Wow, I feel so horrible. I totally have been neglecting this story. It's alright though, because here I am! My end of semester exams are this coming Thursday and Friday, the nineteenth and twentieth, so I have been down the throat with studying.
Good thing I am taking a break, right? Well I will update this one to the best of my ability; I have to get back into my groove.
Lol, whoop! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter and tell me what you think in reviews!
Yours truly, BloodyHues.
Breaking the Wild
Chapter Seven
Fleeing to Freedom
She awakens to find golden orbs trained on her form laying on her futon. She blinks for a second wondering why she is splayed out on her futon instead of doing what needs to be done around the house before she remembers exactly why she is here.
She sits up with a small gasp, her chocolate orbs widening as she continues to stare at the demon sitting Indian style on her floor, staring straight back at her.
She gulps, her throat seeming to be extremely dry all of the sudden and she slips from her futon, standing up and brushing off the front of her clothing that is crumpled from being slept in.
As soon as she moves to take a step towards the exit of her room, her head throbs and she grabs it with her small hands, feeling as her body begins tipping forward.
He is there before she even falls two inches forward, her body held closely to a chest and large arms encircle her petite shoulders.
She bites down on her tongue and watches as a long lock of silvery hair slips onto her nose and she sniffles a bit, blowing at it.
A rumble in the chest makes her clear her throat and move away, watching as that strand of his silver hair falls silently back into place, as if it had never been messed with.
She licks her lips nervously and blinks as she trails her eyes upwards, still close enough to him to have to look up to meet his eyes.
She takes in a deep breath, calming her rapidly beating heart and finally she finds her voice and she speaks.
It sounds a bit meek to her, like how the servants speak to Kikyou when they are ordered to do something.
"Beg your pardon, Se-" She stops and furrows her brows and a small blush creeps over the bridge of her nose.
"L-lord, Sesshomaru." The words are choked out and she lowers her eyes, becoming very self conscious at her predicament.
Sesshomaru gazes at her, astonished but not showing it. Just the other day, she had treated him as an equal.
Now she cowers at his gaze and avoids his eyes like any commoner on the street would do if they knew who he is.
And Sesshomaru finds, to his displeasure, that it displeases him greatly.
Before he can think of his actions and stop himself, he moves forward and claps his hands down on either one of her shoulders, causing her to look up, the fear evident in her swimming orbs.
"Why do you cower, Kagome?" His voice is low, yet demanding. As always he speaks to her as he would an equal… not that he believes many people… especially humans… are equal.
Kagome shifts under the weight of his grip and takes in a deep breath. "I am not your equal, Sesshomaru." Her voice is soft, but he hears her none the less.
Sesshomaru removes his hands from her shoulders but still stays close to her. "You are correct, I suppose, Kagome. I am your slave. Do not humble yourself because I am the son of Lord Inu Taisho. It makes no difference which one of us is who any more."
Kagome shakes her head, not believing her ears. Lord Sesshomaru is humbling himself? The idea seems ludicrous to her. He has never humbled himself, even as a slave.
Never the less she does not argue and instead moves towards the large cabinet where her kimonos are stored and she goes through them slowly, thinking intently as she does so.
Finally she picks out the most attractive one she can find and turns towards him with an expectant look.
He furrows his brows a bit in question but turns his back to her as she strips and then redresses, her breathing calming as she does so.
She clears her throat and Sesshomaru turns, suppressing the look that he wants to show her.
Before him stands a beauty… nay… a Goddess, dressed in a silken red kimono, silver ivy climbing in swirls around her curvy body. The silver obi that is tied about her waist only accentuates her natural hour glass figure.
She shakes her hair a bit with her hands, her fingers raking through the locks only to make her hair look somewhat puffy and thick.
She gazes at him silently and then looks to the side, moving silently to a hand made table that sits on the ground to the left of her futon.
She picks up a yellow handkerchief that is wrapped around something that jingles and Sesshomaru can only guess that it is some kind of currency.
She moves towards the door, peering at him as she goes. "Come on, Sesshomaru. Let's go." She looks away as they exit the house, not bothering to tell anyone where she is headed to.
Sesshomaru follows one step behind and one step to the right of her. She motions for him to walk at her side and he does, looking down at the small woman.
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They are riding to the West. He knows because he can sense the direction. He has always been able to tell where the west is.
The large black animal underneath him strikes out with stiff long legs as if wanting to take off towards the destination and arrive there faster than they will at this rate.
He tightens the reigns and again looks at the petite woman in her kimono riding on her horse.
He muses to himself how she has to be glad that the skirt of it billows out enough for her to strattle the horse comfortably.
As if feeling his gaze she meets his eyes with her own and for a brief moment he believes that she is going to turn around and high tail it back home, with him in tow.
Then she grins in challenge and lets out a mighty "Hiya!" and her horse's haunches bunch up under her and they are off, sprinting down the trail they are following.
He watches her fleeting back for a moment, dust kicking up to cover the trail and then with a small smile of his own he nudges his prancing horse in the ribs and they take off after their prey.
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