InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In Bed With the Mob ❯ The Liberation ( Chapter 3 )

In Bed With the Mob:

The Liberation

Kagura sat patiently as she heard the man that had spawned her speak. He was the root of all her problems.

Ever since Sesshomaru had confessed he loved her, two years prior, she had been flying on cloud nine, until her escort came around. Sesshomaru was a dominant male that demanded his bitch be protected at all time, and though he believed her to be one of the strongest women alive, he didn't trust her father.

She had been here every day court had been in session, though she hadn't informed her husband. She did not wish to worry him. Besides, if he knew where she spent her free time, he would insist on accompanying her, and that would only bring problems. The trial wasn't going well. Ayame was an amazing lawyer that did the best she could with the lack of evidence, but Naraku had a swarm of lawyers. His Dream Team made O. J.'s defense look like a joke. She could tell by the jurors faces that it was a draw. It had looked like a hung jury for the past two months, and after Naraku finished testifying, it would most likely be an acquittal. Some bastards had all the luck.

Their eyes met as he gave her one of his charming smiles, but she knew better. That smile held a promise of pain and revenge. She was surprised he had even bothered with the stand. Bribing the jury was more his style. Then again, this had become a federal case, since apparently Hojo had offered the Feds information that might have convicted Naraku for drug trafficking. She supposed he was being extra cautious.

Ayame stood up and began her questioning. It started slow, before she worked her way up to the quencher. "Did you not order the hit on Hojo in order to keep him from testifying in a federal court against you?"

"No, I did not. I did not know I was under investigation, and if I had known, it wouldn't change anything. I am an innocent man. I have nothing to fear."

"Did you not arrange it so that Inu Yasha Takahashi would be framed for his death?"

"No."

"Weren't your intentions to eliminate Mr. Takahashi so you could seduce his wife?"

"No, I barely know Mrs. Takahashi."

"Have you not been courting her since she was barely sixteen years old?" Ayame accused.

"No." Kagura smiled.

"I present People's Exhibit 56." Ayame showed Naraku a set of pictures of Kagome wearing a school uniform while walking hand in hand with Hojo. "Then, can you explain these pictures?" She asked as she showed them to the jury.

"I've never seen them before."

"'Mr. Naraku, attached are the pictures of Miss Kagome Higurashi taken during the surveillance you requested. Our investigation shows that she is currently dating a Mr. Hojo Chan though she appears to still be a virgin.'" Ayame stopped reading from the letter and asked. "Do you still not remember these pictures?"

"No, I don't."

"Isn't it true that you were jealous that, even after you provoked the break up between Mr. Chan and the then Miss Higurashi, she chose to mend her heart with Inu Yasha Takahashi instead of with you?"

"No."

"Did you not order a hit on Mr. Inu Yasha Takahashi, and when that failed, you framed him for a murder you committed?"

"I have never ordered a hit on that man." Ayame walked with a smile towards her desk.

"Your honor, I would like to call a rebuttal witness."

"Objection!" Naraku's head lawyer spoke up. "The people closed their case months ago!"

"Your honor, Mr. Naraku perjured himself, and I have the right to prove it." The Judge, a woman of about seventy nodded. "I call to the stand Kagura Takahashi." Naraku's face contorted in momentary anger and surprise, something some jurors found interesting.

Kagura took the witness seat as she was sworn in. She knew that the ever vigilant eye of her father was upon her, but she refused to let him intimidate her. She would make her stand. Today, she would free herself from him once and for all.

"Mrs. Takahashi, what is your relationship to the defendant?" Ayame began.

"He is my father."

"Why are you here to testify against him?"

"Because he is lying."

"Objection! What are these accusations based upon?" The head defense lawyer interrupted.

"I was getting to that." Ayame complained. After the judge permitted it, she continued with her questioning, "From your father's testimony, did you hear him say something that was inaccurate?"

"Yes."

"What?"

