InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Decrepit ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

 

Title: Decipit

 

Author: Anonymous Fangirl

 

Summary: Because there is no other option. . . (Sesshoumaru x Kagome)

 

Rating: Mature for sex, angst (yes, I can actually rate it M for angst), and rape. There's a lot of that in this story. Sort of. It's still rape. It is definitely not for some people, so if you have a quesy stomach or are adverse to horrible situations, this fanfic is not for you. Sorry. I promise I'll write a Kindergarten fluffy- towel type one for you guys soon, `kay?

 

Genre: Romance Angst. But mostly angst

 

Etc: Why would I write something like this? Because I have no other option.

 

 

 

Chapter Two

 

 

 

I hate you.

 

The words came so easily to her mind, yet when she tried to utter them out loud, she would lose her nerve. But then, that was just her.

 

He wanted her with every fiber of his being. He took her that first night five times. The first two to get her out of his system, the last three because this time he was the one with no other option. It was a sick, strange cycle in which every time he took her, he needed more. He was an addict, he knew, and she was the poison and the antidote.

 

They didn't talk much- him, because it wasn't in his nature, her, because she didn't know what one said to their masters, and there was no question as to who he was. He dominated her in every way, shape, and form. . . and she was just the one who caved in.

 

Which was exactly why, she supposed, it had surprised them both when he was the first to break the horrid silence.

 

“Are you hungry?” He had asked her.

 

She shook her head, though she knew that she was. She was used to eating three meals a day, and she hadn't eaten in nearly twenty four hours. She knew, if she said yes, he would have stopped the small procession and allowed her to eat from the bag that rested on Ah-Uh's back . . . but she also knew that if she had said yes, he woul have taken it as a sign of weakness on her behalf. Oh no, she wasn't stopping to eat. Not until he did.

But of course he wouldn't have taken it as a sign of weakness. He knew she was human. . . he cursed the very fact. And he knew that, as a human, she would require a softer treatment than he would. And not only was she human. . . she was a female. He knew that if he wanted to keep her for a good number of years, he would have to take good care of her.

 

If he woud have told her that, she would have been offended, but she wouldn't have said anything. She had learned her place early on, and knew that if she tried to rebel, she wouldn't be sacrificing her own life. . .

 

She would be sacrificing her friend's lives.

 

She knew that he was granting er a favor. A gift, perhaps, for his new mistress. She knew that if he had really wanted to, he would have killed them all anyways and still have taken her for himself. He had granted her an enormoud favor, and she knew that her disobedience would immediately end his good graces.

 

Which was not something she could afford to happen any time soon.

 

Kagome gripped her stomach in shame when it growled hungerily.

 

Sesshoumaru stopped immediately, picking her up easily and placing her on Ah-Uh's back. “Eat.” He demanded, shoving her back pack under her nose with a snarl.

 

Kagome shook her head and glared at him. “I already told you, I am not hungry.”

 

Sesshoumaru growled. “Your body tells me otherwise, and in the past, you have been known to lie to me. Eat.” He commanded.

 

“ I'm not hungry.” Kagome insisted, thought her body craved the nurishment he offered. But she refused. If she accepted this from him, then soon she would begin to accept other things. . . and she knew better than to accept anything from this man.

 

“Then I shall make you eat.” Sesshoumaru informed her as he reached in to her back pack and found what he had been searching for- a small, oddly wrapped bar of grains that he had seen her eat once before- a granola bar, he belived she called it. Quickly, he tore the wrapper and bite off a piece. Before Kagome realized what he was doing, Sesshoumaru's mouth had descended upon hers and he had transferred the food from his mouth to hers.

 

He retreated as soon as the task was done. Kagome made a move to spit out the granola bar, but at the searing look Sesshoumaru gave her, she thought better of it. Taking it quickly, she chewed and swallowed the rest of the bar and moved to jump off of the back of the dragon.

 

But Sesshoumaru wouldn't let her do that.

 

“Let me pass, Lord Sesshoumaru.” She commanded quietly in a voice fit for a queen.

 

Her words went unheard by Sesshoumaru. “You are so beautiful.” He said after a long moment. Reaching up, he captured a single strand of her hair and held it to the moonlight. “So very, very beautiful.” Leaning in, he kissed the silky smooth strand before moving in closer.

 

He trailed thin lipped kisses down her neck, tasting and savoring in a silent hell. What right did the gods have to make her so perfect? What right did they have to not give her to him? Why did he have to always force her to come to him?

 

If only he knew. . .

 

Kagome bit back a moan under his administrations. If only he knew that he had only to ask her to come to him, she would. She couldn't help it. . . didn' want to stop it. If he asked her too, she would come to him on hand and knee, begging for him. If he left her be, she would follow him silently. She hated him so very much.

 

But then, she hated him because in reality. . .

 

. . . she couldn't help loving him.

 

Sesshoumaru ceased when he felt her go stiff beneath him. Glancing up at her, he saw a cold look upon her face, and he knew that once again, he was losing her.

 

Backing away quietly, he grabbed the reins of Ah-Uh and lead them after him, Kagome still perched royally upon his back.

 

“Why do you always come for me?” She asked after a long moment.

 

“Why do you care to know?” Was his response.

 

“For the same reason as everything else.” She muttered, staring off in to the distance. But secretly, she was watching him.

 

“And what reason is that, Kagome?”

 

Of course she wouldn't tell him that it was because she couldn't help it.

 

 

“Would you like to hear a story?” He asked her when the silence wore on too long for his tastes.

 

Kagome shrugged. “Sure.” She answered and examined her fingernails in fake boredom.

 

“Once upon a time there was a Lady who was so beautiful that men would give their very lives for her.” Sesshoumaru smiled softly, as if nostalgic. “Yes. . . they would give anything. . . for her. . .”