InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Batsu ❯ Chapter One - The Set-up ( Chapter 1 )

“Kagura . . . I have a mission for you,” the crimson-eyed man purred. The newly created wind sorceress lifted her scarlet eyes, curiosity filling them.

 

“What is it, my master?” she replied, bowing before him.

 

Naraku smiled at the complete trust and obedience he saw in her. The powers he had given her - powers over the wind and the dead - were going to come into play soon. Very soon. A certain hanyou had come across a wolf who had sacred jewels shards. They'd had a confrontation, a confrontation that had given him an idea.

 

“Here's what I want you to do . . .”

 

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Kouga ran as fast he could. It had been only a few days since members of his tribe had left with their northern cousins to attack a castle that, at the time, reportedly had fragments of the sacred jewel. He hadn't truly believed it nor had he cared . . . until one of his tribesmen had shown up, nearly sliced in half, and said their people were being slaughtered. The tribesman had even given him a name. The name of Inuyasha. He kicked up a little more dust as he continued on his way as a feeling of dread settled in his stomach. Somehow, he didn't think he'd make it there in time to save his tribesmen. If so, he'd hunt Inuyasha down. What he would do to the half-breed mutt, he didn't know.

 

`Inuyasha,' he growled softly to himself. `If I find you, I'm going to make you pay for this. I swear it.'

 

He put on a little more speed, drawing some of it from the two jewel fragments, only slowing down when he came across the scent of death and recently spilt blood. Wolf blood. And something more. The scent of a very familiar hanyou. He took another sniff and sighed in relief.

 

`At least Kagome isn't with him,' he thought gratefully. `I'd hate to have her see what her precious mutt has done.'

 

The surrounding wall of the castle came into view and Kouga jumped over it. He knew that the worst had happened. He knew that his fellow tribesmen were dead. He knew that Inuyasha had been there. But he hadn't been prepared to see Inuyasha standing in the middle of it, the blood of his comrades covering the hanyou from head to foot, and looking around, as if admiring his handiwork.

 

His already boiling rage finally bubbled over then exploded. Red filled his vision as did a thirst for blood. Inuyasha's blood. Letting out a growl, Kouga caught the hanyou's attention as he lunged forward in an attack.

 

“Kouga?!”

 

“You bastard!” he hissed, slashing his claws at the startled hanyou. He just barely missed Inuyasha's face. “You murdering bastard! It isn't enough that you stole one of my sacred jewels shards but to murder my comrades in cold blood?!”

 

“I didn't even touch them!” Inuyasha growled back as his eyes narrowed, remaining on the defensive. “They were dead when I got here, Kouga.”

 

“Yeah, right!” Kouga snarled, continuing to slash at the silver-haired youkai. “If they were dead then how come you're covered in their blood, you fucking coward?!”

 

“That's why I'm trying to tell you!” Inuyasha spat. “This is a set up by a demon called Naraku! He set a trap . . .”

 

“Shut up!” the wolf howled, finally making contact with the half-demon. Every word that Inuyasha had uttered only served to fuel his rage. Inuyasha staggered back, holding a hand to his chest as it gushed out blood. “I'm not going to stand here and listen to your lies! You're a thief and a murderer, and I'm going to make you pay for what you've done! Prepare to die!”

 

Not giving the now-injured hanyou another chance to speak, Kouga balled up his hand and swung it hard towards Inuyasha's head. The dog barely had any time to dodge as he continued his onslaught, hell-bent on killing Inuyasha as slowly and painfully as possible. He slashed and Inuyasha dodged. It became a very lethal game of cat and mouse, and Kouga just wanted the half-demon dead. But, as the fight was drawn out and Kouga made more and more contact with Inuyasha's skin, a thought came to the wolf. An idea for a punishment much worse than death. A little voice in the back of his mind told him that it was wrong, that he shouldn't punish the hanyou in such a cruel way. He was the alpha male of the wolf tribe. He had a responsibility to take Inuyasha back to the den so the entire tribe could mete out a suitable punishment, but the blood had gone to his head. Kouga ruthlessly shoved the voice to the side, however, the blood having gone to his head. With each attack, he tried to corner the half-demon. Slash, hit, and kick. That was his plan of attack.

 

The hanyou managed to evade him once more, heading for one of the buildings. Calling on the power of his two sacred jewel shards, Kouga put on a burst of speed to cut off Inuyasha's escape. Before the hanyou could retaliate back and escape once more, Kouga punched him in the stomach and knocked him to the ground, pouncing on the fallen male.

