Heart of Pain, Heart of Ice

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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of it's characters.

A/N : I would like to sincerely thank Tameiki for beta-ing for me. and
for giving me the translations to work with. *scarecrow waves to Tam! *

Thank you!

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chapter 5: chained.

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Sesshoumaru placed a frozen steak on a pan then slid it into the hot oven.

While patiently waiting for the first meal of the day, the clock on the
wall chimed six times.

It would be dark soon. The early summer sun usually set around six thirty or seven.

Leaning with his lower back against the kitchen counter, Sesshoumaru
mulled over his current dilemma. What would happen now? How would
the girl react when she awoke? More than likely, the young female would fear him.
He doubted very seriously she would easily accept their union, if at all.

Letting out a long breath, something akin to a sigh, the dog demon
closed his eyes. In his mind, he pictured the young girl. Did he find her
attractive? No. Did he want to mate with the human female? No. Was his
body affected by hers? Yes.


Sesshoumaru opened his eyes. "Kuso". His blood now laced hers. His scent
flowed in her veins. He could not stop his body from responding
in carnal desire for his marked mate. Sexual impulses would
compel him to take her, perhaps even without consent.

That thought brought back the sick knot from before in renewed force. No....
he could not rape the girl. The young one had been through enough defilement by
that damned hanyou already. He would have to control his instincts.
Sesshoumaru shook his head slowly; try to manage the instincts
that got him into this mess to begin with, try to fight a basic yet
powerful feral urge to touch the female he had chosen. It might be
an impossible task, but he would not give in. He only hoped he would
not be trying to fight a losing battle.


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After eating, the dog demon settled down in the den to watch the
television. Finding nothing on, Sesshoumaru decided to turn in for the night.
While heading for his room, he stopped to look in on the girl. Seeing no
change, he turned off her bedroom light noting that the light from the bathroom
across the hall should be enough to see should the girl awaken. While walking
up the stairs to his master bedroom, a strange feeling swept through him.
As he entered his room, the feeling became stronger. It pulled, begging
him to listen. The dog demon had a good idea what this was.
It was a mating call to his blood. If a couple chose to be joined by a mark
before mating, the night followed by a marking was the night of physical union.
His blood was demanding him to consummate with his chosen.

A light sheen of sweat dampened his brow.
Struggling with the unfamiliar urges, Sesshoumaru shakily began to undress.
After taking off his shirt, he unbuttoned his pants, unbinding
his rock hard arousal. He let out a string of silent curses while staring down
at his erection which was beginning to hurt and needed to be dealt with before
it persuaded him to ravage the girl downstairs, before it forced him to....
rip his t-shirt off her small body, turn her over, spread her legs apart, and....


"Yamero!"


Quickly walking to the small half-bath adjoining his room, Sesshoumaru shut
the door. After completely removing his pants, he carefully seized his length
with one clawed hand. It felt good. It had been a while. Slowly, he began
to stroke, one smooth squeeze up to the tip, then one hard squeeze down.
Bracing his left hand against the wall, Sesshoumaru continued to pump with
a quickening pace. Closing his eyes, he tried to envision a demoness worthy of
his taking but his arousal refused to respond to the image. Letting out a loud
growl of frustration, Sesshoumaru switched his mind's eye to the girl.
He imagined it was her warmth he was pumping into, his thick hardened
arousal pounding into her wet throbbing heat. Harder and harder....
until her hot inner walls tightened around him as her small sweet voice
moaned out in heightened pleasure. The fantasy pushed him over the edge,
sending him to a grunting release. Slick, warm seed spilled over his hand
as he abruptly stopped, quaking with small aftershocks.


For several minutes, he stood, relaxed but unmoving, heavily breathing
in the pungent smell of his own seed. That had been...different.

After cleaning up the mess, Sesshoumaru walked to his bed and slid
between the sheets. For the next two hours, he tossed and turned,
unable to fall into his nightly resting sleep.
The feeling that called, demanding a simple need to be near his female who slept in the bedroom downstairs, had not passed.

He cursed outloud.


Letting out a hard breath of aggravation, Sesshoumaru threw the covers back,
rose out of bed and left his bedroom.


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He stood by her bed, naked in the dim light, watching intently.
Her long brown hair splayed across the pillow and comforter.
Sleep softened the contours of her face, a vision of
tender youth. She smelled sweeter than before. In fact, her scent was
most pleasing to his senses. The dog demon felt his mouth water.
How would she taste? Would her skin be smooth against his tongue?
How would her feminine curves feel against his tingling fingertips?
Would her hips buck at his touch, grinding upward, begging
that he pay attention to her damp core?

