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Slave of Love
By : VeRoN
Category: InuYasha > General
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Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Chapter List
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha, it belings to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor the book “Enslaved” by V.Henley.

A/N: Ok I don’t now whats going on with AFF but its not working right. Any way, I had this chapter finished last week so it wasn’t my fault! Don’t hurt me!

Kaitlin: Thank you. Its ok, don’t worry, I bug authors all the time!(jk) But I really don’t mind, I am trying to update more often but AFF doesn’t let me :(

DarkInmortal: Lol. Thank you... I think, though I dont wont to be destroyed, I understand your point, and like I said to kaitlin I am trying to update more often now. So please forgive me!!*bows down asking for DarkInmortal’s forgivness*

Now with that done, on with it, Enjoy!

Chapter 12: A Word’s Power

Dawn came to fast for Kagome. After a sleepless night she felt tired and irritable, and her determination found itself scattering. Brenna came to wake her with a jar of fresh water for her to wash. When Kagome saw no new clothes she asked her where they where.

“Am I going to use this all day?” She said referring to the brown robe that adorned her body.

“Yes, that is what common slaves use. Don’t forget to tie your bandana tight so it wont come off. You must never show your hair unless they order you.” Brenna answered.

“Why is it you use those horrid things?”

“Well, to cover our heads, what else for?”

“Yes, I can see that, but what I don’t understand is why you cover your hair.”

“Oh! You mean why cover our hairs? Well, it is to hide the short hair. You see they cut our hair so they can difference us from the Romans or the free people, see?” As she talked she raised one hand to remove the bandana showing Kagome what laid beneath it.

Kagome gasped when she saw the short hair, and by short she meant boy short, with a few tendrils grazing the nape of her neck. Subconsciously she reached for hers, horror showing in her face.

Brenna saw her face and said with a smile: “Don’t worry, nobody is going to cut that beautiful hair of yours.”

“How do you know? My god, these men are savages, how can they do that??”

“Well, I am used to it, as most of the slaves here. And I know because your hair is one of the general’s attraction for you.”

“Perhaps.” She said nothing else as she used the jar with fresh water to wash herself, before putting the robe on again. When she signaled Brenna indicating she was ready, the girl made a gesture for her to follow.

They walked through the halls that were swarming with slaves doing different chores. As she came to a room, that Kagome realized was the kitchen, a boy was waiting there with bread and a bowl of something Kagome didn’t even want to find out what it was.

“Where were you? It’s already late! You should have hurried, you want Sim to be whipped?” The boy snapped at Brenna.

“I am sorry, I forgot.” The girl said with regret.

“Here eat this, and hurry.” He said to Kagome, handing her the bread and the bowl. After that he left to do his chores.

“What was that all about? And why do you let a boy talk to you like that?” Kagome said while she eyed the substance that was in the bowl. With a grimace she realized that this might be the only meal she could be allowed to eat in the entire day. With a resigned sigh she began eating.

“What do you mean? He is a man, there for superior, he can talk to any way he deems fit. I am only a woman.”

Kagome almost choked with her food. “What?? And what does that have to do with anything? He’s still a boy and should not talk to you like that, he should have a little bit of respect for his elders. And men aren’t superior.” Kagome was seething by the time she finished talking. ‘What kind of thought is that? I mean “superior??” Christ! Those chauvinist pigs, someone ought to show them how things really are.’

But before Brenna had time to answer Kagome’s heated reply a voice said: “Woman, stop putting ideas in her head. She is right, a woman is inferior to a man.”

“I cannot believe you just said that. That is not true, women are equal to men.”

“I don’t know what they taught you where you come from but here things are different.” Mirkus said walking towards her. “Are you finished?”

Kagome had lost all of her appetite with this new turn of events. “Yes.”

“Good, now follow me. You are to clean the floors of the entrance first.”

“And if I don’t want to?”

“Well then Sim will be punished in your place.”

“What do you mean by that?” Kagome asked, fearing she already knew the answer to her question.

“Well, it’s really easy actually. To ensure your obedience you will not be punished but him instead.” He replied pointing to a boy that was standing behind her. He was little and couldn’t be more than eight years old, with big black eyes that looked at her with sadness and fear. Kagome felt a clutch at her heart.

“Is he Briton?” She asked Mirkus softly.

“Of course, you wouldn’t expect me to whip a Roman child, would you?”

“That is a low move you know. Fine, take me to the place I am to do my chores.”

