InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Sensei ❯ Ch7-Liberating Humiliation ( Chapter 7 )
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By: TearsOfTwilight 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.16.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 466 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.16.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 466 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 7-Liberating Humiliation
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Carefully Sesshoumaru studied the door. The structure looked no different from the rest of the house,
and even in his present state, the youkai could have broken it down. The only problem was the alarm
attached to the door's frame. Growling to himself, he glared up at the beeping red light. Three wires
and a tiny camera were all that stood in the way between them and freedom.
'Kuso!' Slamming his fist against the door in fustration he turned back to the unconscious Rin. Even
with a purple bruise covering half of her face, the girl still maintained the alluring vibrance that
Sesshoumaru had first been attracted to. She couldn't help being beautiful. It was simply her nature.
As if hearing the youkai's thoughts, Rin gracefully awoke. She opened her mouth to speak but was
rendered speechless as with uncharacteristicly wide eyes Sesshoumaru sunk down to her feet.
"Rin....you're a miko?"
Despite the sadness overwelming her heart, Rin couldn't help but smile at the stoic boy's moment of
uncertainty. "Is that what that power was?"
"You mean you didn't even know? It was like you were trying to purify his soul or something."
Her brows furrowed slightly. "I guess not, but even if I did nothing would change...the past I mean." Rin
turned her head away sharply as a half-stifled sob escaped her throat. Sesshoumaru didn't know what
to say. He'd never really been good with emotions, especially bad ones. 'I want to comfort her....but
I wouldn't know where to begin.' Hesitantly the youkai reached out to stroke Rin's hair. She finally
looked back at him, lavender eyes unnaturally bright. Seeing the almost imperceptable shadow of worry
in her companion's features , the girl managed to crack a reasuring grin.
"It's nothing to be concerned about, just.......nothing."
She squeaked in surprise as Sesshoumaru's almost compassionate gaze gave way to a fustrated glare.
"Nothing? NOTHING! Who the hell are you trying to kid, Rin?" Then in a much lower voice,"What aren't
you telling me?"
"What aren't I telling you? Let's get one thing straight Sesshoumaru! Until about a week ago you didn't
even know I existed! You have no right to demand ANYTHING from me, ESPECIALLY something as
personal as this! IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! GOT IT?" For the second time that day an uneasy silence
filled the room. Sesshoumaru stared at the floor, trying to ignore the quiet as well as the unplaceable,
bitter emotion that had crept into his stomach. It wasn't anger. Far from it. The only thing he could really
compare it to was how he felt every time he saw his stepmother, Izayoi, embracing Inuyasha, as if
something he thought he'd have forever was suddenly out of reach. He felt resentment, but not for Rin.
For himself. Any chance Sesshoumaru might have had of being close to this girl he'd come to care for
so much was imediately dashed by his thoughtless words.
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"Why so angry?" Naraku grinned at his partner's flustered apearence. Don't tell me the boy proved too
much for you to handle.
Takemaru glared pointedly at the kumo. "It's not just the boy. You never told me she was a miko,
Naraku!"
"A what? Surely you can't be serious. If the girl had a spark of priestess blood in her I would have
sensed it imediately."
"Well obviously you weren't paying attention!"
Naraku glared angrilly at the human before turning to go. "Fine. I'll take a look at her for myself.
Satisfied?"
"Feh"
Stalking down the halls, the kumo berated himself inwardly. Takemaru wasn't one for making accusations
rashly. Could he really have failed to notice something so obvious as spiritual powers? As Naraku
reached the door of the prisoners' cell he forgot all about the would be miko. Instead, he was assaulted
with visions of NoTaisho's son. He remembered the feel of Sesshoumaru's walls convulcing around his
engorged organ. Of the boy's forced arousal, and the almost citrus-like taste of his exotic blood as it
spilled down his thighs. Shaking his head to rid himself of such distracting thoughts, the kumo
willed himself to observe the task at hand. He had work to do. The fun could wait until afterwards.
