Breaking the Wild
This Idea belongs to Ethidda! I am merely the writer.
Chapter Six
The TaiYoukai and His Keeper
(NOTE: Excuse my excessive absences. This week it is Drill Team for ROTC because we have a competition this Saturday. Hopefully we will bring home another shiny golden first place over all trophy to add to the collection at my High School. Lol. Anyways, I really do hope that you all enjoy this chapter, and I am extremely sorry that it is taking me so long to spurt these out. Honors English and Honors US History will really give you a licking if you don't really pay attention and you are horrible at studying, like I am. Lol. So, without further ado, On with the Show! Heh. BloodyHues.)
The weeks, they fly, turning into months before the youkai or his master can really comprehend all the time they spend together. Neither pry into the others business, and at rare moments they are seen alone. Extremely rare moments.
No longer is slave considers slave, nor mistress considered mistress, for they live together In a quiet harmony in which they have developed over the months. Both play their roles in public, only to fall immediately back into there unusual behavior amongst themselves.
Sesshomaru sits with his legs folded cross-legged beneath in, arms crossed over his chest with a quiet contentment, eyes lightly closed in his seemingly awake slumber. Kagome is splayed out upon her own futon, arms and legs spread as wide as an Eagle would spread its wings to catch wind beneath them to glide peacefully over beautiful lands. Her slumber, however, is anything but peaceful.
Her body jerks suddenly, followed closely by man more convulsions, and immediately Sesshomaru is awake and by her side, passive looking eyes peering down at the heaving human. Her brow is beaded with sweat and her lips part in what seems like a soundless cry. Sesshomaru's eyes narrow into mere slits as his husky voice croaks out to her, rusty with his sleep. "Wench, awaken."
Upon hearing his voice in her dreams, her chest heaves off from the futon, her mouth opening in a silent "O." He repeats his words only to get the same reaction. Becoming frustrated and a tad irritated, Sesshomaru reaches out and grasps onto her sweaty shoulders, almost instantly wishing he had not.
Sesshomaru feels himself leave his body and is thrown into a dark void. Peering around even his Youkai eyes cannot see anything of where he is. It is not until a blinding bright flash of blue light erupts from behind him does he see.
He is in Kagome's mind, or more importantly, her dream. What he sees there stops his thoughts and his heart at the same time.
Kagome is running. Running from something. Running from anything and everything for her dear life. Her heart speeds up past the point where it can be easily slowed down, Kagome finds herself tumbling over some random tree root, and she curses her luck. The word Wench runs through her mind, a chilling voice is what speaks. Not any voice. The Voice! Of the one chasing her? Trying to scramble from her fallen place she feels two hands clamp onto her shoulders and with a tear-filled cry she tries to jerk from the iron grip, but she finds she cannot.
Instead, to her horror, her eyes meet poisonous golden orbs that bore into her soul. Long silver hair and fine features mauled only by lines of old age and rigid, long fangs poking over his thin lower lip. "Sesshomaru?" She whispers out, horrified and disgusted at the same time. More terrified than anything when an icy cold voice meets her ears, the sound vibrating from deep within his chest.
"No. The Great Inu No Taisho…" Golden irises flicker to the distance, gazing with contempt at something Kagome cannot see. "He is my son." Jaws snap near her face but never meet her skin as she is jerked from her dream a little too quickly, the skin on her left cheek searing with an Ungodly pain.
Waking with a start, Kagome lurches forward with a mighty yelp, her forehead clashing with something extremely hard. Falling back once more and placing her hands to her head to will away the stars and canaries dancing in front of her eyes she peers at Sesshomaru, who sports a quickly fading mark on his won forehead. Who would have known? Kagome thinks to herself. He is hard headed in more ways than one.
Suddenly remembering her dream as she stares into his inquisitive golden eyes, she cowers from him, drawing herself away from his form as quickly as possible, bringing one free hand down to run across her tender cheek, There is an odd mark there and she peers at his right arm, trailing down to his delicate looking hand. His hand is slightly pink from the contact with her cheek and her fear hightens as she continues to attempt to draw away from him.
Inu No Taiso… where have I heard of that before? It must be someone important or I would not have had the vision… he is alive and obviously very powerful if he could tap into my dreams that easily. Inu… dog… come on Kagome. Who is he?
Freezing, her doe eyes increase in their size, their chocolate color incomparable as she meets the eyes of her 'slave.'
"Lord? Lord Inu is your father?" She hisses out, leaping from her futon and pressing her back flush against the wall furthest away from the indifferent looking InuYoukai. "You are the Heir to the Western Lands? A Prince? And you did not inform me of this? You have been living here in my home and you are Youkai Royalty? Why…. How… why?" She sputters at her last part, unable to rid herself of the words.
Sesshomaru raises a thin silver brow, causing Kagome to feel as if she has missed something.
"First off, miko, this Sesshomaru's heritage and blood line has nothing to do with you. This Sesshomaru shall think you will refrain from asking such nonsense questions. In this Sesshomaru's case, however, I was enslaved at first to serve a purpose. I was to be planted within a house as a spy. The woman that purchased me and placed the binding collar on me was more powerful than this Sesshomaru first believed. When they discovered who I was, they decided collectively that it is a more fitting punishment to place me in permanent slavery than to kill. This Sesshomaru has been enslaved for over fifty years, along with my younger Hanyou half brother. Lord Inu has no been able to locate this Sesshomaru due to the magic in the metal collar still about my neck."
Sesshomaru stops in his miniature speech and Kagome lets the information soak in as her eyes sweep stiffly over the eye catching black haori he wears, the one specially made with the silver mood and large silver Inu on the back howling at the moon, and she suddenly realizes why she envisioned it so perfectly. It is he.
Blinking a few times in her stunned state she feels herself slipping down the wall as darkness consumes her body and mind, the crumple of her skin against the floor of the little hut not even registering.
Hope you liked it. As always, it's short. Sorry readers. I will try to do better. Night, all!