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Wow. This is like my longest ever chapter. Its looooooong. I'm sorry. Iwas really just rambling in this the whole entire time. It doesn't even really make sense. OTL.
Oh well at least its an update I guess. I haven't had it Beta's cos me and me beta and still working the kinks out in a relationship lol. No basically I am lazy and she doesn;t have her laptop at the moment and so on an so forth, so hopefully next chapter it should be all organised :D
Gomen - Sorry - I think. Again I just plucked this out of my head so if its wrong feel free to tell me lol I actually thing the full thing is Gomen Nasai.... but Lara's too lazy to remember to say all that lol :D
Anyway..
Chapter 12:
I was laying on a cold hard surface in the pitch black. It was wet and slimy and I immediately wished that I had never woken up. I HATE SLIMY COLD things.
I groaned loudly and tried to sit up. I had no feeling in my body and so even sitting up was a struggle. As I felt along the walls I struggled to get a grip on anything, having absolutely numb fingers was a pain.
Why me?
I flopped back onto the ground. Utterly defeated.
I had been in this world for… I mentally tallied it up in my head… about a month and a half. Since my arrival I had been skewered and attempted to be drowned, nearly raped- several times – stabbed and bitten, had mud dumped on me by none other than Sesshomaru, been bitten on the leg had a hole in my head and had been kidnapped. Oh and did I mention that I had to suffer through my dreaded period without tampons!!!! Not a nice thing to have to do!!!
I allowed my head to loll to the side, straining my eyes to be able to see any details. But it was futile. It was a black as space itself. I grumbled. About what?
About everything.
My miserable life.
My break up with Justin.
My appearance in this strange universe.
My failure as Yomi's protector.
My following of Sesshomaru and my lack of communication means.
I could feel the tears start to trickle down my cheeks, but I didn't brush them away. No one could see me. It seemed I was in my own hell.
Time seemed to pass slowly, yet I had no real comprehension of it and unfortuantly it left me with too much time on my hands to contemplate things I didn't want to. Like Justin.
Did I really love him?
Yes. I had loved him with my whole heart. But.. why hadn't I wanted to take our relationship to the next level. Was my subconsious trying to tell me something? Were we destined not to be together? God I sounded so sad. Talking about 'destinies'.
Pffft.
What I wanted to know was… Although he had broken my heart why was I not sad. Well I was, but I was more upset at the fact I had wasted my teenage years on someone who was more interested in sex, than he was me.
I had got over the fact that he threw me aside purely because I would not fuck him.
I mulled this over for a while, eventually deciding that I would forget about Justin forever. He was my past and I was looking towards the future, I was starting fresh… looking for eligible bachelors. A vision of Sesshomaru flashed infront of my eye lids.
I scoffed loudly.
Yes, he was a bachelor, but he was NOT eligible.
It was at that moment that I felt the dense musky air lighten slightly. There was another presense in my cell. If I could have moved I would have flipped out, but because I was stuck lying on the ground I settled for just talking.
"H-Hello?" I quieried. My voice quiet and raspy.
"Why hello my child." A voice chimed back. My eyes widened in shock a little. It was the only part of my body I could move. The rest was still absolutely numb. I didn't know what to say. First of all I was NOT a child. I was 18 years old. Now forgive me if I am wrong, but in Australia that means that I am a legal adult. I know I am not in Australia now, but technically I am still an Australian citizen and I'll be damned if someone called me a FUCKING child.
Right well got that out of my system. I had to vent somehow, especially seeing how I can't move so I can't punch anything… I settled back to feeling helpless and wanting to cry. Proper emotions for someone in my situation.
"They got you too?" I asked and there was a soft chuckle from somewhere in the corner. I managed to roll onto my side and get a good look in the direction.
"You could say that." Said the bell like voice. Her pristine blue eyes shining clearly in my direction. I suddenly felt dirty and insignificant under the intense gaze.
"Are you ok?" I asked, not knowing really what to say.
"I am fine, what about you?"
"I-I don't know?" Her eyes were so bright I could see her facial features. Her eye brow rose in question, much like Sesshomaru's does.
"You don't know?"
"I-I mean. I can't feel my body. So I am unsure if anything is injured. I am sure in due time I will be able to tell." She was by my side in an instant and I could see her as if it was plain day light.
Her firery red hair billowed long and in a wavy mess around her face. It cascaded over her shoulders and her neck. Her face was kind of pointed and her long skinny fingers had soft claws on them. I could not see any fangs, but it was those eyes that drew me in.
