Fifteen Minutes Chapter Thirty One

Nov 05, 2010 15:55



Disclaimer I don't own Inuyasha

Title: Transformation

Words: 1159

Genre: Romance/Humor

Warnings: Mentions sex, not graphic.

Character(s): Sesshomaru, Rin, Sesshmom, OCs, mentions Inuyasha.

Inspiration: Research

Summary: Five days later…

Transformation

The ceremony was quite a different process than what she had expected. The humans wedding ceremonies were very similar, you share sake with your betrothed, people bless your marriage, and your husband presents you with a new kosode. It was a relief from the decorative white kosode kimono and the uchikake outer-robe, which matched with the floss silk tsunokakushi. Yes, it was a big relief.

She felt transformed. Never had she felt more beautiful, sharing sake with Sesshomaru, shaky hands, palms sweaty, and the nervous twitching at the corners of her mouth. Still, she was not the same little girl that followed his wake. No. She was his equal, his lady, and it was her privilege to tend to his needs, this included sexually or by tasks such as serving him sake or tea.

She was beautiful, the pale cream, white coloring complimenting her unusual clear complexion, dark hair swept up to show off her creamy neck. It was a ritual to submit to her husband, and if she had not tilted her head, neck bare, she would have been disgraced as trying to challenge his authority. She had felt the prickling feeling of fangs, not digging into flesh but enough that he accepted her obedience. It was odd, her big brown eyes filled with wonder. Rin had never felt that close to any actual danger near Sesshomaru, pulse racing, lips moist with sweat, and the faint throbbing of her heart, but she was not scared. It was mainly from shock that she felt this way, and it was also amusing to see the edges of his mouth perk up. Smiling, genuinely smiling. She thought she heard a thud of a servant fainting, but was not quite sure.

It was hard to believe that she had ever been the wild child racing through fields, picking flowers, and traveling with three youkai. Instead, now she was a lady of court, with a fan, kimonos, servants, and with a large amount of property. She was to be respected. Despite the fact that it appeared the husband could do anything he wanted, she was now the Honored Mother. It felt odd on her tongue, Honored Mother. As if, somehow, she had changed completely in the last month. But she did change. She was older, wiser, a bit naïve, but now she was fully accepted by Sesshomaru's mother and himself.

Sighing softly, she lets her hair down, surveying the new set of rooms. These rooms were her lady rooms, complete with her wedding trousseau, given to her by the former Honored Mother. It was a heart-wrenching moment, realizing that the wedding trousseau had been given to the Honored Mother by her own mother, and if Rin had parents from the same social class, it would have been her parents' duty to provide for a wedding trousseau. It was as if the Honored Mother took it as her own responsibility.

Suddenly, the door slid open. For a terrifying moment, she simply stared. Sesshomaru was looking as solemn as usual, but there was a spark of interest. With a great swallow, she joined him.

Dark shadows illuminated the chamber, candles flickering as the two people met across the room. Despite the fact that they were in his rooms, and if they were caught than they would have every eye on them at court, their eyes glimmered with glee.

"Everything prepared?" the words that slithered out of Taichi's mouth caused the skin to crawl with fear.

"Did you expect nothing less?" his voice held an edge to it, and when the Inuyoukai straightened his spine, standing nearly a head taller than the other, his eyes flashed warningly.

"Of course I didn't." a chilling smile was the response, and with an arched eyebrow, Taichi allowed a hint of a threat to show itself from his dark eyes. Both flashed their teeth. "I just need to make sure that my life won't be in jeopardy if someone does not do what they are told." Taichi responded with a casual shrug.

"The poison will be given to Rin when she awakens. I have already bribed the servant and should this fail, I do not want the possibility of me becoming a ruler sabotaged by some plot to reap revenge on your dead brother." The Inuyoukai had an edge to his voice, thin with his dread. "The Honored Mother still does not seem to be interested and I cannot risk my chances with her."

A soft chuckle escaped the older of the two. "Of course, you do have your chances." He commented with a sarcastic grin. "But she is nearly helpless power wise; however, it is her son you need to watch. Sesshomaru may seem to have softened but there will always be that beastly nature to kill, to conquer, and to protect. My brother knew that that potential ran deep in his blood, and so he hemmed it into his son by the disguise of a sword." This was followed by a snort, a curse, and a slight rustic laugh.

"If Sesshomaru is truly the only threat here, and what you say about the Lady not being powerful, why should be waste our time with this human? We could find a better way than simply killing her off." The hesitation in his voice was astounding, for truthfully, he was nothing more than a bloody-butcher. The Inuyoukai took small step backwards, lines of terror wrinkling at the corners of his eye.

"If you wish to be a coward, I would love to take all the glory and claim the prize as well. I assure you that you can have my wife is you wish." The dare in Taichi's eyes was enough for an answer.

The next morning, a servant could be spotted hurrying down the hallways, teapot in hand and with a nervous expression painted on the white face. The two Inuyoukai did not count on the servants having their own agenda.

A/N Yes, I am back from my research. I was working on this story, but more of research than anything else. Two chapters left. I know the ending may seem a little rushed, but this has to be how this chapter is. But hey, I am writing again! I feel so refreshed after taking a break and I am so, so ready to get this story done! Next chapter should be up tomorrow. (Crosses fingers)

chapters, fifteen minutes a day, writing

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