A Beautiful Lie by TheJell-0Girl

Imprisoned by Hate

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This is the infamous Jell-0Girl here.

Well my last story didn't do so hot so I'm going to try another one – this is a SessKag fiction. The setting is in the Feudal era, Sesshoumaru and Rin are staying the same, but Kagome has some different circumstances. I don't really know if I am going to involve Shippo Sango or Miroku. Inuyasha will fit in there somewhere. Oh and Sesshoumaru has both arms. And despite the fact that in the anime Kagome has brown eyes and in the manga she has blue eyes, I'm making them green. Just my preference.

So anyway I am thinking this is going to be a drama/romance but that may change. Read and review people! I get discouraged when I don't get responses! Also if anyone wants to be my beta, that would be oh so helpful.

Disclaimer: I am not Rumiko Takahashi; therefore I do not own this story or its contents.

Imprisoned By Hate

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"Is she the one?" voices, voices from above were speaking. Were they to her? About her, against her or for her?

"It is her. We will take her back to the Lord." The Lord? Were these angels sent to fetch her body and take it onto the next world? If so they had taken the wrong one, she was one that would be taken to the Underworld. Her soul and spirit were ones not meant for a higher place. Past immoralities and corruptions could not allow it.

The wicked were not meant to go to heaven.

"She looks nothing like him."

"Who?"

"Her brother." And then it became clear to her drugged mind. Again this was happening; her family indiscretions were capturing her again, by the hand of their enemies. No, they wouldn't do it to themselves, she couldn't let them. If they brought her with them, they would bring destruction upon themselves in a mass of death and annihilation.

"No."

The two taka youkai looked down at their prisoner with curious eyes. They were young and rash, having gone out to find the so called 'dangerous prisoner of many faces' without consent or warning. They had been proud of themselves; they had gone out and found her, the sister to him. The only one who had ever been a threat to the powerful kingdom, over-seen by the ruthless Lord of the West. There system had been simple, but effective enough. A blow dart tipped with a highly efficient sleeping drug, buried into the neck of the hapless girl at their feet.

They had been curious about her; she looked nothing like her brother, although they had never seen him, the evil one, though there had been many descriptions of the few survivors.

"Did she speak?" The shorter, more muscular one asked; his voice oddly high for one so brawny.

"I think she said 'no'." the taller, gangly one replied.

They turned to look at each other, then back to the girl in unison.

"There is no way she could be awake from that drug. I bet even Sesshoumaru would be sleeping like a baby after that dosage."

The silent one agreed and nodded his head.

"We must have imagined it."

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Sesshoumaru, Lord of the Western lands, son of the famous Inu no Taisho, half brother to a half- wit, was the captain of a pack of imbeciles.

He had asked one simple thing, find the girl and bring her back. Instead of leaving automatically, carrying light weapons or perhaps none in order to gather the girl faster, they had gone and planned a fully armed sentry looking as if they were going to a battle with another army.

Fools, all of this for an unimportant female, they will never have a chance to use there weapons, she will hear them coming for miles, clanking and grinding like an iron horse on parade.

He gnashed his teeth together in an abnormal show of emotion. Anxiousness permeated the entire castle. What did these servants of him expect from her? Her brother was the stronger, so she would be the weaker, or otherwise he would be capturing him to gain access to the knowledge of her power. This was the way it worked in youkai families. There would be one half of great power, and one half nothing more than untalented retards. It was easy to see who he was of his small detached family.

Sesshoumaru stood down from the window ledge that he had perched himself upon. Those idiots were not going anywhere soon, and more importantly his generals were not bringing anything back soon.

Swiftly Sesshoumaru snatched his Toukijin and its sheath from its stand and belted it to his waist. He could not lower himself to go and find this girl himself. That was a job easy enough for his underlings. He would go and perform his daily duty of patrolling the western front. An easy way to keep watch for any activity including the girl.

The taka youkai were carrying the raven haired girl between them. Shirou, the younger twin carried the girls feet by the hand-made impromptu stretcher that he and his brother had made. He was taller than his brother by a hair, though that was one of the only differences that discerned the two. Both had golden colored hair, though they kept it differently. Shirou had his locks kept in a long braid that cascaded down to his chest.

Ryoku, his brother had his hair short, though it always looked unkempt and unmanageable. Their faces were identical, sharp razor blade noses, large slanting red eyes and faces practically free of markings other than the flame-like red stripes that adorned their pale cheeks.

