InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sesshomarus Revenge ❯ Sesshomarus Revenge ( Chapter 1 )

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Chapter 1

 

Sesshomarus Revenge

 

The hot sun beat down on the small figure of Sesshomaru's servant, and he squinted his eyes against the glare as he made his way back to his master's abode. He muttered imprecations to himself, leaning heavily on his staff, fear rumbling in his stomach.

 

“Oh, Jakken he'll kill you this time for sure,” he said to himself.

 

He'd been gone three days on his master's errand and had nothing to show for it. Sesshomaru had threatened to lop off his head if he came back empty handed. He would just have to through himself down and beg for mercy, after all, he was only poor pitiful Jakken wasn't he?

 

So preoccupied was he with these thoughts he almost missed them. The sound of voices reached him just before he crested the hill and revealed himself. He ducked down and crawled on the ground until he could peek over the rise without being noticed.

 

“Why does Shippou have to sleep with you?” growled Inu-Yasha angrily at Kagome, crossing his arms.

 

“He and Kirara only just rejoined the group,” said Kagome defensively, “he doesn't understand what has happened between us. He's only a child!”

 

“Well it's not fair, I only get time alone with you now when we reach a village or-”

 

“Or when we make an excuse to travel ahead of everyone else.” Kagome finished with a sigh.

 

Jakken was very surprised to see them, and intrigued by what he was overhearing. What was going on between Inu-Yasha and that girl anyway? This could be just the thing to redeem him in the eyes of his master! He would stay hidden and find out as much as he could.

 

“So, I guess we better take advantage of the time we have,” said Inu-Yasha with a sly smile.

 

Jakken watched in amazement as Inu-Yasha grabbed her and kissed her passionately.

 

“Not here!” Kagome said, breaking away, “someone might find us!”

 

Someone has already found you! Thought Jakken gleefully. He watched Kagome take Inu-Yasha by the hand and lead him off the path. Careful to stay downwind, he kept them just in his sights, at just enough distance to follow them. In a small glen the other side of a tangle of trees, Inu-Yasha took off his clothes and laid his kimono down to make a comfortable place for them. When Kagome was pulling her blouse off over her head, he dove for the first bit of exposed flesh at her midriff and started to kiss her there hungrily. She staggered under the sudden assault, the blouse still completely covering her face.

 

“Inu-Yasha!” she hissed in annoyance, “can't you give me a moment or do I have to say you-know-what?”

 

He pulled away with a petulant snarl, and then watched impatiently while she finished undressing. Even after all this time, the first sight of her naked body never failed to enflame him. And since they were together more infrequently since they'd picked up Shippou and Kirara, it was even harder for him to restrain himself. By the time she had removed all of her clothes and folded them in a neat pile, his erection was straining demandingly for the feel of her, bumping occasionally on his taut abs.

 

Meanwhile Jakken had found himself a place in a tree, which had many dense branches, concealing him from the sight of the lovers. Sometimes being small has its advantages, he chuckled to himself. The large green leaves helped to camouflage him in this cozy spot where he had avidly hid himself to watch.

 

They were standing, holding each other in a tight embrace, and kissing deeply. Inu-Yashas hands traveled from the firm, round mounds of her buttocks, up her back to tangle in her long, ebony hair. Gently he pulled down, making her head tilt back, so he could kiss her neck and shoulder. He trailed kisses down passed her collarbone until he reached a full, pink tipped breast. She moaned with pleasure as he clamped his mouth on her erect nipple and sucked hard. After giving her other breast the same attention, he spun them around and lay back on their improvised bedding, Kagome on top of him. She straddled him, and he picked her up with one hand by the waist, using the other to guide himself into her.

 

Jakkens mind raced and his heart beat fast as he watched Kagome ride Inu-Yasha, the soft sounds of their grunts and moans of pleasure filling the small glen. What would his master do when he told him about them? He desperately hoped it would distract him enough from Jakkens utter failure in his original mission. He decided that now was a good time to slip away, while the half-demon was preoccupied in the throes of passion.

 

It was afternoon by the time Jakken reached the palace of Sesshomaru. The gleaming white doors of his throne room shut behind Jakken with a loud clang that sent him sprawling and skidding flat out on his stomach towards the throne of his master. He decided to stay in that prone position, staring at his master's feet, while he gave him his report.

