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He has always considered his self a being that was calm, composed, and generally unemotional. It usually took a great deal to break down his composure and when that rare breakdown happened nothing good was going to come of it.
So many centuries he worked on his cold demeanor in order to perfect it, and after he saw his father's fall from grace, he made sure to keep his self in check as much as possible. The fact that his father sacrificed his life for a mortal and the half-breed, shamed him to no end, but it was his father's life and he really had no say in how his sire should live his life; the best he could do is swear to never become like his father.
Perhaps he should have tried harder to be less like his father and more like his mother. Being cold and completely detached like his mother would mean no feeling about things outside of him, and he would definitely not be zipping through the forest hunting down the greatest shame to his pure, perfect blood.
The half-breed although not of pure blood did hold the ability to find a strength buried deep within him to surpass any challenge that faced him. To an extent this pleased him, not because he cared about the hanyou, but because it meant that he would not have to hover over his sibling constantly making sure he stayed alive. However, this strength of hanyou's, sometimes crossed his path and he did not like it one bit.
Normally he wouldn't waste time with retaliating against the hanyou, but this time the half-breed had gone too far. How he managed to get past his guards and into the castle was beyond him, and when he returned to his home someone was going to die for neglecting their duties.
The half-breed, who he should have allowed his mother to kill the last time she returned to her home land, upon his sudden appearance within his castle walls absconded with his property, which is against his laws and could constitute death. Although he easily figured that even if he tried to kill his idiot brother, he would somehow manage to escape and live to annoy him another day.
The hanyou had no sense in his head at all. As a pup who had yet to break past adolescence and no understanding of how things in the youkai world worked, he broke the castle walls and took the girl fleeing into the dark of the forest. Perhaps at some point in time he should have explained how the mating process works in the youkai world, but for him to do much more than make sure the half-breed stayed alive was just too preposterous. Then again had he had told the hanyou how a youkai's life works he wouldn't be after the half-breed in order to retrieve his bitch.
It wasn't so much that anything would happen if he and his mate were permanently separated but more to do with the sheer principal of things. Everything that was his; WAS HIS, and there was no room for sharing. It was bad enough the hanyou held the one thing he coveted the most; he'd be damned if he allowed the hanyou anything else that was his, including a certain loud mouthed miko.
It wasn't long until he finally caught up with the vermin clad in red, along with a screeching bitch beating upon his chest, demanding to be let go or else. He knew what that 'or else' meant and couldn't wait to see it happen. It was one of his sinful pleasures and would never admit to it even under pain and imminent death; but when he would be near the tachi and would happen to hear the hanyou and the miko arguing he would stealthily hide close by, just to see his baka of a brother be put down face first into the dirt. It was a very pleasurable sight indeed.
"Inuyasha! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Kagome questioned in that dangerous tone that she knew the hanyou feared above all.
Now the hanyou, if he was a smart being and not always thinking with his sword, meaning all swords; attached to his hip or otherwise, would have realized several things; starting with the most important. Was that A) His best friend did not sound happy at being rescued from the icicle prince of the west; to which he surely thought she would be. B) Said prince followed and was currently staring down at him like an insect that he was about to squash just for the sheer pleasure of the act. Again he didn't think that the bastard would actually waste his time in following him. And C) His life was one montage of misery after another. Which with the addition of Kagome as a friend he was sure was going to bring that misery to a quick end.
He was a sad hanyou indeed. Nothing ever went his way and it all started with his cursed blood line, which according to his elder brother was worse than mixing you-know-what with water. "I was only trying to save you from that sorry bastard!" He yelled back as he placed his self nose to nose with the girl.
Kagome narrowed her eyes at him. "What made you think I needed to be saved?" She hissed through clenched teeth.
Sesshoumaru smirked at his sibling, when a nervous gold eye cut over in his direction. He could easily tell that the hanyou was trying to sort out which one of them was the least threatening to his person, and by all accounts; to which Sesshoumaru could easily discern; the hanyou would rather stand unarmed against him and tokijin than the wrath of the girl. Suddenly he found his self more irritated than usual; all this was making him feel less like the feared taiyoukai he was, and more like a bitch that was suffering the monthly curse and just being ill-tempered for the sake of nothing better to do. "Miko." He growled, causing her to snap her angry eyes over to him.
Kagome upon seeing the demon lord was shocked right out of her rage. "What? I mean how did you?" She stopped when she saw the look in his eyes and held her hands up in front of her to ward off the death glare he was giving her as she slowly backed away from him.
He curled his lip at her pathetic attempt to ward him off. "Another step girl and you will see what these…" He held his hand up in front of him and curled his fingers slowly, letting the knuckles crack. "Can do to a disobedient bitch."
