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A/N This chapter, again,
less humor, more ‘eek, what’s gonna
happen?’ Hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 20 – The Cat’s
Revenge
Kagome hadn’t even realized
she’d lost consciousness until she suddenly noticed she was lying on a pile of
brown furs inside a strange, windowless room, dimly lit by the small fire inset
against one of the walls. With some relief, she noted her clothing was
still intact. As she tried to sit up, however, she flopped awkwardly onto
the polished wood floor, her hands stuck behind her back. She yanked at
them, realized that they were tied, and then looked across the room as Kichiro spoke from the plush, red cushion he lounged on.
“Comfortable?” he asked.
She glared at him. “What do
you think you’re doing? Let me go!”
“What am I doing?” he
asked, surprised. “I thought I made that clear. I’m taking my
revenge.”
He sat up, stretching
slowly. “I am sorry about the ropes, but you’re almost as famous
as your mate, little Miko. I have no desire to
be purified before we’ve finished. Don’t worry, though. They’ll
come off when you’re feeling a little more…cooperative.”
Eyes narrowing, she rolled
to her knees, and managed to stand up without using her hands. “Cooperative? How’s this for cooperative.” She ran
towards him, and then veered quickly to the left to run her shoulder into the
door. Instead of punching through the thin paper of the sliding door as
she’d expected, she thudded hard against it and fell heavily to the
floor. Looking up in a bit of a daze, she saw a large, barred wooden door
show through the tear she’d managed to punch in the paper.
Kichiro cursed and came over, picking her
up to carry back over to the furs on the far side of the bare room. “What
are you doing, you little fool? You could have knocked yourself senseless
doing something like that.”
“And why the heck would you
care?” she asked in a high voice, hating the fact that she was starting to
sound hysterical.
He placed her on the furs
and stepped back. “At least what I have planned will be painless.” He
said as though he was being completely reasonable. “I have no wish to
hurt you…”
“…you just want to hurt Inuyasha. I heard you the first time. What makes you think
he even cares what happens to me?” She pulled covertly at the ropes
binding her wrists as she talked. Maybe…
He raised one eyebrow. “I
am not a fool. Even in the few moments I had to observe your group, his
feelings were quite obvious. If something happens to you, I have no doubt that
it will make Inuyasha howl until the day he dies.” He
smiled harshly as she winced. If only it were true, she thought,
despairing.
She stared at him.
Why did he want to hurt Inuyasha? “Why do you
want to do this to him? And how do you even know who he is? He’s never
even met you before!”
“There was no way I
wouldn’t recognize that canine when he came strutting in. After all, how many
half-demon dogs with silver hair, golden eyes and scarlet robes can there be?”
he scowled slightly.
“But you’re right, he hasn’t done anything to me. For all I’ve
learned about them, I’ve not laid eyes on he or his
assassin brother in all the years I’ve lived. But his father…” He turned
away from her and stalked across the room, throwing himself down on the cushion
again. “His father took away everything from me.”
“You can’t possibly blame Inuyasha for something his father did!”
“He’s of the same blood, is
he not? Why shouldn’t I take my revenge against the sons when the father
is no longer here to pay for his crimes?” he asked.
“Crimes? Everyone says Inuyasha’s father was a good demon. How do you know
it wasn’t some other…”
“It was because of him! He
bears the responsibility.“ Kichiro
stood up and started pacing around the room. “He battled the
Panther Tribe and killed Oyakata. His
soldiers chased the survivors down. And his soldiers were the ones
who broke into my home and…” he stopped and
turned his head, staring at her.
“You want to know his crime?
My wife was alone when the Inu no Taishou’s
‘soldiers’ came to the house. They beat her. They raped her. And
when they were done with her, the fucking bastards slit her throat and used her
blood to write their names on the wall. And I,“
his voice broke momentarily “…I didn’t get so much as a scratch. I was
off getting some goddamn useless fish! His men didn’t care that she wasn’t part
of the Panther Clan anymore. They didn’t bother to wonder why we lived so
far from the others.” He laughed bitterly. “Hell, the clan ostracized her for
marrying me…they almost killed her before she got away…but it made no
difference to those pigs.”
