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Bloodbunny, there's no lemon, but there's some sour action in this chappie. we had to put his fangs to good use, after all. Storymind, thank you! And I like the creepy Jakotsu. Keimiko: there will be many, many make out scenes with our leading man. And our supporting actor. We can guarantee it! Disturbing hilarious, Fallout1? That's all Emmie. (I'm the PoF: what else do you expect me to write?) Jobie: Oh! We even got a baited breath! *claps* We've many tricks up our sleeves and can't wait to spring them, so of course we'll update! Again, maria, Jakotsu is all Emmie. I think the only thing I did to his character was make him a demon, because I thought that's what he was. *shrugs* Funny how our plot twists usually come up. AyumiH: we'd be more than honored to have you recommend us to people! We love reviews, as it means that somebody is reading our fic and telling us they like it! Demon Kitty, if you want to know about people in our story, try this wicked ass site that Emmie found: That's what taught me everything I know to write the fic! ^_^ As usual, thanks for the reviews! Feel free to drop us a review at the end of chapter 5, it's that there button that says 'Go'! (But clever people, I bet you already knew that!) And I swear we'll fix all the spelling mistakes eventually. ^_^;;
Kagome stood close to the desk, with the washing basin near by. Her nightgown torn to the knees, she used the cut off shred of it as a towel. Dunking it in the water bowl, ringing it out then passing it over her flesh. If she could not bathe properly, that did not mean she would remain filthy either. Hooking up her long hair atop her head in a loose turned up ponytail, Kagome passed the cleansing fabric over her neck and shoulders. Ringing it out again in the water basin, Kagome heard a noise and dropped it in, water splattering onto her hand. Kagome swerved around with arrow poised in her bow to shoot and because of her wet hands and nerves, when the door opened she accidentally knocked an arrow.
He stared at the arrow. It was so close the feathers touched his nose. He pulled the arrow out the wall and walked into his room, his eyes not leaving Kagome's body until he locked the door, and even then his eyes went right back to her. Jakotsu's words were shoved to the back of his mind. He didn't want to think about that stuff right now. "I sincerely hope that was an accident."
Kagome bleached for a moment. "I was about to apologize, but then I remembered, it's only you." Kagome muttered and turned away hiding her relief that in fact it WAS him. Putting down the bow and lowering the arrow she had already gathered up between her fingers, Kagome looked intently at the bowl and then wrung the cloth out again. "So, back so soon?" Kagome asked feeling quite embarrassed about "bathing" with him now in the room. Which was silly of course seeing as she had offered him her body just a short time ago... But still. Placing her foot on a stool, Kagome passed the cloth over her flesh, then repeated to do the same with her other leg.
"Where did you go to anyway?" Kagome asked in a bored tone. She couldn't stand being in the room with someone and having an awkward silence hang between. "Hey!" Kagome said swirling around and adjusting the strap of her dress over her shoulder. "I almost shot you, does this mean I get to 'walk the plank'?" Kagome asked capturing on, only a second later how not funny that was.
"Do you have a death wish or something?" he demanded, throwing the kimono on the bed. He crossed the room and dipped the edge of his jacket in the water. Ringing it out, he gently took her chin and brought her face close to his. He began to wipe at her hair, only an inch or two away from her temple, and a fatal blow. There wasn't a lot of blood, but the last thing he needed was her accusing him that he was constantly knocking her out when she realized she had bled from a tiny cut on her head.
Jumping back already in a fighting stance, Kagome stared at him in shock. "What do you think you are doing?" Kagome asked raising her fingers to touch her head... And wince. Looking at her fingertips, Kagome saw a dark red liquid there and glared up at him. "What the hell?" She yelled and tossed the wet rag at him. Placing her fingers to her temple, Kagome felt it gingerly. "When-" Remembering the look in his eyes and the hilt of his sword filling her vision. "You bastard!"
Inuyasha put the cloth back in the basin. "What?" he asked innocently. "I gave you the choice. Come with me willingly, or be knocked out. In case you don't remember, your response was 'never' and then you bit me." But he just stood there, letting Kagome rant and swear at him.
Sooner or later, he'd break Kagome. He enjoyed fighting with her, but eventually he'd make her understand exactly what her position was. She was a captive, after all. Eventually she'd come to learn, as Kouga had so bluntly put it, when to speak. Until then, he didn't mind her at all. Her mood swings kept him on his toes. And, oddly, some part of him rationalized that she didn't want to hurt him. At least, not now that she was on the pirate ship. If they were on land, in a human city, that would be a completely different matter. If she did really want to hurt him, she would have charged the cloth with energy.
Kagome stood there panting and then just threw her hands up into the air and let out a frustrated growl. Looking around the room for something, anything to throw at him, Kagome noticed the red silk on the bed for the first time and turned a suspicious glare upon him. "What's that?"
"That would be a kimono," he answered. "I got it from...." He stopped, figuring that Kagome probably didn't need to hear that it came from a cross dressing demon. "Nevermind."
Kagome arched her brow at him and watching him wearily. He wouldn't steal it from a woman... At least she didn't think so, and it looked too well kept to be from one of the captives. So they must've had it somewhere onboard. Looking down at her own blood stained and filthy nightgown, Kagome was more then eager to put on the kimono. But then a thought struck her as her fingers passed over the silky fabric. "Is it...?" Kagome asked softly and nibbled on her lower lip. How was she to know this wasn't a gift for someone? A friend perhaps. Kouga had said something about him not getting any, but nothing about a female friend or relative, though he didn't say anything either. Kagome wondering why she had all these conflicting thoughts in her head turned to look at him. "Is it for me?"
Surprise flashed across his face. "Well, I sure has hell don't cross dress, so who else would it be for?"
"Well..." Kagome stammered then shrugged and picked the dress up looking at it admiringly. "Turn around!" She said a little too giddily.
Without a word of complaint, he did as she asked, rolling a little on the balls of his feet and waiting for her to finish. After a moment, he almost nervously asked, "So? Does it fit?"
On second thought, Kagome looked around the room. "This won't do. Would you either leave or. I mean." Kagome then breathed. She was a captive, she was being given more rights then any prisoner upon this boat, she should not complain. Steeling her will and reminding herself once more not to be ashamed, a body of flesh is the gods creation and since she had already offered it to him. Kagome swallowed.
They still had a bargain. Turning her around, so that his back was facing his. Kagome carefully lowered the straps of the nightgown from her shoulders, then stepped out of the pool of fabric that collected around her bare feet. Kicking it to the side, Kagome quickly draped and clothed herself within the red kimono. Standing there looking down at how it fell over her body, smiling softly Kagome swallowed nervously and turned on her bare feet to look shyly at Inuyasha. Finally feeling feminine once again, Kagome tried to tidy her hair but with the lack of a mirror it was hard to do. Licking her lips, Kagome remembered the dress on the floor and quickly picked it up, bunching it into a ball in front of her. "I think it fits." She whispered in a voice that she hardly recognized to be as her own it was so thin and light.
