InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Taming the unruly ❯ chapter 2 ( Chapter 3 )

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

By: AKZJ1994

Wandering was not uncommon for the young lord, in fact, it was something he thrived for. The feel and smell of the fresh, crisp wind, the sound of his enemies flesh tearing against his poison whip, their screams as they fell beneath him and the rush of adrenaline he felt during battle. That had been his life, still was, but now he had a new obligation, protecting his pack, Jaken and even more, Rin. His thirst for blood had diminished a little ever since he had encountered the little human and although he would never admit it he was very much pleased that she was in his life.

The three were currently heading south towards a rumored sighting of Naraku. The name alone caused his mouth to curl up in disgust. The man had had the audacity to use him in his scheme and to top it off he had tried to absorb him! The wretched Hanyou would die at his hands and no one would stop him. It had been weeks since they had last encountered the vile creature and it was beginning to agitate the young lord. Knowing that another day would pass without that mongrel dead was nauseating, but he was patient, sooner or later he would have the pleasure of feeling his flesh tear against his claws. The thought brought a smile to his lips, causing Jaken to stutter and crouch in fear.

The day had turned out to be uneventful, with his ward and servant tired he decided it would be best to stop for a moment. As he sat under a shaded tree his beast howled and paced within him, causing his skin to prickle with more youkai than normal. A hunger of lust grew within him while his instincts screamed at him to let go of his humanoid form. He growled softly at his beast as he dug his claws into the flesh of his palm to regain control over himself. The beast settled down but the craving to release his carnal desires didn't recede. Jaken and Rin must have noticed his sudden rise in demonic energy and looked in his direction but since he revealed nothing they went back to their tasks. He pondered on various reasons as to why he felt such mundane desires. It wasn't that time of the year, and even if there were females in heat around him, his body and beast had never before reacted in such a way. So what was the issue? The constant chatter in the background from his ward and servant did nothing but distract him from solving the puzzling issue. In dire need for some peace and quiet, he took to the skies, landing a few miles away to continue his destinationless journey.

He was still in deep thought when he smelled her. “Well hello my handsome young lord,” she purred, emphasizing the word handsome. He turned to face the wind demoness, expressionless as usual. There was no time to waste on her seductive tactics so he began to walk away but stopped when she flew a few feet in front of him. She shuddered at the intense glare he gave her and he could smell the arousal coming from her, causing his member to twitch. She took a step towards him, “I have been looking everywhere for you.” she said seductively, taking another step forward. He gave her a warning growl but it only riled her arousal and caused her to lick her lips in approval. It would have been better to fly away but she would be persistent and her arousal only fed his desire, ultimately trapping him in his place.

She was now in front of him, “As silent as always,” she whispered, resting her hand on his chest. “I'm surprised you let me touch you,” she continued. His steady heartbeat increased with her touch as he felt the bizarre hunger grow beyond his control. Trying to restrain his desire, he began to breathe through his mouth in an attempt to evade her alluring smell but it was too late. Everything about her seemed enticing, her lips, her ruby eyes, the way her kimono accentuated the nape of her neck. The thought of her pinned beneath him, begging for mercy while screaming his name at the top of her lungs sounded appealing and before he knew it he had his lips locked with hers. A growl escaped his lips as he greedily pulled off her kimono, exposing skin he reveled in and it wasn't long before he had her on all four, unleashing his carnal desires. Her hot, heavy moans fed the hunger that had overpowered him and soon after he was relishing in the feel of her walls clamping around him and his own release thereafter. After his heart and breathing returned to their normal pace realization dawned on him, leaving him disconcerted by his actions. Angered by his lack of discipline, he quickly pulled out of her and immediately clothed himself then told her that the act would never transpire between the two again, leaving the half naked and bewildered demoness promptly, unconcerned by her angry screams.

There were now more questions than answers as he flew back to where he had left his little band. What had he been thinking? That was the problem, he hadn't been thinking, he just acted, something that was unnatural for him. As thoughts continued to flood his mind his beast gave him a displeased growl. Unappeased by his beasts sudden outburst, he asked, “Why are you unpleased with this Sesshomaru's actions? She was a worthy enough candidate to quench an unnaturally growing desire,” he stated simply. Although he had not thought the situation through his answer seemed justifiable.

When his beast didn't reply he became disgruntled. Nothing was making sense, his beast was angry at him and the desire he thought he had smothered rose again with aggression. The situation was now unmanageable but he knew of one demon who could help him get the answers to his unusual situation.

It wasn't long before he stood in front of the ancient magnolia. He told the tree demon his current predicament and asked for possible reasons for his body's sudden and drastic change, along with his beast's dissatisfaction with his actions. “Ye are a mature Daiyoukai after all, it isn't a surprise that you would call for some... release from time to time,” the old demon said, laughing heartily. Annoyed, he growled at the old magnolia for taking his situation lightly. If he didn't have just as much respect for the old demon as his father had had he would have cut the thing down with his whip for the disrespect he showed him. “Sesshomaru-sama,” the tree called, bringing him out of his explicit reverie of a chopped up tree. “It is not a matter of amplified sexual desires, but more so of preparation. Your beast knows something you, yourself are rejecting, a thought you dare not comprehend, not in this lifetime.” Agitated by the somewhat cryptic answer the old, wise tree gave him, he left without a word.

