InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Youkai Society ❯ Blocking out the pain ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Thank you for all your reviews I wasn't expecting so many but I certainly appreciate it. Was really touching to see so many people enjoyed the first chapter. Well enjoy chapter two!

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Chap 2-

Kagome stiffened eyeing the room she had been given. It was a light lilac color with contrasting black silk curtains and a large four post bed with an assortment of pillows, dark silk sheets pulled out for her. The dark oak furnishings matched the bed posts and caught the light in a bluish glow. Scanning the rest of the room Kagome took note that the windows weren't barred and began to look through her closets, unpacking a few things. Sesshoumaru had asked…more like demanded she unpacked. Shivering Kagome cringed about the thought of having to any intimate contact with him. Looking out her window again she felt a small smile touch her lips watching Yasha and Sota rolling around in the grass.

The small giggle was quickly cut short when the slight pressure of his hand rested on her shoulder. Straitening her back Kagome eyed his claws wanting more then anything to shrug his hand off. He seemed to pick up her annoyance and tightened his grip turning her to face him crushing his lips against hers. Kagome felt her eyes widen in horror a small gasp muffled by his tongue which caressed her lips briefly before shoving into her mouth. When she finally got the since to shove him away he had beaten her to it, looking down his nose at her with a smirk. "Your flushed Kagome."

Lifting her chin high so she could glare down at him. Which didn't work to well. She scowled much like she had seen Inuyasha do numerous times. He never saw it coming. Kagome slapped her hand hard across his face leaving an angry red hand print in its wake. Looks like I learned something from Sango… "My Lord," She hissed. "Now who's flushing?"

He didn't answer but sometimes actions do speak louder then words… He turned his face back to her slowly, all emotion washed clean leaving an expressionless mask. Except for his eyes, anger flashing beneath the golden depths. Kagome didn't feel his hand moving from her shoulder until she felt it collide with the side of her face with enough force to send her sprawling at his feet. Curling in a ball Kagome was almost afraid he'd kick her.

When it didn't come she looked cautiously up to see him disappearing out her door. Inuyasha… Whimpering she curled into a tighter ball, how she wished he could come and take her away. Who was she to look to when she was in trouble now? She squeezed her eyes shut tears trickling down her nose wishing she could have died with him.

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Sesshoumaru calmly walked out into the gardens while inside he was furious with himself and the wrench. He hadn't meant to slap her that hard but she would have to learn her place if he was to introduce her to society. He couldn't have a mad women for a mate. What's worse a mad HUMAN women. Other demon lords simply wouldn't be able to look past that. He admired her courage and strength, just not when she used it to defy him. She respected his brother, a hanyou but she couldn't give him, a Demon Lord the proper respect? No. That simply wouldn't do, he'd have to show her the way things worked around here, starting tonight. She was rightfully his mate, right to bed, right to beat, right to control. Shed learn that.

Hearing laughter he walked around to the side not surprised to find the Mikos brats digging up the side of his garden. He was not amused.

"Think Momma will like this one Yasha? Look its blue like her eyes!" The energetic boy held up a beautiful small sapphire flower still connected to a clump of dirt and roots. And shook it slightly covering them both in small clumps of dirt.

"Sota! Ergh! You got it in my mouth!!" Spitting to the side Yasha glared angrily down at Sota and shook himself free of the dirt in an oddly canine manner. Sota frowned his ears twitching at a new sound and looked up bravely as a shadow cast itself over him.

"And what do you hanyou brats think your doing to my garden?" Sesshoumaru felt his mood lighten at the awe in the little runts eye as they looked up at him, that is until…

"Leave him alone you jerk!" Yasha drew the Tetsusaiga pointing the old rusty blade at the towering demon lord, straitening his back to appear more threatening.

Sesshoumaru merely snorted in response. "I'm allowing you to hold onto the Tetsusaiga for a while so I suggest you start proving to me you can handle the responsibility of managing such a sword."

Grunting Yasha twirled it in his trademark fashion before sheathing it. "How long are we staying here."

Sesshoumaru glared down at him in distaste, this one Yasha, reminded him a lot of Inuyasha. "You will address me as Lord Sesshoumaru, and you will be staying here as long as I tolerate your presence."

"Well Lord Sesshoumaru, how long do you think that will be?" Yasha pressed on.

"Not much longer if you keep such ignorance up, but remember this, your mother belongs to me now. And if you leave, its without her." Sesshoumaru curled his lips back in a snarl before turning to the other brat who gave another hard shake to the flower. Bending down he gracefully took the flower from his clumsy hands and effectively cut the stem with his claws before handing it back. Ignoring the questioning looks he rose to his full height. "If those flowers would make her happy pick as many as you want." Blinking in surprise both boys looked at each other before turning back to him, but he was already gone.

Growling in frustration Sesshoumaru made his way across the wrenches room where she was still laying on the floor. The saltiness of her tears assaulted his sharp senses. "I thought you were stronger then that wrench." He waited for her to get up at the sound of his voice only to see her curl up into a tighter ball. Her indecent skirt crumpled up around her hips. Growling he crouched down fingering the material pulling it up slightly.

Kagome felt her eyes widen. Is…is he peeking under my skirt?! Sure enough Kagome looked up from her arms to see the mighty Demon Lord with a look of utter confusion on his face as he tugged at her zipper. "Pervert! What do you think your doing!" Her face glowing hot Kagome quickly slapped his hands away pulling her skirt back down as far as it would allow.

