InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Feeling ❯ What the Hell? ( Chapter 2 )

Warning: Sesshie OOCness!

 

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha in anyway…. damn…

 

Feeling

 

Chapter 2: What the hell

 

Sesshoumaru was uneasy with both the girl's empty gaze at nothing and her silence. When she was with his dimwit half ling of a brother, she never kept her mouth shut. Why was she so…dead? She fears me. His mind proudly proclaimed, but he withdrew that thought. If she were frightened by his presence, he would've been able to sense it, or smell it.

 

Kagome didn't move from her spot or fidget, too numb from a mixture of the cold outside, the pond and her broken heart all contributing to that. Even though she'd changed into something warm and dry, she still felt the numbness of the cold.

 

“Why?” She whispered to herself, simply wanting to crawl up into a ball and die. Or jump off something. That would work. She'd be dead and free of this world of pain in which nothing she could ever want would be obtained. Her friends wouldn't have to worry about her anymore; she wouldn't be a burden.

 

“Woman, are you going to eat or are you deliberately trying to starve yourself to death?” Kagome snapped from her daze and realized there was a bowl of soup and some rice before her. She shook her head, scolding herself for not noticing the servant placing the food there.

 

Mindlessly, she delicately picked up her chopsticks and slipped small mouthfuls of rice and soup. She glanced at the other at the table and bit her lip. Why did Sesshoumaru save her from her death? The youkai hated humans, he made that fact clear every time he would show up and pick a fight with InuYasha. The unasked question burned on her lips, alas the fear that now swelled inside of her was greatly intimidated by the Lord of the Western Lands.

 

The said demon lord had finished with his meal. Disappointed from the lack of conversation coming from the girl, he rose and left.

 

“If you need me,” He stated coldly to the girl he knew would never ignore him. “I'll be in my study.”

 

With those words, we walked away. Kagome sighed and was left to finish her meal quite alone. She looked down into her bowl and stirred her chopstick as if they were spoons in it, going over all that had happened to day-err, well, night.

 

She remembered the small lake earlier and sighed. Why wouldn't fate just let her die? Bored of only dwelling in her thoughts, Kagome rose from the table and idly wandered around. She loved the floor, as cold as it was, the stone it was constructed out of was somehow painted over or stained to be a wonderful shade of dark red. It didn't take Kagome long to come across the study where Sesshoumaru was surly reading over scrolls or something.

 

Gathering her courage and sick of being alone, she pushed the ajar door forward and stepped into the study which seemed more like a spare room than anything else. The shelves were crammed full of book, a sleeping futon rolled up in a little corner and the Demon Lord himself sitting at a large oak desk.

 

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“What do you want?” He asked, not bothering top look up. He knew it wasn't Rin; the girl would always shout his name and rush to his side and latch to his leg. When he didn't hear a response, his head rose from looking over the scrolls that he'd been sent, mostly requests, and saw her standing in front of him.

 

“What do you want?” He asked the girl with empty eyes. It wasn't that he was getting annoyed; in fact, it faintly worried him that she'd gone without speaking or without having any feeling or emotions in the hours she'd been here. When he saw her with the half-breed, she was always brimming with useless emotion. However, Sesshoumaru did dislike emotion, but for this girl to lack them as he did, it just wasn't right.

 

He saw her lips move, but no words come from her throat.

 

“Repeat yourself.” He snarled at the girl, only to wish he didn't. She winced, but her eyes didn't change. They didn't hint fear; they didn't betray her thoughts or emotions. Once again her lack of any emotion or feeling got to him; he didn't like this one bit.

 

“Why?” She finally said, her voice small and cracking.

 

“Why what?” The youkai lord shot back at her, his voice as cold and menacing as ever.

 

“Why did you take me here? Why didn't you just let me die?” She asked.

 

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It had taken so much courage for Kagome to even speak to the frightening lord, but she had. And now she was waiting what would be her fate for questioning his actions. If I can't kill myself properly, I'll just get myself killed. She knew Sesshoumaru couldn't stand it when he was talked back to.

 

“I saved you. Do not question me as to why.” He said and went back to looking over his scrolls.

 

Damn, Kagome said to herself. This isn't going to work…

 

Giving up on aggravating the lord, Kagome occupied herself with looking at the books occupying the large bookcase. She found one that caught her interest and sat in a chair near the large desk.

 

She took a moment to flip through the text before reading it only to find it was only written in complex Kanji, the Japanese writing style that Kagome lacked in. She was a master with Hiragana and Katakana, but not this strange and complex Kanji. She sighed and placed the book back in the bookshelf and sat back on the chair, which she'd temporarily claimed as hers.

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The demon lord didn't like the fact that the miko hadn't left the room. She distracted him from his work and he found himself staring at her profile, flawless and perfect in every way. He kept a writing brush in his hand and tried to write responses to all the letters that had been sent to him, but he kept pausing to admire her eyes or to observe her beautiful cream skin.

 

What is wrong with me? He scolded in his mind. She is a human! Humans aren't worth anything; they are pathetic and weak. He stopped again to glance at her. Damn bitch must've cast a spell on me. His gaze stayed on the girl and thought back to all the times before this that he'd swore he might have wanted her. However when he came to these thoughts, he shook his head in disgust. Yes, the damned miko defiantly must have cast a spell on my. Staying with that conclusion, Sesshoumaru wiped his brush dry and gently took the ink slab and replaced them in his drawer.

 

He rose from his seat and stalked out of his study, leaving the miko behind. He didn't care for the girl, in fact, the only reason he hadn't turned he back into the storm that was still lingering outside was because he knew Rin would want a playmate, she didn't always like playing with Jakken. At least, this is the reason he kept reminding himself was true.

 

However, he couldn't help noticing the nagging at his heart. The feeling that told him to hold her, to comfort her and tell her everything would be alright, to run his hand through her exquisite raven tresses and revel in the velvet softness of them. He froze in his spot and tensed when that thought crossed his mind.

 

 

What on earth am I thinking!? Sesshoumaru berated himself for conceiving such a thought. Humans were the scum of the earth, so weak and protective of their precious emotions, Sesshoumaru didn't want anything to do with them.

 

He didn't, right?

 

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Paine: Heyooo! I hope that you all liked chapter 2! Please R/R So I know if this is any good or not ^.^