InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stranded ❯ The Great Escape ( Chapter 11 )

Disclaimer:Even though, I created the storyline, the characters I am borrowing belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I do not make any moneyusing Inuyasha and company to write this fan-fiction! In addition, other than Inuyasha and co. all person or persons in this fiction dead or alive are completely coincidental.

Nor, do I own the rights to: Cleveland Hopkins Airport, Armani, Louie Vuitton, Beethoven, Jack Daniels,Budweiser, Scheherazade, or Coke. I would defiantly be one rich woman if I did.

 

 

A/N: I revised and revamped this chapter.

 

Chapter 11

The Great Escape

 

Kagome could feel the warm blood still seeping from her forearms, her breathing labored, and her eyes, swollen, from the constant amount of tears. She did not know if Naraku would stop! She could feel his hardness lay across her back, while he continued his torment.

 

Kagome felt a glimmer of hope, when she suddenly heard the disheartened sounds coming from Inuyasha. Her heart sunk; nevertheless, he was still alive. She wanted to scream his name—but fear held her paralyzed. She could hear Naraku smirk, as they listened to Inuyasha's resounding growls from the distant room.

 

“So, Bonita seems our little friend has awoken, maybe we should go and see how he is doing?” With that said, he grasped her now frizzed hair, only to yank her off the bed. Kagome began to struggle trying to regain her balance.

Naraku could feel her oppose him, as she resisted once again, retreating from his stronghold. A smug expression bestowed his sinister face. His biggest thrill in life was to watch people squirm—like ants under a magnifying glass. No! Killing his prey was far too easy, the more his quarry struggled, the more excited he'd become.

 

As they headed toward the back room, Naraku contemplated the many ways he would torture the two, who dared stepped foot onto his Island. He reminisced, remembering the look of terror on the Taro's face as he murdered them; he wondered if Inuyasha knew it was him? Naraku, shook his head no, there was no way he would know, nobody knew. Now, he would have a new hold over the young half-demon's head, before he would kill him. Naraku would gleefully watch him squirm, at the devastating news that would soon bestow him. He chuckled; indeed this would be a worthy voyage home.

 

She could feel the brute strength, from his strong grasp, pushing her onward. She was thankful, that he'd finally let go of her hair. Every time, she would try and sooth her arms, he would roughly push her hands away, shaking his head in a negative manner. She needed to escape find Inuyasha, and leave this retched place—if it was only to meet their maker with the cruelness of the ocean before them. She closed her eyes tightly as she dreaded on what would occur if they stayed any longer—would he rape her? Or, would he kill the man she had fell in love with?

 

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Inuyasha could hear footsteps approaching the closed door. He sniffed the air, smelling Kagome's blood. Not to mention that bastard was with her! Inuyasha was relieved that she was still alive and untouched. However, how long would that last? He growled slightly, desperately trying to shake away, the unpleasant thoughts. He tried pulling the chains, which where tightly bolted to the wall, he sighed, `still, effortless!'

 

Inuyasha heard the door open, as he looked up from where he lay. Kagome was the first to enter. His eyes narrowed, when he could see the crimson slashes that adorned her arms. Once again, he began to struggle under the tight embrace of the cold metal restraints. His eyes flickered from a bright red hue, and then receded to gold.

 

Kagome wanted to run to him, but the hand on her shoulder told her otherwise. Desperately, she tried to get out of his grasp; however, he just snarled digging his claws into her soft flesh. Kagome hissed in pain, as tears formed in her lifeless eyes. She felt utterly defeated, and seeing Inuyasha shackled, broke her heart further. She closed her eyes. Kagome had no choice, but to accept their fate, which fell heavily on their hands—or, whatever their captor decided to bestow them.

 

“Let her go, you fucking bastard!” Inuyasha snarled, pulling the shackles harder—yet the chains didn't break.

