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Chapter 21
Tortured
She watched the cloudless blue sky, frowning. Lady Mother had excused herself after her wise words leaving Rin with her troubled thoughts.
Part of her wanted to let go all excuses and just…free herself. Let herself be driven by a mortal's desires and selfishness. Be human.
The other, less primitive but nonetheless passionate, wanted to wait for…something. She was well aware that this was no common romance. She knew that her lord was different even for a demon. Deep inside, guarded by the icy golden orbs was an emotional spiral that goes round and round in confused and uncertain twists. Even if he would never admit it, Rin knew that her lord was the most sensitive of them all. The way he acted but recoiled in himself was proof of that.
She would have expected him to burst in her room the following morning and demand a conversation about whatever sparked in them.
But he remained there. Upstairs. Lying to himself probably.
Confused and, dare she say, terrified.
Like she was.
She groaned and rubbed the bridge of her nose somewhat in a pathetic way to comfort herself. She had no idea what to do.
Lady Mother's advice was just giving her a headache.
Inhaling the fresh scent of the flowers in the garden she started to walk. The cheery melody of the birds singing calmed her, her brown eyes shining beneath the sun's rays.
Looking to the left then to the right she bent down and clumsily removed the comfortable slippers from her feet. She sighed as she felt the soft earth beneath her. She had missed this. She had never bothered being barefoot. Not in her childhood and certainly not now. It was her way of 'becoming one' with nature.
She was almost at her peak of serenity when a brash voice roughly snapped her out.
-Oi! Rin! I've been looking for ya!
She blinked and focused on the hanyou that was running towards her, slightly panting. His ears were twitching and reddened.
Cute.
She thought with a warm smile.
-Really, Inuyasha-kun? What is it you want my presence for?
He bit his bottom lip as if uncertain.
-I don't wanna seem nosy or anything…but I wish to know what happened between Kohaku and you. You guys seemed pretty good friends to me.
Rin sighed. She knew that Inuyasha's intentions were good and he only wanted to protect her. She had always adored him but he has never been understanding when things weren't to his liking.
Being head over heels with his brother was one of them. They weren't fighting anymore and they could stand each other's presence but the uneasiness and hostility was still there.
Well…Inuyasha has been less challenging since Sesshomaru revived his beloved Kagome. Maybe she could use that to her advantage. After all, her lord proved that he could be a good person more than once.
She took a deep breath and hoped that her 'father' hanyou wouldn't hate her afterwards.
-Kohaku is…in love with me.
Inuyasha gave her a 'you don't say' look and she restrained a giggle. He nodded.
-Go on.
She nibbled on her lip.
-I…broke his heart…in the most merciless way, I guess.
He raised an eyebrow momentarily reminding her of her lord and she shuddered.
-He…saw me with another…someone he didn't see…'fit' for me.
The hanyou grimaced.
-Ouch. So that was what he meant with lover, right? Spill it out then, kiddo. Who owns your heart?
She closed her eyes and mentally prayed. She said his perfect name, breathless.
-Sesshomaru.
She watched as his eyes widened comically and his lips parted in a silent gasp. If the situation wasn't so serious she would have laughed.
She whimpered when his eyes narrowed to cold slits once more reminding her of him.
He took a deep breath.
Damn you, Sesshomaru!
But as he watched Rin's fearful expression he couldn't be angry. Disappointed, yes. But sweet Rin didn't deserve his rage. He knew the tricks of love and one could not help whom one loves.
And maybe there was hope. If his brother and Rin were engaged in something enough to break another man's heart their relationship wasn't so ridiculous after all.
He snorted. Oh the irony, Sesshomaru. Right into father's footsteps.
-The slayer's right. He isn't fit for you.
Rin winced as if struck. Inuyasha's eyes softened in sympathy.
-But if he makes ya happy who am I to take that away from ya.
His heart fluttered as Rin gifted him with a beautiful smile and lunged herself into his arms nearly knocking the air out of him.
Kid's got strength.
-Oh, thank you, Inuyasha-kun! You have no idea how much your opinion means to me!
He blushed feeling a bit awkward with all this.
-Keh! But if he hurts ya I'm seriously gonna kick his ass like never before!
Rin only giggled and nodded.
Jaken entered his study, trembling. His lord had been in an uncontrollable angry and sulky mood since morning and it didn't seem to improve. His aura flowed thickly from his form in crimson waves constantly reminding the lowly imp how unworthy and powerless he was in comparison.
Jaken sighed dreamingly, grateful to have such master.
He jumped and almost peed himself when Sesshomaru released a feral snarl that he hasn't heard since…decades maybe.
-What do you want, Jaken?
Jaken gulped.
-T-the s-s-s-subjects are r-ready for interrogation, my l-lord!
He heard a deep and long groan and his heart fluttered. He heard shuffling of paper and writing. He didn't dare to raise his eyes though.
-Tell Masaru this Sesshomaru will be there in a moment.
Jaken nodded and hurried to bid his orders.
As the door closed, the demon lord sighed tiredly. He felt worn out which was surprising. He had dealt with many wars but for some reason this one was taking a toll on him.
