InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Ever After ❯ Chapter 9

Author Notes: Hey I am back again with a brand new chapter. However I am afraid I am still unable to type but thanks to ‘Mi (my sis) you people will not have to wait. Ayways, I would like to tell you one thing, I have finally managed to get my sis to type a new chapter on lost hopes. It’ll be up soon, so keep your eyes open.

And finally I would liked to thanks the reviewers. You guys rock! And my betas Linda and Mollie. What would I do without you guys and of course my sis. Poor thing is doing a lot of work and since she is the one typing I cannot miss mentioning her. *winks*

Chapter 9

“Lord Sesshoumaru, oh Lord Sesshomaruuuuuu,” Lady Takehiko called out for the umpteenth time, as she gently skipped down the front steps of the castle, a frown stretched on her lovely face. The past few days had been a disaster. Here she had thought that she would have no problem ensnaring the lord’s mind and soul with her beauty and charm, but all her tactics were in vain. It seemed the daiyoukai had been living in a world of his own. True, he would accompany her every morning to visit the world outside the castle and keep her company during most of the waking hours, have meals together, but all the while he rarely paid true attention to her, his mind wandering somewhere, seemingly lost in deep thoughts. If she weren’t so informed of the lord, she would assume that he was suffering from love sickness.

She had tried all her tactics of seducing the lord, giving him ‘accidental’ peeks at the her most private parts, clinging to him like a leech, flaunting her beauty in every she could, but Sesshoumaru didn’t even bat an eyelash at her. Moreover he seemed to disappear suddenly and entirely going god knows where and never apologising for it. It was almost a week and she was beyond frustrated. She only had two more days in her disposition and wanted to use them wisely, so that the next time she was back she could stay here forever.

“Umm… how about, I never have to leave. If I can just convince lord Sesshoumaru to mate with me….” A smile formed on her lips as she stood, daydreaming in the gardens. “Well that’s not a very difficult task. He is stubborn, but I am not giving up that easily. He is going to be mine.” the thin lips stretched in a wicked smile. “With my beauty, I can surely lure him in. But first, I have to find him. Oh Lord Sesshoumaru, where are you my lord?”

‘Or should I say, mate,’ she giggled to herself, continuing her search

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Sesshoumaru sighed in relief as he heard the rather obnoxious voice move away from the position he had hidden himself, before he turned to the direction of the childish laughter. He watched Rin play in the garden along with Miroku, enjoying her first break of the day. They rolled on the ground, chased each other, laughed and enjoyed themselves, while Jaken stood watching them from a distance grumbling insistently under his breath. Miroku grinned widely, joking with the child relentlessly, as they moved to gather flowers. They huddled together conspiring ways to torture the toad servant with Rin giggling away merrily.

Sesshoumaru sighed unconsciously, to any normal eye they would seem to be having fun, however, when one such as his penetrating intelligence looked closely, they would find the smiles did not quite reach the monk’s eyes. No, it bore a hollow, empty look; devoid of emotions, the smile was faked and the joy was false. His inu youkai senses and the slight burning of the hidden marks on his shoulder informed him that his ‘mate’ was suffering greatly. He was slowly withering away from the inside. The youkai instinct called out to the lord to just run out of his hiding place and comfort him, and to complete the ritual. To give into the unbound pleasure and take the boy in his arms, to make him his forever; yet, he resisted. The daiyoukai was too stubborn for his own good. He would die before submitting to his instincts. He had sworn that he would never follow his father’s footsteps. Thus, in spite of the hidden feelings of love for the monk deep inside his heart, he restricted himself from any contact with the human. But he couldn’t stop himself from watching them silently from the shadows.

He had tried vehemently to get rid of his thoughts of the boy, to hate him and to throw him away, but he failed miserably. He was doomed; he had fallen in love, rather hopelessly at that. Even though angered that he was taken against his wishes and mated; yet he couldn’t deny that somewhere he welcomed the peace and safety that came along with the binding, the feeling only possible when a mate is loved and cherished by the other. The icy barrier he had worked so hard for years to build around his heart was melting. The moment spent together with Miroku, as they joined in the act of pleasure and binding haunted his nights and almost every waking moment and he was drowning. He wanted the boy, he needed the monk and his mischievous smile, even his lecherous habit and that gorgeous body whose need made him writhe in his bed at the dead of the night. He was growing weaker, he had even gone against his sane desires and tried to hear the boy’s thoughts, but was stunned to not find any. It was as if the boy was becoming a shell, simply doing his duty, a mere mindless zombie. The Western Lord was beginning to get worried, why? He himself didn’t know..…

“Oh, Lord Sesshoumaru!”