 

Naraku's laugh was cold and sinister, while he pulled Kagome closer to his body. His left hand dug deep into her onyx hair tightly. Roughly pulling it to the right, he heard her yelp—forcing her to bare her neck to him, in a submissive position. His lips raked over her flesh, tasting her sweet essence, and his cold glare staring at Inuyasha with a smirk. Naraku's tongue darted out of his mouth—like a snake—coiling around the toned features, of her chin. Feeling her cringe under his tight embrace, he smiled and started nipping at her neck, leaving red welts in his wake.

 

“Inuyasha snarled fiercely, at Naraku, his eyes returning to the fiery crimson color, promising a slow painful death! “Get off her, you fucking bastard!” Inuyasha growled, baring his sharp pointy fangs. He could not understand why he wasn't able to break free from his restraints, as he continued to struggle. He hated watching the scene before him, and just wanted to dismember Naraku!

 

Kagome closed her eyes tightly, when she felt his warm tongue caress her throat and chin. She heard clanking from the chains, which imprisoned Inuyasha. However, she didn't want to open her eyes, just yet. She didn't want to see the anger and pain on Inuyasha's face.

 

What a cruel joke fate was, dealing her another hand. She just survived a plane crash, the ocean, only to fall in the hands of a monster! She thought about escaping, as he continued touching her. Kagome slowly recalled meeting Inuyasha on the airplane, where hateful words ensued. In addition, remembering back, to where they were on the white sandy beach and how their relationship had changed in the course of four days. How she changed, she didn't want to lose the memory. If she were to die, then it would be beside her love. A love she'd never thought that she would ever find again and how she wished that it were Inuyasha's mouth on hers, and not this iniquitous lunatic.

 

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The phone rang throughout the upper deck of the yacht, as one of Naraku's henchmen gradually answered it. “Hola…?”

 

“Hello to yourself! Where's your boss? Put him on the phone now!” The baritone voice said sternly. He could hear the phone being set down. Hiten had a smug look on his face that his commands indeed, were taken seriously.

 

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It didn't take long for the brawny man to retrieve his boss, “Sir usted tiene una llamada. Arriba.”

 

Naraku growled rendering his hold on his hostage, he chuckled, “It seems to me that I have a call upstairs, why don't you two reminisce.” He laughed cruelly, “I'll be back to retrieve what is mine!” Naraku turned to leave, snapping his head around, he began to stare lustfully at Kagome. “And, as for you Bonita…” Naraku licked his lips tenderly, “When I return, we can continue were we left off!”

 

“Go fuck yourself, you…psychotic freak!” She screamed, trying desperately to stay calm. Not to mention that she had no idea what he was about to do to her now. Kagome's felt herself tremble, as she rubbed her hands together trying to sooth her nerves. She could feel her legs weaken, as she glared coldly at him, ignoring his stoic glare.

 

Naraku snarled at her, as he cracked his knuckles, “why Bonita… why must you make me mar your beautiful face?”

 

Kagome slowly backed away from his approaching form. There was no escape, and her words were going to cost her a very punishable fate. She watched with trepidation, as he stalked her, only to toy with her.

 

Naraku smirked wickedly, while she could see the pointed ends of his fangs.

 

Kagome never saw the forceful blow, as his fist collided with the side of her cheek. The mere force was enough to make her lose her balance, while she stumbled backwards. She could feel the warmth of the crimson liquid seep slowly from her nose. Her lips stung fiercely, she was sure that her lip been spit open, due to the brute force from the impact of Naraku's fist. She immediately put her hand to her already swollen and red face wiping away the slow trail of trickling blood. Tears begun to swell form her frightened eyes.

 

Naraku smirked, licking her blood of his knuckles. Grabbing her chin roughly, he smiled cruelly when he could still see her feisty behavior. However, that would soon change…he would break her lively spirit—besides to him that would be more amusing. “Maybe you'll watch what you say, the next time we speak…! Because, Bonita this could escalade far worse than it already has!” Naraku pointed to Inuyasha, he'd use him as a bargaining chip. However, he really didn't need it, and could kill him at anytime. Although, she didn't know that. Keeping Kagome in fear left him in control. “You fight me again! And, I promise you, that he'll meet his fate, sooner than you can bat your pretty little eyelashes!”

 

Naraku then ordered his men to guard the door, closing it behind him as he left.

