InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Makai ❯ Kidnapping at the Hot Spring ( Chapter 15 )

Chapter Fifteen: Kidnapping at the Hot Spring

 

 

Makai continued walking deeper into the woods, heading west. She was no longer needed in Inuyasha's group, and she had other things she needed to take care of. First, though, she wanted a bath. Makai slowly started to speed up her pace, the distant sound of water reaching her ears. Hopefully it would be the hot spring she wanted, not a river. She stepped into a clearing, the site stealing her breath for a moment.

A hot spring did indeed sit before her, the steam rising gently from the water. A small waterfall fed into the calm waters. Rocks were strewn around the pool, providing perfect spots to sit on. Lush greenery completed the picture of tranquility. Makai could hardly contain her enthusiasm for the bath that lay before her.

She quickly stripped her clothes, laying them in a neatly folded pile on a rock ledge her hiking boots beside them next to the hot spring, placing her necklace on top, thinking nothing of the action. She had always stripped herself bare, necklace included when bathing with Kagome and Sango, and the action was habitual. She was less guarded than she should have been.

Easing into the warm water, Makai let out a pleasure filled groan. The warm water was soothing to her aching muscles. She waded out to the middle of the pool before diving below its calm depths. As she surfaced, she thought she spotted something out of the corner of her eye. Turning to look, she found nothing but the rock and lush foliage of the hot spring, and calmly went back to the task of bathing herself.

She conjured a bottle of shampoo, pouring some into her hand before lathering her hair with it, the fragrance calming her. She moved toward the small waterfall to wash out her hair before smoothing conditioner into it. Once the conditioner was out, Makai washed her body with soap, making sure to get the grime of the last few hours off of her body. Satisfied that she was done, she started to wade toward the edge of the hot spring.

As Makai slowly emerged from her bath, her body seemed to dry of its own accord and clothes took the place of skin. A red tank top, blue jeans, belt, and socks were what appeared, the clothes she left on the rock ledge disappearing. All that remained were her boots. Makai froze. Her necklace should have been lying beside her boots, but it was no where to be seen. She sensed another presence nearby and panic began to set in.

Sesshoumaru had been watching the human wench since she had entered the clearing. He watched her strip, revealing her smooth backside to his amber eyes. He saw her set her clothing on a rock ledge, the necklace on top. Perfect. He had noticed that necklace flair with light every time that girl had used sorcery when fighting him back at Inuyasha's camp.

He waited until she submerged herself before stepping from his hiding spot, grabbing the necklace as she surfaced. He saw her turn to look in his direction, but he was hidden once more. She turned from him and proceeded to wash herself. From his vantage point, he could her lush body in all its glory. Her hair clung to her moist skin. She had high, firm breasts bigger than most human females. Her waist was slim, leading to gently flared hips. Her body was toned, he assumed from her travels with his idiotic half brother. The sight of her nude appearance caused Sesshoumaru to harden. Growling in annoyance, he proceeded to wait for her to finish her bathing.

When she emerged from her bath, Sesshoumaru watched with pleasure as she realized something was missing and the panic start to set in. Slowly, he stepped from his hiding place once more until he was right behind her before learning toward her ear.

“Looking for this,” a cold and emotionless voice whispered in Makai's ear. Whirling around, she came face to face with Sesshoumaru, her necklace dangling from his fingertips. She lunged for his hand, but he quickly raised the necklace out of her reach. Off balance, she fell to the ground, quickly turning to face the demon lord.

Sesshoumaru secured the necklace in a pouch under his armor. He began to slowly walk toward Makai's resting place, his amber eyes locked with her honey ones. Fear filled Makai's eyes. She could only conjure small things without her necklace. Weapons took too much energy because they could cause serious harm. She was practically defenseless. As Sesshoumaru made his way toward her, she slid farther away along the ground, until her back hit something solid. Feeling behind her, Makai's hands came into contact with rough bark. She slowly rose to her feet, knowing she had nowhere to run.

Sesshoumaru continued to advance toward the panicked girl until he was mere inches away. He could see the fear in her eyes, and smell it seeping from her pores. He had guessed correctly when he had identified her necklace as the source of her power. Now he had the impudent girl right where he wanted her, at his mercy.

“What do you want, Sesshoumaru,” Makai whispered, barely audible even to his demon ears.

“You,” he said, his hand whipping away from his body, aiming a blow to Makai's head. All she saw was a white blur before everything went black. Sesshoumaru caught the girl as she fell forward. Cradling her bridal style, he carried the unconscious human from the clearing. He flew west, headed for his castle. He had quite a lot he wanted to learn from this human, and he intended to find out everything.