-A little early in the writin', but oh well, if it lacks length, well sorry then, no one's perfect, look at it this way, it's either my short, fairly grammared fanfics or one long fic that's in a huge chunk, and hardly decipherable in spelling.-
To Emily: On Lost Within, thanks for that review about the fates, in truth I never actually thought about why, but when I read it, I already had the plot of the story and the three fates reasons for pairing sess and kag together, thanx a bunch!
Also: I know I'm strange and all but you'll be seeing most of my 'fetishes' or whatever the fuck you call them in most if not all of my fics, I like blood, biting necks/shoulders and so on origins an such, cuddling, the necks on humans/youkai/whatever, and the sound of a heart beat. And leather, dominating/domination and submission type stuff, bondage, chains, dark shtuff and sadism(to an extent if not fully) And for some strange reason I like clocks, and there infernal ticking noises, don't ask me why, I just do.
Sidenote: Sesshoumaru and Naraku are more...mellowed out since the times when they were still rather young in Fuedal Japan, they'll still retain there darknesses and slightly sadistic ways...just that there...hmm...*godamnit what's the word?...* they're a bit more mature I guess that's what you'd call it...
As for Naraku, I suspected he is/was a hanyou, well he survived because he's a freak with freakish things...j/k, i've yet to think of something, maybe some sort of spring of immortality or something...*shrugs*
On Inuyasha, It's still undecided if i'm going to kill him or let him have his turn in the fic. Question, it's really been buggin me, whats AU stand for? I see it in the summaries all the time, it's really starting to annoy me.
a single Venle: about $700,000,000 us dollars...
a single Noer(nO eR): about 700,000 us dollars...
a single Xev(Z eV): about 7,000
Ruling Youkai
Chapter 5: A Veil of Mystery Lifted
"If that stupid hanyou were still around I'd kill him!" He screamed, slamming his fist into the ground repeatedly, falling onto his knee's weak with anger as he continued to beat the ground mercilessly.
He sighed impatiently, walking up to the tired and furious kitsune he touched a single finger to Shippou's temple. The young kitsune slumped onto the ground, dead in sleep.
Instantly three human slaves walked up and picked up the sleeping form of the prince, they bowed before the emperor,
"Take him to his room and give him a sleeping potion." He stated flatly, not even looking at the lowly servants.
"Yes Great Sesshoumaru-sama." They spoke in unison, taking Shippou into the castle.
The emperor sighed as he stared at the empty sakura tree; the soft pink petals falling to the ground. The sakura blossoms blew in the soft wind, falling softly like snow.
-
Walking down the halls with graceful ease he absently noted the many portraits of his family bloodline, dating back all the way to his seven times great grandsire, the Lord Maru-Tuiatha. On the opposite wall the lords mates portraits were lined down the long hallway.
In truth he cared not for the lot of them, keeping them around to remind him who he was, and what blood coursed through his veins. He glanced at his left hand, no stripes adorned the pale wrist, the pale, HUMAN wrist. He sighed as he continued on his way, there were a few reasons he'd chosen the human arm; for starters they did not rot so quickly, few of them actually looked beautiful enough for him to pass as having both arms, and so that when he finally found the tetsusaiga, he'd be able to wield it.
At one point, it had been embedded with a shikon shard similar to the one Naraku had lent him years ago, but the shard had disappeared long ago. Now the arm bore a fragment of the Obsidian jewel; the jewel itself was useless to youkai, but to mortals, it prolonged life. Simply meaning the arm would not rot for a great deal of time, for good, dependable, and beautiful arms were hard to come by these days.
Opening the door to his chamber he was rather surprised when he'd found one of the youkai concubines on his bed, chained to the four posts at each corner; forcing her to be on the flat of her back, spread eagle. 'This must be one of the new ones' he thought as he studied her rather voluptuous, and very nude figure. It was toned and muscled, but not overly so. Not like the usual concubines that were pampered there entire lives, and bred into perfect bodies.
Even he had to admit he was quite tempted to take her then and there, but he did not, if the bitch were to get pregnant, he would have to mate her. For it was becoming harder and harder for youkai female to become successfully pregnant, many questions had come up with this situation that threatened there lives. So to help the situation, if a male got a female pregnant, it meant that he could probably do it again, and again...and so on, so the law had been made, If you get a female pregnant you have to mate her.
