InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Undisturbed ❯ Undisturbed ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Luna Rain Glimmer 
A what if, nights of carnal desires, and a child born to an unforgiving world. Beautiful creatures need to remain undisturbed. Inunotaisho/Izayoi
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 06.10.2011 | Updated On: 11.20.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 473 | Visits: 489 | Status: Completed
A what if, nights of carnal desires, and a child born to an unforgiving world. Beautiful creatures need to remain undisturbed. Inunotaisho/Izayoi
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 06.10.2011 | Updated On: 11.20.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 473 | Visits: 489 | Status: Completed
An alternate situation with the Inu no Taisho and his human lover, Izayoi. A what if situation, in which both of them remained alive until Inuyasha was born, and then were killed off, by a twist of fate. With the POV, it's as if an observer is watching them, either the moon or a goddess. Dark-themed, sexual content, free-verse poetry. You are forewarned.
I own nothing.
As the curtain of nightfall covers you both, revealing your bare-skin
The moon your only observer,
Can you both understand the severity of the situation?
Separate. That's the way it should remain.
No stray, lingering looks.
No smoldering thoughts.
No hesitant touches.
And yet, logic is tossed aside by carnal desires, everytime.
Kiss pale, flawless flesh.
Kiss fragile, petal-soft skin.
Ride waves of utmost ecstasy every night.
There will be a moment when your secret is found out.
A moment when you both realize your games, your child-like games
Become something greater than you both could have ever imagined.
Stripped from her title, she is deposed, awaiting his arrival.
He comes, his hair flashing like quick-silver, prepared to see her, prepared for the chase.
Hunted down like vermin, like scoundrels.
Rogues together, afraid of solitude.
Run through the woods, gripping each other.
She holds her stomach, her bulging stomach and the night knows no end.
Together, after a full day of screams, of blood and child-birth, the end-result is near: a baby boy.
Fangs where teeth should be.
Claws where pale fingernails should be.
Colorful eyes.
Pointed ears, covered with fur.
A moment of lust became something absolute, and that begs the question:
Are you in this for a moment of lust
Your pitiful desire that can be crushed?
Or, are you in this for life, for however long that should be.
Two years, beautiful years...and then death.
The past and the hunters from it always have a way of catching up to the present.
What a shame.
Two parents dead, a lone child
Off in the cold world, all alone.
All because they couldn't bare to not disturb beauty.
The striking demon man.
The woman with eyes like the ocean that he couldn't leave alone.
Walk away.
Avoid the temptation.
Lest you suffer the consequences.
Some creatures are better left undisturbed.
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I own nothing.
As the curtain of nightfall covers you both, revealing your bare-skin
The moon your only observer,
Can you both understand the severity of the situation?
Separate. That's the way it should remain.
No stray, lingering looks.
No smoldering thoughts.
No hesitant touches.
And yet, logic is tossed aside by carnal desires, everytime.
Kiss pale, flawless flesh.
Kiss fragile, petal-soft skin.
Ride waves of utmost ecstasy every night.
There will be a moment when your secret is found out.
A moment when you both realize your games, your child-like games
Become something greater than you both could have ever imagined.
Stripped from her title, she is deposed, awaiting his arrival.
He comes, his hair flashing like quick-silver, prepared to see her, prepared for the chase.
Hunted down like vermin, like scoundrels.
Rogues together, afraid of solitude.
Run through the woods, gripping each other.
She holds her stomach, her bulging stomach and the night knows no end.
Together, after a full day of screams, of blood and child-birth, the end-result is near: a baby boy.
Fangs where teeth should be.
Claws where pale fingernails should be.
Colorful eyes.
Pointed ears, covered with fur.
A moment of lust became something absolute, and that begs the question:
Are you in this for a moment of lust
Your pitiful desire that can be crushed?
Or, are you in this for life, for however long that should be.
Two years, beautiful years...and then death.
The past and the hunters from it always have a way of catching up to the present.
What a shame.
Two parents dead, a lone child
Off in the cold world, all alone.
All because they couldn't bare to not disturb beauty.
The striking demon man.
The woman with eyes like the ocean that he couldn't leave alone.
Walk away.
Avoid the temptation.
Lest you suffer the consequences.
Some creatures are better left undisturbed.
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