InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Caged in Her Heart ❯ Ruthless ( Chapter 2 )

Caged in her heart

 

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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and I do not make money out of writing this story. And I don't own Lady Misil either, but she's so amazing.

 

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Summary: Higurashi Kagome, the one who aspires to become Empress, the one all love and fear. She is capable of hurting everyone who stands between her and her goal, but will things stay the same as the Emperor tries to resist her?

 

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A/N:The second chapter. First of all, I wanted to once again explain something: Kagome is the villain, while Renkotsu, Midoriko, Kikyou, andMiroku and his clan are the good guys, despite the fact that Kagome and Inuyasha are the actual protagonists. If it bothers any of you, don't read rather than throwing flames at me for making Kagome so merciless and bloodthirsty.

 

Thank you for the reviews, enjoy the read and please review - it always makes me want to hurry thenextupdate.

 

Onsen = Hot spring

 

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“The traitors are here,” the soldier announced with a heavy voice. “Command, Higurashi-sama!”

 

“Will you interrogate them?” asked another soldier, his dark, narrow eyes regarding her with deep respect.

 

“Does Tachibana-sama know about this?” she asked in a sugary voice, noticing the shivers that enveloped the four soldiers at her nonchalance. But she knew the answer. Every matter related to war or security had to pass through Inuyasha before arriving to her ears.

 

“He does, Higurashi-sama.”

 

“How many traitors are there?” she inquired, picking up a scroll and unfolding the paper so she could sign her approval of the content.

 

“Five, Higurashi-sama,” the first soldier said, “a gang. The leader is among them, as well.”

 

Kagome merely smiled, dragging the brush through ink and completing the document. She then placed her seal on it, so it would be clear that she approved.

 

“Kill them at dawn,” she ordered dispassionately, neither taking her eyes off the paper, nor ceasing her smile. The message was clear: whoever dared betray her would not live to see the fruit of his efforts. She heard the soldiers stutter, clearly surprised by her unexpected command, but they would never dare say anything. Kagome's lips tilted upwards and her eyebrows strategically lifted as if to question their stiffness as she raised her gaze to match their trembling ones.

 

“Is there something you wish to say?” she asked sweetly, revealing her perfect teeth.

 

“N-No. Of course not, Higurashi-san. It shall be done as ordered.”

 

She nodded curtly, before waving them off. “Good, good.”

 

It took perhaps a bit ore than a second until they were out of her hall room.

 

“Cowards,” she whispered in the darkness, “you are all a bunch of cowards.” But they were her people and they could be merciless if she ordered them to be, and that alone made laughter swell inside her chest. Sometimes she found it amusing to see how thousand of men bent to the will of a sole woman. A woman they feared and adored.

 

`Someday, I shall be your Empress,' she thought, unable to contain her excitement. `Soon.'

 

A howl was heard in the distance when another soldier desperately requested an audience. More curious than anything else, she let him in, despite the unusually late hour.

 

“Higurashi-san,” he said, lowering himself to one knee and bowing his head in deference. “I have bad news,” he announced, afraid that she would have his head simply for being the one to carry them if she found them too against her wishes. It was not unheard of.

 

Her face sobered instantly and he took it as a first bad sign. There were many others to come, he was sure. For a second he felt like rubbing his neck in sympathy for what could happen to it. His eyes darted to his right, lingering on the table for a few seconds, where he saw her usual dagger with intricate designs on its handle. He'd seen her use it on people and honestly feared her wrath. Although she was better with the bow and arrows, her talent with a blade could not go unnoticed.

 

However, pleasant eyes held sought his gaze so he hurried to comply. She knew to keep her anger in check until the enemy was at ease enough not to suspect anything. In every aspect, Higurashi Kagome was a dragon.

 

“What is it, Gatenmaru-san?” she asked patiently, but he noticed the subtle way her hand gripped the brush she was holding. She was steeling herself for really bad news, he was sure. Closing his eyes, Gatenmaru took a deep breath then exhaled, frowning. “The Emperor and the head of the Taira clan, Taira Miroku, have deceived some of our guards and went to speak to Fujiwara Ginjiro-sama in hopes to spoil your plans, Higurashi-sama.”

 

Kagome's upper lip was twitching, a perfect eyebrow lifted in surprise. Another sign.

 

“Who are those guards?”

 

He understood the question. Who'd chosen them? This time he was glad he was not the one responsible for choosing such incompetent idiots, but he wondered how she would react at his words. “Soldiers of Tachibana Inuyasha, Higurashi-sama.”

 

She didn't reply, but he sensed her tenseness.

 

“Take me to them,” she ordered, rising from her chair in the middle of the room. She didn't know about the Emperor's plans, but she would not ask a soldier about it. She was Higurashi Kagome. She was supposed to know everything.

