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Love and Slaves	By : CherryFlavored Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 28482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
- 1-Abducted
- 2-Encounter
- 3-Miko
- 4-Problematic
- 5-Bound
- 6-Magnetic
- 7-Bonds?
- 8-Departure
- 9-Angel
- 10-Tempted
- 11-Toxic
- 12-Realizations
- 13-Toad
- 14-Other Half
- 15-Hers
- 16-His
- 17-Separation
- 18-Anxious
- 19-One
- 5
- 6
- 7
Thank you for the reviews guys! I took a bit more time on this chapter, so I hope you guys like it! I am having a lot of editing problems due to the program I use to write the story. So there will be some changes as times goes on. Thank you for the continued support!
-Cherry

Chapter 6: Magnetic

Kagome awoke in the middle of the night, unable to sleep. The images and dreams of what had transpired the last few weeks continuously troubling her sleeping patterns. She wasn’t able to sleep for more than a couple hours each night, and her body was growing more and more tired and exhausted as the time went on.

She had not seen Sesshoumaru since the night he had bound her “miko powers”, except for the few times he checked up on her through Miroku. Being a monk, Miroku had taken on the responsibility of becoming her mentor of sorts. Though Kagome could not harness her miko powers, he had been working with her every day on learning her ancestors history. The more Kagome learned, the more she began to doubt her parents.
She just couldn’t believe that having something like this right under their nose had gone unnoticed. Miroku had explained to her that most miko powers didn’t show unless faced with a situation that had put the miko in harm’s way. Miroku explained that because Kagome had grown up overly protected all her life, there had never been a situation to awaken her powers until the night she was taken. Kagome noticed throughout the time she spent with him, that he had sincerely tried to help her. He was stern when he needed to be, but he had shown that he had no intention of harming her. Whether his kindness was because she was something special from being a miko or not was what irked Kagome.

Throughout his teachings and history lessons, there were still so many questions that Miroku seemed to have himself. Most of the things he knew about her ancestry were just “myths” he heard from his mentors. There wasn’t much Miroku could do for Kagome without being able to test her powers. But that was not an option right now.

Kagome had been woken up every morning around four for her duties as Sesshoumaru’s “slave”. The first time she had been woken up had scared her so much, she had almost had a screaming fit. The memories of the night she was taken flooded back and it had taken three of the house (or should we say mansion?) maids to get her to calm down.

Kagome had to admit that even though she had been taken from her home, away from her family who were probably worried sick about her, she was not faring badly. Despite the chores she had to do as a “slave” for Sesshoumaru, she had figured that there were probably many worse things that she could have been going through.

Yawning, Kagome lifted her delicate hands to her tired eyes and rubbed them out of their blurriness. She opened her eyes and looked at the wall staring back at her, it was coming to the time where she would be woken up, and decided to get a head start so the maid wouldn’t hassle her into getting ready.

She had noticed that the maid that came to wake her was not the same one that instructed in her daily routines, they seemed to be specifically there to wake her, dress her, and ready her for the day. Kagome began to think that after seeing how the other maids were treated, that Sesshoumaru had instructed this maid to just equip her for the day and make sure she was doing OK health-wise.

Kagome deftly sat up, pulling the large blankets off of her small frame. She twisted her body so she was sitting on the edge of the bed and gently placed her feet onto the ground. Still sleep deprived, Kagome stood quite wobbly-like and made her way over to the large wooden closet that had been brought in for her.

Her questions of "Why" she was performing such duties while staying in such a glorious room, where the other maids had been staying in quite the opposite, had always wracked her brain. It all was related to the reason as to why she had been brought here in the first place. It was apparent that no one had known she had miko powers within her, so she believed it was safe to assume that the status of “slave” or “maid” was going to be similar to the outcome, if not her death. The table-turner was the fact that she came out to be a miko, and therefore was being given special treatment on the sidelines, while still acting as a slave.