I felt as if I had stared into them before. They, she was so familiar. That voice, that stare her whole being was familiar. Yet I had never met another human quite like her.
"Who are you?" I questioned.
"I think the question my dear is… who are you?" I furrowed my brow in confusion as she efficiently checked me over and helped my numb body sit up.
"I am Lara."
"And who is Lara?" She questioned me.
"Ugh… and 18 year old High school graduate…" Her eyes implored me to continue.
"..Who recently was transported to a supposed imaginary world. Who is now following one of the most powerful demon lords ever, yet can not speak a word of his language." I gapsed as I realised I was speaking to this woman.
"How can you speak to me? Do you speak english?"
"I speak the language of the world." She smiled down at me with a knowing smile.
"How can you speak the language of the world? There are shitloads of languages…" The woman holding me chuckled. An image of Yomi suddenly appeared infront of me and I couldn't help the quick intake of breath.
"Yomi…" I whispered.
"I believe her name is Tsukuyomi." I turned my throbbing head to the woman still supporting me.
"How do you know her? What's going on? Who are you?" I demanded trying to move, but failing.
I cursed loudly.
"She is a daughter of the leader of the Celestial Firerat clan." The woman next to me said and I eyed her suspiciously. She quickly changed the subject.
"The tainted Firerats under Amatsu's service have catptured the only threat to their future plans." I furrowed my brow confused.
"I don't understand." I groused to the woman who seemed to take no notice of me.
"And that is why I, my dear, am here to help you understand." She looked at me as if waiting for a hug or something. Perhaps she thought that she had given me some decent answers. Fuck that!
She had managed to make my already sore head, sorer.
"Fine. Question one. Who. The Fuck. Are. You?"
"I have already answered that." I glared at her.
"Why can't I move?"
"You have been injected with a muscle paralyser. A substance found in the saliva of a Firerat. A cold bath will help you loosen up." Great, the one thing they didn't supply in my newest room.
"What's you name? Am I dead or dreaming?"
"You must ask the right questions my dear." I wanted to scream at the woman. I wanted to kick and punch her. But because I couldn't move myself I would have settled for biting her. If only she had moved her hand an inch closer.
"Gah!!!! Why have I been bought to this place? I mean this world of InuYasha's. I don't live here. This is supposed to be a place of fiction." She studied me for a moment seemingly contemplating something.
"It is yours and Sesshomaru's destiny to unite the Youkai and ningen of this world. Rally them and present a united front, destroying any chance of a war between the species cause by Amatsu." Right. Finally. A REAL answer. But what the fuck did it mean.
"How are we going to unite everyone?" I was met with a level stare and shining blue eyes.
"Show them that a youkai and ningen can truly live in harmony. Make two become one." I was confused. How would I do that when I couldn't even speak his language? And how do you make two become one?? As if sensing my confusion and questions she continued.
"Do not worry my child. It is all in the prophecy. A future shaped, yet entirely changeable. It is up to you…" Before I could even think about reacting she was gone and there was a loud crash at the door.
I could vaguely make out the shape of the door flying open as two silver eyes stared in, growling loudly. We stared at each other for what seemed like a year before, with undescribable speed, it was at my side. Its teeth dug into my arm and flung me hard, across the room. I couldn't feel anything, but I knew it would hurt when I woke up. I crumpled against a damp wall and lapsed into unconsiousness.
*
I was vaguely aware of being carried, but that was all. I felt safe wrapped in strong arms that were warm and gentle. I could hear plenty of commotion all around me, growling and hissing, and I could also hear the clash of metal on metal.
It didn't take long for all that to cease though and before I could comprehend anything… it was silent, the rushing of cold air on my face the only noise.
I didn't even have to open my eyes or hear him speak to know that Sesshomaru had once again rescued me.
I let myself be once again, voulantarily this time, be consumed by unconcsiousness.
*
I groaned loudly. I was finally dead floating in a really cold abyss. I could feel my arms and legs just hanging being supported by what felt like freezing water. But… I was being supported by something else. Something warm, and muscular, and breathing. I cracked open my eyes.
Oh. Dear. God!
I really had died and gone to heavan because there was NO WAY that the real Seshomaru would be staring into my eyes, holding me…. naked.