 

The two listened to the click from the metal latch. A sigh of relief filled the room, Naraku was gone, and for a brief moment, they were alone. “Oh, Inuyasha,” she sobbed, throwing herself on top of Inuyasha's body crying harder onto his bare chest.

 

Inuyasha growled slightly, sniffing the air, as the pungent odor of blood emanated his sensitive nose, “Look at me!” he barked.

 

Kagome Slowly glanced up. She gasped when she saw the gash upon his brow. Suddenly forgetting her sufferings, she immediately attended to his wound, looking around for anything to wipe away the blood that still slightly glistened in the lighted room. Not finding anything, she was about to use the end of her camisole.

 

Inuyasha snarled, “Stop that! I want to see what that bastard did to you!”

 

Kagome stopped cleaning his wound, looking painfully into his golden eyes. “I am okay Inuyasha, but how are we going to get out of this one?”

 

Inuyasha wanted to comfort her. However, he could still smell the fear emitting from her, as each of her palms rested on the lush pillows encasing him. He could see the four claw marks maiming her arms, and a large contusion, that now adorned the side of her face, leaving traces of a blackish-blue complexion.

 

Inuyasha's heart broke, seeing the woman he was so fond of, injured. `How dare that bastard touch her?' Anger washed through his veins, at the mere thought. That bastard would die a slow and painful death! He would make sure of that! However, it did not stop the guilt, which ate away at him. He berated himself for not being able to protect her, his eyes softened, as did his voice. “I am sorry I wasn't able to protect you, Kagome. I should have tried…I would rather have died, then to let this bastard take you!”

 

Her dull eyes were born with new life, when she leered at him. “What? And, watch you die before me! I can't bear to think what would happen…they had fucking guns Inuyasha, and you're not bulletproof!” Leaning into him, she rested her head against his neck gently stroking his face. “You're alive, that's all that matters…either way he still would have taken me.”

 

“No!” Inuyasha snapped, “That bastard wouldn't have been given the chance!”

 

Kagome leaned forward, staring him dead in the eye, “Then if not by him, then by his men!”

 

Inuyasha growled, Kagome was right, their still were others on the island; that he would have to fight. Unfortunately, their guns would have made quick work of him! Either way, he would have lost. “I will figure something out! And, I don't know where he is taking us?” He leaned his head forward his cheek resting gently on her un-bruised cheek. He whispered in her ear, “When I get a chance, we're getting the hell away from him!” He pulled away only to regain her heavenly eyes, “Stay alive! That's all I ask. Promise me Kagome… Promise me, that you'll stay alive. Even if it costs me, my life! Stay alive!”

 

Kagome began to cry as she felt her tears fall freely down her face, “I can't leave you! I…love you, and I refuse to leave you behind! Do, you understand! I love you!” She reached for his lips brushing tenderly over the moist flesh.

 

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Hiten sat in his small pontoon plane, which rested off the coast of: Caracas, Venezuela, the state capital. He waited, uncomplainingly, as he sipped his fresh hot Columbian coffee.

 

Stretching his long muscular legs, he could feel his jeans dig tightly into his abdomen. He shifted again trying to get comfortable. Tapping his fingers on the yoke, he was pleased that he was now comfortable, now he could patiently wait for his boss on the other line. Hiten knew Naraku was not pleased with him. However, it wasn't his fault that he couldn't land due, to the restricted flying zone. Setting his hot coffee down in the holster, he rubbed his hands through his long black hair. Hiten lowered his sunglasses, revealing his blue eyes as he watched a slender brown-haired woman walked passed him, sauntering onto a nice-sized boat.

 

“This better be good! I don't like being interrupted!” Naraku growled.

 

Hiten cringed hearing the sinister voice on the other end of the line. “Look man, I'm sitting here in Caracas, and I wasn't able to land, due to the restricted flight zones.

 

“Hola, Hiten!” Naraku said realizing who was on the other end. “You're lucky; I'm feeling in a generous mood today. How about I'll take you out to lunch, and then you can meet my new guests,” he said calmly, gazing at his own personal stash of Coke, and Panama Red smoke, on the wooden table, enticing him.