"He lied about Kagome… He's been following her for years now. He would have me follow her on dates to know who she was with. At one point, he offered her family money in exchange of her hand."

"How do you know this?"

"He handed Yura the money in front of me."

"While you lived with your father, did you witness anything else that would lead you to believe he lied today?"

"Yes. Over eight years ago, Inu Yasha donated money to construct a home for runaway teens. Naraku fought the approval for years, at one point he called Kanna and myself to his office and ordered that one of us kill him."

"Objection!" The defense lawyer spoke up. "Hearsay!"

"The witness is speaking…"

"Save your breath," the Judge interrupted. "I would ask the defense to refrain from objecting without reason. You may continue, Mrs. Takahashi."

"Kanna agreed, but things did not work out as planned."

"Did your father ask you to kill Inu Yasha Takahashi?"

"Four days after Kanna failed, he handed me a gun and four gold plated bullets. He said, I quote, 'I want the mutt dead by sunrise.'"

"The mutt?"

"Inu Yasha is a hanyou." Kagura explained, causing some jurors to shake their heads in disgust. How can an educated man be racist?

"But, Inu Yasha is alive." Ayame protested.

"I missed," was the only explanation Kagura gave.

"No more questions." Ayame returned to her seat as Naraku's lawyers discussed what was to be done. After a few minutes, the head lawyer, a tall man with long blonde hair stood up.

"You never got along with your father."

"I didn't following his will blindly." She replied.

"Isn't it true you were a rebellious teenager, who was constantly being grounded for staying out too late with older men?"

"The men I spent time with were my father's partners."

"Isn't it true you had an abortion around the age of sixteen?"

"No."

"But, you were having unprotected sex?" He insisted.

"My father wouldn't permit me to have a boyfriend…the only men I did things with were his partners, to whom he whored me out to." Kagura spoke with rage as the tears began to escape her eyes. She may have been a virgin when Sesshomaru had taken her, but it didn't mean she hadn't sacrificed for it.

"Did you chase after those men?" He kept accusing.

"No, I ran away from them. On more than one occasion I faked food poisoning to get out of it."

"Isn't it true your father had to send you to therapy because of your unhealthy obsession with older men?"

Kagura lifted her arm and rolled her sleeve, exposing an old wound. "He sent me to therapy because after he hit me for refusing to sleep with an eighty-year-old oil pig, I asked a social worker for help." The tears kept rolling down her cheeks as she told them all what her father had done to her. She let them fall. They were healing tears, cleansing tears, freeing tears. She would never be afraid of that man again.

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Sesshomaru watched his wife as she stood by the rose beds hugging her white fur coat tightly. It was cold outside, but she didn't seem bothered. He walked up quietly behind her, but she sensed him anyway. "Are the boys in bed?"

"Yes. Jaken finally got them to go to sleep."

"Which means they will be getting up in about another half hour."

"I warned them not to."

"Did Rin leave for her slumber party?"

"About an hour ago." He replied as she turned to him in surprise.

"How long have I been out here?"

"It's going on three hours." She turned to stare at the horizon again. "Ayame called."

"Oh?"

"You should have let me go with you. I wouldn't have allowed him to question your honor."

"It was my fight."

"You don't have to fight alone." He protested.

"I wasn't. You didn't need to be there to be with me." She soothed.

"The jury was out less than an hour. He's spending his first night behind bars." Kagura's shoulders rose as a weight was lifted from her soul.

"What did he get?"

"Since they couldn't prove he had pulled the trigger himself, they settled for life instead of the death penalty."

"That has to be worse for him…Hanyou's have such long life spans." She sighed. It was over. His kingdom would crumble without his iron fist to hold it together. The winds changed course, and Kagura shivered.

"Come to bed." Sesshomaru ordered.

Kagura smiled devilishly at her husband. "Bed is what you make of it." She slipped of the fur coat and revealed the silver nightshirt she had worn that night… the first night he had freed her from Naraku.

"You'll get sick." He warned, unsure what his wife was up to.

