InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Father Figure ❯ Sweet Dreams ( Chapter 4 )
A/N: For those who have asked what pairing this is, I haven't yet decided since I'm stuck on both brothers. I'm thinking that it may have alternate endings for Inu/Kag and Sess/Kag lovers alike, but I'm leaning towards a nice happy ending since this fic is so dark. So far, we're a month away from Inu and Kag's wedding and Kagome's been avoiding him at all costs due to Sesshomaru. I will also be weaving some Kouga/Sango/Miroku in here as a side story, and I'm trying to figure out how far I want to weave in the Naraku and Kikyou characters. This fic comes fairly easily to me since I love music, so my apologies to those reading "Tasting Amber," since I'm currently burnt out from writing so much of the fic. The last two chapters really took it out of me, and I'm trying to sit down and concentrate to get new ones up, but it's not easy. I promise to get back to it ASAP. In the meantime, please read n' review this pet project of mine-I really want to know what you guys think, since I can weave it into the storyline whenever possible. Oh, and song suggestions are welcome, too. The songs for this chapter are Janet Jackson's "I Get So Lonely" and Marylin Manson's "Sweet Dreams" (you can also check out the original by the Eurythmics-it works equally as well). Thanks for reading!
Sweet Dreams
"Kagome? Kagome?"
A soft and pleading voice woke her from what seemed to be the soundest sleep she had had in ages. Inuyasha was staring at her, lightly shaking her to wake her up. Wait, he was touching her…
Kagome snapped out of sleep and barreled backwards away from the concerned hanyou. Her sharp movement had her falling backwards in the chair and he caught her before she could fall to the floor, slight panic etched in his eyes.
"You've been at the club for two days, Kagome. Please come home."
Kagome's mouth was too dry to respond. Looking at the clock on her desk, she registered that it was 4:13 in the morning and that she was not at home. The radio was on-it was supposed to have woken her over four hours ago. Janet Jackson's delicate voice cut through the clutter in her mind.
Sittin here with my tears
All alone with my fears
I'm wonderin if I have to do
Withoutcha
But there's no reason why
Visions of Kouga flashed through her mind and she briefly recalled hearing Sango's call before she succumbed to the blissful darkness of sleep. Returning to the present, Kagome looked deep into golden puppy dog eyes and was lost for a moment, the amber orbs hypnotizing them with their plea…so much like another pair of amber orbs…
I feel asleep late last night
Cryin like a newborn child
Holdin myself close
Pretendin my arms are yours
I want no one but you
"I miss you, Kagome. I love you. What's happening to us?"
Inuyasha's plaintive voice called to her, pulled her up to meet his gaze. The amber orbs were growing closer and before she realized it, her lips were captured in a searing kiss.
I get so lonely
Can't let just anybody hold me
"…inuyasha…"
Just hearing his name on her lips was enough for the dam to break. He didn't care how chaste she wanted to be for their wedding night, he had to have her, and he had to have her RIGHT NOW.
You are the one that lives in me, my dear
Want no one but you
Knocking the furniture aside with a vicious swipe, Inuyasha kissed his Kagome for all that he was worth, growling with delight when she kissed him back. He needed her warmth and her strength, her scent to envelop him the way that it used to. He ripped away the shirt that he had on and unbuckled his pants. Kagome's hands fluttered to her pantsuit, pushing it down and away to release her legs and spread them for the only love she ever wanted and had pushed away for too long. Inuyasha took in the vision of her and gasped. She was thin-too thin. His Kagome was wasting away…
I still remember to the day
In fact is was a 3rd Monday
He gently unbuttoned her blouse and eased the soft fabric of her jacket off of her shoulders to pool behind her on the floor. He tugged the tube top up and over her head to release the rest of her, tears threatening in his eyes as he saw the boniness of her body, the sticklike limbs and hollow cheeks.
You came along to be the one for me
"Why Kagome?"
Now I'm alone
Kagome hurt from hearing his pain, realizing how incredibly selfish she had been for willing herself to die, for starving herself unwittingly.
