well, did Sesshomaru pull anything? did he try to make a pass at our heroine? or did he behave like a complete gentleman and refrain from doing the things his hormones wanted him to do? you'll have to find out by reading this chap. enjoy!
disclaimer: InuYasha in its entirety is copyright to Takahashi Rumiko; my OCs belong to me.
Being inside his car was almost overwhelming: it even smelled like him.
Of course she didn't dwell on such a thing when getting into the passenger side, instead busying herself with buckling the seatbelt and placing her bag on the floor between her feet.
"Your choice in footwear is interesting." He noted aloud once they were out of the school parking lot, stirring her attention from staring out the passenger window at the passing buildings.
She pursed her lips. "You're not going to go bipolar and insult my boots, I'd hope…" She began warily, glancing over at him.
His hands gripped the steering wheel and he rolled his eyes. "No, I'm not like that. If I were, you'd have disliked me more." He replied.
She blushed and looked down at the fabric of her skirt, pulling it down a little out of self-conscious reflex. "That's true… Sorry for stomping on your foot this morning." She muttered.
His ear twitched; she was apologizing? Maybe he should've talked to her sooner… "It wasn't your fault, don't apologize." He replied, perking her ears.
Getsu's blush deepened a little and she smiled slightly. "Okay."
Sesshomaru glanced at her to see her gaze had returned to stare out at the world passing by, her chin being supported by her right hand's lightly crumpled fist. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all… Maybe she really wouldn't be such a handful as he'd first judged her to be.
"My house is just a few blocks from here." She mused, jerking him from his thought bubble.
He glanced at the houses to the right of the car and nodded a little. "College-Calculus was kind of a bitch today." He muttered; even though he was one for supporting silence, silence in a confined space with a girl less than ten feet away from him didn't pan out well for his gods-forsaken hormones he hardly ever showed to the world.
She chuckled and glanced over at him. "Well I'll be damned; I didn't think you knew how to curse." She mused, teasing him.
Sesshomaru smirked slightly and huffed. "Kind of hard to curse in a public place your father basically runs." He quipped.
Getsu nodded wisely and relaxed in the seat, sparing a glance at the scuffs on her boot toes. "Don't think what those skanks said in College-Cal got to me, because they didn't." She saw him lift a brow briefly out of the corner of her eye. "I'm used to hearing that kind of stuff, at this point." She grumbled the last sentence softly.
"So how did you overcome letting their words get to you?" He dared ask, pausing at a red light.
She lifted a hand to scritch the back of her head gingerly. "One group of skanks cornered me after class one day in junior high; beat the crap out of them and what was left of their group spread word that I was a tough bitch. After that I didn't get bothered again throughout junior high and my first two years of high school over in Nagasaki. It was nice while it lasted." She explained calmly.
So that explains things, he mused, his mind travelling to the combat boots she wore on her feet before he smirked to himself at hearing of her previous reputation. "Pretty sure fighting is grounds for expulsion at this school; just a head's up." He informed in the same tone.
"I figured as such; it's not a popular academy for no damn reason. Though I might risk that expulsion if Onigumo comes at me again." She almost growled the last sentence, the name of that slick tool tasting like acid on her tongue.
Sesshomaru chuckled quietly. "Spunky," he murmured.
Getsu blushed slightly and looked out the window; did he just compliment me? She thought. Her mind travelled to what would be awaiting her at home and she ran a hand through her tousled ebony hair, groaning under her breath.
"Is something wrong?" He glanced at her once hearing the groan.
She blinked and looked over at him, flashing a cheesy smile. "Nope, nothing in the slightest!" She assured with a wave of her hand.
Fuck, if Mama sees who drove me home… Fuck, fuck, fuck, she chewed her bottom lip in anxiety. I don't even wanna know what Papa will say when he gets home and Sesshomaru is dragged to eat dinner with us!
Sesshomaru cocked a brow again; she sounded like she was thinking of something horrid, he mused, vainly hoping what awaited her at home would be far from such a thing.
Getsu almost froze on the spot when the car slowed to a crawl and halted infront of the driveway of her home.
It was a modest house, one-storied, and painted yellowish beige with red on the roof shingles and outer window frames, the front door painted a darker shade of red than the one of the window frames and roof shingles.
She blinked at seeing a sleek black motorcycle parked only a few feet infront of where his car was, noting that her mother's car was in the driveway; she wanted to sink into the seat and melt into the upholstery. Fuck, she inwardly groaned.
"Thanks for the ride." She said, her voice quiet when it passed her lips, further raising the curiosity of her newfound friend.