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Sesshoumaru stared wildly at the door, panic threatening to throw out his self control. It was him,
Naraku. The boy could smell the kumo's aura as well as his lust. He felt his body shaking and was sure
Rin could see it as well, but because of her anger, she didn't ask. Taking in a few sharp breathes of air
the inu prepared himself for the inevitable. He could practically feel Naraku's insatiable shaft penetrating
deep within him.
Rin could tell something was wrong. Sesshoumaru was acting nervous, and though she refused to ask
him what was wrong, the girl had a pretty good clue of what, make that who, it must be. She turned as
the door swung open with an ominous creak.
"Well Ms. Mikoyami it seems we have gravely misjudged you. Pray tell me, how did you manage to hide
that power from me?" He had addressed the girl, but Naraku's eyes remained fixed on Sesshoumaru.
Rin swallowed hard. How was she going to explain something like this to the kumo when she herself
didn't know the answer? "Well I..."
"Hurry wench. I have more important things to do than listen to you stutter."
"I..I...don't...how should I know?"
With a fustrated grunt Naraku backhanded the girl, sending her reeling. Unable to maintain her footing,
Rin crashed hard into Sesshoumaru's lap. The inu hissed in agony as the girl's full bodyweight
colided with his injured frame. He fell backwards, legs spreading automatically as he braced
himself for the impact of the floor. Naraku couldn't help peering hungrily at his damaged goods.
"Mmmmm..Mr. NoTaisho. You're so lowly that you even let the wench up on top."
Squeaking in surprise and embarassment, Rin tried to pull herself off, but Naraku had different plans.
Using his powerful youkai strength, he pushed her down against Sesshoumaru's chest. The inu
groaned in pain, but at the same time couldn't help noticing how firmly her breasts were crushed
against him. Iie! How could he think such things right now? Jacking off in the shower was bad
enough, but this?
"I'm curious, Mr. NoTaisho, why do you dress like a female? Please don't tell me it's because of some
traumatic experience in your past. That's far too run of the mill for my tastes. Is it because dressing
like a slut reminds you of your mother, or does doing something that kinky get your sex drive going?"
"KUMO!" Sesshoumaru tried to rise, but Rin's body kept him pinned to the floor. Unable to attack
Naraku, he satisfied himself by spitting in the man's face. Wiping the saliva away, the kumo glared down
at him.
"Insolent little fuck. You probably liked having me shoving up your ass. That's about all you're good
for anyway, pleasuring those who are your superiors." It was Rin's turn to scream with rage. There he
went again, insulting the boy and his long dead mother. The girl remembered the inu's violent outburst
the previous day. Hearing things like that must hurt, a lot. Glancing into Sesshoumaru's eyes she knew
that it was true. She also knew that no matter what she could always forgive him. That sadness deep
within the boy's heart made it impossible to stay angry for long.
"Akuma, you bastard! How DARE you say such horrible things! I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL FOR THIS!"
Jerking her body around, Rin slapped him across the face.
"You godawful, spying bitch! Think I'm lying do you? Trust me, a filthy slut is all this mutt's cut out to
be! Here, see for yourself." With a malicious grin Naraku hauled the girl to her knees. There was a loud
ripping noise as her skirt and panties were torn away. He then shoved Rin forward, holding her down
so that she was forced to straddle the inu's shoulders. Struggling and screaming with all her might she
tried to pull away, but Naraku held her fast. Sesshoumaru tried to jerk back as well, but it was precisely
Rin's thrashing that kept him pinned, that and Naraku's growing erection pressing against the apex of
his thighs. Slipping his hand under Rin's backside, the kumo pushed her nether lips up towards the
inu's face. Sesshoumaru was suddenly assaulted with the rich, secretive smell of the girl's womanhood
as well as the sight of her spread out pussy, slick with fear.
"What are you waiting for Mr. NoTaisho? Pleasure the girl."
Shaking his head, Sesshoumaru turned away. He refused to go through with this. There was no way...
The boy let out an agonized gasp as four of Naraku's fingers barreled into his ass. The nails scraped
wrathfully at the swollen flesh, eliciting a sound somewhere between a scream and a sob to be
wrenched from his lips. Still he refrained. Sesshoumaru knew all too well what it was like to lose one's
dignity as well as their innocence. He was not about to force the same upon the girl he loved. Naraku's
entire hand was jammed inside him now. No doubt the boy's entrance had been torn and stretched to
several times it's original size, but the inu held strong. However he couldn't help letting out a
deepthroated cry of pain.