I tried to sit up as quickly as I could but I couldn't, every muscle in my body hurt. I realised rather quickly, that to my relief and disappointment, Sesshomaru still had his trousers on. But…. I was naked. I cringed and tried to wriggle free, but the combination of him holding me strong and my aching muscles allowed me no room for escape.
How humiliating.
I slumped back into the water splashing Sesshomaru who seemed content to just let me rest in his arms. The running of the cool water was the only sound that could be heard for a very long time and after an age, I finally opened my eyes to see Sesshomaru sitting as he had before, but with his eyes closed. A serene expression on his face.
It occurred to me that I could move and feel every- aching I might add – muscle in my body. I recalled my conversation with the strange woman in my jail. The poison would wear off in a cold bath. Lifting my arm to examine it, I watched as the little droplets ran down, drawn by gravity until they merged into one large drop and slashed back into the running stream.
How did she know my language?
Who was she?
Why did she seek me out, yet not help me?
What was the point? And the prophecy she spoke of…
Questions were running rife as I pondered everything that had happened so far. But the biggest question perhaps was what Sesshomaru and I had to do with the unity of humans and demons. How were we to become one?
"Sesshomaru?" I said to the great demon still holding me firmly but gently against his chest.
"Do you hate me?" My eyes never wondered from the examination of my arm.
"Or do you simply allow me to follow you because…" Why would he let me follow him? There was nothing speial or even perculiar about me.
"Why do you let me follow you? Do you know of this prophecy…?" This time I looked at him. His golden orbs looking into my eyes, such gentleness to them. I wanted to cry. The frustration of not being able to talk to him building greatly.
Thus far I had taken everything in my stride. I had come close to death several times. I could not speak the only language spoken around these parts of the world and I was borderline malnutritioned because of everyone being carniverous.
I closed my eyes and let the tears fall. I didn't want to cry. From all the InuYasha episodes I watched, Inu's had a sensitive nose and hated the smell of tears.
"Sorry. I mean… Gomen." I whispered. I shivered as the wind blew against the cold water of the stream, effectively turning it to the temperature of a glacier. My body was covered in Goosebumps but before I could form a coherent thought I was pulled from the water and sat on a rock.
Sesshomaru looked at me with a passive face, but troubled eyes. Grabbing a beautiful piece of cloth he threw it at me. By the time I had managed to catch it and remove the stupid thing that had somehow managed to wrap itself around my face, Sesshomaru was dressed and back in his armour; swords by his side.
Ooohhh. How disappointing.
I take it that every Sesshomaru fangirl has imagined his muscles bugling and the heat coming off of him. They would have imagined stroking those perfect abs and touching those soft, sexy lips. Being in his arms and having him care for you was a fangirls dream come true and I believe even the most vivid imaginations could not come close to the realitiy of actaully being held by a semi naked Sesshomaru.. And I am sorry to poor Sesshomaru's sensitive nose but I was pretty sure that he could smell the massive spike in my arousal as I thought about his FUCKING. SEXY. PERFECT. BODY. HOLDING. ME.
Jealous much??
I mentally slapped myself. Was I not trying to get out of my whoreish ways??
Before I even had time to blink, Sesshomaru had snatched the cloth back off me and started drying me with it. I giggled. Goodness it tickled. I could see the frown in his eyes as he tried to make sure I was dry before dressing me. But I could not help slapping him as he got a little too close to my uh… well… down there. My womanhood if you would.
He glared at me as I snatched the cloth off him and finished drying myself. He handed me a new kimono, and I took it tentatively. I realised that I had no undies or bra on and looked around frantically. I could NOT go with out a bra at the very least. What did he really want me to get blak eyes when I walked. Sheesh.
But it seemed that it was no where to be found. I frowned, slightly panicked. I was going to have a very black face if I didn't find some sort of support. Sesshomaru grabbed a long strip of white cloth and started binding me tightly in it. Ahhh, I see. So this is how women over came this problem. I frowned again. I was pretty sure Sesshomru was all male… unless he was hiding something from me and had extremely under developed breasts. I swooned again as I though back to the picture of those rock hard Pecs and me snuggling against them.
Again I slapped myself for such inappropriate thoughts.
Anyway… how would Sesshomaru know how to bind a woman. O.M.G. Sesshomaru's a slut. I bet you he has bedded all sorts of woman and has needed to get them dressed and out of his house quickly. I stood dumbfounded as he finished binding me.
"I can't believe you Sesshomaru. A man whore. Who would have thought…" He picked up the kimono and handed it to me next.
