Bleach Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Chronicles of the Moon ❯ Weaving Tragedy ( Chapter 65 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own the anime or manga Inuyasha. The characters of Inuyasha are not mine; they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not own Bleach the anime or manga. I do not own the characters of Bleach, Tite Kubo does. No money is made on my part. All OCs are mine.

A/n: Working with and trying to uncover plots. The enemies dish out and win a major victory. Asuna tries to rectify a great injustice as the past comes back with a vengeance. Old loves and bitter memories are brought about as the Tsuchigumo history is unveiled more. *adult themes. angst, violence, and mention of torture. Please do not read if it bothers you.* Thank you for reading and please, let me know what you think.



Weaving Tragedy


The dark hanyou known as Naraku sat down in a leather bound Queen Ann style chair. His home was done in black leathers, white, and grey. He thought of himself as simple; Masanori said he was boring. Efnisien sat down on the black leather sofa and watched his master look stiff.

“He will not sleep!” He growled out.

“What the spider? Why do you have this conflict?” Efnisien asked confused.

“Hisashi is too peace loving. He is like Jouichi that way. Ishin is more like the emotional side of our father. He is much more willing to fight then the fucking kumo. Hai! I mean you!” He snarled out loud.

“Why can you not stay together as one mind?” The ekimmu asked curiously.

“Because he wants different things and I want to act! When we are combined; the two tend to bend to his will more. I hate it! He said clenching his fists.

“Onigumo you are Arawn; not the spider.” He pointed out.

“Well his anger over his death kept him hanging out in low level kumo and then I came along! Lucky me. Hai! You bastard sleep!” He said hitting his own head.

It was almost comical but Efnisien knew this being must be in turmoil. He found it odd why his master would choose to do it this way but then he was just happy to see his friend and master around again. Ten thousand years was too long in his opinion.

“Shut. The. Fuck. Up!” The hanyou hissed out loud.

“Arawn, it is difficult but perhaps if I speak to him fully?” The ekimmu said.

“Fine! Do whatever.” He yelled.

His eyes changed to mahogany and he stared at Efnisien. He sighed and sat back more comfortably.

“You would not allow yourself to speak as another single?” He asked the hanyou.

“I prefer my own mind thank you. I sound totally crazy right now; I know.” Naraku said standing.

“Well he wishes free. He thinks you are being too cautious.” Efnisien pointed out.

“I know what he thinks ekimmu! He is part of me.” He growled.

“Yes, I know he is but that was Bilae or at least sort of. He is being more cautious too. He must not be at full strength or else he would have waltzed right in. Interesting.” He thought.

“Did he like me that way?” His halfling master asked.

“This modern sense of sexuality is puzzling to most ekimmu. We just took who we wanted be it male or female. Most of us had male and female lovers. It was no issue like it is now.” He chuckled lightly.

“You and I, were we?” He asked stiffly.

“You were my master. I adored you but no.” Efnisien tittered well naturedly.

“Oh thank the Kami.” He said in relief.

“Why?” The ekimmu asked.

“I do not want images of me in your head naked. Sorry.” Naraku snapped walking past him.

Efnisien laughed and laughed as the hanyou poured them both sake. The half breed was such an interesting mix of personalities. He hated to tell Arawn reborn that he was ekimmu and no different than any other red blooded blood drinker. He smiled as he sipped his potent rice wine and chatted with his friend.
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Jouichi was plagued with horrific nightmares. Why he was seeing these terrible events again; he had no idea but he saw his mother’s brown eyes opened in death and it was making him paranoid. He ported into the Western house of his Mitsukai and he walked into her bedroom. She was sleeping between the two called frère and he breathed in relief. His own upbringing made him very used to a dominant onna who had many mates and lovers; Ayana had just been that way. Why he had expected Fusae to love him and honor their mating he had no idea but he had loved her obsessively and irrationally. He had loved her so much that it destroyed his kingdom. Asuna heard his thoughts and she lifted her head. Kameron lifted his too but let it drop back down.

“May we speak Mitsukai?” He asked softly.

“Hai.” She said slipping from her bed.

Asuna slipped naked from her bed and he was hit by her scent. Jouichi stepped back and her sweet smell made him see red and he clutched his chest.

“Asuna?” He asked staring widely.

“Hai.” She nodded.

Jouichi lost rational thought and she ended on the edge of her bed and both Kameron and Chrestian looked up. The spider was staring at her face as his hand shook.

“Mitsukai? You scent.” He whispered as he lowered his head.

Asuna shut her own eyes as he pressed his nose to her sternum and he clutched her thigh. He was not shocked but affected highly by her smell. Jouichi had actually let his beast out to purposely put his child in her belly but the scent made him feral nonetheless. Kameron watched curiously and Jouichi dragged his lips down her sternum till he reached her belly. He turned his head to press his ear to “listen to her womb”.

“My love.” Asuna said gently.

“Asuna, you have too many.” He said clutching her hand.

“Huh?” She asked him.

“My darling angel; I feel three.” Jouichi stuttered.

“Oh shit.” She stated vehemently.

“Mistress?” Kameron asked concerned.

“Two kumo and one other.” He said kissing her belly.

“Twins can be difficult but I have carried three before. I will be incapacitated early.” Asuna stated.

“Mitsukai. You give me a son and daughter. Kameron? You have a son.” Jouichi said kissing her belly more.

“A son? How can you know?” Kameron asked in awe.

“Kumo feel the vibrations.” Asuna murmured.

“Utterly amazing!” The Ramanga whispered heavily.

“Just part of my nature. May I sleep with you my mitsukai?” He mumbled barely above a whisper.

“Hai.” She nodded with tenderness.

Her king size bed accommodated and Chrestian moved to get up but she nodded no. He pressed fingers to her lips and smiled a little.

“Please share your bed with Lord Jouichi and Kameron. I am hungry anyway my queen. I love you.” He said gently.

“Hai. I love you too.” She said utterly softly.

Kameron spooned her back and held her hip and Jouichi faced her. Their heads shared a pillow and she watched his face. His still showed his pain but the idea that he had sired twins seemed to settle him some. Sakina had been his whole life in the modern era and it was tearing him up still. He shut his black eyes and fell into troubled sleep.
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“Everywhere ! They are everywhere!” Bihua snarled as the ningen poured in like ants.

“What has brought out their intense hatred?” Ayana demanded.

“No idea mistress. I leave for the front.” He said bowing and lifting his copper head.

Her long time lover was concerned. He was also horrifically jealous over Jouichi. Everyone was frankly and Ayana coddled him greatly. Her son by way of Nagaharu was simply so fucking beautiful for a man and both sexes found him alluring. Bihua hated how much time she demanded of the young man when he was an obvious whore. Jouichi would sometimes still share her bed and sleep beside his great mother. It was not normal but the two obviously adored the other. Gaku and Jouichi had made comments many times and it made them angry. Bihua knew she never touched the prince but her love was beyond obsessive.

The young Jouichi watched Bihua go and he snorted. Ayana glared at her eldest son and he gave her a frank look. They were normally bluntly honest with the other. Their passionate tirades could be heard throughout the palace and they would scream.

“What now Jouichi?” She demanded.

“He had too much influence with you.” He said raising a brow.

“Pardon me? What do you mean?” Ayana asked.

