InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cursed ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Vague86 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Adventure / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.05.2007 | Updated On: 07.05.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 441 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Adventure / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.05.2007 | Updated On: 07.05.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 441 | Status: Work In Progress
She just sat there looking shocked. This was unexpected, unlike anything she had ever experienced. “This is a bad dream. This is a bad dream,” she said hysterically and stood up. “I don't even sound like me.” It sounded remarkably like a whine and she blushed.
Looking down again, she hoped to see that maybe it had all been a weird nightmare, but they were sill there. Strangely her clothing had changed also. She was now in tight form fitting dress that reached mid thighs. The arms of her dress, tightened to gradually broaden starting at her elbows. The silk of it felt nice over her skin and she had to admire the style of the forest spirit. “She must be a woman,” Sesshomaru decided.
With eyes clenched tight, she placed delicate hands on her breasts and gasped. They were real after all. She felt a heated blush touch her pale face. If she was able to see herself she would realise that she was truly a beauty.
She took a step and tripped, falling to her knees, she cried out in pain. Squeezing back the tears that threatened to come forward as she felt the heated burn in her palms and knees. Sitting on the grass, she inspected the wounds and marvelled at how tiny they really were. She had gotten way worst wounds than that yet they seem to skin so much. [I]It must be the frailty of a human body[/I] He refused to dwell on the fact that not only had he turned into a human teenage female, but he was also a klutz, as he had fallen twice within as many minutes.
Taking everything in strive, she began planning what she would do now. She was the lord—mistress of the Western Lands and in this vulnerable state, and she wasn't going to pretend, she was vulnerable. She needed to come up with a plan to fix the problem
Not dallying, she began a brisk pace through the wood. Evening wasn't for a little while yet. At least two hours and she wanted to be on her way to finding shelter before then. Also she had begun to notice how creepy the forests were.
[I]Creak[/I] she heard and bolted in fear, her heart pounded a mile a second as she crashed through the forests in utter fear. Again she thanked her tormentor that they had spared her company on this particular trip, as it was humiliating. Unknown to her, she barrelled straight into the settlement of some mercenaries.
--
Madly dashing through the forests in a terror-filled fright, the young woman found herself falling over as she came into contact with an armour clad body. Surprise registered for a moment before she was once again becoming acquainted with the ground.
“Well lookie here,” a rough voice said, gaining the attentions of those within the camp sight. Her eyes grew as she saw five men surround her fallen being. Standing with a confidence borne of years of combat, she grew her sword… only to find that the Tokijin was no longer with her, neither was the Tensaiga. She felt angered as she realised that the forest witch had taken away her swords. Determination shone brightly within her as she faced her closing attackers to be. It was obvious what they were thinking.
Laughter ran through the group as the watched the young maiden put her hands up to fight them off. It was funny. That such a beauty expected to wad them off was preposterous. A few of the men fell over in their laughter holding their sides as it became painful to breathe.
Sesshomaru had never felt such humiliation as he did at that moment. He would have preferred the beating than the laughter that he was subject to at that moment and his true helplessness settled in then. With a frustrated scream, the female did the only thing that registered to her and with a power which came from her desperation, her shin met with soft male flesh of the closest man in her presence.
A satisfied “humph” left her lips as she watched him fall to the ground, writhing in pain. “How pathetic. A little tap and you're crying like a baby,” she said, only to cry out herself as another of the men back handed her, sending her sprawling upon the leaves. Face red, clothing dirtied; she gave them a defiant look, before spitting out blood from having bitten her tongue.
“Tie the little bitch up,” the still groaning man said. The others hurried to do as he had asked and with none to gentle hands, she found herself trussed up like a pig on the way to market.
“So boss, what do we do with her?” one of the men asked.
“Can we keep her? A feisty one like that could give us a nice ride for many of those cold nights. As long as she was tied up that is.” This was followed by many jeers and appreciative catcalls as multiple burning eyes landed on her exposed flesh. Suddenly she wanted to curse the forest spirit for such revealing apparel.
