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Captured and Trapped	By : StephanieG Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 43460 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 13 :
His cold, soothing presence
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Kagome finally looked up towards the owner of the boots that had entered her peripheral vision earlier, only to see Sesshoumaru and his impassible face.

She fixed her gaze on him for a moment, not knowing what to do, how to react. Curiously, seeing his unfeeling golden orbs looking down at her with something like boredom reflecting on his beautiful face, brought a sense of calmness to the poor girl. Slowly, the fear that had been oppressive, a weight on her lungs and squeezing her heart, was now slipping away. She could breathe easier.

Even after what she had been subjected at the hands of the hanyou and then been dropped back in the cavern of her imprisonment, it was pushed back at the second plan in the presence of Sesshoumaru. It seemed like there was a calm atmosphere surrounding the demon Lord everywhere he went. Some would qualifier it of cold and uncaring, but Kagome still found it soothing right now.

When you have the Taiyoukai around, you can have the certainty that, beside his own claws, you are as safe as you can be in the Feudal Era. The demon Lord is a force of the nature in his own rights, that was uncountable.

Her friends and Inuyasha would surely think her crazy but for Kagome, to have Sesshoumaru there was comforting. He doesn�t have to do anything to make you feel safe. Strange when you thought that he could kill her in a blink and had already tried in the past.

�You are bleeding.� Came the cold voice of the demon Lord in question, startling the poor beaten Miko.

She wasn�t in condition nor in the mood to �play� with him. It wasn�t as if she had remarked it. She was just too tired and worn out to be angry by his way of stating the obvious.

�I know.� She succeeded to let out with lots of difficulties, her voice hoarse from her earlier screaming.

He looked down at her and she looked back at him for a moment, thinking and trying to guess what he wanted. Really, he wasn�t a man of words, she knew that, but if he just content himself to state the obvious and then fixed her, they weren�t going anywhere anytime soon.

She then saw him flex his hand and for the first time she truthfully looked at him. She then remarked that he seemed agitated which was not common for the demon Lord. Actually, he seemed more than agitated even.

His eyes, even with the dim light available, seemed darker to her, not red but close toit. With his torn haori, she could see the muscles of his arm trembling.
Did something happen here too, while she was �out�?

Or maybe,�it�s the scent of blood that put him on the edge? It was like he was trying to control himself and was succeeding only barely.

He must think that I am even weaker that he first thought. He must be disgusted to have to share his cell with a weak human like me�disgusted to even have to share the same air with a pathetic creature like me�Kagome thought pitifully. She couldn�t be too far from the truth, in her opinion. In the state that she was currently in, it would not come as a surprise if he or anyone else, was to think of her as such.

She wanted to be brave, to show him that she wasn�t that weak. She may not be really powerful, but she wasn�t a pathetically frail creature either. She had to prove it and now was the best moment to do so. The young woman didn�t know why the opinion of Sesshoumaru on her person was so important to her. Maybe, it was because he was the elder brother of Inuyasha. The hanyou could say whatever he wanted, but it couldn�t change the fact that the demon Lord was, by far, more powerful than him. Her hanyou friend had just too much pride to see it clearly and admit it. So, if Sesshoumaru could see, even if a little bit of worth in her, if he could think of her as more than just a small weak pathetic creature, then, in a twisted way, it would perhaps make the degrading constant complains of her hanyou friend about her weakness and uselessness more bearable. It wouldn�t be much but if a magnificent creature as Sesshoumaru could see some worth in her pitiful human body then maybe she would feel less of the weight of her inadequacy burdening her since her first arrival in the Feudal Era.

She had observed Sesshoumaru when he battled. It was seriously difficult to just not stop everything and stare, really. If it wasn�t for the life-threatening situation she would find herself in if she was to do just that she would have watched him for sure. But she had remarked something important during their various encounters with the demon Lord: she had clearly seen a difference in his way of

fighting his half-brother vs. against any other opponent. It seemed as if he had some conflicting feelings in him. As if, in one hand he just wished to tear his little brother apart for the �taint� on his royal family blood that was Inuyasha�s existence, when in another hand, he couldn�t totally shake off the fact that the hanyou was still his brother. Each time, if you looked attentively, really attentively, you could see a millisecond of hesitation when he is about to hit Inuyasha. It was as if his mind wanted to kill the hanyou at any cost while his body didn�t really want to. It was, most of the time, due to this hesitation that the hanyou had escaped with his life. It might have been that hesitation, this distraction, coupled with his blind rage that had given Inuyasha the opportunity the slice off his arm. Her hanyou would deny it with everything he was worth but Kagome knew better.

She had tried to discuss the matter with the demon slayer at one time, during their usual girl-talk while bathing, but Sango had brushed it off, saying that the young Miko was thinking too much about it. That Sesshoumaru was just a bloody beast that couldn�t stand the thought of his noble blood running through a dirty hanyou and it was his usual underestimation of their hanyou friend�s powers that was preventing him killing him off, nothing more. Kagome hadn�t pushed more, seeing that her friend�s opinion wouldn�t budge no matter what she would say about it.

