InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Living With Hell ❯ Soul Ejected ( Chapter 3 )

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WARNING: Graphic sex, suggestions of torture, and possibley disturbing ideas are inside of this chapter. It will most likely be in the next chapter too. If you can't handle or don't want to read this type of thing, please don't. You've been warned.

Kagome accidentily trips into Yuichi's realm as he takes a nap.

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shoujo / Supernatural / Romance / Psychological / Horror / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.22.2008 | Updated On: 07.22.2008 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.9K | Visits: 370 | Status: Work In Progress

Don't own Inuyasha or anything related, nothin' doin' XD

Please reading the warning in the chapter summary above!

Despite the fact that Kouga, as he had learned the wolfs' name was, was obviously `enjoying' his treatment of, well, a hand job, the wolf was still insulting him.

“You fucking abnormal freak! U-uncontrolled, savage, b-bas—“

And that pissed him off. Kouga was on the ground beneath him, fully unclothed and glowing in the delicious light that the moon cast on him. His body was flush with heat, and anger, and his legs that were bent in the air were shaking with pleasure.

His head was thrown back, smooth and unruly black hair already released from its hold and spilled across the ground. Speaking of spilled, Kouga came with a frustrated growl, low, husky, and breathless.

Yuichi let go of the limp wolf, wiping his hand on the cloth of his pants that were nearby. He looked up to moon again, anxiously, and then looked back down to the still breathless wolf beneath him. With a knowing smile, Yuichi laid on top of him and nuzzled against his neck.

“See? All you needed was a lover to cool off that hot head of yours…” He gave a kiss to the others neck and felt Kouga stiffen, well, upper body anyways, Kouga wasn't exactly turned on yet. Yuichi felt the wolf begin to struggle again as he positioned himself at the others entrance. A kick to his back and he gave a pout to the man below him.

“I don't need no lover like your sorry ass!” As Yuichi began to push in, Kouga just threw more insults at him. “Ass-faced monkey!”

“T-Toad fucking mutt!” Yuichi closed his eyes, groaning as felt bliss. His partner was just stubborn, that was all.

“Y-you—!” His senses drowned out everything except the pleasure he hadn't felt in a long, long time. He bit his raw lip, breathing against the flaming flesh of Kouga. The wolf clutched onto the others back with his claws, legs automatically clinging around Yuichi's back as he was plunged into. “You… you… Yuichi…”

As the demon inside and on top of him leaned back, Kouga saw a flash of magenta. His eyes traveled down the sweating, pale chest of Yuichi, to the flexing blue crescent. Below that, just barely visible because of his own body, were two magenta, jagged fang-shaped marks running down his hips, pointing like arrows and just tempting him to look further down.

His eyes obeyed, mind practically numb to the slight pain he was experiencing and magnifying the pleasure, and the rage. Kouga bit his lip as he saw Yuichi thrusting into him, fluid making the sight just that more erotic.

“F-Flea bag…” Kouga lazily looked up at the others face, feeling his breath quicken as he was losing to the extasy. “Get the fuck…off me!” Yuichi opened his eyes, the blue glowing as bright as Naraku's did red. He gave a slight tip of his head before slamming into him especially hard, making the wolf cry out and begin to shake.

“Annnd… Why would I do that?” He leaned down, face merely inches away from Kouga now. “You're enjoying this, you horny bitch.” Kouga shut his eyes, claws drawing blood. He whimpered as he felt lips against his own. Yuichi ran his tongue across, grinning in satisfaction when the wolf peeked his tongue out to meet his own.

They climaxed, Yuichi biting hard against Kouga's shoulder as the wolf gasped his way to orgasm.

The after glow was amazing and Yuichi found himself yearning for more. He was just about to get started again, about to take advantage of the weak wolf when a roar tore through the sky, shaking the earth and making him startle. He hastily pulled out of Kouga, a moment of mass confusion taking over as he had the sudden instinct to run.

He found Kouga also standing, sending him a panicked glare before the wolf ran in the opposite direction. Yuichi then remembered something… he'd thrown Sesshoumaru in a river. Of course his brother would be pissed.