“I’m sorry that happened to
your wife, Kichiro. I really am.” She gulped at
the look in his eyes, but grit her teeth and kept
going, “But Inuyasha wasn’t even there when
this happened! He had nothing to do with it! “
He walked over to her,
leaning down to grab her chin in his hand, forcing her to look at him.
“Emi had nothing to do with
the clan war between the Inu no Taishou
and the Panther Clan, either. It didn’t matter: Emi paid the price
for her clan’s sins. If Inuyasha and Lord Shesshoumaru can feel the same agony as I did that day, if Inuyasha believes his woman suffered the same fate as my
own, it seems only just. I simply ensure that the Inu
no Taishou’s clan is repaid for his sins. As for innocence? It didn’t matter to his soldiers that Emi
was innocent…why should I care about the innocence of the Dog General’s
sons?” He let go of her and stood up, turning around to stare at the fire
pit against the far wall, his fists clenched.
She stared after him, ice
creeping up her spine. “So…you’re going to- to do the same things to me that
the soldiers did to your wife?” she asked in a voice thin with renewed
terror. He was insane!
“As far as Inuyasha is concerned, that’s exactly what will happen.” He
said, turning to grin fiercely with bared fangs.
Kagome grit her teeth, the
sight of his enormous grin setting off her temper. “You think that’s what your
wife would want?! For you to be just like those men?
A rapist? A murder-” She
choked off as he sprang suddenly, his face inches from her own.
“I am no rapist.” He
said fiercely. “I didn’t take you when you slept, did I? A rapist wouldn’t
be so considerate, believe me.”
She recovered and glared
back at him. “So you didn’t do anything to me before I woke
up, how does that make you less a rapist than doing it when I’m awake!
If you force yourself on me, it’s rape, you stupid baka!”
Sitting back on his
haunches, he shook his head. “I am not a rapist. A rapist
takes by force, but I won’t take anything from you that you won’t willingly
give. And believe me, you’ll be willing enough,
before long.”
“It will never
happen.” She said firmly.
He reached out a hand and
carefully cupped the back of her head, pulling her face closer. “It’s already
happening. Haven’t you noticed it? A tingling
heat that runs across your skin and stirs deep in your belly?
Everything taking on a warm, rosy glow?” her eyes grew wide, noticing the heat
even as he said the words. What was he doing?
“You are enchanting
other women.” She said in a horrified voice, and he laughed, releasing her and
letting her drop back into a sitting position on the fur.
“Hardly. Humans are simply susceptible
to chemicals my body produces. Especially women.”
He smirked slightly.
“Being alone with me in a
small room like this, you’ll breathe in a larger dose than normal. It won’t be long now before you’re body will be completely
saturated. Your memory will start getting hazy; you’ll be giddy,
compliant, aroused….and highly open to suggestions. Stay here with me
long enough, and you’ll be very happy to participate
in whatever I propose.”
“So…what, you’ve got some
kind of pheremones that’ll make me drunk and
amorous?! It won’t change my mind!”
He shrugged, smiling,
although his eyes remained dark. “Whatever you wish to call
it. We’ll see how you feel in a short while, my dear, when need
has you by the throat. As I said before, I will make sure you
enjoy this. As far as Inuyasha will know, you
will be a victim of the same fate as Emi, but…” his voice softened and he
brushed her hair out of her eyes with a gentle hand, “I will not make you
experience that type of brutality, pretty one. As much as I hate that
bastard, no one should suffer as my lady wife did.”
“Don’t touch me!” she spat,
squirming from her bound position on the floor to move away from his hand. “And
it’s still rape if it’s against my will.”
