….Ahh me, I have some explaining to do don't I?
Sesshy-kun: …yes, many wish to reveal just as to why you deem it necessary to disappear for so long.
Me: …Your words are to fancy, so shad-up! Innywho, I have no excuse, I am a terrible author who lost her muse -.- sighs But school is returning so that gives me a bit more of a schedule to run on……
Sesshy-kun: …You freak, most people write more in the summer when they have more free time, and less in the winter when they have schoolwork to do.
Me: Hey, what did I say? ZIP IT MISTAH!
Sesshy-kun: miming and now onto the stupid girls story end of mime
Disclaimer: Me? Own Inuyasha? Ahaha, you make me laugh ….-.-;;
From the Devil to the Demon
FlashBack
"…Brother…" Kagome whispered. The feel of his breath against her ear made her shiver.
"You are going to come home now aren't you…?" The question was rhetorical. Kagome could never say no.
Sweeping her away, Naraku fled out in the night, his hair and Kagome's blending into a cover for the full moon that shone outside of Sesshoumaru's castle.
End
Time.
Uncontrollable, unyielding and able to slip past you faster than the memory of life can be created.
Not to mention time was utterly and totally against one Sesshoumaru Taisho.
Immediate capture of the disappearing girl that was what was practical, urgent even. She had unknown quantities of information on the castle, the grounds, even on Sesshoumaru perhaps. It was anonymous as to what she had learned, since this all was appearing very much so to be a plot of Naraku's.
And now there were four very irksome youkai lords who were presently suited in his castle, uneasily placated by the threatening promise to capture the fujin.
Ryoku and Shirou were still un-blamed by the taiyoukai, Kagome had seemed weak, humble even. She had acted almost as a gracious prisoner, and then her unwarranted escape…
She had him fooled.
No one had ever failed Lord Sesshoumaru before.
And he would make sure that no one would ever do so again.
Eight days and six hours had passed since the fujin had magically disappeared, leaving behind no traces of escape nor kidnap, none other than the fetid stench of her half-brothers miasma.
Of course the smallest scent of said evil taint had had Sesshoumaru on the heels of his foe. He had come to check on the trio's progress, wondering if she would perhaps put up a fight when she knew she was inevitably coming to a room full of people who had every wish to kill or torture her.
Of course seeing nothing, and knowing that the taka twinlings were helping in the kitchens, Sesshoumaru had ordered what was equivalent to a lockdown on his castle with the silent words that only a very angry youkai can produce.
So close…he had seen them, kin arm in arm as the fled the scene…so close…on the heels of his foe, yet heels are hard things to grasp.
Presently, Sesshoumaru was pacing his bedroom chamber, feet unfaltering in a well-known path of impatience.
Sleep had been out of the question lately. Assurance of the reputation among the other Lords was topmost in Sesshoumaru's mind. It would not do for him to look desperate for her capture, so until dusk fell and everyone had drunk themselves silly, Sesshoumaru lay wait in his chambers.
His musings on others incompetence was broken short by the large thunderous noise that was the iron knocker on his gateways.
They had caught the girl.
-x--x-
Kagome was marched through the stony halls bewildered and childish looking. Her hair was mightily disheveled, eyes wide and childish, as if she was being taken for a tour. A small pout of the lips was noticeable, her tongue sticking out slightly as if concentrating on some new problem set by a particularly difficult teacher.
All in all, she looked horribly wrong, her arms linked with chains to stony faced guards in metal breastplates and weaponry.
Actually, and quite oddly, it crossed Sesshoumaru's mind that she looked slightly like an adorable daughter caught in the crosshairs of some sort of childish game gone wrong.
Shaking such unnecessary thoughts from his mind, Sesshoumaru instead studied the girls scent. Or rather the lack thereof. She no longer possessed the strange scent that went along with miko's and there powers.
In fact, she smelled altogether like a human. As if someone had taken her, and wiped clean the traces of her former being. Like a cloth on a chalkboard, all that was left was the dusty remains of a past enigma.
