InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ On The Night Of A Blood Red Moon ❯ Chapter 4

Title: On The Night Of A Blood Red Moon

Author: Ryukotsusei and Cyntinell

Disclaimer: We do not own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho. We do however own the plot. Steal it and you shall face our wrath.

 

Warnings: This is a dark fic. It does have graphically detailed rape in it, as well as lemons in future chapters. It's likely to have major character deaths as well. Reviews are always appreciated, flames not tolerated. You are forewarned.

 

 

 

Chapter Four

 

 

 

 

Ryuji walked down the halls and stopped before Masakazu's private chambers, knocking once on the door before stepping inside the room. He smiled when he saw the expression on Hiei's face, he knew it would not be long before he snapped again and once more he would be in charge of his punishment. “She is awake. Do you wish me to bring her to you?”

 

 

"Bathe the Miko and bring her to me. If you touch her inappropriately I will be greatly displeased." No sound signaled Ryuji's departure from the room to prepare the girl. Masakazu waited anxiously for his return with his treasure. Very soon he would take great pleasure in defiling her. Perhaps he would allow his “pet” to sample her, if he remained properly obedient. It was after all because of him that he had such a Jewel in his possession.

 

 

Time passed and soon enough Ryuji returned with Kagome. Hiei took the opportunity to get his first real look at the girl. He had not been in any position to do so earlier. She walked quietly into the room but he could feel the anger and fear rolling off of her. He again wondered what had possessed her to try to help him. No other had ever done so before since he had come to live in this group. Even the bastard rulers of the Reikai did not give a shit about what was happening if they knew. Perhaps now that a Miko was captured they would come to investigate. Somehow though he doubted it.

 

Masakazu hungrily took in her form. She was clad only in a towel. Ryuji had not given her a chance to redress. That was fine with him; she would have been unclothed soon afterwards anyway. He looked down at Hiei who was scrutinizing the girl carefully but trying not to be obvious about it. He was not surprised; after all he was just coming into sexual maturity having gone through his first heat cycle earlier that year. How much fun he had with him then, denying the boy release as he took him over and over again. His whimpers of pain had been exquisite. During that time he couldn't get enough of the young Apparition, knowing the boy loathed himself for his body's betrayal. It had hungered for his touch even though hatred still burned in his eyes.

 

 

Hiei had to admit that she was beautiful. She had eyes that sparkled like diamonds and pale skin that looked incredibly soft. He felt pity for the girl; she had to have some idea of what was coming. He had gone through it often enough with his “Master” and he was anything but gentle. She was the first human that he had ever come in contact with and he was greatly surprised. All he had ever heard about their race was that they were greedy, selfish beings that only helped others if they benefited from it. He could feel the power flowing off of her unconsciously, it was unlike anything he had encountered before. She would bear watching; perhaps she could help him if she survived this.

 

 

Masakazu circled the girl who stood before him; smirking at the defiance he saw raging in her eyes. She was beautiful and would suit his needs perfectly. He took the bracelets from the desk and placed them around her wrists, making sure that her powers were properly bound before they began. She looked at him with a confused expression as he did this; obviously she hadn't been expecting him to gift her with Jewelry. If only she knew what they did though. Well, she would find out soon enough he got the feeling. He was going to enjoy this immensely. "I make this offer to you only once. Submit to me willingly and I shall treat you as my queen. Deny me and become nothing more than a simple whore under my control. The choice is yours, decide now."

Masakazu slowly approached her once more. Gently he raised his hand to touch her cheek, wanting to feel the smoothness of her skin. He had seen the way she had paled when he gave her the only choices she had open to her. He knew what her answer would be, even before he had said a word. Involuntarily she turned away and flinched, unable to tolerate his touch. A smile etched on his lips for it would seem that he had his answer. For a fleeting moment he was sorry for her decision, he wondered what she would have been like as a completely willing lover. But her choice had been made and now he was going to dominate her in every way and she would learn her place in his group. It had been a long time since a woman had graced his chambers; few had the allure to draw him in and keep his attention and those that did quickly found that attracting him was a bad thing.

 

 

"Your actions have made the decision for you, a pity. I had thought you would be smarter than this but apparently I was mistaken." Before she had a chance to react he had lashed out, backhanding her. She grit her teeth, refusing to cry out with the stinging sensation in her cheek. She didn't need to bring her hand to it to know that her right eye was already beginning to swell. She looked back up at him, her rage growing, it was like a dam inside her broke and she knew what to do. `Fucking bastard, I'll purify you to hell. Just touch me once more.' She gathered her power, waiting for the proper moment to release it. She glared at him, he would not be the one to break her. She had survived Naraku, she would survive this bastard as well.

