InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Taming the unruly ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 8 )

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

By: AKZJ1994

Ana gasped as her eyes flashed open. Her head was pounding and her vision slightly blurred. She blinked several times to rid herself of the dark specs before her eyes, rubbing them with her fingers to speed the process. The last thing she remembered was running away from that asshole for rejecting her as if she was some kind of whore. After her vision cleared she saw the wooden floor beneath, cold to the touch and the stone walls dripping precipitation. She frowned. What the hell? Why was she in a building? A small window at the far end of the room emitted morning light, showing the fur of some animal hanging on grey walls, other than that there wasn't any furniture like what she had seen in Kaede's hut and definitely no fireplace to warm the cold room. She felt small compared to the vast space, its ceiling rising high above her with the slight smell of something rotten lingering about. How the hell did she get in here and where was everyone? Her eyes widened as a vague memory of a ruby eyed woman yelling at her played though her mind. No, no, no, no…this could not be happening. Quick, shallow breaths wrung in her ears as her chest tightened. No Ana, you need to calm down, this is no time for panicking, you have to get out of here. Taking a deep breath and exhaling, she slowly pushed herself off the floor, stumbling and groaning as her headache thrummed through her skull. She had to get out of there before someone realized that she was awake. The odd sensation of someone watching her intently, left her feeling vulnerable as she quietly made her way to the entrance of the room. Grasping the frame of the door she slowly poked her head out only to see long corridors running both to the left and right. Fortunately no one was around but she wasn't going to stay to find out. Deciding to go right she sprinted down the corridor, never looking back to see if that was the right choice to make. The corridor was longer than she thought, her head was about to explode and her lungs weren't too far behind; but she had to keep going, if that woman really had caught her she didn't even want know what hell she'd be put through. Halting at a corner, she gulped in as much air as she could before her asthma decided to fuck her over. Shit! Which way to go? It probably didn't matter, with her throat on fire and the walls closing in around her she knew that an asthma attack was way closer than any exit she might hope to reach. Come on Ana, don't let this affect you, you're okay!

Taking a left, she ran as fast she her body would let her. Her vision blurred as she ran and stumbled. Weak, thin rice paper walls tore beneath her hands as they fought to keep her from landing on her face. Would she hit the floor, she knew she would not get back on her feet. You have to keep going Ana! Her mind willed her body to move, and yet her hand would not stop gripping the frame of the shouji wall. She was done. Her knees buckled beneath her and there was nothing she could do to stop herself from sliding down to the floor. Her body was so damn frail. A slight breeze tickled her face as tears cascaded down her face. What? She was close, so much closer than she would have thought! Determined, she willed her body into submission before dashing down the corridor once more. She made another right before she saw the opening of the door. Freedom! There it was! She ran and ran like she had never run before, forgetting the numbness of her body and the fire that engulfed her lungs, she was about to be free! Relief washed over her when she exited the door, the feeling of the crisp morning breeze filling her lungs. Now all she had to do was to pass the castle gates. She didn't stop, she was almost there.

Her feet did not move. Everything went still for a split second as her world came to complete stop. She was free right? This couldn't be happening. Why wouldn't her feet move? It took a moment for the feel of something slimy wrapping itself around her waist to register. A horrified scream swelled within her as her hands instinctively reached out, but grabbed nothing but air. She tried to break free but it was of no avail, she was too weak, there was no strength left in her arms. Fingers clawing in the dirt, another scream bubbled forth as tears blurred her vision. She couldn't get away.

“No, no my dear,” a fiendish voice said as the thing around her waist caressed her face, excitement almost dripping between the syllables. “I'm not going to hurt you. So calm down,” he continued smoothly. He turned her head so she could meet ruby eyes, similar to her kidnapper. Fear ran through her body as she continued to look into his eyes, the emptiness within having no end. “Who the fuck are you?” she spat weakly, disgusted by the man touching her so intimately. “Ahh, forgive me for my insolence. I am Naraku,” he smiled, showing pearly whites. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard his name. Of all the people in this messed up era, she had to end up with this maniac? “Sesshômaru will kill you,” she proclaimed, trying not to show the new developed fear that was slowly eating away at her soul. “The young lord of the West?” he smiled, eyeing her before pulling at one of the many strands that had escaped her bun. She pulled back her head, someone like him touching her was too much to handle. He sighed. “If you think that he would come and save a mere ningen such as yourself you are mistaken. As far as I can remember he hates them.”

“You don't know anything,” she forced out through clenched teeth. “Oh, but I do, my young preternatural maiden. I know that you are rather atrocious looking and a daiyoukai like him wouldn't waste his time on a weak creature such as yourself.” His words stung, to think that Sesshômaru would...no this was not the time to think about that.