Turning around, his jaw fell open before he could lock it in place. He closed it quickly and licked his dry lips. Compared to the gay demon, Kagome looked spectacular in it. The colour made her hair seem as dark as sleep, her skin as soft as silk and her eyes turned suddenly warm. He especially liked the way her cheeks began to match the colour of the kimono. True, it was a little big here, and a little tight there, but he had never seen her look more becoming.
He was suddenly very jealous that other people might get to see her in it. Inuyasha nodded an agreement. "But it looks good on you."
Kagome smiled brightly, the type of smile only a woman complimented could come up with. "Thank you." She said softly, then looked at him nervously, balling her nightgown in her hands some more. "Are the fixings to your robe alright?" Kagome asked then allowed the Priestess side to get the better of her. Placing the nightgown down on the floor, she approached him and tenderly touched his shoulder. "And the wounds?"
"They're fine," he almost proudly answered. Instinctually, he pulled at his white shirt, pulling it over his shoulder so that she could see for himself, revealing smooth, sleek skin without any sign of the previous wounds, although he hadn't yet cleaned off his shirt. His eyes stared, and if Kagome thought that his gaze held the suggestion of pride for her marksmanship, she would be correct.
Kagome looked up at him and made a face. "What's that odd look for?" Kagome demanded to know.
"What odd look?" he inquired, blinking his long lashed eyes once. He let go of his shirt, hands falling to his sides.
"The one you are giving me..." Kagome said beginning to feel uncomfortable under his gaze. "Alright, enough, stop looking at me, your face will freeze like that, then I really would understand why the other demons run away from you." Kagome muttered and stepped back, just to trip over her kimono.
Reaching out and catching her as she fell, he pulled her against his chest, holding her safely as the ship continued to sway back and forth, ceaselessly moving onward. His breath caught in his throat when he felt her against him. "Your really are stupid," he mumbled in his low voice. His mouth began to smile, as if laughing at her. "You can't even walk straight. I guess the kimono's a bit too long." He barely paid attention to his words, wondering what she'd do if he took the initiative and kissed her this time.
When he had caught her, she did the instinctive thing. She caught fistfuls of his robe, and now she clenched them tighter as anger and annoyance for being so clumsy and having his words flung in her face built up in her. "I can walk perfectly fine, but I am not use to the swaying of the ocean." Kagome muttered then looked down at the kimono before looking back up at him. "My apologies for not being taller." She replied sarcastically, though not as harshly as she would have liked, the loose strands of silver hair that caught onto hers gaining her attention.
"I like you this height," he mumbled. Inuyasha shook his head, clearing it of wandering thoughts to focus. He placed his forefinger under her chin, until she was looking at him. Inuyasha was still unsure about what exactly their agreement was about, all he knew was that he had to protect her, which he had no problem with. But when he thought about how willing she had been to reveal herself to him, he wondered if it was because she thought all he was concerned about was sex, or if, somehow, she'd actually wanted him to take advantage of her.
Taking a deep breath, his eyes unusually dark, he balled up enough courage to speak. "If I kissed you right now, would you hate me for it?" he asked softly, his lips parted as he thought about his nice her lips had felt under his.
The room felt darker and the air felt thicker, her breathing became shallower even as she tried to make them deeper. And then she heard her voice out of no where, like the audience watching a play, Kagome felt her own body react to his words by wrapping her arms about his neck and her voice whispering softly, "I would if you didn't..." What had possessed her? A small fleck of self wondered within her. And then another speck spoke up, 'why would he even care if she hated him? He was a pirate!' And. Kagome was surprised to find herself uncaring of that fact.
"Good," he said before leaning down and kissed her. His lips were gentle over hers, even as his arms slid down from her shoulder and chin to wrap around her waist, his large hands settling on the small of her back. Kagome's lips were so warm. His kisses were as soft as feathers, but his arms were iron hard. He was terrified that she would run away, but he couldn't help himself. Now that he'd tasted part of her, he wanted the rest. This time his mouth lingered on Kagome's, his tongue touching her bottom lip as he pulled away from her.
When his mouth pulled away, Kagome actually let out a soft sound of protest, instinctively seeking out his own again. Fluttering her eyes open ever so slightly, Kagome stared at him from under long thick dark lashes. A shiver ran up her spine causing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end, when she felt his own breath mingle with her own and play over her skin. His breath was clean, amazingly enough. She never expected that from a pirate, let alone a demon. For some reason, that little flutter of information caused her lips to twitch into a smile. One hand running up the nape of his head, through his long flowing hair, while the other lingered down his chest, Kagome paused suddenly above his heart and her eyes seemed to gain a certain amount of clarity that the lust she felt had managed to hide like glamour.
The beat of her own heart loud in her ears, Kagome took another step forward, not that there was room too, she just pressed herself closer to him. "What type of a demon are you?" She whispered forcibly. 'What kind of a demon are you to make me feel this way and forget my place?' She wondered then leaned up, her lips almost touching his. "What is this spell you cast?" She asked and added to herself, 'because as odd as it is, I do not mind it. too much.'
"I'm not the one casting the spell," he growled. His tone was completely different, and it was more of a playful sound than something born from anger. One of his hands slid up her back to toy with the edges of her black hair, lacing it around his fingers. "You are."
His head came down to kiss her again, and his mind felt like it was overflowing with information. The feeling of her lips, her taste, her scent, even the way her fingers ran through his hair. It felt almost as if she enjoyed touching him as much as he enjoyed kissing him. The sound of her protest still fresh in his mind, his lips began to slowly move away from her neck. He nudged at her chin with his lips, his teeth nipping at her suggestively, almost as if asking permission to kiss her lower.
Kagome tilted back her head, letting Inuyasha move his kisses down her neck. Her whole body felt like his arms were supporting her. As nice as it was feeling his hot breath on her throat, she suddenly became aware of how dangerous that was. She was exposing herself to him.
Unaware of the conflicting feelings in Kagome, all Inuyasha could think about was the woman he held in his arms. He almost wished that she was still wearing her flimsy nightgown, as it left more flesh open for his wandering mouth. With his powerful strength, he pulled her over to the bed, and he sat on it, drawing Kagome with him.
Pulled onto his lap, Kagome balanced herself on her haunches, legs on either side of his thighs straddling him. Unable to catch her breath and maybe despite it, Kagome also couldn't seem to get enough of his kisses. Bracing her hands on his shoulders, Kagome snuggled closer and feeling now safer then she had before, for now she was in the dominating position. Kagome flung her hair over her shoulder, covering her exposed neck where his lips had trailed. Lowering her mouth to his, she spread feather light kisses there and then stopped. Leaning back and swallowing, Kagome watched him and stared into his amber eyes that now looked more golden then they had before.