“Mother! I am not stupid. I know he is a lover.” Jouichi said glaring.

“Stop! My private life is not your concern.” She said in anger.

“Oh? I am the crown prince. It is my business and you are my mother. I will fucking kill him.” The black funnel said crossing his arms.

“Watch your mouth with me!” She snapped.

“You get so angry when you find out that I have had lovers Mother! You get irrational and I am supposed to be a monk when my own Mother has how many?” Jouichi demanded.

“I owe you no explanation! I am the ruler and you are my heir! I have no wish to have just anyone as your mate and the rate you are going you will have a million children!” Ayana sneered.

“Like you?” He said shortly.

Ayana actually slapped him. She was furious and it was not like him to be this way but she suspected he was jealous too.

Jouichi woke up and he had dreamt of the last fight he had had with his mother. Their jealousies and attitudes had changed the older he had gotten. He stared at her face and he realized that he should never have been born to her. Their souls were not meant to be of a paternal way. They were lovers and partners. He could not explain it any other way.

“Why are you dreaming of then?” She asked with eyes closed.

“No idea. I have been dreaming a lot lately.” Jouichi said sighing.

“I saw a little. I do not remember.” Asuna mumbled.

“I prefer it so; you know that.” He said running a hand through her hair.

He was fully awake and they were alone his noticed. Jouichi maneuvered a little and he slipped open her thighs and he rested his head against one. Asuna was suddenly very awake and his cheek was pressed to her inner thigh.

“Mitsukai. I think I realize our souls have been together more.” He said softly kneading her flesh.

“Oh?” She murmured as she felt him sensing her skin.

“Hai. We fought so badly before the end. I hated Bihua. I hated my own father. I hated your lovers.” He admitted.

“Why?” Asuna asked.

“I do not know. It made no sense then. I did not love you as a son should. I loved you too much. I know you felt the same. It was obvious but you were still my life bearer and I your child.” He said very slowly opening her nether lips.

“We fought as if mated perhaps? Why though?” She gasped a little and he breathed against her hood and clit.

“I at one point helped to run the kingdom. We made decisions together. I yearned for your presence and it was insane. When you were killed in battle; I think I gravitated to Fusae because she was nothing like you. I was in agony and listless.” He said then flicked his tongue tip against her clit.

“Oooh Jouichi.” She groaned softly.

“Music mitsukai.” The kumo man whispered and he proceeded to suckle her nub expertly.

Asuna stared at the ceiling as her limbs jerked from the pleasure. Jouichi was getting very passionate very quickly as he flicked his fleshy organ and sucked her. Her breathing was intense and her body lightly trembled as he built her up.

“Jouichi, I am cl-close.” Asuna whimpered.

He slipped two fingers into her fluid inferno. He spread his fingers to increase her fullness and Jouichi let go her clit a moment. The claw of his thumb grazed her pleasure nub and he watched her thighs become tenser and watched her channel swallow his appendages. His lids were half mast as he took in the deliciousness of the moment. It was pure decadence and he lost his thought processes as he suckled her anew. She drew up her legs as the heat pooled and spread.

“Soak me. I will drink my parchedness away my princess. My angel. My lover give me.” He mumbled against her woman’s flesh.

Her legs jerked suddenly as it broke in waves and he groaned at her core. His tongue was busy and it passed her mind yet again that he enjoyed certain things way more than Ishin. He loved this and he did so often when he was with her. She mewled and cried his name as her body gave up its tense gold and he growled harder as his tongue lashed her crazily. Jouichi snarled and he moved his sleep pants to expose his need. Asuna wanted him badly but he began to stroke his own length as he lay between her thighs.

“In me. Jouichi oh Kamis you are so fucking beautiful. Oh hai!” She snarled softly as he worked his own staff.

“Watch me. Watch me! oh Kami hai, watch as I moan your name my angel.” He said in his passionate tone.

The kumo lord groaned and spat out her name with such need and he continued to run his hand up and down his thick length.

“My darling. Always! Always make me so hard and full of love. I feel and oh shit my angel, I love your voice in my head when you path to me. So happy you have my darlings in you.” He said heated.

Asuna’s chest heaved and he could be so eloquent in his dirty talk that it made her more insane. She watched his beautiful cock and his full sac. She groaned out as she moved and she began to lick and suck his purple head. Jouichi’s chest tightened and he felt a massive orgasm begin to unleash in him. He let his hand fall away as she sank him down her throat and the sensation made him come hard. Jouichi was on his back and his hips arched towards her mouth as he spent his thick seed. It made him moan and sigh more that she loved to taste and partake of his release too. It made him wild and he fell limp as she slowly came off his cock.

“Magnificent.” Asuna husked.

“Hai. Forever perfect.” Jouichi murmured staring at her with reddened eyes.

Asuna fell against him and the kiss became utterly mindless and he moved and maneuvered her. She was on her side half up and he was moving inside of her hard. She held onto her headboard as each roll and thrust of hips elicited another scream of passionate joy from her throat. The consuming joining was loud and intense and neither noticed the eyes peaking in. Kameron watched fascinated and utterly turned on how his queen was being taken by the spider. The history was deep and he ached. He wanted history and he wanted it with her. Kameron watched the spider move her hair and whisper absolutely filthy things in the most beautiful words he ever heard. Her screams of completion made him grip the doorway and her yoki was affecting him. It was their bond and he gasped harder. Kameron closed his eyes as the shudders of massive highs began to threaten his control and he snapped. He bit his lip as his dick erupted inside of his own jeans and he felt faint. The spider lord shouted her name as he too came and it was beautiful.
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Jouichi slept heavily and she was up and Kameron neared her. He turned his head to bare his neck and she sank fangs into his throat. His moan was heady and she found that both Chrestian and Kameron would automatically feed her without thought. It truly unnerved her but then they tasted so damn good. Kameron was especially attentive and he was caressing her stomach. She released and kissed is human like ear.

“I will hunt real meat. Would you watch over Jouichi?” She asked huskily.

“Yes. Always.” He murmured passionately.

“Oh Kami Kameron. You are making me lose my head. I want to open you up and know you totally.” Asuna said breathing harder.

He nodded and she slowly released from him. She walked into the forest surrounding her new home and she changed form. Asuna sat on her haunches and scented the air and she caught an odd scent. She followed it but it moved. It was shifting and moving quickly as she tried to pin it down. It was a kumo. There was lemongrass about the beast. Asuna tried in vain to find him and she changed form. She looked around and she knew the kumo was near.

“I am Lady Asuna. I am mated to Lord Ishin of the kumo! Who are you?” She demanded.

She stood there like an idiot and she grew annoyed as the kumo shied from her. She was utterly confounded considering who she had been. Asuna frowned and she looked up. It appeared to be a funnel web and it stared at her. It trembled violently as it stared at her.

“Why would I harm one of my people? I am the consort of the Federation. I was also Ayana the Elder and kumo are my people too.” Asuna said crossing her arms and staring at him.

-So long- The thought brushed her mind.

“Huh? Who are you?” She asked stepping back.

The kumo changed form and she about fell out. It was Hisashi; not Naraku but Hisashi.

“How and what the hell? Oh Kami.” She stuttered and she back stepped.

“No! Please do not go.” He whispered.

“You are Hisashi! You are he. Where is Onigumo? Where is my mate?” She asked freaking.

