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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 List
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Warning : Really dark chapter. Really gory, an Inu losing control, blood in abundance and bodies reduced in pieces. So sensible souls, you have been warned of the risks. No one capture and beat the demon Lord without being subjected to the consequenses...
Hope you will like it! lol
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Chapter 27:
Freedom?
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Kagome was walking back and forth nervously. Why was it taking so long? To be honest, they have been waiting for probably less than an hour, but to her, it felt like years. She wanted to get out; she wanted to get out now. But if no one comes to see them, they can’t do anything but wait and it was driving the poor woman crazy.
She stopped in front of the sitting form of Sesshomaru. It was even more frustrating to see how calm he was acting. She scowled down at him but he only raised an eyebrow in a seemingly innocent yet curious way. She threw her hands in the air in a show of annoyance; his calm demeanor was only frustrating her more. The Inu DaiYoukai, as soon as their little trap was set, had cleaned up a bit of the blood from the earlier assault on his person then sat down. He hasn’t moved a finger since. Most of the lacerations were slowly but surely visibly closing up. Kagome was sure that soon, his skin would be it’s normal pale and flawless self, as if nothing had even happened. Her thoughts darkened at the unfairness of it all, she was covered from head to toes with scars and he would not even have a blemish. At the same time, it was proof that his powers were partly restored since he was healing quicker now. So, while it was unfair, it was still good news.
“How can you be so calm?” She asked but he only shrugged lightly in response.
“Would you prefer for this Sesshomaru to dig a moat in the rocky ground by walking back and forth like a trapped animal, as you are doing?”
Kagome’s cheeks colored with her rage. She had to breathe deeply several times to stay calm and think properly, while trying not to snap at him. Had it been InuYasha, he would have ended up face first on the “rocky ground.” She sighed, no matter how much she resented it; he was right.
“No.” She answered, dejectedly.
She finally sat down beside him and stayed silent for almost two whole minutes, not that Sesshomaru was counting but it might have been her all time record.
“Do you think Michio talked of us to Naraku?”
She was referring to the moment when the dark hanyou had taunted them by saying that the youngest of their captors had revealed everything he had witnessed happening between Sesshomaru and herself. Sesshomaru had previously told her that even though he didn’t trust him, or anyone for that matter, he was sure that Michio was sincere in his wish to help them. He had brought clothes for her, which were now almost just rags and were hardly covering her thanks to Naraku, as well as the potions he brought to help her heal faster, and he had also found the counter spell for Sesshomaru’s restraints; so now he could finally start to regain his youki.
After getting over her fear a little, she had to admit that she was inclined to trust the young reptile youkai as well. He had helped them quite a lot after all.
“If he didn’t betray us, how does Naraku know that we are helping each other and not at each other’s throat? Ok, it seems evident since I’m still breathing, but why did Naraku say it at all?”
“The boy has probably been discovered.” He answered after a moment.
Kagome’s breath caught in her throat. If the young reptile youkai has been caught trying to help them…she shivered. She preferred not to think about what could have happened to him in that case. While she didn’t particularly know the youkai in question, he had helped them at the risk of his life without asking for anything in return. He didn’t deserve whatever punishment, the others or even worse Naraku, had more than likely dealt him. She kept some hope alive though.
“Maybe he hasn’t been caught yet. If Naraku has killed Michio, don’t you think that Naraku would have taunted us with it or that even the others would have reacted negatively towards the death of one of their own clan’s members?”
“Hn.”
It was a non-commenting answer but Kagome refused to let it dishearten her. The others are of Michio’s family, from what she has gathered, yet they didn’t even react to Naraku’s declaration. Yes, Michio is probably fine or else his family would have said something. She nodded to herself, reassured with her decision for the time being.
If only she knew…
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In the end, they didn’t have to wait more than one hour for their captors to come back. Michio’s father and his cohorts were probably in a hurry to get their hands back on Sesshomaru. They have been waiting for so long after all. Naraku promised that as soon as the Miko was secured, they could do anything they wanted to the DaiYoukai. They had seen, just like the DaiYoukai, that the Miko was about to accept Naraku’s ultimatum; they couldn’t stop the excitement from rising. When they had to stop in the middle of their sessions it was frustrating, and they so wanted to play a bit more with him.
They were told to wait until the Miko accepted her new position and had made the vow to give Naraku a child, nullifying her supposedly divine protection, before they could kill the Western Lord. For some perverse reason, Naraku wanted Sesshomaru to know that He, Naraku, was able to gain a power that even the grand Inu DaiYoukai could only ever dream of. He wanted to rub it in his face before sending him to the other side. While the idea was great, it still left them frustrated; they had the DaiYoukai in their hands but they were not allowed to crush him yet. It was hell to resist the temptation, but they were bidding their time. Naraku also stated, at the same time, ‘there was to be no killing,’ he didn’t say anything about them not being able to maim!
Sesshomaru was one of the Lords who had participated in the elimination of their previous master, resulting in the massacre of almost their entire clan; to finally have the chance of taking their revenge was something they didn’t want to miss. Who cares what atrocities their new Lord had in mind for one of the favored humans of the Kami; all they wanted was for Sesshomaru to die, as soon as possible and in the most painful of ways.