Capturing her bottom lip between her teeth, Kagome lowered her face to kiss him again. This time though she took it slow and soft, a kiss on the side of the mouth. One on the center and the third she passed the very tip of the tip of her tongue over his lips and backed away where his mouth made a grab for hers and his fangs caught the light.
Unable to think, Kagome tried still to rationalize her behavior, it was all part of their deal: protection for pleasure. Was that the deal? His mouth felt good on her neck... Protection... A delay in her execution a chance for her escape... His tongue trailed lovely circles around her collar bone.. Kagome shook her head, trying to clear her mind from the mist that covered it. This was all just a deal reached... And she had to keep up her part of the deal... Did she just moan?
Hearing her own voice, Kagome opened her eyes and looked up at Inuyasha. Up... Kagome swallowed and stared at him, breathless and attempting to catch it. "How did you end up on top?" She murmured in confusion.
She was a tease. Inuyasha didn't mind at all. He smirked down at her, beginning to pull off first his jacket, and then his shirt. He stared at her, not the least bit uncomfortable about suddenly being shirtless, except for briefly wandering if she still found him attractive? But why shouldn't she? Being a pirate had given him a physique to die for, if Jakotsu was telling the truth. He slipped his hand under her back, resting it between her shoulder blades as he drew her up from the bed. He liked holding Kagome.
'Besides,' he pointed out as he leaned forward, 'I wouldn't be able to do what I wanted to her if she was buried in my matters.' His ran his cheek across her until his nose felt her ear. He blew on it gently, wondering if she'd like it and if it could entice another of her delicious giggles out of her.
And a delicious giggle he did receive. He actually received more then that. Seeing his bare chest, Kagome's fingers felt an odd intensity in them, like an itch begging to be scratched and she couldn't help herself, as she ran her fingers over his well-chiseled physique. Closing her eyes, Kagome decided that something which felt this good could not be evil or unmeant to be. Even if the one causing these sensations was a demon. 'I wonder if he is enjoying this as much as I am..' Giving him more access to the side of her head and neck, Kagome leaned over with ragged breaths brushing over his skin and lightly with no real reason, nibbled lightly on his ear. Not a harsh bite like she had done to his wrist, but a playful one mingled with a kiss. "Inuyasha." She whispered his name over his furry earlobe.
A small moan escaped his mouth. He loved hearing her voice say his name. She'd only said it -what? Twice before? And she'd been yelling at him. Other than that she always called him things like 'bastard'. But he could bite back. His was gentler, as his teeth were sharper. Even though he hovered over her, held her in his arms, he found her completely in her mercy. "Say my name," he begged. "Please, Kagome. Let me hear you say it again." His breath was ragged as his find focussed on the feeling of his fingers playing on his skin.
Was he playing? Kagome wondered but even that piercing thought couldn't pierce through the warm fuzzy feeling bubbling around her. Making her feel as though they were the only two people who mattered, that caused her to forget about the ship sailing away, or the girls locked below. It sealed everything away because nothing else seemed to matter. Feeling slightly embarrassed, Kagome pressed her forehead against his own and began to loosen her kimono but stopped. It was loose enough and she didn't have the nerve really to take it off completely. Kissing him quickly, Kagome allowed her hands to keep on exploring his chest and shoulders and back, her fingerprints moving over and feeling the texture of some old scars. "Inuyasha." Kagome whispered and then repeated it again, and again.
God, if she hadn't said his name, Inuyasha feared he would lose himself. He stopped kissing her neck when he felt he had reached the breaking point. He needed her, and he needed her right now. He was glad that she hadn't taken off her kimono all the way. It would mean that he could save something for next time. Because, really, if this was how she was planning on paying him for protecting her, he wouldn't mind in the slightest. He took a deep breath. She smelled so good! His senses could even make out the blood beating beneath the surface. Inuyasha could hear her words in his mind. 'I offer you my blood.' Inuyasha just hoped the offer still stood.
Finding a spot that wouldn't prove fatal, and hopefully not painful, to the captive girl, he kissed it softly, sucking a little at her skin to taste it. And then he bit, his canine teeth embedded tightly in her skin.
Frightening paralyzing shock and realization crashed onto her like waves along with pleasure that she didn't expect. Letting out a soft gasp, Kagome didn't fight him off for some reason. It was as though magic was keeping her from pushing him off. Instead, she dug her nails into his shoulder blades to try and release the pain. It wasn't that it hurt too much, it felt as though with every second of pain one of pleasure was rewarded. Leaning back softly, till her back was supported by the mattress and he hovered above her, Kagome bent on leg at the knee and didn't extract her nails from his back, instead she raked them down his back slowly. Staring up at the ceiling, Kagome choked on a scream. Arching her back, Kagome made a small sound of protest that didn't really sound that protesting at all and instead tried to calm her body. Her words from earlier pounding in her head, 'I offer you my blood'. Well he was surely taking her up on her offer. Clinging to him, Kagome moaned his name again when she began to feel power, the power of a priestess being drained from her and then restored, like a heart beat.
Inuyasha released the grip on her flesh when she didn't fight him off. Though her skin was cleanly penetrated, there was no blood. His instincts kicked in, instincts Inuyasha had long ago vowed never to release, yet now he freely accepted his demon powers. He nuzzled the wound, drawing blood and power from her body. His muscles shuddered as he swallowed, the vital fluid making his body feel aflame. He'd never tasted human flesh before, not like this. He only vaguely heard the sounds she made, and his own mind echoed them. He'd never known anything like this before.
Something else began to tug at his mind, brought on by something even more primitive than the demon part of his soul. This wasn't feeding, Inuyasha knew that much. This was something completely and utterly different. When a magic not his own began to settle into his bones, landing with a pain that was almost itchy, he didn't acknowledge it, and accepted her magic settling there.
Hearing her heart beat in her ears, being the main sound she heard, the sounds of Inuyasha drinking only background noise mixed about with her own soft sounds. Kagome felt as though she was floating, when another heartbeat joined with hers, a sudden power shook in Kagome and raced out through the wound. Tilting her head back, Kagome screamed.
It felt as though someone reached into her and plucked a little string of her soul that she did not know could be played. Bending both legs at the knees and bringing them up at either side of his waist, so that he was nuzzled above her and between her Kagome without noticing wrapped one of her legs around his own. Her nails soaked now with flecks of his blood, as she raked them all over his back. Her free hand pressing against his abs. Feeling his hand press at the small of her back, Kagome attempted to call his name but it came out a moan instead. Arching her back into him, Kagome seemed to only manage and give him more access to her throat. Her kimono falling open at the sides showing off her legs, Kagome knew something more ancient then her teachings was going on, because over the loss of blood and light headedness that should accompany it, she felt a well of power pooling inside of her. Inside of him, for a moment Kagome thought she felt *him *. And then the heart beats she heard and that beat so wildly at her temples accelerated again, causing her to buck against him as the power washed over her.
