What was his father up to? He was up to something; his father was always up to something. After this whole not dead stunt, Sesshomaru had zero trust.
"The weather will grow cold soon," said Father spoke,
"Indeed," Sesshomaru stated,
"I see you are unchanged."
Sesshomaru looked at his father, they looked so much alike, now they both had their hair down. His father looked bigger than him, but that was because of his state of dress. Lord InuTashio was, of course, older but still looked young, but something that set them apart. Sesshomaru was simple and plain, and his father had more of a general ready to fight with a whole army look, just another reminder of how much stronger his father was than himself, he wanted supreme power, but now that his father was alive, he once again would be second, his father was wiser and stronger.
"I am pleased to be back with you both," His father stated as if that statement alone would be enough.
"I wish the same could be said of you, Father,"
He shrugged his shoulders, "At least you brothers agree on something," He spoke back, "Tell me of the Miko,"
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes; he knew which Miko his father was referring to.
"Have you taken alike to another human father?" He asked.
His father looked at him. "And if I had?"
"I want no part of it."
His father looked away. "Tell me about her,"
"She is a human girl, nothing more, nothing less."
"Are we speaking about the same person, son? The Miko I see is no girl,"
Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed more,
"I see that we do not see the same thing, Sesshomaru, and here I thought you had my eyes,"
If that meant what he thought it meant, then he didn't want his father's eyes,
"My eyes see what they see, Father; they are my own."
"Then tell me, what do you see,"
"A human girl cursed with holy power,"
"Her name is Kagome. Do you not find her worthy of calling her so?"
"She is Inuyasha's wench." Sesshomaru crossed his arms,
"She does not belong to him any longer," She never really did.
"I fail to see what this has to do with me."
"It has nothing to do with you; I wish for you just to tell me of her as you know her; knowledge is power, is it not,"
"She comes from another time and place; she alone has the power to seal the jewel, and she is nothing more than a human girl who surpasses time." And landed him a time or two but there was no need to bring that up.
A moment of silence came between them,
"Hey, dinner is ready, I mean, if you want to eat," Kagome had come to where the son and father were,
They both looked at her; she blushed and bowed and then walked away quickly.
His father turned. "That," He stated, "Is no mere girl."
His father walked off after her, leaving his son to think, and Sesshomaru would think his father had done that on purpose.
"Tell me of my son," Lord Inutashio asked as he sat next to Kagome, who sat close to the fire. Inuyasha and Kikyo were gone, Miroku and Sango were asleep, and Sesshomaru was close by someplace,
"Oh, well, he's rude at times, but he has his moments, he's crude, has bad language around Shippoo-
The old demon started to laugh, stopping her mid-sentence. "What?" She then asked with her almost-gone soup in her hands.
"Silly girl, I was not referring to Inuyasha."
Kagome blinked, "You want me to tell you about Sesshomaru?"
"Indeed," He said brightly, unlike the son who like to use that word.
"Well," She stated, "I don't really know much about him; he is a private guy," She looked at the fire, "He's rude and crude-
Their father smiled; seems his boys were more alike than they themselves would like to be,
"He tried to kill me once, oh, but then he saved me once; I landed him a time or two, but dont bring it up; he already dislikes humans as is it, but maybe not so much anymore. He lets Rin follow him around, and he saved her. He is a pretty good father."
The dog demon listened with a smile; he wondered if his son was listening to the girl.
"He is strong and can kill lots of demons with one swing of his sword," She sat her soup cup down and crossed her arms, "He is wise, though his method of showing that isn't that great," She looked thoughtful.
"He does seem to take after his old man."
Kagome looked at him and blinked,
"Tell me, what do you think about him?"
"What, I, think?"
"Yes, of Sesshomaru as a person,"
She tilted her head; she didn't understand why he was asking her such things,
"He is a tall, fair, handsome, silent, and deadly kind of guy," She slowed in her talk, Sesshomaru's image coming into her mind/ "He looks like you," She said softly, "More so than Inuyasha,"
"That means he is good-looking."
Kagome blushed. "Uh-
"You mean to tell me you do not find my son attractive?"
Kagome put her hands out in front of her and waved them. "No, no, it's not that; I mean- " She didn't want to disrespect anyone or hurt anyone's feelings. "He's cute and all but-
"Cute?" His father sounded shocked,
"Er, yeah?" Had she said something wrong?
"My girl. Inuyasha is the cute one; Sesshomaru, however, does not belong in the same sentence as the word cute; cute is for boys and girls, and Sesshomaru is a man."
Kagome blushed five shades of red; the dog demon smiled at her.
"I think, I think I'll go grab some water," Kagome stood and brushed her outfit off; he watched her move. "Do not go far,"
Kagome nodded and ran off; she passed Sesshomaru without even knowing it; he heard everything. He walked up to his father,
"Human women, I do love the way they blush."
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes again at this father; what game was this demon playing at?
"Your mother never smiled or blushed,"
Sesshomaru growled; that subject was off-limits.
"Do you know what it means when I woman blushes, son?"
Toga didn't wait for an answer. "There are many different blushes, a shy one, an embarrassed blush, a heated one, an angry one, there is a blush for when a woman is pleased and happy, but my favored blush, my favored one is the one of a woman who wants a man but is to shy to admit it."
He looked at his son. "You are not a man till you have made the woman you want blush in such a manner, and once you make her blush, you find you are addicted to it; your pride swells every time you make a woman blush, because she is blushing for you,"
Kagome came back; she stopped next to Sesshomaru and looked at him. He turned his eyes to her, and they looked at each other, and then, to his surprise, she blushed. Was it at him? For him? She looked away and sat, and Sesshomaru found that he wanted to know why, the meaning behind it, and that was no good.
His father sat with a wise smile on his face; if his son thought that blush was something, he could not wait for him to see what he thought of the blush she would carry when she realized she wanted his eldest son.