InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lady Kagome ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

"It seems Lord Sesshoumaru is falling for the miko. What an interesting development," Naraku smirked as the image of Sesshoumaru and Kagome faded within Kanna's mirror. "Kagura, go to Kikyo and inform her of the new development."

"Yes Naraku," Kagura said, he ruby eyes the only window to her true intentions.

'I just want my heart back. I'm stuck to Naraku until he gives it back. How degrading.'

She plucked her feather from her hair and threw it up, watching it transformed,enough to support her. She hopped on, and silently called the winds to carry her away.

Kagura was truly miserable. Before she ever knew Naraku, she was free as the wind demoness. He heart once long ago beat in her chest.

'Freedom, that is my only desire.'

Kagura caught sight of Kikyo's soul collectors and followed.

Naraku sat back, his red eyes watching Kagura through Kanna’s mirror. He despised his obvious obsession of Kikyo. He was frustrated to pieces that his attempt to kill her and dump her in his river of shouki had failed. After whittling information, he found that the young reincarnated priestess had restored Kikyo to a somewhat formidable foe, purifying his shouki from the clay priestess.

He had tried to darken Kagome’s soul and had almost succeeded, but she had somehow overcome it.

‘How can someone have no hate? That damn onna must have something that I can exploit.’

He growled in frustration.

Now that the young miko was under Lord Sesshoumaru’s tutelage, she would be more of a force to reckon with. He knew that Kikyo had no experience in weaponry except for the bow and arrow. Kikyo had never broke his body the way the young onna had and it worried him. However, his obsession, despite ridding his body of Onigumo’s heart still lingered and it pissed him off. Kagome was becoming a very skilled with the sword and other forms of combat under the Aristocratic Asssassin. Naraku had failed in trying to absorb the demon lord, his power too great, even minus one arm. But now, his arm was restored. This did not sit well with Naraku.

The young priestess had reminded him of a demoness he had known long ago, before he had taken over Onigumo’s body and gathered so many demons to himself. But it was Onigumo’s desire for Kikyo that shoved his own desires away and it was because he had made a deal with the burnt bandit. He had done what he could. Onigumo was too stupid to know that the priestess Kikyo would have never loved him. She had even asked Inu Yasha to become a ningen using the Shikon no Tama, meaning that she would have never agreed to marry or even mate a hanyou. As Naraku, he was fetching, and remembered the first few women he had taken to bed that Onigumo hummed with approval within him saying that Kikyo would surely want him now.

‘What a baka!’

‘I want to be done with him and the Inu-tachi so I can do what I want. I will rule all of Japan and have the demoness that I once loved so long ago. They cannot hide her from me anymore. I will find her and make her mine.’

**FLASHBACK**

“No, Naraku, my daughter will never marry you,” a black haired inu youkai said.

“But milord, I have helped in your acquiring of the Eastern domain and you promised a reward. I believed in you and I love your daughter like no other,” he said, on one knee pleadingly.

“Your reward is a minor lordship in my lands. My daughter is barely old enough to marry and she still has much to train. She is the only heir I have and she will be given to a higher ranked youkai to ensure that our lands stay safe. I barely have an alliance with Inu no Taishou of the West because we are both inu youkai. The Southern lands is owned by a bunch of kitsunes and the Northern lands I have problems with as they are at war with the West. I humbly thank you for your help, Naraku, but to ask for her hand right now, I will have to say no,” the demon lord replied.

“Then I will try another time,” he said, then rose to exit.

As Naraku passed through the hallways to the main gate, he came upon the object of his desires. She had midnight hair, and blue grey eyes like the others in her clan and the mark of he Eastern lands, a sun on her forehead. She was merely fourteen summers and was filling out in her young demoness body.

“Goodday, Naraku-san,” she said, and Naraku swore her voice rivaled that of a nightingale’s.

“Goodday dear hime,” he replied, stopping to bow, then taking her hand to kiss it.

“What brings you to my father’s home?” she asked, her eyes sparkled with curiosity.

“You milady. I came to ask your father for your hand,” he said truthfully.

She blushed, which he found quite amusing.

“But Naraku-san, I am too young to be mated,” she replied.

“Ah, that is what your father said. As I told him and will tell you, I will return another time when your father deems you old enough,” he said.

‘I will become stronger and not be denied next time.’

Her eyes widened and she said, “But I do not love you, Naraku-san. I only want to mate with the one I love.”

“Your father has other ideas for your future mate,” Naraku practically growled.

Naraku looked very good and many women clamoured for him. To be put down by the princess was an insult to his pride.

“Mark my words, hime. You will become mine one day,” he said menacingly and left the palace before the guards were called to escort him out.

** END FLASHBACK **

‘Yes, once this ordeal is done, I can seek her out. She cannot deny me.’

He turned his thoughts to Kanna’s mirror.

“Your sister cannot be trusted. I tire of her. Do you think I should destroy her heart?” he asked the void demoness, grinning evilly.

Kanna shuddered within, maintaining her stoic visage.

“Whatever you feel is necessary, Lord Naraku,” she replied coolly.

“You care for nothing. You are like an obedient pup. Your sister wants freedom and rebels when she thinks I am not watching. If you cared at all, you would warn her that her insolence is whittling away her life,” he warned, and then retreated to his chambers.

His new body still was a bit unruly and he had to regain his composure often to make his body stop transforming into something more gruesome. It was true that many of the demons he absorbed were minor youkai and often very disturbing in appearance. The demons within also wanted the jewel and stayed within him. He remembered the last time he took a maiden for his pleasure. His hand changed and she got so scared. He brutally forced himself on her and then had to kill her. He never allowed his bedroom partners to live, well except for Kagura. But she defied him so much that the act of sex with her was not pleasant, like fucking a lifeless board. He gave up on her long ago as a means of release.