CHAPTER 5

She had to learn so much in just two days… for starters she needed to call him by his given name, without the 'sama' suffix at the end. This would be the biggest obstacle of the upcoming three weeks. Faya had to keep practicing with the sword and dance. She had no idea why Sesshoumaru had ordered her to do this. She also had no idea what he was thinking. Why did he want her to do this? She had two freaking left feet! Not to mention the growing frustration and tension between her and the Lord of the House. The whole thing a few days prior was very clear in both minds.

Sesshoumaru was angry with her for making him so damned weak, and Faya was furious with him for making her all hot and bothered and then leaving her. It lead to multiple clashes between them. He just wanted to make her suffer some more. If serving him wasn't enough, taking her purity, then casting her away as mere filth, then coming on to her once again… and now making her learn to do something she never wanted to do in the first place. How the hell could she act to the freaking Lady of the House?

Her motions became more erratic, unfocused and sloppy. Her katana was stopped in mid-air and cold yellow eyes looked back at her. 'You are not focused, do the last part again…' A low growl escaped Faya before she could swallow it back. Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow and asked 'You actually dare to growl at me… Human? Me, Sesshoumaru-sama, lord of the Western Fields. Your master?' And with ease he slapped the katana out of her hands. He advanced on her, wrapped his claw around her neck and gave a little pressure as he locked eyes with her. 'Never, ever, growl at me again, human slave…' He said as 'I can do a lot more than just growl… My Lord…' She answered as she tried not to sound sarcastic. 'Hmm…?' And held her head straight once again. 'Oh, yes, I can see that in your eyes…' He smirked and let go off her. 'Now, do that last part again and do it properly…' He answered and looked at her. 'No, not before you tell me why I need to do this…? Have you noticed that I am unbalanced and uncoordinated…?' She asked him. 'You don't have to know my reasons in doing this, human, and I know that you're unbalanced and uncoordinated, it makes it so much more fun to teach you.' Faya looked at him and shook her head. 'I knew you were cruel, but this cruel, no… never knew that…' She hissed at him. The next second she was laying on the ground. 'Never say that again… next time I will kill you…' Faya stood up and looked at him. He kept saying that to her, yet she was still alive… maybe he did have a soft spot for her. 'Thank you, for your warning, My Lord…' She bit sarcastically and curtsied mockingly.

The bickering and threats continued for a while between the two. 'Will you just shut up, and do your fucking routine?' Sesshoumaru suddenly screamed in fury. His eye white turning crimson red and fangs growing from his mouth. Faya was perplexed, not only had he lost his composure, he cussed big time. 'Wow… That was almost scary…' she whispered as she finished her routine. This went on for the rest of the day. 'Good, now get a bath and dress yourself. You'll need to learn how to eat properly.' He growled at her. 'I'm going to change as well.' He said and walked away from her, leaving her alone. Faya let out a frustrated growl and threw a dagger toward the nearest tree. Halfway she saw how the dagger slowed down, It almost stopped in mid-air and when it came to the tree it bounced back and fell tip down into the dirt. Her eyes became wide with fear as she saw the scene change before her eyes.

The ground became crimson red and she saw how shadows were fighting each other. One of the shadows was pierced with a thrown dagger. The throw had been accurate, sharp, and deadly… 'No, please, don't do this… What did he ever do to you?' Someone screamed, the voice was foreign to her. It seemed broken and distorted in her ears. She couldn't force herself to look up and see who got killed. Someone did not allow her to do that. Her face was forced down and a laugh was heard. An arm came down in her vision and her breath stopped. It was a white claw. The perfect nails that she knew all too well. Tears fell down her face and into the claw. 'No, not this, not now…' She heard the voice whisper and suddenly understood that she was the one speaking. It was her own voice that she heard in the vision. 'He's dead... the Lord of the Western Fields is dead… We have the Fields now… this will be the beginning of our empire…' Faya heard herself scream in despair and felt how her heart broke. She then heard another scream, it was a terrified and distorted scream. One that was so foreign to her. Her throat hurt and then understood that it was she who was screaming. First the dream, and now this. 'beginning of an empire…' she whispered over and over again.. 'watch out for the enemies…' she whispered exhausted as she started to rock back and forth, exhausted with intense emotions that ran through her body. 'We have the fields now… Beginning of an empire…' Faya screwed her eyes shut. The images returned, but the scenery had changed. She now lay on something soft and opened her eyes. She looked in the face of the great Youkai. His face looked gruesome, covered in blood and his eyes rolled back into his head, showing her empty pools of crimson red. 'No, no, no…' She whispered as she lay a bloodied hand on his cheek. 'Don't you do this… don't be dead…' She whispered in a broken voice. 'Not now… not like this… Not when…' The rest of the sentence was lost in an ugly laugh and someone that interrupted her. 'Look at that, human… he's dead… your lover is dead… and because you two aren't married, and he has no heir, the Fields are mine now…' someone hissed in her ear. She wanted to call out to the one that she hadn't been his lover, but his wife. 'I do have to say that your pain limit is very high… Higher then his…' The distorted voice continued as she felt a dagger diving into her arm and suppressed a scream. She was torn from his body and smashed into a wall, knocking the wind out of her chest.

Gasping for breath she lay on the ground and the images blurred together. She was pulled close by someone but did not find the strength to struggle against whoever held her. That someone was way too strong, even when it was one arm. Faya couldn't fight back her tears anymore, and for the first time since a very long time she wept. She cried, she cussed, hating that she was able to see this all, knowing before it happened. Beads of sweat shimmering on her face and body. 'I need to change this soon…' she whispered exhausted as tears continued to spill out of her eyes. 'Yeah, but not in the way you are now… first you need to get back here… back to the present…' Someone answered her. It was a low voice, almost a whisper close to her ear… reassuring her that she was safe and needed to come back. Her sight was still blurry and someone wiped the tears from her face. She closed her eyes and shook her head. 'I can't….' she whispered defeated. It was clear that no one would ever be capable to break her. The visions would succeed before anyone else had the opportunity. 'Euh, yeah, you can, you need to…' She heard the voice tell her. She took a few deep breaths and horrible coughs wrecked her body. Faya felt how someone picked her up and carried her off. The last thing she noticed, before a blanket of darkness took her over, was that she was carried to a room that had the same smell as the one that seemed to be there for her. Sesshoumaru…