 

Sesshomaru growled menacingly as Jakken rushed through his failure to verify the location of the jewel shard they had heard rumors of, but quieted ominously as Jakken quickly jumped into his story of the new relationship between Inu-Yasha and Kagome.

 

“Did they have any jewel shards on them?” he asked.

 

“I don't know lord, I didn't see any.”

 

When after a few silent minutes Jakken still had his head, he slowly raised it to look at his master's face. The demon lord looked pensive instead of threatening, and Jakken would have felt totally relieved if not for the sight of his masters left arm. The arm Sesshomaru had most recently attached to himself was putrefying without the benefit of a jewel shard. It was swollen and turning black, green pus was oozing out of the fingernails. It was a human arm, since that was what Sesshomaru needed to take Tetsuiga from Inu-Yasha.

 

Suddenly Sesshomaru's attention focused back on Jakken, and he quickly bowed his head to the floor so as not to be caught by that powerful gaze. He heard a sucking sound, and something foul smelling bounced off his head and landed before him with a squish. Startled, he looked up and almost buried his nose in the rotting arm.

 

“Get rid of this putrescence Jakken, and don't think you are completely off the hook for not bringing back a jewel shard.”

 

Jakken squeaked, grabbing the arm, and backed out of the room, staying bowed down to the ground. He kept an ongoing stream of verbiage up about how thankful he was and what a merciful master he was until he left the room.

 

Well, thought Sesshomaru, so his half-human brother was fucking that girl who could find shards. This could give him a new and interesting way to separate him from Tetsuiga, and get the jewel shard he needed. And best of all, he could get revenge.

 

Inu-Yasha and Kagome had met up with the others at the designated location. It was a small village not far from the glen where Inu-Yasha and Kagome had had their tryst. The sole reason the village existed was because of the hot spring which brought a steady flow of people to use its healing waters.

 

“Did you locate any shards?” asked Shippou.

 

“No, if the rumor had been correct about a demon with a jewel shard, it must have moved on.” Said Kagome.

 

“Well, at least we can spend a night in a village.” Said Sango.

 

“Yeah, well if we are going to be able to afford it I'll have to perform an exorcism or two.” Said Miroku.

 

“Okay, well Sango and I can go to the hot spring and wait for you.” Said Kagome.

 

Sango smiled and nodded in agreement.

 

“I'm going with you!” said Shippou excitedly.

“Oh, no squirt.” Said Miroku grabbing the kitsune by the collar, “we only have enough money right now for the ladies. You and Kirara are coming with Inu-Yasha and I.”

 

“Yeah,” said Inu-Yasha, “if I have to go than you're sure as hell coming too.”

 

They dragged the loudly complaining kitsune off down the street, and Sango and Kagome made their way to the hot spring.

 

“Ahh,” said Kagome as she eased into the water up to her shoulders, “this is so much better than those cold streams and rivers. Oh, my aching muscles.”

 

“Yes,” said Sango, “this is a rare pleasure. But I'm wondering where everyone else is.”

 

The hot spring seemed strangely deserted for a place that was supposedly so popular. And come to think of it, the proprietor seemed to be acting odd as well, thought Sango. He'd given them the most peculiar look when handing them their towels and robes. And why did he seem so anxious to leave them?

 

Kagome's eyes were closed, a relaxed and blissful look on her face, and Sango was deep in thought about her suspicions. That is why they did not notice the four masked men who slipped up and grabbed them from behind. While one of each pair grabbed a girl and covered her mouth with his hand, his partner knocked her unconscious. They lifted the girls out of the water, and slung them, naked and dripping wet, over their shoulders and carried them away.

 

Kagome woke with a throbbing head, trying to orient herself, and noticed she was blindfolded, gagged and bound. Underneath her the world was tilting up and down jarringly, and she heard the clop-clop, clop-clop of hooves. Her naked breasts were pressed up against what felt like a man's thigh. She put all of this together in her befuddled mind and realized she had been abducted. Fighting a rising panic, she made out other horses and the murmured voices of men. She shivered, almost convulsing, both at the chill on her wet, naked skin and the terror of the unknown. In this state she just couldn't get her mind around what lay ahead for her. Inu-Yasha, she thought in anguish, where are you, do you even know I'm gone? The blindfold over her eyes became wet with her tears.

 

“Two women?” said Sesshomaru to the men he had hired.

 

At his feet, still bound, gagged and blindfolded shivered the girl Kagome and her companion who was unknown to him.