 

“I,” he breathed into one furry ear and doing his best to keep a hold on the struggling hanyou. He dug claws into flesh as he did so, “am going to make sure you feel pain, Inuyasha. I mean, really feel pain. And it won't be like anything you've ever experienced before. You are going to bleed for the crime you've committed against my tribe.”

 

Taking both of Inuyasha's wrists in his hands and ignoring the hanyou's attempts to escape, Kouga squeezed tightly until he heard bones snapping and Inuyasha crying out in pain, his burning rage giving him an added strength. He then repeated the same action with the half-demon's hands, effectively crippling Inuyasha. There'd be no way he could ever fully recover from such injuries. If his next actions didn't kill the hanyou, then those injuries would ensure a quick death afterwards. The silver-haired male bucked underneath, trying to shake him off. Kouga released one hand only to strike Inuyasha across the face.

 

“You filthy half-breed,” he hissed, driving his knees into Inuyasha's sides. “You don't even deserve to live! Your father should have drowned you at birth! You are so fucking worthless it's pathetic!”

 

A growl was the only reply he received. Kouga smirked some. Apparently, he hit a nerve.

 

“Yes, Inuyasha,” he continued. “So pathetic. Makes me wonder what Kagome truly sees in you. She'd probably be disappointed to know that you killed so many of my brethren in cold blood. I'd love to see your face as she uses that little charm on you . . .”

 

“You bastard, Kouga! I didn't kill your friends! I swear it!”

 

Kouga hit him again, this time using his fist.

 

“You're going to learn your place, Inuyasha. One way or another, you're going to.”

 

Then Kouga placed his hands on Inuyasha's face and ran his claws from the hanyou's temples to his jawline, causing the male to whimper and growl in pain. One wrist swung towards him, but Kouga caught it then gave it a twist. Inuyasha fought back a howl, cradling the injured limb close the instant Kouga released it.

 

“Bastard!”

 

“That's my line, mutt-face,” Kouga stated, backhanding Inuyasha once more before punching the hanyou repeated in the chest and across his face. Bones snapped and cracked, skin tore, and blood splattered onto the ground. Silver soon turned pink as Inuyasha's blood started to flow freely from him. As he continued to pummel the half-demon into the ground, the scent of Inuyasha's blood greeted his nostrils, and it began to intoxicate him to the point where he felt his groin tighten. Kouga stopped then looked at his blood-coated hands, licking some of it off. He knew what he needed to do next, to complete the hanyou's shame. Placing his hands on Inuyasha's waist, Kouga slowly proceeded to shred the red hakama.

 

“Wha . . . what are you doing?” came the weak moan. It was obvious Inuyasha didn't have much left in him.

 

“What do you think I'm doing?” Kouga growled, as he adjusted them both. Thanks to Inuyasha's blood, he felt more than ready to rip the hanyou apart from the inside out. “I'm putting you in your place, half-breed. I'm punishing you for the crime you committed against my tribe . . . I'm going to put the worst shame I can possibly think of on you.”

 

The tip of his member poked at the hanyou's tight entrance. A surge of panic washed over Inuyasha and he struggled, albeit weakly, to get away. Kouga relished the sweet scent of fear that now came from the half-demon. It served to further arouse him.

“N-no . . . not this . . . please, not this . . .”

 

“Shut up!”

 

His hand connected with an already bruised and bleeding cheek. Without another word, he then grabbed Inuyasha's knees, spread them as far as they would, and jerked him closer. Inuyasha trembled even more, but, before he could attempt another escape, Kouga rammed his hardened member deep inside the hanyou, and he cried out. Without giving Inuyasha time to adjust, Kouga began to rock himself against the trembling boy.

 

“Please . . . stop . . . I didn't kill them, Kouga. I swear. Please stop . . .”

 

“You're a murderer,” Kouga hissed.

 

“No . . .”

 

“You're a worthless half-breed mutt,” he continued. “You're good for one thing and one thing only. No one likes you. No one wants you. All half-demons are the most foul and disgusting creatures that have ever roamed. I bet you even disgusted your own mother.”

 

“Stop it, please stop! I didn't kill them! I didn't!”

