Captive by Sesshysgirl-08

The Red Sun Rises

Hey! This is going to be my first chapter story here on Dokuga! I’ve had a lot of people read my one shots and hint that they’d like me to work on some longer pieces so I figured, why not? =P. I loved the idea of this fic and I hope you all love it, too! Please enjoy and, if you’re feeling up to it, leave me some love in review form ;).

I know some of you are waiting on another installment of avaricious, that’s coming, I just haven’t felt particularly inspired in regards to that fic lately. It’ll happen, I’m just not sure when.

Disclaimer: Nope, not mine. :,(

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  ~Keep love in your heart.

                           A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.~                                                       

                                                - Oscar Wilde

She had been his flower, his one true treasure.

He felt the loss of her deep in his bones. When he thought of her, of her smiles like sunshine, of her scent of sweet meadow flowers, he was consumed by the burning loss of her. She had been his breath, and just as surely as he had felt the air in his lungs once before, he now felt profoundly their seizure. The flow of poison in his blood had become a constant, slow burn, a reminder of his inability to use it to save her. His power, how useless it had been! What good was it to be so strong, so untouchable, when the one you loved was not near, was so far from your protection? They say that a demon cannot love, that his heart is encased in ice. He did not know who they were, but he would slay them just as surely as he would remove the filth that had taken his Rin. The gleam in his eyes at the thought proved just how full of fire he truly was. This youkai who had spirited Rin away had been almost impossible to locate, but after many cycles of the moon Sesshoumaru had come across a name.

Yukio.

With that name had come an area of expertise that to this very moment made Sesshoumaru’s teeth bare. Due to this profession of his, he had made himself scarce, found only when a new prospect arose or when he was certain to gain profit from your business. He was a demon of the night who stole only women of great beauty to then profit off of their pain.

‘Despicable.’

Behind eyes of sunlight dark plans bloomed, opening up black petals and stretching a thin smile along his lips. A youkai who sold young women for pleasure had stolen his Rin. He would show him how the killing perfection found his pleasure.

He knew of one whose reputation of not only great power, but of great beauty, preceded her. He would take her, train her and make her his bait.

‘Kagome.’

How humorous fate could be…this priestess who, at one point in time, had belonged to his half-brother now would belong to him. She had always been a lamb amongst predators, but he would train her now to become one herself. He would do anything to have his Rin returned to him, even if that meant the corruption and manipulation of a creature as pure as the miko.

 She would come with him, she would do this, willing or not.

His thin smile turned full, all bright fangs and dark promise. His eyes, illuminated by firelight, shone crimson. Like the red rising sun, they held the promise of blood.

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This was just the super short intro. I’ll have the next chapter out soon! Most likely within a few days ^^. Let me know if this piques your interest! Thanks for reading!

Until next time! Ja!

-Sesshysgirl_08