InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Confrontation ❯ Planning for Retirement ( Chapter 27 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A/N: I do not own any of them with the exception of Jouyoku and Miebi Kokushi.

Chapter 27: Planning for Retirement

Sitting in the grass of the small clearing alone, her mind played the scene over and over in her head. Every frame that flashed before her eyes was different. First she would see his silver hair falling over his shoulders then it would appear to melt into magenta. This bothered her but what bothered her most was his eyes they weren't golden, they weren't the ones she had dreamed about for so many years…they were auburn. His claws, the color of his skin nothing made sense to her.

It felt like her heart and soul was being forced into her throat. Or was it the truth that perhaps it wasn't the great lord of all dogs that she had mated with.

Looking around the clearing she felt a shiver run down her spine as she weakly tried to pull herself into a standing position. Emotionally she was drained, but she needed to find out what happened that night. `Maybe if I find him again he'll tell me what happened. Maybe he won't push me away.' She thought to herself as she watched the Hanyou dash across the clearing with the Miko lying limp in his arms. He of course didn't even seem to notice she was standing there.

Walking in the direction he came running from she had know time to think or even consider what was wrong with the Miko or why the Hanyou appeared to be in the middle of transforming, she needed to get to Sesshomaru. She needed him to give her some answers, she need him to make her understand why he acted as if he knew nothing of what she spoke.

As she walked her mind told her that she had embarrassed herself enough, while her heart longed for him to show some sign that he wanted her in the same way she wanted him, but her body…it didn't feel the same although she was sure everything was where it was suppose to be. She noticed that recently every time she tried to remember or imagine herself in the Lords' arms she would feel a tingle or was it a tiny nibble just beneath her skin. This she didn't worry about, she told herself that perhaps it was her mind playing tricks on her.

Walking into the clearing she noticed the smoldering fragments of wood, and she could tell that someone had lost a large amount of blood, since it appeared to be coating a particular portion of the grass. Pushing the images and thoughts of this away she turned just in time to see the Lord and his ward walking away.

Watching the two for a moment she saw the girl smile up at Sesshomaru then takes a hold of his hand. But what shocked her was the small smile that Sesshomaru gave the girl when she wasn't looking. `His smile,' She thought to herself as her heart seemed to stop beating for a fraction of minute. The realization of it came swift and hard banging at her door like the wind whipping abrasively through the branches of an ancient tree. `He smiled at me that night…the night he took…' Shaking her head she tried to dismiss the thought but it was undeniable, the truth was there right in front of her, as it always had been.

“Sesshomaru!” She screamed as the images of their night together became clear in her mind. Why she screamed his name she really didn't know, but what was done, was done. “It wasn't him.” She mumbled as she saw the youkai with the Magenta hair, chiseled chest, beautiful smile and piercing auburn eyes kneeling at her bedside. She heard him telling her, `I am your fantasy here for your pleasure and only yours. You will let me do as I choose, is that clear?' She heard those words over and over in her head and she shuddered, as she felt the nerves all over her body awaken in a flurry of violent shocks and tingles.

Sticking her arms out in front of her she took turns hastily pulling the sleeves of her Kimono up looking for whatever it was that was causing her this pain. Finding nothing she reached down and lifted up the bottom of both her inner and outer Kimono and checked her upper thighs and lower legs for the culprit biting her, but still she found nothing.

`What's happening to me?' She thought frantically as she started viciously scratching at her skin. Starting at her face she raked and clawed at every inch of skin she could reach with her bare hands.

“Kagura” Sesshomaru stated as he watched her tear at the skin covering her body. Looking down at Rin he advised her to stay put as he walked slowly towards the woman a few feet away.

`What is she doing here?' Rin asked herself with an out of place frown gracing her angelic features. She wanted to be understanding and allow her Lord to handle this by himself, but even for her as quiet and as meek as she was this woman and her persistence was wearing very thin on her nerves. Standing there she gritted her teeth and balled her tiny hands into tight fist as she tried to obey the orders given to her by her lord.

Looking up Kagura watched Sesshomaru approach her at a slow almost cautious pace. The closer he came to her the worst the feeling became. The more she scratched at her skin the faster her heart raced within her chest. `Is he doing this to me?' She questioned herself as she dug deeper into her flesh determined to stop the discomfort.

