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Captured and Trapped	By : StephanieG Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 43467 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 25:
End of the game, part1
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Slowly, Kagome woke up. At first, she was disoriented. Her whole body felt numb and in her foggy mind, she could not understand why. She was struggling to even open her eyes. It felt like her eyelids were made of lead with how heavy they seemed to be.
She felt what she was leaning against move slightly; it was strange. Her eyebrows furrowed and she fought harder to open her eyes.
The first thing she remarked was the obscurity and the faint glow of the torches on the wall and then a flash of white and…silver? Finally, her eyes adjusted to the light and it was as if the reality crashed back on her as white and insidious pain attacked her with a vengeance. She whimpered, unable to escape it even if she were to try; it hurt so much.
She then realized that she was still on Sesshomaru and was hugging him as if he was an overgrow teddy bear. Her breath hitched in her throat and fear clung to her coldly. She just wanted to jump away and curl into a ball and die to end this nightmare. Maybe he is sleeping and won’t remark she had been there if she moved away slowly.
“Miko.” The familiar baritone voice said, vibrating through her beat up body. ‘So much for him not knowing.’ She thought disheartedly
“I…I’m sorry.” She sobbed out. The pain had lessened compared to earlier but what happened was still there, fresh in her mind and on her flesh. She couldn’t take it anymore. It was too much. She just wanted it to end. Anything, she would do anything just for it to end.
Kagome put as much force as she could gather in her current physical state to try to move out of Sesshomaru’s lap but succeeded only in jostling her back. She bit violently on her lip to stop herself from screaming. It was evident that she could not move.
She tensed up when she felt Sesshomaru’s arm move, only to be shocked senseless when, in lieu of throwing her away like she thought he was sure to do, he just gathered her closer to him and efficiently blocked any more future movements for her; which didn’t take much effort on his part since most of her muscles refused to listen to her anyways. Now sitting up straight in his lap, she could feel his warm breath wash over her cheek. The message of the demon Lord was clear and easy to read: “Do not move,” to which she obeyed without a fuss.
It wasn’t as if she had the force, even when she was fine, to fight with her diminutive strength against him. The problem wasn’t there. It was more because, truthfully, she didn’t mind it. If she was honest, it made her feel kind of special: someone as ruthless, strong and human-prejudiced as Sesshomaru was taking care of her and offering her his support! Is there a way to make a girl feel more special? And he wasn’t bad to look at on the top of it, not to say he was unearthly beautiful, which would only add to boost his ego. Plus, it was really different than what she was used to. She didn’t know why, but she liked this feeling and liked the fact that Sesshomaru was there for her. And, as twisted as it sounds, she was glad that it was Sesshomaru who was there for her and not anyone else. She felt a kind of attachment to the demon Lord, which wasn’t surprising in it self since they had only each other since they had been captured, right? But it was where the problem lay: she felt ashamed. The shame was eating at her guts for letting the DaiYoukai do as he pleased with her and that she was taking comfort in his closeness. She was betraying Inuyasha. It was a betrayal to find solace and comfort in the arms of another man…man, or rather male that her hanyou friend hated almost as much as Naraku, wasn’t it?
But at the same time he was her only link, the only thing linking her to the reality and she knew that without him she would…it was far too much for her to bear. She was in so much pain and Naraku’s voice and mocking vicious red eyes were ever present in her mind now, sending her in an endless and bottomless pit in which she was drifting to and she was powerless to stop her fall.
After a moment, as her feelings submerged her totally, her body went lax as she fixed her attention solely on Sesshomaru’s strong beating heart just under her ear and his scent and aura which were enveloping her like a warm comforting cocoon, nothing else. It was the only things linking her to the atrocious reality and stopping her from entirely sinking into the nothingness where she would be lost forever.
Sesshomaru remarked immediately the change of demeanour in the girl currently in his lap. She wasn’t sleeping per say but it was as if she was. Her conscience seemed to have shut down. Her body was there but her mind seemed as if it had taken its luggage and left, without notice.
As the DaiYoukai glanced down, all he could see was glazed over and unseeing eyes as if the light in her usually expressive pupils was finally drowned out. He felt an uneasy feeling settle in the pit of his stomach, fearing that the woman was finally…abandoning.
