InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Captured and Trapped ❯ Chapter7 : humans are weak ( Chapter 7 )

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Chapter 7

 

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A few hours later, the DaiYoukai of the West opened slowly his amber pools. As soon as he had been awoken, his senses were in high alert to any danger around. It was just when he was sure that beside him and the human, there wasn't anyone, that he let the world know that he was awaken.

 

When his eyes fell on the little form of the onna that was sharing the cell with him, he saw her still asleep. He could clearly see shivers running her body from time to times. The soil was hard not at all suited for the weak human's body to be comfortable enough to sleep and with the humidity around… The great Sesshomaru sighed inaudibly. With the luck he had these past days, she will fall in illness.

Humans are really pathetic creatures. Sometimes, it's a wonder how their species had survived that long. Really, they are weak minded and have more emotions that they can analyzed and contained which is another mark of their inferiority. They have weak bodies that can break with nothing, are really long to heal when and if they are able to, and fall ill easily. If they don't have weapons with them, they are even more defenseless than a small pup. Their bodies aren't adapted at all to survive in the world. They aren't naturally equipped for defending oneself. No really, it's a miracle that they had survived that long already.

 

With ease, Sesshomaru sat up and looked down at himself. He wasn't bleeding anymore and his injuries were already close up. A few more hours and he would be as good as new. At least, even if his pride wasn't that happy about it, to have left the miko take care of his injuries weren't such a bad idea after all.

 

He got up and walked towards the container of water. At least, he wasn't chained at the wall like a vulgar animal anymore. He could walk around now. He went to take a drink and came back towards the wall he was sitting against to a moment ago.

 

He looked up to watch the strange sheets fitted in the stone wall. He reached up with his one clawed hand but stopped before touching it. He could easily feel the holy powers that were coming from them. The demon Lord of the West was asking himself how someone like Naraku had been able to convince a Miko or a Monk to help and work for him in his crazy plans of his. That was yet another enigma.

 

Sesshomaru was sure that the dark hanyou couldn't have done it by himself. The harnest of holy powers is beyond his reach and highly improbable even for the uncontrollable hanyou. And he was almost as sure that even if he was using the power of the damned jewel shards, he couldn't have created an incarnate able to do that or imitate it either.

 

Where Naraku could have found some human with holy powers crazy enough to work for him? It wasn't making any sense at all for the demon Lord.

 

Sesshomaru was sure that it was a Miko or maybe a Monk, in another word a simple human. A sorceler couldn't have done that even if in a tentative to imitate real holy powers. That was leaving the demon Lord of the West perplexed. And he didn't like when he hadn't the response at his inner interrogations immediately. However, apparently, for this time, he would have all the time needed to resolve this little mystery.

 

Still lost in thoughts, Sesshomaru reached up to his collar thing around his neck. He could feel the youki print faintly in it now and with the putrid smell of the hanyou was still lingering in the air from his last 'visit', he could put two and two together. Naraku was the one who created his piece of metal and had infused his own youki in it.

 

Sesshomaru snarled angrily had having anything with the dark hanyou print on his person and worst, that the hanyou had the powers to restraint someone as powerful as himself. But he was even angrier with himself to not have been able to recognize earlier the disgusting touch, even if it was faint, of one of the two hanyous he hated the most. He tried to smooth his already fragile nerves with the fact that, with the chains around him and the poisons in his bloodstream, he had had been left with close to nothing of his youki powers and that was the only reason why he hadn't been able to detect the traces of Naraku's essence.

 

In another hand, he should have known. Who else than the devious Naraku could have been twisted enough to trap in the same cell a demon Lord and his half-brother's Miko?! It was a bad joke, a torture of new sort that could have been imagined only by the defectious twisted mind of the dark hanyou.

 

Ok, maybe he was over exaggerating. He had to make the young woman some justice even if only in the confine of his mind only. For a human, she had some… acceptable traits. But she had others that are so infuriating that he had to stop himself from pouncing on her, reach with his only clawed hand, a little thanks to the wench, and strangle the life out of her to make his ordeal more supportable. Ok, he wasn't totally honest with himself but the idea had the merit to be seducing. She wasn't that bad and even if that had thrown a serious blow at his precious pride, she had been of some use earlier.

 

He was still looking at the wall and thinking about the Miko made him though back at the aimant strange theory thing she had babbled about earlier. His amber eyes narrowed in slits by his thoughts. He wasn't as stupid and wasn't as gullible as the onna seemed to think. He had detected the change in her scent and had clearly heard the hesitation when she had tried to explain from where her theory was coming from. Some curious `village' and unknown of him…

 

He didn't know what that mean but he will find out when the time come. When some inquiries catch his interest, and there weren't that numerous, Sesshomaru was unable to let it slip. He had to know. It was visceral.

