Beliefs by Himura Asami

Who Did She Think She Was?

The Shikon no Tama Challenge: Ngimitama/Friendship

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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.

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            Friendship. The word was as stupid as the concept. It was a completely pointless, and unrealistic idea. Who needed a friend? Who would want one, even? Sesshomaru didn’t believe in friendship; it was too ridiculous. The idea of friendship was a farce. No one would ever befriend somebody without an ulterior motive, and that meant it wasn’t really a friendship. Actual friendships didn’t exist.

            Sesshomaru wasn’t at all surprised when the miko managed to surprise him again, making him rethink what he had believed since childhood.

            It had been a month since his pack had joined his half-brother’s. Things had settled into a shaky routine: everyone got up with the sun, the miko would make breakfast, they would walk, they would get attacked, Inuyasha would yell at him for not helping, the miko would subdue his half-brother– he considered that one of the perks of combining packs– they would get attacked again, they would have lunch, he and his half-brother would fight, the miko would subdue his half-brother, they would walk until nightfall, the miko would subdue his half-brother, they would set up camp, and then the whole process would be repeated the next day.

            When they were having lunch in a clearing, a little bit before he and his half-brother would usually fight, the miko came up and sat next to him. He did a fairly good job of ignoring her presence until she started talking.

            “You know what, Sesshomaru?” she said, turning to look at Shippo and Rin, both of whom were running around the clearing, being chased by Jaken.

            “Hn?” Sesshomaru acknowledged grudgingly.

            “You aren’t as much of a jerk as I thought you were. I actually think I might be fond of you,” she said with a smile.

            Sesshomaru stared at her with a blank face, inwardly aghast. He didn’t want a (non) human miko to be fond of him; if anyone found out, his reputation would be in shambles.

            “This one hopes you are not fond of him.”

            Kagome’s eyebrow rose. “Why not? I don’t think it’s too bad of an idea. We’re traveling together after all; shouldn’t I like you?”

            Sesshomaru scoffed dismissively.

            Kagome shrugged. “I suppose it doesn’t matter. Even if you don’t want me to like you, I’ll still be your friend.”

            Sesshomaru looked at her sharply, before snarling. “This Sesshomaru doesn’t require your friendship.”

            “But I’m offering it anyway.”

            Sesshomaru glared at her. “Take it back.”

            “No,” Kagome said, completely unconcerned by the growl in his voice.

            “What is your ulterior motive?” Sesshomaru queried.

            Kagome frowned. “I don’t have an ulterior motive. I just decided I was going to be your friend. After all, everyone needs a friend, and I don’t think Jaken counts.”

            Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed.

            Kagome rolled her eyes. “Honestly, Sesshomaru! No ulterior motive. You know I’m not lying.”

            “Foolish miko,” he said, settling on that since he couldn’t think of anything else to say.

            Kagome smiled then, a knowing smile that Sesshomaru was sure he would come to hate. In fact, he already hated it.

            She stood from her place beside him, her smile still in place. “I’m going to be your friend, Sesshomaru, even if you don’t want me to be. I don’t want anything from you; you don’t even have to agree to be my friend. I’ll be your friend because I want to be, and because I like you, and because everyone needs a friend, Sesshomaru. Even you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, Inuyasha has finished his ramen and I want to stop him before he decides to pick a fight.”

            Sesshomaru watched her walk towards his half-brother, feeling particularly offended.

            Who did that woman think she was, offering to be his friend? Saying he needed a friend? He was Sesshomaru, and he didn’t need anyone, least of all a confusing, probably not human miko who acted like she knew everything. Who did she think she was, liking him? He hadn’t given her permission to like him. She was always over stepping. She had no right. He would kill her, but for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to. She was more than worth the trouble, but he just couldn’t bring himself to kill her.

            Honestly. Who did she think she was, offering to be his friend?

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Hmm…

Not sure if that turned out the way I planned it, but I’m not entirely displeased with it, so that’s a plus.

T.N.T!