 

But no matter. She'd solve this one-time occurrence, even if people had to die for her to make a point.

 

In no time at all they arrived at the General's headquarters, where Inuyasha was interrogating the inept guards. It was clear they would not live, because Tachibana Inuyasha did not let anyone leave his interrogation room alive.

 

“Higurashi-sama,” everyone in the room exclaimed, lowering themselves to their knees and bowing their heads, then waited for her sign to get up.

 

Tachibana Inuyasha was first to speak.

 

“I found those-”

 

“I know,” she interrupted, her curt voice clearly stating her displeasure towards this whole situation. Smiling at the trembling guards in the corner, she walked closer to them, the outer layers of her jÅ«nihitoe touching the ground gracefully. She walked like an Empress.

 

“Mistakes are tolerated,” Kagome told the guards that had messed up, watching them shiver and fidget in sheer fright as she approached them. “To err is human,” she continued, seemingly soothing them, giving them a false sense of safety. “You had no way of knowing. The Emperor can be quite conniving when he really tries.”

 

The guards nodded their heads in desperate agreement, not daring to say a word. However, they did seem relieved when her entire face gave way to a content smile.

 

She spoke like the noblest of women.

 

“Have you never seen the Emperor?” she asked them, appearing simply curious.

 

“Not once, Higurashi-sama.” They shook their heads in unison.

 

Kagome grinned lopsidedly. “There is nothing to fear then. Things like this could happen to anyone.”

 

Walking slowly around them, she continued her comforting speech. The guards never suspected anything, because she carried herself like a goddess.

 

“You only did what you thought was right,” she reasoned in conclusion.

 

In the twinkling of an eye she unsheathed Inuyasha's favorite sword, Tessaiga, and slashed the throat of one of the guards. The others didn't have time to even look appalled, because she repeated the smooth gesture on them, as well, blood painting her delicate clothes and fingers red.

 

Higurashi Kagome was ruthless.

 

“But while under my command, you never do what you want,” she told the lifeless bodies, “you do what I want.” For just an instant her eyes flashed with blatant rage, the sting of being betrayed scratching the walls around them.

 

With an abruptly wide, satisfied smile, she walked back to Inuyasha and unexpectedly pushed her tongue inside his mouth, seeking to dominate him. He let her this time, because he knew she was upset with him. Her free hand tangled in his clothes, bringing him closer as she molded her body to him in front of everyone in the interrogation room. Wooden desks and shelves stood static around them as Kagome moved her lips energetically over Inuyasha's.

 

But he didn't get to enjoy it too much, because he felt his stomach throb with a sudden ache she deliberately caused by shoving the handle of the sword against his armor-covered body.

 

“Never choose your men this carelessly,” she warned, her lips pursed as they glistened with their combined saliva. Even pitiless, Higurashi Kagome was gorgeous.

 

“Understood,” he agreed, willing to go to the end of the world for her.

 

“If the Emperor convinces Fujiwara-san, then-”

 

Inuyasha closed his eyes abruptly, shaking his head. “Don't say it.” He didn't want to hear it, her twisted plan. Maybe it was because he knew too well how her mind worked. That was how he was aware that she'd try and marry into the Fujiwara clan to have her way if necessary. But what she didn't know was that he'd never allow it.

 

“I'll send my men there at once,” he vowed.

 

Her eyes twinkled with mischief. She loved when he took the initiative like this.

 

“Oh?” Puffy lips tilted skywards, parting to unveil slightly gritted teeth. “A quick diversion?”

 

It was otherworldly the way she understood him and read his mind. “Of course” was his grinning answer.

 

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Kikyou didn't like to train to be a priestess. Of course, everyone congratulated and praised her for being so talented, so extremely natural. Her father had felt that since she was not yet married, she might as well become a Priestess until that happened. Of course, it went against her wishes to have more free time to meet with her secret lover, but she simply could not say no to the Emperor, especially when said Emperor was her father.

 

Perhaps her mind was playing tricks on her, but she thought her mother suspected something. Many times she had caught the woman staring without reason and averting her gaze when their eyes met. If that was not suspicious, then Kikyou-Hime honestly did not know what could be.

 

Still, she wouldn't back down. Her relationship with Suikotsu would continue until her last breath was drawn. She swore it.

 

But what if she was pregnant?

 

“You must focus, child,” an old woman's voice reminded her and Kikyou sighed. It seemed she did not have time to think in this place.

 

“I am sorry, I'm not feeling so well.” At least that line always worked.

 

Even if the old priestess was behind her, Kikyou could feel her eyes widen with worry as she heard clothes rustling. To make her point, the princess furrowed her brows as if in pain, touching the back of her hand to her forehead, which was thankfully burning a little.