Tears streamed down Rin's face. Sesshoumaru was suffering, suffering for her. Desperately the girl tried
to focus on her power as she had done earlier with Takemaru, but because of all the conflicting
emotions she found herself unable to do so. Before, she had been so intent on her hatred that the
fury had automatically gone into her attack, but now things were different. Rin felt the same amount of
rage, but mixed with it was fear, pity, and maybe the smallest hint of lust. These feelings swirled about
inside her making the inexperienced priestess unable to fight back. The girl gritted her teeth as another
scream wracked the boy's body. She couldn't let his pain continue. There was only one option left.
"Sesshoumaru? Sess? Please listen. You can't let him keep hurting you like this. Just give in. I won't
hate you for it. In fact I've forgiven you already. Please, It's so horrible seeing you like this!"
In far to much agony to reply, the inu shook his head stiffly. She didn't understand how important she
was to him. No matter how disgusting and soiled his own body became, Sesshoumaru would never allow
someone so vile as Naraku or Takemaru defile her, even indirectly. It was up to him. He had to....
The boy gave a sharp intake of breath as Rin actually pushed herself harder against his mouth. "Just do
it!" she all but screamed. Naraku grinned. So was the girl actually liking this? 'No,' he decided. She
simply didn't like to see the welp in pain. 'How touching...' Finally with a grimace of defeat Sesshoumaru
tentatively poked his tongue between the girl's tender folds. Praying this was causing Rin no pain, he
pressed deeper into her pussy, stroking the tender bundle of nerves at the begining of her own sweet
tunnel. Her legs trembled, and for a moment Sesshoumaru thought he heard a groan. Gently he
sucked at her nether lips, revelling in their bitter, but not unpleasant flavor.
Naraku had finally stopped torturing the other youkai. He was too engrossed by the childrens' confused
yet pleasing reactions to concentrate on Sesshoumaru's blood. The kumo watched transfixed as the
girl arched her back sharply and gasped. 'He must have hit her clit,' Akuma thought with an almost
imperceptible smile on his lips.
Rin bucked suddenly as the inu's fiery tongue made it's way to the begining of her slick passage. She
pressed herself more firmly into the boy's face, willing him to move deeper still. So overcome with
the foreign emotion of lust, the girl completely forgot the kumo, that is until she felt his dick press
against her splayed backside. With a shriek of terror, Rin jerked forward. Naraku lunged after her, arms
outstretched. He wanted her now. Sesshoumaru was too stretched out at the moment to be any good,
and the kumo was about to cum.
"Get back here you little wench! I'm goin..." Naraku's words were cut off abruptly as the inu's fist
conected squarely with his jaw. He stared in awe as the boy's eyes began to bleed red. For a moment
the whole room was once again glowing with an unnatural radiance, but now it was a violent shade of
green. With an enraged snarl Sesshoumaru wielded the beam of venomous light towards the sadistic
kumo. It was Naraku's turn to scream as the whip made contact with his back, causing blood to splatter
everywhere. For a moment it looked as if he might fight back, but he quickly changed his mind. Rin was
once again in comission. She stood next to Sesshoumaru, seemingly unaware of her nakedness, hands
now shimmering with a purifying power so strong it made his eyebrows curl. Naraku fled out of the cell,
closing the door with a slam. Breathing heavily he locked the door. Things hadn't gone exactly as
planned. In other words he needs had gone unmet. Still, it hadn't been a total loss. He'd managed to
humiliate both captives as well as witness the girl's miko abilities for himself. With one long glance
at the prisoners' door the kumo left to seek out Jakotsu, hoping to relieve some of the tension on his
pulsating cock.
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"Rin, I..." Sesshoumaru's words were cut off abruptly as he let out a strangled sob. The boy stumbled
to his knees, huge, tearfilled gasps wracking his body. "Rin...for...forgive me....onegai...Rin!" With a
startled cry of her own, the girl threw her arms around him protectively.