I still didn't know how to put the infernal things on. There were so many layers. What, was I trying to wrap myself up snug enough that I didn't need any skin. Geeze, I don't know how anyone breathed with the amount of layers on, or how snug they seemed to wear them.
As if reading my mind Sesshomaru, with a shockingly audible sigh, grabbed the layers of cloth from me and helped me wrap myself in it. I was surprised when he stopped me from turning just to run a sharp claw over my tattoo. Sure, it was beautiful, but had he really never seen another being with such markings on their body. It was basically the same as his, only a picture. A very large picture and I was the beautiful oh so perfect canvas for it. Modest much…!!. But what concerned me was the shiveres he was sending up my spine.
I didn't want to be reacting as I was. Like a lust filled… whore… but my body definitely had a different idea.
Right. Well then, if he could do…whatever…. He was doing to me… I was going to do it to him.
I turned carefully and slowly, as if asking for permission reached for his wrist. The same arm that was in fact still tracing my tattoo. I grabbed it and slowly pulled his haori sleeve back and traced his markings there. Sesshomaru tensed under my delicate touch, but he didn't pull away.
Dammit, he's not doing anything. Hmmm.
Glancing at his blank expression I traced his arm up to his face.
Phew. I REALLY had to restrain myself because his muscles were rock hard. Delicious. Goodness did I have a fetish for muscles or what? What I wouldn't give to…
No…. Not a slut. Not a slut. Not a slut. Right.
I reach his face and slowly, turning my body until it was pressed flush against his, I traced his facial stripes. They were so soft.
I half expected them to be raggard and jutting out, like a scar would be. But they weren' were soft and smooth. A colouration of his skin, nothing more. They were beautiful.
I leaned in closer as he closed his eyes at my soothing touch and continued to run circles around the image of my tattoo. We stayed like this for a few minutes and as much as my inner fangirl wanted to take over, it didn't. I felt safe, protected and… and … and something else I don't know. I felt like I did everytime my mum hugged me. I would say… loved… but Sesshomaru doesn't love.
Now I had come to the conclusion that Sesshomaru was bipolar, because no more than a moment later he stiffened and pushed me back. His previously warm eyes, cold. Yup, Sesshomaru didn't, couldn't, love. He quickly wrapped me in my kimono and fastened the obi. Tightly. I had a little trouble breathing. Sesshomaru turned on his heel and walked, as stoically as ever, off into the forest.
"Jerk." Couldn't help myself. He was. He was a bipolar jerk. I took off after him as quick as I could in the stupid restricting kimono.
*
It was noon the next day when we arrived at the next village. Sesshomaru had returned to the village where we got attacked only briefly to collect Yomi, Rin, Jaken and Ah – Un. But the village we were at now was very much similar. It was a large village and the people were outside digging in the fields, working with wood, sculpting pots and working on the general upkeep of the town.
I half expected them to turn on their heels and run or throw abue our way like the revious village did. But they didn't. Maybe they knew Sesshomaru. That confused me even more. If they knew him then surely they would know that he hates humans and that if they kept staring then they were likely to be slaughtered; or at the very least their eyes gouged out for 'staring'.
But no, instead I could hear the quiet hum of murmuring throughout the village as we got closer to what I presumed was the village centre.
Sesshomaru stopped as an elderly man crossed his arms and bowed to him. I was surprised. Who were these people, this village? They were clearly human, and yet they seemed to hold respect for the demon lord. Why? I mean no that he shouldn't be respected, but none had respected him before…
After a few minutes conversing with the elder Sesshomaru motioned for me to follow him and the elder.
We were lead through a twist of huts and stalls on a worn path.
"I don't understand their hospitality. Why are they being so nice when I had to practically fight the other village off you hmmm…??" I whispered to Yomi as I clutched her tighter to my chest and eventually after we crossed a rickety old bridge over some rice fields (at least I presumed they were because I grew up thinking that was the only thing Japanese people ate.) we came to a rather plain, but large looking hut.
The village leaders place.
I clutched Rin to me and looked about wide eyed. This was all so surreal. I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it, but I did. Jaken ushered Rin and me into the hut poking me with the end of his two headed staff. I locked that annoying little fact away. I would indeed be seeking to exact revenge later. NO ONE poked me with a stick and got away with it.
