Kagome can't remember what happened that cold winter's night when she was attacked. Nor can she remember who her attacker was. Her only clue is the baby she now carries within her womb. Inuyasha has a sneaky suspicion, and Kagome now wonders if her baby is even human.
'Baby of Mine'
"My quarters..."
The words echoed in her mind and she felt her whole being tense. "My quarters..." She was in his room! She had never been in a man's room. Well...Souta's but that was different. He was her brother after all. But... Her mind raced as he made his way towards her. His golden eyes glowing, capturing hers in their captivating hold. His lean, pale chest moving with such grace. Kami...Even though she couldn't stand this Demon, she wouldn't deny his eternal beauty. He was like an untouchable God. Something you could only wish to reach for but never grasp. The mere thought seemed to relax her, followed by another painful jolt to shoot throughout her entire body. Was she supposed to be feeling this way? After all, she was in Sesshoumaru's room. Her thoughts were cut short as she felt his breath, upon her cheek. Blinking quickly she realized he was now before her, almost closing the gap between them. The sudden relaxation she had felt vanished completely, a gasp escaping her small pink lips. Clutching Inutaisho close to her, she stepped out of the Demon Lord's shadow.
Although moving away from him she could feel his gaze upon her. Feel those cold, amber eyes watching her every move. Watching and waiting... The thought of what Inuyasha had told her made her cringe. She didn't want that to happen. Not again! She hadn't thought Sesshoumaru would do such a thing but...She was in his room wasn't she? And by all means, he could do what ever he wished and she wouldn't be able to stop him. After all, she had only just had the baby and she hadn't yet regained her strength. Would he actually try to take it? Moving towards the window she turned to face him. He seemed to be trying to figure her out, trying to read her.
A small wail signaled to Kagome that is was time for dinner. It also seemed to bring Sesshoumaru out of his trance.
"Listen," Kagome said sternly her voice firm and distinctly. "I have to feed him, and I can't do it with you here. So will you please leave or something?"
"This Sesshoumaru doesn't take orders from a human wench," he said bluntly his eyes narrowing. "This is my dominion, and I shall stay if I wish to do so. You will feed him whether or not I am here."
"Are you mad?" Kagome asked her voice rising. "If you think I'm going to just give you a peep show your crazy!" It was he who surprised her with a slight smirk
"Even, so..." he said, his voice low and provoking, "There is nothing that would draw my interest. Now or ever." Kagome bit her lower lip and he was suddenly before her. How? Where? Only this time he blocked all ways of her to escape from him. Raising a clawed finger to juncture of her shoulder and neck. "Besides, it's nothing that this Sesshoumaru hasn't already seen. And it shouldn't matter to you any more. You belong to me and no other. No male Youkai, human or any other species shall ever touch you. You bare my mark, and that is all you shall ever know. Never the touch of another, nor receive the love you wish for."
He left her then and there. She could only to stare in complete terror and humiliation. All thought was purged from her mind as she watched him move to the bed and take a seat. He gave her one last glance then finally laid himself down for bed.
She didn't know what to feel. She didn't know what to say. There wasn't really any anger, or fear, or the urge to smite him. Just emptiness. But his words stung her soul but what he had said...It had been true. She would never know that warm touch of a beloved, nor be able to witness and have their love. Sesshoumaru had taken away all that from her. He had stolen her innocence and her life. She could never be free. She was condemned to loneliness forever.
Moving to a small corner far from the bed, she eased herself to the floor. It was then she noticed the pain in-between her thighs. She had only just had her son about 6, maybe 7 hours ago. She hadn't had time to fully recover from the long hard delivery. And although the bed was large and by the looks soft, she knew she would never be welcomed to lie upon it Feeling alone and wounded she curled herself into a small ball and finally fed her son.
He awoke to the morning rays of sun shinning through his bedroom window. Sitting up quickly he gave a silent yawn raising his arms above his head stretching. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so tired. As a demon he only needed small amounts of sleep but... His eyes caught sight of a small heap in the left corner of his room. Within seconds he realized it to be Inuyasha's woman. All memories of last night once more filled his mind and he growled at the thought. Why had he brought her here? He had many who were willing to care for his pup. Why had he brought a human into his home? Was he going soft on the mortal species? Kami he hoped not. No. He had brought her here to care for the pup for many reasons. One, the pup needed his real mother at birth. He would except no other. Once born the mother's scent is imprinted into the pup's mind and would not stray far. And to his dislike that had already happened. If he had left the wench and had taken Inutaisho, his son would deliberately begin to starve himself.