"I'm sorry, Inuyasha. I've been…it's been so hard…"
Inuyasha didn't understand, but at this point all he wanted to do was cover her body with his own and take away that frail feeling. He wanted to give her part of his strength and bond her to him to make her see that he loved her, that we wanted her to be happy and whole. Silencing her in a soft kiss, he lowered himself down to his fallen angel and gently coaxed her to open to his fingers. He would not be rough, he could not be. Not to someone so precious to him. Not ever again.
I'm sittin here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have the chance
To beg you to stay
Kagome gasped as she felt Inuyasha's fingers part her nether lips and massage the entrance. She had forgotten how good he felt, how he knew exactly what to do to make her scream out in pleasure. She moaned lightly at the feeling of one and then two fingers slipping into her, causing wave after wave of delicious wantonness to course through her body. Kagome lifted her hips in tune with his undulating hand while a rough dog-like tongue captured her left nipple in a wet sucking that sent tingles down her spine.
I want no one but you
Gods, how I have missed this…
Kagome hooked her arms around Inuyasha's head, encouraging him to engulf more of her tingling breast in his mouth. His eyes flickered upwards for a moment to see his Kagome's face alit with intense pleasure, and he complied, lunging forward to suck the taut nipple to the back of his mouth while searing suction coaxed the base into his hot cavern. Kagome's legs began to quake at the beginning of her first orgasm, and Inuyasha's fingers became more insistent in their demands. Kagome felt as if her body was on fire as her back arched into the youkai speed that Inuyasha was using to bring her to completion.
"Gods-INUYASHA!"
I get so lonely
Inuyasha snapped at her calling. For two months he had waited patiently, masking the pain he felt that she would not even so much as speak to him any longer. He had seriously considered calling off the wedding, except that it seemed that Kagome had planned even more eagerly for the event, micromanaging the wedding planners down to the ink type that would be used on the napkins. But as they got closer to the event, she seemed more closed off, more haunted and reserved…until now. Now she was calling to him to complete her in the way that only he could, and he'd be damned if he let her down.
Gracefully dipping his hips to her, Inuyasha pushed the tip of his member into her waiting depths, working slowly into her as she stretched to his girth. Kami…she's…tight…
Kagome shuddered with pleasure and draped her legs high over his shoulders. If she was going to defy Sesshomaru, she might as well go all out, she figured.
Can't let just anybody hold me
Inuyasha rocked into her slowly, fighting back his youkai urges to mate her hard and fast, instead very deliberately moving his hips in small circles as he applied pressure to her clitoris with he pelvic bone. Kagome gasped and writhed, her hair plastering itself to her frame as she pushed her hips in frustration. I'm fragile, dammit, but I'm not THAT fragile!
"Fuck me, Inuyasha! I want you to! Fuck me harder!"
It was music to the doy-boy's ears. Propping himself on his knees, Inuyuasha grabbed each of Kagome's hips and bore down into her, pounding her small frame into the carpeted floor. Kagome saw stars and cried silent tears of pure lust as his member touched her pulsing recesses, pushing her closer to the pure oblivion she had not had for too long. His pelvis crashed into hers, her squealing and whimpering sending him careening into white, searing light as he released with everything pent within him. Kagome felt burned by the hot seed that pumped inside of her and arched high into his heat screaming her passion into the sound-proofed room. Inuyasha was there to catch her as he always was, a protective arm wrapping around her waist to settle her back to the floor.
You are the one that lives in me, my dear
"Kagome…I love you Kagome…"
The last thing she remembered was Inuyasha's golden face as he hugged her close, willing her to be with him, to come back and be the flaming love that he had fallen for. How can I love him so much and yet belong to someone else? Kagome shivered slightly as she thought of what her punishment for this act would be before drifting off to the nether regions of sleep, the song plucking the last thoughts in her mind.
Want no one but you
***
Kagome opened her eyes to take in a dark room. Rich mahogany paneling, dark brown and burgundy leather chairs, black silk curtains. All in contemporary style, and all incredibly expensive. She didn't know how she had gotten there, and didn't ask. It wouldn't take much for Sesshomaru to find her for her disobedience. Kagome noticed the Armani throw casually laced on the couch where she was sitting as if inviting her to lie down and make herself comfortable. She vaguely wondered how many other women had made themselves comfortable on the same furniture…
"It is time that you awakened."
Kagome's blood froze from the rich baritone that floated above her, and then she remembered.
