InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Rape of Persephone...Sort of ❯ Part 4 ( Chapter 4 )

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

Something you should know...

In some of the Greek myths, Ero’s mother is Aphrodite. (Others say it was Nyx, but that’s not the one I’m choosing to follow) So since Aphrodite is the daughter of Zeus, (again, not in all Greek myths is this true.) that would make Ero’s his grandson. Ero’s isn’t actually related to Hera (Zeus’s wife) at all expect as a step-grandson. You’ll see why I explained this later. (Hehe)

In Greek myths Ares is very in love/lust with Aphrodite, even though she is married. She is not married in this story. (He’s still in lust with her)

ARY2021- Thank you!! I don't know, I feel kinda bad I keep bashing on Hojo... oh well! Don't worry, Inuyasha will get his happy ending to.

I'm Inuyasha's Dirty Little Secret- Thank you!!!! Teehe, Jakotsu's my favorite to.


Disclaimer- I do not own Inuyasha or the Rape of Persephone myth.

Inu no Taisho's Palace

"More wine my lord?" A serving wench asked quietly, holding up a wine jug.

Inu no Taisho nodded and held out his empty wine glass carelessly, watching as she poured the ruby liquid into the cup and slunk away before sipping it with pleasure. He hummed under his breath, still amazed at how good liquor tasted up here.

He looked around his court, feeling satisfied with all the happy faces. Everyone was feasting, drinking and being merry. His smile grew wider then he heard Naraku, God of War challenge Sango, Goddess of Battle to a fight. Whenever he was drunk he always forgot Sango could kick his ass blindfolded, and tried to fight her anyway. It made for some great laughs.

He sat back in his chair, noticing his mate's cheeks were slightly flushed red from all the wine she had been consuming and knew it would be a good night tonight.

It was so good to be king.

"Father!" Inuyasha bellowed, breaking Inu no Taisho's happy moment.

Inu no Taisho sighed as his youngest son stalked towards his throne, clearly angry and for whatever reason covered in ice and snow.

He was probably here to complain about his brother. Again. You would think his sons had better things to do then waste his day describing in length each and every petty slight they felt they suffered.

'Father, he bit my ear!'

'Father, he put fleas in my pillow!'

'Father, he's being a jerk!'

'Father, he is a complete waste of air.'

'Father, he was born."

"Father, he stole Kagome!" Inuyasha screamed, quieting the entire hall.

Inu no Taisho blinked, getting the feeling Inuyasha wasn't just whining. "Explain." he ordered.

"Sesshomaru kidnaped Kagome and refuses to give her back." Inuyasha answered, his fists clenching.

"Oh." Inu no Taisho replied. He blinked once. "That's a damn shame son."

Inuyasha stared at his father, "...aren't you going to do something? You can't let Sesshomaru kidnap women whenever he wants!"

Inu no Taisho took a calm sip of his wine, "This is the first I've ever heard of Sesshomaru kidnaping women Inuyasha. And I suspect it will be the last."

Inuyasha's already pale face turned whiter. "What do you mean?" he almost whispered.

Inu no Taisho shrugged, "I'm sorry son, but there's nothing I can do. You didn't claim her, and Sesshomaru has more need of her then you."

"Sesshomaru has more need of her then me?" Inuyasha said blankly, "Sesshomaru has more need of her then me?!" He repeated more angrily this time. "Dad, I love her! Of course I need her more!"

"What do you want me to say Inuyasha? You never claimed her; I can't go and take her back for you. It could start a civil war among the gods if he fought back. Use your head boy!" Inu no Taisho snapped back.

"What about Kagome? She a fucking spring goddess, she'll die down there if she hasn't already!" Inuyasha shot back in desperation.

Inu no Taisho shrugged, "I sincerely doubt your brother would allow her to die so easily, I’m sure they’ll figure something out." he said dismissively.

Inuyasha stared at his father in amazement. "‘They’ll figure something out?’ Father you can’t let Sesshomaru do this!" Inuyasha shouted.

"We don’t have any choice Inuyasha." His father shot back, slowly rising to his feet. "Let her go." he commanded.

"Fuck that, I won’t let her stay with him!" Inuyasha swore before popping out of sight.

Inu no Taisho gritted his teeth together as he dropped back down in his seat, absently noticing the other gods and goddess resuming their tasks. He knew he shouldn’t have had kids...

Sesshomaru and Kagome

Sesshomaru and Kagome continued to stare at each other, waiting for the other to respond first.

Finally Kagome tilted her head to the side, fixing a puzzled look on her face while her black hair spilled over her shoulder in a way that slightly distracted Sesshomaru.