 

 

Hiei was impressed; the girl had guts continuing to stand up to Masakazu. He wondered how long she would last against him though. He felt her raising her energy, surprised at how much was in her. `Pity she won't be able to use it. That would solve all of our problems.'

 

 

"What is your name wench?" Masakazu's question was met with silence as she met his gaze with determination. She would not give this bastard what he wanted. The crow demon smiled, enjoying this already. She had fire and he would enjoy breaking her. She would learn to regret her actions. "I suppose it is of no matter. I will give you a name that fits you."

 

 

His placed a hand around her throat feeling the pulse beating rapidly beneath his fingertips. He tightened it ever so slightly, holding her in place as his other hand removed the towel from around her body, dropping it to the floor. Automatically she brought both hands up grabbing onto his arm and let go of the energy she had gathered. Only to have it absorbed into the bracelets that had begun to glow a bright pink.“Problems Kitten? You really do not think I would have allowed you to purify me now do you?” He stared hard into her eyes, wanting to see every emotion that passed through them as his hand quickly went between her legs.

 

 

"You will learn your place my lovely one. I can smell your innocence you know, it calls to me. You had your chance to be my queen but spurned it and now you will be nothing more than my whore. Remember what happens to those who make such foolish decisions." Roughly he thrust three fingers deeply into her inner sanctum. She tried to bite back the scream but failed. It echoed through the room as his claws tore her virgin flesh. Removing his hand the smell of blood was in the air. Slowly he brought them to his lips, running his tongue slowly over them. “I love the taste of innocence, it invigorates me.”

 

 

She fought back the tears that threatened to spill over as she glared hatefully at him. Her powers continually surged forth but were repressed by the bracelets that glowed around her wrists. “Fuck you asshole. I'll never submit to you!” Her mouth had a mind of it's own, she knew as soon as the words left her mouth that he was enjoying baiting her. It would only give him an excuse to hurt her further but she couldn't bring herself to become the docile slave that would invariably spare her some of what was to come. Even if the situation seemed futile she refused to give in.

 

 

“Oh please by all means keep resisting! It will only prolong our little game much to my enjoyment." Masakazu walked over to Hiei who was still on his knees and placed his blood-covered fingers to his mouth. " Little Shadow would you like a taste? Do you want to finally become a man on this eve?"

 

 

Kagome turned tear filled eyes in his direction, finally noticing that he was in the room. Would he take Masakazu up on his offer? She didn't think he would based on the look he was giving. The thought comforted her, if only a little. She knew she was in deep trouble and there was no one to save her this time. `They are going to rape me and I can't stop them. Someone please… help me!'

 

Hiei refused to take part in this, he knew what was in store for the girl and would not add to it no matter how beautiful he thought she was standing before them naked. His lack of response was met with a swift kick to the ribs. Hiei dropped to the ground clutching his ribs, which had broken under the force of the impact. Masakazu knelt down next to him and wiped the blood that was left on his fingers down the boy's cheek and across his lips. "Always the bitch, never the man. Ryuji get this little fuck out of my sight before I decide to take him as well as the girl."

 

 

Masakazu returned his attention on his new play toy as Hiei was being carried out, a little chuckle escaped from his lips. His calloused hands cupped her breasts. He pinched each nipple hard, wanting to hear her cry out. She spit in his face, saliva and blood from her lip landing on his cheek and dripped down before he wiped it away with a smile. She would pay for that he thought as he placed a hand between her legs once more. He grabbed her by the throat again and dragged her over to the bed, pinning her down.

 

 

He began to rub her clit in the hopes it would become slightly aroused for what he was planning next. It stiffened slightly between his fingers. He was going to mark her as his slave, no one else in the group would touch her once she bore the mark of being his personal whore without his permission. He removed a small hoop earring from his ear. Her eyes widened as he reached down between her legs.

 

 

“Please don't do this!” Kagome struggled against the hold he had on her. She might not have a choice in what happened to her but she'd be damned if she would give into him without a fight.

 

 

He smiled almost lovingly at her in response and inserted it through her clit. The scream in the room sounded like music to him. He hoped to hear much more of that sound before the night was over. "You are now mine. I planned on making love to you gently but whores have no rights.” He turned to Ryuji who had returned from his appointed task and was watching with interest. “Take her back to the cage so she can think on what will be her life will be from this day forward but do not touch her she is mine. We shall continue this later." He knew the pain she was in, he was looking forward to bringing her more. But the fear she would work up while anticipating what was to come would only sweeten it. He could wait for a while.

