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(:A.N:) Well I got a total of one reviews for chapter twenty nine lol. Oh well, and thanks for Howler-the-halfwolf- demon for reviewing it! (Seesh, what a long name! lol) Anyways, here's chapter thirty! Wow, thirty already! I'm happy! Bai baiiii!
Haunting Me in Dreams
Chapter Thirty : Caged
By : Feng Shui Goddess
I huddled in the corner of my cold dark cell, shivering. I was cold, and I was in a great amount of pain. I could feel the poison in my body intoxicating my body. Oh, what a dreadful feeling it was, making you gag and your stomach churn. I was so angry, so very angry. I was a being held captive by my own father, and forced to suffer by my own family. What a sick, sick world this was, yes indeed. I looked up at the stone ceiling that was dripping water from a crack in the corner. Drip... Drip... Drip... Over and over again, driving me mad. I wanted to scream, I wanted to yell and to grab my father by his neck, ringing out every ounce of oxygen in his body. But yet, here I was, laying crippled in the corner behind barred doors. I couldin't even muster the strength to stand on my own two feet, let alone attack the most powerful demon in the Western lands, my father. 'Inu Yasha, how could you of let your guard down? How could you let them steal the Shikon no Tama from you? You're such a fool!' I screamed to myself, mentally slapping myself. I let out a small growl, furious at every living thing. I heard someone approaching slowly, so I sat up, not wanting to seem as weak as I really was. It was Sessho Maru, adorned in his usual expressionless mask. He let his lips curl up in a small smile, as he grabbed one of the bars holding me from the outside world. "Oh, Inu Yasha. What a shame, what a shame to see you here. If you would have just given me the jewel, you wouldin't be here, dying from poison," he said, over dramatically. "Oh, do spare me, brother. I'm in no mood to be pitied by the likes of you." He laughed, "By the likes of me? It seems as if you are suggesting that you are of a greater and higher status than I. If that is what you are indicating, then let me assure you that you are wrong, very, very wrong." He snorted, "In any case, I came here to retrieve you. Father says that it is best to get you some food, and you should bathe. After all, yoy smell horribly of blood and sweat." He opened up the barred door with a small key, and opened it. I slowly got up, trying to focus my vision. I felt myself falling, and grabbed onto the wall to keep my balance. Sessho Maru looked annoyed and grabbed my arm, pulling me out of my cell and down a long hallway.
"Really, Inu Yasha, you're such a nusence, making me escort you down the hall like this," he said, arrogantly. "Oi, I didn't ask you to, bastard," I growled. "Shut up, Inu Yasha. Don't you dare insult me." He grabbed my arm so hard that his claws sunk into my skin, making me wince. I wanted to pull away from his grasp, but I knew I couldin't. I couldin't walk on my own, either, for the poison made me so weak and dizzy. "What the hell do you want with me?" I asked slowly. "To see you suffer, of course. There's no need for hanyo in this world," he laughed, squeezing my arm tighter and dragging me faster. I let out a small whimper as my eyes began to flutter shut. "You best not faint, dear brother. You never know what we could do to you while you sleep," he said, smiling. I growled, and continued through the seemingly endless pathways in the house. We finally entered a large, abuntantly furnished room. Light shone brightly from the windows which were covered with light drapes. Setsuko and my father were sitting next to each other at a low table, eating food and talking. "Father," Sessho Maru said formally, "I've brought Inu Yasha as you requested." My father sipped soup from a bowl, "I see, thank you my son." Father stood up and walked near me, "Aa, Inu Yasha. How nice it is to see you. Thank you for retrieving the Shikon no Tama for me, I greatly appreciate it." I growled, angered by my father's words. "Bastard..." I mumbled under my breath. "What was that? An insult? How daring of you," my father yelled, slapping me across the face. I allowed myself to fall to the ground, not being able to take much more pain before I would faint. Setsuko laughed a loud repititive annoying laugh, "Stupid hanyo." My father walked over to the table that he was sitting at before I entered the room, and scooped some rice into a wooden bowl, grabbing some chop sticks from the center of the table. He shoved the food in my face. "Eat it, it's all you'll be getting for a while," he growled. I took the bowl and ate the cold rice he had offered me. After I finished, I was still hungry but didn't dare ask him for any more food.