The castle was in sight, and the girl had started mumbling awhile back. The brothers hurried their steps in anxiousness of going forward to their lord after such a transgression. They should not have gone out, them being so young; they easily could have been killed, or worse, let the enemies know what Sesshoumaru was up to. But they felt it their right, when there parents had been the ones who had spotted the girl in the first place.

But they had done it. They had captured the girl. They had captured Naraku's biological half sister.

Sesshoumaru scanned his lands through eagle eyes as he paraded on the castle top. The stone was old and weathered, but with the care and maintenance of him and his father before him, it would stand for many years to come.

Something caught his eye as he swept over the eastern battlements. Two taka... Ryoku and Shirou. They had the girl. Sesshoumaru stood there for a moment, and he smiled. Swiftly he gathered his youki and concentrated it into a cloud underneath his feet, directing himself down to the eastern gate.

They had caught her.

Two of his most inexperienced subordinates had caught her; Kagome, sister to the half demon Naraku.

"You have done well."

Ryoku and Shirou nearly fell over backwards when Sesshoumaru jumped down in front of them before the castle gates.

"Err...umm...th-thankyou Lord S-Sesshoumaru." They stuttered simultaneously in shock.

"You will bring her inside and gather a parcel from the apothecary." He ordered, turning away from them and walking indoors, turning left to the stairs that lead to his prison. He didn't need the reassurance of the stealthy padding of feet behind him to know that they would follow.

The sleeves of his haori flowing behind him and exposing the maroon stripes on each muscled arm, silently he slid into the dungeons. They were not decrepit, merely musty from years of disuse, and hardly the picture of most dungeons. It was not black and foul smelling, constantly dripping of sewer water like what many minds imagine them to be. This one had a stone floor, ragged throws on the ground of the cells that lined the left wall, proper beds and a washing stall and a bathroom with a curtain for privacy.

The girl was placed into one of the said cells; lying down on the bed she looked quite peaceful, serene even. Her raven locks strewn about in disarray, her pale face seemed to glow in contrast. Her clothing was simple; something a ningen female would wear, but nothing that a full demon would never be caught dead wearing. But nonetheless she was beautiful, her face unmarked by any demon traits, despite her fangs.

And lying there she looked so peaceful, the twins, now sent scurrying to the apothecary for some mysterious parcel, began to wonder if she could ever be related to the demon scum Naraku.

Standing there Sesshoumaru awaited the taka twin's arrival back from his chemists. The tonic he had called for was a truthsayer's poison, strong enough for the strongest demon, though it was hardly worth wasting on this pathetic demon girl, Kagome. To let her self be caught unawares, and by such a novice attack was lacking judgment.

But still...there was a niggling feeling that made the hairs at the back of his neck stand in end. The girl, however pitiful looking, emanated an unnamed strength. He could sense her youki, and though it in itself was formidable – something that would have puzzled the demon lord if he had enough conscience to care- it seemed to be blended with another, another magic of types.

When the girl began to stir, the realization hit Sesshoumaru – this fujin was also a miko.

"Woman, awake."

Kagome opened her jade eyes as much as her brain screamed at her to fake slumber.

Three males were standing over her, a realization that made her uncomfortable.

She could taste a foreign liquid on her tongue – it was sweet and cloistering like some sweet nectar. But it fogged her senses and judgment. All she knew was to reply.

"What is your name." this was no question, it was an order from the silver haired one with the slender face. Her nose was telling her something about his race but she couldn't remember just what it was at the moment. The two that flanked either side of him looked curious, young and full of awe.

"My name is Kagome." She answered, her tongue clumsy and tripping over the words.

"You are Naraku's sister." Again this was not said as a question.

"'Half sister..." Kagome mumbled.

"And on what premise are you invading my lands?" his voice was soft like silk, but that sheet of silk covered the iron strength underneath it. It made her insides tremble. But at the same time the cloud that held her stupor was shifting. Her thoughts came more clearly now.

"I am not invading your lands, 'was merely passing through them with no intention of harm..."

Why am I answering him? These may be his lands but I have a right to pass through providing I don't cause trouble...oh but he knows of Naraku...

Sesshoumaru raised a graceful eye at her more supplementary answer.

"Is Naraku with you?" asked one of the now identified taka youkai. Her senses were clearing.

The Inu glared at his subordinate but remained silent as he waited for an answer. Puzzlement etched into the features of the two young ones as Kagome's clouded green eyes suddenly cleared and she started to tremble.

"Away...go away from me...don't touch me...he will come...he will bring your death upon his heels and my greatest fear upon his shoulders...." Kagome began to shake violently, her prophetic declaration taken in with surprise from her captors.

