6.) Possibly the Worst Day of My Life
(Or at least up there in the top five)
That day started with me and Jaken arguing again, like we usually do whenever Sesshomaru’s gone, about multiple things. Who Sesshomaru likes more, how much of a dip fuck Jaken is, and many other topics.
“When is Lord Sesshomaru coming back,” Rin wondered as she was sitting the grass picking daisies to make a crown with them.
“He’ll come back, when he gets back,” Jaken grumbled also upset that our demon companion is gone.
I sat down next to Rin, taking in the summer breeze as she placed the floral weaved crown on my head. “Don’t worry, Rin, Sesshomaru will come back, he always does,”
“I know, I just like being around him,” she smiled as she moved over and started braiding my hair, a skill she just recently learned thanks to me.
I liked being around Sesshomaru too, he made me feel safe, well, a lot safer than being with Jaken. I still don’t trust myself enough to actually use my staff, I just love I when he comes to my rescue.
Which was how my day instantly went from decent to shitty. I don’t usually ever have a great day, unless if I get a bath, and me living in feudal era Japan, has lessened my bathing regiment from every day to every week, if possible. Anyways, I somehow managed to get kid napped by Naraku, again. And Jaken somehow manages to not do anything about it, it was almost as if he wanted me to get kidnapped.
One of Naraku’s dolls, swooped in and just picked me up and ran away, just like that, he took me to wherever Naraku was currently living. I was then thrown into a room and had my hand tied up above my head and my feet anchored with some sort of demon voodoo to the ground.
“If your plan was to lure Sesshomaru, an invitation and directions would have sufficed!” I yelled getting angry.
“I know that, but the dog demon was not what I wanted,” he smiled deviously as he grabbed my staff and walked up to me. “What a beautiful kimono,” he commented pulling the neck of it down.
“Stop! Don’t lay a hand on me,” I told him yelling, hopefully Sesshomaru would hear me.
He shook his head, “You don’t get to decide what happens here,” He looked at my staff, “You know, it was quite conquincidental that Sesshomaru chose the peridot rock to guard you. Did he ever tell you of the story of the Sun Empire and the Sun Warriors?”
“Just let me go!” I didn’t want to listen to whatever nonsense he had to say.
“Reluctant are we?” he smiled eagerly, “He must have known, Michaela Rae, you were one of the reincarnated Sun Warriors,”
“No! Just let me go,” I screamed once more as I tried to pull my bindings but they wouldn’t budge.
“The Hope Warrior,” he smiled, “You can’t even hide it, it appeared so obviously on your forehead,”
I felt this light on my forehead like I did early when I first met Sesshomaru and he almost killed me but stopped. No, that’s not true, this couldn’t have been the reason why he didn’t kill me and I’m still alive. He actually cared for me, I tried to tell myself. But it just wouldn’t register, I couldn’t wrap the thought around my head that Sesshomaru actually cared for me. It more seemed like a fantasy I was living in and a scheme he was playing.
“Don’t worry, I’ll awaken you,” he assured me as he pulled my kimono all the way down exposing my breasts.
I then decided screaming would help, but he did not try to silence me.
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