InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Source ❯ New Experiences ( Chapter 1 )

The Source

A/N- This is a Naraku/OC fic. It's also a two chapter one-shot so deal.

Disclaimer- I own no one really accept for Zafira.

Warning- Naraku nudeness and a short lemon.

Summary- Zafira is at a party and meets a mysterious man who takes her back in time to his castle. She doesn't know what's going on but gets caught in the battle between Naraku and the Inuyasha gang.

Chapter One

New Experiences

Zafira Marlin was a fifteen-year-old girl with black hair that fell halfway down her back and deep gray/silver eyes. Standing at five feet four inches she only wore black, silver, purple, and red. She had her nose, navel, and tongue, right cartilage and two in each of her ear lobes pierced. She also had one single tattoo. It was the Kanji symbol for lightning/thunder, on her back. She was your average teenage girl. Decent grades in high school, in love with rock, independent, and willing to try almost anything once.

Tonight she was dancing to the beat of her favorite rock song, 'Highway To Hell' by AC/DC. Her outfit for the occasion was a black skirt, red halter top with matching fishnets, and her black heeled boots that went up to her knees. She was at a party for her friend, Skye, who just got out of transitional school. Skye'd fought one too many times for the school system and made her go to the transitional school for kids with behavior disorders. Now that she was out she decided to have a party, and Zafira was first on the VIP list.

Zafira felt masculine hands snake around her waist. She was used to this. Her hips continued to sway and the arms finally forced her to turn around. She smirked as she stared into the eyes of a tall man with long dark hair and deep red eyes. The song ended and a new one started, this was faster and had more of a hip-hop beat. Zafira danced provocatively against him. Her smirk turned into a smile when he responded and they turned into a living harmony. When that song was over he said, "What is your name?"

She grinned to herself. "I'm Zafira. Who are you?" The music started back up when he opened his mouth to answer. He took her by the wrist and led her outside on the porch.

They leaned against the railing and he said, "My name is Naraku."

"Nice to meet you Naraku," she replied, extending her hand to shake his.

Instead of shaking it, he kissed the side of her palm. "The pleasure is mine, Zafira."

She blushed and he pulled her towards him, her head was resting on his chest and his free arm was pressing her to him on the small of her back. He was much taller than she was, and she could feel power radiating from him. She was suddenly thankful for her arms being between them. A slow song came on and he adjusted his arms so they could dance. On instinct she wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes as they danced together in the moonlight.

"What would you say, Zafira, if I told you I could offer you power," he asked after a minute of silence.

"I'd say, depends on what I have to do to get it."

He pushed her back enough so he could look at her. Her eyes opened and met his. He stared into her but she stared back defiantly. "Not yet," he muttered. He turned and left before she could say another word.

Zafira went inside and told Skye she was tired and was leaving. She was on her way home when she walked up to an unfrequented shrine. Remembering she forgot to pray earlier she walked up the steps. It was an open shrine. You could pray any time you wished as long as you didn't make too much noise. The priest who ran the shrine and his family lived right on the property.

A flash of silver and red chasing blue caught her eye. She turned to follow it with her eyes but only caught glimpses. Suddenly a battle spilled out in front of her. A boy with pointy dog-ears, silver hair, and a red outfit on was fighting with someone under a blue baboon suit. She gasped and began to back up. She saw a path to her left and headed towards it. "STOP," the baboon yelled. Right where she would have been standing had she continued was a long sword. Her eyes opened wide as she turned to watch the now hand to hand combat.

The baboon pushed the dog boy down and sent him flying with one well-aimed punch. He ran at Zafira who was glued to the spot, her legs too scared to move of their own will. He gathered her in his arms and carried her to a small building next to the shrine. She struggled to get away but he jumped through the well inside. She closed her eyes, waiting for the ground to meet them. When she opened them, they were running past a village. She looked behind them and saw a well. Her mind went on over load and she passed out.

Zafira woke when she heard a knocking sound. She opened her eyes slowly and saw she was in a luxurious bed. She sat up and the covers fell away from her shoulders. She saw that her outfit had been changed to a white flowing nightgown. The knocking persisted and she finally called out, "Come in." A small boy in black with a blank stare entered and said in a bored voice, "My Lord requests you change and join him for breakfast." He closed the door but she knew he was waiting for her outside.

