Meeting the Family (open)

[taisho]

Inu Taisho just shakes his head at his son and his mate. He under stood why Sakura would not want his son be brought into this family and he was ok with this. InuYasha walks his own path and Inu Taisho would not be in his way. But Sesshomaru was different, He only cared about himself and no one else. But know it was different it would seem that he has found someone. And now he understood every thing what Sesshomaru stood for, Inu Taishos eyes go some what glass like. He looks over at Sakura and now his grin turns to nothing ness. "Why can you talk this way to him...What has happened to you. You always cared for Sesshomaru. What happened?"

Sakura turns back to wards Inu taisho her face angry looking her eyes narrowed. "Are you listening to her. How dare you, I would never use you. And how dare you think i don't care for my son. Half breed, Never show your face her again. and this curse. it doesn't matter to me, don't you think i don't feel pain or see people hating me. I know this more then you. I have in this world for hundreds of years, i have been hated by humans a like and this does not bother me, Watching them die over and over in my mind this does not bother me either. So try as you might."

"ENOUGH!!!"

Inu Taisho glares at Sakura anger in his eyes, fire where burning in his eyes. "This half breed is a kind young women and you speak to her with so much hate. You where never this way. You have changed, I'm so disappointed with you."

Inu Taisho looks at Sesshomaru and his mate. "I'm sorry Sesshomaru and Brignatia. All those things what Sakura said was anger to wards me, It does not to wards you. So please go in peace, Sesshomaru i wish to talk to you in a later time. So for know i love you."

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Sesshomaru stopped, turning his head a bit to watch Brigantia as she spoke to his mother. He was very curious on what she was doing. He watched as Brigantia wrote in her blood, and explained her curse to his mother. He found himself approving of Brigantia's actions. Yes, his mother needed this. Deserved this, really. He had enough of her speaking to him, and his mate like this. His mother had taken things too far. She was acting completely different.

Like a real bitch. Which he meant in the nicest way for a female dog of her stature.

Sesshomaru was surprised when his father spoke up for this first time since his mother had talked to Brigantia so horribly. He was surprised by what his father said. Even if it seemed small....at least...for once, it was something. For once in his life, Sesshomaru felt that his father was on his side...

Sesshomaru was barely paying attention to his mother continuing to rant. He was more into what his father had to say. Or, would he not say anything else on the matter? Surprisingly, his father did have more to say. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Finally, his father opens his mouth against his mother's words about his mate.

Sesshomaru was glad for that. He had felt that the whole entire time it had only been Brigantia by his side. He did not know why he was so happy...or...so relieved to hear his father speak toward his own mate on his behalf. After all those centuries....

"See you then..." he muttered under his breath for his father's words of departing...sort of. Except that it was he and Brigantia that had to leave. And he did. He turned away from his parents, gave a last glance to Brigantia to make sure she was following, and continued down the steps to exit his mother's domain.

[Birdie]

((XP I won't be bale to post much, sorry for the wait guys!))



"Hai Otou-sama..." She said with a smalle bow. "Until we meet again." She turned on her heel to quickly follow Sesshomaru. When they were outside of the castle she allowed herself to burst into tears. This was the firstt ime she had ever put a curse on anyone. It had happened many times in her memories. Even her mother had done it a few times. But Brigantia did not do 'horrible' things. At least, she tried to refrain from such actions. She had let those comments about Sesshomaru get under her skin. She could have dealt with anything Sakura had said about Birdie if that woman had not spoken such evil things of the man she most loved. What sort of mother would so willingly abandon her child? What mother would say such harsh things to her son?

She had been called half breed, a creature of filth almost her whole life. Those thigns she was completely used to. But Aadangerous rage had built up inside of her. She had not been able to control it. Quite frankly, that scared her. She sobbed silently for a few moments before finally speaking. "I do not think I wish to see her again." She managed to murmur out. She paused staring at her feet. "I am sorry I let things get out of hand. I should not have lost control over that part of myself. Please, please forgive me..." The last part was barely a whisper, almost un-heard. She hid her face in her hands when she realized she was still bleeding, quite profusely. She slowly moved the kimono and stared at the slit in her arm. It was not insanely deep, but it was nothing to forget about, especially on her body. The problem was she could not move for the fear of the substance which slowly trickled down her arm and onto the ground. The tears stopped falling, all she could do was stand there. She felt faint. Perhaps from the loss of blood, perhaps from the struggle with her inner demon... or perhaps from fear. What ever the reason, she could barely stand.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Sesshomaru allowed himself to relax a little more once they were out of hearing range of his parents. That was not the thing he had expected from his mother. And he had not expected what his father had done. Never had he interrupted a lecture his mother was giving him. Never had it seemed that he had cared. His mother had lost it, it had seemed. She was more welcoming toward Rin and Kohaku. He wondered why that was...

Sesshomaru stopped suddenly when he could hear Brigantia sobbing behind him. The scent of her salty tears and the blood mixed together, he ignored it easily enough. Though he was partly worried about those wounds that had yet to stop bleeding. He frowned ever so slightly. Wondering if he should worry or not...

Sesshomaru walked to stand in front of her as she spoke. He understood well enough. Why would she wish to see someone that despised her? He did not wish for Brigantia to see his mother again. Nor did he want to either. His frown deepened as she continued to speak. He saw no reason to apologize. His mother deserved what Brigantia had given to her. Though he did not know how she learned such a curse.

He realized then, that her attention had turned to her wound which he had noticed before. Should it still be bleeding like that? How long until it healed? He did not really understand it, but he knew not to leave it unattended to.

"Silly little butterfly..." he muttered, almost in a small sigh as he brought a part of his kimono sleeve into his mouth. He ripped off a long piece and wrapping the strip of cloth around her arm where the wound was....well, he wrapped it as best he could with only having one arm himself.

When he felt that he had done an...eh, okay job he turned away from her and continued walking. That was the most help she was receiving from him. Including at his mother's domain. He felt that he didn't need to do much anyway. And his work on trying to make a make-shift bandage rather laughable.

[Birdie]

Her lower lip quivered as she stared at her arm for a long moment. He had bandaged it rather poorly, though it was done very well, considering his disability. Fear slowly ebbed away as she followed him. Now that she was feeling a bit better she wanted to giggle at his simplistic effort to comfort her, or, at least, to get her moving again. She seemed to understand that he wanted to be as far away from the place as possible. "Thank you Sesshomaru-sama." She murmured after a couple of minutes. She was finally able to make her lips and vocal cords work properly, though the dizziness and lightheaded-ness that came with blood loss did not go away, if anything it worsened. Being as she was, such a thing was trivial to her. Hide all pain, any sign of pain is a weakness... In the wild animals pretend to feel in their best shape so that predators may not pick them out as an easy meal choice. That was part of her reasoning behind hiding all pain (it being something programed into her as a demoness... or at least half of one). The other part was because she desired no one to worry over her. She would much rather people go on about their happy lives. This flaw might, one day kill her, but it was not on her list of priorities at the moment.

They were headed home? Brigantia supposed they would be. Where else would they go? Home... To think, his mohter, that woman, had threatened to take it away from him. To snatch rit back. But a house ca be replaced. A house was not what Brigantia considered to be a home, because her father never considrered a house to be a home. He would say "A home is where your loved ones reside." Though her father was dead, and the fact that her hair was now short (signifiying her release from all her father's wishes) she followed much of what he said. He was, perhaps, the most important person to ever grace her life. He raised her, he had cared for her. He made her what she was. Now all that remained was the ,ive through the rest of her days.