Do Me A Wrong

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"My what has been yet to be consummated?" She whispered as her tails fell dead to the floor in a wholly alien dread.

"Your marriage." The image of perfectly sculpted pale lips twisted in a wolfish grin assaulted her mind.

"What did you do?" Yasaka mouthed in silent horror.

"We will have none of that," Severity creeping into Amaterasu's voice. "We have made a choice in benefit to both Our Child and Aspect."

"My-My Lady…you can't do that!" Yasaka began to deny vehemently but a stirring from Ichigo forced her to continue in a harsh undertone. "Marriage requires the consent of those parties involved! Both of them!"

"As Our Aspect, We are well within Our capacity to decide on your behalf." Amaterasu's tone almost dismissive of Yasaka. "And Our Son's betrothal is Our right and Ours alone."

"B-but," She began to splutter futilely.

"Enough." The sheer command and authority nearly sending Yasaka to her knees. "So is Heaven's Will, So is Our Decree."

Yasaka couldn't get her mind wrapped around the idea. Married? To a child that was but a fraction of her age? Ichigo had not even completed two decades, whereas Yasaka was well into her fourth century!

Granted, Yasaka was quite proud in her ability to have any and all men dance in the palm of her hand however, she did not have numerous lovers over the years. She was a priestess of Amaterasu, after all. Only one man had ever touched her, the same one who had even given her a child, her darling Kunou. Yet, he had been her age or relatively close to her age. In addition, there was another problem in and of itself.

Could a child, so new to their world take on the burdens of fatherhood? On top of whatever other responsibilities he had to deal with within the confines of the Underworld? If she had the choice of a partner, it would be one who performed the role of parent to perfection.

"Do you truly find Our Son to be so lacking?" A hint of ire revealing itself in the ancient being's voice. "His strength of steel and heart is great enough to assuage your worries. And his claim and patronage will only benefit a child born out of wedlock."

Yasaka's eyes slit in maternal fury. "There is nothing wrong with my Kunou!"

"Take care in your anger, child." An ebb of power made itself known and pressed down ominously; causing Yasaka to pale and falter. "Kunou is as much as Ours as she is her mother's. Her future is a radiant path, one only made better by Our child's fatherhood. Without which, the stain of her mother's sin would shadow her footsteps."

She swallowed hard. "I-forgive me, I spoke out of line."

"Hmm, a mother's wrath is all too well known to Us." Amaterasu's annoyance draining away.

Yasaka's mouth twisted in displeasure as a silence permeated the air. The only audible sound being Ichigo's soft breathing. She felt relief that he was asleep and at the same time, she wanted to smack him, violently. That he would sleep while her world crashed down around her seemed a little too unfair from her point of view. A small vindictive pleasure formed when she realized he would feel the same when he awoke.

And at that thought, her mouth fell open in horror.

What on earth was she to do when he awoke? With her standing naked over him, while he's naked? It'd be a miracle if he didn't come to the same conclusion she did. Even worse, would be if he quickly fell into fury. In terms of battle, he'd tear her to pieces if he decided to release his full power.

Ah.

Perhaps she could have Her Lady manifest and give her rather selfish reasoning?

"For that We will have you tell him yourself. A fitting declaration from the blushing new bride, no?"

"Wonderful." Yasaka rolled her eyes and put a hand to her head.

She doubted that her fortune would be so bright that he would continue to slumber for the rest of her, admittedly very long, life.

A soft laugh mockingly rang through her. "You despair now, but you have yet to justly deem your husband." And Yasaka hated how she cringed at that last word. In mechanical slowness, she allowed her gaze to settle upon the sleeping form of the young man.

And from the edges of her jaw to the roots of her hair, a slow and deep crimson flush filled her.

Oh…oh, dear.

Long locks of dark orange swept over closed eyes and a peaceful smile, which could be described as almost angelic, adorned his thin lips. His neck was slender yet masculine at the same time. And, she shamefully admitted to herself, there was a unique exoticness to his carefully defined clavicles.

Her tails twitched.

Broad shoulders, perfectly chiselled chest, toned, long arms and big hands. Add to that his diamond cut sides and abdominals, Yasaka was almost regretting last night's imagined events not happening. Almost.

Then her eyes wandered even lower.

Her mouth went dry and she swallowed. Hard.

"If you are quite done…"

Yasaka nearly jumped. "Kyaa!"

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