InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Jakotsu's Happy Day ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha and I'm very sorry to him for this story. I'd have left him out if he wasn't part of the challenge. It was a personal challenge to me from a friend who, for some twisted reason, wanted me to write Naraku/Jakostu. That's right, your eyes aren't deceiving you, this is YAOI and will need more warnings than I think any story I've written before.

 

Rating: NC-17 (and I mean that!)

Codes: Nar/Jako, Jako/Inu

Genre: Angst

Warnings: BDSM, Non-con, YAOI, lemon, M/M/M, Voyeurism, Torture

Feedback: Review away! I'd love to know what you think. Even if you hate it, go ahead and complain. But please make sure you've read the story before you do, because if you're going to flame, I want to know why and not just “You're sick for writing this” because I'm well aware of that. Tell me something I don't know.

 

Jakotsu's Happy Day

 

 

Jakotsu just wasn't having a good day. He was pouting, having been totally ignored by InuYasha as the hanyo raced past him to save that horrid girl that traveled with him. How could he pay no attention to Jakotsu like that? He vowed that one day he would have him. For now, he was simply curious about the wasp that had taken a shard of the shikkon no tama from a fallen body. He followed it through the trees, up a mountain, across a stream, through more trees and finally, it reached his destination. Jakotsu gasped when the being in front of him turned around. He was gorgeous! Long, flowing black hair framed a pale face with big brown eyes. Jakotsu waited to hear the beautiful man speak, listening to the wasp give its report.

 

"You may come out," he said. Jakotsu jumped, startled. He had been so absorbed in staring at the man he had stopped listening to the wasp. Of course it had seen him following it.

 

"Who are you?" Jakotsu asked, stepping into the light.

 

"Naraku, of course," the man answered. Jakotsu smiled. Of course. He should have realized.

 

"My, you are quite beautiful. Why hide up here?" Jakotsu said, already undressing Naraku with his eyes.

 

"That is my business," Naraku said, his eyes traveling over Jakotsu lasciviously. "Speaking of beautiful..." Jakotsu blushed. As often as he flirted, he was quite used to being ignored. Never had anyone flirted back in such a way!

 

"Why thank you," Jakotsu said. "You know, there's something I've been wanting to ask you."

 

"Yes?" Naraku responded, stepping towards Jakotsu and examining him, walking around him. Jakotsu got flustered trying to track the demon circling him.

 

"Well, why... I mean do I have to... Is there any reason..." Naraku smiled at the reaction Jakotsu was having to his scrutiny. "Must I kill InuYasha?"

 

"Excuse me?" Naraku stopped, no longer looking amused.

 

"Well, the thing is, he's such a marvelous specimen of manhood. I would really like to sink my... teeth into him. Do I really have to kill him? It's such a waste..."

 

"I see. You desire InuYasha," Naraku said, looking off into the distance. "This may work to my advantage as well. I take it the feeling is not mutual."

 

"Well, he's so dense. And always after that rotten girl. He just has no taste at all. It's so much fun to fight him, but that's only half of what I want to do."

 

"Then take him," Naraku said, touching Jakotsu's bare shoulder, sliding down the kimono that was already slipping. "But first, I would like a little entertainment..."

 

 

Jakotsu hobbled down the mountain, sore, but satisfied. He had never been the bottom before; that was an interesting experience. He decided that he quite liked Naraku. And that thing he had done with his mouth... Jakotsu had to pause for a moment, a thrill going through him at the memory.

 

Then he was back to tracking down InuYasha. He found him brooding over his girl and Jakotsu sneered. He thought of killing the girl, but decided that the hanyo was weaker with her injured. If she died, he would become more dangerous than usual, or so Naraku had warned him. So he waited until the hanyo had to leave to relieve himself in the bushes, then he struck. He grabbed InuYasha from behind after striking him in the back of the head. The boy was out cold as he fell into Jakotsu's grip.

 

The lecher wondered why he hadn't done this before as he dragged InuYasha back to the shrine Naraku had taken refuge in. He found it interesting that Naraku had chosen such a similar hiding place as Renkotsu. Halfway there, InuYasha started to stir and Jakotsu had to knock him out again. He took a moment to gaze on InuYasha, so peaceful in his unconsciousness. He leaned down and kissed the hanyo's lips lightly. He smiled as his hand trailed down to slip under the red haori to feel the soft skin underneath.

 

“Soon, I'll have my way with you,” Jakotsu said with a smile. He tossed his prize back over his shoulder and quickly hurried to his destination. The hanyo and his party had been so close, if they only knew… Jakotsu smiled and waved to Naraku as he stepped through the barrier, shuddering in horror at the feeling. He didn't know how Naraku had survived it.

