Sheer Cruelty part deux by Hairann

Ignorance is bliss

Title: Sheer Cruelty part deux

Subtitle: Ignorance is bliss

Author: Hairann

Theme: 2nd annual 50 Ways to Torture a Taiyoukai

Genre: Humor

Rating: T

Warnings: Not to be taken seriously, sequel to Ch-ch-changes.

Word Count: 1211

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Sesshoumaru knew there could be only one person responsible for the changes that greeted him upon awakening. He was certain that there was only one being in all of Japan, or perhaps even the entire world, who would not only have come up with such a ridiculous idea, but would also not fear his retribution once he had discovered what had been done to his own room. Only one person odd enough to not understand the danger they were in by provoking the great and powerful demon lord he is.

As he exited his personal courters, in search of the one behind all of the changes, he soon learned that it was not all that had been infected by the remodeling. It was apparently only the beginning. Next were the walls and carpets lining the hallway leading from his door to the rest of his home. Scowling as the atrocious color stung his eyes, he began making his way down the long hall, careful not to let his stoic expression slip. It would not bode well for others to learn that such a thing had any effect on him.

Any outward sign that the changes had him even slightly rattled would only lead to people talking. People talking would of course lead to rumors being spoken about him. Said rumors would cause a blemish on his otherwise perfect existence. Blemishes would of course have to be destroyed resulting in the deaths of any involved. And right now, he only wished to kill one person. The person who had caused this mess. The one he was currently heading to see.

As he rounded the corner, bringing himself to the receiving area he confirmed his 'fear' that it was not just his own personal wing of the house that had been changed. The walls, the curtains and even the stone floor had been dyed in the obnoxious color, though he could not fathom how the flooring could have been changed. Though perhaps it was better if he did not know. Seeing a servant scurry passed him, in vain hope of not being spotted, Sesshoumaru had to fight the urge to groan at the sight.

Apparently even living beings were not exempted from the makeover. The normal red and white uniform of his servants had been replaced to an outlandish kimono that blended in with its new surroundings. His very male servant, even had his hair pinned up in the most feminine fashion and, if Sesshoumaru did not know any better, he could swear he saw a slight amount of rouge upon his cheeks. Shivering at the idea of being subjected to such things himself, he continued on.

As he passed by the large double doors to his garden, which were open to let in some fresh air, he quickly noted that the changes were not confined to just inside his home. Each flower, which were already half wilted by the changing of seasons, were different shades of the same color. Deciding he did not wish to see what had happened to the great dog demon statue that stood just barely out of his sight from the door, he quickly walked passed to continue on.

Against his better judgement, Sesshoumaru stopped in his kitchen to see if it too had been remodel only to find something much worse. Jaken, who was currently humming softly to himself as he prepared breakfast unaware of his audience, wore a few sizes too big kimono, that dragged along the floor as he walked. Though it was in the same style as the previous servant's, his was a shade or two darker and he donned an ebony wig arranged in a complicated bun.

Hoping he would be able to get the image of a rather feminine Jaken out of his mind eventually, Sesshoumaru silently left the doorway and continued on his way toward his study. After seeing everything that had been done to the rest of his home, he dreaded what he would find there, but knew the one he was seeking would be there. They always were whenever he was away, saying some such nonsense about it seeming like they were closer to him in there upon his return.

Finally arriving at the door to his study, Sesshoumaru took a long deep breath before grasping the handle and pushing it open. The sight that greeted him was by far the most shocking since he had awoken on his futon that morning and he almost turned around to head back, hoping the next time he woke up he would realize it had all been a nightmare. In fact, the only reason why he did not 'turn tail and flee' was because the only occupant in the room noticed his presence.

“Sesshoumaru-sama!” she squealed as she rushed across the room and quickly glomped onto the closest leg to her. “Welcome home, Sesshoumaru-sama. Rin missed you while you were away, very much so. Jaken did too. Ah-Un's been asking about you, wondering when you were going to get back. I told him not to worry, that you would be home soon and see? Rin was right, she just told Ah-Un this yesterday and here you are today!” she cheered happily as she gazed up at him with a enormous grin adorning her adorable face.

“Rin, explain this,” he instructed as he gestured around the room and confused, Rin followed his gaze seeing nothing out of the ordinary about the study. Seeing her confusion, Sesshoumaru walked around the room, with her still attached to his leg, as he pointed out the walls, curtains, carpets and anything else that she had 'infected'. “These flowers, are they by chance made from the papers that were sitting on my desk?” he questioned when he noticed what she had been doing when he had entered the room.

On the other side of his desk, was a large pile of origami flowers, dyed to match the rest of his home and staff. Looking from the flowers and back to him, Rin nodded her head with a smile. “The papers were just collecting dust and so Rin turned them into pretty flowers. Rin used berry juice to get the color, it's pretty huh?” she inquired as she finally let go of him and rushed over to pick up one of the flowers before placing it behind her ear with a giggle.

“Rin, why exactly did you dye everything in my home pink?” he wondered, once he was able to get her attention away from the origami as she had gone back to working on the one she had been making when he had interrupted her. Looking up from her current project, Rin tilted her head to the side, as if confused by his question. As far as she was concerned it was the most obvious reason in the world and she was sure someone like her Sesshoumaru-sama would understand.

“It didn't match Sesshoumaru-sam, so Rin changed it,” she explained, only to be answered by a raised eyebrow. “It wasn't girly enough,” she continued with a giggle before turning her attention back to her origami. Sesshoumaru stood staring at her silently for a long moment before giving up and heading back to bed.