A/N: Um… let's give a Sesshomaru story a try :D he just seems like the sort of character that doesn't know how to properly love, I mean look at his mother. So combine that with a whole bunch of animal instinct and his ruthless personality and you have this fanfic. Lemme know what you think!

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Somebody To Love

Corrine must have paced the forest floor for hours, her mind racing with every irrational thought she could think of, her heart pounding within her chest. The sun had long since set and the stars and moon were just settling into the darkening sky. She gave another sigh, her stomach still feeling uneasy. She had just vomited, for what had to be the tenth time that day, and now she knew why- Corrine was pregnant.

At first she thought she had food poisoning, it wasn't uncommon. She was being held prisoner in a world where she didn't belong, by a demon who took her for all she was worth. Before becoming a sex slave she was a typical teenager with typical problems. What was she going to wear to school, would her grades suffer if she didn't do her homework, taking out the trash to keep from getting grounded, what boy would catch her attention before the dance. She had friends, a place where she belonged, and a home. How she ended up in such a place in such a predicament was still far beyond her comprehension. All she knew was that one of her friends, Kagome, had fallen into her shrine well and fearing for her safety she jumped too. They landed in a world where things in books existed, a world where anything could happen. And it did. She had been beaten, raped, tortured, and now she was pregnant. She not only feared for her life now but the life of the innocent soul now growing within her womb. Her captor was the worst of the worst, the very thing that haunted her dreams. His name was Sesshomaru and he was a demon. If he wasn't the cruel, heartless, and stoic as he was he would be quite handsome. He was in fact the most handsome man she had ever seen, but because of all the hell he put her through he was also the ugliest. Just the idea of him getting upset in any way shape or form just her trembling, and now that she was expecting his child she surely awaited death. But the night was cool, not a disturbance could be felt for miles around.

"Corrine! Corrine!" Came the familiar voice of the sweet child she had grown to care for.

"I am here, Rin." She tried hard to keep her voice from trembling and failed.

"We were worried about you, are you better?" The little girl asked, her lips parted into the sweetest smile.

"Corrine." His voice was like nails tearing into skin that was already wounded. He could see her trembling from where he stood, golden eyes zoned in on the tiny body he so much enjoyed. "Follow me." He demanded.

Corrine, her head hung low, followed behind the great demon. Her heart was threatening to pound right out of her chest when nothing but silence spoke for them.

"Are you still ill?" Sesshomaru asked. It wasn't like he truly care.

"Not really," Said Corrine. "I wasn't sick after all."

"Then what was wrong with you?"

"I… I'm… pregnant." Her voice came out as nothing but a whisper.

Sesshomaru's silence seemed to last for an eternity. Well, he had no one to blame but himself. This was bound to happen sooner or later, he took her day in and day out. Screwed her until she was withering and half conscious, the released himself wherever he saw fit. Should he kill the child? There was no way he was going to accept it, let alone take it as an heir if it was a son. He was a great dog demon and his children needed to be the same, nothing more and nothing less. But killing the abomination brewing within her would mean death for her too, and Corrine (human or not) was too good of a fuck to get rid of just yet.

"Do you expect to keep this child?" He asked.

"I do," Said Corrine.

"Very well then…"

The entire time he spoke his back was to her, which she was relieved for because the girl was honestly scared shitless. But she quietly exhaled a sigh of relief that she would be able to keep her child, and that she herself would be living to see another day.