The Guise of Apathy | By : TornEmpathy Category: InuYasha > General Views: 6681 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kagome glanced outside the window of her quarters, lonely and hurt. When they had finally reached Sesshoumaru’s castle again he had been unnecessarily cruel to her. What did I expect, laughter and light from an over-bearing butthead? Well, he had surprisingly let her touch him, and Kagome didn’t know if that was a step in the right direction towards—what, exactly? She had never courted the thought that she might want to be friends with or anything for that matter. To her, he was just Inu Yasha’s brother. Okay, so maybe lately she had regarded him as an attractive—unattractive, definitely unattractive dog that she could just hug—strangle—him. She actually wanted to strangle him—really!
Even with those intense eyes that looked at a person and felt as though they could see to a person’s soul—she hated that—really! Why am I making up excuses to myself? There are so many things about that idiot that I don’t like. The way he looks at me as if he’s trying to assess me, the way his eyes can have so much warmth yet so much hatred, the way he moves, the way he talks . . . the way he can sometimes be so kind, the way he doesn’t give less than his all, the way he doesn’t beat around the bush. Well, I guess he can be pretty nice; giving me a room sure was incongruous of him.
At that precise moment, her stomach decided that food was a necessity to live and Kagome groaned. She didn’t want to go even one foot outside her room, lest they have a repeat of earlier. She did not want Sesshoumaru thinking that she was trying to escape again. In his own way, he was very cute, but he frightened her more than anything could. Her stomach growled petulantly again and Kagome scowled. For a brief moment, she could swear that her stomach was turning into a traitor. Cautiously, Kagome put a toe outside her room, determined to find some food in this place. The minute her foot had completely stepped out of the room, she felt someone’s eyes on her. Now I’m being watched? After an episode like this morning, he can’t really think that I am that dumb? Kagome hesitated, briefly, contemplating. Okay, so maybe I would try and escape, but right now the only thing that matters is getting some food before I starve.
The hallway was very narrow and to the right and left of her they both seemed as though they led to nowhere. However, before she could even choose which way she wanted to take, that little toad, Jaken, came scurrying up to her, a black scowl across his face. “You’ve gotten me into enough trouble. Get back in your room, human.” Gee, does no one in this castle think very highly of humans?
Kagome rolled her eyes at the ceiling, thinking that she was hitting closer to home with her thoughts than she liked to believe. “Haven’t we been through this before? Remember what happened last time you threatened some of my friends? Same rule applies for me, you little toad!”
“I told you before I’m not a—”
“Blah, blah, blah. I don’t care, the only reason I came out was because I’m hungry. I’m only sixteen years old, what do you expect?” Kagome asked, narrowing her eyes at the toad to appear angry. In truth, she was hungrier than anything and wasting time on the toad was pointless.
Jaken eyed her contemptibly before nodding at her to follow him. Kagome raised her eyes, suspicious that the toad was actually going to help her, but she guessed starving her was not on the list of things Sesshoumaru wanted done. Kagome snorted and Jaken looked back at her, disgusted. Kagome barely even noticed when he looked back at her, for some odd reason she had the distinct feeling that someone was still watching her. Kagome shrugged, convinced that it was just her imagination.
When they got close to the kitchen the smell of food and sweets drove Kagome closer inside, if this castle knew how to do one thing, it was cook a meal. Kagome had never smelled anything so delicious or appetizing in her life before. Briefly, she could smell the oden that wafted from the back of the kitchen to her nostrils and Kagome was lost. Jaken appeared to be too immersed in ordering the maids around while Kagome silently walked to the back of the kitchen, drowning in the scent that continued to become stronger. When Kagome got close enough to the smell, she collapsed from fatigue, unaware that she had been in such a weakened state.
When she awoke hours later, [she assumed so, anyway], she was in her room with noodles by her bed and the girl-child, Rin, by her side, watching her. Rin looked at her quizzically, almost as though she thought that she would be able to read what was on Kagome’s sullen mind. Kagome gave her a brief smile before she reached over to grab the bowl of noodles that had been left for her. She couldn’t imagine who had brought her back and left food by her side, but she betted that Sesshoumaru had probably had a servant drag her by her hair, just so that he wouldn’t have to touch her.
What is with him and touching? She wondered. She had never met a man before who was so adverse to anyone touching him. Granted, Inu Yasha had never liked her touching his ears, but that was just about the only part of him that would get him riled up, but sometimes she couldn’t help herself. He did have the cutest ears. However, with Sesshoumaru, it was an altogether different story. When they had been in the forest and she had [stupidly] wanted—no, needed to touch him, to make sure that the whole fiasco was real, he had grabbed her hand when she had not touched him. She had made sure that she had as little bodily contact with him as humanly possible, but instead, he had put her hand on his ear almost as though he sought out for her to touch him. The thought that he wanted her touching him was, of course, absurd.
Kagome was so utterly engrossed in her thoughts that she didn’t even realize when someone had stepped inside of the room. However, it wasn’t long before Rin looked up from Kagome atop the bed and squealed in delight. She started on a random tirade of thoughts that led Sesshoumaru to stare at the girl, fighting against his urge to snap at her. Sesshoumaru had no idea what had put him so on edge lately, but whatever it was, it annoyed him and that girl was probably the cause. Rin had been with him almost a year and he had never had this overwhelming desire to shut her up so quickly; he could always handle her rambling. He was not like Jaken who had very little patience for the girl, however much he loved her.