 

“Let me see,” Kaede, the priestess, demanded, rubbing the young woman's forehead with her wrinkly hand. “You are burning!” she declared, even if it wasn't very serious. Still, she was the princess, so Kami forbid something even quite insignificant ever happened to her.

 

Thankfully, Kikyou's physician was Inoue Suikotsu, her lover.

 

When they reached him, the healer asked Kaede to leave him alone with the princess so they would not be disturbed. Of course, the older woman didn't think anything of it, why would she? As soon as the door closed, Kikyou was flushed against Suikotsu's chest, her heart threatening to thump right out of her chest. These were the situations that left her most breathless. They would sometimes be with each other in public places, such as this room where he worked. There was something exhilarating about the thought of being right under her father's nose and defying him like this. In many ways, she was betraying him.

 

But it didn't matter. Nothing mattered as Suikotsu trailed his tongue all over her body as if he were tracing a war map, the intensity behind his licks leaving both of them craving for more.

 

“So you're not feeling well?” he asked playfully between kisses.

 

“Someday, Kaede is going to doubt my sincerity,” she replied, allowing his touches. It was the third day she'd pretended to be sick so she could see her lover without having to sneak out of the palace or find a safe room where they'd be able to spend a few hours. Sometimes, being a princess was the worst thing for a woman.

 

“No, she's too trusting to think you might be lying.”

 

But that didn't soothe her. It became ever clearer that anyone could begin to get suspicious.

 

“Suikotsu,” she said informally, “my mother keeps staring at me oddly.” She squirmed uncomfortably under his weight, gauging his reaction. Predictably, he didn't say anything. “She might suspect something.”

 

Honestly, he feared that, too, but he wanted to comfort her. “Don't be silly, my love, it's nothing of that sort. You're imagining things.” But he knew she wasn't. It couldn't be much longer until they'd all figure it out, but he wouldn't let her go until then.

 

`I'll never let you go.'

 

Kikyou sighed, closing her eyes peacefully. “I hope you're right, Suikotsu.”

 

`I hope you're right, because I couldn't survive without you.'

 

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Kagome felt like laughing. She couldn't wait to see the Emperor's face. As far as she'd been informed, both the Emperor and the head of the Taira clan were dressed as ordinary people in order to avoid drawing attention to themselves, so how could they ever explain such a thing?

 

`They fear me so…'

 

She reveled in that knowledge. Thinking that others were so afraid of her always brought creepy, but delicious shivers to her whole body. Inuyasha had had an amazing idea: coming to them with the false assumption that there was a spy on the loose, most likely among them was definitely something she'd expected him to come up with. His wit and innovation were two of the qualities that attracted her to him. He was almost as creative and original as she was.

 

“After you, Higurashi-sama,” she heard her precious lover impishly whisper, before he stepped aside to let her lead the way.

 

“Don't fall behind,” she warned playfully, too excited to notice the dozens of reverent nods she received behind her back.

 

Fujiwara Ginjiro's house was almost like a palace in itself. He was perhaps even more famous than the Emperor himself, what with all the people that were under his command, supporting his every political move.

 

But there was the issue about the rumors that disturbed Kagome. People gossiped that Tachibana Inuyasha was son of Fujiwara Ginjiro, and that was unacceptable. To have her Great General under such pressure and constantly in the people's discussions naturally irked her. Granted, his hair was as silver as Fujiwara Ginjiro's, their eyes were the same golden hue and their jaws were equally strong, but that was where the similarity ended. Fujiwara Ginijro was nothing like Inuyasha or his real son, Fujiwara Sesshomaru, for that matter. The striking man was actually quite malleable if you knew him as a friend, albeit fierce to his opponents.

 

In contrast, Inuyasha was always vicious and impulsive, though calculating when he had to. Truth was, he'd be anything for her, Kagome was sure of it.

 

Everyone knew Inuyasha was not the son of Tachibana Takemaru, his mother's husband. She had been with child when they had married and that was a fact. Consequently, Takemaru had never considered him a son or a true heir, always trying to give him a brother or a sister. But seeing as he hadn't managed, he'd reluctantly accepted him as his heir. Izayoi had always tried to protect him from the gossips and the people's evil tongues, but she hadn't managed it.

 

In some ways, Kagome thanked her for that, as twisted as it sounded. Because of this, Inuyasha was now almost as cruel as she was. She was sure he'd bring her to the throne.

 

Upon arrival they requested an urgent audience to Fujiwara Ginjiro and it was unsurprisingly accepted. The soldiers remained outside, while only Kagome, Inuyasha and Gatenmaru entered.

 

The air in the hall room seemed frozen as Kimura Renkotsu, the Emperor dressed as a commoner, met Kagome's triumphant eyes. Smiling wickedly, the devious woman bowed respectfully, pretending not to have noticed the Emperor's unusual clothing.

