InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Prisoner of Love ❯ Watching ( Chapter 2 )

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~ Prisoner of Love ~

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A/N Well this chapter is new. Sorry to all! I know it was just dumb and retarded of me to end at that scene in the last chapter and then come back with this piece of junk. Forgive me! I am sorry! But please be nice and review! Later.

L a s t T i m e : C h a p t e r 1 : P r e t e n d . . .

Before finally making his entrance, he stood behind the bushes, and watched her. To his disappointment, he found she had once again placed that damn mask on her face. He wanted to see her, he would not shun her, but he wanted to see her face to fully except her. She had no reason to hide from this Sesshoumaru. he watched as she slowly began to breathe and nod her head. He could smell unshed tears. But it was not strong enough to over come her loved scent. Her long legs poked out from her kimono and the cords tying her sandals had loosened a bit. Her obi was firm and her kimono complimented her figure. Even the moon seemed to be giving its praise, as it lavished her in its warm light. Slowly she looked up, and thinking this was a good as time as ever, he stepped from the green bushes
elegantly and stood before her in his God-like figure. This time there will not be any more interuptions...

C h a p t e r 2 : W a t c h i n g . . .

Even Sesshoumaru would have to admit that his ball was a bust. The crowds lingered on the side lines of the dance floor and simply watched the other few couples who shakily moved across the floor. The Northern Lord and his family were gone and so the party just wasn't as active. For it was usually the Northern Lord who started all dances and strike up conversations here and there throughout the crowds riling everybody up. And he was usually the first to drink so much. And the girl, the Northern Lord's daughter. Usually it was she who would flirt with the men and make them chase her, only to discover her gone later hiding in the back of the room, watching, drinking silently. For that was how it usually was with her, he noticed...

Watching the other Lords and Ladies dance to and fro, Sesshoumaru grew bored. He sat upon his throne in the highest balcony of the ballroom and watched over the others. So far he had seen no heavenly Techi enter the room. That girl. The one whose eyes where so pure and full of life. She was haunting him in his dreams and in reality. She was every where and no matter what Sesshoumaru did, he just could not forget her. Pathetic, he knew for he didn't even know her name, but there was something different about her. She wasn't like all those other women he had bed to forget her. She was some thing different. Maybe in a way, too different.

Suddenly Sesshoumaru was brought out of his thoughts when the trumpets went off signaling the others that someone had arrived. Sesshoumaru growled. No one was late to his ball. No one. Standing up, he waited for the new comers to greet him, and mostly likely beg for forgiveness. Down the huge spiraling staircase came none other than the Northern Lord and his family. Lord Higirashi and Lady Higirashi, followed by several servants. But where was the girl?

"Ah, Lord Sesshoumaru." he said holding out his arms in a gesture of forgiveness, "Excuse our tardiness, it seems that we experienced carriage troubles on the way here. I apologize. Please except my apologies," he said and bowed. All eyes were on the Northern Lord and the Western Lord. What was gonna happen? Surly the Great Lord Sesshoumaru wasn't gonna let the Northern Lord get away with being late. He was known as the cold Lord whose path you dare not step in fear of death.

"Lord Higirashi," Sesshoumaru said, "You do know what I do to those tardy to my formal do you not?" he said smirking. He was going to enjoy this. It had been a while since he had punished any body for lateness. He would most certainly give the Northern Lord a run for his lands, for he was in the Western Lands. And even if he did have a beautiful daughter, this was not going to go unnoticed.

"Ah, yes I am familiar with your terms of tardy. But I ask that you-" the Northern Lord said stuttering but was suddenly cut off. But the question was, by who? It spoke. It was a female. A lovely tone that could have only come from a lovely female...

"Daddy!" some one screamed. All eyes glanced back up to the spiraling stairs and saw the angel that walked the northern lands. The nameless daughter of the Northern Lord. The Hime. The tenchi was running down the stairs in a long, fluttering white kimono with a enlarged silver obi. Her shoes were white and slipped on and could be heard with a small click click noise on the stairs and her midnight blue hair was curled with most of it pulled back into a bun, held by long floor dragging ribbons and had few pieces framing her face and eyes. But the eyes. Another mask was on. A white mask with slits for seeing and other than that, it was plan as could be. But yet, on her, it was amazing. It made her a mystery waiting to be solved. A puzzle. And he Sesshoumaru would be the one to solve it. No other.