 

“Yeah, well, the proprietor knew that one of these girls was who you asked for,” said one of the men.

 

“We couldn't be sure, and besides, better if we left no witnesses or bodies.” Said another.

 

The other three grunted in agreement.

 

“Very well,” said Sesshomaru dismissively. “Pay the men, Jakken, and show them out.”

 

When everyone had left him alone with the two girls, he removed their blindfolds. Kagome's eyes widened in recognition, and then darted to his left arm. He had just replaced it not an hour before. He smirked and flexed the left hand.

 

“Yes, I'm still using these disgusting human arms,” he said, “but I have my reasons, as you know well.”

 

He decided he needed privacy, and hauling a girl each up under an arm, he carried them off to his bedroom quarters. The room was sumptuously appointed, with silk sheets on his large futon bed and soft pillows everywhere. But he dropped Kagome and Sango down hard on the tatmi mats. They sat up, their long wet, hair hanging in thick strands over their faces, but not obscuring their glaring eyes. He took the gag out of Kagome's mouth, and she coughed and took a shuddering breath.

 

“You will tell me,” he said pacing in front of her, “do you have any jewel shards? Where are they?”

 

It was a good thing she had entrusted the shards to Shippou before going to the village. He had wanted to feel important after being sick and left behind for so long, so she had impulsively given them to him with the promise that he would not tell Inu-Yasha. Defiantly, she pressed her lips firmly together until they made a thin line, and shook her head. He would get nothing from her.

 

Calmly he walked over to her and slapped her cheek. She cringed from the stinging blow, but held her silence. He grabbed her by the chin with his right hand and made her look him squarely in the eyes.

 

“I expected no less from you, brave girl,” he drawled, but you may not be expecting this from me he thought.

 

He hoisted her off the floor by the ropes still binding her and through her on the futon.

 

“What are you-?” she started to say as she looked about her, startled. For the first time she noticed the four short, metal posts that had been driven into the floor at the corners of the futon. With growing trepidation it began to dawn on her what was happening.

 

First Sesshomaru took off the bindings that pinned her arms, and using these same bindings tied each wrist to a post at the head of the futon. He repeated this with her ankles, tying them to the posts at the foot of the futon. When he was done she was spread eagled, face up. He stepped back to admire his handy work. Her eyes were glittering with fear, her mouth slightly parted. The full, round globes of her breasts bounced softly with her sharply drawn breaths. Her nether lips were parted invitingly, open for his inspection. He chuckled softly, pleased with himself. If only Inu-Yasha could see this, he thought, feeling all of his rage at the injustices brought on him by his younger half-brother sizzle under his skin.

 

Slowly, so that he could hammer home his message, he undressed. It sickened Kagome as she watched him that someone so beautiful could be so evil. His slim body was finely muscled, with broad shoulders and slender hips with those same lines that she so loved on Inu-Yasha. His erect cock looked even thicker than her lovers, if that could be possible. He stood over her for a moment, and his eyes began to turn a scarlet red, his fangs showing in a wicked smile. She opened her mouth and inhaled to scream.

 

“Scream all you want,” said Sesshomaru, “there is no one here who will come to your aid.”

 

She choked back a sob as he climbed on top of her, then she gasped as he sunk his fangs into her right breast. He lapped at the blood with his tongue, which felt rough on her skin, and then sucked savagely on her nipple until it hurt. He repeated this on her other breast, and as much as she tried to be brave, the tears started to flow. He trailed his tongue down her body until he got to her pubic mound, and again he sunk in his fangs. With his upper fangs embedded in the fleshy part, he explored her folds with his tongue. Fruitlessly Kagome pulled at her bonds and tried to buck him off, but the bonds were too tight for her to even move a fraction.

 

Suddenly those red eyes were looming over her again, and he braced himself by grabbing her inner thighs painfully, and thrust himself into her. Despite her attempts to be brave and not give into useless screaming, she had no control as his cock ripped into her with searing pain.

 

“Inu-Yasha!” she screamed, “Inu-Yasha, please, please, save me!”

 

Her face burned with anger and shame when she heard the evil and thoroughly amused laugh of Sesshomaru at her outburst.

 

“Do you really think that half-human, bastard brother of mine can save you?” he said, punctuating every other word with a vicious thrust inside her.

 

“ I seriously doubt it. I would be reconsidering telling me what I want to know if I were you.”

