Request Fic for DarkAngel048

I'm back with the second chapter. This is easily become a favorite fic of mine to write!

Disclaimer: I don't own either manga/anime

Rating: M

Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

Summary: She hated her husband with a passion, but there was nothing she could do. He was the king of Egypt and he chose her as his queen. His queen. Her husband has never called her by her name, it was always "My Queen" as he took her again and again. He desired power. She desired her freedom. He wanted her. She wanted someone else, but he belonged to another. He has claimed her body, but not her heart. She has forcibly become his Queen.

Beta: shadow101202


My Queen


This is a request fic dedicated to DarkAngel048. Thanks for putting the idea in my head!

The first real chapter of my newest fic! I'm happy at how it's coming out!

Disclaimer: I do not own either Inuyasha or Red River (Anatolia Story). Both belong to Takahashi, Rumiko and Shinohara, Chie receptively. I do, however, own my OC Charaters.

Rating: M

Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

Summary: She hated her husband with a passion, but there was nothing she could do. He was the king of Egypt and he chose her as his queen. His queen. Her husband has never called her by her name, it was always "My Queen" as he took her again and again. He desired power. She desired her freedom. He wanted her. She wanted someone else, but he belong to another. He has claimed her body, but not her heart. She has forcibly become his Queen.


My Queen


"He's gone." Miroku whispered, staring at his accursed right hand.

The group had just witnessed the demise of the dark hanyou, Naraku. The vile villain put up a terrible fight, but in the end it was Kagome's arrow that ended his tyranny. The young fifteen-year-old miko had had stood her ground when the others had fallen. She alone had challenged Naraku and won. Her Hama no ya shot the dark hanyou in his heart, where he had hidden the Shikon no Tama.

"Kagome, aren't you gonna go get the jewel?" her inu hanyou questioned.

"Oh yeah. I'm still a bit dazed that I defeated Naraku on my own." the miko knocked herself on the head nervously.

Kagome slowly made her way over to the glittering grey ashes that made up the remains of the evil hanyou, Naraku. The warning bells in her head were on high alert as the black corrupted jewel came into her line of sight. She held her breath as her hand moved on its own accord to the cursed jewel, almost expecting for Naraku to grab her wrist in a bone shattering grip as his tentacles pierced her body.

She let out a ragged breath when her horrible expectations were not met as her fingertips came in contact with the dark, sparkling Shikon no Tama. The moment she touched the corrupted jewel, the miko waited for the calm feeling of her ki purifying it. But something else happened. The jewel remained dark as night and it pulsed, sending out dark waves of energy.

Kagome tried to yank her hand back, but one of the energy waves lashed out and wrapped around her wrists, pulling her closer and closer to Naraku's remains. Her screams pierced the skies and her tachi rushed to help, only to be blocked by the black barrier the Shikon had erected.

"What the hell is going on!" Inuyasha growled when his red Tessaiga merely bounced off the barrier.

"I don't know!" the houshi and taijiya both cried in confusion as they watched their friend slowly being absorbed by the jewel.


Kagome struggled and fought against the black tendrils that were wrapping tightly around her body. She knew that she had to calm down, but she couldn't. Her body wouldn't listen to her commands, as if she wasn't in control. The young miko gasped when the dark corrupted jewel floated in front of her.

"Higurashi Kagome, your time in the Sengoku Jidai is over. It is time for your new quest to begin," a low voice echoed through her ears.

Kagome blinked in confusion. What did the jewel mean that it was time for her new quest to begin? Why didn't it become purified when she touched it? She had so many questions to ask, but her throat was closed up with fear when sinister cackles filled her sense of hearing. Snapping her dark blue eyes up, Kagome saw him.

Naraku.

"What are you doing here? I purified you!" Kagome hissed when she managed to find her voice.

The dark youkai reached out and stroked her cheek with mocking tenderness. "Little Kagome, I'm hurt that you don't wish to see me. I only wanted to wish you luck on your quest." he grabbed her chin and yanked her face up harshly, glaring into her eyes with his blood colored orbs. "Because you are going to need it."

Before the miko could open her mouth to demand more information, Naraku vanished and the jewel floated back into her sight. "Higurashi Kagome, your quest awaits you." after the voice of the jewel spoke those words; the black orb flew at Kagome, forcing itself inside her body.

The girl let out an ear piercing scream as pain erupted throughout her body. It felt as if her whole body was on fire, like her flesh was melting off her bones. Kagome sighed in relief when the agonizing pain ceased, but she still shook with tiny aftershocks. Realization dawned on Kagome as she felt herself falling.


A young Egyptian prince scowled. He was sick and tired of his father's constant nagging for him to marry a princess from the Hittite Empire. He didn't care that the princess was the child of the woman his father had loved. He did not desire her.

While she was attractive, with her curly black hair and eyes of jet, Princess Eimi was weak and undeserving of him. Yes, he knew that Eimi was the first born princess of King Kail Mursili II and Queen Yuri Ishtar, but that didn't mean that their daughter would inherit their strengths.

He desired a strong and powerful woman. One who would challenge him, not someone who would give into his every command, like he knew Eimi would.