"Shhh. It's alright. Please don't cry like that. You're hurting yourself." It was true. Each time he sobbed,
Sesshoumaru's torn backside sent fresh waves of blood down his legs. It pooled about him, a small
lake of sanguine tears. No longer registering the fact that he was naked and herself almost so, Rin
pulled the boy firmly to her, pressing his head gently against her shoulder as she wrapped her arms
around his waist. After all they'd been through, this was the first time she'd seen the inu's tears. It
saddened her even more because it wasn't the pain that made him cry. It was because Sesshoumaru felt
that he'd failed her. His loyalty lay deeper than Rin had ever known, and look what she had done to
thank him. Screamed at him, just for being concerned, just for letting down the barriers encasing his
heart long enough for her to see who he really was.
"Sess..." Pressing her face into the softness of the boy's bangs, she gently kissed the moon on his
forhead before giving way to tears of her own. They had seen so many terrible things, and lived through
sorrows unimaginable to most. Wise beyond their years they had been forced to go day to day relying
on themselves and little else. They knew that the world was a cruel and complicated mistress,
but at that moment everything became simple. No schemes or calculations, plans of escape or thoughts
of shattered innocence. At that moment they were just two children, two children clinging to eachother
as they cried out into the darkness.
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"What do you mean you don't know where he is? That's your FUCKING JOB!" Mr. NoTaisho was fuming. It
was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and he'd just recieved a call from Ms. Kikyou.
"Mr. NoTaisho, I assure you that we are doing everything in our power to find your son. At the moment
we are tracking down Akuma-sensei who was on detention duty today to see if we can shed some
light on the boy's wearabouts."
"YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE YOUR OWN EMPLOYEES ARE! First you lose my son, then...."
Clearly irritated with the man, Kikyou cut him off. "Let's make one thing clear Mr. NoTaisho. It is not my
fault nor that of ANY of the other faculty that the boy has gone missing. Why he didn't come home after
detention is beyond me, but before you blame the teachers perhaps you should take an in depth look
at your OWN parenting skills."
"How dare you..."
"I will see you at Police Headquarters in half an hour. Sayonara Mr. NoTaisho."
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"What the hell happened to you?"
"Nothing dear. Why do you ask?"
Bankotsu glared angrily at his rosy lipped lover. "He raped you again didn't he?"
"It wasn't rape. Besides, Naraku's sexy enough."
Despite himself, a twinge of jealousy tugged at the other man's heart. He knew Jakotsu was just trying
to lighten the mood, that secretly even the practicaly sex crazed councelor could barely stand being
near the blacksouled kumo. Still, it tore him up to know that Naraku used his partner as a tool, and
that he could do nothing about it. Noting the man's unusually exhausted appearence, Bankotsu gave a
small sigh. "You've got cum on your nose. Go clean up, then come back here. I've got something to tell
you."
"Yes sir!" Giving a mock salute, Jakotsu marched off to the bathroom to scrub away the remainder of
Naraku's essence. When he returned, Bankotsu was reclining on a dingy couch, a perplexed look in
his eyes. With a mischeivious grin, he grabbed the end of the man's loose braid, pulling it gently to
get his attention.
"So, you gonna tell me what's so important? I'm all ears."
"You know about Takemaru's feud with NoTaisho, right?"
Jakotsu rolled his eyes. "I don't live in a box you know. Of COURSE I know about that, but what of it?"
"Did you know that the mutt has a son?"
"Yes, in fact he has two. Get to the point."
"Well for all the years I've been working for him and Naraku in the smuggling business, the man's always
expressed the desire to get back at the guy, but NoTaisho's rich, therefore making it difficult to pull
anything too serious."
"Kuso, Bankotsu," Jakotsu huffed. "You should have been a politician. Just tell me what you're trying
to get at already!"
"What I'm trying to get at, DEAR, is that I think Takemaru might've found a way of finally getting back at
the old dog."
"And that is...."
"He has NoTaisho's eldest son."
Jakotsu blinked in surprise. "You mean Sesshoumaru?"
"Hai, along with some girl who just happens to be the Mikoyami family's only child."
"How the..."
"Go ask for yourself. They're in the old interogation room."