 

Yes, one of the rare `flaws' of the demon Lord of the West was his insatiable curiosity. And from little of what he had been able to glane during the years of their crossing paths in the hunt of the dark hanyou, so was his companion of misfortune.

 

The question was why were they really there exactly, and more important matter, how will they get out? The worst part, the most frustrating part for the demon Lord was that even if he had some clues for the first question, he had no idea and was totally in the dark for the second. That was what was infuriating Sesshomaru to no end. And the worst of the worst part was that he would probably have to work in tandem with the Miko. That wasn't sitting well with the demon Lord at all. A demon Lord of his stature shouldn't have any use of a pathetic weak human.

 

He sat down against the wall anew, pondering of what little things he had in his hands to help him to get the Hell out of this cell. Beside the puppet of Naraku, since the coward of a hanyou would never show his despicable face for real, of that Sesshomaru was sure, there were three youkai. Sesshomaru had extended his aura earlier when he had awakened, but he was unable to `feel' anything outside of this damned cell. And the spell that was working supposedly as an `aimant' as the Miko put it, he hadn't the slightless idea of how it was working. How were they able to activate it each time just a moment before coming in? If he could discover this piece of information, maybe he could be able to find a way to disactivate it or alterate it. So, the next time they would walk in, they would have the surprise of their life, Sesshomaru though evilly, a smirk growing on his usually impassible but angelic face, at the possible blood bath that was playing in his mind.

 

But it will not be easy. Sesshomaru was sure of that point because he hadn't, ever in his life, encounter or heard of this kind of spell mixing youkai and purity magics. The difficult part was that the ones pieces that were on him, he could touch, but he was unable to retire, when he can't even touch, the ones on the wall due to the concentred holy powers in it.

In the case of the Miko, it was the exact opposite.

 

For the moment, Sesshomaru couldn't think of a rapid way to get out. He would have to wait and observe. There must have a flaw in this plan of theirs, there was always one. He couldn't stay indefinitely trapped there when the Western Lands need its protector. He had just to be patient, wait and see.

 

Something was telling him that the human will have an important role in their escape plan.

 

He gazed down at the laying form of the young woman when he detected the change of the rate of her heart's beating. Great, now that she was awakening what will happen? The girl, besides being an `aimant' to problems, had proved to be quite imprevisible for the demon Lord. It was the case since the first time they had came face to face when he went to face his half-breed of brother to seek the Black Pearl, the entry of the Great InuTaisho's grave, deceased Lord of the West, where the Tessaiga had been hidden and was patiently awaiting for its new owner. He should have known that day that something was off about that particular human, other than her clothes. Even more when she was the one to pull out the fang, survived his poison claw attack and gave the precious heirlow to InuYasha.

 

She could appear fearful during battle, even if with a courageous front. But when protecting the members of her pack, the fear literally leave her body, often replaced by anger but bravery too. If someone she cared about was in danger, she could become a dangerous opponent, and the dark hanyou knows that, even the demon Lord himself must admit this fact. She was a real mystery.

 

That was despicable that a simple human female had more honor and intelligence in her weak body that the hanyou who is supposed to have some of his father's blood running his veins. That was the ultim insult for their clan, his clan. Better not going there or the demon Lord would not be responsible of his act.

 

He looked without great interest as Kagome slowly was coming back from dreamland to the hard reality. She groaned pitifully and tried to ease her poor hurting back, making her bones pop. It was making clear that his previous thoughts about how pathetic and weak humans really were been prouved.

 

Vaguely, Sesshomaru though back at the way she had reacted to his beating. Never someone had ever cried for the sake of the cold and distant DaiYoukai. It had left a strange sensation in the hard heart of the demon Lord. If she wasn't human, it could have meant something but it had to be InuYasha's wench of all people!!

 

He saw her slowly sitting up with difficulties, her mind still foggy from her sleep apparently, and rubbing her eyes with her wrists like would a little child. If Sesshomaru wasn't who he was, he would have found it cute.

Apparently, she had forgotten where she was before succumbing to the darkness because she was looking around with a trace of curiosity and confusion at her surrounding before that the reality came back crashing on her like a ton of bricks. Her shoulder dropped instantly. No, it wasn't just a nightmare. During that time, Sesshomaru had stayed put as a statue.

