Inuyasha, "Absurd Distractions" Sess+Kag, chapter 17
Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: Absurd Distractions
Author: Paynesgrey
Chapter Title: 17: Captured
Characters: Inuyasha, Kagome, Sesshoumaru
Genre: Humor/Friendship
Word Count: 1,682
Rated: PG
Universe: CU, post-series
Notes: This is a friendship fic. There will be implications toward the Inuyasha/Kagome ship; however, this serialization will focus on the growing friendship between Kagome and Sesshoumaru, whether Sesshoumaru likes it or not. It's supposed to be a little cracky and fun, and it'll revolve around prompts in various LJ communities. This prompt, "true story" was written for iyfic_contest.
Summary: Out of boredom, Kagome rudely begins to meddle in Sesshoumaru's personal life.
Absurd Distractions
Chapter Seventeen: Captured
When Kagome finally came to, she felt the stretch of her arm muscles and realized her hands were bound. She groaned from a headache and looked through a crack in the wood beneath her. She was tied up like a prisoner and being transported somewhere in a rickety cart. She assumed her captors to be the fire youkai that Sesshoumaru spoke of, and if he knew this was how the youkai was going to treat him, she might just have to kill him if they got out of this alive.
“Kagome.” When she heard her name on his lips, she snapped her head up and glared at him. Her anger slightly disappeared when she realized he was bound too.
“What…what did they do to us?” Her mouth was so dry she could barely speak. Her head was still fuzzy from what happened to them, and right about now she really wanted some answers, and more than anything, some reassurance that Sesshoumaru had a plan for escape. However, while he was bound as well by powerful magic, she was starting to lose faith that Sesshoumaru could do anything to help them.
“The fire youkai is taking us to his castle,” Sesshoumaru said simply, and Kagome was amazed that he wasn’t even worried, not even while he was tied up.
“Let me guess, you can’t get us out of here,” Kagome asked with aggravation.
“Quiet, human.” An unfamiliar voice startled her, and Kagome realized they weren’t alone. She snapped her head around to meet the large impish eyes of their warden. It was almost the same kappa species as Jaken, only he was larger, and well, if it was possible, uglier.
Speaking of Jaken, Kagome was glad Sesshoumaru left him and the two-headed dragon back at the village with Rin. As much as she detested Jaken, she didn’t want him to get in some sort of trouble that would hurt him. She was sure Rin would never forgive her, even if wasn’t directly her fault. Letting her thoughts fade, she turned to the large imp youkai who was glaring a hole in her.
Kagome narrowed her eyes at him. “No, I will not be quiet! Who the hell are you? And what right do you have bind us like this? We just want an audience with your master, and if this is any way he treats his guests, well…”
“Kagome, be silent,” Sesshoumaru said. “We are not guests.”
The imp laughed at them. “The dog is correct,” he said, earning a glower from Sesshoumaru. “My master knew about you two. He’s very delighted to have you; though, you will not be his guests.”
Kagome’s anger subsided and was replaced with fear. What has Sesshoumaru gotten her into? If he knew that this was how his former ally was going to treat them, why wouldn’t he resist? Unless… Maybe he wants the fire youkai to think he has the upper hand. Kagome glanced at Sesshoumaru, still calmly resolving to his youki-sealing restraints. Kagome felt the wave of power that was binding her and Sesshoumaru, and she felt somewhat inadequate. The fire youkai must be employing quite a powerful miko, dark or not.
“Well, this is just great,” Kagome grunted, and Sesshoumaru shot her another glare.
“No more talking,” he told her, and his cold command made the imp laugh again.
“Oh, my master will like you, the inu Taiyoukai and his miko slave,” he said, and Kagome spun around to him.
Adrenaline and anger shot through her, and she managed to reach out one of her free legs and kick the imp off his stool. “I am not his slave, you jerk!” she hollered at him. He blubbered and cried from the impact as he fell on his side, and when he composed himself, he waddled up to Kagome and gave her a slap. She met his eyes again with defiance, and she was tempted to spit on him, but she thought against it. He’d probably do something worse to her, and the bruise was already forming on her cheek.
She turned back to Sesshoumaru instead, instantly blaming him. “This is all your fault,” she said, and when Sesshoumaru showed no emotion or guilt for what he had gotten her into, Kagome turned away from his stare with a “humph!” and decided to close her eyes.
