InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Red Room ❯ Non Amore ( Chapter 2 )

The Red Room

 

 

By: RisuBento

 

 

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the title and the plot of this story.

 

 

 

Chapter Two:

 

 

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I was almost 15 by the time I was thrown out of Fujiko's. I wasn't what they called "good business". I probably haven't been. Ever since our rough separation, my life had no meaning…since I didn't have Inuyasha in my life. Business went as usual after that…but I did nothing. I would let them do anything and everything to me. I didn't care what happened to me. I barely ate, unless food was forced down my throat. I was always dirty, never having the strength or will to bathe myself.

 

I was a shattered form. I was nothing. The day I truly felt dead…shattered and stone-cold…was the day that blood gushed from between my legs. That was almost 3 months after Inuyasha had left. During those slow and painful months, I, along with everyone else were amazed at the fact that even though I barely ate, my midsection was growing ever so larger.

 

I was sitting at the table with the rest of the women; we were all eating in silence, when my lower abdomen suddenly, and painfully, tightened and I gasped. I dropped the bowl I was eating from, barely hearing it shatter on the hardwood flooring, and hugged myself. The women had stopped what they were doing to look at me. I tried to give a reassuring smile---to brush it off---but another twisting of my insides caused me to cry out and fall over. I fainted. When I awoke again, I found myself surrounded by the women…my legs were warm and sticky and I was being fed water.

 

"Just relax child…relax…" Came Fujiko's reassuring voice, from where she knelt between my legs. I fainted again.

 

I was asleep for almost 4 days by the time I awoke. It was raining and storming harshly and I found myself shivering ever so slightly. I was in a part of Fujiko's that I'd never been in before for more than a moment. It was Fujiko's own private chambers. The woman herself, was sitting at her desk and was delicately and diligently writing beautiful calligraphy letters on a piece of paper.

 

She looked up at me and gave a sad smile.

 

That's when she told me that I'd given birth to a baby boy prematurely.

 

I didn't know what to think. I just laid there…unmoving. How? I even asked her how…she looked at me strangely and I told her about how Kaede had told that I was infertile. Fujiko just gave me another sad smile and shook her head.

 

After that… I was pretty much ruined. I was in pain every time a man bedded me. I couldn't help but wince and almost cry out at the feeling of them entering me. Deep inside…I couldn't help but feel that there was only one man who was allowed in between my legs…and he was long gone.

 

Whenever I was assigned a client, I tried and tried so hard to pretend that they were Inuyasha. But…I couldn't. Many a times when I 'did' pretend they were him…I would cry out or gasp in pleasure. For that I was punished. I was stripped of my title as the "Red Room Mistress" and was given a much smaller room…where I was to please my clients while four other women did the same…all within 5 feet of the other.

 

A few months after my 15th birthday I was told to leave Fujiko's. But it wasn't by Fujiko herself. I was more of…thrown out by the other girls when Fujiko was gone on business. They all cornered me into a small room and beat me and called me names that I'd never even heard of before. They told me I was giving them bad names and that the reason Fujiko was away on business was because I was making her lose money. I didn't do anything. I just sat there and took the beatings. That made them even angrier. They threw me out---literally---out onto the fecal covered streets, breaking my right arm.

 

I wasn't sure how long I'd lay there. All I did know was that person after person…just continued on by me. Not bothering to help me…they wouldn't help a "whore"…

 

That was almost a year ago.

 

I awoke to find myself on a farm. I've been living there for the past year or so…working as a maid. I clean to house, make the dinners, feed the barn animals…I want to leave.

 

 

 

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I leaned forward and rested my forearm on the window sill. Down below was my father's troops. We were leaving in the morning. I as well. Another war. Why couldn't these things just stop?

 

"Inuyasha?" Came my father's voice from behind me. I turned and looked at the two, regal looking men before me. Sesshoumaru, my elder half-brother was standing on the left side of my father and was staring off in a bored trance. He was tall and handsome----just like my father. I was left being the short one with more human features than I could handle.

 

"Yes father?" I asked, standing up straight and formal. I was almost to his nose---a mere 5 inches shorter than him. Sesshoumaru was much taller than our father.

 

"You are to report to your squadron before the cock crows tomorrow morn. Can I expect you to be ready?" He asked. I nodded and bowed respectfully to him. He was the shogun of the West…I was his second son. I was given, for my 17 birthday, my own squadron of my father's army, to train and teach on my own. I've taught them everything that I've been taught. The way of the ninja…and of the samurai.

 

I turned back to the window I was looking out of, figuring my father and elder brother would leave…only to have the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. My father was staring at me with his florescent eyes…I could 'feel' it. I swallowed and tempted to stand my ground---to not look weak. But I already knew that I did look weak.

 

"Was there something else father?" I asked, closing my eyes and inhaling the breeze that came through the window. I heard my father shift and then give a small order, which came out in a growl, to Sesshoumaru. My elder brother left…leaving me with my father…alone.

 

My father's heavy steps were slowly coming in my direction---and sure enough, he stood next to me a moment later, hands clasped behind his back , his head held high. He stared out the window for a moment, watching the scenery, smelling the world's smells…before speaking in that booming yet smooth voice of his.

 

"Inuyasha…can I ask something of you?" He asked, never once looking at me.

 

I was shocked. My father 'never' asked a direct question to me unless it was dealing with war. I swallowed back my nervousness and nodded.