 

Kagome reached up with one of her hands towards her face and winced when entering in contact with the injured flesh of her face. As if she suddenly remembered in what situation she had received those marks, she turned around and came face to face with cold golden eyes. She scanned rapidly his body to see if he was alright when she realized that something was missing. The chains weren't there anymore. Immediately, unease flowed in her veins at the implication that it could be for her. She subconsciently gulped. What will he do to her now that he is free? She thought fearfully.

 

« G-good morning. » She said timidly.

 

But her answer was a more weighting silence. It was unnerving. He was just sitting there and looking at her without even blinking. She decided to try again, fidgeting at the intensity of his bore amber pools on her petite person. She knew now what the gazelle was going through when she came face to face with the lion. An incontrollable shiver ran her spine. It was even more evident for the young woman: Sesshomaru was a predator. Even if she was supposed to be one too in the food chains of life, she was feeling more like an innocent and terrified little mouse right now, a poor pathetically defenseless prey.

 

« Did you sleep a little? How are you? Feeling better? Are all your wounds totally healed already? »

 

Still nothing. That was cratting on Kagome's nerves severely. He wouldn't have to even bat a cil to make her die if he continue with his intense staring like that.

But before she had the time to point out his rude behavior a pain had awoken in her lower region. She passed her hand on her belly and stomach, whimpering.

 

When she looked up, Sesshomaru's gaze was still on her but was flashing with curiosity well hidden in a sea of boredom.

 

« I… » She started but stopped and flushed from embarrassment. That time, the demon Lord's curiosity was picked and raised an eyebrow in silent question. If she was ill, even if when sniffing the air he couldn't detect the traces, she had to tell him. The idea of her putrefying body as companion of cell wasn't that much joyful.

 

« I need to use the bathroom. » She whispered, only slightly audible, even with his accurate ears. The eyebrow went higher signifying clearly that he was puzzled at the sense of her answer.

 

« I need to pee, ok ? » She said more forcefully than necessary. « It's had been close to two days I think that I didn't pee and it's hurt badly. What can I do? » She asked, clearly embarrassed with the situation at hand.

 

« It's not his Sesshomaru problem. Go release yourself. » His baritone voice boomed. He turned his head slightly signaling her dismissing.

 

Kagome was frozen, mortified and pale as linen. Surely, he isn't implying what I think he is. She thought frantically.

 

« I can't pee in front of you! » She all but screamed, not seeing Sesshomaru wincing at the blow at his poor hearing.

 

He started to growl. « Keep your voice low or I will make you… permanently. » He said angrily, resisting the urge to massage his abused appendages.

 

« I-I'm sorry for yelling but I can't do that with you there with me. » She said more quietly.

 

« Then release on yourself. »

 

Kagome knew that she had no choice. She doubted that if she asked nicely to Naraku, he will let her out to avoid this humiliation. She sighed and looked around. There wasn't any place reserved to this usage in this cell with them. But she knew that she had to or she will do very soon where she stood. She looked around then spotted the `perfect' place. She bit her bottom lip anxiously.

 

« Mhm, Sesshomaru…? » She all but whispered. « Can you, can you turn around, please? »

 

He looked back at her, offended and angry that she could imply that he would find any interest at watching her pee. He growled low in the back of his throat, really pissed.

 

Kagome's eyes opened wide. « I didn't mean you will look, it's just… It will help if you could turn around for minute, for my own sake. Please, Sesshomaru. »

 

He looked at her a moment then turned his head in the opposite direction. « Thank you. » Kagome said quietly, knowing that she will not obtain more from the demon Lord.

She installed herself not far away from the water container and did what she had to do. She was glancing furtively from time to time in Sesshomaru direction to reassure herself that he wasn't seeing anything. She had remarked that the container was overflowing and that the water had a little stream that went towards one of the corner of the cell and disappeared underground there. She had though that at least, the smell and her pee will go away with the water. It was at least, a positive point. They didn't know how long they will stay in there and the idea of staying with the odor of ammoniac really long wasn't seducing at all.

 

When she finished, she put her panties back on and her skirt, and went to wash her hand. Then, she went back to sit against the wall, closed to Sesshomaru, but not too much.

 

The silence was really heavy during long minutes, Kagome still embarrassed to have to pee in the same place than The Lord of the West, InuYasha oh so loving big brother. To her surprise, it was the DaiYoukai in question that romped the silence.

 

« `Not even real hanyou'. »

 

« Hm ? » Silently thanking Sesshomaru and all the Kamis possible for his interruption.

