InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Princple of Lust ❯ Precept One: Roots of Lust Part B ( Chapter 2 )

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Principles of Lust

By Devon Masterson-Bond

Precept One: Roots of Lust Part B

 

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Some time later ….

 

Dark eyes opened in confusion. She must have been dreaming about him again. It seemed so real. “You are awake.”

 

Midoriko turned towards the melodious voice and gasped. The Lady of the West was looking at her expectantly. “She's even more beautiful than my visions showed.” The silver haired demoness with molten eyes of gold stared at her intently.

 

“You are not at all like I expected miko. I was told you were a pup hardly worth mentioning. You are quite the opposite no wonder my men are curious about you despite the danger you could pose. Just as well. I would hate to look at someone ugly. So tell me miko, what is in store for our clan?”

 

Midoriko sat up trying her best not to be disrespectful, insulted, and intimidated by the beauty in front of her. “Is there something in particular?”

 

“Will Sesshomaru be my mate?”

 

Midoriko nodded looking away. “He…will be yours and the son you desired. Your son will exceed your expectations and become the greatest ruler your clan has ever seen.”

 

Minako squealed in delight. “When?”

 

“With in one year, he will be yours.” Midoriko kneeled before Minako. “May I touch you, my lady?” A frown crossed her flawless features. Why would the human want to touch her? “I have a gift,” Midoriko added. Minako held out her hand graciously and Midoriko took it. A warm sensation settled over the demoness then faded.

 

“What kind of gift was that?” she asked suspiciously.

 

“It was for your son, one that will save his life many times. He will have the ability to see, I bestowed clarity and reliability. When you go into heat the next time, he will be conceived.”

 

“Ooooh you little thing. You have made me happy.”

 

“I am glad, my Lady. May I return to my people now?”

 

“I think I may want you to stay around a little longer,” Minako replied.

 

A knock against the shoji door interrupted the plea that would have fallen from her lips. The door slid open and Sesshomaru entered the room. An inward sigh of relief occurred, Midoriko was safe. He had no idea that traveling at light speed did not allow humans to breathe. His careless actions nearly cost her her life. “I have come to make my report.”

 

Minako listen to Sesshomaru make his report while observing his eyes drifting towards their guest. Now she could not have that. “General Sesshomaru, please have one of your men escort the miko where you found her so that she scurry home to her people. We can not have giving our location away.” Sesshomaru nodded and offered his hand to Midoriko to help her off the floor. “Please hurry Sesshomaru the smell of humans is making me faint.”

 

The two left quickly. “What did you tell her?” he asked.

 

“The truth, she would have her way like always.”

 

“You say that as though it should not be, she is our Lady. She is to have all we have.”

 

“Some things are not meant to be hers,” Midoriko spat. Her eyes swirled with emotion as they welled up with tears. She would not let a single of them fall.

 

“What exactly are we talking about?” he demanded.

 

“Something that belongs to me that I can never claim,” she answered cryptically.

 

“Stop speaking in circles, human.”

 

Human! So she was back to that. Her mouth thinned into a line. “You will treat me with respect demon. I am a powerful priestess and leader of my people…”

 

Sesshomaru grabbed her by the arm and looked at her sternly. His eyes crimson. “I do not care who you are, but you a female and will submit when told.”

 

“Are you suggesting that I do not know my place?” she nearly snarled. Her anger would be her shield. After this she would avoid him at costs.

 

“Your place is on your knees with your backside in the air if I will it,” he snapped surprising them both. Her cheeks warmed and she pulled against him.

 

“I will purify you before you got the chance.”

 

The crimson flew from his eyes and he growled lowly. “I would like to see you try.” He gauged her reaction and was thoroughly pleased by what her scent told him that her face would not allow. Her sweet wildflower scent spoke volumes and it was beginning to get out of control. He was curious about her. She was unlike anyone she had ever met demon or human. Powerful, intriguing, and quite pleasing to the eye, she would make the perfect mate if she were not human. It was not allowed. It went against everything. Hanyos were killed at birth sometimes at conception. In all of his centuries of living he only ever came across one, a pathetic weak thing. No! No good would come of this unnatural attraction besides she was his natural enemy, a miko.

