InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart stealing PIRATE! (i love you). ❯ Deals with the devil...or hanyou. ( Chapter 2 )

I hope you guys liked the first chapter, because here comes the next one! YAAAAAAAAAAY!

 

 

 

“Inuyasha, I have the other woman locked in my room,” Miroku said, following as Inuyasha lugged his burden to his room.

 

“Good…go,” Inuyasha said as he hauled the shivering, soaking wet girl the rest of the way to his cabin where he stripped her of her shirt, trying to ignore her voluptuous physique to tend the deep wound.

 

Bax, the man who'd stabbed her, had jammed this knife in to the hilt, a three inch incision that oozed blood. He washed the wound as good as he could before taking four sloppy stitches in it and wiping the blood away.

 

He noticed a huge amount of bruising along her rib cage and neck and there was a small hole in her side. It was amazing how much drive she had to still be fighting with that much pain.

 

He pulled his thin blanket over to cover her and sat down in a chair close to the bed and waited for her to awaken.

 

>>>>>

 

Kagome woke to a sharp, sore pain in her abdomen but otherwise felt fine and hauled herself up. A hand was placed on her shoulder and she shrank away from it, turning to punch them where ever she could find contact when a voice that made her tummy and thighs tingle rushed over her.

 

“No, don't move, you'll pull the stitches,” he said gently, pushing her down.

 

“PLEASE! Just let me go!” she said, her eyes filling with tears.

 

His face instantly hardened. “NO. I won't.”

 

“I don't understand! Why?” Kagome asked desperately.

 

He said nothing to her, just turned and walked out.

 

<<<<<

 

Sango had been cooped up in the small room curled up in the corner for what felt like forever when, apparently, she'd fallen asleep. She felt herself being lifted and set on something soft and she was wrapped in a strong warmth. She opened eyes and met beautiful violet orbs that were zeroed in on her.

 

She tried to struggled out of the hold of whoever had her, only succeeding in lining her hips with his and brining them closer.

 

“Let me go,” Sango said through her teeth.

 

“I'm not going to hurt, so you might as well just enjoy it,” the man said, giving her a lecherous smile.

 

“I don't know about you, but I'm not in the habit of waking up with strangers,” Sango said, trying to fight herself free of him.

 

“Awww…It's always so fun, though,” he said, giving her a mock pout.

 

“Well, I'm not that kind of girl,” Sango said.

 

“I can make you that kind of woman,” the man said against Sango's ear, making her shiver up and down her spine.

 

“Like I'd be attracted to you? Ha!” Sango said, continuing to twist in his grasp.

 

“I think you already are,” the man said, pulling her closer.

 

“Judging by the pressure I feel on my stomach, you've got it back wards,” Sango said, pushing as hard as she could with her palms flat on his chest.

She finally freed herself from him and got on the dirty floor, curling up to conserve her body heat.

 

“Okay I'm sorry. It was only a joke. You can sleep on the bed and I won't touch you,” the man said, sitting up to look over the edge of the bed at her.

 

Sango looked at him skeptically. “You promise?” she asked, hating the way the dirt clung to her arms and neck.

 

“Yes, I promise,” he said, pulling the covers back.

 

“Alright,” she said, getting into the bed with a wary look and turning her back on him.

 

“Are you really going to sleep in your dress?” he asked.

 

“Of course! I have nothing else to change into,” Sango said, looking at him with wide eyes.

 

“Well I can think of something,” he said, the lecherous gleam back.

 

“I knew you couldn't keep your promise…” Sango started to say, stopping when she heard his laugh.

 

“Alright, no more games,” he said, his hands raised defensively, “go to sleep. You've had a very stressful day.”

 

Sango turned over again and fell asleep. She was only dimly aware that, minutes after she fallen asleep, there was something warm pressed against her left side.

 

>>>>>

 

“Kagome! Kagome! Where are you?” Kagome heard a familiar yet distant voice as something blocked her sight.

“Momma?” Kagome asked, her voice sounding like that of a child.

“Oh, thank goodness I found you! We have to hide, ok?” a woman who looked extremely similar to herself said, looking around desperately for a place to store her. She spotted a crate and pulled the top off, putting her inside and shutting it.

As her mother was heard bustling around outside the crate, a pounding was heard. Her mother gasped and tripped.