Straitening his shoulders he gripped her by the wrist tugging her against him and into his lap. "My brother didn't beat you enough, you know not the proper way to show respect to your mate." Scowling at the loss of his arm he tucked her right leg under his own, sliding his hand up the inside of her shirt holding her gently against him. "Tell me Kagome do you see him when you look into my eyes?" Sesshoumaru ran his claws lightly up her side his breath tickling her neck. "Will you see his face when I take you tonight?"

Kagomes breath caught in her throat when his clawed hand cut threw the front of her bra freeing her young perky breasts to press against the front of her shirt. His movement was sharp, angry warning her of what could happen if she resisted. Almost breathless with both fear and apprehension, Kagome darted her tongue over her lips. "Inuyasha's eyes-" Squeaking Kagomes back went ridged against Sesshoumaru's chest when he roughly cupped her breast, rubbing her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Obviously he didn't want answers to what he had asked. Clinching her fists in the silky material of his pants Kagome took a shaky breath. "I could never see Inuyasha in your eyes, you would have to be capable of love to posses half of the compassion that would glow in his eyes when he would take me each night-"

A low threatening growl cut her off and she winced as his nails dug into the soft skin under her breasts. His voice was calm almost affectionate, "Be silent wrench you do not know what I am capable of."

Stunned slightly by his voice Kagome twisted in his grasp trembling despite herself. While his voice was controlled and forgiving his eyes certainly weren't. The molten gold burning with his resentment hardening when they clashed with Kagomes heartbroken gray tinged eyes. Barely aware of her actions Kagome brushed her fingers along his smooth cheek, lightly outlining his lips with her thumb. A numbing sensation was overcoming her, she knew what it was. Her miko powers sensed she was in danger and were acting on their own accord, she was powerless to stop them and could only pray they wouldn't force her to try and purify him. Certainly that would be the end of her…

Sesshoumaru tensed beneath her touch wondering if she knew what she was doing. She almost looked like she was in a trance. Her eyes locked intensely with his slightly glazed over, her breath coming in short pants from full pink lips. Relaxing despite himself he lightly leaned into her hand with something short of a purr.

Releasing his hand from her breast he shifted her weight turning her so her chest pressed against his. She did not struggle against him in fact she was almost like a doll, laying limply in his lap. Dipping his head he inhaled her sweet sent relishing in the way her body molded against his. This girl, no women, seemed to be made for him. It was a mistake his hanyou brother had discovered her first. That she had loved him first, still loves him. Perhaps she loved him because he was part human? Did this wrench reject this Sesshoumaru, a demon lord, because he was a full demon? Not a completely unreasonable thought, after all many demons rejected the thought of a human mate.

In an in tempt to pull her closer he slid a hand up the back of her bare thigh pulling her forward. A moan almost escaping his lips as he felt his erection press against her threw their clothes. She had been right, he could not love. He was a Demon Lord, such things were below him. However he did still have emotions, one of them being to protect this wrench with his life.

Uncharacteristically sighing he began rubbing soft circles into the back of her leg while gently rocking her body against his own. Irritated by her lack of response he reached up and gripped a handful of silky black tresses pulling her face up. Her eyes were slightly closed clouded in a gray fog. Suddenly it dawned on him and he cursed as he shook her trying to snap her out of the daze. The wrench had retreated inside of herself unaware of what was happening to her body. It was a skill not many knew, often used as a way to block out the pain of being tortured.

Snarling in anger he flipped her under him his hair falling over them both in a curtain. Is that what she considered this? Torture? His touch that should have made her writher with desire was a pain to block her body from experiencing? Like hell. He wanted to hit her, bruise her other cheek but that would most likely make her retreat deeper within herself. Half tempted to ignore her unresponsive behavior and give into his demonic nature and fuck her. But no, he wanted her to be aware the first time he took her. Aware that it was him inside of her, aware he was the one causing her to cry out in pleasure. Maybe then she would realize her beloved hanyou was indeed dead, and he Sesshoumaru, had taken his place.

Shoving himself up he pulled her into his arms, her head falling to the side limply as he walked over to her bed. He would let her wake up on her own. This human woman had made him lose control, he didn't come to her to fuck her. He had only come to see how the wrench was doing, not that he was worried. Scoffing at the thought he set her down on her back quickly throwing the sheet over her indecent form. That was another thing, he would not tolerate her to run around dressed like some whore. Starting tomorrow she would dress her part as his Mate, the Lady of the Western Lands. Imagine what the other lords would think if they saw her running around half naked, as if she was still his brothers mate living in some forest. How improper.

In the darkness of the room Kagome twisted, tangled in the silken sheets her breath caught in her throat. She was trapped in a nightmare. "Inuyasha!!!" Suddenly she sprung up her body glistening in a light sweat, her fingers anxiously trying to smooth the hair from her brow. That dream…that horrible dream… The sound of soft breathing led her attention to a small lump nestled against her side. Sota's cute puppy ears twitching in his sleep lightly tickling her arm, while Yasha's normally arrogant face had contorted and now had an angelic glow as he hung halfway off the bed in a dead sleep. And she realized they were the reason she had lived, what Inuyasha had died protecting. She hadn't completely lost all of him after all… They were proof of her and Inuyasha's undying love.

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I really cant wait to write the next few chapters I have some fun stuff planned ^,^; Well anyway, as always with love -HeartlessEnchantress.