A Momento from the Future by SesshysRose

A Momento from the Future

Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha and Co.

A Momento from the Future

Sesshoumaru rubbed his temples- having trouble concentrating on the maps before him. It had been a long week, since Kagome had deemed it necessary to bring that…thing back from her era. It had been nothing but trouble, shredding up the curtains in the dinning room and displacing the scrolls upon his desk in hot pursuit of a small, flying bug. He couldn’t even think about its adverse reaction to him- scratching his hand whenever he got close to his mate. For some reason or another, it saw him as a threat to its master. He smirked as he stood. The only thing he was a threat to was that little fluff ball Kagome called a “Buyo.”

Sesshoumaru glanced around his study with a tired sigh. Kagome had seemed so homesick. He just wanted her to have something here that reminded her of her time. A memento that might brighten her spirits when she was too far from the well to visit home. He had watched as she had disappeared into the well, knowing where she was heading. He had thought she might bring back her favorite food, or maybe a photograph, but was taken aback when she had asked him, from the bottom of the well two days later, to assist with lifting her “memento” out of the well.

He had frowned, wondering what she could have brought that could possibly be so much trouble, but had quickly aided her in getting out. After all, he had missed her the last couple of days and was in a hurry to get her back to the safety of their home. His descent into the well has started out as normal, but he came over the lip of the well slightly marred. He threw the small, fat yet feisty beast onto the forest floor, much to Kagome’s dismay, staring at the scratches that now covered both of his arms.

“Sesshoumaru! Be nice, you’ll hurt Buyo!” Kagome had exclaimed as she pulled herself over the vine-covered bricks.

Sesshoumaru was at a loss for words, staring down menacingly at the creature before him. It was hissing at him, fur standing up on the back of its neck and teeth exposed as if it planned on actually doing damage to him.

Finally finding his voice, he scoffed, “This Sesshoumaru was not the one attacking.”

Kagome looked between the two and realized this might not have been the best thought up idea in her short span of life. She had brought her cat to live with her and her dog demon mate. She swallowed her fears and pulled at Sesshoumaru’s arm to gain his attention.

“This won’t be a problem will it?” she asked with pleading eyes. “Buyo was my first pet, and seeing if he could get through the well was an experiment. Now that I know that he can, I would like to keep him with me. I want him to be a link between me and the life I had in the future.” She explained, “But if this won’t work because of your differences, I’ll take him back now.” Her voice held hope and fear at what he would say.

Kagome’s choice of words and the hopefulness in her voice left Sesshoumaru between a rock and a hard place. Who was he to deny her the one thing that reminded her of home? Who knew, maybe the thing would calm down once they reached the palace.

He couldn’t have been more wrong. That cat might have come from a time without demons, but by the end of the week, Sesshoumaru was determined that it must have had demon ancestors.

It mewed at night, keeping him from sleep. It ripped up the nice furniture and scratched or bit anything that came near his mate, and he would have had no problem with that except that it included him with that anything. He wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but that cat was more of a nuisance than his half-brother.

He had to do something, and soon, if he was ever going to touch his mate again. Now, Sesshoumaru had thought long and hard about how he was to do this. Kagome would kill him; he had no doubt, if she knew what he wanted to do to that damn cat of hers, so his only choice was to find something nonlethal to the cat to hold its attention while he got some time with his mate.

Thinking the cat might like a mate of its own, he settled on a couple of youthful felines from the village closest to the castle. He told Kagome nothing of her plan, as he wanted it to be a surprise. Not only was he going to eliminate the problem before him, Kagome would think him the hero…after all, she could have kittens if her Buyo was smart enough to attract the ladies…and he would be handsomely rewarded by his mate for his “supposed” thoughtfulness. It seemed like nothing in this plan could go awry.

Kagome watched as Sesshoumaru had the maid bring in the other cats and suppressed a smile. Her mate was jealous of Buyo, and she knew it. She just didn’t know how to broach the situation without Sesshoumaru ending up scratched or having Buyo get lost in the confines of the castle. She could tell that her mate had carefully planned for the village cats to capture the attention of Buyo so he could steal her away, and she couldn’t really blame him. She had been so worried about getting her cat comfortable in his new surroundings that, honestly, she had forgotten much of anything else.

“Poor Sesshoumaru, this idea won’t make anything better.” She thought with a sigh as she watched Buyo sniff at the females, but show little interest in them.

Kagome was brought from her thoughts by Sesshoumaru’s voice.

‘Why is he not interested in the females.” He asked, sounding genuinely confused and more than a little disappointed to the ears that knew him best. Kagome was the only one that heard the inflection in his voice that denoted his upset, no matter how minute it was.

“Because,” Kagome started, wondering how she was to explain this. “Buyo has no sex drive. In my time, cats are in abundance. It is impossible to find homes for them all, so when I got Buyo from the shelter, he was fixed already.”

“Fixed?” Sesshoumaru asked, not liking the sound of the word one bit even though the meaning was still a mystery to him.

“Buyo is unable to have children…” she explained lamely, “He had surgery to make sure he couldn’t sire kittens.’ She finished.

Sesshoumaru looked down at the cat with added interest and more than a little hate. What was he to do now? He had added three more cats to the mix for nothing! 

Wrote this for the 2nd Annual 50 Ways to Torture a Taiyoukai, but I feel like my thoughts might not have been conveyed as I wished…updates might ensue. Let me know what you think :)