Disclaimer: I don't own inuyasha
Yes a short chapter but a chapter none the less. I had to make it short being the end is where I wanted to end it. So enjoy and I should have the next one up real soon. Thanks Keva
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When reality for the second time thanks to Naraku, became painfully aware to me, I cursed the wretched hanyou for all he was worth. I truly expected to find myself locked up in a furnitureless, dusty room, or a dark, yucky dungeon. Imagine my surprise when I opened my eyes to see black clouds covering the evening sky.
The sounds of battle caught my attention and I turned my aching head very slowly in the direction of the familiar noise. I saw my friends along with one very hot daiyōkai fighting against the hanyou Naraku. Shippou was standing to the side of me in order to try and protect me as best as his little body and kit powers could. He could be so brave when the occasion called for it.
I slowly raised myself into a sitting position and thought for sure that my head was going to explode. I'm not sure what Naraku's miasma is made of, but what ever it is, it sure can give a person one bitch of a headache. Thank the kami I am a miko with healing abilities, because there's no amount of Advil in the world that would be able to cure the horrid pounding that's going on inside my head. I closed my eyes and tapped into my healing powers and sent them straight to my head and was relieved when the pounding came to a screeching halt.
Once the throbbing in my head was taken care of, I focused my attention on the even bigger problem going on around me… the battle of course. I just want you all to know this now, the constant battles for the shikon is really grating on my last nerve. I mean come on people get a freakin hobby! Like I have much room to talk, but we won't get into MY obsession issues right now.
So back to the battle waging on before me while ignoring that little voice in the back of my head that keeps telling me that once this battle is over and done with, a new one will begin, involving one angry daiyōkai and one stupid miko. I realized that sitting on my ass watching them fight against the vile hanyou wasn't exactly helping my friends or my man. So moving as fast as a just returned to consciousness miko could, I jumped into the fray shooting bolts of purifying energy at all those who stood against us.
I didn't have the feeling of finality meaning that Naraku being the coward he was, was going to and did run away like the big sissy he is, but not without a few purifying burn marks to remind him of the power that thanks (sorta) to him I obtained. Oh but he didn't leave in silence however, just before his departure he just had to inform my puppy boy of Kikyo's death and the cause of her death… Damn bastard!
Kami am I turning out to be such a liar. I asked Inuyasha between his screeching at me for breaths if he honestly believed the stupid hanyou. The guy is hell bent on twisting everyone and everything to his will and that included lying to get it done. (Like I have room to talk, but that's better left forgotten.) My words finally weaved their way through his thick skull and he immediately took to the forest. I wasn't surprised at his actions, the boy needed time to cope with his loss.
As I watched the place in the trees where the hanyou disappeared to, a masculine voice whispered that I was a liar in my ear. As if I needed him to remind me of what I had done. Does he not think that I am guilt ridden enough, without adding to it? Before I could respond to his little statement, the great youkai lord used this information to his advantage. Why oh why can't he just pretend that he didn't know?
I was informed in no uncertain terms that 1. I still had a duel to partake in. 2. If I refused to duel then I had to submit properly. And 3rd which is the lowest of lows to use against someone, that if I refused either, then Inuyasha would be informed of who really did his beloved in. Oh how I wish I could rego back in time and inform myself of what a baka I really am!
Ok, so here's the problem. Its not so much that I don't want to submit to my daiyōkai, it more to do with the principle of the situation, not to mention when he says the word submit I can tell nothing good will come of it. You see I had to suffer months and months of torture because of him and all I want is a little payback. Is this too much to ask for? I mean really why should HE get to come out of this with the knowledge that he can bend me to his will as he desires, and I have to always be on guard for the next bending of wills… namely mine to his. Couldn't it just once be his to mine? Just once is all I ask.
With being backed into a corner as I am I did the only thing I could and used it to my full advantage. I fell to my knees bawling like a baby. I didn't know if Sesshoumaru was a sucker for tears or not, but I did know that with a woman's tears came great power. Now how you use that power is different depending on who you are. Me for example used it as a way to buy time until I could figure out what to do next, cause we all know that there's no getting through to a hysterical woman. So as I was going through my hysterics I noticed that the lord standing there looking down at me wasn't buying it in the least. I had to take this up a notch using my miko powers to my advantage.
Still as my body began to glow pink his expression never changed nor did he move. Kami what was it going to take to get him to move or do something besides stare at me with his 'as if I believe this act' look. Taking a deep breath I took this act up another notch. I began shooting bolts of energy from my body while wailing in feigned grief. Glancing from the corner of my eye there was still no movement from the lord.
I took a deep breath and took my little display up to just under maximum level… shooting bolts of purifying energy erratically in all directions. Still he didn't move or change expressions. Apparently he felt that there was no way he was going to be harmed by me being he didn't move, not even a flinch. Yep I had to pick the one demon in all the world immune to a woman's outburst. What the hell good are my womanly abilities if they don't have the desired effect.
Ceasing my wailing and pulling my powers back together, I just laid on the ground breathing deeply. I then heard his voice ask me if I was quite through with my little display and all I could do was to nod at him. Lifting myself from the ground he asked my what my choice was going to be. Well from the look of things I didn't have any choices but one… submit. Then there was always the duel I could engage him in and loose terribly. Oh the wonderful things I get myself into with no way out.
I took a deep breath and locked my eyes with his and instead of making the right choice my mouth once again acted on it own accord. I have to wonder if there isn't something seriously wrong with me that maybe I should go home and have a brain scan or something. As soon as the word left my mouth I clamped my hand over it in hopes of trapping the word from escaping. Apparently I was much to slow based on the raised eyebrow of the demon lord.
He told me very well and indicated that I should follow him and with very heavy and ridiculously slow steps I did as he commanded. When he realized how slow I was walking he turned to me with narrowed eyes and informed me that I had made my choice and I should face it proudly.
Who was he kidding? Face it proudly, as if! Granted that I got myself into this mess and I had consequences to pay for it, but who goes to their punishment proudly? Willingly… yes. With honor… yes. Proudly… hell no! I had never ever heard once of anyone happily say "A spanking? Why ok can't wait!" Nothing proud about being punished.
So I informed him that I would face the consequences the way I felt it necessary to do so, that is unless he found me unworthy and decided to just forget it altogether. Based on the slightly raised eyebrow I took that as a no. So I once again began my pathetically slow pace to where I would face up to my actions.