InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart of Pain, Heart of Ice ❯ chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of it's characters.

A/N : I would like to sincerely thank Tameiki for beta-ing for me. and for giving me the translations to work with. *scarecrow waves to Tam! *

Thank you!

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chapter 5: chained.

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Sesshoumaru placed a frozen steak on a pan then slid it into the hot oven.

While patiently waiting for the first meal of the day, the clock on the wall chimed six times.

It would be dark soon. The early summer sun usually set around six thirty or seven.

Leaning with his lower back against the kitchen counter, Sesshoumaru mulled over his current dilemma. What would happen now? How would the girl react when she awoke? More than likely, the young female would fear him. He doubted very seriously she would easily accept their union, if at all.

Letting out a long breath, something akin to a sigh, the dog demon closed his eyes. In his mind, he pictured the young girl. Did he find her attractive? No. Did he want to mate with the human female? No. Was his body affected by hers? Yes.

Sesshoumaru opened his eyes. "Kuso". His blood now laced hers. His scent flowed in her veins. He could not stop his body from responding in carnal desire for his marked mate. Sexual impulses would compel him to take her, perhaps even without consent.

That thought brought back the sick knot from before in renewed force. No.... he could not rape the girl. The young one had been through enough defilement by that damned hanyou already. He would have to control his instincts. Sesshoumaru shook his head slowly; try to manage the instincts that got him into this mess to begin with, try to fight a basic yet powerful feral urge to touch the female he had chosen. It might be an impossible task, but he would not give in. He only hoped he would not be trying to fight a losing battle.

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After eating, the dog demon settled down in the den to watch the television. Finding nothing on, Sesshoumaru decided to turn in for the night. While heading for his room, he stopped to look in on the girl. Seeing no change, he turned off her bedroom light noting that the light from the bathroom across the hall should be enough to see should the girl awaken. While walking up the stairs to his master bedroom, a strange feeling swept through him. As he entered his room, the feeling became stronger. It pulled, begging him to listen. The dog demon had a good idea what this was. It was a mating call to his blood. If a couple chose to be joined by a mark before mating, the night followed by a marking was the night of physical union. His blood was demanding him to consummate with his chosen.

A light sheen of sweat dampened his brow. Struggling with the unfamiliar urges, Sesshoumaru shakily began to undress. After taking off his shirt, he unbuttoned his pants, unbinding his rock hard arousal. He let out a string of silent curses while staring down at his erection which was beginning to hurt and needed to be dealt with before it persuaded him to ravage the girl downstairs, before it forced him to.... rip his t-shirt off her small body, turn her over, spread her legs apart, and....

"Yamero!"

Quickly walking to the small half-bath adjoining his room, Sesshoumaru shut the door. After completely removing his pants, he carefully seized his length with one clawed hand. It felt good. It had been a while. Slowly, he began to stroke, one smooth squeeze up to the tip, then one hard squeeze down. Bracing his left hand against the wall, Sesshoumaru continued to pump with a quickening pace. Closing his eyes, he tried to envision a demoness worthy of his taking but his arousal refused to respond to the image. Letting out a loud growl of frustration, Sesshoumaru switched his mind's eye to the girl. He imagined it was her warmth he was pumping into, his thick hardened arousal pounding into her wet throbbing heat. Harder and harder.... until her hot inner walls tightened around him as her small sweet voice moaned out in heightened pleasure. The fantasy pushed him over the edge, sending him to a grunting release. Slick, warm seed spilled over his hand as he abruptly stopped, quaking with small aftershocks.

For several minutes, he stood, relaxed but unmoving, heavily breathing in the pungent smell of his own seed. That had been...different.

After cleaning up the mess, Sesshoumaru walked to his bed and slid between the sheets. For the next two hours, he tossed and turned, unable to fall into his nightly resting sleep. The feeling that called, demanding a simple need to be near his female who slept in the bedroom downstairs, had not passed.

He cursed outloud.

Letting out a hard breath of aggravation, Sesshoumaru threw the covers back, rose out of bed and left his bedroom.

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He stood by her bed, naked in the dim light, watching intently. Her long brown hair splayed across the pillow and comforter. Sleep softened the contours of her face, a vision of tender youth. She smelled sweeter than before. In fact, her scent was most pleasing to his senses. The dog demon felt his mouth water. How would she taste? Would her skin be smooth against his tongue? How would her feminine curves feel against his tingling fingertips? Would her hips buck at his touch, grinding upward, begging that he pay attention to her damp core.