‘Damn,’ he growled silently. This woman was relentless. He peeked out of his hiding place to see her coming in his direction and groaned uncharacteristically. This was not good, he didn’t want to be found in his position, so he suppressed his anger and disappointment, letting his usual calm and severe constraint, to hide his true emotions and emerged out of his hiding area, making his way quickly to the grinning demoness, who had spotted him from a distance.

“Oh Sesshy-sama. Where have you been?” She pouted, as she latched herself to his right hand. “I have been searching for you for so long.”

“I was just taking a walk.” He answered simply, glaring at the lady sideways. ‘Worthless bitch.’ But she seemed not to notice, as she clung to him more tightly.

“You could have told me, I would have joined you. It would be have been fun,” Sesshoumaru chose to remain silent however his mind was not. ‘Damn bitch, this Sesshoumaru simply wished to be away from your annoying presence and she thinks I would let her accompany me,’ perhaps some of his discomfort managed to leak onto his face for the next thing he knew the panther demoness was looking up at him with a pout on her face.

“You don’t like me lord Sesshoumaru?” She whined, her eyes filling with false tears.

Sesshoumaru sighed, this was definitely tiring. “No my lady, it was never my intention to hurt your feelings.” He said with his usual charm, but inside he was aching to sink his claws into her flesh. This was getting on his nerves.

“Then why don’t we arrange for a picnic in the garden, my lord?” Takehiko suggested, smiling wide. “This place is quite nice and I would love to spend some here.”

‘Moreover, he would be away from those foul humans and it would give me a perfect chance to make a move on him.’

Sesshoumaru hid a grimace and nodded with a smile. “That seems to be a wonderful thought, my lady. I shall arrange for it promptly.”

Lady Takehiko squealed at the daiyoukai’s response, clutching his arm more tightly. Sesshoumaru glanced at her with uttermost disgust and only one word replayed itself in his mind as he proceeded to order the servant to arrange for the dreadful picnic. ‘Disgusting.’

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Miroku turned at the direction of the retreating figure, his heightened senses picking on the conversations as the lord and the lady strolled through the garden path, a sad smile stretching on his lips. He had known that the lord was watching him from the shadows for quite a few days, he could sense his mate…. ‘No,’ he shook his head. ‘He is not my mate. He can never be. He hates me for what I have done. He loathes my very existence.’ Yet a single grain of hope that perhaps the cold-hearted inu youkai felt something for him didn’t leave his heart. But he dared not think about it. Actually, he never let any thoughts enter his mind and worked mechanically to simply carry on with his duties to give Rin the best upbringing, to pay his debt. That was all he focused on. ‘Let him be soothed by lady Takehiko’s presence. I am sure she can give him some solace from the pain I caused him. I don’t want to trouble him anymore. I love…’

“Oji-san?” Miroku turned to the inquiring child looking up at him. He has asked the child to call him Oji-san instead of more formal “houshi-sama”. “Are you all right?”

“Hai.” He smiled down at her, hiding the headache and a certain unknown discomfort that had begun effortlessly. “It’s nothing, let’s go.” Rin nodded, although she looked uncertain. Her Oji-san looked fatigued, dark circles becoming prominent around his eyes and he was eating very less these days. This worried her but whenever she asked Miroku would smile and tell her not to worry about it. Something was definitely wrong with her Oji-san, he seemed be lost most of the time and she was thinking to talk to her Otousan about it.

“Let us go to the spot Shizuka-san had shown us, ne?” Miroku suggested, lifting the child in his arms. “We can ask Jaken to bring our lunch there.”

Rin smiled and nodded, hugging her Oji-san. “Hai!” She turned to the scowling toad, at once giving necessary orders (for some reason Jaken seemed to always disagree with Miroku’s decisions and refused to carry out any of his order) before they set out towards their destination.

Jaken cursed a few times, before he scurried off to carry out the orders. He hated having to serve these puny humans instead of his true master.