However, they should have known better. They should have known that it would not be that easy. This DaiYoukai has a reputation of being invincible and he shows no mercy, ever. Hell, even his name screams of this truth; they should have stayed away. They should have taken advantage of their freedom and not made a deal with Naraku. Whatever happens now, they should have guessed, however it was too late for all of them now…
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When they activated the spell; Sesshomaru, instead of going towards the wall, was projected towards the door, which was the furthest thing from him so he could build up momentum. The impact was so violent that he ended up in the corridor, in a rain of door fragments. Everything was happening so fast that Kagome didn’t know what was going on. She covered her eyes and coughed as dust and debris was sent flying everywhere. When it finally cleared, she looked around; there was no trace of Sesshomaru and the door had been completely pulverized. This could only mean one thing…they succeeded! Sesshomaru was free!
She stepped slowly, being cautious to not get any of the wood pieces stuck in her bare feet and timidly peered outside the cell. One hand immediately rose to her mouth in an attempt to stop the rising bile at the display in front of her.
One of their captors must have been by the door when the spell had been activated, or at least she believed it might have been ONE of their captors, it was difficult to be sure it was only one with the mess Sesshomaru had done to the youkai. The Inu really did a number on it. The youkai had been reduced to pieces, literally; blood was splashed everywhere with a chunks of flesh and tissue mixed with it making it hard to tell if it was more than one body.
In the middle of the carnage, the DaiYoukai of the West stood, his body still pulsating with his fury. She had never seen him look so feral before; even that day, in his father’s tomb, he looked rather friendly compared to now. It was in that instance that she finally realized that he was deserving of his name, more so now than she had ever thought before in the past. She could see the formidable and deadly DaiYoukai that he was and she didn’t know what to think or feel about it, much less how to react and respond.
She could feel the warm blood under her feet now. It was truly disgusting but it was unavoidable as blood was painted everywhere, on the ground, walls, and most likely the ceiling too if she were brave enough to look up. She eeped and jumped away when she realized that she had almost stepped on one of the hands of the dead youkai, which was lying innocently by her foot.
She had been in battles before, so she has seen her fair share of blood and gore; InuYasha wasn’t the kind to fight ‘cleanly’ after all, but never had she seen anything this horrible. She constantly had to fight her gag reflexes when she saw what she could only guess was part of the entrails of the defeated youkai lying by Sesshomaru’s feet. Blood was still dripping from his clawed fingers. The youkai must not have realized what was happening and probably died quickly, if not horribly, in a blink of an eye; more than likely it was still too good of a death for this vile youkai.
She didn’t have time to analyze the situation any more as she saw the two furious youkai charge them. She only had time to jump out of the way as the last of Michio’s uncles tried to cut her in half, Michio’s father decided to go after Sesshomaru. She rolled on the floor, the clawed hands zipping really close to her head. She tried to not think about what she was rolling around in, as she avoided his constant attacks. She was lucky that he was too distracted by his fallen brother; which made his attacks sloppy enough for her to guess which direction he would attack from next, much like InuYasha’s method for attack. She winced as her neck began to burn under her collar, as her weakened powers tried to rise to her defense. He took advantage of this by pulling out his sword and aimed it towards her, seriously reducing any and all chances for Kagome to get out of this in one piece.
“I don’t care what Naraku wants with you anymore. You…Are…Dead!” He hissed vehemently through his clenched yellow teeth.
She gulped, knowing she was probably facing her death and it wasn’t pretty, in any way, shape or form. She could hear the fierce battle raging between Sesshomaru and Michio’s father just to the other side and knew that she was alone; she would have to fight if she wished to live. She grabbed one of the door fragments in her trembling hands for defense. Screaming a bloody war-cry he charged her, she tried to avoid his attack while raising the piece of wood in defense; his sword came down so hard on the fragment that the force alone sent it flying out of her hands, throwing her onto the floor at the same time. She looked up just in time to see raise his sword over his head, yellow bulbous eyes with deadly intent fixated upon her; breathlessly she closed her eyes, waiting for the hit that she knew she would not be able to avoid.
When the pain never came, she opened one eye only to see her attacker was still standing there, while his head fell and rolled towards her. She screamed and crawled backwards as quickly as her sore muscles would permit so it would not touch her. She let out a cry of disgust when the rest of the body finally fell, spraying blood all over her.
After the shock finally wore off she looked up towards her savior only to see Sesshomaru in all his bloody glory, one of the uglies’ sword lay in his hand; he was completely covered in blood from head to toes. In almost every fight she had ever seen the DaiYoukai in before, he was always able to keep his white clothes pristinely clean, but it didn’t seem to bother him to be so utterly dirty and covered this time around. She would know because of the events of the last couple of months; during each fight with InuYasha, while she kept an eye on her ‘protectors’ condition, it was the older brother that her attention was fixated upon. She tried to tell Sango that she was only watching Sesshomaru because he was a flawless swordsman and it was like watching a dance, while InuYasha just jumped head first without grace. Sango hadn’t been convinced and didn’t like Kagome’s fascination for the DaiYoukai at all. Kagome couldn’t help the attraction though; it’s almost like as soon as he would appear somewhere, her eyes couldn’t help but to be drawn to him. She might not have been very fond of him early on but there has always been something about him, something lethal, that seems to draw her in when in his presence; like a moth to a flame.