It was only natural in the demon world that the pup would form a special bond with its mother. In time though the pup would then begin to stray from his mother to form that connection with his Father. It was this thought that kept him sane, and kept him from ripping the woman's throat out. Yes he would love to do just that right now, but for the sake of the heir of the Western Lands it would have to wait.
Standing up he moved towards the window ignoring Kagome's crumpled heap, and his son. Opening the black silk curtains he let the sun's light drown out the dark shadows of his room. Taking in a deep breath he instantly crinkled his nose in disgust. He could smell it. Blood. But where...Instantly his head snapped, turning towards the woman upon his floor. It was then he noticed the small puddle of blood on the floor slightly beside her. Why had he not sensed it before? She had clearly not healed from the birthing. Why hadn't she said anything to him about it? The ignorant wench. If this was her way of getting out of taking care of his pup, she had another thing coming.
Snarling he moved towards her quickly. Bending over he gathered Inutaisho within his arms who lay slumbering peacefully. Raising a hand to his son's cheek he gently roamed a clawed finger over the pup's face. Upon contact, Inutaisho eyes opened slightly his golden eyes connecting with Sesshoumaru's for only a moment before they closed again. Smirking, Sesshoumaru placed his son down upon the bed shifting the blanket as so he would not roll off. Then once more he turned his attention to Kagome bending over and collecting her within his arms. She did not awaken. Glancing down to the floor he narrowed his eyes. He had misjudged a little puddle to be a large pool. She was soaked in it. How he had overlooked this he didn't know. But he wouldn't dwell on that now. What mattered most was, annoyingly the wench; for she needed treatment. Moving to the door it opened at his presence. Outside the door stood a small cat looking Youkai. She stood only as tall as Sesshoumaru's waist line her body small and frail. She was slightly older with brown eyes and short black hair with streaks of white parted down the middle. She wore a white slightly older kimono, and a red upon that. She was a servant of the home, one of Sesshoumaru's personal ones. She had been with him since he was but a pup. She took care of him, looked after him and prepared everything that he needed. She did all she was asked of without complaint.
"Yoko," Sesshoumaru said sternly. Instantly the older maid straightened, her eyes moving to the floor to show her loyalty. "Take care of him," Sesshoumaru said and made his way down the hall.
"Hai," she whispered and moved into the room closing the door behind her. She knew what Sesshoumaru was talking about. She had suspected as much since the night he had returned, blood dripping from his fangs and claws. Of course he had not spoken of it to her, but by his scent she could tell he had been with a woman. A human woman for that matter. But he remained silent about it until last night when he had called upon her. He had told her he was leaving to see if what he was sensing was real. He had explained everything to her and she had sworn to keep it a secret from all. Including Jaken and Rin. And for all she knew, she was the only one who knew of Sesshoumaru's mating with a human woman. Knew that she had given him a son, and by the looks of it, a full bloodied Inu Youkai. And it was going to stay that way. She was most loyal to Sesshoumaru. She had been with him since he was born and knew that when he demanding something it was meant to be obeyed. It had been that way with him when he was young and up till now. But she was happy. She was glad he came to her with his news. For if he had told Jaken the world would know. Moving to the bed she sat upon it gently as so not to awaken the babe. He was indeed her Lord's son. His unearthly beauty was like his Father's and his before him. Smiling she kept in a small chuckle. "It's about time my Lord..."
She stood alone, all alone. No one was there for her; no one would come for her. She was nothing now. Falling to the earth's floor she cried out to the nothingness. Her whole being ache with pain and rapture reverence. Why was she even alive? Why was she here living, if there was nothing to live for? Laying her head to the ground and closing her eyes she waited. Waited for death to take her away.
It was then she heard it. A small cry. An infant? A babe in such a lonely place? Sitting up she narrowed her eyes trying to listen from which way the noise came from. Pushing herself, she stood her legs wobbling, but she pushed herself. She had to find it. Had to find that little soul all alone. She hadn't gone far, when she caught sight of him. He was all alone, his small arms waving in the air calling for her.