After I had cleaned every grain of rice out of the bowl, my father led me to a large room with a big bath in the middle. Steam rose off the surface of the water, and the room was foggy with heat. He handed me a few towels and ordered me to take a bath. "Don't you dare try to leave this room, boy, for you haven't the strength to escape," he warned, staring at me with ice cold eyes. I nodded, "I understand." After he left the room and shut the door I slowly removed my kimono. I noticed all the gashes and wounds on my arms and chest, and all the dried blood that covered my body. I slowly entered the water, my body burning like hell at the touch of the steaming water. The water touching my open wounds made me feel like a thousand knives were stabbing into my body all at once. It took me a few minuted to get used to the temperature of the water, but after I did I sank into the bath, feeling relaxed. I leaned my head back on the cold tile, the cold feeling nice on my hot skin. I yawned, stretching my arms high above my head. I was exhausted and weak due to the poison in my body. I waded through the water over to where there was soap and clothes to wash myself with. I lathered up a cloth with the soap and washed my body, trying my best to clean my wounds and the dry blood from my skin. I rinsed the soap off my skin and slowly got out of the bath water somewhat hesitantly. I dried myself off with a towel and rang out my long hair. I found the kimono that my father had wanted me to wear, and put it on. It was solid black and I didn't like it very much, but I didn't want to anger my father any more by not doing what he requested. I knew that I couldin't stand to take another blow from him, or I would pass out because of the pain. I walked out of the bath room and found my father sitting in a nearby room. "You've finished, it took you long enough. Now you will go to sleep, in the room next to Sessho Maru's," he said. I nodded, too tired to say anything. He lead my up a flight of stairs to a large room with a futon and other furnishings. "Sleep here," he said simply as he walked out of the room. I examined my surroundings : a small futon was laid out in the corner, with a small dresser near it. A low desk was in the other corner, with a small chair pushed under it. A few scrolls hung from the walls, old tapestries of some sort. A bookshelf filled with old books laid against the wall, suggesting that the room was a study of some sort. I sighed, and slowly made myself over to the futon, collapsing on top if it. I had no clue what was going to happen to me now, behing held captive by my father. Maybe it wouldin't be so bad, though. I wouldin't be alone and would have a place to sleep. 'No way will you stay here, Inu Yasha. You're gonna kill Father and get the hell outta here.' I yawned, and drifted off to sleep almost immediately.
(:A.N:) That's it for chapter thirty! God, I am sooo tired. I spent all day trying on dresses for this prom thingy at my school that my friends want me to go to. I don't own any dresses, so I have to get one (God help me). I'm not the dress up type, not at all lol. Oh, well, it's not 'till May so I have a while to find something! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and PLEASE REVIEW! REVIEWWWWW AND I'LL UPDATE SOONERRRR!
(:A.N:) Well I got a total of one reviews for chapter twenty nine lol. Oh well, and thanks for Howler-the-halfwolf- demon for reviewing it! (Seesh, what a long name! lol) Anyways, here's chapter thirty! Wow, thirty already! I'm happy! Bai baiiii!
Haunting Me in Dreams
Chapter Thirty : Caged
By : Feng Shui Goddess
I huddled in the corner of my cold dark cell, shivering. I was cold, and I was in a great amount of pain. I could feel the poison in my body intoxicating my body. Oh, what a dreadful feeling it was, making you gag and your stomach churn. I was so angry, so very angry. I was a being held captive by my own father, and forced to suffer by my own family. What a sick, sick world this was, yes indeed. I looked up at the stone ceiling that was dripping water from a crack in the corner. Drip... Drip... Drip... Over and over again, driving me mad. I wanted to scream, I wanted to yell and to grab my father by his neck, ringing out every ounce of oxygen in his body. But yet, here I was, laying crippled in the corner behind barred doors. I couldin't even muster the strength to stand on my own two feet, let alone attack the most powerful demon in the Western lands, my father. 'Inu Yasha, how could you of let your guard down? How could you let them steal the Shikon no Tama from you? You're such a fool!' I screamed to myself, mentally slapping myself. I let out a small growl, furious at every living thing. I heard someone approaching slowly, so I sat up, not wanting to seem as weak as I really was. It was Sessho Maru, adorned in his usual expressionless mask. He let his lips curl up in a small smile, as he grabbed one of the bars holding me from the outside world. "Oh, Inu Yasha. What a shame, what a shame to see you here. If you would have just given me the jewel, you wouldin't be here, dying from poison," he said, over dramatically. "Oh, do spare me, brother. I'm in no mood to be pitied by the likes of you." He laughed, "By the likes of me? It seems as if you are suggesting that you are of a greater and higher status than I. If that is what you are indicating, then let me assure you that you are wrong, very, very wrong." He snorted, "In any case, I came here to retrieve you. Father says that it is best to get you some food, and you should bathe. After all, yoy smell horribly of blood and sweat." He opened up the barred door with a small key, and opened it. I slowly got up, trying to focus my vision. I felt myself falling, and grabbed onto the wall to keep my balance. Sessho Maru looked annoyed and grabbed my arm, pulling me out of my cell and down a long hallway.
