Someone to protect

Chapter 14

I was just making the final preparations for my departure. I watched my reflection in the big wall mirror in my luxurious apartment in the center of Tokyo. My silver hair tied in a neat ponytail, the black suit tailored specifically on me made a great luxurious first impression along with my silver tie and waxed out black business shoes. I strapped my Rolex watch onto my wrist and gave my reflection one more look through and closed my eyes to concentrate on the illusion magic I had to put on my face every single time I left the confinement of my place. The pointy ears got rounded, the markings on my face faded and the shard claws and fangs got dulled. I sighed in discomfort. Even after 500 years I could not get used to the way things were.

The powerful demons like myself are in hiding from mere humans, all cause of the technology they mastered. Their weapons stronger and faster than anyone could match, they fear anything that is not of their knowledge and they shoot before they ask questions. Yet I refused to change the color of my eyes. The gold behind the hard look still very much present.

"Lord Sesshomaru?"

I looked over my shoulder to see a young man standing behind me with a pile of papers in his arms pinned to a clipboard. His fitted suit and tie making him look very professional, yet the childish charms of the young fox boy were still very prominent, even though his illusion magic was on a higher level than my own. He sure grew up to be a reliable companion, yet I thought of him as so much more.

"I told you not to call me that," I answered seeing the smile on the boy's face.

"I'm sorry, father. I just received a text that the limousine is ready for you downstairs."

I nodded my head in his direction and put my keys and cellphone into the pocket of my suit. I petted Kilala that lay on the couch near my coffee table on which I kept my keys and motioned for Shippo to follow me.

"I'm ready. Let's go, Shippo."

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I watched the city scenery around us as the limousine made its way through the busy streets of Tokyo and listened to the voice of my now adopted son as he read through the papers he was holding.

"..The stocks are on the rise as well so we should reconsider selling right now. Taisho industries have a major investment in the lands over there and selling now could cause a large loss."

"We will hold on on selling then. I don't mind waiting for a while to see how the market develops in that area. I doubt we will make any more there though. The boom already happened, so keep the file on top for me so we don't forget about it," I gave my own input on the matter as Shippo dutifully wrote comments on them for me and did as I said.

It has now been 500 years now since the day she disappeared from my life without a trace. But even after such a long time, there wasn't a day I did not think about the girl that held my heart in her grasp for all eternity. I have never taken a mate, even when times changed and humans took control of the world, even when demons became almost extinct. Even when Sango ad Miroku left to make their own little pack and lived a very happy life. I still watch over the kids of their kids who had kids and so on. The Taisho corporation recently even payed for the university tuition for three of the young ones in full and it always brings joy to see them blossom into wonderful people. Young Yumi looks so much like Sango it almost hurts to look at her. I stay in contact with all of them, brings my tortured soul at least a little joy to see a children's postcard in my mailbox for Christmas from one of them. But even with that, and Shippo and Kilala by my side, there is still a big void inside me present.

My business partners nag me about the future of the Taisho corporation, the biggest real-estate company in Japan. They want an heir. Even though I always told them that Shippo would take over once I will not be able to continue, they do not stop. They set up extravagant business parties with pretense of betterment of the company, yet I see them setting up meetings with the ladies to try and find me a mate. What they do not know is, this Sesshomaru already has a mate. The only problem is, I have not seen anything about her in the last 500 years.