By: Inuyasha4ev
Chapter 1: My life with Sesshomaru
I don't even know where to begin. I could tell you how my name is Kagome, but that's too cliche. I could describe my husband, which is cliche, but now that I think about it, maybe dogging the dog himself would make me feel better. So let's try it. The dog's name is Sesshomaru Tashio. Yes, the Sesshomaru Tashio you adore. I can almost hear you gushing now. "Sesshomaru's so handsome. He's so sexy. My, how rich he is. I envy the woman who gets to go to bed with him. It must be heavenly!" Yeah, well, it's not. Sesshomaru is heartless and cold. His every glance is empty and calculating. It makes me feel like the math section of an SAT test, kami! And his arrogance runs me up the wall. It's always, "Bow to me, wench. I am the man. You are a mere woman who does not deserve my time. Leave my sight immediately." He's hits me so often. And I can't run away. We aren't mated, but he has placed a mark on my right thigh that keeps me with him. I despise him, everything he stand for, and my stepmother for giving me to him! Yeah, that's what I said! My stepmother gave me away to that prick!
See, Sesshomaru is the Lord of the Western Lands. My father is Lord of the Eastern Lands. My real mother died when I was eight, giving my very life away to my father's follow up wife. She was a replacement, but she wasn't worthy of replacing my mother. No one was, but she didn't even come close. No. This wench was as evil as Sesshomaru if not more. She hated me and coaxed my father into locking me away so that her children, Kaede and Kikyo could be the most beautiful creatures in the land. I don't blame daddy, Sara is beautiful. He fell under her spell. So when she decided to give me up to Sesshomaru, knowing his personality, he easily let me go because he didn't know Sesshomaru and was being tricked by Sara.
But back to Sesshomaru. I will not stand here and lie, saying that he is not attractive. Silver hair as smooth as silk runs down to the back of his knees. Golden eyes which can occasionally hold passion and fire. The body of a god harbors that blackhole he calls a heart. And when I say Kami body, that's what I mean. Sculpted bisceps and triceps. Strong, muscular legs. His eight pack obviously cost him more than a few yen. And a member to rival all male sex monsters. A cerulean crescent, facing the right, sets on his forehead, and magenta stripes accent his cheeks, wrists, waist, and ankles. The mans' body is one of the only complimentary hings he possesses, if you ask me. Well, that and the way he runs his lands. His word is law. Speaking of word, that glorious thing that said law comes out of. His lips are so soft, so lucious, yet when he speaks to me, all of his words seem to say the same thing, "How hideous you are, Kagome."
And hideous I may be. Though I've never heard that from a man besides him. Tell me, from the way I describe myself, am I hideous? My hair is shiny, jet black. Though not as silky looking as my husband's , I take pride in it. My eyes are hazel, the green in them standing out over almost everything. Some say I have an amazing figure, that of a goddess. I assume that I am like the Aphrodite to Sesshomaru's Adonis. I do not wish to sound haughty, btu I've seen men stumble as I walk, a slight sway of my hips which seemed to magically appear when I entered my adolescence. My breast are perky, and as eyes lower, they see that my chest v's into a flat, toned stomach and just below are narrow hips. On my forehead, there sets a violet crescent, facing in the opposite direction of my husband's, and indigo stipes caress my wrists, cheeks, waist, and ankles. And yet, to Sesshomaru, it seems as though I am the ugliest creature on Earth. Luckily, I don'g care about a word that exits his mouth. I've waited far too long for him to love me, and I won't wait forever.
Well, I think that's a pretty well done introduction. Shall we begin the real story? Very well.
As usual, I'm waking up in bed alone, which is the way I like things. Yawning, I stand a stretch before strolling to my wardrobe. A thin, white tank, a black skirt, and a black blazer are my choice for the day. I can feel my body preparing for the hot weather I'll endure on this warm, June day. Once I reach our brivate bathing quarters, I set my clothes aside before slipping my body free of my negligee and easing into the warm water. It amazes me to no end how my servants always have my bath warm for me when I awaken. Lathering my towel with Sesshomaru's imported bath soaps, which smell of Dedrobium Orchids, one of Hawaii's most praised flowers, I begin to wash my body gently, humming a tune.
"Your voice is lovely, my lady." My servant, Akiko, compliments softly. Sesshomaru only allows me to have female servents when it comes to bathing. It's not that he's jealous, I don't think. It seems more that he wishes for people to think he is so that he appears as though he cares for me.