 

Naraku glared at his drugs hungrily. Digging his claw into the white soft powder; scooping up the fine white candy, which he quickly snorted, but it wasn't enough, as he chopped some more of his blow. With each slice of the blade—became, a punch, or a kick, to the voluptuous woman downstairs; arousing him. He smiled, as he took the small silver razor scratching the loose powder into another thin line, sniffing it obsessively. Then lifting up a joint he lit and then inhaled the smoke into his mouth, as he held in the essence of the potent drug.

 

Lying next to the phone rested a pad of paper and a gold pen, Naraku lifted up the pen, “Give me you location, and I will meet you there.”

 

Hiten preceded to tell him his exact position as Naraku wrote it down, “You better not fail me again, Hiten!” Then Naraku hung up the phone, taking once last deep inhale of the precious smoke, he thought about how he would slowly kill the man who betrayed him. He approached the small room that led to the stateroom, only to give the captain his new orders.

 

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Kagome and Inuyasha were deeply involved with their kiss that they didn't hear the half demon enter the room. Silently, Naraku crept silently to the unsuspecting couple, and could see her one hand running through his sliver locks, while the other was plastered on his right ear. With heated raged Naraku grabbed a tuff full of her hair, viciously tossing her off the bed.

 

Kagome cried in utter pain when hitting the floor with a sounding thud. Her eyes blurred, as she looked up only to see the malevolence man standing before her. She turned her attention away from Naraku only to see an enraged—Inuyasha.

 

Kagome gently massaged her sore scalp, watching him circle around her. She sat there silently awaiting her torturous fate. Half sitting up while her legs outstretched on the carpeted floor crossed. “Who are you?”

 

“Who am I? Bonita… yes, let's get to know each other better. Here, I will be the nice guy and start first,” he said snidely as he knelt down next to her. “My name is Naraku, and I'm your worst fucking nightmare.”

 

Kagome cringed at his words; she quickly turned her head away, from him so she didn't have to look into his malevolent eyes. She whimpered painfully, when the feeling of his rough hands yanked at her face, making her face him once again, shivering with disgust. “You make me sick, Naraku!” She hissed.

 

Inuyasha feared the worse hearing her words; he growled viciously, “Naraku get your fucking hands off her! Fight me!” He yelled, as his chains clanked violently around the headboard.

 

Naraku just laughed, “Wait a little bit longer perro, your turn will soon come. And right now, I need to tend to the lovely Bonita,” he voiced, never leaving his eyes of his captive. “…Ah, now where were we? Yes, I remember now…! You said I make you ill. Well let's just find out how sick I can be!”

 

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It was late in the afternoon before Sango Nakamura entered Kagome's home, hearing the dog bark insanely from inside the house. “It's okay Sandy, I'm here to take you out,” she spoke softly as she opened the door and been greeted by a fawn color pug. She smiled warmly, watching the curly tail wag, as Sandy's body shook with anticipation. Pulling out the key, she placed it on the rack and then placed her purse on the marble floor. “Hold on let me check the messages and then I promise, I'll take you outside.” Sandy barked, as she followed Sango. “Okay, okay, I will take you out now.” Grabbing the leash, and the keys she closed the grand oak door. She inhaled the summer air, and the fresh floral scent of flowers, surrounding the overabundance of trees, which silhouetted the cobble stone walkway.

 

Sango could not help but envy her friend, she had always dreamed of a life like hers. However, she wasn't dealt that fortunate of a hand. Sango had to admit she had a good job—bartending in the evenings, at a local nightclub in downtown Cleveland. The tips were good and the job paid well. She lived comfortably just by herself. She walked off into the lawn, glancing over her shoulder, wishing this were her life. She loved the way the house gave an inviting country look. The four-bedroom ranch home had a wrap-around-porch, a two-car garage, and a vast amount of land.