However the irrevocable sense of confidence shown by - what was her name? - Kagome was somehow proof to Sesshoumaru that her youki still bloomed underneath the pallor of her skin.
Kagome was looking around quite interestedly, unknowingly giving a wide smile, which unfortunately the guards took as a sign of madness, only tightening there grip on her arms, causing her to loose slight feeling in her pinkie finger.
And yet she smiled.
Enigma. The word suited her, like someone had created the word knowing Kagome would one day exist, to puzzle and riddle Sesshoumaru.
Clutching his right fist tightly in a ball, Sesshoumaru gave a sigh of repressed fury and impatience, his thumb and forefinger forcefully rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Take her back to where she was originally when in these grounds. The other lords will wish to…" Here Sesshoumaru paused, glancing over the odd smiling girl once more before shutting his eyes against her rather contagious smile. "…meet with her later."
Turning to leave the prison cells, Sesshoumaru avoided desperately the flighty voice of a conscious. Slowly, he turned slightly to look at Ryoku and Shirou, who were - to redeem themselves- appointed once more as Kagome's guards.
"Do not lose her this time." He snarled.
And so he left to find Rin, her youthful spirit was known to cause her to be led to harm. And Sesshoumaru knew his 'guests' to be very harmful indeed.
What they will do to that girl Kagome…
With a flick of the head and a haughty shrug, such annoying consciousnesses were easily ignored.
-x--x-
Life is a very tricky thing indeed.
You think that you are living a good life, one filled with joys and comforts and love. And then one thing or another will happen, and it's like taking a off a woolen hat.
That little bit off fuzz by your eyes? It disappears; your sight is clear in every direction!
That muffled sound? Gone! Everyone's voice is new, fresh, a sweet sound that fills you with inexplicable joy.
Kagome now understood this experience as she herself felt it.
He had let her go…
Freedom was just that close, within her fingers grasp, and yet her fingers were too weak to grasp it.
But did it matter?
For these very precious moments she was free - minus the fact that she was know being led through stone cells, knowing that eventually she would be turned into one of these for unknown amounts of time.
Kagome also knew that torture was most likely in her not so far ahead future.
But life was sweet! Every breath brought her new excitement; every word spoken by others clung to with new enthusiasm even though they spoke badly of her.
Why?
As she sat down Kagome glanced once more at her clothing. Even though she knew they were stolen, they were beautiful. The black of the fabric of the kimono was hardly seen against the blue embroidery, flowers and moons and swirls, all in a chaotic battle of color. At early fall as it was, she hardly needed a yukata for extra warmth.
Slowly she investigated her body, wiggled her toes, raked her claws against the skin of her legs…she relished in feeling.
Because no more would she be the emotionless girl with the understatedly cruel half brother.
Freedom was so close.
The sound of feet wandering down to where she was located, Kagome's mind suddenly went into overdrive about the inevitable anguish that was about to come.
She would tell them honestly, everything.
…Most things.
She would tell them on how she had been kidnapped by her brother; for all how she loved him she did not like him. And she would explain how her heart too, was know gone, just like his new underling Kagura, who looked oddly much like Kagome…
To tell how the Shikon Jewel had become broken would not be so easily explained…even harder to detail why she only had three- quarters of it left, and how she needed to find the rest before power hungry demons found them…
However she couldn't explain how her soul had been returned, how life was precious to her again, how for once in so many years she didn't wish for death!
And she couldn't explain how her brother had sent her on a mission…because Naraku had found a new job that suited her very well.
After all, all she had to do was get Sesshoumaru to fall in love with her.
How hard could that be?
-x--x-
All done, sorry shorter than expected, but hey, it's up ne? Updating soon, I promise 3
Love to all those who review 3
Hate and Voodoo Doll-ish-ness to those who don't.
(Was it to weird at the end by the way? Innywho, celebrate! The end of Emo Kagome! Lol)
Ja