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Hey this is Silence Draped In Silk with my new story Four Words, it's been advertised in my profile like crazy, this is my semi- pride and joy story. Yes this will be a multi-chap fic, not sure how long, it was originally a one shot but it's way too long for that please review, I just finished Passin and Spin the Bottle so this may be a little sucky since I haven't worked on it too much but I wanted to post something. Anyways I bring you part 1. of Four Words.
Disclamer: I don't own Inuyasha or it's characters in anyway. sob
Warning: Curses, Partial Lime, Vio-lence.
Enjoy. Silence Draped In Silk. :D
Your eyes change back to their hard golden hues. As you look at me those indifferent eyes widen- but only slightly, insuring me that you care even if only a little. You raise your blood drenched hands to your sight before dropping them back down to your sides again. You kneel down and sweep me into your strong arms as you start the journey back to your castle. We’re at an unusual speed, faster than normal. You probably want to drop me off as soon as possible and go back to your lover so she can embrace you in her pale arms and make you forget your guilt if only for now. I can feel your arms shake slightly; I look into your eyes, those golden eyes radiating guilt anger and regret. I can only offer you a small shaky smile and four simple words before I slip into the black abyss.
‘It’s not your Fault.’
I wake up from my dreamless sleep to only see the face of the one who had caused all my pain. I take a glance at my surroundings and notice that it’s my room, the same as I had left it, not one thing out of place. I notice that no one else is in the room. I prop myself up on my elbows before looking into her eyes. She smiles; the smile holds no guilt, or sadness but happiness to see me like this. Vulnerable. She’s dressed impeccably though not in the normal kimono she usually wears. Instead of the maroon kimono she would wear, the one she adorned was white with elaborate red designs. It did not take me long to realize that her kimono was identical to his, but made to fit her form in all the right places. My gaze shifts to her face, intricate maroon designs bring out her fair complexion, I know that these designs are not makeup. And I know that during the time I healed… they had mated. A stinging sensation flooded over my senses, as tears clump together under my eye lids. I blink them back down, to only see that her hair was down, her silky black tresses framing her face.
‘How long have I been here?’ I ask my voice barely above a whisper.
‘3 days’ she replies, the smile still on her face.
‘Oh’ is all I can manage to say.
‘You are not welcome, needed nor wanted here.’ She mentions as if this is my first time hearing it.
‘I know.’ I reply abruptly.
‘So I hope to never see your face here again?’ She asks.
‘I will be gone today.’ I reply, watching her slowly rise and walk towards the door.
‘Good.’ Is all she says before opening and closing the door behind her. I sigh, before sliding from the bed, and walking in front of the mirror. My normally curly black hair was stringy and greasy, with bits of dried blood clumping it together. My once glowing face now looked sickly pale. I felt as bad as I looked. I picked up a nearby towel and started off to the hot springs connected to my room, but before I did I took one last glance at the mirror, hardened my gaze and said four simple words to my reflection.
‘You don’t belong here.’
I’m pressed up against the cold tiled wall, the cold sting contrasting against the warm body pressed against me. You place small kisses against my shoulder blade. I can’t see you but I can feel your gaze upon me.
‘Look at me’ you huskily demand only to have silence as a reply and your order disregarded. You grab my hips and crash them against yours, knowing I love the feel of your hard hip bones pressed against mine. I let out a silent moan, as I open my eyes only to see you’re golden gaze set upon mines.
‘You have a mate’ I whisper. You don’t reply but lay soft kisses upon my neck, the exact place where you marked her.
‘Get away from me.’ I whisper, before feeling you penetrate my body quickly.
‘Why should I?’ you grunt out as you thrust into my body, your strong hands grasping my hips. I don’t reply, but lean my head against the rim of the hot springs as tears silently spring from my eyes. When you finish, you pull me against you attempting to embrace me. You look into my eyes, guilt radiating from your golden orbs. I break from your hold, and turn facing away from you. I wince as your long fingers lightly trace the scar on my back, the scar you left me…only 3 days ago. I feel your soft lips press lightly against the blemish. ‘Don’t do this to me… I don’t want to love you anymore’ I silently thought. You turn me around and kiss me, and I know you’re trying to forget. I pick up my hand and place it on your shoulders; my nimble fingers roam up your neck, till I find my destination. I press my fingers against your mating mark, knowing that anyone besides your mates touch could make it burn. You hiss as the slight pain flushes over your body. You pull back, and look at me with curious yet angered eyes. I grab my towel and tightly wrap it around my body not caring if it had gotten wet. I walk up the marble steps, towards the door. I turn around to see that you’ve left, or maybe you were never here in the first. I silently chuckle, as I think, maybe you’ve drown me crazy? I take another glance around the hot springs, and spot your white kimono folded on a nearby chair. I let out a sigh, glad that my sanity is still intact for now. You must have only had time for a quick fuck, before you go off to do your lordly duties, or maybe you were just prepping yourself for a long night of making passionate love to your mate. I hiss, as jealousy rises in my throat, threatening to overflow. Swallowing it back down, I mumble four lonely words to you before leaving.
‘You’ve made your choice.’
Silence Draped In Silk
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