“Fools!” the leader said loudly, effectively silencing them. “Look at her. That face, her hair. Her clothing is the finest silk I have ever seen. She is obviously royalty or at least from a wealthy family. We can use any little bitch that comes our way. But with this one,” he walked up to Sesshomaru and then stooped to peer into her golden eyes. Taking her chin in his hands, he roughly turned her face from side to side to inspect it. “Yes she is a fine specimen. We will sell her as a slave instead and let some rich nobleman get the honour of riding her till she's finely stretched and no longer pretty. In the meantime, we will walk away with a fine treasure in riches.”
They all shouted in excitement at the picture it brought to mind. Such money was not something they had ever had the pleasure of seeing. They huddled together talking about what they would do with their money and it sickened Sesshomaru.
[i]On the moonless night, the forest will be destroyed. This I swear,[/i]
She sat there cold, dirty and uncomfortable as they ate and forgot all about her. Ignoring the rumbling of her stomach, the princess closed her eyes and prayed for it all to be a dream. But she knew deep down that it was not. It was most definitely not.
--
With a groan of pain, she opened her eyes to face the hair roughen face of the leader as he shook her awake. “Get up wench,” he said with impatience. With a tiny whimper she shied away from his rough hands on her sensitive skin. Her back ached from the uncomfortable position and she had lost feeling in her legs. All she wanted was to be her normal male [i]youkai[/i] self again but that was not going to happen until she learned some lesson or the other.
“Don't touch me you creep,” she shouted, only to groan as he roughly lifted her up over his shoulder.
“For that you will be going without breakfast today you little bitch,” and he threw her uncaringly into their cart. Entering with her, he gagged her before getting out and calling the others to have some fast breakfast before they were to leave for the town of nearest rich lord.
Tired, hungry and in pain, Sesshomaru huddled against a corner of the cart to escape the bumping that jolted her tied hands together. With a sigh she rested her head against the wall and waited. She could hear her captors talking, singing, or just matching on. At some point they stopped for food and again they gave her none.
With a tired sigh, she tried to ignore the pained rumbling of her stomach as the unending match went on. They had no care for human etiquette or grooming and by the third day, the princess felt dirty and she could smell it also. With disgust, she held onto her stomach in an attempt to push the need to urinate away. This was to no avail. With a moan, she felt the pressure grow until it was pain and she just wanted to be in her nice warm bed in her castle.
On the fourth day, there was a minor commotion outside and the princess felt her heart spike with mild hope. In the days of travelling they had yet to meet up with anyone and each day had brought with it mounting disappointment.
“Hey! Let her go!” she heard and her heart jumped. Someone knew that she was here and they were trying to save her. Trying to lift her weak muscles she was thrown against the wall as the cart door opened and another girl was thrown in before the vehicle took on a blind dash down the road.
Slamming her head against the wall, Sesshomaru lost consciousness…
--
Opening her eyes, she came into contact with startling green eyes of a young girl. She knew her. It was that girl who travelled with her brother. Her body froze. That must mean that her brother was near by…
“Hey Kagome, is she alright?” Inuyasha asked.
“I think so. She's coming to.”
“Good cause we don't got all day to laze around. We're supposed to be going somewhere remember?”
Inuyasha?” he heard and he knew immediately what was coming. “Sit you jerk!” with a groan he plummeted to the ground ands bemoaned his fate. “Ignore him. He's really not all that bad. Sometimes though he can be insensitive.” She said to the young woman looking up at her.
“My name is Kagome and don't worry. Those men are gone now and you can go home. Can you speak?” just then Sesshomaru's stomach growled and a blush touched her face.
Miroku laughed heartily at that and moved to give hr some of their reserves, in the process his hands found itself on her thighs, stroking the firm muscle as he said. “Don't worry young maiden. We have enough here so you can e—” the rest of his sentence was lost as Sesshomaru realised that she had more strength than she had assumed from her lack of nourishment and slapped him mightily across the face
He fell to the ground with a dizzied look upon his face. Kagome smiled as she looked at the monk. “Oh right, be weary of the lecher's wandering right hand,”
They all sat quietly as Sesshomaru ate. Even in her hunger she took her time and they marveled at the graceful way she handled her meal. The men were riveted and the women were enchanted. Before long the meal was over and Sesshomaru found herself looking up into expecting faces.
“So…” the always impatient Inuyasha asked.
“I would tell you but you wouldn't believe me.”