"Hime," one of the servants said, "It is not polite to address the Northern Lord with such formality in such a place! Do you realize the actions you have just now caused?" The servant then grew red with embarrassment realizing that she too, had spoke out of turn. Actions were on the run it seemed this evening.

"Hush, Sango! This is my father! I can address him however I please," the Hime said to the maid and turned to face her father and Western Lord. Her eyes behind the mask could be seen with such fury and passion. A unbreakable spirit and pure soul.

"Father," she said and bowed low to her father, who in turn bowed back, "My Lord," she said turning to address Sesshoumaru, who in turn took her hand and brought it close. Her hand fit so perfectly into his hand. It just felt so right to hold her hand and to have hers complimented his.

"My Hime, we meet again," he whispered just loud enough for her to hear. Kissing her hand, he let it go and stepped back to examine her. She had gasped and stepped back also. Well it was true wasn't it? She could not deny the fact this was their second meeting within the full moon...

Slowly she looked up, and thinking this was a good as time as ever, he stepped from the green bushes elegantly and stood before her in his God-like figure. This time there will not be any more interuptions...

"What are you doing' here?" she whispered. She stood and slowly backed away. What is he doing here? The Western Lord. The Ice Lord as he was called. Had he followed her? And how long had he been watching her? 'Dumb Kagome, dumb Kagome!' the little miniature Kagome said inside her pounding on its small head. 'Why didn't you sense anything! He is Taiyoukai! You should have felt his presence! Dumb Kagome!' it screamed. Pushing the voice back, Kagome said, "Answer me! What are you doing here?"

The Lord merely looked at her and said nothing. He made no move to acknowledged her or her words. He just merely stared and didn't make a move towards her. "Answer me, damnit!" she cursed. Only then was like he noticed her. He walked forward and came to the fountain. Sitting down, he beckoned her to do so too. Kagome sat but she was still tense. How many girls were known to have sit with the great Sesshoumaru and still be alive? Not too many...

'You are a miko, are you not?" he asked fiddling with the water. Kagome stood her eyes transfixed onto his long claws that seemed to slice through the water's surface. She made no sudden move to answer. Elegantly he raise one eyebrow at her and removed his fingers from the water, causing it to trickle down his arm and be soaked up by his kimono. Holding his hand up to his eyes, he stopped, watching her follow every little movement of his hand only to land her gaze on his face. They stayed like that. Mask to mask, eye to eyes. Now was the perfect time to see what the face of the girl looked like. The girl that had haunted him. The girl that had him fooled. It would all be clear in a moment if she were worthy of this Sesshoumaru's attention or not...

Reaching up he removed the mask on his face and placed it near the water's edge and made out to grab hers. Thinking he had her, he pulled the black ribbon holding it up. It fell to the side and slowly he grabbed the mask and was slowly running it down her face. Almost there...Blue eyes suddenly appeared over the top of the mask. Got it! But both stopped when a noise could be heard from the bushes to their left. Who was there? Hastily, Kagome jerked back and watched as her clay mask hit the ground shattering. Reaching out, she grabbed his mask and placed it over her eyes before any intruder could see her face. She was the unknown hime of the North! How unlike her to not be on guard when with a male!

Sesshoumaru, who was still growling at the bushes, was far too busy to notice the girl and his mask. Letting her go for now, he flexed his claws, from which seeping venom poured and waited. Finally a voice could be heard. "Damn bushes! Got to remind the retarded gardener to cut these! Damnit! Someone help me!" Kagome and Sesshoumaru looked over to the voice and both were shocked to see Kagura struggling to pass the bushes, which she was caught in. "What are you both morons looking at?!" she screamed, "Help me!!" and began to flail her arms around making it worse when her kimono began to rip on the thorns.

Rushing forward to help Kagura, Kagome hit Sesshoumaru whose hand flew fast but had also flown with some venom. The venom then hit Kagura who in turn shrieked and then made Kagome stop and fall who in turn hit Sesshoumaru who fell down with her.

Landing on Sesshoumaru's chest Kagome leaned forward and had locked lips with Sesshoumaru, who instantly began to respond. Eyes wide open, Kagome looked to see Sesshoumaru's with his eyes closed. He was enjoying this?! Her first kiss and of all people, it had to be the Western Lord. Panicking, she tried to pull herself off. This was not suppose to happen? What will everybody think?