Quietly she rose and walked to what looked like a wardrobe. Inside was a beautiful modern day dress. It was long, black, made of velvet, and had a plunging v-neck, just her style. She slipped out of her new nightgown, pleased to find she at least had on her same bra and panties. Then slipped into some heeled shoes she found at the bottom, she vaguely wondered how her captor knew her sizes. She walked into a small room with a tub and mirror. She ran her hands through her hair and made it look presentable. She wiped her mascara and eyeliner back into position and licked her chapped lips. Sighing at the fact she couldn't brush her teeth she went back to the door an opened it saying, "I'm ready."

The boy led her through corridors that made her think she was in a castle. Finally he stopped and opened another door, motioning for her to go in. She walked in and saw Naraku at the head of the table. Next to him was another plate setting. She sat there and avoided his eyes, her face reddening in anger.

"You are not pleased," he questioned.

"No, I am not." She was not pleased with being kidnapped, not pleased with being changed while unconscious, not pleased with her clothes fitting perfectly, and not pleased that it had been Naraku that had caused these things.

He sighed and rested his arms on the table. "Eat. You need food inside of you." Silently she lifted up a fork and began to eat. She ate eggs, fruit, toast, and drank some juice. She noticed he wasn't eating anything and that there wasn't even a place set for him. As if sensing what she was thinking he said, "I ate while you were still asleep."

She nodded. "Why did you bring me here?"

"That is unimportant now. If you are finished eating, my servant Kohaku will show you to the baths. When you return to your room you will find it has been refurnished to your needs. That's its power. It knows the wants, needs, and likes of its occupants, as long as they enter it when awake. The wardrobe automatically stores clothes of the person's liking and size no matter what."

Zafira resisted the urge to snort in laughter. How gullible did he think she was? "What are you," she asked him, knowing that he must have some answer other than human if he expected her to fall for the room and wardrobe story.

His face remained emotionless. "I am a demon. Well, currently only t demon, but that's beside the point. This is my castle and in it are wonders you could not find anywhere else. Now please, let Kohaku escort you to the baths."

Standing, she said in an angry voice, "I'm a fifteen-year-old girl, I'm not stupid. There's no such thing as demons and magic wardrobes and rooms that change automatically to the desires of the resident. You kidnapped me. Whether we're in a castle or not, I don't know. But I want to go home!"

The next thing she knew she was against the wall and Naraku was firmly grasping her shoulders to keep her in place. "How dare you call me a liar you insolent little brat! I saved your life last night. Inuyasha with his Tetsusaiga would have killed you had I not yelled for you to stop-"

"That was you," she interrupted in a quiet voice.

He seemed to calm down a bit. "Yes, it was I. I expect you to respect me and I must warn you to not interrupt me again."

"I'm sorry," she said, her eyes falling downcast. Then she remembered that he'd kidnapped her. "No I'm not, I take it back!"

Anger flared in his eyes, mixed with a bit of amusement, his voice revealed the latter. "Excuse me?"

"You kidnapped me! I have every right to believe you are lying to me and to interrupt you for clarification. You want my respect? Then you need to make sure I understand things. And I want you to understand that I know demons aren't real and magic is for kids' birthday parties!"

One hand released her shoulder and held her chin so she was forced to look at him. A blush rose in her cheeks as he leaned in closer to her. His face wasn't an inch from hers and she could feel his warm breath on her lips. "I can assure you Zafira, that while I am evil, power hungry, a kidnapper, and a thief of many things, I am not a liar."

Zafira glared into his hot eyes and said as calmly as she could, "Then what are you?"

"I told you before my dear, I am a demon. Now be a good little girl and go take your bath." He released his hold on her chin and the boy from earlier, Kohaku presumably, motioned for her to follow him. He led her to the bathhouse outside of the main castle. She noted that he had told her the truth about that.

Inside the bathhouse were towels and a pool of hot steamy water. She could barely see anything but the steam. When Kohaku closed the door she stripped and wrapped herself in a towel. Slowly she lowered herself into the water, sighing as she did. She closed her eyes and questions rose in her mind. Why had Naraku brought her here? Who was that Inuyasha guy he said he'd been fighting, and why were the fighting? Why when he held her chin did she want him to kiss her? And why did she suddenly want to stay?