Cursing, Yuichi threw his pants on and ran, as fast as he could, far, far away and into a place that he knew Sesshoumaru would never find.

Inside the invisible barrier of a cave, miasma huddled in droves.

The scent of it resembled what the eldest brother of Sesshoumaru would call dead fish, or rotted fish, as well as the murky waters that those fish polluted.

He'd gotten used to it though, thinking of it as more of a package deal; he gets the man, man comes with miasma.

Yes, every full moon this red eyed half-demon came to him, robes draping in just the most slightly suggestive way to show his pale and delicious skin. His hair was natural and wild, the blackest he'd ever seen before. His taste, oh his taste, it was the sweetest he'd ever experienced.

But he never knew his name; he was instructed to never speak of him, never tell anyone of his teasing visits.

The first time had been in a hot spring, where the man emerged suddenly and began dropping his clothes, giving him the slightest smile as he stepped in the steaming water.

After that it was on a hill, where the half demon floated down to him, silhouette elegant across the gleaming and naked sky.

Of course, the eldest son was no fool. He knew that this half-man was merely playing with him, and knew of the great negative and plotting mind beneath it all.

In fact, he was fascinated with that mind, wanting to dissect it and study it. The greatest villains deserved to be respected and studied, and that was what the eldest was doing.

So, as he looked into the calculating and ever-changing red eyes, he gazed deep, farther into the half-man than any had dared.

His hand was on the others chin, rubbing soothingly as the other began to panic when he moved past that comfort barrier in the others mind.

But then a sudden calm; The eldest embraced the acts of murder he saw, the raw blood flowing out of grotesque corpses, disease and death, and despair taking it's mark on him.

And then, far in the corner of this half-man, half-demon' soul, was a solitary silhouette, bright against the prowling darkness of it all. He sat huddled, shaking and scared, powerless. And that explained it all, really, what all these heinous acts were born from.

How romantic, the eldest thought, to love a murderer.

By the end of the night, Sesshoumaru had stopped searching and had seemed to settle down. Maybe he's realized he's no match for me. Yuichi thought delightfully, running over the information he had received from the night before.

Well, from the time with the wolf, not from the time with my… Forbidden and murderous lover, is that what I should call him?

. . . He should have a name, right?

Shrugging, Yuichi stopped his thoughts about his mystery-man and instead focused on his only source of excitement—his brothers.

Sesshoumaru is too troublesome, even if I have promised to ruin his life. He looked around the top of the forest, perched up in a tree. He'd put human perfume on to mask his scent.

And Inuyasha… sounds like human drama. He didn't know if he wanted to dive into that, especially since Sesshoumaru's reaction didn't seem too pleasing. I can't promise to ruin two peoples' lives at once, now can I?

So then. . . He sighed, picking at his claws, absolutely nothing; why aren't things exciting like they used to be?

Like they used to be. . .

Well, life wasn't exactly a bundle of fun for him. I had to do all that damn woodwork as a kid. Cut my fingers countless times, only to have those sculptures go to waste when mom died. He shut his eyes, sighing restlessly and in frustration. That damn brother, that fucking arrogant piece of shit…Alright, how should I kill him?

Smirking in his almost-sleep, Yuichi relaxed further against the trees trunk, feeling the cool wind of morning blow his wind swept hair further into craziness. Hanging… maybe I could force him into suicide… oh, that would be a sight…

“How did Sesshoumaru die?!” Inuyasha would say, “You killed him? How dare you, you killed my lovely brother!”

“He killed himself dumbass.” And then Inuyasha would proceed to sob into his hands, weak human girl Kagome trying to kill him with her sword. “I can't believe you're so cold hearted!”

And then I will…will…mmm…

His body relaxed and went limp as he drifted off into sleep, the last nights events finally taking its toll.

“Inuyasha, I don't feel so good…” Kagome clutched against her arms, shivering as she began to look pale. She was in sleeping clothes, leaning weakly against the side of Kaede's hut.

“What's wrong, Kagome? You look sick—Inuyasha, help her!” Sango looked to the half-demon, who was looking at her warily, trying to figure out how he should react. Was this serious or… “That rotten soup you made `problly did it.”

