InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Prophecy ❯ Chapter 2

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

"Well, well...It's been a long time since I've felt a female body against my own…I like it…"

Kagome gasped, her ribs protesting the sharp twisting movements against her back as the veins and bushes wrapped tighter, trying to constrict her body. Oh God.

If she died, the world would be no more. Sesshomaru couldn't control the Jewel on his own.

She cried out, arching her back as one of the thorned bushes cut clear through the back of her kimono. That deep chuckle sounded again, the look in those amber eyes mocking—and amused. "While I like hearing you cry out, I'd prefer you do so in pleasure. Now—"

No matter how outrageously insane he was, the look in those amber eyes was deadly. She couldn't move. Her hands were pinned against his chest.

"—what have we here? Forest demons?" He snorted. "Pathetic." He cast another look towards her, those sinful lips of his smirking.

Sinful lips? What the hell was she thinking?

"Hang on. This might get rough." Oh God, he had the audacity to wink at her. What the hell was wrong with him? This forest of green was close to constricting the hell out of them and—One of his hands swept up—how had he freed his hands?—and he gripped her chin and tilted her head back. Her eyes flared wide as he slammed his lips over hers, kissing her hard and fast. He released her as abruptly as he had caught her chin and focused on the greenery.

One clawed hand gripped the thick vines curling around her back and with one short swipe she felt the constricting tide against her back released. Her knees buckled and she collapsed at his feet, falling against his legs. That deep resounding chuckle came again, this time wickedly amused.

"You could have picked a better time to be on your knees but by all means…I won't stop you…"

She stared up at him, the wind blowing that silky silvery white mane of his every which way. The meaning of his words sank in and she lurched back. Who the hell was he? His hand snaked out, curling around her wrist. He jerked her back against his body. His hand slid down her back, spreading wide and keeping her flush against him. "Watch it." He warned softly, not once looking down at her as he spoke. She had come dangerous close to being sucked into that Thorn of Bushes when she had made that dangerous move. Stupid woman.

He was tall. Her head barely reached his shoulders and she had to tilt her head back to look up at him. The look on his face was gleeful, as if he were highly amused—very obviously enjoying himself. He was easily dodging attacks that were thrown their way but not by moving. He was blocking them with his hands and arms and as she watched, he withdrew a thin sword that transformed into a massive demon one. He slammed the tip of the blade into the ground, blocking a heavy blow. Her mind kicked into gear then.

She'd had enough.

"Let me go." She braced her hands against the tense muscles of his chest and pushed but he didn't budge an inch. He glanced down at her and those mesmerizing amber eyes met hers again.

"Sorry, csitri, but I'd rather not have your death on my conscious."

She'd had enough. She could put a stop to this now. It was dangerous but she was tired of this little game between him and the Forest. "Let me go." She warned softly. He chuckled again and tightened his hold on her and swung his sword in a wide arc, cutting off heavy, writhing vines. Her eyes narrowed and she spread her hands wide over his chest. She gathered the swirling energy that was pooled in the center of her body and sent it outward. Bright light pulsed in her hands—against his chest. She heard him curse, heard the skin where her hands met sizzle as smoke rose up. He released her as suddenly as he had surrounded her.

"Shit."

She brought her hands to her chest and spread them inches apart. Slowly, a small aura of pink light flowed. "Enough." Her eyes narrowed and without warning she slammed her hands out. The aura exploded and flew outward, encasing the writhing plant life. She swore she heard the demon plants scream in her mind, writhing in agony from the power of the Jewel. Slowly, her features saddened as the light faded and she saw the burnt remains of the forest life that had surrounded them. It wasn't vast but she hated seeing the greenery turned into something ugly—so dead.

"That wasn't very nice."

She stiffened and turned towards the sound of his voice.

It hadn't been very nice at all. It had hurt like a mother fucker. She had seared his chest with her hands. He glanced down to his quickly healing flesh and all that was left of her defensive attack was two small hand prints. She was a Priestess. From what he had just witnessed, she was a very powerful Priestess. And a very, very beautiful one.

By all that was unholy, he wanted to run his hands through her silky black hair, see if it was as soft as it looked. He remembered the moment he had woken. He had felt the constricting agony around his body but more than that, he had heard her cry echoing in his mind. He had felt the soft contours of her body against his own. It didn't matter that he had woken to a life or death situation, he was a man and to top that, he was a demon—well, half—and no matter the demon, they had high sex drives. They weren't like humans and their pitiful desires. No, their lust was all consuming. He'd be damned if he had been able to keep his remarks to himself.

"I told you to let me go."

"Yeah." He took a step towards her and stopped when she withdraw her bow and arrow. He arched an eyebrow. As if.

Narrowing her eyes at the arrogance on his face, Kagome pursed her lips. Maybe he had been sealed to that tree for his arrogance. She was tempted to do him a favor and put him back.

"I highly doubt you're going to do much damage with that." Who was she, this mysterious black haired angel? He could feel the vibe of power rolling off her in waves but he had the feeling it wasn't intentional.

Her brows furrowed and then she glanced down at her hands. The wire along the front of the bow was snapped in two which would, all in all, render the bow useless. She dropped the useless weapons. She didn't need them. She was a weapon.