As he pondered on the information that the demon tree left him, he found himself heading towards his brother's village. He hadn't realized that his instincts were sending him in that direction and was about to turn around as a familiar scent hit his nose, stopping him. The fine traces of salt that intertwined with the scent bothered him tremendously and his instincts pushed him forward to find the source. Curious as to what the source of the scent could be, he followed its trail.

Shallow, rapid breathing rung in his ears as he got closer to the source and when he saw the female lying on the cold and muddy ground his beast propelled him forward to her side, only to hear her take her last shaky breath. His beast trashed within him as he looked at the lifeless body of the young woman and youki pulsed on the surface of his skin as his beast became ladened with grief. How was this even possible when he didn't even know who the female was? The smell of spiritual energy hit his nose and he jumped back just before a bright pink light engulfed her. Poison was at his claws tips as he eyed the now breathing female. He had not smelled holy energy coming from her before so how was it possible for her to be a miko?

His beast had calmed down instantly and a strange sense of relief filled his body. This was truly a peculiar situation and he didn't like the idea that he had little to no knowledge of it. He dispelled his poison and assessed the situation, noting that his instincts didn't see her as a threat but from his experience with spiritual affinities they could be a pain to deal with, so why would this female be any different? Curiosity ultimately got the better of him as he pondered on the situation and he cautiously reached forward to cup the girl's face. He was surprised when he didn't feel any tingling sensation of purification, only smooth skin.

The young lord had lived for centuries and yet he had never encountered a female, or rather a humanoid being, in general, looking quite like the one before him. Rather unusual indeed, he could tell that she was different and it wasn't only because of her features. She had long luxurious dark curls that framed her slightly rounded face, plump lips that were now parted while her eyes shifted under their lids. What he found the most intriguing was her complexion, it was rich like the midnight sky and his fingers looked almost white against her cheek. The scent he had smelled earlier grew stronger as his fingers made contact with her skin. He brushed a few strands of her bangs away from her face. How could his brother be so careless? The girl could have been killed. Startled by his thoughts concerning the girl the young lord scuffed. Why should he care for some unknown female that belonged to his brother and his band of simpletons? But it was difficult for him to shake the feeling of care for the female and decided to protect her for that one night only since his brother failed to do so in the first place.

As he gently picked her up he noticed the unusual red fabric she wore on her upper body, held in place by thin straps on her shoulders. It revealed the skin of her arms and some of her chest. Her legs were also unusually clothed, it was no Hakama as he knew them, not bound in any way and not loose fitting, rather tight, like a second skin. And if that alone was not indecent enough, they stopped at her knees, revealing the rest of her legs. Why was she this exposed? It could be troublesome. He huffed. Why should he care if she got touched by a man because of her indecency? He paused, the thought of any man touching her, except himself, was surprisingly revolting. He looked down when the girl shivered in his arms. Served her right for not wearing proper clothing. Wary of his armor, he pulled her closer to him, allowing her to rest on his mokomoko. Satisfied, he walked over to a nearby tree and sat down on the bed of grass beneath it, inhaling her spicy, sweet scent of cherry blossom and cinnamon which soothed his mood and lulled him to sleep.

His eyes flashed open when the girl shifted in his arms. The sun had already peaked over the horizon and a gentle morning breeze passed over them. “This girl is dangerous.” he thought, looking at the sleeping maiden. It was unnatural for him to sleep for long periods of time, yet he slept till daybreak with ease and comfort, leaving him completely vulnerable. His expression became hard, he didn't like the fact that he had been careless. It was time for him to take this young woman back to Edo before any other unnatural behavior occurred. He stopped in his tracks when he smelled her. Knowing that the girls presence would cause an unnecessary altercation he quickly found a decent spot and placed the young woman there to keep her out of harm's way. He moved several meters away from her body and patiently waited for the wind sorceress. “I have been searching for you, ya know,” Kagura said. “ I thought-... ”

“You thought wrong,” he interrupted coldly “The act was meaningless. This Sesshomaru only has one goal and that is to defeat Naraku.”