"Thank you, Akiko." I smile at her, stepping out and allowing her to wrap my robe around me. I don't like being waited on, but she insists. I haven't the heart to deny her. Besides, she's as stubborn as I am, meaning the fight would go on forever until I forfitted. "Thank you." I quickly get dressed and hurry downstairs, a weak attempt to grab breakfast and leave without a word to my husband. But the second I enter the kitchen, there he is. His eyes bore into me as I past, not out of attraction, but out of anger that I ignored him.
"Kagome." He says blankly, gazing at me. His glare intensifies as I remain silent. "Wench, do not ignore This Sesshomaru."
I snort as lady like as possible. "Forgive me, my Lord." Grabbing a piece of toast, I turn to leave, but he grabs my wrist. "Sesshomaru, let me go. I have somewhere to be."
"Yes. However, your pimp will have to wait." He gives an all knowing smirk, instantly feeling my blood boil.
"What are you insisting, you annoying fucker?"
Sesshomaru elegantly raises a brow. "Dresses like a whore, thinks like a whore, speaks liek a whore? Obviously, you are a whore." He rises to his feet in one fluid motion, jerking me closer and nodding at ithe chef to leave the room. Once the chef is gone, Sesshomaru begins to stroke my upper arms gently, peering down at me. "My little whore, This Sesshomaru has more than enough to rent you for the morning." He purrs.
I glare at him. "Sesshomaru, I've got plenty of things to do. Why don't you call one of your reals whores?" I bite, slapping his arms away from me and pivoting on my heels to leave. I feel his tail wrap around my waist and jerk me to him. His arms replace it, holding me so tightly I can feel the circulation in my legs weakening.
"I have none." He lies as always. Whoever said Sesshomaru doesn't lie really doesn't know him. "I am faithful to you."
Though I smell no lie, I have smelled sex on him that has nothing to do with me. "What ever. Just release me so I can go, baka."
He tilts my head backward, locking our lips and kissing me softly. After a moment or two, he forces his tongue into my mouth despite my protests and struggles. When all else fails, I bite down on his tongue, earning a pained and angry howl from Sesshomaru. "Bitch!"
Freeing myself, I begin to run, racing out the door with him hot on my pursuit. Before I'm even out of the gates, he tackles me and slams me to the ground. I fight back a whimper, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing his action had hurt me. In an instant, I'm on my back and gazing up at him angrily. "What?!" I spat.
Growling, Sesshomaru raises his hand and sends it smacking against my right cheek. He plunges down, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, growling deeper at the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. "My Kagome, you truly should watch your tongue." He stands, turning away from me. "Be a good little girl and go make sure your mouth isn't injured too badly. We'll be needing it tonight. I am leaving for the office." With that, the bastard leaves me.
"I hate you!" I yell out in rage, jumping to my feet. I stiffen when I feel him materialize behind me. "I truly hate you."
"My apologies...was that supposed to mean something to me, wench? You are not here because of love. So your hating me only makes our relationship that much more interesting." This time, he truly leaves and I walk slowly into the house, pondering his words in rage.
-Of course I knew that! If you did love me, you wouldn't be bringing this pain upon me!-
"Kag, why are you still with that bastard?" Sango asks me angrily as she inspects the wound I refused to let any of my servants observe. I've waited until almost dark to see her. She's been my bestfriend since the day I was born and is a neko. Who says cats and dogs don't get along?
I sigh. "Truthfully, it's because I know he'll track me down and find me. Sesshoamru would never let me go. I'm his property, his stupid prize." I hissed. "I don't see him treating his freaking swords like this!" I glare at her when she prods my jaw. "Touching it only worsens the pain, twit."
"Hey, don't take your anger toward Sesshomaru out on me! I'm trying to help." She smiles when I hug her apologetically. "It's okay. I understand. He's so infuriating."
"I don't know what to do, Sang. I really don't want to go home. I'm not afraid or anything. I'm just tired of fighting with him. Maybe if I relax a little, he'll calm down. What do you think?"
Sango gazes at me in concern. "Kagome, I don't know. Maybe you could try, and if he's too vicious, just file for divorce. There are ways to divorce him even if he doesn't agree to it." She hugged me as tight as she could. "Good luck, imoto."
"Arigato, one-san." I forced myself to leave and go back home, where no doubt, my husband is waiting in our bed, glancing over some notes from work.
"You've returned early." He says, commenting on the fact that normally, I would've returned hours later. "Why?"
-It has nothing to do with you!- "I live here. I was hoping to relax here." I reply blandly, not wanting to spark a fight, but not willing to let go of the remark he had said. My eyes move to his form when I feel him staring at me. "Is there a problem?"
