Chapter 2:Obedient like a dog
Inuyasha's POV-His true feelings
I felt broken. That's what I was. I had absolutely no freedom to do as I pleased. My servitude has gone on for over a century now, and I was sick of it. I was controlled like a puppet for amusement, forced to bend the knee to my brother, forced to please him with my services, forced to do hard menial labor! I never stopped! How much more could I possibly take? Not much, I'll tell you that. Now, not only would I have to serve my brother, but his bride-to-be as well. She was to arrive anytime now. I would have to go to my brother's chambers soon. I was going to be controlled once again. I despised being used like a puppet more than being forced to perform hard labor. I was my brother's toy he never seemed to tire of. I hated that I could not fight back. All I really wanted was to be free. But...that would never happen.
The princess's arrival-Inuyasha's POV
I walked out to the palace courtyard when I heard the sound of a carriage coming. There I saw the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I knew from just looking at her she was the princess. I stayed in the shadows, not wanting her to see me. I did not want her to see the poor slave boy who was beaten and abused till the time was right. I would obviously see her again soon. I surly hoped so. I knew I would never be hers, for she belonged to my brother. Belonged. She was also my brother's property, just like me. I could see the look in her eyes and I could see the look of unhappiness in them. She did not seem happy at all. I would think she would be glad to be married to someone like my brother, but for the emotions she portrayed when she exited the carriage, my thoughts changed. Maybe I could help ease her pain. I knew how it felt to be trapped in a cage.
Sesshomaru's Chambers-Inuyasha's POV
I climbed the steps to my brother's chambers to complete the end of the bargain. I would have to perform entertaining acts for my brother. I knew the princess would not be there, for Jaken told me she had retired to her chambers for the night, so Sesshomaru and I would be alone, and for that I was grateful. I did not wish for her to see any of this at all.
"Master, I have arrived as you ordered."
"Very good. Come here and entertain me." I did as he instructed. He pointed to the miniature harp and I picked it up. I got down on my knees and began to play. Of course, that night I played a sad tune, for that was what I was feeling. As I played, I felt tears slowly forming in my eyes. I tried with all my soul not to show my emotions to my brother. In the end my tears slowly began to fall from my eyes. My talent with the harp was being used as a tool. My singing voice was used as a tool as well. I hated doing this. I wished my talents were used for better circumstances. It seemed my tears were amusing because I could hear Sesshomaru chuckle cruelly as I played. He then commanded me to sing for him. I did as he commanded. I was an obedient dog that followed his master's orders. I sang a song about battles and war. Those kind of songs made Sesshomaru happy. I wanted nothing more than to be happy. After the song was done, I could no longer hide my tears, and covered my face in my hands and sobbed. Sesshomaru simply laughed at my misery. My humiliation was enough to satisfy him. I was being treated like a puppet while he laughed and pulled the strings. I was not even ordered to, but I knelt down at his feet and began to massage them, for I knew he was going to order it done. I cried the whole time. I was working my hands raw for him as I cried. He chuckled cruelly as the task was being done. He then ordered me to massage his neck and his shoulders, and I did that as well. My tears were his inspiration. He worked me to exhaustion day and night and still expected me to be his personal entertainer and personal laborer. Right now, I was being his personal laborer. I performed menial labor for hours into the night. I sobbed as I worked. I could no longer hide these emotions. I will work my hands raw till I can't work anymore. I would please him and do as he wishes. I sang as I worked on his neck and shoulders. I sang a song my mother sang to me before she died. It kept me going. My brother seemed to enjoy it, for he looked content with the singing.
"You are working quite hard I see."
"Yes. I am only trying to please you. I work my hands raw for you day and night. I don't have much of a choice in the matter."
"You are right. You don't have a choice. This curse is the best thing that has ever happened. I wish all half-demons had this curse, so they to could finally be treated the way they should be treated, as the lowest beings on earth."
"How could you say that? No one should be forced to do something they don't want to do. No one should have to go through this. I will not fight you. Just please, don't think of such things."
"Very well. You may leave. Cook breakfast tomorrow one hour before dawn."
"As you wish, master." I left with tears in my eyes. I could no longer stand to hold them in. I wanted to be free. I wanted to be loved.