 

 

As Kagome was being escorted from his private chambers the Seer was approaching. The look of shock on her face made him wonder. She should not have been so surprised, after all he had marked her much the same way. At that particular moment he didn't give a rat's ass what anyone thought. She had denied him with her words and actions, she would live with the consequences. "I have no time for this. Right now I have other issues to deal with."

 

 

"You have made a crucial decision rashly Masakazu and the payment required might be your head. I wish I could tell you more but only this has been shown to me. The fog clouding the outcome of your quest has lifted ever so slightly. This girl was seen once again in your future. Not in this time and realm but another. Then the fog descended once more. Be very careful on how you handle this. Also the boy seems to be closely tied into the prophecies."

 

 

"Shadow? He presence makes little difference to me right now. Besides I do not see him living for too much longer." The Crow looked at her in irritation. He wondered if she went out of her way to be as vague as possible. Somehow it wouldn't have surprised him.

 

 

The Seer only nodded and walked from the chambers. Once out of the room she allowed a slight smile to grace her features. The two halves of the prophecy had now met and it was only a matter of time before they journeyed down the path that would set them all free. Masakazu's time was running out.

 

 

Masakazu contemplated what exactly he wanted to do to the young woman that was now in his possession. He wanted her first time to be particularly disgracing. After all she was a Priestess, a young woman with high morals. A cruel smile formed as he walked down the halls to find Ryuji and the others. They were going to play a part in this as well, how far they would go remained to be seen though.

 

 

He found them easily enough in Haru's chambers lounging around. Their current topic of discussion was of course the young Miko. He listened from the doorway as they carried on. Only Ryuji knew that he was there. He had to admit that they were creative in there ideas, perhaps he would even allow them to try a few of them out, if he did not use them himself. Some of them were after all particularly appealing. “So this is what you do with your free time. I had always wondered what happened in here when the four of you disappear.”

 

 

Ryuji smirked; plenty of things went on behind this door aside from talk. He really should question his pet Shadow better; he knew that the boy could tell quite a few wonderful stories. “So good of you to join us Masakazu. What brings you here?”

 

 

Masakazu's eyes narrowed momentarily at being questioned before he brushed it off. Ryuji was as ruthless and ambitious as he was but would not challenge him in such a way. His loyalty and intelligence were what had ultimately advanced him up through the ranks over the years. Haru, Kisho and Kanaye looked uneasily between the two of them for a few moments relaxing only when Masakazu smiled.

 

 

“I'm on my way to become acquainted with my new kitten. You four may join me if you wish. Ryuji bring Shadow to the cage.” With that he turned and left the room knowing his orders would be followed.

 

 

Ryuji stood and walked out the door. He wondered what had prompted the request. It was well known that Masakazu had long tired of the boy, he would have thought that now with the Miko he would have disposed of him or given his ownership over to one of the others. He wouldn't mind owning him even though he knew the hybrid hated him with a passion that burned with an intensity that only a Fire Apparition could attain.

 

 

Masakazu was a fool in his opinion. A brilliant fool but a fool nonetheless. He had watched as the Crow poured his attention into the Book of the Prophets. He had even helped him decipher a few of the passages on more than one occasion. But for all the knowledge he had gained he was blind to the truth that was in front of him. The two halves of the prophecy were in his grasp and he had no clue. Of course the Seer and himself had convinced him that he played more of a role than he actually did. One Born Of The Fire But Tempered By Ice. Masakazu had no idea that the child he had captured all those years ago was a Forbidden Child, born of the Koorime race sired by a Fire Apparition.

 

 

He never would have guessed it himself if he had not seen the tear gem that the boy had possessed. Of course, he quickly relieved him of that possession once he realized what it was. Shortly afterward the Seer had brought forth The Book of the Prophets and he had made the connection that Hiei could very well be one of the keys to the prophecies, not that he would ever alert his leader. He would remain loyal to him until it no longer benefited him. When that day came he would challenge the Crow and take over the position as the leader of this small group. He could bide his time.

 

 

In the meantime he knew they were all playing with fire when it came to Hiei. The appearance of the Miko had solidified his belief that Masakazu's rule would quickly come to a close. It was only a matter of time before it happened. Perhaps it was time to ease off on his treatment of the boy and gradually work him around to being an ally of sorts. If nothing else he could aid Hiei in his escape and in the process seal his own position as leader. It was a risky proposition but a necessary one if he were to escape the wrath of the Forbidden Child when the time came. However he would have to work carefully, for Masakazu continued to scrutinize his every move even after all this time.