 

Sango felt the little pug give a tug of the leash; she then headed back towards the house. She smiled as she pulled her brown hair back against her slender face, safely tucking the lose strands behind her ear. Entering the house, she quickly unleashed the dog as she watched her scamper away towards the kitchen cabinets begging for a bone. `Spoiled dog,' she pondered, as she approached the cabinet giving Sandy her biscuit. Sandy carefully took the treat from her hand then left the girl alone, wanting to eat in privacy. `Yeah, like I would ever eat that.' She chuckled, and then pushed the button on the small black answering machine, which sat on the Island in the middle of the kitchen.

 

The fine gray granite surface was smooth to the touch. Behind her stood a large stainless-steel gas range with a double oven. While she listened to the messages, she wrote the messages down on a blank piece of paper lying next to the machine. “Well, Sandy so far you're mom hasn't called,” she said to the pug, which now sat by Sango's feet,—wagging her tail joyously.

 

Then she heard it, she did not want to believe that her friend was missing, quickly she stopped the machine, and hit the back button, only to conform that this indeed, wasn't a sick twisted joke! “That was Souta. I need to call him,” she stated, yet her voice was weak and she struggled back the tears as her heart broke and yet the hardest thing she would have to do is call the Higurashi home, during trying times.

 

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Souta ran to the phone in the kitchen, “Hello,” he said mournfully. His eyes lit up when he heard the feminine voice over the phone. “Sango, I am so glad that you called back…yes, she seems to be doing better, at least she comes out of her room... No Sango, I will keep you posted… Okay, tomorrow that would be fine I'll let my family know… Thank you Sango, that means so much to me. Yes, I will stay strong…okay love you too.” Souta sighed then hung up the phone.

 

“Who was that?” the old man asked, walking into the kitchen.

 

“Grandpa, that was Sango, she wanted me to give her condolences to the family, and she said she would stop by tomorrow, to see how mom is doing.”

 

Souta watched his grandfather lower his head, “that will be fine,” he said sadly, and then turned and left the kitchen. Souta sighed and headed back upstairs to his own room. His family had fallen apart, “God,” he began to pray, “Please bring my sister back, if she is still alive, and if not please give us some kind of sign so we can move on. Thank you, amen.” Lying back on his bed, as his head rested on a fluffy pillow he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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Naraku chuckled, as Kagome narrowed her eyes coldly at him. “Bonita, you said you would do anything to protect your Perro!”

 

She sighed she did say that, she would give her life to the shackled man, “Yes I said that, but you also said, that you wouldn't hurt us!”

 

“So I did, but you know what Bonita…,” he breathed gruffly in her ear, “I lied.” Suddenly and roughly, Naraku brought his lips to hers; he could feel her warm soft lips touching his. He yanked her head bringing it closer to his; he could feel her trying to retreat as he stared into her now wide-eye expression.

 

Kagome could feel the bile rise in her throat as he continued his kisses, and it felt as if she was kissing a wet sponge, as he licked all around her lips. She gagged, when she began to feel his warm tongue enter her mouth, she closed her eyes praying that this nightmare would soon be over, yet opening her eyes again, she was struck with the reality that this was no dream this was a nightmare. `I need to do something.' With her free hand, she brought it roughly to the face of the creature before her. Grateful that she was now out of his grasp; she spit and wiped away her mouth—like some disease, she just received.

 

“Oh, I'm sorry,” she cooed, arising as she sauntered her way over the irate monster.

 

His eyes watched her lustfully and was angered he was when he felt her mighty sting—actually he enjoyed the feeling incalculably. He smiled, `she has finally come to her senses…? No, she is just toying with you!'

 

Inuyasha stopped his snarling; he too was curious with Kagome's new behavior.

 

Kagome's hips swayed gingerly, as she approached Naraku. With one hand on his chest and the other now nestled into his black hair she brought her lips on his, demanding their attention.

 

He could feel her soft hands slowly making their way down to his pants—he been so caught up with the very desire and he forgot about his prior thoughts. He was lost to her.

 

All Kagome could do was to think about Inuyasha, and she hoped that her trick would work only to get out of this unfortunate situation. She tried not to cringe when she could feel his harden shaft, as she slowly stroked the tip that been hidden inside his pants. She fought the urge not to be sick, as she continued giving him pleasure. Then at the right moment and the right time, she would strike. Feeling his arms coil around her body, she knew that the time was now! With her sharp nails, she dug into the sensitive flesh, as hard as she could.

