InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ To Find A Heart ❯ Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I make no profit from this & it is merely an act of fandom. I do not own any rights to Inuyasha or its characters. I do not own any rights to Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters.

 

Warnings: Language, violence, alcohol, sexual content, abuse, torture, etc., etc., and so forth.

 

Answered Questions: I suppose I am a bit of a sadist when it comes to my writing.. haha yea.. just a bit. Taking into consideration that Kagome is now between 40 and 50 years old in the way of life experience, does it not seem plausible that she would have a wide range in sexual experience? Especially considering the time period and current situation. Kagome is made of bones and graveyard soil, just like Kikyo had been, at least for now. I intend to include both past and present, but that is all I will let be known at this point in time.

 

To Find A Heart

 

Chapter 3

 

Kagome awoke, naked, sore, and wrapped in strong arms on a pelt in the dark. Her mind was foggy, which was dangerous in this time period. Kagome lay still, keeping her breathing even, as she tried out figure out what was going on. It came back to her in a sudden rush. On impulse she raised a hand to see if her fractured cheek had heeled yet. There were still small lines that had yet to be smoothed over, but other than a little tenderness, it was fine. Her movement awoke her captor. His skin blended in with the darkness around them, even his hair was dimmed, but as they blink open, his eyes blazed bright green. Like shining light through two peridots.

 

His voice rumbled deep in the chest Kagome lay against. “You're awake. How are you feeling?”

 

Kagome pulled out of his grasp and sat up carefully. She replied without emotion. “I'm fine.”

 

He sighed before sitting up and stretching, the large muscles in his arms flexing as he did so. He watched Kagome with lazy eyes. She was scanning the room for her clothes, her eyes lingered on the cave's opening, then continued searching the ground.

 

Kagome found her clothing and boots in a pile near an opening that led deeper into the cave. She stood up, unconcerned by her nudity, and walked to her clothes. She was mindful not to show the pain that her movements caused. She first held up and examined the haori. It had been washed, but the white spots remained. She put her arms through the holes, then wrapped it tight around her body before tying it closed. The skirt was just as bad, she knew that it would stain. She pulled it on and tucked the haori into it. She smoothed the skirt down along her legs, adjusting it so the side slits were even on both sides of her legs. She had gotten the boots made from boar hide, as it would give more protection and comfort to her feet. She pulled them on and wrapped the chords around them that kept them from slipping off. She finger combed her hair and then turned to her keeper, who was now sitting up watching her from his position on the furs.

 

“Do you have need of me?” she asked.

 

He ignored her question in favor of asking his own. “Why did you get dressed?”

 

She stood at attention, completely still. Her answer was one of a servant, nonassertive. “If you don't need me, I am going to Naraku for my next mission.”

 

He summoned her to him with his had. “Come lay with me. Naraku will come to you if he needs you.”

 

Kagome took even steps to him, kneeling by, but not on the pile of furs. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to his body. He held her the way you would hold a child, gently stoking her hair. Kagome immediately tensed up. What the hell was wrong with this guy? First he rapes and humiliates her in front of Naraku's people, and now he wants to play the gentle lover? Something had to be up with him. Somewhere in her mind, it clicked that she still didn't know this youkai's name. She didn't dare ask though.

 

“Why are you so tense my lovely rose? Are you uncomfortable?” He asked, sounding truly concerned.

 

“A bit…” Kagome replied, trying not to offend him.

 

“You'll just have to get use to the contact, as I am your keeper now.” He said it simply as if they were discussing a chance of rain.

 

Kagome wondered just what the job of her keeper entailed. “What do you mean by my keeper?”

 

He looked at her oddly. “Did Hakudoshi not see to your needs?”

 

Well, he had, but not until they were “together”. Before that she had gotten everything she needed herself. She looked at him, a defiant light in her eyes. “I can take care of myself. I do not need to be taken care of.”

 

“Did you not see to his physical needs?”

 

She looked away from him. She replied in a quiet tone. “That was different.”

 

“Did you love him?”

 

Kagome nearly choked on her tongue. She couldn't lie, he would know. But she couldn't just give herself away like that. She was Naraku's executioner, demon slayer. She was not supposed to feel love.