Sesshoumaru swallowed heavily. His body was...reacting...again, and with the young female so close...and so....fragrant....

Her smell was so....inviting.

Heeding to a desire he could no longer deny, the inu youkai prowled around the bed, never taking his sight off the girl. The comforter felt cool against his thigh and side as he laid down. Grasping some of the blanket that covered the warm female, Sesshoumaru slipped underneath them and eased up to her warmth, the heat of his skin a hair's breath from hers. The closeness placated some of his need to claim, allowing him to take control of his.....reaction. Finally, with his body and instincts satisfied for the moment, sleep pulled, lulling him into a much needed rest.

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Sesshoumaru slowly opened his eyes to a soft profile of long brown lashes, an elfin nose and very pink lips: the features of a forest nymph.

He gazed at the creature lying next to him for several moments before realizing his arm was draped around her waist.

Recoiling, the inu youkai moved away from the female, scooted to the edge then slid off the bed.

Quietly, he walked out of the room, heading for the bathroom to take a shower.

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While he stood in the walk-in closet, Sesshoumaru pondered what to wear. Deciding on black jeans and a white button up dress shirt, the dog demon dressed then hurried downstairs. He needed to complete a couple of chores and make a few calls.

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Sesshoumaru did not know many human females but he needed one now. He never thought he would be lowering himself to ask for help from one of his half-brother's friends, but he had little choice. The girl would need another female to talk to, one that could maybe help her...cope. While dialing the number, his mind raced. What was he going to say? The woman did not like him and the feeling was mutual. He had known her since Inu Yasha and his Miko girl-friend had started dating. It was Kagome's friend, and Inu Yasha had tried to set him up on a blind date with the wench at the same time he had begun seeing Kagome. His half-brother, knowing his hatred for humans, had purposely omitted the fact that she was human. Needless to say, it had been a horrible experience.

The line on the other end rang several times until someone finally picked up. "Hello, Sango here."

"Sango."

"What do you want?"

Gritting his teeth, the inu youkai forced out a civil tone. "I require assistance concerning a certain matter."

He grimaced when the young woman's laughter blasted on the other end.

"What? What's this? The oh so Great Sesshoumaru asking for help?" There came a rustling sound. "Just wait one second. I have got to situate myself. This sounds just to good to listen to while standing."

"Sango, I require help from another human female."

"And what do you need a female for? If it's a date you are wanting, you can forget it. I'm still trying to pry the last experience I had with you from my memory."

"I do not wish to go on a date with you." He almost called her a very nasty name but refrained, knowing he needed her help. Clearing his throat, he replied to her question. "I am in need of assistance. I need another female to help me with...a human girl that is staying with me at the moment."

"What?!"

Sesshoumaru jerked the receiver away from his sensitive ears and winced. Damn, that human wench could screech.

When he was sure his ear drum had not busted, he brought the phone to his ear once more. "I do not like repeating myself, Sango. Will you help me or not?"

Well, I can't make it today, I have work until seven o'clock tonight. I will clear my appointments tomorrow and come to your Father's estate about noon."

"I no longer live with my Father."

"You moved?"

"Yes."

"Where do you live now?"

Sesshoumaru informed Sango of his new address.

"All the way out there?"

"Yes."

"It will take awhile but I think I can be there by two o'clock tomorrow."

"Sango, I do not wish anyone else to know about this. There may be... complications."

"This is starting to sound fishy, Sesshoumaru, but I will respect your privacy for now. I am assuming you do not want me to tell anyone, not even Kagome."

"You are correct."

"Fine, I'll see you tomorrow then."

Sesshoumaru pushed the 'off' button on the cordless phone then set it on it's base.

He stood there for several minutes, staring out the tinted front room window. The black SUV was gone. The hanyou had left for work this morning. Good.

Glancing up at the clock, he noticed it was nearly noon. Time to check on the young one.

But first, he went to the wash room adjacent the kitchen to get the girl's clothes he had cleaned and dried that morning.

One thing he noticed as he approached her room was the difference in the girl's breathing pattern. It had speeded up some. No longer did it resemble the slow languid rhythm of a healing sleep. It was now a natural slumber.

