Well, ff.n is being evil, so no one can review! I did get four reviews though…plus I posted at a bad time. Ah well, this chappie is no good anyway, so I may as well post it. On a lighter note, I AM SOOOOOOO EXITED!!!!!!!! Season 8 of Stargate: SG1 starts tomorrow (actually, I haven't seen season 7 (long story, don't ask) but who cares?)! And next Friday Stargate: Atlantis starts (it's a spin-off)! And I have just discovered the wonderful world of Stargate Sam/Jack fics!!!!
Okay I'll shut up now…but if any of you are SG1 fans let me know!
Disclaimer: who me? Hmm, let's see…nope, all I got is a few pics I downloaded off the net…and a whole lot of Ramen…
Evil Thing O' The Day: hmm….I got carpet burn, does that count? And I am soooooo behind on memorizing…
Kokuei: yes, very useful it be (I sound like Yoda…). Glad you like the chapter, this one is horrible (in my opinion, anyway) but the next one should be good!
Jojodacrow: erm, could you put my muse down please? Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you love him, and you can hug him all you want, but…he's turning blue…and if he can't breath he can't help me write! They find Kagome soon, don't worry!
Fireworks! Fireworks! Happy music! Presenting…my 50th reviewer! [hands ribbon and certificate]
Myinuyasha04: well I don't…[avioding puppy dog eyes]…I don't know…technically he's not mine to give…but…ah, hell, I can't resist puppy dog eyes. Sure, you can have him when I'm done with him.
Lady lilacks: um, whoo! to you too? I take it that means you like it…oh yeah you're the author of Prisoner of the Heart, right? So I'm assuming you enjoyed the fluff…update soon!!!!
On with the insanity…
"Unn…" Kagome moaned as she regained consciousness. She lifted her head and opened her eyes. Where…where am I? She tried to reach a hand to rub her sore head, but found she could not.
That small movement brought to her attention the dull, raw ache in her ankles and wrists. Kagome craned her head around and saw that she'd been shackled hand and foot, the heavy iron manacles glinting dully in the fluorescent lights. The bulbs ominously, sending shadows dancing from the small pile of crates in the otherwise empty warehouse. It was windowless, just a large box of concrete with steel doors at one end and metal walkways halfway up the walls defining the second floor. Her weight hung heavily by her sore wrists, while her hands dangled limply. The pressure of her weight on the manacles was cutting off her circulation slightly, tingeing her fingers purple.
What on Earth…she wondered. Naraku must've…was that Koga with those men—no, demons—who grabbed me? I think it was…and to think I dated that bastard! She clenched her fists in annoyance and defiance, then winced as the pain in her wrists flared. Kagome sagged against the wall once more. Oh, Inu-Yasha, I hope you find me soon…
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Kagome opened her eyes again, though this time it was from uneasy slumber rather than unconsciousness. The warehouse was eerily silent. Kagome tried to call out, to say something, anything to penetrate the unnatural absence of sound, but found she could not. Her throat was dry and parched, and her lips cracked painfully when she ran her tongue over them. Ow…Mom always said I didn't drink enough. I'm so dehydrated…how long have I been here anyway? The warehouse being without windows, she had no way of knowing if it was day or night.
Great, Kame, just great, she berated herself. You've gotten yourself in deep this time. Descendant of a priestess, guardian of a mystical jewel, protected by a hanyou and two spies, and yet you manage to blow it.
The worst part was she couldn't remember what had happened. Miroku took Sango to talk to her, Inu-Yasha must've been getting dressed…I was making sandwiches…then what? I can't remember…damn! Did they knock me out? I guess they must have. But how did they get in? I should have—
Her train of thought was broken as she heard voices. Inu-Yasha? Kagome thought hopefully. But he wouldn't be talking…Is it Naraku?! She started to panic. He's come for the Jewel! What am I going to do?
A sliver of light, oddly yellow compared with the blue-white glow of the fluorescent lights, appeared at the far end of the warehouse. It grew and revealed the silhouettes of three figures in the doorway.
"Come on, hurry it up!" a voice snapped.
Kagome frowned. She knew that voice.
"Well, well, well," the man said, crossing the floor to stand before her. "Kagome Higurashi. How long has it been?"
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"Koga," Kagome said coldly, voice cracking slightly. To think she had ever dated the guy. Their relationship hadn't lasted long. Eri (the editor of Feudal, a magazine she wrote for occasionally) had set them up, and they'd gone on several dates before she ended it. Something about him hadn't sat right with her, and he had the most annoying habit of calling her 'his woman.' When you added to that the fact that Sango, Miroku, and Inu-Yasha disliked him (the latter so much it was almost scary…=P), the relationship didn't seem promising.
"And so my woman returns to me," Koga said with a cold smile. "Perhaps not under the best of circumstances, but all things considered…" he trailed off.
Suddenly he kissed her, so hard it was almost vicious. Kagome fought him as best she could, shivering as his hands strayed to her body.
"Why you—" she broke off, coughing, as he pulled away.
He smirked. "Dear dear, Kagome, you seem a little parched. Thirsty?" he asked, taking a bowl from one of his underlings. "Or perhaps you'd like something to eat?" He took the bowl from the other.
She was thirsty, and hungry, horribly so, but Kagome wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. "Just take the Jewel and let me go," she retorted.
"My, you are feisty." He sat at her feet, then his two underlings disappeared. "I think I'll keep you after all this is done. And I can't take the Jewel without killing you—and if you die, it will disappear. So for now, we're stuck with each other."
"Who are you?" Kagome asked.
He seemed generally surprised (as, I am sure, are you all). "What are you talking about, woman?"
"The Koga I knew would never do this. He was a monster, but he wasn't cruel. He wasn't like you."
"And how would you know what I'm like? You left me before—"
"Don't tell me you're still upset about that. I don't love you, Koga, and I never did. If you were honest with yourself, you'd see you never loved me. What about Ayame?" (A/N yeah I have no clue who she is. All of my knowledge of her comes from other fics. I'm only up to volume 17 of the manga and she hasn't shown up yet. But maybe now that I can watch the anime…)
"Shut up!" he snarled, slashing at her legs. "What do you know about me? I was a clan leader, I had you, I had everything! I didn't need her then, and I don't need her now!"
Kagome bit her lip at the pain of her bleeding legs. She was ashamed to find tears come to her eyes. But maybe she could use them to her advantage…
"You do love her!" she cried, letting the pain in her legs come through in her voice. Let him think she was heartsick, that would help her case. "You love her and she loves you! Or you did…but you've changed. Naraku has changed you."
She had him now, she knew it. He was genuinely shaken, and for a minute she'd seen the Koga part of her had like in his eyes.
But Naraku's mind games had affected him deeper than she'd thought. "You are mistaken," he said coolly, regaining his composure. "And I have had enough of you." With that he left.
Damn… Kagome thought weakly, eyeing the bowls he'd left forgotten at her feet. So close, but yet so far. Ayame, I hope you find him again.
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Blargh. Everybody is horribly OOC. It's all Ariel's fault, I say [flicks Altoid at a red-haired faerie]. He's just mad because the picture I drew of him wasn't half so good as the one I did of Puck [said faerie sticks out his tongue and is promptly hit in the face with aforementioned Altoid]
Yeah, like I said, I don't really know much about Ayame. All I've got on her is red hair, pigtails, green eyes, wolf demon, often paired with Koga. Speaking of whom, I really don't know what got into him in this chapter—other than Ariel, of course.
It's fun having muses to blame things on.
This is a horribly short chappie.
RAMEN!!!!!!!!
--Myriadragon