InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bravery Without Love ❯ Cage of Riches ( Chapter 1 )

Cage of Riches

She tugged at the beautiful finery she wore. Silks, satins, and velvets that caressed her skin,

yet at the same time made her a prisoner. The cloth acted as a constant reminder of who's

palace she was living in. That anywhere she went, she would be recognized for who she was.

That whoever looked upon her would know immediately who she belonged to. Who her

owner....her master was. Which resulted in endless hours of endless reminders. And today

was just another day of slavery in the hands of not ruffians or brigands, but of the most

powerful ruler of the land. A man who's very presence stank of evil and hatred. She was

chained down by gently whispered threats and smooth gestures. The life fit for the soon to be

bride of Naraku, sadistic ruler of the feudal lands. She hated it. Every bit of her richly

furnished room shouted a cruel cage built just for her. From the Grecian coaches to the

damask curtained bed, it was all a cage to her very soul. She knew what the future would be

for her. She knew she had been sold off like some horse. And she knew that she had only two

weeks left to live.

"Kagome-sama." her maid said softly.

"I'm sorry Sango, I wasn't listening."

"It's time for your harp lesson."

Kagome got up and neatly slid her book back into it's place in the ebony carved shelves. For

just an hour, she had lost herself in the free and imaginative worlds in her books. Free from

the dread that sank into every part of her. And free from the hanging anticipation of him.

Someone knocked on the door three times and she held her breath for the person coming in.

But she let out a sigh of relief when it was just her harp teacher, looking overly frightened as

usual. Kagome bowed deeply to the man when he came in. He was an aged man who looked

like he had seen too much and had felt little peace. But his eyes were kind despite his stiff

manners. Which meant...that he would be executed in a few days for seeming too kindly. And

then there would be the hassle to find another harp master to teach her. And so the vicious

cycle would repeat itself until they find a new, cruel harp master who would teach with a

heavy hand. Of course, she would never be physically harmed, being that she would be

married soon....only mentally harmed. With biting looks, caustic tones, and harsh words that

struck her deep inside. She struggled daily to keep her emotionless facade on. But have you

ever been told that you are the most wretched and the most ugly creature around without a

sound being made? Have you ever felt eyes that burned your mind with it's hostility? And

words that felt like every bone in your body was shattering? That timeless quote, 'Sticks and

stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me'? It seemed that even timeless

quotes could be wrong. That even something that seemed so right in the eyes of others, could

be wrong in hers. Nobody could fully understand the pain she was going through at the

moment. The agony of knowing that only she knew. Only she knew why she was being wed.

While the kingdom was being fed lies, she was being forced to swallow the truth. She

mechanically sat before the harp and began to warm up with simple songs. Which then grew

more and more complicated as her harp instructor looked on.

"Beautiful, Kagome. Your talent is one of the few I have ever seen. I'd say just a few more

months of learning and you could achieve master status. But....you never play with emotion,

with your heart."

"Sensei, there is no need to play with the heart. Emotions are not necessary to be great, to be

the best."

"So you say, but it is only when you feel great emotion that you can achieve great things."

"Sensei, I believe you are incorrect." Kagome said, her monotonous voice disgusting even

herself. But she didn't show it. She mustn't, for there were ears and eyes in every part of her

room. Her teacher would be sentenced to death by tomorrow, or even tonight if Naraku

hears of it. The lesson was soon over and the harp master was led out of her quarters by

ruthless looking youkai that grinned with sharp teeth. He looked nervously at them as he was

led out and the door was quietly shut closed. Sango began to prepare for her bath as Kagome

began to put away her harp. As she slipped off her clothes she could feel the eyes on her. On

her body. But it was something she had to bear, however ashamed she was. Sango opened the

bathroom door for her and closed it after Kagome walked in. She was forbidden to wear any

clothes in the bathroom, for fear of holding a knife and killing herself where there were no

watching eyes. And so the longing to escape grew with each passing day. With each passing

thought that wondered what the world beyond hers was like. A world with no fear. A world

where she could be brave and do as she pleased. A world full of emotion when there was none

in hers.

*Just a short prologue as I said. But I will develop the story more. And this will be a Sesshoumaru/Kagome fic. And don't worry peeps, she'll escape soon from the evil clutches of that monster Naraku. But please review and tell me how you think of it so far.