Hello! How is everyone?
I was sitting here filling out a twenty page questionnaire for my pain management doctor and I realized something….
I would rather be writing my story than dealing with so many taxing questions. It really is annoying, believe it or not.
Oh! I meant to mention something very important… well, important to me, anyways.
MY BIRTHDAY IS MAY 6TH!
Can you believe that? I will be seventeen. I feel so freaking young… I really hate it. But then again, I love it. So, it is a double edged sword.
Mmmm, wish me a happy one, won't you?
I do hope you will. But, moving along now, to the next chapter…
Before I do… realize that if you put last chapters' title before this one, it will make a lot more sense to more people… just as a note.
Thank you, and please enjoy!
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Chapter Fourteen
…I take three steps back
Some things should not be allowed to happen.
Some things just should not happen… ever.
Some things… damn them to hell.
Kagome glares at her reflection in the small fountain that seems to mock her incessantly. Snarling at it in a very unladylike way, she turns from it and crosses her arms over her chest.
The white silken kimono hugs every part of her body, the thick red obi tied about her waist containing intricate silver designs to match the white of the dress itself. The red sandals do not please her anymore than the dress does.
Matshi had taken her time designing Kagome's hair and now she is sure that the little demon did it as a small pay back for the way she had been treating her.
It is a knock off of the traditional shidama-mage, which most Geisha use, so that she is not automatically identified as Sesshomaru's private Geisha.
She snarls once more, moving towards the castle once more, her charcoal black lined eyes narrowing as well as her lined black eyebrows furrowing in anger.
Her steps are short and chopped due to the tightness of the kimono and she begins wishing automatically that she had been allowed to pick her own kimono, ceremonial or not.
Her bright red lips set into a small pout but as she enters the castle, her face slides into a blank façade. Such is the life of a Geisha.
She turns instead to her inner thoughts, the turmoil there raging.
What an arrogant Youkai! Believing that I am his personal whore! That is not my job, to bring him pleasure! Perhaps Youkai believe differently…
She tucks her arms in her bell shaped sleeves and sighs inwardly, her dark chocolate eyes melting in a bit of confusion.
Why must everything be so mind taxing? I am tired of thinking of this arrogant Prince…
With that thought, her head raises higher, her nose slightly in the air even as those around her… youkai… sniff her as she passes.
The scent of Sesshomaru still hangs heavily on her, even though she had bathed and scrubbed before Matshi had forced her to get dressed.
Thinking back to the affair, she momentarily allows her mind to wonder to the briefest of conversations with her newly restored friend.
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"Kagome… I know this may be an odd question… but why were you out so long after… after… well, you know…" Matshi's voice whispers out to Kagome as she settles in the hot water of her bath, her face melting all worries away.
"I believe that I was in shock… I have never… had a sexual experience with a male, Matshi, so when I was stripped of it…. I-"
A soothing hand runs over her scarred back, cleansing oils trailing in its wake as Kagome lowers her eyes to the water.
"At least he did not hurt you, Kagome…" Matshi's reassuring voice wafted into Kagome's ears and she merely sits there contemplating her words.
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Huffing back into consciousness, she glides on, watching with a bored expression as many of the servants dash out of her way, only to resume what they were doing as she passes.
Blinking at her pathway, she still continues on, her thoughts now wandering to the Demon Slayer invited to the castle by Inu Taisho himself.
Why would Inu Taisho take such measures to ensure my safety? It does not make any sense at all… unless it has something to do with his younger son, Inuyasha, being a Hanyou…
He had to mate with a human to have a Hanyou child. Perhaps this is the real reason he is protecting me…or maybe I am looking at it all wrong and he simply does not want any blood on his expensive floors.
Snorting sarcastically, she moves to the large reception room where most of the guests are waiting for the seating of the Ceremony. Kagome nearly flinches as many eyes of all shapes, sizes, and colors, turn to stare her down.
Nearly. Instead she continues forward and the crowd parts for her like a sea, a ripple of power clashing against her tiny frame as the Youkai sense Sesshomaru all over her.