"Then, I guess you'll have to keep me warm." She brought her hands to his silk silver robe and undid the fastening. Since when was she this forward? "I'm in a playful mood." She confessed. "And, I want to play with you." Sesshomaru raised an elegant eyebrow.

"Here?" She nodded as she pushed his robe off his shoulders and revealed his chiseled chest and hardened nipples. Her fingers kissed his skin softly as she traced the counters of his body. She moved them slowly down to his pants, where her nimble fingers did quick work of releasing them from his hips. The cold air did little to quench his growing erection. She used her warm fingertips to trace his manhood lovingly, like a mother learning the hand of her son. There was a strange warmth and glow to his wife that night. It was hard to believe she had faced her father that afternoon.

Her hand trailed a path down to his inner thigh, and lightly caressed the scar she had left him. She hadn't planned on marking him there, but he had made her feel so good…She had needed to bite, and it was his thigh, or… His thigh was the only acceptable place she had nearby. She knelt down and kissed the scar, smiling when he growled lightly, coming to full attention. She took a few steps back before unbuttoning her shirt slowly. She took her time letting it fall from her shoulders, knowing he would want to admire her breasts. Her nipples, rosy and hardened by the winter chill, called out to him. He took a step closer, but she didn't let him touch her. Instead she took one of his harden knobs into her mouth and teased it with her teeth. His hands reached immediately for her hips. He refused to give up all control. She chuckled.

"I came to a conclusion tonight." She whispered as she switched nipples. "I'm not looking for freedom in your arms because you are my freedom, and I chose to embrace it!" She almost growled as she began to suck on his nipples. He was so much taller than her, that they were the perfect height for her attentions. Sesshomaru looked up momentarily and saw the full moon… His youki would be uncontrollable soon, unless she stopped. "Tonight, I want to lose myself in you." She whispered hotly before kneeling down to attend to his navel. She made love to it with her mouth as her husband growled. His erection was pressing against her breasts, though she seemed not to notice. He held his stoic face as he refused to lose control. He would remain dominant, even when his bitch was doing the pleasing.

She surprised him by lightly kissing his tip before standing up. Taking his hands in hers, she led him to her coat, where she laid him down. She fought off a shiver from a cold. He would warm her soon enough. She walked around before crawling towards him. She stopped when their lips were above each other. She kissed him hungrily as best she could with their heads facing opposite directions. His hands were running up and down her arms as she broke the kiss to continue kissing his neck and collar bone. She crawled, almost like a cat, knowing that with each step she was offering a new part of her body to her husband's waiting mouth. He latched on to one of her nipples as she reached his the valley below his nipples. She moaned as he used his fangs to taunt the sensitized bud. With regret she moved forward, freeing her nipple. She reacquainted herself with his navel as he did the same with hers. He was enjoying the feast she was offering. The cold of the winter was forgotten the minute she licked his tip. By this time, she had her core above his mouth as a waiting offering to him. Her scent was strongest there, and it made his mouth water. He growled as his eyes flashed red the moment her lips encircled his girth. As if his manhood was ambrosia, she began to lick and suck and taste. The strong scent of her arousal mixed with the pleasure she was giving him caused him to growl as he fought back the change. His eyes glowed red as he delved his rough tongue into her awaiting hot core.

Kagura fell on her elbows at the sensations he was giving her. He had buried his claws on her hips in order to anchor himself to sanity, but Kagura did not want to remain sane. She wanted to be crazy with freedom. She wanted to be crazy in his arms. She used her elbows to support herself as she wrapped her hands around him. Starting slow, she pumped him with her hands and mouth, urging him to spill inside of her. She wanted them to lose control together.