I was having an anger attack in my head when I was brought to an abrupt halt by the back of Sesshomaru. Seems he decided it would be a good idea to stop in the middle of the path and not warn anybody. Thus I had once again managed to run into him. As it was not the first time I had done this, or even the fifth or tenth time (I lost count after I had done it for about two weeks straight when we were journeying to the first demon village. I tell you, it is not healthy for someone to be so mute and silent when they walk. NORMAL people tell you when they are slowing or stopping. Oh wait I forgot. He's not NORMAL or HUMAN…) so I just laid my head against the metal of his back armour and sighed. But as I looked down I couldn't help but think about running my hands over those tight little gluteal muscles.
I decided then and there that I was sick of trying to ignore my whoreness. I would simply embrace it and live with it. It was just too hard to do around Sesshomaru. Everything about him screamed "DO ME! I AM A GORGEOUS ELIGIBLE DEMON BACHELOR WHO IS ALL POWERFUL, RIPPED AND AN ABSOLUTE BRILLIANT FUCK!" Oh yes, my inner fiend was coming out and imploring me to see if his 'reputation' that he seemed to be trying to put out, stood up to expectation. And I expected to…. Never mind what I expected. This story is "M"…. not "R" rated.
Ahem…
Unfortuantly before I got the chance to heed my ideas a hand snaked itself around my waist and pushed me towards an ancient old man who looked more like a walking corpse than a village official.
I cringed.
Oh god, Dawn of the Dead was not just a movie. It was real, and Sesshomaru was happily sacrificing me. I don't do zombies. I'm not cut out to be dealing with zombies. The quiz I did on facebook said I'd only be 43% able to handle a Zombie attack. And that WAS IN MY OWN COUNTRY!!!! Here, now, I can't speak the language, I don't have my bazuka or any supplies or weapons for that fact and Sesshomaru was happily offering me up on a platter like you would do with a bunch of grapes to Zeus.
I don't know what got me so worked up, but given my train of thought and the current situation I did the only sensible thing to do when about to be fed to a zombie.
I cried.
*
So it was true then. The great demon lord was travelling with and even protecting a ningen onna. He watched as the woman clung tightly to her tiny white dog and the girl. She was following Sesshomaru closely with wide eyes scanning her surroundings and Hiroki took in the womans bewildered and nervous expression. He nearly started laughing as Sesshomaru stopped suddenly and the onna walked smack into his back. Sesshomaru's lacking in reaction and the loud sigh the onna emitted as she rested her head against his back in defeat; showed that this was a regular ocurance.
What was more amusing was when Sesshomaru grabbed her, he wrapped his arms around the onnas waist in an intimate fashion; as if he was relaxing and assuring her. But then as Hiroki studied the frightfully skinny onna that he was presented with, he was shocked and confused by her sudden, very loud tears and scrambling to hide behind the demon lord.
Sesshomaru was having trouble keeping her in his grasps as she clawed desperately as his arms yelling something in a strange tongue.
"Woman." Sesshomaru was trying to say calmly.
"What are you doing?" But it seemed the woman was completely deaf to his words. The demons growls got louder as the onna started pounding against his chest boarderline hysterical.
"Sesshomaru-Sesshomaru-" Everyone in the hut could clearly hear her pleading tone. It seemed she knew his name then.
But the lords growls were getting louder as he struggled to console the suddenly hysterical woman.
"Lara!" The word was loud and manacing coming from the lord. But it was also smooth and demanding. It comanded everyone's attention and the woman in his arms stopped struggling to bury her head into his pelt and cry.
"G-Gomen. Gomen." Her timid voice was muffled by Sesshomaru's pelt, but never-the-less the apology was there. Hiroki did not know why she had broken down as she did; it was if she was afraid. Afraid of what though…. But it did appear that despite her incomprehensible ramblings before, she did indeed speak their tongue.
"What ails you my dear woman?" Hiroki asked hoping to help calm the woman. By this stage, Sesshomaru had his nose burried in her hair and was growling to her softly. Not growling so much as purring, and Hiroki wondered if this was indeed the so called 'Great Western Inu Lord' why was he purring and not growling like a dog should.
Immediately however Sesshomaru's eye's snapped tp the old mans and his comforting purring turned to a growl.
"She does not speak this language." Sesshomaru said monotonously. Hiroki stared at him speculatively.
"Did she not just apologise in the tongue we understand?" Hisoki asked disbelievingly.