He lifted a brow at seeing the motorcycle parked infront of his car. That wolf Koga owns a motorcycle just like that… unless that is his motorcycle, and he's already inside the house. A slight twinge of annoyance caused the muscles in his jaw to tighten again; did he like Getsu? Or was he her boyfriend? He doubted it. Koga was a year younger than both he and the girl still sitting in his car, and he didn't seem to be like her type.
"Would you like to come in?" She almost bit her tongue; what the hell was she saying? Sesshomaru in her house was the last thing she wanted right now! Especially with one of her parents' home, awaiting her eldest daughter to walk inside and tell her about her first day at a new school… God she was an idiot.
"If it's no trouble on your part," he replied, making the anxiety in her gut churn.
Sunnuva… "No, it's not." Stupid, stupid, stupid idiot.
He cut the engine, stepping out and closing the door behind his exit; she pushed her door open and climbed out much quicker than he had, grabbing the strap of her bag and blazer, shrugging the latter onto her shoulders and doing the same for the former as he came around the front of the car and she closed the door, fishing her keys out of the side pocket of her bag and leading the way to the front door.
She was nervous; he could practically smell it.
But what is she nervous for? Are her parents cruel to her? Or is it because she brought a boy home? He wondered, inwardly noting that the boots she wore did indeed make her stand out when coupled with the uniform's blazer, vest, shirt and skirt.
Here goes nothing… She took a deep breath and opened the door.
The front room wasn't exactly in disarray as he'd have thought it was; in fact, it was actually kept clean enough.
His guide dropped her bag onto the nearest piece of furniture –which so happened to be a large and comfortable-looking blue couch across from the doorway—and draped the blazer onto the back of the couch, placing her keys on the small bookshelf near the TV before continuing on.
"Mama? Kori-chan?" She called as he inwardly raised a brow.
Ah yes, I forgot she had a sister, he thought, remembering seeing her earlier that morning.
"Onee-chan, there you are!" Her sister poked her head out of the kitchen, her soft blue eyes landing on her sister's gray eyes before they lifted to meet her friend's gold eyes; she stepped into the living room, having mirrored her sister and forsook the blazer and vest of the uniform, instead wearing the pale gray shirt with a few buttons undone and the skirt. "Sesshomaru-sempai? What're you doing…?" She trailed off as it clicked; she looked at her sister and smiled wryly. "Obviously I'm not the only one to bring a boy home." She mused lightly.
Getsu's cheeks flared a hue of reddish pink her friend lifted both brows at (and found made her look cute) and she snorted, crossing her arms over her chest. "Where is Mr. Ladies' Man, anyway?" She ground out, making a mental note to beat her sister into a coma once Sesshomaru and Koga had left.
Korihime smirked cheekily at the flushed face of her older sister, nodding her head to the kitchen. "Talking with Mom. Sesshomaru-sempai, thanks for driving my sister home. Would you like to stay for dinner?" She asked innocently, making the blush deepen on her sister's face.
"Kori, I don't think he'd wanna spend any more time around this place than he's already spent…" Getsu began.
"I'd love to." Sesshomaru answered calmly, making the petite junior stiffen.
Why that cheap sunnuva… She closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. Fuck! She wanted to shout.
He inwardly smiled; trying to give him the brush-off, was she? Nice try, princess, he thought as the inward smile stretched.
"The restroom is the first door on the left," her sister ushered the older boy to the bathroom to wash up.
The door closed behind him.
"You're trying to kill me." Getsu hissed, glaring daggers at her sister's innocent blue orbs.
Korihime smiled cheekily. "What's with the embarrassment? He's actually a guy that Papa would approve of; intelligent, calm, respectful… Doesn't Inu Taisho know him anyway? Or they met or something once; Papa told us about it at one point, before we moved here." She tapped her chin with a finger thoughtfully.
She growled and stomped past her to get out of her uniform clothes, slamming the door shut behind her.
She chuckled softly and retreated inside the kitchen with a skip in her step.
A heavy sigh escaped her once the door was closed; she locked it just for safety measures and yanked the socks off her feet, rifling through her dresser drawers for a fresh shirt and finding a dark teal top that had pink polka-dots designed on it.
Well, this is just casual, it's not like we're dating or anything like that: we're just friends. That's all. She repeated this over and over for at least five times as she changed out of the vest and shirt, tossing them onto her bed after pulling the top over her shoulders and unlocking her door.
Don't let this get screwed up, she thought, inhaling and opening the door to the hallway; she blinked at seeing her fellow junior stepping out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Gold and gray clashed.
She blushed and was the first to look away, silently elated the shirt she'd picked didn't show a lot of cleavage, just a modest bit. "Sorry if my sister kind of forced you into this." She apologized, looking down at her bare feet.
