I'm so glad this chapter is now out! I really wanted to get to this part! YAY...so I hope that this part of the chapter didn't come to soon. I trying to make this story have a certain pace to sink in some things for people.
I do not own inuyasha!...I wish...
Scroll IV: Growing Purpose
"Your gown child," Semiko goes across the room after fetching a tan robe like gown from a carved dresser. The elder was attending to the princess who stood behind a shoji screen that was decorated with the painting of bamboo trees and sloping mountains. The lantern in the corner of the room gave the room a glowing touch as it highlights a smooth arm bending over the screen. The maid took notice of the arm and gives it the folded cloth. Seeing delicate fingers grasp the silk and disappear with it behind the ricepaper wall.
Izayoi's voice mutters out, " I was told that he is heading off tomorrow morning."
"By he you mean Takemaru?" the rustling of the lady's dressing could be heard behind the screen, " yes."
" Are you not pleased," Semiko knew of her child's uncommon attitude and body language when being mentioned of the upcoming ceremony. In which has yet to be decided of when and where it shall be settled. The young female came out; her face still held its insecurity and concern. Hands making the final touches on her gown, " as much as it does, it bothers me that he couldn't stay longer."
Intruging, " may I ask why."
"Well...he's still a good friend even if I am fated to be his wife," the bride-to-be seizes her brush from her assistant's febble hands and starts tending her thick hair. When doing things herself it hinted that she was either flustered or discontent. Not that she couldn't be both, in which in her situation it seemed so from the firm strokes of her strands. The woman strolls away from Semiko, her back facing the tired elder as she flips a portion of her hair over to the front of her shoulder. Granting a better angle to untangle her long black strands.
"I see, you regret not giving him your time when he has tried to give his, " the maid added. That made the lady feel guilty from what was sercrety true. Even when Takemaru gave what time he could give she never appreciated it and would leave the fastest way possible. Their conversations brief and simple.
Its because he wants something more between us that disables me to talk to him for a long time...though I still want his attention to me but only as a friend...does he even remind me of a friend anymore?
"Please, do not remind me, it's just...complicated. I do not know what to think of him anymore," the stressed lady sits down on her futon. Laying on her knees her feet cup her bottom. Back slouching a bit in fustration as she mentally sighs. Lazily plopping the brush down beside her.
Semiko picks up the brush, "I do not blame you." the maid stands behind Izayoi as she picks up the left proportion of her lengthy hair to brush the ends of it. Her feet never touching the bed, " give it some time. It is to soon for you to be suggesting."
With no response Semiko goes forth, " maybe one day. It may not be before the ceremony, it may take years...but one day I'm sure you'll see him in a new light. They say that friends can become the best partners to have."
"It may, but I can't fantom that now...its too much..." sounding desperate, Izayoi lighty grabs her head and bows forward a few inches, voice slowly rising, " I'm tired...of everything...not being in control...not being- "
"Shhh, Izayoi, I know being a princess is not an easy role to take and at times can be cruel, but do not duel on what is to come. Instead be proud of what you have now my dear, and cherish it," while still tending to the princess' hair she gives the best smile she could bear though her sapphire eyes told different. A few strands of her gray hair arch over her old features. The servant could not do anything for the child for it would only cause more suffering for the young one. If she could she would do anything in her power, but alas she was a servant. Half-heartedly hearing her maid's wise words Izayoi softly mutters, barely to a whisper, " I just...I want..."
I need!
Snap!
Izayoi immediately gets on her feet and lighty jogs to her dresser. The dresser reached up to her chest as she grabs her outter coat and wraps it around her. Her actions holding an edge of determination, a purpose that slowly flourishes within her.
This barely gave time to adjust for Semiko as she stood still for a second to play what just happened. Right when she snaps her head to the lady she was already heading out her room, "Izayoi?!"
Semiko follows, brush still in hand, as she halts when seeing Izayoi ordering a guard in green at the end of the hallway. All the maid could make out with her worn out ears were 'a tray of...' and 'servant outfit'.
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Still in wonder of Izayoi's unpredictable movements Semiko stands by the princess' side. Words staying silent in her mouth. The princess looks out at the stars from her wide window on the east side of her room, her body still and patient. As if nothing happened; that is if the knocking on the door hadn't interrupted the silence
Izayoi made the choice, before Semiko could even budge, to answer the door and appear to the guard. The lady smiles in a thank you in receiving what she requested as the guard only nods before heading back to his duties. The old friend's out look bares disarray when Izayoi quickly settles down the tray on her futon. A tray of dumplings.
"Dumplings? My dear what do you intend to do with so many! What are you!?" The maid watches helplessly as the woman then flings off her outer robe and hides behind the shoji screen. Taking the servant outfit with her, "what in the name of buddha are you doing!"
Izayoi detects her friend's smooth but stern voice. And as she comes out of the screen Semiko gasps at her sudden appearance.
"Taking matters into my own hands..."
Seems the story is now getting into action! Let the games begin! Hee hee...Hope you like it!
I'm not sure if the screen that Izayoi goes behind to dress up is called a shoji screen...I saw pictures of it online and it looked exactly like it so I hope this is correct. If not could somebody tell me? I would be greatly appreciated!
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