Disclaimer: Inuyasha is not mine. -sniffle- It breaks my heart!
A/N: I've decided to keep the chapters at about 1,500 words from here on out.
With Kagome…
She was going to go insane alone in here. It's probably what that guy intended, but she was still afraid. There was absolutely no way out of the room, the windows were stuck, and the door was locked. She even tried purifying them, but that didn't work either. The powers weren't demonic.
"Well if I'm going to go mad, I won't go easily!" She yelled to the heavens. "So I swear that I will wreak havoc as well as I can to bother this guy before he can get to me!" With that proclamation finished, she was feeling very tired. She had to take a nap, but later, oh how they would suffer! So with that thought in mind, she lay down on the bed where she had slept earlier, and dissolved into the world of dreams where she was at home and safe, away from that crazy dragon lord guy.
Later…
Kagome awoke abruptly from a bad dream that she was immediately forgotten after awakening, but instead of opening her eyes, she kept them closed in an attempt to once again disappear from the world of the living. She couldn't fall asleep again, though. She found that she couldn't because she was too hot, so she tried to kick off her blankets. Strangely, she found that to be impossible. Why couldn't she get the dang blanket off! Finally succumbing to the inevitable, she opened her eyes and found that it wasn't a blanket but a very expensive looking kimono.
"What the heck! Why am I in a freaking kimono!" Her second thought was, "and how the hell did I get in it in the first place!" She yelped, and paled at the thought of someone undressing her. She didn't care that probably nobody could hear her for miles.
"Because that is the proper garb for someone of your status." Replied someone smoothly behind her, failing to answer her second question.
Whoops, scratch out that last thought. Kagome thought drearily, turning slowly to come face to face with her captor. He had his mask off, but was still wearing completely black. He was tall and lean, with black shoes, black tailored pants, and a black button-down shirt that had three buttons open on the top. His face had a slight hint of 5 o'clock shadow; his hair was as black as night, but his eyes were a chocolaty-brown color. Thankfully, he seemed to be 25 or so, not some crumpity old man. Then it hit her. He was wearing modern clothes. She made a mental note to ask him about it another time.
"Oh and what is my status?" Kagome asked edgily.
"That of a queen my dear, that of a queen." He offered smoothly.
"Thanks, I'm flattered, really, but I don't wanna be your queen! Now I'm getting out of this stupid thing!" With that said, she tried to rip off the exquisite garment, but was once again surprised to find she couldn't get it off.
"You!" she yelled pointing at the lord. "Get it off, now!" She said in a commanding tone.
He gave her a look that reminded her of Sesshomaru and cocked an elegant eyebrow before replying. "As much as I would love to take that off of your beautiful body, I can't until we are happily married."
Kagome was horrified. "What do you mean you can't take it off!" She yelped. "And further more, what do you mean HAPPILY married!" On the plus side, Kagome thought, he won't be undressing me any time soon.
"I put a spell on it so that no matter what you or anybody else does, they can't take it off until we're married." He answered simply.
"I…I can't." She said meekly. "I can't marry y-you."
"And why is that?" He said, a hint of amusement creeping into his voice.
"Well…you see…that is…I-I love someone else." She stuttered.
He laughed outright. "I'll make you a deal," He said, examining his fingernails. He looked up, "If I kill this guy, what's-his-name, you will marry me. If I don't, and I get killed, you can marry him and the kimono will come off." He laughed again, "But that's not going to happen, now is it?"
Kagome smiled sourly. "I'll make YOU a deal. If you should, in the unlikely event, kill Inuyasha, and I marry you, the second you turn your back on me, I will stab it." She said with a confident nod.
"Well, that will make our relationship a bit more interesting, now won't it?" He said smugly. Apparently he didn't think the miko was capable of killing him.
"Damn you!" Kagome yelled. "Leave. NOW." She said, in a deadly tone, glaring at him.
"Your wish is my command Lady Kagome." And with that, he strode out of the room. Kagome noted that his gait was somewhat predatorial.
This was all too much, she needed to take a break, but she couldn't go home, so what was she to do?
If there was ever a time when she wished that Inuyasha were here, it was now.
Sango surveyed the filthy, bustling crowd carefully as she walked back towards The Happy Tajiya with Inuyasha, searching for the strange man that Inuyasha had known. What could he be up to?
They had been discussing plans, and Inuyasha said it was probably best if they went after Kagome's kidnapper first, because they had less time until he possibly killed her. Sango agreed, feeling sorry for Kagome. From what Inuyasha told her, she was about Sango's age. Inuyasha glanced at Sango guiltily as he told her about how Kagome was the reincarnation of a very powerful miko, but left out the fact that she was from the future. Sango would find out soon enough, and frankly, Inuyasha didn't know how to tell her without her making the quick and almost-accurate assumption that he was a loony.
Meanwhile….
Miroku sat at the back of a shed, momentarily finding peace and quiet. He settled himself into a comfortable meditation position, closing his eyes. It didn't take long for Miroku to sift through the auras of hundreds of people, numerous animals, and harmless spirits to find what he was looking for. There! In the basement of an old tavern was the festering, wretched spirit of a demon, half-crazed with hunger. He stood quickly; grasping his staff in his left hand, and began walking in the direction of the tavern. Show time.
Sango heard a shout coming from the direction of The Happy Tajiya. She quickened her pace until she was nearly running towards her tavern. This was not good; she could sense a demon, and it was angry. She arrived at the scene of the disturbance winded, and thoroughly surprised.
There stood Miroku, in a fighting stance, chucking scroll spells at a fifty-foot centipede and muttering spells. The centipede roared its fury as scrolls struck its armored body. Miroku didn't seem to be making any progress. Sango, by this time, had figured out that Miroku was a powerful monk, no matter how lecherous he might be. Sango gasped as acidic poison suddenly spewed from the centipede's mouth. Miroku merely threw up a barrier, and Sango watched in amazement as the poison washed over him and didn't harm a hair on his head.
Inuyasha thought this would be a good time to step in and help. "NO!" Miroku yelled fiercely. "I HAVE IT UNDER CONTROL!" Inuyasha snorted, but backed off.
With that, Miroku ripped off the rosary beads on his right hand and held it up to the centipede. "WIND TUNNEL!"
The centipede immediately began to be pulled towards Miroku, and Sango noticed a black, swirling vortex originating from Miroku's right hand.
Miroku braced him self, putting his left hand on his right arm to steady it as a sucking, vacuum-like wind started to pull in loose objects, including the The Happy Tajiya sign. Sango barely noticed though, as she was mesmerized by the power Miroku possessed.
The centipede was finally pulled completely into the vortex, and Miroku hastily put the rosary beads back on.
Silence.
The anxious crowd that had quickly gathered at the sight of action burst into applause, and Miroku bowed saying, "Thank you, thank you very much."
Sango glared at him as several beautiful local girls surrounded Miroku. Sango heard snatches of what Miroku said, such as "Thank you ladies, it was nothing, really!"
Figures. Sango thought, He uses his victory to his advantage. As Sango was glowering at him and his admirers, Miroku caught her eyes over a girl's head, and winked. Sango smiled warmly despite herself.