“I promise we will,” Kagome said earnestly. She wanted to help the young woman.
“All right. My name is Sesshomaru.” She said simply and could have laughed at the looks on their faces had the gravity of the situation been any less.
Looking down again, she hoped to see that maybe it had all been a weird nightmare, but they were sill there. Strangely her clothing had changed also. She was now in tight form fitting dress that reached mid thighs. The arms of her dress, tightened to gradually broaden starting at her elbows. The silk of it felt nice over her skin and she had to admire the style of the forest spirit. “She must be a woman,” Sesshomaru decided.
With eyes clenched tight, she placed delicate hands on her breasts and gasped. They were real after all. She felt a heated blush touch her pale face. If she was able to see herself she would realise that she was truly a beauty.
She took a step and tripped, falling to her knees, she cried out in pain. Squeezing back the tears that threatened to come forward as she felt the heated burn in her palms and knees. Sitting on the grass, she inspected the wounds and marvelled at how tiny they really were. She had gotten way worst wounds than that yet they seem to skin so much. [I]It must be the frailty of a human body[/I] He refused to dwell on the fact that not only had he turned into a human teenage female, but he was also a klutz, as he had fallen twice within as many minutes.
Taking everything in strive, she began planning what she would do now. She was the lord—mistress of the Western Lands and in this vulnerable state, and she wasn't going to pretend, she was vulnerable. She needed to come up with a plan to fix the problem
Not dallying, she began a brisk pace through the wood. Evening wasn't for a little while yet. At least two hours and she wanted to be on her way to finding shelter before then. Also she had begun to notice how creepy the forests were.
[I]Creak[/I] she heard and bolted in fear, her heart pounded a mile a second as she crashed through the forests in utter fear. Again she thanked her tormentor that they had spared her company on this particular trip, as it was humiliating. Unknown to her, she barrelled straight into the settlement of some mercenaries.
--
Madly dashing through the forests in a terror-filled fright, the young woman found herself falling over as she came into contact with an armour clad body. Surprise registered for a moment before she was once again becoming acquainted with the ground.
“Well lookie here,” a rough voice said, gaining the attentions of those within the camp sight. Her eyes grew as she saw five men surround her fallen being. Standing with a confidence borne of years of combat, she grew her sword… only to find that the Tokijin was no longer with her, neither was the Tensaiga. She felt angered as she realised that the forest witch had taken away her swords. Determination shone brightly within her as she faced her closing attackers to be. It was obvious what they were thinking.
Laughter ran through the group as the watched the young maiden put her hands up to fight them off. It was funny. That such a beauty expected to wad them off was preposterous. A few of the men fell over in their laughter holding their sides as it became painful to breathe.
Sesshomaru had never felt such humiliation as he did at that moment. He would have preferred the beating than the laughter that he was subject to at that moment and his true helplessness settled in then. With a frustrated scream, the female did the only thing that registered to her and with a power which came from her desperation, her shin met with soft male flesh of the closest man in her presence.
A satisfied “humph” left her lips as she watched him fall to the ground, writhing in pain. “How pathetic. A little tap and you're crying like a baby,” she said, only to cry out herself as another of the men back handed her, sending her sprawling upon the leaves. Face red, clothing dirtied; she gave them a defiant look, before spitting out blood from having bitten her tongue.
“Tie the little bitch up,” the still groaning man said. The others hurried to do as he had asked and with none to gentle hands, she found herself trussed up like a pig on the way to market.
“So boss, what do we do with her?” one of the men asked.
“Can we keep her? A feisty one like that could give us a nice ride for many of those cold nights. As long as she was tied up that is.” This was followed by many jeers and appreciative catcalls as multiple burning eyes landed on her exposed flesh. Suddenly she wanted to curse the forest spirit for such revealing apparel.
“Fools!” the leader said loudly, effectively silencing them. “Look at her. That face, her hair. Her clothing is the finest silk I have ever seen. She is obviously royalty or at least from a wealthy family. We can use any little bitch that comes our way. But with this one,” he walked up to Sesshomaru and then stooped to peer into her golden eyes. Taking her chin in his hands, he roughly turned her face from side to side to inspect it. “Yes she is a fine specimen. We will sell her as a slave instead and let some rich nobleman get the honour of riding her till she's finely stretched and no longer pretty. In the meantime, we will walk away with a fine treasure in riches.”