"For reasons unbeknownst to this Sesshomaru, she knows some very basic sentences and words. But she is by no means a conversationalist." The stoic demon ground out as he watched the silent sobs wrack the onnas body. Her tiny frame pulsated with every deep breath and a squeak here and there could be heard as she drew deep raggard gulps of air.
Hiroki watched as Sesshomaru stared at him, one arm wrapped possesively around the onnas waist; whether it was subconsciously or not it was hard to tell. Sesshomaru's gaze pierced Hiroki like a knife to the heart.
He had heard about this particular demon lord not a half a day ago, when two travelers from another villager passed through. They had brought with them news of an attack on their village, an attack by the darkened Celestials. Their village was nearly destroyed and the onna, shopping for medicinal herbs had been wounded and kidnapped.
"He killed the darkened celestials and then went after his onna." The males had stated.
"His onna?" Hiroki inquired.
"Yes, while he never said, and we never asked, it is very much obvious the connection they have." The travelers revealed.
"And when he returned, he took his child and onna and left saying he had to take her away from danger."
"his child?"
"Yes, he had a human child with him. The child kind of looks like the onna, so we are unsure if the onna is the child's mother. She does not appear to be hanyou. But not only that, when we asked him why he protected us and not just her, the demon said that he protects everyone in his lands…"
"Interesting…"
Hisoka knew that there were hanyou children everywhere. But they were all bastards and had no parents. The demons had not loved the human women and vice-versa. The women were merely raped and then left pregnate. Or, if the women really believed that the demon loved her, she was obviously under a demon spell. Human and demons alike, were hunted and killed if ever found to be fraternising with one another.
Hiroki looked to Sesshomaru and the onna in his arms and the child clutching his hakama's. They really did seem to care for and trust him.
"The onna requires food if she is to survive much longer." Again Hiroki looked at Sesshomaru speculatively. Surely he could provide for his onna. As if reading his mind Sesshomaru replied acidly.
"She will not eat any of the meat this Sesshomaru hunts for her. It seems she only eats rice and a few vegetables." By this stage the onna, Lara he had called her, seemed to have wrapped her hands fully around Sesshomaru's waist and was awaiting his instructions.
"As you can very well tell human, she is almost to the point of delerium and needs some sustenence now. This Sesshomau does not want to, but if you refuse to supply a meal or two in kind; he will be forced to take it." Hiroki watched as the demons eyes narrowed dangerously.
Though he had never any intention of not helping them, he had wanted to see what the true relationship between the pair was. The story that the travelers had told had been an interesting one. A great demon lord protecting and seemingly revelling in the company of a mere human woman and child. Seemingly preposterous, but blatantly true.
Hiroki nodded.
"You may bring your wife and child this way." A vicious growl erupted throughout the hut.
"She is not my wife or mate or even my onna."
"Oh… ok. Sorry." Muttered Hiroki. But he looked at the pair, confusion etched into his aged features. Sesshomaru was acting as if he was a protective husband over the onna, and yet, he wasn't. Why? Why was he being so protective and…. Concerned about her. Whatever the reason Hiroki let it go for the time being and led them further into the hut to where his wife was preparing supper.
*
The woman ate greedily, but cautiously. Often looking to Sesshomaru who nodded before she would start eating again. They had been sitting around the table in silence for he didn't know how long. The two onna's had eaten a lot and the elder had even fed her dog. Which turned out to be a celestial. Hiroki couldn't believe his eyes when the little white puff ball uncurled itself from the onna's arms.
She was the most beautiful creature Hiroki had ever seen.
Celestials never befriended humans or even youkai, and yet this particular female was sitting in the ningens lap eating from her plate as if it was born doing it. Who was this human to have capivated such a Celestial and Youkai.
But when, entranced by the Celestials beauty, Hiroki went to pet her, the onna had taken a very aggressive defensive. It wasn't until Sesshomaru had placated her and seemingly reassured her that Kiroki meant no harm, did she let the Celestial jump from her grip and let Hiroki pet her.
"Why, if you are supposed to hate humans, do you travel with two?" Hiroki asked after the women were put to bed with the Celestial and Jaken standing guard at their door.
"Rin is this Sesshomaru's ward. He is honour bound to protect her until such time as she can care for her self." Hiroki studied him for a munite. The demon had clearly tried to avoid the subject.
"And the other human? If you do not love her, what use do you have for her? Is she your concubine?" Oopps. Wrong question. Sesshomau let out a low menacing growl and gave Hiroki a glare that he thought might literally kill him.