“It won’t be.” He said,
anger blooming on his face again, “I am not like those bastard dogs. I do
not rape helpless women. Before the hour is out, you’ll want this
as much as I do: that is not rape!”
“It is! And I will
NEVER want this.” She said forcefully, and scooted awkwardly around to turn her
back on him. No matter what he could make her body feel, no matter how confused
she got, she’d never willingly participate in this. The fact that
she was starting to feel, well, aroused, merely made her long for Inuyasha even more.
“I believe you’ll find that
you will. The longer this goes on, the less control you’ll have over
yourself. You’ll stop caring, stop thinking, and simply be desperate to
enjoy whatever happens. You’ll even believe whatever I tell you about the
situation, once your mind is completely open, even if I claimed to be Inuyasha himself. You won’t be able to help yourself.” He
said from behind her, and she heard him seat himself on the other side of the
room, waiting.
Never. She reiterated to
herself. As the minutes passed, she could feel herself losing
ground. Her skin tingled everywhere, and she found it hard to remember
why she was there. She started having moments when she looked around and
wondered who the man on the other side of the room was before she’d remember Kichiro. Even then, it didn’t seem to matter quite as
much that he was around. The only thing that mattered more and more was
that Inuyasha wasn’t.
Why wasn’t he?
Shouldn’t he be here by now? Inuyasha always
came after her, especially when… especially when… He should be here,
right? He must be coming soon, he was never too far away, so he must just be coming soon, that’s all. She was
sure he’d be here soon.
After half an hour, she
found herself reliving moments of the night before, shivering as she did
so. Inuyasha’s hands had been so firm and hot
and….where the hell was he? she thought, as waves of
heat continued to spread throughout her body, her mind clouding further.
He should be here by now, shouldn’t he? What the heck was taking him so
long? She wanted him here NOW.
As her thoughts grew
fuzzier, she wondered what he’d look like, naked. Wait, she’d seen him
naked before once at her house, hadn’t she? Oh yeah…how in the world
could she have forgotten that? He was just so…pretty.
A boy shouldn’t be that pretty, she thought, scowling. And where was
he? Why was he doing this to her? Getting her all worked up and now
when she was all ready…where was he? Why wasn’t he here with her?
A hand touched her shoulder
and she smiled. About time!
“How are you feeling?” a
low voice purred into her ear, and she frowned. Huh? That wasn’t Inuyasha.
“Inuyasha?”
she asked, just to make sure. It was so hard to think …where was she?
“Yes, little one?” He said,
still in that deep, silky voice. His hands softened against her shoulders
and she sighed, feeling them slide forward to cup her breasts through her
clothes. Inuyasha… She leaned
back, looking up, and saw an absolutely angelic face with sable hair cascading
around it in waves. Was tonight a new moon, she wondered hazily. He
was still cupping her breasts, squeezing them gently, but for some reason his
touch didn’t feel the same as it had last night. Then she looked into bright
green eyes and frowned again.
“Inuyasha? What happened to your eyes?”
Inuyasha smiled softly and pulled his hands
back, brushing them over her hair. “Does it matter, sweetling?”
he asked easily, running his hands over her shoulders and down her arms.
She shook her head, trying
to clear it. Something wasn’t right here. Inuyasha,
she knew his eyes were golden. No wait, if it was a new moon, his eyes
were…brown?
“Aren’t your eyes supposed
to brown?” Something just didn’t seem right about that.
“It’s all right,
precious. Don’t worry yourself over this. It will all make sense in
a bit.” He said gently, turning her to face him. He cupped her chin in
his hand and she frowned. Something was wrong. Something was really
wrong!
He started to lean forward
to kiss her when she realized: this couldn’t be Inuyasha.
No way was this Inuyasha. Maybe it was a new
moon, maybe his eyes were green and she’d just forgotten, but…
This wasn’t Inuyasha. Because
Inuyasha just wasn’t this…nice.
Inuyasha never called her ‘little
one,’ or ‘sweetling’ or ‘precious.’ He just
didn’t. Wench, baka, fool, moron, hey
you, what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you-Kagome-you-idiot…but
endearments? No!