Sesshoumaru swallowed heavily. His body was...reacting...again, and with the
young female so close...and so....fragrant....


Her smell was so....inviting.


Heeding to a desire he could no longer deny, the inu youkai
prowled around the bed, never taking his sight off the girl.
The comforter felt cool against his thigh and side as he
laid down. Grasping some of the blanket that covered
the warm female, Sesshoumaru slipped underneath them and eased
up to her warmth, the heat of his skin a hair's breath from hers.
The closeness placated some of his need to claim,
allowing him to take control of his.....reaction.
Finally, with his body and instincts satisfied for the moment, sleep pulled,
lulling him into a much needed rest.


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Sesshoumaru slowly opened his eyes to a soft profile of long brown lashes,
an elfin nose and very pink lips: the features of a forest nymph.

He gazed at the creature lying next to him for several moments before
realizing his arm was draped around her waist.


Recoiling, the inu youkai moved away from the female, scooted to the edge then
slid off the bed.

Quietly, he walked out of the room,
heading for the bathroom to take a shower.

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While he stood in the walk-in closet, Sesshoumaru pondered what to wear.
Deciding on black jeans and a white button up dress shirt, the dog demon
dressed then hurried downstairs. He needed to complete a couple of
chores and make a few calls.

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Sesshoumaru did not know many human females but he needed one now. He never thought
he would be lowering himself to ask for help from one of his half-brother's
friends, but he had little choice. The girl would need another female to talk to, one
that could maybe help her...cope. While dialing the number, his mind raced.
What was he going to say? The woman did not like him and the feeling was mutual.
He had known her since Inu Yasha and his Miko girl-friend had started dating.
It was Kagome's friend, and Inu Yasha had tried to set him up on a blind date
with the wench at the same time he had begun seeing Kagome.
His half-brother, knowing his hatred for humans, had purposely omitted the
fact that she was human. Needless to say, it had been a horrible experience.

The line on the other end rang several times until someone finally picked up.
"Hello, Sango here."


"Sango."


"What do you want?"


Gritting his teeth, the inu youkai forced out a civil tone. "I require assistance
concerning a certain matter."

He grimaced when the young woman's laughter blasted on the other end.

"What? What's this? The oh so Great Sesshoumaru asking for help?"
There came a rustling sound. "Just wait one second. I have
got to situate myself. This sounds just to good to listen to while standing."


"Sango, I require help from another human female."

"And what do you need a female for? If it's a date you are wanting, you can
forget it. I'm still trying to pry the last experience I had with you from my memory."


"I do not wish to go on a date with you." He almost called her a very nasty name but
refrained, knowing he needed her help. Clearing his throat, he replied to her question.
"I am in need of assistance. I need another female to help me with...a human girl
that is staying with me at the moment."


"What?!"

Sesshoumaru jerked the receiver away from his sensitive ears and winced. Damn,
that human wench could screech.

When he was sure his ear drum had not busted, he brought the phone to
his ear once more. "I do not like repeating myself, Sango. Will you help me or not?"

Well, I can't make it today, I have work until seven o'clock tonight. I will
clear my appointments tomorrow and come to your Father's estate about
noon."

"I no longer live with my Father."

"You moved?"

"Yes."

"Where do you live now?"

Sesshoumaru informed Sango of his new address.

"All the way out there?"

"Yes."

"It will take awhile but I think I can be there by two o'clock
tomorrow."

"Sango, I do not wish anyone else to know about this. There may be...
complications."

"This is starting to sound fishy, Sesshoumaru, but I will respect your
privacy for now. I am assuming you do not want me to tell anyone, not even
Kagome."

"You are correct."

"Fine, I'll see you tomorrow then."

Sesshoumaru pushed the 'off' button on the cordless phone then set it on it's
base.


He stood there for several minutes, staring out the tinted front room
window. The black SUV was gone. The hanyou had left for work this morning.
Good.

Glancing up at the clock, he noticed it was nearly noon. Time
to check on the young one.

But first, he went to the wash room adjacent the kitchen to get the
girl's clothes he had cleaned and dried that morning.

One thing he noticed as he approached her room was the difference in the
girl's breathing pattern. It had speeded up some. No longer did it resemble
the slow languid rhythm of a healing sleep. It was now a natural slumber.