Shaking her head to get rid of images from the past, she stared up to him for a moment; waiting to see what he would do next. She saw the most peculiar expression pass across his face, but it was gone before she could interpret it.
Sesshomaru schooled his face. He won’t admit it aloud but his heart seemed to have skipped a beat or two as he glanced towards Kagome, to see how she was doing, only to see one of their captors ready to kill her. He quickly thrust the sword, which he had stolen from the first youkai, into the stomach of Michio’s father before jumping towards the other. She was his to protect and he was about to fail in that task.
However, it wasn’t because of this which shocked him the most; a shock that sent a tremor to his very core. When he had gazed down at her prone body to be sure she was in one piece, after killing her assailant; something happened that he didn’t much care for. While she had been half spread on the ground; what was left of her yukata was sloppy, blood was everywhere including splashed on her face, she should have been a horrible spectacle. But at this moment, in the dancing glow of the lanterns, she had never seemed more magnificent or attractive to him.
Sesshomaru resisted the urge to scowl at his wayward thoughts. Yes, the grand and impassible Lord Sesshomaru had felt something stir within him, at the sight of this human Miko. It was laughable, inconceivable. It was completely absurd…but it still stayed true. He could not deny it anymore.
“Where is the other youkai?” She asked in confusion, effectively stirring Sesshomaru from his current thoughts. He looked to the spot where he left the stabbed chief and obviously he wasn’t there anymore. Sesshomaru glanced towards the only direction the youkai could have taken and chased after him. As he walked quickly in that direction he could hear the loud footsteps of Kagome, even with her bare feet, as she was trying to run after him.
Up ahead he could see the chief trying to run, but with the quantity of blood he was losing, he wouldn’t get very far or live for much longer at that. Sesshomaru could see the outside world with the exit from the cave appearing just in front of the youkai they were approaching. He slowed down as Michio’s father fell to the ground and began to crawl towards the exit.
As they approached the chief, instead of trying to get out like they both thought he would do, he instead struggled to his feet and touched a marking beside the door and as the marking lit up, the exit vanished in a flash; the exit had completely disappeared and became a normal, smooth rock surface.
Michio’s father slid down the wall and finally plopped heavily to the ground with a grunt. He began to cackle evilly, only to have to stop when he almost choked on his own blood. He settled himself there, finally snickering from time to time between the constant mouthfuls of blood that he was choking on.
“You will never get out of here now. These tunnels are only known to those of my clan. You are now trapped within these cave walls forever.” Blood ran down the corner of his mouth as he snickered and coughed, before he added. “You are already as good as dead Lord Sesshomaru.”
Kagome gasped in horror as she finally realized exactly what the chief had done; peering up to Sesshomaru she saw his eyes become darker and darker with every breath he inhaled. Then, within a nanosecond, his hand was around the neck of Michio’s father, growling viciously. The reptilian youkai, who was now suspended in the air, winced as Sesshomaru menacingly pierced the skin of his neck; this however didn’t stop the chief from smiling mockingly in Sesshomaru’s face.
“You…have…Lost!” He choked out.
Enraged, Sesshomaru snarled in his face. He tightened his hold on the chief’s neck and injected his toxic poison. He then sent the chief flying against the far wall, though it might have hurt him, that wasn’t what made the reptilian youkai release a strangled scream. The skin of his neck bubbled up and ripped open sending a gush of blood everywhere. His body was then taken over by convulsions, as he was slowly drowning in his own blood. Kagome wanted to look away from the nightmarish scene but she couldn’t pry her eyes away as wave after wave of blood and poison escaped the damaged neck.
It was at this time when Kagome realized that Sesshomaru had only injected a small dose of his corrosive poison into the chief, because Michio’s father was still thrashing about on the ground after a good whole minute; still trying to breathe. Having been on the receiving end of his poison before, she knew that it could have reduced his neck to nothing in just a couple of seconds. Kagome fought her stomach again from heaving as she began to realize, that Sesshomaru wanted him to suffer; it was very evident by his actions. Though she could understand his rage, it was still frightening to witness something that must not happen too often; Sesshomaru was losing his control. It soon became apparent that even this wasn’t enough to tamper down the furious Inu, nor was it slow enough. The DaiYoukai, with a rage filled growl, lost the last of his patience and attacked, or rather, pounced on Michio’s father to make sure that he would never again mock him.
Sensing that she was losing the battle against the rising bile in her throat, at frightening speed; Kagome turned away from the site. She couldn’t watch it anymore, it was really too much. She closed her eyes tightly and covered her ears with her hands but it was not enough, it did not prevent her from hearing the last scream of the reptilian youkai and the atrocious noises of muscles ripping and bones dislocating and breaking.
Blind rage had taken control of Sesshomaru. He was aware of this but all the frustration and fury accumulated during the last couple of weeks were too much to contain anymore. Seeing their escape route being closed just in front of their noses was just too much, even for the master of self-control that Sesshomaru was known for.
When he finally started to calm down, while still breathing heavily, nothing but a pile of unrecognizable flesh was left of what had once been the chief. This chief would be the last chief of this clan. They dared to ally themselves with Naraku, to kidnap him, torture and beat him and the Miko, and now had the audacity to trap them in the cave’s tunnels with little chance of getting out; he would be seeking every last member’s blood, of this clan.