 

Sesshomaru dragged Midoriko off and threw her into the arms of his most trusted man. “Shinji take her back to the battlefield and leave her. She can make her way from there.”

 

“Yes, General,” Shinji replied. He took the confused woman and took off in a ball of light. Sesshomaru noted that she took a deep breath first. Then turned to leave.

 

Inside of her chambers, the Lady of the West paced. Sesshomaru never so much as batted an eye at her or any other female before today and she caught him almost staring outright. Was the miko lying about her future?” “No she looked pained when she told me and now I know why.” Minako could hardly blame the girl, her general was an excellent catch and provocative beyond compare. Even a dirty human possessed some common sense. “But he will never be hers. He's mine and mine alone.” She would be patient, especially since it would not be much longer.

 

1-1-1

Midoriko stepped into the onsen carefully and relaxed. Time alone with her thought was all she wanted. After dismissing her ladies she had just that peace. She had a lot to think about. It had been eight months since her encounter with Sesshomaru. Since then there had been numerous battles leaving her with little time to think. Apparently with the change of numbers between demons and humans in the humans favor, the demons banded together. Her days were literally numbered within a few short weeks she would be dead. That was a heavy burden to bear alone and in the wake of everything an extreme sense of regret settled over her. She never had a lover and she was too old at twenty-four to have one now. “I will die alone.”

 

“Self pity does not suit you,” Sesshomaru replied walking up to the hot spring.

 

“Sesshomaru,” her face flushed as her hands went to cover herself. “How? What?” she had not seen this in her visions? What in the world?

 

“I caught you off guard. Good,” he smirked moving closer. He picked her up out of the spring and pulled her to him. “How? Through the usual means. Your people are not the brightest at strategy without you they would be dead and you are too arrogant to not think demons would attack you openly in your home. As for the what? I have decided to claim you as my mate.”

 

“No…I…you're supposed to…”

 

“I do as I please,” he smirked before kissing her.

 

“I….” her sentence died on her lips as he deepened the kiss. As much as she knew this has to end, selfishness started to overtake her. When would she get the chance to know this intimacy again? Her life would be ending soon and the one she loved would be lost in the arms another woman. Small white arms wrapped around his neck in approval.

 

A predatorial growl emitted from him as he pulled from her and licked the side of her neck. His mark would be perfect there. After eight months of contemplating, his decision was already made. He was not about to let the one thing that intrigued him slip away. Regrets were something he would no tolerate, they made one weak. He would never become weak. He had always been wise enough to know that sentiment did not destroy, but the ignorance of it. “I will make you mine.”

 

“Don't mark me,” she whispered. “Just…”

 

Sesshomaru kissed her again. He would honor her request for now, there was always later. Now…now he would quench his thirst and fulfill his promise. “You don't command me.”

 

“Nor you me,” she moaned softly as she gave him her purity in the manner he promised her eight months ago leaving them both spent and content to lie in each other's arms.

 

“Why did you refuse my mark?” he asked once they both caught their breaths. “I will not be content simply rutting with you.”

 

Midoriko looked away. She wanted to linger in the experience. It had been amazing and would only become more so with time. Time she did not have. “Do not ruin the moment.”

 

“Answer me,” he snarled.

 

“My destiny does not lay with a general,” she spat in frustration and anguish. “You have neither the power nor the influence to change that.”

 

Sesshomaru dropped her as though she tried to purify him. He was disgusted. In the end a female was a female, only concerned with the material and what came of it. He reached for his garments that had been liberated in the midst of their lovemaking and dressed. `Then since my destiny does not lay with you I will find it elsewhere and rid myself of you human.”

 

“Give my regards to Lady Minako,” she looked away biting her lip. He was hurt by what she said. It was for the best.

 

He said nothing only walked away. Females were such calculation creatures; never again would he be taken in by their wiles. He would always see them for what they were a nuisance. Now it was time to turn the tables.

