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Sesshomaru grabbed my body as it fell, he swept the hair that covered my sweat drenched skin.
My breath came out ragged, he picked me up. "AKIRA!" He roared, moments later I was on his bed.
I closed my eyes desperately trying to take a breath, becoming harder and harder each moment. I was attempting to remain calm and breath slowly but I wasn't even able to breathe.
A cool hand stroked my face I opened my eyes to look at golden eyes. Smiling I looked at his mouth moving he was speaking. I couldn't hear a thing. It felt as though my head was underwater. I stared at him, was this the man I would spend the rest of my life with. Could I spend the rest of my life with him?
Looking up at his moving lips, I just I dying, I had read once that hearing was the first to go as you died.
Blurred figures moved around the room, losing sensation I could see Sesshomaru running his hands over my face but I could not feel it. There was a lot of movement around the room. I felt as though I was in the centre of a tornado
Closing my eyes as a weight grew on my chest no longer allowing me to breathe. Thrashing I desperately clawed to my throat. Tears came to my eyes, looking around agonizingly at the faces in the room. Concern, fear, worry, anger showing in various degrees on all their faces.
Sesshomaru quickly sat behind me and held onto my hands. A wrinkled old man came towards me. He played with fire in his claws, frightened I looked at Sesshomaru. His grasp was taut. Struggling as the orange eyed man moved toward me.
My kimono was cut to show the wounds but keeping my modesty somewhat. The wounds looked ugly and dripped thick dark blood.
The man sat down on the bed and looked behind me. He placed his fiery hands on the wounds. He looked intently at his hands.
Pain. .
Screeching, I trashed and kicked as the fire engulfed my entire body, I was being burned alive.
Feeling returned to my body, I would rather feel nothing at all than this pain.
"Stop! Stop! Please Stop!" Screaming as the man took no heed to my pleas. Looking down I was not on fire but his hands were. He intensified the fire, my pleas falling onto empty ears.
Time passed it could have been minutes or hours the agony continued with no end in sight.
Tears ran down my face, I thrashed harder and harder against Sesshomaru he did not waver in his hold.
"Please make him stop, Sesshomaru." Whispering as I reigned to the darkness as the pain was too much to withstand.
Blinking slowly my eyes felt as though they were lead. Taking a breath felt laboured, closing my eyes I swallowed. My throat feeling dry and parched.
A cup was brought to my mouth lazily taking in the cool water, support behind my back slowly brought me up.
Sitting up and slowly blinked as the room came into focus. I was in Sesshomaru's room still. Looking at my aid it was Sesshomaru.
Looking at him, he was disheveled. Blood stained his wrinkled clothes, presumably mine. His pristine hair was thrown in a messy ponytail, hair sticking out all over.
"You were poisoned." He stated stoically as he stood up and walked away from the bed. A look crossed his face that unsettled me.
Poisoned how was I poisoned. I could account for every single thing I had eaten and done in the past week and nothing set off alarms.
Taking another drink of water, I questioned with my hoarse voice."How?"
A crack resounded within the room as he slammed his hand behind my head against the wooden paneling.
Jumping away and my body protesting in pain at the action. His red-rimmed eyes stared at me. " You were poisoned by my claws. By my poison." He agonizingly slowly spoke as more and more red swirled in his eyes as he fought to reign his beast.
His claw marks on my waist, he must have let his poison seep. I knew how Inu poison worked it was slow hiding within a wound without smell or colour. It was like rabies, I should have known the symptoms were all there. The wounds were not healing, I had a fever, there was tingling at the wound.
"If were mated you would have been immune to my poison." He seethed as he looked away from me.
"The man with the fire what did he do?" Asking, looking down at my hands, why did I feel guilty as though this was my fault. I wasn't the one who poisoned me, I hadn't done this to myself, he had done this to me.
" He was a dragon, he used dragon fire to burn the poison from your body." He turned toward me as he spoke. "You do understand that had you died I would have died along with you because of the mating bond. The West would fall to chaos as would be lords would fight the claim of Akira and Inuyasha the bastard." He seethed.