"What does that mean?" asked the golden haired youth from the opposite side flanking the silver Inu.

"I can't....can't tell you. Let...me be...away...away from me..." her trembles turned to shaking heaves, her power swirling around her in a purple haze much like the miasma from her kin. Her breath became labored as she shook; eyes closed and squinted in an unknown pain. Her hands suddenly clenched Sesshoumaru's, squeezing them tight.

Sesshoumaru merely flung her hand away from his in disgust, features unchanging as he looked down on his capture.

And then Kagome stopped shaking, she was completely still. Her eyes opened wide looking up at the ceiling.

And then like a flash she was up and running, out the door, using her power to blast it open. Sesshoumaru unfazed by the sudden escape ran quickly after her, putting up barriers in front of her only to have her shatter them with practiced ease.

Finally after a few frustrating minutes Sesshoumaru gathered his youki cloud and swooped over the girl, grabbing her by her waist. The fujin kicked and scrambled valiantly, screaming curses.

She is rather lively for one who was administered enough poison to stop an elephant. Though that poison was supposed to make her tell the truth, but it was a drug never the less.

The unbidden thought rampaged through Sesshoumaru's mind as he held the struggling woman in his arms. The last straw was when she bit his arm. He was so astounded that someone would have the nerve to do that that he almost dropped her. Instead he merely hit her over the head with his clawed hand, knocking her unconscious with one blow.

The nerve.

"Humph." Kagome, disgruntled and fairly disgusted with her position, folded her arms, her beige sacking haori rustling as she shifted from her cross legged sitting position to standing up against the iron bars of her prison.

"You have awoken." The sound of the voice came before the sight of the taiyoukai.

"And you have no need to say things so obvious." Kagome retorted.

Haori and hakama whispered silkily as the dog youkai came to a stop before her cage.

"So you know who I am and have captured me. What more do you want?" Kagome asked with a sigh, forehead resting lightly on the cold door.

"I want to know what Naraku is doing." The reply was a lie, Sesshoumaru wanted to know how this woman could be both miko and demon, and how she could be scented as a fox demon when her brother was a spider hanyou as well.

"I don't know," Kagome answered truthfully, pausing before continuing on, "Most people who know him avoid him. I'm no exception."

"He is your brother." Sesshoumaru looked at her questioningly, even though he himself avoided his own half brother as often as not.

"I hear you also have a brother you avoid like the plague. What is your reason?" Kagome asked in response.

"My reasons are my own wench, now answer me."

Kagome huffed as she closed her eyes and turned away from Sesshoumaru.

"Well my reasons are my own as well."

Sesshoumaru growled lightly at the impudence at this girl.

"I could have you killed."

"Being dead is easier than living I think..." Kagome answered softly, eyes suddenly looking at a faraway place.

"Then I will have you tortured. But you will tell me where Naraku is." Sesshoumaru replied stiffly.

Kagome turned to look at him, an odd look in her eyes.

"Where he is? He is on Mt. Hakurei. I would have thought you knew that. He does not exactly hide his presence."

Sesshoumaru glared at her.

"He may not hide his presence from you, but he does not show himself to his enemies. He is nothing more than a coward."

Kagome flinched as if he had hit her on the head for a second time, but she made no reply, merely looked away at the wall opposite to her.

The uncomfortable silence lasted on a few more minutes before Kagome became curious as to just who her captor was.

"Who are you anyway?" she asked with a curious tone.

"I am the Lord of the Western lands." Was the rigid reply.

Kagome gave an audible gasp as she turned around to look at the Inu once more, eyes wide with astonishment.

"Taisho? Taisho Sesshoumaru?" she asked, her voice quivering.

Sesshoumaru, who had had enough of standing around with no results set off for his own dorm in his castle.

Kagome stared off at him as he retreated, calling out softly as he left.

"Taisho Sesshoumaru – dono, my brother is going to murder you."

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Allrighty I am done - Well my first chapter anyway. And yes I am calling him Sesshoumaru – dono. Don't really know if that is politically correct but I get bored of 'Sesshoumaru – Sama' all over the place. So please R & R , they make me happy and make me think I am a good writer for a little while . . Flames accepted, but ONLY if they have merit. If they don't I'm going to kick your ass.

So anyway I would like to think I am going to update every week but school does get in my way. So I give NO PROMISES.

Also, fujin means female for anyone who got confused about that, and taka is a falcon.

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Anyways love everybody who reads and reviews, hate everybody that's reads and doesn't, Ja Ne Minna!

TheJell-0Girl

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