Watching Me, Wanting Me
Summary: Nar/Kag pairing. Nar has been watching Kag through Kanna's mirror for a while now. When Inu runs off with Kik, Kag runs into the arms of her most hated enemy.
Chapter 1 – Forbidden Feelings…
His voice, so sudden and soft – like a cat purring –, startled me, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked to the source at the door. The door was open and in the entrance to the room, there he was. The shadows hid his face from view except for his crimson eyes. He no longer wore that ridiculous baboon suit, but the fine garments of a noble. His long, wavy black hair cascaded behind him, a few strands falling over his shoulders. Overall, the look was very sinister and I shivered in fright, despite my act of trying to seem defiant and unafraid.
"Kagome…" he purred, her name coming from his lips sounded like a curse.
I shivered again and for a few moments all we did was stare at each other, his crimson eyes boring into my blue ones. Then, slowly he took a few steps towards me, the movement graceful and wicked at the same time. I stood as he came closer and took a few steps back. His eyes searched my face, as if looking for something. Finally, a wicked grin settled over his face. Just then, a servant came to the door. The servant's face was expressionless, their eyes dull. I looked at what they were carrying. Food. My stomach chose to growl at this precise moment and I blushed, refusing to meet his gaze. His lips curled up into a sneer as he waved to the servant who set the food down on the table in the middle of the room.
I watched warily as he moved to one side of the table and sat, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Come… You must be hungry…" he said in that same tone, making me shiver again.
Stubbornly, defiantly I stood there, glaring at him.
"What do you want from me? Why have you brought me here?" I demanded, my eyes blazing.
A soft sigh emitted from those sinister lips as he closed his eyes for a moment. Suddenly, he was right next to her. I whirled about, frightened, and took a step back. With gentleness I did not know he possessed, he grabbed my arm firmly. I gasped. His touch was icy cold and I shivered again. I stared into his eyes, mine wide with fright. He slowly sat down at the table, pulling me down next to him.
…I can feel you pull me down…
I scooted away a little, frightened by his nearness and he released my arm and I recoiled it as if I had been burned. My entire body felt cold now and I shivered again.
"Eat…" he commanded, still watching her.
My eyes locked with his as I slowly picked up my chopsticks and warily started eating the food set before. To my surprise, I found it good. As I took a few more bites, he stood and made his way gracefully over to his side of the table and settled himself across from her, his eyes never leaving hers once. He didn't even blink. I shivered under his gaze again as I dropped eye contact from him and watched my food as I slowly ate the contents of the plate before me. He hadn't even touched his food, instead staring at her as she ate. To say the least, it disturbed her. I tried not to let my fear and uneasiness show, but after awhile his stare become almost unbearable.
…fearing you…
He still hadn't answered my question. My patience began to wear thin and my temper rose to the surface.
Slamming my chopsticks down on the table, my blazing eyes met his from across the table.
"Why have you brought me here?" I demanded, my tone angry.
He didn't answer, just sat there, staring at her. It really unnerved her, but she was not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that. He showed no signs of ever having heard me except for the slight flicker of something in his eyes. Was it anger? Amusement?
"Why have you brought me here?" I demanded again, trying not to let any of my fear seep into my voice. Did he know the affect his stare had on her?
He must have for just then he smiled at her, a cruel smile. He stood slowly and I with him, some of my nervousness evident on my face as I tried to stand there, angry and defiant.
Then, just as before, he was suddenly next to her, behind her. He wrapped an arm around her midsection and drew her to him, pressing her body up against his. I shivered again, my breath coming in short gasps. My eyes were wide with fear and my scream caught in my throat.
"Do you not know…?" he purred, his breath caressing the side of her face, his lips close to her ear.
Oh gods… I thought. I had a good hunch why, but I prayed to god that I was wrong.
I barely shook my head and I heard him chuckle softly in my ears. I shivered again.
"Surely you could not have forgotten your dreams by now…" his voice taunted her.
I inhaled sharply. So he was sending her those dreams!
He chuckled again from behind her and she felt rage build up inside her and was about to make an angry retort when he spoke again.
"I had not planned on them, but they were an added bonus…" he said, amused.
I stared straight ahead in confusion. If he had not sent them, then who? Added bonus? What did he mean?
Summoning up all the courage I could now, I said, "What do you mean, Naraku?" I said his name like it was poison.
He merely released her and walked towards the door, ignoring her.
"I will send a servant to clean up and give you a warmer kimono… You seem cold…" he said, halfway through the door.
"I'm not cold…" I replied with a shiver as he smirked and walked out the door.
"What do you mean, Naraku?" I yelled after him.
I saw his hand, still on the doorframe stop and I heard him pause in his step, as if contemplating whether to answer her or not. I held my breath.
"You will see…" his voice said as he continued on his way down the hallway.
I heard his feet padding against the floor as it grew farther and farther away. I shivered and blushed as I remember the way his body had been pressed up against hers mere moments ago. She could still feel his arm around her midsection, his voice in her ear, his breath on her face… I snapped out of my thoughts as I felt his eyes on me once more, shaking the thoughts from my head. I should not be having these kind of thoughts about my enemy! Especially Naraku of all people! It was Inu-Yasha she loved, right?
But he doesn't love you… a small voice in her head taunted her.
She chose to ignore the voice and sat down, shaking and crying softly to herself. She hugged her knees to herself, her chin resting on top of them. It was extremely uncomfortable in the kimono she wore, but she didn't care. Nor did she care he was watching her. Always watching her…
She shouldn't be having these feelings. He'd stirred something within her, the way he touched her… But she did. Why? She didn't love Naraku, right?
…loving you…
Her eyes hardened and wiped her tears away. She wouldn't give in to him. She wouldn't play his little game. She wouldn't let him get to her this way. She would escape and…
And then what?… the voice taunted her again.
She shook her head. She'd think about that then. She'd cross that bridge when she got there. Right now, she just had to focus on escaping. It would be easy enough. There were only a few lifeless servants here that she knew of. She knew Kagura and Kanna would be around, but she could avoid them easily enough. But Naraku… She shivered. He was watching her, always watching her. He'd know it instantly if she tried to escape. He would see her… But she had to try. She couldn't just give in to him. She had to try…
…I won't let you pull me down…
She stood and looked around her room, her eyes finally falling upon the door. She bit her lip. Dare she? Just then, something on the shoulder of her kimono caught her wandering eyes and she picked it up, examining it more closely. It was a hair… Not her own, she was sure. Her blood froze in her veins. It was long and oily and it felt dirty in her hands. Yet, it was beautiful, innocent looking.
Just like the man it came from… she thought dryly.
She dropped it like it had burned her and watched as it floated to the floor. Knowing he was watching, she stamped on the strand angrily, kicking it away from her. She knew it seemed a foolish, childish action, but it made her feel better. It made her feel better that she knew he was watching and knew exactly what she thought of him now. She glared around her boldly, defiantly.
Let him watch… she thought, feeling a small amount of triumph at her little display before she turned and walked boldly to the door.
She opened the door and gasped in shock at the sight that met her eyes.
Horrible cliffy, I know. He he. Don't you just hate those? So, what do you think? As always no rough language or the favor shall be returned. No, I don't own Inu-Yasha or Evanescence. I only own Sesshomaru. Grabs and hugs Mine! R&R. Fay.