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The Snow Angel	By : SunsetMiko Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 51190 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Chapter 142 - The Humiliation *Solitariness* (Stella's Soundtrack Challenge)

The former Lady of the West was curled up in the middle of her destroyed mattress feeling sorry for herself. She had never expected Sesshoumaru to force her to stay in the room once she tore it apart. She thought he would move her to more suitable chambers, so now she was regretting her actions. She had never felt so alone, trapped in a room that might as well have been a cell. She should have known that the servants wouldn't be on her side. She had never been nice to them, so they were more than likely enjoying her suffering.

She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't hear when the door opened behind her. When it slammed hard, she quickly leapt to her feet, turning to see who was intruding on her solitude. The Lady Mother snarled viciously, baring her fangs at the smirking half-breed.

"So," he started. "You ready for your walkie?" The condescension in his tone irked her, and she barked angrily at him. How dare this filthy creature talk down to her?! "Like it or not, you're going, bitch," he said while idly swinging the length of rope he held by his side.

The dog snarled again, and when Inuyasha took a step towards her, she attempted to leap away. Before she knew what happened, the loop of rope was around her neck and tightened so she couldn't pull free. The former Lady of the West braced her front legs, refusing to budge, but when the hanyou tugged, she found he was much too strong to fight against. Still, she struggled, flopping like a fish out of water, until she realized that she was having trouble breathing. Every movement tightened the loop of rope around her neck.

Inuyasha gave one last tug, and finally, the dog climbed to its feet and jumped down from the bed. He leaned down and loosened the rope so that she could breathe before opening the door. He led, making sure that she knew who was in charge, and while they walked, he spoke.

"So, how do you like the leash Sesshoumaru whipped up for me? It's just like the one Tsukiko used to drag him out of the West. You're lucky though. I'll be taking it off when we're done and you're back in your room. Your little whore left his on, trailing behind him wherever he went, until it finally got stuck and trapped him. By the time Kagome found him, buried in the snow, starving and freezing, the rope had cut into his neck so deep that the skin was trying to heal over it. It took her hours to cut it free and pry it out of his flesh, even longer to clean the wounds, and then she spent the night praying that it didn't get infected.

"That's what you did to your son, your only pup, you cold-hearted bitch. I think you deserve the same, but Kagome would never let us do that to you, no matter what you've done. The wench made me promise not to hurt you. Sesshoumaru is right. She is an angel, and you should be thankful for her. Otherwise, things would be a lot worse for your nasty ass."

The Western Lady made no sound as she walked alongside the hanyou, her head held high. She would not show weakness to anyone, and Inuyasha was taking a route that virtually guaranteed everyone would see her. He led her through the kitchens, and she did her best to ignore the whispers of the staff. They didn't even bother to wait until she was out of earshot to make their comments, and it became evident that she had completely lost their respect, if she ever really had it to begin with. She knew her servants feared her, but she was quickly learning that there was a very big difference between that and respect.

When they were finally outside, she breathed in the crisp, cool air deeply, glad to be out of her stuffy room, even if it was humiliating to be paraded around like a common pet. She followed along, allowing Inuyasha to lead her without a struggle. The hanyou walked slowly so that she would have the opportunity to stop when she found a place to her liking, but after several minutes had passed without her sniffing the ground at all, he grew impatient.

"You're gonna have to go eventually. It's up to you whether it's out here in front of everyone or in your room in private, but don't forget, Sesshoumaru told you that no one is cleaning up that mess you made. You piss in your room, and you'll be stuck with it. I don't know how much weaker your sense of smell is, but I know I wouldn't want to sleep in a room that stinks like piss, and if you take a shit... I suggest you go now."

Though she was loath to admit it, even to herself, the half-breed was right. Her new room was much smaller than she was used to, and no matter what she did; there was no way she could avoid the smell relieving herself inside would cause. She could feel eyes burning into her back and knew that if she were to turn around, she would find every window occupied. She knew they were waiting to see just how far her degradation would go.

She lifted her nose higher in the air and walked a short distance, Inuyasha allowing her to lead. Something about the way she carried herself had changed, and he suspected she had given in to his logic. His suspicion was confirmed as she headed behind a large bush that would successfully block the views of those watching from the palace. She gritted her teeth in frustration at her circumstances before squatting and peeing as quickly as she could manage. She refused to do anything further. She was certain her son would come to his senses, and she could hold it until then.

They headed back to the Lady Mother's room soon afterward, and Inuyasha took her inside, closing the door behind them to ensure she would not attempt to escape when he removed her leash. He smirked as he noticed the addition to the mess on the floor.

"Check it out, bitch. Your breakfast is here! Enjoy it. I know I certainly did, but then, it looked a lot better on my plate than it does in your bowl."

She was so stunned by what she was expected to eat that she didn't notice as the rope was slipped over her head. The slamming of the door startled her again, and when she looked around, she realized she was alone. Her stomach grumbled loudly, and she stared down at the bowl of scraps. She was hungry, but she wasn't that hungry. She would wait out Sesshoumaru. He would get over his little hissy fit and change her back. He wouldn't dare leave her like this for any length of time. She just knew it.
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The Snow Angel