"Are you well Lord Sesshomaru? You look like you just found out your dog ran away and died." she stated calmly, looking slightly amused.

Sesshomaru instantly snapped his features under his control, showing nothing to Kagome. "What-" he began slowly, "-have you done to this room?" he asked as calmly as possible.

"I thought it was obvious Lord Sesshomaru. I’ve clearly grown plants in here." Kagome responded back, losing the confused face.

"Why?" he almost growled.

She shrugged, the strap of her gown slipping, "This suits me."

"Turning our room into an overgrown garden from hell ‘suits’ you?" Sesshomaru would have snarled if he didn’t have such amazing self control.

Kagome jerked back in surprise, "Our room?"

Sesshomaru took a step towards her, annoyed when she didn’t retreat. "Yes, our room."

"What exactly do you mean when you say our room?" She asked, clearly stalling.

"I mean the room where we will sleep, where we will live, and where we will make my next heir." Sesshomaru elaborated, taking no satisfaction in how bleak her face looked.

Kagome tossed her head back, standing her ground while her plants started to sway slightly.

"Not on my life." she growled back, her fists clenching.

The temperature dropped even lower as Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed. Frost shone faintly on the hanging plants and ivy, and Kagome shivered despite her wanting to stay unaffected. When Sesshomaru took a step forward, he was glad to see her take a tiny one back.

"I wouldn’t bet anything that great Kagome." he warned softly, "Your life belongs not just to you, but to me. I won’t allow any harm to befall it."

Kagome face went white but forced herself to stand her ground, ignoring the sinking feeling in her stomach.

"Yo!" a voice snapped, "Possessive statements are not cool Sess!" A heavy hand slapped the back of his head.

Sesshomaru snarled, his eyes going red and the apple tree suddenly burst into flame while the frost melted off the wall. He whirled around, his claws ready to slice the fool who had laid his hands on him.

But Jakotsu had already retreated, hiding behind Kagome, half gloating and half terrified.

"Come on Sess, you don’t really want to hurt your favorite uncle, do you?" Jakotsu asked teasingly, crouching so low behind Kagome Sesshomaru could only see his eyes.

Sesshomaru’s soft growl rumbled through the room but he forced himself to calm down.

Almost at once, the red left his eyes, his claws slid back to their normal length and the flaming apple tree immediately frosted over.

After he dealt with Kagome and his uncle, he was going to have a serious talk with the Fates about giving death kings gay, playboy, gods of love for an ‘involved’ step uncle.

"Your Stepmother sends her love by the way...well she didn’t actually say that since she doesn’t know you’re my next project, but she will when we gossip about you later." Jakotsu told him cheerfully.

Sesshomaru briefly closed his eyes, praying for patience. How much would his stepmother mind if he clawed her favorite brother apart? Surely she would get over it in the next century or two...

"Why are you here Uncle?" Sesshomaru forced himself not to growl.

"To help you two love birds out of course!" He popped next to Sesshomaru, leaning close to his ear, "No offense Sess, but you really suck at this." he whispered helpfully.

"The only help I need is in getting out of here." Kagome shot back.

For a nanosecond, regret filled Jakotsu eyes, "Sorry short fry, can’t do that. Sess here got himself so powerful everyone’s afraid to cross him. No one can help you."
Kagome jerked again, her hand fluttering to her throat as the plants around her drooped and the bright colors faded. "No one’s coming?" she whispered.

Jakotsu shook his head. "Even if you did escape, I don’t know if anyone won’t try to bring you back. He’s got everyone that scared of him."

She swallowed, "What about Inuyasha?" she asked.

Jakotsu shrugged. "He can’t do much, though he tried. He’s a nature god, he’d die down here."

Her gaze cut across to Sesshomaru. "You have to let me go. I’ll die down here to." she begged.

Sesshomaru shook his head once, "No." he said simply.

Flowers started to crumble into themselves, the grass shrunk and the ivy on the walls started to fall down as she looked hopelessly at Sesshomaru, "I can’t stay here, I can’t become the Queen of the Dead. You have to know this."

"If she doesn’t physically die, she’ll die a different way Sess." Jakotsu warned softly.

Sesshomaru didn’t even hesitate. "No."

Kagome forced herself to take a breath. "Excuse me." she murmured, making her way to the dressing room. She quietly shut the door and the men winced when they heard her loud gasps and chocked sobs.

Sesshomaru clenched his jaw and started to stride towards the door, snarling down at Jakotsu’s hand when he stopped him.

"Let her be for a minute. Do you even realize how much you screwed up here Sess?" Jakotsu asked angrily. "Would it have been so hard to court her on the surface? She doesn’t want to be here."