“Our minds are separate a lot as of late. I feel and think for myself. We as the hanyou are reckless.” He said staring down at the love of his existence.

“Oh shit.” She said shaking her head.

“I have not and to see you.” He said emotionally.

Hisashi jumped down and he landed gracefully near her. He stood his full height and he reached a trembling hand for her.

“I waited. I waited for so long.” He murmured.

“But Naraku?” She asked terrified.

“I will have to go but as I sleep; so does he.” Hisashi stated as his fingers touched her skin.

Her eyes were wide and she was horrified that her beloved mate was separated again. She was used to Onigumo and he came to stand in front of her.

“Tell me you love me too.” He said almost in despair.

“Of course I do! How could I not?” She asked meeting his eyes.

“Because he is stronger most of the time. I never stopped.” He said suddenly kissing her.

It altered her mind and she whimpered as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. It was so utterly passionate and she was crying. Hisashi pulled back and stared at her face.

“I know we are different but we are the same too. Had to be with you. My soul could not enter the afterlife. I was so angry. I was so angry that you died and our baby died. All for a fucking dragon. Does he still love you? Does he still feel pain for having murdered an innocent onna?” He asked cupping her face.

“Hisashi! It was a different life.” She whispered almost in agony.

“Perhaps so but I remember. I still remember holding you in our last breaths. We defied convention and you became my soul. I know who and what you are now but you were mine in that life. My inu princess was all mine.” He said undoing her yukata.

“Oh Kami.” She said as his hands touched her.

“I am glad Ishin found us. I loved my baby brother and I died until I met you. You gave me purpose after the fall. You know the history now that I should have told you. Ishin is my beloved brother and you my beloved soul.” He said trembling hard.

“What do you want?” Asuna asked in a gasp.

He said nothing as he bared himself and she had never been with this particular kumo in this skin. He joined her and she cried out. He rolled his hips and his cries were numerous.

“Why never use your venom?” She moaned out.

“Not sure if you could handle. Wish it?” Hisashi moaned too.

“Hai.” She yelped.

“Beloved. Breathe in.” He commanded.

Her scream rent the air and his toxin was strong. Asuna clawed his back and she was breathing hard.

“I wish to see Ishin with these eyes. Please?” He asked softly as he kissed her neck.

She ported them and they fell on the bed Ishin slept in at Sendai. The “younger” brother was suddenly awake and he yelped out.

“Inu? Hisashi?” He said stuttering.

“Hai. Escaped fold. Oh Kami Ishin.” He said bowing his head.

“Asuna? What the fuck?” Ishin asked horrified.

“No idea. Ishin!” She screamed out.

“Ours Ishin. Brother please.” Hisashi said rolling his hips harder.

He watched his longtime mate and his supposedly “dead” brother culminate at the same time. His breathing was hard and he truly could not wrap his mind around what had happened. Asuna stared at him with dull eyes and he knew she was tired.

“Inu? You need blood beloved?” He asked gently.

Asuna nodded and Ishin bared his wrist. Hisashi watched and he stared at his adult brother. He had caught glimpses as he had been in Naraku. He was free and he was not sure he wanted to go back. He did not like Onigumo and he had been a means to an end.

“Ishin.” He said softly.

“Hai?” The kumo lord asked stupefied.

“I did not leave you.” He said choking back emotion.

“Oh Kami Hisashi! I know that. I have known a long time.” He said softly.

“Okay. I did not leave you. You were my son and not my brother. I loved you so much. I wanted to die. I had wanted to die. I did not know she betrayed me. I did not know.” He said burying his face against his arm.

“Brother! It was a long time ago. I know. I have known some time and I feel the same. You were my father figure. You always made me happy.” The kumo lord stated emotionally.

“You were so small. You were so helpless and that whore would have killed you. I nearly strangled her when she tried. I hated my own mother. I hated her and I hated our father for being so fucking inept to handle her betrayals.” He said with tears falling down his pale face.

“Hisashi. It has happened and our father has paid the price. He is a good soul but he made many mistakes. He knows and he grieves. He cannot even face me.” Ishin said in a sigh.

Asuna was breathing hard and she was still between these three kumo. Ishin held his wrist as his mate watched and Hisashi was so grieved.

“I hated that I left you. When I heard you lived; I wrote our uncle. I begged him to watch out for you. I could not as the war raged on Honshu. I could not take a chance and loose you a second time.” He said feeling horrible pain.

“I know. I love you. I hate myself I ever doubted you.” The younger brother said and tears fell from his eyes.

“Would you?” He asked softly.

“Hai.” His brother nodded.

“What?” Asuna asked confused.

“We are remarking you inu. We are remarking you and our marks shall be combined.” Ishin whispered as he lowered his mouth.

Her mouth widened and her kumo lord began to suckle and tease skin. Hisashi never thought but the sight of Ishin touching her made him maddened with lust. Sorami had been his in the other life and Asuna had been Ishin’s this, now she would be both. Hisashi intended to sneak away from the hanyou’s mind and body more often. He could never fully be separate but he could do what Onigumo did. Sometimes he really hated the too dangerous ningen. It made him crazed but the soul of the ningen loved her as much as he did.
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She was sleeping between both Ishin and Hisashi and they had both felt the kumo within her. They had become nuts and the resulting love making had been wild. She was utterly sore and she felt her brain as mush.

“I must return now. He will freak.” He said lifting his head.

“I do not understand.” Asuna said sleepily.

“Naraku is both of us. He is both me and Onigumo. His own personality comes out when Onigumo and I are together. One soul sleeps then one of us uses the body.” He shrugged.

“So this is Naraku?” She asked blushing.

“Naraku is a true shape shifter. He is whatever we wish. His appearance is a melding of Onigumo and me.” He whispered lightly trailing claws down her belly.

“Oh.” She said in surprise.

“I love you so much. I love your honor and your dignity. I loved you then and I will always love you no matter what.” He said with truth and sincerity.

“I love you too.” She said hurting and he kissed her.

Ishin was still passed out and they had taken her separately and at the same time. They had made love many times and it was perfect.

“Tell him I love him too. I must go.” He said and he kissed her belly.

He ported via his shoki and she choked back sobs. Ishin woke up and held her to him. He petted her hair and nuzzled her neck.

“I think we will see him again.” He murmured.

“It reminds me of that horrid time. Oh Kami.” She said beginning to bawl.

“Inu it is so long over. It happened so long ago and we are here now. We have made a life together and with others. You pulled Nobu into our family and he too is like my brother. I am happy and I have been for over four centuries. You have made me so utterly happy. I love you and I love you as you. You know that.” He said kissing her head.

“I know. I have not done right by you as of late.” She said with a tremendous sigh.

“I know who you will always come back to. This life and our history; you always return to me, Naraku, and Nobu. We all know this. You love and do so passionately but for the last several lives you have led this is where your heart has been. You may have been this ekimmu but your house and your home is kumo.” He said so passionately.

“Ishin.” She said in awe.

He kissed her again and her kumo lord made her remember exactly why she had fallen in love with him. She knew he was right and it made her weak.
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He came awake and he was in his bed. His mind was calm and he was a little confused. He had sworn he had been with his inu and now he was in his Korean bed. His shattered mind was literally pulling him apart and he was horrified. He wondered if he should go to the past and just retrieve the damn Shikon. He hated how disjointed he was.