 

Kouga dug his claws into Inuyasha's hips as he drove himself deeper and deeper into the slender body. He ignored the cries for help, the pleas for him to stop. All that mattered was extracting revenge for his fallen brothers. All that mattered was that Inuyasha know pain. Finally, Kouga couldn't take anymore. His eyes rolled back into his head as he erupted deeply within the hanyou, thrusting until he felt certain that he had emptied himself out completely. Slowly, he started to withdraw. Then his groin stirred once more, the rush of the battle still surging through his veins. Without any warning, he slammed himself back into the hanyou's lithe body, continuing his assault until he finally felt Inuyasha had been punished enough and exhausted to the point where he needed sleep. He got to his feet, scowling at the one who lay on the ground in front of him.

 

Inuyasha's entire body trembled, his eyes were wide, and he hiccuped a few times before finally breaking down and crying. He curled in on himself and buried his face. Kouga leaned over the hanyou, his voice laced with hatred and venom.

 

“This,” he breathed, “is what you get for killing my kin. From this day forth, you shall bear the scars of this battle. You will live with this shame and you will die with it. All pride, honor, and dignity are forfeit to you.”

 

“But I didn't kill them,” came the broken whisper. “I swear to you that I didn't . . .”

 

“You liar!” Kouga growled as he grabbed Inuyasha by the hair and forced him to look at him. “You killed them! You know you did! You deserved what you got!”

 

“No,” Inuyasha moaned, more tears rolling down his cheeks. Kouga started to say more then he stopped, gazing at the tears that fell from the hanyou's eyes. They weren't clear. They were blood. Dread filled him and his body went numb. Inuyasha . . . had been telling the truth?

 

“Tears of blood . . . But how . . .”

 

“He tried to tell you,” a feminine voice stated. “He tried to tell you that it was a set up, that you both had fallen into a trap. But, like the stubborn and proud fool that you are, you didn't listen. You dealt out a harsh punishment. Very harsh indeed.”

 

Kouga's head shot up, his fangs bared as a new and unfamiliar scent approached them. It was then that he noticed the scent was all of the area . . . and on his wolves. A woman in a brightly coloured kimono and carrying a fan slowly stepped towards them.

 

“Who the hell are you?” he snarled.

 

“My name is Kagura, the Wind Sorceress.” She then smirked at him. “Poor little Inuyasha,” she mocked. “All this time you were punishing him and he didn't even commit the crime. What a terrible shame. Your men must be rolling over in the graves by now, knowing you've tarnished an innocent soul. Such an easy thing, to manipulate the dead. So easy a set up, too, framing a half-demon for the crime.”

 

“What? What are you saying?” Kouga felt the blood rushing out of him as she spoke. He knew what she was saying, he just didn't want it to be true. He had punished an innocent soul?

 

“I killed your men. By orders of my master, Naraku. His way of sending his regards . . .”

 

“His . . . regards?”

 

“Oh, yes.” Her grin grew a little more smug. “His regards. He wanted to see what would you do to Inuyasha if he appeared to be the killer of your tribesmen . . . you didn't disappoint him.”

 

“You . . . used me?”

 

“Hai,” came the pleased answer. “Inuyasha's been a thorn in my master's side for some time now. It was the only way he could think of to bring the hanyou down . . . and to retrieve the two jewel shards you have in your legs.”

 

“How . . . their blood . . .”

 

“Is all over them? I know,” she pouted mockingly. “Such a deceiving little trick, too . . . So easy to pull off . . . especially when the soul has left the body . . . An easy manipulation to do, to be sure.”

 

“You bitch!” Kouga snarled, lunging at the demoness. Rage had replaced the dread and the numbness, her blase attitude having grated on his nerves for far too long. He extended his claws, ready to strike. Kagura merely smiled infuriatingly and leapt gracefully into the air, landing on the roof of one of the buildings.

 

“I don't think so,” she purred. “You have a bigger problem to deal with now. So I'll see you around, wolf-boy!”

 

Before he could get up to attack her again, the strange woman had taken a feather from out of her hair and tossed it towards the air. In a gust of wind, she was gone, leaving Kouga alone with the fallen half-demon.

 

Kouga turned to gaze at the trembling form laying in a pool of crimson. Every injury he had given the hanyou was grievous, something to ensure death in a combat situation. His rage vanished, leaving him cold and empty on the inside. He cautiously approached the broken-spirited boy. Other than the faint intakes for air and the trembling, Kouga would have sworn he'd killed the hanyou.

 

`Kami, what have I done?'