The young miko couldn�t blame the demon slayer for her opinions. After all, she was raised to hate every youkai and even if her heart had softened a little since traveling with them, the slayer couldn�t shake off the way of thinking with which she had been nursed from birth with. Sometimes, Kagome thought that she was only in good terms with InuYasha and Shippo only because one was half-human and the other only a child. Sango was always tensed whenever even Kouga was around so it seemed to speak much about that idea.

The young Miko had doubted her ability to judge people�s character and had said such to their monk companion during one of their training sessions. Miroku said that he hadn�t seen it as she had but after observing their next encounter with the demon Lord, he had admit that he could also see, if looking very closely, that Sesshomaru�s hits on Inuyasha did appear to be somewhat less accurate compared to when he was fighting against another opponent.

Sesshoumaru was really a deadly creature, and if she could show him�No, she will show him that she wasn�t some weak pathetic human.

Her eyes refocused, emerging from her thoughts, only to remark that she had been unknowingly staring at the demon Lord since she had woke up. She looked down, avoiding any more eye contact as a blush was rising on her cheeks. Sesshoumaru had stayed silent watching her as she was watching him. Now, that�s embarrassing. More than weak, he must think that she was dumb now.

Seeing what their captors had left for her to use, with measured movements, slowly, Kagome reached for where the so-called bandages lay, and took one of the torn cloths to cleanse her injuries herself. Even the slightest movement was provoking searing pains going through her body.

But she didn�t want to be abandoned. She wanted to prove to Sesshoumaru and herself that she wasn�t just some frail creature. Plus, it was a good way to try to not think of what had happened to her a few hours earlier, when all she really wanted to do was to curl up in a corner and cry. But she wouldn�t let Naraku win. She would fight tooth and nails even if it was the last thing she was going to do. When he was trying to break her, at least he wasn�t hurting any more mikos, or she hoped so. That�s what she was telling herself to try to gather her courage.
With all her might, she tried to think only of taking care of her wounds and nothing else before being too tired to do so. She tried to let go of the feeling of deep hurt that was stabbing her heart at the idea of what Inuyasha could be doing right now, and worst, what he could have been doing while she was abducted and thrown in the damp smelling cell she was in right now.

They must be aware of her disappearance by now, since, if her calculations were correct, today was the announced day of her return. Her friends must be really worried about her.

A sob threatened to escape from her lips when she thought back to all what the dark hanyou had told her. She doubted that he had lied. He was way too proud of himself for it to be a simple lie. But Kagome tried to shake it off. Now wasn�t the moment to think of that.

So she tried to cleanse her injuries by herself. However, it was more difficult than she thought. She couldn�t move her arms much so she started by taking care of her legs. One of her thighs was a deeper red from the light burn of the tea. Even with the blood, she could see it. And blood, there was a lot of it. She had lacerations all over them, the most being concentrated on her thighs. By �chance�, due most assuredly to her position at that moment, all the cuts were on her front.

She couldn�t prevent whimpers and hisses of pain from escaping her as she was slowly cleaning the bloody mess that was her legs. Her movements, even moderated, had opened back up the deep

slices she had on her arms. She bit down her bottom lip hard, drawing blood in the process to not yell out her agonizing pain. She wouldn�t let a sound fall from her mouth without a fight. Already the clear water in the little container had turn bloody red and she had just started. Only now did she remark that something was in the water. From the herbal scent of it, it must be some medicine. At least, they had thought about giving her something to prevent infections. Well, she wouldn�t be of any good if dead, would she?

She could feel the heavy gaze of the demon Lord on her, following her every move. It was as if she could feel his disgust of her human fragility only by the way he was looking down at her. With him as witness, it was making Kagome even more stubborn about taking care of herself alone. Well, it wasn�t as if anyone could help her where she was, right?

From the corner of her eyes, the young Miko could clearly see the hand of Sesshoumaru, his clawed fingers flexing as if he was battling with himself. Maybe he was thinking about killing her off to put her out of her pain. How she must look pitiful, weak and disgusting in his eyes right now. Yes, that must be it.

In a way, she would have been happy to welcome death to end the pain if it was to be given by his hand. If the physicals injuries weren�t enough there was the fact that each time she closed her eyes, she was reliving her ordeal. Yes, death wasn�t such a bad idea by the �merciful� hand of the demon Lord. She wouldn�t give that pleasure to Naraku, even if she was fairly sure that it wasn�t his intent to kill her anytime soon. If you looked at where he had struck her, it was showing that much.

Some cuts were deep, yes, but none of them were placed in any vital strategic place. He didn�t slice hazardously, everything was meticulously calculated. He had cut where it hurt, where it would blood that�s for sure, but not at any life-threatening place. Then, they had placed water with medicine and bands. It was the minimum to take care of her injuries. That�s spoke volumes. Naraku had no intentions to kill her anytime soon.

