CHAPTER 6
"Give up your title as the western lord", Sesshomaru's mother said, arms folded across her chest and looking Inutaisho right in the eyes. Inutaisho looked back into hers. Instead of saying anything to her face, He turned his back to her and opened the two wooden doors back up.
"Well?" She asked which made him stop from walking outside. "Is that your answer then?" She asked; His palms on both of the doors and not bothering to turn and face her. He had given his answer to him. Knowing full what he was doing in the process, he slammed the doors behind him, never stepping into the western domain again.
Sesshomaru's mother was still smart though. He would not have him chased off the western lands. There were still deep feelings she felt for the demon, that she didn't mind what he did now, as longed as he did not intrude upon the castle grounds again.
Outside Inutaisho had become furious. He was angry, and he needed to let off steam. He ran through the woods; cracking and smashing trees and branches out of his way. Dog form as well, growls echoing off of the mountains and a long howl.
From the mansion below all of the commotion could be heard. The women of the house, terrified of the noise, but Izayoi was not. She knew something bad had happened and she had actually become worried for her man. The dark was slowly approaching and she still hoped that he would come to her like he had promised.
From across the west, Sesshomaru had heard his father's echoing cries. His eyes narrowing with the howl as a full moon had risen in the sky.
It was a little late in the night. Inutaisho had been sitting by himself in one of the caves in the mountain. He was not sad, nor had he any anger at Sesshomaru's mother. He pitted all the anger on himself. He blamed himself and no one else.
Looking out into the dark, the moon was large and full. Though it was not masked by the clouds, the leaves upon the trees were sprouting with the new spring. He rose to his feet and walked outside. Taking in a huge whiff of fresh air, he was calm enough to go and see Izayoi.
At the mansion, Izayoi had already prepared for sleep. The flames were out, but she was not asleep. Instead one of the smaller windows that were in her room, she lay on her back looking out of it. The moon's rays were shining through and on her. She had all the patience in the world. She would have waited an eternity for Inutaisho to come back. But she didn't need to. A pair of hands made her flinch. Demon claws wrapping around her waist on top of the kimono, she felt the hands and knew it was Inutaisho.
He had crawled into the bed alongside her. He wore only a white kimono, his armor not on him and his hair was flowing freely. He was quiet. He didn't need to say anything for Izayoi to pick up on his feelings. He was a bit down, but being beside her had made him feel better.
Izayoi turned her body so that she was facing him. Her eyes were as kind as he remembered, her touch was better. She had reached her had up to his face, his own arms holding her close to his body. He wanted to spend the night with her. The whole night; He wouldn't let anyone stand in the way of that; the moon shining down on the both of them, Inutaisho kissing his new wife under the brilliance of the full circular moon in the sky.
She must have been out a while. Izayoi opened her eyes. The sun had not yet come up from the side of the region; though the sky was a soft red with the birds beginning to chirp. It had taken a few moments for her concentrate what was going. But upon sitting up her lower body began to hurt. Her hand had hit something next to her. Inutaisho was still there. His bare topped body shown his muscles; His eyes were still closed as he was sleeping. Izayoi looked down at herself too; the top of her kimono had come undone. That's what made her remember. The two of them had done it that night. This made her very happy to have spent the night with her man. And they had consummated their love as well.
She began to fix her tangled mess of hair and her kimono.
"I think you look just fine" A voice said. Izayoi looked down where Inutaisho was laying, and he was looking up at her with his same golden eyes and a smile stretched on his face. Izayoi blushed before him and tried to hide her face by turning her head to the other side.
Inutaisho chuckled a bit, but that was short lived when footsteps began to approach from down the hall. Izayoi jumped, thinking that they would catch Inutaisho. But to her surprise Inutaisho was already on his feet tying the waistline of his kimono. She hated to see him go, but it was for the best so that they would not be found out. Izayoi stood up as well.
Inutaisho turned to her and had given her a farewell kiss and hug. "I will come back to you," he reassured her, not wanting to have her think he was there only for her body and run. He wanted to return to her once more.
"Lady Izayoi?" a frail voice came from the other side of the door. Izayoi turned her head, but when she turned back to Inutaisho he was gone. She could not believe how quick he was.
"Yes, you may enter," She said to the woman as she readjusted herself one more time and stood with a proper position.
An old woman came into the room.
From outside of the walls, Inutaisho had a sigh of relief. He would have called that a close call, if he hadn't heard the footsteps coming from the front of the house. He remembered that he needed to keep alert on things.
His armor was in the same spot he had dumped it last night. He had hidden it under the brush, so that he would have been able to sneak in quieter, and it worked.
After placing his things back on him he stretched his arms in the air. Looking in front of him though, there was a familiar aura. It was Sesshomaru's. His eyes glared. He didn't know what his son wanted, but he knew it wouldn't have been anything good. It was only three years ago (human years) that his son had left the castle. This reunion didn't seem to be a good one though.