After an awkward moment of heated silence, Kagome heard the imp chuckling to himself, as if his thoughts were amusing him. She rolled her eyes as he met her gaze again.
“Do you want to hear a true story, miko slave?” he asked her, and Kagome honestly didn’t want to hear the imp’s voice any longer, but she had to admit this bumpy ride of complete silence in a rickety cart was just as excruciating as the bruise on her cheek.
“I have a feeling you’re going to tell it to us no matter what we say,” Kagome shot at him.
“It is the story of my master’s greatness,” the imp said, and Kagome heard Sesshoumaru scoff at her left.
“Oh boy, this should be epic,” Kagome said sarcastically. “Do please continue.” Her voice was mocking, and the imp really didn’t appreciate it, but he continued his tale anyway.
“The great fire youkai Asobibi is legendary, but his doings are quiet. He does not interfere with the wars of men or the sky dogs,” the imp said, looking at Sesshoumaru pointedly. “He gains his power from simple collection. He waits until battles are lost and strongholds are destroyed, and then, he barters or sometimes takes the glorious possessions of defeated kings.”
“So he’s a grave robber, lovely,” Kagome said.
“Silence! My master is no such thing! He is a collector of splendid things, of mystical objects. He fosters only special humans and youkai, and under his rule we live in riches and safety,” the imp said, insulted by Kagome’s banter.
She shook her head. “It still sounds like he’s just some jerk who robs people and brainwashes his followers! How could he really be powerful? He sounds like he’s never fought a battle in his life, which makes his notoriety more of a dishonor than something to be proud of,” Kagome told him, earning another, harder slap.
“Bite your tongue, witch!” the imp said, and Kagome felt the rant was worth it. She’d do it all over again, and she was still upset that Sesshoumaru got her involved with someone like this, a youkai that collects special things and people. So what does he want with them? And does he really have Ah-Un’s mate? Suddenly, Kagome didn’t think she could trust anything Sesshoumaru said at this point.
“The miko is correct, toad,” he said. “Your master is a coward, and I know him personally. I could tell you stories of all the shameful things your master has done to gain his reputation. He is a sniveling fool who surrounds himself with other sniveling fools.”
“Yes, and you can say this because you are the great Sesshoumaru, Taiyoukai of the Western lands,” seethed the imp. “How is your mother? And what about your bastard brother?” His anger seemed to subside, and Kagome felt a chill as she watched him, seeing the sick satisfaction on his face, as if he knew something more to all of this than he was telling them.
Sesshoumaru did not like the imp mentioning his family. “You lowly maggot, how dare you speak of them.”
“Oh, how protective you are, even when you can do nothing,” said the imp, and for the first time since Kagome woke up, she finally saw Sesshoumaru struggle with his bindings. This scared her even more because maybe he didn’t have the grasp on their situation as Kagome hoped.
“Try all you like, Lord Sesshoumaru,” said the imp, his formal address a mockery. “You know that my master only uses the best miko.” He turned to Kagome. “And soon, he will gain another one. We thank you for your patronage in bringing her.”
“Silence,” he growled at him, but the imp continued taunting him.
“And thank you for yourself and…well, the bonus gift to my master,” he chuckled wickedly. “To think, we have three of the warriors who defeated the great and terrible monster Naraku who terrorized the lands. Ah! What treasures to add to my master’s collection!”
“Wait, what do you mean three?” Kagome asked, panicking. “There are only two of us here! Who else have you taken?” She felt a chill in her bones when he looked at her.
“Why it is your beloved, miko, come to protect you from the shadows. We’ve been watching all of you for a long time, and though you did not know he followed you, we did, and he was easier to capture than his most powerful brother,” the imp said.
“The fool,” Sesshoumaru said in an exasperated breath. Kagome was too shaken to turn to him and yell at him properly. She felt unshed tears in her eyes.
“No,” she said, and suddenly she felt guilty for getting Inuyasha mixed up in this. She should have known. He would never have left her to go off with his brother by herself. Even after Naraku’s defeat, he still didn’t trust him, and though they have some mutual understanding, she supposed Inuyasha would never trust him, even until he died.
“Inuyasha,” she spoke in an agonizing breath, and she wished her hands were free so she could bury her face in them.
