Well......... first off, I gotta say WOW! I mean, this is great! It's my first fan fic, so if you review it, please don't be TOO harsh. Hope you likey!
*WARNING* this story may have one of the main characters die, so when I get to that point, don't hate me! It'll probably be a one-time-only thing.
Well, enjoy, and PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, help me find the ever-elusive cream filling! TTFN!
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Chapter 1: The Captured
Her head felt like it was practically splitting. She tried to open her eyes, but all she saw was darkness. She might as well have been staring at the back of her eyelids, for all the good it did her. Reaching a hand up to remove what was covering her eyes, Kagome found that something was also restricting her arms from moving; not to mention the fact that even trying to move them was a bad idea in the first place. As soon as had had even thought of moving them, she saw starbursts on the back of her now closed eyelids.
"Where am I?" Kagome wondered to herself out loud, more out of worry than out of curiosity. "Inu-Yasha? Is this some kind of cruel joke? 'Cause it's not funny! You better untie me! NOW Inu-yasha!"
"Well," started a very familiar voice, "wench, firstly, Inu-Yasha is NOT here, and secondly, to answer your earlier asked question, you are in the eastern territory. MY territory."
At the sound of the voice, her heart had skipped a beat and then started up again at double-time. She jerked her head towards the direction of where the voice had come from, a bad idea considering her headache, it took all of her self-control to not cry out in pain or cry out. One wrong move or badly placed word in his presence could cost you your life.
"Sesshoumaru!" a barely audible whisper escaped the lips of the captive. Although barely audible to human ears, it was loud and clear to the captor's demon ears.
"Sesshoumaru-sama," he growled. "You will address me as Lord Sesshoumaru or Sesshoumaru-sama, as is acceptable for those of your station."
"And, what exactly is my station, Sesshoumaru-sama?" she asked sarcastically, his name, she spat out as though it was poison just to say.
"It would be very wise for you to either hold your tongue or watch your tone and attitude when you are speaking to me, wench," he informed her. "You are not, it seems, in any position to speak to me in that manner, nor order me around, if that's what you are thinking... seeing as how you cannot defend yourself, or see for that matter."
"Humph! You are a total coward, you know that? Tying me up and blindfolding me? On top of that, you're probably planning to murder me when I'm defenseless! You've really sunk low, this time, FLUFFY!" Kagome was positively fuming, now, felt as if she could rant and rave for hours, even days, on end.
He smirked. "Even if you weren't tied up and blindfolded, you wouldn't be able to defend yourself," this woman is so hotheaded, has no control over her emotions. What does that idiot of a half-brother of mine see in her?
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Yes, it is."
"Your arm is broken, you do not know where your bow and arrows are, you got hit in the head and have a gaping wound on your forehead. You are blindfolded so that you would not see where we were going. Your arms are tied down so that you do not inadvertently cause yourself more injury in your attempt to escape, which, I knew, would enter your mind at one point or another on our journey."
"Why am I here, then? Where's Inu-Yasha?" she demanded. Geez, could he really get under her skin fast. This had to be a new record. Even Inu-Yasha hadn't been able accomplish that feat in such a short amount of time.
"You're my prisoner. I decided that you are probably worth more to my half-wit half-brother alive that you would be if you were dead. Promising herself that she wouldn't give him the satisfaction killing Inu-Yasha when he came to her rescue, she silently prayed for a way to warn him of the danger, to warn him not to come. "At least let me see, since we're not going anywhere! You - You bone-headed jerk!" she yelled at him. Who did he think he was, anyway? "You're gonna be so sorry when Inu-Yasha comes to save me!"
"I'm planning on it," he told her as he removed the blindfold.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, that I captured you in the hopes that my oaf of a brother would come to rescue his priestess. At least when you are alive, I can use you and your terrified shrieking to goad him into his attacking me and meeting his death head-on, instead of cowering like puppy in the shadows, afraid of everything that it doesn't understand, or want to understand."
She was looking around now. Apparently, Sesshoumaru was done talking. The trees were massive in this forest, dark, looming. She could almost see angry faces etched into the bark, could almost hear the furious cries, angry of her intruding upon their ancient and palpable silence. There were no birds twittering in the trees. If anything, it seemed out of place. No breeze blew, for that also seemed wrong. The ground was cold and hard, although it was the middle of summer, and there was a blazing fire only a few feet away from where she now sat. Or, maybe, that's why this place felt so menacing? Was it because they were using the age-old limbs of the tree for firewood? Kagome couldn't supress the shudder that ran down her spine. Was all of the Eastern Territory like this?
"No, it isn't," Sesshoumaru said, breaking the sience and answering her unspoken question at the same time. "This is the oldest part of my terrritory. These trees have been as tall, wide, as manacing when the other trees in my forest were only saplings."
"But why are WE here?" she asked. No answer, but she could feel the presence of a Shikon Shard coming ever closer. It wasn't Inu-Yasha, she was sure of that, although he had been carrying a few shards of the jewel, himself, the last time she had seen him. No, it definitely wasn't him. If Inu-Yasha were coming, he wouldn't be moving so fast. He'd have Shippo, Sango, and Miroku with him. "Uh...... Um...... Sesshoumaru-sama?"