Kagome reached for the wooden door to the closet, and opened it to reveal a number of clothing inside. It varied from run-down old linen clothes to refined looking ballroom dresses. Miroku had told her that each style of clothing would have its purpose within time. But for now, she would be wearing run-down clothing.

The maids in the mansion did have their own specific outfit, that represented the Taishou colors, but were not suited for the activities that happened in the morning. That maid outfit was for the rest-of-the-day routines.

Kagome sighed and grabbed the brown, used, and old linen clothing from the closet and began to undress from her night clothing and into the ones she had picked out from the closet. Just as she was slipping on her pants, there was a knock at the door, “Miss, are you awake?”

Kagome sighed again and tossed on her shirt, “Coming.”

Looking at herself in the mirror that stood next to the large closet, she felt her heart clench at the scene. Her hair was a mess, she had no makeup on and the lack of sleep was making her sick-looking. Though she had access to a very luxurious bath, she hardly had time to anything but wash and rinse before getting into bed. Just about three weeks and her health already seemed to be declining at a steady pace.

Kagome looked away from the image in front of her that was she and stared at the ground, she walked to the door and slipped on the shoes she had left there the day before, before opening the door. A smiling woman in about her thirties stood next to the door. “Good morning Ms. Kagome.”

She gave the lady a half-hearted smile and closed the door behind her. Three male demons were walking a few yards behind them. If I wanted to run, where would I even go? Kagome sighed to herself as she and the maid ventured deeper into the depths of the mansion.

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Kagome had arrived with the maid at their destination about five hours ago, of which was the cafeteria for the servants of the mansion. It was a very large place, solely because the mansion was so large and required a vast amount of people to work there and keep it going. The routine was as always; eat breakfast for twenty minutes; men and women separate and get their schedules from the headmasters of each section of the mansion; report to their quarter and begin their business.

Today, Kagome was working on scrubbing a particularly dirty section. The area inside one of the rooms was disgustingly dirty, and Kagome had the luxury of having to clean it. Demons resided in these halls, she had to remind herself, and the lack of mannerisms wasn’t uncommon with most of their kind. There seemed to be dirt and blood mixed together on the floor she was scrubbing, and it required more than normal effort to make it clean.

It then was apparent that the lack of sleep and nourishment had begun to take a toll on Kagome, she could feel it. It had overwhelmed her quickly and her reactions were instantaneous. Her eyelids could barely stay open. Her body felt more frail than it had before. She was hardly eating nowadays, and the absence of anything to sustain her energy had made itself noticed. The bones in her body felt as if they had become jell-o, and any strength she had to keep herself sitting up had vanished. Kagome felt a wave of blackness overtake her as she crashed onto the ground.