"No matter how dull your voice sound, your words are still disrespectful." He snaps, setting his notes on the nightstand and moving to my side. His hands move to the zipper of my jacket and lowers it before taking the clothing from my body. "You punishment for your hateful remarks will be This Sesshomaru wreaking havoc on your body, my whore. I am feeling generous, the reason your punishment is actually a reward." He breaths in my ear, pulling on the strap on my tank top.
"Sesshomaru, no."
"No, is not a word This Sesshomaru understands." He growls harshly and with a quick snap of the wrist, cuts my tank down the middle, snatching it from my form.
I try to slither away from him as much as possible, but he holds me flesh against him. "No means release me, Sesshomaru. Get off me. I don't want this."
Sesshomaru growls at me. "Yet I do, my wench. You will not stop me from taking what is mine."
"Sesshomaru, I won't tell you again! Remove your body from mine immediately!" I yell angrily as I dig my claws into his skin. A scream rips from my throat when I feel his poison on my arm. To my horror, I see that this bastard is writing his name on my arm. I fall limp, unable to fight, only stare at him.
"That writing is for eternity. It will never disappear. You are mine to rut with as I please. Evertime you do not submit, I will force you to stay still!" His deep voice booms at me, his golden eyes narrowing so dangerously I close my eyes, having nothing more to do than fall asleep.
(((((Changed to Third Person)))))
As Kagome slept on, Sesshomaru angrily pounded in and out of her. How dare she think she can deny him?! How dare she drive those week claws into his skin?! Who did she think she was?! After an hour and a half of thrusting and pounding with rage until he spilled out his seed deep into her womb. Panting, he collapsed on top of her, not even bothering to withdraw himself.
Kagome awakened to silky silver hair in her mouth. "Sesshomaru." She growled at him, thumping his head angrily. "Sesshomaru!" She gasped when his hand snapped up and clutched her neck.
"Woman, stop your incessant babbling. This Sesshomaru is resting." He snarled at her/
"Would you at least exit my body, you rapist?"
With a smirk, he plummeted into her, enjoying her high pitched scream before pulling out and rolling over. He took a deep breath, hoping to smell his achievement over her in the air, only to smell that it was too weighed down by Kagome's blood which was spilling out onto the sheets. His eyes widened. -Perhaps I was too rough on her.- He sat up and observed her face, which was contorted with pain. "Kagome..." He began, but was interrupted.
"Don't say anything, please." She said softly. Wincing, she sat up and kicked her legs over the side of the bed. "I'm going to take a bath." Her legs throbbed as she attempted to go to her wardrobe, but before she reached him, she dropped to the ground, hissing in pain. "Sesshomaru."
Though he hated himself for this, he felt shameful for hurting her in such a way. Pulling her into his arms, he carried her to the bathroom where once again, the warm water was waiting. After undressing himself, he carried her into the water and set her on the marble steps. Unsure of what made him do this, he whispered incoherently, "My apologies." He washed her body gently, careful to not scrub er womanhood to harshly.
Shocked, Kagome hesitated before asking, "Did you just apologize to me, Sesshomaru?"
"No." He said quickly, but still held his composure.
"Whatever." She snatched the towel from him and began to wash herself. Bored and annoyed by the silence, Kagome asked, "What will you be doing today?"
Sesshomaru stared at her skeptically. "Why would you like to know? You are planning something, wench?" He questioned, further disturbing her.
She sighed. "I was only asking." When she was finished, she allowed him to help her out of the tub. She felt her body tingle pleasurably when he stood behind her, wrapping her robe tight around her. "Arigato."
He only nodded, then answered her previous question, surprised to feel her wrap his robe around him. "I will be having a meeting with two of the other three cardinal Lords, Naraku Onigumo and Koga Ookami."
"Oh. Alright." She nodded, walking away from him to get her hair braided.
Sesshomaru hardly listened as Naraku and Koga spoke with him. His mind was too busy. -Kagome seemed to lack her usual anger, and she dressed me. What is that wench scheming? She could not be planning to decieve me and run off. She is not insane, stupid, but not insane. Yet, she is behaving deferently. Why do I care?! The wench is useless!- His thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. "Enter." He ground out. -Kagome?-
She bowed at the waist. "Pardon me for interrupting such an important meeting, my Lord. There is trouble at the gate. May I handle it?"
"What kind of trouble?"
"It seems that the Birds of Paradise have followed Lord Koga." She explained, trying to hide her impatience before the guests.
Sesshomaru shrugged gracefully. "You may. Take a guard to assure your safety."
