InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Together Forever ❯ Pain ( Chapter 34 )

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Nonconsensual Sex scene contained in writing below; this chapter contains a lemon where one person(s) is unwillingly forced to have sex. That means Rape. This fan fictions rating is R (restricted) and is not suitable for readers under 17. If you are under that age and read the below chapter that is of your own will; you have been warned.

 

 

Another chapter, wootness!

 

Disclaimer: I don't own it…I don't own it…I don't own it….I OWN IT! *jumps up screaming* I OWN IT! *stops and sits back down as the trigger of a gun is pulled back* I DON'T OWN IT, I LIED, I DON'T OWN IT! *keeps chanting “I don't own it” as a lawyer trains the gun on her*

 

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Chapter Thirty-Four: Pain

 

Damn them. Damn them to the seventh hell. They were infuriating, insufferable; damnable pests. He hated them, loathed their very existence. They were nothing; an inconvenience that marred his perfect plan. He would destroy them; slowly and painfully and he would enjoy their terror. He would revel in their screams. And when it came to the miko, the girl who had sent his plans afoul so many times; that woman-child Kagome; he would be in sheer ecstasy as he broke her; killed her.

 

Naraku growled, a hand running through his hair absent mindedly. The inky black strands fell down his back, a few slipping over his shoulders as he leaned forward. Crimson eyes narrowed as he thought over his failed plans of ending the shard hunting quest of his rivals; the Inuyasha-tachi. “Kana.” No sooner had the call left his lips did the young youkai female appear before him, silent and emotionless as always. Small hands tilted her ever present mirror the surface calm as images swam underneath finally stilling upon the image of the taijiya and houshi kissing. A glint of light upon the mirror and this time it revealed the ookami female Ares being carried off by the ookami male Kouga. Another glint brought with it two ookami females within the woods, preparing to confront some horrid beast or another. With a wave of Naraku's hand Kana stepped closer, baring the image of a smiling Kagome in the arms of Inuyasha; drawing a growl from her Nushi.

 

“Sesshoumaru?” Kana held up the mirror as it shone with red tinted light and seemed to scream in pain. “A protection spell: interesting.” He stood covered only by a loose fitting sleeping yukata as he paced restlessly. “Leave.” With a bow the void youkai silently padded out of her Nushi's main bed chamber to attend whatever duty she had presently left at Naraku's call.

 

The burning light of the lamps hanging in all corners of the room did nothing much to illuminate the room but instead gave it a more dreary look. The stark whiteness of Naraku's yukata even seemed darkened. The light cast angry shadows over the walls, bed, and what little other furniture present there. It caught upon Naraku's hair and died there, not even its fire able to change the inky darkness of his long locks. Miasma hung thick about the air, surrounded the fortress with its choking grip upon the lungs, stealing the breath from those who dare to tread near.

 

“I must rid myself of them,” he sat then upon the edge of his, as if poised to rise, “but how?” He pondered this at length, wondering, plotting, re-working every plot he had done against them to see if he had missed something. Surely he had. Something was afoul. Why, oh why could he not just kill them all and take the shards? “Because you like to see them suffer.” He answered himself, rising once more, starting once again his round of pacing.

 

Back and forth before the end of his futon, back rigidly straight, muscles taunt. “Keep pacing and you'll end up making a nice spot for your grave.” He smiled coldly, eyes glinting with malice. “Kagura; how nice of you to join me.” She shrank back some, though she'd never admit to it, head held high. “Indeed Nushi?” Her voice trembled and he drank in the smell of her fear. “Kagura, I am in need of a means of relaxation.” She moved to leave, to flee from him, in fear of what his seemingly calm words could mean. “I did not give you leave sureibu.”

 

He turned, eyes trailing over her back, grazing her like a cold blade. She could feel his eyes upon her and suddenly she felt bare as though her clothes were as thin as the sheerest of gauzes. Her hand was on the shoji screen, all she had to do was open it and she could leave. Just slide it open and she could leave the room, free for a moment of Naraku's presence.

 

“Come.” It was a command and she knew it. Ignore it and run. That was her first instinct. She knew in her gut that something was off, that if she stayed she would regret it. “I have duties still left to attend Nushi.” How meekly she said it, as though she were afraid. Indeed she was, the smell of it clung to her like perfume and Naraku licked his lips, nearly tasting it as though it were a tangible object. “Come here bitch.”

 

She heard him as he settled down upon the futons edge, waiting for her to come to him, and she slowly turned to face him. Oh how she wished she hadn't. His eyes, which were always cold, held lust, the promise of pain, and desire for her fear. Her hands clenched into fists at her side, nails digging into the soft flesh. With the air of one who was being led to the slaughter Kagura moved forward, hoping that if she entertained his commands he would let her leave without much harm to her person.

