InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Shattered ❯ Love ( Chapter 4 )

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

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Inuyasha, and the characters therein, are the property of Rumiko Takahashi. I am in no way affiliated with Takahashi, or VIZ Productions
 
~She…she wasn't Kagome!~
 
“Unhand me!” she screeched shoving at him, sending him into the wall five meters back.
“Stupid human,” she hissed her eyes snapping fire as crimson tint over took the normal brown of her gaze.
“Miroku!” Sango cried rushing the demoness who looked like her best friend.
“INUYASHA!” Shippo screamed as Rin cried “Sesshoumaru-sama.”
And then three wet, half-naked men were there, Sesshoumaru's torment evident in the rounded posture of his shoulders, the scars on his pale skin.
He blindly rushed to the children, pulling them to him as he watched Kagome with wide, golden eye, dry tear tracks on his icy skin.
“What the hell is going on!” InuYasha demanded and `Kagome' turned to them, her face sweet and her eyes evil.
“InuYasha-chan!” she cried rushing to his side, clinging to his arm, “Miroku was hurting me!” she sobbed tears filling her eyes as he stared down at her.
“InuYasha, she's not the real Kagome!” Miroku shouted at him, his purple eyes pleading.
“I know,” the half-breed said calmly.
“What?” she asked her shock showing.
Cupping her cheek he smiled down at her in a way that made Koga's heart freeze, so cold, so loving, so very deadly.
“My Kagome, would never have cast her shadow onto my brother, not while he was injured like he is,” he whispered as he stroked her face. “She wouldn't have hurt Miroku but most of all she doesn't call other humans `Stupid human's” he said before shoving her away his eyes hard.
“Tell your master I'm coming for him,” he said his face set.
“Tell him to prepare to die!”
 
Kagome stared at the darkness around her, she'd lost track of how long she'd been in this dark place, though she knew that once a day she was feed, her stomach cramped with hunger, her mouth parched. The door opened, casting a dull grey light into her tiny cell. Dull, lifeless brown eyes tracked the mans' movements as he came towards her. He was the reason.
He was the master.
He was…a god.
“Good afternoon my lovely,” he cooed his deeply set eyes that changed colour depending on his mood. Right now they were a burning gold, molten.
He was angry.
“Now, since my…baby brother loves you so…you can take his punishment,” he whispered as he stroked her cheek…
 
Naraku smiled as her screams echo through his masters castle…Savitar was so…amazing…perfection…pure evil.
And he was related to the inu brothers.
A brother by illegitimate birth and they had never known of him until Sesshoumaru had been captured…
“Master Naraku,” a coy voice called and he turned to see the clone of InuYasha sashaying his way toward him.
Savitar made them…clones…perfect copies…only more perfect…more powerful.
“Yes, YashaInu,” he answered as a small smile touched the mans lips, unlike InuYasha his copy was a sensual being who excelled at seduction.
Savitar had told him that InuYasha was a sensual being as well he just suppressed that side of his nature…hid it away.
The clones were the personifications of the hidden aspects of those they were cloned after.
“I was wondering when Kagome-chan was due to return…” the half-breed clone said a small smile on his lips…
“Soon, Master Savitar said she had sent a message that she was returning this day,” Naraku answer.
The boy beamed at him, though it had little of the innocence the word implied, it was a predatory, anticipatory smile that held the promise of things best left unsaid.
“Good,” he said and turned to leave.
 
InuYasha woke the next morning, Sesshoumaru pressed tight against him, his brother now seemed to like to cling to him instead of Rin, though the child was asleep on the other side of his brother. Shippo and Rin were wrapped up tight in his tail as Sesshoumaru slept with his head on InuYasha's chest, InuYasha's arms surrounding the demonic lord.
The smell of cooking elk filled his nose and he opened his eyes, glancing to his right, were Koga and Miroku were sitting by the fire, both looking down…depressed.
“Oi, cheer up,” he barked quietly, this was the first time since Sesshoumaru had slept since his ordeal and he didn't want to wake his brother.
Two sets of eyes turned to him and he said “We'll find the fucker, we'll kill the fucker and we'll save Kagome,” he assured, his confidence in his voice.
“D…do…don't be so sure…InuYasha,” Sesshoumaru whispered “he…he…” his brother swallowed as they all looked at him, his eyes were still closed, his hand gripping the corse fabric of InuYasha's top.
“He…he would have broken her by now,” he whispered, “If not…she would have little hope of escape…if she's been with him for so long,” he said.
“He'll take…his anger…his irritation…at you…us…out on…her,” he shuddered as if remembering something.
“Sesshoumaru,” InuYasha whispered brushing a hand over his brothers head, the silken strands untangled making his fingers glide easily through the mane of silver.
Those tormented golden eyes opened and stared up at him, studying his expression.
“He…he's…he controls…everything,” Sesshoumaru murmured, his eyes falling closed as he drifted close to sleep.
“What?” InuYasha asked frowning.
“Naraku…his children…us…he is the master,” Sesshoumaru mumbled, licking his lips in a sleepy motion that tugged their heart strings…it was a puppy movement…innocent and childlike.
His breathing evened out, muscles relaxing again and they knew he was asleep…hopefully nightmare free.
 
Savitar smiled as he sat on his throne, Naraku at his feet.
The half-breed was amazing, a perfect puppet…
“Master,” the hybrid said.
Black-gold eyes lowered, finding the crimson gaze of the younger man.
“Yes, pet?”
“What are you going to do about InuYasha's threat?” the man asked as the long fingered hand of his master stroked the black stands of his hair.
His master did this often. He enjoyed touching, being touched.
“Naraku my pet, you have no need to fear…I'll take care of everything…I'm just waiting for the last piece of the puzzle to fall into place,” Savitar said. The look in his eyes made Naraku curious.
“And what is that?” he asked.
Cool lips brushed his forehead and just before Savitar claimed his lips the man whispered “Love.”