 

“You brought him here?” Naraku asked, raising an eyebrow.

 

“Isn't that what you wanted?” Jakotsu asked, worried that he had made a mistake.

 

“No, but it may prove interesting indeed. Tie him tightly before he awakens, we mustn't take any chances.” Naraku retrieved a length of rope that Jakotsu put to good use as soon as he finished removing InuYasha's clothing. It wasn't exactly his first time restraining a prisoner. “You know,” Naraku said, walking up behind Jakotsu, running his hand along the other man's ribs, reaching around to run his hand up Jakotsu's chest. Jakotsu leaned back, sighing happily. “I have watched you before today. The way you fight, the way you flirt. You see, I have had my eye on you for a while. I had the wasp bring you here deliberately.”

 

“Oh?” Jakotsu said, enjoying the feel of the other man pressed against his back. Naraku was excited and that turned Jakotsu on almost as much as stripping down and tying up InuYasha had.

 

“It's not a secret or a revelation, obviously. I never imagined you could serve me so well, though.” Nakraku breathed against Jakotsu's ear, causing the dead man to shudder. “I have a plan now for this shard,” he whispered.

 

“And what's that?” Jakotsu asked.

 

“You desire InuYasha, yes?” Naraku asked. It was rhetorical, but Jakotsu nodded vigorously. “Then you may decide where to plant this in his body.” He pressed the tainted shard into Jakotsu's hand. It was a rather large shard. “It's actually three shards combined into one, which will be necessary to control one with his willpower.”

 

“Hmm, then it should go somewhere hard to remove it.” Jakotsu grinned, then reached down between InuYasha's legs and poked the jewel into his sac. InuYasha's eyes opened and Naraku smiled, amused by the antics of his servant. The gold eyes were blank and empty. Naraku was happy to see that, but he wanted InuYasha conscious for this, so he released his hold, just a little. InuYasha's pupils dilated for a moment, then returned to their usual slits. He glared around him.

 

“What the hell is going on?” He looked down and yelped. “Where are my clothes?” he shouted, outraged. InuYasha noticed Naraku then. “You…” His fury was so great he didn't seem to be able to do anything but growl after that. Jakotsu smiled down at him, running his fingers across InuYasha's bare chest. The hanyo squirmed and flexed his claws, but there was nothing he could do. He was tied too tightly to defend himself or fight back, though he gave his all trying. Jakotsu and Naraku watched in amusement as InuYasha wore himself out. Jakotsu tightened a knot here and there while the hanyo fought his restraints and took several liberties more for his own amusement than for Naraku's.

 

“Well, he's certainly nice and feisty,” Jakotsu said, running his fingers along InuYasha's backside. The hanyo had obviously realized he couldn't get away from the restraints and was now steadfastly ignoring being molested. He yelled when Jakotsu's finger poked into him without warning and began struggling again. Jakotsu slapped his ass and stood. “Want some?” he asked Naraku, kicking InuYasha in the solar plexus.

 

“No, I'm not particularly interested in the hanyo in that way. You may have your way with him, though.”

 

“What?” InuYasha asked, his eyes going wide. He had an idea where this was going, but he was hoping against hope that he was wrong.

 

“Well, I could make Jakotsu wait until later,” Naraku said with an evil smirk. He knelt in front of InuYasha and put his face mere inches away from the hanyo's. “Beg me.”

 

“Fuck you,” InuYasha spat, literally, into Naraku's face. Naraku stood and kicked the hanyo in the face as he walked away.

 

“I don't think so,” Naraku said with a laugh. Jakotsu messed with the restraints, rearranging them so that they gave him direct access to InuYasha's posterior. He made certain that InuYasha had full view as he removed his kimono. Then he walked around, touching InuYasha with his hands, mouth and finally, rubbing himself across InuYasha's butt, humming with pleasure.

 

“Wait! No!” InuYasha yelled, suddenly afraid. “Please, Naraku, please stop him.” Jakotsu stopped, positioned to enter InuYasha.

 

“Master,” Naraku responded.

 

“What?”

 

“You will refer to me as `Master',” Naraku explained. InuYasha growled and tested his restraints again. Jakotsu looked at Naraku and the demon nodded. Jakotsu plunged himself into InuYasha, who screamed. He pulled out completely and slammed back in, moaning at the sound of InuYasha crying out. But the hanyo refused to call Naraku `Master', so he enjoyed every thrust he desired, pulling on the beautiful silver hair, biting the soft flesh of InuYasha's back. InuYasha broke the rope in his fury and Naraku tightened his control with the shard. “Stop.” InuYasha glared at him with hatred, but stopped. Jakotsu shoved in one last time and cried out as he came. InuYasha's head dropped to the ground, all his muscles tensed with the attempts to get away.

