InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Slaves to Fate ❯ Control ( Chapter 11 )

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Chapter Eleven
Control


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“Ah so you don’t like seeing her suffer. Too bad the same can’t be said for this Sesshomaru. You see, I enjoy watching my prey suffer before leaving them to die a slow and painful death.” His claws glowed brighter as he raised his hand...

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A thin whip of green lashed out and grazed his stomach, then retracted only to graze his cheeks. The whip was so fast he didn’t realize he had been struck until the blood started to flow or the skin formed a welt.

Some of the wounds were deep while others didn’t break the skin, but the despite the seriousness, all of them hurt. But he didn’t do anything to retaliate, he thought he deserved each and every strike that was being dealt to him.

Sesshomaru spun and moved his arm with a merciless grace as he stared at him with hate filled eyes. His face was contorted in pain, which surprised Inuyasha because he wasn’t the one being attacked. He let out a cry when the poison started to seep into his bloodstream.

He writhed in pain as it worked it’s way through his body. ‘I have to stop moving, it only spreads the poison faster. I have to stay alive for Kagome.’ thought Inuyasha as he tried to regain control over his movements.

Sesshomaru abruptly stopped when he heard Inuyasha cry out in agony. The whip returned to his fingertips and he looked at the damage he had done. If he were truly cold like he thought himself to be, he would be highly pleased with himself for such a masterpiece. But deep inside he felt a pang of guilt. He quickly tried to press it down, but it kept rising until it reached his mind where it planted itself firmly.

He looked at the various cuts that covered Inuyasha’s body and felt guilty. He never killed or harmed without a purpose, for to do so would be dishonorable. But here he was, on the verge of killing someone who hadn’t even put up a fight.

He once again tried to repress the felling but it held firm. He didn’t know why he felt guilty now, he had done worse to the whelp before, so why was he just now feeling guilty. What was so special about this fight?

A part of him wanted to pin the blame on Inuyasha because it was his decision not to fight back, but the guilt wouldn’t let him. He knew why he didn’t fight back and was disgusted by it. He knew Inuyasha thought he deserved this, he had told him so himself, and he was letting himself get injured on purpose.

‘No matter what the circumstances, you should never give up. Giving up is admitting your weakness, and being weak is below everyone.’ thought Sesshomaru as he stepped toward Inuyasha’s body. Once he was right beside him, he knelt down to look at his face.

What he saw, shocked him. The look on his face was one of ultimate peace and serenity and he smiled up at him. His eyes were glazed over and had a dreamy look in them.

He opened his chapped lips and spoke in a choked whisper,”Guess you finally got your wish Sesshomaru.”

Sesshomaru just looked at him. “I know not what you are talking about.”

He tried to laugh but instead it turned into a cough that brought poison and blood with it. “You always said you wanted to rid the family of my hanyou blood, and now you have the perfect opportunity. So go ahead kill me, I deserve it anyway and who better to end my useless existence than the person who didn’t want me to exist in the first place,” he said as he closed his eyes.

Sesshomaru would have started crying if he hadn’t buried the ability to do so. He was no better. He was no better than Inuyasha, in fact, he was worse. For his whole life, he had degraded Inuyasha, telling him that he was worthless, a disgrace to the youkai community, an abomination.

It was his fault that he was who he was today. If he had been the brother that he was supposed to be, then Inuyasha probably would have grown up with him in the palace and had a decent life. But he had shunned him away because of his blood.

Wasn’t the reason he was in this situation because Inuyasha had done the same to Kagome, telling her she was just a shard detector or that she was ugly and wouldn’t be worth anything. He had made her believe she was worthless, and he had made Inuyasha believe he was worthless as well.

‘Maybe if I kill him now, then this emotion will disappear and I can continue with my life.’ he thought s he raised his hand, claws poised to plunge into his heart at a second’s notice.

Her eyes fluttered open and she sat up, blinking away the tears that gathered at the corners of her eyes because she moved. She bent over, but stopped midway when a searing pain shot through her spine.

She tried to remember what had caused the pain and the last thing she remembered was Inuyasha’s claws digging into her back. Why did he do it? She looked around for him and saw Sesshomaru bent over.

She assumed that he was bending over Inuyasha. Then she saw him raise his hand, and she panicked, she couldn’t let Sesshomaru kill him, not like this. She wasn’t sure why she didn’t want him to die, a part of her thought he deserved it, but she just couldn’t justify killing him as a punishment.

She ignored the pain as she struggled to crawl over to him, desperate to stop Sesshomaru before it was too late. Being a demon, she got there faster than she would have if she been human. She threw herself across Inuyasha’s bloody body, getting and ‘umph’ from him.

Sesshomaru stared in shock as she pleaded for him no to strike. He lowered his hand, but his face remained slightly shocked.

“Please, don’t kill him. No one deserves death as a punishment, no matter what they’ve done,” said Kagome as she clutched onto Inuyasha’s shredded haori. The blood and poison seeped into her kimono and got on her skin, but she did not care.

