The Seven by Sessylove219

Measuring Stick

In my time, they say that pride goeth before the fall. If that is indeed the case, Sesshoumaru was heading for a huge tumble. Monumental. As in tripping off the moon (like that blasted lickable one on his forehead) and careening into the Mariana Trench.

Okay, perhaps that is exaggerating. A bit.

I will freely admit to anyone that I love that ethereal youkai with all of his alabaster skin, golden eyes, moonlight hair, smooth-as-molasses voice, stripes that I just want to trace with my tongue…

Wait, I am getting off track here. I was touched when he said that we all could come back to the Western Citadel to recuperate after the defeat of Naraku, and more than ecstatic when he actually agreed to letting Kagura, Kanna, and Kohaku (I never really noticed how many ‘K’ names were in our group, but now that you mention it, there is also Kirara and Kouga and Kikyou and Kaede…)

I can’t even follow my train of thoughts in my own head. I get distracted even talking in my own head, how can I expect others to follow along? No wonder I get so many weird looks.

Anyways, I was really pleased with how he had been acting with my tachi, and the refugees from Naraku’s evil, but all of the good feeling went away as soon as he told me that as soon as we got back to the palace he would mount and mate me.

I swear, the nerve of some guys!

Love doesn’t excuse bad manners.

I fumed most of the way there, and it was only a few miles from the castle that all of my anger melted away. This drastic change was brought about by the same prideful inu youkai that had stolen my heart. He was holding me to him as we flew across the lands, and suddenly bent over and buried his patrician nose in the mess of my windswept hair. He moved so that his mouth was next to my ear and said, “Do not be cross, whatever I did, I am sorry.”

‘I’. He said I. And he apologized. I don’t think that anyone in the entire history of creation has ever heard him say he was sorry. For anything.

With that, all of my anger was gone. How could anyone stay angry at someone who would change their entire world for the one that they love? How could I? That was when I realized the truth of this whole matter.

I could not judge him based on standards of human men from my own time. He was a force of nature, literally, and could not be expected to act as a human man, let alone one from five hundred years in the future, would. He was a thing apart. His actions and ideas had been formed when he was a pup, before Christ was even born.

I was actually pretty lucky that he was as “civilized” as he was. When I think about it, I am lucky he does not simply drag me off by my hair to his cave to have his way with me.

Not that him having his way with me would be a bad thing. It would actually be a very good thing. I hope.

I really shouldn’t say would. More like will. I think everyone knows that that is where this whole thing will end. At least for him and me. The stupid hanyou can bitch and moan all he wants, but in the end, I will be the bitch, and I am pretty sure I will be the one moaning. Just not for him. For his brother. Inuyasha will just have to suck it up. Maybe he can find another dead chick to swoon over.

Just the thought of necrophilia makes my skin crawl. Apparently Inuyasha found dead flesh to be a turn on. Ewwww….

I wish I had not thought of that, especially with my youkai lord holding me so close. He was warm, and gorgeous, and strong, and gorgeous, and sexy, and did I mention gorgeous?

I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea. I don’t just love him for his looks, although that is a huge bonus. I love him for his sexy brain too.

I guess I do feel a little bit of that pride that he is so famous for. Being loved by someone like that would make anyone feel pride in themselves. Not just anyone could catch the eye of someone like him. Just look at Kagura, who was giving me the evil eye right this very second.

I hope the smirk I am making in my brain is not showing on my face.

Perhaps he was not the one that was going to fall. Perhaps it had been me all along.

Sin 5 - Pride