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Taming Ayame	By : thelaurenbeaster Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 7674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the character in Inuyasha. I don't make any money/profit from writing this story. It is purely for entertainment.

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Chapter 13 - Secrets are Revealed

"Four strong pups to add to our pack! Kilana, you must be so proud!"

Ayame beamed at the exhausted wolf before her. It had been an easy birth, but it was still tiring; as any mother would know. The little pups all wiggled around as their mother licked them clean, Ayame couldn't wait to help name them all! There were three boys and one girl, which disappointed Ayame since she had so many pretty girl names.

"They're so... ugly." screeched an annoying voice behind her.

She rolled her eyes glaring at the green demon, "You're one to talk..."

Jaken puffed out his chest, "I am considered very handsome among my race." The imp declared.

Ayame grinned, baring her teeth, "And to my wolves, you're considered a chew toy."

On cue, Kuito placed his paw on the side of the Kappa's face, his claws slowly digging into the green cheek. Jaken's eyes widen and he screeched, leaping out of the room, away from Kuito. "You disgusting beast! How dare you touch me! Lord Sesshomaru will hear of this Ayame! Keep those wolves in line!"

She snorted, "You do that. Just consider the zero fucks I give."

"Y-you-you infuriating she-wolf demon!"

Ayame rolled her eyes closing her newly repaired bedroom door in Jaken's face, "Good bye."

"But! I haven't given you my message yet!"

Ayame opened the door. "Then instead of insulting my wolves, you should have spat it out and left!"

Jaken huffed, his face inflamed with anger, or maybe embarrassment? "Lord Sesshomaru would like to inform you that his ward, Rin, is visiting. You are to be on your very best behavior."

"Alright. Message received. Go. AWAY."

The green imp yelped as Ayame slammed the door in his face again.

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Since becoming the Palace Keeper, Ayame really didn't have anything to do besides train new maids and hire. Sesshomaru had given her the most boring job in the whole world. So, she took it upon herself to order thousands of flowers every day, which she decorated the whole palace with. Not only did they cost a good sum, Sesshomaru had a very sensitive nose. The huge amount of flowers seemed to aggravate him to no end, but he didn't tell her to stop. So she continued to decorate with a passion. Ayame even pranced as she carried the flowers around from vase to vase. Whenever Sesshomaru saw her skipping around, it seemed to frustrate him even more. Anything that caused him misery, made her an extremely happy wolf-demon.

Ayame snickered to herself at the thought of Sesshomaru's aggravated nose. She stuffed some more baby's breath into the vase and stood back to admire her work. She really had an eye for flower arrangement. Nodding she began to move toward the next vase, but something out the window caught her eye. "Hmm.."

Ayame peeked over the window edge and looked down into the garden. Walking along the path was Sesshomaru and the small teenage human Ayame had met in the forest. "Interesting..." Ayame said to herself.

Rin seemed to be chatting up a storm, while Sesshomaru walked by her silently. Ayame shook her head. 'This is the most confusing situation. How could Sesshomaru care for a young human girl?'

Ayame continued to watch them, feeling slightly like a stalker. Then the wildest thing happened. Sesshomaru smiled. Actually smiled, a kind, loving smile. Not his normal mischievous grin that he saved for Ayame. Rin beamed a bright smile back up at him and continued to chat. "I think... somewhere... a village just randomly lit up in flames..." Ayame said to herself.

Laughing at her own joke she continued with her flower decorating. But she couldn't stop thinking that perhaps, Sesshomaru really did have a heart somewhere behind his ice wall. Rin clearly had made her way into his heart. Ayame vacantly placed flowers into a towering glass vase, 'Perhaps I've been far to harsh on Sesshomaru. The soap I used drove him crazy enough to claim a wolf-demon. He's just as stuck in this predicament as I am.'

Ayame shook her head at herself as she adjusted the flowers, 'He may be stuck, but he doesn't have to be such a arrogant asshole...'

Sighing, Ayame finished with the last vase and made her way down to the kitchen. Before reaching the door, a loud crash came from inside. Blinking, Ayame ran in. "OH MY! I am SO sorry sir, so so so so so so so sooooo sorry. Please don't fire me! Don't tell Madame Ayame! I'M SORRY!"

Ayame's mouth fell agape, 'Fire her? Madame Ayame? What the hell kind of name is that?'

A maid that had recently become kitchen help, ran around collecting apples that rolled across the floor. Satoru stood there with an amused smile on his face. "I assure you, dear, I don't plan to fire you. Since you've come around, the kitchen has never been more organized."

The kitchen helper stood, the rest of the apples gathered in the giant barrel. "Really? Oh thank you! Thank you!" She looked like she about to throw herself at Satoru's feet and kiss his toes.

"Ahem..." Ayame cleared her throat.

"Oh." The girl sighed when she saw Ayame, "I guess this means I am fired?"

Ayame giggled, "As long as you don't drop my dumplings, your job is safe!"