"So the rumors are true," Said a powerful cold uncaring voice. The voice of the captain of the ship, Sesshomaru who stood in the doorway watching this rather primal scene. He didn't need to get closer to understand what was going on. One would think that because Inuyasha was his brother, half brother at least, he would feel some joy for him at finally after so long getting laid, but instead he was filled with nothing. Void of emotion, the cold statue like man stood filling the doorframe. Jaken by his side dropped his staff and kept his mouth so wide open it literally began collecting flies. Since last he heard them and reported to Sesshomaru. And till now they were going at it? Jaken could hardly believe it, looking around and seeing how messed up the place looked too and noticing the torn nightgown on the floor. "Ah! Captain Sesshomaru! Th-This is-" The frog like demon began.
"Is forbidden." Sesshomaru's heartless voice finished for him. Without any remorse or embarrassment he kept his watch steady on them. "Inuyasha." He said monotonically. "Come. Without your whore."
When his brother had barged into his room unannounced, Inuyasha's head had shot up, his golden eyes turning guilty at been caught in such a position. But when Sesshomaru called Kagome a whore, he heard a growl escape his throat, and the arm he had around Kagome tightened. He licked his lips, cleaning them of his blood as he sat over her like a wild animal defending his kill.
Or his mate.
He turned back to Kagome and gently licked her neck of a small trickle of blood. The wound was no longer bleeding, now that he wasn't drawing the blood from it. Inuyasha climbed off her without another word, and threw his shirts back on. Once he was fully dressed, only then did he look at Kagome, too apprehensive to noticed the way the kimono's open folds made her legs look long and slender. He hoped that if his brother decided to beat him, as he sometimes did, that he wouldn't beat him in places Kagome would be able to see. He didn't actually clue in that his back was already bleeding from her nails.
But he did wonder what it was he'd done that was forbidden. Inuyasha knew every rule on the ship, and having sex was not one of them. But... could the blood drinking be one of them? And it so, why make the sharing of blood illegal when eating female flesh, when chopping off a limb or two, wasn't? "Don't open the door unless it's Shippo," he told her, knowing that the little fox demon wouldn't -nor would want to- hurt Kagome. As she was still laying on the bed, he leaned back over her and kissed her forehead goodbye, knowing that if he kissed her lips, he'd never want to leave.
Barely managing to sit up, Kagome kept her hand fastened to her throat and looked up at him with eyes so wide and big, it was hard to believe that she had just done what she had. She looked too young, too pure to have done. Not even trying to compose herself as she sat up, Kagome continued watching Inuyasha and feeling a sudden lose and deep dread start to build in the same place just moments before she felt warmth exploding.
What HAD just happened? Kagome wondered and drew her hand down to look at the blood stained palm. Feeling slightly dizzy, Kagome pressed her hand to the wound and attempted to use her Priestess powers to heal it, but the wound rejected her. Staring up at Inuyasha, as though she had been slapped she was about to say something when for the first time she caught sight of Sesshomaru.
Her earlier position not exactly allowing her to see him. He looked just like Inuyasha, only colder and more handsome. Deadlier was the word. And now, Kagome wondered what she had gotten herself as well as Inuyasha into.
"Jaken," Sesshomaru said flatly looking down at his trusty servant. "Take her down to the other supplies quarters." Sesshomaru ordered a cold blaze in his eyes as he watched his brother retreat from the bed and come towards him.
Inuyasha picked up the slimy creature as they passed each other. "She's staying right now," he said defiantly. He was carefully watching every sound and move he made, determined not to give Sesshomaru a reason to take Kagome away. "She's mine, Sesshomaru, and I'll do with her as I please. So my whore stays here," he announced, trying to match his brother's cold nature and language. He dropped Jaken on his head.
Sesshomaru didn't pause to even bother to glance at his henchman. "She is loot, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru said, his voice obviously belittling. "You used your whore," Sesshomaru said his nose wrinkling in disgust, Inuyasha smelled like rut and like the girl, the only expression that passed over his otherwise expressionless face. "Now the rest of us get to have our go. Ship rules, there is no yours. There is ours. Raids and whatever are brought aboard are profit to be split up evenly." Sesshomaru reminded in a harsh cold voice.
"Jaken." He said in a deep voice. "Take her to Manten's room instead. His loot was dinner tonight." Sesshomaru then raised his long fingers in signal for Jaken not to move quite yet. "Unless, brother," he said contemptuously, "you can come up with a better reason for me to allow her to stay here." Sesshomaru said then sneered at his brother condescendingly. "In your 'den'." He said referring to his living quarters like those of animals, because after all wasn't he just acting like one? And smelling like one?
He thought about what to say, and could only come up with a feeble arguments which he decided to use anyway. "Yes, I can come up with a good reason. How long as it been since I had a woman, brother? How long as it been since someone like Maten had a woman? I don't eat human flesh with you and the others, so I'm not using any of your women, but you're going to steal the only one I've ever had in years?"
Inuyasha advanced on his brother, determined to keep Kagome safe. "For one thing, I'm hardly satisfied with her, yet! If you want to pull rank on me and take my girl away, at least have the decency to wait until I've grown tired of her. You know... you know I take good care of my pets, Sesshomaru. She'll still be in a good enough condition for someone else to play with."
His face soured as he thought of the last time he and his brother had a conversation like this. "I remember what happened with Kikyo. I'm not going to do that again. I've learned my lesson. All I'm asking for his time, until I bore of her." He paused, and then concluded, "Besides, Sesshomaru. She's a priestess."
"Like, Kikyo." Sesshomaru said coldly. "You are weak and you stink of humanity." Sesshomaru spat at him. But he did know how long it had been for his brother. But since he had no brotherly love in him, he did not care. "Do not complain that Manten knows to use women." Sesshomaru said disgustedly then thought for a split second over his brothers arguments. "Fine. Lock her up with the others and play with her yourself." Sesshomaru said and turned his back to his brother. "Do not lie to me Inuyasha. If they were pets to you, the other wouldn't have ended the way she did."
"I want to keep her here." He defied his brother, wandering how far he could take it before he got hit. "I like knowing that I'm the only one who an look at her; for now, at least. Besides, I've already made her position clear to her. She won't leave my room. Do you really think a prison meant for ordinary girls can hold a priestess?" Sesshomaru's words about Kikyo stung, but managed to keep his face as closed and chiseled as ice. "Besides, my own life's at stake if I let her go. I have no intention of dying, by your hand or anyone else's."
Sesshomaru didn't move. Didn't smile. Didn't react. "Jaken, leave the room." He ordered looking over his shoulder at Inuyasha. "Intention and fate have nothing to do with each other. I'll grant you this one request. Lock her in." Sesshomaru said and walked on ahead. Deeper into the ship, towards the captain's rooms. "Come."
Kagome sat silently on the bed the whole time, too afraid to move or make a noise, the evil aura spilling off of him made her want to throw up. When he moved away, Kagome gathered enough of her courage up. "Inuyasha?" She asked softly, completely lost as to what had gone on between the two but clued in enough to understand it was not something good.