 

“Oh, that was nice,” Jakotsu breathed, patting InuYasha's butt affectionately. Naraku walked over to the hanyo, letting him fall to the ground in exhaustion. “We'll need more rope, though,” he said.

 

“I do not need rope,” Naraku responded. “I will have him call me `Master' without using the shard before this week is over.” He looked at the blood running down the hanyo's leg and smiled. Undoubtedly, it would not take too much persuasion. The threat of repeating this incident should work best. He was definitely pleased with the results of this experiment. Jakotsu had earned his prize.

 

Jakotsu, for his part, was very pleased. He had wanted to take InuYasha without force, but raping him was almost as good. He knew it would be the best he could hope for. Next time, though, he wanted InuYasha to be able to fight. It just wasn't as much fun with him completely in restraints of one kind or another.

 

Over the next several days, InuYasha came to believe he was in hell. Especially when he broke and begged Naraku, calling him `Master'. It was like another blow to his already torn body, but he couldn't bear Jakotsu's libido. The man could rape him three times in an hour and still want more. Occasionally, Naraku mount Jakotsu while the man pounded into him and InuYasha had come to actually welcome those times, as Jakotsu finished so much sooner.

 

Calling Naraku `Master' became easier each time, but produced fewer results. The first time, Jakotsu had been forbidden to touch him for a day. The next time, Jakotsu was required to prepare him before violating him, so it wasn't as painful. The next time saved him from having to suck Jakotsu off while he was still filthy from raping him. The next time only required Jakotsu to clean himself before forcing InuYasha's mouth. Still, it was a relief from the pounding his ass kept taking. He was sore and aching and knew Jakotsu was coming for him.

 

Naraku was lounging in front of him, smiling. He knew he had nearly finished breaking InuYasha. The hanyo didn't even hesitate to beg him anymore. `Master' slid off his tongue as easily as the foul language he used so much. Jakotsu walked into the room with a big smile on his face. Even Naraku had been surprised by the human's appetite for flesh. It easily competed with his own greed. InuYasha glanced back and looked at Naraku, pain and fear in his eyes. He was responding well to conditioning.

 

“Please, Master, don't let him…”

 

“Jakotsu has needs, InuYasha,” Naraku said.

 

“Master, please,” InuYasha begged. Naraku refused to repeat himself and InuYasha's head dropped. “Please let me… pleasure… him with my… mouth,” the hanyo choked out, “Master.” Naraku smiled.

 

“You may,” Naraku agreed. Jakotsu was delighted to see how eager InuYasha was to do this (finally) and he drew it out as long as he could. He signed as InuYasha's hot mouth slid along his shaft, moaned as his tongue caressed the head, pressing with varying amounts of pressure up and down the shaft, sucking and rolling his tongue. The pressure built exquisitely until he grabbed InuYasha's ears and pulled him roughly down on the entire length of himself and thrust himself into the back of the hanyo's throat, feeding him his seed and crying out in orgasm.

 

He knelt and kissed InuYasha on the lips, pleased when InuYasha kissed back. He was so pleased that he decided that InuYasha should be rewarded for his good behavior. He released the tight ropes, taking a chance. The first time he had done this, InuYasha had shredded him and Naraku had to take control with the jewel shard. He still had scratches all over from the attack, but it had been nice to fight with him. InuYasha didn't bother to move. He remained on his hands and knees, a position he had maintained for almost a week now.

 

It had been nearly a month since they captured him and the boy had taken some severe abuse in that time. It was a testament to how brutal it had been that the boy didn't try to fight as Jakotsu rolled him onto his back. He kissed the hanyo, enjoying it when he kissed back and got a little rough, stopping when he tasted blood. InuYasha's eyes were dull when he pulled back and he looked up at Naraku.

 

“Are you controlling him?” Jakotsu asked.

 

“No, you are,” Naraku responded. Jakotsu looked down, a little sad that the spirit was gone from the hanyo. Perhaps he had simply taken too much without receiving. So Jakotsu ran his fingers up the hanyo's thigh, lightly touching the skin. InuYasha's body didn't respond and Jakotsu realized he had never seen the boy with an erection. He ran his fingers over InuYasha's nipples, brushing lightly over them, then pinching and rolling them. Nothing.

 

“Now how can I properly reward you if you won't get excited?” Jakotsu asked InuYasha. InuYasha's eyes slowly rolled to his.