She heard a door open and close in the distance and her eyes snapped open. "Hello," she called. "Who's there?" She was floating in the middle of the large tub and couldn't see even three feet in front of her. A disturbance in the water caught her attention. She swam in the opposite direction of the movement and felt a body press up to hers, she had gone the wrong way. A hand covered her mouth so she wouldn't scream.

"It's okay," said the voice. "I'm not going to hurt you, yet."

"Naraku," she said relieved once he removed his hand. She felt her body relax and let him hold her up. She realized he was not wearing a towel as she was. "Why aren't you-"

"Shhh," he said pressing one finger to her lips. "I've come to give you some more explanations." He set her on the edge of the tub and began to dry off all but her legs, which were dangling in the water. She didn't even notice when he brushed against her breasts, as he didn't linger there. "I went to the future world looking for someone, you actually." She was about to open her mouth to speak but thought better of it. "You see," he continued, seemingly pleased she didn't interrupt him. "I have this teensy obsession with being all-powerful, and to do that, I need the shards of the Shikon Jewel. I have most of them but I still need more. Anyway, I was reading up on its origins and found it actually has been around longer than we have all thought.

"It came from the tears of thousands of good demons. These demons were so pure that a goddess looked upon them and let their tears form the jewel to forever keep their purity alive. However, another god interfered and snuck in the tears of one impure and evil demon. Now the jewel can be used for evil or good.

"I want it for evil, but a young priestess named Kikyo got to it first. She had the intent of using it for her friend Inuyasha. I turned them against each other and Kikyo died no longer a threat, as for Inuyasha, he was bound to a tree for all eternity. Then Kagome interfered. She released Inuyasha and shattered the jewel. It's been a race against them to find all of the shards and now that I have most of them I am close to winning. But they seem to never die, no matter what I throw at them. So I decided to go over their heads.

"You are the reincarnation of that goddess who created the jewel from the tears. I can use you to gather tears of other pure demons and complete my part of the jewel, making their shards obsolete. When I finally found you, you surprised me. I don't know what it is about you, but I can not force you to do this, I just can't. However, I beg of you to help me. If you do I will let you go home or go wherever you want. Just do as I ask."

Zafira was amazed and couldn't speak. She didn't even realize that she was now completely dry, save for her legs, which were still in the water. Her eyes met with Naraku's. "Could I have some time to think this over please?"

He nodded and left so she could get dressed. He then escorted her back to her room himself. "You have twenty-four hours to decide, if you don't, I will have no choice but to lock you up until you do decide."

He turned to leave but stopped when he heard her voice. "What if I decide not to help you? What if I decide to help them?"

He turned back to her and said coldly, "If you decide not to help me, you shall merely remain here to ensure that you can't help them either. If you decide to help them, then I shall be forced to kill you." He left and she began to weigh her options. She could stay and help him, then gain freedom. She could refuse him and live here but she wasn't so sure he'd really just let her stay here without some consequence. Then of course she could refuse him, and try to help Kagome and Inuyasha and be killed. She finally made up her mind.

Silently she made her way into the washroom to discover that it had been updated to have indoor plumbing and electricity. She washed her hair with shampoo that she found in the shower. On the new sink was a toothbrush, floss, and mouthwash, she was beginning to really believe the room was magic. After fully cleaning up she went back to the wardrobe and selected a purple halter, black jeans, and hiking boots. She dried her hair and found makeup under the sink. She added some blush, black eye liner, black eye shadow, and black mascara. She found purple tinted lipstick and put that on as well. She looked like she usually did back home. Finally satisfied with her appearance she opened her door and began to explore the castle.

After about two hours she wished she had some way of knowing where the hell she was. She came to the end of a wing and the final door was open. Inside she saw Naraku sitting at a desk writing something by a roaring fire. She leaned gently against the doorframe and watched him for a moment. After a while Zafira began to get bored and knocked. He looked up and motioned for her to enter. She walked to the desk and sat in the chair across from him. He finished what he was writing and turned his attention to her. "I take it you made your decision?"