Now that his brother had left, Inuyasha let out his breath, his shoulder's losing their erect posture. He was sure he was a dead man! He glanced at Kagome, and smiled at her, giving her a genuine smile so charming a mortal prince would have been jealous. "Don't worry. You're okay for now. Just... keep your word and stay here, okay?"
Inuyasha locked the door, wishing he could get the lock changed, but Sesshomaru, as the Captain, was required to have master keys for every room in the ship. He followed his brother down the hallway, wandering what else there was to speak about.
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Kagome stood close to the desk, with the washing basin near by. Her nightgown torn to the knees, she used the cut off shred of it as a towel. Dunking it in the water bowl, ringing it out then passing it over her flesh. If she could not bathe properly, that did not mean she would remain filthy either. Hooking up her long hair atop her head in a loose turned up ponytail, Kagome passed the cleansing fabric over her neck and shoulders. Ringing it out again in the water basin, Kagome heard a noise and dropped it in, water splattering onto her hand. Kagome swerved around with arrow poised in her bow to shoot and because of her wet hands and nerves, when the door opened she accidentally knocked an arrow.
He stared at the arrow. It was so close the feathers touched his nose. He pulled the arrow out the wall and walked into his room, his eyes not leaving Kagome's body until he locked the door, and even then his eyes went right back to her. Jakotsu's words were shoved to the back of his mind. He didn't want to think about that stuff right now. "I sincerely hope that was an accident."
Kagome bleached for a moment. "I was about to apologize, but then I remembered, it's only you." Kagome muttered and turned away hiding her relief that in fact it WAS him. Putting down the bow and lowering the arrow she had already gathered up between her fingers, Kagome looked intently at the bowl and then wrung the cloth out again. "So, back so soon?" Kagome asked feeling quite embarrassed about "bathing" with him now in the room. Which was silly of course seeing as she had offered him her body just a short time ago... But still. Placing her foot on a stool, Kagome passed the cloth over her flesh, then repeated to do the same with her other leg.
"Where did you go to anyway?" Kagome asked in a bored tone. She couldn't stand being in the room with someone and having an awkward silence hang between. "Hey!" Kagome said swirling around and adjusting the strap of her dress over her shoulder. "I almost shot you, does this mean I get to 'walk the plank'?" Kagome asked capturing on, only a second later how not funny that was.
"Do you have a death wish or something?" he demanded, throwing the kimono on the bed. He crossed the room and dipped the edge of his jacket in the water. Ringing it out, he gently took her chin and brought her face close to his. He began to wipe at her hair, only an inch or two away from her temple, and a fatal blow. There wasn't a lot of blood, but the last thing he needed was her accusing him that he was constantly knocking her out when she realized she had bled from a tiny cut on her head.
Jumping back already in a fighting stance, Kagome stared at him in shock. "What do you think you are doing?" Kagome asked raising her fingers to touch her head... And wince. Looking at her fingertips, Kagome saw a dark red liquid there and glared up at him. "What the hell?" She yelled and tossed the wet rag at him. Placing her fingers to her temple, Kagome felt it gingerly. "When-" Remembering the look in his eyes and the hilt of his sword filling her vision. "You bastard!"
Inuyasha put the cloth back in the basin. "What?" he asked innocently. "I gave you the choice. Come with me willingly, or be knocked out. In case you don't remember, your response was 'never' and then you bit me." But he just stood there, letting Kagome rant and swear at him.
Sooner or later, he'd break Kagome. He enjoyed fighting with her, but eventually he'd make her understand exactly what her position was. She was a captive, after all. Eventually she'd come to learn, as Kouga had so bluntly put it, when to speak. Until then, he didn't mind her at all. Her mood swings kept him on his toes. And, oddly, some part of him rationalized that she didn't want to hurt him. At least, not now that she was on the pirate ship. If they were on land, in a human city, that would be a completely different matter. If she did really want to hurt him, she would have charged the cloth with energy.
Kagome stood there panting and then just threw her hands up into the air and let out a frustrated growl. Looking around the room for something, anything to throw at him, Kagome noticed the red silk on the bed for the first time and turned a suspicious glare upon him. "What's that?"
"That would be a kimono," he answered. "I got it from...." He stopped, figuring that Kagome probably didn't need to hear that it came from a cross dressing demon. "Nevermind."
Kagome arched her brow at him and watching him wearily. He wouldn't steal it from a woman... At least she didn't think so, and it looked too well kept to be from one of the captives. So they must've had it somewhere onboard. Looking down at her own blood stained and filthy nightgown, Kagome was more then eager to put on the kimono. But then a thought struck her as her fingers passed over the silky fabric. "Is it...?" Kagome asked softly and nibbled on her lower lip. How was she to know this wasn't a gift for someone? A friend perhaps. Kouga had said something about him not getting any, but nothing about a female friend or relative, though he didn't say anything either. Kagome wondering why she had all these conflicting thoughts in her head turned to look at him. "Is it for me?"
Surprise flashed across his face. "Well, I sure has hell don't cross dress, so who else would it be for?"
"Well..." Kagome stammered then shrugged and picked the dress up looking at it admiringly. "Turn around!" She said a little too giddily.
Without a word of complaint, he did as she asked, rolling a little on the balls of his feet and waiting for her to finish. After a moment, he almost nervously asked, "So? Does it fit?"
On second thought, Kagome looked around the room. "This won't do. Would you either leave or. I mean." Kagome then breathed. She was a captive, she was being given more rights then any prisoner upon this boat, she should not complain. Steeling her will and reminding herself once more not to be ashamed, a body of flesh is the gods creation and since she had already offered it to him. Kagome swallowed.
They still had a bargain. Turning her around, so that his back was facing his. Kagome carefully lowered the straps of the nightgown from her shoulders, then stepped out of the pool of fabric that collected around her bare feet. Kicking it to the side, Kagome quickly draped and clothed herself within the red kimono. Standing there looking down at how it fell over her body, smiling softly Kagome swallowed nervously and turned on her bare feet to look shyly at Inuyasha. Finally feeling feminine once again, Kagome tried to tidy her hair but with the lack of a mirror it was hard to do. Licking her lips, Kagome remembered the dress on the floor and quickly picked it up, bunching it into a ball in front of her. "I think it fits." She whispered in a voice that she hardly recognized to be as her own it was so thin and light.
Turning around, his jaw fell open before he could lock it in place. He closed it quickly and licked his dry lips. Compared to the gay demon, Kagome looked spectacular in it. The colour made her hair seem as dark as sleep, her skin as soft as silk and her eyes turned suddenly warm. He especially liked the way her cheeks began to match the colour of the kimono. True, it was a little big here, and a little tight there, but he had never seen her look more becoming.
He was suddenly very jealous that other people might get to see her in it. Inuyasha nodded an agreement. "But it looks good on you."