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The night rolled on and it was almost time for dinner. Rin, who had been engaged in her studies and training all day long, coupled with the time spent swimming in the river and running in the forest during her breaks, had left her more tired than ever and so she excused herself early retiring to her room after a quick dinner. However, the child did not forget to inform Sesshoumaru of Miroku’s currently strange habits, before leaving.

Lady Takehiko was more than happy to watch her go. Humans always disgusted her, they were weak pathetic creatures, filled with stupid emotions; it was more than she could stand. According to her they were only meant to be owned and no more important than slaves. She was amazed at how the cold and stoic lord had allowed a human the status of a princess and hated Rin for it. The first time she had met her, she had felt a definite bond between the inuyoukai and the human child and this formed the subject of limitless hate and envy. She hated the fact that a human child had managed to ensnare the heart of the stoic lord so easily; she even hated the human male accompanying her. There was something strange about him and she hadn’t failed to notice a strange emotion passing through the lord’s eyes every time he glanced at him. Even his scent had an unusual odour, something that confirmed that he was more than human. ‘A freak,’ she concluded. She didn’t like that one bit and was secretly plotting for ways to dispose of them at the first chance she obtained. But that was for later, for now she would only focus on acquiring her mate. After all, that was the sole reason of her visit and her father would have her hide if she didn’t accomplish it. Lord Katsuro could be quite devious when it came to acquiring power and she was well informed of the extents he would go to achieve them.

‘Let me become his mate first.’ She thought, as she hatefully watched Rin exchange the nightly greetings with the lord from a distance, where she sat graciously waiting for the dinner to be served. ‘Then I shall get rid of those horrid creatures. Their odor disgusts me.’ She wrinkled her nose turning to the other side. ‘Tonight I shall seduce his highness. Tonight I’ll make him mine and then….’ She adjusted herself, making sure that she was just mere inches away from the lord, so that he would feel the effects of the ‘special’ perfume she had worn. This was her night and nobody was going to stop her.

Sesshoumaru sighed as he watched Rin go through the door. He was dreading every moment he spent with the demoness. She was being emphatic today and he didn’t like it one bit, the crafty female was up to something. Moreover Miroku was nowhere to be seen, Rin had informed him that the monk had said that he was not hungry and was not feeling well so had retired to his room. She had even told him of his strange behaviour and the listlessness the monk was beginning to sport. Sesshoumaru thought for a moment, his brows crinkling in confusion. He had planned a conversation with the monk after dinner but the boy had directly disregarded his orders and avoided the night meals. He unconsciously opened the channel between them, a little fazed finding that something was truly wrong with Miroku’s aura. Suddenly realising his action he closed the channel immediately befuddled at what he had done, ‘what am I doing? Why am I so concerned about him? He is just a servant, like any other. I shouldn’t be worried, but his health will also affect mine due to the bonds…’ He thought bemused. After much thought he decided to talk to the boy. ‘There is no way out, however, I shall make him come to me…’

“Oh Lord Sesshoumaruuuu” The daiyoukai managed to control a fierce growl rising up his throat and turned around. “Wouldn’t you join me for dinner?” Lady Takehiko smiled sweetly at him.

“Hai, My lady.” He answered and sighed silently again. He summoned a servant, who immediately scurried to his side and bowed. He gave her the necessary orders watching as she nodded in understanding, bowed and left the room, before he turned to join the panther demoness awaiting him unconsciously counting the hours when she would return to her lands.

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Miroku gulped, coughing lightly, to sooth the starchy feeling in his throat. He shivered slightly, ignoring the constant throbbing in his temples, a fever was fast approaching, he was sure of that. He had thought of getting some sleep, dinner not being on his agenda for the day, but the servant arrived to inform him that Sesshoumaru had asked an audience at once. He had mentioned that it was an extremely important matter and that she should only return with the monk. Miroku had intended on sending her back with the message that he was not fit to meet him. He didn’t want a confrontation with the lord now. But the scared look on her face and the silent pleading in her eyes made him agree.

A sigh escaped his lips, as he peered out of the passing window, the storm was raging outside, but nothing compared to the one inside him.

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Sesshoumaru rose from the table, as the dishes were swiftly removed by the servant, post dinner. He was feeling a bit light-headed and mellow, however he remembered distinctly of not having consumed any alcohol... not that it affected him much. He turned to lady Takehiko who smiled back at him mischievously. “Are you all right my lord?” she asked, faking concern but Sesshoumaru saw through her façade.