This alone had kept him celibate for the last several decades. For all the concubines were simpering, airheaded bitches while the rich ones were snobbish, spoilt brats. You can imagine his predicament, him being the top of the food chain and all, the most handsome youkai alive title on top of that.
He took the keys off the counter and headed towards his bed, he was tired today, already having several dozen memories dredged up in the last hour could tire a person out. Sesshoumaru cocked his head to the side when he saw the concubine squirm rather unusually, as if she was trying to shield herself from him.
Concubines were not trained to be coy or shy, they were trained to be bold and aggressive. (And for good reason.)
He saw a thick black cloth tied around her mouth, she'd been gagged; his curiousity rose.
Moving to the side of the bed, he sat on the edge, studying her face in the dim lighting. His eyes grew wide, this was not a youkai, nor a concubine! She was Inuyasha's wench! Sesshoumaru's lip curled in disgust, he could not believe he'd just had even a moments thought about mating with her! A human miko no less! Ugh! With all this human filth walking around and breeding even more dirty little bastards it was no wonder he couldn't smell she was human!
'But...' he thought as his eyes scanned her thick black hair, 'She does smell good for a human,'
Her eyes were wide with embarassment and anger, he would have rolled his eyes, but being an emporer of the world and all...it did restrict ones own language and manor. He guessed that she wasn't going to shut up if he ungagged her, still nude, so he grabbed the silk sheets piled at the edge of the bed and pulled them up to her chin, properly covering her.
Reaching the human hand over to the gag he quickly pulled it out of her mouth to let it rest on her rather attractive and appetizing neck. He was more then prepared for a barage of the little bitch's mouth, she liked to use it a lot from what he remembered. But he could think of other things he'd like that mouth of hers to be busy with instead of just words.
"If you dare touch me with your disgusting body you sick fuck I swear I'll kill you." Kagome spoke calmly, her words icy cool, blue-green eyes shimmering with determination and hate.
How familiar that tone, and that look was to Sesshoumaru. 'She must have practiced that a few times...' he thought with a smirk.
"You are less than pleasing to the eye, lacking in certain areas, and are a human. I've no interest in rutting with the likes of you wench." Sesshoumaru stated coldly, he wondered if she would remember him.
How badly he wanted her to recognize him, he didn't know why, or when he'd picked up such a strange habit, to have things from his past, to have them recognize him, remember him; even be glad to see him. Maybe one just got soft after so many years, look at his own father; he'd gone and mated to a human. 'Ugh...' he hoped he never sunk that low.
Kagome was shocked at the youkai's behavior, he seemed to hold himself with a regal aire, somewhat polite in covering up her nudity. But rude! She was far from lacking! That she knew, she'd seen the countless lusty glares she'd got from youkai when she'd been topside.
The voice above all else was painfully familiar, she tried to recall what happened when she got up on stage, but all she could recall was a blurry brightness, a lot of shouting and then a great silence, and then nothing. She knew that voice, but it wasn't possible, couldn't be, youkai didn't live that long, did they? 'Then if that's...Then Shippou must be alive!' Kagome thought wildly, hope filling her stone encased heart.
She turned her eyes up to the youkai's, she couldn't see him in the shadows, he was just outside the candlelight. Damn him for that!
"Who are you?" Kagome demanded, her voice empty of emotion, though inside she was burning with curiousity.
"The ruler of the entire world," Sesshoumaru answered simply, he could tell she suspected something, and he was downright giddy that she still remembered those old times.
But there was one big thing that was making him question if it was truly Inuyasha's wench, how could she be alive when she'd been traveling with his hanyou of a brother?
"Your name baka!" Kagome snapped, she immediately clamped her mouth shut, she wasn't suppose to sound anctious damnit!
'Dance DAINTILY AROUND the subject, not to the point, you can't get shit from a youkai if you're direct Kag!' Kagome reprimanded herself harshly. She glanced up at the youkai, if she could see his face she've bet her right arm he was grinning like an idiot.
He schooled his expression, a ghost of his previous smile still haunting him, smacking it away he settled his gaze on the girl's very nice, kissable, light pink mouth.
"What is your name? I might be inclined to answer the same if you refrain from idle threats and bouts of screams," Sesshoumaru spoke absently.