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In the meanwhile,
In modern time…
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Mrs Higurashi was sweeping the steps leading up to the family Shrine. For any none-practiced eye, nothing seemed wrong with the scene. But if you were to look closer, you would notice the dark marks under her eyes, the way her shoulders seemed lower than usual and the unmistakable lost-in-thought look.
The cause was evident: it had been two weeks since her daughter had left the shrine to the past, down the dry well, never to be seen again. She was worried. Oh, it wasn’t the first time that Kagome left for more than two weeks. But it was different this time. She had felt her heart stop beating when Souta told her that Inuyasha came to the Shrine to find Kagome after her daughter had already left for past several days before.
Not knowing what happened to her only daughter was eating at Mrs Higurashi day and night. How come the half-demon who had sworn to protect her had not been there? Mrs Higurashi knew that her daughter would never leave without saying something to someone, because she always hated to worry people. So that was evident enough that something has happened to her. Did someone kidnap her? Is she ok?
Sighing, she thought for the thousandth time that she should not have let her daughter go there. She had always let her children do things they thought they must do and she knew that her daughter would have never been able to live with herself if she hadn’t jumped back in the past and try to right the wrong she had done, unintentional as it was. She had raised her children to be respectful and responsible but maybe she should have put limits. Her daughter was still so young. If something were to happen…
“Mrs Higurashi!”
She turned around, only to find the three friends of Kagome’s crossing the road.
“We came to see if Kagome finished her treatment and was back from the countryside.”
Mrs Higurashi, with a heavy heart, pasted a smile on her lips.
“How are you dears? Kagome is doing great, little by little, but she has yet to come back in Tokyo.”
“Ooh.” The one with short hair said. Mrs Higurashi knew that she remembers her name but couldn’t place it with her face at the moment. Her daughter’s friends were disappointed but immediately cheered up saying they would come back another day.
As she watched them walking away and turn back to wave one last time, Mrs Higurashi felt as if she was suffocating. Her broom fell to the ground as her hand closed into a fist over her chest. She knew that something was happening to her daughter. She could almost feel it in her bones. And, she was worrying more with each passing day. Sometimes, in her darker moments, she was thinking that she would never see her again...knowing that she needed to find something else to do to occupy her mind to stay away from such disturbing thoughts, she gathered the broom and climbed back towards the shrine.
As soon as she reached the top her father and son greeted her.
“Mom! Mom! Look! I cleaned all the court by myself!” Souta said proudly.
Mrs Higurashi smiled softly to her son and patted his head. Then she made her way towards the house without a word. Souta’s smile fell from his face and then turned to his grandfather.
“Grandpa, do you… do you think that Onee-chan will come back one day?” He asked, trying with all his might to not let his tears fall.
The old Higurashi looked sadly towards the house where his daughter-in-law had disappear to and then down to his grandson.
“Of course she will!” He said, trying to reassure not only Souta but himself as well.
“Yes but…when?” The young boy asked before running into the house too, most likely to hide in his room to cry.
Old Higurashi sighed tiredly and looked up towards the high branches of the Goshinboku as if with a silent prayer…
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Back in the Sengoku Era…
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After a moment of looking down to the unresponsive human, Sesshomaru felt anger boil in his veins at her unblinking-state and just wanted to shake her to get some reaction from her. But he knew that it would probably make things worse.
It was then, as he was pondering what the best line of action was, that the demon Lord heard a familiar ‘click’ and saw Michio’s face appear by the door’s window. From his expression, the young reptile youkai was shocked speechless by the position that he and the human were currently in, and probably will have to gather his jaw off the floor.
His reaction didn’t surprise Sesshomaru though. After all, who would not be shocked by seeing a human, a Miko no less, wrapped across the lap of a renowned human-hater with said demon looking back at you, unfazed by the situation?
Sesshomaru felt movement and his attention snapped down towards a now frightened mass. The Miko was shaking and looking fearfully towards the door. It seems like the noise of the door made her come out of her trance-like state. However, the DaiYoukai wasn’t pleased by what he saw. He narrowed his eyes in distaste: he couldn’t think of a time when he had ever seen her this frightened. Hell, even on the day, back in his father’s tomb, she didn’t look this frightened. In an instant, it was borderline to full flesh panic attack. Sesshomaru didn’t like it one bit and scoffed. He will have to make her remember that he was the most dangerous thing she could encounter in her life and that if she had to fear one thing, it would be him and him alone. But now was not the appropriate time for such and if he was honest, the idea of her fearing him wasn’t all that surprisingly pleasing in his mind anymore, even if it was really curious to see if she ever would fear him.
