InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learning to Live Again ❯ I Got You ( Chapter 7 )

A/N: Regarding Sesshomaru's actions in this story, I'm making him very random. One minute he's calm and collected, the next, he's flying off the handle. He's going to be somewhat of a sociopath, but not fully one, because sociopath's usually can't really love, and Sesshomaru defiantly loves Rin.

 

Disclaimer: Still don't own Inuyasha, but I do now have a human Inuyasha and a half demon Inuyasha plushie.

 

Chapter 7- I Got You

 

Sesshomaru paced the plush room as the girl clung to him. Her legs were wrapped tightly about his waist and her arms were wound just as tightly around his neck. Her head rested on his left shoulder. His right arm was at the center of her back while the palm of his hand cradled her head gently. His claws lightly stroked Rin's scalp. Candlelight flickered about the room as the demon lord held the nearly shattered human girl. Guilt pumped through Sesshomaru. This was one of the few times in his life Sesshomaru could remember feeling guilty about anything. He hadn't been able to stop this from happening to her, he had destroyed all those responsible, he still hadn't stopped it.

 

He, Sesshomaru, was the most powerful demon in Japan, possibly alive. He had utterly demolished those opposed to him (except for Inuyasha), had stopped the unrest of his lands following his father's death, and rescued Rin from Naraku and Takemaru. But he couldn't prevent the ten year old human girl from being raped by bandits. He could smell the salt and feel the warm wetness of her tears as she cried softly on his shoulder. His amber eyes fell closed in bitter self loathing. How could he have let this happen to her? After all she had been through, Sesshomaru liked to think he had been sheltering her, protecting her, and now he had let her down. He growled softly.

 

Rin held onto him tighter and cried harder at his growl. Her lord was mad at her for what the bandits did. “I'm sorry, my lord.”

 

His eyes popped open and his lips parted in a gasp that seemed to echo about the darkening room. He sat down on the edge of the Western bed, still cradling her. He shook his head frantically in disagreement, before he remembered that Rin wasn't looking at him. “No,” he said softly. “No. Look at me, Rin.” He watched her lost brown eyes meet with his amber eyes. “Listen to me very carefully, because this Sesshomaru does not like to repeat his self. What happened was not your fault. It was my fault because I was not there to protect you and Jaken. I got you. I won't let anything hurt you again.” He swallowed hard.

 

The next words Sesshomaru would say were words he had never once uttered in his long life. “I'm sorry, Rin.”

 

Her tiny, still bruised, broken hand rested on Sesshomaru's cheek. “For what, my lord? You didn't hurt Rin. You saved her. Thank you.”

 

Sesshomaru nodded sharply. “Rin, have you eaten this evening?”

 

She nodded. “Yes, Hitomi had just brought me up here to go to sleep when you returned.” She didn't mention that she had seen him hurting that woman, it scared her to think about it.

 

“Good. I think you should get in bed and get a good night sleep.”

 

Rin unwound herself from him and crawled under the covers. She watched as the demon blew out the candles and walked toward the door. “Lord Sesshomaru?”

 

“Yes, Rin?”

 

“Can you stay here with me until I fall asleep?”

 

Without response he walked over to the other side of the bed, he shrugged off his fur (you know the boa-like thing) and handed it to her. She instantly snuggled into it while he sat next to her, with his back against the headboard.

 

His hand lightly stroked her hair as he sat there in deep thought. Rin was talking again, but Sesshomaru knew that she was no where near back to normal. He would need the undead priestess to help her and Sesshomaru loathed needing anything. That bitch had dared strike him in front of his servants. He would need to go set things straight with her when sleep fully claimed Rin. This girl was even more impertinent than Inuyasha's little bitch. He had a feeling he would have to beat the disrespect out of the priestess, but as long as she was here with him, no one would find out about his indiscretion.

 

Sesshomaru didn't care if his servants knew about their relationship, because servants were beneath him. He really didn't care what anyone else thought of him, because if they tried to overthrow him or rebel, he would swiftly crush them. What he truly despised was when someone threw his indiscretions in his face. It didn't happen often because he, Sesshomaru, didn't make mistakes. He still felt disgusted by what had occurred that day two weeks ago. What enraged Sesshomaru further, was that as disgusted he was with the idea that he had fucked a dead priestess was that he still wanted her. After thinking over his current situation for several moments, he hadn't realized when Rin's breathing became deep and steady, a sure sign that the girl was deeply asleep.

 

Sesshomaru climbed from the bed and with one last look at the girl, he walked from the room. Once out in the hall, he rested his hand on the door. With a chant, a green glow appeared on the door and walls to Rin's room and it faded just a quickly as it had come. This barrier that he erected would keep any sound from disturbing Rin, but it would allow any sound inside the chamber to emerge into the hall, in case she needed help or had a nightmare. It also allowed only three beings to enter the room, Jaken, Hitomi, and himself.

