InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Tame a Demon ❯ Chapter 8
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By: lettheinkbleed 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Vignette | Uploaded On: 04.17.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 642 | Visits: 428 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Vignette | Uploaded On: 04.17.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 642 | Visits: 428 | Status: Work In Progress
(Yes, yes, I have returned. So glad you all missed me! Just kidding. Anyway, I am the type of writer who just writes random pieces of the story in no order what so ever. Right now I have the ending a few pieces right before and maybe a couple middle written. This is basically stuff to connect chapters! Enjoy!
AND I STILL DON’T OWN INUYASHA!)
Kagome curled up in bed after dressing in her classic layered look. She rolled onto her side and smiled at her sister. “He’s different Sango. Maybe he can get us out of here!” The excitement that shown in her brown eyes made Sango’s stomach clinch. “Kagome, don’t put all your faith in this guy. Remember how strong master is? What happens if you do trust this hanyou and he turns on you? How do you think master will react?” Sango wanted to bite her tongue as she said this, and almost did, but Kagome really needed to think this through. Horror and disgust replaced Kagome’s excitement and she nodded as a small shudder ran through her, “you’re right Sango. We just need to make him confortable and let the mistress and master have what they want. No need to bring their wraths upon us.” She laid back down and stared at the ceiling. Sango winced and bit her lip in thought, “now Kagome, let’s not be too hasty. You are a miko! You can sense things I can’t. If you think he’s strong enough he may be!” Wary eyes turned to her. “I don’t know Sango. My miko powers don’t work right you know this.” Sango sat up on her bed and called, “Miroku!”
“Sango what are you doing?” The monk entered as Kagome finished her question and looked alarmed. “My dear Sango, what is it?”
“Monk, what do you sense from the hanyou? Could he back up his claims to free us?” Miroku tilted his head as his forehead creased. “I’m not sure. I sense power but it’s almost a hidden thing. He does seem determined enough.” He paused and stroked his chin for a moment. “Enough of this talk. What if Naraku hears you speak like this?” Both girls faces heated in a blush as the monk scolded them. He walked between the beds and crouched. “I want free as much as you both do but we have to remember,” he looked at Kagome, his eyes revealing the secret he kept for her, “he holds us prisoner not with locks and keys but by power.” She nodded to let him know she understood before sighing quietly.
Sango squealed seconds before Kagome felt his lecherous hand on her own rear. “MONK!” Sango bellowed as Kagome screamed.
Inuyasha was sitting in the floor of the dungeon dozing lightly when he heard her scream. He was on his feet in an instant, pulling at his chains as rage ripped through him hazing his eye sight red. “KAGOME!” He roared as the chains creaked. If that bastard has touched her again… An animalistic roar bubbled up his throat as his mind blanked; the only thought was a single name, Kagome.
The girls froze as Kagome’s name bounced off the walls. She looked at Miroku and Sango in surprise. “Did he…” She stood and walked to the staircase as his roar blasted from the basement. “He’s changing.” Miroku said quietly putting his hand on her shoulder. “He must have heard your scream.” She nodded and heard the creaking of chains. “Go down. We’ll be right behind you.” Sango nodded her affirmation before they descended to see what on earth had the hanyou so riled up.
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AND I STILL DON’T OWN INUYASHA!)
Kagome curled up in bed after dressing in her classic layered look. She rolled onto her side and smiled at her sister. “He’s different Sango. Maybe he can get us out of here!” The excitement that shown in her brown eyes made Sango’s stomach clinch. “Kagome, don’t put all your faith in this guy. Remember how strong master is? What happens if you do trust this hanyou and he turns on you? How do you think master will react?” Sango wanted to bite her tongue as she said this, and almost did, but Kagome really needed to think this through. Horror and disgust replaced Kagome’s excitement and she nodded as a small shudder ran through her, “you’re right Sango. We just need to make him confortable and let the mistress and master have what they want. No need to bring their wraths upon us.” She laid back down and stared at the ceiling. Sango winced and bit her lip in thought, “now Kagome, let’s not be too hasty. You are a miko! You can sense things I can’t. If you think he’s strong enough he may be!” Wary eyes turned to her. “I don’t know Sango. My miko powers don’t work right you know this.” Sango sat up on her bed and called, “Miroku!”
“Sango what are you doing?” The monk entered as Kagome finished her question and looked alarmed. “My dear Sango, what is it?”
“Monk, what do you sense from the hanyou? Could he back up his claims to free us?” Miroku tilted his head as his forehead creased. “I’m not sure. I sense power but it’s almost a hidden thing. He does seem determined enough.” He paused and stroked his chin for a moment. “Enough of this talk. What if Naraku hears you speak like this?” Both girls faces heated in a blush as the monk scolded them. He walked between the beds and crouched. “I want free as much as you both do but we have to remember,” he looked at Kagome, his eyes revealing the secret he kept for her, “he holds us prisoner not with locks and keys but by power.” She nodded to let him know she understood before sighing quietly.
Sango squealed seconds before Kagome felt his lecherous hand on her own rear. “MONK!” Sango bellowed as Kagome screamed.
Inuyasha was sitting in the floor of the dungeon dozing lightly when he heard her scream. He was on his feet in an instant, pulling at his chains as rage ripped through him hazing his eye sight red. “KAGOME!” He roared as the chains creaked. If that bastard has touched her again… An animalistic roar bubbled up his throat as his mind blanked; the only thought was a single name, Kagome.
The girls froze as Kagome’s name bounced off the walls. She looked at Miroku and Sango in surprise. “Did he…” She stood and walked to the staircase as his roar blasted from the basement. “He’s changing.” Miroku said quietly putting his hand on her shoulder. “He must have heard your scream.” She nodded and heard the creaking of chains. “Go down. We’ll be right behind you.” Sango nodded her affirmation before they descended to see what on earth had the hanyou so riled up.
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