He rose from his chair and closed his eyes, breathing slowly.
She plagues my mind.
Isamu was so nervous. Scratch that, he was terrified! He had watched many times his lord interrogate and he knew that his methods were accurate and…not very gentle. He gulped as he heard his subtle footsteps, his aura enraged and dominating.
He wanted to whine and beg for forgiveness. Explain everything.
He didn't want to die.
Not like this.
He had been minding his own business when the general himself ordered him to meet him at the main hall with his fellows brown inus. He had been confused until when he finally saw Masaru again he explained the reason why they were there and he immediately paled.
And now, as he gazed at his lord's magnificent form he knew…forgiveness was long forgotten.
He watched them all. One by one.
They reeked of nervousness and fear.
Natsuki.
If one could remove the innumerous scars that marred her voluptuous body she would be a considerable pretty demoness. She was one of his sergeants. Her brown hair was short, only reaching the base of her small neck. Her nose stood proud and slightly curved, cheeks round and blushed, lips thin and stubborn, eyes small and narrowed. Fluffy bangs, much like his own, waved in front of dark, purple orbs.
He had always admired her determination and courage in a battlefield.
He had trusted her with a secret or two.
She could be the one.
But there was something in her aura that didn't seem as scared as it should be if she was guilty.
He leaned away from her face and inspected the next one.
Teiko.
She was nothing special, really. Brown hair as usual for her type of inu, big innocent gray eyes twinkling in adoration for him, small and fragile looking body, twitching lips. Pretty young too.
She could barely suppress her trembling.
He grunted. She was just a servant.
No. She was definitely not the one.
Daichi and Daiki.
The twins.
They had a certain curious appearance. Their brown hair was short, brushing the nape of their necks. They had a striking white stripe in the middle of it, starting at the bangs near their foreheads till the edge. Striking, cunning green eyes that always had a playful glint in them. Slender and slightly muscled bodies.
Trusted friends of his deceased father.
They were members of his court and had many times given previous advices.
There was a time when they weren't on best terms with Sesshomaru. They didn't agree on his ruthless ways after his father died. But that was it.
They were almost annoyingly loyal to him. They knew better than to betray him at a time like this.
They were out of the list too.
He sighed as he met terrified hazel eyes.
That only left Isamu…
He had always had a strange affection towards the inu. They grew up together.
Sometimes, Isamu knew him better than he himself did.
His brown hair reached his hips, neatly combed. No bangs obscured his eyes. A curved green marking adorned his left cheek.
He felt his heart sink when he inspected his aura. He hadn't had this feeling since…his father died for Inuyasha.
Betrayal.
His amber eyes shined dangerously and it didn't calm him or pleased him when Isamu grew even more scared.
This Sesshomaru trusted you…
He grasped his councilman's chin and forced him to look into his eyes.
-Please, tell me it isn't true.
He whispered. Isamu gulped and he felt tears sting his eyes.
He failed them all.
His family, his lord, these lands…his friend.
Not needing any more explanations, Sesshomaru closed his eyes and nodded. He stepped aside and ordered his general, pointing at Isamu but not bearing to look at him.
-Lock him up…and free Naomi.
-So…is everything prepared?
Takeru nodded mindlessly.
-Yes, my lord. The army awaits your lead.
Akio grinned cruelly. The imaginative scent of blood taunted his nostrils already.
-Perfect.
He turned looking fearsome plated in spiked, black armor. His hakama and haori matched with a crimson color, his long blond hair was tied up in a high knot, long bangs brushing his shallow cheeks.
His boots were black and a bit heavy but he didn't mind.
The fire demon's orange eyes glowed brutally in a show of power.
Takeru bowed and handed his lord his two headed spear, taller than Akio himself. It was silver, adorned with gruesome signs of death; its sharp blades lusted for blood and from it flowed a thick aura of corruption.
Sickly grin glued on his lips, he marched towards the entrance of his castle where his large army waited silently for him.
Nobody dared to move for a few moments as they gazed at their leader expectantly.
He gripped his spear tighter and raised it with a mighty shout.
-THE WEST IS OURS!
His soldiers cheered his glory, motivated and marched towards battle!
She panted and turned, moaning in pleasure and arching from her bed.
*Dream*
-Yes!
She felt him smirk against her neck. He kissed her passionately.
-Do you like this, sweetness?
She gasped and moaned, her cheeks flustered as he continued to touch her…there.
He continued to lavish her neck with kisses and nips nearly making her undone.
-Tell me…
Her eyelids dropped half way. She felt dazed.
His touch was too much.
His fingers quickened the pace and her legs trembled.
-Oh, kami! Yes! YES!
He growled his approval and raised his other hand to pinch roughly one perked nipple.
She screamed as she finally reached her peak.
*End Dream*
She gasped loudly as her eyes shot open. She was all sweaty and hot. Moving her arms a bit she raised her head and blinked in confusion at the sticky substance between the fingers of the hand that had been laying between her legs.
Panting, realization hit her.
She let her head drop back to the pillow tiredly.
Author's Note: The final battle's coming and Rin is having hentai dreams… *shakes head* I'm such a perv.