Tainted Silver
- Chapter 6 -
Sunlight filtered into the quiet room. Far away sounds of frustration and fearful screams awakened its only occupant. Arms stretched themselves slowly from inside the silk sheets, nobody noticing.
"What in all the hells that hath fury happened?"
Kagome's blue-grey eyes opened to a white ceileing and an empty room. She touched her ribs, which were neatly bandaged. She slowly turned her head to face the closed door and winced in the process from her neck wounds.
'I have to get up,' she thought.
She quietly slipped her feet ouf of the sheets and onto the cold floor. Most of her thighs were bandaged, she noticed, as were her wrists.
"Sure did a number on me," she muttered.
"Kagome! You're awake!"
She looked up at the open door at Sango. She smiled warmly at her friend.
"Why're you up? You could hurt yourself!"
Kagome batted away Sango's insistant hands.
"What happened last night Sango?"
Sango's eyes took on a dark look.
"I should ask you the same," she said softly.
Kagome nodded, patting the edge of the bed next to her.
"I went and stuck my nose where I wasn't supposed to," Kagome said simply, "and he put me in my place."
Sango laid her hand over Kagome's.
"He had no right and you were curious."
"What happened Sango?"
"He was stubborn and firmly believed you were here to kill him, take Rin, and who knows what else.
"So last night-."
"Last night? You've been out for three days!"
Kagome's eyes widened.
"And since then Sesshomaru's been wrecking his room, drunk. He hasn't eaten and refuses to let any of us in, not that any of us would want to go in.
"I'll go in."
Sango looked at her strangely.
"Are you crazy? Haven't you seen what he can do? I would've gone in but-."
"Sango, I've made up my mind," Kagome cut in.
She stood up and stiffly made her way to the door. Sango huffed indignantly and followed to assist the young woman.
"The keys Sango," she said as she approached the door from three nights back.
"No keys," answered Sango, "we've never found any."
Kagome sighed, her resolve faltering.
'No. He may have hurt me, but it was all a huge misconception because of his distrust."
Kagome scanned her surroundings trying to find a way to open the door. Her eyes landed on Sango.
"Sango," she pleaded.
"Kami," she sighed.
Sango warily appraoched the door and her hand passed through. The door opened with a soft click. Kagome went through and, before Sango could protest, closed the door.
Like before the room was dark and the aif od the candly was unavailable. She oculd feel his eyes on her, but couldn't see his golden orbs anywhere. She took a step forward and felt someone move behind her. Her eyes adjusted to the dark room slowly.
"Where are you?," she whispered in fear.
Something brushed past her shoulder, her leg, then behind her again. She stood frozen in (familiar) fear.
"Sessho-."
"Shhhh."
Her eyes turned left and right, not knowing where he was. Then, against her ear, he spoke again.
"Don't scream."
Kagome's thoughts ran wild, but above all one was prominent.
"He's insane and drunk!"
She felt him behind her an couldn't turn around. Her voice failed her and her resolve was gone. His hands touched her shoulders and slowly made their way towards her hands.
"You're scared."
His face nuzzled her neck and she tensed.
"I'm sorry," he whispered against her skin.
An innocent woman with good intentions was in his room and every fiber of his being told him to mark her as his. His daughter did need a mother after all.
"You are strange."
He slipped his fingers between her own, his mind screaming at him that he was forgetting something.
"You are a stranger."
He would watch her every move from then on. His instinctive adoratin for this creature was strange and new, intoxicating.
"You are special."
He lifted her arms with his and hugged her small frame. She was hurt and his mind told him he was guilty of it. Yet the girl wasn't shaking with fear or screaming her lungs out.
"But will you save me?"
She turned, her eyes blind. Her hands freely roamed his features from his soft, silver hair to his lips.
"You're drunk," she stated.
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Sango paced back and forth in front of Sesshomaru's room.
"Tense?"
She jumped, startled, and looked into her lover's amused eyes.
"More like worried," she bit out.
"Touchy are we? Is Kagome okay?"
"You could say that," she answered impatiently.
"Then what are you so worried about?"
"Okaa-san isn't in her room!," squealed a young girl across the room.
Miroku turned Sango around and narrowd his eyes at her averted gaze.
"She's in there isn't she?," he questioned.
Sango nodded, spotting Rin's attentive look next to Kohaku and Souta.
"Okaa-san is with otou-san isn't she?"
Sango buried her face into Miroku's chest, worried still. Rin, determined, went up to the door and knocked.
"Okaa-san," she called out.
"Rin?," came the muffled answer.
Everybody looked up at the closed door, waiting. The door opened slowly, light spilling into some of the darkness. Kaogme's pale figure stepped out, alone.
"Miroku," she said softly, "go get the man some coffee. He's drunk and insane."
Sango gripped his hand before he left. He turned to her and kissed her cheek with a smile. Kagome closed the door softly, a crash following soon after.
"Stand still will you?!," she yelled at the door.
Sango had an unexplainable look on her face, one of pure confusion. Kagome giggled at her and pulled her towards the stairs.
"Make some breakfast, will you?"