Sesshomaru then sprayed a very potent dose of his poison on what was left of the youkai to completely annihilate him from existence. When the DaiYoukai regained complete control again and consciousness of where he was, he realized that the human woman had been there, with him, the entire time and had witnessed his lapse of control. He turned slowly, expecting her to have run away from the monster he truly was, but he saw her still standing there; a little ways away from him, with her back turned to him. Her hands were covering her ears and she probably even had her eyes closed tightly, knowing her. For the first time ever the DaiYoukai was uncertain. Will she be disgusted by him now? Will she regret having ever helped him to survive now that she has witnessed the monster hidden under his skin? It was one thing to know what he was capable of, but another altogether to witness what his darker side could really do.
It should not matter, what a human thought of him; after all, most of them already thought that he was a monster. Strange enough the thought of her regretting her pact with him just wasn’t sitting well with him for some reason. This made him think of his ward too. Sesshomaru always tried, as much as he could, to make sure that Rin never witnessed any open fights. If Rin had witnessed what just happened, would she then start fearing him? What had gained Sesshomaru’s curiosity of her in the past had been the fact that she was unafraid of him; that’s what compelled him to test Tenseiga and save her that day, after the wolves had attacked her. Would she look at him differently now if she had been a witness to this?
He walked slowly and uncertainly towards Kagome, stopping once he stood in front of her, waiting for her reaction.
“Miko?” He called out softly, just loud enough for her to hear him when she didn’t move.
Her eyes slid open as her worried blue eyes immediately zeroed in on his face. She seemed to be looking for something and Sesshomaru decided to stay as immobile as a statue, letting her finish her examination of his person.
Her face cleared a little then; maybe she found it, whatever it was she was looking for.
“It’s done then?”
He just mutely nodded.
“Ok.” She simply said as her hands slipped from her ears. She cutely rubbed her nose, probably because of the odors from what was, or rather had been, just a few feet from her back.
“So, hm, this exit is closed. What do we do now?” She asked then, looking expectantly up towards him.
Sesshomaru was in shock, to put it simply, that she wasn’t saying anything about what he just did. She, who couldn’t stand to see anyone get hurt, had been witness to one of the goriest deaths ever to exist; though she seems a bit awkward, she wasn’t saying anything to the perpetrator. It was evident that she was making sure to not look in the direction of the carnage, but she didn’t comment or look at him differently as he had thought she would; as anyone else probably would do. She was afraid, but her fear seemed to really be because they were now trapped in the tunnels.
Sesshomaru sighed inaudibly as an unknown feeling crept within him. He hadn’t realized it at first, but he had expected her to yell at him for the unnecessary violence, to look at him with disgust or fear; to ignore him completely even. He even thought of the possibility of an attack from her for being unnecessarily cruel; however nothing came about. This girl always seems to find ways to surprise him; one way or the other. Sesshomaru realized then that what he was feeling was actual relief.
A new respect took hold of his heart; this Miko, this human…this woman, was truly unique.
Kagome looked up into the eyes of the DaiYoukai. She knew she should probably be afraid after what she had just witnessed him do, but she couldn’t muster anything of the sort. While it might have been over kill and completely grossed her out, she knew that most people would have done something similar. Ok, maybe not like that, but she knew that for youkai it was different; retribution would always be met with more blood and gore than it would have been if it were a human instead of a youkai. She felt different now, she would have possibly wished to have gone after their captors with a baseball bat as soon as she was free; it would not have been pretty either.
She understood that after everything that had happened, all the mockeries from Michio’s father had literally been the last draw that finally snapped Sesshomaru’s control. When Sesshomaru sighed and his shoulders unlocked, she realized that he had expected some sort of a violent reaction from her for what he just did. While she could not condone that kind of things, she understood where Sesshomaru was coming from; he wasn’t human therefore he didn’t think like one. Moreover, if she could stay by InuYasha’s side after witnessing the disembowelment and death his youkai could do while disturbingly smile and enjoying it, how could she blame Sesshomaru for the loss of control after so much abuse and disrespect that has accumulated? The answer was simple, she couldn’t.
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After making sure that no other youkai was running through the corridors, they started to look inside the other cells. In one they found what could have been qualified as an armory, and, to their surprise, they found Sesshomaru’s swords and armor, some clothes and Kagome’s bag, more like what was left of her bag that is. Their captors seemed to have gone through everything that was inside it, from her reserves of food to her secret tampon box; it was truly disturbing. Most of her clothes had been destroyed for some reason or another, the only thing in good shape was her pajamas. After some hesitation, she took a clean set of underwear that seemed to still be folded, which hoped that they didn’t put their dirty fingers on it, and placed it in her bag with her pajamas. Her first-aid box had been completely emptied. Only a few band-aids and a couple of things, they probably didn’t know what they were, was left untouched. Still, she was able to find a cereal bar at the bottom of the bag and immediately devoured it.
She heard a click behind her and turned around just in time to see Sesshomaru destroying the bands that had been placed on him. It seemed like, now that he was out of the cell, all he had to do was to grind or cut the metal in order to be free. Kagome decided to try and summon her powers but cried out as the collar around her neck burned her. A dry blood covered clawed hand came into her field of vision as she was trying to regain her breath. A spark made her flinch when Sesshomaru’s fingers made contact with the metal of her collar.
“The spell is still active.” He said simply.