“You have a meeting later! Get up Naraku.” Masanori called from the kitchen.

“Hai.” He said aloud.

Naraku got up and he was woozy.

“You make coffee?” He yelled into the kitchen.

“Hai of course. Naraku come on! I have an adoption later I have to preside over.” His ookami kumo roommate snapped.

The hanyou stumbled and he blindly reached for his mug and downed the black coffee.

“I am sore. Why am I sore?” Naraku asked.

“No idea. No idea what you do when you go to that place.” Masanori shrugged.

“Stop by Sendai will you?” His roommate asked.

“Uh no.” He growled.

“For Kami sake come after the lord’s meeting. Kenta will be gone. Shit Masanori. They all know you exist.” The hanyou growled.

“I know. I know they know and no, I do not want to be found, okay?” He said downing his own coffee.

They checked on the young ones and they both ported out. Naraku walked into the Sendai castle and his mate was there. He could feel her. He stalked to his room within the castle and she and Ishin were still abed.

“Ishin! The lords will be here soon and what the hell is that?” He said pointing to her neck.

“You do not remember?” The funnel web asked almost amused.

“Remember what?” He snapped.

“Oh Kami. Well Hisashi was away from you.” Ishin said rising and dressing.

Asuna looked sheepish and his face went utterly red.

“So the kumo came and played did he? This is the reason I am so sore? What did we all do, pray tell.” He said crossing arms.

“We took and mated our onna and had marvelous sex over and over.” Ishin chortled.

“Uh huh. Fine.” Naraku snarled and he undid his suit.

“What are you doing?” His “brother” asked.

“I am her mate. You are mate! Hisashi is part of me fucking damn it!” He said and his inu widened her eyes in shock.

Ishin sent word that the lord’s meeting would be delayed and he was full of humor as the hanyou and himself also remarked her. Asuna passed out.
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Masanori made it to the court house and he was busy. He walked in with brief case in hand and went about presiding over adoptions. He truly loved his work and it was gratifying to make orphans have homes. He still would attend low levels in the wild too and he loved his life. He loved the onna he had mated and their easy relationship suited his lifestyle. He saw a kumo onna on the steps and he suddenly began walking quicker.

-I know who you are. - She whispered in his head.

“Leave me alone!” He growled out loud to her.

“I am Lady Yasua. I saw you at Lord Naraku’s home in Korea.” She said softly.

“I do not care who the fuck you are onna. I do not exist! Do you understand?” Masanori growled.

“We still do not know much and I question why you hate us so badly.” She said nearing him.

She was like most widow onna; so utterly beautiful but deadly as hell. They did not have their names for no reason. Asian widows were highly toxic and he was leery.

“Leave me alone.” He said trying to get around her.

“There are twenty widows around you as we speak. Do not think you get away.” Yasua stated.

“Why are you bothering me?” He demanded.

“Good and powerful males are few and far between. Superior specimens belong in the federation.” She said nearing him.

“I am mated.” Masanori snapped.

“Does not count.” She growled.

“You are an idiot. I love Asuna. I touch no other onna and she is territorial as shit over her own.” He growled at her.

“Why is Kenta a paranoid retard?” She demanded of him.

“I do not know.” He lied.

“You do know. Airi was not stable at all. The former ruling family of the ookami kumo had some very disturbing elements in it. I am beginning to think they were controlled from within.” She said running her hands along his arms.

“Wh-what do you mean?” He asked.

“Asuna was Ayana who was this Arianrhod. I think those blood drinkers knew. I think they took great delight in destroying our people. It is just a thought.” She said and shrugged.

“Kenta had things happen to him. I know not all the details but he was controlled by Airi. I was not her style.” He said stepping back.

“I see. Thank you.” She said bowing.

“What are you thinking Lady Yasua?” Masanori demanded.

“Sicking our queen on him. I do not know a more powerful telepath.” Yasua shrugged.

“He is damaged.” The ookami kumo man said.

“Well so are you by staying away. Good day.” She said bowing.

Yasua ported back to Sendai when out of sight and she walked into the lord’s meeting. She had a runner take a message to the consort who she knew was in the castle. Ishin looked happy and refreshed as he conducted the meeting. She looked at Chikara who always looked happy since he had mated the princess. Ayana and the tarantula lord were expecting again and the Earth Tiger lord looked honestly very pleased. Bihua stayed busy and nothing was known of his private life since his split from Lady Aya. It was rumored the sister of the famed Nobu was quite into her own life with Prince Osamu and his other mate; an ekimmu named Annka. Naraku looked agitated but that was normal as of late and they talked and reported on their species. Yasua spoke about her widows and just rattled off facts. Life was much calmer as of late and she wondered.
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Asuna read the letter and Yasua actually made sense. She had mentioned the short battle between Naraku and the Shouten named Raganos and Asuna dressed. She knew where Kenta lived but to actually speak to him longer then rude dictated seemed odd. Yasua was right and answers lied within the ookami kumo. She ported to modern day Sapporo and he kept offices there. She walked in and nobody would question her presence. She knocked on the thick oak door of Kenta’s office and he called out. Asuna walked in and the steely grey eyes of the older brother of Masanori perused her.

“My lady? Why are you here?” He asked surprised.

“We need to speak I think.” Asuna said flatly.

“What can I do for you? Sake perhaps? Coffee?” He asked standing.

He and her feisty Masanori looked so much alike that it unnerved her. Kenta’s hair was mottled like her best friend’s and she shook her head no.

“I know you do not like me nor trust me my lady but have we not been loyal?” he asked pouring his own sake.

“I know Masanori well.” She stated bluntly.

Kenta choked on hearing a name he had not heard in ages. He stared at her in utter shock and she crossed her arms.

“He is the father of one of my pups. I have known him since the Sengoku Jidai.” Asuna mumbled.

“My younger brother? How odd. He lives. So where is he?” Kenta demanded.

“He has no wish to be found nor does he wish to see you. He swears your father was innocent.” She stated.

“He was.” The ookami kumo said bitterly.

“Then why? Why allow that travesty?” She asked.

“I had no control. I had no power. You have no idea how it was after the fall. You have no clue how strong she could be in her madness.” He said in a wounded tone.

“So you let your younger brother flail?” She asked in anger.

“He was free! He was not the brunt and he was not at her mercy. I took it all! I took every bit and he ran. He blamed me but who do you think distracted our keepers? Me! He can blame me all he wishes but it was me!” Kenta said pounding his desk.

“What did she do?” Asuna asked getting sick to her stomach.

“It does not matter. She is gone and I am thrilled. Leave me alone and Sendai can hate us ookami kumo till this day!” He snarled.

“What did she do Kenta?” She asked again.

“Stay away from me. Tell Masanori to grow up. Poor pathetic wretch. He disowned us? Well fuck him. Fuck him and his solitary ways. I have better use of my time then giving a shit about that bastard.” He said and it sounded hurt.

“You have missed him! You must have thought him dead.” She stated gently.

“I said enough. I may be your vassal my lady but this is ancient history and I no longer care.” Kenta said sitting and he crossed his arms.

“He cares. He still thinks you betrayed him.” She stated coldly.

“Perhaps I did. Maybe I did hmm? I am ookami kumo after all. I mean Fusae was a distant relation. I must be evil, right? I surely must have betrayed my blood.” He said in sarcasm.