They all shouted in excitement at the picture it brought to mind. Such money was not something they had ever had the pleasure of seeing. They huddled together talking about what they would do with their money and it sickened Sesshomaru.
[i]On the moonless night, the forest will be destroyed. This I swear,[/i]
She sat there cold, dirty and uncomfortable as they ate and forgot all about her. Ignoring the rumbling of her stomach, the princess closed her eyes and prayed for it all to be a dream. But she knew deep down that it was not. It was most definitely not.
--
With a groan of pain, she opened her eyes to face the hair roughen face of the leader as he shook her awake. “Get up wench,” he said with impatience. With a tiny whimper she shied away from his rough hands on her sensitive skin. Her back ached from the uncomfortable position and she had lost feeling in her legs. All she wanted was to be her normal male [i]youkai[/i] self again but that was not going to happen until she learned some lesson or the other.
“Don't touch me you creep,” she shouted, only to groan as he roughly lifted her up over his shoulder.
“For that you will be going without breakfast today you little bitch,” and he threw her uncaringly into their cart. Entering with her, he gagged her before getting out and calling the others to have some fast breakfast before they were to leave for the town of nearest rich lord.
Tired, hungry and in pain, Sesshomaru huddled against a corner of the cart to escape the bumping that jolted her tied hands together. With a sigh she rested her head against the wall and waited. She could hear her captors talking, singing, or just matching on. At some point they stopped for food and again they gave her none.
With a tired sigh, she tried to ignore the pained rumbling of her stomach as the unending match went on. They had no care for human etiquette or grooming and by the third day, the princess felt dirty and she could smell it also. With disgust, she held onto her stomach in an attempt to push the need to urinate away. This was to no avail. With a moan, she felt the pressure grow until it was pain and she just wanted to be in her nice warm bed in her castle.
On the fourth day, there was a minor commotion outside and the princess felt her heart spike with mild hope. In the days of travelling they had yet to meet up with anyone and each day had brought with it mounting disappointment.
“Hey! Let her go!” she heard and her heart jumped. Someone knew that she was here and they were trying to save her. Trying to lift her weak muscles she was thrown against the wall as the cart door opened and another girl was thrown in before the vehicle took on a blind dash down the road.
Slamming her head against the wall, Sesshomaru lost consciousness…
--
Opening her eyes, she came into contact with startling green eyes of a young girl. She knew her. It was that girl who travelled with her brother. Her body froze. That must mean that her brother was near by…
“Hey Kagome, is she alright?” Inuyasha asked.
“I think so. She's coming to.”
“Good cause we don't got all day to laze around. We're supposed to be going somewhere remember?”
Inuyasha?” he heard and he knew immediately what was coming. “Sit you jerk!” with a groan he plummeted to the ground ands bemoaned his fate. “Ignore him. He's really not all that bad. Sometimes though he can be insensitive.” She said to the young woman looking up at her.
“My name is Kagome and don't worry. Those men are gone now and you can go home. Can you speak?” just then Sesshomaru's stomach growled and a blush touched her face.
Miroku laughed heartily at that and moved to give hr some of their reserves, in the process his hands found itself on her thighs, stroking the firm muscle as he said. “Don't worry young maiden. We have enough here so you can e—” the rest of his sentence was lost as Sesshomaru realised that she had more strength than she had assumed from her lack of nourishment and slapped him mightily across the face
He fell to the ground with a dizzied look upon his face. Kagome smiled as she looked at the monk. “Oh right, be weary of the lecher's wandering right hand,”
They all sat quietly as Sesshomaru ate. Even in her hunger she took her time and they marveled at the graceful way she handled her meal. The men were riveted and the women were enchanted. Before long the meal was over and Sesshomaru found herself looking up into expecting faces.
“So…” the always impatient Inuyasha asked.
“I would tell you but you wouldn't believe me.”
“I promise we will,” Kagome said earnestly. She wanted to help the young woman.
“All right. My name is Sesshomaru.” She said simply and could have laughed at the looks on their faces had the gravity of the situation been any less.
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