He was still unable to remove it from her. What was she going to do if she couldn’t get it off? Tears of frustration rose in her eyes when she realized that not only were they still trapped in the tunnels but her powers were still imprisoned too. Funny, her powers were freer when she was imprisoned within the cell. She pushed away the morbid idea that she would never be free of the collar and instead she gathered everything that was salvageable from her belongings and put them back in her bag.
After cleaning up a bit the blood they were covered with, as much as they could with only water, Sesshomaru quickly found clothes that would be big enough for him and donned his armor, meanwhile Kagome put her pajamas and underwear on quickly. It wasn’t the best thing to wear for some underground exploration but it was all she had, of her own, and the other clothes in the room were just too big for her.
The pink pajamas with fluffy sheep jumping happily along the hem of the shirt she wore, had Sesshomaru raise an eyebrow towards her; she ignored it as much as she could. She had raised her nose in the air, trying to look as dignified as she could, to cover up her embarrassment. Her cheeks tinted pink when she glanced out of the corner of her eye towards him; she saw the amusement clearly in the DaiYoukai’s eyes. So what? They were really comfortable and had been on sale at a very good price; huffing she left the room and the DaiYoukai behind. She could have sworn that she heard a chuckle from behind as she left out of the room; must have been her imagination though, right?
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They continued to look to see what was behind all of the cell doors. Most of the cells were empty in this particular corridor though. They deduced that it must be were the reptilian youkai lived, their living quarters, since they found several cells with beds and personal things. Kagome tried not to think too much about what must have happened to all of the owners who once possessed all of those objects.
Finally, they found the storage room. It wasn’t until this moment that Kagome finally realized how hungry Sesshomaru has been all this time; with how much he ate. She felt truly guilty for not having realized it earlier; it was obvious now though. After all, a big grown male like him, if she had been starving, it must have been worse for Sesshomaru. She packed up as much food as she could carry in her bag without slowing herself down and they continued on with their exploration.
She was about to open the first door of another corridor when Sesshomaru’s hand landed on her shoulder, stopping her.
“What is it?”
He appeared displeased by something but he only shook his head slightly while his hand fell back to his side. “Don’t.”
Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked up at him in confusion.
“Why?”
When he didn’t answer, she bypassed his warning and pushed the door open wider. She stepped inside and, as soon as her eyes adjusted to the low light coming from the corridor, she screamed.
The minute she opened the door, the smell of death had assaulted his nose. Apparently, all the cells in this underground labyrinth were like their own cell’s door; no sound or smell would come out as long as the door was closed. He tried to stop her, knowing she would be upset; he did not want to have to wait for her to compose herself so they could continue their exploration, as it is they don’t have time to waste, but she stubbornly ignored the warning and went inside anyways.
She was screaming because there, on the floor surrounded by books and scrolls, was none other than the young youkai that tried to help them; his body abandoned there, like you would an old toy, his head was twisted in an unnatural angle. Kagome closed her eyes finally, but all she could see was the frozen expression of terror evident on Michio’s face. He had been terrified by something or someone. Sesshomaru had been right, the boy’s betrayal had been discovered and he had paid a severe price for it. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stepped out of the room, unable to look at his contorted body any longer.
Sesshomaru did not pay more than a glance at the distressed Miko, who was saddened by the scene, as she ran out of the room. Taking a deep breath in, he could still detect the faint scent of Naraku. The dark Hanyou was effectively responsible for shortening the life of their only ally in this Hell. While not surprised, it did anger the DaiYoukai of the West none the less.
From the swiftness of the kill and the fact that the body was still here for anyone to come across, it told Sesshomaru that Naraku had been in a hurry. Bending down, he looked through Michio’s clothes, just to be sure nothing was left behind; he found a piece of parchment. Maybe the boy had been closer to finding a way to free them than Sesshomaru originally thought. Upon reading through what was written down in a strange language, which looked a bit like some of the languages you could find on the mainland and the translation into kanji, he soon realized that he wasn’t looking at the spell of their cell but rather the one around the Miko’s neck. He glanced furtively at the shaking back of the Miko just outside of the doorway; she was crying. He very well might have what was needed to undo the spell on her collar and finally free her powers. Unfortunately, spells were not his thing and most instructions and ingredients seemed to be in another tongue, not in Japanese. Deciding to safe keep this for later, Sesshomaru scanned the room rapidly with his eyes, then left.
He decided against informing the woman about the boy’s findings, not knowing it is would work at all; he refused to upset her further in case if didn’t work, he instead placed it within one of his pockets. As he began to walk away from the room, he was stopped by a question from the Miko.
“Are we leaving? What about Michio?” She asked through a pathetic sniffle.
He ignored her; it was enough of an answer as far as he was concerned.
“We can’t leave him here!” She said, grabbing his loose sleeve.
“We can’t just leave him here rotting with the others after all that he did for us! He deserves a proper burial!”
Sesshomaru’s patience was still running low; turning to face her with narrowed eyes fixed on her hand, demanding her to release him, with his eyes alone, which she did as if they burnt her.
“This Sesshomaru understands but there is nothing we can do now.”
“But…”
“This Sesshomaru would like to point out that, while he appreciated the help the boy offered, he has no intention of wandering through these tunnels, for who knows how long, with his decaying body.”
When he saw the realization dawn on Kagome’s face he continued on his way through the cave’s tunnels. Her soft heart was really starting to become a pain.