Asuna growled out and she leaned over and slapped him. He growled at her and there was something in his gaze. He had bouts of madness too but right now he was lucid. Airi had bent him and used him but how so she did know. After seeing what happened with Kameron and Maec; she was not certain she wanted to know. She was also certain that Sanra had a hand because this stank of her MO.

“I wish you would tell me.” She whispered.

“No. Leave my office.” He snarled.

“Kenta. I have my ways.” Asuna said in warning.

“So? I really do not give one shit. My existence is dull and lifeless. What are you going to do to make it worse?” Kenta snarled again.

“Good Kamis.” She said standing straight and staring at him hard.

“We all cannot be saved. Good thing Masanori has his little existence. I am happy for him. Send him my regards and tell him thanks for nothing. He is the one who turned his back. I managed to survive and try to keep what was left together. Your little Federation has been so kind to us.” He said shoving his chair away from his desk.

“He told me she had your father strapped down and injected her venom into him.” She prompted.

“Stop!” He yelled.

“He said he cried out for him and you did not.” Asuna stated.

“I could not. How could I? I did not want to be next!” He screamed at her.

“Why? Why would you be next?” She demanded.

“It was not my father who raped! It was her! My father found out what she was doing and she silenced him.” He said screaming out.

“Who Kenta? Who was it?” She asked scared of the answer.

“Me! Okay? Me!” He said shaking and sickly green.

“And she what?” Asuna asked in a trembling voice.

“Said because he knew that he had to die. She said I was hers. She said she would never let go.” He said with tears streaking his face.

“Who killed Airi?” She asked.

“I did.” He cried out.

“Airi was not sane?” She asked him soothingly.

“Not at all. Sometimes she fogot she did things. She left sometimes and it was good.” He said laying his head against his arm.

“How old?” She asked.

“It started when I was young. I was twenty six when she killed my father.” He said choking.

“I do not know if that was Airi at all. The onna I knew as Sorami was a good onna. I think she died a long time ago and what we saw was not her. I suspect that whoever impersonated her was a wraith. I suspect they set the ookami kumo up and caused the fall to cause issue for us all.” She said cupping his face.

“Why did you come here?” He asked grieving.

His tears were silent and his voice was raw. She knew she was playing a dangerous game but she wanted to know.

“Please let me see.” She whispered.

“No! My brother hates me. No big loss. The little bastard has obviously bedded the queen of the combined kumo! I am truly happy for him.” He said with such profound bitterness.

“He did not know. He only knew that his father was murdered when he was innocent and it seemed his brother did not care. H felt alone.” Asuna said defending Masanori.

“Good for him. Get the fuck out!” He screamed.

“Kenta please.” She said in such a soft voice.

“I am ookami kumo remember? We are conniving bastards! We are worthless, remember? Us male kumo are worse! Fuck you and get out!” He said in fury.

Asuna rounded his desk and she was on him in but a second. She sank her fangs into him and he shouted. His claws ripped into his desk and she was suddenly straddling his lap. His blood was good. His blood was utterly delicious as she drank and ripped him open. Kenta suddenly crushed her in his arms as his raw voice was rawer; his moans obscene as she saw horrid abuse. Asuna released his throat and he was trembling.

“Oh Kami Kenta.” She said staggering back.

“Go please.” He said unable to look at her.

Asuna bowed after having invaded his mind and he laid his head against his arm and wept.
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She was bothered by what she had seen and what this “Airi” had done smacked of Ayille and Sanra. It was so disgustingly wretched. Kenta was a beautiful man. Masanori was as well. The real son of Airi was stunning beyond his children. Asuna was sick to think what had happened. She was deep in thought and Kameron stared at her.

“You must save him.” He whispered.

“What?” Asuna asked stunned.

“You must save him and bring him here. You do not have to change history completely but he was innocent. Ayille can only change into her Ramanga form or a snake. It must have been a Shouten.” Kameron stated.

“You saw my thoughts?” She asked.

“We are linked. Chrestian, you, and I are linked intimately. I hear your thoughts often and I feel your joy. It makes me happy. I feel when you have completion and sometimes I do too.” He said brushing a thumb along a magenta stripe.

“That makes you happy?” She inquired softly.

“Yes. I feel so close to you. I love you my mistress. You are my heart. You give me a son and you are happy for it.” He said kissing her utterly stupid.

She became aware that Chrestian was behind her and he moved her hair. Whilst Kameron kissed her; her blonde frère sank his fangs into her and she screamed out in ecstasy. Her pleasure numb brain wondered how in the hell she did without them and what would have happened if Ryo could have handled this. Asuna actually loved them both and it was an intense relationship they all shared. Even Kameron and Chrestian seemed to get along better and she wondered if it was the fact he would have his own child. Nothing else could be thought because the formerly Egyptian frère slipped his cock into her heat and Chrestian still fed and teased.
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Asuna took a deep breath and not a soul knew of her endeavors except her frère. Kameron elected to come with her because Chrestian had taken up being a father quite well and he loved his baby girl. Gwydion was personally training Osamu and Maec in ekimmu powers and he swore he would come to her soon. She was shocked he had a cell phone and it irked her that he was so busy. She snarled into the phone she loved him and she felt an icy cold go down her spine. He whispered he loved her too and had hung up. Now she was in the extreme east near Edo and it was long ago. It was after the fall and before her time. It was right when Isao lived. She was stalking a small nest and Kameron keeping every other youkai clear. She had stared at his face and he had smiled a genuine smile.

“I love you.” Asuna said to the wind.

He heard it and he smiled to himself as he guarded her actions. He whispered wedja and she heard him too. She was following a group of ookami kumo onna and she realized how utterly female driven this species of kumo was. She preferred the funnel webs, tarantula, and recluse she realized. The men of the ookami kumo were typically shy beings and Kenta was ruined in some ways. Masanori was different in that he had escaped. She slipped into the nests and the males truly were more subdued. It was the females dressed as warriors and she was shocked. Asuna used her sense of smell and she was looking for anyone who smelled like Masanori. She finally scented out the man she looked for and he was busy with two boys of adolescent age.

“Very good Kenta! Very good Masanori!” He praised as he taught them writing.

“Thank you Chichi!” They said in unison.

Her heart pounded and she saw Isao. His hair was variegated in silver, grey, and black. His smile made her flutter in her belly and she watched him praise his sons and clap. Soon enough he had them fed and demanded they take to their webs.

“Chichi stay please!” Kenta begged.

“Chichi is hungry! I should like boar or deer. I will return.” He said kissing his head.

“Okay.” Kenta pouted and it was near heart breaking.

“My son what is wrong?” He asked seriously.

“Nothing. Please hunt Chichi.” He said looking down.

“Okay. I will be back soon enough.” Isao stated.

Kenta looked haunted and Isao felt badly. He missed his mother and he looked at Masanori already asleep. He sighed and he missed Masuyo terribly but he endured for his children. He was a male kumo and nothing was as important to him as his family. He slowly walked out of the nest and he felt something shadow him. He was not used to such a feeling and he stopped to look around.

“Who is there?” He called.

Asuna stepped out and he was startled. There stood an inu and an inu bitch at that. He raised a brow and he stared at her with silvery colored eyes.

“Hi.” She waved.

“Hi? Have you been following me inu?” Isao asked surprised.

