Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
Kagome saw dancing. All around her she saw dancing. She felt part of this crowd, yet at the same time, not there at all. At times she could actually feel herself dancing, and then swiftly would watch herself dance, in almost an out of body way. The party she was in and out of was massive, and she felt as if she had danced for days by the time she made it to the edge of the crowd. She turned in a circle, dancing still, before she stopped and eyed what lay before her. Almost immediately she felt fear inside her heart and turned to go back to the party, only to see a desolate forest behind her. Turning back to what she had faced before she stared walking up towards it.
In front of her she found herself staring at a large home that was entirely white, almost as if no color existed in this world. The ground was covered in snow, and suddenly Kagome felt very cold. Noticing now that she was naked, Kagome watched as her body moved forward before finally arriving on the porch and suddenly she was thrust back into her body. She could feel herself reaching for the door handle before stopping. It was covered in blood. She pulled her hand to her chest and began to breathe uncontrollably.
"You have desecrated this Sesshomaru's land." She whipped her head around but found no comfort in the giant dog that stood before her. She knew this giant beast, but from where she could not say. It all felt familiar yet unknown. Instantly she was reminded of her nudity and reached her hands down to cover herself only to find that she was wrapped in a red cloak. The cloak started billowing in the wind that begun to pick up and instantly her hands dashed again to cover her displayed goods.
Before she could blink the dog had transformed into what appeared to be a Greek God. His hands had snatched her own and he had forced her to stare into his beautiful eyes. Those eyes appeared to be like flames, dancing in color from orange to red, never remaining one true color and constantly shifting. His magenta stripes on his face stuck out against his porcelain skin and the moon crescent on his forehead caused her to stare. "Who are you?" She whispered, still somehow perplexed at the monster before her.
"This Sesshomaru will own you!"
She was flung from his grasp and through the door, landing roughly on the hard floors. She could hear the creak of Sesshomaru's footsteps as he walked towards her, but before he could reach it to her he simply vanished. She felt the shift in auras and looked up, scared of what she may see. Kagome's eyes stood wide as she took in the form of a smiling elder miko.
The woman's hair had transformed white from old age, and her back arched in a manner that suggested she had shrunken over the years. Her eyes showed a deep blue and a lifetime worth of experiences. The wrinkles on her face were many, and the genuine smile that spread across her face was comforting. She stood with her palms in her robes across her chest and smiled broader upon seeing Kagome look at her.
Removing her hand from her robes she outstretched it to the younger woman, "Come, my granddaughter."
Kagome stood up, but quickly fell into the elder woman's arms and began to cry heavily. Memories of the fight, destruction, discovery, and funeral came rushing into the girls mind and she found herself unable to do more than breathe and continue her onslaught of tears. "I am so… so… sorry. I could… couldn't … be here… in time." The elder woman allowed both of them to sink to the floor, but continued to hold Kagome. She began to rub the child's back in an attempt to soothe her, but found that all it did was force the crying to continue even harder.
Pulling Kagome out of her chest, she gently grabbed the young girls face with both hands and smiled at her before laughing lightly, "My granddaughter, why do you cry for me?" "Because… 'cause… 'cause you had to die. And I… I… couldn't save you." Again, another flood of tears began cascading down Kagome's face. The elder miko gently wiped a tear from the girls face and smiled at her as she spoke, "Young child, you must understand that all things must die. You could not save me even if you wanted too. Do not cry for me, for I am free of this world. I no longer have to worry about pain, and suffering, and attempting to remain connected with reality, as in these last months. I am happy, my granddaughter, and wish for you to remain as well."
Kagome leaned her head down into the woman's chest and continued to cry, but her chest no longer heaved, nor did her tears come out in falls, but merely in small streams. She struggled to find her voice before she spoke again, "I am honored for you to call me granddaughter, but unfortunately, I am not her…" She intended for it to come out louder than a whisper, but it barely made that. The elder woman gently stroked her hair and hummed lightly.
"My child, there are so many things you do not know. So many things I cannot tell you, but I promise you, you are my granddaughter. You are my flesh, you are my bone, you are my blood, and you are my Kagome."