"I see." Grabbing his lover's set of keys, Mr. Shichinintai set off to find the two children.
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Carefully Sesshoumaru studied the door. The structure looked no different from the rest of the house,
and even in his present state, the youkai could have broken it down. The only problem was the alarm
attached to the door's frame. Growling to himself, he glared up at the beeping red light. Three wires
and a tiny camera were all that stood in the way between them and freedom.
'Kuso!' Slamming his fist against the door in fustration he turned back to the unconscious Rin. Even
with a purple bruise covering half of her face, the girl still maintained the alluring vibrance that
Sesshoumaru had first been attracted to. She couldn't help being beautiful. It was simply her nature.
As if hearing the youkai's thoughts, Rin gracefully awoke. She opened her mouth to speak but was
rendered speechless as with uncharacteristicly wide eyes Sesshoumaru sunk down to her feet.
"Rin....you're a miko?"
Despite the sadness overwelming her heart, Rin couldn't help but smile at the stoic boy's moment of
uncertainty. "Is that what that power was?"
"You mean you didn't even know? It was like you were trying to purify his soul or something."
Her brows furrowed slightly. "I guess not, but even if I did nothing would change...the past I mean." Rin
turned her head away sharply as a half-stifled sob escaped her throat. Sesshoumaru didn't know what
to say. He'd never really been good with emotions, especially bad ones. 'I want to comfort her....but
I wouldn't know where to begin.' Hesitantly the youkai reached out to stroke Rin's hair. She finally
looked back at him, lavender eyes unnaturally bright. Seeing the almost imperceptable shadow of worry
in her companion's features , the girl managed to crack a reasuring grin.
"It's nothing to be concerned about, just.......nothing."
She squeaked in surprise as Sesshoumaru's almost compassionate gaze gave way to a fustrated glare.
"Nothing? NOTHING! Who the hell are you trying to kid, Rin?" Then in a much lower voice,"What aren't
you telling me?"
"What aren't I telling you? Let's get one thing straight Sesshoumaru! Until about a week ago you didn't
even know I existed! You have no right to demand ANYTHING from me, ESPECIALLY something as
personal as this! IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! GOT IT?" For the second time that day an uneasy silence
filled the room. Sesshoumaru stared at the floor, trying to ignore the quiet as well as the unplaceable,
bitter emotion that had crept into his stomach. It wasn't anger. Far from it. The only thing he could really
compare it to was how he felt every time he saw his stepmother, Izayoi, embracing Inuyasha, as if
something he thought he'd have forever was suddenly out of reach. He felt resentment, but not for Rin.
For himself. Any chance Sesshoumaru might have had of being close to this girl he'd come to care for
so much was imediately dashed by his thoughtless words.
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"Why so angry?" Naraku grinned at his partner's flustered apearence. Don't tell me the boy proved too
much for you to handle.
Takemaru glared pointedly at the kumo. "It's not just the boy. You never told me she was a miko,
Naraku!"
"A what? Surely you can't be serious. If the girl had a spark of priestess blood in her I would have
sensed it imediately."
"Well obviously you weren't paying attention!"
Naraku glared angrilly at the human before turning to go. "Fine. I'll take a look at her for myself.
Satisfied?"
"Feh"
Stalking down the halls, the kumo berated himself inwardly. Takemaru wasn't one for making accusations
rashly. Could he really have failed to notice something so obvious as spiritual powers? As Naraku
reached the door of the prisoners' cell he forgot all about the would be miko. Instead, he was assaulted
with visions of NoTaisho's son. He remembered the feel of Sesshoumaru's walls convulcing around his
engorged organ. Of the boy's forced arousal, and the almost citrus-like taste of his exotic blood as it
spilled down his thighs. Shaking his head to rid himself of such distracting thoughts, the kumo
willed himself to observe the task at hand. He had work to do. The fun could wait until afterwards.
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Sesshoumaru stared wildly at the door, panic threatening to throw out his self control. It was him,
Naraku. The boy could smell the kumo's aura as well as his lust. He felt his body shaking and was sure
Rin could see it as well, but because of her anger, she didn't ask. Taking in a few sharp breathes of air
the inu prepared himself for the inevitable. He could practically feel Naraku's insatiable shaft penetrating
deep within him.