The Egyptian prince sighed as he trudged his way over to his private section of the Nile River. Pulling off his head cloak, he revealed his short blonde hair; one of the traits that ran in his family. He scooped some water into his hands and brought it to his face, letting the cool liquid run down his face and neck in tiny rivulets. He muttered something about the Sun God, Ra, being unforgiving for this heat.

As he was about to draw more water into his palms a loud splash caught his attention. "Who dares interrupt me?"

"Help!" a frantic feminine voice pleaded.

The young prince looked out into the Nile and spotted a dark haired female struggling to keep her head above the waters. Growling underneath his breath for having his private moment interrupted, he dove into the water. The Egyptian kicked his legs and tore across the river in powerful strokes. Soon enough he was close enough to pull the girl to him and swam back to shore.


Kagome was not sure how long she fell, but what she did know was that she had dropped into the middle of a large body of water. The tepid liquid quickly soaked her clothes and hair, weighing her down. Kagome fought her way to the surface and clawed to stay afloat. She heard a deep masculine voice call out from the shoreline. Wiping her sopping wet hair out of her eyes, Kagome spotted him. He had brilliant blonde hair and caramel tanned skin. Perhaps he would come to her rescue.

"Help!"

No sooner had she shouted the word, the young man was swimming towards her at an amazing speed. Never before had she seen anyone swim with so much grace as he possessed. The miko gasped when a strong arm surrounded her waist and yanked her against a hard chest. Once the man made sure that he had a firm grip on her, he swam back to shore.

Kagome felt relief wash over her as her feet touched dry land. She turned to thank her savior when she was faced with the sharp tip of a sword, and Kagome blinked in confusion. The miko slowly drug her eyes up the gleaming blade from the man's tanned arm to his frowning lips to his flared nostrils and finally his eyes. Kagome gasped.

This man's irises were two different colors. The right was a bright gold; brighter and more intense than the sun's rays and the left was a dark shade of sepia; so dark it almost looked onyx.

'His eyes are heterochromatic...'

She took a moment to take in his appearance. His hair was a brilliant blonde color that contrasted with his rich caramel skin, high cheekbones, thin aristocratic nose, and thin lips. He wore nothing but a skirt-like robe around his waist and bamboo sandals. He was cute in a weird kind of way.

"Who are you?"

Kagome blinked again as the sound of his voice dragged her from her thoughts. She watched his lips move in rapid motions, while she could hear the deep, smooth tenor of his voice, her brain couldn't comprehend the language he was speaking in. "I don't understand..."

The Egyptian prince eyed the woman skeptically. Does she have a death wish? Didn't this woman realize that she was in the presence of royalty? He was Prince User Ramses II, first born son and heir to the throne. She should be on her knees, begging for pardon for disrupting him, not looking up at him curiously with those large exotic eyes.

Cursing under his breath, he lowered his sword and took hold of the red cloth that was tied around her neck and pulled her closer to him. What Ramses didn't expect, was for her to be so light that when he tugged on the cloth she was went flying towards him.

Kagome's eyes widened when the man grabbed her scarf and yanked; she stumbled over her feet and crashed into his chest, knocking him down. She moved her hands out in front of her to soften their fall and color flooding her cheeks when his arms encircled her waist. The miko opened her mouth to gasp, but warm lips covered her own as they hit the ground and her sound was muffled. Quickly, Kagome reared her head back, breaking the kiss, and began to apologize. "I'm so sorry!"

His deep throaty chuckles filled her ears as the man sat up, forcing her to straddle his thighs. "I asked who you are, woman, not for you to kiss me."

Kagome's face turned a dark shade of red, this time from frustration not embarrassment. As her lips parted to retort, she realized something. She could understand him now! "But how...?" Kagome gasped and brought her fingers to rest upon her lips. Was it...that kiss?

"Prince Ramses! Prince Ramses! Hittite Princess Eimi has arrived to see you!"

Ramses scowled. He had no desire to see his 'betrothed' right now. She was the furthest thing from his mind. Glancing down at the young woman, he took in her attire. She wore a white, sleeved shirt with the cuffs and collar trimmed in a dark green and an indecently short green wrapping. Soon he found himself looking her over. Long, wavy, raven hair; large, exotic, blue eyes; full, natural red lips; and smooth ivory skin. 'Ra, she is quite the catch.'

"Prince User Ramses II, Hittite Princess Eimi Mursili awaits you!"

Ramses growled under his breath. "Alright! For Ra's sake, I'm coming!" he looked back at the girl. "I have some questions for you. I will have my guards escort you to my chambers."

"What? No! I'm not going anywhere!" Kagome said vehemently.

Ramses smirked at her defiance, but a frown replaced it soon enough as he stood, throwing her off of him. "You will do as I say woman." he took hold of her upper arm roughly and yanked her to her feet. "Now, move!"

Kagome stumbled slightly as Ramses forced her to walk. She tried in vain to yank out of his hold, but he was too strong. It was no use. She was prepared to bow her head in defeat when a soft voice reached her ears.

"Prince Ramses?"