“Hai. You are the son of Airi?” She demanded.

“Hai.” He nodded.

“Imai Isao?” Asuna asked.

“Hai.” He said crossing his arms.

“I see. I knew Lord Jouichi and Chikara.” She said watching him.

“Congratulations you know powerful men. I am not.” He actually joked.

“You are beautiful.” She blurted.

“Huh?” The ookami kumo said truly surprised.

“Isao, I know you know me not but I must see your mother. I must see if what I think is and if I must; I must stop her.” She said flatly.

“I do not understand.” He stated confused.

“I do not like the way the ookami kumo subjugate their men. It is not right and I prefer a stronger male. It is why Jouichi and I get along so well.” She said flatly.

“Okay so you do not like it. How is it wrong? I mean I know no other way. Our onna are bigger and carry more lethal venom then us males in their true forms.” Isao stated honestly.

“Well I hate it!” She snapped as she neared him.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“My name is Asuna. I cannot explain but can you show me where Airi is?” Asuna asked.

“I am sure she is in these forests. My mother and I do not really like one another. My conception was bad and she reminds me constantly.” He sighed.

“I am sorry. You had no control over how or who sired you.” She stated watching him.

“I know but how much guilt can one person feel for being born? She could have rid herself of me but she did not.” He said looking down.

“Did she raise you?” She asked.

“Not really. She was a warrior. After the dragons wiped out the Southern nests and palace; she pretty much left me to extended relatives. She does not love me but I hold her no ill will. She and I avoid each other.” He shrugged.

Asuna sighed and she neared him and stared at his face.

“And your mate died giving you Masanori.” She said brushing his hair away from his beautiful eyes.

“Okay, how did you know that?” He demanded.

“I know a lot. Now where would she be?” She asked touching his cheek.

“Oh.” Isao grunted as her fingertips brushed his skin.

“Your mate loved you?” Asuna asked.

“Hai. For once I knew what it was like to be wanted and not a burden. She gave me my beautiful sons.” He whispered.

“I shall tell you a secret.” She said softly.

“Hai?” He asked just as softly.

“I was Ayana the Elder.” She said against his ear.

He sucked in his breath and he stared at her eyes.

“The jorogumo?” Isao asked astonished.

“One and the same. So you see I like my men.” She winked.

The ookami kumo blushed deeply and she closed her eyes. She felt no female ookami kumo but she felt the distant and very distinct aura of wraith. She grew sick to her stomach and she looked at him.

“I hate to tell you this but who you think is your mother is not. This onna has been using Kenta and it is terrible what she is doing.” Asuna said too bluntly.

“What?” He asked sick to his stomach.

“Airi has been dead a long while I suspect. I was Sorami at one time and your mother my great friend. You will be laid out and this onna will attempt to kill you but I will not let it happen.” She said flatly.

“Wait a minute! What do you mean using Kenta and kill me? What the hell is going on?” Isao demanded.

“It is as I said. Keep up Isao.” She snapped.

She grabbed him and dragged him along.

“Kenta is?” She asked flatly.

“Twenty six. Masanori is nearing twenty two.” He said upset.

“Okay. This is it. You need to go confront her and let her do such as she will. I will be near.” She said flatly.

“What? Why? Why?” He demanded.

“Because you die today and I am here to stop it. I will be here. Go!” She commanded.

“You cannot just tell me all this and tell me I am to die!” Isao cried.

“Hai! I have to. Just do as I command, please?” Asuna begged.

He looked terribly upset and she leaned forward and kissed him. His eyes widened and slowly they shut as it was so damn good. Isao groaned and she slowly pulled back.

“You kiss like a kumo.” He said breathless.

“Hai. Will you believe me? Please? I beg you.” She said cupping his face between her hands.

“Hai. What do I have to do?” He asked.

“Exactly as I tell you.” She mumbled.

She spoke quickly and she watched him go. Firstly she had to get him out of here and at least restore Masanori to his father. Kenta was stubborn and anguished but she would attempt to fix that later. Asuna watched the entire drama play out and what was injected into him was kemuri. She appeared so fast and she stared at the Airi look alike. Asuna ported quickly and unleashed a nami into the wraith onna. It was not Sanra herself but she was certain a crony of hers. She ported to Nobu in Korea and the young healer squealed in shock. She sank fangs into Isao’s chest and he was in horrible pain. He stared at her as the burn was horrid.

“Shhh. Hold on. I will get help.” She said quickly.

Asuna ported into Hueco Mundo and she went to Astana. She appeared and Maec’s face held shock. Admal was at court and he stared at the supposed queen and he shut down his mind.

“Isha! What are you doing here?” He asked coming near her.

“Kemuri! I need some now. An antidote would be better.” She said softly.

“I can do that.” He said grabbing her and pulling her towards his apothecary.

Asuna was shocked to be shoved against the door as he devoured her mouth. She responded so viciously that it surprised him. She sought his tongue and suddenly ripped her lips and sank her fangs into his neck.

“Isha! Oh shit Isha.” He groaned.

Her growl at his throat made him see stars and the combustion exploded. Maec made animalistic cries as she brought him a massive orgasm.

“Who is hurt?” He asked through the pleasure.

“A kumo of mine. You know my history. Will you help me?” Asuna asked running hands through his dark hair.

“Yes of course. Gods, I have missed your face.” He said kissing her neck.

“Haste Maec.” She groaned.

“Damn it! You will tell me where you stay exactly and I need you.” He mumbled.

He pulled away and quickly made an antidote. He was lucid so it meant he remembered. There were times he forgot in the past and she knew to try and avoid him in those times. He gave her bottle and he kissed her hard.

“I love you woman.” He said harshly.

“I love you too. I am in the Southern Islands of Japan.” She whispered.

He kissed her again and she ported out. He squeezed his fist and he sighed. His wife of so long was coming and going again. He was glad he saw her like this. He did not know how to explain himself and he dared not try.
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The young healer gave the ookami kumo the antidote but he was bitter. Asuna calmed him down and he damn near spit on Isao. She ported out to the Ryuku Kingdom and Kameron met her in the palm forest.

“There is a small hut not far. Do you mind that it is not grand?” He asked taking Isao from her.

The ookami kumo was out and she sighed. She had not explained every last detail and she had not explained that he was leaving his sons. Asuna could not honestly think how to explain everything.

“Hai actually it is perfect Kameron. Thank you!” She said edging closer and brushing his nose with hers. He shut his eyes and he smiled softly.

“Your old frère is here.” He said savoring the small intimacy she showed him.

“We leave Ryo alone. Come my gorgeous.” She said following his mental images.

“Yes my queen.” He said following her to the hut.

They settled in and Asuna went about nursing Isao back to health. He had gotten a healthy dose of kemuri and she knew how it felt. She knew how awful it was. It was several days before he woke up but when he did; he was horribly thirsty and in pain.

“Isao! It is Asuna. I have widow. Would you like some?” She asked softly.

“Please.” He begged.

She lifted his head and he swallowed the venom turned medicine. He stared up at her and he was confused and horrified at the agony he had been in.

“It was as I thought Isao. That was not Airi. I have sent my frère out to scout and draw the whore out.” She said brushing his hair out of his face.

“Why would she do all this?” Isao asked hoarsely.