Upon entering, Sesshoumaru tried to contain his apprehension. Her eyes
were still closed. After placing the folded pink dress and pink undergarment on the
night stand by the bed, he stood, waiting, frozen to the spot.

Several moments passed as he watched the girl, a small part of him anxious
to see her wake. She must be stronger than he first thought to wake so
early from such a savage youkai marking.


His breath caught when her lashes fluttered open. Groggy brown eyes
blinked up to the ceiling, their hazy depths clearing to a focused confusion.


Slowly, the look of confusion traveled from the ceiling to the light filtering
in from the lacy curtained window as she turned her head and blinked while
squinting. One small hand moved out from underneath the blanket to gently
rub her right eye. She breathed in deeply, the dreamy look in her dazed
features suggesting the young girl was half asleep.

She turned her head, her brown eyes observing the room as she began
to wake fully.

Those dark brown eyes found him and widened. His heart stopped. Her heartbeat sped up
to pounding terror, the terror of waking nightmares.

As if shocked by an electric current, the girl instantly
jerked and sat up. Scrambling, she backed up to the headboard then frantically
scooted to the other side of the bed. Pure fear in her now glassy eyes centered
on him.


Sesshoumaru swallowed. This was not going to be easy. Trying to make his
voice as nonthreatening as possible, he spoke softly. "I am not going to hurt
you."


The girl began to tremble. Her wide eyes misted as she raised a small shaking
hand to her left shoulder, wincing when her fingertip grazed the material
of the t-shirt directly over the marking.

The dog demon grimaced. She remembered. "It was...wrong...of me to do that
to you."


The young female did not heed his apology. Her quivering voice pained out
a whisper. "You....you are a youkai.."

"I am."

She gulped audibly. "What....do you want...with me?"


He opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by the doorbell.

Irritated at the untimely interruption, he reached an open hand towards her.

It was a mistake. The terrified female backed up further, fell off the bed, then
scrambled to the far corner of the room in fevered panic. With her back against the
wall, she balled up, knees under her nose, warily watching him in near
blinding terror.

Sesshoumaru lowered his hand. "Stay here, I will return shortly."


Reluctantly, he turned to leave the room, locking the door on his way out.


Before he was halfway to the front door, he sensed who it was. "Teme."


Sesshoumaru opened the door to see his grinning half-breed brother standing
there. "Hey Sesshoumaru! How's it going?"

"It is going fine. Now leave."

He moved to shut the door but the irritating shit barged in uninvited,
blatantly looking about with that smile he hated so much stuck to his
jovial expression.

"Great pad you got here, bro."

Irritated, Sesshoumaru silently cursed while shutting the door.
"What do you want, InuYasha? I do not wish to be disturbed by your idiocy."


His half-breed brother strolled toward the kitchen. "Come on now, bro, is that
anyway to treat your guests?"

Irritation building, Sesshoumaru followed, glancing down the hallway once
before entering the kitchen. "You were not invited. You are not a guest."

He watched as InuYasha opened the refrigerator door, grabbed the milk and began
unscrewing the lid. "Wow, you have food."

His brother brought the opening of the milk jug to his lips then paused.
He sniffed loudly three times. Slowly, he lowered the white jug, confusion
furrowing his brow. Dazedly, he screwed the top back on the milk.
Setting the white jug on the counter, he shut the refrigerator door.
"Sesshoumaru, I smell a female, a human female, a very young human
female."

InuYasha quirked a brow while raising his eyes to his. "And your scent is
mixed with hers."

Sesshoumaru growled. "This is none of your business, InuYasha."

An idiodic smirk began to form on his half-brother's lips as his
gaze shifted to the hallway. "The Hell it isn't!"

The split second InuYasha bolted for the hallway, Sesshoumaru moved swiftly to
block his path. Almost enraged, he barked out a warning. "STAY AWAY!
This is none of your concern, half-breed!"

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The second the youkai closed the door, Rin stood and glanced around the
room frantically. She looked down, fear setting in. She was not wearing her dress. Her
vision began to blur. He had changed her clothes. She needed her clothes.
Her father would kill her if she came back without her dress. Taking unsure
steps around the room, Rin glanced from the bed to the night table.
Seeing what looked to be her dress and underwear, Rin hurried over to the
table, grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed.


When she finished buttoning her pink dress, she tip-toed to the door.
Reaching out, Rin lightly touched the brass knob and tried to turn it.
It did not budge. The door was locked. She studied the door knob. To unlock
it all she would have to do is turn the switch.