Rin could tell something was wrong. Sesshoumaru was acting nervous, and though she refused to ask
him what was wrong, the girl had a pretty good clue of what, make that who, it must be. She turned as
the door swung open with an ominous creak.
"Well Ms. Mikoyami it seems we have gravely misjudged you. Pray tell me, how did you manage to hide
that power from me?" He had addressed the girl, but Naraku's eyes remained fixed on Sesshoumaru.
Rin swallowed hard. How was she going to explain something like this to the kumo when she herself
didn't know the answer? "Well I..."
"Hurry wench. I have more important things to do than listen to you stutter."
"I..I...don't...how should I know?"
With a fustrated grunt Naraku backhanded the girl, sending her reeling. Unable to maintain her footing,
Rin crashed hard into Sesshoumaru's lap. The inu hissed in agony as the girl's full bodyweight
colided with his injured frame. He fell backwards, legs spreading automatically as he braced
himself for the impact of the floor. Naraku couldn't help peering hungrily at his damaged goods.
"Mmmmm..Mr. NoTaisho. You're so lowly that you even let the wench up on top."
Squeaking in surprise and embarassment, Rin tried to pull herself off, but Naraku had different plans.
Using his powerful youkai strength, he pushed her down against Sesshoumaru's chest. The inu
groaned in pain, but at the same time couldn't help noticing how firmly her breasts were crushed
against him. Iie! How could he think such things right now? Jacking off in the shower was bad
enough, but this?
"I'm curious, Mr. NoTaisho, why do you dress like a female? Please don't tell me it's because of some
traumatic experience in your past. That's far too run of the mill for my tastes. Is it because dressing
like a slut reminds you of your mother, or does doing something that kinky get your sex drive going?"
"KUMO!" Sesshoumaru tried to rise, but Rin's body kept him pinned to the floor. Unable to attack
Naraku, he satisfied himself by spitting in the man's face. Wiping the saliva away, the kumo glared down
at him.
"Insolent little fuck. You probably liked having me shoving up your ass. That's about all you're good
for anyway, pleasuring those who are your superiors." It was Rin's turn to scream with rage. There he
went again, insulting the boy and his long dead mother. The girl remembered the inu's violent outburst
the previous day. Hearing things like that must hurt, a lot. Glancing into Sesshoumaru's eyes she knew
that it was true. She also knew that no matter what she could always forgive him. That sadness deep
within the boy's heart made it impossible to stay angry for long.
"Akuma, you bastard! How DARE you say such horrible things! I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL FOR THIS!"
Jerking her body around, Rin slapped him across the face.
"You godawful, spying bitch! Think I'm lying do you? Trust me, a filthy slut is all this mutt's cut out to
be! Here, see for yourself." With a malicious grin Naraku hauled the girl to her knees. There was a loud
ripping noise as her skirt and panties were torn away. He then shoved Rin forward, holding her down
so that she was forced to straddle the inu's shoulders. Struggling and screaming with all her might she
tried to pull away, but Naraku held her fast. Sesshoumaru tried to jerk back as well, but it was precisely
Rin's thrashing that kept him pinned, that and Naraku's growing erection pressing against the apex of
his thighs. Slipping his hand under Rin's backside, the kumo pushed her nether lips up towards the
inu's face. Sesshoumaru was suddenly assaulted with the rich, secretive smell of the girl's womanhood
as well as the sight of her spread out pussy, slick with fear.
"What are you waiting for Mr. NoTaisho? Pleasure the girl."
Shaking his head, Sesshoumaru turned away. He refused to go through with this. There was no way...
The boy let out an agonized gasp as four of Naraku's fingers barreled into his ass. The nails scraped
wrathfully at the swollen flesh, eliciting a sound somewhere between a scream and a sob to be
wrenched from his lips. Still he refrained. Sesshoumaru knew all too well what it was like to lose one's
dignity as well as their innocence. He was not about to force the same upon the girl he loved. Naraku's
entire hand was jammed inside him now. No doubt the boy's entrance had been torn and stretched to
several times it's original size, but the inu held strong. However he couldn't help letting out a
deepthroated cry of pain.