She looked one last time, over her shoulder, towards the door hiding the dead body of the young youkai. She wondered if she might have just seen the last representative of this entire clan; decimated by war, betrayal, and their own pleasure in inflicting pain on others. While she could care less for the life of the others; Michio made her realize that even if your background, your family and your environment, influences what you are suppose to be; some are still able to fight the odds. Their young ally had been the perfect example of this; unfortunately, crossing the dark Hanyou’s path had made him pay the ultimate price. The entire clan will more than likely be extinct, if they weren’t already, all because of Naraku. This thought alone made Kagome sad. While following behind Sesshomaru, she sent a silent prayer for Michio’s soul and hoped the Kamis would pardon the rest of the clan for what they did, because she wasn’t sure she could.
After many long minutes of silence, they arrived in front of another corridor full of cells; Kagome realized that there could be other prisoners still within them. However when they opened the doors, one after the other, they only found rotting corpses of chained monks, priest, and priestesses and a couple of youkai as well. When Sesshomaru opened the first door, he knew what he would find before seeing it and that it was probably going to be the same for all the other cells. This thought however would not deter his companion from checking each one out.
The smell was revolting, even for Kagome’s nose. At the sight and scent of the first of many weeks-old rotting corpses, Kagome threw up. Still, she insisted to have all the doors opened to be sure that there wasn’t any survivors left behind. In one cell, they found two bodies burnt to death. One was obviously youkai and the other a human, which appeared to have been a female. Sesshomaru pondered if he might be looking as the outcome of a humanoid youkai and a human Miko; could this be the result of ‘the Kami’s protection?” The Kamis weren’t known for their subtlety and it would not surprise the DaiYoukai of the West if the ‘protection’ of the sanctity of a priestess’s body would end up killing not only the attacker but the victim as well.
Kagome’s body was trembling with her sobs. He couldn’t understand how she could be so affected by the fate of all of these complete strangers. It was sad yes, even he could admit that, but not to the extent of the Miko’s current condition; it just didn’t make any sense to him. The Inu found himself questioning once again if her big heart wasn’t like a double-edged sword, more trouble than it was really worth.
They finally stepped out of the corridor with all of the cells and started to go deeper into the mountain. They took two torches from the wall before leaving to begin the exploration of the tunnels further. It was as if a cloud of melancholy was enveloping Kagome, changing even her scent; the DaiYoukai did not like this one bit.
“Stop it!” He said without even glancing back to her.
“Hm?” Kagome said as she brushed aside another tear and raised her head to look at Sesshomaru’s back. She was puzzled for a moment but then realized that, much like InuYasha, he might not like the scent of her tears.
“I can’t help it.” She said as an apology. Then anger reared its head; her hands closed in tight fists. “So many innocent beings died, and for what? For a crazy power hungry Hanyou?! And Michio…”
“Do not feel sorry for him, Miko.”
“Why not? He died because of us, because he wanted to help us; if it wasn’t for us, he would still be alive. He was too young.” She almost shouted as she brushed angrily at more tears on her cheeks.
Sesshomaru turned his head to look at her then.
“The boy knew the risks when he decided to offer his services. He wanted to recover the honor of his family’s clan; by righting what he knew was wrong. This Sesshomaru isn’t saying that you shouldn’t feel sad or angry, it is not this Sesshomaru’s place, but you shouldn’t pity the boy or feel guilty. Pity would strip him of the honor he received through his sacrifice, for a just cause. Do you understand Miko?”
Sniffling pitifully, Kagome nodded. She should have known that it was about honor, it’s always about honor. Everything was about honor when dealing with Sesshomaru; still, she couldn’t help but to feel a little bit guilty. She understood that she wasn’t responsible for his death, Naraku was completely to blame; it was still difficult to accept that an adolescent, a boy, died because he was trying to save her. Sighing, she followed the DaiYoukai of the West once again through the tunnels.
……
After hours of walking, they finally took a break. Kagome didn’t want to complain but her feet felt like they were covered in blisters. The shoes, which she had found in the armory and clothing area, were too big for her; even with the two pair of socks she was able to rescue from her bag. As soon as Sesshomaru called for a stop, she sat down and removed the shoes to let her feet breath. Of course she had been right, there were blisters on her heels, little toes, and even one under her left foot. After some hesitation on what to do, she opened the front pocket of her bag and found the needle she always hid in it. After sterilizing the point by the fire of the only torch still working, she pierced the bumps filled with water. Sensing the heavy gaze of her companion, she said without raising her head.
“I’m piercing the blisters to empty them. I know that people say you shouldn’t do it but I always do it. It’s like when I have a pimple; I can’t help but to pierce it as soon as I can. Tomorrow, my feet should be healed enough for them not to hurt too much. I will keep the sores clean but open none the less, and in the morning I will apply bandages were they are needed before we leave.” She knew she was babbling and he probably wasn’t even listening to what she was saying but it helped her to think of something else, something other than the bodies they had left behind and the fact that they were now trapped within these tunnels until they found another exit, if there even was another exit.
She cleaned off her fingers with a wipe she found and opened the other part of her backpack. She took several pieces of dry meat out that she had taken earlier and held them out towards Sesshomaru. After a couple of seconds, the DaiYoukai reached for them, inclining his head. She offered a small smile in welcome and gathered a few more for herself.
