A/N: For some reasons I'm not satisfied with this chapter and have to rewrite it many times. I might change it in the future. Let me know what you think. Thanks for the read, reviews, follow and favorite. +_^
Her eyes snapped open not to the darkness of hell she expected but to a pairs of red orbs that shown so much hated towards her that if looks alone could kill she would have been nothing but ashes by now.
The sunlight that filled the room suggested that it was noon. Which mean she had had a few hours of sleeps. She never thought she would woke up to see the world again when she closed her eyes to sleep, but here she was; alive and kicking.
Why did he not kill her?
She had stayed up all night, he had kept her up all night, and had her body pressed against his the whole times in bed. She did not know when he left, all she knew was somewhere along the way she gave up on waiting for her death to come, she slept. It was morning then.
It would be good too, if he were killing her in her sleep; she would not have to suffer seeing him killing her.
But here she was, awake to the demoness, Yuko, whose eyes were intensively stared at her as if she wanted to set fire on her.
Whatever.
They could do whatever they wanted with her. Her life was in their hands. To her, died now or in a few more days would not make any difference. In fact, she partly wished that it could be now so she would not have to go through last night again. Her entire body was aching. The sensations of him were still lingered on her sensitive body.
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The human girl was alive! How could she be alive? No one had ever survived before, Yoko thought bitterly.
"Let her rested," Sesshomaru ordered as he gently opened and closed the door trying not to wake the human girl up.
Yuko's eyes bled red at the thought. It was this morning.
She was rushing to see the human's corpse, but not only there was no corpse, he ordered to give the human whatever she need.
Whatever she need?
What had that human done to her great lord Sesshomaru? The lord who had never spared any demoness as much as a glance in the seventy years she had served him!
She was hoping that when he was sick with his pathetic toys, human women, he would look her way. She was one of the most beautiful demoness alive, yet he never giving her as much as a glance.
But Yuko was willing to wait. All those women were killed in the middle of the night. They were just his play things. Never once had anyone lived through night!
So why this one was still alive?
As if to taunt Yuko, the human stood up without a tint of emotion, showing her nude seductive form and walked to gather her clothes from the floor.
Whore!
Anger fueled every cell in her body. She wanted to sink her claws and tore the little whore's body that was used to captive her Sesshomaru.
She could almost hear the human screamed with pleasure under the dog demon lord.
Yuko could smell Sesshomaru's scents on every inches of her bare form, but that wasn't enough, there were kiss marks on her entire body as well. There was not a tint of shame on the human woman's cold expressionless face. It was as if she was showing off the marks of their hot night.
She must be content to have such handsome lord all over her. Satisfying her. The dream any woman would wish to live.
Damn her! She really wanted to chop the whore to pieces.
"How can you are still alive?" Yuko murmured, more to herself than to the human.
The human girl ignored her and worked her way to put her kimono on her nude body.
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The venoms leaked from the demoness's voice that could murder the whole city were clearly suggested that she wanted her dead. She could care less what the demoness wanted.
She had stopped caring.
She put her clothes on. If she were going to be killed, she wanted her body covered at least. Her muscles were aching all over as she moved.
Why was she still alive? She didn't care to know. Why care about the life that could be snap away at any moment.
She was just a play thing the demon found pleasures in. Whatever he found in her, he would soon be sick of it. He could find a new replacement in a blink of an eye. It didn't have to be her. He didn't care about her. No one cared about her.
Even her own family!
Even her lover!
The lover that would have been her husband in the next three days if the noticed from the west castle had not come for her.
The people in the village wanted to live so much that they did not hesitant to throw her away. But it didn't matter.
She would not blame them. If the chosen woman were someone else, she would be one of the standbys feeling sorry for whoever that unlucky lady was. She would not have the power to rescue anyone.
But the unlucky woman was no one else but herself.
So she took it. Faced it head on whatever it was.
She did not have anything left. No hope, no future. No loved. No feelings. All left for her was death. She was counting the days. No, she was counting the seconds and minutes of it.
A knocked on the door caught both women's attention. Yuko went to open the door while the human ignored it.
And there came the green imp, Jaken, the first demon she met when she first reached the castle. The demon that came to take her from the humans.
Behind Jaken, the green imp demon whose height only reached her knee, were demon servants carrying all kinds of high quality goods; kimonos, jewelries, combs, perfumes, and many more.
"Lord Sesshomaru is presenting these gifts to you," the imp announced proudly and loudly for the entire room to hear. But she didn't even do as much as take a peak.
She didn't want it.
Yuko's arms were trembling from the tightly clenched fists; this, the human girl did not fail to notice.
Jealousy fueled her entire body as well as the desire to kill.
To kill her.
If the demoness wanted those gifts, she cold has them all. She didn't care for any of those.
A bird in a golden cage. No matter how luxurious the cage may be, it was but a cage. She was not free to soar the clear blue sky and had her wings bathed in the warm sunlight while gazing down upon the earth.
Jaken was taken aback at her lack of anticipation. The gifts that would have made any woman's jaw drop from happiness.
"You do not like the gifts?" the imp's eyes narrowed, staring at the human who stood in the middle of the room acting indifference.
"No," was all she gave the demon imp. His jaw dropped to the floor.
"Why?" he asked sharply.
"I do not care for them."
"Y-you insolent human! How dare you not appreciated Lord Sesshomaru's generosity!" he pointed a shaking finger at her.
She didn't care.
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"You didn't like my gifts?" asked the demon lord. It was night times and he was with her once more. He was standing next to the window, staring out into the night.
"No," she answered simply. She was sitting on the bed.
"Why?"
"They have no value to me."
The great dog demon lord gracefully turned to face her, "What is it that you want then?"
Why would he care?
But her expression did not give any emotions away. She didn't care to know.
"You cannot give it to me," she stated. She did not know why he would want to give her a gift. Was it to show off his wealth? To satisfice his ego? Or was she seemed like a greedy whore to him that he thought would be willing to please him if she was blinded with luxuries.
His golden eyes narrowed, "Name it." His deep smooth voice was full of authority. His voice never rose.
"Freedom."
The room went silent. She knew she was right. She could not read his expression but he remained silence for a few good minutes before he told.
"That is the only thing I cannot give you,"
She didn't expect anything from him. She didn't expect anything at all. Not from him. Not from the world.
"Undress," he once again ordered. The human once again obeyed.
And in bed, she was once again his long lost lover. His touch was gentle. His voice was soft like a sweet melody that melted any woman's soul. He tasted her body with his whole beings. Satisfying his hungry empty heart as he was taking her. Embraced her.
In bed, she was his lover. She was loved.
Only, it wasn't she he loved.
It was Rin.
RiSess13: I already pm you the answered, I hope you like it.
LP: Sorry to disappoint you, but Sesshomaru was the one killed them. "He roared into the sky, after tearing the very thing (woman) that looked so much like her but could never be her
Icegirljenni: I don't mind telling you if you don't mind spoiler. *_*