InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Touch ❯ Voice of Evil ( Chapter 2 )
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By: scarredbride 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Angst / Psychological | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.05.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Angst / Psychological | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.05.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
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Sesshoumaru approached his domain, with the sleeping cargo on his shoulder. The first thing the wench needed was a bath. He refused to let the sickening smell of Naraku soil his home. Spotting a pond outside his border, he landed softly with perfect grace. Laying the girl down, he removed the over sized shirt, and disintegrated it with his poison. Anything that had the lingering smell of Naraku was not welcomed on his border and immediately dispatched. Luckily, you could wash away the scent from a human body.
Picking the miko up once again, he strode to the water’s edge. A sinister smile appeared as he threw her into the chilled pond. She came up screaming and sputtering water from the shocking wake up. “Bathe and get that disgusting stench from you.”
Kagome’s eyes glinted with a long lost fire as she watched the taiyoukai stare at her with contemptuous amusement. “How dare you just throw me around like a rag doll Sesshoumaru! And! I do not smell!” She spat out furiously.
Sesshoumaru merely chuckled at the girl’s temper, before striding into the pond with her. “Would you like me to teach you a lesson? Granted your scent is pleasing and clean, but the scent of Naraku is of which you reek. I will not allow you to bring that into my home. Now, either you will bathe, efficiently I might add. Or I will do it for you, which will not be pleasant in anyway.”
Kagome’s eyes widened from the beginning when he first came into the water. She thought he would drown her, but he had not. He had only threatened her and she knew he would keep to his threat if she did not hurry herself. “Can I have some privacy at least?” She said half hoping he would comply.
“What would be the need? Your body has been open to my gaze since I found you. Besides, I may take a bath myself and assist you with your own so I know you are clean to my satisfaction.” Sesshoumaru made his way back to the shoreline, and proceeded to disrobe.
“Doesn’t anyone give a girl privacy anymore?” Kagome mumbled to herself. As she began to swim under the water and scrub at her skin with her hands. ‘How am I supposed to get clean if I have nothing to do it with?’ She thought to herself while under the water.
Coming up to take breath of air, Kagome nearly choked on the cold and frigid water when she bumped into a hard, solid body. Large arms encircled her within a forceful embrace. “You will stay within my sight at all times girl.” Sesshoumaru said into her ear, as his naked, hard body pressed against her soft one.
“Yes Sesshoumaru. Please will you release me?” Kagome shivered as she felt a large solid piece of him push into her delicate stomach.
“Why? Does this make you uncomfortable?” He said sarcastically as he rubbed against her more. He saw her cast her eyes off to the side suddenly as he could smell the saltiness of her tears. “Very well, finish.” He said coldly as he released her to finish his own bathing rituals.
Kagome breathed in a sigh of relief when he let her go. Too many times did she get forced into situations like that, and too many times were her tears ignored, her pleads and screams only caused them a heightened pleasure wanting her even more. She completed scrubbing herself, trying desperately to feel somewhat clean and free from Naraku’s presence on her skin. Despite Sesshoumaru saying how she needed to bathe, she too felt the need to scrub herself raw to try and dispatch the months of torture and dirty touches she had received.
Making her way to shore, she stood shivering in the brisk breeze, she had no clothing and not even a towel to dry off her water slicked body. Sesshoumaru made his way to her from his spot on the shore, throwing her his haori. “Here. Weak girl, I do not want your death from a simple chill. We must go, I believe you humans’ require nourishment every day, and you appear half starved as it is. For a toy, Naraku took horrible care of your physical requirements.” Sesshoumaru snorted with discontent, before he picked up the now warm Kagome and flew to his domain.
***
Landing in the grounds of his domain, Sesshoumaru’s faithful servant Jaken scurried out to do his Master’s bidding. Since Rin had grown up and married, Jaken missed the slightly annoying girl’s presence, it gave him something to do whenever his Master was not beating him or ordering him around. “Sesshoumaru-sama! Welcome back, Sesshoumaru-sama!” Jaken landed to his knees in front of his esteemed lord, bowing to the ground with his upper torso.