Tears streamed down Rin's face. Sesshoumaru was suffering, suffering for her. Desperately the girl tried
to focus on her power as she had done earlier with Takemaru, but because of all the conflicting
emotions she found herself unable to do so. Before, she had been so intent on her hatred that the
fury had automatically gone into her attack, but now things were different. Rin felt the same amount of
rage, but mixed with it was fear, pity, and maybe the smallest hint of lust. These feelings swirled about
inside her making the inexperienced priestess unable to fight back. The girl gritted her teeth as another
scream wracked the boy's body. She couldn't let his pain continue. There was only one option left.
"Sesshoumaru? Sess? Please listen. You can't let him keep hurting you like this. Just give in. I won't
hate you for it. In fact I've forgiven you already. Please, It's so horrible seeing you like this!"
In far to much agony to reply, the inu shook his head stiffly. She didn't understand how important she
was to him. No matter how disgusting and soiled his own body became, Sesshoumaru would never allow
someone so vile as Naraku or Takemaru defile her, even indirectly. It was up to him. He had to....
The boy gave a sharp intake of breath as Rin actually pushed herself harder against his mouth. "Just do
it!" she all but screamed. Naraku grinned. So was the girl actually liking this? 'No,' he decided. She
simply didn't like to see the welp in pain. 'How touching...' Finally with a grimace of defeat Sesshoumaru
tentatively poked his tongue between the girl's tender folds. Praying this was causing Rin no pain, he
pressed deeper into her pussy, stroking the tender bundle of nerves at the begining of her own sweet
tunnel. Her legs trembled, and for a moment Sesshoumaru thought he heard a groan. Gently he
sucked at her nether lips, revelling in their bitter, but not unpleasant flavor.
Naraku had finally stopped torturing the other youkai. He was too engrossed by the childrens' confused
yet pleasing reactions to concentrate on Sesshoumaru's blood. The kumo watched transfixed as the
girl arched her back sharply and gasped. 'He must have hit her clit,' Akuma thought with an almost
imperceptible smile on his lips.
Rin bucked suddenly as the inu's fiery tongue made it's way to the begining of her slick passage. She
pressed herself more firmly into the boy's face, willing him to move deeper still. So overcome with
the foreign emotion of lust, the girl completely forgot the kumo, that is until she felt his dick press
against her splayed backside. With a shriek of terror, Rin jerked forward. Naraku lunged after her, arms
outstretched. He wanted her now. Sesshoumaru was too stretched out at the moment to be any good,
and the kumo was about to cum.
"Get back here you little wench! I'm goin..." Naraku's words were cut off abruptly as the inu's fist
conected squarely with his jaw. He stared in awe as the boy's eyes began to bleed red. For a moment
the whole room was once again glowing with an unnatural radiance, but now it was a violent shade of
green. With an enraged snarl Sesshoumaru wielded the beam of venomous light towards the sadistic
kumo. It was Naraku's turn to scream as the whip made contact with his back, causing blood to splatter
everywhere. For a moment it looked as if he might fight back, but he quickly changed his mind. Rin was
once again in comission. She stood next to Sesshoumaru, seemingly unaware of her nakedness, hands
now shimmering with a purifying power so strong it made his eyebrows curl. Naraku fled out of the cell,
closing the door with a slam. Breathing heavily he locked the door. Things hadn't gone exactly as
planned. In other words he needs had gone unmet. Still, it hadn't been a total loss. He'd managed to
humiliate both captives as well as witness the girl's miko abilities for himself. With one long glance
at the prisoners' door the kumo left to seek out Jakotsu, hoping to relieve some of the tension on his
pulsating cock.
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"Rin, I..." Sesshoumaru's words were cut off abruptly as he let out a strangled sob. The boy stumbled
to his knees, huge, tearfilled gasps wracking his body. "Rin...for...forgive me....onegai...Rin!" With a
startled cry of her own, the girl threw her arms around him protectively.
