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P.S PLEASE, PLEASE EXCUSE MY LATENESS! I'M SO SORRY THAT THIS WAS SO LATE. I'm very sad to say that I'd run into a tiny bit of a dry spot… but hopefully the mental drought of Iz-topia is all cleared up!
I would love to give a humongous colossal big thanks to Lexy4eva for letting me borrow one of her most genius Ideas in order to complete this chapter.
This chapter is dedicated to Lexy4eva for her awesomeness in letting me borrow an idea and for writing some of the best stories that I have ever read. :D thanks so much!
Boredom can do many things to a child. It can make them pester a near by adult until, asking why to every answer give., it can make them spin around in circles until the throw up and it can make them curious, willing to go on an adventure in search of something to do. Kagome was much like a child when she was bored; she became curious.
Yawning Kagome sat up straight, her hair a wild mess, spilling every which way over her small frame. Looking around she remembered where she was, it had only been yesterday that she had tried to escape from her room for the second time. At this rate of her failed attempts she was sure that she wouldn't be out of here until she was twenty five. By that time Sango, Shippou and Miroku may as well have dumped her by the side of a road, seeing as how she seemingly abandoned them. Sesshoumaru would probably post guards outside her door if she tried to escape again today.
Standing up she moved to her wardrobe, donning a light pink kimono as objective to that as she was, she had no other choice, her old Miko uniform was tattered, bloody, and wrecked by the salt from the ocean. And her school clothes were back at camp with… Miroku, Sango, and Shippou.
Kagome choked on tears at the thought of them, she wanted to go home, to go back to them and hug them until they were blue from no air, to laugh and joke with them again, to be whole.
She sighed. I can't be thinking these things. They only make me cry. Kagome couldn't understand why she got so emotional over not seeing her friends. She'd get out of here someday, right? Right? Kagome panicked, she didn't know the answer to that question.
Looking down she huffed, pushing back unshed tears wanting to move forward, out into the cold cruel world that Kagome belonged to. Turning her head slowly something caught her eye; a white envelope lying on the floor right under the door crack, scrawled in regal calligraphy was her name across the top of the letter.
Bending down she picked it up and tossed it over in her hands, it felt slightly heavy. "What's this?" Reaching to open it a knock upon her door startled Kagome and she dropped the letter. "Come in!" She yelled, picking up and sliding the letter onto a table, out of sight. A small maid entered, bowing nervously and slightly fidgeting.
"Yes?" Kagome asked kindly, already seeing that the poor girl was already half scared to death.
"Kagome-sama, the morning meal is served in the lower dinning quarters. I was sent to retrieve and escort you." She said, not looking Kagome in the eyes but rather at the floor, her hands, and her feet.
She nodded "alright, breakfast sounds good. What is your name?" Kagome strolled out the door with the servant following close behind.
The girl stuttered for a second, being asked her name was quite a surprise. "My… my name Kagome-sama?" the maid stared wide eyed at the woman who simply smiled and nodded. "I am Hatsumomo. Does your ladyship except this name?"
"I think it's beautiful. This place is so big." She sighed as they turned a corner and entered yet another long hallway. "So… how come you work here?" Kagome looked at Hatsumomo who was smiling slightly.
"I was brought here as a young girl and trained to please the guests, no matter how much or," She shuddered. "What they ask for."
Kagome narrowed her eyes at that. Was Hatsumomo implying that Sesshoumaru let his guests have their ways with servants and maids? Kagome didn't have time to question the girl further as they arrived at the dinning hall.
It was lavish and grandiose for a dinning room, tiled walls of tan and brown, and pillars of stone framing the south entrance, an entrance at the left and right sides of the room and the north entrance leading to the kitchen. Kagome had been down here only once in staying of just three days so far, or was it four? Kagome couldn't recall how long she was incapacitated for either, so perhaps she had been here for more time than she remembered, she made a mental note to ask Rin later, and surely the little girl would know.
The table was made of thick polished pale white stone and the chairs lining the table polished dark wood with heavy amber colored padding atop them. The head seat was larger and more elaborate, a moon carved into the back board where, if someone was sitting there currently, the lower edge would reach the occupants head, should they be about Sesshoumaru's height.
Kagome narrowed her eyes again just thinking about that pompous jerk who thought that he could order her around. He needed her, to teach Rin when no one else would, to help his child grow into a young woman, to befriend her and keep her happy. So why was he even thinking of ordering her around!
When Kagome looked down from her glare session with the empty wooden chair she saw food, a whole plate of food just waiting for her to eat. Slowly chewing her food Kagome drew back into her thoughts.