Anger rose inside me." I didn't do this you keep coming back to this singular fact, Sesshomaru. It was you who knew all along what you were doing, I played a part unknowingly but you seem to keep forgetting that vital part. I am sorry that I am not a strong demoness, only a weak human miko that doesn't understand what's going on. Let's get this straight you're not my choice but you now are the only choice because of your action so cut the righteous bullshit because at the end your the one who knowingly bonded us." My voice rising volumes as I spoke. My chest heaved as I stared at him, narrowing my eyes at him. He stared right on back.
I felt tired and drained but I would not back down first. I thought we were moving on but we kept coming back to this. I was still not prepared to mate him and I didn't know if I ever would. Something was between us but I did not know what it was and feared it may be something other than love.
I wasn't staying in this room a moment longer, I threw off the covers. Someone had changed me I was in a clean kimono.
Ducking under his arm I stood up. I felt tired and wanted to sit back down but I refused to show him I was truly the weak human that he thought I was.
" Where are you going?" He asked standing in front of me, blocking my path.
" To my room, my Lord." Seething as I stepped around him. I addressed him as my lord when I was cross with him. I felt as though not saying his name put distance between us.
He moved to stop my path. looking up at his golden eyes that returned to their normal glisten.
" You are weak and defenceless. The mating bond will allow you to heal faster the closer we are." He spoke as he towered over me. I wanted to scream and shout at him, ignore every single word he said but I was physically at a disadvantage I would not be able to leave this room unless he let to defeat mentally, I stared up at him.
"What do you propose?" Asking as I crossed my arms.
I wanted to slap him, I was seething with anger and my hand itched to connect with his face. But I was still suffering the repercussion of the last time I had struck him
"You will sleep here." He stated coming behind and pushing me back toward the bed.
Turning to look at him. " Are you suggesting that you and I will share a bed because it will help me "heal" faster." Sarcastically speaking using air quotes.
He looked down at me, sighing he began." I do not know what these are but the mating bond will heal you faster and I will not risk the West because you are uncomfortable. Had you told me of the wound this entire matter could have been avoided. " He spoke mimicking my air quotes.
" I am sorry I did not inform you of the wounds you inflicted since any and all of my past injuries has been no concern of yours before." Snapping as I turned to the bed. I was tired and this was not a fight I could win.
"Hn. I will bath and return." He spoke as he walked. away from me. I sat down pulling the covers to my lap. He blew out the lights as we went past.
Leaning back against the bed I was exhausted. My eyes drooped, I snuggled into bed. Warm light poured in through the windows it could be sunrise or sunset. The room was darkened except for the outside light.
I stared at the light playing on the wooden floor as my mind ran. What was I doing here, was I moving forward with Sesshomaru or backwards. We were fighting like animals, me yelling again and again and him with his show of power making me feel weak.
Tears slipped out despite my struggle. Sniffling I rolled onto my back to look at the ceiling, wiping my tears and taking a deep breathe. I was alone. Coldness spread in my chest, as more and more tears began to pour.
I was alone, these weren't my people this wasn't my time period. My world, my life was on the other side of the well.
My friends, my companions as much as I loved them they could not fill the hole that the well closing ripped in my heart.
Cool arms engulfed me pulling me into a cool bare chest. I couldn't stop my mind had begun the downward spiral and everything cracked open all the emotions, the pain, the despair.
I sobbed against his chest, he rested his chin on my crown. Reassuringly he rubbed his hand gently down my back.
" I just want to go home." I sobbed in between breaths. I was capable and old enough to make my own decisions, to live my own life but I just wanted my mother.
Sesshomaru's chest vibrated with a soft purr. Sniffling, I looked up at him. "I don't belong here, this isn't my time. My life, my family is on the other side of the well."
He looked down at me his golden eyes, haunting in the dark. "Maybe. Your life may have begun on the other side but this is the side life has chosen for you." He whispered. Looking into his eyes I searched for the answer to unasked questions inside me.
Satisfied or unsatisfied I turned around and put some distance between us. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I had just cried in the arms of my captor, the word tasted bitter in my mouth. He was still my captor even if I no longer felt like the prisoner I once I wiped my tears away.
A cool arm slid around my waist and pulled me tautly. I shuffled attempting to move away. His chest radiated against my back. He moved his to my ear and spoke."If you plan on resting, I would advise you to stop moving as you do or things shall rise making it difficult to sleep."