Kagome smiled brightly, the type of smile only a woman complimented could come up with. "Thank you." She said softly, then looked at him nervously, balling her nightgown in her hands some more. "Are the fixings to your robe alright?" Kagome asked then allowed the Priestess side to get the better of her. Placing the nightgown down on the floor, she approached him and tenderly touched his shoulder. "And the wounds?"
"They're fine," he almost proudly answered. Instinctually, he pulled at his white shirt, pulling it over his shoulder so that she could see for himself, revealing smooth, sleek skin without any sign of the previous wounds, although he hadn't yet cleaned off his shirt. His eyes stared, and if Kagome thought that his gaze held the suggestion of pride for her marksmanship, she would be correct.
Kagome looked up at him and made a face. "What's that odd look for?" Kagome demanded to know.
"What odd look?" he inquired, blinking his long lashed eyes once. He let go of his shirt, hands falling to his sides.
"The one you are giving me..." Kagome said beginning to feel uncomfortable under his gaze. "Alright, enough, stop looking at me, your face will freeze like that, then I really would understand why the other demons run away from you." Kagome muttered and stepped back, just to trip over her kimono.
Reaching out and catching her as she fell, he pulled her against his chest, holding her safely as the ship continued to sway back and forth, ceaselessly moving onward. His breath caught in his throat when he felt her against him. "Your really are stupid," he mumbled in his low voice. His mouth began to smile, as if laughing at her. "You can't even walk straight. I guess the kimono's a bit too long." He barely paid attention to his words, wondering what she'd do if he took the initiative and kissed her this time.
When he had caught her, she did the instinctive thing. She caught fistfuls of his robe, and now she clenched them tighter as anger and annoyance for being so clumsy and having his words flung in her face built up in her. "I can walk perfectly fine, but I am not use to the swaying of the ocean." Kagome muttered then looked down at the kimono before looking back up at him. "My apologies for not being taller." She replied sarcastically, though not as harshly as she would have liked, the loose strands of silver hair that caught onto hers gaining her attention.
"I like you this height," he mumbled. Inuyasha shook his head, clearing it of wandering thoughts to focus. He placed his forefinger under her chin, until she was looking at him. Inuyasha was still unsure about what exactly their agreement was about, all he knew was that he had to protect her, which he had no problem with. But when he thought about how willing she had been to reveal herself to him, he wondered if it was because she thought all he was concerned about was sex, or if, somehow, she'd actually wanted him to take advantage of her.
Taking a deep breath, his eyes unusually dark, he balled up enough courage to speak. "If I kissed you right now, would you hate me for it?" he asked softly, his lips parted as he thought about his nice her lips had felt under his.
The room felt darker and the air felt thicker, her breathing became shallower even as she tried to make them deeper. And then she heard her voice out of no where, like the audience watching a play, Kagome felt her own body react to his words by wrapping her arms about his neck and her voice whispering softly, "I would if you didn't..." What had possessed her? A small fleck of self wondered within her. And then another speck spoke up, 'why would he even care if she hated him? He was a pirate!' And. Kagome was surprised to find herself uncaring of that fact.
"Good," he said before leaning down and kissed her. His lips were gentle over hers, even as his arms slid down from her shoulder and chin to wrap around her waist, his large hands settling on the small of her back. Kagome's lips were so warm. His kisses were as soft as feathers, but his arms were iron hard. He was terrified that she would run away, but he couldn't help himself. Now that he'd tasted part of her, he wanted the rest. This time his mouth lingered on Kagome's, his tongue touching her bottom lip as he pulled away from her.
When his mouth pulled away, Kagome actually let out a soft sound of protest, instinctively seeking out his own again. Fluttering her eyes open ever so slightly, Kagome stared at him from under long thick dark lashes. A shiver ran up her spine causing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end, when she felt his own breath mingle with her own and play over her skin. His breath was clean, amazingly enough. She never expected that from a pirate, let alone a demon. For some reason, that little flutter of information caused her lips to twitch into a smile. One hand running up the nape of his head, through his long flowing hair, while the other lingered down his chest, Kagome paused suddenly above his heart and her eyes seemed to gain a certain amount of clarity that the lust she felt had managed to hide like glamour.
The beat of her own heart loud in her ears, Kagome took another step forward, not that there was room too, she just pressed herself closer to him. "What type of a demon are you?" She whispered forcibly. 'What kind of a demon are you to make me feel this way and forget my place?' She wondered then leaned up, her lips almost touching his. "What is this spell you cast?" She asked and added to herself, 'because as odd as it is, I do not mind it. too much.'
"I'm not the one casting the spell," he growled. His tone was completely different, and it was more of a playful sound than something born from anger. One of his hands slid up her back to toy with the edges of her black hair, lacing it around his fingers. "You are."
His head came down to kiss her again, and his mind felt like it was overflowing with information. The feeling of her lips, her taste, her scent, even the way her fingers ran through his hair. It felt almost as if she enjoyed touching him as much as he enjoyed kissing him. The sound of her protest still fresh in his mind, his lips began to slowly move away from her neck. He nudged at her chin with his lips, his teeth nipping at her suggestively, almost as if asking permission to kiss her lower.
Kagome tilted back her head, letting Inuyasha move his kisses down her neck. Her whole body felt like his arms were supporting her. As nice as it was feeling his hot breath on her throat, she suddenly became aware of how dangerous that was. She was exposing herself to him.
Unaware of the conflicting feelings in Kagome, all Inuyasha could think about was the woman he held in his arms. He almost wished that she was still wearing her flimsy nightgown, as it left more flesh open for his wandering mouth. With his powerful strength, he pulled her over to the bed, and he sat on it, drawing Kagome with him.
Pulled onto his lap, Kagome balanced herself on her haunches, legs on either side of his thighs straddling him. Unable to catch her breath and maybe despite it, Kagome also couldn't seem to get enough of his kisses. Bracing her hands on his shoulders, Kagome snuggled closer and feeling now safer then she had before, for now she was in the dominating position. Kagome flung her hair over her shoulder, covering her exposed neck where his lips had trailed. Lowering her mouth to his, she spread feather light kisses there and then stopped. Leaning back and swallowing, Kagome watched him and stared into his amber eyes that now looked more golden then they had before.
Capturing her bottom lip between her teeth, Kagome lowered her face to kiss him again. This time though she took it slow and soft, a kiss on the side of the mouth. One on the center and the third she passed the very tip of the tip of her tongue over his lips and backed away where his mouth made a grab for hers and his fangs caught the light.
Unable to think, Kagome tried still to rationalize her behavior, it was all part of their deal: protection for pleasure. Was that the deal? His mouth felt good on her neck... Protection... A delay in her execution a chance for her escape... His tongue trailed lovely circles around her collar bone.. Kagome shook her head, trying to clear her mind from the mist that covered it. This was all just a deal reached... And she had to keep up her part of the deal... Did she just moan?
