Angelicatt: No, Kagome isn't in love with Sesshoumaru yet. Well, she doesn't think, at least. She wants to be in love with him, because then, it would sort of be like a fairytale, and all princesses get a farytale, right? It explains it all in the next chapter of Kagome's Point of view. =)
Injay22: Yes. xD Sesshoumaru as a pirate. lol I don't think I can see him as a commodore, you know? XD Inuyasha's a idiot. He can't be a pirate. :3
Star2bcaught: Um, thanks.
But just this one thing: I was trying to make a dramatic effect. =) Plus, it wouldn't have made much sense if I did that--well, to me it wouldn't have.
L's Girl Duhh: D888 Stop giving away my ideas. Lol xD
Ohh. Sorry for the long wait. Been very busy with my emo-ness, and stuff like that. :3 I hate having a low self-esteem.
This is in Sesshoumaru's point of view, starting from where we left off. If you don't know, here:
When he made his way back on the deck, a familiar scent hit his nose, and when he looked up, the gleam of silver swords caught his eyes . . . and familiar amber eyes lit like two lanterns, making Sesshoumaru's teeth nearly rip open his own bottom lip.
" Inuyasha."
-Taken From Me.
"Inuyasha"
It was a snarl only to be meant for his brother. It was such a low and savage snarl that caught the attention of the others. It was a demon snarl -- a real one. One that seemed to make the skin of everyone crawl in fright. If Inuyasha was frightened, he didn't show it for he looked his brother in the eye, an arrogant smirk upon his lips. That was all Sesshoumaru needed - just that one smirk! - before he threw himself at his half-brother, sword at hand, ready to attack. The others, part of Inuyasha's crew, disappeared from sight, going off to fend Sesshoumaru's shipmates off. The sound of swords clanging against each other was like a lullaby for everyone. They always heard such a sound as ugly as this. Sometimes even a howl or a grunt of pain would be released, making the lullaby so much sweeter.
Inuyasha's sword, the golden hilt glinting tauntingly in the moonlight, made it up before Sesshoumaru's blade could even reach the skin of his throat. The reaction force to Sesshoumaru's attack made him slide back just a few inches - maybe more.
"You dare cross blades with a pirate?" Shesshoumaru snarled his golden eyes, like honey, growing small flecks of crimson within their beautiful depths. Inuyasha's eyes defied Sesshoumaru, glinting with mischief for the sly plan he had come up with only moments before. The Demon Lord, to busy with his anger towards his half-brother, never realized the sound of footsteps behind him, opening the door to his cabin and vanishing behind the wooden doors.
"I dare cross blades with my brother."
That made Sesshoumaru all the more mad. His fangs were too sharp to keep in his mouth, sliding over, and ripping at the sensitive skin of his bottom lip. Inuyasha smirked once more at him, already knowing what he was going to say. It was something they both had said countless times:
"Half-brother."
Sesshoumaru managed to break Inuyasha's guard easily, thrusting forward until his sword was able to slice a strand of white hair from Inuyasha's head before his brother jumped back, nearly tripping over some of the rope on the floor.
"Be careful where you step, pup."
Now it was Inuyasha's turn to snarl, but the sound of gun-fire caught his ear, and just like that he took off dashing back to his ship like a red and white blur. Sesshoumaru, in all his anger, raced after him but when he ran passed his own cabin; something caught the Demon Lord's attention: the door was wide open. As if he couldn't believe someone could sneak passed him, he crept into the room only to find that the place was exactly the way it was before, except one thing: Kagome was missing.
A loud mixture of a howl and a snarl filled the night sky, making some of his crew members outside glance at the cabin in slight fear. With a sudden movement, the door was flung to the side, slamming against the side of the cabin wall. The Pirate Lord walked out, his eyes gleaming like small pools of blood, his fangs glistening like swords of death.
They all knew what happened at the moment.
They were tricked - distracted, which was something hard to accomplish with these specific pirates.
A low growl was all it took for people to move from Sesshoumaru's way, as he made his edge toward an opening near the edge of the ship where they'd throw of the anchor if they needed to stop. He crouched down, the palm of one hand bracing against the wooden floor, the other hanging against one of the pushed up knees. His crimson eyes bored into the water before, soon, he opened his lips, only one word sliding off his tongue; "Harou."
His crew watched as the waves just near the edge of the ship, got rougher. Within a blink of an eye, a fin of a shark's back was spotted just a few feet away from the ship; threatening black eyes peered back into Sesshoumaru's questioningly.
"Find her." and with that, he threw a dress, the one she had first wore when he first saw her, into the water, watching as the shark caught it in his mouth showing millions of sharp teeth, stained with red, before it disappeared back into the oblivion-like water.
-The story.
"Why does Lord Sesshoumaru want to keep Princess Kagome, Sango?" Rin's tiny voice asked, letting the sound carry out toward the Demon Lord himself. He didn't even bother to announce he was there. He just sat down on one of the barrels outside Rin's cabin - one that no one but him, Sango or Miroku was allowed into - to listen.
"It's a very old story, Rin - a very old. It's about a Goddess so bright, and brilliant that all worshipped her. Through her years she had begun to see the world's cruelty, and their sins. Slightly frightened of what is to come, she devised a plan. Once upon a time, there, in a faraway land, a treasure was hidden; something so priceless that the human's greed grew so hungry that they searched for the treasure for years. They wasted ten years of their lives - some had even died. Through all their greed, no one ever realized that the Goddess was lying until the day she admitted it herself. Though she never really did truly admit it," Sango's voice grew distant, curiosity creeping into her features, as far as Sesshoumaru could tell.