Naraku cleared his throat. "Lord Sesshomaru, I believe that I have nothing more to speak with you about. Instead of a guard, I could accompany her."
"Hn." Sesshomaru waved his hand, ignoring him.
Raising to his feet, Naraku followed behind Kagome.
(((((Kagome's POV)))))
"Thank you for the company, Lord Naraku-sama." I say sweetly, staring ahead as I walk briskly toward the room that holds my weapons. "It was very kind of you. As you can see, my husband is very busy and a guard would most likely be of no help to me. But someone of your sparring skill will truly be helpful."
Naraku smiles at me charmingly. "But of course. I could not let such a beautiful woman go out to battle alone. Even if they are only Birds of Paradise." I see his hand raise toward my blushing cheeks after he had complimented me on my appearance, but he snatches it away to my slight disappointment. "Thank you for the weapon." He purposely touches my hand as he takes the swords I offer.
"You're welcome." I turn away, thanking Kami when I hear a bird squeal. "Come on!" I unconciously grab his hand and drag him along, out of the large mansion, and out to the gate. "So, I suggest we split up. Which side of those devilish things would you like, my lord?"
"I will take the left, but you, my dear, may have the right." With a battle cry, we each rush to our seperate sides and slash our way through a multitude of the bastard birds! I've never laughed so much in my life! And Lord Naraku appears to be having as much fun as I! "Oh no. Lord Naraku, it appears as though we've handled them all." I sulk back towards the house with him at my side. "The battles here never last for long. I wonder why such weak demons come in attempt to harm some one. They're fun, but over far too quickly for my liking." We place our swords in their proper locations before leaving the room.
"Yes, my dear. They tend to be for such strong demons as we." He begins to chuckle deeply as we head back to Sesshomaru office. "However, the looks on their faces are highly amusing."
I giggled as well. "Yes, they truly are." Though the situation wouldn't seem funny to some, the thought is hilarious to Lord Naraku and I! Suddenly, we're bursting with laughter. I hardly notice the door opening as Naraku and I fall over each other laughing. "Kami, that's hilarious, isn't it?"
Naraku's arms wrap around me as he laughs. "Yes. It is."
(((((Third Person)))))
Sesshomaru growled loudly, trying and failing to grab their attention. "Kagome." He snapped.
Finally, she looked up and straightened. "My lord, pardon us. Did we interupt you?"
"Hn." He said, going back to his seat, his eyes drilling into the two who he had watched battled the birds of paradise.
"Where is Lord Koga?" She inquired with a frown.
"He left while you two were out." He said in an unreadable tone.
"Oh, pardon us for taking too long. I kept her, Lord Sesshomaru." Naraku bowed. "My apologies, I will be leaving now. Lord Sesshomaru. Lady Kagome." He took her hand and kissed it.
Kagome smiled and blushed. "L-lord Naraku. It was nice meeting you. I can not wait until the n-next time we meet."
"Neither can I, dear." And with that, he turned and left, Sesshomaru slamming the door behind him.
"What the hell was that?!" He roared, pushing Kagome against the wall.
"What?"
He snarled, sniffing her. "You wreak of that bastard! What did you do with him?!"
She shook her head angrily. "That can from when we were laughing, Sesshomaru! Get a grip!"
"That is precisely what you allowed him to do, isn't it?!" He groped her. "Get a grip?!"
"Sesshomaru, what the hell is your problem?!"
He glared. "I have a whore for a wife, throwing herself at other Lords!"
She narrowed her eyes, diggin her claws into his arms. "I don't know what's wrong with you, but you need help! Damn psycho!"
He grabbed her arm roughly. "My name is on your arm, wench. You belong to me." He said lowly.
"..." Her chest rose and fell as she glared. "I belong to no one." She snatched away, walking to the opposite end of the room and plopping into a chair. -Idiot! What the heck is wrong with him?! If I didn't know him, I'd think he were jealous.-
Sesshomaru glared at her, the image of Naraku all over her flashing before his eyes. He heard Kagome grunt as she manuevered in her chair and could've sworn she was day dreaming about Naraku. And she blushed for Naraku, but never for him. She'd smiled at Naraku and laughed with him, but never at of with Sesshomaru, himself. How dare she?! He could imagine her tumbling in the sheets with Naraku! His chest rumbled as he materialized beside her and grabbed her neck. "Do not think you can fuck him and get away with it." Tugging her waist, he dragged her to their bedroom and locked the door, covering her mouth and muffling her screams. Slamming her onto the bed, he barked, "You are going to be quiet or else, and if it hurts you, so be it."
Kagome's eyes widened. She was in for one hell of a night.