Hearing her own voice, Kagome opened her eyes and looked up at Inuyasha. Up... Kagome swallowed and stared at him, breathless and attempting to catch it. "How did you end up on top?" She murmured in confusion.
She was a tease. Inuyasha didn't mind at all. He smirked down at her, beginning to pull off first his jacket, and then his shirt. He stared at her, not the least bit uncomfortable about suddenly being shirtless, except for briefly wandering if she still found him attractive? But why shouldn't she? Being a pirate had given him a physique to die for, if Jakotsu was telling the truth. He slipped his hand under her back, resting it between her shoulder blades as he drew her up from the bed. He liked holding Kagome.
'Besides,' he pointed out as he leaned forward, 'I wouldn't be able to do what I wanted to her if she was buried in my matters.' His ran his cheek across her until his nose felt her ear. He blew on it gently, wondering if she'd like it and if it could entice another of her delicious giggles out of her.
And a delicious giggle he did receive. He actually received more then that. Seeing his bare chest, Kagome's fingers felt an odd intensity in them, like an itch begging to be scratched and she couldn't help herself, as she ran her fingers over his well-chiseled physique. Closing her eyes, Kagome decided that something which felt this good could not be evil or unmeant to be. Even if the one causing these sensations was a demon. 'I wonder if he is enjoying this as much as I am..' Giving him more access to the side of her head and neck, Kagome leaned over with ragged breaths brushing over his skin and lightly with no real reason, nibbled lightly on his ear. Not a harsh bite like she had done to his wrist, but a playful one mingled with a kiss. "Inuyasha." She whispered his name over his furry earlobe.
A small moan escaped his mouth. He loved hearing her voice say his name. She'd only said it -what? Twice before? And she'd been yelling at him. Other than that she always called him things like 'bastard'. But he could bite back. His was gentler, as his teeth were sharper. Even though he hovered over her, held her in his arms, he found her completely in her mercy. "Say my name," he begged. "Please, Kagome. Let me hear you say it again." His breath was ragged as his find focussed on the feeling of his fingers playing on his skin.
Was he playing? Kagome wondered but even that piercing thought couldn't pierce through the warm fuzzy feeling bubbling around her. Making her feel as though they were the only two people who mattered, that caused her to forget about the ship sailing away, or the girls locked below. It sealed everything away because nothing else seemed to matter. Feeling slightly embarrassed, Kagome pressed her forehead against his own and began to loosen her kimono but stopped. It was loose enough and she didn't have the nerve really to take it off completely. Kissing him quickly, Kagome allowed her hands to keep on exploring his chest and shoulders and back, her fingerprints moving over and feeling the texture of some old scars. "Inuyasha." Kagome whispered and then repeated it again, and again.
God, if she hadn't said his name, Inuyasha feared he would lose himself. He stopped kissing her neck when he felt he had reached the breaking point. He needed her, and he needed her right now. He was glad that she hadn't taken off her kimono all the way. It would mean that he could save something for next time. Because, really, if this was how she was planning on paying him for protecting her, he wouldn't mind in the slightest. He took a deep breath. She smelled so good! His senses could even make out the blood beating beneath the surface. Inuyasha could hear her words in his mind. 'I offer you my blood.' Inuyasha just hoped the offer still stood.
Finding a spot that wouldn't prove fatal, and hopefully not painful, to the captive girl, he kissed it softly, sucking a little at her skin to taste it. And then he bit, his canine teeth embedded tightly in her skin.
Frightening paralyzing shock and realization crashed onto her like waves along with pleasure that she didn't expect. Letting out a soft gasp, Kagome didn't fight him off for some reason. It was as though magic was keeping her from pushing him off. Instead, she dug her nails into his shoulder blades to try and release the pain. It wasn't that it hurt too much, it felt as though with every second of pain one of pleasure was rewarded. Leaning back softly, till her back was supported by the mattress and he hovered above her, Kagome bent on leg at the knee and didn't extract her nails from his back, instead she raked them down his back slowly. Staring up at the ceiling, Kagome choked on a scream. Arching her back, Kagome made a small sound of protest that didn't really sound that protesting at all and instead tried to calm her body. Her words from earlier pounding in her head, 'I offer you my blood'. Well he was surely taking her up on her offer. Clinging to him, Kagome moaned his name again when she began to feel power, the power of a priestess being drained from her and then restored, like a heart beat.
Inuyasha released the grip on her flesh when she didn't fight him off. Though her skin was cleanly penetrated, there was no blood. His instincts kicked in, instincts Inuyasha had long ago vowed never to release, yet now he freely accepted his demon powers. He nuzzled the wound, drawing blood and power from her body. His muscles shuddered as he swallowed, the vital fluid making his body feel aflame. He'd never tasted human flesh before, not like this. He only vaguely heard the sounds she made, and his own mind echoed them. He'd never known anything like this before.
Something else began to tug at his mind, brought on by something even more primitive than the demon part of his soul. This wasn't feeding, Inuyasha knew that much. This was something completely and utterly different. When a magic not his own began to settle into his bones, landing with a pain that was almost itchy, he didn't acknowledge it, and accepted her magic settling there.
Hearing her heart beat in her ears, being the main sound she heard, the sounds of Inuyasha drinking only background noise mixed about with her own soft sounds. Kagome felt as though she was floating, when another heartbeat joined with hers, a sudden power shook in Kagome and raced out through the wound. Tilting her head back, Kagome screamed.
It felt as though someone reached into her and plucked a little string of her soul that she did not know could be played. Bending both legs at the knees and bringing them up at either side of his waist, so that he was nuzzled above her and between her Kagome without noticing wrapped one of her legs around his own. Her nails soaked now with flecks of his blood, as she raked them all over his back. Her free hand pressing against his abs. Feeling his hand press at the small of her back, Kagome attempted to call his name but it came out a moan instead. Arching her back into him, Kagome seemed to only manage and give him more access to her throat. Her kimono falling open at the sides showing off her legs, Kagome knew something more ancient then her teachings was going on, because over the loss of blood and light headedness that should accompany it, she felt a well of power pooling inside of her. Inside of him, for a moment Kagome thought she felt *him *. And then the heart beats she heard and that beat so wildly at her temples accelerated again, causing her to buck against him as the power washed over her.
"So the rumors are true," Said a powerful cold uncaring voice. The voice of the captain of the ship, Sesshomaru who stood in the doorway watching this rather primal scene. He didn't need to get closer to understand what was going on. One would think that because Inuyasha was his brother, half brother at least, he would feel some joy for him at finally after so long getting laid, but instead he was filled with nothing. Void of emotion, the cold statue like man stood filling the doorframe. Jaken by his side dropped his staff and kept his mouth so wide open it literally began collecting flies. Since last he heard them and reported to Sesshomaru. And till now they were going at it? Jaken could hardly believe it, looking around and seeing how messed up the place looked too and noticing the torn nightgown on the floor. "Ah! Captain Sesshomaru! Th-This is-" The frog like demon began.