Slowly, Rin backed up from the door. No. He was probably waiting on the other
side.


The window. Rin hurried across the room. Bright sunlight warmed her skin as she
searched for a way to open it. Finding the lock latch, Rin flipped it
then pulled up on the bottom edge. As quietly as she could, she slid the
window open. She thanked heaven there was no screen to contend with as she
nimbly slipped out.


Warm grass scrunched underfoot as Rin looked around. She was in
the neighbor's backyard. Squinting, she looked up while shading her eyes.
By the sun, it was only a little past noon. She had not been asleep long.
There were a few hours left before her father came back home. All she
would have to do is get back home and heal some before he got there.
Maybe he would not notice the bite mark on her shoulder. Maybe.


Staying low, she stealthily padded toward the place in the
fence with the loose board. As she ran with cautious steps, Rin glanced
around warily, watchful for any signs of the angel of demons.
Reaching the fence, she moved the board aside and slipped through.
While running along the quiet pine needles, Rin allowed herself to
breath deeper, letting out some of the tension that had been building.
For a moment there, Rin thought her heart was going to explode.
What if he had caught her trying to get away? More than likely,
he would have hurt her far worse than before.


Rin did not like youkai. There were two in her class at school:
Hiten and Monten. The demon brothers always took pleasure in picking on her.
They liked to pull her hair and shock her with tiny bolts of lightning
when the teacher wasn't looking. During lunchtime, the ugly one would
torment her by stealing what little food she could con from the cafeteria ladies.
Between classes, the other one liked to stop her in the hall
and whisper dirty words in her ear. One day, she had missed the bus.
That had been a very bad day.
She had had to walk back home. Unfortunately, halfway there, the demon
brothers, in their shiny new car, had pulled up beside her on the road.
They had laughed and mocked, saying very nasty things. Then Hiten,
the one with the long black braid, parked the car on the side of the road and jumped
out, barring her way.....


Despite the warmth of the midday sun as she
hurried down the familiar paths, Rin shivered at the memory. Her
father had not been happy when she arrived home that day way past sunset,
but she had been thankful it had happened on a Friday. It had
given her two days of healing before returning to school the following Monday.


Dropping out of the painful past, Rin smiled when she finally reached the
small basement window. At least her father would not find out. She frowned. That is,
he the next door neighbor did not tell her father that she had
trespassed on his land. Hopefully the silver-haired youkai would forget
or just not care to bother with something so trivial. Deep
in her heart, she hoped with everything she had, hoped the neighbor would
forgive and forget her trespassing.

After climbing in the window and down the wooden crates to the cold cement
floor, Rin began taking in deep calming breaths, a triumphant smile pulling
at the corners of her mouth.


She made it!


She had made it home.

Thanking heaven itself, Rin first went to the
bathroom, used it, drank nearly a gallon of water from the sink,
then walked sluggishly to her bed. The old mattress
looked so good to her right now. She laid down slowly, flinching when
the bed made contact with her body. The pain had diminished somewhat during her panicked
flight home but now emerged with renewed force. A deep ache throbbed around her
throat and shoulder. While the world blurred into darkness, Rin silently
prayed that her father would not want to be....pleased when he got home.
Maybe he would find her sleeping and let her be. Maybe.


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Sesshoumaru glared at his half-brother who stood facing him
with a widening smirk.

The hanyou folded his arms across his chest smugly.
"Half-breed?" He mockingly lifted his nose and
sniffed once. "Seems to me you might be making some half-breeds of
your own in the near future."


Dark red seeped into his vision as a low rumbling began in his chest.
Deep seeded fury tainted all thought. Raising both hands, his knuckles
cracked at the sudden flick of outwardly extended claws. He growled
in a low rasping tone. "You dare say such things to me, konoyaro?"

InuYasha backed up, dropping into a defensive stance. "If the shoe fits."


Sesshoumaru was about to show his half-breed brother the true meaning of pain when
the phone rang. With a hard glare, he pointed to his half-brother.
"Do not interfere in my business, InuYasha."


While walking to the phone, Sesshoumaru kept his eyes on his idiot brother.
He answered the ringing contraption. "Yes."

"Sesshoumaru?"


"Yes."


"Is InuYasha there?"


"Yes."


Sesshoumaru threw the cordless phone to his half-brother who was standing
in the front of the archway to the room. "It's your bitch."

InuYasha easily caught the phone and answered it.

