InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learning to Live Again ❯ Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) ( Chapter 8 )

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A/N: Warning! This chapter has a lemon and some gore inside. The very beginning of this chapter has some graphic gore embedded. It maybe too strong for some people, if this is the case, find the part where Kikyo screams Inuyasha's name.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. I think it has something to do with my little brother's prayers that I never will.

 

Chapter 8- Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)

 

She tried to scream, but she couldn't. Something was in her mouth, keeping her cries and screams muffled. She was chained naked to an ice cold wall. She tried to use her spiritual powers to free herself, but nothing worked. She flinched when she heard Naraku's laugh.

 

His normally cold, clammy hand trailed down Kikyo's body, smearing hot liquid on her face, down her shoulder, left breast, and stomach. Her eyes glanced around the room.

 

The monk looked back at her with wide, unblinking, and pained eyes. The glaze of death already overwhelmed them. At closer inspection, she could see that his body had been torn in half.

 

Naraku's incarnation, Kagura, had been trying to protect the monk when her creator tore the man's body in half, and then crushed her heart to dust. Her body came to rest over the monk's legs. Tears still glimmered in her eyes because she failed to save the man she loved.

 

The demon slayer's body rested near her beloved brother's. A pool of blood surrounded her. She had been trying to reach for him when he turned with his weapon, and decapitated her. The second he had killed her, Naraku released the boy from his control. He had laughed as the grief stricken boy had sliced his own throat with the weapon he had used to kill his sister.

 

Tears trailed from her eyes. At least the two were together and with their family again. She looked over to the girl Naraku had killed last. She saw the gaping hole in Kagome's back and she watched the blood pour from the girl's body. She nearly threw up against the gag when she saw the girl's heart thrown on the floor next to the fallen body. She remembered the girl screaming out the name of the man she loved.

 

She watched as Naraku walked back to Kagome's body, only to have him place his hands in her blood. The rubbed his hands together like one would when washing them and walked back to her.

 

He lewdly grabbed her breasts, coating them in blood, before smearing all over her torso. A finger lubricated with blood slipped inside her. He laughed at the sight of her tears. He leaned next to her until his mouth was against her ear. “Doesn't that feel good, Kikyo? Don't you love having your reincarnations blood on you?”

 

More tears fell from the traumatized green eyes as she looked at Inuyasha's fallen friends. He loved them and Naraku had killed them all. Her heart broke for him. She would rather be raped by Naraku for eternity than have Inuyasha suffer the way he would.

 

“Pay attention to me!” He grabbed her chin.

 

They could hear the commotion outside the chamber and she watched Naraku smile then vanish. The door was blasted apart by Inuyasha's wind scar and the beaten, bloody half demon ran into the room. A pulse of blinding light surrounded the white haired half demon leaving a black haired human in his place. He dropped the sword as he stared at the room. Tears filled his eyes and then he looked at Kikyo.

 

He knew there was nothing he could do for his friends, but his eyes met Kikyo's and he knew he had to save her. He had failed everyone else, but he wouldn't fail Kikyo again.

 

Kikyo frantically shook her head as he came closer. She screamed for him to run away, but he didn't understand her.

 

“It's okay, Kikyo. We'll get out of here.” He shuddered and began to sob as his bare feet stepped in Kagome's still warm blood. She sobbed against the gag, wishing he'd run for his life. His shaking hand reached out to pull the gag from Kikyo's mouth.

 

“Run Inuyasha! Get away! He's still here!” She shouted as soon as he pulled the cloth from her mouth. She looked at the strip of white in his hand and knew it was a part of Naraku's baboon pelt.

 

Inuyasha began to struggle when two bloody hands clamped down on his human ears. Naraku's taunting laughter could be heard. “I thought the final battle between us would be much, much more than this.”

 

“I'm sorry, Kikyo. I'm sorry, Kagome, Sango, Miroku… I love you all.” His words abruptly stopped as his head was twisted sharply. A sickening breaking sound echoed through the room as Naraku dispassionately dropped the human to the floor. He landed on top of his love. It looked like he was holding her.

 

“INUYASHA!!!!!” Kikyo sat bolt upright in the huge Western bed she had been sleeping in. Her sudden jerk had greatly aggravated her injuries, but she ignored them as she brought her hands to her face and sobbed into them.

 

It had been months since she had last had that dream. Every time it occurred it became more graphic and cruel. Perhaps it had something to do with Naraku's power growing from the corrupted jewel shards and Kikyo's connection to the jewel. For as long as Kikyo could remember, she had had some dreams literally come true. The priest that had trained her told her she had the dreams of prophecy because of her spiritual powers.

 

She screamed again when one of the doors to her room burst open. She watched the red eyed, wild looking demon lord run into the room. He wore only a white robe. Kikyo closed her eyes for a second. She remembered hearing Hitomi and Jaken discussing the fact that Sesshomaru hadn't slept since the attack on his ward. She knew he would be pissed for waking him up when he hadn't slept in two weeks. “I'm sorry, master. I had a nightmare.”