“What do you want?” He asked coldly as he stopped a few feet away from her. Tilting his head slightly to the side he watched the woman in front of him scratch and pick at her skin as if she was covered with tiny biting bugs. Scenting her he could smell the anxiety bordering on hysteria running through her, `is this what Inuyasha and the others were talking about? Is this the result of mating with Jouyoku?' The pain she was feeling was clearly present on her face, but still he felt the need to test his theory.

Walking a little closer to her he stooped down and grabbed the hand she was using to scratch at her skin. Looking her directly in her eyes he asked with a straight face, “are you in some kind of pain?”

His touch seared every inch of her body causing her to cry out. The feeling that overcame her came barreling out of her gut in wave after wave of unbearable unexplainable pain. As odd as it seemed her heart was thankful that he would even touch her, but her mind told her that it was he that caused her to hurt in such away. Her mind won the battle for dominance and she screamed, “Let go of me!” As she swung her free hand at him aimlessly pounding on his arm hoping to break his hold. `He had two arms that night, but now he…he only has one!' Her mind screamed as she reached up with her free hand clawed at her scalp.

As if he hadn't heard a word she said he simply tilted his head to the other side and narrowed his eyes on her as he watched her facial expression change from pain to fear to pain and now rage laced with pain. Narrowing his eyes he asked, “Why?” He didn't know exactly why he chose a time such as now to toy with her but he needed to know for himself exactly how bad this curse really was.

Between the fear of the unknown, the pain that raged unmercifully through every limb of her body and the overwhelming need to distance her self from this Youkai she couldn't think clearly. At this moment she honestly didn't know whether he was a friend or a foe and she didn't care. Her mind was screaming at her to make him stop what he was doing and her body pleaded with her to stop him before he killed her, but her heart it pleaded with her to understand that it was not his fault.

Throwing herself back onto the ground she attempted to kick at the lords' chest in order to make him release his hold on her, but he was too fast.

Leaping away from her he came to rest directly in front of Rin. `She's lost her mind.' He thought to himself as he watched her stand to her feet. Reaching for the hilt of his sword hesitantly since he wasn't sure nor did he trust what she may or may not do next. “Rin, go to the village and stay there until I come for you.” He stated with out looking over his shoulder.

She wanted to move she really did, but more than that she wanted to know what was going on. Kagura was now attacking her lord when she was just acting as if she was in love with him. Taking a few steps back to make her lord believe that she was leaving Rin stopped and eyed the situation in front of her.

Kagura clawed at her body until she dug into her skin with her nails causing her blood to pure out and still the pain was there. The only thing she could compare it to was a million tiny bugs digging their way out of her pores, chewing on everything and anything in their way.

Her mind screamed at her to kill him, and then she would be free of this agonizing pain. Unable to tolerate it any longer she screamed at Sesshomaru, “you did this to me? This is your fault,” while she reached into the obi wrapped tightly around her waist and pulled out her fan. In one swift motion she had it open, “die!” She yelled right before she moved the fan in a swift diagonal line across her chest and screamed, “Dance of blades!”

Watching the erratic attack fly toward them Rin screamed.

Turning swiftly, Sesshomaru scooped up the screaming girl and leaped high into the air avoiding the attack. Setting Rin aside a good distance away he turned towards Kagura. He couldn't believe that this woman had the audacity to attack him. Leaping back into the air, all that could be heard was a loud swooshing sound as he dove towards his target. His fingers glowed green as he allowed his long poison whips to dangle from his one and only hand.

She watched as her attack flew towards him and she prayed that it would hit him, because then the pain would end and everything would be as it was, at least that's what her mind told her. Seeing him dodge the attack she frowned as another bout of pain ravaged her limbs. Crying out she almost collapsed to her knees as her body begged her to leave this clearing and run for the heavens.

Glancing up she saw him coming straight for her and she screamed, “dance of the dragons,” while carving an arc in the sky with her fan with one hand and pulling her trusty white feather from her bun at the crown of her head with the other.

Immediately he halted his approach and zipped backwards headed for Rin as all around them numerous tornados touched down tearing up the earth and sending trees and rocks flying in every direction.

Having reached Rin he swiftly moved a safe distance away. Glancing up as the last of the Tornados disappeared he watched as the sky swallowed the Wind sorceress. `It's better this way,' was his only thought as he turned with Rin still held in his arm and walked away. He knew this battle between himself and Kagura was more than likely far from over, but today would not be the day that they would finish it…perhaps tomorrow.

