Chapter 38: Couldn't Think of a Chapter Name
The hot slightly scolding water, smelling of vanilla mixed with cinnamon, lightly kissed his smooth bare skin as he emerged himself into the tub, creating ripples of water that hit the sides. He laid back against the edge of the porcelain bathtub, eyelids hiding the molten gold underneath as they closed, hair splayed wildly across his back and floating in the water, and simply relaxed. The house was quiet as usual with the occasional sounds of small feet moving as the slaves cleaned and prepared the afternoon meal. The silence was nice and mostly preferred but it made him get lost in his thoughts about his pet being away from him and in the outside world.
Though he was fairly confident that Kagura would never betray him and would come through there was still a hint of... not fear but more like unease in the back of his mind, just a little. As he laid there thinking about the black haired girl he called his pet, he began to wonder how far the relationship between the two of them would go. Would they grow old together? Would he be forced to kill her, would she kill him?
Sesshomaru quickly stopped thinking these thoughts, but not because they frightened him in anyway. Admittedly, the thoughts were not foreign to him but because he thought these same exact thoughts with Rin right before she betrayed him (and he had to kill her) and he didn't feel like driving down memory lane right now.
If he was being honest with himself, Sesshomaru didn't know the answer to the first or last question but he knew the answer to the middle one.
He would kill Kagura, just as he did Rin if she betrayed him.
At the small painful thought of Rin, his lips turned down slightly. Rin had left a dent in Sesshomaru's heart. She had awoken him and gave him something he didn't even know he needed. Sesshomaru knew Rin had loved him, just as Kagura does, and in his own sick and twisted way, he had loved her, just as he loves Kagura and though he won't admit it to anyone and barely admits it to himself, sometimes in the dark of night, he still thinks of her and for just half a moment, his eyes would tear up.
He was brought out of his thoughts as he heard soft footsteps enter into the bathroom and without opening his eyes, he knew who it was and said, "Abi."
"Master." She replied back respectfully.
He heard her walk through the bathroom for a few minutes then he felt her presence stop behind him. Her hands, soft and slathered with oil smelling like that of peppermint, landed on his shoulders and began to gently rub in circular motions. Abi's massages were always the best. Unlike the other women, her hands didn't shake in fear of him. She knew exactly where to rub and how long to rub. Like Kagura and Rin, he would kill her too if he had to but he trusted that Abi would never betray him.
After massaging his shoulders and lessening the tension in them, she grabbed what was presumably a bottle of shampoo and began to wash his long hair. Her fingernails scraped and scratched his scalp giving him just a hint of pain that caused blood to go into his cock. While Sesshomaru didn't consider himself a masochist, he did enjoy for his hair to be pulled or scratched.
She removed her fingers and used some object, more than likely a cup, and poured water onto his hair and scalp a few times until the shampoo was gone.
Rising from the tub half hard, he took the black towel offered to him by another slave who had just entered the bathroom and quickly ushered her eyes to the floor once she saw he was naked and semi hard. Without looking at her or even acknowledging her existence- she was one of the more 'homely' looking slaves- he walked past her and sat down in one of the chairs brought up from the living room.
The homely slave girl was just standing there, her green eyes flickering back and forth nervously. She had to have a death by fire wish, Sesshomaru deduced as he watched her. Abi must have made a scary face because the moment the girl looked in her direction, her eyes widened as if she had just seen the devil and she nearly ran to the bathroom.
Almost tripping over herself, she grabbed a brush and a bottle of coconut oil that was to be used to moisturize his hair. Together both slaves worked as a team. Abi rubbing coconut oil through his hair, making it shine and gleam like melted silver, and the girl brushing out the tangles gently and carefully.
Like before when he was in the bathtub, he was relaxed when a sharp smell hit his nose with full on force. The smell, more like a stench, made him sit up abruptly. As the two women began casting odd glances his way, he ignored them and turned around in his seat, watching the closed door as if his eyes could see right through it.
While the stench is something Sesshomaru is accustomed to smelling, it only smells that way when people see him. The house suddenly seemed more colder and was definitely way quieter then before but most importantly, the smell of fear was spreading through the house, tainting the air and even making the hair on the back of his neck stand up a bit.