Sesshoumaru sniffed at his pathetic servant’s actions of groveling. Although it was slightly amusing at how loyal the thing was after so many years of being beaten, then turned into a nurse, and now just a castellan. Kicking Jaken slightly with his foot, the lower youkai squeaked with fear of being sent flying across the courtyard. “Sesshoumaru-sama?!” He said in a questionable exclamation.
“Jaken, find this ningen a room, and make sure she is fed.” He dropped the mildly damp bundle of raven locks and bright colored fabric in front of him before walking into his home hearing a muffled curse behind him from both the girl and his servant.
Kagome wrapped the haori even more tightly around her as she walked passed the leering youkai males, while she was being led to her new room. When she got there, she withheld a gasp of surprise, the room was large and lavish. A corner of large fluffy pillows supplied her bed, instead of a mattress, the walls covered with tapestry of vibrant blues and purples. There was also a semi-transparent screen across the room elaborately painted with swans and a waterfall. Behind it was a bathing pool, the hot spring water brought in from a crack in the wall above allowing the water to trickle down serenely, and let out through a hole on the other side, keeping it fresh and warm at all times.
Hearing the door slam behind her and a click of a lock bolt sliding into place, brought Kagome from her awe. “Hey!” She ran to the door pounding on it. “Let me out of here god damnit!” She brought her fists up against the door harder, this time causing it to splinter slightly under her now faintly glowing hand. Blood gently seeped off her hand when she removed a splinter caused from the onslaught. It fell to the floor in small droplets of red rain.
Ignoring the slight pain from her hand, she concentrated on the fact that she had been able to use some of her miko powers for something other than survival. A grin of mischief lit her face for the first time in months. ‘Let Sesshoumaru come and try something with me, I will give him a blast he won’t forget!’
The grin still upon her face, Kagome felt a sense of tiredness overcome her. Perhaps that little bit of energy she used drained her, but with some rest and proper nutrition, she would be back to her full potential in a few weeks. Until then, she had to find other small ways to keep Sesshoumaru from her and the tiny sparks of power she still held within should be enough to keep him at bay at least for a little while.
Kagome yawned deeply as her body walked to the fluffy pillows and collapsed in a deep state of relaxation. Her dreams filled with many different ways to fight back, to escape and be free once again. In the mists of her dream though, it became total darkness, her dream body couldn’t breathe as the feeling of dread surrounded her.
“Dear pet, where have you flown off to?” The deep sadistic voice of Naraku vibrated throughout the pitch black cavern of her dream. “Or was it, the jackal has stolen a weakened piece of prey for himself?”
Kagome shuddered, placing her hands over her ears to try and block out the sound that tortured her endlessly day and night for so long. “Go away! You are not real, I am free of you!” She screamed aloud, hoping she would wake up from this nightmare.
A dark form started to appear in front of her as if crawling out of the inky darkness. “I am real, pet. You will never be free of me, you and I are connected by blood and magic. Where ever you go, I shall be there with you. Whatever you feel, I can feel. And much to my liking, anytime I please, you will feel my touch, my mouth, and my punishments.” He stood closer to her now, staring into her tear filled eyes. “Understand pet? No one will touch what belongs to me, or you will be punished!” His eyes red with rage, he grabbed her by the nape of her neck pulling her closer, his breath so real and hot upon her cheek.
His tongue lashed out to lick away hot tears, and Kagome felt sick to her stomach. Naraku released her but not before he dug his nails into the side of her neck, marring her skin. “Remember Kagome, mine. No one else may touch you the way I have or you will feel my anger. I will get you back from that mangy dog soon enough, but until then, consider this a new game between us. See how long you can keep Sesshoumaru from you, and how long before I can make you scream in agony from your impending betrayal.”
Kagome awoke with a startled cry, tears streaming down her face. “It was so real.” She whispered into the empty room. She wiped the sweat slicked hair from her face and neck, but when she brought her hand back to in front of her it showed signs of blood. Her eyes widened, as she wiped the bloody hand on the pillow beneath her, perhaps she had knocked open the cut from the splinter during her fitful dreams. When the cut showed no signs of being open, a small stinging sensation was on her neck, it didn’t hurt so much as it felt like an very painful bug bite.
She reached her hand back once again to rub the spot she had been bitten, to only find her hand with traces of blood again. “What? A bug couldn’t have caused this much of a wound.” She raced over to the bathing pool and stared into the clear reflection.