 

Naraku pulled away from her lips in agonizing pain, feeling the intensity of the sting was too much, and now he was under her mercy. He growled. “You fucking whore! You bitch! I'm going to fuck you and then kill you...oh, so slowly!”

 

Kagome drove her nails deeper into his flesh and could feel the warmth that she assumed was blood filling her hand. She didn't care, her eyes opened with satisfaction that her little trick indeed had worked so far. However, she wasn't out of danger just yet. “You fucking bastard!” she dug deeper as she watched his face scrunched in absolute pain. “Give me the keys, so I can release Inuyasha!”

 

“Fuck you! You whore…!Ahhh— Okay, there in my pocket, but know this… I will find you, and finish you!” Naraku snarled, and yet obeyed. Every time, he tried to move his hands, she would just squeeze harder.

 

Kagome's eyes never left his. With her free hand, she had indeed found his keys. She smiled, as she pulled him along with her, and each time Naraku would try to retaliate, she would just add more pressure. She just needed to free one of Inuyasha's hands, yet finding only to be one handed was proving to be rather difficult, as anxiety filled her shaken body. Using the mattress as an advantage— when she tried a different key, she smiled when she heard the lock fall onto the floor. “Free yourself, love!” she said, handing him the keys.

 

Inuyasha quickly released his other hand, and then sat up quickly undoing his ankles. He growled when he stood up, his fists that now clenched tightly to his sides; he cracked his neck from side to side— yes, Naraku was in for a world of hurting, as he smiled wickedly at the evil being, before him. He found himself behind the creature as he grabbed Naraku by the throat, “You can let go now sweetheart.”

 

 

Kagome complied as she retrieved her reddened hand and cringed. “You disgust me,” she hissed, while wiping his blood all over his white open shirt. “Let's get the hell out of here!”

 

Inuyasha couldn't agree more, and pushed Naraku towards the door, demanding him to open it!

 

“You two will never get away, I will hunt you down!” Naraku threatened as he felt sharp claws tightening around his throat. However, Naraku knew that they wouldn't be able to escape with out his help. “You know perro, if you kill me- you two in return, will be killed by my men!”

 

“Shut the fuck up, you bastard!” Inuyasha snarled, and gave Naraku another violent shove. “Open, the fucking door!”

 

With Naraku in tow, it was easy to persuade the guards to drop their weapons. “Pick their weapons up, Kagome!” Inuyasha ordered, watching her scamper towards the fallen guns. Picking up the rifles, she lifted them on each of her shoulders.

 

Inuyasha couldn't help but chuckle at her display, she looked like some bad-ass chick!

 

Kagome now had the guns pointed directly at the two men; she ordered them into the room they had just left. Throwing the shackles at the men, she had put the chains on their wrists. Smiling she then she gagged them with a couple of towels she found in the bathroom.

 

“Where is the captain of this ship?” Inuyasha demanded, jabbing the weapon in Naraku's side.

 

“Upstairs,” Naraku growled, promising retribution, as he kept his sinister gaze close to the Bonita—she would be the first, to pay dearly for her betrayal. His eyes narrowed coldly at her, he grinned—mocking her, as she aimed her gun at him. Naraku knew that he could easily take them down, toying with them however, was more entertaining. “Do you-, even know how to use one of those?”

 

“What's there not to know…? The safety is off, and all I have to do is pull back on this trigger! ” Kagome retorted, following them up the stairs.

 

Knocking out a couple of Naraku's henchmen, up the stairwell, they quickly made it to the stateroom. Kagome pointed the gun at the now timid Captain. “How far away are we, from land?” Inuyasha asked. The petite man looked at him puzzled, “Shit! He doesn't understand what I am saying?” Inuyasha grabbed the map next to him, pointing to land. The man continued to stare at him obtusely.

 

Naraku continued to glare at Kagome, “You know Bonita, I look forward to the day that you will be lying in my bed while I'm fucking yo-” He didn't even get to finish his sentence before feeling a heavy fist connect with his jaw.