Inuyasha opened his eyes to see Kagome sprawled across his chest. “What are you doing? Get off me and let me receive what I deserve, wench. Always have to interfere in matters that don’t concern you,” he growled as he feebly tried to pry her off.

She looked at him with sad eyes. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. ‘He wants to die? Why would he want to die, didn’t he hear anything that I said about Kikyo?’ thought Kagome.

“Bitch I said get off me! This doesn’t fuckin concern you! You think this is goin to help?! If you do, then you truly are stupid. You always think that you can help somebody or save the day with a hug or comforting words, but they don’t do a damn thing!” he yelled as he dug his claws into her shoulders, trying to make her let go.

He didn’t want to be so harsh, but if hurting her was the only way she would get off of im and let him die, then so be it. If he died, then he could finally be free of Kikyo’s control and could rest in peace. He’d also have the knowledge that Kikyo would have no reason to harm her since he would be dead.

Even when death was in his face, he had to be cruel to her. He never wanted to accept her help, even when he knew he needed it. She wouldn’t let him die, but he sure as hell wouldn’t get her sympathy anymore.

‘If that’s the way he wants to be then fine. I’ll always love you like in the past, but I can’t keep waiting like this.’ She got off of Inuyasha only to be pushed back to the groung by a hand on her chest. She looked up to see Sesshomaru staring at her, face and eyes emotionless.

“Why did you stop me? Why did you let him live?” he growled.

“Because death is not a punishment and he does not deserve to die,” she said cooly as she returned his gaze.

“How can you defend him after all that he has done to you? He had degraded you, insulted you, and harmed you physically and ,mentally, yet you still defend him. This Sesshomaru does not see the logic of your actions.”

Kagome’s eyes flashed with anger as she pushed his hand aside. “Of course you wouldn’t see the logic of my actions, you can’t see the logic in anything I do because you can’t get past the fact that I’m a human!” she screamed, rage growing by the second.

“But that doesn’t justify defending him,” he said icily, wondering why she was so angry.

He seemed to have struck a cord inside Kagome’s mind and she lost all control she had. “I defended him because I love him! That’s why you can’t see the logic in my actions because my actions were out of love! But of course you refuse to love so you wouldn’t understand me or anything about me. If you gave love a chance then you would see why I do the things I do, but if you just want to remain the cold hearted bastard that you’re pretending to be then fine!” she screamed as she started to glow.

Sesshomaru watched in horror as she began to transform. Her claws elongated along with her fangs. Her hands and feet became huge paws and her hair changed to fur. She began to take on the form a giant dog, and by the time she was done, that’s exactly what she was.

She was an inu-youkai and looked just like Sesshomaru when he was in his true form except for some minor differences. Her coat was the deepest ebony except for the rings of fur around her ankles and back, they were the color of moonlight.

Her eyes were still blood red but they had a silver pupil. Her claws were also silver. The symbols on her forehead remained the same as did the stripes on her muzzle. She stood almost the same size as he did. Her tails, she had two like his father, were the same as the rings of fur, the color of moonlight.

She was the most stunning creature he had ever seen. But he was surprised that she could transform at all. Female demons weren’t known to transform at all, but here was Kagome, almost equal to his own power. But her beauty wasn’t what he should be thinking about right now. He should be thinking about how to get her to calm down and change back.

‘The only way to get her to change back is to get her to submit to me, but this Sesshomaru doesn’t want to have to resort to that. If I do, she might get hurt.’ thought Sesshomaru as he too, transformed. When he was done, he stood in front of her, only a few feet taller.

He growled at her,”’Calm down female!”’

She barked at him back,”’No!”’

He grew tired of talking, or communicating in this case, and lunged at her. She dodged the attack and slashed his shoulder. Sesshomaru gave a snarl and jumped at her once again, successfully pinning her to the ground. She thrashed in his grasp and ripped at his soft stomach, putting some mild gashes in it.

He gave a howl of pain and surprise as he leapt back, blood gushing from his stomach. He sat down and started to lick his wounds, which healed almost instantly because of the healing qualities in his saliva. Once he was done, he got up and walked toward Kagome.

They circled each other and both lunged at one another. They slashed and clawed at each other, biting when they could. In their wrestling match, Sesshomaru’s wounds reopened, staining his pristine white coat. They rolled around, knocking over trees and whatnot. In the end, Sesshomaru once again pinned Kagome down.

“‘ Bitch must submit!”’

“‘No! Female will not submit to male!”’

“‘Submit now female!”’

Kagome whimpered and turned her head upward, exposing her chin.“‘Female submits.”’

Sesshomaru nuzzled her neck, accepting the sign of submission. He licked her face and touched his nose to hers in a sign of affection, showing he would not harm her. She slowly changed back and he followed suit.