 

 

Ryuji walked into the dark room without knocking. There was no point; the hybrid was in no position to answer the door if he had. His eyes adjusted quickly to the lack of light and he walked over to where Hiei was standing, staying just out of his reach. Violet eyes met crimson and there was silence for several long moments. It was broken when Hiei growled low in his chest. He had no desire to be subjected to the dragon youkai's presence. Metal chinked harshly, reverberating through the room as he moved his arms. The shackles had long ago sliced open the pale skin around his wrists, his arms covered in thin trails of dried blood.

 

 

His body burned as if it were on fire, his wounds from earlier had never been tended to. His arms being bound over his head only served to further aggravate the situation, making the skin pull in painful ways as his youkai healing abilities tried to kick in. `What the fuck is he waiting for? He had to have come here for a reason.'

 

 

Ryuji contemplated Hiei's position. There was nothing he could do about the summons he had been ordered to carry out. However there was something he could do for him that should not bring him too much trouble. He laid his hands flat against Hiei's chest ignoring the glare he was receiving.

 

 

Warmth flooded through his body as Ryuji healed him. He was surprised, the dragon had no reason to grant him this type of attention. Slowly his wounds closed, his cracked ribs healed. It was as if the beatings that had taken place that day had never existed with the exception of the mental scars. Hiei doubted that those would ever heal, they ran much too deeply.

 

 

Ryuji then released the chains that bound him and stepped back. He offered no explanation; he knew that no matter what he said he would not be believed and with good reason. Hiei would be an even bigger fool than Masakazu to trust him after only one small act such as healing. He had done such before but always on Masakazu's orders. “Follow me. Your Master desires your presence.”

 

 

Hiei said nothing; merely fell in step behind the Dragon. Plans formed in his head for the day that he would escape. Masakazu would die first; Ryuji would follow quickly behind him. He wanted their blood and he would have it, the Dragon was an idiot to ignore the danger that he represented to his very existence. They all had much to atone for and he would be the one exacting retribution. He noticed the direction that they were going and stopped in the hallway. He was intimately familiar with that particular room. That had been his place before she had came and they gave it to her. He didn't much care either way, no matter where he slept it was all the same. A prison with nothing more than a couple of blankets to soften the effects of the stone floor on his body. Cold was not a problem for him with his mixed blood, however he knew that the girl would suffer from the effects quickly.

 

 

He scoffed at the weakness of their race and wondered how it was they had grown to such numbers that the realms had needed to be split. Of course though he had nothing more than stories about them to go on aside from her. But she did not seem to fit into the normal stereotype that he had been told so much about. Perhaps she was different, she obviously had power and she had managed to stand up to Masakazu on their first encounter. However he knew that he had just begun and he seriously doubted she would last for long.

 

 

“Come boy or do you want another beating like today's?”Ryuji had watched at Hiei's thoughts had turned inward, certain that it was the girl on his mind.

 

 

“Leave me out of this Ryuji. I have no desire to watch him fuck her.” What he really wanted right now was sleep. His body still ached regardless of the healing he had received and the energy he had lost would need to be replaced. There was nothing he could do for himself nor her at the moment.

 

 

Ryuji closed the distance that separated them quickly. He was testing his patience by his outright refusal to go, especially since it was not an attendance optional event. Masakazu had ordered this and thus he would be obeyed, even if he had to drag him in there kicking and screaming. Yet, his wording and tone had intrigued him. A minute or twos delay could be overlooked.

 

 

“Why Hiei, if I did not know better I would say you have feelings of jealousy for your Master. Is that why you wish to stay here? Are you afraid of how you will feel watching him take another lover? Or is it feelings for the girl instead? She is very beautiful and for one reason or another she wanted to save you. Do you desire her and not want to see someone else touching her body? Or do you have feelings of guilt for her being here?” He knew that he had struck a nerve with his last question when he saw the rage flash across the Apparition's eyes.

 

 

“Piss off Ryuji, I sure as hell have no feelings for that sick bastard.” He wished nothing more than for the Crow to be dead. His hatred for Masakazu burned with an intensity that would have consumed any other.

 

 

“But you said nothing of the girl. Come, we have to go, you have no choice in the matter. ”Ryuji turned from him and resumed walking down the corridor. Hiei wished that he could tear the Dragon's throat out in that instant. He hit closer to the truth than he would like to admit. He had some feelings of guilt but had tried to push them aside. She had been careless in not watching all of her opponents and allowed herself to be distracted and captured. He was a factor for her imprisonment but she was at fault as well.