 

“Down on your knees before you Nushi, sureibu.” She kneeled, suddenly feeling a dead cold settle within her, her eyes showing her fear as she glanced up at him through her bangs. “Of what service may I be to you, Nushi?” She hated addressing him so; giving him power over her but now was not the time to let her pride blind her. Thin lips pulled back showing a fanged smile as a long pale hand reach out to stroke her cheek. “You shall see.” He grabbed a fistful of hair, pulling her to him; face resting against his stomach as he quickly worked her hair from its tie. His free hand moved to her shoulder, holding it firmly. “I am restless and frustrated Kagura. You will do well for my ease.”

 

She struggled then to no avail, eyes wide as she tried yet again to push away from him. His hand tangled into her hair more, forcing her head back, their eyes meeting; hers full of fear and anger and his madness coated with lust and amusement. His voice was husky and deep, and it made her shiver as he whispered into her ear, “Struggle and scream Kagura, all you like, I will only enjoy it more.” She jerked then, pulling free of him, whirling toward the door in an attempt to flee.

 

She cried out, falling to her knees, clutching her chest, naught but two feet from her means of escape. Naraku smiled victoriously, holding within the palm of his hand Kagura's heart. “You can't escape me.” Her body trembled despite her efforts to steel her nerves, glaring at him with her own crimson eyes, scooting away as best she could as he leaned down over her. His hand flexed around her heart and she grimaced at the pain, biting her lips refusing to give him the satisfaction of hearing her pain.

 

His tongue traced a wet and aimless pattern along her neck, lavishing the pulse point before he sunk his fangs into it, tearing her soft skin. She screamed then, long and loud, tears springing to her eyes as she struggled. He enjoyed it; loved it, needed it, took exquisite pleasure in it. He grabbed her round the waist, kicking and screaming, dragging her to his futon. He threw her down, the rich crimson liquid that trickled in streams from her neck staining the sheets as she struggled to gain her bearings. He growled, eyes glowing, and sank down, grabbing her shoulders, forcing her beneath him.

 

He straddled her hips using the weight of his body to keep her down, watching her with a twisted mirth. Her kimono fell from her form in blood soaked tatters as his claws shredded them from her body, dragging them painfully over her supple flesh. She clawed at him, grazing his cheek enough to draw blood. Oh gods how she wanted to die. Death would be better than what would happen to her this night. She was sure of this, and perhaps, it would be, but she would not die at this moment, at least not until his vulgar desire was fulfilled.

 

The sound of a slap echoed within the room and it sent her head to the left, her right cheek swelling immediately as it stung from the force. “You will obey sureibu.” With that growled command he ripped what remained of her kimono away revealing her milky white flesh to him, untouched by any male. He trailed a hand down her neck as she clenched her eyes shut, tears spilling forth. “Do not fear sureibu, I wont kill you.”

 

No. Please no. Let it be a nightmare. Let it be naught but the darkest fear of her soul and nothing more. She pleaded to whatever power would listen to simply awaken her from this nightmare and if not that then to strike her dead as she lay beneath Naraku. She felt his roaming hands as they skimmed across her still struggling body and again felt the sting of a slap, her head forced to the side yet again, a small trail of blood trickling from the corner of her mouth where his claws had dug into the skin.

 

She kicked and flailed, screaming in pure terror as he, with much struggling from her, bound her hands and feet. Hands together above her head, feet apart at the foot of the futon. His hands roamed over her yet again and she stilled, eyes clenched tightly shut, gathering all that was left of her wits to form some sort of refuge within her mind from the reality before her.

 

“Really now Kagura, do you really think that I'd let you miss out on the best part?” She shuddered; opening her eyes slowly, the burning fire that was the pain of her heart clenched in his hand echoing within her chest. His lips descended upon her own fangs nipping harshly in a demand for her own lips to part. She did as he wished, refusing to let the tears fall any longer, willingly accepting his probing tongue, her slim form now limp beneath him.

 

He bit her collar harshly, snarling a warning at her. “Struggle; I want to watch you break.” She obeyed, struggling against him, though they were fake; quickly becoming real as he trailed his lips over her stomach, slipping two clawed digits into her core. His claws cut her, tearing at the sensitive flesh, ripping it with more force as he started a swift harsh pace. She screamed and withered under the pain, begging for mercy, unable to retreat within herself due to his power over her.

 

It was hell. Searing like fire, engulfing all her senses. Oh how she wanted nothing more than for it to end, for him to be done with her and leave her to herself. But he would not, even as he withdrew his fingers from her aching core she knew that the worst was yet to come. “Scream Kagura.” She opened her mouth to deny him, to curse him, taking no notice of the new position his body was in; until he thrust his shaft into her wounded core, burying himself to the hilt. Her eyes widened, a choking sound bubbling forth from her open mouth, only to be replaced a moment later with a scream of pain that seemed to be ripped straight from the mouth of those tortured within the seven hells.