Oh no…Inuyasha and I…we…he…
Kagome swallowed thickly and looked up at the pair of golden eyes regarding her. She could see no apparent emotion-not anger or mistrust. Nothing. And that seemed to make her all the more uncomfortable. His whisper nearly caused her to become unseated.
"Do you remember what I told you, Kagome? What would happen if he touched you? If I caught you with his scent?"
The saccharine tone scared her and Kagome looked down at her feet. She wanted to get up and run away, but she knew that that would be impossible. Not only was he faster, but the slow throbbing that was beginning on the back of her neck told her that it would also be most excruciating.
"Look at me!" The hiss sent a strong wave of pain through her cerebral cortex and Kagome's eyes snapped up immediately. A hint of red glimmered in the amber depths and she cringed at the sight.
"I told you that your punishment would be more than even you could imagine, but I suppose that you need to be reminded of that and introduced to my wrath formally. Turn to your right, Kagome."
Kagome nervously turned, afraid that he would mark, slap, or in some way physically beat her. But she wasn't prepared to see two television screens gracefully descend from the ceiling until they were eye level. Nor was she prepared to see what was on them.
Each television showed a room with a bed and two chairs. Nothing fancy-in fact they almost looked like hotel rooms. The room on the left had a young man who looked as if he was sleeping except for the agitated speech that seemed to be coming from his mouth. He was drugged and fighting for consciousness. The second room showed another young man in well-worn street clothes who looked as if he hadn't had a good meal in days. His left foot tattooed a nervous rhythm on the floor and he cast his eyes around the room while he waited.
Kagome wanted to cry. No, not them…Please Kami, not them…
A young demon entered the room with the young man on the right. The deafening sound of a flip switching opened the moving images to sound. Kagome felt as if she were drowning, her tears suffocating her as they burned down her cheeks.
The young man in the room turned when the door opened and a young demon walked in. The demon was tall with obsidian hair that was held in a high ponytail. Earring glittered on either side of his face and fangs glinted on the lower line of his lips, accentuating his sharp and feral look. But what took the cake was his blood red eyes that took in everything. Kagome could get lost in those eyes. Or scream in them…
The demon folded his arms expectantly and the young man bounded to his feet, somewhat nervous, but practiced as well. He had done this before.
"Thirty for a blow, fifty for a fuck."
"And for more?"
"Then that's more."
The demon regarded him coldly for a moment, raking his burning glare up and down the lithe form of the young man.
"For the entire night?"
The young man swallowed obviously. He'd never had that question before.
"Three hundred and fifty."
The demon rolled his eyes and began to walk away.
"OK! Ok, three hundred, but that's the lowest I can go."
The demon turned around and smiled triumphantly, walking to the young man to rake a razor sharp claw over his face and down to his shirt.
"I accept."
The switch went off and Kagome watched the demon say something else before turning to leave the young man. The young man sighed and jumped onto the bed, wrapping his arms behind his head and smiled smugly at his own powers of negotiation. But Kagome's attention was now to the screen on her left, as the same demon entered the room with the semiconscious young man. He took one clawed hand and raked it down the man's shirt, splitting it to reveal a firm chest and abdomen still boyishly bare and smooth. The demon raked his claws once more to leave red welts across the smooth skin and Kagome could see the young man whimpering on the bed.
"Decide Kagome."
"I-I can't."
"Decide or I will decide for you."
Kagome looked at the screens again. The pain in her heart was unbearable, and she had seen so much in the past few minutes that she wanted to turn over and retch right there. But she couldn't-he would punish her even more. But how could she choose between sending them to a horrible fate? Between punishments that were based on her own stupidity?
Between Hojo and Souta?
Her head pounded at seeing her little brother negotiate with the demon. He was very obviously selling himself, and had been for awhile. What had happened to her family? When did she stop caring enough to check in on them? What kind of coldhearted bitch had she become to have millions of dollars at her disposal and yet not help her very blood who needed her the most?
And Hojo. So sweet and angelic. He had been dragged into this for absolutely no reason. Hojo had been the only man who had never expected anything of her, had never abused her in any way. Even Inuyasha had to be taught to not verbally abuse her, but Hojo…Hojo had been nothing less than perfect. And because of that, she was never attracted to him. No, she was destined to a life of pain and hell because of her own choices. And now, she was ruining his life and introducing him to her own personal torture.
