Hello Fellow Readers and Writers alike!
It's been awhile, I know. I'm now a JUNIOR (OMG how did this happen?), and Life has been..Life. Ups Downs and everything in between. My writing has progressed and stopped at times..I will be editing and fixing past chapters. Hope y'alls summer is going well!
I don't remember all to well where I was going with this, so please excuse any changes, and feel free to suggest as much as you like.
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Promise Me Forever
Tug of War
Sesshoumaru sat back in his chair, silently congratulating himself. He had a reasonable amount of work completed, he'd gotten in touch with Kagura, set up plans, and even contracted the Nekoville subsidiary of Takahashi Industrials and had arranged a meeting there, since was a few hours away.
He stood and frowned at the photo of Asumi held propped next to his laptop. He picked it up, and his gaze stayed to Kagome, who was hanging up sheets on the clothing line. Tucking the photo into his pocket, he strolled over towards her. Pushing open the glass doors,the summer breeze caressed his face.
"Thought you were busy." Kagome remarked as she shook out damp sheet, while her her midnight tail held the clothes pin. "Too broke to buy a dryer?" Sesshoumaru answered back in a cold voice. She shook her head, pity in her eyes. "We like to keep things natural here. Air dried sheets are apart of our sacred customs at our Shrine-Inn. "
Sesshoumaru raised a perfectly arched eyebrow, puzzled. "It would be more efficient to buy a machine that does your washing and drying for you."
"Well that's not how we work here, Sesshoumaru. Are you going to continue standing there and bothering me or are you going to be a gentlemen and assist?" Kagome spat, annoyed.
Sesshoumaru paused, watching Kagome's tail jerk in agitation..
"This Sesshoumaru is sorry." He meant it.
"I'm not," Kagome tartly responded.
Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth, infuriating women! Here he was trying to make peace and she wasn't cooperating. He decided to switch topics. "I've been thinking about the picture I received of our daughter.." He started.
Kagome angrily cut him off. "I already told you! I didn't send it!" She growled. The sheet mysteriously gained a new hole. Sesshoumaru ran his claws through his hair, irked. "This Sesshoumaru knows that already woman! I'm talking about who sent it!" He ducked underneath a sheet to catch up with her.
She stopped and handed him a sheet. Her eyes clouded, her face worried. "What kind of Creep takes a picture of a kid that's not theirs? A stalker?" Kagome shivered at the very disturbing thought. "What if we just asked Asumi-"
"Don't be foolish Mikage," Sesshoumaru snorted and rolled his eyes. "Then she'll ask if her Father's a pedophile for having a picture of her." Kagome laughed, and Sesshoumaru frowned. "Being called a potential pedophile is funny?"
Kagome stilled, and rubbed her temples. "No," she sighed. He handed her the photo. "Look at again," Sesshoumaru urged her. She studied the photo for a long moment. Abruptly she gasped,horrified. "This picture was taken here! This tree is our Sakura tree, right over the edge of Ichii's Field of Flowers."
Sesshoumaru scowled, upset with the lack of security here. He took his photo back. "Take this Sesshoumaru to this tree," he demanded.
"Why? We don't even know when the picture was taken and the scent could be gone by now." Kagome protested. Sesshoumaru pinched the bridge of his nose, annoyed. "Women, take me to this tree. Would you like me to find our daughter's stalker or not?" Kagome shivered at the reminder.
"R-right. Okay," she agreed.
Sunlight sparkled on the pond, highlighting the lily pads and looking beautifully serene. Kagome and Sesshoumaru were under the majestic tree. Kagome was seated at the base of the enourmous tree, trying to communicate with it via meditstion. Sesshoumaru stood beside her, perfectly still, only a keen observant would recognize the slightless of twitching of his nose as he searched for a scent.
Abrutly, Seshoumaru inclined his head, upon sensing his childs aura. His gaze was held by the sight of his pup dancing the dance of Blades, her moves confident and precise. Her haori swayed with her silver hair, a clash of midnight blue and her moon colored hair. He watched as she twirled, a tiny tornado with deadly katanas flying and hitting the dummies straight in their chest. A feeling rose up in him, almost overwhelming him, drowning him, consuming his aura. He didnt recognize it.
Upon sensing his changed aura, Kagome opened an eyes and smiled a little. "She's been practicing that dance ever since she first heard the tale of it. She wants to become an assassin. At first we didnt know how to make her dream come true, but Inuyasha started teaching her, and now they do duets for the town festivities and such. Not exactly fighting, but Dancing fighting.." Kagome trailed off, eyes filled with pride and a deep respect for her family.
Sesshoumaru nodded, it didnt make complete sense to him, but he approaved. "Pup enjoys this dance form of fighting?" He asked for comfirmation, he made a mental note to tuck it aeay for later. " She lives for it. Its all she wants to do in life," she murmured, quite happy Sesshoumaru was showing more emotion towards their child. "She wants to be just like Grandfather, The velvet wind."
Sesshoumaru froze, Kagome's statemet had thrown him off gaurd. And he, of course, was never taken off gaurd..Ever. His gold eyes locked in in Kagome. The Velvet Wind was apart of his side of the family..Kagome had educated their pup on both sides of the family.
Her eyes met his, wide and questioning..In that exact moment, Sesshoumaru felt a wave of affection and a deep urge to show her how much he adored her for always remaing the sweet little Miko Hanyou he fell in love with. The urge was so deep and persistant it must have come from his Beast..
His fingers twitched achingly..Two months worth of bitter sweet memories crashed down on them, consuming and fueling with desire.. His fingers found her face, caressing and nose bumping one anothers. "Sesshoumaru.." She whispered, arms wrapped around his neck..But he slipped away, her arms embracing nothing..
Asumi watched quitely, her heart tugging, a single tear fell.
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Hope you enjoyed that..Poor Pup stuck in the middle of all that tugging and pulling.