 

 

Ryuji came back and grasped his shirt pulling him along after him when he noticed that Hiei was not going to move. With the defiance he was showing the energy he had put into healing him would be soon wasted, Masakazu was certain to take offense and punish him severely. They reached the doorway and Ryuji pushed him through. The others were already there waiting on them to arrive. One slender brow was raised as Masakazu circled Hiei taking note of the fact that he was healed. He had not given any orders to heal the boy, he glared at Ryuji. “Explain now.”

 

 

Ryuji kept his face calm and allowed a malicious smirk to come forth as he looked from Masakazu to the boy. He already had an excuse planned in case this had come up. Hiei had already played right into it with the way that he was acting. "Seeing as you requested his presence I could only assume you had plans for him. He wouldn't have been much use to you with how torn up he was, I healed him so you could prolong your games as long as you wanted to.”

 

 

Masakazu nodded once, he did have plans for the boy later on but what they evolved into would depend on Hiei's attitude. He could already see he was in quite a temper and resented being there.

 

 

Kagome looked fearfully from one demon to the next. She would not be caught by surprise again, she needed to keep them away from her until she could find an opening and make a try for freedom. She knew her chances did not look well but she had to try, she couldn't just let them do what they were planning.

 

 

Hiei met and held her gaze for a moment, inwardly wincing as he took notice of how badly her face had swelled. `I wouldn't be surprised if he broke her cheek bone with that hit.' Her eye was completely swollen shut and a bruise covered that entire side of her face.

 

 

Kagome saw what she thought might have been a flicker of compassion flash in Shadow's eyes. She wondered if that was really his name or just a pet name that Masakazu had given him. Her attention was diverted from him once more as the Crow advanced on her. She pushed herself backwards quickly meeting the wall and was unable to retreat any further.

 

 

Maintaining her eye contact he slowly shrugged off the leather trench coat that he was wearing. He tossed it to Haru and turned back towards the girl who was trying her best not to tremble at the sight of him undressing. His shirt followed next but he left his leather pants and boots on much to her relief. However if she could have read his thoughts she would have panicked. `Blood doesn't show on leather my dear and I plan on covering myself in it before this night is out.'

 

 

A softly spoken word had the room flooded with a gentle light giving everyone an even better view of what was to happen. Kagome tried to cover her naked form with one of the blankets but Masakazu roughly yanked it away from her. She drew her knees up closer, trying to shield her body from their eyes. This only brought amused chuckles from various occupants in the room. He knelt before her and took her chin in his hand almost tenderly as he admired his work from earlier, tracing a finger down the swollen flesh. She winced much the same as she had the first time he had touched her face. He reached around and grabbed a handful of hair, hauling her roughly up to her feet.

 

 

“Please let me go! You don't have to do this.” She was down to begging, she knew it was useless though as she heard him laughing.

 

 

“You're quite right wench, I don't have to do this. But I want to and you will not deny me.” She had lost her chance earlier and now it was time for her to come to regret her decision. He had waited years for her arrival and now he was going to satisfy his every desire, every fantasy he had worked up for her in that time. One hand traveled down to the ring he had gifted her with earlier and tugged on it slightly. Her whimpers of pain pleased him but he wanted more of them. She glared hatefully at him and tried to move away. He only pulled her form closer to his own as he crushed his lips down upon hers, brutalizing her mouth.

 

 

She struggled against him futilely, her nails gouging into the skin on his chest as she tried to push him away. A feral growl erupted from his chest; her fear was arousing him to greater heights. However when she lashed out attempting to strike him in the face his temper snapped. He threw her roughly against the stonewall, searing pain burned through her shoulder as she impacted with the rough surface. Blood welled up immediately where the skin had peeled away. He grabbed her by the throat and slammed her up against the wall hard, letting her dangle in the air as he stared her down.“Now my precious little bitch, submit to me willingly and I will go easy on you. Perhaps I will even be convinced to allow you to enjoy what I intend to do with you. Displease me and I promise you there will be no end to your suffering.”

 

 

He dropped her to the ground. She crumpled to the ground, her legs unable to support her weight any longer. Her eyes quickly darted over to Hiei as if asking him to help her however he never saw the look. He had closed his eyes and turned his head, unable to watch what she was going through. The same thing that had happened to him on so many occasions and he was well aware that there was nothing that he could do.

 

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