Come to think of it, why
didn’t he have any endearments for her? They were married, weren’t
they? He should have some nice name he called her, that jerk! I am
going to smack him in the head the next time I see him, she thought, and then
startled as she realized the man was about to touch her lips. She jerked back,
staring at him in fright.
“Little
One? What has you so worried, to put that look on your face?” the fake
Inuyasha asked solicitously.
“Get away from me.” She
said, trying to see him from eyes that were starting to blur around the edges.
She wanted Inuyasha! She tried to push the hand
off her shoulders, and failed completely, finding that her hands were tied
behind her back. “Why are my hands tied? What’s going on? Where’s Inuyasha?” Something was really, really wrong,
but…she couldn’t focus. All she could think about were Inuyasha’s hands, and his mouth,
and that fantastic, long silver hair of his that she just wanted to sink her
hands into and…That other man was looking at her again.
“Where’s Inuyasha?” she said, sweating from the effort to hold onto the
thought. “I want Inuyasha!”
The man had his head cocked
at an angle as he looked at her, his hands falling from her shoulders. “Don’t
believe I’m him, hmmm? And yet you’re still asking for him.
Devoted little thing, aren’t you?” he asked, rather surprised. He moved a
few feet back from her, kneeling as he faced her and watched with a shuttered
gaze as her eyes shifted in and out of focus.
She lost sight of him as
she started thinking about Inuyasha’s mouth.
How soft and hot it had been, and the little pinpricks of pain on her tongue
when he kissed and her tongue had grazed his fangs. She relived the feel
of his hand holding her bottom, and scowled suddenly. She’d never felt
his buns, had she? That hardly seemed fair. He’d copped a feel and
gotten under her skirt, and she hadn’t had a chance to feel anything! We’ll
just see about that, she thought self-righteously. The next time she saw him,
he better be prepared to pony up, because it was going to be her turn to…to
jump him. And she would. She wanted to grab him and squeeze him and
taste him and…she needed to feel him. Now.
I bet Inuyasha has the firmest butt ever, she thought
dreamily.
Her eyes focused briefly
and she realized a man was sitting next to her. Did she know him?
Wait, hadn’t she just done something with him? She pulled at her arms,
feeling the ache from the rope binding them as it pulled at her wrists. “Who
are you? Where am I?” she asked, confused.
He chuckled, trying a new
tact. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten me already? I told you to go easy
on the sake.” he said smoothly, running a finger over her lips. She startled
away from him, scooting back until her back hit the wall. She licked her
lips slightly, almost desperate for something to touch them again.
“Sake? Wh-what are you talking
about? What sake? Who are you?” she
couldn’t get up the energy to actually stand, and leaned against the wall for
support.
“Why, I’m your husband, sweetling. We just married this morning, don’t you
remember?” he smiled at her, holding out a hand, but she stayed plastered
against the wall.
“Married? No, no,
that’s not right.” She mumbled to herself. She knew that wasn’t right,
why wasn’t it right? What was wrong…she was waiting for someone. She
was waiting for-
“Inuyasha! Inuyasha will be here
soon.” She said firmly. Whatever else was unclear, she knew that
was the truth. For over a year, no matter what, that was more than simple
belief: it was fact. Inuyasha would be coming soon.
“I need Inuyasha.” She started shaking, tried to
concentrate through the fog in her brain. “Where is Inuyasha?”
He scowled at her,
frustrated, and dropped his hand. “What is wrong with you, girl? Are you
blind? He’s not here and he’s not coming. I’m the only one here,
and I know a hell of a lot more about lovemaking than that stupid little
whelp. Now come over here and let me untie your arms, they’ve got to be
uncomfortable.”
Inuyasha not coming? ”No! You stay away from
me! I’m waiting for Inuyasha.” She said, her
voice growing thin and childlike as she fought against the desire to have
someone, anyone, touch her. Her skin was on fire! Please…Inuyasha.