Sesshomaru set his lips together stubbornly, "Once she accepts it she will be happy." he stonily answered back.

Jakotsu snorted, "Oh yeah, happy with the jerk who dragged her kicking and screaming from everything she knew and loved, to come live in hell with its cold, scary, emotionless prince. Any girl would be thrilled." Jakotsu replied sarcastically.

He sighed at his step-nephews lack of response. "You sure you’re not going to do the smart thing and give her up?" he asked tiredly.

"No." -was his ever so eloquent reply.

Jakotsu shook his head, "You are sooo lucky to have a god of love for an uncle. I still might not be able to fix what you screwed up, but I’ll try for Kagome’s sake."

Sesshomaru glanced over at Jakotsu, "You’ll use one of your magic arrows on her?" he asked, his mind already whirling with plans for once she was in love with him.

"Hah!" Jakotsu laughed, "You seriously thought I’d make this easy for you? Nuh-huh buddy, you want to win her love, you’re going to have to work for it like any other poor slob in the universe. ‘Use one of my magic arrows’, please." Jakotsu repeated disgustedly. "You know, that’s the problem with all you big shots, you think you can charm a girl with a snap of your fingers. Well let me tell you Sesshy, it doesn’t work that way. If you want a good female you have to sweat, and bleed, and talk a whole lot just to get her to notice you." Jakotsu ranted, obviously getting into his lecture. "You got a lot of work ahead of you with that kind of attitude, you better be willing to-"

"Jakotsu." Sesshomaru interrupted, "Get to the point."

Grumbling a bit at the lack of a ear to listen to him rave, Jakotsu got to the point.

Hojo

Hojo studied his arm intently, flexing it and stretching it to see if he had grown any hot muscles yet. If he wanted to be the new Lord Sesshomaru, he had to get buff.

However, his arm remained flatter then a hairy pancake.

...whatever a pancake was.

He sighed and dropped his arm. He should probably call Jakotsu again, but he was slightly scared of him. He could just see himself falling in love with a porcupine, and hearing Jakotsu taunting laugh when he tried to pull the needles out of his lips and hands.

Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to call on him again so soon...

And besides, what was the point of having strength if he looked like a wimpy shrimp right? No one would ever respect him if he didn’t look good.

It was time for his make-over.

And this time he knew exactly who to call.

He took a deep breath, tilted his head back and screamed, "KAGURA!"

Kagura, Goddess of Love and Beauty.

"Ohhhh, right there Naraku." Kagura moaned as Naraku’s clever fingers hit the right spot and dug in.

"Do you need anything else Kagura?" he purred, not letting up his massage.

Kagura grinned against her arm. It was almost pathetically easy to manipulate Naraku into doing whatever she wanted. He was such a fool; she never had to lay a finger on him to get him willing to lay down his life for her. But then again, she never had to do so for any man and would never.

She sighed in bliss. Being a love/beauty goddess was the life.

She suddenly scowled when some moron’s hollering reached her, the force so strong she was nearly knocked off the table she lay on. It was answering the calls of ugly, love hopeless fools that sucked.

Kagura smiled sweetly up at Naraku, wanting to roll her eyes at the way he almost started drooling. "Naraku darling, hold that thought." she ordered, sitting up while clutching the sheet to her chest modestly. With one pop she was dressed in an elaborate robe, and with another she was gone.

She landed down in the Elysian Fields almost instantly, and desperately wished she was somewhere else.

Hojo...

She nearly gritted her teeth at the sight of the hairy twerp grinning smugly at her. That little slug had been the ban of her existence for nearly a century now, ever since the incident as she liked to remember. Recalling the incident to much caused lines, and that wasn’t good for a love and beauty goddess at all.

"Hojo." she said icily, "I wish I could say I wish it’s a pleasure to see you. What the hell do you want?" she asked rudely.

Hojo tsked at her, "Kagura, is that any way for a love goddess to talk?"

She smiled sweetly, "Go kiss your hairy ass."

"Actually that was what I wanted to talk to you about." He spread his arms out, "Fix me."

Kagura’s sweet grin turned wicked. "Oh, I’ll fix you alright." she told him, advancing slowly, "I’ll fix you into the ugliest corpse anyone’s ever seen." she purred, her nails growing sharper then daggers.

"Not like that!" Hojo shrieked, jumping back. "I need a make over, not a funeral!"

Kagura scowled, and her nails slid back to their normal length. "Damn it, you just ruin everyone’s fun, don’t you?" she snapped.

Hojo frowned back, "Hey, I could be a fun guy!" he defended himself.