Sesshoumaru who was still mad at Kagura for running his time with the miko, was now glad that the old bitch had showed up or else now he wouldn't be locking lips with this beauty. Feeling her struggle against him, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him. She was the one to have chosen this position, so she would have to learn to deal with it. But that mask! His mask was on her, and from the corner of his eyes, he could see that indeed her other had been broken. So close...

"Help! Lord Sesshoumaru! Help me!" Kagura screamed. This was not suppose to happen! Earlier she had wandered the halls looking for her Lord and when she does find him, he walks outside to watch that idiotic brat Kagome and decides to sit with her and grace her unworthy self with his presence. That was not right! Her plan was for her to make Kagome leave and then she would have had Lord Sesshoumaru all to herself. But that ungrateful little brat had gone and ruined everything once again! How dare she! Kagome Higirashi, I Lady Kagura of the Eastern lands, vow revenge here and now. "LORD SESSHOUMARU! PLEASE HELP!"

"Silence wench!" he growled lunging forward with Kagome in his arms. Reaching out to slice her in two, he was surprised when a small arm pinned his down. Kagome. She now sat in his arms with his in hers. She looked down and was silently praying that he wouldn't hurt her or Kagura or that matter.

"My Lord," she said, "I really don't think that is necessary now is it? My father would not like it if you were to stain the roses with blood," she whimpered, "So please, let us go back to the ball," and with that she slipped from his embrace and started to walk down the path which lead back to the castle. Not once did she look back to see if he was coming or not.

Showing his fangs to Kagura, who trembled in fear, he said, "Wind wench, get in this Sesshoumaru's business again and this Sesshoumaru will not hesitate to kill you no matter your title or your lands," and he walked away following the scent of the hime who walked before him...

Back at the ball room, Sesshoumaru picked up a random mask lying on the table and walked off. Placing it on his face, he began to scout for the hime. Where was she? Seeing no hime, he walked toward the tables filled with all sort of delicacies. Picking up a random glass of champaign, he sipped it slowly unaware of the eyes watching him...

Kagome stood upon the balcony, now watching her Lord, who stop silently sipping on the champaign making it look extremely sexy. Well in fact everything he did looked sexy...Looking down at the object in her hands, she cursed it for all the trouble it was about to bring. The mask, his mask. This being a ball, no one was to go without a mask. And she had just tooken his, but by the looks of it, he snagged another. But still, this was property of the Lord of The Western Lands. It was his and not hers to hold to relive a memory. Yes, after departing from he and Lady Kagura, Kagome had ran to her room and placed another mask upon herself. This time it was shaped into a simple pattern of butterfly wings to go with her kimono and was indeed a favorite. 'Stupid Kagome! the little voice roared inside ' You just ruined your favorite mask!'

Slowly but steadily making her way around the balcony and its people, Kagome made her way down the stairs. Holding onto the rail, she didn't trip or make one stumble and managed to cross the ballroom floor. Tapping the Lord upon his should, she waited for him to turn about and face her. When he did, she bowed low to meet the floor.

"Forgive me my Lord," she said still low to the floor, "But in the heat of things I seemed to take your mask," holding it out she waited for him to take it.

"Keep it," he said, and looked at her new one, "You seem to have a collection of them any how."

"Thank you my Lord," she said, "But for what purpose?" she said eyeing him, thinking there was a good catch. For it there was, she would rather give back the mask and run from it all...

"The purpose is that I broke yours," he said and cut her off when she was to speak, "But will this do hime?" and outwards he held her other mask. Her favorite one. It was renewed and repaired and looked just like the day she had received it.

"What is the catch?" she giggled. Great! Now I am flirting with the guy!

"Oh, nothing," he smiled, "But a dance," and grasped Kagome's hand and whisked her out to the dance floor, spinning her around and round...

"Care to dance, hime?" Sesshoumaru smirked...

He was going to remember this night forever...that and get that mask off of her too...


A/N I have come to believe that this is one of my more 'stupid-er' fics and I really have come to dislike it. LoL. Well it is true. Well thanks for reading! I am sorry I made you waste time in doing so. If not then I hope some of you at least enjoyed it. This is only posted here only for day dreamer 99 for I realized that I am wasting her time when she has to go all the way to fanfiction and search for me just to read this. Sorry!

Lea-Chan