To her utter horror, there on the side of her neck was four lacerations, similar to scratch marks from nails. “No. He couldn’t be able to. It’s impossible!!” She yelled out, taking her hand swiping the water as if to dispell the reality of what happened.
‘Tsk, tsk, pet. You think your Master would intentionally lie to you?’ Naraku spoke devilishly into her mind. It was as if two people were inside her head, the devil and its victim.
‘Get out! Leave me be!’ She screamed mentally.
‘You are mine, that was merely an example of what I can do to you, even though I am not there. Remember my words well, no one may touch you as I have.’ Naraku’s voice faded from her mind, just as Kagome screamed aloud. “Leave you bastard!!!!”
“To whom do you speak bitch?” Sesshoumaru fumed in rage. He had walked in to check on her living conditions, only to find her staring at the wall, her back facing him, acting as if she had not heard him enter. Then she had the audacity to scream at him to leave, in his own home mind you.
Kagome turned around swiftly, losing her balance and splashing rear first into the bathing pool. “Sesshoumaru.. I…” She let her hair cover her face, keeping her eyes downcast. “Sorry Sesshoumaru-sama, I did not hear you enter, I was merely speaking to myself.”
“Why would you tell yourself to leave?” He asked curious of her response. He did not sense anything that would indicate falseness in her answer.
“I, I am sorry but I can not tell you.” Kagome sighed. “Do with me as you wish Sesshoumaru for being obstinate. Or else leave me be please.” She wanted nothing to be alone, to figure out what to do, but how could she when there were two presences in her life, one of flesh and blood and one who haunted her mind?
“You will tell me one day soon, that I promise you Kagome. For now, I merely came to check upon your room. Seeing that it is well enough for one of your station, food will be sent immediately, along with clothing that will befit your status. Until tonight slave girl.” Sesshoumaru said hurriedly, needing to leave before he ravished her.
Although he gave no care to her willingness, or feelings, he did not want a servant intruding on the seduction of her. Only in his private wing would no one hear her throes of passion as he plunged hard and fast into her silky, sweet smelling depths. “Be prepared, no one will help you once we are alone.”
Sesshoumaru approached his domain, with the sleeping cargo on his shoulder. The first thing the wench needed was a bath. He refused to let the sickening smell of Naraku soil his home. Spotting a pond outside his border, he landed softly with perfect grace. Laying the girl down, he removed the over sized shirt, and disintegrated it with his poison. Anything that had the lingering smell of Naraku was not welcomed on his border and immediately dispatched. Luckily, you could wash away the scent from a human body.
Picking the miko up once again, he strode to the water’s edge. A sinister smile appeared as he threw her into the chilled pond. She came up screaming and sputtering water from the shocking wake up. “Bathe and get that disgusting stench from you.”
Kagome’s eyes glinted with a long lost fire as she watched the taiyoukai stare at her with contemptuous amusement. “How dare you just throw me around like a rag doll Sesshoumaru! And! I do not smell!” She spat out furiously.
Sesshoumaru merely chuckled at the girl’s temper, before striding into the pond with her. “Would you like me to teach you a lesson? Granted your scent is pleasing and clean, but the scent of Naraku is of which you reek. I will not allow you to bring that into my home. Now, either you will bathe, efficiently I might add. Or I will do it for you, which will not be pleasant in anyway.”
Kagome’s eyes widened from the beginning when he first came into the water. She thought he would drown her, but he had not. He had only threatened her and she knew he would keep to his threat if she did not hurry herself. “Can I have some privacy at least?” She said half hoping he would comply.
“What would be the need? Your body has been open to my gaze since I found you. Besides, I may take a bath myself and assist you with your own so I know you are clean to my satisfaction.” Sesshoumaru made his way back to the shoreline, and proceeded to disrobe.
“Doesn’t anyone give a girl privacy anymore?” Kagome mumbled to herself. As she began to swim under the water and scrub at her skin with her hands. ‘How am I supposed to get clean if I have nothing to do it with?’ She thought to herself while under the water.