"No you are a fun guy. I’ve never seen another person, gods, demi-gods and mortals like to torment and make fun of so much." Kagura replied innocently.

Hojo sniffed, "I don’t feel like getting insulted Kagura, I just need someone to help me."

Kagura sighed. Hojo was normally pitiful just by standing, but when he made a effort it was hard not to feel sorry for the guy. "Like what?" she said cautiously. Never let it be said the Goddess of Love and Beauty does not have a heart.

It made her popularity go down.

Hojo immediately perked up. "I want you to make me look just like Lord Sesshomaru!" he announced, puffing his bony chest out.

Kagura’s mouth fell open, so shocked she didn’t even care that she looked like a gaping fish as she stared speechlessly at Hojo.

‘Lord Sesshomaru?" she repeated slowly, trying to wrap her mind around Hojo, with his goat bottom, hoofs and curly horns dressed in Lord Sesshomaru’s flowing robes and glittery, pretty hair.

And immediately burst out laughing.

She braced herself on her knees as tears started pouring down her carefully make up face, "You think YOU can look like Lord Sesshomaru?’ she gasped out between wild bursts of laughing.

Hojo scowled at her, his face slowly going red, "Will you stop? It can’t be that impossible! I mean, I know I need some work..."

"Some work?" Kagura chuckled, "Some work?" she repeated, still laughing like a manic.

"Yes, some work. Stop laughing already! Come on, is it really necessary to roll around like that? Stop it!" he ordered.

Finally Kagura got control of herself and sat up on the ground, wiping grass off her robe as she examined him. There was no way in Hades Hojo would ever look like Sesshomaru, the earth would freeze over before that would ever happen.

But it might be a lot of fun to try and ‘accidentally’ fail.

Kagura grinned evilly, visions of a silver-haired Hojo danced through her head, complete with white body hair and a very creative use for his horns...

"Alright Hojo I’ll do my best to help you." she told him as she snapped her fingers and a chair sprung out of the ground, clamping onto Hojo and holding him on tight.

"Ladies!" she called out, and her handmaidens Yura and Kanna appeared with scissors, dye and silver hair extensions. "You know what to do."

And they descended on a trembling Hojo, crackling like harpies.

Kagome

Kagome collapsed against the door, slowly sinking down as sobs wracked her small body. She didn’t even notice the cold floors against her bare skin as she leaned against her drawn up knees and let her tears pour out, uncaring of anyone hearing them.

How could she survive? She was a spring goddess, she could never live among the dead without dying herself. And underground...she could feel her fear returning now that she didn’t have the will to keep it away, she was so far underground...

Her throat felt like it was closing up, her heart sped up and she fought for breath as she thought about the miles and miles of dirt over her head. She would die down here, or worse, become as cold as Sesshomaru himself.

Oh gods, she couldn’t breath...

“Get a hold of yourself Kagome!” she shouted at herself, suddenly disgusted with how foolish she was acting. The way she was going on, you would think she needed air to survive. She was immortal, it would be harder to kill her then with a little suffocation. Hell, with how dumb she had been acting it might be good for her.

Angrily she wiped her tears away, and got up so her bare legs weren’t laying on the ice cold floor. It wouldn’t be good to get frostbite just because she wanted to indulge in some self-pity.

This was it, she had had it with Sesshomaru. She didn’t care if he was one of the most powerful gods in the universe, she was sick of his pompous, arrogant, ‘I’m-superior-to-you-lowly-slime-now-bend-down-and-lick-my-boot s’ attitude and was tired of his possessive -you-are-mine-oh-ah’ caveman mentality. She was Kagome, Goddess of the Spring, not a piece of cattle to be owned and it was damn time she started acting like it.

Sesshomaru wanted to ‘own’ her? HAH! He thought today was bad? She’d make him so miserable he’d be begging her to leave.

She was going to make him so sorry he had ever messed with her.
Grinning evilly at the thought, she yanked some very expensive, velvet dress off the rack, uncaring of the ripping sounds she heard and sat down on it, deciding it made very good protection from the chill. She placed her hands flat on the marble and called any living plants to her.

Sesshomaru’s life was about to become a living hell and he was completely clueless.

Sesshomaru

“This is so embarrassing.” Jakotsu moaned. “The God of Love’s own step-nephew is completely and utterly clueless about women.” he looked up at the ceiling, “Just where did I go wrong?”

Sesshomaru fought not to grit in his teeth, though he was in a much better mood now that he couldn’t hear Kagome sobbing. “What is wrong with silence in a woman?” he asked.