"Here I am!" she called dragging her limp body across the ground. "Don't cry, I'm coming!" She urged her legs to move but they merely hung lifeless behind her. She crawled slowly before she reached the baby. Picking him up she held him close to her chest. "Shh... little one, I'm here." Glancing back down at the baby she gasped horrified as the baby grinned wickedly back at her. It's eyes were a deep shade of crimson red and it bared it's fangs at her. Rearing up it swiftly bit down on the juncture between her neck and shoulder. Crying out in mortal pain she grasped the baby with both hands. At her touch the baby instantly disappeared the ground beginning to sink beneath her feet turning into water. "Wait! No! Stop!" she cried trying to free herself. Desperate, she tried to grab hold of firm ground but it too became a liquid swallowing her without a thought. Her whole body completely engulfed by the water and her neck burning sending her body into frenzy.
Strangely though it wasn't painful. It felt almost...pleasant, exhilarating. The warm waves of the water against her skin calmed her and soothed her broken body. It almost felt like two warm hands gently caressing her, filling her with something she couldn't explain. But only that she wished to stay...
"Lady? Lady? Will you please wake? Lady?" A voice kept calling to her. Who was it? It was loud and annoying calling to her with no end. Frowning she opened her eyes half way only to be greeted by two pairs of red ones.
Her scent kept changing on him Pain, fear, love, and then lust? One moment she would be scared and then she would be filled with something new and alive. What was she dreaming about? What was she thinking about? Shaking his head he decided to forget the matter. It wasn't really any of his concern and personally he didn't care either. Right now his only concern was healing the wench. She was now in the hot springs with one of his attendants. The herb bath she would be given would quickly close the wounds she had suffered from delivery.
He hadn't had time to think on it anymore when a high pitched scream rang throughout the corridors. Eyes widening and ears ringing Sesshoumaru growled and without thinking pushed opened the doors to the bath house. That damned wench! Was she trying to make him deft? Upon entering he watched as one of his servants was thrown across the room and into another spring.
"Pervert!" Came her cry and he stopped as he watched another male servant being thrown into a wall. When he recovered he, as well as the other had run quickly out of the room. Rolling his eyes he moved towards the spring his servants were being flung from. He instantly caught sight of her she had huddled herself into a small corner of the spring completely in the nude. Her hair was damp but drying quickly and her eyes were closed tightly, trying to block out everything else.
"What do you think you are doing woman?" he asked firmly. His words caused her to jump, brown eyes snapping open to meet his. A small blush quickly crept across her face and she once more let go a high pitched scream. "Pervert! You Pervert get out of here!"
Cringing at the pain she was inflicting upon his all too sensitive ears he quickly did the only thing he could think of. Without thought he jumped gracefully into the water full clothed and using a clawed hand caught her mouth trying to end the piercing screams that hurt him. Closing his eyes to relax slightly he reopened them to only be slapped full force across the face throwing him backwards into the water. Through half opened eyes he caught a glimpse of something or someone with white hair, fangs and tainted red eyes. Who was it? Shaking his head he closed his eyes and opened them again only to find that figure gone from his vision.
Kagome had quickly shot out of the water grabbing a towel that barely fit around her waist, and breaking into a run through the doors and down the hall. She hadn't understood what had happened, but she knew she had felt a powerful surge of power rush through her. Enough in fact that she was able to knock him back away from her. What was he doing with her anyways? Why was he with her, and in the nude for Kami's sake? She didn't know about that, but she did know she was in trouble and she had to get away from him.
Recovering from the abrupt blow Sesshoumaru didn't know whether he was angry or dare he say it confused. Who had he seen above him. Long white hair, glowing red eyes, and a snarl baring fangs. Had it been her? No, she was a human woman. But how? Had the blow knocked him out for a moment? Had he imagined what he saw? Perhaps, but the aura of the presence had sent a chill up his spine. But... How had a wench, a human wench for that matter been able to knock him back as she had done to him. It had been a full force attack and strangely he had not sensed it. What strength had she been hiding from him? Wasn't she just a miko? But now he was soaked and, placing a hand to his lip he felt a small trickle of warm liquid rolling down his chin. Blood. His blood. She had drawn his blood. The only other person ever to do that was his half brother. And now a human, the mere thought made his blood boil and now he could feel the rage well up within him. First that damned Hanyou and now a human wench? What was happening to him? Growling he leapt from the pool. It didn't matter, he would make her pay for this little incident. She had humiliated him in his own home. Spitting some blood to the floor he quickly took off after her.
She couldn't see him but she could feel him coming behind her. Kami! Why had she hit him like that! And when the Hell had she ever been able to do that? How had she been able to knock a full grown demon aside with just one throw? It made no sense to her, but right now she was only concerned about getting to her son. How she had ended up away from him was puzzling and made her quite angry.