Kagome's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, that voice, the attitude, the words, the posture, all of it! It was all so familiar, could it really be him? Could she risk speaking the name aloud and possibly incur the wrath of the Emporer? Kagome laughed in her minds eye, since when did she give a fuck about incurring anyone's wrath? Let alone a youkai's?
She had no worries, she could slaughter the youkai with the miko powers combined with the shikon no tama. The only reason youkai could no longer sense the tama was because it was back inside her, in her blood, it ran through her veins, it was pumped through her heart. The Shikon no Tama had became a part of her, Kagome did not know how of it, nor the why of it, she'd just accepted it and learned to harness it's power.
"Kagome Higuirashi, now tell me yours." Kagome said, then decided to act somewhat civil, "Please."
So her name was Kagome, it fit, he didn't know why, but it fit her appearance and nature. Though her similarities in appearance to that of Naraku's concubine, Kikyo were uncanny. But such was to be expected from that of a reincarnation. Sesshoumaru stood and headed for the door, suddenly not tired anymore, if anything his adreniline levels were reaching an all time high; oh he'd be running tonight, in his true form, under the full moon in all it's brilliant glory, his true form running through the dark forrests in search of formidable prey.
He stood from her side and walked towards the door.
"I will inform the servants to place you in your own quarters, and a new wardrobe," Sesshoumaru paused as his hand rested on the doorknob, "I ask that you do not slaughter my servants, it is becoming harder to find good servants these days." He added.
He turned the knob, preparing to exit his chamber,
"Sesshoumaru!" Kagome called out, she had to know if it was him, could it be? Then if so, could Shippou, and possibly Inuyasha still live?
He froze, she'd recognized him, had been burning with need as he had, to know if he was smething from the past, something that was living proof that the past, had indeed happened. He hid his smile, without a word, without any given inclination, he left. Closing the door softly behind him.
Kagome's eyes were wide, she bit her lip, hard. Her eyebrows were arched in a mix of confused disbelief, a large smile cracked her lips. She burst out laughing, kicking her feet against the bed, the chains clattering noisily.
-Not bad for an end of chapter ne? I try. Well, I ended where I wanted too, ^.^ yay. *ahem* I started this at six, and now it's about nine thirty somethin....Probably the longest time I've spent on a single chapter. *shrugs* catch ya later.-
To Emily: On Lost Within, thanks for that review about the fates, in truth I never actually thought about why, but when I read it, I already had the plot of the story and the three fates reasons for pairing sess and kag together, thanx a bunch!
Also: I know I'm strange and all but you'll be seeing most of my 'fetishes' or whatever the fuck you call them in most if not all of my fics, I like blood, biting necks/shoulders and so on origins an such, cuddling, the necks on humans/youkai/whatever, and the sound of a heart beat. And leather, dominating/domination and submission type stuff, bondage, chains, dark shtuff and sadism(to an extent if not fully) And for some strange reason I like clocks, and there infernal ticking noises, don't ask me why, I just do.
Sidenote: Sesshoumaru and Naraku are more...mellowed out since the times when they were still rather young in Fuedal Japan, they'll still retain there darknesses and slightly sadistic ways...just that there...hmm...*godamnit what's the word?...* they're a bit more mature I guess that's what you'd call it...
As for Naraku, I suspected he is/was a hanyou, well he survived because he's a freak with freakish things...j/k, i've yet to think of something, maybe some sort of spring of immortality or something...*shrugs*
On Inuyasha, It's still undecided if i'm going to kill him or let him have his turn in the fic. Question, it's really been buggin me, whats AU stand for? I see it in the summaries all the time, it's really starting to annoy me.
a single Venle: about $700,000,000 us dollars...
a single Noer(nO eR): about 700,000 us dollars...
a single Xev(Z eV): about 7,000
Ruling Youkai
Chapter 5: A Veil of Mystery Lifted
"If that stupid hanyou were still around I'd kill him!" He screamed, slamming his fist into the ground repeatedly, falling onto his knee's weak with anger as he continued to beat the ground mercilessly.
He sighed impatiently, walking up to the tired and furious kitsune he touched a single finger to Shippou's temple. The young kitsune slumped onto the ground, dead in sleep.
Instantly three human slaves walked up and picked up the sleeping form of the prince, they bowed before the emperor,
"Take him to his room and give him a sleeping potion." He stated flatly, not even looking at the lowly servants.