 

Now it was time for Sesshomaru to speak to his newest slave about how to treat her master. He walked toward the bathing chambers, he knew she was there. Just because he couldn't smell her, didn't mean he couldn't sense her spiritual power.

 

*Just after Sesshomaru went to Rin with Hitomi, Jaken, and Kikyo*

 

Hitomi cursed Sesshomaru as she carried Kikyo to the bathing chambers. The mysterious woman had fainted after about three yards of walking. Hitomi was shocked that the human was still alive. Most lesser demons wouldn't survive something like that, she was nearly in disbelief that the woman hadn't lost her life.

 

She felt sorry for the girl. It was obvious she had been terrified to come to this place and Sesshomaru's callous treatment of her didn't make things any better. She could believe that he had exposed and groped her in the manner in which he had. Sure Sesshomaru could be cold and indifferent, but he had never done anything like that in front of the servants. The human couldn't be past the age of twenty. She was obviously not familiar to being used for sex. That much was clear to Hitomi. She glanced down at Jaken as he tried to keep up with her. Even Jaken felt sorry for the priestess and that meant a lot. “Do you know who she is, Jaken?”

 

His startled yellow eyes met Hitomi's silver ones. “I think she is the priestess that sealed Inuyasha to the tree fifty two years ago.”

 

Hitomi nearly dropped her in shock. “What? But she'd be very old by now.”

 

Jaken frowned. “I have heard stories that the priestess died the same day she pinned Inuyasha to the tree and that she was resurrected two years ago, just weeks after Inuyasha's awakening. I believe this is her.”

 

“Do you think Lord Sesshomaru knows?”

 

“No. He'd be furious if he was with a woman who was with Inuyasha first.” Jaken knew that much was true.

 

“Then we better not tell him.” Hitomi stared down at Jaken.

 

“Usually I don't keep anything from him. But I agree with you, Hitomi. For some reason I feel sympathy for this pathetic human and believe it is best to keep our suspicions from our lord.”

 

“That would explain why she hasn't died from her wounds. Being undead makes one kind of immortal, it would take much more for her to be killed that the near loss of her hand and a few violent kicks to the stomach. No doubt she has internal injuries of some kind, perhaps she will heal fast.” Hitomi sighed as she rested the human on the floor, near the enclosed hot springs.

 

Jaken sat her belongings down and watched with no expression, as Hitomi tried to wake the priestess. “Hey,” she said. “Hey Kikyo.” She patted the girl's cheek. With a huff of impatience, Hitomi rose to her feet and grabbed a bucket.

 

“What are you doing, Hitomi?”

 

“I don't want to climb into the water to bathe her, so I'm trying to wake her up.” She grabbed a bucket, filled it with water, and threw it on Kikyo.

 

Kikyo woke with a gasp and seemed shocked to see Jaken and Hitomi looking at her. She moaned as she sat up. “Damn, I thought it was a nightmare.”

 

Jaken was outraged! He had felt sorry for the woman for the way their lord had treated her, but any being should be honored to serve one such as Lord Sesshomaru. “How dare you, you ungrateful wretch! Any creature should be honored to serve our lord. You are lucky he even chose to look twice at something that is dead!” Jaken squawked.

 

Hitomi went to tell Jaken to shut up, but Kikyo beat him to it. “Do you have to serve him by giving him your body?”

 

Jaken didn't respond.

 

Kikyo rose to her feet. “I didn't think so.”

 

“That's not the point!” He jumped up and down in a child-like tantrum.

 

Kikyo ignored him as she looked at Hitomi. “Thank you for bringing me here to bathe, Hitomi.”

 

She nodded. “I will be back in a half hour to take you to your room.” Hitomi turned an hour glass over and allowed the sand to start falling.

 

Jaken was still bitching about Kikyo being ungrateful when Hitomi hit him in the head. “Come on, Jaken.”

 

Kikyo sighed in relief when the two left her alone. She pulled off the rest of her clothing, leaving them in a heap on the floor. Her wrist was still bleeding. Sesshomaru had obviously severed an artery. The bleeding was slowing, but the burning of his poison still flowing through her body was very painful. With a groan she eased into the water.

 

The sensation of the hot, mineral filled water coming into contact with her wound caused the undead priestess to see spots before her vision. She sat still for a moment as she thought about her situation. She was stuck as the concubine a powerful, very random, and sexy as hell demon lord. She was also supposed to help his young human ward to recuperate after a rape. She was in love with the said demon lord's despised half brother and had an obsessed evil half demon that wanted to fuck her and kill her at the same time. She shook her head to clear her thoughts as she dove under the water to swim to the middle of the large pool.