 

“You don't have to,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. Jakotsu wondered if it was permanently damaged, it had been so long since he heard the boy speak normally.

 

“But I want to.” Jakotsu tried his mouth, kissing and sucking the hanyo's neck, down his chest, over his nipples, down the toned planes of his stomach. He skipped past the now semi-hard part of InuYasha that was his ultimate goal and kissed and licked his thighs and moved up to the spot that he had inserted the jewel shard, pulling it into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. He smiled when InuYasha's body reacted and caught the erection in his mouth. He hummed lightly as he licked it and sucked along its length. InuYasha's muscles jerked and Jakotsu looked up, watching the golden eyes disappear behind his eyelids.

 

He worked at InuYasha, gentler than he had ever been with him before. InuYasha gave no warning, his orgasm hit suddenly and Jakotsu choked on the hot seed that shot into his throat. He spit it back onto InuYasha, but smiled up at the boy, who was now relaxed. He laid down next to him and put his head on InuYasha's chest, listening to the hanyo's heartbeat. For a few moments, it felt more like making love than rape and he basked in it. He looked back up at InuYasha's face and was upset to see a tear escape the closed eyes.

 

“Why do you cry?” Jakotsu asked. “Was it so bad?” He ran his fingers across the hanyo's chest, enjoying the feel.

 

“Answer him,” Naraku commanded. Jakotsu tensed when he saw the dark glow between InuYasha's legs.

 

“I was a virgin,” InuYasha answered. “I wanted my first time to be with Kagome,” he explained against his will, through gritted teeth.

 

“Kagome… the reincarnation of Kikyo,” Naraku mused. Jakotsu sighed in disgust. How could anyone want a woman when they had him?

 

“Who cares about some stupid girl?” Jakotsu asked, getting angry.

 

“He may have just given me a new way to make him suffer.”

 

“Why are you so obsessed with his suffering?” Jakotsu growled, grabbing his kimono and putting it on.

 

“Because he took something I wanted, something I can never, now, have. I will never forgive him. I will destroy him and everything he loves.” Naraku's voice was laced with such hatred that Jakotsu looked up at him, startled.

 

“Haven't we destroyed him? His spirit is completely gone. He answers to you without question now.”

 

“Yes, but he is not done suffering,” Naraku said, standing and grabbing InuYasha by the arm. “I am not done here, but I do not wish to wait any longer. I will make the soul of she­-who-defied-me suffer as well. It is almost too easy.” Jakotsu followed curiously.

 

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Kagome sighed angrily. They had searched high and low for InuYasha, to no avail. They had even found Sesshomaru, who had stalked along the edge of their group, obviously curious as to what had happened to his brother. He refused to answer anything they called to him, pretending they weren't there. He walked alone, no sight of his toady or that kid that followed him. Kagome was disappointed; she wanted to know more about the girl, but Sesshomaru wasn't going to tell her anything.

 

It was the night of the new moon and Kagome wanted to find him before he turned human and became vulnerable. Assuming, of course, that he was still alive. She stopped, frowning, when she felt the shikkon no tama. Not just a small piece, either, but the majority of the jewel. Sesshomaru had stopped, too, a red tinge filling his eyes for a moment.

 

“Naraku,” Shippo said, touching Kagome's leg in fear. He hid behind it a moment later as the monster himself stepped over the crest of the hill. Kirara was hissing angrily and Sango and Miroku grabbed their respective weapons. She saw the raw pain in their eyes as she looked back at them, but her gaze was wrenched forward when she realized that Naraku had someone on a chain.

 

“InuYasha,” Kagome gasped. The hanyo looked at her, his eyes dull and lifeless. There were bruises and cuts all over his exposed skin, which was quite a bit, since he was only wearing his hakama pants. Kagome's hand went to her mouth and tears stung at the back of her eyes. She saw the glow of a corrupted shard coming from InuYasha… from between his legs.

 

“What is it, Kagome?” Miroku asked. Kagome shook her head, unable to answer out of a mix of horror and an attempt to save InuYasha some dignity. She saw Sesshomaru's eyes narrow when she looked away from the shock in front of her.

 

“What have you let him do, InuYasha?” Sesshomaru asked. “Have you become his dog?”

 

“Oh, yes,” Naraku said. “We've had quite a bit of… fun with this dog,” Naraku laughed.

 

“`We'?” Kagome repeated. Jakotsu stepped out from behind a tree, not looking particularly happy. Naraku leaned over to InuYasha and whispered something. InuYasha shook his head, his eyes wide, then the glow between his legs increased and his eyes went completely blank. He began walking towards them, having been released from his chain by Naraku. After a moment, he began to run and before Kagome could react, he had grabbed her and was running away from everyone. He took her deep into the forest, then dropped her on the ground. “InuYasha?”