After their short meal, Kagome felt the tiredness of the day catch up to her. Her sleeping bag had been reduced to pieces, for who knows what reason, by their captors, which left her with a blanket she took from the clothing area. After lying down, all she could do was to toss and turn because she was cold and couldn’t get comfortable. The tunnels were too damp to sleep on the ground; too damp, too cold, and too hard.
“Hn.”
She froze mid-movement, at the familiar non-commenting sound, reminding her that she wasn’t alone. Sesshomaru was sitting against the wall in a position almost identical to the one he had taken when they were in the cell; his armor was deposited at his side. Still wrapped in her blanket, she slowly crawled to the other side where he was; when he didn’t react, she sat down close to him and let her head rest on his shoulder. She stayed tense a moment but when Sesshomaru didn’t push her away, she relaxed. She sighed in contentment at the warmth emanating from his body and let her eyes slide shut. Once again, for who knows how many times already, Kagome found herself grateful and thanking any and all Kamis, that would hear her, for making the DaiYoukai be with her during this whole ordeal.
After a moment, as she was already at the door of sleep, she felt Sesshomaru’s arm slip loosely around her waist; keeping her at his side and preventing her from falling, she couldn’t help the smile from blooming on her lips; thankfulness as she fell into a peaceful sleep, the small nice gesture of her companion escorting her to her dreamland. Unknowingly, his warm presence at her side, kept the nightmares and memories of the day’s events at bay the entire night, giving her the sleep she desperately needed.
……
The next day, as Kagome opened her eyes, the tunnel they were in was pitch-black. As if sensing the panic mounting within her, she felt the arm around her tighten minutely; reminding her of the DaiYoukai she was still leaning against.
“The fire died out.” He said, really close to her ear. She shivered and unconsciously moved a bit closer to him.
“I…I have a lamp torch in my bag but I don’t know how long it will work.” She whispered, the darkness making her uneasy.
“Can you, hm, reach for my bag?” She inquired and felt Sesshomaru move only to feel the heavy weight of her bag on her legs a moment later. By touch only, she felt around in her bag and after a couple of tentative minutes, she finally found the lamp torch.
She switched it on and felt the DaiYoukai tense up at her side.
“It’s ok; it’s not dangerous at all. See!” She said, demonstrating by putting her hand on it. Swiftly, the Inu took it from her hands and looked at it every which way until he had inspected every angle.
“What kind of sorcery is this?” He asked finally, starting to shake it.
“Don’t do that or you will break it!”
She snatched if back and cradled it to her chest protectively; it was her only source of light after all.
“It’s not magic, just some invention from where I come from.”
“Hn.”
With the lamp torch’s help, Kagome grabbed some jerky from the backpack and a water bottle. They ate in silence and after taking care of her feet and putting everything back in the bag, she stood up.
She looked at Sesshomaru’s back curiously as he stepped just in front of her without saying anything.
“What…? Oh! Thank you!” She said softly, touched by his action. He had loosened his clothing a bit so she could hold the cloth by the opening of his armor.
“Hn.”
She grabbed the back of Sesshomaru’s haori after switching off her lamp torch to economize the batteries and let him lead her in the dark, trusting him completely to protect her. She let out a giggle when she realized that she was blind in the dark and that he, the terrible Inu DaiYoukai Lord of the West, was leading her. Sesshomaru effectively was her Blind Seeing Eye Dog! The male in question stopped when the sound escaped her traitorous lips. She could almost see him looking at her with one eyebrow raised.
“It’s nothing!” She told him, biting her lip to prevent any other sound from escaping. The urge to laugh was enormous and it was a relief to feel it. She had been feeling that she would never have another opportunity to laugh ever again.
“Hn.”
Sesshomaru didn’t even bother to try to understand the woman; it would probably drive him crazy anyways. His heart was light, pleased by her trust in him to lead her through the darkness safely. She couldn’t see anything and the fact that she didn’t even hesitate once to put all her faith in his ability to protect her from harm, when she was as defenseless as a newborn pup, was a huge boost to his ego. While he couldn’t see in the dark more than vague forms, this combined with his strong sense of smell, made walking through the tunnels seem like child’s play.
Another proof that his impression of this particular human had changed, since the beginning of their adventure in the dark tunnels; the idea of blaming her for being weak and inferior to him because she was totally lost in the dark, didn’t even touch his thoughts once.
……
On their third day of wandering through the tunnels, Kagome was starting to lose hope. She was drained of her energy, a good portion of the food she packed had been eaten even though she had tried to ration it, but after walking almost the whole day; they both needed a minimum of nutrients or she was sure in her case, that she wouldn’t be able to put a foot in front of the other the following day. As it was Sesshomaru was being forced to stop more often because her leg’s muscles were so tired that they were constantly cramping on her. While she was glad that they were finally going up after two days of going down, they were probably still far from any form of an exit, if an exit even existed that is.
Suddenly Sesshomaru stopped so abruptly that she almost collided into his back. She heard the distinctive noise of him sniffing the air, a noise she would always be able to distinguish after all of her time spent in the company of the canine youkai breed.
“What is it?” She asked with trepidation and a little bit of hope.
Sesshomaru was finally able to feel two things that marked this day as a good one. One was they were going back up and the air was getting less heavy, which really meant they were close to the surface again. Second he smelled water mixed with sulfur.