Thank you!
Title: Absurd Distractions
Author: Paynesgrey
Chapter Title: 17: Captured
Characters: Inuyasha, Kagome, Sesshoumaru
Genre: Humor/Friendship
Word Count: 1,682
Rated: PG
Universe: CU, post-series
Notes: This is a friendship fic. There will be implications toward the Inuyasha/Kagome ship; however, this serialization will focus on the growing friendship between Kagome and Sesshoumaru, whether Sesshoumaru likes it or not. It's supposed to be a little cracky and fun, and it'll revolve around prompts in various LJ communities. This prompt, "true story" was written for iyfic_contest.
Summary: Out of boredom, Kagome rudely begins to meddle in Sesshoumaru's personal life.
Absurd Distractions
Chapter Seventeen: Captured
When Kagome finally came to, she felt the stretch of her arm muscles and realized her hands were bound. She groaned from a headache and looked through a crack in the wood beneath her. She was tied up like a prisoner and being transported somewhere in a rickety cart. She assumed her captors to be the fire youkai that Sesshoumaru spoke of, and if he knew this was how the youkai was going to treat him, she might just have to kill him if they got out of this alive.
“Kagome.” When she heard her name on his lips, she snapped her head up and glared at him. Her anger slightly disappeared when she realized he was bound too.
“What…what did they do to us?” Her mouth was so dry she could barely speak. Her head was still fuzzy from what happened to them, and right about now she really wanted some answers, and more than anything, some reassurance that Sesshoumaru had a plan for escape. However, while he was bound as well by powerful magic, she was starting to lose faith that Sesshoumaru could do anything to help them.
“The fire youkai is taking us to his castle,” Sesshoumaru said simply, and Kagome was amazed that he wasn’t even worried, not even while he was tied up.
“Let me guess, you can’t get us out of here,” Kagome asked with aggravation.
“Quiet, human.” An unfamiliar voice startled her, and Kagome realized they weren’t alone. She snapped her head around to meet the large impish eyes of their warden. It was almost the same kappa species as Jaken, only he was larger, and well, if it was possible, uglier.
Speaking of Jaken, Kagome was glad Sesshoumaru left him and the two-headed dragon back at the village with Rin. As much as she detested Jaken, she didn’t want him to get in some sort of trouble that would hurt him. She was sure Rin would never forgive her, even if wasn’t directly her fault. Letting her thoughts fade, she turned to the large imp youkai who was glaring a hole in her.
Kagome narrowed her eyes at him. “No, I will not be quiet! Who the hell are you? And what right do you have bind us like this? We just want an audience with your master, and if this is any way he treats his guests, well…”
“Kagome, be silent,” Sesshoumaru said. “We are not guests.”
The imp laughed at them. “The dog is correct,” he said, earning a glower from Sesshoumaru. “My master knew about you two. He’s very delighted to have you; though, you will not be his guests.”
Kagome’s anger subsided and was replaced with fear. What has Sesshoumaru gotten her into? If he knew that this was how his former ally was going to treat them, why wouldn’t he resist? Unless… Maybe he wants the fire youkai to think he has the upper hand. Kagome glanced at Sesshoumaru, still calmly resolving to his youki-sealing restraints. Kagome felt the wave of power that was binding her and Sesshoumaru, and she felt somewhat inadequate. The fire youkai must be employing quite a powerful miko, dark or not.
“Well, this is just great,” Kagome grunted, and Sesshoumaru shot her another glare.
“No more talking,” he told her, and his cold command made the imp laugh again.
“Oh, my master will like you, the inu Taiyoukai and his miko slave,” he said, and Kagome spun around to him.
Adrenaline and anger shot through her, and she managed to reach out one of her free legs and kick the imp off his stool. “I am not his slave, you jerk!” she hollered at him. He blubbered and cried from the impact as he fell on his side, and when he composed himself, he waddled up to Kagome and gave her a slap. She met his eyes again with defiance, and she was tempted to spit on him, but she thought against it. He’d probably do something worse to her, and the bruise was already forming on her cheek.
She turned back to Sesshoumaru instead, instantly blaming him. “This is all your fault,” she said, and when Sesshoumaru showed no emotion or guilt for what he had gotten her into, Kagome turned away from his stare with a “humph!” and decided to close her eyes.