 

“Shut up,” InuYasha growled. “Please, just shut up.” Kagome's eyes went wide as InuYasha grabbed her, shoving her to the ground. “Kill me,” he whispered. “Please kill me!”

 

“I can't!” she cried. He pulled at her sweater and she tried to fight him, but all that ended up happening was that her shirt was totally ripped off. She realized what Naraku had commanded him to do and she started fighting in earnest. “No, InuYasha! Stop! Sit boy!” When he didn't plummet face first into the ground, she realized with horror that his rosary was gone. She had no idea how anyone had removed it, but she had no way to fight him.

 

InuYasha fought himself as hard as he could, but if he couldn't save himself, how could he save Kagome? He ripped off her panties, ignoring her skirt, except to shove it up and he slid himself out of his hakama, positioning himself at her entrance. Kagome whimpered and InuYasha realized she had stopped fighting. She looked up at him, tears forming at the corner of her eyes and spilling down her cheeks.

 

“I love you, InuYasha,” she whispered, then closed her eyes. He screamed and tried to fight Naraku's control. He managed to freeze in place, but he couldn't climb off of her. An idea finally occurred to him and he took her hand and slid it between his legs, placing it over the jewel shard. Kagome's eyes widened when she felt the soft skin beneath her fingers and she pressed up, feeling the shard. InuYasha hovered over her, both his hands dug into the ground on either side of her head and she pulled. He closed his eyes, but he had become used to pain and he had no urge to fight her.

 

The shard slid out into Kagome's hands and purified at her touch. InuYasha leapt off of her, shoving himself back inside his clothes and huddled against a nearby tree. Kagome pulled on the shreds of her shirt and clutched the jewel, tucking it into the pouch around her neck. She took a step over to InuYasha, but stopped when he retched. She sat next to him, not touching him, knowing that he had to have been violated himself if he had a shard… there. She waited until he had composed himself to speak.

 

“Let's kill them,” she whispered. He looked over at her and nodded, glad that she hadn't touched him. He didn't want to be touched again, not for a long time. He stood and walked beside her back to the field where a fierce battle was raging. Naraku's eyes went wide when he saw the rage in InuYasha's and he turned and ran, refusing to allow all his work to be for nothing. Jakotsu saw his master and lover running and he quickly turned and followed.

 

Jakotsu froze when he saw the hole form in his chest. A long-fingered hand with sharp talons was protruding from the hole. It retreated and he fell to his knees. Naraku didn't even look back. Jakotsu turned and blinked into a pair of gold eyes, fighting the urge to touch the white hair now falling around him. The youkai leaned forward and whispered in his ear, “For my brother.” Jakotsu smiled, even though he knew he was going to die, he had just had the best day of his life. Then he knew no more.

 

Kagome glared at the jewel shard Sesshomaru had handed her after ripping it from Jakotsu's throat. “What did you say to him?” Kagome asked. Sesshomaru didn't answer; he simply disappeared after Naraku. Kagome looked over to InuYasha, who was glaring at Jakotsu's body as though he wanted to kill him again. Kagome supposed he probably did.

 

“Are you alright, InuYasha?” Sango asked, placing Hiraikotsu back in its customary position. Miroku was nursing a gash in his arm, but he stopped to look at the hanyo. Shippo looked over at him as well. Everyone waited for his answer. But he never gave one. He leaned down next to Jakotsu and whispered something, then left. His group hurried to follow him, preparing themselves for what they were certain was about to be the last battle.

 

Jakotsu paused on his way to Hell and smiled at InuYasha's words:

 

“I'll send Naraku to you soon. You can do to him everything you did to me. You deserve each other.” Jakotsu smiled, wishing that he could. But he knew that wasn't how things worked. You could follow someone to Hell, but you couldn't share it with them. Still, it gave Jakotsu one final feeling of happiness and, despite dying, it really was his happy day.

 

The End.

 

I can't believe I survived writing that. What's worst is that I ENJOYED writing some of it. Poor InuYasha, he didn't deserve that! Rotten, rotten friend, challenging me to write such a thing! Unfortunately, comedy and I are not friends, so despite trying to write one, this came out angst. Why? Because while I may find several bits of this humorous, I'm severely disturbed, lol. Now, if you read all that and feel like chucking something at my cyber-head, be creative about it. If you liked it… well, hey, then let me know that SOMEone out there didn't think it was garbage!