Coming up to take breath of air, Kagome nearly choked on the cold and frigid water when she bumped into a hard, solid body. Large arms encircled her within a forceful embrace. “You will stay within my sight at all times girl.” Sesshoumaru said into her ear, as his naked, hard body pressed against her soft one.
“Yes Sesshoumaru. Please will you release me?” Kagome shivered as she felt a large solid piece of him push into her delicate stomach.
“Why? Does this make you uncomfortable?” He said sarcastically as he rubbed against her more. He saw her cast her eyes off to the side suddenly as he could smell the saltiness of her tears. “Very well, finish.” He said coldly as he released her to finish his own bathing rituals.
Kagome breathed in a sigh of relief when he let her go. Too many times did she get forced into situations like that, and too many times were her tears ignored, her pleads and screams only caused them a heightened pleasure wanting her even more. She completed scrubbing herself, trying desperately to feel somewhat clean and free from Naraku’s presence on her skin. Despite Sesshoumaru saying how she needed to bathe, she too felt the need to scrub herself raw to try and dispatch the months of torture and dirty touches she had received.
Making her way to shore, she stood shivering in the brisk breeze, she had no clothing and not even a towel to dry off her water slicked body. Sesshoumaru made his way to her from his spot on the shore, throwing her his haori. “Here. Weak girl, I do not want your death from a simple chill. We must go, I believe you humans’ require nourishment every day, and you appear half starved as it is. For a toy, Naraku took horrible care of your physical requirements.” Sesshoumaru snorted with discontent, before he picked up the now warm Kagome and flew to his domain.
***
Landing in the grounds of his domain, Sesshoumaru’s faithful servant Jaken scurried out to do his Master’s bidding. Since Rin had grown up and married, Jaken missed the slightly annoying girl’s presence, it gave him something to do whenever his Master was not beating him or ordering him around. “Sesshoumaru-sama! Welcome back, Sesshoumaru-sama!” Jaken landed to his knees in front of his esteemed lord, bowing to the ground with his upper torso.
Sesshoumaru sniffed at his pathetic servant’s actions of groveling. Although it was slightly amusing at how loyal the thing was after so many years of being beaten, then turned into a nurse, and now just a castellan. Kicking Jaken slightly with his foot, the lower youkai squeaked with fear of being sent flying across the courtyard. “Sesshoumaru-sama?!” He said in a questionable exclamation.
“Jaken, find this ningen a room, and make sure she is fed.” He dropped the mildly damp bundle of raven locks and bright colored fabric in front of him before walking into his home hearing a muffled curse behind him from both the girl and his servant.
Kagome wrapped the haori even more tightly around her as she walked passed the leering youkai males, while she was being led to her new room. When she got there, she withheld a gasp of surprise, the room was large and lavish. A corner of large fluffy pillows supplied her bed, instead of a mattress, the walls covered with tapestry of vibrant blues and purples. There was also a semi-transparent screen across the room elaborately painted with swans and a waterfall. Behind it was a bathing pool, the hot spring water brought in from a crack in the wall above allowing the water to trickle down serenely, and let out through a hole on the other side, keeping it fresh and warm at all times.
Hearing the door slam behind her and a click of a lock bolt sliding into place, brought Kagome from her awe. “Hey!” She ran to the door pounding on it. “Let me out of here god damnit!” She brought her fists up against the door harder, this time causing it to splinter slightly under her now faintly glowing hand. Blood gently seeped off her hand when she removed a splinter caused from the onslaught. It fell to the floor in small droplets of red rain.
Ignoring the slight pain from her hand, she concentrated on the fact that she had been able to use some of her miko powers for something other than survival. A grin of mischief lit her face for the first time in months. ‘Let Sesshoumaru come and try something with me, I will give him a blast he won’t forget!’
The grin still upon her face, Kagome felt a sense of tiredness overcome her. Perhaps that little bit of energy she used drained her, but with some rest and proper nutrition, she would be back to her full potential in a few weeks. Until then, she had to find other small ways to keep Sesshoumaru from her and the tiny sparks of power she still held within should be enough to keep him at bay at least for a little while.
Kagome yawned deeply as her body walked to the fluffy pillows and collapsed in a deep state of relaxation. Her dreams filled with many different ways to fight back, to escape and be free once again. In the mists of her dream though, it became total darkness, her dream body couldn’t breathe as the feeling of dread surrounded her.