She barely opened her eyes and could see a few of the other maids rushing towards her, their expressions filled with worry as they moved to her. She couldn’t make out any sound as she saw their mouths moving, as if crying for help. Her vision shifted to a woman running into the room; it was the headmaster. She pressed her finger to her ear and spoke. The headmaster looked down at Kagome before reaching for her. That was when everything turned to black.

~~~~

Kagome could hear people talking around her, but she found that she could not move. Her body felt overly exhausted, her limbs were unresponsive to her wishes of moving.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen. This could have just jeopardized everything! Why were you not monitoring her eating and sleeping habits!” a man was whispering loudly to an unknown person.

“I am sorry, I was aware that she was tired, but I did not know that it was to this extent.” Kagome knew that voice. The image of the maid who woke her every morning flashed through her mind.

“It isn’t just feeling tired you stupid woman! Do you realize what could have happened today? Her powers, even despite that they’re bound, had reacted to her health’s state! What do you think would have happened if someone had found out? Hm?” the man sounded furious. Kagome could hear the man pacing back and forth as he spoke.

The woman didn’t respond and instead remained silent. What does he mean? I don’t remember anything about my powers today…

“Do you?!” the man yelled this time.

“N-no, sir,” she stuttered as her gaze remained on the ground.

Kagome could hear the smack of flesh against flesh and she had deduced that the man had hit the woman. His next words barely a whisper, and she could hardly make out what he said, “You will ensure that this never happens again and will be facing consequences requested by our Lord. Do not believe for one second that you are being spared because of your usefulness. You are nothing but scum under my shoe. However, the Miss seems to be fond of you and your random ‘disappearance’ would be noticed. Funny how you would be an inconvenience even in death,” the man seethed under his breath as he degraded her so disrespectfully.

The sound of footsteps leaving the room and a door shutting could be heard. As soon as it had closed, Kagome could hear the woman quietly sniffling to herself. Kagome attempted to open her eyes and this time didn’t have any resistance. She looked to her side and saw the maid sitting on a chair near her bed, silently crying to herself. Anger and guilt rose within her as she felt sorrow for the woman beside her. Kagome was in fact fond of her, she was probably the nicest person there that she had met aside from Miroku. And anyone that she could make a true friend out of, she would hold onto dearly.

“D-don’t-” Kagome cleared her throat,”-cry.”

The lady looked up at Kagome and immediately sat up and reached for her hand. “How are you doing?”

“I just feel tired. How are you?” Kagome inquired, a look of pity across her face.

The lady shook her head, wiping away any last evidence of her crying and smiled down at Kagome. “Do not worry about me, Miss Kagome, you need to rest. I am sorry for not taking proper care of you and seeing to your needs.”

“It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself,“ Kagome smile weakly up at the lady and rested her hand on top of the older woman’s.

“Rest, you need it,” was the last thing Kagome heard before she felt her strength wane once more and overwhelmed her into a world of darkness.

~~~~

Kagome woke hours later, noticing that she was not in her room, but was in the same bed she had been in before. There were windows in this room, and the light shining through indicated that it was in fact night, and not day. The pale moon’s light was all she needed to see her surroundings. She was alone in this room, but figured not unguarded. There were probably men standing out front of the room.

Carefully, Kagome attempted to sit up. Her eyes closed as she winced in the lack of energy she had to raise herself up. She almost screamed as she felt a hand place on the small of her back and help her up. Her body quickly reacted by cringing away from the touch, making her fall off the bed. She felt gravity pulling her down quickly just as a strong masculine arm wrapped itself around her and pulled her back onto the bed.

Kagome stared down at her savior, and now evident captor, Sesshoumaru. His gold eyes stared up at her, as his body was draped over hers. His right arm was wrapped around her waist as his left used the bed for leverage. His face was mere inches away from her chest, as one knee was on the bed and the other was still planted on the ground. It seemed that he had been seated in the chair next to her bed and she hadn’t noticed when she woke up.

Kagome’s breathing became deeper, his closeness was beginning to have an affect on her. Not to mention the fact that it had been weeks since their last encounter. It was as if her body had craved his attention all this time, and their now close proximity was sending waves of heat into her body. Her energy seemed to be coming back rapidly, and Kagome had an odd suspicion it had to do with Sesshoumaru. The timing is just too weird.

Her chest was heaving at the shock of her almost-fall and his closeness. She couldn’t break eye contact with him, it was a trance the left her speechless. Sesshoumaru’s eyes, however, didn’t seem to lack as much willpower as she, and looked down her overheated body. Their position remained unchanged as his gaze reached her heaving breasts. Kagome felt her heart thump inside of her chest as she could clearly see him for the first time in so long, and up so close. His gaze sent ripples of heat into the pit of her stomach, forming a familiar ache within her.

Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and leaned his head forward, pressing his nose in between the valley of her breasts and inhaled deeply. Kagome bit her trembling lower lip and thought her heart was going to jump right out of her chest because of his actions.