"Really, Inu Yasha, you're such a nusence, making me escort you down the hall like this," he said, arrogantly. "Oi, I didn't ask you to, bastard," I growled. "Shut up, Inu Yasha. Don't you dare insult me." He grabbed my arm so hard that his claws sunk into my skin, making me wince. I wanted to pull away from his grasp, but I knew I couldin't. I couldin't walk on my own, either, for the poison made me so weak and dizzy. "What the hell do you want with me?" I asked slowly. "To see you suffer, of course. There's no need for hanyo in this world," he laughed, squeezing my arm tighter and dragging me faster. I let out a small whimper as my eyes began to flutter shut. "You best not faint, dear brother. You never know what we could do to you while you sleep," he said, smiling. I growled, and continued through the seemingly endless pathways in the house. We finally entered a large, abuntantly furnished room. Light shone brightly from the windows which were covered with light drapes. Setsuko and my father were sitting next to each other at a low table, eating food and talking. "Father," Sessho Maru said formally, "I've brought Inu Yasha as you requested." My father sipped soup from a bowl, "I see, thank you my son." Father stood up and walked near me, "Aa, Inu Yasha. How nice it is to see you. Thank you for retrieving the Shikon no Tama for me, I greatly appreciate it." I growled, angered by my father's words. "Bastard..." I mumbled under my breath. "What was that? An insult? How daring of you," my father yelled, slapping me across the face. I allowed myself to fall to the ground, not being able to take much more pain before I would faint. Setsuko laughed a loud repititive annoying laugh, "Stupid hanyo." My father walked over to the table that he was sitting at before I entered the room, and scooped some rice into a wooden bowl, grabbing some chop sticks from the center of the table. He shoved the food in my face. "Eat it, it's all you'll be getting for a while," he growled. I took the bowl and ate the cold rice he had offered me. After I finished, I was still hungry but didn't dare ask him for any more food.
After I had cleaned every grain of rice out of the bowl, my father led me to a large room with a big bath in the middle. Steam rose off the surface of the water, and the room was foggy with heat. He handed me a few towels and ordered me to take a bath. "Don't you dare try to leave this room, boy, for you haven't the strength to escape," he warned, staring at me with ice cold eyes. I nodded, "I understand." After he left the room and shut the door I slowly removed my kimono. I noticed all the gashes and wounds on my arms and chest, and all the dried blood that covered my body. I slowly entered the water, my body burning like hell at the touch of the steaming water. The water touching my open wounds made me feel like a thousand knives were stabbing into my body all at once. It took me a few minuted to get used to the temperature of the water, but after I did I sank into the bath, feeling relaxed. I leaned my head back on the cold tile, the cold feeling nice on my hot skin. I yawned, stretching my arms high above my head. I was exhausted and weak due to the poison in my body. I waded through the water over to where there was soap and clothes to wash myself with. I lathered up a cloth with the soap and washed my body, trying my best to clean my wounds and the dry blood from my skin. I rinsed the soap off my skin and slowly got out of the bath water somewhat hesitantly. I dried myself off with a towel and rang out my long hair. I found the kimono that my father had wanted me to wear, and put it on. It was solid black and I didn't like it very much, but I didn't want to anger my father any more by not doing what he requested. I knew that I couldin't stand to take another blow from him, or I would pass out because of the pain. I walked out of the bath room and found my father sitting in a nearby room. "You've finished, it took you long enough. Now you will go to sleep, in the room next to Sessho Maru's," he said. I nodded, too tired to say anything. He lead my up a flight of stairs to a large room with a futon and other furnishings. "Sleep here," he said simply as he walked out of the room. I examined my surroundings : a small futon was laid out in the corner, with a small dresser near it. A low desk was in the other corner, with a small chair pushed under it. A few scrolls hung from the walls, old tapestries of some sort. A bookshelf filled with old books laid against the wall, suggesting that the room was a study of some sort. I sighed, and slowly made myself over to the futon, collapsing on top if it. I had no clue what was going to happen to me now, behing held captive by my father. Maybe it wouldin't be so bad, though. I wouldin't be alone and would have a place to sleep. 'No way will you stay here, Inu Yasha. You're gonna kill Father and get the hell outta here.' I yawned, and drifted off to sleep almost immediately.
(:A.N:) That's it for chapter thirty! God, I am sooo tired. I spent all day trying on dresses for this prom thingy at my school that my friends want me to go to. I don't own any dresses, so I have to get one (God help me). I'm not the dress up type, not at all lol. Oh, well, it's not 'till May so I have a while to find something! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and PLEASE REVIEW! REVIEWWWWW AND I'LL UPDATE SOONERRRR!