InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Poison ❯ Fuck ( Chapter 1 )

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

F U C K

Author's Note:

This story is dedicated to White Dire Wolf for her story "The Demons within us." I really hope you like it.

of the trip

Inuyasha groaned in extasy as the liquid from the needle shot into his system. Coursing through his blood stream. Coursing through the very thing that kept him alive was being contanimated by something that could very well kill him. He closed his eyes as the hot sensation washed over him like a wave, rushing from his head to the very tip of his toes, leaving behind deepened desire in its wake. He burned, he ached, he craved, he yearned for more venome to course through his body.

Oh God, he could feel it again. Oh sweet Jesus. The burning temptaion to touch her again scratched at his mind and body. But he couldn't. He just couldn't taint some so deliciously pure. But yet his body screamed at him for him to touch her.

But he resisted temptaion. And he would shurely pay dearly for it too.

Oh God, how long had he been like this? How long had he withdrawn from everybody and took refuge in his dark and lonely cornor of his mind? How long had he taken up the dreadful sterylized death trap that he jsut could pry his mind off of or take his eyes off it? How long had it been since he made the thousands of tourniquets above his elbow and longed for the pin in his skin and pushed that button that counted down his days left to live? How long had it been?

Days, weeks, months, years?

He didn't know. But every day, after every practice, after every glimpse of her, he would return to his blank mind and dig a deeper whole until he didn't know who the hell he was.

During that time -that spand of time he had all to himself- his scenes hightened.

The passion, the heat, the desire, the temptation, the blood in his body, the blood that kept his inner demon in check, that blood rushed faster that it even had done before.

Nirvana.

Heaven.

Euphoria.

Eutopia.

That's what it felt like. That's what he expireanced as the drug assaulted his being. It's what he saw as the chemicals fucked up his brain cells. That's what he touched as it overrided his inner workings. It's exactly what he wanted. And he fucking got it.

It's what kept him alive. The want to keep coming back. To expireance things he surely couldn't expireance here. It's what pushed the adrenaline as fast as it could.

It's what made him Inuyasha.

He was his own drug and he didn't care. This trip wouldn't last long.



of the trip




I do not own Inuyasha.

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M.