“I can help you,” she said. “Don't be foolish, you'll get yourself killed,” he replied. “I'm not weak,” she retorted. “No, but consider your situation,” he said calmly, knowing full well, that that was a rather delicate topic for her. The anger showing on her face proved him right. “I shall get my heart soon,” she bit out, frustrated. She took a step past him but he side stepped in front of her to block her from going closer to where the girl lay. “I feel like you're hiding something from me,” she said with a scowl and furrowed brows. That was bad, he had anticipated that she would realize something was amiss, but he had hoped it would happen further away from the girl. His stoic facade gave nothing of his thoughts away, he was cautious of that. “This Sesshomaru has nothing to hide.” he said, walking in the opposite direction of where the girl lay in hopes of drawing Kagura away. When he didn't hear her footsteps behind him he turned, it seemed as if she had sensed something was truly amiss, because she pulled out her feather and flew in the direction of the girl. He flew behind of her but it did no good for she had already gotten a glimpse of her. She shrugged nonchalantly and chuckled, “Rather obscene creature, but I don't mind sharing as long as I am the favorite,” she said alluringly. “Hmph, neither I nor my beast are interested.” he stated simply before turning his back to her, which was his first mistake.

He jumped elegantly as a gust of wind from one of her attacks hurled in his direction. He should have known that she wasn't going to give up without a fight. Annoyed, he summoned his poison whip and hurled it in her direction as a warning. After all, he had to be careful with the girl in close proximity. When Kagura readied herself for another attack he jumped backward to draw her to a suitable area for them to fight. She hurled another round of wind blades his way and he dispersed the attack with his claws alone, pleased that his plan was working. She sent out her wind gust which took him off guard, however, he knew she could do better than that and it was at that exact moment he realized what was transpiring. She was not fighting him and she was not falling for his ploy, she was distracting him, luring him herself. Sesshoumaru cursed inwardly as Kagura's dance of the dragon attack quickly approached the unconscious girl. He knew that none of his attacks would reach her in time, he rushed in her direction but the distance was too far. Kagura cackled as they watched the gust of wind engulf the girl, but the look of confidence disappeared from the demonesses face as a bright pink light dispelled the attack and a high beam blast shot out from her direction, disintegrating half of her head and a large portion of her upper torso.

He stood astonished as spiritual energy crackled in the air while a frightened Kagura flew off without looking back at the levitating female that had mutilated her with apparent ease. He finally blinked after a few seconds and in that moment the girl collapsed but he had her in his arms before she could fall to the ground. What was it about this girl? What was she? He needed answers and he was sure that she was the only one who could give them to him but first he had to take her to a safe area before something else occurred. He quickly flew to his brother's village, but when he got there he was greeted by his shouting brother and his group of imbeciles. “What did you do to her?!” Inuyasha screamed running towards him with his Tessaiga. He jumped back and glared at him. “You truly are a fool.” he said pushing past him. Inuyasha grabbed his shoulder and he shrugged him off with a growl. The others seemed hesitant to approach him. “I think there is a reasonable explanation Inuyasha,” the monk said to him. The monk was indeed smart. Inuyasha sheathed his sword and tsked. Sesshomaru sniffed the area for where the young woman's scent lingered then went into the hut where he gently lay her on the futon. Once he was sure she was safe he went back outside and waited for her to awake.

-oOo-

It was not an everyday occurrence to see a female, and such a strange one at that, sending a high beam of spiritual energy from her bare hands. Naraku smiled. Served Kagura right for stealing off to lie with the enemy. This was an interesting development indeed and he wanted to dip his poison into the brew. That abnormal looking female would make a wonderful puppet and he intended to make it a reality. He frowned, speaking of puppets, one of his seemed to be dancing on her own as of late and he wasn't too happy about that. The wind demoness had a lot of answers to give him and he would be delighted to squeeze them out of her if he had to. It could take the woman a while to return to him, though, the state she was in would not make her travel any faster. He was a patient man, however, completely content with watching his little tool convulsing in agony, as her body slowly tried to heal itself.

It took two days until a regenerated Kagura stumbled into the castle, spiritual energy still crackling around her. He grimaced when he felt a little energy dance over his skin but relaxed when it dissipated. He smiled, “My dear Kagura, I was so worried about you,” he said, beckoning her to his side. His smile remained in place as he wrapped his poisonous tentacle around her waist. The discarded flesh he sculpted into a weapon was a treacherous little wench but he needed someone to do his dirty work so he allowed her to do some things on her own once she didn't jeopardize his plan. It seemed as if he had been too lenient as of late, so a little trouncing was in order. “Now, now Kagura,” he tsked, when she squirmed beneath him. Oh how he loved the twisted, painful expression she had on her face. “Where have you been? I sent you on one mission and you took your precious time. You know I don't like to be kept waiting,” he said, glaring at her. He slowly dragged his tentacle down her body, relishing in the biting fizzle as his poison etched into her skin. A scream escaped her lips as the poison he allotted took effect. “You should be thanking me for keeping your heart. If you had it when you got hit with that spiritual energy you'd be dead,” he said, releasing her. “Don't worry Kagura,” he murmured while gently caressing her face, “you're still my favorite and I have a very important job for you to do and you are the only person I trust to do it.” She gave him a disgusted look. “It's quite simple really. You will bring me that peculiar ningen female that Sesshomaru tried to protect, UNHARMED,” he said sternly. With a devilish smile on his lips, he watched the wind demoness stagger out of the castle.