He stood waiting for nearly thirty minutes in his front room while
his idiot brother bantered on the phone with his soon-to-be mate.
A Miko. The stupid bastard was seeing a Miko. He wondered if the
idiot even knew what he was getting into. A nearly trained Miko
could purify him in a second. If the bitch ever became angry,
there would be hell to pay and InuYasha would be the one paying it.


Offhandedly, Sesshoumaru glanced out the large tinted window to look
at the house across the street. A hard thump hit his heart. The black
SUV was in the driveway. The hanyou had returned early. He started
to race to the girl's room but paused. No. She was safe, securely locked
in the bedroom and if that damn hanyou came within twenty feet of his house,
he would sense it immediately.


Sesshoumaru turned and glared at his half-brother.
Inu Yasha glanced up from his comfortable position on the couch.
"Sess, Kagome wants to see your new home. Can she come over?"


The inu youkai let out a hard growl. "No."

Shaking his head, InuYasha grimaced before talking back into the phone.
"I got to go, sweets, Sesshoumaru is in a bad mood. I'll talk to ya
later."


InuYasha pushed the off button on the phone, letting out a long sobering breath
as he set the receiver back on it's base. "Are you going to tell Father?"


Sesshoumaru eyed InuYasha coolly. "I will inform our father when I deem it
necessary."


The fact that his half-brother had suddenly become so serious was beginning to unnerve
him.

InuYasha stared at the floor for a few minutes before raising his gaze to his.
"There is a reason I am here. I was suppose to tell you in person that
father has requested you to go back home and speak with him. The subject was
meant to be kept a secret until Father had the chance to tell you face to
face but under the circumstances, I think I should let the secret out."


Sesshoumaru raised a calm brow. "And this knowledge is.....?"


"Father has arranged for you to be mated."


"What?!"

"Father has arranged for you to be formally mated to a very affluent demoness."


"Who?"


"The famous and wealthy fashion designer, Kagura."


Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes. "Father has no right to interfere in my life."


InuYasha let out a weighted sigh. "Actually, he does, since you are
the first born son. By tradition, if you are legally unmated by your two hundredth
birthday, he has the legal right to formally arrange a mating."


Sesshoumaru remained solidly calm on the surface, not wanting his idiot
brother to see the storm raging within. Damnit. Only three weeks remained
until his two hundredth birthday. Before that time, he had
to find a way to convince his father to call off this absurd engagement
and try to persuade his newly marked mate not to fear him or their union.
It felt as if fate was inching him into a corner. He did not like it.
His life was slowly becoming a nightmare.
These new and distracting problems plagued his thoughts
as he brooded his way into the kitchen, through the dining room, and
into the den.


Unbeknownst to the dog demon, a dark cloaked figure carrying a small
wrapped bundle neared the black SUV across the road. It set the
blanketed package in the back, closed the hatch, got in the
vehicle and drove away.

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Her body felt like lead. Forcing her eyes to open, Rin peered up to
the blurry ceiling. She felt numb all over. It was warm. The smell of
fresh clean blankets floated up from the softness beneath her.
Swallowing the thickness in her throat, Rin blinked several times,
trying to clear the blurriness. Where was she? She sat up and glanced around.
Soon everything became more defined. This was not her room.
It was warmer. It had carpet. A mauve blanket covered her body.
As she looked around the new room, the numbness drained from her lower
body, ebbing away to the very tip of her toes. She frowned. Something
heavy and soft was around her ankle. Looking at her covered legs,
Rin gripped the blanket and flipped it aside. Her eyes widened.
On her right ankle was a metal band, a very heavy metal band with what appeared
to be a soft cushiony material underneath, snuggly wrapped close
to her skin. Rin swallowed heavily. A chain was attached to the shackle.
She followed the chain, moving back the blanket in the process.
It ended at an iron ring on the floor near the bed. With a shaking hand, Rin
reached down to the metal around her ankle, touching the cold steel of
the chain, seizing it in her hand and giving a tug. It was heavy.


"How do you like your new room, sweetheart?"


Rin could hardly contain her fear as she slowly switched her gaze from the
shackle to the deep male voice she knew so well. Not ten feet from
where she lay, he stood, tall and dark, with a wicked leer.


Suddenly, she felt very cold. "Father?"


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Translations:


Kuso (shit, damnit)
Yamero (stop it, damnit)
Teme (you son of a bitch)
Konoyaro (bastard/ son of a bitch)


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My brain fog has lifted some! I am so glad. Hope all who read liked.
Will have a new chapter of The courting of Rin out soon. scarecrow.





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