“To cause issue for my soul. You are a bystander and I hate it. Kenta was used ill probably because he is beautiful and winsome. Some female Shouten have been corrupted by Sanra tr’Awnhi who is my enemy. Sanra used sex and all manner of poisons and torture on her younger brother. Her brother was raped repeatedly by their father and it was horrid.” She said softly.

“Oh my Kamis.” He said absolutely horrified

“Hai.” She nodded.

“My Kenta suffered and he said nothing? Why? Why?” He asked trying to sit up.

“Because whoever this bitch is; it is somehow in her power to corrupt and control. I have taken you out of the equation as history dictates but I will stop her.” Asuna said firmly.

“How can I leave my sons? How? Tell me how!” Isao said getting hysterical.

“Right now Imai Isao, you have to. I am sorry. I know Masanori and Kenta both in another era.” She said in truth.

He gasped and he somehow knew she spoke the truth. He was horrified totally and he actually rolled to his side and began to sob.

“My boys are all I know! They are my reason for living! Masyuo was my soul mate and my boys an extension of that.” He said wiping his eyes.

“What if I told you that I have given Masanori a son?” She said softly.

“Masanori a son?” he asked stunned.

“You understand what I am saying?” Asuna asked.

“How?” Isao asked shocked.

“Ancient youkai. More powerful than us.” She smiled a little.

“I need oblivion. Please give me more widow and let me sleep.” The kumo said softly.

“Hai.” She said giving him more widow.

He downed the narcotic and he shut his eyes. The tears fell and shame coursed through him. He felt horrid.
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Kameron knew this Shouten was a nasty one and he slipped back to report to his queen. He caught sight of the red dragon that had been her frère at one time and he watched the man battle against serpents. He was truly a handsome creature as he flung fire from his hands and swung with fluid grace. He killed the last snake daemon and he yelled at his warriors.

“Head home!” Ryo called.

Kameron watched carefully and he knew how much it tore her up that he had wanted death. The idiot had no idea what he had given up and he sighed. She also would never forgive him if he changed the man and he only followed. The red haired dragon was smiling at one of his friends as they chatted. The frère followed silently and the man entered a splendid castle and he went on about his business. Kameron continued to watch and he saw the man flirting openly with a green haired female dragon and the red was quite the lady’s man he decided. They sipped wine and Ryo flirtatiously suggested an onsen and the woman agreed. He rolled his eyes and he stiffened when he felt his queen. He knew from her memories that she had mate amongst the dragon lord and he assumed she was taking the opportunity to see him. He knew he would need to keep watch over the spider and he heard a scream.

Asuna was in front of a Ramanga who was most definitely not friendly and she had been bitten. She gasped in horror as she tried to calm the horrible pain and Kameron suddenly came through the foliage as he transformed.

“Kameron!” She yelled.

“Mistress! Go into the forest.” He begged in his Ramanga voice.

Asuna did as he asked as the pain coursed through her body. She walked straight into a hard body and she startled when she saw who it was. Green eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

“I know you!” He cried softly.

“Hai. Stay this way Sir Ryo. Please.” She said grasping her arm and wincing.

Soon enough Kameron walked back and he was covered in blood. He grabbed her arm and bit it for her and she cried out in relief. The frère eyed the dragon who was shocked.

“Thank Kami Kameron.” Asuna stuttered in relief.

“My pleasure mistress. Can I do anything else my Asuna?” He asked cupping her cheek.

“Watch over Isao?” She asked gently.

“Yes. I will feel you.” The frère said bowing.

Her frère ported away and Ryo only stared at the being in surprise.

“I heard a scream and I came to try and help. I am gratified that you are okay.” He said bowing.

“Ryo. You know it happened awhile ago for me.” She said softly.

“Hai. I still cannot forgive myself. You saved face with Ryukotsusei for me but he still has not forgiven me totally.” He sighed.

“I shall speak with him. Forgive me as I wish to see him.” Asuna bowed stiffly.

“Hai.” He said blushing.

Guilt ate her and she could not get the vision of him burning on his pyre out of her head. She truly understood now what it was a frère could do and it was awesome since she had forged the bond with Kameron and Gwydion. She truly did not mind giving him a child. In fact it was pleasure for her to do so and his looks of love were numerous. He was smart, quick, and ungodly powerful. It was good he was on her side and it made her happy to have him away from Ayille and her version of love.

She was deep in thought as she sought her dragon mate and his look of passion was good. His need and love were better. She was glad she came and she shoved away her guilt of Ryo.
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The pain was almost unendurable as she crawled forward. Ayana was surprised and shocked that ningen had done this to her. Her leg was ruined as she pulled herself over to her eldest son.

“Jouichi?” Ayana cried softly in his ear.

“Mother?” he asked breathing hard.

“You live. That is what matters. I am not long for the living my son. You must take up the mantle.” She said as she pressed her bloodied hand to him.

“Mother no! Mother please!” Jouichi cried out as she began rasping.

“You must not let the mortals overrun us Gaku Jouichi. They are afraid of what they do not understand. I am nothing but a monster to them and not a ruler. Please make sure I am interred in Korea please?” Ayana asked feeling as though sleep were taking her.

“Mother! Mother!” Jouichi screamed in agony.

“Nagaharu, I join you now.” She whispered.

Ayana laid her head on the ground and felt at peace. She knew it would be fine as Jouichi was a good son and would rule her people well. Ayana the Great closed her eyes and felt complete peace and no pain. The heir and new lord to the Combined Kingdom began to scream and wail. He held her expired form and kept screaming “no” over and over. The onna who gave him life had given him her empire in her death and he did not think he could do it without her.

Asuna woke up in a start and she was sweating badly. She was reliving her last moments as the former kumo queen and Ryukotsusei opened his eyes.

“What is wrong?” he asked taking her hand.

“Remembering another life. It is no matter. It happens time to time.” Asuna said wiping her brow.

“Can you sleep?” The dragon lord asked massaging her thigh.

“Hai.” She said lying down and resting her head on his chest.

His hand went through her hair as she began to fall asleep and he knew within a short time she was caught in another dream. His mate’s cries were not of pain but something else. He was aroused as hell but he listened.

Ayana was underneath him and his body moved against hers. She was breathing harder and harder as the beautiful creature took her. She lifted her hips and she moaned as he hit her perfectly.

“Oh Kami! Hai! Oh Kami hai!” She screamed out.

She heard him grunt and moan as her body gripped him and tightened around him. The body of the strange youkai was glistening and made her moan more. She heard pounding on her door and she was furious.

“It had better be an emergency!” She snarled out loud.

“Mother! Mother! It is me, Jouichi.” He yelled through the door.

“Go away!” Ayana yelled.

“I will not!” Her heir said in anger.

“Does your child do this often?” The voice chuckled.

“Hai! Damn boy.” She said making herself move and she threw on a yukata.

She slipped out her shoji and Jouichi was furious. His black eyes held anger and she stared at him as if he had lost his damn mind.

“Who? You fuck who?” Her eldest son snarled.

“Jouichi what has come over you?” Ayana demanded in fury and rage.

“You are my mother and my queen. Who is this beast from the mainland?” The young man said crossly.

“That is my business. If I wish to fuck him into a coma then I shall do that too! You are my son and not my master! Remember yourself.” She snarled.