 

“Your silence tells me yes. You will simply have to forget him, because I will not share you.”

 

Kagome looked at him, before roughly removing herself from his embrace. She turned her back to him and walked out of the cave, furious. She was hungry and angry, so she decided she would go hunting. She checked all her weapons, finding them gone. She sighed and turned around to come face to face with her keeper. She took a step back and growled at him viciously. “Where are my weapons?”

 

“You have no need of them.”

 

“The hell I don't! Give them back, I'm going hunting.”

 

“I will go hunt if you are hungry. Do not leave the cave or you will be punished.” The look in his eyes told her that she was treading thin ice as it was.

 

“Go to hell.” She said it halfheartedly as she returned to the cave. She flopped down on the pile of furs, wishing for something to destroy. When he didn't follow her inside, she assumed that he had gone to hunt. She huffed, like she was going to eat anything that he brought. He'd probably poison it. She looked around her prison. Semi round walls and piles of furs, all of them soft. There were two openings that led deeper into what she realized was a mountain. She got up and walked down one of the tunnels. The ground was smooth and well cared for. It ended in a large, well-lit, hot spring. There were small openings that let in light and let out steam. Kagome observed the water, it was the clearest she had seen since being revived.

 

Returning to the main room, she sought out the second tunnel. It led to what amounted to a large closet. It held fur clothing from animals that Kagome knew were not Japanese. He had formal kimonos of varying colors and design. As she went deeper into the room, Kagome realized it was also a treasure room. There was jewelry and gold. He was so wealthy. Kagome had never known. Well he did live in a cave after all.

 

Kagome had never put much value on wealth though, and was unimpressed. She went back to the main room and lounged on the furs.

 

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Months went by and the temperatures began to drop. Kagome had gone back to being cold, silent, and distant. She never let her intentions be known by her keeper. He disturbed her more than Naraku had ever frightened her. She knew almost everything about him, except for his name. He was from a large continent west of Japan. Kagome assumed he meant Africa, but dared not reveal anything about her knowledge. He discussed with her Naraku's plans and current goals. Going beyond the confines of Japan, he had begun conquering East Asia. Her keeper seemed sincere in his intentions to “court” her and that left Kagome in more unease than anything.

 

Kagome felt more and more like a prisoner each day. She was not allowed to leave the boundaries he had set. He left for short periods of time, never leaving her alone for more than half a day. Naraku joined them many nights. They would talk over her, like she was a child and didn't understand their words. She was paranoid all the time. Waiting for him to change personalities, as she called it, and begin his violent assaults. Sometimes, it was triggered by something she said or did, others it just happened. He would daze off and then start yelling at her. They would rut and he'd go back to normal, or as normal as he ever got.

 

Kagome was mulling over her thoughts as Naraku and her keeper discussed business. The current topic having to do with her keeper becoming Naraku's advisor. Kagome was at her keeper's side, legs tucked beneath her and her eyes downcast. Her hair hung heavy down her back, as she was not “allowed” to cut it. It almost dragged on the floor when she walked. Well, she had one up on Kikyo now. She had longer hair than the other priestess had ever had.

 

After possible hours of discussion, Kagome was hard pressed to ignore the beginnings of numbness in her legs. She blamed the kimono she was forced to adorn and the tightness of the obi that bound it. She had often wondered if her keeper had played dress up as a child for he seemed fond of dressing her. The day after arriving at the cave he had come back with armfuls of clothing for her, kimonos mostly.

 

When the numbness became unbearable, Kagome shifted her weight forward some, relieving the pressure. The small movement had two sets of eyes glancing at her. The red set looked amused if not pleased while the bright green ones looked concerned. It appeared genuine. Trying to avoid scrutiny, Kagome lowered her head, trying to appear smaller.

 

“Are you uncomfortable?” that question again… He always asked her that, her answer never changed.

 

“Yes.” She said simply. She was referring to more than just her current sitting position and they both knew it.

 

He waved her away. “You may go ahead to the bathing chamber, I will join you shortly.”

 

Kagome stood. She bowed to them both before entering the tunnel that led to the hot springs. They bathed together every night, they ate together, slept together, they were ALWAYS together. She hated him for it.

 

End of Chapter

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