SIMONKAL of INUY

He flew high above the trees, his form misted so that he appeared to be nothing more than a light fluffy cloud or merely a large puff of smoke.

After leaving the dead priestess he headed directly for the village determined to see to the well being of the Miko. Of course his reason for this wasn't love he just didn't want to have to go through the trouble of looking for someone else to serve him during his hibernation.

On his approach to the clearing he took a moment to make sure that his aura and scent were both masked with that of his surroundings then continued on still in his mist form.

Making sure to stay above the tallest trees he floated across the clearing but slowed when he noticed the White Lord and the wind sorceress just below.

He could tell that his plan had worked rather well. The way she was digging her nails into her skin and the undeniable look of agony on her face was a tasteful treat for him, but it wasn't enough. Taking a moment he sent a thought to her, `if you kill him your pain will end.' Smirking to himself he watched as she thought that over then sent an attack flying in the White lords direction. `Surely she will kill him', he thought as he floated on unnoticed by both. He hadn't come back to the village for either one of them he came to check on the Miko and this he would make sure he did. He did however notice the girl Rin standing a few feet away from the White Lord. He wanted to take her, but his plan was bigger than her.

For now at least she would hold on to her virginity…her essence until a better time presented itself.

Nearing the gates of the village he immediately sensed the aura of the Miko in a hut that sat almost on the outskirts of the village, but it wasn't her aura alone that he sensed. He also sensed that of the red headed hot tempered Youkai that he still to this day tasted on his tongue and his lips. Then there was the aura of the Miko's friend, though laced with pain and sadness she would still be perfect for a late night snack.

Moving off towards the hut he saw a male wolf Youkai and a Ninjen monk sitting outside the hut, no doubt guarding their prized possessions. Not wanting to draw any attention to himself he quickly disappeared and reappeared behind the hut. Pressing his body up against the wall he listened intently to the conversation going on inside.

“Keade, will Kagome be alright?” The Miko's friend asked her voice laced with concern.

“I do not know. Only time can tell.” The hag responded. She had done everything that she could for the girl. After Inuyasha had brought her into the hut then passed out she immediately went to work locating the wound on the back of the girls head. Unfortunately she had to remove a rather large portion of hair from the middle of her head in order to thoroughly clean the wound then stitch the torn skin. She was just thankful that the girls' skull had not been fractured. This also meant that there was a very good chance of survival. “Sango as long as she wants to survive she should be able to.”

Looking down at her broken friend Sango almost cried at the sight of her friends once beautiful unblemished skin turned an ashen and the dark circles that formed underneath her eyes. Turning her attention to the Hanyou that still lay sprawled out on the floor a few feet from Kagome she sighed, `what was he and Kagome doing that would make Kikyo retaliate in such a manner?' She knew she wasn't going to be getting any answers until one or both of her friends woke up, but that wouldn't stop the thoughts from filtering into her mind. “Keade? Is…Will Inuyasha be okay?”

“Yes child. The arrow that I removed from his shoulder severely weakened his Youkai side and the loss of blood almost killed his human side, but now that it's been removed he should heal with no problem.” The hag replied as her thoughts ran on her sister, `Kikyo, Inuyasha will not forgive you for this…if Kagome dies he will surely seek nothing but ill will towards you.' Pushing herself up she grabbed her basket of herbs and stated solemnly, “I must see to another villager, please don't leave Kagome alone in here with her.” As she pointed a withered finger in the direction of the female Youkai, Ayame whom seemed to be waking from the hit Inuyasha gave her earlier.

Glancing in the direction of Ayame, Sango replied coldly, “you don't have to worry about that, if she so much as looks in this direction I will make sure that she doesn't get back up.”

Walking out of the hut, Keade advised Kouga and Miroku to remove Inuyasha since Ayame would be waking soon.

Hearing this Jouyoku smirked. He couldn't believe that his luck was this good. He would have never thought that of all the women that he had taken or wanted to take the Miko and her friend would be familiar with the red headed delicacy. Not to mention the White Lord and the girl Rin, wasn't she headed in the direction of the village? `They all know each other! This is going to be easy as long as I stay out of range of Lord Dog and that pathetic Hanyou.' He thought with an evil grin. Figuring that the Wolf Youkai and the Monk would be no problem for him he totally dismissed any thought of them.

Quieting his thoughts he listened as the Monk and the Wolf Youkai spoke quietly to the girl Sango.