“Water!” He simply said but it was enough to send Kagome into a jumping fit of happiness, her tiredness was almost forgotten. What little water she was able to take had run out the day before due to their menu. The dry meat was making them thirsty and their long walk in the heavy atmosphere of the tunnels wasn’t helping at all.
What they found wasn’t only water, but a natural hot spring inside one of the tunnels. Kagome decided then and there that they will not leave this spot until morning. It had probably been used in the past because there was some bowls around the water from what she could see with her lamp torch. Excited, she dropped her bag and practically skipped to the edge of water. She reached out to touch the water to test the temperature when she almost jumped out of her skin as Sesshomaru forcefully stopped her. She was about to ask why, frustrated to have her joy spoiled when she saw him sniff the air close to the water and then put the tip of his fingers in it and finally touch it to his lips. He was making sure it wasn’t dangerous before allowing her to touch it, she realized. He shocked her with his thoughtfulness more and more every day she thought, blushing at the implication.
“Hm…Is it ok?” She asked tentatively.
He nodded and rose. Kagome then went immediately to her bag, lamp torch in hand and pulled out what she had been able to save from her bathing kit and her empty bottles of water. A clicking noise made her turn around abruptly and watch in awe as Sesshomaru hit two stones with one another and lit up the bowls of oil. Finally, Kagome could see something else than obscurity and thanked him.
The fact that this hot spring had bowls with oil still in them only furthered prove to Sesshomaru that they were getting closer to an exit. While the bath seemed to not have been used in the last few weeks, the place being void of any scent besides sulfur, the area wasn’t completely abandoned. That was why the Inu didn’t protest when Kagome said that they should stop here for the night.
She approached the water and asked attentively if he wanted to take the first turn in the bath and when he started to unbuckle his armor she took it for a yes and left him there after refilling the water bottles. She wasn’t sure about the taste but it was better than nothing and Sesshomaru said it was safe. She was so happy at the prospect of washing that she left him to wash up first so she would be able to take her time afterwards. While she ate some, she tried to not make it too obvious that she was blushing. It was difficult to not think about the fact that the DaiYoukai, a fine specimen of a male, was completely naked just a few feet behind her, especially when she could even hear him move in the water.
She lowered her head so he would not see her red face when a dripping wet Inu entered her sight’s perimeter. She cleared her throat, looking at everything but the DaiYoukai when she told him that he could have anything he wanted from her bag.
Reaching the bank, she made sure that Sesshomaru was facing the other side before she started to disrobe. She then realized that he would never be interested in her human body and relaxed. ‘I’m so stupid sometimes!’ She mentally laughed at herself.
Sesshomaru forced himself to swallow the piece of dry meat he had in his mouth when his ears twitched on their own accord as he listened to the tell tale sounds of the Miko’s clothing falling on the ground and then her paddle cautiously in the water. After a moment though, probably forgetting about his presence altogether, she started to splash happily in the water after a couple of tense minutes of hesitation about disrobing in his presence.
He was trying to be honorable and stay turned away to give her the privacy she would want, but her playing the water nymph behind his back wasn’t easy to ignore. At some point she must have slipped and let out a small cry, making Sesshomaru turn around reflexively and he froze completely at the sight that beheld him. He knew that she probably couldn’t see that he was looking at her, with how little light there was, but it wasn’t an excuse. He shouldn’t be looking since he knew she was fine. Then why was he still starring, eyes fixed on the point she disappeared in the water?
She then rose from the water, in which Sesshomaru got quite a show and forgot everything about honor or even breathing at that moment. His eyes followed the droplets of water as they slid down her body. She gathered her hair to one side and wringed as much water as she could before sending her hair flying backwards, unknowingly arching her back to the appreciative golden eyes, that was her audience. The fact that she was doing this innocently was making it all the more arousing. Sesshomaru had rarely watched a scene as erotic as this and he felt his hakama constrict almost instantly. He reached for one of the bottle of water and drank the whole thing in just a few greedy gulps to try to calm his racing heart beat.
Mixed feelings invaded his mind, not for the first time either. He had never been attracted, sexually or otherwise, by a human before and while his immediate and strong reaction shocked him a little; it wasn’t the first time this thought crossed his mind when it concerned this particular human. It was true that he hadn’t indulged in a long time and he was really overdue; however he couldn’t, in good conscience, put everything, his reactions, his urge to protect, to touch, to taste her, all under the fact that he hadn’t had any intercourse in a long time. Having the immense control that he does, partaking in this kind of activities doesn’t occur too often, as most females drop over each other to be the chosen one; only to try and trap him into a mating afterwards, but he still had to go through with it to make the pressure go down every once in a while. While it might have been the longest he stayed without indulging in a good rut, it wasn’t the root of his problematic reactions, or he would have been having the same kind of control problems in his castle before his capture. This was not the case however this time.
She was now clothed with a clean outfit and, when she bent down to gather her pajamas and bathing things; it was a test, for the master of control, which he passed…barely. He had to restrain himself to not reach for his twitching aroused organ or simply pounce on the tasty morsel exposed to his eyes. He couldn’t continue this way.
Thoughts and possibilities passed through his mind at a blinding speed and when he turned around to face the opposite direction from his previous position, a decision was reached.
He couldn’t ignore it anymore. Something has to be done…
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