She could hear something smash behind her and she crooked her head enough to catch Sesshoumaru round a corner and begin to run towards her. She didn't know exactly where she was going but she had to find her son and somehow she could feel him nearby. Turning another corner she began to pick up speed rushing towards another set of stairs and racing up them quickly.
"Inutaisho," she thought turning another corner. She could hear Sesshoumaru behind her and she cried out in fear. And then she saw it, the door. Slightly relieved she made her way towards the door which opened at her presence and quickly closed as she entered. Sesshoumaru had just managed to reach the door as it closed. Growling he entered catching Kagome running towards the bed where his son lay and Yoko now stood, fear building in her eyes.
"Master?" She asked alarmed and he snarled for her to leave. Yoko wasted no time as she quickly left through the open door which left he, Kagome and their son alone.
With one clawed hand he pushed the door closed the moons on the door glowing that light blue once again. Moving towards Inutaisho Kagome stopped short as Sesshoumaru let go a low growl. Eyes filling with utter fear she watched him move towards her. He was completely soaked say for his hair which seemed to be drying fast. His eyes roamed over her whole body, taking her in. Each little curve and nook and cranny. When he reached her, she tried to move away but he grabbed her upper arm holding her in place. She yelped and cried out once more.
"Please let me go," she pleaded. "I don't' know what happened I really don't. I'm sorry. I won't do it again! I don't know what happened! Please!"
"I'm going to make sure of it," was his only reply before he pulled her towards him and locked her in his tight embrace. She cried out at such close contact with him and began to wriggle against him. But it was no use. He once again had overpowered her and she was once more helpless.
"What are you going to do?" she asked feeling his breath close to her neck. "Please...Please let me go..."
"This Sesshoumaru is going to make sure that from now on he has complete control over you," he hissed. Using one hand to hold her he used the other to move her hair from her right shoulder then grasped her chin tightly holding her in place. He felt her shudder under his touch as he let his lips roam over the juncture of her neck and shoulder; the very same place he had left his mark all those months ago. He could feel instantly her body relax against his and he smirked in triumph. Of course she wouldn't be able to resist such close contact with him. After all, whether he liked it or not she was his mate and he was her's. He was just going to finish the job and make sure that from now on, he had complete control of her. Her body now was completely limp against his and quickly his kissed the faded mark and then sank his fangs deep into her causing her to cry out in complete and utter pain, eyes glowing red. Instantly the sweet taste of blood filled his mouth and he suckled hungrily. She was strangely sweet as he had remembered from the past. She was sweet and heady like wine. Making you crave more and more and more. But he couldn't have it all. He still needed her yet. As soon as her cries ebbed he released his fangs from her lapping up the rest of the blood. She was completely succumbed by him. Her body lay limp in his arms, small moans escaping her lips. He watched expectantly as a dark blue crescent formed fully on her shoulder. Pulling away from her he watched as her small towel fell from her body revealing her to his gaze. Her long raven hair hanging over her one shoulder, her eyes closed lips slightly parted. His gaze moved down to her neck to her chest where his gaze lingered at the two well rounded mounds. Eyes moving down further he moved to her stomach which was slightly enlarge which had been to the pregnancy and then down further to her core. Strangely, he found it pleasing to his eyes. She was like he had remembered that night he had taken her. How...Shaking his head he snarled at his own thoughts. The woman was a human and no more. She would never mean anything to him. The attraction between them that night was nothing but a fluke.
As for her being his mate, she was nothing more to him then a whore. Someone to ease his needs and play with at his own discretion. Moving her towards his bed he placed her down, drawing the covers up to her chin. He could hear his son start to sniffle and moving back around the other side he gently picked up his son in his arms. Moving towards the window he took a seat in a large cushioned chair below. Inutaisho's cry's seemed to ebb as he snuggled closer into his father's chest.
But...She was the mother of his son, he would give her that. She had given him a full blooded son that would one day take over for him. And for that he was grateful. But other than that she was nothing more, and once her time was finished here, he would finish her and that sorry Kit. Yes he knew his son would mourn the loss of his mother, but he would have to move on. It was the way of the Inu clan.
It was how it was, how it should be, and how it will be.
Dum, Dum, Dum...! Hehe. Sorry about the long wait. I have been really busy with school this week. So please forgive me. I'm sorry that this chapter is slightly shorter, so the next shall be longer. I promise. Hope you liked it so far! Thanks again for all the great reviews!