Captivity | By : Keija819 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 15753 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Okay, so I still haven’t gotten any reviews… *tear* I’m serious, this is hard to do without encouragement! Gah!!
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Before even attempting to open her eyes, she decided to feel. What she felt was not hard ground under her bottom, as she had suspected, or a solid door at her back or behind her head, but something soft under all of these places. Kagome Higurashi, who had never gotten along well with patience, couldn’t help herself--she let her eyes flutter open.
The view wasn’t much. She was lying on her back, and even though it was very dark in the room, Kagome could tell that her vision was still a bit foggy. Unfortunately, the near-dark of the chamber did not allow for correctly assessing her eyesight.
She began to sit up, then realized that her body was covered not in clothing, but with a large sheet. And nothing else. She clung the sheet to her chest protectively. It was obvious that she was on a bed of some sort (it wasn’t comfortable at all), but she hadn’t a clue as to where this bed was. Or where she was.
A sudden clinking sound startled her. It was a muffled sound, coming from under her sheet. Warily, Kagome lifted the sheet up, and was both relieved and horrified to see a thick, heavy chain around her left ankle, attached to one of the bed poles! ‘Kinky…’ Kagome shook her head, dashing that wayward thought out of her mind. There was nothing kinky about this set-up. It was cruel, and evil, and demonic. Very demonic.
Resigning to her lot once again, Kagome decided to test her bounds. Both shoulder and wrist still ached, but her legs seemed willing enough to hold her. Once she was standing, she could see how small her little room was. Though the ceiling was rather high, the chamber was only as wide as her tiny bed was long, and it couldn’t have been more than ten or twelve feet in length.
Kagome also discovered with much frustration that she could only move about three feet away from the bed. It wouldn’t even let her get close to the door, let alone try to escape through it. That man, who ever he had been, had been serious about not letting her go on any more adventures.
She sat back down on the bed, a sigh escaping her lips just as she heard the sound a key scraping the lock in her door. Her head snapped up in attention. Now she would give that bastard a piece of her mind.
However, Kagome did not get her chance, as the only living creature to step through the doorway was a small, dark-haired little girl. Kagome tried not to gape as the child deposited a large tray of food a few feet from the bed, then flipped her short hair out of her eyes before bowing to Kagome, then turning to go.
“Wait!” Kagome half-rose in an attempt to keep the girl from leaving, but only received a slight pause, then a shut door in response.
‘Are you kidding? She didn’t even bother to lock it! How foolish.’ Kagome got up to stride toward the door, forgetting the chain around her leg. She subsequently crashed to the ground, barely missing the tray of food sitting so serenely next to her.
“How dare you be so calm?! I don’t need this! I don’t!” In a fit of rage, Kagome flipped the tray over. The bowls of soup and rice crashed to the floor in disarray. “I don’t.”
And with that, she slipped back into the bed, pouting for all a pout was worth. Just to add insult to injury, she supposed, Kagome then heard the heavy lock click in the door. With a groan, the miko rolled toward the wall and slipped into a fitful sleep.
~*~*~
Nightmares flooded Kagome’s dreams. She was in such pain; when would it stop?
“I’m here.”
‘What was that? Who’s voice is that?’
“I’ll make you forget about your pain.”
Suddenly, all pain, real and imagined, was gone, as a wave of pleasure swept through Kagome’s body. Her eyes flashed open, and she found herself pinned underneath an amber gaze. She didn’t know who the eyes belonged to, and didn’t understand how they could have made the pain disappear so abruptly.
“Who…” Kagome tried and failed to put a rational thought into words.
“What--”
Her sentence was abruptly cut off by the pressure of this person’s lips on her own. The kiss hardened, deepened. He nibbled sharply on her bottom lip, asking--no, demanding that she let him in.
But he was a stranger. Kagome’s lips said no.
His tongue forced its way into her mouth; Kagome, her strength still sapped, was unable to prevent him from doing so. The moment their tongues touched, however, something inside of Kagome snapped, and she panicked. She would not let herself be used like this a second time. Her teeth came together forcefully.
*Smack*
The moment Kagome had felt her teeth make a connection, she also felt a large something--a hand, no doubt--make a connection with the side of her face. The force of the blow sent her head spinning, and she rolled from bed to floor, curling into a ball and clutching her inflamed cheek.
She heard the slow, echoing footsteps once more, walking away as before, but this time she didn’t care. The pain took over, and Kagome drifted into blackness.
~*~*~
When next Kagome awoke, she was back in her bed as before, and she wondered for a moment whether she had dreamed that last encounter, until the throbbing in her cheek said otherwise.
She sighed. What on earth was going on here?
Most likely in response to her sigh, Kagome heard a small noise to her right. She looked up to find the same little girl with the short hair as before, now staring at Kagome in blatant curiosity. The door behind the girl stood wide open, but there was nothing visible beyond the doorway excepting yet another wall.
“It’s no use, Kagome, he’s not letting you go.”
Kagome jumped at the sound of her name. Just who was this little girl? Some friend of Souta’s?
“My name is Mae. I’m here to make sure you don’t kill yourself.”
‘Great,’ Kagome rolled her eyes. ‘My captor is worried about my sanity.’
“Who are you?” Kagome asked, instead of voicing her opinions aloud.
The girl smiled a toothy grin. “Like I said, my name is Mai. My only function is to serve my lord, and now, to make sure you do not die.”
Perplexed, Kagome gazed at the girl, suddenly realized that something about her seemed strangely, but very, familiar. “Who do you remind me of…” she muttered to herself.
“Probably just one of my ancestors,” the girl quipped knowingly, before immediately making a face that said the girl had told Kagome too much. “Well, it was nice meeting you, here’s your next meal, please don’t spill it like the first one, and don’t die!” she practically shouted, all in a rush, before turning and bounding out the door. She closed it tight and, probably just out of spite, locked it.
Kagome could do nothing more than stare in confusion at the door the girl had just run through. One of her ancestors?? Okay, the girl was young, but Kagome was only nineteen! She certainly wasn’t old enough to know anyone’s ancestors.
With a heavy sigh, Kagome gave up on contemplation. For now, at least there was food. She had been regretting her earlier temper tantrum, and now she was ravenous.
She had to crawl on the floor and stretch out to her fullest length to reach the food tray. By the time she got a hold on it, she was so hungry, she decided to just eat it right there on the floor. For not-so-fine dining, Kagome had to say that the food was spectacular; though of course they say that hunger is the best seasoning.
The miko let out a full burp as she finished off her rice, almost spitting her food back out again as she heard a low chuckle behind her. Gulping nervously, she turned just her face toward the sound, and saw a large figure sitting quite comfortably on her tiny bed.
It took several moments for Kagome’s eyes to relay to her brain exactly what she was seeing. When it finally did, her head almost exploded with the implications of it. She struggled even to make sense of how this could have happened. Accordingly, her anger boiled to the top.
“No--How--It was you!!”
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A/N: I’m stopping it here. Writer’s block is quickly setting in (sad, isn’t it, this early in the story?). It’s just that it’s going so much faster than I want it to…*sigh* Oh well. Thank you so much for reading. PLEASE review. If you don’t, how will I know what to write…?
KeKe
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