"No." Was all he got in reply and thinking it best not to push his luck he changed the subject.
"Our village is in need of your assistance." When the tai-youkai didn't interrupt Hiroki continued.
"There has been a demon that had been plaguing our fields and terrorising the workers for many moons now. It has killed so many men and I am afraid that it will start on the women and children. Is there any change that you could deal with it?"
"Does this Sesshomaru look like a charity to you?" Hiroki's heart sank. Maybe he wasn't as nice as the travelers had made him out to be. He was after all a demon.
"This Sesshomaru's destination is but two days away. Yet the onna is not fit to travel that distance at the speed this one wishes. You are to provide her with all the care she needs and wants and in return this one will provide you with his protection whilst he is here." And with that Sesshomaru left the hut.
"Kami bless you Sesshomaru – sama. You may act tough and… well… evil. But deep down you do care. Perhaps the villagers were correct. You do want to take care of everyone in your lands. Even if that includes the humans you despise so much. I do believe our race as sorely judged yours… milord…" Hiroki joined his wife in cleaning up the remnants of the evening supper, a smile to his face and hope in his heart.
*
Sesshomaru ran as fast as his demonic speed would allow him. He was angry. Angry that that woman would be called his wife… but also angry that….. it kind of fitted the situation. If he was to believe the prophecy… she would bare his child. So technically she was or would become his wife.
What disturbed him even more was that deep down he could hear his beast happily agreeing, and he could not help but feel the slight twinge of, acceptance, at having this particular onna by his side; at least for the time being. She was after all a fascination and a wonder to him.
He followed the aura of the boar youkai and revelled in the power it emitted. Pehaps a little fun would take his mind of things for while. Stop his dreaded headache from forming.
He thought back to the strange onna as he ducked under low hanging trees and leapt over large logs. She had attitude, even though she could not speak his language. Her bold advances on him and screaming matches were evidence of such attitude. Even though she seemed to recognise him and his status, the onna would still challenge him in any way possible.
She was bold. No one would have ever stood up to an Inu demoness like she did. And even though she got beat up she was still prepared to stand her ground.
She was rather pleasing to the eye. That marking of hers, Sesshomaru had never seen anything like it on ningen or youkai. A beautiful trail of cherry blossoms from under one of her breasts to her opposite hip curving around her back… such markings aroused the youkai and beast within. He frowned. He was not getting aroused thinking about her. She was human and as such held no place in his thoughts.
Sesshomaru would protect her until such time as he could get her to InuYasha's wench, Kagome. That was it. After that she would be out of his life.
Sesshomaru set about locating the boar youkai and ripping it to shred. Unfortuantly for him, the power it emited was just a facade. He barely had to flick a wrist and it was destroyed. Not having vented much pent up emotion, Sesshomaru set off in search of something bigger and more worthy an opponent.
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Mmmmm. Yum.
Food is good. Food is delicious. And it's even yummier when you get to sit across from a god like demon and eat it. Hello Sesshomaru baby. Yeow!!!!
Since deciding to let my mind run rampant with impure thoughts and accepting becoming a whore rather than trying to fight it… Images of what Sesshomaru and I could do together had become, well, detailed and graphic.
Last nights dream for example. Oh god, just thinking about it caused me to nearly slip off my seat thanks to my arousal that I am sure Sesshomaru coul dquite easily smell. Bad Lara, concentrate at least a little.
As I was enjoying a hot cuppa tea, Sesshomaru suddenly stood up and murmured something to Rin in a low tone. Rin in turn stood up and pushing her breakfast away grabbed my hands and dragged me from the kitchen to the room we stayed in.
Grabbing some kimono's she again dragged me from the hut to stand by Sesshomaru's side in the early morning rays. I looked at him speculatively; buy before I could voice anything he stared walking off down a worn path.
"Yomi come. Come on. I might need you to save me from some monster…" Yomi jumped into my arms and I trotted after Rin and Sesshomaru.
A few minutes later and we came to a steaming hot spring. Rin squealed and quick as a flash was naked and in the hot spring.
And here I was thinking that there was some sort of rule that a male NEVER saw a female naked. No matter what the age. Seemed I was wrong because Rin was starkers splashing merrily in the water. Sesshomaru looked pointedly at me and then the hotspring.
I really didn't want a bath. I had one like two days ago and it was too much effort trying to get in and out of my straight jacket – I mean Kimono. But, suddenly the prick was standing in front of me with that eye brow raised.