When they were both completely back to normal, Sesshomaru slumped to the ground, clutching his stomach as it bled profusely. Kagome knelt down beside him and gently pushed him on his back. She ripped the sleeve of her kimono into strips and set them aside.

She placed her hands over the wounds and closed her eyes. Sesshomaru watched this through clouded eyes and was puzzled. ‘Why is she helping me?’

“What are you doing to me Kagome?” he muttered. He was saying more to himself but with her improved youkai hearing, Kagome heard it anyway. She smiled weakly and said,”I’m trying to heal you but you keep squirming.”

He managed a wry smile as she gingerly removed the bits cloth that had gotten stuck out of the wounds. He winced a bit but remained practically unfazed. When she was done, Sesshomaru was completely shirtless and part of his pants were gone as well, just enough to reveal the muscles that lead to his nether regions.

She found it hard to ignore this and found it even harder not to look and blush when she touched his chest. Her fingers brushed over his washboard abs and trailed up to his chest, lingering there for a moment before pulling away.

‘His skin is like velvet stretched over a steel frame, and his abs are so perfect. He’s muscular, but not overly so, his muscles are perfectly proportioned to his body. I wish I could see mo-...’ she stopped herself right there, afraid of where her own thoughts were going.

Little did she know that Sesshomaru’s had gone there and beyond. To him her touches were light feathers that ignited tiny flames wherever they touched. All this heat went straight down and started to pool within his manhood. The winces of pain were not from the wounds but from his very, very stiff erection.

His pants were low enough to tease him with the possible thought of freedom, but Kagome stopped them right above his member, making him suffer. He felt constricted and begged for release, but the only person that could give it to him was too innocent to even consider it.

‘God if she only knew. Why couldn’t she be like Amari right now, she would have been thrilled at the chance to relieve me.’ he thought as Kagome touched a particularly sensitive spot. He groaned as she applied pressure to the spot, his erection becoming almost unbearable.

Kagome inhaled the air as she sighed and smelled a new scent. She sniffed and found it was coming from Sesshomaru. On top of the forest after a thunderstorm scent was a newer, spicy scent that made her head swim.

It wrapped around her and made her suddenly hot and uncomfortable. Heat started to race to her abdomen and she started to feel lightheaded. She shook her head, clearing it of the thoughts that had previously tried to invade.

Now that the wounds were clean, she could concentrate on healing them. She placed her hands on his chest and lower stomach and closed her eyes. Her hands started to glow and the wounds started to knit back together with incredible speed.

He felt a tingling sensation on his chest, stomach, and left shoulder, although he didn’t know why. Once it died down he looked up at Kagome who had an idiotic grin plastered on her pretty face.

He cocked an eyebrow at her, wanting to know why she was smiling, but she only smiled wider. He finally gave up and decided to ask.

“What, may I ask, is so amusing?” he asked, boredom clear in his voice.

She didn’t respond verbally, but physically. She reached down and took his hand in hers, lacing their fingers together. He was clueless to why she did this and instead of letting go, she only tightened her hold.

His eyebrows disappeared into his hair line as he continued to stare at her in confusion. Though he had to admit that her holding his hand was something he secretly enjoyed, and wished that they could do it more often.

Reacting completely upon instinct, he placed his other hand on top of their intertwined ones and gave a squeeze. Almost immediately after he did, he froze. He gave another squeeze to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating, and confirmed his sudden discovery.

He picked up their laced hands and placed an open mouthed kiss upon Kagome’s knuckles, earning a blush from her. The hand that was holding Kagome’s, the hand that pulsed with his heartbeat as blood was pumped through it, the hand that wished touch her body, was his left hand.

He was so shocked to have his left hand and arm back that he completely dropped the cold bastard facade and tackled Kagome in a crushing embrace, not noticing that his other wounds were healed as well.

Kagome was equally as shocked when he did this and was stunned beyond comprehension at what he did next.

He put his mouth next to her ear and in a husky whisper said,”Thank you. . . Kagome.”

The way her name tumbled from his lips like a fine wine sent shivers down her spine and only added to the heat in her abdomen. He smelled her arousal and couldn’t resist the opportunity. He moved his mouth from her ear and placed his lips on hers in a passionate and searing kiss.

Kagome gasped in surprise and pleasure and Sesshomaru took this as an opportunity to explore the hot, sweet recesses of her mouth. There wasn’t an inch he left unexplored before something inside his head and he abruptly pulled away, leaving Kagome in a dazed state.

She blinked and looked at Sesshomaru, who in turn grasped her tightly around her waist and formed his demonic cloud underneath them. They lifted off into the air, speeding back to the palace at an amazing pace.
‘What just happened?’ thought Kagome as she unconsciously wrapped her arms around Sesshomaru’s waist, seeking comfort in the cold taiyoukai. On the inside, Sesshomaru was grinning at the girl’s nervousness and he was glad at how she clutched to him. He gripped her hip in response and she relaxed against him as the wind whipped past them. They both wished that this moment wouldn’t end but nothing could last forever.

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