"You saved my life when you took the arrow out. I saved your life afterwards, Csitri'."

Those golden eyes of his were unreadable. She wasn't used to that. She frowned. "What?"

Trying to play stupid now, eh? He chuckled. She wasn't going to get off that easy. She was far from stupid. "You heard me."

"No. What does csitri mean?"

"Little slip of a thing. Now—" He took a step towards her but stopped when she held out a hand. That small hand of hers had seared his flesh. Very, very naughty…He liked the thought of her being naughty. He liked it even more when he thought of being naughty with her. He crooked his finger at her. His eyes glistened when she stared at his finger dubiously. "—come here. We need to even out the score." He grinned, showing off white teeth.

Had he actually crooked his finger at her? Cocky bastard. She slowly lifted her gaze back up to his. She had never met anyone like him before. So full of himself. She frowned again. "No."

"No?"

"Did I stutter?" No, she hadn't. He hadn't heard her wrong. Enlightenment filled her eyes. He wasn't used to being told no, was he?

"Well, I can always come to you. I'm always for keeping things fair." The lie rolled off his tongue easily. When had he ever played fair? Looking at her now, hearing their playful bantering, he knew he wasn't going to play fair. He couldn't explain what it was about this Priestess. One look down at her upturned face and he lusted after her. She was beautiful. She was courageous. She was forceful. She thought she was in control.

She was dangerous.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "No then…I could always kill you."

"You wouldn't get far."

How presumptuous of her. So confident—for a human Priestess. "You think so?" She nodded and he couldn't help but chuckle again. God, she was beautiful. She thought very highly of herself when facing a demon. Why—what made her powers so different? He really didn't care. In fact, he didn't give a damn. He sighed dramatically. "Since I can't kill you, csitri, tell me your name?"

"Stop calling me that." She was not his little slip of a girl or anything for that matter.

"I have to call you something." Again, that smirk of his.

She sighed. "Kagome—"

He launched himself at her the moment the words left her mouth. His hand spanned the length of her throat, cupping the column while his other speared into her hair. "Well, Kagome—" He tested her name, his eyes nearly closing at the sweet, intoxicating smell of her in such close proximity. "—if you were going to kill me, I would be purified right now, wouldn't I?" He whispered just before he jerked her head back, tilting her chin up. His lips slammed against hers. He didn't give her time to react but he felt her hands spreading over his bare chest. She wasn't responding but she was shocked—he was still alive. He thrust his tongue past her lips and almost groaned at the heated, honeyed taste.

He jerked his lips back—inches—when he felt a warm burning sensation on his chest. He laughed low, the sound deep. "Bitch." He teased softly, enjoying—amused—at the fire that entered her eyes. He pulled back and released her slowly. The woman set his blood to boiling…He smiled slowly and leaned forward again. He kissed each eyelid closed.

When she opened them again, he was gone.

Who was he? Kagome pressed her hand against her pounding heart as she walked through the corridor, trying to still the heavy tempo. She hadn't even gotten his name.

'I don't want to know his name.'

She should have purified him the moment he had made the first suggestive comment. Dammit. She glanced up as she passed a window, saw the full moon high in the sky. Where was he?

'I do not want to know where he is.'

She winced at the thoughts in her head and then closed her eyes. The Full Moon. One more night. It was mandatory. She followed the stairwell up and didn't stop until she came upon a set of double wide doors. She pushed them open and past the sheer curtains she could see Sesshomaru standing on the balcony. He was waiting. She closed her eyes. The Prophecy. Again and again…

She turned towards the pristine and held her hands inches apart from her bosom. She took a deep breath and closed her mind off from everything else around her. She could feel the energy circling in her hands again. The white aura calling to her, calling to the Jewel. The energy was warm, caressing her hands. She circled the aura with her hands, channeling her energy into it—purifying it. Again. She had to. Each night. The world would never be free of evil so the Jewel would forever have to be purified.

She would never be free.

She opened her eyes slowly and stared at the swirling colors as the white slowly started to turn a vibrant pink, the power slowly purifying in between her palms.

'Csitri…'

The light burned her palms, flaring bright before it faded back into her hands, as if nothing had happened. The Jewel was purified but that flash of light shouldn't have happened. Not when she thought of him.

The Jewel was purified and Sesshomaru was waiting for her. As she climbed onto the big four-bolstered bed and spread out on her back, she closed her eyes as he crawled atop her body. She kept her eyes closed as he thrust into her body and rocked her gently against the sheets with his thrusts until he came—with that, she could feel the warm vibration of the Jewels power inside her, letting her know it was safe. Anything—she would do anything—to keep the Prophecy safe, to keep the Jewel safe.

This was the only way.

'Csitri…' She remembered the sound of his voice when he had said it. For a moment she couldn't feel the throb of power inside her body. Just as quickly it was back, as if nothing had happened.

Something was wrong. But what? Why?
Review, review, review! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. It was actually a little hard to write. I knew how I wanted it to end but I was having a hard time getting up to that point. If you have any questions, just let me know. Feel free to give me idea's for the next chapter. Anything anyone would like to see in the next chapter...? :]

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