Leaning down on the right side of the Hanyou Miroku motioned for Kouga to get the other side as he stated to Sango, “Don't leave this hut, okay. We're going to take Inuyasha back to his place and I'm going to stay with him but Kouga will be right back and he'll stay outside until morning.”

Taking a moment to gaze upon the form of his now intended once denied mate Kouga grimaced at the emotionally beaten state she was in. Even as she slept he could tell that her mind was deteriorating and her body as well. `Ayame, I'm sorry I allowed this to happen to you, but if you fight it…if you stay with me…I promise to make it up to you…I promise.' He wanted to go to her, he wanted to hold her and tell her these words out loud but he knew there was know possible way that would happen, at least not now.

Noticing a slight movement he turned quickly and pushed Miroku out of the way as he bent down and hefted the dog prince over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. After taking a moment to smile down at the form of the sleeping Miko he stormed out of the hut mumbling things about stupid fucking dead bitches that don't know how to stay dead, and a horny fucking wannabe Casanova that needed his cock to become personally acquainted with his foot.

Hearing the mumblings of the wolf Youkai Jouyoku smirked and almost chuckled but caught him self before he gave away his location. Making sure that the Monk and the mouthy wolf Youkai was a good distance away he rounded the corner of the hut but he stopped long enough to send a thought into the mind of the girl Sango, `you will sleep.' He did this because to take her now would bring too much unwanted attention to him.

Slowly entering the hut he eyed the three sleeping women. One he had already taken and had no desire to take again. The other two would definitely be taken. One tonight the other he would feast on for an eternity.

Glancing over in the corner where the red headed Youkai lay stretched out unmoving. He smiled as he sensed her decent into dementia and then death. Slowly he walked over to her and kneeled at her side. Laying his hand upon her forehead he smiled as he watched her body subconsciously turn towards him and a seductive little smile play across her lips. Opening his link he said, `you will wake tonight when the moon hits it's highest point in the sky and you will request that the girl, Sango accompanies you to the river for a bath. You will not take no for an answer, do you understand?'

After receiving a small nod of approval he bent forward and kissed her forehead as a show of his appreciation. Sure some people would say he was no more than a monster but even monsters had manners, the good ones anyway.

Pushing himself up into a standing position he walked over to the slouching form of the girl Sango and knelt down. Lifting his hand to her face he allowed it to travel down the side of her face to her jaw line then down to her neck where he allowed it to sit for a moment as he took in the view of her round supple breast rising and falling under her Kimono.

It took everything in him to not take her at this very moment. He wanted nothing more than to just stretch her out on the floor of this hut and ravage her body. Pulling his hand away as if she had bitten him he reveled in the lustful scent that was no one else but she as he thought, `tonight I will make you mines…if only for a little while, you will be mine.' Allowing his hand to rest on her right breast he squeezed gently and savored the soft yet firm feel of it as he turned his attention to his reason for being here.

She laid there stretched out in a manner befitting a dead goddess, her black hair strewn seductively about her shoulders. Her hands lay open at her side as if she was merely taking and evening nap. He could tell that she was hurt because of the dark circles and the big bandage that wrapped around her forehead to the back of her head. As ghastly as this sight was, it did not take away from the beauty that was hers and hers alone. Moving a little closer to her he caressed her cheek as he whispered, “you are not a mere copy, and she would be blessed to hold even an ounce of your grace, your beauty.” Of course he was directing that statement to Kikyo the dead priestess that he despised.

Moving his hands down to her shoulders he lowered his face to hers and inhaled deeply, “he doesn't deserve you. I won't loose you to him or to anyone else,” he whispered softly. To an on looker you would've thought that the words he spoke were of one that was in love, but it was only the pulse and throb of his groin that needed her that desired not her mind, her smile, the sound of her voice, but only her body and nothing more.

Running his hand gently between her breasts, over her stomach to her abdomen where he allowed his touch to linger. He smiled as he felt the heat churning within, `she's ready and ripe for the plucking or should I say…fucking,' he thought with a sinister smirk. Gently caressing the side of her face he whispered, “Soon my sweet, I promise you, soon.”

Hearing someone approaching the hut he stood to his feet and smiled down upon the three women that lay before him. `Tonight the real fun will begin,' was the last thought that ran through his mind as he misted his body and allowed it to filter between the tiny cracks in the hut wall

Until Next Time...