 

“Kimura-sama,” she intoned self-assuredly, “it is a nice day today, is it not?”

 

His voice quivered for a second, when his loud answer came, “It is.”

 

“How do you do, Taira-sama,” she said to Miroku, bowing to him as well. It was not important that she held more political power than him - she would always act respectful around such people, trying to obtain their vote of confidence.

 

“Higurashi-sama,” he acknowledged with a curt, surprised nod.

 

“What brings you here, Higurashi-san?” the man, Fujiwara Ginjiro, asked in unmasked surprise. Even if it was no novelty, she had to admit that his strangely colored eyes were identical to Inuyasha's.

 

Kagome chose her words carefully, meaning to intimidate the Emperor, who already seemed quite uneasy.

 

“There is a spy we have discovered and we fear it has penetrated your guards, Fujiwara-san,” she said with a calm voice and a slight bow.

 

“Oh?” His eyebrow lifted.

 

Inuyasha was next to speak. “We have discovered five spies among our troops, as well,” he declared, throwing the Emperor a pointed glance. The five traitors had been siding with the Emperor and he made it clear that they were no longer alive. The Imperial General smirked when he saw Renkotsu gulp.

 

“It will not happen again,” Kagome's solemn voice cut the sudden silence. “I can assure you.”

 

“Well then,” Ginjiro interrupted, “who is that spy?”

 

“Gatenmaru-san will recognize him.” Gatenmaru nodded at his superior and proceeded to randomly pick a man out of Fujiwara's guards, knowingly taking him to his pathetic death. Both Kimura Renkotsu and Taira Miroku were aware that this was just a scheme and that the innocent guard would never come back. Sacrifices had to be made to prove one's point, Kagome always said.

 

“If you will excuse us now, Kimura-sama, Taira-sama, Fujiwara-san,” she bowed to each, deliberately being more familiar with the head of the most influential clan, who was smirking almost affectionately.

 

After her departure, Ginjiro was still grinning. “Isn't she a dragoness?”

 

After such a blatant defeat, the Emperor could only nod.

 

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Her laughter was rich in the sheer night. There were few people that knew her like this, and it warmed his cold heart to know he was one of those privileged ones. His lips moved on her shoulder gently, knowing exactly how to entice her. There was nothing about her body he didn't know, and he wondered if any lover she had had before him had ever known her so thoroughly, but he couldn't bring himself to ask.

 

Kagome threw her head back against the warm stone and moaned loudly, tangling her fingers in his silver hair. She liked it better when he kept it free like this; it made him look wilder, more feral.

 

A fresh victory made everything so much sweeter. There was something carnal, frantic in the way he took her every time, as if it were the last time. She was grateful for that, because it made her feel loved, treasured.

 

He never spoke when he took her body; the only thing he went for was the proof of her pleasure, the sound of her moans, her panting - he loved all that. So when his teeth scraped her neck and his tongue darted out to soothe the marks left there, she nearly screamed with pleasure.

 

His body filled hers completely; there was no inch of Kagome that was new to him. Inuyasha kept her mouth busy while his fingers flicked her clit between their bodies. The hot water of the onsen they were bathing in didn't help matters - instead of keeping her wet and ready for him as he knew she was, it washed away her slickness, making it harder for him to please her.

 

The moon offered them protection for the night, shining above their glistening heads as Inuyasha drove faster inside his lover, almost making her hit her head on the rock.

 

“I can't, I-”

 

Her vulnerability humbled him, and he sought to bring it to an end as much as he wanted it to last longer.

 

Higurashi Kagome was not meant to be defenseless.

 

“Don't,” he warned, biting her earlobe harshly, knowing how much it turned her on when pain blended with pleasure. “Let go.” His words came as a whisper that caressed her skin sensually and Kagome wrapped her legs tighter around him, letting him take control for once. He was a monster at this, and she loved being ravaged by him.

 

As soon as he felt her give herself entirely to him a smirk pulled at his lips, leaving his whole soul exposed to a darker, untamed side of him that screamed for power. In an instant, he started thrusting inside her with such force that she would surely end up bruised, but neither cared about his bites, his harsh licks, the unyielding way he nibbled at her almost sore nipples. He took pleasure and gave back pleasure, gave her pain, mixed them both into something so delicious that made her head spin enticingly.

 

Her breath was hazardously labored when she reached her peak, dragging Inuyasha stumbling after her, both howling their releases into the mysterious night. Wolves howled back at them in the distance, signaling their approval of this ethereal union that had their hearts racing inside their chests.

 

She meant to thank him for such an incredible experience, but no sound could leave her lips. Instead, she smirked proudly when he nibbled her bottom lip tiredly. Kagome understood. There were no words needed between them.