Chapter 2: I Don't Wanna!
When the demon lord next awoke it was to the sound of some sort of strange music playing in the background and the scratching of a quill on paper. His eyes slowly pried themselves open and he found a rather strange surface hovering over him as a roof rather than thepreferred canopy of trees limbs... But he had already known he was no longer in the forest. He was surrounded by new...strange smells. And he realized slowly that the strongest smell in the entire room he was in, he assumed he was indoors now, was the scent belonging to Inuyasha's wench. His nose twitched and he lay there for a moment, knowing that the woman was in the room and that she hadn't noticed he was awake.
His nostrils filled with the sweet scent of rain and jasmine... It was so soft and for a moment he found himself lying there on the soft futon in the room, drinking in the aromaand growing dizzy. When he realized what he was doing he inwardly cursed himself and jerked upright. When the wounds across his stomach let off a great roar of pain he closed his eyes tightly, hissing between his grit teeth. Collapsing back in the pile of fluffy pillows he had been laying on.
The woman, Kagome was it? She rose to her feet quickly, having dropped her quill, as he heard it roll off the desk onto the floor as she moved quickly over to the side of the bed on which he laid. Seeing her concernedbrown eyes as she hovered over him. He let out a growl and glared up at her.
"Where is this, wench? Where have you taken me?"
The girl glared down at him and turned her back to him as if he hadn't said a thing at all. Storming across the room and plopping right back down at her desk... Apparantly she wasn't going to tolerate being addressed in such a way. He growled, hating the position he was in. He couldn't sit up to even look around the room, and he most definitely couldn't get up and teach that damned girl a lesson for turning her back on him when he had asked her a question.
After a moment he gave in, calling from the edge of the bed, "Girl..." When she did not respond at once he grit his teeth together to let off a horrid sound, and said, "...Kagome..." At once the girl was at the side of the bed, smiling at him. "Mmm-hmm?"
He glared up at her with his golden eyes and snorted. Well...she had made it clear what she would respond to. "Where am I?"
"You're in my room. I took you to my home after you passed out..." She had more to say but he growled and she stopped.
"This Sesshomaru does not pass out."
Kagome rolled her eyes, "Oh sure, you just died and now you magically returned to life." The look in his eyes told her that her sarcasm had not been appreciated, at all. And his eyes switched their focus to the ceiling above. "Where is your village? How far have you taken me?"
He growled when she took a while to respond and she fidgeted a bit before saying, "My home is in a city called Tokyo."
"City? Tokyo?"
Kagome bit her lip and replied, "I am from...500 years in the future..."
His eyes switched their gaze back over to her, and he looked as if he thought she was joking and was clearly showing her humor haddied on him. But she held his gaze, a serious look in her face. She wasn't joking?
The demon lord actually let his brow furrow in thought. "You brought me 500 years into the future...?" She nodded and fiddled with the bottom of her shirt. She had changed into a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. Strange enough clothing to really make him think. She was such a strange girl. With her revealing outfits and that loud yellow pack that she carried on her back... She could very well be from the future..
Or another world entirely for that matter.
He closed his eyes, gritting his teeth again. Thesound made Kagome wince. Why did he do that! It was such a horrible noise! She circled the bed, going out of his sight, but he heard her picking up some things and she returned to the bedside moments later, carrying some of the strangest objects he had ever seen. Bottles of some sort ... and fabric he recognized to be bandages. She did not think he would let her work on his wounds, did she?
That was when he realized that he was actually topless... Why hadn't he noticed that before! His chest was bare, but a bloody wrap encircled his lower torso throughly, hiding the gashes he had sustained from the bear's swipe with its claws. Normally the wound should be halfway healed, but it was taking a gruesomely slow time... Perhaps it had had something to do with the bear being insane. How strange.
He remembered. It had been foaming at the mouth. Its red eyes. Blood-lust. 'For it to have attacked this Sesshomaru it must've been ill...some sort of madness.' Could it be that a disease had been transferred to him by the bear's claws? He felt normal other than his slowed healing. But one could never tell. It might be latent inside of him...just waiting for a chance to take him over.