Kagome moved her face and stared at the woman before her mouth formed the words, "How?" Again, her grandmother chuckled, "As I said before, there are many things I cannot tell you yet, but you are my flesh and bone."
For minutes Kagome just sat there staring at what she now knew to be her grandmother. She observed and graphed every detail she could visibly see with this woman. Minor details began to stick out and connect with her in such a way she did not realize. Her eyes matched Kagome's with only a slight variation of the blue hue, but blue none the less. Her smile was her own mothers, and several of her facial features reminded her of Souta. This woman was her grandmother.
Realizing that they were on borrowed time Grandmother stood up, pulling Kagome with her and absentmindedly wrapping the red cloak around her bare skin. "My child, I must tell you that you will face a terrible injustice here shortly, but do not worry. This will pass. Please, do not struggle, and please do not run. Do not cut your life short." "What do you mean?" "My Kagome, please do not fight him! While destiny may be one thing, temperance is another. Please do not run my Kagome! I love you."
And in a great heave the elder woman turned to ash and was carried out the door by a gust of wind.
Kagome's eyes flooded open and she found herself in the embrace of the very being she had prayed she wouldn't see again. She felt his hand curl itself into her bare breast, and for a moment she was confused as to why she was nude before the realization struck her. He captured her, and was going to rape her. She flushed and before she could stop her stomach lurched and frothy bile erupted from her mouth.
Sesshomaru immediately moved away from the girl, unintentionally shoving her downwards and away from his person. Immediately the room was filled with the stench of her stomach contents and he felt his own stomach churn in disgust. His first and foremost thought was that perhaps the girl had gotten ill. She ran from him in very poor conditions, so it wouldn't be unthinkable that she picked up a sickness.
She lurched again, this time with tears falling down her face in a silent cry to attempt the sickening feeling she was having. "Please…" Heave "No…" Heave. She began dry heaving, but no more bile flowed from her throat and onto the rug.
Sesshomaru grabbed the girls cloak and went to put it around her in an attempt to calm her sickness, but stopped once he realized the reason for her sudden, and quite unexpected, ailment. Besides the disgusting scent of bile that permeated the home now, there was an even larger amount of fear and shame. She had realized what was going to happen to her, or at least guessed once he unceremoniously molested her breast, and became ill at the thought. "How dare she!" Sesshomaru screamed in his head. "This Sesshomaru is the most eligible demon in the world, with the most power, and the most strength, and she becomes ill just thinking of having sexual relations with this Sesshomaru?" Immediately he tossed her coat to the side and quickly grabbed the rug from under her and throwing it out into the snow and away from the home.
Kagome looked up in disbelief as she watched him began slamming open windows and doors in an obvious attempt to air at the home. Every few steps he would stop and glare at her before continuing his task. She found herself staring at him and blushed deeply once she realized that he was naked. She knew that she was aroused at the sight of him, but refused to have sex with him. This was not the way a woman is to lose her virginity, at least not her.
Sesshomaru growled once he smelt her arousal followed by an immense wave of shame. Her body wanted him, yet she refused to acknowledge it! It took him several long minutes before he allowed himself to calm enough to the point of not wanting to exactly kill her and he closed the windows and doors again.
Walking swiftly to her he snatched her arms and raised them above her head and brought her face level with his own. "You are ashamed to have sex with this Sesshomaru? Explain!" He all but growled at her. Kagome had trouble finding her voice, but when she did she ensured it was strong, "I will not give myself to a monster who wants to rape me!" While she may have thought her voice was powerful enough to move mountains, Sesshomaru seen it as a bitch refusing to submit. He slapped her hard across the face, most likely leaving a bruise.
"You will submit to this Sesshomaru, or you will face consequences so severe that going to the underworld would be a vacation. If you refuse you will become a concubine for the very worst of the demons in this world. There are demons that make the spider-hanyou seem like an angel. You will be raped on a constant basis, and every child you have will be slaughtered in front of you, for what will be more shameful than a common whore's child? You will be taken in front of Lords and Ladies for the sake of their own "entertainment", and if you make to ten years without dying, your female organs will be cut from your body and mutilated so that none may be able to use you again!" He spoke, his voice touching on screaming at points.
Kagome felt her heart drop before her head fell to the ground defeated; she was going to be raped.