 

He didn't waste any time as he jumped on her bed. He suddenly crouched over her. He grabbed her throat and slammed her head against the wooden headboard. His eyes narrowed in irritation as he stared at her. His initial intent had been to tear the troublesome bitch apart with his bare hand. Now that he looked at her face, it reminded him of the nights Rin woke up crying. Her green eyes were blinded by tears and glazed with shear terror as her body trembled under his. His grip eased enough so she could speak.

 

“He killed them. He ripped Miroku in half and he cut off Sango's head and ripped out Kagome's heart. He killed him. He…”

 

“Killed who? What are you babbling about, woman?”

 

“Naraku. He was going to rape me. I can still feel his hands on me. He killed them, then he killed Inuyasha.” She began to sob and missed the look on Sesshomaru's face.

 

He sat back, so he knelt on her legs, the blanket separated them. He had been having the same dream. He had been trapped inside a woman's body and watched while Inuyasha's friends were killed. He could feel what the woman had felt. Her fear, her disgust, her horror, but most of all he had felt the love she had for the half breed. The love his new slave felt for Inuyasha. He released Kikyo as if she had burnt him.

 

Sesshomaru now felt like a fool and he didn't like to feel like a fool. How could he have been so stupid? This girl was the same that had pinned Inuyasha to the tree fifty two years prior. The other man she had been with was his brother.

 

“It doesn't matter, now. That mark on your back means that you belong to me.”

 

“What?”

 

“I know about Inuyasha.” He rolled to the side and sat next to her with his back against the headboard. His hand reached over to twist in her black hair. He lightly stroked her long hair like one would pet a puppy. “It doesn't matter if you love him, because you are my property. As long as I own you, you will not fuck him. Understand?”

 

“Yes, master.” She couldn't believe that he didn't want kill her for being the woman who pinned Inuyasha to the tree.

 

“Good.” He rose from the bed.

 

Relief pumped through Kikyo. He would go back to his room to sleep and she could sort out the dream she had had. She needed to make sure that it never happened. Her relief died the instant she watched Sesshomaru drop the robe and climb under the covers with her naked. “Master?”

 

He climbed on top of her and smirked. “It's good to know that you sleep naked. However, you won't be sleeping too much more tonight.” He lowered his head to lap at one of her nipples.

 

Kikyo moaned, her hands clenched in his hair. “What are you doing? You said…”

 

“I said I wouldn't fuck you in the bathing chambers.”

 

“Because you said I was too injured.”

 

“Yes.” His tongue passed over her nipple. “Well, since I have discovered that you are the wench that stuck Inuyasha to the tree, you need to be put in your place.”

 

“My place?”

 

“Yes. Your place is under me. Now, cease your incessant questioning of my authority. Plus, this will help get our minds off of that disturbing dream we seem to have shared.”

 

“What?” She felt a chill go down her spine at his words.

 

“It seems that you and I had the same nightmare a few minutes prior. I felt the way it felt with Naraku's hands on you. I won't let him touch you. You belong to me. As for Inuyasha and his friends, they have an important purpose, they will not fall that way.”

 

“But…”

 

His mouth covered hers. Her lips parted instantly for him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She took the reprieve from the dream that he was offering. Maybe this wasn't the best way to get her mind off of the dream, but damn, he sure was good at it. His hand slipped between them their bodies and his thumb stroked over her hidden bud. She moaned into the kiss.

 

One of her hands slipped between them and she hesitantly touched his throbbing arousal. He moaned and pressed his hips into hers. She ran her hand along the hot length, entranced when she felt it grow larger and thicker in her small hand. She twirled her thumb over its tip and spread the wetness over the shaft.

 

He growled at the innocent curiosity in her touch that was anything, but innocent. This woman was very dangerous to him. No other woman had made him feel like this and she was a dead human. There was something about this woman that pleased, soothed and calmed, both the beast and the man in him. He pulled his lips from hers and looked down at the look of amusement on his face. He watched just as amused when he inserted a finger into her hot, tight body. He watched her arch her back in pleasure and a long, lusty moan escaped her. “Do you like that?” He began to move it in and out of her body.

 

“Yes, master,” she arched into his touch.

 

He removed his hand from her and chuckled softly when she cried out at the loss. She continued to stroke his cock until he removed her hand. He thrust into her fully with one swift deep thrust of his hips. He pulled back only to thrust into her again. His forehead rested against hers and their eyes locked as they began to move together. Kikyo's hands lightly cupped his face and stroked the stripes on his face. She pulled his head down to her to kiss him thoroughly. They took each other gently, trying to escape from the disturbing dream that they shared. They both came at the same time, one crying out the others name. He didn't even bother to roll off her, but they both fell asleep, sated, with his head between her breasts. They would worry about the disturbing bond they share in the morning.