He was awoken from those 'wonderful' thoughts by the shuffling side to side of the girl that stood by the bed now. "I need to change your bandages, okay?" He glared at her and raised his hand, draping it over his stomach as an answer. He was clearly stating, 'No, it is not, 'okay'.'
Kagome frowned and rolled her eyes, "You're as bad as Inuyasha!" Sesshomaru growled upon being compared with his brother and sat up, meaning to set her straight right then and there. But his eyes widened as a great pain seared throughhis abdomen and he snarled, baring his fangs and clutching at his bandaged half.
Quickly the girl, Kagome, had her hands on his shoulder, carefully pulling him back down on the bed. He was in too much pain to protest and something about her touch made the pain dull. What was this feeling she was transmitting to him? Her fingertips were cool against his hot skin and that was when he realized he must have a fever. She realized it as well and frowned. Turning to start messing with a small bottle of some sort of material he had never seen before.
The loss of her touch made the pain come right back at full force, but he grit his teeth and tried to watch what the miko was doing. She had two tiny white objects in the palm of her hand soon enough and put the bottle away. He eyed her warily, what were those? She stepped forward, holding a glass of water and the two little spheres and she spoke to him, saying, "Here, I'll help you sit up, you need to take some medicine for your fever."
He growled, and said sternly, "I am in no need of your 'medicine'. Just leave me be." Still in pain, and not in the mood for being told what he needed to to.
She looked at him and placed her hands on her hips. "Being difficult doesn't help me help you."
"I didn't ask for your help in the first place, wench."
He could tell he had hit a nerve and for a moment wondered if he should have tried her patience when he was in the weaker position at the moment. He watched as she moved forward, taking ahold of him and starting to pull him upright. He pushed at her, but he was weak, in pain, and had one less arm to work with. So soon he found himself propped up against a pile of pillows... He might admit it was a fairly comfortable position.
Now he could see about the room. He was lying on a pink blanket laid out over a very tall futon. The walls were lined with...people... Were they portraits? They looked so realistic. He would have to request the name of the artist that painted those. But they were of many men.. Hmph. What a strange woman. But he quietly continued to look around. He didn't recognize any of the many objects strewn out across the floor, on the desk, or anywhere else for that matter...
He frowned and his attention switched to Kagome as she walked to the bedside with the glass of water and the two pills in hand again. He growled, "I am not taking those." He said firmly.
She looked at him and said in just as strong a tone, "Yes, you are."
They met eachother's eyes for a moment and neither dared be the first to look away. It seemed like this could go on for hours...that was...until the miko struck.
She had him back against the head board of the bed and had popped one of the pills into his mouth when he opened it to protest. He spat it right back out and glared at her triumphantly. Letting a smirk grace his face.
But Kagome glared right back at him and still had one more pill in hand. Uh-oh...he didn't like that look in her eye. He turned his head slightly, trying to judge just when she would strike. But she stood there quietly for a moment and the tension in the room multiplied.
He was weaker since his body was focusing on healing that horrendous wound across his abdomen, so she had figured out she could overpower him, if only briefly. And so she went at him again and he clenched his teeth and lips together firmly like a puppy refusing its medicine. Twisting his head to and fro to avoid the medication. She held his chin with one hand, and fought to get him to take the pill with the other.
He growled and then let out a strange little yelp sound when she forced his mouth open and in the pill went. He made as if to spit it out again but she had a hold of his chin this time and turned his head straight up. The demon lord growled furiously, the pill resting atop his tongue as he stubbornly refused to swallow it. But then she started to stroke his throat and for a moment he forgot where he was and relaxed, the pill slid down his tongue and he had swallowed it before he knew it.
She saw when he swallowed and backed up, when the touch was gone he cameoutof histrance. Instantly he snarled, realizing that he had fallen for a little trick people used on dogs. His eyes flashed red for a moment and he glared at her furiously. HOW DARE SHE!
She backed right away and sat at her desk, grinning. Oh if he could only slap that smug look off her face... But then he realized that all that fighting had reopened some of his wound, he cringed, and sank down on the bed, back to laying down. Damn it...
Sleep overtook him.