Upon entering, Sesshoumaru tried to contain his apprehension. Her eyes were still closed. After placing the folded pink dress and pink undergarment on the night stand by the bed, he stood, waiting, frozen to the spot.

Several moments passed as he watched the girl, a small part of him anxious to see her wake. She must be stronger than he first thought to wake so early from such a savage youkai marking.

His breath caught when her lashes fluttered open. Groggy brown eyes blinked up to the ceiling, their hazy depths clearing to a focused confusion.

Slowly, the look of confusion traveled from the ceiling to the light filtering in from the lacy curtained window as she turned her head and blinked while squinting. One small hand moved out from underneath the blanket to gently rub her right eye. She breathed in deeply, the dreamy look in her dazed features suggesting the young girl was half asleep.

She turned her head, her brown eyes observing the room as she began to wake fully.

Those dark brown eyes found him and widened. His heart stopped. Her heartbeat sped up to pounding terror, the terror of waking nightmares.

As if shocked by an electric current, the girl instantly jerked and sat up. Scrambling, she backed up to the headboard then frantically scooted to the other side of the bed. Pure fear in her now glassy eyes centered on him.

Sesshoumaru swallowed. This was not going to be easy. Trying to make his voice as nonthreatening as possible, he spoke softly. "I am not going to hurt you."

The girl began to tremble. Her wide eyes misted as she raised a small shaking hand to her left shoulder, wincing when her fingertip grazed the material of the t-shirt directly over the marking.

The dog demon grimaced. She remembered. "It was...wrong...of me to do that to you."

The young female did not heed his apology. Her quivering voice pained out a whisper. "You....you are a youkai.."

"I am."

She gulped audibly. "What....do you want...with me?"

He opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by the doorbell.

Irritated at the untimely interruption, he reached an open hand towards her.

It was a mistake. The terrified female backed up further, fell off the bed, then scrambled to the far corner of the room in fevered panic. With her back against the wall, she balled up, knees under her nose, warily watching him in near blinding terror.

Sesshoumaru lowered his hand. "Stay here, I will return shortly."

Reluctantly, he turned to leave the room, locking the door on his way out.

Before he was halfway to the front door, he sensed who it was. "Teme."

Sesshoumaru opened the door to see his grinning half-breed brother standing there. "Hey Sesshoumaru! How's it going?"

"It is going fine. Now leave."

He moved to shut the door but the irritating shit barged in uninvited, blatantly looking about with that smile he hated so much stuck to his jovial expression.

"Great pad you got here, bro."

Irritated, Sesshoumaru silently cursed while shutting the door. "What do you want, InuYasha? I do not wish to be disturbed by your idiocy."

His half-breed brother strolled toward the kitchen. "Come on now, bro, is that anyway to treat your guests?"

Irritation building, Sesshoumaru followed, glancing down the hallway once before entering the kitchen. "You were not invited. You are not a guest."

He watched as InuYasha opened the refrigerator door, grabbed the milk and began unscrewing the lid. "Wow, you have food."

His brother brought the opening of the milk jug to his lips then paused. He sniffed loudly three times. Slowly, he lowered the white jug, confusion furrowing his brow. Dazedly, he screwed the top back on the milk. Setting the white jug on the counter, he shut the refrigerator door. "Sesshoumaru, I smell a female, a human female, a very young human female."

InuYasha quirked a brow while raising his eyes to his. "And your scent is mixed with hers."

Sesshoumaru growled. "This is none of your business, InuYasha."

An idiodic smirk began to form on his half-brother's lips as his gaze shifted to the hallway. "The Hell it isn't!"

The split second InuYasha bolted for the hallway, Sesshoumaru moved swiftly to block his path. Almost enraged, he barked out a warning. "STAY AWAY! This is none of your concern, half-breed!"

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The second the youkai closed the door, Rin stood and glanced around the room frantically. She looked down. She was not wearing her dress. Her vision began to blur. He had changed her clothes. She needed her clothes. Her father would kill her if she came back without her dress. Taking unsure steps around the room, Rin glanced from the bed to the night table. Seeing what looked to be her dress and underwear, Rin hurried over to the table, grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed.

When she finished buttoning her pink dress, she tip-toed to the door. Reaching out, Rin lightly touched the brass knob and tried to turn it. It did not budge. The door was locked. She studied the door knob. To unlock it all she would have to do is turn the switch.