 

He laughed, loud and long, even as he pounded into her, feeling her blood ooze around his shaft, delighting in her struggles and cries. “Louder Kagura, scream for your Nushi. Beg me to stop.” He was granted with another scream and tears; she was to far gone in her pain to care what left her lips, her pride meant nothing in this moment. All she knew was pain and more pain.

 

Naraku panted a pleased smirk upon his lips as he thrust into the screaming wind sorceress beneath him. Harder, faster, over and over again in an erratic pattern, caring nothing that he could feel her inner walls rip around his shaft; all that mattered was his completion. Her voice left her, and with a final thrust he spilt his seed within her, another scream, louder than all the others managing to rip from her.

 

He left her there, bound upon his futon, after dressing in his yukata, heading off to the bath. She sobbed silently, body trembling, the pain of her abused body taunting her. Slowly and painfully she fell into a deep sleep, plagued with dreams, no; memories of the act against her. She vowed as she dreamed to escape, she had to, for death now, would not sate her appetite for revenge. She would be free, no matter what the consequence be and then, then he would pay, he would pay dearly.

 

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Note: Kinjya belongs to my friend Koga! Anna belongs to my friend Anna-chan! Lia and Sae belong to my friend AngelofDaimonds! Ask them before you use any of their characters! And Suaru in the fic isn't me, I just like the name. Suaru, Rath, Ares, and a few others who will show up later on belong to me; so ask me before you use them.

 

 

Special Thanks to everyone who has reviewed!

 

 

- : - Translations - : - Koi - Love : Koibito - Lover : Koishii - Beloved : Oniisan - Big brother : Miko - Priestess : Youkai - demon : Kitsune - fox : Ai shiteru - I love you : Kami - God : Nani - what : Gomen - Sorry : Arigato - Thank you : Kawaii - cute : Kowaii- Scary : Nee- chan: Big sister: Taijiya - youkai exterminator : Houshi - priest/monk : Hentai - pervert : Ako - my child : Domo - thanks : Domo arigato - Thank you very much : Kaze no Kizu - wound of the wind (I think) : Sore wa himitsu desu - It's a secret : Reisho - Thunder : Kage - shadow : Shinju - pearl : Sango - Coral : Kohaku - Amber : Hoshi - Star : Inu - dog : Inuyasha - dog demon/damon : Sesshoumaru - (the) killing perfection : Iie - no : Imouto - little sister : Shizu kani - shut up : Ichi - one : Ookami - wolf : Tora - tiger : Nasake - Mercy : Onna - Girl : Ouji - Prince : Nushi - Master : Sureibu - Slave : Itoshii - Darling : Daijoubu ka? - Are you ok/alright: Hai, daijoubu. - Yes, I'm Fine/ok/alright : Itai - Ow : Watashi wa - I am (as in a greeting) : Chotto - What (in an exclamatory usage) : Megami - Goddess : Chichiue - Father (more formal) : Otouto - little brother : Hahaue - Mother (more formal) : Koryu - Garnet : Ningen - Human : Jaken: hard hearted, cruel, unkind. : Naraku - Hell/Hades : Demo - but : (-) ka - denotes a question : Hikari - Light : Kurai - dark : Sakura - cherry blossom : Shinu - to Die : Inutaisho - great dog demon (I think that's right) : Izayoi - lightening : (That's all for now.)

 

 

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Jade: Weee…more chapters!

 

Naraku: I STILL want overtime!

 

Jade: You don't get paid.

 

Naraku: *stops in mid curse* What?!

 

Jade: I feed you all, clothe you, put a roof over your heads…I take care of your needs so you don't get paid.

 

Naraku: WHY YOU LITTLE BI- *is drug off by security*

 

Jade: *blinks* Woo! Working at PKI has its perks! Eat that you sick little shit! *dances* REVIEW PLEASE!

 

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Personal Note:

I would like to take a moment to state a few things; I am not, in any way, for rape. Please understand that as an author I am simply playing out what could be. This is my own plot and in no way is influenced by Rumiko Takahashi, creator of Inuyasha, and it is in no way an insult to her brilliant work. For those of you who did not like the fact that I put rape into my fan fiction or where offended I ask that you please personally email me with those complaints instead of flaming on the main base. Please email any of the above mentioned to my personal email account which can be found in my profile on this site. Also remember, that I properly rated and warned all my readers of what was inside my fan fiction, and this chapter. I hope that you all continue to read and enjoy this fan fiction. And please know; Kagura will get her time at kicking Naraku's baboon ass. Thank you. - Jade (Suaru-chan)