Stick to the plan
By KagomeReborn
Disclaimer: I still don't own the characters only the storyline in which this fanfiction takes place.
Inuyasha & co. belongs to the infamous Rumiko Takahashi
there now that my soul has being bitch slapped by the gods of copyright I shall continue on
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I didn't Ask for Pain
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Kagome watched for the last time as Inuyasha faded into the forest. Rising back out the well after she was sure he was gone, she sat there. He thought she didn't know where he went when she left. But she did.
She could have taken it if he loved Kikyou. She could've bared the loss If it was to fight for a chance at love. But that wasn't the reason he left at night. Of course first he would see her... That was the cover but after that... He went to her.
Kagome at first cried and denied her eyes when she watched Inuyasha take her dear friend. She watched them entwine their limbs. Rock against each other. Fulfill their needs and then they would separate.
She was sick. Dizzy with the pain at this deception.
The next day she only half listened to Sango's rants of love for the perverted houshi. She wanted to slap her. To punch her face, make her bleed. To scream at her that it was her that was perverted.
She wanted to die when Inu -yasha came to her. His passionate expressions of love and want after the battle fell numbly upon her as the only sounds she could hear was the ones he had made with Sango. He had tried to touch her again his hands caressing her neck, his lips brushing lightly over her lips. And she let him. She cried into his touch and he thought it was a sign she was happy. He was truly blind. Then he believed her and let her go back to camp saying he would take it slow and understood.
Only to take Sango hours later on the bank of the spring he had kissed her at. His touches upon her skin were different. With them it was only release, the pleasure of dominance they fought even now. She guessed that it had to do with them being warriors.
She tried for weeks to forget, to forgive...To see and understand. This was their way of releasing the pressure. They were safe since there was no love. She tried to invoke those feeling in Inu -yasha. To make him see her as his outlet for passion but he could not. She was too sacred to touch. Kikyou had warped his mind and now he only could see himself with her once he was redeemed.
She tried to persuade Sango to give into her desires with Miroku but she would not until his curse was gone and she could be sure he was truly and only hers.
She thought of telling Miroku, if only to get him to act, to stand and take Sango for himself. To make her know that she was his... But she couldn't do it... She couldn't let Miroku harden even further then Naraku had made him.
He didn't deserve to know why the day he took Sango there would be no blood.
And so tonight, a month later she watched her hanyou disappear from her life.
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I didn't ask for Hate
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Tonight will by the last time I watch him leave me. I will find my revenge and it will be sweet.
Pulling myself fully from the well I laugh quietly for I do not know how far away he is yet. Planning for this night I told my mother to pack and have the extra things waiting at the well. I would need them later since I would not be nearby for awhile.
Sighing I thought of Shippou. He was the only one I told that I was leaving for a bit. Him and Keade really, I needed to tell him so he wouldn't lose hope and I told her so she would care for him. I didn't tell them where I was going only that I would still be in this time and searching for shards.
A few months ago Keade would have told me not to go, but a few months ago I had not surpassed Kikyou.
Kikyou the undead miko, which was not my other half but had, stole part of my soul simply because I was a miko and the closest at the time of her rebirth.
It was twisted the fate I seemed to have but I was determined to grab hold of it now.
Hate seemed to empower my movements and yet I knew that I would have to see past that hate if I would truly gain my revenge.
I wasn't sure if I would find 'Him' and I wasn't sure if he would help me but I was sure that they would pay, that he would pay.
I just didn't know that I would pay as well.
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I didn't Ask for Kindness
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It seems that everyone had a proposition for me nowadays. And they all seem to center around a certain hanyou. At least that's what she had told the guards at the gate.
I still wonder how she got here so far away from Inuyasha without his notice. The Dead miko must have his attention. Though the last time I fought him he smelled of the slayer and yet she looked hurt or wounded so he may have been the only one that could carry her.
She looks different. Not bad but different. Her face is less compassionate, her aura is stronger. Her power is close to mine. Not too good of a thing since she has the power to purify.