Mirkus signaled Brenna and the girl gave an understanding nodded.

“Come, I will show you where it is.” Brenna told Kagome.

She followed suit but not after giving Mirkus a glare that said “I’ll get you back”. The man only stared with a small smile, barely visible on his lips. When she was out of hearing range he turned to the boy and spoke.

“That was a very good performance young Sim. I must admit that I almost fell for that sad, sympathetic boy.” Mirkus said as he smiled to the boy.

“Thank you sir. Is there anything else you need for me to do?”

“No, that’s alright, go do your chores, and remember you can have anything you like for dinner as payment.”

“Thank you sir, I’ll be going now.” With that the boy left him alone in the kitchen, though not so alone.

“That was a very low thing to do you know? But of course what could I expect from a Briton?” A woman, no more than twenty-five said as she entered the kitchen through a side door hid to the normal eye. She had brown shiny hair, warm chocolate eyes, and a mouth that had lines saying its owner was used to laughter. She was tall for a woman, with curves, though not as curvy as Kagome, in all the right places. As she talked, she approached the man, waiting for him to reply.

“Why is it that every time I turn around you are there? You wouldn’t be stalking me or something alike, now would you Sanio?”

“You would like that wouldn’t you? Don’t play as if you were a fool, answer me. Why did you do that?”

“Well, I had to ensure her obedience and the General doesn’t want her hurt, so...”

“Oh please, we both know you are a softie, you could never hurt such a beautiful creature, without regretting it at the instant. Better said, is a miracle that slaves behave around here, but then I forget your conning abilities.”

“You hurt me, woman. It is not conning, simply what is best for them. Besides, that coming from a woman of the Gaul.”

“What is that supposed to mean? We Gauls are very proud and honorable people.”

“Well, my past experiences with Gauls allows me to give judgment. You are very sleazy people.”

“You don’t know any Gauls you lying Briton.” The woman replied edging her limit.

“Why no I don’t you are right, but then again, I don’t need to.”

“What are you talking about?” ‘By the gods, what this man speaks is completely senseless. It is far to early in the morning to do this.’ “You know what Mirkus don’t answer. Just send me the breakfast at my rooms.” With that said Sanio turned around and left.

Mirkus was smiling the whole time, enjoying the view of her backside. ovedoved it when he drove the beautiful Sanio crazy; she looked so beautiful with that ire frown on her face. Of course he couldn’t let her know that, she already withheld too much power in the household, and she found that she would take it over completely. For Sanio was a free woman, the general had brought her from Gaul as a slave, when he was not much older than her and himself, and she gained the generals trust quickly, as well as her freedom for good service. Her power at the v was was only compared to his. But then again he had more, for he was a man, and she only a female. Snapping out of his thoughts, he turned to call a servant to take her the breakfast to bed. With that taken care of he left the kitchen to supervise the slaves.

***

It was a little past noon and Kagome had just finished cleaning the entire six marble floors including the villas entrance where she now sat resting. She was tired; she had never worked so hard in her life. The lack of sleep was not helping at all either. ‘This is all his fault, I hope he had as few sleep as I did last night!’ As she rested sitting on her heels, she heard a bark followed then by another. ‘A bark? Is there a dog around here?’
As if conjured by her thoughts, not one but two huge mastines came running towards her, their legs splashing mud and dirt all over the clean floors. Her clean floors. But as the thought appeared in her head it left quickly as the beasts neared her.

“Romulus, Remus!”

‘Of course it had to be him! Who else.’ As she raised her head to look at him he walked past her towards his room, not even glancing at her. He was completely ignoring her. ‘How dare he!? And how dare he let his stupid beasts track dirt all over the clean floors that had cost her such an effort!’ Feeling tears pricking her eyes, she lowered her head, trying to hold them back, she was so frustrated that her hands were fisting turning her kleskles white. She heard him coming and raised her head to glare at him, but again he ignored her as if she was nothing, a simple slave... And not the girl who had tempt him so last night.
When he was out of sight for good, she stood up, a plan forming in her head. ‘Oh I am going to make you wish you never knew me. When I am done with you, we’ll see who is the master and who the slave.’ With that she left to search for Mirkus.