The helper jumped, her hands flying up in the air. "Oh thank Kami!!!" Unfortunately, her flying hand flew right into a bowl of soy sauce. Which splashed all over Ayame.

The girl stood there, her hands frozen in the air, "I-I-I'm... I'm... sorry..??"

Ayame rubbed a hand over her face in frustration. At that point, if Satoru didn't need the help, Ayame would have fired the girl. But staying calm she said slowly, "Before you ask, your job is safe."

Ayame turned and left the kitchen, listening to the girl's sigh of relief. 'This better come out of my skirt...'

She flagged down a maid to follow her to the bathing room and take her clothes to be washed, and requested one of the kimono's from her room. Which she really only had one Kimono, another gift that Sesshomaru had left in her room. She rolled her eyes at the thought of Sesshomaru constantly trying to buy her affection. What kind of woman did he think she was?

Ayame violently shook her head, trying to get Sessnomaru out of her head. She had more important things to think about, like not smelling like soy sauce. The maid came in and laid out the kimono and came over. "Madame, I saw this in your room and thought that you might want to use it?"

Getting over the irritating fact that everyone kept calling her 'Madame', she looked at the loofa in the maid's hands. She shrugged and took it, "Thanks."

The maid bowed and left the room quickly. Ayame stared at the loofa with detest. This was partly what got her into this situation. But, really, it was all the soaps fault. She shrugged again. It would probably help get the awful smell of soy sauce out of her skin.

Ayame stepped into the bath, sinking down deep into the water. She began to rub the loofa over her arm, it really did feel amazing. She felt like the loofa really was giving her a deep clean, which she needed. The door opened behind her and irritation returned. More maids to call her Madame?

She decided to ignore whoever was there and continued to clean herself with the loofa. 'I seriously get no privacy in this place.'

Someone slipped into the bath next to her. Ayame slowly turned her head to see a fully naked, and glorious Sesshomaru. Ayame screamed and flailed her arms, realizing she was naked, she slapped her arms in front of her breasts as shes moved away from the dog-demon. "EXCUSE ME!!!"

"You're excused."

Ayame gasped, her jaw most likely stuck in an open mouth gape. "Can I not bathe in peace without you barging in? Is this going to be a habit of yours?"

Sesshomaru grinned at her. That special grin that he only ever gave to her. It was so sexy, and now that she could see his sculpted, muscular chest, it was so much more sexier. "Perhaps."

Even if he was naked. And distracting, that didn't stop Ayame from being enraged by his maddening ways. "LORD Sesshomaru. Please leave."

"No."

"This is ridiculous!" Ayame snapped.

"What's ridiculous, is your constant use of that soap." Sesshomaru corrected.

Ayame opened and closed her mouth. Sesshomaru's nose was so much more sensitive than hers, it didn't surprise her in the least that he had smelt what soap was left on the loofa. Ayame sneered, "It's funny. The great 'Lord Sesshomaru' becoming mindless from an intoxicating soap."

Sesshomaru chuckled as his gaze traveled over her shoulders. The whole time he had been undressing her with his eyes. Oh wait, she was undressed, in that case, he was mind fucking her. "I did not fall prey to the strong scent of the soap you used. Though I do enjoy the smell."

He leaned towards her, closing his eyes, he took a deep breath. "Mmm..."

Ayame shuddered, his naked body was far too close to her to think clearly. She scooted away. "Are you trying to tell me that... you meant to claim me?"

"Yes." Sesshomaru smirked as he watched her move away from him.

Ayame's mind clicked. The fire began to burn. "Why? Why did you claim me then?" She spat out.

Sesshomaru lifted his hand out of the water and watched the clear liquid drip from his hand. "Have you ever heard of the ancient prophecy about the Kiyamu demon?"

Ayame frowned, "No."

Sesshomaru shrugged, he moved closer to her. "I don't feel like telling stories right now."

Alarmed at his sudden closeness, Ayame leapt out of the bath, to hell with showing Sesshomaru her naked butt, he'd seen it before. Behind her, Sesshomaru grabbed her wrist. "I'm not done with you."

Ayame snarled, baring her teeth, "I'm not some toy you can play with!"

Sesshomaru grinned pulling her closer. "Use those teeth for other things, like returning the claim."

Ayame gagged, "I. Don't. Think. SO!!" She grunted out the last word as she firmly planted her foot in the middle of Sesshomaru's chest, thrusting him backwards into the bath.

Ayame rushed over to the Kimono and tried to quickly pull it on. It didn't take long for Sesshomaru to regain himself. He grabbed her and threw her against the door. "I grow tired of you constant refusal. You are mine and I will have you. I will no longer play your little game."

His hand wrapped around her throat tightly as he took a deep breathe, drawing in her scent. Ayame was sick of playing the scared, innocent, virgin. Her mind was muddled with venomous thoughts of killing him, and hot and steamy thoughts of fucking his brains out. Ayame growled back at him, her feral side coming out as she clawed at his hand. "Let me GO!!"