Her patience is still intact though. Humans often surprise me though it is not often. This one and the ward shall be my only exception.
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I wish he would speak but he waits. Both of these brothers are starting to get on my nerves but I repressed the emotion and waited for him to speak. It had taken me a month to decide to ask him and in that month I had trained myself for him and this day.
"What do you want miko?" his baritone finally rang out acknowledging my presence.
At least it wasn't wench or bitch. I am still standing and I wonder if he forgot his manners... well I'm sitting let him be damned! His study is marvelous as one would assume he would have. The picture of perfection I thought was only a picture but he gives it life. He gives it meaning.
"I have come to seek your alliance"
"I will not help you help that mutt find the shards... he will have to solve that problem himself."
"I do not want you to help him"
"Indeed? Then what type of alliance do you want?"
"I want you to help me hurt him... I want to crush him "
His brow arched. 'Good, Do I have you attention now?' I inwardly smirk as I wait for him to reply, to digest that yes the woman that handed over his father's sword, which helped cripple him wanted to bring pain to his brother.
"Why, is it because of the dead miko?"
"No"
"Then why... You will tell me want I want to know "His voice was firm, his face impassive. He was use to getting his way.
"Because, he deserves it, Plain and simple"
I could be the same way Sesshomaru. Do not forget I will not fear you.
He frowns but then nods. I have won this small battle.
However there was still the war.
"Am I right to assume you have a plan already prepared?" he countered instead.
"Not quite and yet yes. I know this may not seen like revenge but just hear me out. I want to become stronger... mentally... I want to beat him ...for him to crave me. To want me... And only then to see that I am no longer his. "
"Indeed?"
After that statement I watched him in silence as he pondered my words and his reply.
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I don't know what my brother has done to her. This girl that was once willing to offer her life for him now offers him on a platter. It is illogical and yet makes a part of me twitch with amusement that she came to me to do so. I wonder if I say no, who she would turn to next for assistance.
"And if I say no?"
"Then you will never have the satisfaction that you crave in breaking him yourself"
This girl is smart...Too smart and I don't know if my brother will ever realize his mistake fully. As I stare into eyes that could at one moment bore into you and then soften with compassion I realize that I just found my worthy adversary .It would be worth it if only to break her instead.
Little did she know she had just become my new game.
"I accept"
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Days roll by and I know he's right. Inu-yasha will start searching for me soon. When he doesn't find me at home he'll start his search in this era. We don't have much time and there's a lot to do.
This training is harder than I thought. From the second he agreed I felt I had signed over myself a greater evil.
I wanted my revenge to be two folded and so worked to train my physical self to beat Sango.
Once I told him of His brother's indiscretion with the slayer as he insisted on bringing her into the picture, he seemed to change as if his own plan formed around my own. I don't have time to worry about that now.
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I didn't Ask to Fear
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"Inu-yasha"
"Hanyou"
"Sango"
"Slayer"
"Miroku"
"Monk"
"Inu-yasha"
"Worthless"
"Sango"
"Betrayer"
"Miroku"
"Prey"
"Very good Kagome. "
"I still don't understand the meaning of this exercise." Kagome's eyes were tired and frustrated as she stared at the Youkai that decided the night was a perfect time to train.
""It is to train your mind. We are reprogramming you emotional attachment to them So that when you see them, think about them it will be easier to hurt them."
"I see... But why Miroku?"
"You must take what she took. You will take his body like she took the hanyou's and then when she confronts you will take her pride and beat her."
"I see..."
"Are you having second thoughts Miko?"
"No TaiYoukai-sama"
"Good... now again..."
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Two weeks pass. She was supposed to be gone for only one and half weeks. By now the group excluding Shippou are concerned. Inu-yasha and the rest head out two days later after catching a faint trace of her trail.
'Am I the only one that knows where we are heading. I only hope mother is ok. Did she know she would Wind up in the west...mother asked for my patience I can give her that'
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"Strip"
"No" "Strip or I will strip you.''
"Why should I?!"