…
Sesshoumaru looked down at the piece of paper in disgust. What was this? A joke? Lowly growling he reread the document sent to him so formally. It only had to be from one of the main lords, but what he was expecting in that letter, was not this.
Lord Sesshoumaru-
It has come to our attention that you will recently be approaching your 300th year of holding your position as Taiyoukai of the west. It has also been noted that you have yet to select a mate. Seeing as how the code states—
Sesshoumaru paused in his reading to ponder about this note. "Ah yes the code. That damned book of what and what not to do when serving as head Demon. I'll be sure to have someone shred every copy of the code when I get the chance. They won't have any absurd code for me to follow then." He sneered mentally, leaking as much acid into his thoughts as possible. Looking down he continued to finish the scrawled letter.
-- That one cannot be a Taiyoukai lord with out a mate by his side when he reaches the point of which he has held a kingdom for over three hundred years. You are left with the choices; find a mate who shall hold your mark before the date of the first of January, or give up your position to your second in command; Inuyasha. We have arranged a list of maidens –with power- available, sent along with this letter. We shall hope to see you mated at the kurisumasu ball.
Signed,
Lord HebiSoudai. Lady SenjoDoshi. Lady KayouTori. Lord Sukenu. Lord SuiTan. Lady NamiMeirou. Lord KameMa. Lady Kouen.
There they were the strongest leaders of the nation, eight out of ten anyways. Inuyasha couldn't really have been considered a leader anyways. With all his gallivanting about the country he probably didn't even know that he was a leader. The stupid half breed. Even so Inuyasha was dead, or as good as dead. That was another thing he needed to do; find a second in case he was unable to keep his place under control while he was away.
Perhaps when Rin grew a little—'no.' Sesshoumaru stopped his train of though right there. He wouldn't make her his second in command. If he were unable to handle it, it was more than likely she wouldn't be able to as well… though Rin did get her ways quite frequently. It would be too much pressure on her.
Perhaps then maybe… Never. That stupid Miko is not an option. Ever. If I hadn't found a mate they may suggest her, a human. They would push and push and push for it, telling me that my father was a great ruler and that he had loved a human. They must not meet that insane bitch of my brothers. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes and began to focus on writing a bitter reply to his conspirers.
…
Kagome paced her room, obviously Sesshoumaru hadn't wanted to see her because there were no maids or servants sent to get her. And no evil plots to make her angry, no Rin to watch because she was napping or playing in her room.
Maybe this was his dark plot, to make her go mad with boredom. Yes, that was it, He wanted to make her more crazy. She decided.
Kagome turned; ready to burst through her door and occupy herself with something when she thought of the white letter she'd received. Walking over to the table next to the pink rose colored couch Kagome looked at the envelope carefully before opening it.
There were a series of letters, each marked with a number, and a smaller letter that read Kagome in beautiful French script. Pulling that one off the stack first she unfolded it and read carefully. Her face contorting with confusion at what was written so perfectly across the page.-
Find the room where the full moon shines,
Setting over waters glowing
As she runs along the shore.
About a hollow center
Shall bind those who enter
To the world of the new Queen.
May the chilled and broken child guide by spirit.
Kagome moved to inspect the other papers when her smooth pale hand slid across the edge. A line of red marking the edge of her finger where the paper had slid. She moved her hand closer to her face to inspect it.
She scowled as a drop of blood formed from the cut. A small drop of crimson blood slipping from her slim finger, falling on the blank part of the paper below the poem, spreading out in splatters the drop began to grow, smoothing over the paper, forming lines and shapes that were drawing themselves alone.
It twisted and curved, forming hallways and rooms, changing her view from the paper into a wooden door with a full moon crested upon it, waves rolling beneath it. Lifting her hand Kagome brushed her fingers across the door to the new room she was seeing, somehow the paper had taken her there, magically moving her.
The wood was soft, very soft. Almost as if it wasn't really wood but fabric disguised as it. Looking down Kagome saw there was no knob but rather a hole in the door. Slowly she lowered her self to the opening to inspect it, looking through the open hole Kagome could see nothing but a cold wind struck her face and eyes, and then, just like magic the door opened to Kagome, revealing a garden covered in crystalloid floating particles that looked like snow but glittered far more than the brightest of diamonds.
She slowly pulled her sleeve back and held her hand out. The floating objects which landed on her hand weren't cold, but rather soft and warming her palm quickly. A hissing sound was heard and Kagome saw that the diamond like flake in her hand had turned into a small blue flame that did not burn.