‘What is going on?’ he blinked a couple of times, staggering as he tried to reach the doors. Takehiko immediately caught him as he almost fell. She giggled inwardly; yes, the potion in her perfume was working it’s magic. “My lord, steady yourself.”

“Wha…What have you done to me?” He inquired, finding it very difficult to focus. He felt extremely hot and bothered, his legs seemed to give out and he would have collapsed on the ground if Takehiko hadn’t been holding him.

Takehiko smiled, “nothing my lord, nothing that would harm you.” The last few words were whispered, but Sesshoumaru managed to hear them even through his weakened state. His senses warned him against the demoness and the impending danger. This was not good, this was definitely not good. He was loosing all control of his body. “Perhaps I should take you to your room.” She added suggestively, trying to stir the lord towards the door.

“N-no…” He stuttered, as he jerked away from her grasp, sitting down heavily on a nearby chair. “Here is f-fine.”

“Lord Sesshoumaru, please let me help you,” she pried again, trying to get near him but a warning growl stopped her in her tracks. He closed his eyes taking deep breaths trying to clear his mind.

Takehiko scowled. ‘Damn, he should have been completely under my control. What is happening here? This potion is not effective only when on mated demons and by his scent I can tell he is not mated, so what seems to be the problem. This thing can tame even the wildest boars, so why is he resisting my wishes. Che.’

Sesshoumaru still couldn’t control his body; he was sinking rapidly, loosing his mind. Yet, something was stopping him from drowning entirely, a face hidden in the mist that had formed in his mind. Someone important, someone he should remember….

“Lord Sesshoumaru,” Takehiko cooed, smiling when she didn’t receive an answer. She carefully began to advance and slowly adjusted herself on his lap. Sesshoumaru groaned but remained unmoving. Takehiko smiled as she lifted the inuyoukai’s face in her hands, studying the intricate markings. If the lord was being stubborn she would have to proceed with her plans here and now. ‘I have already dismissed the servants and the humans are very less likely to venture here therefore this shouldn’t a problem…’ She gently leaned in for a kiss…

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Miroku stopped suddenly, a sudden pain tearing his heart apart; he collapsed to the ground clutching his chest.

“My lord, are you all right?” The servant girl inquired, as he breathed heavily twisting in pain. Something was wrong with his mate, he could feel it. Using all of the strength he had he lifted himself albeit shakily.

“My Lord?” the girl looked frightened now.

“S-Stay here.” He commanded, as he half staggered half ran following the scent of his inuyoukai.

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The daiyoukai’s mind was crying out, yet he was helpless to the advances of Takehiko. The fog had lifted and he was feeling everything but couldn’t stop her. The demoness was kissing him hard, her vile tongue raping his mouth hungrily. He felt nothing but disgust and cursed himself for letting his guard down but his body was reacting to the touches, it was getting aroused against his wishes, mixing with the aroused scent of the lady. Whatever potion the demoness had used had left him a mere doll in her hands.

“My, My Lord Sesshoumaru, you seem to be enjoying yourself,” Takehiko smiled seductively, as she licked her lips. “Don’t worry, my love. I only promise you pleasure and nothing else. The aphrodisiac I have used will make this experience more enjoyable and soon you will be mine as I will be yours.” Sesshoumaru tried to growl but it only came out as a grunt. However Takehiko was not be deterred, her eyes burned with a fire, she was succeeding and nothing would stop her from acquiring her goal. “Don’t deny me lord Sesshoumaru. I will make you mine.” A hand slipped through the inu’s kimono parting the layers to reach his member as Takehiko began to suckle on his earlobes.

Sesshoumaru struggled weakly, his senses were returning but it was too slow. At this rate Takehiko would… no he could let her have him, he was not fully mated so if Takehiko found out she would only claim him again. ‘No…’ he tried to move his arms to slash the demoness on his lap, but was helpless. He tried to cry out, but his voice would not work.

‘Chikuso!’

Flashes of his true mate danced in his mind’s eyes and he screamed inwardly, desperately trying to free himself from the clutches of the evil demoness. However at that moment he realised one thing fully, he wanted no one, no one expect for Miroku…..

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Author Notes: Hahahahaha, another evil cliffy, I just love them. Lady Takehiko is quite a woman ne? I just love her evil side. Anyway hope you liked this chapter. Let me know okay?