Narrowing her eyes in a silent challenge of their honor, she finally makes it through the crowd and she stands in front of the double doors to the room that will be the focal point of the day and night.
She nods to the two guards and waits for them to open the doors for her.
And waits… and waits… until her patience wears thin and her eyes snap to the guard on the left who shifts as a suddenly uncomfortable shift in the atmosphere causes him to become edgy.
The Youkai in the room feel it to, and that is perhaps why a small Youkai, no older than eleven in human years, ushers himself forward and flings his weight against the doors to open them.
She enters quickly, not liking the rise in Youki, and finds herself in the extravagantly decorated room, a small fox Youkai clinging to her delicate dress.
"Excuse me lady, what is your name?" His voice is light and cute, and when Kagome looks down, a wild red headed child meets her gaze, bright green eyes twinkling with questions.
She squats down, scooping the child up in her arms before standing once more. "My name is Kagome… what is your name?" She can not resist the urge to smile.
The child answers her smile with a laugh and grins as well, eyes batting innocently. "I'm Shippou! Son of the Fox King, of the Northern fox tribe!" His chest puffs out proudly and Kagome cannot resist another giggle.
"Well, Shippou, will your parent's not worry about you if you are gone?" If possible, the child's chest puffs up even more.
"No! They trust me because I am big now! I can take care of myself! I can even protect you!"
And with that solemn vow, Kagome finds herself with a Kitsune on her shoulder as she settles into a seat at the front of the room, her posture screaming delicacy and sensuality.
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These things should defiantly not be allowed.
Kagome sits stiffly in her chair, staring at what is happening before her eyes. Peering around cautiously she sees that all of the Youkai are focusing completely on what is going on and Kagome has to hold back her frustrated sigh.
Turning her eyes back to the front of the room she resists the need to hurl. For some reason, the sight makes her stomach flip in a nasty way, and her head spins uncontrollably.
Biting down on her shiny red lip she narrows her eyes and tries to clear the treacherous thoughts from her mind.
It proves impossible as she continues to witness what is going on.
Sesshomaru, standing elegantly stoic in an all white outfit that seems to curiously match her own… again… is staring at a beautiful woman. His golden eyes shimmer with a hidden secret… but one that everyone knows.
Fangs poke over his lower lip slightly as he continues to stare at her, his inner beast roaring and wanting… wanting…
Words catch his attention and he turns back to the woman standing before him, her caramel hair is pulled up into a tight bun, her sharp features contrasting against her red kimono.
Her green eyes waver from his own to the girl sitting off to the side, the scent of her soon to be mate lathering her form.
Her eyes narrow and a smug smirk appears on her soft pink lips, knowing that soon… soon, in the matter of a few hours, she will be able to rip the human to shreds and none will question her.
Inu Taisho finishes speaking in Inu, the words of mates that only Sesshomaru and Nakita can understand, and nods to his elder son.
Sesshomaru raises one clawed hand, carrying one delicate one of his intended with him, as he bows half heartedly to her, drawing her close as he straightens once more.
The tedious part done, many hold their breath as Nakita bears the left side of her neck to Sesshomaru and… as he bites down at the juncture of her neck to allow her blood to flow into his mouth… his eyes stray back to the beautiful woman he has kept his eyes on since he had entered the ceremony hall.
Kagome clenches her jaw tightly as she watches Sesshomaru clamp down onto Nakita's neck, his fangs drawing her blood… but his golden eyes focus on her and she nearly falls over at the look.
The intensity is sharp and hot, and she watches curiously as his eyes bleed red, his focus still on her as his teeth retract from Nakita's neck, the wound healing instantly to leave only a small tattoo of a moon where he had bitten.
He does not take his eyes off of her even as he leads his mate out of the hall and towards his chambers, to finalize the union.
Kagome's unspoken and unseen sorrow is drowned out by the uproar of howls and many other animalistic sounds as the Youkai around her rejoice.
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Anyways…. I hope you like it. Criticism is welcome… hope you all enjoyed!