"DECIDE NOW."
Kagome's shoulders quaked, but she dared not shed a tear. In a whisper harsher than she imagined, she spat back.
"Hojo."
No matter how experienced, she could not see her brother fuck another man. She just couldn't.
Sesshomaru's eyes gleamed mildly. She had made the choice he thought she would, and now they could have some real…entertainment. He flipped the switch to the left screen to speak to the demon who was drawing lazy circles into the flesh of the semi-conscious young man, leaving intricate whelp patterns on his skin.
"Hiten, you will stay with the current young man. Pay the other boy the full amount and have him leave. Return with our…guest to the play room. I will be waiting."
Kagome watched as the demon smirked directly into the camera and walked out to reappear in the second screen. He threw a wad of bills at Souta, who collected them greedily and then ran out of the door, obviously having been given instructions to leave on pain of death. Kagome watched her life speed away with her sibling's the white tennis shoes. I have to find him when this is over…maybe he'll let me see him…
The demon reappeared in the left screen to haul Hojo onto his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and walk out. A steel grasp clamped down on Kagome's arm and she stood up looking at the floor to follow. She had a good idea of what was coming next.
***
The room was dark and lush with move-theater like seats. Kagome settled in a bucket seat slightly to the right and below the demon lord as he gracefully folded into the chair above. All was still and silent until Kagome heard him press a button and watched the curtains that fell before her part to give her a glimpse of what looked to be another room just as the rift of the music hit her.
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
The play room.
Kagome gasped at what kind of "play" the demon lord had in mind.
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
In the middle of the room was a table that looked like one of those medieval torture machines you read in history books. It had spaces for arms and legs that could be moved in various directions to have the body forced into different positions. Black cuffs and silver chains swayed from the table to the anchor that hung above in the center of the floor. The body that was tied to the table could be released, but could not get farther than the amount of give that hung from above. And judging from the chains, that wasn't much at all. Kagome watched as the demon placed Hojo on the table and restrained him with the cuffs. He made quick work of Hojo's clothing, tearing it into slashes and casting them aside like rubbish until his smooth, boyish body was completely naked and covered with goosebumps from the chill air. Kagome writhed in her seat-she didn't want to see this, didn't want this to happen to perhaps the only decent man on the planet.
Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to get used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.
"Please, Sesshomaru. I-I won't do it again. It was a mistake…"
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
The slap was faster than she could follow. Her lip stung where it had split and the back of her head rebounded in pain.
"Silence! You do not speak unless I allow it. And my name to you is not Sesshomaru. It is Master unless I tell you otherwise. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes, Master."
"Now, you have been a disobedient bitch, and this is your punishment. Silence yourself before it gets worse."
"Yes Master." Kagome stared down into her hands. This was hopeless…and arousing…
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
Kagome turned her face back to the room and Hojo. Perhaps if she was good he would stop the events…perhaps…
I wanna use you and abuse you.
I wanna know what's inside you.
Hiten was loosening his pants with one hand while stroking the young man with his other. Something within Hojo regained consciousness and he squirmed against the restraints, moaning No, to be let go and set free. Hiten loomed over the wriggling body smiling wickedly as he increased the pressure of his fisting. The young man's cries became more insistent and terror-filled despite his hardening. Hojo's back arched up and away before slamming back onto the table, which Hiten was maneuvering to spread his legs wide. But Hojo was too weak to truly struggle.
Hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.
Hiten was lost in the boy's face. While he did not often take men, this particular assignment gave him great pleasure. He wanted to see the look on the boy's face when he took him-his innocence destroyed by the hardened lust of a demon, and a male at that. He had never known a human male to be untouched at his age, but no matter. He would solve that shortly.
Hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.
Taking the tube of lubricant from his pocket, Hiten coated his fingers and the boy's entrance and bent down low to the boy who was slipping in and out of consciousness.
Hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.
"Boy. Stay awake. You will enjoy this…"
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
The young man stiffened and he laughed evilly as he slipped one hard digit into his tight entrance and began to pump him slowly. The boy moaned in pain, even with the lubricant unprepared for the penetration. Hiten growled in delight, ramming it into the boy's prone body with ruthless efficiency before pushing in a second digit to stretch and scissor his tight hole. Hojo let out a soundless scream that arched him into the table.