“You're coming with me,” A man said, his feet advancing towards her mother.

“No!” her mother screamed biting him. She was slammed against the wall and she cried out in pain. Kagome looked in through he cracks in the crate and a knife was placed at her mother's throat.

“Kill me,” her mother said, her voice sounding resigned and she closed her beautiful blue eyes, so much like her own as the knife bit into her mother's neck. Blood was streaming everywhere, soaking the rich, expensive looking dress her mother wore.

But, as Kagome watched, it was her that was being killed, her that was having her throat cut open and her blood that spilled.

 

Kagome woke in the terror of a nightmare and sweat of a fever to find the silver haired man staring at her while she slept.

 

Kagome sat up quickly, the cover slipping from her shoulders and pooling around her naked waist for a second, long enough for the hanyou to get a look at what lay under the covers. `If he hasn't already!' Kagome thought to herself irritably, pulling the cover quickly over herself once again.

 

“Why am I not wearing clothes? I was yesterday,” Kagome asked angrily, glaring accusingly at the man.

 

“Your cut started bleeding again and ruined your shirt, so I had to take it off you,” Inuyasha said with a scowl, crossing his arms over his wide chest in annoyance.

 

“Oh…” Kagome said, looking away and feeling around on her stomach for the pain. When she found it and added slight pressure, she doubled over in pain.

 

“You dumb ass! You're guna rip the stitches!” he yelled at her, pulling her hand away and ripping the covers back to inspect the damage, exposing her naked breasts. He didn't seem to be looking at them, but she still pulled the covers back up as fast as she could.

 

“What are you doing?” Kagome asked, pushing him away.

 

“I'm trying to see if you broke the stitches, you idiot,” the man said, grabbing her arms and holding her back as he again looked at the stitches.

 

Kagome wrapped her arms as far around her chest as she could, concealing a little bit of her breasts.

 

“ You're luck you didn't rip them, cause then I'd have to sew them back,” the man said, looking up and catching sight of what she tried to conceal. He smirked before stepping away.

 

“You're going to tell me what you want with me,” Kagome said, her jaw set and her eyes narrowed.

 

“O.k. so you obviously don't get how the captive, captor thing works. Let me enlighten you: you are my prisoner. You do what I say when I say it, or else. I ask the questions and I give the orders, are we clear?” the man asked, his face set angrily.

 

Kagome stayed silent, her eyes defying him. The man's eyes flashed and pale reddish color, like he was keeping something leashed, and he raised his hand as if to strike her. He yanked his arm back at the last second, looking angry with himself and with her.

 

“Are we clear?” he asked calmly, his muscles tensed and his jaw locked.

 

“I- we are clear,” Kagome said, hating that she had to submit to him but knowing that it was her only choice given the situation.

 

“Good. Now I think that I have come up with a solution that makes me happy,” Inuyasha said, smirking at her with a glint in his gorgeous eyes.

 

<<<<<

“No!” the woman, Kagome, said, her eyes wide in horror.

 

“It is your only solution either that or…well I've already made it very clear,” Inuyasha said, loving the expression on her face.

 

“I won't!” Kagome said, balling up her fists.

 

“You will,” Inuyasha said confidently.

 

“Why?” Kagome asked, her voice breaking. She no longer looked like the agile captain of one of the rival pirate ships. Now she looked like more. She was cunning, you could see it in her eyes as she sat. She was always planning, learning quickly and piecing puzzles together. She was very strong, stronger than what she originally appeared. When he'd fought her on her ship, she had seemed strong as a man, slaying his men with a vicious precision. Now, she was strong as a woman, kicking his ass in hand to hand, living through a wound no woman or man he'd ever known could endure. She was beautiful, with her long, raven hair, her tiny waist and large breasts. Her face was angelic, each feature perfect and angular, softening over her cheeks and hardening at her stubborn jaw.

 

“Tsktsktsk, I told you, I ask the questions,” Inuaysha said, loving the fire that automatically leapt in her eyes when he refused her.

 

She growled in rage under her breath and glared at him.

 

“You may hate it all you want, but you will do it,” Inuyasha said, hating the way her eyes got teary and her jaw softened, making her look vulnerable.

 

She turned away from him and he saw her hand come up to wipe the tears away. She straightened her spine and her chin came up defiantly.

 

“I'll do it,” Kagome said, her voice strong with determination and resolution.