Hot breath tickled her ear, sending her heart into overdrive as her body went rigid. “Now answer me this, why doesn't the shard within your body react to the ones I have?” he whispered. “I don't know what you're talking about.” she said shakily. Squeezing her eyes shut, she silently begged her thrashing heart to calm down. “Well, if you're not going to tell me, how about I pry it from you?” He chuckled as he turned her around to face him.

She whimpered as he wormed his tentacle around her chest and neck, the feel of it against the skin of her neck was like roaches crawling up and down her body. The acid rising in her throat burned and she tried her best to swallow before puke followed. “Please,” she choked as memories of that man caressing her thighs ran through her mind and tears rolled down her cheeks. He smiled devilishly at her. “You really are useless,” he said with a frown as his tentacle pulled her hair, exposing her throat. “Don't worry my little pet. I will treat you with great care.”

She could do nothing with her weird constraints but listen to his slow, steady footsteps. The footsteps stopped and she found herself in the air at eye level with the demon. “There are many ways to pry information from you.” Her back hit the stone castle wall when he threw her into the cell, a heavy cough erupting from her chest as her body bounced and slumped forward. The door slammed shut leaving her isolated, cold and in complete darkness. The tears wouldn't stop, the more she tried to pull herself together the more she crumbled. He didn't know what he was talking about...Sesshômaru..he cared right? Although he rejected her he cared...right? Her body violently shook as she thought about what Naraku had said, the adrenaline was wearing off leaving her body heavy and aching. Thinking about it, she couldn't be mad at him for rejecting her. As Naraku had said, Sesshômaru was a daiyoukai, the man had class and she had thrown herself at him just like that. It served her right to be rejected like a tramp if she acted like one. The darkness was heavy, bringing forth her claustrophobia once more. Pulling her arms around her legs was a chore, but she had to keep herself warm in this damp room filled with kami knew what. The rotten smell was even stronger in this space than the room she was in earlier causing her to gag. So much for treating her with care.

The creaking of the heavy door pulled her out of a sleep she didn't know she was in. She squinted at the sudden invasion of light as she tried to figure out the silhouette before her. “It's a surprise you can sleep in a situation like this,” the silhouette called out. The voice sounded familiar but Ana couldn't figure out who it was. “Now don't treat our special guest that way. Introduce yourself.”

She flinched, pulling her knees closer to her body, this voice she knew. “It's Kagura,” the woman said, aggravation embedded in each syllable. “She will be your keeper until I have need for you.” Without a second glance he disappeared. “My friends and Sesshômaru will come for me and kill you,” Ana defended. Kagura was in front of her in a flash, a dainty hand forcefully grabbing her face. Her ruby eyes instantly filled with hate as she observed her.“You aren't worthy of uttering his name from your filthy mouth,” she spat, tossing her head aside. She straightened her back, all calm and composed again. “A woman like you won't be able to please him. He is a demon after all and only a demoness can satisfy him.” She chuckled, throwing a canteen of water towards her then walking out of the room, with head held high and a smirk on her face she offered her parting words “I would know.” Ana gravelled for the canteen before the door closed, taking a long swig of refreshing water. A numbing sensation overtook her body as Kagura's words slowly sank in. Hands shaking, she slowly put the canteen next to her. Why was she disappointed? Was it because he had told her he wasn't that type of man? Who was she to talk? All she had wanted back at the hot spring was to fuck him and leave. She laughed bitterly, karma truly was a bitch.

Five days, she counted five days before Naraku returned to her cell. “Before we start, let me tell you one thing about me, little pet. I am known to produce a rather potent miasma, so if I were you I would answer correctly.” His words were dripped with malice and his expression screamed enjoyment. Even if she wanted to run she couldn't. Water alone wasn't nourishing and hunger gnawed at her stomach like a stray dog; the outcome a weak, helpless, asthma prone body. “Tell me this Anastasia, why does your shard defy me?” This question again? She really didn't know what he was talking about. A heavy silence befell them as she tried to think of an answer but she took too long. Before she could say anything his tentacle was wrapped around her waist. “Please!” she screamed, begging for him not to hurt her as he lift her off the floor. “Answer!” Squeezing her eyes shut she stuttered, “I don't… I don't know.”

“Wrong answer.” A searing pain flashed through her body, another scream escaping her lips as the poison burned through her yukata onto the skin of her waist, sizzling it like a piece of meat in a hot pan. Her chest heaved as her heart skipped several beats before forcefully pushing blood through her body once more. He released her, dropping her from the air. “Your screams are such music to my ears. I think I should hear them more often.” The door slammed once again, leaving her in the darkness. Numbness clung to her body as it tried its best to relieve the shock of pain that coursed through her. Ana dreaded Naraku's next visit and when it came it was worse than the previous one. He blistered the skin between her thighs and reopened previous wounds, rendering her already tattered clothes to nothing but strips. “ I like the way these jagged, red wounds add a touch of colour to your smooth skin my dear, ” he whispered seductively into her ear, one day after his interrogation. “I wouldn't have thought that your flesh would be like a normal human's.”

