Chapter two is up! I hope this will make good progress but the story will be rather long I will say. The chapters will be short so that I can make progress of it faster...because to me I've noticed I get easily tired from writing big chapters and it takes slower for my story to progress.

I go not own Inuyasha!...I wish...


Scroll II: Disappointed

The tapping of footsteps is heard down the hall as it was heading towards her room. Rushing as fast as she could without tripping over the overlapping layers of her kimono she snatches and rolls up her scroll. Hiding it in a wooden chest she pulls out a key and locks it. Right when she stuffs the key back in it's place she swiftly turns towards the door and masks her face with great caution. A knock was heard on the wall in silently asking permission to enter. The woman quickly pulls her hair out of her face and with a straight back, shoulders stiff, she says, " you may enter."

It is her maid, a woman of grey and wrinkly features. The old woman had a gentle smile that laid the young lady's thoughts to rest for the elder had stayed by her side since she was but a toddler. All the games they played and stories she told the maid, a noble friend, had told her were one of the few happy times she had.

The maid bows in respect; her bony hands laying on her thighs, " my lady and princess, I am here to announce that your Lord as victoriously returned from battle. From what I was told he is already passing by the village and is close to the palace gates. It would only be proper to welcome your Lord back as his princess."

Her Lord, her father, a strict man that ruled her life with lessons and proper structure. He was numerously out in battle for weeks on end and she barely got to see him. Always in his studies and meetings like the ruler he was. Like her maid he would play with her and tuck her in bed as a little girl but ever since a certain time he stopped and was more bitter towards others. Thought he never laid a hand on her or showed such raw emotions he wasn't much of the father she remember to be.

"Thank you, Semiko, I shall go and do so, you may go my friend," Semiko bows yet again and exits her room.

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"My daughter, I see you have faired well? I am pleased to see you welcoming your father home," her father was thick and held a decent height for the average man. His hair dark and bang less as he held a small pony tail at the back.

"Yes I have faired nicely, though it is more acceptable to my comfort that you are now home my Lord," the princess dips in a slight bow as her long hair gives away down the front of her shoulders. A grateful smirk reveals from him in pride of his child's modesty. With the sun shone high a sparkle of sweat appears on the father's forehead along with the clanging of armor. The Lord hands his steed to one of the guards in ordering to take the beast to the stables. That's when he walks into the shade of fruit tree where she stood and releases himself of the heavy armor that his muscles have ached so long from.

As curious as the lady is she observes the warriors as they were wore out from the looks of their beaten armor and tired, but yet they still stood straight and proud. it catches her attention that some of the men wore different symbols and color on them. Familiar it felt to her.

Head tilts to her sire in faint distress, "Father, if I recall I do not remember you departing with this many men."

"Observant like your mother, well to say the battle was more than we expected so we had to call for back up and I advised they'd stay here to rest," she nods at his explanation and notes his look out at the scenery as well, his arms tucking behind him in making his chest bulge out as he sighs, "I hope you received the letter I sent to you."

Her glare cuts a hair away from her Lord, brown eyes dull at the dreadful reminder, "yes, father."

"Great! I assure you will make a wonderful bride for him Izayoi. Like I said in the letter it was the first thing he implied when his army joined ours for back up. I couldn't help but tell you right away!- well speak of the devil!" his voice chuckles as a man comes up ahead. Izayoi didn't have to take a peek to see who it was, "Takemaru! Won't you ever take that blasted helmet off of you?"

"My apologies, the sun is brutal might I add, but yet I must if I am to be present in front of a lovely lady," the young general undoes his red helmet and holds it against his torso as he enters the shade and stops. His hair damp from sweat and pulled back. Izayoi knew he was staring at her, but in title as a good friend she forces herself to give him a gentle look and down casts her eyes, barely nodding to say hello.

As a father the Lord teases, " I think our princess is embarrassed."

It made the lady shut her eyes in disappointment as the men tenderly laugh. The army of men then leave outside the palace gates to the village over yonder after hearing strict orders from the general and Lord's tongue. Seeing the men head inside she obediently follows.

If only you'd see me more would you have noticed that my gaze does not caress such in embarrassment father...


I suggest you re-read Izayoi's writing on chapter one...I made a small change in words (you probably won't tell at all LOL!) from how this chapter went. Sorry but it didn't exactly fit so just to tell ya...

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