Rin's voice piped up once more, a slight delighted voice to her sound, "What do you mean?"
"She had said she didn't lie, but people always said she did." Sesshoumaru watched as Sango's eyes traveled down to the blanket that covered up Rin's small form, a distant look in her eyes. "Her exact words were: I had never lied. I simply told you the truth in simple words. Greed is a filthy thing - it can kill you. I never said the treasure was of gold and silver, but of something worth so much more."
"Do you think it's a real treasure, Sango?"
The woman stared down at the blanket, before her voice, soft and barely audible, replied, "No, I don't think I do."
There was a silence, and a slight shift of movement within the cabin, before Rin broke through the silence again, asking, "What did she look like?"
Sango smiled down at Rin, not noticing Sesshoumaru's slight anger at her opinion of the treasure.
"She looked beautiful, as far as Goddesses go. Her hair was as black as the sky at night, silky and shiny like the stars on their brightest night. Her eyes were soft and warm like chocolate that had just melted in your mouth. Her skin was pale, almost translucent like the skin of the moon. She was beautiful. Although her features may have seemed plain she was beautiful. It was this thing about her people couldn't understand - some sort of light that drew people in." Sango paused once more, her eyes drifting over toward Rin, a small warm smile spreading out across her face. "She was just like you."
Rin giggled as Sango tapped her nose, her eyes brightening at the woman's statement. After another moment of silence, Rin's final question filled the air:
"What was her name?"
That's when Sango hesitated, though her eyes revealed everything to Sesshoumaru. They were filled with wonder - that type of wonder where you already knew the answer, but didn't quite know that you knew it yourself.
"Her name was Kiyoe."
The Demon Lord lifted himself from the barrel, making his way over toward the edge of the ship, scenting something familiar.
There, near the dock, were two figures he recognized: Harou and Kagome.
He was slightly surprised that the Princess would be here, of all places. Especially since she had a chance to get away from him. She looked as if she wasn't fighting. Obviously she wasn't, since she ran from Harou as fast as she can, running onto the ship, bumping into Sango before approaching him slowly. And by god, was she something to see! She was wet, of course, and her hair drenched, clinging to the nape of her neck like it was a life-line. She wasn't wearing any sort of clothing at all except undergarments, and since she was wet, it revealed quite a lot. Sesshoumaru may be an indifferent man on the outside, but on the inside, he was very quite a man.
"Get dress. You'll get sick."
It was the only thing he could have said without attacking her like the predator he truly was.
"Where is she going to sleep?"
"She really can't sleep back in the cell."
"Enough." Sesshoumaru called his voice strong with the command. The others fell silent, their eyes upon their Lord as he contemplated his decision. Finally, he lifted his eyes to meet the others as he announced, "She'll sleep in my cabin. I have a chair."
The Demon Lord could tell by their faces that they wanted to object, but because of fear, they did no such thing. Sesshoumaru's eyes fell upon the Princess' face, which was blank as she stared down at the table. Without so much as a goodbye, she got up and made her way to his cabin, not even noticing Sesshoumaru's eyes upon her back. As the others nodded slowly, they, too, began to get up and leave quietly. Taking a deep breath, Sesshoumaru followed Kagome into the cabin soon after. Not even caring if she was awake or not, he took off his shirt and got into bed.
-Strange awakening.
It wasn't a normal thing, you know, to wake up next to someone after you've been alone for hundreds of years. Though, it was really strange to wake up because someone had been messing with your hair - twirling, playing, and rubbing...
When he first woke up to spot her, he had nearly pushed her off the edge of the bed. He even had a thought about burning her with the candle, but then something soon caught his attention…
The light from the moon, from outside, seemed to glow upon her skin like the way the moon's luminous rays glowed upon the ocean. It was beautiful, and mystifying.
He soon came to realize that he didn't want to move her.
Even though it was odd for Sesshoumaru to not want to move her, it was dangerously eerie the way he took satisfaction in the way she had crawled into his bed, knowing the consequences for her actions. Even, perhaps, knowing that he wasn't dressed? Some time during the night, while she was asleep, he had taken his cloths off because of the heat. Of course he wouldn't have done it in front of Kagome, so he had waited until she had fell into a deep sleep to do so. Though, by the look on her face, she seemed as peaceful as ever. She had been smiling, her eyelids somewhat fluttering just slightly as if she could sense him staring at her, but she didn't wake.
And Sesshoumaru hated it - hated her for having such a power over him. He barely knew her, barely knew what she was like, barely even spoke to her and, yet, she could still make him seem at peace, just as she was now.
It irked him considerably. So much, in fact, that he felt he could inflict pain upon himself, personally. Just because Sesshoumaru seemed to be saner than any sane-living creature on the planet, doesn't mean he didn't have his moments, like us, too. Even if he was a demon, didn't mean he was a man - a man with utter problems.
And somewhere between these strange thoughts of Sesshoumaru's, he never even noticed that he was falling asleep until it was too late, or that his hand curled around the Princess' waist in a rather possessive manner he never showed anyone.
But that's the deal with falling… you never knew until it was too late.