"Is forbidden." Sesshomaru's heartless voice finished for him. Without any remorse or embarrassment he kept his watch steady on them. "Inuyasha." He said monotonically. "Come. Without your whore."
When his brother had barged into his room unannounced, Inuyasha's head had shot up, his golden eyes turning guilty at been caught in such a position. But when Sesshomaru called Kagome a whore, he heard a growl escape his throat, and the arm he had around Kagome tightened. He licked his lips, cleaning them of his blood as he sat over her like a wild animal defending his kill.
Or his mate.
He turned back to Kagome and gently licked her neck of a small trickle of blood. The wound was no longer bleeding, now that he wasn't drawing the blood from it. Inuyasha climbed off her without another word, and threw his shirts back on. Once he was fully dressed, only then did he look at Kagome, too apprehensive to noticed the way the kimono's open folds made her legs look long and slender. He hoped that if his brother decided to beat him, as he sometimes did, that he wouldn't beat him in places Kagome would be able to see. He didn't actually clue in that his back was already bleeding from her nails.
But he did wonder what it was he'd done that was forbidden. Inuyasha knew every rule on the ship, and having sex was not one of them. But... could the blood drinking be one of them? And it so, why make the sharing of blood illegal when eating female flesh, when chopping off a limb or two, wasn't? "Don't open the door unless it's Shippo," he told her, knowing that the little fox demon wouldn't -nor would want to- hurt Kagome. As she was still laying on the bed, he leaned back over her and kissed her forehead goodbye, knowing that if he kissed her lips, he'd never want to leave.
Barely managing to sit up, Kagome kept her hand fastened to her throat and looked up at him with eyes so wide and big, it was hard to believe that she had just done what she had. She looked too young, too pure to have done. Not even trying to compose herself as she sat up, Kagome continued watching Inuyasha and feeling a sudden lose and deep dread start to build in the same place just moments before she felt warmth exploding.
What HAD just happened? Kagome wondered and drew her hand down to look at the blood stained palm. Feeling slightly dizzy, Kagome pressed her hand to the wound and attempted to use her Priestess powers to heal it, but the wound rejected her. Staring up at Inuyasha, as though she had been slapped she was about to say something when for the first time she caught sight of Sesshomaru.
Her earlier position not exactly allowing her to see him. He looked just like Inuyasha, only colder and more handsome. Deadlier was the word. And now, Kagome wondered what she had gotten herself as well as Inuyasha into.
"Jaken," Sesshomaru said flatly looking down at his trusty servant. "Take her down to the other supplies quarters." Sesshomaru ordered a cold blaze in his eyes as he watched his brother retreat from the bed and come towards him.
Inuyasha picked up the slimy creature as they passed each other. "She's staying right now," he said defiantly. He was carefully watching every sound and move he made, determined not to give Sesshomaru a reason to take Kagome away. "She's mine, Sesshomaru, and I'll do with her as I please. So my whore stays here," he announced, trying to match his brother's cold nature and language. He dropped Jaken on his head.
Sesshomaru didn't pause to even bother to glance at his henchman. "She is loot, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru said, his voice obviously belittling. "You used your whore," Sesshomaru said his nose wrinkling in disgust, Inuyasha smelled like rut and like the girl, the only expression that passed over his otherwise expressionless face. "Now the rest of us get to have our go. Ship rules, there is no yours. There is ours. Raids and whatever are brought aboard are profit to be split up evenly." Sesshomaru reminded in a harsh cold voice.
"Jaken." He said in a deep voice. "Take her to Manten's room instead. His loot was dinner tonight." Sesshomaru then raised his long fingers in signal for Jaken not to move quite yet. "Unless, brother," he said contemptuously, "you can come up with a better reason for me to allow her to stay here." Sesshomaru said then sneered at his brother condescendingly. "In your 'den'." He said referring to his living quarters like those of animals, because after all wasn't he just acting like one? And smelling like one?
He thought about what to say, and could only come up with a feeble arguments which he decided to use anyway. "Yes, I can come up with a good reason. How long as it been since I had a woman, brother? How long as it been since someone like Maten had a woman? I don't eat human flesh with you and the others, so I'm not using any of your women, but you're going to steal the only one I've ever had in years?"
Inuyasha advanced on his brother, determined to keep Kagome safe. "For one thing, I'm hardly satisfied with her, yet! If you want to pull rank on me and take my girl away, at least have the decency to wait until I've grown tired of her. You know... you know I take good care of my pets, Sesshomaru. She'll still be in a good enough condition for someone else to play with."
His face soured as he thought of the last time he and his brother had a conversation like this. "I remember what happened with Kikyo. I'm not going to do that again. I've learned my lesson. All I'm asking for his time, until I bore of her." He paused, and then concluded, "Besides, Sesshomaru. She's a priestess."
"Like, Kikyo." Sesshomaru said coldly. "You are weak and you stink of humanity." Sesshomaru spat at him. But he did know how long it had been for his brother. But since he had no brotherly love in him, he did not care. "Do not complain that Manten knows to use women." Sesshomaru said disgustedly then thought for a split second over his brothers arguments. "Fine. Lock her up with the others and play with her yourself." Sesshomaru said and turned his back to his brother. "Do not lie to me Inuyasha. If they were pets to you, the other wouldn't have ended the way she did."
"I want to keep her here." He defied his brother, wandering how far he could take it before he got hit. "I like knowing that I'm the only one who an look at her; for now, at least. Besides, I've already made her position clear to her. She won't leave my room. Do you really think a prison meant for ordinary girls can hold a priestess?" Sesshomaru's words about Kikyo stung, but managed to keep his face as closed and chiseled as ice. "Besides, my own life's at stake if I let her go. I have no intention of dying, by your hand or anyone else's."
Sesshomaru didn't move. Didn't smile. Didn't react. "Jaken, leave the room." He ordered looking over his shoulder at Inuyasha. "Intention and fate have nothing to do with each other. I'll grant you this one request. Lock her in." Sesshomaru said and walked on ahead. Deeper into the ship, towards the captain's rooms. "Come."
Kagome sat silently on the bed the whole time, too afraid to move or make a noise, the evil aura spilling off of him made her want to throw up. When he moved away, Kagome gathered enough of her courage up. "Inuyasha?" She asked softly, completely lost as to what had gone on between the two but clued in enough to understand it was not something good.
Now that his brother had left, Inuyasha let out his breath, his shoulder's losing their erect posture. He was sure he was a dead man! He glanced at Kagome, and smiled at her, giving her a genuine smile so charming a mortal prince would have been jealous. "Don't worry. You're okay for now. Just... keep your word and stay here, okay?"
Inuyasha locked the door, wishing he could get the lock changed, but Sesshomaru, as the Captain, was required to have master keys for every room in the ship. He followed his brother down the hallway, wandering what else there was to speak about.