The Egyptian prince stiffened slightly as he stopped. He snarled lowly under his breath. "Princess Eimi Mursili." Ramses moved over so that he hid Kagome. "Prince Kail Mursili III."

Kagome rose on her tip toes to look over the tanned man's shoulder at the two people before them. The young woman, the owner of the voice, had short, curly black hair pulled into ponytail in the center of her head and honey brown eyes. She wore an elegant violet dress-like robe that clung to her small chest and thin waist with a long slit on both sides of the skirt, showing off her smooth legs.

'She's so pretty.' The miko thought as she slid her eyes over to the princess's companion and her breath lodged in her throat.

The young man had long, straight, shoulder length hair that looked to be spun from gold. He had the face of an aristocrat with his almond shaped eyes, high cheekbones, long straight nose, and thin lips. A white headband that was trimmed in dark blue prevented his bangs from falling into his eyes. Oh those eyes are what made her swoon. They were bright, clear amber; the exact shade as her hanyou's. His white robe had diamonds etched into the material in cobalt was clasped on one shoulder while the other side revealed his muscular chest. His long, powerful legs were spread shoulder width apart as he held himself in a regal way.

'Kami-sama he's beautiful.'

He must have heard her thoughts for their eyes locked for a brief second and a sly smirk touched his lips.

The princess bowed. "How are you fairing, my prince?"

"I am fairing just fine, Eimi."

Eimi recoiled back at the harshness of his tone, but she quickly recovered and gave a nervous laugh. "That is good, my highness. I am glad."

Ramses growled lowly as he noticed that the Hittite Prince was staring at him. "What are you looking at, Kail Mursili III?"

The corners of Kail's lips lifted into a half smile and he pointed with a slender finger. "I'm looking at the lovely young woman you are trying to hide, User Ramses II."

The princess gasped, her thin hand coming up to cover her lips. "My prince, surely you haven't taken in a concubine so early before our wedding."

The Egyptian prince cut his heterochromatic eyes onto Eimi. "If I wished to take a concubine, then it has nothing to do with you. I never agreed to wed you. It is only because of my father's foolish love for your mother that we are betrothed. If it were up to me, you and I would have never met!"

Tears formed in Eimi's honey brown eyes. How could he say such hurtful words to her? Didn't he realize that she was trying her hardest to be the perfect example of how a proper princess should be? Couldn't he see that his cold demeanor towards their betrothal was breaking her resolve?

The dam holding back her emotions broke and rivers of salt water flowed down her cheeks, her hands balled into fists below her eyes.

Kail stepped forward, his slightly greater height allowing him to stare down at the Egyptian, and opened his mouth to snap at him for daring to make his sister cry.

"Why did you do that?"

Both young princes looked at the exotic, blue eyed girl with bewildered expressions.

Kagome was beyond upset, she was furious. That Ramses, deliberately making the princess cry with his words, who did he think he was? The miko stepped towards him and looked up at him with angry blue eyes as she jabbed her finger in his chest. "Do you think that because you are some kind of prince that you can just hurt a girl's feeling? What kind of man are you? If she is supposed to be your wife, then why are you so cruel to her? You are supposed to love and cherish her even if she isn't the one you truly wish to marry." she continued to glare at Ramses even as she moved over to Eimi's side. "You should be ashamed of yourself." turning to the princess, Kagome said, "Come on. Show me where we can get you cleaned up."

Eimi allowed the strange new woman to guide her down the corridor. Once the two women had disappeared from then men's sight, the Hittite prince immediately released a low chuckle.

Ramses cut his gold and sepia eyes at the other blonde. "What do you find so amusing, Mursili?"

"That young woman certainly gave you a scolding." he smirked.

The Egyptian prince flushed slightly. "Shut up."

Kail's smirk only widened into a sly grin. "And you stood there and took it."

"Shut up!"

"I understand why you did. She is quite a lovely girl."

Ramses snapped his jaw shut, his eyes narrowed as he eyed the taller male. "What are you getting at, Mursili?"

"She isn't your concubine, is she?"

"No, she is not, but-"

"Ahh. Good. I've taken a liking to her." Kail's amber eyes gleamed mischievously. "She has a certain...attitude that peaks my interest. I am going to pursue her." he turned to leave, but stopped. "Oh, and one more thing, User." the Hittite Prince cocked his fist back and swung, connecting it with the tanned man's cheek and made his head recoil back from the impact.

"Ow! Dammit, Mursili! What the hell was that for?" Ramses pressed his fingers gently to his swelling jaw, wincing at the sharp pain that came with the small touch.

Anger flooded into him and he tackled the Hittite prince to the ground, striking the taller male in the chin. Kail retaliated, driving his fist in Ramses's eye with enough force to leave a bruise. As they exchanged hits, the two princes were rolling each other over trying to pin the other down. Soon Kail managed to restrain Ramses, holding his arms down above his head.

Topaz eyes blazed angrily. "If it weren't for the treaty and my sister's betrothal to you, I'd kill you for making her cry. Personally, I think that Eimi is too good for you anyway." spat Kail as he jumped off the Egyptian and made his exit, following that same path his sister and the other woman took.


This fic is actually really fun to write. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

~The Lovely Kaykai-sama