 

"What was her name?" He asked. I was confused. What? He must've smelled my confusion for he next explained the reason behind the question.

 

"Last year…when you disappeared from the ranks from time to time…you came back reeking of a human girl---and were happier than I'd ever seen you before. Tell me---what was the girl's name that stole my youngest son's heart so easily?" He asked.

 

I felt my stomach drop to my feet. I hadn't thought of her directly in almost a year now…I'd forced myself to not think of her. Kagome…

 

I was pulled from my thoughts when my father spoke again. "You love her?"

 

"Loved, father…loved. She refused my hand…and I left her for her whorish ways. I don't love her anymore father…I don't even know why I did…" I said, closing my eyes and shaking my head. I turned away and crossed my arms. My eyes shot open when I heard my father's chuckle loudly behind me.

 

"It's not a laughing matter father…! Why's is so important? She's probably dead by now anyways…" I yelled, my voice trailing off.

 

"Inuyasha, my son, my father always told me something… "If you have a desire" or in your case Inuyasha, love , "If you love something so greatly…take it. Leave no regret."

 

My father turned and left the room, but not before pausing and placing an elegant clawed hand on my shoulder. When I heard the shoji slide all the way shut, I dropped to my knees and angry punched a hole through the floor.

 

"I DO NOT LOVE HER! I DON'T!" I screamed. Everything was quiet and still…almost as if my screaming hadn't happened at all. But I knew it did for I now felt a weight gone from my back.

 

I let myself roll onto my back and stared at the ceiling. Tomorrow I leave for Edo (Tokyo's original name). Tomorrow I see 'her'. No…scratch that. Tomorrow I 'won't' see her. I WON'T!

 

 

I opened my eyes to the invading sun's tickling fingers and sat up. I gasped and flew from the bed in a confused frenzy. I was supposed to have been up and already feeding the animals BEFORE the sun has risen! Punishment was definitely in the agenda for the day!

 

I quickly threw on the work kimono I'd worn the day before and quickly tied my hair back into the unmessy-like low ponytail I could manage before running from the makeshift room I was given. I grimaced at the smell of my kimono. It was nothing special. Just an old kimono made of cotton and only went to my calves so I could work easier. It smelled of the chicken coop which I'd been instructed to clean the day before. In fact, now that I look down at myself, there are stray feathers all over.

 

I sighed and climbed down from the ladder leading up to my small hut. I hopped down to my feet and began to run towards the main house. As I got closer, I felt the sweat begin to form and drip down my back and into my eyes. It wasn't from my running…no…it was from the way my master and mistress were standing in front of their home staring at me. I was in for it for sure this time.

 

As I got closer, I noticed a second person standing behind them. He was taller and much more manly than his father by far. He couldn't have been more than 20.

 

When I was about 50 feet away, I slowed to a fast walk and held my head down in respect. I counted my steps carefully…1 2 3…I swallowed and brushed a horsefly away from my ear.

 

8 9 10…

 

11 12 13…14…15---SMACK!

 

I heard a sharp sound and felt my head jerk to the side. I'd found myself a moment later on the ground with a mouth full of dirt, and a sore neck and cheek. I immediately stood up and resumed my position of standing tall and straight with my head bowed to the ground.

 

"How dare you!" Screeched Sato, my master's wife. "You are to be up and ready to work before the cock crows, you lazy oaf! Are you trying to make the animals starve!?"

 

"No ma'am. It won't happen again." I whispered, bowing quickly forward and standing up again.

 

"It had better not. Now, Sano is heading to the village to open our vendor. I'll be going with him." Sato continued.

 

I felt myself feel a little lighter at the thought of being here alone. I could get my work done on my own time without either of Sano or Sato breathing down my neck every where I go. I must've noticeably showed my excitement because of Sato's next remark.

 

"Don't be happy girl. You actually think you'll ever be left here alone? Ha! " I dropped my shoulders slightly and closed my eyes. I shook my head showing her that I was listening.

 

"Well…our son Sanosuke has decided to stay with us for the time being. HE will be supervising you while we are away. You are to listen to him and do whatever he wishes. Do you understand!?" Sato continued.

 

I nodded. "I understand, Sato-san." I bowed.

 

"Good. Now, Sano…we must leave. Sanosuke dear…please don't invite any of your rambunctious friends up here. You remember what happened last time…" Sato warned, talking to her handsome son.

 

I was more than dismissed at the moment and I took advantage of it too. I turned quickly and headed back towards the barn to start feeding the animals.

 

Sato and Sano Wada. They were the one's who took me in. I sighed as I filled the horses' grain buckets full of oats. They all whinnied cheerfully and began eating. I leaned my head against the stall of "Tomodachi" and tried to count up the months and days I've been working on this place. I'd lost count after almost 3 weeks…I don't even know if my birthday has come around yet.

 

A noise behind me startled me and I jumped from my leaning position. Sanosuke was standing at the barn's doorway, looking right at me. I bowed politely and continued on with my work.

 

"Tell me…how long has it been since you've had 'real' sake?" He asked. I swallowed and kept my head down, giving him my answer. I can barely remember the way the liquid went down my throat…how it burned deliciously at my belly. I swallowed in hopes of getting a distant taste of the fire drink, but to no avail.

 

"I see…come with me." He said. I set down the pail I was holding and followed him out.

 

 

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