Slowly, Rin backed up from the door. No. He was probably waiting on the other side.

The window. Rin hurried across the room. Bright sunlight warmed her skin as she searched for a way to open it. Finding the lock latch, Rin flipped it then pulled up on the bottom edge. As quietly as she could, she slid the window open. She thanked heaven there was no screen to contend with as she nimbly slipped out.

Warm grass scrunched underfoot as Rin looked around. She was in the neighbor's backyard. Squinting, she looked up while shading her eyes. By the sun, it was only a little past noon. She had not been asleep long. There were a few hours left before her father came back home. All she would have to do is get back home and heal some before he got there. Maybe he would not notice the bite mark on her shoulder. Maybe.

Staying low, she stealthily padded toward the place in the fence with the loose board. As she ran with cautious steps, Rin glanced around warily, watchful for any signs of the angel of demons. Reaching the fence, she moved the board aside and slipped through. While running along the quiet pine needles, Rin allowed herself to breath deeper, letting out some of the tension that had been building. For a moment there, Rin thought her heart was going to explode. What if he had caught her trying to get away? More than likely, he would have hurt her far worse than before.

Rin did not like youkai. There were two in her class at school: Hiten and Monten. The demon brothers always took pleasure in picking on her. They liked to pull her hair and shock her with tiny bolts of lightning when the teacher wasn't looking. During lunchtime, the ugly one would torment her by stealing what little food she could con from the cafeteria ladies. Between classes, the other one liked to stop her in the hall and whisper dirty words in her ear. One day, she had missed the bus. That had been a very bad day. She had had to walk back home. Unfortunately, halfway there, the demon brothers, in their shiny new car, had pulled up beside her on the road. They had laughed and mocked, saying very nasty things. Then Hiten, the one with the long black braid, parked the car on the side of the road and jumped out, barring her way.....

Despite the warmth of the midday sun as she hurried down the familiar paths, Rin shivered at the memory. Her father had not been happy when she had arrived home that day way past sunset, but she had been thankful it had happened on a Friday. It had given her two days of healing before returning to school the following Monday.

Dropping out of the painful past, Rin smiled when she finally reached the small basement window. At least her father would not find out. She frowned. That is, if the next door neighbor did not tell her father that she had trespassed on his land. Hopefully the silver-haired youkai would forget or just not care to bother with something so trivial. Deep in her heart, she hoped with everything she had, hoped the neighbor would forgive and forget her trespassing.

After climbing in the window and down the wooden crates to the cold cement floor, Rin began taking in deep calming breaths, a triumphant smile pulling at the corners of her mouth.

She made it!

She had made it home.

Thanking heaven itself, Rin first went to the bathroom, used it, drank nearly a gallon of water from the sink, then walked sluggishly to her bed. The old mattress looked so good to her right now. She laid down slowly, flinching when the bed made contact with her body. The pain had diminished somewhat during her panicked flight home but now emerged with renewed force. A deep ache throbbed around her throat and shoulder. While the world blurred into darkness, Rin silently prayed that her father would not want to be....pleased when he got home. Maybe he would find her sleeping and let her be. Maybe.

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Sesshoumaru glared at his half-brother who stood facing him with a widening smirk.

The hanyou folded his arms across his chest smugly. "Half-breed?" He mockingly lifted his nose and sniffed once. "Seems to me you might be making some half-breeds of your own in the near future."

Dark red seeped into his vision as a low rumbling began in his chest. Deep seeded fury tainted all thought. Raising both hands, his knuckles cracked at the sudden flick of outwardly extended claws. He growled in a low rasping tone. "You dare say such things to me, konoyaro?"

InuYasha backed up, dropping into a defensive stance. "If the shoe fits."

Sesshoumaru was about to show his half-breed brother the true meaning of pain when the phone rang. With a hard glare, he pointed to his half-brother. "Do not interfere in my business, InuYasha."

While walking to the phone, Sesshoumaru kept his eyes on his idiot brother. He answered the ringing contraption. "Yes."

"Sesshoumaru?"

"Yes."

"Is InuYasha there?"

"Yes."

Sesshoumaru threw the cordless phone to his half-brother who was standing in the front of the archway to the room. "It's your bitch."

InuYasha easily caught the phone and answered it.