 

He growled a little, annoyed to have to explain himself to anyone and worst a human female. « It is what you said about the dark hanyou. »

 

She cocked her head in question, trying to remember when she could have said that sentence. Then it clicked in her mind. « Oh, that. »

 

« Indeed. »

 

But when she still didn't answer his inquiry, he fixed his intense gaze on her person, knowing that she will not resist much longer, having often from what he had collected, difficulties to resist under that kind of pression. She looked at him, fidgeting under his scruting gaze. But she sighed, knowing that he wouldn't let the matter until he had his answer. She didn't particularly wish to speak about that but it will may be proved to the demon Lord that she was more useful even for someone like him, alive than dead. At least, she hoped so.

 

« Ok. » She said resigned. « Do you know how and why InuYasha finished pinned on the sacred tree? »

 

« The dead Miko. » He said, impassible after a second.

 

« Hai, but it isn't all. » Now, the interest of Sesshomaru was picked again. He never knew how exactly his stupid half-brother finished on the tree. He had heard that it was in connexion with the Miko wench. The fact that InuYasha was pinned to a tree by a mortal, even if insulting for his blood line, wasn't what was interesting the Lord of the West. But to hear how really stupid the half-breed is, even if he hadn't any doubt on the matter, and how was enough entertaining to pass time.

 

« When… when Kikyo was alive, fifty and some years ago, she had helped a thief in a cave not a lot away from the village close to what is called now InuYasha's forest. He was badly burned, barely alive. She knew that no one will help him and care for his injuries and people would be angered against her if they knew so she kept it secret for almost everyone. His name was Onigumo.

He was lusting after her but she had gently pushed his advances because of InuYasha. That angered the thief to no end and his jealousy and demense grew, then he had let hundreds of low youkais fuse with his body.

In result, in plus than a new effective body, he was able to take the appearance of others people. So he attacked Kikyo looking as InuYasha and did the same to your brother…er sorry, half-brother.

Kikyo was injured, mortally and she pinned InuYasha at that tree, keeping him between life and death, in her vengeance, using her last forces. »

 

Kagome paused in her story and looked up at Sesshomaru in the eyes after a deep breath and continued. « When the thief had accepted to be devoured away by the low youkais, Onigumo disappeared… and became Naraku. »

 

The young Miko then avoided his inquisitive eyes, not at ease with the subject. A silence fell on them as Sesshomaru was pondering the informations the human just gave him. But something wasn't right.

 

« If he is responsible of her death, why is the undead miko helping the hanyou? » His voice not showing his real interest under his bore tone.

 

Kagome smiled bitterly without looking up. « When she came back in this plan by Urusae magic, she wanted only one thing: kill InuYasha to make him pay for her death.

She didn't believe at first that it wasn't InuYasha who had attacked her all those years ago. Now, she understands but she still wishes to drag your brother in Hell with her.

InuYasha can't seem to see past the old image he had of her of when she was alive. »

 

« And the link with the Jewel. »

 

« I can see the shards. They are calling for me like if they want to be part of me again. Apparently, I was born with the Jewel inside of me, but I had learned of that only at my fifteenth birthday when it was bitten off of my side by a youkai obsessed by its powers. The Jewel had been incinerated with the body of Kikyo when she had died. I'm… I'm Kikyo's reincarnation. If the spell of Urusae had worked in its integrality and I didn't succeed to call back most of my soul, I would be dead by now and Kikyo would be a living human again controlled by the magic of the youkai that had revived her. Right now, Kikyo is able to walk in the living world because she is carrying a part of my soul in her clay body. »

 

She looked at the amber pools of the demon Lord and could clearly see that he had others questions.

« Hm, I'm tired. We will speak of that later if you wish and have others questions. » She whispered softly. It was as if speaking of that had drained the onna. He watched her laying back down on the hard ground and closed her eyes.

 

He had seen that it was a dangerous and dolorous ground for the young woman in the cell, trapped with him. He will let the matter for now, but he will have his answers later. That was really the first time something caught his interest since like forever.

So she is the reincarnation of the walking corpse. How had she reincarnated so rapidly? How did she gain part of this alive version of the Miko she was exactly?

By the hurting look she had when speaking of all of this, there must be something more behind. She didn't want people to know some details about herself. Hn.

 

Sesshomaru was angry with himself to be so curious about the human and his brother life but he couldn't stop himself even if he tried.

 

His half-brother was truely stupid. He was hurting the one who is on his side and would do everything for him for a dead one that had already betrayed him in more than one occasion. Even he could see the deceit in the cold eyes of the undead one and so much life and love to give in the alive one. And he didn't even know everything still.

 

« InuYasha you truely are a fool. »