Black locks of hair mingled together as the dark youkai leaned in close to the woman and sniffed hard at her neck. He ran the tip of his nose along her flesh as she closed her eyes and turned her head away from him. She tried hard not to show her fear, but she was certain that he would smell it on her. The youkai took in another deep breath through his nose before coming away from her flesh.
"You smell like dog, my little miko." He said while leaning down on one knee to look her in the eye.
"I am not your miko." She said firmly and with a healthy dose of disgust in her voice.
"Apparently you prefer mangy dogs, but no matter. It appears that you have not mated with him, so it is sufficient." The dark youkai stood and walked a short distance away from Kagome.
"Why would you say we are not mated?" Kagome knew that he was right, but was trying to play any card she had.
"I guess you wouldn't know little human. He has not claimed you yet. Although, I can tell that he wants to." He turned quickly to look at her and walked in close again.
He leaned down and grabbed her chin; lifting her face to his. He leaned down to bring his face close to hers again. It was true that they were sleeping together, but there wasn't any claiming of mates or any such things between them. Kagome wasn't prepared for anything like that, at least she didn't think so. Although, right now the only person she could think of right now was Sesshoumaru, and seeing him again.
"I would assume that the problem is you then." He sneered at her. "You are unsure, aren't you. How that must hurt your inu. You are cruel."
He pushed her face away and laughed when he stood straight, glaring over her crumpled form. In her heart she knew that he spoke the truth. She knew that Sesshoumaru wanted more, but wouldn't push her to decide. She was cruel, the evil youkai was right.
"This is fortunate for me, though. Because the Shikon miko will be mine." His lips curled into a sinister smile.
Kagome would have gasped but she couldn't at that point. She knew that she had to keep a brave face, and wait for an opportunity. Survival aside, her heart was hurting from what the black youkai had said and the truth of his statement. She was hurting him, and she had known it. Firming her resolve in order to survive first, and then she would deal with Sesshoumaru later.
"I will not be anyones." She snapped at him.
"I don't think you have a choice in the matter." He smirked in arrogance. "I did need one other thing from you, my feisty little priestess."
"I wont help you." She insisted.
"I think you will, or I will have to talk to your grandfather so more. Or, perhaps that sweet little brother of yours." He glared down at her.
"What do you want?" She half sobbed.
"Tell me were the sacred jewel is." Kagome looked up in shock at the strange youkai.
"It's gone." She said with a note of questioning in her voice.
"It's not gone. I can feel it's presence." He stalked closer to her again.
"It can't be. I wished on the jewel over eight months ago and it's gone. That is the truth." She pleaded.
"If the jewel is gone then why do I feel it? Why can a smell it? Tell me that, little one."
"I don't know. It's gone though, so you have no need for me. I have not been the protector of the jewel for many months now. I am of no use to you now." She lowered her head as she tried to bargain with him.
"Now, that's not true." He lifted her head again and began to smell her neck.
Kagome stiffened when his tongue slithered over the vein in her neck. He continued to her ear and she pulled away from his grasp. He knelt in his spot, his hand empty from her face and staring wide eyed at her. Suddenly, Kagome felt like things had taken a terrible turn for the worse. The dark youkai narrowed his eyes at her, and that sinister grin curled across his lips.
"I see." He whispered to himself. "What a selfish inu-youkai."
"What are you talking about?" Kagome asked tentatively.
"That greedy dog. He was trying to keep you all for himself." The youkai stood up and walked a few steps away from her.
He rubbed his chin while deep in his thoughts before turning back to the woman that sat on the floor. Her hands chained, palms flat against the ground, supporting her between her knees, and her legs folded underneath her. She blinked at him with confusion.
"You don't know do you?" When Kagome's blank look was her answer the youkai roared in laughter. "My sweet simple little miko."
He returned to her, once again kneeling in front of her. He reached up and stroked her hair back like he was stroking a cat. His fangs showed through his grin, making him even more menacing then before.
"This all worked out too well, my dear." His eyes grew dark while looking at her. "Very well indeed. I will have to make you mine."
The great inu-youkai took to his study in a flurry of wind to get what he needed. Scattered around the study were his different pieces of armor and his swords. They were mounted on the wall for display, mostly so people wouldn't question them. He was known for his antiques so it was a convenient 'hiding' place for all his weaponry. In as little as five minutes he was in his traditional garb and donning his swords. Once he was prepared he was engulfed by his orb of light and he disappeared from the room, and whizzing across town to the shrine.
Once he reappeared in the courtyard of the shrine he looked around for any signs of Kagome. The courtyard was deserted. He walked toward the house; scenting the air for any trail. He wasn't far from the well house when her scent was overwhelming. She had fought here, he observed. He walked a little farther, following the scent of her arrows path. Once he caught the scent of the youkai that had been in her path, his fangs were bared and he let a low growl slip from his throat. He knew this youkai. What was that filth doing in this part of the country? He was going to pay for this. He followed the scent were it moved toward the shrine steps, but before he was at the steps he could smell it. They had fought here. She had fought hand to hand with the sinister youkai. She was overpowered and taken away.
Sesshoumaru lifted his face to the sky, scenting the air for the direction they had gone. Where was that trash taking her? He caught the scent, he wasn't too far behind. The light wrapped around him again as he folded into the orb and zipped away to the South. As Sesshoumaru followed the scent of the youkai and his miko, his beast growled with rage. How could he have been so careless? He growled again in anger. Deep anger.