Kagome froze in her retreat and just stared at him. She knew she had gone to far when she told him he should be the submissive to her, but she only meant it hypothetically; yet this damnable curse that connected them didn't see it that way. Then again how did he manage to break it to come after her? Again she opened her mouth to question him, but quickly snapped it shut based on the death glare he was currently giving her.
Sesshoumaru took two steps towards her and was halted when a sword was pointed at him. Slowly and with death clearly written in his gold depths, he looked at his sibling. He realized that his main objective of teaching his wench to keep her mouth shut was going to have to wait until he dealt with the creature that by all rights should not have ever been born. "Hanyou."
Inuyasha had never once felt true fear of his elder brother, but the way he had said hanyou sent the cold chill of absolute terror running down his spine. However he could never let it be shown, especially in front of his best friend. "Fuck off you bastard!" He yelled with a swing of his sword. "And leave Kagome the hell alone!"
Kagome could feel the rage of her mate shooting off him like lighting bolts to a steel scepter and knew without a doubt if she didn't settle the situation and do so now, Inuyasha would be a pile of poisonous green goo at her feet. She opened her mouth to speak once again and was once again stopped by the look in the taiyoukai's eyes. Knowing he wasn't going to give her the single breath to utter one single word, since most of his anger was directed at her; she did the only thing she could think of to do… Swallow her pride and submit properly to him.
Inuyasha heard her lower herself to her knees and made the mistake of taking his eyes of his enemy to look at the girl; giving the youkai the single second he needed to come at the hanyou with a well executed right hook and send him flying through the forest and into the hard, unforgiving arms of a large tree.
Sesshoumaru looked down at the girl on her knees and his hard gold eyes began to bleed crimson. It wasn't hard to tell that he was very unpleased with her but on the same token, seeing her submit like a proper bitch was supposed to made him desire her and desire her until she was too sore to walk much less speak for a full moon cycle.
Yes, that was a good idea in how to keep her silent. Fuck her until she was hoarse, then just when her voice was beginning to come back, do it all over again. It was a win win situation for him; he gets pleasure and silence. Then again, he would be so busy in taking her body, the other aspects of his life would fall apart, and that would not do either.
Kagome pressed her head down harder atop her hands when she heard the feral growl erupt over her. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know he was angry, and so angry he was fighting against turning into his true form. If she didn't diffuse his rage she would soon see what it was like to walk with the Kami. With a hard swallow of what remained of her pride she whispered. "My humble apologies master." She practically choked on the words. Oh he was going to pay for making her do this. "This lowly bitch is unworthy of you and can only offer you any wish you ask of her in order to please himself." Again that sticky lump of pride and rage caught in her throat and she swallowed hard to force it down.
Sesshoumaru stared down at her as her words entered his head. He wasn't so stupid to not know what she was doing, but it was having the desired effect. He wouldn't kill her… Well just yet anyway. "You will be punished properly." He stated as he turned and began walking away from her. "Come; let us return home for tomorrow shall be a day you soon wont' forget." He stated with a growl, and was pleased when he heard her come to her feet and fall in line behind him.
As they walked through the forest, he cold feel her anger but chose to ignore it. He knew that she was all too aware of her mistakes and had no one to blame but herself. He also knew by her silence that she was plotting against him and knew this to be true when he would hear her whisper 'No that wouldn't work.' Or 'He would kill me first if I did that.' Apparently she was sure she was going to get off easy and continue to misbehave as she pleased. Well it was going to be a sad day for the miko, come tomorrow; for as his bitch it was time to show her what it truly meant to be the lady of the West. However if he wasn't careful, she would end up being like his mother and that was something he definitely did not want.
He wasn't one who usually took great pleasure in dishing out punishments to females, but in her case he would make an exception. She had to learn that her bold, brash behavior was something that was a serious liability and an especially huge liability to him. Truly this was his own fault for marking the girl out of anger and if he were a fair youkai, which under normal circumstances he was; he would punish his own self for what he had done to put his self in to this mess with the girl. Yet this thing with the girl was far from being normal circumstances, which once again led him down the road to the fact that he had made a mistake; which was quite impossible. Nope it wasn't a mistake it was barely a misguided misjudgment on his part, and that was all he would admit to and only admit it to his self.
"It's not going to hurt too badly is it?"
The small voice from behind him sounded nothing like the being it was attached to and he found his self quite unnerved by it. Although he would never make that fact known. "If pain is the only way to make you learn, then so be it. You will know of your punishment when we arrive at home."
Kagome narrowed her eyes at his back; she would not allow whatever it was he was planning on doing, happen to her. She was never one for thinking her actions through; she was a spur of the moment kind of girl and that spur sent her running in the opposite direction after the utterance of one single word. 'Stay' The word left her lip and her feet left the spot she was standing in, taking her straight to the well and to the safety of her home in the future where the bastard could never reach her.
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Oh little miko, the bliss of ignorance can bring even the surest of beings to their knees as she will soon learn.