*WARNING* this story may have one of the main characters die, so when I get to that point, don't hate me! It'll probably be a one-time-only thing.
Well, enjoy, and PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, help me find the ever-elusive cream filling! TTFN!
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Chapter 1: The Captured
Her head felt like it was practically splitting. She tried to open her eyes, but all she saw was darkness. She might as well have been staring at the back of her eyelids, for all the good it did her. Reaching a hand up to remove what was covering her eyes, Kagome found that something was also restricting her arms from moving; not to mention the fact that even trying to move them was a bad idea in the first place. As soon as had had even thought of moving them, she saw starbursts on the back of her now closed eyelids.
"Where am I?" Kagome wondered to herself out loud, more out of worry than out of curiosity. "Inu-Yasha? Is this some kind of cruel joke? 'Cause it's not funny! You better untie me! NOW Inu-yasha!"
"Well," started a very familiar voice, "wench, firstly, Inu-Yasha is NOT here, and secondly, to answer your earlier asked question, you are in the eastern territory. MY territory."
At the sound of the voice, her heart had skipped a beat and then started up again at double-time. She jerked her head towards the direction of where the voice had come from, a bad idea considering her headache, it took all of her self-control to not cry out in pain or cry out. One wrong move or badly placed word in his presence could cost you your life.
"Sesshoumaru!" a barely audible whisper escaped the lips of the captive. Although barely audible to human ears, it was loud and clear to the captor's demon ears.
"Sesshoumaru-sama," he growled. "You will address me as Lord Sesshoumaru or Sesshoumaru-sama, as is acceptable for those of your station."
"And, what exactly is my station, Sesshoumaru-sama?" she asked sarcastically, his name, she spat out as though it was poison just to say.
"It would be very wise for you to either hold your tongue or watch your tone and attitude when you are speaking to me, wench," he informed her. "You are not, it seems, in any position to speak to me in that manner, nor order me around, if that's what you are thinking... seeing as how you cannot defend yourself, or see for that matter."
"Humph! You are a total coward, you know that? Tying me up and blindfolding me? On top of that, you're probably planning to murder me when I'm defenseless! You've really sunk low, this time, FLUFFY!" Kagome was positively fuming, now, felt as if she could rant and rave for hours, even days, on end.
He smirked. "Even if you weren't tied up and blindfolded, you wouldn't be able to defend yourself," this woman is so hotheaded, has no control over her emotions. What does that idiot of a half-brother of mine see in her?
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Yes, it is."
"Your arm is broken, you do not know where your bow and arrows are, you got hit in the head and have a gaping wound on your forehead. You are blindfolded so that you would not see where we were going. Your arms are tied down so that you do not inadvertently cause yourself more injury in your attempt to escape, which, I knew, would enter your mind at one point or another on our journey."
"Why am I here, then? Where's Inu-Yasha?" she demanded. Geez, could he really get under her skin fast. This had to be a new record. Even Inu-Yasha hadn't been able accomplish that feat in such a short amount of time.
"You're my prisoner. I decided that you are probably worth more to my half-wit half-brother alive that you would be if you were dead. Promising herself that she wouldn't give him the satisfaction killing Inu-Yasha when he came to her rescue, she silently prayed for a way to warn him of the danger, to warn him not to come. "At least let me see, since we're not going anywhere! You - You bone-headed jerk!" she yelled at him. Who did he think he was, anyway? "You're gonna be so sorry when Inu-Yasha comes to save me!"
"I'm planning on it," he told her as he removed the blindfold.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, that I captured you in the hopes that my oaf of a brother would come to rescue his priestess. At least when you are alive, I can use you and your terrified shrieking to goad him into his attacking me and meeting his death head-on, instead of cowering like puppy in the shadows, afraid of everything that it doesn't understand, or want to understand."
She was looking around now. Apparently, Sesshoumaru was done talking. The trees were massive in this forest, dark, looming. She could almost see angry faces etched into the bark, could almost hear the furious cries, angry of her intruding upon their ancient and palpable silence. There were no birds twittering in the trees. If anything, it seemed out of place. No breeze blew, for that also seemed wrong. The ground was cold and hard, although it was the middle of summer, and there was a blazing fire only a few feet away from where she now sat. Or, maybe, that's why this place felt so menacing? Was it because they were using the age-old limbs of the tree for firewood? Kagome couldn't supress the shudder that ran down her spine. Was all of the Eastern Territory like this?
"No, it isn't," Sesshoumaru said, breaking the sience and answering her unspoken question at the same time. "This is the oldest part of my terrritory. These trees have been as tall, wide, as manacing when the other trees in my forest were only saplings."
"But why are WE here?" she asked. No answer, but she could feel the presence of a Shikon Shard coming ever closer. It wasn't Inu-Yasha, she was sure of that, although he had been carrying a few shards of the jewel, himself, the last time she had seen him. No, it definitely wasn't him. If Inu-Yasha were coming, he wouldn't be moving so fast. He'd have Shippo, Sango, and Miroku with him. "Uh...... Um...... Sesshoumaru-sama?"