"Shhh. It's alright. Please don't cry like that. You're hurting yourself." It was true. Each time he sobbed,
Sesshoumaru's torn backside sent fresh waves of blood down his legs. It pooled about him, a small
lake of sanguine tears. No longer registering the fact that he was naked and herself almost so, Rin
pulled the boy firmly to her, pressing his head gently against her shoulder as she wrapped her arms
around his waist. After all they'd been through, this was the first time she'd seen the inu's tears. It
saddened her even more because it wasn't the pain that made him cry. It was because Sesshoumaru felt
that he'd failed her. His loyalty lay deeper than Rin had ever known, and look what she had done to
thank him. Screamed at him, just for being concerned, just for letting down the barriers encasing his
heart long enough for her to see who he really was.
"Sess..." Pressing her face into the softness of the boy's bangs, she gently kissed the moon on his
forhead before giving way to tears of her own. They had seen so many terrible things, and lived through
sorrows unimaginable to most. Wise beyond their years they had been forced to go day to day relying
on themselves and little else. They knew that the world was a cruel and complicated mistress,
but at that moment everything became simple. No schemes or calculations, plans of escape or thoughts
of shattered innocence. At that moment they were just two children, two children clinging to eachother
as they cried out into the darkness.
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"What do you mean you don't know where he is? That's your FUCKING JOB!" Mr. NoTaisho was fuming. It
was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and he'd just recieved a call from Ms. Kikyou.
"Mr. NoTaisho, I assure you that we are doing everything in our power to find your son. At the moment
we are tracking down Akuma-sensei who was on detention duty today to see if we can shed some
light on the boy's wearabouts."
"YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE YOUR OWN EMPLOYEES ARE! First you lose my son, then...."
Clearly irritated with the man, Kikyou cut him off. "Let's make one thing clear Mr. NoTaisho. It is not my
fault nor that of ANY of the other faculty that the boy has gone missing. Why he didn't come home after
detention is beyond me, but before you blame the teachers perhaps you should take an in depth look
at your OWN parenting skills."
"How dare you..."
"I will see you at Police Headquarters in half an hour. Sayonara Mr. NoTaisho."
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"What the hell happened to you?"
"Nothing dear. Why do you ask?"
Bankotsu glared angrily at his rosy lipped lover. "He raped you again didn't he?"
"It wasn't rape. Besides, Naraku's sexy enough."
Despite himself, a twinge of jealousy tugged at the other man's heart. He knew Jakotsu was just trying
to lighten the mood, that secretly even the practicaly sex crazed councelor could barely stand being
near the blacksouled kumo. Still, it tore him up to know that Naraku used his partner as a tool, and
that he could do nothing about it. Noting the man's unusually exhausted appearence, Bankotsu gave a
small sigh. "You've got cum on your nose. Go clean up, then come back here. I've got something to tell
you."
"Yes sir!" Giving a mock salute, Jakotsu marched off to the bathroom to scrub away the remainder of
Naraku's essence. When he returned, Bankotsu was reclining on a dingy couch, a perplexed look in
his eyes. With a mischeivious grin, he grabbed the end of the man's loose braid, pulling it gently to
get his attention.
"So, you gonna tell me what's so important? I'm all ears."
"You know about Takemaru's feud with NoTaisho, right?"
Jakotsu rolled his eyes. "I don't live in a box you know. Of COURSE I know about that, but what of it?"
"Did you know that the mutt has a son?"
"Yes, in fact he has two. Get to the point."
"Well for all the years I've been working for him and Naraku in the smuggling business, the man's always
expressed the desire to get back at the guy, but NoTaisho's rich, therefore making it difficult to pull
anything too serious."
"Kuso, Bankotsu," Jakotsu huffed. "You should have been a politician. Just tell me what you're trying
to get at already!"
"What I'm trying to get at, DEAR, is that I think Takemaru might've found a way of finally getting back at
the old dog."
"And that is...."
"He has NoTaisho's eldest son."
Jakotsu blinked in surprise. "You mean Sesshoumaru?"
"Hai, along with some girl who just happens to be the Mikoyami family's only child."
"How the..."
"Go ask for yourself. They're in the old interogation room."
"I see." Grabbing his lover's set of keys, Mr. Shichinintai set off to find the two children.
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-TOT