Sharp pain raked through her leg when she tried to take care of one of the deeper wounds on her thighs. She tried again but this time could stop a pain-filled yelp from escaping her. However, what happened next shocked Kagome to the core.

Finally, the demon Lord of the West had made his move, but he didn�t do what she had betted on at all. He wasn�t killing her for her show of weaknesses, but took the cloth she was trying to cleanse her injuries with from her shaking hands and started to take care of her injuries himself. He was cleaning them conscientiously, with care and without inflicting more pain than necessary.

Sesshoumaru had been battling with his beast. It was pointing out the poor alpha he was to have let some scum like Naraku so thoroughly hurt one who was under his protection. He may not particularly like the young Miko but he had to admit, even only in the confines of his mind, that he was impressed by the reaction of the beaten up woman. Most women would have just lain on the ground whimpering and whining about their conditions but not her. No, she had faced it head on. At close inspection, the damage were worse than he first thought now that he could see it clearly. Naraku hadn�t stayed his hand at all. Lacerations were present everywhere on her legs and arms. No critical points had been touched however, but the vile hanyou had slice where it was sure to be painful and to bleed profusely. It was remarkable work, indeed.

In the privacy of his mind, Sesshoumaru marveled at the fact that she wasn�t crying to herself like would any pathetic human. At this point, his respect for her went up of a notch. Finally, maybe she was meriting her low rank in his pack.

For the demon Lord, she was meriting her place more than the half-breed and most of his clan was, only by the fact that it was by her actions that she had won her place. He was even surprised when she had sat up and proceeded to take care of her wounds by herself and not let herself bleed to death.

For a full-blooded youkai like himself, it wouldn�t take more than a day or two to have those kind of wounds be only a bad memory. But Sesshoumaru had learnt from his travels with Rin that it was really different for humans, showing again why they were inferior beings.

A simple little cut on a finger can take days to heal. Yes, his beast was pleased with her but at the same time, angry at himself for not having prevented her injuries. Sesshoumaru was really pleased on another hand to what her injuries were pointing out: she hadn�t given in to whatever the dark hanyou was seeking. Even under torture, she hadn�t given in and the words of the guards only confirmed it. Whatever Naraku wanted from her, he still hadn�t obtained it from the Miko. She had resisted him.

He looked back down and observed silently as the young woman was trying to take care of her wounds, but her movements were opening back up the ones on her arms that had just stopped bleeding.

Sesshoumaru was more than certain that she could feel his intensive gaze on her and it seemed that it was only urging her to continue. It was as if she was trying to show him her worth. Whether or not it was her intention, it was working.

The demon Lord had to stop himself from not getting on his knees and take care of her injuries by himself like a real inu would: by licking them clean. He had to restrain himself from doing just that. But he couldn�t let her injure herself further like this either. It was unfitting for someone of his position but instincts were difficult to go against.

Finally, deciding on what he felt was the lesser of two evils, Sesshoumaru fell elegantly on his knees and took the cleansing cloth from her pain-filled shaking hands. He heard her gasp at his actions but paid it no mind and rinsed the cloth, before starting to cleanse the sliced skin and fresh blood from her lacerations himself.

The Lord of the Western Lands tried to not think too much of what he was doing or he would assuredly be horrified by his own actions. Really, he was a Lord, the leader of his clan and here he was treating the wounds of one of his underlines, the lowest at that. It was degrading for the Taiyoukai but it was a necessity. He couldn�t really stand there and do nothing while she could possibly bleed to death at his feet.

With a care that would have shocked more than one who knew of him, Sesshoumaru cleansed her injuries and bandaged them. He tried to not think too much about it even as he was feeling the weight of the young Miko�s gaze on him, following his every move. He was thankful though that the usually talkative woman wasn�t asking questions at the moment.
Sesshoumaru was surprised that beyond the prior shock by his actions, Kagome remained unmoving, letting him do anything he wanted to her. For a youkai, to let someone so close after being injured is rare and a show of trust that was unbelievable coming from the little miko for him. After all, he had tried to kill her in the past, even if it was only when she was in his way. She shouldn�t trust him that easily. She was way too na�ve for her own good. Even if they had established a temporary truce, she shouldn�t trust him so much. On another hand, a small part of him was pleased that she didn�t doubt his words. His instincts were screaming at him for his incompetence to not have been able to protect her from Naraku.

He was her Alpha. He had to admit it now, and it was his role to assure her protection and he had failed her. It was her right to push him away� Sesshoumaru had decided, for the time being, to not fight his instincts more than necessary. He was still in a weaker state because of his collar so no need to fight with himself and tire himself further.

Plus, there were more important things he had to take care of, like finding a way out of here��
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End of the chapter 13.

Hope you like it!
I apologize again for the late update to all of you guys.

Take care,

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