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Breaking the Wild

Chapter Two

Terrorized Arrival

Kagome had a time explaining to her mother why a Taiyoukai was coming to live with them. Her mother had been absolutely appalled, especially when Sango had more than willingly piped in that the Taiyoukai would have been put to murder, and why. That had received an exasperated sigh from the small miko.

"Mom, you don't understand. I couldn't just let him get put to death!" Her frantic cries of justification landed on deaf ears at first, until Kikyo ambled in from somewhere that she had been hiding all day, a grin lighting up her hawk like features, dark black eyes settled on her little sister.

"I heard the news! Congratulations, Kagome, on your first slave! I bet he has to be a keeper since you broke down and bought him. Tell me, what exactly does he look like?" The older miko had been breathless, staring Kagome down as if she was some piece of fresh meat fresh off the cart.

"Ah… Kikyo, I don't believe this is the right time to talk about-"She was cut off by her mother's shrill shriek. "Kagome, the slave cart is already here! What in the world are we supposed to do with such a savage beast! There is no way we can house him with the other slaves! He would kill them in cold blood!"

Kagome peered out through the small window of their humble hut, eyeing the road that seemed oddly narrow as the black slave cart ambled closer, the wood creaking and groaning as the horses pull it through the mud. Kagome threw an apologetic look to her mother before moving out the front hatch, staring still at the carriage.

The horses grunted to a halt as the driver pulls back on the reigns, glancing apprehensively at the young girl that stood in front of the Higurashi home before moving around to the back of the cart, followed by three burly looking men that had been riding along. A scraping of metal would be heard as a latch was undone and a small squeak was heard as the door swings open.

There came a holler from one of the bigger men as the driver steps back quickly, wanting to get out of the way.

Then there was a plop and Kagome had to narrow her eyes at the scene that lay before her. The three burly men wrestled the Taiyoukai to the muddy ground, smearing his front end into the mush unceremoniously. Kagome felt like screaming at there indecency. Mustering up all the courage she had, she strolls a bit closer, demanding their attention.

Four pairs of eyes met her, one that now sported a black and purple bruise. Though the Taiyoukai's hands were clasped in irons behind his back, she knew without a doubt that he had been the cause of it. For some unknown reason, the thought thrilled her. Then, as she parted her lips to speak, she could feel as a pair of golden orbs moved up from the ground to rest on her face defiantly.

Sesshomaru was silent as ever as he stared up at the girl that had purchased him. Smiling in his mind he concluded that indeed he would need to show her that he was not going to bend to the laws of slaves. He never had before, and he didn't plan on starting to do so. Her voice, however, demanded attention.

"What are you doing to my slave? I demand that you allow him to stand. He is not an animal and shall not be treated like one!" The men stared at her as if she had three heads and was sprouting a tail. She didn't care. The injustice that was occurring in front of her was making her stomach flop and her head spin. She never did like slavery in the first place.

Better to have a murderer in a warm home than out on the streets any ways.

With hesitated movements they bring the Taiyoukai up to stand and he impulsively jerks away from them, stumbling forward. Stumbling… wasn't the word. It was more of a graceful… stepping motion. She found herself staring up into the vivid eyes of a crazed Taiyoukai.

He looked down on her. He looked down on her and she had not yet ordered someone to beat him yet. That was, indeed, strange. He would not falter, though. He would show her the same attitude that he showed others. He would kill her… if she crossed the lines like the others had.

And that had him flashing back to the time the woman who owned him a while back had asked him to share her bed. He was irate. To share someone's bed as a slave was a disgrace… to bed a human woman was even worse. She had met the tips of his lethal claws quite quickly and it had left a most unattractive scar.

He had to smirk, and it was visible. It reached his eyes and his lips pursed in the unknown pleasure. Kagome felt momentarily frightened at the stare that only a fox would give a rabbit and she startled everyone by clasping her hands in front of her and offering him a low bow, her long black locks oozing from behind her back to veil her face in all its entirety.

He eyed her curiously. The nape of her neck peeked at him tantalizingly, and unknowingly he growled. The thought of sinking his fangs into that soft flesh drove him wild. He immediately tried to rid himself of the feeling, biting on his own tongue and drawing tiny drops of blood.

By the time he had calmed that beast that was chained up yet straining against its restraints, she had stood straight once more and had waved the burly men away impatiently. He canted his head to the side, blankly staring at her. She was to trusting, that he knew. It would be easier that way… he would be able to get what he wanted and be able to get out of slavery as well.

She reached his way, something in her hand glinted maliciously. A key. His eyes narrowed and he move backwards, still eyeing her hands. She stared at him for a while then shrugging she turned her back on him and moved towards her homely hut in which she lived. She moved through the hatch, scoffing at the inner surroundings. It wasn't as clean as she had first hoped.

After a combined full ten minutes a scuffing was heard and Sesshomaru shoved himself into the hut, looking around disgustedly. The front of it was small, and the different rooms were sectioned off by thin bamboo walls. This was nothing like he was used to living. The ones that had attempted to keep him before at least had money.

Kagome eyed him carefully, noting how the mud had already started to dry up and crack along his skin. It didn't seem right… it did not fit the way that she had seen him earlier, in all his glory. She paused before disappearing in another room, emerging with clothes that, to Sesshomaru, smelled of jasmine and honey. The same scent that cloaked Kagome.

She hesitated, then moved back out the door, motioning for him to follow. To her surprise, he did so immediately, though his chin still tilted upwards and his eyes downcast on her frame. She had noticed that her mother, Sango, and Kikyo had disappeared. She knew that they had been watching from the window and no matter how handsome the creature was, even Kikyo would not have wanted to be around him were he to lose his temper.

Scoffing, she moved further into a forest, and finally her small steps had led her to a large body of water. Clear, pure water. As she turned to Sesshomaru she hung the haori on the nearest tree branch and approached him calmly, her eyes meeting his that were filled with hatred and a burning fire.

"If you will not run, I will take off the shackles… Sesshomaru-sama." He blinked. He actually blinked as he stared at her. She had used an honorific and he couldn't put his claw on why. He was a slave, whether he liked to admit it or not, and she had addressed him as more. Narrowing his eyes he offered a curt nod. He would not look a gift horse in the mouth.

She moved closer to him, rounding to his back side before slipping the key into the locks that kept him restrained, and with a resounding startled cry, the shackles opened and fell to the ground.

Time seemed to stand still.

She cleared her throat, turning her back to his and waited to hear the splash of water that let her know he was bathing. It took a while, but it finally came after a whoosh of dropping fabric. She leaned against the nearest tree trunk as she awaited for him to finish.

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