 

The rape seemed to go on forever. But instead of breaking down further, Kagome never said a word again after her initial outburst. She made her mind separate itself from her abused body and would not give him any more satisfaction. Finally Sesshomaru realized his tactic wasn't working. This girl was a lot stronger than he'd thought she would be. He ended it by coming inside her, giving a release to some of his pent up frustration and anger. Then he had a new idea, and began to untie her.

 

Sango had huddled, curled up on the floor, her eyes filled with anguish as she watched Sesshomaru rape her friend. It hurt her so much not to be able to come to her aid, and her cries to Inu-Yasha to save her pierced her heart. She did not understand when he finished without getting what he wanted. Somehow she did not think he was admitting defeat so easily.

 

Kagome went limp on the futon after she had been untied, aching in every muscle, and in pain from the assault. But she wasn't free for long. He bound her hands behind her back, and bound her ankles, then leaned her up against the wall in a sitting position next to Sango.

 

“Such a brave girl,” he said sarcastically, “you may be brave when you're the one being raped. But let's see what you do about this.”

 

He grabbed Sango off the floor and carried her over to the futon.

 

“No! Sango!” Kagome gasped, “you can't, she doesn't know anything!”

 

He turned to her and narrowed his red eyes.

 

“I know she doesn't,” he said, as he tied Sango up the way he had Kagome.

 

He removed the gag on Sango and began his assault by digging his fangs viciously into her lower lip. Kagome heard Sango make a muffled cry as he bit her, and she burst out in fresh tears. Suddenly she understood what he was trying to do.

 

He raped Sango even more brutally than he had Kagome. He bit her multiple times on the breasts, penetrated her orally, anally and vaginally, all to elicit the cries of pain that he hoped would break Kagome. Kagome lay huddled on the floor, crying and begging him to stop. But each time he would stop to say he would only quit if she gave him the answers he wanted. The first few times Sango would say no, don't tell him anything Kagome, until she was too overwhelmed by the assault to do more than scream.

 

Back in the village, Miroku, Inu-Yasha, Shippou and Kirara had gone to the hot spring to find Kagome and Sango. When they couldn't find them, they woke the proprietor, who denied they had even been there.

 

“I don't believe you,” growled Inu-Yasha, and stalked off into the hot spring complex despite the proprietor's calls for him to stop.

 

Miroku, Shippou and Kirara went after him as he sniffed around, and to his satisfaction he picked up the girls scents. He followed their scent to a small chest where he found their clothes stored and out to the bathing area of the spring. But after that there was no more sign of them.

 

“They were here, “ said Inu-Yasha to Miroku, “that proprietor is hiding something!”

 

Going up to the flustered man, Inu-Yasha grabbed him by the front of his nightclothes and lifted him off the ground.

 

“Where are they?” he growled baring his fangs, “tell us what you've done with them!”

 

“N-nothing, I didn't do anything!” said the frightened man.

 

Inu-Yasha shook him violently.

 

“Some m-men,” he gasped, his knees quaking, “they looked like ninjas. Mercenaries. They took them away.”

 

“Where?! Where did they take them?” said Inu-Yasha, shaking him harder.

 

“Inu-Yasha, you do that too hard and he won't be able to tell us anything.” Said Miroku.

 

Inu-Yasha turned to glare at the monk.

 

“I don't know, they didn't say.” Bleated the proprietor.

 

“So where can we find them now?” Said Miroku.

 

“They're said to be camped on the outskirts of the village.” He answered, “please, I don't know any more!”

 

“Let him go Inu-Yasha,” said Miroku, “he can't help us anymore.”

 

Inu-Yasha dropped the man unceremoniously in a heap on the ground.

 

“If I had been with Kagome, this wouldn't have happened,” sniffed Shippou, clutching the missing girls clothes.

 

“You would probably have been abducted with them,” said Miroku. “Come on., let's go”

 

They managed to get one last bit of information from the frightened proprietor, and that was that they had been on horseback. Inu-Yasha tracked the scent of the horses until they found the campsite. The men were all asleep; no one was on watch. Obviously they were confident that no one would bother them. But they never considered they would ever be confronted by an enraged half-demon named Inu-Yasha. Miroku had to yell at Inu-Yasha a number of times to stop before he had killed them all, or injured them so badly they could not get any information from them.

