Title: Tie Me to the Future
Author: Tsubasa Kya
Disclaimer: The title makes sense to those who actually read the chapter that follows. Haha! Good golly Miss Molly, no that doesn't mean I own them!
Chapter fiftysix: That's When Not Where
-Feudal Era-
Sesshoumaru didn't have time to tear apart the entire castle looking for Kagome after she had disappeared just a few days before, but he wanted to so badly. For someone he considered his sister, he would do anything. It took a great deal of respect for someone for Sesshoumaru to even consider thinking of a person as his sister, but there he was admitting it aloud to Seirra.
Seirra was a great comfort to him. Just having her near him was enough to make him just melt into a great pile of goo, but not just any goo! Sesshoumaru-goo! He sat shoulder to shoulder with Seirra. He probably shouldn't have taken the time to spend with her, but he would have gone insane if he couldn't at least sit with her for a time. He knew she needed his presence as much as he did, and that was a relief.
Turning his head to look at her, he saw her white-silver eyes. He knew she was blind. She had gotten that way protecting him so there was no way he could not know. Despite that she was blind; she was everything that a woman should be in his mind. They both knew their happiness would not really last, considering he was a noble and she a peasant. At least for the time being they could be happy together, until they were found out.
He brought his right arm up, brushing a stray lock of her short blue hair out of her eyes. She didn't conform to the populace and try to be like nobles. She didn't try to be anything but herself, and he loved that about her. She didn't keep her hair tied up, and she didn't keep it long either. She didn't sleep with him because he was King of the Western Lands.
Sesshoumaru could see why his father had taken Inuyasha's mother, human or not. The situation was almost the same, except his father could and did take Izayoi into his household because she was a noble. Sesshoumaru and Seirra's relationship was hopeful, at best. Sesshoumaru's mother and father had been married through an arrangement; an alliance had been sought and bought at the price of a wedding.
She turned her face into his hand and he saw a tear slip past her eyes. Truly he had never seen her cry, ever. Placing his arm around her, he pulled her into a loving embrace. Where should the two have been at that particular moment? Planning a war. Love made Sesshoumaru do things he would never dream of doing otherwise.
Kissing the top of her blue hair, he said quietly in her ear, "What is it?" His low voice in her ear soothed her and she wrapped her arms around his neck, crying softly into his shoulder. They sat there as the birds around them continued to chirp. He guessed what was wrong even before she said it. It wasn't that hard to figure out.
"She disappeared right in front of me... Bled, and then disappeared as though she were a demon being purified by a priestess. She was in so much pain, and I promised to keep her from harm. How do I do that if she is—"
Sesshoumaru let his lips capture hers, silencing her. He didn't even want to begin thinking Kagome was dead. The entire ordeal with a priestess killing a demon was that once that priestess killed them, they remained dead. There was no body with which to revive them because that body was purified even further than ashes.
"Don't think that." He demanded heatedly. He absolutely refused to believe the possibility that his sister was dead. It was just a game that Kagome was playing and soon she would pop out of the shadows and ask why no one came to find her. Deep down in his heart he wanted to believe that, but his logical mind told him it was impossible.
As usual, their kisses got more passionate and with less time between each one until their clothes were no longer a barrier between the two secret lovers. They made love in secret, hidden in the house that Seirra had grown up in. No one would find them, so their secret would never get out. Sesshoumaru wished the life would last. He could not be happier than to be with Seirra.
They did not hide because Sesshoumaru was ashamed. He would love nothing more than to take Seirra into his arms and show the world that she was his and only his, but society would never allow it. They hid because she would be condemned if they did not. She would be called King's Whore and he could not bear that upon her.He would never wish that for her. She said it wouldn't bother her to be called names, that she dealt with it her whole life, but if he could spare her that pain he most certainly would.