Slowly in the absolute silence of the home, he heard his father's footsteps, loud and intimidating, walking up the steps.
Sesshomaru braced himself for the ungodly long lecture he was about to get and grew slightly annoyed as his father entered the room without knocking. Like the slave girl, Sesshomaru didn't acknowledge his father's existence either. He just continued sitting down in the chair saying absolutely nothing and not looking in his father's direction.
Abi decided to break the silence, "Greetings Master Tashio." She said with as much fake happiness she could manage to put into her voice.
His golden eyes sparkled a bit as he returned her greeting with a little fake happiness as well, though with Inu No Tashio, you could never be sure if he was pretending or being for real. "Hello Abi. It has been a while." He sat down on the edge of the bed, pushing a strand of silver hair out of his line of vision. "This house has changed and seen numerous deaths but yet you have remained." He smiled. "You must be very special to my son."
"I hope so Master, as I only want to please him." Though the words sounded rehearsed and fake, Sesshomaru knew Abi meant every thing she said.
Wanting to get this conversation, or lecture, or fussing at, over with quickly, Sesshomaru finally looked at his father. There was a mixture of emotions on his father's face. Annoyance, smugness, and a deep seething anger all in one making him look as if he was on the brink of murdering someone, which he probably was.
"Tell you what father," Sesshomaru said kindly, "don't take too long and I'll give you one of my slaves to kill to erase all that anger I see within you."
Inu No Tashio smiled, his eyes softening a bit. "I must decline your thoughtful gesture and besides," He cleared his throat mockingly. "after I leave here today, you're probably going to be so full of anger that you will need to kill every slave you have."
His own golden eyes met the intense gaze of his father's. Neither flinching or looking away from the other. Sesshomaru's patience and playfulness broke. "What do you want?"
Nicely groomed eyebrows lowered at Sesshomaru's disrespectful tone, his father asked, "Do you know where your pet is?"
Sesshomaru rolled his eyes and nearly scoffed. "Yes." He answered securely, with no doubt at all in his voice.
Inu No Tashio raised his eye brows. "Really? I think otherwise."
Sesshomaru remained silent. Though anger was already seeped deep into his bones, he kept his face neutral. His father liked to mess around with people. Never really getting straight to the point. Always scaring the person first before delivering the fatal blow.
A full blown smile blossomed on his father's face then. He snapped his fingers and a middle aged man entered the room carrying a black bag. He handed the bag to his father before Inu No Tashio rudely threw the black bag at Sesshomaru.
The bag hit his towel covered knee and landed on the floor beside his foot with a loud thump. Sesshomaru looked at his father for a moment, his father looked back, then he bent down and picked up the bag.
Slowly, he unzipped the bag, strangely feeling a wave of fear come over him.
He grabbed the head by the hair and stared at it. Though he was surprised, he didn't let it show on his face. Instead, feral anger twisted his features and he threw the head at his father before standing up. "What happened, what did you do to Kagura?" He yelled, teeth grinding together painfully.
His father stood up as well and yelled back just as furiously. "I've done nothing to her at all! This is your work, not mine!"
"Where is she?" He asked, not caring for whatever else mocking or angry his father had to say.
"I don't know but you had better find her before I do."
Sesshomaru paced to the window looking like a demon straight from Hell. Anger contorted his handsome features drastically and Inu No Tashio wondered if steam was about to come out of his son's ears. Inu No Tashio stared at his son for a while, thinking about his next course of action.
The elder male sighed. "You have really pushed me too far son, and your enjoyments are going to cause more tension in this family then needed, not to mention we could lose everything if she goes to the wrong person." He walked over to Sesshomaru and placed his hand on his shoulder. "I will not kill you but I will make sure you spend the rest of your life drinking from a straw implanted in your kidneys and your first meal will be your precious pet, if that happens."
Sesshomaru turned on him sharply, pushing his hand off him. "You presume to threaten me?" Usually he would never resort to this amount of disrespect when speaking to his father but at the moment, he didn't care.
His father looked down at the head for a moment and turned to leave. "It's not a threat, Sesshomaru."
This story is getting close to ending. About four or five more chapters left. I already have the ending planned plus I am bored out of my fucking mind so I should update more frequently and no I am not pulling shit out of my ass, I actually mean it this time.