 

“You will never touch her again…!” Inuyasha snarled baring his sharp canine fangs. He watched Naraku lick his lip tasting the blood that oozed out of his wound. Inuyasha grabbed him by his white shirt pulling him close to his snarling face, while his eyes narrowing immensely. “But you will tell us where land is!”

 

Naraku chuckled, “Perro, do you honestly think I am going to tell you that!”

 

Inuyasha bore daggers into his enemy's eyes, “Yes I do, if you value your life!” Inuyasha stuck his clawed finger up against Naraku's jugular, as he cut into the soft flesh.

 

Naraku cringed with pain; he might be hard person to kill; however, pain was still a part of him. However, his body was composed differently from other demons. He was able to shape-shift and is able to regenerate his body, even after he died. Naraku would let them have their great escape; the hunt would be far more entertaining!

 

After Naraku ordered his captain to give them their current location. The two were very happy after hearing that land wasn't but maybe an hour stretch. With a quick hit over the head, the captain became unconscious. They then headed downstairs to the lower cabin where the speedboat lay.

 

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They had finally made it to the little boat on the lower deck, Inuyasha knew there were more men on the boat however they were, human. Inuyasha knew that if they were quiet enough they would escape, Scott-free. He observed the area where the little speedboat sat, “Kagome, grab some of those gas cans and place them inside the boat. She did as asked, and then pointed the artillery back on the evil half-demon. “Well, you bastard! I guess this is goodbye!” he said snidely, quickly wrapping his hands around his neck. With a sounding, “snap!” Inuyasha watched his limp body fall onto the wooden port.

 

Without haste, they readied the speedboat, “get in Kagome!” Inuyasha walked over to the small port, he picked up a device. Pressing the red button in the center of the console, he watched as the craft was gently, lowered into the choppy waves. Inuyasha quickly jumped into the boat, and with a quick “swoosh” of his claws he sliced the restricting binds.

 

Everything felt so surreal, were they, really away from that monster? Kagome smiled, at Inuyasha as she watched him turn the key in the ignition. She moved over from the side seat, sitting next to him and her hand grabbed his. She still was shaken-up but thankful to be alive.

 

“Did you mean what you said…back there?” Inuyasha inquired as he drove away from the nightmare.

 

She pondered what he asked, and then she became nervous again, `what if he doesn't love me back?'

 

Inuyasha felt her unease, he wasn't sure if it were because of their present situation or that she actually didn't love him. “Did you mean that you're in love with me?” He said again, this time with discontentment.

 

“Yes Inuyasha, I love you and I meant every word.” She felt relieved when she could see him have a huge grin on his face.

He carefully stroked her swollen cheek; he could tell that she was in a lot of pain, yet he marveled on how brave she really was. “I love you too.”

 

Her sprits came to life and she jumped out of her seat only to wrap her arms around him, hugging him tightly, as she cried into his shoulder.

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Naraku cracked his neck, as he came too, “Fucking perro! Who does he think he is—like he could kill me?” He roared with laughter and made his way back to the stateroom. He needed to vent. Grabbing a pistol out of his draw, he quickly placed a silencer on his Magnum 45. He then proceeded to the room he kept his guests in as he shot the two men chained to the bed. The gun silently roared with life as he continued to shoot the men until he was out of bullets. Quickly replacing the clip he made his way back up the stairs he growled when hearing the noise coming from the TV were his other men lazily sat in the saloon-room drinking their beer.

 

“This is what I pay you for! To, fucking sit around on your, asses!”

 

His men looked over at their boss with fear, and they knew there was no escape.

 

Naraku cocked his gun and aimed at one of his men's head as he pulled the trigger, he gleefully watched the blood spatter against his beige leather furniture, after leaving nice size hole in the mans head.

 

One by one, Naraku killed everyone on his ship—except the captain. Naraku returned to his forgotten stash. He heavily indulged in the white snow, as he enjoyed the scent of death. Clicking the remote on the stereo, he enjoyed another line of the fine white powder, as the classical piece of, Scheherazade played in the background.