She nodded. "I'll help you as long as I have your word that you won't hold me here against my will if I do."

He narrowed his eyes and she knew he'd never really intended on letting her go if she helped but he sighed. This was the only way he could get her help. He knew that since he was going to give her his word he would not go back on it, as it was not wise to cross a goddess, even if her powers were untapped. "Fine. After you help me, you are free to leave."

She smiled. "Thank you," she said. "Now how do we go about this?"

He smirked, "We need to wait one week until the moon is full before we can perform the ceremony to return your goddess powers to you. Then we need to find about thirty pure demons and get their tears. You use your powers to turn the tears into shards and I add them to my pieces."

Zafira thought for a moment. "What about the one impure demon that we need?"

Naraku seemed confused and then it hit him, "I almost forgot. We need twenty-nine pure demons and one impure demon. Then you turn their tears into shards and add them to mine." Zafira stood and walked to a window, a sad look on her face. "Is something, wrong, Zafira?" Naraku asked. He stood and walked to stand behind her. He didn't want the one person who could help him to ruin the whole thing by being unfocused.

She turned back to him and he saw tears in her eyes, this startled him. "What I need to know is what are you going to do with the jewel once it's complete?"

Naraku was taken aback. He really didn't want to answer this question, not yet. "I'll tell you after I have it, now stop crying."

Her tears fell more rapidly and she tried to fight them back but it was no use. "Are you going to destroy the world? If so then there's no point, as I will no longer have a family."

Naraku didn't know what to do. He wasn't used to caring when females cried. It greatly disturbed him to see someone so powerful, even though she didn't know it, break down so easily. He decided he should try to comfort her. "There, there," he said as he wrapped his arms around her in an embrace. He gently massaged her back and she closed her eyes, her face resting once more on his chest, much like the previous night at the party. Quietly he said, "If I promise I'm not going to destroy the world, will you stop crying?"

She began to cry harder and Naraku was really at a loss of what to do. He pushed her back slightly and held her chin again. Her eyes opened to meet his, but when he got his face closer to hers, they closed again. Gently his lips touched hers and he felt her tears stop. He mentally patted himself on the back for making her stop crying. Slowly Naraku began to move his lips and she immediately responded. His hands grasped her hips and pulled her tightly to him, her own arms grasped his shoulders, holding onto him like he was a life jacket.

He lifted her up slightly and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked them to his desk and cleared it off in one sweep. Gently Naraku sat her down on it and continued to kiss her. His tongue pleaded entrance to her mouth and she gratefully complied. Their tongues fought for dominance of the kiss and his hands began to explore. One hand rested on the small of her back while the other played with the tip of her shirt, waiting to see if she stopped him. When she didn't, Naraku slid his hand upward to cup her breast. He slid two fingers underneath the contraption called a bra and gently pinched her erected nipple beneath.

Zafira moaned into the kiss but when his hands moved to undo her pants she broke it. "Not here," she said softly. Naraku nodded and gathered her in his arms. He carried her back to her room and lay her on the bed. He lay gently on top of her and resumed the kisses of her lips and the fondling of her body. One hand strayed towards her pants again and undid the belt. Slowly but surely he unbuttoned and unzipped them. Grasping firmly he tugged them down to her knees effortlessly.

Naraku broke the kiss this time to remove his shirt and Zafira did the same. He pulled her pants all the way off and glared at her bra, which she quickly removed. He smiled with approval and settled on top of her. One hand caressed her breasts while the other slipped into her panties and began to stroke her jewel. She moaned loudly and he hastened his actions. His thumb continued to stroke her as his other fingers gently slid inside of her, causing another cry to escape her lips.

She peaked quickly and he grinned, very pleased. He removed his hand from her and licked off her essence. Naraku quickly removed his pants and underwear, then removed her panties. Positioning himself above her he plunged his tongue into her mouth to allow her to taste herself. His manhood rested at her entrance, waiting for her to signal to continue. She wrapped her legs around him once more and tugged down gently. He grunted triumphantly and thrust into her.