"Yes Great Sesshoumaru-sama." They spoke in unison, taking Shippou into the castle.
The emperor sighed as he stared at the empty sakura tree; the soft pink petals falling to the ground. The sakura blossoms blew in the soft wind, falling softly like snow.
-
Walking down the halls with graceful ease he absently noted the many portraits of his family bloodline, dating back all the way to his seven times great grandsire, the Lord Maru-Tuiatha. On the opposite wall the lords mates portraits were lined down the long hallway.
In truth he cared not for the lot of them, keeping them around to remind him who he was, and what blood coursed through his veins. He glanced at his left hand, no stripes adorned the pale wrist, the pale, HUMAN wrist. He sighed as he continued on his way, there were a few reasons he'd chosen the human arm; for starters they did not rot so quickly, few of them actually looked beautiful enough for him to pass as having both arms, and so that when he finally found the tetsusaiga, he'd be able to wield it.
At one point, it had been embedded with a shikon shard similar to the one Naraku had lent him years ago, but the shard had disappeared long ago. Now the arm bore a fragment of the Obsidian jewel; the jewel itself was useless to youkai, but to mortals, it prolonged life. Simply meaning the arm would not rot for a great deal of time, for good, dependable, and beautiful arms were hard to come by these days.
Opening the door to his chamber he was rather surprised when he'd found one of the youkai concubines on his bed, chained to the four posts at each corner; forcing her to be on the flat of her back, spread eagle. 'This must be one of the new ones' he thought as he studied her rather voluptuous, and very nude figure. It was toned and muscled, but not overly so. Not like the usual concubines that were pampered there entire lives, and bred into perfect bodies.
Even he had to admit he was quite tempted to take her then and there, but he did not, if the bitch were to get pregnant, he would have to mate her. For it was becoming harder and harder for youkai female to become successfully pregnant, many questions had come up with this situation that threatened there lives. So to help the situation, if a male got a female pregnant, it meant that he could probably do it again, and again...and so on, so the law had been made, If you get a female pregnant you have to mate her.
This alone had kept him celibate for the last several decades. For all the concubines were simpering, airheaded bitches while the rich ones were snobbish, spoilt brats. You can imagine his predicament, him being the top of the food chain and all, the most handsome youkai alive title on top of that.
He took the keys off the counter and headed towards his bed, he was tired today, already having several dozen memories dredged up in the last hour could tire a person out. Sesshoumaru cocked his head to the side when he saw the concubine squirm rather unusually, as if she was trying to shield herself from him.
Concubines were not trained to be coy or shy, they were trained to be bold and aggressive. (And for good reason.)
He saw a thick black cloth tied around her mouth, she'd been gagged; his curiousity rose.
Moving to the side of the bed, he sat on the edge, studying her face in the dim lighting. His eyes grew wide, this was not a youkai, nor a concubine! She was Inuyasha's wench! Sesshoumaru's lip curled in disgust, he could not believe he'd just had even a moments thought about mating with her! A human miko no less! Ugh! With all this human filth walking around and breeding even more dirty little bastards it was no wonder he couldn't smell she was human!
'But...' he thought as his eyes scanned her thick black hair, 'She does smell good for a human,'
Her eyes were wide with embarassment and anger, he would have rolled his eyes, but being an emporer of the world and all...it did restrict ones own language and manor. He guessed that she wasn't going to shut up if he ungagged her, still nude, so he grabbed the silk sheets piled at the edge of the bed and pulled them up to her chin, properly covering her.
Reaching the human hand over to the gag he quickly pulled it out of her mouth to let it rest on her rather attractive and appetizing neck. He was more then prepared for a barage of the little bitch's mouth, she liked to use it a lot from what he remembered. But he could think of other things he'd like that mouth of hers to be busy with instead of just words.
"If you dare touch me with your disgusting body you sick fuck I swear I'll kill you." Kagome spoke calmly, her words icy cool, blue-green eyes shimmering with determination and hate.
How familiar that tone, and that look was to Sesshoumaru. 'She must have practiced that a few times...' he thought with a smirk.
"You are less than pleasing to the eye, lacking in certain areas, and are a human. I've no interest in rutting with the likes of you wench." Sesshoumaru stated coldly, he wondered if she would remember him.