“It means they’re planning something dumb bell! And it’s usually involving your head served to her on a platter.” he shook his head again. “When they talk, it’s usually to much work to keep up chatter and plan how to hurt you the most. Though, there are some women who can and they’re extremely dangerous to the male population. But I’m hoping for your sake Kagome isn’t one of those.”

Sesshomaru’s eyebrow twitched just the tiniest bit as he fought not to roll his eyes.

“Anyway, always keep Kagome talking. It doesn’t have to be anything overly important, just keep her mouth occupied so her brain isn’t. And unless you have a death wish, never tell her that’s why you like to keep her talking. Tell her you like the sound of her voice, the way she describes things, or how intelligent she sounds, but never, ever, EVER tell her its to stop her from thinking. You’ll get murdered in your sleep.” Jakotsu cautioned.

Sesshomaru almost scowled in his uncles direction, “Even I was aware of that Jakotsu.”

Jakotsu snorted, “Sure, just the way you were aware to never tell a woman she looks fat.”

“Appearance in my line of work is important.” he defended himself, even as he told himself he had nothing to defend to his uncle. “People will not be afraid of a dark queen who has visible rolls.”

“No one would be afraid of Kagome if she was the size of a stick!” Jakotsu snapped back, “She a fucking spring goddess for crying out loud! She should be frolicking in pretty fields with butterflies around her, not gliding across graveyards on her way to torture souls!”

“There’s nothing wrong with graveyards and tormenting evil spirts.” Sesshomaru replied back, slightly annoyed.

“Not if you’re a death god! And she isn’t.”

“She doesn’t have to do all that.” Sesshomaru allowed, “She will have other duties.”
Jakotsu shook his head, “You know, you might think about moving the castle to the Elysian Fields. Kagome can go out, play in the woods, soak up the sun and make a few friends with some of the nicer ghosts.” he suggested.

Sesshomaru almost sneered, “It’s to...emotional there.”

“Oh right, I forgot, Kagome is as cold and as creepy as you are, right? She’d hate it there.” Jakotsu said, his voice heavy with sarcasm. His face turned serious for a moment, “It would be better for her then here though, you have to admit that Sess. At least she would almost be in her element, and she could draw strength from the sun and various wood life. What does she have here? She’s seriously going to lose strength stuck down here all the time.” he pointed out wisely.

“I will take her up to the surface once in awhile when she no longer wants to run.” Sesshomaru told him.

“She’ll be wrinkled, weak and crawling around on the ground before that’ll happen.” Jakotsu snorted. “You can’t think making her fall for you can be done that quickly?”

“If I say no will it save me a lecture?” he almost grumbled but was ignored by Jakotsu.

“Do I just have to drill a hole in that pretty head of yours for you to remember one simple piece of information? She isn’t going to be madly in love with you by tomorrow pal!” Jakotsu shouted. “It’s going to take a hell of a lot more effort then you’ve shown so far. Making her weak is not going to help your cause-“

”You think I would make my own mate weak on purpose?” Sesshomaru growled, cutting into his lecture. “Do not even dare suggest it.”

“You sure fooled me!” Jakotsu retorted. “Keeping her away from the sun is just going to make things worse between you two. Even though you say you aren’t, she’ll assume your doing it to break her.”

Sesshomaru looked at him for a long moment. “The last thing I want to do is break her.” he said slowly.

“Then start acting like it.” Jakotsu told him. They both turned at the sound of a door opening. “Good luck kid, remember to do what I told you and she might not kill you!” Jakotsu said cheerfully before popping out of sight.

Sesshomaru faced the door and waited for Kagome to walk out, feeling like he was about to face down a woman that would make the cruelest soul he had ever met shake with fear.

Hojo

“Kagura? Just what are you doing with that?” Hojo asked, looking at the hot wax and paper sheets she held in her hands nervously.

Kagura blinked innocently. “Making you over into Sesshomaru.” she said sweetly as she approached him. Yura saw the evil gleam in her eye and slowly backed away from where she was twisting silver hair extensions into Hojo’s now white hair.

Kagura dripped the hot wax on Hojo’s hair chest. It would have been much funnier to let him keep the mounds of chest hair on his body and simply dye it silver, but causing Hojo the extreme agony this would produce was much more fun.

“Just relax Hojo, it’ll only sting a bit.” she lied happily as she applied the paper to the hot wax.

“I don’t know about this Kag-URA AHHHH!!” Hojo’s scream ripped through the forests, causing birds to take flight and small animals to run away from the horrible noise.

Kagura examined his pale and tan chest closely and giggled, “Oops! Missed a spot!”

AN: Ok, this was the last chapter I had written previously and ROP 5 is being a jerk to write so I can’t promise such regular updates anymore. So review a lot to inspire me!!!!!