-Elsewhere-
The two had to admit that a great way to relieve tension was to spar. The endless amounts of energy bouncing around in the air at the impending danger just waiting on the other side of the river was nerve wracking so tension was high. They were outside the castle in the forest; inside the castle was even worse, and inside the town was absolutely suffocating.
Slinging her Hiraikotsu in what was certainly not meant to be friendly fire she unsheathed her katana and darted forward towards Ryuichi. While he was busy blocking the Hiraikotsu, she slashed towards his open left side, drawing blood. The pink haired demon's hand snaked out and around the sling-strap of the Hiraikotsu. She wasn't sure when he had sheathed his two swords.
Sneering at her, Ryuichi said, "Allow me to demonstrate true potential with your choice of weapon." She barely managed to dodge the weapon as he slung it at her and it clipped her stomach, leaving a rather vicious gash there. She had already known she disliked the demon but now she was furious. He was wielding her weapon with the intent to kill.
She would not die by the hand of her own weapon, or that of the demon before her! She had her pride, her dignity! She wondered if it was by pure coincidence that demons that could tolerate humans were often the ones to slay the demon slayers but chucked the thought aside when her weapon came back towards her.
They were alone in a clearing in the forest. There was no need to worry about anyone seeing her die because no one knew they were gone from the castle even. Her weapon was spinning through the air too fast for her to catch or even attempt to block. If she let it touch her, it would slice right through her. After all, the thing was made to slice through the skin and bones of demons and that was harder than a human's.
She had never made her weapon spin quite as fast as he was. She was exhausted already, especially with blood loss from her stomach. None of her internal organs felt damaged... yet.
Ryuichi's pink eyes were calm as he watched her stumble backwards, barely managing to dodge the large boomerang before it swung in a circle and came back to the current wielder. He walked over to her and tossed her weapon down beside her. He was amazed that she did not fear him, though her life was in his hands.
After a long speechless moment, he knelt down beside her and pushed her down on her back. She struggled, but succumbed finally to the blood loss that made her dizzy and fell back. His hands made quick work of the wound, using a kerchief that was tucked inside one of her ankle guards to sop up the blood.
"Why are you helping me when you were the one to inflict the wound?" she demanded, though with less fervor than she would have liked. She was really dizzy; the wound on her stomach was deeper than she had expected. "You were just trying to kill me."
Ryuichi snorted. "Oh was I?" he inquired. He looked down at the slip of a woman beneath his hands. She was a demon slayer, and he would have gratefully killed her, but in order to do what he planned to do she had to be alive. The best thing about Kagome's clothes being made from his hair was that no matter when she was, he could always tell.
First though, so the demon slayer's disappearance was not noticed, he would have to take care of the army on the other side of the river. He pulled a hair from his head and licked it. It became as tough as the strongest twine, but as thin as hair and the end was like a sharp needle. He used it to stitch up her wound and nearly chuckled at the thought. He, Ryuichi, was about to kidnap a demon slayer who would likely bend on revenge. Life certainly was interesting lately.
Hopefully once he explained his plan to her, though, she would cooperate willingly. He thought for a moment about that. He didn't really even have to explain it to her, he could just tie her up and make her cooperate, or bite her, inject her with his venom, and for a few hours she would do whatever he said to do while his venom was in effect.
That, he decided, was probably not the best course of action. The best course of action would most likely be to tell her and hope she cooperates because if he harmed her too much, he might get on the bad side of Sesshoumaru and while Sango and pretty much everyone else in the castle was no match for Ryuichi, he was sure Sesshoumaru, from all the rumors he'd heard of the dog-demon, would be a match for his skill and likely not a very easy person to beat.
What is crazy? That is crazy! Whatever you decide that is... is crazy. So for example... (my clock)'s just crazy. But sexy crazy! Haha! See? Whatever you want to place in the spot of that works just fine. •steals green apple by the way, replacing it with a pretty Granny's Largest Monster Red Apple• Those are the best. They weigh like a pound and a half.