He had been avoiding her for too long. He had to, because of exactly how he felt right now; powerless. He couldn’t do anything about the feelings he had around her. Feelings. He didn’t feel. It wasn’t in his nature. He never lusted after a woman as much as he had around her. His body screamed at him to take her and be done with it many a time, but he would never allow himself that slip of control. Something told him just rutting with her wouldn't solve his issue, either way. So he resorted to avoiding her company at all costs, but this meeting was inevitable, and the tension was stronger than it ever had been since her appearance in his mansion.

He opened his eyes and stared up at Kagome, a certain look of hunger lingering in his gaze. “You are not well.” His voice sent chills throughout her body. He could feel her slight trembles, for sure, and it further embarrassed Kagome whilst in their current position.

“I-I’m just tired,” she spoke quietly.

Sesshoumaru closed his eyes again and slowly nudged his nose past her shirt and up to her neck. He inhaled deeply once more, his growl of satisfaction vibrated against her and through her, making her gasp silently. Kagome could feel her body react more and more as the time went on and they remained in the same position. Her nipples were hardening unwillingly, goose-bumps formed along her exposed skin, and the slight ache she had before was now screaming at her in full force. She wanted something, needed something. But she didn’t know what. She could feel a pool of warmth coming from her core, and clasped her legs together to keep it unnoticed. What is going on with me? Why does this always happen with h- Oh God!

Sesshoumaru cut off her thoughts when he gently pressed his tongue against the side of her neck. Kagome slightly arched her back and leaned her neck to the side. Her chest now pressing against his, the physical contact of their bodies earning a quiet moan from her and another growl from him. He tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her harder against him and he reactively pressed his fangs over her neck, as if to mark her. Kagome grabbed onto his shoulders and gripped his shirt, all of her support relying on him. Sesshoumaru grazed his fangs over her neck, down her collar bone, and down between the valley of her breasts once more. He moved one of his hands to her hip and the other underneath her arched back. He lifted her gently and pulled her down underneath him, their angle now sideways on the bed.

Sesshoumaru stared at the woman below him. Her complexion seemed back to normal and her energy seemed to be rising. Her gray-blue eyes were looking up at him, her lust quite apparent. Her scent was overpowering him, even though she tried to hide it by closing her legs. Silly onna.

Kagome’s hands were still on his shoulders, gripping his shirt tightly. The feeling of his body looming over hers sent a sensual chill up her spine. She licked her lips slowly in anticipation. As much as her mind fought against her, telling her that this wasn’t right, her body said that it was absolutely right. Never had she reacted so strongly, so quickly, to any man before. Her sick feeling from before seemed completely gone, in fact, she felt so high on hormones she thought she’d be able to run a marathon.

She stared up at him still, his gaze staring right back at her. His skin was like marble, as smooth and silky as anything could be. His golden eyes pierced the night’s darkness and bored right into her soul, making her blush in the feeling of nakedness. Kagome moved her hands in front of her chest, realizing too late that her body’s reactions were very noticeable. Her blush deepened and she found herself tearing her gaze away from his, feeling much too embarrassed to face him.

Sesshoumaru could sense her sudden embarrassment and grabbed onto one of her wrists, pulling her arm back. He growled softly as he pinned the arm onto the pillow above her head. Kagome looked back up at him, somewhat trying to fight his actions. He stared down at her heatedly, making her still her movements. He grabbed onto her other wrist and repeated the same process, pinning it down above her head. He grasped both of her wrists with one hand as he moved his other to her hip.

Kagome swallowed as she felt her heart hammering in her chest rapidly, she had no idea what he was doing. It caused her embarrassment to escalate higher and higher, making the redness of her blush go down her neck and below her shirt onto her chest.

Sesshoumaru used his spare hand to gently slide his fingertips underneath the bottom of her shirt and over the soft contours of her stomach. Kagome turned her head to the side, closing her eyes in the gentle pleasure of his simple actions. The back of his hand was slowly pushing up her shirt while his fingertips danced across her bare skin. He softly rubbed her ribcage and moved right underneath her breasts. He could feel the underside of her soft mounds, and growled in contentment at the fact that she was wearing no bra.