 

When she arrived at the middle, she stood in waist deep water with her head bowed. Her long hair attempted to cover her large, firm breasts, but only hid her nipples. She used her left hand to press her ribs, checking to see which if any were broken. She moved her hand slowly and softly, so she wouldn't injure herself further.

 

“Do you know what it does to me to see you touching yourself?”

 

Kikyo's head snapped up, a gasp parting her lips, as she regarded the naked demon slowly coming toward her. Kikyo backed away from him as she noticed his heavily aroused cock and his eyes beginning to tint red. “I was checking to see if my ribs were broken, master.” Her voice shook as she replied.

 

“I care not.” His hand brought her injured wrist to his lips. His tongue slowly lapped over her wrist, soothing the wound. Kikyo bit back her moan at the erotic feeling of his tongue on her flesh. “I can't have you bleeding to death, if you can, can I?”

 

“No master.”

 

His half lidded gold eyes took on more red as they stared into wide, shocked green ones. Just as their encounter before, her blood intoxicated him. “I want you right now, slave.”

 

Kikyo nearly groaned as she thought about the pain he would cause if he took her now. She lowered her eyes from his, her bangs shielding the terror filled depths. She didn't respond to him. He would do what he wanted anyway.

 

His hand released her and slid down her stomach. He lightly began to touch the area around her ribs. A frown marred his beautiful face and his hand gripped her chin forcing her to look at him. The terror in her eyes enraged him and he clamped his hand down on her face. He was careful to not let his claws dig into her. He wanted her to be willing, nearly pleading when he took her. “Right now, you are too injured for me to fuck.”

 

His hand slid across her cheek, almost caressing it. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, before trailing the back of his hand slowly down her throat. His claws made Kikyo shudder as they barely touched her flesh. Kikyo's breath hitched as Sesshomaru's hand began to stroke the tops of her breasts in a circular motion. His hand kneaded one and then moved to the other. He purposely kept from touching her nipples, enjoying the sight of the growing arousal in her eyes. Never before had be been so enchanted by a servant. Kikyo gasped, then moaned as he stroked across her nipple in feather light circles with his claws. He watched her nipple harden to a stiff peak and then moved to the other breast, giving it the same treatment.

 

Not thinking clearly, Kikyo arched into his touch. She looked into his molten gold eyes and was shaken by the combination of child-like fascination and purely adult lust she found there. She shook as he trailed his hand down her flat stomach. He was careful not to aggravate her injuries. Kikyo writhed as he stroked her inner thighs. When his claws twisted in the hair between her legs, she gasped and jerked away. “What are you doing? You said…”

 

He smiled at her in pure amusement. “Are you still so innocent, priestess, that you don't know that there are many ways to pleasure one another without me actually fucking you?” He mocked her lack of experience.

 

Kikyo knew many random people, but no one was like him. “Are you insane?”

 

“Keh,” he replied with a snort. “I want you, don't I?”

 

“Not even an hour ago you nearly killed me.”

 

“What did that teach you?”

 

“Not to upset you.”

 

“Very good. You're not as stupid as you seem.” He deadpanned. “Don't deny me slave. That upsets me.” His lips captured hers in a heated kiss.

 

“Okay Kikyo… Lord Sesshomaru! I didn't know you were in here…” Hitomi stuttered as she slammed the door closed.

 

He looked at her slightly annoyed. His lips pressed into a thin line. “Indeed. I will see you later in your chambers, Kikyo. Then we will discuss your position here.” He walked from the water to Hitomi. “Next time you ever walk in on a scene like that, close the door with yourself on the other side of it.” He walked naked from the room.

 

“Does he walk around here naked a lot?” Kikyo walked from the water and took the silk dressing gown from her.

 

Hitomi nodded. “Only when Rin is asleep. Lord Sesshomaru is quite the nudist. None of us are even bothered by it anymore.”

 

Kikyo disagreed with that. There was no way he could walk around here nude and it wouldn't distract her. His body was a representation of what all male bodies should look like. Kikyo would never admit it, but Sesshomaru distracted her when he was dressed and when he wasn't… Kikyo didn't even want to go there.

 

She watched Hitomi dig through her bag. She pulled out Kagome's outfit. “He tore your other clothes to pieces and these are the only clothes in your bag. Tomorrow, we will have some clothing made for you.” She handed them to Kikyo.

 

Kikyo frowned. Kaede must have put them back in Kikyo's bag before she left with Sesshomaru. With a sigh, she began to pull them on. Some clothing were better than no clothing, even if they belonged to Kagome. “Thanks.” Kikyo dressed in the clothing of her reincarnation.

 

Hitomi picked up Kikyo's belongings. “Are you ready to go to your room?”

 

“I'm as ready as I'll ever be.” Kikyo followed her from the bathing chamber.