“Dear pet, where have you flown off to?” The deep sadistic voice of Naraku vibrated throughout the pitch black cavern of her dream. “Or was it, the jackal has stolen a weakened piece of prey for himself?”
Kagome shuddered, placing her hands over her ears to try and block out the sound that tortured her endlessly day and night for so long. “Go away! You are not real, I am free of you!” She screamed aloud, hoping she would wake up from this nightmare.
A dark form started to appear in front of her as if crawling out of the inky darkness. “I am real, pet. You will never be free of me, you and I are connected by blood and magic. Where ever you go, I shall be there with you. Whatever you feel, I can feel. And much to my liking, anytime I please, you will feel my touch, my mouth, and my punishments.” He stood closer to her now, staring into her tear filled eyes. “Understand pet? No one will touch what belongs to me, or you will be punished!” His eyes red with rage, he grabbed her by the nape of her neck pulling her closer, his breath so real and hot upon her cheek.
His tongue lashed out to lick away hot tears, and Kagome felt sick to her stomach. Naraku released her but not before he dug his nails into the side of her neck, marring her skin. “Remember Kagome, mine. No one else may touch you the way I have or you will feel my anger. I will get you back from that mangy dog soon enough, but until then, consider this a new game between us. See how long you can keep Sesshoumaru from you, and how long before I can make you scream in agony from your impending betrayal.”
Kagome awoke with a startled cry, tears streaming down her face. “It was so real.” She whispered into the empty room. She wiped the sweat slicked hair from her face and neck, but when she brought her hand back to in front of her it showed signs of blood. Her eyes widened, as she wiped the bloody hand on the pillow beneath her, perhaps she had knocked open the cut from the splinter during her fitful dreams. When the cut showed no signs of being open, a small stinging sensation was on her neck, it didn’t hurt so much as it felt like an very painful bug bite.
She reached her hand back once again to rub the spot she had been bitten, to only find her hand with traces of blood again. “What? A bug couldn’t have caused this much of a wound.” She raced over to the bathing pool and stared into the clear reflection.
To her utter horror, there on the side of her neck was four lacerations, similar to scratch marks from nails. “No. He couldn’t be able to. It’s impossible!!” She yelled out, taking her hand swiping the water as if to dispell the reality of what happened.
‘Tsk, tsk, pet. You think your Master would intentionally lie to you?’ Naraku spoke devilishly into her mind. It was as if two people were inside her head, the devil and its victim.
‘Get out! Leave me be!’ She screamed mentally.
‘You are mine, that was merely an example of what I can do to you, even though I am not there. Remember my words well, no one may touch you as I have.’ Naraku’s voice faded from her mind, just as Kagome screamed aloud. “Leave you bastard!!!!”
“To whom do you speak bitch?” Sesshoumaru fumed in rage. He had walked in to check on her living conditions, only to find her staring at the wall, her back facing him, acting as if she had not heard him enter. Then she had the audacity to scream at him to leave, in his own home mind you.
Kagome turned around swiftly, losing her balance and splashing rear first into the bathing pool. “Sesshoumaru.. I…” She let her hair cover her face, keeping her eyes downcast. “Sorry Sesshoumaru-sama, I did not hear you enter, I was merely speaking to myself.”
“Why would you tell yourself to leave?” He asked curious of her response. He did not sense anything that would indicate falseness in her answer.
“I, I am sorry but I can not tell you.” Kagome sighed. “Do with me as you wish Sesshoumaru for being obstinate. Or else leave me be please.” She wanted nothing to be alone, to figure out what to do, but how could she when there were two presences in her life, one of flesh and blood and one who haunted her mind?
“You will tell me one day soon, that I promise you Kagome. For now, I merely came to check upon your room. Seeing that it is well enough for one of your station, food will be sent immediately, along with clothing that will befit your status. Until tonight slave girl.” Sesshoumaru said hurriedly, needing to leave before he ravished her.
Although he gave no care to her willingness, or feelings, he did not want a servant intruding on the seduction of her. Only in his private wing would no one hear her throes of passion as he plunged hard and fast into her silky, sweet smelling depths. “Be prepared, no one will help you once we are alone.”