 

Bleeding heavily from an injury on the head that he had received when Inu-Yasha tossed him head first into a tree, one of the men stammered out the name Sesshomaru and pointed in the direction of his palace. By this time it was nearly dawn, and Shippou was staggering on his feet. Inu-Yasha reluctantly agreed with Miroku to get some sleep before they set out, but not for too long and not back in the village.

 

The next morning they reached the palace, and Inu-Yasha unsheathed Tetsuiga and strode up to the door. He knocked the door down with one blow.

 

“Eep!” yelped a frightened Jakken, “Lord Sesshomaru, my lord, Inu-Yasha is here!” He cried trying to run away.

 

“Where is he?” yelled Inu-Yasha, catching him by the collar with the tip of his sword and dangling him in the air. “Where are Kagome and Sango?”

 

“Lord Seshomaru, Lord Sesshomaru!” Jakken continued to cry as he hung at the end of the sword while Inu-Yasha burst into the throne room.

 

Sesshomaru sat on his throne, the girl Rin by his side, and casually glanced up at the intrusion.

 

Inu-Yasha tossed the terrified Jakken off the sword and into the air towards his half brother. Jakken cried shrilly, until Sesshomaru raised his hand and caught him as he was about to sail over the throne.

 

“So, have you learned how to use Tetsuiga yet little brother?” he drawled.

 

“Why don't you come and see!” said Inu-Yasha and dealt a single blow that can kill a thousand demons.

 

Sesshomaru's eyes went wide, and he grabbed Rin and jumped out of the way as the shock wave cracked the floor and headed for the throne. No sooner had he dodged the blow then Inu-Yasha was upon him and Tetsuiga was piercing his chest.

 

“Where are they?” screamed Inu-Yasha at him, and a dazed Sesshomaru, completely taken by surprise by this turn of events, whispered that they were in his room before he passed out.

 

Inu-Yasha pulled the sword from him with a sickening sound, and ran off, Miroku and the others not far behind. He through open the doors of the bed chamber and gasped at what he saw. Coming up behind him, Miroku surveyed the scene in a second and clapped his hand over Shippous eyes.

 

“Hey, what are you doing!” said the incensed kitsune.

 

Miroku pulled the girls clothes from Shippous arms, to his further chagrin, and tossed them to Inu-Yasha.

 

“This isn't for a child to see,” said Miroku, “you take care of the girls Inu-Yasha, we'll be waiting outside. Take as long as you need.”

 

All the anger had momentarily bled out of Inu-Yasha to be replaced by concern as he went over to Kagome and Sango. They lay unconscious on their sides on the floor, bound, battered and bleeding from small puncture wounds on the tender parts of their bodies. Their beautiful faces were red and puffy from crying. Gently, he began to untie them.

 

“Wha-what?” said Kagome groggily, instinctively flinching away as the bonds came loose.

 

She looked up in terror and met the concerned golden eyes of Inu-Yasha. Tears of relief came to her eyes as she through her arms around his neck and hugged him so fiercely he almost toppled over.

 

“Where's Sesshomaru?” she asked with dread.

 

“I took care of him, don't worry,” he said darkly.

 

He left them moaning and rubbing their numb and aching limbs, trying to get the feeling back in them. Going up to the futon, he shredded the sheets into strips to bind up their wounds. His hands shook with anger while he helped with the improvised bandages and listened as they explained what Sesshomaru had done to them. He told them he was glad they had not revealed anything to him, and Kagome could tell that he was proud of her bravery by the look in his eyes. They finished getting dressed and Inu-Yasha let them lean on him for support as they made their way out of the room.

 

“Oh, Kagome!' said Shippou, launching himself at her, “Miroku wouldn't let me come help you! Are you okay?”

 

“Yes, Shippou, now that you have saved me.” She looked up at Inu-Yasha as she said this, and an unspoken communication went between them. His eyes softened in acknowledgement.

 

Back together again, the group left, and Inu-Yasha told them he was sure he had killed Sesshomaru this time, he would not be coming after them.

 

Back in the throne room of Sesshomaru's palace, a weeping Rin crouched over his dying body. Her tears fell on him, and some splashed on Tenseiga where it hung on his waist. Wiping her tears away, she had an idea. Carefully she unsheathed the sword, its weight almost too much for the young girl, and stepping back unsteadily, she touched Sesshomaru with it. With all the love in her heart, she willed this to save him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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