She saw the lust grow within him with every session and she tried to resist groaning under his touch, knowing her cries of pain added to his pleasure but she failed every time. If he wanted her so badly why didn't he just fuck her already? It would be better than constantly fearing the day it would happen. It couldn't possibly be worse than what she had endured so far, both, at his hands and that man's. As he continued to tease, taunt and hurt her for days on end, her mind slowly welcomed the hopeless feeling of despair and abandoned all hope of being rescued.

How long had it been? Ana wondered. The days blurred together and the pain no longer lingered. The cold, hard ground was her new place of warmth. How long had it been? Naraku hadn't been visiting her cell as of late and Kagura came whenever she felt like it. Ana had officially given up on being rescued, why had she even thought they would come? The door creaked open, shining bright light onto her face. Her face crinkled and she tossed her hand over her face to shield her eyes. Warm hands lifted her and she welcomed it, resting her chest on silky robes to savour the warmth. It had been so long since she felt this warm.

She was falling and it was cold again. Ana gasped, coughing violently as ice cold water engulfed her body, washing over her face and entering her lungs. Her fingers curled around a wooden frame as she tried to pull herself from the waters, but a firm hand kept her in place. Another cough, tight chest, wheezing. “It seems as if I went a bit too far. I keep forgetting about your odd sickness.” What the hell was going on? “The only reason I'm doing this is because I'll be having a very important guest today and need you to look your best.” He lifted her out of the waters, wrapping her in cloth like a father taking care of his child. He was actually being gentle but Ana knew exactly what he was, she wasn't about to fall for his silly act of sympathy. “I am not a fucking animal for you to show off.” He sighed, slowly resting her onto the futon not too far from the wooden basin. Long black hair curtained around her face as he loomed over her, his ruby red eyes staring directly into her dark brown ones. She tried to turn her head when he cupped her face but he grabbed her chin so she couldn't move. “True, I consider you more of a play thing,” he said, running his finger up her chin. He slowly pushed himself off of her, tugging at the cloth he draped around her earlier to reveal her now damaged flesh. “Beautiful,” he stated simply. The steady flow of blood beneath her skin stirred as thoughts of what to come swirled within her mind. She knew what was to come, he was sick of waiting after all. The expression in his soulless eyes was all she needed to know. Tightly closing her eyes, she wished for it to be done and over with quickly so she could go back to the comforts of her cell.

She could do nothing in her weakened condition but watch as his hand trailed up her abdomen and outlined her breast before rubbing her hardened nipple. “I have been waiting for a moment like this,” he mumbled softly as he squeezed her breast. Goosebumps trickled over he skin as he slowly trailed his fingers to the other breast, repeating what he did to the previous one. This was worse than that man, at least he was quick about it but Naraku was taking his time. The rapid thumping in her chest grew worse as her body slowly reacted to his sickening touch. She gasped as his tongue swirled around her nipple and she tried to hold in her groans but when he bit down they escaped without warning. Why did she even try to resist, he had the advantage over her anyway, weak and all. No one was coming to save her. “That's good, let me hear your voice,” he said excitedly. Deep down she wished this was Sesshômaru but it was too late. Tears rolled down her eyes and a lump formed in her throat, making it hard for her to swallow, she didn't want this. “Why don't you just kill me.” she croaked. “That would be too easy.” he said in a menacing voice. His hand, now at her nether region, swept past her nerve bundle. Shivering at his touch, an odd sensation flooded her body as something wet trickled down her legs. “Though you may oppose, it seems as if your body is delighted. Is this how you are with any man who takes you. No wonder the young lord was repulsed, but it's okay I will make you mine.” No.. no this was not her choice, she didn't want this. Her body would not listen.

A heavy moan escaped her lips as he slipped two fingers within her. Why did she let him hear her? Why couldn't she keep it in? A fresh wave of tears streaked down her cheeks as something slowly formed within the pit of her stomach. He slowly pumped his fingers within her, while rubbing her now sensitive nipples. “Please,” she whispered softly..”please, stop.” The lump in her throat grew the more the knot in the pit of her stomach swelled until the words she tried to speak wouldn't pass her lips anymore. Eyes shut, fingers pressing into the futon, back arching, the knot in the pit of her stomach burst sending waves of sickening pleasure through her body. She felt disgusted with herself. How could she let herself be pleased by this man? She went rigid the moment he pressed himself against her. There was no more hope, nothing to stop it and no time for rescue. Cursing her own stupidity she willed her body to relax, knowing the less she would struggle the less it would hurt. Why had she run away from Sesshômaru? Maybe if she thought of him… no that would not be fair to him, he did deserve better - The sharp sting on her cheek had the soft silver strands morph into oily black again. “Now, now, my pet, don't drift off, I want you wide awake for t-”

