Sorry I haven't updated.

Sick as a dog, you know.

Its running ramped in school.

Try to update now, tell me what you think.

And for the one who told me that you think Kagome acts like a whore in this story… :Evil little grin: You should see my others. She is relatively calm here, I think. Plus, all of this sexual activity is maturing her up real fast. So, dedication to you with the first part of this chapter!

Something Akin to Fear

Chapter Eight

Finding Her

Her chin rests upon his shoulder as his muscles quiver, the sweat making them glisten in the faint light. What a run. She licks her lips, tasting her blood and his own, though her wounds are quickly healing. Her flashing white eyes have a tinge of rosary red as she peers to the double doors, a pearly grin lighting her features as she digs her fingernails into the General and unwraps her legs from his waist, sliding down to allow her feet to rest on the ground.

She brushes off her white cloths, watching as the other male jerkingly walks towards the General and she, whom has not realized there is another presence. She could feel him when he was coming. She could feel him as he watched. All the anger and pain flowing from hi body, she could feel everything and more. She has been bathing in all the emotions around her. She steps past the General, ignoring the panting man, and settles once more on the throne, running her tongue over parched lips despite the blood stains upon those white cloth strips.

As soon as the General turns and sees the intruder, however, a choking noise wells up in his throat and he scrambles away from the wall, pulling up his white hakama pants before he falls to the ground by the mans feet, eyes downcast as he stutters apologies and excuses. The red eyed man ignores him, focusing totally on the lounging female. Her voice slurs out as if drunken as she amusedly stares at the scene.

"That took you less time than usual, father." She takes a lock of hair into her hand and begins to twirl it between her fingers. Kavash narrows his eyes, growling softly, as he barks for the General to leave. The man skitters out the doors which slam shut forcefully behind him, leaving the two alone. "How long Jezebel?" His stiff back and squared shoulders would look imposing to anyone else, but she merely grins wider at him with an exasperated sigh.

"Oh, since you insisted on giving me that name." His eyes widen slightly, anger beginning to over take his sadness. "It suits you well then, dearest. Jezebel Angelique Desdemona… I even have you my last name to make you my heir! And you thank me by… by fucking my General behind my back? Infidelity! How could you?" He takes a step forward but a crackling pink and red energy around her body makes him stop, his raging eyes still upon her frame.

"You are missing an important fact, father… Infidelity applies only to those who are married or mated. I am neither, so I cannot commit this crime you accuse me of. And it has been more than your precious General. Ask your advisor, ask your Head Guard. It has been them as well…" She continues on softly, examining her hands placidly as she feels his anger beginning to erupt. "Although I have been with them each only once, your General has had a taste three times now. Don't be surprised, my Kavash, you create me, made me and molded me. You should be proud I have come this far so quickly. Did you honestly think I could survive alone on the energy and blood I get from you every night? I can keep your hunger satisfied, but it takes much more energy to keep me going. Therefore, when given the chance, I have taken whoever's energy I can. Very satisfying indeed."

He is shaking u now, clenching his fists as his waves of anger flow towards her. Happily the pink and red bolts of energy dancing around her surround his red energy, and they both watch as the red joins the fray momentarily before disappearing completely. She sighs as another burst of energy surges throughout her body, leaning her head back peacefully as his darkened voice melts out. "You have been absorbing the energy from your own people?" She closes her eyes with a purr like sound. "They offered, so not by force."

"This cannot and will not be tolerated, Jezebel. You must be punished." She flashes a grin at him, eyes glowing. "Looking forward to it Kavash."

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So review and…. Well, you have to review after I am done, but you still have to review, so I thought I would remind you. You will read this just because it is in the middle of the chapter, otherwise if it was at the top or bottom, you wouldn't! I have great rationalization skills for a sick person, yeah? Yeah buddy. Ok….

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"Lord Sesshomaru! Lord Sesshomaru! Rin met a pretty lady who gave her a pretty flower, see?" The little girl, not so little any longer, pushes the flower up towards the stoic lord who hazes down upon her steadily. He arches a slender brow, but to her it gives her the cue for her to show him instead of realize his annoyance. He does not move at first when she does but, with a defeated sigh that resonates in his mind, he moves forward, watching the bubbly pre-teen jumping and frolicking in her quest to show him this pretty lady of hers.

She disappears around a large clump of bushes as she pushes through them and he stops for only a moment as he sniffs delicately at the air. He can only smell Rin and yet he can feel something else with her. Something with no scent, but very much alive… or moving around enough to considered alive. He clenches his fists, narrowing his eyes as his knees unconsciously bend and before he can stop himself, he pounces into the air, crashing down through the trees and yet never hitting one, landing with a silent motion that sweeps his hair back and forth as his golden eyes survey the scene before him.

Rin is giggling ecstatically as she bounces up and down around a woman who sits upon the ground, legs folded beneath her. Along flowing white skirt hangs onto her hips by braided cloth, showing her tanned legs clean up to her hip bone. Her feet are bare, from what he can tell, and the small amount of fabric covering her chest cannot, in his book, be considered a top at all. Her flat stomach quivers as she laughs softly and his golden orbs finally move to her face, making him stop and examine this female closer.

Her black hair flows over her shoulders, falling into her lap lazily. There is a flower tucked behind her right ear, likely Rin's doing, and he tilts his head to the side as she finally looks to him. The white eyes startle him out of whatever personal thoughts he had been having and he openly stares back into them, racking his brain for the answer he Is looking for. He feels a tug on his hakama pants and he breaks their gaze to glance down at a grinning Rin. "Lord Sesshomaru! The pretty Lady makes Rin very happy!" He quirks a brow and then looks back to the female with a sigh, again in his mind.

"No, Rin." His hard voice grounds out like gravel, and the mysterious woman stands up slowly, never taking her eyes away from him. However, a small smile does begin to linger upon her lips, though it is close lipped. Rin pauses with a pout, sticking her hands on her hips as she huffs. "Lord Sesshomaru! Please?" He clenches his jaw and looks up, only to find that the woman had turned away from them and was slowly walking away, her hips flowing fluidly back and forth. Sesshomaru instantly ruffles indignantly and growls out to her. "Human wench… you have not been dismissed from my presence!" She does not stop but throws a look over her shoulder with a raised brow, mimicking him.

Without even truly knowing why, this angers him far greater than it should. A shiver runs down his spine as his blood goes cold and his golden eyes begin to bleed red, the striped upon his cheek jagging while fangs begin to protrude from his mouth, over his lower lip. Rin muffles a cry and backs away from him and just as she does, the woman grins and darts into the woods, running swiftly on the balls of her feet, skirt and hair whipping behind her. Sesshomaru bounds into the air after her, moving faster, but the ecstatic look upon her face as she glances sideways and sees him would make anyone believe she is enjoying this.

They run and run, forever it would seem, toying with each other in anyway possible. She would act as if she is tripping and when he would pounce towards her, she would evade him and continue on. He would draw away, masking his presence, and when she would show any signs of slowing her pace, he would appear to the side of her again, running with his red eyes trained sideways on her form.

She sniffs to herself, letting out a small cough as she looks forward, picking up her pace a bit as she nears her destination. What a perfect place it would be for a confrontation.

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