 

Once he was gone, Midoriko let her tears fall. What did she just set in motion with her words? She had to go after him. She reached for her clothes and dressed. Catching up to him was still possible if she hurried.

 

“My Lady something has happened. Demons are attacking the exterminator village. They are fighting them off, but they need you.”

 

It was over. Destiny was coming to claim her. “Haruka, please get my bow and ready my horse. I need to resurrect a barrier. It will keep everyone safe until…”

 

“Don't say such things Lady, you will return to us victorious,” Haruka bowed her head.

 

Holding her chest Midoriko smiled. “Thank you, Haru-chan, I will try my best.”

 

Haruka smiled then ran off to see to her mistress's orders. The smiled went from Midoriko's face as soon as the girl was gone and she began to erect a barrier. “Good-bye, my love…”

 

1-1-1

 

Minako paced the study floor of her chamber in anger. Sesshomaru had been gone for 5 days. Five days!! True, there was no danger but without the exception of war or seeing personally to an order of her departed father, he did not leave. Her mind was wandering with all the possibilities and all of them were bad. “He wouldn't dare go to that…” her thoughts trailed as the smell of blood assaulted his nose. She turned her head towards the door and there stood her general covered in blood and dirt. “He has been hunting and battling.” Her mind eased at this sight. Though his clothes were filthy he had a look of dominance, yes her future mate was the perfect alpha male. A warm sensation settled over at the thought if him claiming her.

 

Sesshomaru growled as he threw the carcass of a dead warthog at her feet. Everything by the book this time. A sneer curled his lips; Minako's scent was even more provocative than usual. He rushed towards her and pinned her to the wall.

 

Minako's mind raced in excitement. This was the moment she was waiting for. She bared her neck in submission. Sesshomaru paused in his actions, too easy. He had hoped for some battle before taking her, even Midoriko gave him…. His fangs sank into the side of her neck while relieving his mate of her garments then ravaged her savagely until she was incapacitated.

 

Once she slipped into slumber he got out of bed and walked to the window. The scent of three days of mating filled the room and the entire palace knew there was a new master. He opened the window; he was thankful that a servant crept in quietly and removed the warthog. That would have been a disturbing smell. No doubt the servant confirmed the scent with their eye witness account of their mating. A prideful smirk dashed across his features at another scent emanating from his mate, she was pregnant. He would be a father in a few short months. Everything was as it should be.

 

Violet eyes surveyed his new domain. Tomorrow he would go out and make his presence known. Two figures moved near the barracks. Sesshomaru moved to focus on them in curiosity. It was Shinji and a messenger. “Give your report to me. Our lord is fulfilling his duty as new Lord of the West with our lady.”

 

The messenger smiled. “Long live our lord and lady,” he said before delivering the message. “I was scouting the territory on the look out for the cats when a bright light shot through the sky and a tremendous power grew then disappeared.”

 

Shinji nodded his head. “I felt something yesterday, but it was too far away. Continue.”

 

“I went to investigate but I could not pinpoint the battle. I did find some humans traveling and talking of what happened some were crying. That priestess that killed the cats has died in battle. They say she fought for seven straight days.”

 

“That human fights like a demon,” Shinji remarked. “Lord Sesshomaru will want to know of this when he reveals himself. You have done well.”

 

The demon saluted. “Thank you sir,” he said before going back to his scouting.

 

Some distance away, Sesshomaru gripped the pane of the window in distress. Midoriko was dead! How could she? Why did she not warn him? Suddenly all of her actions made sense. “Humans are such confounding creatures, especially the females!” Why didn't he see he signs? He could have protected her. Now he had obligations. He was so angry! Eyes bled crimson as he became a ball of light and raced from the palace. He wanted to grieve alone, he had to grieve alone. “Midoriko,” he growled as he landed in the middle of a forest and transformed. From there he killed everything in sight.

 

 

From some other realm, Fate looked down at two of her children. She had really done a number on them, despite Midoriko's selfish interfering. Just as well, things were more interesting this way. “Be patient my loves.”