He slapped his own mother and he stormed off. She stood there with a heaving chest and the strange man who had shown up on her doorstep was different. She was blushing madly and it was not like to take someone to her bed that fast. The man opened her shoji and he bowed.

“I must go my queen but rest assured I shall see you again.” The black haired man kissed her hand.

“Why did you come here?” Ayana asked still stunned at herself.

“Because I had to. I will always watch over you.” He said kissing her hand and then her wrist.

“Good Aahmes.” She said blushing.

He smiled softly and he ported away. She blushed madly and it had been amazing. He had looked at her a certain way and then the next thing she knew she was knocking things over in her haste to undress him.

Asuna sat up and she was shaking at the memory. She crawled out of the futon and she was trembling terribly. It was Kameron and he had sworn he knew all about her. She ported to the hut and he was leaning against the wall watching over the sleeping Isao.

“You knew me when I was Ayana.” She accused.

“I will not deny it. I knew your soul.” He shrugged.

“Kameron did you seek me out then for what??”” Asuna asked in horror.

“Because I had found out that Ayille was onto that life. I inserted myself to try and protect you. The uprising; I arrived too late. The humans had been attacked by Ramanga. They were in fear and they attacked the nearest daemons which was you and your home.” He said looking down.

“Oh my Kami. You were trying to save me?” Asuna asked shocked.

“Yes. I failed though. It was terrible in the carnage. I wept from afar as Lord Jouichi lost his mind.” He sighed.

Asuna walked up to him and she began to ravish his lips. Kameron kissed her back and their hands tangled in their perspective hair as she kissed him utterly mad. She breathed hard and pressed her forehead to his.

“Never leave me. Never leave me ever.” She said emotionally.

“I swear.” Kameron said just as emotional.

“Oh my heavens. You beautiful man. You beautiful man.” She said kissing him again.

He picked her up and he made it outside. Kameron opened her yukata and spread it wide. His lips grazed her throat and his hands slowly went up her torso. She gasped and moaned out as he slowly began to consume his queen.

“Mine. Oh Kami you are mine! I will fucking destroy her for what she did to you.” Asuna yelped out as he slowly entered her.

“I was unworthy before. I only wish to be worthy.” Kameron gasped as they made love.

“Kameron!” She whined out as he began a harsher pace.

Her voice was filled with such passion and she yanked him to her and sank her fangs over and over. She was in a lust filled trance as she made him release three times sequentially and he feel against her in utter exhaustion. He was trying to breathe and she was madly kissing his face and throat.

“Tell me Kameron.” She whispered.

“Yours. I am yours.” He mumbled sleepily.

“Only mine.” She said clutching him.

She held him to her tightly and they had no clue that Ryo saw the whole thing. He was shocked and so unbelievably turned on. He slipped away into the dark and left the two youkai to sleep off the exercise in love.
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The fucking whore was gone and the man known as Jouichi was being guarded heavily. It was Chrestian himself and she was filled with hate at being checked. She swore revenge and she was waiting and praying for an opening. Ayille decided the way to do so was to restore Bilae fully. She ported back to her cavern hideout and he was laid out snoring.

“Get up! Take us to that plane this body inhabits.” She said crossing her arms.

“Really? You are willing to get off your lovely ass and assist me?” Raganos smirked.

“Shut up Bilae! I am willing so take us.” Ayille snapped.

He stood up and tucked himself back in. The body of a beautiful youkai man was damn near dead near the stone bed and she looked at the beast objectively.

“Did you drain him?” She inquired.

“Not totally. I did fuck him senseless and rip him open. He begged and it was so good.” He smirked cruelly.

“You and your need to dominate.” She snorted.

The body of the young youkai was very young and she smirked as she saw his sweet face.

“Where did you find him?” Ayille marveled.

“At a private school for daemons. He was good. What do you intend?” He asked bored.

“Young. He is young and teachable. Perfect Bilae.” She purred.

Ayille bit the young daemon and the boy cried out utterly weakly. When his heart was fixing to stop; she let him drop and she bit her wrist. She let the blow flow heavily and he was laying there with eyes open and he looked dead. Every so often his throat would swallow and she fed him until his head fell to the side.

“He will need his rebirth sleep. How old do you think he is?” She asked in awe.

“Young. Not even twenty. He was a virgin.” He smirked cruelly.

“Come let us go. I have a mind to see you fully restored.” She said growling.

The young daemon with silver hair like her enemy just lay there and he whispered a heart breaking word; the boy cried out for his mother.
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Ayille battled hollows and it was exhilarating to her as she shoved claw and trident into their bodies. She watched many turn to dust and her grin was wide. She soon came upon stronger hollows called Espada and one with green eyes caught her attention. She smiled widely and she neared him as she smirked.

“I sense something odd about you.” She grinned.

“Trash!” Ulquiorra snarled.

Ayille was curious and she held out her hand and she twisted fingers. His blood suddenly burned him from the inside out and the white faced Espada gasped very low. She smiled widely and she walked right by him. She grasped the back of his neck and she smiled widely.

“Who were you? You died obviously.” She purred.

“Not your business you foul mouthed cunt!” He said barely above a whisper.

“Well feel this!” She hissed as she sank her fangs into the back of his neck.

The Fourth Espada fell and twisted on the floor and he was in agony. She walked on and she easily decimated several more hollows. She walked into a white palace and she smirked. There was a really beautiful mortal spirit and she moved fast.

“Get away from me.” He said calmly.

“Well I have heard you hate Teru. Very good and it will save your life but I have news for you and it will not be you who rules the heavens.” She said smiling very widely.

“Oh? Are you so certain?” He asked arrogantly; too arrogantly.

“I am quite certain she is correct shinigami. Do you remember me?” Raganos said standing behind Aizen.

“I see. Well what it is you all are after?” Aizen asked too calmly.

Ayille shoved her hand into his chest and she forcefully ripped the object from him. He grunted and Raganos smirked softly.

“Thank you my dear. I have been waiting forever.” He said smiling widely.

The Shouten said some incantation and the darkness left the cube like object. Ayille shoved it back into the shinigami and he did not drop but only grunted softly.

“Thanks. See you around sweet boy.” She sneered.

Raganos took her hand and he phased them into Soul Society of all places.

“You have returned!” She whispered grinning widely.

“Yes. Now Ayille. Kill.” Bilae said crossing his arms.

His eyes were now multi-colored and Ayille smiled at the Rukongai. His brother Teru was going to shit himself totally. He watched as Ayille began to rein destruction in the outlying districts of the Rukongai.
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Asuna returned with Isao, who was very subdued, but awake. He stared at the wall of her Western home and she looked upset. She picked up the phone and called Masanori and he answered.

“Where are you?” She asked softly.

“Where are you?” Masanori asked in a shaking voice.

“Masanori what is wrong? Why do you sound like that?” Asuna asked panicking.

“Dearest port over to Korea. Leave whatever and come now.” The ookami kumo said flatly.

Asuna looked at Kameron and he nodded for her to go. She ported over to Naraku’s home and her hanyou looked devastated and Nori would not stop crying. She knelt near him and he stared at her face.

“What?” She begged her adolescent son.

“We were at school…” He started to say.

“Hai?” She asked shaking.

“At school Haha. At school.” Nori said falling apart.

She stared at Naraku whose face was ghostly white and she looked up to see Yuudai. She began screaming shortly thereafter.




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