“Inuyasha!” Miroku scolded, giving him a frustrated look before turning to come closer to Kagome. The monk placed a comforting hand on Kagome's and both Sango and Inuyasha gave him a warning look. “I may be a pervert but I know when to be serious!”

Kagome gave him a small smile through her wince, feeling as though… as though something was trying to invade her soul, something dark and—She inhaled sharply and deeply as a wave overthrew her, hearing the panicked yell of her friends.

“What did you do you stupid monk?! Kagome! Kagome!!”

“Calm down Inuyasha, your making me panic! Stop—“

“I aint stopping nothing until you tell me why she suddenly—“

“Mutt face, what the—What did you do to my woman?!”

“I aint do nothing fleabag, now get out so I can help Kagome!!”

Kagome was freezing, locked somewhere deep in… darkness. She could feel floor beneath her, smooth and like marble, but it was cold… unbearably cold.

Like ice.

She began walking, trying to heat herself, not able to stand the freezing pain of keeping her feet on that ice. As she moved further into darkness, the empty and silent air suddenly changed.

Mummers and whispered voices, in a tone she could just barely recognize. It wrapped around her, air becoming stale with humidity.

And then it rained.

She could feel wetness soaking through her clothes, crawling ontoher skin. She kept walking, though, scared but determined to find her way.

And then Kagome felt it; the unexplainable feeling of being watched, as if she was walking down an alleyway, hearing a pair of footsteps behind her that did not exist.

“Hello?” Her voice was loud, strong, and fragile. Should she see or hear something that would frighten her, that strength might break and panic would take over.

“Hello? Who are you?” Kagome stopped her walking, closing her eyes. She reached out with her mind, trembling still as the cold rain froze her even more. There was darkness, running like murky waters, grasping the air and twisting it into something… creeping.

“… more, you want more?” Kagome felt her nerves prick, a slight wave of panic coming onto her. That voice was so…twisted. It was… familiar, but so different. Like a friend without a face. “Please no, I beg that you—“ A horrible scream echoed and Kagome began to hyperventilate.

“Please stop hurting him!” Her cry echoed, silencing the mumbles and scream. She opened her eyes, uncovering her eyes. She was shaking. “Who are you? Please tell me!”

“…deserve this, your torture is needed to show you what she went through!”

“NO!! Please, STOP! PLEASE DON'T!”

A voice crying out like an fiddle scraping against an electric violin. “NOOO!”

“…promised…”

Kagome was on the ground clutching against her chest, tears rolling out of her eyes. The rain had stopped. The thunder that had begun to cry out had given mercy, and she was left bleeding the soaking rain from her body and clothes.

But just a little, just a small crack of light appeared,andhereyes absorbed it, hopeful and joyouswith anticipationthat she could open that just little further—as the waning light suddenly began to grow she felt satisfaction overcome her. Those voices began to come again, lightandjoy-filled laughs surrounding herand cheering erupting. She saw a sillhoute against the darkness, a face peeking through that cracked door. The disturbing face of a creature, its' red eyes gleaming in invitation whilst a lovely but deadly murderous hand held the door open further.

“Come on” It said, “Come here, Kagome.”

And then the sudden sound of a viscous and territorial growl, as if the fact that she had stepped into a region she was never allowed to witnesshad just dawned upon the owner of that heart. She had made a mistakethat had to be made, and thiswould send her tumbling back intoreality.

The connection disappeared, and Kagome Higurashi's soul traveled back to her own body. She awoke unaware of the importance of her experience, unknowing that she had, for just a moment, walked in the steps of another's shoes—those of a man she had never met before, but would in the near future.

This is more about the eldest brother and his mental problems than it is about Naraku and Sesshoumaru. The fact that he can accept Naraku's murderous acts says that there is something wrong with him, right?

Don't worry, there will be moreSesshoumaru in the future, as well as this romance. It will be both Sessh-centric and Nara-centric too. Right now, I think it will be more, `lets get the plot in place'-centric.

Love ya,

Therapydotai

P.S. I do so love reviews! Please…?