Relieve washed over her when she heard a knock on the door, stopping his advance. Slowly opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was the look of annoyance. “Just when we were getting to the good part. Speak,” he called out. “They are here,” a small voice replied. “Send Kagura and the others out to entertain them, I will be out shortly.” He sighed then pushed himself from her. Gently, he wiped her off and clothed her in a white yukata. “Now you're ready.” He picked her up bridal style then headed out of the castle for them to meet their guests.

There was a lot of noise, the sound of swords clashing, tearing of flesh and battle cries. What the hell was happening, a war? “Doesn't it sound wonderful?” Naraku beamed as he walked down the long corridor towards the entrance to the courtyard. A sudden invasion of sunlight ached her sensitive eyes and it took a while for her eyes to adjust. Her heart sank when she saw the scene before her. Blood was splattered everywhere with chopped up pieces of dead demons scattered about. Her nose had become so desensitized to the smell of rotten flesh that she hadn't noticed anything was amiss until she saw it. Something red flickered at the side of her vision and she slowly turned her head to see what it was. There, in a distance was, Inuyasha dodging an attack from Kagura. Someone was calling her name, it sounded like Kagome. Groaning softly from a sudden headache Ana looked around spotting Kagome and the others trying their best to ward off a flood of demons. They actually came, but where is Sessh-... Her thoughts were stopped by a loud scraping sound directly in front of her. Someone, no.. something was in front of them, trying to break through a barrier that seemed to be protecting them. Her eyes widened, was that who she thought it was? Red, silted eyes stared directly at Naraku, his once smooth markings were jagged, his mouth stretched and deformed. He bared his fangs, pushing harder to break the barrier but was repulsed. “Well look at what we have here, our special guest has made his move,” chuckled Naraku as he looked down at her. “Sesshômaru!” Ana cried out, distraught.

He came for her. He actually came for her! Relief and joy filled her body but was soon replaced by fear. He shouldn't fight. Not for her, he shouldn't. She knew he was powerful and knew he was a good fighter but she didn't want him to get hurt because she was foolish enough to get caught. “Please stop!” she called out as he banged his sword against the barrier once more. “Your effort is futile, not only can't he hear you because of my barrier but you reaching out for him only fuels his desire to come save you, which is rather surprising since he isn't fond of humans.” He chuckled. “Fuck you, you fucking monster.” The sting of the slap she received didn't register until blood trickled down her lip. “Now look what you made me do. To hit you like that in front of an already angry young lord, I wonder how he will react.” An ear-piercing howl tore through the skies, rendering her deaf for but a moment as she fearfully watched a ferocious Sesshômaru slowly transform. “Oh this is fabulous, look at his reaction, my pet. Can you imagine what he will do once he smells how much you enjoyed your stay here?” The wicked chuckle did not register in Ana's ears, his words and their meaning drowning out all other thoughts. Sesshômaru came for her. He was here to save her and she… There was a shattering sound and everything sped up before her eyes. By the time she blinked both Inuyasha and Sesshômaru were impaled by Naraku's serpent like tails.

This had gone far enough. The woman couldn't bear the sounds of her screaming vessel anymore. She had kept herself hidden from Naraku to protect the jewel but in doing so her vessel was left to be tormented. It had been necessary and she had known the jewel would protect her soul from serious damage, but this was too much, it was not only about her anymore. She would not fail the girl again. Opening her eyes, she pushed herself to the surface, suppressing the young soul to make space for her own. All her spiritual energy humming just above their skin. . Naraku shrieked, dropping the girl instantly, baffled by the sudden turn of events. “You have finally showed yourself,” he stated proudly. She scuffed and sent a beam of spiritual energy towards him, shredding his body to bits but unfortunately his head remained. “I can't be killed that easily, but nice try,” he smiled. Before she could send another blast Kagura swopped in and grabbed his head, leaving in a flash on her feather. The girl's body jolted as pain radiated throughout her body. She had gone too far, the girl's body wasn't ready for her powers. Before she could collapse, she hovered over to a shocked group of young people and two recovering demons. She looked up when the young miko called her name, it seemed as if she had figured it out. Ignoring the call she turned to Sesshômaru. “I leave her in your hands.” She had used up too much spiritual energy and the girl's soul refused to be suppressed any longer. Closing her eyes, she allowed Ana's soul to resurface as she covered herself around the jewel to prevent it from further damage. The last weeks had been heavy on the dark gem and the always obscure danger of it taking over had become quite real over this short time.