Sesshomaru growled as he buried his fangs in her thigh, like he had forced her to do during their first meeting among the rose bushes. He lapped the blood and immediately regretted it as it ignited the flame of his youkai. He moved back to her core as he licked and sucked and teased her clit. The muffled sounds of her moans were delicious as his buried his tongue within her. She tasted like freedom. She was moving slowly again teasing him as he growled. She was close. She was too wet and sensitive not to be ready to explode. The problem was that so was he, and as much as his youki demanded her submission, he refused to spill in her mouth. His seed would only receive the best of her. Burring four fingers suddenly in her cavern, Sesshomaru made his wife scream an incoherent version of his name as she bit her tongue to protect him.

She wasn't sure how he had gotten her on her back so fast, but she knew better than to question him. She spread her legs for him as her juices dripped on the fur coat below him. He rubbed his erection along her slit, pressing it against her jewel. She moaned in pleasure as she surrendered her body to him. He bit her breast hard, drawing blood, knowing that she was enjoying the pain he gave her. He continued to torture her womanhood as he nipped, teased and bit her breasts. While she had been breast feeding, he had enjoyed the milk as much as his children, and soon, he would know that pleasure again. He kissed down, to the light bruise the bullet that had brought them together had left: A small price to pay for such an incredible woman. He shuddered at the thought he had almost allowed her to walk away from him.

Kagura rubbed herself harder against him. "Don't tease, mate! I want to fly." Sesshomaru plundered himself into her as he rolled them over. Once she was on top, she set the rhythm: Hard and fast at first, but then slow and teasing. He growled as he gripped her hips and helped her move, one breast latched to his mouth. He teased and taunted her nipple painfully, making her whimper in pleasure as she tightened her walls around him. He bit lightly in response, knowing he was closer than she. That was not permissible. Slipping one hand between them, he began to tease her jewel like he teased the nipple in his mouth. She screamed as her walls convulsed.

He was quick turning the tables. He was on top again, and this time, he set the speed: Fast and hard. He was close and needed his release. The friction building her last orgasm, she felt a third one near. Tightly wrapping her legs around him, she matched his thrusts. "I'm yours!" She screamed, and instantaneously received her desired response. He spilled his hot seed inside her, provoking her final orgasm.

Even with him collapsed above her, Kagura was flying. Somehow, she was five again, and she was on her feather ridding the sunrise. She turned her head and saw the sun reaching above the trees in surprise. How long had they been out there? Had she passed out? He moved above her, sending electric shocks down her body. This was the bliss of freedom. She knew it as she tightened her legs around his waist. He was her salvation, and she refused to give up on him. "Let's see if you're still this amiable when you're complaining that you look fat." He growled as he rolled them over, covering her with her coat. He should get her inside. It wasn't healthy to have her naked in the winter morning.

She buried her face in his chest and whispered, "I love you."

"And I you." It was as close as he got to the words, but she didn't care. She knew his heart lived her and their children.

"Wait, why would I complain I look fat?" She suddenly asked. The only time she hadn't felt at ease with her weight had been during her pregnancy. He smirked, and she shivered. Male pride hung heavy from his face.

"The house is getting quiet." He defended himself when she glared at him.

"And Jaken has threatened to quit if we have more children!" She reminded him. Sesshomaru shrugged before he kissed her abdomen. Kagura sighed happily: a child was a blessing.

He may have been her freedom, but she was his salvation.

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This is probably full of errors, but I just finished it. I know I said no updates for two weeks, but I felt if I didn't get this out before then, I would never finish the story. This is why I usually don't do more than one story at a time. Anyhow, I'm keeping my fingers crossed for Kerry. All of you who were eligible to vote, do go vote! Thought its probably too late in most states. Oh well!

Hououza, you didn't burry yourself in any hole. You actually said what I needed to hear. Thank you. I also realized that you are the only guy I know about that reads my work. I find that interesting since it's mainly directed at women. The fact that you're in my age range makes it even more amazing. So my horoscope was wrong; I can relate to men…I think, oh this got confusing. Glad you like my work.

A shout out to all the guys who aren't ashamed to read a little romance…not so much this story, but my other ones. Love to all my girls that always review.

See you guys when I'm done with the GRE's{they are the SATs of Grad school for those who asked.}