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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Sesshōmaru/Kagome
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
36
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18,404
Reviews:
99
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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Epilogue (part 3)
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Epilogue (part 3)
Michi stared at the inner courtyard through the open shoji in her room. The years had been as kind as they were going to be to a highborn bitch that refused to strengthen her pack by political alliance. The decision had caused her much strife, but her consolation was that her alpha and his mate were not among those who scorned her.
When Michi had vouched for the life of a simple soldier before the whole of the Western court, she quickly determined that she needed to personally ascertain that she had not made an error. The first few years following the Masumi and Akira’s birth, she studied and trailed Kuro as much as her position would allow. What she found was a good soul that had made one horrible choice. However, he never shied from the punishment that others, whether just or unjust, doled out to him and he constantly strived to redeem himself.
Pale lilac eyes observed this male of no mentionable birth, and slowly discovered that when her eyes closed it was his image that dominated her dreams. Her heart remained heavy, knowing that it would never be able to possess the one it longed for. Suit after suit was presented before her and graciously she turned all away.
It had been on her polite decline of the dozenth or so suitor that Kagome approached her.
“Who is that you long for so?”
Michi was startled out of her mournful reverie as she took in the form of the Lady of the West before her. Though the female inu-youkai longed to spill her heart’s desire to her most trusted confidant, social traditions held her tongue.
Undeterred by the silence, truth be told Kagome had grown accustomed to silent taciturn youkai, she forged on in her quest for knowledge. “It is obvious by your actions that he is not dead, so that leaves me to assume that he would be viewed as beneath your status.” The stiffening of her friend’s body told her that she was correct. “I have no wish to force you into a lifelong bond that holds no affection. I have already damned one I called friend to hell because I refused to see what was before me in time, I will not make that mistake again whether it be in ignorance or not.”
At this, all Michi wanted to do was cry. Her voice rasped, “It is not your choice, Kagome-sama. I am to serve this pack in the manner that the Alpha sees fit.”
Laughter was the last response that Michi ever expected to her statement. However, Kagome could not contain herself. “Do you honestly believe that Sesshoumaru’s ego will allow him to concede that needs you to mate for political gains?”
Staring dumbly at her laughing friend, Michi dared to begin to hope.
“Michi-chan, you deserve to be happy. If this male is your route to happiness, do you truly think that your pack will stand in your way? Tell me who he is and I will do all I can to ensure that you find your happiness.”
“Kuro,” came the whispered confession.
After that late evening conversation, Kagome began to request that Kuro be placed in such position that allowed her to observe the male. It did not take her long to figure out why one so gentle hearted as Michi would fall for him. It also did not take long for the young soldier to redeem himself in the eyes of the supreme alpha.
Kuro had been placed as one of the guards for the Alpha’s pack as they journeyed to visit the Houshi and former ward of the West. It had been during one of their rest periods that Masumi slipped past everyone to wander in the wilderness alone. She was still a young pup, not more than ten years, and the anxiety was high to find her.
It had been Kuro who found the pup in the clutches of a bunch of neko-youkai that sought to use her as means to weaken the West. Kuro’s quick wit was the factor that had saved Masumi’s life, but not before he had been severely injured by the last of the nine rogue neko.
In light of his actions, Sesshoumaru promoted him. It was not to a rank of any mention, but it gave Michi hope that her love might someday be able to obtain a rank that would allow them to mate. The years had drifted by and though Kuro was promoted at a steady pace, it was also a slow pace.
They had become secret lovers years ago, always being careful not to produce any offspring. This was the reason that Michi now sat, confined to her room for the duration of her heat. Neither Kagome nor Sesshoumaru begrudged Michi’s choices. In fact, it seemed that her Alpha was pleased with the determination she showed to follow her heart.
Her fair-tale ending would come; she just had to be patient.
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AN: I hope you enjoyed this. If you would be so kind as to review, I would love that.
emmaren
Michi stared at the inner courtyard through the open shoji in her room. The years had been as kind as they were going to be to a highborn bitch that refused to strengthen her pack by political alliance. The decision had caused her much strife, but her consolation was that her alpha and his mate were not among those who scorned her.
When Michi had vouched for the life of a simple soldier before the whole of the Western court, she quickly determined that she needed to personally ascertain that she had not made an error. The first few years following the Masumi and Akira’s birth, she studied and trailed Kuro as much as her position would allow. What she found was a good soul that had made one horrible choice. However, he never shied from the punishment that others, whether just or unjust, doled out to him and he constantly strived to redeem himself.
Pale lilac eyes observed this male of no mentionable birth, and slowly discovered that when her eyes closed it was his image that dominated her dreams. Her heart remained heavy, knowing that it would never be able to possess the one it longed for. Suit after suit was presented before her and graciously she turned all away.
It had been on her polite decline of the dozenth or so suitor that Kagome approached her.
“Who is that you long for so?”
Michi was startled out of her mournful reverie as she took in the form of the Lady of the West before her. Though the female inu-youkai longed to spill her heart’s desire to her most trusted confidant, social traditions held her tongue.
Undeterred by the silence, truth be told Kagome had grown accustomed to silent taciturn youkai, she forged on in her quest for knowledge. “It is obvious by your actions that he is not dead, so that leaves me to assume that he would be viewed as beneath your status.” The stiffening of her friend’s body told her that she was correct. “I have no wish to force you into a lifelong bond that holds no affection. I have already damned one I called friend to hell because I refused to see what was before me in time, I will not make that mistake again whether it be in ignorance or not.”
At this, all Michi wanted to do was cry. Her voice rasped, “It is not your choice, Kagome-sama. I am to serve this pack in the manner that the Alpha sees fit.”
Laughter was the last response that Michi ever expected to her statement. However, Kagome could not contain herself. “Do you honestly believe that Sesshoumaru’s ego will allow him to concede that needs you to mate for political gains?”
Staring dumbly at her laughing friend, Michi dared to begin to hope.
“Michi-chan, you deserve to be happy. If this male is your route to happiness, do you truly think that your pack will stand in your way? Tell me who he is and I will do all I can to ensure that you find your happiness.”
“Kuro,” came the whispered confession.
After that late evening conversation, Kagome began to request that Kuro be placed in such position that allowed her to observe the male. It did not take her long to figure out why one so gentle hearted as Michi would fall for him. It also did not take long for the young soldier to redeem himself in the eyes of the supreme alpha.
Kuro had been placed as one of the guards for the Alpha’s pack as they journeyed to visit the Houshi and former ward of the West. It had been during one of their rest periods that Masumi slipped past everyone to wander in the wilderness alone. She was still a young pup, not more than ten years, and the anxiety was high to find her.
It had been Kuro who found the pup in the clutches of a bunch of neko-youkai that sought to use her as means to weaken the West. Kuro’s quick wit was the factor that had saved Masumi’s life, but not before he had been severely injured by the last of the nine rogue neko.
In light of his actions, Sesshoumaru promoted him. It was not to a rank of any mention, but it gave Michi hope that her love might someday be able to obtain a rank that would allow them to mate. The years had drifted by and though Kuro was promoted at a steady pace, it was also a slow pace.
They had become secret lovers years ago, always being careful not to produce any offspring. This was the reason that Michi now sat, confined to her room for the duration of her heat. Neither Kagome nor Sesshoumaru begrudged Michi’s choices. In fact, it seemed that her Alpha was pleased with the determination she showed to follow her heart.
Her fair-tale ending would come; she just had to be patient.
AN: I hope you enjoyed this. If you would be so kind as to review, I would love that.
emmaren