He was rather disappointed that she wasn't a virgin but realized that now he didn't have to be as gentle. They were warring in their mouths as Naraku began his motion. He rose and fell above her, slowly so he could draw it out. Zafira quickly found his rhythm and moved with him. With each thrust he went as far as he could. She gasped continuously and reached her peak in moments. He sighed contentedly as he felt her muscles tighten around him in orgasm. He increased his speed slightly.

Naraku released her lips from the kiss and began to gently nip at the flesh on her neck, trying to resist the urge to mark her. He was slowly losing his resolve and as she locked up with her second peak he bit down harder than before. Zafira cried out with each thrust now, every so often calling out his name. Her eyes stayed fogged with passion as she now reached orgasm with each thrust. Her mouth strayed towards the crook of his neck and shoulder. Her teeth grazed his skin gently and with his next thrust they both bit down, hard enough to draw blood.

He now thrust as fast as his demonic speed would allow him. She soared to her peak and he released his seed inside of her. Zafira felt his warmth spread through her and sighed as he began to recede. Naraku pulled out and lay down beside her, one arm encircling her waist, the other lightly touching the now glowing mark on her neck. He knew there was one on his neck to match it, linking them permanently. He sighed, this was not what he intended to happen. Finally they fell asleep in each other's arms.

One week passed and Naraku shared a bed with Zafira each night. At breakfast they were informal and Naraku's servants were relieved to have a semi nicer master. The time finally came for Zafira to become the goddess she was. This would make her live forever as Naraku would, naturally anyway.

After the ceremony they began their search for the demons. Naraku went with her to make sure she was safe, even though she was capable of taking care of herself. One day on their search they were resting to eat when Naraku let out a growl and caught an arrow aimed for Zafira in midair. He caught it about two inches from her heart. "Get behind that boulder," he said as he stood. Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, and Miroku were coming right at them. Shippo was hiding in Kagome's bag and Sango was on Kirara.

Zafira did as she was told and hid behind said boulder. She peeked around to watch the battle. Her heart fell to see that he was having a bit of trouble with them. He was getting bruised and scratched. Suddenly arms grasped her shoulders and Naraku disappeared in a cloud of smoke. She knew he wasn't dead, but knew she might soon be.

Kagome led her towards the others. "I found that girl you said he kidnapped Inuyasha!"

She sighed, they thought she had been kidnapped, she might just live. Inuyasha smelled her, "She smells like him, a lot like him."

Kagome shrugged, "Well she has been with him for over a week Inuyasha, who knows, and he may have raped her."

Suddenly, Zafira found her voice, "He never raped me."

Kagome smiled friendly, "No, I don't suppose he did." Zafira took the opportunity to close her jacket, while feigning a shiver. She couldn't let them see her mark, or they might not hesitate to kill her. "Please, sit down, we want to ask you some questions."

Zafira could still sense him nearby but didn't want to jeopardize anything so she sat. Sango talked to her first. "Did he hit you or anything?" Zafira shook her head. "Did he starve you?" Zafira shook her head again.

Miroku tried. Sango moved away and Miroku sat next to Zafira, his hand falling lightly on her bottom. She tensed, looked at him, and then smacked him squarely in the jaw. "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TOUCH ME!"

He grinned and moved away, they didn't seem to know what else to do, so the others walked away while Inuyasha stayed behind, she could feel that Naraku did not like this.

"Listen," Inuyasha said. "I don't know what all Naraku did to you, but he's evil. He will do anything to get his way, even brainwash you. You seem to be normal enough so he isn't controlling you, but you're safe with us, you can come with us and he will never touch you again."

Zafira shuddered at the thought of never having Naraku touch her again; it made her feel empty. "Leave me alone," she whispered. "I can fight for myself. Leave me alone."

Inuyasha looked away and whispered, "He hurt someone I care deeply about. I don't want that to happen to anyone else."

"Kikyo," she said.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" Inuyasha looked angry now, the others turned in shock.

"Kikyo," she repeated softly. "He hurt Kikyo to get the Shikon Jewel. I know this, he told me. Now leave me alone."

Inuyasha was taken aback. He had thought that she would ask questions and then go with them after she learned the truth. However, he gave up, knowing she wouldn't change her mind. The group left to look for him some more. Zafira camped there for the night, knowing her mate would return in the morning.