He stood waiting for nearly thirty minutes in his front room while his idiot brother bantered on the phone with his soon-to-be mate. A Miko. The stupid bastard was seeing a Miko. He wondered if the idiot even knew what he was getting into. A nearly trained Miko could purify him in a second. If the bitch ever became angry, there would be hell to pay and InuYasha would be the one paying it.

Offhandedly, Sesshoumaru glanced out the large tinted window to look at the house across the street. A hard thump hit his heart. The black SUV was in the driveway. The hanyou had returned early. He started to race to the girl's room but paused. No. She was safe, securely locked in the bedroom and if that damn hanyou came within twenty feet of his house, he would sense it immediately.

Sesshoumaru turned and glared at his half-brother. Inu Yasha glanced up from his comfortable position on the couch. "Sess, Kagome wants to see your new home. Can she come over?"

The inu youkai let out a hard growl. "No."

Shaking his head, InuYasha grimaced before talking back into the phone. "I got to go, sweets, Sesshoumaru is in a bad mood. I'll talk to ya later."

InuYasha pushed the off button on the phone, letting out a long sobering breath as he set the receiver back on it's base. "Are you going to tell Father?"

Sesshoumaru eyed InuYasha coolly. "I will inform our father when I deem it necessary."

The fact that his half-brother had suddenly become so serious was beginning to unnerve him.

InuYasha stared at the floor for a few minutes before raising his gaze to his. "There is a reason I am here. I was suppose to tell you in person that father has requested you to go back home and speak with him. The subject was meant to be kept a secret until Father had the chance to tell you face to face but under the circumstances, I think I should let the secret out."

Sesshoumaru raised a calm brow. "And this knowledge is.....?"

"Father has arranged for you to be mated."

"What?!"

"Father has arranged for you to be formally mated to a very affluent demoness."

"Who?"

"The famous and wealthy fashion designer, Kagura."

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes. "Father has no right to interfere in my life."

InuYasha let out a weighted sigh. "Actually, he does, since you are the first born son. By tradition, if you are legally unmated by your two hundredth birthday, he has the legal right to formally arrange a mating."

Sesshoumaru remained solidly calm on the surface, not wanting his idiot brother to see the storm raging within. Damnit. Only three weeks remained until his two hundredth birthday. Before that time, he had to find a way to convince his father to call off this absurd engagement and try to persuade his newly marked mate not to fear him or their union. It felt as if fate was inching him into a corner. He did not like it. His life was slowly becoming a nightmare.

These new and distracting problems plagued his thoughts as he brooded his way into the kitchen, through the dining room, and into the den.

Unbeknownst to the dog demon, a dark cloaked figure carrying a small wrapped bundle neared the black SUV across the road. It set the blanketed package in the back, closed the hatch, got in the vehicle and drove away.

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Her body felt like lead. Forcing her eyes to open, Rin peered up to the blurry ceiling. She felt numb all over. It was warm. The smell of fresh clean blankets floated up from the softness beneath her. Swallowing the thickness in her throat, Rin blinked several times, trying to clear the blurriness. Where was she? She sat up and glanced around. Soon everything became more defined. This was not her room. It was warmer. It had carpet. A mauve blanket covered her body. As she looked around the new room, the numbness drained from her lower body, ebbing away to the very tip of her toes. She frowned. Something heavy and soft was around her ankle. Looking over to her covered legs, Rin gripped the blanket and flipped it aside. Her eyes widened. On her right ankle was a metal band, a very heavy metal band with what appeared to be a soft cushiony material underneath, snuggly wrapped close to her skin. Rin swallowed heavily. A chain was attached to the shackle. With her eyes, she followed the chain, moving back the blanket in the process. It ended at an iron ring on the floor near the bed. With a shaking hand, Rin reached down to the metal around her ankle, touching the cold steel of the chain, seizing it in her hand and giving a tug. It was heavy.

"How do you like your new room, sweetheart?"

Rin could hardly contain her fear as she slowly switched her gaze from the shackle to the deep male voice she knew so well. Not ten feet from where she lay, he stood, tall and dark, with a wicked leer.

Suddenly, she felt very cold. "Father?".

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Translations:

Kuso (shit, damnit)

Yamero (stop it, damnit)

Teme (you son of a bitch)

Konoyaro (bastard/ son of a bitch)