How badly he wanted her to recognize him, he didn't know why, or when he'd picked up such a strange habit, to have things from his past, to have them recognize him, remember him; even be glad to see him. Maybe one just got soft after so many years, look at his own father; he'd gone and mated to a human. 'Ugh...' he hoped he never sunk that low.
Kagome was shocked at the youkai's behavior, he seemed to hold himself with a regal aire, somewhat polite in covering up her nudity. But rude! She was far from lacking! That she knew, she'd seen the countless lusty glares she'd got from youkai when she'd been topside.
The voice above all else was painfully familiar, she tried to recall what happened when she got up on stage, but all she could recall was a blurry brightness, a lot of shouting and then a great silence, and then nothing. She knew that voice, but it wasn't possible, couldn't be, youkai didn't live that long, did they? 'Then if that's...Then Shippou must be alive!' Kagome thought wildly, hope filling her stone encased heart.
She turned her eyes up to the youkai's, she couldn't see him in the shadows, he was just outside the candlelight. Damn him for that!
"Who are you?" Kagome demanded, her voice empty of emotion, though inside she was burning with curiousity.
"The ruler of the entire world," Sesshoumaru answered simply, he could tell she suspected something, and he was downright giddy that she still remembered those old times.
But there was one big thing that was making him question if it was truly Inuyasha's wench, how could she be alive when she'd been traveling with his hanyou of a brother?
"Your name baka!" Kagome snapped, she immediately clamped her mouth shut, she wasn't suppose to sound anctious damnit!
'Dance DAINTILY AROUND the subject, not to the point, you can't get shit from a youkai if you're direct Kag!' Kagome reprimanded herself harshly. She glanced up at the youkai, if she could see his face she've bet her right arm he was grinning like an idiot.
He schooled his expression, a ghost of his previous smile still haunting him, smacking it away he settled his gaze on the girl's very nice, kissable, light pink mouth.
"What is your name? I might be inclined to answer the same if you refrain from idle threats and bouts of screams," Sesshoumaru spoke absently.
Kagome's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, that voice, the attitude, the words, the posture, all of it! It was all so familiar, could it really be him? Could she risk speaking the name aloud and possibly incur the wrath of the Emporer? Kagome laughed in her minds eye, since when did she give a fuck about incurring anyone's wrath? Let alone a youkai's?
She had no worries, she could slaughter the youkai with the miko powers combined with the shikon no tama. The only reason youkai could no longer sense the tama was because it was back inside her, in her blood, it ran through her veins, it was pumped through her heart. The Shikon no Tama had became a part of her, Kagome did not know how of it, nor the why of it, she'd just accepted it and learned to harness it's power.
"Kagome Higuirashi, now tell me yours." Kagome said, then decided to act somewhat civil, "Please."
So her name was Kagome, it fit, he didn't know why, but it fit her appearance and nature. Though her similarities in appearance to that of Naraku's concubine, Kikyo were uncanny. But such was to be expected from that of a reincarnation. Sesshoumaru stood and headed for the door, suddenly not tired anymore, if anything his adreniline levels were reaching an all time high; oh he'd be running tonight, in his true form, under the full moon in all it's brilliant glory, his true form running through the dark forrests in search of formidable prey.
He stood from her side and walked towards the door.
"I will inform the servants to place you in your own quarters, and a new wardrobe," Sesshoumaru paused as his hand rested on the doorknob, "I ask that you do not slaughter my servants, it is becoming harder to find good servants these days." He added.
He turned the knob, preparing to exit his chamber,
"Sesshoumaru!" Kagome called out, she had to know if it was him, could it be? Then if so, could Shippou, and possibly Inuyasha still live?
He froze, she'd recognized him, had been burning with need as he had, to know if he was smething from the past, something that was living proof that the past, had indeed happened. He hid his smile, without a word, without any given inclination, he left. Closing the door softly behind him.
Kagome's eyes were wide, she bit her lip, hard. Her eyebrows were arched in a mix of confused disbelief, a large smile cracked her lips. She burst out laughing, kicking her feet against the bed, the chains clattering noisily.
-Not bad for an end of chapter ne? I try. Well, I ended where I wanted too, ^.^ yay. *ahem* I started this at six, and now it's about nine thirty somethin....Probably the longest time I've spent on a single chapter. *shrugs* catch ya later.-