Inutaisho had followed the strong aura to the sandy beach which overlooked the ocean. His son was standing there looking out over the water. His hair had grown long and he was about the same height as Inutaisho though. Sesshomaru realized his father had come so he turned to his blood.
"Why are you here?" Sesshomaru asked. His glare was cold, like everything in his body was lifeless. He was the same as his mother; in other words he was growing into a selfish demon that would have no remorse killing humans; While Inutaisho had grown from doing any of that. Izayoi had made the man change, whilst Sesshomaru had been thrown further in the darkness.
"I should ask you the same thing, Sesshomaru", Inutaisho said back. Two demons of the same power, standing before one another, almost as if a fight were to come forth.
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes, "The smell of that woman is all over you," He inquired. Inutaisho just glared back. He didn't know that Sesshomaru knew about Izayoi, but knowing his son, which he did, Sesshomaru was never the one to care about such things.
Inutaisho knew there was no going back. Even if his son was angry with him, there was no way he could ever leave Izayoi now.
"I didn't think you would care so much" Inutaisho said, arms over his chest.
"I don't," Sesshomaru said with a quick response. "It's your choice as to fall so low to love a human," he continued. He was trying to get the point across to his father that he was not feared anymore. That he had possibly gotten too soft.
"You're no longer the great demon anymore," Sesshomaru pushed on. "You should leave the sword, Tetsusaiga to me," He said. Sesshomaru had been one for power, and the great powerful sword that his father had was a prize that Sesshomaru had to get his hands on. It would make him more powerful. Power was the only thin Sesshomaru desired, and Inutaisho was not going to stand for it. He had other plans in mind, and giving Sesshomaru the sword was not on the list. Sesshomaru knew this too. Watching his father make no movements to give him the sword, this put his son on a short fuse.
"Have it your way" he said as he walked towards Inutaisho. But as half expected Sesshomaru still had a small ounce of loyalty to his father and walked right on by him. Sesshomaru knew that his father could not stop him in death.
Inutaisho stood still until he knew that his son was gone. He regretted nothing with their small visit to eachother.
Izayoi had just started her day out as well. After dressing she went along to do her duties. But it was not long until Shinobu had come to visit her once again. With him he had carried gold and other kinds of gifts for his bride to be. But what Izayoi had done that night; she could not marry Shinobu anymore. She would not have been allowed.
"My lady, it is good to see you once again" He said as he came into the room and bowed to Izayoi. She couldn't figure out a way to tell the man that she would not marry him. It was not like she could blab to the whole world that she had just married a demon lord. It was forbidden to do any acts like that with a demon; much less one she married.
"Lord Shinobu, I am sorry but I cannot marry you" Izayoi said before things could escalade any further. Those were the words she chose, but she had to find the right ones to follow them up.
"My lady…why?" Shinobu asked. His actions went cold. He stood there awaiting a good answer as to why she had not loved him.
Izayoi smiled and put her hand on her chest, "I have already given my heart to another," She said, with a smile on her face. She didn't need to explain herself any further. Shinobu understood what she had to say, he bowed to her once more, and then left the room.
It was not that long until her uncle had come bursting through the door.
This whole time, Takemaru had been guarding the door outside of the room. To a normal guard he heard more than he needed to. But since he loved the lady, he wanted to hear more to what she had to say about this. This made him want to kill the man who had stolen her heart away. He wanted to be the one to take her heart. He had been the one who protected her as she grew into a beautiful woman. But there had been another who was more than he could ever be. He continued to listen.
"What is the meaning of this Izayoi! Shinobu left here saying that he was not to return! What have you done!" His anger seemed to escalade as he spoke. She had remained quiet until it was her turn to speak.
"I have already chosen a husband" she said. She was not lying; she really had made her choice. Her uncle was quiet, and Takemaru's heart seemed to stop thumping in his chest.
Her uncle had snapped out of it, "Who is he!" He asked. "Is it one of the men who had come the previous years?" He asked. His excitement began to build. He was glad that his niece had found a potential husband, but he didn't know who it was.
"No, he is not one of the noblemen who had came to the house," She said. Her voice had become a little shakier now. She could not keep it contained now. She had to tell.
"the lord of the west." She said.
"Ah you mean Hiroboshi?" Her uncle said with a confused look on his face.
"No" she said looking at the floor now. "The DEMON lord of the west, Inutaisho"she finished. Things had gone silent in the room. Izayoi looked up to see what type of expression her uncle was making. It was not good. His eyes seemed to bulge from his head, but at the same time there was a look of disgust. To think that his niece had fallen for a demon. The worst taboo any human could have ever made.
Takemaru was in the same shock as her uncle. His rage was now built up that he wanted to kill. He had never wanted to kill a person in his life, but a demon was an exception. He wanted Izayoi and to think that a demon was the one that stole her heart was not going to fly with him.
Izayoi did not know what to expect now. The fact that she loved a demon, there was no telling what foolish acts would be brought down upon the two star crossed lovers.
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