I'm gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside.
Gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside you.
Kagome was on the verge of losing it. The dark edge of the music was heightening her panic to a frenzied point. She didn't want this-No, not to Hojo! Please, please, please don't do this!
Sesshomaru watched her with interest, the bulge in his pants growing harder as he watched her tortured expression. The miko was so raw in her pain that he desired her-he desired her especially since she seemed to be so oblivious to her own raging arousal.
"What is it, Kagome? Have you seen enough?"
"Yes, Master. Please make it stop. Please."
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Sesshomaru watched her intently as she watched the scene before her. Hiten had released his throbbing member and was now positioning himself at the boy's entrance, eyes red and glazed with demon lust. The boy would be claimed most brutally if he did not intervene now.
Who am I to disagree?
Kagome held her breath. It seemed like ages before a switch flipped and the icy baritone spoke to the demon.
"That will be enough, Hiten. You may leave."
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Hiten inwardly howled in frustration. He could almost feel the heat of the boy's tight inner walls clamping down on him, milking him as the boy shuddered and moaned for him to stop. But he was not one to test his master's will. Besides, there was the other boy-the one he had already paid. He could find him…
Everybody's looking for something.
"And Hiten. Do not make the mistake of tracking down the other young man from tonight. That would be a most…unwise decision on your part."
Hiten howled again, this time openly. Damn it all! He chanced a single glare to the wall before stomping out, lightening crackling with all of his displeasure outside.
Kagome breathed relief as she watched the demon tormentor go. But a steel clamp on her upper arm had her heart stop again. She should have known it would not be that easy.
"COME."
Kagome followed, or rather was dragged into the small room that she had been observing…the "play room." Hojo was catching his breath as he laid against the table, still heavily drugged despite his struggling. Kagome's first instinct was to run over and comfort him, but the iron grip had not released. She turned her face up to stare into amber eyes that were boring into her very soul.
I'm gonna use you and abuse you.
"Finish it."
Kagome blinked. What had he said?
I'm gonna know what's inside.
As if reading her mind, the voice boomed even while Sesshomaru's lips remained still.
FINISH IT.
Kagome fell backwards slightly as something hard was thrust into her stomach. She looked down to see a black bullet-shaped piece of hardened rubber and a tube of lubricant being thrust at her. Realization finally dawned on her. No, I can't do this. There's no way…
Gonna use you and abuse you.
Kagome turned to see Sesshomaru slowly unzipping his pants, his amber gaze never leaving hers.
Finish it or I will.
I'm gonna know what's inside you.
Kagome managed to let out a strangled sob and walked over to the only man who had every treated her well with the lube and the 10 ½" dildo in her hands.
"Hojo…"
The young man turned an unseeing gaze towards the sound of his name. The voice sounded familiar.
"kagome…?"
Kagome smiled weakly. As if to answer her question, the icy baritone behind her spoke.
"He will remember nothing of tonight's events. His memory, at least, will be pure…unless you make the mistake of touching him."
Kagome's heart sank. She wouldn't be able to sooth him or touch him at all. Only that…thing could touch him.
Sweet dreams are made of these.
"Hi Hojo. I want you to relax. Think about the old days. Just close your eyes and drift away…"
Who am I to disagree?
Kagome lubricated the stiff piece of rubber and positioned it below him. Gods, I don't want him to suffer…
Travel the world and the seven seas.
"Think about when we first met and all the fun we used to have. Didn't we have fun?"
Everybody's looking for something.
Hojo nodded weakly, a small smile lighting his face. "…fun…"
Kagome continued gently, soothing him with her voice since she could not with her hands.
Sweet dreams are made of these.
"Yes, fun. A lot of fun. Think about that and relax. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to make you feel good…really good…"
Who am I to disagree?
"…good…"
"Trust me, Hojo."
Travel the world and the seven seas.
"…m'kay Kagome..."
"And Hojo?"
The young boys eyes turned back up to her, trust and loyalty evident in his eyes.
Everybody's looking for something.
"Don't open your eyes. Not for anything."