After an awkward moment of heated silence, Kagome heard the imp chuckling to himself, as if his thoughts were amusing him. She rolled her eyes as he met her gaze again.
“Do you want to hear a true story, miko slave?” he asked her, and Kagome honestly didn’t want to hear the imp’s voice any longer, but she had to admit this bumpy ride of complete silence in a rickety cart was just as excruciating as the bruise on her cheek.
“I have a feeling you’re going to tell it to us no matter what we say,” Kagome shot at him.
“It is the story of my master’s greatness,” the imp said, and Kagome heard Sesshoumaru scoff at her left.
“Oh boy, this should be epic,” Kagome said sarcastically. “Do please continue.” Her voice was mocking, and the imp really didn’t appreciate it, but he continued his tale anyway.
“The great fire youkai Asobibi is legendary, but his doings are quiet. He does not interfere with the wars of men or the sky dogs,” the imp said, looking at Sesshoumaru pointedly. “He gains his power from simple collection. He waits until battles are lost and strongholds are destroyed, and then, he barters or sometimes takes the glorious possessions of defeated kings.”
“So he’s a grave robber, lovely,” Kagome said.
“Silence! My master is no such thing! He is a collector of splendid things, of mystical objects. He fosters only special humans and youkai, and under his rule we live in riches and safety,” the imp said, insulted by Kagome’s banter.
She shook her head. “It still sounds like he’s just some jerk who robs people and brainwashes his followers! How could he really be powerful? He sounds like he’s never fought a battle in his life, which makes his notoriety more of a dishonor than something to be proud of,” Kagome told him, earning another, harder slap.
“Bite your tongue, witch!” the imp said, and Kagome felt the rant was worth it. She’d do it all over again, and she was still upset that Sesshoumaru got her involved with someone like this, a youkai that collects special things and people. So what does he want with them? And does he really have Ah-Un’s mate? Suddenly, Kagome didn’t think she could trust anything Sesshoumaru said at this point.
“The miko is correct, toad,” he said. “Your master is a coward, and I know him personally. I could tell you stories of all the shameful things your master has done to gain his reputation. He is a sniveling fool who surrounds himself with other sniveling fools.”
“Yes, and you can say this because you are the great Sesshoumaru, Taiyoukai of the Western lands,” seethed the imp. “How is your mother? And what about your bastard brother?” His anger seemed to subside, and Kagome felt a chill as she watched him, seeing the sick satisfaction on his face, as if he knew something more to all of this than he was telling them.
Sesshoumaru did not like the imp mentioning his family. “You lowly maggot, how dare you speak of them.”
“Oh, how protective you are, even when you can do nothing,” said the imp, and for the first time since Kagome woke up, she finally saw Sesshoumaru struggle with his bindings. This scared her even more because maybe he didn’t have the grasp on their situation as Kagome hoped.
“Try all you like, Lord Sesshoumaru,” said the imp, his formal address a mockery. “You know that my master only uses the best miko.” He turned to Kagome. “And soon, he will gain another one. We thank you for your patronage in bringing her.”
“Silence,” he growled at him, but the imp continued taunting him.
“And thank you for yourself and…well, the bonus gift to my master,” he chuckled wickedly. “To think, we have three of the warriors who defeated the great and terrible monster Naraku who terrorized the lands. Ah! What treasures to add to my master’s collection!”
“Wait, what do you mean three?” Kagome asked, panicking. “There are only two of us here! Who else have you taken?” She felt a chill in her bones when he looked at her.
“Why it is your beloved, miko, come to protect you from the shadows. We’ve been watching all of you for a long time, and though you did not know he followed you, we did, and he was easier to capture than his most powerful brother,” the imp said.
“The fool,” Sesshoumaru said in an exasperated breath. Kagome was too shaken to turn to him and yell at him properly. She felt unshed tears in her eyes.
“No,” she said, and suddenly she felt guilty for getting Inuyasha mixed up in this. She should have known. He would never have left her to go off with his brother by herself. Even after Naraku’s defeat, he still didn’t trust him, and though they have some mutual understanding, she supposed Inuyasha would never trust him, even until he died.
“Inuyasha,” she spoke in an agonizing breath, and she wished her hands were free so she could bury her face in them.
Thank you!