(A/N: Ok I hate to do this... but non of you answer me tim time so I have no other way... Has any of you read a fittlettled in Egypt, where Inuyasha is a temple’s idole, Miroku it’s priest, and Kagome a priestess from another temple( I don’t remember if it was Amon or Isis), and she dances for Inu and he begins lusting for her, and bla bla(It’s not Urd-chan’s “Temple of the dog”). So if any of you heard of it, I would be very much thankful, for any tip, for I been looking for it long time now and I can’t find it. Ok, now you can go on with the chapter, sorry for the interruption.)

***

“Where the hell is that retched man?” She murmured to herself. She was standing at the kitchen’s door looking for the master of slaves.

“Looking for me I see.”

“Eiii! Don’t do that! What is it with you men and creeping up behind women.” She said as her hand rested on her chest.

“Well, if you wouldn’t have been muttering to yourself you would have heard me.” He replied smirking.

“Never mind. You know, what you said last night... About me having the general at the palm of my hand...”

“Yes. What of it?”

“I need your help.”

Mirkus raised an eyebrow. “And why should I help you?”

“Well, you know, you have power here and it wouldn’t be wise for either of us to be enemies. Friendship brings more benefits, don’t you think?”

‘So, she knows she has power. Interesting.’ “Yes you are quite right. But I still I don’t see where you are going with all this.”

“Oh come on, don’t play dumb. You were right, I was a fool last night. Inuyasha showed no interest in me today, he ignored me. I don’t want to clean floors for the rest of my life.”

“Ah, so you yield.”

“Perhaps.”

“What do you mean “perhaps”? Either you yield or you don’t, there is no mid term.”

“Oh, but you are wrong. You might see life with only black and white colors, but there is a whole gamut of grays in life that you don’t see.” She said with a smile on her lips. “You deal with simple, common, plane words. While the word “perhaps” is full of mystery, of different meanings, is tempting, sensual, you can play with it.”

As she talked she sat on the table and said: “Can I eat a piece of bread with honey on top?”

Mirkus nodded, and sat across from her. He watched her as she ate, admiring her delicate way of chewing, the elegant way her hands moved. She really was exquisite and he could understand the reason of Inuyasha’s attraction for her. wou would’ve adorned the table with perfection, behaving like a lady. She had everything a good wife should have, beauty, brains, and humor. At least she would be perfect for the general, if not for some other. Her voice snapped him out of his musings.

“So? Do we have a truce? Will you help me?”

“Perhaps.” He replied, smirking when he saw Kagome raise her eyebrow. “What exactly do you plan on doing if you will not yield?”

“Well let’s just say I am willing to negotiate. You said if I give him what he wanted I could asked for anything I wish for and he would not deny it.”

“Yes, but if you don’t intend to give him so, how will you negotiate.”

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t give it to him, only that I would negotiate it.”

“Well, I don’t know what you are planning in that wicked female head of yours, and I am not sure I want to know. You know, you women are really vindictive creatures.”

“Oh please! We? The weak sex? I could not do it without you, please I need you to become my friend, for your wise advice.” She said flattering him on purpose to get him to agree.

“Well...” Mirkus put his brain to work, knew that the woman in front of him could be very powerful and in a world where power was a very important thing, he wanted this girl on his side. Besides if he didn’t Sanio would take advantage over him with her, he was sure she would already become her confident only for the fact of being a woman. And there is something far worst than one woman with power, and that is... Two women with it. “All right, we will be allies.”

“Great! Now, do you think I could get a bath? I thought that instead of waiting for Inuyasha’s return I should come to his meeting. Taking initiative will make me be a step higher than him. Oh! And I need for Portia and Brenna to make me beautiful again. And from you I need something to wear that the Primus Pilus can’t resist.”

“Well you certainly don’t waste any time do you?” he said sarcastically, while raising a brow.

“We don’t have any time to waste, come on!”

“Fine, fine. Let us go, while you bathe I will have the stole and make up ready waiting for you.”

“I am sure you will. Now, where is Brenna?” With that she went looking for the servant girl to help her with her bath while Mirkus began preparing Portia and searching for a fitting stole.

***

Kagome looked at her mirrored reflection. She looked beautiful and she knew it. After she left Mirkus she had found Brenna doing some kind of a needing, Kagome didn’t know nor care.

“Brenna!”

The girl looked at her with surprised eyes.

“Yes, Lady Kagome?”

“Oh just call me Kagome. I need you to help me with my bath. My back is killing me and I really need to look my best, for the General.”

“Oh? So you are going to surrender to him?”

‘What is it with this people and the surrender thing?’ she fumed. “NO, I am not

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