InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Journey of the Half-Immortal ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

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Aniu is awake but she doesn't understand what happened. Her fear of Sesshoumaru drives deep. But does Sesshoumaru regret? Does he try to take back what he did?

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.16.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 288 | Status: Work In Progress

Chapter Five

“I can't believe we just left her in the hands of Sesshoumaru. I hate the bastard.”

“Inuyasha there was nothing we could do. If I shot them then I would have killed them both. If you used the wind scar you would have killed them both. Either way we would have lost Aniu to death,” said Kagome.

Inuyasha paced the small room as Kagome, Miroku and Sango watched. “Death probably would have been better than to let her suffer with Sesshoumaru.”

“It doesn't sound like Sesshoumaru plans to hurt her,” said Miroku.

“You weren't there, Miroku. You didn't see the fear in her eyes. She never gets scared. Never. I tell you her eyes were filled with fear, her voice quivered with it; I even smelled it on her skin. She was scared shitless.” Inuyasha was in Miroku's face now, concern spilling from his eyes to Miroku's brain.

“That is strange but we can't do anything, Inuyasha, without risking her life. And we need her alive, remember?” Miroku said.

Inuyasha nodded then looked at Kagome who just looked back at him. `If I can't save Aniu then I'll do everything I can to keep Kagome safe from Naraku and Sesshoumaru and anyone else.'

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Aniu opened her eyes just a bit to see a face in front of hers. She opened her eyes slightly wider so she could see the figure clearly. Her eyes focused and she saw Sesshoumaru's face peering down at her. She withdrew quickly, trying to sink into the sheets. Sesshoumaru's eyes filled with pain. He reached his hand to her cheek. When his cool skin touched hers she flinched but didn't pull back, afraid of what he might do to her if she disobeyed.

Sesshoumaru kept his hand on her face and tried to be soothing, “Aniu it's alright. I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you so badly. Please forgive me Aniu.”

“I can't forgive you Lord Sesshoumaru. I'm just a servant so I can't be apologized to.” Aniu's voice was raspy and dry. She licked her lips, “May I have something to drink Lord Sesshoumaru?”

He looked dumbfounded but nodded and grabbed a water-skin. He put one arm behind her shoulders. She froze then winced when he moved her forward. He held her up and moved behind her. He laid her down between his legs so her head rested on his stomach. He held the skin to her lips and she eagerly drank from it. The water was cool and refreshing and just what she needed. She was drinking it down so fast that Sesshoumaru had to pull the skin back and let her calm down a bit before he gave her more. He didn't want her to get sick cause she sucked down cold water too fast. Every time Sesshoumaru pulled the skin back Aniu wondered why she couldn't lift her arms. She looked down when Sesshoumaru pulled the skin away again. Her arms were neatly wrapped in cloth that came all the way up to her shoulder. Her whole top was gone so she could see the bandages on her stomach and on her shoulders without moving her shirt. She suddenly felt embarrassed but he was her master and she couldn't complain to him, so she just dealt with it.

“Why can't I move my arms, Lor-“

“No don't call me `Lord Sesshoumaru.' You are not my servant like that you hear me?”

“Y-Yes sir,” her voice shook when she spoke. She was afraid that she might have done something wrong and he would punish her again.

“Aniu just call me `Sesshoumaru' Ok?” She nodded. “Okay you can't move your arms because I…clawed them to your bone and they haven't healed yet.”

Aniu stared at Sesshoumaru in disbelief. She was lying in the lap of someone that could have torn the arms off her body. She was suddenly very scared of him. She tried to shrink, tried to make her seem smaller but only succeeded in causing herself pain. Sesshoumaru put the skin aside and moved his arms over her breasts so he could lift her into his lap. He couldn't lift her around her stomach because of the wounds there and he couldn't lift her by the arms. She was sitting in his lap with his arms cradled over her breasts, smashing them against her chest. She leaned forward and if it hadn't of been for his arms she would have fallen over. He cradled her against his chest. She froze afraid to move, afraid to upset him. He sighed and she relaxed against the hardness of his chest. Only then did she notice that he didn't have a shirt on either and that she could feel every inch of his upper body. The hard, smooth feel of his chest and the well toned arms cradling her front. She let out a sigh and felt some of the tension release from her shoulders. Sesshoumaru seemed surprised about her reaction. He let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He leaned his forehead on her head, his warm breath blowing against the back of her neck. She shuddered and made a small whimper.

Sesshoumaru hugged her tighter to him, kissing her hair as he held her tight. “It's ok I'm not going to hurt you.”

Aniu almost believed him but she wasn't sure, there was doubt wedged into her heart that gave her this overwhelming fear of him. She didn't want to be scared of him but she couldn't help it. It was there hiding in the shadows, ready to pounce when it saw a chance to bring the fear into her heart. Aniu tried to move her arms again so she could hug him back but they were useless and she suddenly felt trapped. She inhaled a deep breath and let it out slowly, shaking as it made its way out. She bent over and winced slightly but laid the barest of kisses on his arm. Sesshoumaru dug his head deeper into that wavy, golden mass of hair. Aniu pushed her head away from his face and laid it back against his shoulder. She turned her head to see him. Their faces were so close together. Sesshoumaru's eyes glittered with regret. Aniu wanted to make that look in his eyes disappear.

He leaned in closer as if knowing what she wanted. The kiss was soft, just a brush of lips. It was passionate and held a whole bunch of exploration in it. She pressed her tongue to his lips applying a little pressure. She drew back from the kiss so quickly that she almost fell out of his arms.

He caught her before she hit the ground. “No, don't pull back.”

She remembered that first time she had tried to ask for entrance and he had hurt her. She whimpered with fear and tried to make herself seem submissive. Sesshoumaru shook his head. “No, don't be submissive.”

He wrapped his hand into a fistful of hair and pushed her back towards his mouth. He kissed her just as gently as before. She kissed him back and again tried for entrance a little hesitantly at first. He parted his lips and she slowly slid her tongue past his lips until she reached his fangs. She licked at it with her tongue and felt a sharp pain before she tasted that sweet, metallic, copper taste of blood as it filled her mouth. He made a low sound in his throat, almost a growl. She froze and he pulled back. He looked at her, concern filling his cold, amber eyes. He kissed her lightly on the mouth and she didn't react.

He kissed her on the forehead. “I'm sorry. I won't hurt you ever again.” Sesshoumaru's voice was soft and warm against her forehead. She started to unthaw and relaxed in his grip. Where had this reluctance come from? Was it going to ruin her?

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