Sesshoumaru nodded silently at Rin and before Kagome even knew what had happened, Rin had spoken her love words to her Sesshoumaru-sama and was gone from the room. Sesshoumaru looked at the girl on the bed and scowled, “Eat. You’re very weak.”
Kagome looked down at the bowl of noodles that she had placed in front of her to eat and she felt her stomach churn. The thought of putting anything inside her stomach except medicine made her nauseous. Kagome doubted very seriously that Sesshoumaru would let her go back to the well and to her time, so that was out of the question, but perhaps he would let her see a medicine woman. Sesshoumaru could feel her eyes on him before she spoke to him, and he wondered at her. She had never openly studied him before, but he couldn’t say that he minded too much. The girl had a way of looking at someone and knowing their darkest secrets, it unnerved him. He was always the one who never had to worry about insignificant people looking into his mind; he could always school the features on his face to show nothing of what he felt.
But, there was something uncomforting in the way that that girl looked at someone, as though she could, without any deliberation, just know things about him. He had to get his mind back under his control and eliminate any further interaction with the girl. She was his and that was all there was to that; he would not think on it anymore. He would not obsess over a single human girl as his father had; humans were worthless bei—
“Now what have I done?” Kagome asked, nonplussed. Instead of answering her, his eyes shot up to hers and he scowled.
He was spending far too much time with the girl. “Eat.” He thought it was a simple enough command; the girl had obviously been low on protein and her body was reacting to that. Somewhere in the back of his head also lurked the thought that he did not want to go through the unsavory task of having to carry her in his arms again. However, the girl looked at her food and her face turned a muddy shade of green that made him rethink this entire situation. Quietly, he walked from the door to stand beside her on the bed, just to make sure that she wasn’t going to vomit on his clean sheets—his mother’s sheets. Why had he put her in this room?
“I—I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I was so hungry earlier.”
“I will call a miko,” but at that word Kagome grabbed Sesshoumaru’s hand and her eyes went wide. Ah, that one miko has her gripped by fear. Perhaps it was best if he did not call a miko and instead he saw to it that she was properly cared for by his servants.
She was not letting go of his arm so easily, however. As he tried to gracefully step out of her grasp, she just as easily gripped his arm harder, unaware that her emotions were playing across her face. Sesshoumaru could easily see that she was frightened and he contemplated this. On one hand, it was maddening to him that the girl thought that he would not protect what was his, but on the other hand, it was also sickening this feeling inside his gut that wanted to lash out at that corpse that caused so much grief. When had he started caring? He couldn’t remember.
Before his words connected with his brain he lashed out, “This is my castle. This ludicrous fear of yours is misguided. Stop.” Kagome looked up at him, stunned at several different things at once. The most pressing was that this—arrogant dog thought that just by telling her to ‘stop worrying’, instantaneously everything would be all right, and the second was, of course, that he had obviously thought this through. He was mad that she was frightened, and wasn’t that . . . interesting.
Kagome looked at her hand, which was still gripping his arm. His one arm. Oh my Kami! He only has one arm! Guiltily, she looked up at him, aware that he was looking at her, and realizing for the first time in a long while that the other arm—ah, ‘incident’—was partly . . . her fault. Well, Inu Yasha’s . . . okay, she needed to stop blaming things on him even though it was partly his fault. Sesshoumaru’s eyebrow rose at the look of shock and recognition that flashed across her features.
“Do not give yourself so much credit, girl,” Sesshoumaru snickered down at her.
Kagome looked up from his one arm and her eyes went wide. In the light—with his features glowing by the light of a new day, his face had contorted into a soft look that seemed out of place, but Kagome thought that that was about the nicest thing he could have done for her. Not only was he softening up, but also he was worried about her health and that was swe—CAPTOR! Think captor, Kagome. He has you locked in a room and will not let you leave his castle.
Sesshoumaru growled at the immediate change in her scent and started leaning towards her. Instinctively, she moved to go back against the bed, away from him and the heat that he started permeating, but instead of growling at her and going away as she had hoped, he moved down with her. She was now pinned with her back against the bed and Sesshoumaru’s right arm on the other side of her form, blocking her between his arm and his tall form. Sesshoumaru snarled at her again, closer to her face than she had ever had him before and Kagome’s life flashed briefly before her eyes.
Sesshoumaru looked at her eyes glazed over with fear and he realized for the first time that the girl’s scent was more pleasing than he’d like to admit. He wanted to bite her; he wanted to prove to her and anyone that even had an inkling of doubt that she belonged to this castle and more importantly; him. Sesshoumaru snarled low in his throat again and before his brain connected with his mouth, he had sunk his teeth into her bottom lip and reveled in her yelp.
Finally, finally.
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Geez, is this getting dark or what? Gomen! I swear it’s not really a dark fic, but I can’t imagine Sesshoumaru other than a strong demon that would do anything to prove his point. However, do not think that this means this is going to be a rape fiction, because it will not be. The updates are probably going to be a little stranger than normal because school starts for me next week, but hopefully I will be able to update. I hope you enjoyed and don’t forget to review.
Another little note: I do have an update list that will email you when I update. Just go to: http://tornempathy.notifylist.com and join the ffupdates. I guess I shoulda made a note sooner, gomen.
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