told them they had to go to bed. The children hadn't listened but they knew Kagome probably appreciated the distraction even if they were disobeying. Sango discreetly noticed how Shippou had chosen clothing that greatly resembled what Sesshomaru was wearing except his cobalt blue hakamas and matching haori were a bit darker than the opaque teal that so resembled Kagome's eyes.
With the adorable distraction over, Kiyomi continued on with the ceremony of souls. While Shinto priests were definitely not part of the tradition; the alpha in the immediate pack would be the one who is required to bless the sakazuki cups and thus bless the mates-to-be. Since Sesshomaru was the one being mated the job fell onto the alpha of the pack as a whole.
Without a word Kiyomi spread about the plates on the small table between the bride and groom in the proper order. She lifted her hands over the table and closed her eyes. Almost instantly youki began to wash over them, after she was done she picked up the decorative choshi and began to pour a bit of rice wine onto the first cup. With impeccable grace she handed the shallow cup to Sesshomaru and the true blending of vows and of submission to one another began.
Kagome watched as Kiyomi placed the cup symbolizing 'heaven' atop the 'earth'. The ritual was complete and soon after, she and Sesshomaru would begin the consummation of their marriage. Her cheeks burned and she gave a slight sigh through her nose. As they stood Sesshomaru's hand settled onto the small of her back and she found herself shivering at the heat his warm hand emitted. She shyly glanced up at him from beneath her lashes and was surprised to find his golden eyes staring at her intently.
She was forced to turn away when Shippou's head rammed onto her thigh and he wrapped his small arms around her waist. She didn't hesitate in bending slightly so she could envelope him in her own embrace. She kissed the top of Shippou's auburn head and turned towards Rin who was getting her combed hair tussled by Sesshomaru. They stepped back when Shiori whispered something in Rin's ear and handed her a small bundle of sheer fabric. Rin smiled and thanked her before chancing a nervous look at Shippou. He grinned and took it from her and quickly offered it to Kagome.
"Mommy, me and Rin made stuff for you and Sesshomaru." His fluffy tail twirled around behind him and she instantly grabbed the package. Before she even opened it she gathered him in her arms and gave him a huge kiss on his cheek. She ignored the silver imprint she left in hopes that he wouldn't notice until later. She turned towards Rin and did the same. "Thank you guys so much. I love it!"
Shippou face palmed and cute little Rin put her hands on her tiny hips. "You haven't opened it yet!"
"But I know I'll love it anyways." She still opened up the corners and gasped at what lay inside. She lifted up the beautiful set of earrings and looked at the children.
"You made this?"
"Rin did." She lifted up her arms enthusiastically and gave her a grin. "They're for you. The metal thingy was Totousai but I made it."
Shippou nodded, "I helped with the jewels and I used my magic to make them stick together."
Kagome looked inside again realizing that there was still a slight weight in her hand. "Oh, there's something else in here." She reached in and pulled out a small pin.
"You put it on Tensaiga's hilt." Shippou explained to Sesshomaru.
She rolled it in her palm and noticed that the emblem on her earrings where the same. "What do the jewels mean?"
Shippou tilted his head innocently, "The pink one is the Sacred Jewel—"
Rin interrupted him and finished the sentence. "The white one is the cuasent moon on daddy's head."
"Wow..." She felt her eyes glisten with unshed tears as she marveled at how beautiful and significant the mark was. It was simple yet it signified everything. A soft pink polished gemstone was almost completely enclosed within a purely white amethyst. She knew what the children were speaking of and in that moment she understood what they meant to say with that one gesture. She barely felt it when Kimiyo placed the iro-uchikake onto her shoulders and accepted her into the family.
She was extremely overwhelmed by her children's actions and she let them know it.
After they were presented at the reception they were led to a separate chamber. Sesshomaru confidently strode in and removed her heavy iro-uchikake and laid it out on the futon. He removed his moko-moko and also draped it on the bed before looking back up at her with the most wicked smile she had ever seen grace his lips. She held her breath and felt shivers run up her spine. Was this the smile of death everyone spoke so fearfully of?
If it was, was it really supposed to be this arousing?
Xox
A/N: "Cuasent was not by mistake! I wanted a cute little kid mess up!"
I know it's short but hopefully you guys like it especially jasperlittlesister! If you have any requests as well; I will gladly make another chapter!
Also I know it was supposed to be the mating mark but I really loved the design and I couldn't help but make it their present. I was going to continue and make it the mating mark but then I just couldn't continue with it. I felt like it was enough and that this shot didn't need anymore! Really sorry, if it was a must have that I explain their mating mark…
Thanks to those who like my stories, even if they are very few. I am almost done with at least one of the others, so have that in mind!
It will be originally called Live, Love, Life. But I am thinking of changing the name. Also little Japanese lesson(you can skip this):
A shiromuku is a white wedding kimono-meaning white purity.
An uchikake is a wedding coat with a long trail. The word uchikake can have two prefixes being iro- or shiromuku- all that it shows is if it is colorful or if it is purely white.
In Japan the traditional wedding is the San-San-Kudo, or three-three-nine times. All it refers to is the fact that there is a specific process(which I won't get into detail with)and through that you make something akin to a vow. Back in the day of the samurai's or the Edo period it was also a way that a woman would in likely terms submit to a man. Not sure if it was wearing the white kimono or if it was more the San-San-Kudo.
Anyhow, the cups are blessed by a Shinto Priest and they drink out of those. There's a large one, a medium and a small one. The large represents 'humankind', middle means 'earth' and small is 'heaven' which is why it's stacked up. Oh, the cups are called Sakazuki and the kettle with the rice wine-or sake-is called chisho.
Just so you know, if you didn't before, sake isn't simply the marriage alcohol it is basically alcohol in general. Rice wine is a bit more traditional though there's a whole bunch of different types in Japan.