When the horrible scent of her fear intensified again and was making his nose almost itch, he knew that something had to be done and by the helpless look on the reptile’s face, he will have to do it himself.
“Michio.” He said tonelessly, gaining not only the attention of the boy in question but the Miko’s too. Good.
“Did you find something useful, boy.”
Michio looked at the frightened face of the previously strong Miko another second, hesitating, before answering. “I…Yes, my Lord. Though I did not find how to unseal the door or free you, I found a way to weaken the spells that are keeping you restrained a little; but more importantly I found a way to reduce, if not totally cancelling, the seal on your youki, My Lord. You will be able to slowly but surely begin to restore your youki and regain your strength; so when the moment of your escape comes you will be ready. You will just have to hide your youki and they won’t see the difference.”
“Hn! How must it proceed?” Sesshomaru asked, pleased with the idea to regain part of his power while ignoring the girl still in his lap tightening her hold on him.
“It is a counter-spell of sorts, which will interfere and weaken the ones on your collar and bands. The three bands are linked together so if one is weakened, the others will be weakened too. The spell is rather simple. I just need to be in contact with one of the bands.”
The DaiYoukai nodded and made a move to get closer to the door but before he could stand, a terrorised Kagome stopped him by cling to him with all her forces. He tried to move her gently, mindful of her injuries but she just clutched onto him further while only shaking her head violently and crying. Finally, loosing patience, Sesshomaru pried the woman from his person more forcefully and sat her down on the floor as he got up. He made his way towards the door.
When the boy said it was an easy spell, he was not kidding. He just had to read it once more on the scroll and he was ready.
Michio then mumbled some words in a different language as he traced a strange symbol with his finger on the band on Sesshomaru’s arm, as said demon Lord looked down on it. The symbol traced seemed to light up as the young youkai whispered again and again the same words, more and more forcefully. Then, he stopped abruptly. As soon as he was done, a flash of light coming from the band almost blinded them. Sesshomaru blinked furiously, his enhanced sight, use to the feeble light of the cell, had difficulties to adapt to the sudden flash. Immediately however, Sesshomaru could tell the difference in his bands and felt immediately better.
The demon Lord gathering his composition nodded and then demanded, more than ask. “Now for the one around the Miko’s neck.”
Michio’s face which had been almost glowing, proud of his accomplishment, fell instantly. His bulbous eyes turned to the shivering curled up form of the woman before lowering his head in shame.
“I didn’t find anything about that spell, my Lord. The spells used on her collar were not in any of the scrolls I read and they are different from his lordships. Even if it was somewhat the same spell, I can’t touch the collar so I can’t use the same counter-spell that I did for you either.”
“This Sesshomaru was able to touch it this time.” The DaiYoukai said, remembering the cold sensation of metal on his arm as he was holding the Miko for hours.
Michio nodded. “That is quite possible, my Lord. The collar, much like yours, doesn’t react if you touch it accidentally. But if you try to touch it with the intention of removing it, it will react violently.” He then straightened up. “I will look better my Lord. I must go now, before someone sees me here. Here, Sesshomaru-sama; it’s for the lady Miko’s injuries.” He added as he retrieved another vial, no different than the one from the day before, from his haori and held it out for Sesshomaru who took it.
“You did well, boy.”
Michio flushed neon pink. “Thank you, My Lord.” He had never been praised for anything before.
“Will she… will she be alright, my Lord?” He asked, glancing towards where Kagome was sitting, curled up into herself.
“Hn.”
Michio sadly nodded and then left.
The reptilian youkai gone, Sesshomaru turned to his companion.
“Hn.”
Vial in hand, he took two steps towards the woman but stopped, narrowing his eyes. She was gripping the crude yukata closer to herself, trying to make herself as little as possible. It was a pathetic sight. He knew that she was probably traumatized and so he shouldn’t get angry with her for acting this way but it was difficult to control it and not get angry...
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