She screamed in fright as
his arms slammed against the wall on either side of her head. The huge half-demon
loomed over her. “He won’t come. There’s just you, and me…and I’m
quickly losing patience, little one. Give up this silly devotion to that
idiotic dog and you can still manage to have a few moments of pleasure before
the end. Don’t you understand? Why can’t you give in and enjoy
this?”
Kagome was shaking her head
back and forth. “No! Leave me alone! Stay away from me!” she
yelled, tear filled eyes glaring defiance up at him. When he reached one
hand over to touch her face, she jerked her head away, “Don’t touch me! Inuyasha! Inuyasha!!” She started weeping, wanting to
be touched so badly, but she wanted Inuyasha!
Kichiro froze as she started to weep and
cry out for her mate.
How many times had he
wondered what the end must have been like for Emi? How many times had he
seen her in his head, recreating her last hours, torturing himself as he
wondered what happened? Part of him always imagined that she’d called curses
down on her attackers’ heads, fighting and clawing until the bitter
end. But in some dark corner of his mind, he feared it had been
like this: Emi, cornered, desperate, calling his name even when there was no
hope of rescue. Weeping…
He tried to force his hand
to push the girl down. It should be so simple. She was already
dazed and weak at this point, frantic with need. She wasn’t even untied
yet; she could hardly fight back. He could take her, and then end her
with a mercifully quick slice of his claws. It would be so easy…if only
he could make his hand move. Just because she was a woman didn’t mean
that she bore any resemblance to his wife, he told himself. There was
nothing similar about this…she was the wife of his enemy! Inuyasha deserved to suffer. She deserved to
…suffer.
He sat there, staring at her,
unable to move forward. When she closed her eyes, still weeping softly,
he backed off and knelt on the floor across from her. “What a fucking
bastard I am.” He said in disgust, seeing the small woman sobbing desperately
across from him. He dropped his head into his hands. “What a
pathetic excuse for a man…” I’m sorry, Emi, I can’t do this. I can’t
do this to this girl.
He slumped there for a time
before sighing heavily, getting up and pulling her away from the wall.
Ignoring her dazed efforts to fight him off, he used his claws to cut away the
cords binding her wrists together and left her on the floor, walking towards
the barred entrance of the room.
He looked back as he
reached the door. Kagome watched him warily, still obviously confused and
disoriented. “I told you, I am not a rapist.” He said softly, ”But you were right. I fooled myself into thinking that
the manner in which I approached this changed the act itself, and I almost
became that which I most despise.” He sighed deeply, his jaw clenched.
“For your …suffering
through that, I humbly ask your forgiveness.” He gave her a deep
obeisance. On rising, he sighed again, closing his eyes tightly,
obviously struggling with something before he continued.
“I acknowledge that I now
have a debt to you, little one. While I will understand if you cannot
forgive me, I will make what restitution I can. I give you my word, Inuyasha’s woman is now
excused from any vengeance I take on Emi’s behalf.” His eyes narrowed, “I’m
afraid I cannot offer the same pardon to the son of the Inu
no Taishou, however. That
family still has a debt to repay. When Inuyasha
comes…you may tell him to feel free to hunt for me. I doubt he’ll find me
any time in the near future, but after all, we both have plenty of time.
I’ll be watching for him.”
Kagome looked on in a fog,
already losing grip on reality again as he unbarred the door and left the room,
leaving the door ajar behind him.
What the heck is going
on? What is he talking about? she thought, and felt tears on her face
that she rubbed off absently. And where’s Inuyasha!
She lay down on soft fur as the room seemed to spin slightly, waiting for him
to come.
“It’s so hot,” she
muttered. She pulled angrily at her clothes as they chafed her
over-sensitized skin. “Too hot…”she muttered again, and started tearing
at the fasteners. She didn’t think she wanted them on any more…
What was taking Inuyasha so long!
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