Sesshoamaru moved his hand, only to take hold of her hair and yank Ayame's head to the side. He eyed the crescent on her neck and flicked his tongue over his fangs. "No! NOOO! Not again!" Ayame screamed.

She panicked, feeling around for the door knob. She could get away if she got out into the hall. He wouldn't rape her in front of his subjects.

Sesshomaru licked her mark and said roughly, "Yes. Again. Until you understand you are mine."

Ayame whimpered as she continued to feel for the door knob, her hand hit something hard in her kimono. She felt around and pulled a small dagger out of a secret pocket in her kimono. 'Weird', she thought.

Sesshomaru raised his head back, opening his mouth, preparing to re-mark her. Ayame's thoughts became crystal clear, she raised the dagger quickly. Pointing the tip of the dagger to his neck. Sesshomaru paused, "Where did you get that?"

"You. Apparently."

Using the distraction to her advantage, Ayame found the door knob and opened the door. Still holding the dagger steady to his throat, she backed out and turned and ran. She ran blindly through the palace halls, trying to make her kimono stay on. Tears streamed down her face, and she ran more, out the palace doors and into the garden where she threw herself under a tree. Curling into a trembling ball, she cried herself silly.

"Ayame?"

A sob caught in her throat as she looked up at Satoru. His kind eyes staring down her. Sobbing harder, Ayame threw herself into the cooks arms. "What's wrong Ayame? Come tell me over tea?"

Ayame sniffled, nodding. Satoru smiled at her, leading her gently to the kitchen.

Leaving out the part where she had a dagger to Sesshomaru's throat, she told Satoru about what had happened. She also asked about the ancient tales of the Kiyamu demon. The old cook frowned. "Only Lord Sesshomaru would take a mate just to create something more powerful."

Ayame arched an eyebrow as she sipped at her green tea, "Powerful? Create...?"

Satoru sighed, running his finger over the rim of his cup. "The Kiyamu demon is the offspring of a two powerful demons. A dog demon, and a wolf demon. Since the two races can barely get along, there have only been a few Kiyamu demons. I see now that Sesshomaru has made you his mate so you will give birth to a Kiyamu demon. And you being the grand-daughter of an elder, and he of the great Dog-Demon... that Kiyamu would have supreme power."

Rage burned in Ayame's stomach, it boiled and whispered to her. Sesshomaru had purposely made her his unwilling mate. He took Kouga away from her and made Ayame's feelings disappear for him. "Ayame? Don't do anything rash now..."

Ayame took a deep breath and set down her tea cup. "Of course not. What's done is done."

Satoru blinked. "Well. I'm glad you're taking it so well."

She wasn't taking it well. The rage was burning up her throat, and she let it.

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Ayame refused to go to another meeting with Sesshomaru. Jaken was furious as always when she told him, but she didn't care. If she saw him again she'd use the sword her gave her to carve out his heart. Then she'd give his bloody heart to Rin. Ayame snickered, then stopped. What was wrong with her? Sesshomaru was turning her into a heartless demon that would feel joy at the sight of another's sadness. As much as Rin's love for Sesshomaru sickened her, she would not hurt that human girl.

Ayame finished filling the last vase on her rounds and made her way back to her room. She had added extra lilacs to her next order, they were know for there strong smelling scent to humans. Ayame could just image how strong they'd be for Sesshomaru's nose. She'd have to make sure to put a vase on his desk. Gleefully rubbing her hands together, she thought about what an excellent villain she was becoming.

Strolling into her room she spotted a bright box wrapped with a bright red ribbon. "Seriously? After I tried to kill him with the dagger he gave me?"

Letting out an exasperated sigh, she tugged on the ribbon and opened the box. Inside was a delicate glass bottle of perfume, much like the one Kagome had given her but without the dangerous spray nozzle. She sniffed it, it smelt like iris's. Why was she surprised? A note in the box caught her attention. 'To the beautiful flower that haunts my dreams.'

Ayame wondered if steam was coming out of her ears. Now he decides to court her? Her lips pressed together in a thin line. She was sick of it. Taking the perfume she opened the door of her bedroom, walked to the balcony and threw the perfume bottle. She heard a smash then a little scream, then walked calmly back into her room, shutting the door quietly. He said he didn't want to play games. But here he was, playing games.

Her calm demeanor was scaring her, because the rage was boiling over, she could almost see red. Placing her hands on the door, she breathed slowly, but the rage was winning. Her claws began to dig into the door. 'I will find a way to break this bond between us....'

Her claws started to carve their way down the door, the anger that burned inside her wished it was Sesshomaru's face. 'This mark is a disease. I will free myself of this disease called Sesshomaru.'

Authors Note: Took me a little while to get inspired on this chapter. THANK YOU to Hattaru for the inspiration and the review! I was seriously thinking about giving up.
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