He let go of her wrists, faithful in the idea that she wouldn’t move her arms. His touch burned her skin, leaving an everlasting want of being touched there again. Sesshoumaru brought his other hand down to the now lifted-up shirt around her ribs and pulled it up over her breasts. They bounced out of their confines, leaving them exposed to the night air. His gaze settled on her pink, pebble-hard nipples. Kagome gasped and opened her eyes wide, looking up at him questioningly. “W-what are you-”

Sesshoumaru cut her off by leaning down and placing his mouth over her engorged right nipple. His tongue laved over the taut piece of flesh, earning a loud moan from Kagome. He growled in approval, reverberating right against her sensitive skin, making her shiver in response. Kagome gripped the pillow hard as she felt his mouth move against her bare, sensitive skin. Her toes curled and her legs writhed in pleasure. She needed more, this wasn’t enough to sate the ache she had. This isn’t happening! I can’t let him do this to me!

Kagome’s mind shouted at her to make him stop, but her body was unwilling to comply. She found herself arching her back once more, making him take more of her breast into his mouth. He pulled back slightly, tugging on her nipple with his teeth gently before letting go, making it plop back into place. She tasted sweet, and he found it harder to resist doing more. His attention moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment as the other. He earned another moan from the woman below him, making him feel more in power over her, but powerless to his… Feelings.

Kagome writhed below him, wanting more, just as he did. She knew it wasn’t honorable, but it was as if her body had a mind of its own and refused to comply to her conscious. Before she knew what she was doing, Kagome moved her hands from their position above her head and moved around his neck. She pulled him in closer, trying to get as much of him against her as possible. Sesshoumaru growled deep in his chest, moving back from her and pulling away from her chest. Kagome took it as she had made a bad move, and covered her hands over her chest, feeling ashamed of herself for letting everything go this far.

Sesshoumaru grabbed onto the back of Kagome’s knees and spread her legs apart before he leaned back down over her, settling his lower body between hers. He wasn’t close enough to be pressing himself against her core, but he had planned on changing that soon enough. He grabbed onto her arms and pulled them away from her chest once more, and just as he was about to lean over and continue with his previous ministrations, there were voices heard that only he could hear. That damn wench.

Kagome noticed Sesshoumaru freeze and turned his head to the side, as if he were listening for something. A few seconds later and she felt him pulling down her shirt, hiding her breasts from view, and backed away from her. “Make yourself decent.” He spoke icily as he walked to the door, opening it and closing it behind him. Kagome saw in those briefest of moments that he had blood all over his clothing. Why hadn’t I noticed that before? Oh, wait, duh- BECAUSE I WAS BEING A TOTAL SLUT!

Sighing in disgust with herself, Kagome threw herself down onto the bed and covered her face with her hands. It was then that she heard a woman’s voice beyond the door, “Where have you been! I know you got back a long time ago, so why didn’t you come to me as soon as you got home!” the woman seemed quite upset.

“Be quiet, Kagura, what I do with my time is none of your concern,” replied Sesshoumaru coldly.

“What is that smell? Were you with that little bitch? Is she the reason you didn‘t come to me as soon as you got back?!” the woman by the name of Kagura all but spat out.

“Do not make me repeat myself, woman,” Sesshoumaru’s voice seemed threatening.

“Sesshoumaru, darling, I just missed you and worried about you, is all! I didn’t mean to imply anything, you know I love you,” Kagura’s anger seemed completely gone as she pleaded.

“You insult this Sesshoumaru by your worrying.”

“You know I would never do such a thing. Come, let’s go to bed,” Kagura’s voice seemed to drift further away as she talked.

Kagome sighed tiredly, her fatigue coming back at her full force. Her eyes closed slowly and felt her energy completely drain out of her, and asked herself “What am I getting myself into?” before falling into a deep slumber.

Okay! I tried to write a longer chapter, so please let me know what you think!
-Cherry
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Chapter 6: Magnetic