For the past five minute the two sat in his dojo impassively arguing over her state of dress.
"Because I said so..."
"No"
Seconds later Kagome found herself pinned to the floor of the dojo. . His legs secured at her hips, His clawed hands pining his prey beneath him. His smirk was almost carnivorous in manor. On her third day with him she had healed his arm giving it back to him.
"You will learn to obey me" his breath tickled her face heating her skin until the sound of ripped fabric clung in the air. His talons made effective work of her top and skirt, bra and panties.
Rising he stood back and looked her over.
"Rise"
"No" She whined blushing red and glaring at him as she tried to cover herself. He pulled her to stand and forced her to the mirror. "Look at yourself."
She started to shake her head but his snarl stopped her. Opening her eyes she looked upon the soft rounds and curves of her body. Nipples cresting into hardened peaks from the mounds of her pert breasts in response to the air and his actions. The round of her hips and shape of her thighs to shapely legs. The nestle of curls peeping from between.
"What do you see?"
"Me"
"Try again"
His hands traced her arms extending them. He raised her head up high straightening her sheepish look.
"A woman"
"What else?"
He pulled her hair back fully showing to her the regal ness of her neck that she hadn't taking the time to see before.
"Delicate"
"What else?"
His hands slid across the plain of her stomach rising to her breasts. Her breath came short and she felt the panting as he cupped them.
"There's nothing else!" She snapped fighting her head away to the side and snapping her eyes shut.
"Open your eyes! Open you eyes damn it!" He snarled his grip on her tightening with her anger.
She cried out and opened them in defeat. "Why are you doing this? "
"Because until you see what you have to offer, you will never succeed in you plan and in life..."
He spoke clearly.
Bringing her to face the mirror again he restarted. "Can't you see...the hue of your lips, the fullness of your eyes, and the smoothness of your skin." He spoke lowly against her ear as his hands followed his words.
Her breath quickened again as she stood there mesmerized unable to stop him.
"The rise of you chest, the flat plain of your stomach....." his hands trailed softly over the expanse of her abdomen to her hips where he grabbed hold of each side. "The soft rounding curves of your hips ....This is your weapon..." His eyes bore into hers through the mirror.
With a languorously stressed movement his hands rose over the mounds of her breasts and up to her head cupping it. "And this is how you will weld it"
"You must learn to forget the emotion you were raised to believe lovemaking...It is sex ...the power of dominance and control in the rawest forms.... I will remold you ...it starts now..."
The glint in his eyes that she hadn't noticed before caught her eyes and she froze.
'What have I done to myself...?'
He lowered her to her knees still facing the mirror. Her silence mirroring the depth of tension in the room.
He was going to make her watch them. She realized as he stripped just enough to free his length and simple one layer hakama from his body, behind her.
Pulling her back to him she felt the ripples of his muscles as he breathed against her body. The heat of his breath across the expanse of her neck.
She watched as his hand seated her on his lap.
She saw the color rise in fascination as he moved her hand to her core.
He wanted to watch her, watch herself as she found pleasure by her own hand.
She couldn't fight the pure control he had over her and the fire of curiosity.
It didn't feel like it was really happening.
That was until his hand joined hers . Until she felt his hardness against her round behind .
Until she watched the clear liquid start to coat her fingers and thighs.
She didn't want to believe that sex wasn't love until the coiling in her stomach bucked her against him.
She didn't see the passion in her eyes until her fingers found her cavern inside her tight walls.
She did not hear the sound of her childhood ideals fade until she felt her first groan of pleasure.
She did not see her beauty until she watched the cry of pain and then pleasure when she was impaled by his manhood.
She did not want to see the lust in her eyes until she fell forward onto her hands and knees so he could ride her better.
She did not fear him until the light on the other side of the tidal wave of her rippling climax brought her straight into the sun kissed eyes of her new home.
She did not hate until she realized that she would never be able to turn back.
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A/n
Well that's it for now. I've been sitting on this one for a while and at 15 pgs I give it to you for your reading pleasure. Let me know what you think.