Hojo's eyes closed gently as he mumbled a last ok. Kagome waited until his breathing was even and began to slowly massage his entrance with the oversized dildo. He stiffened lightly and she massaged him with words again. As he relaxed, she pushed in a little, eliciting a low moan from Hojo's chest. Kagome tightened her hold which was slick from lube and sweat and pushed ever so gently, whispering sweet nothings as he tensed and fought against the intrusion. Kagome's arm ached, but she did not dare to stop, working the rubber member into Hojo's prone body an inch at a time. He was tight and it was hard work pushing the dildo into his body, making her use more force than she wanted. Even worse was his beginning excitement-even in his drugged state, he could not help the feelings and Hojo's moans of pain were fast becoming cries of pleasure as his own member stiffened and lengthened. Kagome increased her rhythm happy that he was no longer feeling pain even if it made her feel guilty and drove deeper, brushing against something that made Hojo convulse in sheer ecstasy.
I'm gonna use you and abuse you.
What was that?
"It is his prostate. He will enjoy that. Do it again."
I'm gonna know what's inside.
Kagome nodded and responded, brushing against that bundle of nerves she had found, now finally succumbing to her own arousal as she watched Hojo arch off the table with each thrust begging her for more. She was aching to ride his throbbing member herself and relieve the pressure that was growing in her loins from just watching his pleasure. One digit slipped beneath the folds of her clothing to flick her clitoris as she found a smooth rhythm to thrust into her friend. Hojo was babbling nonsensically as his head twisted from side to side under her pleasurable assault. She slowed down to allow herself to speed up to his pace, lost in the red haziness of desire that radiated off of their bodies.
"Faster."
The baritone above her intruded into her reverie again, and Kagome snarled without thinking.
Just like a bitch in heat.
Gonna use you and abuse you.
Kagome narrowly braced herself against the table and avoided hitting Hojo when she felt a strong pair of hands thrust her to bend forward. Cold hair suddenly hit her naked skin and she realized that her clothing had been shredded. Her hands stilled as she peeked behind her to see the stone face of Sesshomaru punctuated with lust-filled eyes. He was massaging what looked like a tree branch with his left hand while he positioned her with his right, a low growl of desire reverberating through his chest.
"I did not say stop. Continue!"
I'm gonna know what's inside you.
Kagome fucked Hojo again. Harder, faster. Her clitoris was throbbing and her vision was growing hazy with Hojo's cries of pure delight, the rubber dildo appearing and then disappearing deep into his tight canal. Her arousal was upped to a painful level as she felt knuckles graze the skin on her bottom, Sesshomaru pumping himself in time to her ministrations and her own low moans. Anyone watching would have found a perfect scene from a twisted porno-a woman fucking a man strapped to a table while pleasuring herself and being used as a pleasure object for yet another man behind her.
Time seemed to slow for Kagome as the twisting sensation in her loins dimmed and then snapped with a vengeance, releasing a flood of juices to writhe down her thighs. At her cry, Hojo also found his release, thick syrupy strands of essence shooting from his body to coat his chest and spent member. Simultaneously Sesshomaru roared to completion, seed shooting out to coat Kagome's upper back and torso as she rested on her knees to regain her strength.
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Kagome felt dirty and tired and…incredible.
"Clean yourself up. Your friend will be returned to his home and will remember nothing of this incident."
Who am I to disagree?
Kagome nodded numbly and allowed herself to be led out of the play room to a room that had a shower, toiletries, and a gray pantsuit that looked remarkably like the one that had just been shredded.
She showered quickly, lightly touching the sticky essence that clung to her back in awe and disbelief. It was really his. He really desired her. At least at that time he did.
Travel the world and the seven seas.
She left the room to see AhUn standing outside to escort her to the car. As she left, she heard the familiar voice pierce her soul.
Everybody's looking for something.
"Do not forget that I own you. This was just a warning. The next time I will not be so lenient."
Kagome stepped outside into the brisk air and waiting car without looking back.
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A/N2: I didn't have time in this chapter, but I'll explain how Kagome got to Sesshomaru's and what happened to Inuyasha in the chapter after next. There are a few questions that Kagome will have to address, including what to do with her brother and how to avoid Inuyasha until the wedding night. I also have to get Sesshomaru's POV back in there and explain why he's so drawn to Kags. Please review-I want to know what you guys would like to see in terms of development. Thanks so much!