Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, but I do own this wonderfully dark fiction.
A/N: I never really got why people paired up Kagome with Inuyasha's father, so I decided, what would it be like to have a love triangle going on between Inuyasha, Inutaisho, and Kagome? Despite my many projects going on, this is a bit of a birthday gift to myself—and I will be updating my other stories soon. This is a short story that will be rated "M" because of its sexual and dark content, and I forewarn you ahead of time, there will be OOC-ness. I hope you enjoy it, anyway, though. :)
Myakuhaku
Gekkoo
She was naught but an offering to the demons of the West.
With her wrists and ankles in shackles and chains, she could not doubt this truth as she was led away from her homelands of the East to the inland of Japan. Her mother cried, bless her soul, while her father stood rigid on the balcony beside her, staring at his daughter with detached eyes. Perhaps being given away so easily would hurt most beings, but spotting the bloodied and malnourished citizens dying on their lands outside her window every night made her understand. She instantly realized that this was truly the only way out of this conflict, the only option they could take in order to save the Eastern people.
Yes, she would be missed by her family just as much as they would be by her. But she knew a better life would come to them all if she was taken away now than later.
She entered the carriage, careful of her dresses, and the man escorting roughly shoved the ball and chain onto the ground beside her feet, ensuring there would be no escape if she ever so desired it. Eyes impassive, she gazed out to her sobbing mother and stoic father, giving a solid nod as the signal. Moments later, she could no longer meet the Eastern Lord's gaze as her castle and home disappeared from view, and she was introduced to the country road.
The ride was silent, save for the horses' trotting and its rider's obnoxious breathing. She savored the last sights of her native soil, no matter how gruesome the images became, and sighed silently as the tangled corpses vanished into thinned farmlands, revealing how scarce the crops had become since the invasions and pillages began. Feeling somewhat lost as even the fields of no crops vanished, she turned away from the window, facing the empty inside of the carriage she rode.
She'd known nothing but her kingdom for her seventeen years of life, and was unfamiliar with the lands outside her boundaries. Would their mannerisms be unusual, their appetites strange, their language diverse? She doubted they had to be much dissimilar, considering the similarities she saw between her father and the Western Lord despite their obvious difference in genetic make-up. Could youkai life be much more different than her humane existence?
She watched as forests grew thicker, the sunlight began dimming, and more demonic auras brushed against her spiritual one. They were growing closer, she could sense it, feel it even, brushing against her skin and murmuring into her ear. She blinked twice as the sun finally set beyond the horizon, and she was left with no guide but the stars and the moon. The rider had yet to break and rest for the night, so she was assuming their journey would span longer than expected with no stops whatsoever.
As the half-waned moon sung softly with the breeze above her ebony tresses, she hummed in her throat, closed her eyes, and lied against the soft velvet of the bench she sat upon. The material was so sooth, so reassuring, that if she lost touch with reality enough, she could imagine it being the fingers of a lover, brushing across her ivory skin and forming goosebumps while whispering sweet nothings into her ear, his touch a ghost of what could be. But of course, love was a fairytale she would never hear of, for she was set to marry a man she did not know individually. Certainly she had never expected to wed the man of her dreams nor had she anticipated matrimony, but with her fate in the midst, she could not help pondering what she thought would become of herself.
The night prior, as she eavesdropped on the conversation between the two royals, it was revealed she would be the key to ending the current feud between the East and West. Marriage seemed suitable enough to end a war that would then be called as a tie, and she would bear the daiyoukai more pups than he currently had. It was said that he'd first had a fellow inu-youkai as his first mate, and after their separation, followed an affair with a human who'd given birth to his hanyou son. She wondered if he would treat her with love as he probably did his first wives, if she would experience the heat of love—if love could ever become a reality. He certainly was handsome enough for lovemaking, though her stomach did feel odd at the fact that she was his offspring's age and that she had never had personal encounters with youkai before. But love could come in all forms…correct?
Somewhere within her musings underneath the moonlight, she found peace to rest.
A/N: I know it's incredibly short, but I intend to break it down into pieces rather than post it as the one-shot I planned for it to be; each chapter will vary in length, but I think there will be ten in all. I'll tell you right now, this is Inuyasha/Kagome, but there has to be some Inutaisho/Kagome for the sake of the plot as well. Myakuhaku, if you were wondering, is the Japanese word for "pulse" and "heartbeat", whereas Gekkoo is the Japanese word for "moonlight". I hope you enjoyed reading this so far, no matter how short it was, and will read the next chapter when it comes. :)