Yup, as soon as I was with Kagome I was ordering her to buy me a razor and I was shaving the fucking thing off. Perhaps then I would get some words out of the mute demon. His eye brow seemed to be his method of talking.
As I was running this through my mind, my obi suddenly came loose. The arsehole had decided to force me to have a bath. Not that I was complaining much as his claws gently brushed my skin as he un-wound my bindings and kimono. But then the I remembered he was an arsehole whom I wasn't friends with and I didn't like in anyway except as eye candy!
Grrr.
And instead of letting me get into the water myself he picked me up and threw me into it.
I stayed under the water as long as I could hoping to scare him, but as I surfaced gasping, I realised that he was sitting on a rock next to the edge watching Rin play with a weed she found in the pond.
I sighed and huffed loudly. Was it really too hard for him to act civilised. Of course it was.
So slowly and stealthily – I am an awesome ninja – I made my way towards him. I pretended to be washing, though I stayed as hidden under the water as I possibly could. Even though I never seemed to be able to keep my clothes on around the demon I was still very shy and kinda embarrassed to be so… naked and exposed in front of someone. Even Justin, the man I shared everything with for a long long time had never seen me naked.
So as non – suspiciously as I could, and as covered by the water as I could be, I made my way towards Sesshomaru. He seemed to be taking a great interest in the tree next to him. Good. I grinned evilly as I stood up in the water and splashed as much as I could. I kicked and bucketed and thrashed, making sure I aimed it in his direction.
If I was going to have a bath, so was he.
In the Publishing Room...
Lara: Where's Lady?
Kagome: Hiding.
Lara: Why?
Kagome: Because Sesshomaru wants to kill her for what she wrote in the prophecy and what is happening.
Lara: But its happening to me to and I dont mind.
Kagome: Yes because you are a horny little brat.
Lara: *Grins.*
Kagome: Hey... is that Sesshomaru??
Lara: *Squints* Yup...
Sesshomaru: *singing mission impossible theme creeping around the building pretending he's awesome*
Kagome: Sesshomaru!! Hey...
Sesshomaru: *Freezes and Straightens up*
Lara: What are you doing??
Sesshomaru: You will die for witnessing what you just have.
Lara/Kagome: *gulps and runs*
Ooohh I was fully meant to tell you something but I can't remember. Oh well. lol I have a bad memory. Anyway I am sorry if this chapter was pathetic - OH I REMEMBER NOW!!!
:D
I did my tafe course the other day. Its a journalism/creative writing course. I thought seeing as I am having trouble with this story (writing I mean. I suck and I need to learn how to get my ideas out. I'm doing it all for you guy so you should feel special lol) I had better do something to improve myself.
So I rocked up to my class and we were given an exercise. And I want you to have a go at it because I sucked at it majorly!!Not good under pressure I aint... Okay we were given the sentece... 'It was a dark and stormy night...' and we had five minutes to continue on from there and write as much as we could. Simple right. WRONG! This is apparantly a cliched sentence and it contains no letter 'E'. We had five minutes to write as much as we could using no words containing the letter 'E'. It was sooooo hard. :( but you know what..... becasue I am awesome I am going to give you a chance to do it too. Write as much as you can in five minute in your review (if you review I am not pushing you too though lol) and I will send you a preview of the next chapter if you get more than I do.
This is what I got:
It was a dark and stormy night and Batman and Robbin got into Batman's car. Both had to do nightly rounds of patrolling Gotham and as dusk was looming, Batman had to cart Robbin to his part of Gotham. Robbin had lost his driving id which would allow him, a youth, control of a car. So now Robbin had no way of patrolling Gotham with a car. Robbin usually took a train or had to walk to and from work. Tonight though, it was raining and Batman took pity on him. Batman was Robbin's tutor and as such was to look out for Robbin. Hail was smashing agasint tin roofs that could hardly sit solid in raging winds. Robbin ran from...
and thats as far as I got. Now that took me all of the five minutes and I was stretched to the max. My poor brain was pretty much fried for the next week lol
So... if you can do more than me in five minutes... I will give you a sneak preview of the next chapter.... or perhaps the prophecy... I dunno... I haven't decided yet lol :D Its up to you though. I like setting challenges for people.
Now that I have had my stupid little rant.... I'll go now :D
Until Next time
~ Lady D. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
