InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Flaming Passion ❯ Graveyard ( Chapter 8 )
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Chapter 8
Graveyard
(Warning: Lime)
With dawn approaching, a wave of relief surged through everyone. Rin had snuggled herself next to her adoptive mother. Inuyasha plopped himself where he stood and rested his head against his chest. Fatigued from travel and battle, everyone else followed suit. Sesshomaru knelt by the human woman who had risked her life to save him from the rampaging earth wyvern. Her arm had gashes, but he knew she would heal as she returned to her demon state.
“One life can change many others, yet that life is so fragile,” he murmured to himself. He leaned over by her face, and came closer to her sleeping lips. He was nearly upon them when Sesshomaru noticed Inuyasha was staring. “Inuyasha!” he snapped. Inuyasha flinched when his brother snapped at him. He knew since he was a human he could never take on his demon brother. Inuyasha froze obediently hoping Sesshomaru would leave, but he had doubts because Rin was asleep. Sesshomaru sighed deeply, “not now little brother. I am much too tired for a petty squabble.” Sesshomaru rested down and rolled to Kia's side. He wrapped an arm around her form and drifted away to slumber. Kagome gripped Inuyasha's arm.
“I think he's changed for the better.” Inuyasha just huffed and grunted in his usual fashion.
“Whatever. I guy like him will never be sympathetic toward anyone,” Inuyasha argued. Kagome shook her head.
“I really think he's different,” she continued.
“You won't be saying that when he slices your neck in the middle of the night!” Inuyasha growled. Kagome gave up on him and walked toward to Sango, whose head was rested on Kirara's fur. Inuyasha sat down close to them sentry-like and dozed off with everyone else.
The daybreak's wind was stirring restlessly. A wicked presence swept through the battleground. It landed silently on the ground as if like cat paws. The wind sorceress was beginning her spell. Kagura walked daintily toward the sleeping demon aristocrat. Her spell chimed through his ears and buried itself into his unconscious mind.
O mighty lord of the west,
Dream of me when thy rests.
My beloved Sesshomaru,
Think of me and I think of you.
Kagura kneeled down and kissed him on his forehead, in the middle of the crescent moon. She lifted the carcass of Tama with her whirlwind and she drifted away on her feather silently. Sesshomaru's body quivered and his hands shuddered as the enchantment disturbed his dreams.
Sesshomaru stood in the demons' forest in solitude. His eyes were focused on the path ahead until a gust blew by. He closed his eyes and let the breeze engulf his whole body. Soon Kagura's arms encircled his body and he embraced her back.
“I knew you would wait for me,” she whispered.
“I wish to wait no longer,” he moaned. He pulled her to his chest and locked lips ferociously. Their tongues touched fervently with breaths fast and longing. Sesshomaru came out of the kiss and nipped at Kagura's neck until droplets of blood spilled. He licked everyone much to the delight of Kagura. “I must have you!” He yanked at her kimono to expose her flesh.
“Don't stop!” He heard those last words until he wrenched himself from the dream.
He awoke sweaty and winded. He squeezed his chest to stop the pain of the realism. He attempted to stifle it to avoid disturbing the others. He became even more vexed at the sight of his aroused manhood.
“No!” He thought to himself. “I can't have these thoughts of infidelity, especially with my wife's worst foe.” He groaned and pulled at his bangs. If only he knew what hell plagued Kia at that moment.
She was a true dragon with scaled lining her face and limbs. She sniffed the air and he pupils narrowed.
“Kagura, where are you?” she snarled. Kia looked overhead and saw a vast amount of demons being pulled by an unseen force. She had to investigate the source for it could have been wyvern activity. It came from a secluded cavern that reeked of burned tissue. She felt being snatched by her collar and dragged toward it by some great gravitational force. She looked at the hand that grasped her. “Kagura!” she snapped.
“If I shall be imprisoned, so shall you!” Then they were hauled to a human body swathed by bandages and darkness consumed all.
Kia lurched forward with red mist clouding her eyes. She roared something unearthly, which startled all.
“I shall tear the wind spawn to shreds!” she bellowed. She lunged off the ground with great wings and flew away, scattering debris and dust. Inuyasha eyed the horizon.
“Morning and the smell of an untamable full dragon,” he grumbled. Sesshomaru was taken utterly aback and could not respond.
“The scent of a full demon. She will fight until her death,” he chanted blankly. Sesshomaru gazed at the ground and stood at the spot like a puppet. He still couldn't take his attention off the dream. Inuyasha shook him vigorously.
“She is your wife, you need to stop her!” Sesshomaru was still blank like a sheet. “Damn it! Get out of your dumb stare and hurry up before innocents are killed!” Inuyasha punched him on the cheek, and his eyes became focused. Sesshomaru leapt forward toward the path of his lover. “Oh, now he wakes up!” Inuyasha had a feeling Kia was pursuing Kagura when she mentioned the “wind spawn”. He took this as an opportunity to find Naraku. Kagome latched to his back with Sango and Miroku at the rear.
Kia burst through a forceful barrier. With nothing but revenge and blood thirst on her mind she followed the trail. There was no castle, no buildings on any sort, or any signs of Naraku. The land was barren and was laden with bones, corpses, and the odor of rotting flesh.
“You damned me for an eternity in this hell, Kagura. Now it is time to pay up with your sinful soul!” she shouted toward the lands. She could hear a cackling.
“I don't think I will be the one who shall pay the ultimate price, my dear enraged one,” Kagura taunted. Kagura was standing in the very middle of the wasteland with no sign of Naraku or any other incarnations. “Before we fight I think we need a little history on this land which we stand on.” Kia just readied her claws and set herself in a pouncing position.
“Must you mouth on to prolong your death?” Kia snapped.
“This area is of great importance and it is much involved on your life. For it is the Wyvern Graveyard! Every wyvern that has fought and died lies here, many which you killed, and the lust of revenge survives long after death! Dance of the Dead!” The bones and flesh rose to fight again. Kia was surrounded by deceased wyverns. The demon blood within her did not fear it wanted to kill.
“Hyo, Tama, Ryukotsei, and so many more live,” Kia hissed.
“Now attack, and have your revenge satisfied on the beast that destroyed you!” Kagura commanded. They all lunged toward her. She sliced the weaker ones, yet they reappeared unharmed. She slashed at the face of Tama with burning claws.
“Ember Fist!” Kia launched a flaming fist at the eye of Ryukotsei the half-wyvern. There were hundreds and regenerating after every barrage of attacks. Her face was covered by the scales of the unrestrained demon form and bits of flesh and blood from her own wounds. She howled again, sent a fiery shockwave, and knocked them back. The battle was completely futile. Kagura cackled.
“Soon Sesshomaru shall be mine to love and only I!” she hollered. Tama dashed to her and she grappled him with both hands. Ryukotsei launched and energy blast and collided with her, which in turn sending her flying and left her unable to attack or defend.
“Blood is being spilt. Dragon blood!” Sesshomaru's head pounded. He dashed with a heavy chest, past the resisting barrier, as did everyone else. He saw a mass of undead monsters leering at a target in the air. Sesshomaru reached the vicinity only to find horror beyond imagine. Kia was limp with blood-splattered clothes and skin in the helplessly in the air. Hyo launched a foot long icicle thought his hand and impaled Kia through the gut. The icicle went straight out the other side and landed by her body. Kia with tears in her crimson filled eyes desperately crawled toward Kagura. Her own wings weighed her down as she gripped the ground trying to continue.
“Sesshomaru, I am sorry. She won,” she whimpered not knowing he was only feet away from her. She collapsed to the ground with wings folded over her, dying.