Above her was not the sun but rather the moon, full and more beautiful than she'd ever seen. Crossing a small bridge over a running stream Kagome made her way through the glorious but simple garden. It looked as if it stretched for miles and it was filled with flowers of all kinds, cornflower here, chamomile there, hydrangea in its proper bush form, lilacs next to the familiar pink flattened wild rose, purple freesia, green daisy growing with cattails of sorts. It was majestic in every sense, age old trees spotting where the horizon would begin if the sun ever shone and new ones growing along the path.
Kagome wandered along the path, steadily making her way in the blue moonlight and through the flowers to some unforeseen place. Making a winding turn down a hill Kagome continued on her path until she saw what lie at the end.
Kagome stopped right in her tracks, there at the bottom of the path, curving down a hill and reaching the quiet stream was the most beautiful tree Kagome had ever see, it was white every where around it, making it look like it was covered in snow. Off of it the tiny crystals, like shining tears, were floating away into the night sky.
Below the tree sat a goddess, no not a goddess, she was more, she was the most earth defying being that she belonged in heaven. So fragile looking and beautiful she could only be a hallucination. She's beautiful. And with that thought the angels head turned and she stared right at Kagome.
…
Sesshoumaru growled and practically smashed his head into the desk, not only had he received more than five letters on his having to find a new mate but he'd also received a list of some of the most annoying and stupid demons and women that he'd ever met. He'd hardly even gotten past the first twenty names of women before he'd become more than frustrated.
Picking the paper up again, he continued on with the horrid list. Lady so and so here, maiden what's her name there. Women, or better phrased, demons, Sesshoumaru had met once or twice in his many years alive.
Most of them he'd disliked from the start, consumers, were what Sesshoumaru had come to know them as, people who latched onto another person with power, money, or good looks and used them to no end, consumed their will and enraptured them with beautiful lies and sinful kisses that feigned innocence and pleasure when all they were really after was the money, power, and body of the product.
And Sesshoumaru had all of that. Scrolling down the list he saw not just Demons but human Himes and priestesses. Didn't these stupid lords and ladies understand that he hated humans?
He refused to follow in his fathers footsteps, as strong as the almighty dog lord was; he had made one simple mistake of 'loving' a human. Sacrificing his life was a stupid and foolish thing to do for just some wench. But that was after mother, that was after her lowly death and when father had been in so much grief. He'd become attached because Izayoi took the pain away. And then she killed him and bred a Hanyou, an insolent vile human woman with a bastard for a child. And I'll never ever love a human. Never. Sesshoumaru looked down at the paper again scrolling through; he could pick out very few names of people he'd not yet met.
Sesshoumaru's thoughts were cut off by that of the Miko's disturbances yet again. In only four days had his life changed unbearably. He now regretted even accepting Rin's pleading gaze that fateful and wretched day.
But now was not the time to recall on past memories; someone had broken the seal; someone was inside the hidden oasis that locked in the only nightmare Sesshomaru had ever dreamt of. His eyes brimming over with ice cold anger at the small woman who had just destroyed the only thing locking in his past. Racing to the door he yanked it open, only to see Rin standing there, a vase of flowers clutched in her arms.
"Good afternoon my lord!" Rin greeted in her usual happy tone, holding the vase out to her master. "Rin brought you"— but the child was unable to finish as she was shoved aside a little too roughly.
Rin felt her vase slip from her hands and drop to the floor in an ear splitting shatter. Tears welled up in the child's eyes, but her master was long gone. His exiting comments, ones of harsh and monotone anger, were the same she'd heard for all her life; 'stay out of the way.' But for some reason it just didn't seem the same this time, this time it stung more than anything in the world, this time had broken her because not only had he pushed her, he'd disposed of her, moved her aside just like he would any other useless item in his possession.
Had she been any younger she would have let it pass; let the gesture slide with a pout and some grumping for a few days, maybe even the silent treatment. But she was not any younger and deep down inside of her, something brewed, something boiled over causing her to react. She stood, running straight to her dormitories; she needed to be alone, to get rid of this… anger, this frustration at herself, at her Sesshoumaru.
Bursting through the door Rin ran to her bed and landed face down on it. She felt someone pat her head softly and whisper to her.
"My poor baby. I'm sorry he hurt you, I know how much you love him and how you think he cares about you." Rin nodded her head to the soft voice, thinking it was one of her beloved maid friends.
"He doesn't care about you. But I do. I love you, my baby. Come with me, we can spend all day playing in fields of flowers and play when ever you want." The voice soothed further, lulling Rin into a deep and undisturbed sleep. The last thing that Rin remembered seeing was beautiful silver blue hair.
Yes, this was a bit short. But the next chapters are a little bit longer. And I figured that no one would want to sit there for several hours just reading about how much Sesshoumaru hated reading and how bored Kagome was.
Next chapter: Pictures of the past and the missing child!