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Feel it.
Chapter two
A little girl picked flowers in a field, humming to herself. She liked to hum the song she invented to herself while her Lord was gone. Jaken would say it was a waste of time and that sooner of later, the lord would get to his senses and dump the little kid alone. She never listened to him.
But now, the lord had been gone for some time now. Two days, almost three. She was worried of course, wondering when he would come back to her. He devotion to him was beond comparable. She had the gut feeling that something was happening, something grave and it concerned her lord. Whether it was inflicted by him or to him, she knew something bad was happening. And she knew, that her lord would never be the same after that.
Rin was wise beyond her years as it seemed. Thanks to the tutoring Sesshoumaru gave her when they were at the castle. He knew so many things, she had trouble keeping up with the lord. Of course that was natural but you can't blame a small child for admiring someone such as him and wanting to get to his level. Just to have him look at her like he looked at some miko.
Oh she wasn't stupid, she knew her lord liked her. But sometimes, she would catch him looking at the woman from afar with red-tinged eyes and some weird emotion she couldn't yet describe. He would growl low in his throat and turn around.
Kagome woke up, chained to a bed with her arms over he head and wearing nothing but a simple gray cotton kimono. The sheets of the bed were torn and dirty, making Kagome want to throw up. The smell, as she was sure it was, was permeating into her clothes and on her skin.
She scrunched up her nose at the disgusting thought. The chains binding her to this filth were made of special spell-bound metal. It kept her from escaping by using her miko energy. She could feel it's powers thingling her skin in a most painful matter. She wince once and looked out the poor excuse for a window, wishing she was out there with her friends.
She hoped they were coming to get her soon. She knew InuYasha wouldn't tell them where she was even if he knew. A small tear stung at her eye but she held it in. Kagome heard some noise from a dark corner and an evil cackle echo. She shuddered but didn't avert her eyes from where she knew the demon was hiding. Soon, blood shot red eyes appeared and looked upon her form with hunger deep in it's depth.
She knew well what he wanted, but gods help her, he wouldn't be getting it easily. When that thought struck, she renewed her efforts to escape. Another evil laugh interrupted her and she glared at the evil figure drinking in her helpless form. She wanted out, now!
"Now, my miko, it wouldn't do you well to escape me now. I still have to take you." The man said, each word dripping with desire and malice.
The last thing that happened was her screaming right before her lips were captured in time's old dance. Only this time, the dance wasn't to be enjoyed, it was ripped from her very sould, as she wept deep down over her fate.
InuYasha's rage driven brain was leading him foreward, ignoring the burning pain from his body as he pushed even further towards his destination. Each time a branch would so much as whip or hit him, he would growl deep in his now parched throat and push even harder.
He hoped she was alright, gods help him he wish she hadn't heard so she would still be here, bringing life in his heart once still. Holding on only slim, narrow hope threads, InuYasha pushed on. His gaze turned redder by the second, making his vision glaze over with a pinkish hue. He would kill the bastard this night. He would end this tonight and there was nothing to stop him from it.
Sango and Miroku weren't fairing very much well either. Both were deep in thought. The probabilities of her being dead already weren't very slim. In fact, they might even get the chance to fly over he corpse somewhere in the forest as they trudge foreward. Shippou lay crying against Sango's stomach, wishing with all his might she was okay.
Merciless torture thoughts invaded each of their minds as they forced themselves through the moonlit night towards their sun. Towards their happiness. She was powerful yes, but she could not very likely withstand such a foe as him. Not even InuYasha could inflidge as much damage as she could. But she never succeeded into killing that deceaving bastard still. Now they were all paying for it.
Even Kirara was restless. She growled from time to time and sped even more. Despite the two humans and fox cub on her back, she managed to push foreward at a very unlikely speed. Sango never had seen her neko companion fly so fast. She wasn't complaining, in fact, she was encouraging her.
Miroku sighed irritably and gazed up at the sky. Many stars lit said sky as they past by with incredible speed. He knew well that being mad nor furious would help in this delicate situation but he had to admit that, when Kagome was gone, no one seemed to be happy anymore. Her devotion to what she did, her loyalty were admirable, respectful highly. Her brightness, purity and enthousiasm were what kept them going on and smiling every day.
What if she were never to be seen again? All would be lost, that's what's it. Kagome was family to him, a sister. He sighed once more and pulled Sango closer to his warmth as his arms held her to him by her waist.
A loud growl and the sound of flesh connecting with flesh resounded in the small room. Kaogme's head was tilted to the side, blood on the corner of her mouth and a small bruise starting on her left cheek. She bit back a whimper and closed her eyes tight. Soon, she felt something moist brushing over the corner of her mouth where the bastard's blood was.
"How rude to bite someone's toungue likethat Kagome." The voise purred in her ear making her shudder in disgust.
"Well that's what you get for sticking your toungue in my mouth like that!" She spit on him and received another slap on the other cheek.
He her with bored cold eyes as he wiped the spit off his face and licked his hand free of it. He allowed his rubby cold eyes to waver over the human miko's form.
'No, no human can have such a body. Only demonesses have such privilege. Even there, she seems more.'
He brought his right hand to cup one of her breasts. He knew she liked it, but wouldn't admit it. She felt dirty inside. He noticed she was trying to seclude herself inside her own mind to escape all he was doing to her body. A small frown graced the man's dangerously goergeous face then he slapped her across the face once more.
Her eyes snapped open quickly and she glared at him. He put back his impassive mask on and leaned dow to nip at her neck. Silently and slowly, he slid her kimono off her shoulders to reveal her big plump mounds to him. His eyes flashed red with lustful hunger at the sight once more as he dipped his head and bit on of her peaks hard enough to draw blood.
Her small scream made him grow hard. He licked it clean and smirked as he saw her pain contorted face.
'Soon it will be replaced with pleasure, my little miko. I have waited too long for this, ever since i first saw you by that weak half breed's side, defying me. You never feared me. Now you will have a reason to!'
A/N: Have you guessed who it is? I'm sorry for all the mistakes in there.
-Yuya-Sama