 

“I already knew you would,” Inuyasha said with a smirk, “You never had a choice.”

 

>>>>>

 

The man had finally left the room and Kagome could breath. She got up out of bed, hoping no one would come in while she searched for clothes in her naked state.

 

She found a long shirt the came down to her knees and a belt that would hold a gun…if he'd left one in it. She tied the belt so that it cinched around her small waist. Some of the buttons were broken at the top. There was really nothing she could do about it except to hold it closed.

 

She paced around the room, dreading the moment when he would come back in.

 

<<<<<

 

Sango finally woke up to arms cradling her to a hard chest; sweet breath was blowing in her face and filling her nostrils. She looked up into a serene face; the long lashes shadowing his face and his lips slightly open.

 

Sango smiled at the image. He looked so innocent, so unlike the big pervert she was finding him to be. He was definitely a beautiful man. She reached her hand up and curved it around his face, cupping his cheek and inaudibly gasping at the emotions that ran all through her body, making her chest hurt.

 

A sudden smile curved his lips and illuminated his whole face. His eyes opened with an unearthly violet color and they sparkled with a weird, happy light. His hand came over hers, holding it in place.

 

“I thought I was a stranger,” he said, smiling even more.

 

“You are,” Sango said wryly, pushing out of his arms and getting up, tying her hair up in a knot. Some short, wispy curls gathered around her face.

 

She heard him groan from behind her. “I slept too long,” he said as he got up.

 

“That's not my fault,” Sango grumbled from where she tried without success to smooth out the stupid dress she was wearing.

 

“Oh it's completely your fault, my dear,” he said.

 

“How?” Sango said angrily, turned around quickly to glare at him.

 

“It would violate our deal,” he said with a crooked grin that almost stopped her heart.

 

“Fine, if it's my fault, maybe I should sleep on the floor like I originally intended. We can't have you oversleeping,” Sango said sarcastically, “So there is no deal!”

 

“Well, since there's no deal…” he said, dropping off with a lecherous grin and coming toward her.

 

Sango backed up until she was against the wall. His lips were on hers in the first kiss of her life, sucking the breath out of her and making her slump against the wall. His hands went around her waist, dropping down to cup her butt.

 

Sango's eyes flashed open and she forcefully smacked him in the face. His head snapped back and he immediately let go of her. Sango stepped away and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking down at her lap.

 

“You really shouldn't touch me like that,” she said, her fists balled up.

 

“I…I'm sorry. I got carried away. It won't happen again,” He said, his jaw clenched.

 

“I…I'm…” Sango tried to apologize.

 

“I have to go,” he said, slamming the door as he went.

 

Tears came to Sango's eyes. “Why the hell am I crying for someone I barely even know?!”

 

>>>>>

 

Inuyasha's shoulders sagged as he made his way back to his room. He'd been working hard all day, so he doubted that he and Kagome could put their deal into action tonight.

 

He opened the door and there was the angel, spread out on his bed, her eyes closed.

 

“You don't have to pretend you're asleep,” he said wryly.

 

“It's very hard to put it past you, isn't?” Kagome asked sarcastically, sitting up and stretching.

 

“Yes,” he said, giving her a quick smile, “Come here.”

 

She shrank away form him, curling in on herself. “Please don't.”

 

“Come here!” he yelled grabbing her and pulling her up from the bed.

 

He saw her eyes light up with fear and her muscled tensed. She slid her foot behind his knee and knocked him over, taking herself down on top of him. He rolled them over so that he was on top, supporting his weight with a hand on each side of her head. He looked down on her with angry eyes.

 

“Please,” Kagome said, closing her eyes tightly.

 

His weight was removed and just when she thought he was going to leave her alone…

 

“Oomph!” she said as she was scooped up into strong arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

 

“What are you doing?” Kagome asked as she was gently deposited on the bed and he unhooked his belt from her waist and unbuttoning the shirt. She ducked under the covers.

 

“Our deal was you would do anything I wanted in bed,” Inuyasha said, removing his own clothes.

 

“Please!” she yelled as he got in bed with her and pulled her close. She tensed as his hands stroked her body.

 

She looked away from him and clenched her eyes shut as his hands continued to roam, making her skin heat.

 

His hands slowed and eventually stopped, laying still on her hips. She looked over at him and…he was asleep.