He smiled a little and shook his head. "It's alright; I wasn't going to do much at home anyway, just work on homework most likely." If I have homework, he inwardly added; most of the time his teachers hardly gave him homework on account of him being the dean's eldest son as well as keeping up ahead of the class.
She smiled back and nodded. "Well alright, if you insist." She stepped out into the hallway first, leading the way again to the kitchen.
He eyed the sway in her hips and smiled to himself, following with his hands in the pockets of his pants.
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She wanted to crawl under a rock and die.
Her father was a man of medium build and had cobalt hair just like her sister; his trademark gray eyes looked silver that she had inherited, with a calm smile and a kind and honest light in his mid-forties face.
Koga had passed his 'inquisition' by a hair's breadth compared to Sesshomaru; the latter was immediately treated as if he were her father's own son.
Of all things she could've asked to happen –get run over by a truck, caught in a store robbery on her way home, gotten struck by lightning—the last thing she had ever wanted to happen was that her father actually approved of the first boy she brought home… And the fact that said boy was Taisho Sesshomaru added emphasis to that.
They were just friends! He barely knew her for God's sake! If her father even brought up the topic if betrothal… she would most likely snap.
Her sister was basically in the same state, save that she was keeping her attention focused on the remnants of her food still on the plate; if this was some cruel joke by fate, then fate had a really fucked-up sense of humor.
The object of her humiliation glanced at her from sipping his drink, practically seeing a dark cloud hovering over her head that drooped down in something he could only assume was shame; he smirked a little in satisfaction, placing his glass down and glancing over at the clock on the wall. Father should be home right now, he mused. "I should be going," he announced calmly, noting his fellow junior's head shot up quickly at his words as both her parents and her sister plus Koga perked up as well, simultaneously glancing at the clock.
Her mother, a petite fair-skinned woman with slowly-graying jet black hair loosely tied in a bun and calm sky blue eyes, smiled good-naturedly at the boy. "Thank you for bringing Getsuei home, Sesshomaru. Korihime, would you get the dishes?" She turned to her youngest, seeing her blink.
Korihime punched the arm of the sophomore sitting at her left wearing a cocky smirk on his lips before obeying and slipping away to take the plates from the table and shuffle to the kitchen sink. "Make yourself useful and help me with these, wolf boy." She added over her shoulder.
Koga rubbed his arm gingerly and scowled slightly at her exit, seeing his friend shake her head and chuckle, before he sighed and straightened to go help; he nodded to his sempai friend. "See ya tomorrow, mutt boy." He smirked good-naturedly before leaving the table.
Sesshomaru rolled his eyes at the "term of affection", ignoring the smirk from his newfound friend, before straightening and putting his chair back in place. "Thanks for dinner. Your hospitality was very nice." He added with a small smile before turning to leave the kitchen.
Getsu caught the slight look her mother shot her before she exhaled and straightened nimbly to trot after him to see him off.
"Your parents are good people." He noted once they were outside, hooking his thumbs in the pockets of his pants like his brother did, turning to look at her.
She shrugged and rubbed her neck absently. "They're pretty cool when you get to know them; of course my dad was a little over-zealous in regards to that…" She chuckled sheepishly and smiled.
He smiled back and looked up at the sky painted a deep blue with traces of pink streaked here or there as the sun's last retaliation against the oncoming moon and her onslaught of shining stars slowly coming out in the dark twilit sky. "He's a lot like my own father." Of course he's probably wondering where I am right now, he inwardly added with a sweatdrop.
"I'm glad you decided to stay for dinner; it would've probably been boring if it was just Kori who was bringing a boy home." And probably more intense, knowing Papa, Getsu inwardly shuddered.
Sesshomaru raised a brow; so I really was the first boy she brought home, he thought, his gold eyes softening as he felt like his pride swelled just hearing that he was the first boy to be approved as well as brought before Getsu's parents. "I'm glad too." He saw her blush slightly before he smirked and nodded his head. "I've got to be going before both my father and InuYasha send out a search party."
Getsu chuckled at that and nodded as he turned to go to his car. "See you tomorrow." She declared.
"Definitely. That color suits you, by the way." Sesshomaru called calmly, perking her ears; he looked over his shoulder to see she was stunned just the slightest by his compliment. He smiled a little and opened his door, ducking inside before closing it.
Blush stained her cheeks that hue of reddish pink as earlier when his car's engine purred to life before he drove off into the twilight.
That cocky bastard, she thought as she turned to retreat inside the confines of her home.
sorry if the story is starting out slow. if its too slow for you lot don't read. just figured i should put that out. anyway, until next chap.