InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Uptown Girl ❯ Chapter 53 ( Chapter 54 )

Kagome shivered on the cold hard rock floor of her make shift prison. The scream of pain that Muso let out at the discovery of his dead beloved Kagura woke her from a shallow doze. The mental images of Naraku as he took her by force multiple times through out the afternoon, into the late evening raced through her mind as the wails of the emotional male echoed through the tunnels of the ancient lava fields.

 

“Never again,” she thought as she gathered her wits about her. Her thoughts turned to ways of escape, especially considering the seemingly distracted state that her captors were in after Muso's discovery. She quickly looked around the confines of her cell, hoping that other than the pillow and thin blanket had been tossed in by accident as a form of weapon. Finding no other foreign objects, other than the smooth rocks, Kagome sighed.

 

Moving closer toward her cell door, Kagome took notice of the flimsy construction of the door. Peering between the slats of the cell door, Kagome was able to take a look at the outside of her prison, noticing that she was able to see the exit and how only the moon seemed to illuminate the edges of the sage that graced the door way. Movement to her right as foot steps sounded against the hard rock floor, echoing to an almost deafening roar in her tiny cell bringing images of troops on parade than just a solitary person walking across the floor.

 

Scared of the owner of the footsteps, Kagome slipped quickly to the back of her cell clutching her blanket around her lithe frame. Taking solace in the blankets warmth as it offered some form of protection, but more as a security blanket to her shattered nerves. The person moved past her cell without even a pause in their stride. She could tell it was male, most likely Naraku considering his heavy steps and muttered curses.

 

As she sat huddled against the far rock wall of her prison, Kagome thought, “Once they're all asleep, I'll make my break for it. I'm not sure where I'm at, but any place would be better then this… this cell with him. I'd rather try killing him then endure another rape at his hands.” Tears rimmed her eyes as she thought of all the pain and scars that she'd endured at his hands both emotionally and physically.

 

With her plans firmly set in her mind, Kagome eased back against the rock wall waiting for her time to escape. Slowly she slipped into a restless sleep, hoping to dream of her silver haired knight in shining white armor coming to rescue her from her living nightmare. “Oh… Sesshomaru, will you ever get to me in time?” she whispered before slipping into semi sweet oblivion.

 

 

Muso knelt near the body of his beloved, holding her severed head in his quaking hands as the realization of what had happened sank quickly into his mind. “It wasn't supposed to be this way, Kagura,” he murmured to her as tears spilled down his face, landing in her dark tresses.

 

Hearing the shuffling of feet behind him, Muso turned his head slightly as he asked, “What do you want bitch? I suppose that you're happy now that you've got that bastard all to yourself.”

 

A slight smirk crossed her crimson lips as Kikyo leaned against the door way of the small cave, her arms crossed upon her chest as she replied, “She only got what she deserved, Muso. She was of no further use to us and thus was disposed of like the piece of trash that she was.”

 

Muso carefully set Kagura's head with the rest of her body, covering them with the thin blanket that she'd lain under. His blood boiled at the callousness of Kikyo as he turned on her, moving so fast that she didn't have time to respond. With his hand wrapped around her throat, he ground out, “The only reason you're still alive bitch is that you seem to know what makes him tick. Once he's done with you he'll toss you aside like the whore that you really are. How much longer do you believe that he'll put up with your stuck up attitude?”

 

“How dare you! How dare you!” she seethed as he let go of her throat, rubbing it gently in hopes of removing the red marks from her neck.

 

Getting right back into her face he spat, “How dare I what? Tell you the truth so that it isn't so much of a shock when he turns on you? Well, little sister, you should have done your research before hooking up with this ass hole and dragging me into it. I've known Naraku a lot longer than you have and he's not the `innocent' angle that you make him out to be!”

 

Her onyx eyes narrowed as she replied, “What do you mean, Muso that I should have done my research?”

 

“You know all those girls who mysteriously `disappeared' when I was in high school?” he asked. Upon seeing her nod slightly with a look of apprehension upon her face he continued, “It was his entire fault. Naraku would woo the girls until they slept with him, after a while when he got bored, he'd take them by force. Most of them never were the same but because he messed with their heads, the authorities never figured out who was responsible.”

 

“You're… you're… you're lying,” she stammered in disbelief as shock covered her face. “He'd never do that!”

 

Moving back toward the dead body of his beloved Kagura, Muso slowly wrapped her body in the blanket, taking great care in securing the bindings so that her severed head didn't escape. As he finished his gruesome task he replied, “You've seen what he's done to that poor girl in there and you have the audacity to say he wouldn't do it. You're more naïve than I thought little sister.”

 

Picking up Kagura's body, bridal style in his arms, pulling her closer to his body trying to comfort himself one last time before carrying her out of the cave to bury her out on the ancient volcanic plain. He turned toward Kikyo as he asked, “What are you going to do now? Stay with the bastard and be his little whore or leave before he drags you down with him?”

 

Kikyo thought deeply before answering his question. Turning her onyx eyes toward her older brother she replied, “I intend to stay by him, despite what he's done with that bitch. It's only a matter of time before he realizes that I'm the better person for him. Although I can't say that joining him in his torture of the tramp wouldn't be a pleasure.”

 

As he moved toward the entrance of the caves, Muso took one last look at his equally sadistic and demented sister as he replied softly, “May you see the light before it's to late, little sister.” He turned back toward the entrance, walking with his burden wrapped in his arms as he faded into the darkness of night.

 

 

Kikyo's gaze followed her brother as he disappeared into the enveloping darkness before she turned back to the task at hand. Quickly she moved toward her shared chamber with Naraku, quickly removing the top layer of clothes to try and sooth his troubled nerves. Naraku had taken Kagura's death nearly as hard as Muso, although Kikyo wouldn't admit to either of them that she was the one who had killed the wind witch. “She got what she deserved,” she thought as she edged close to the entrance of the other sleeping area. Her onyx eyes fell upon Naraku's stiff form as he stood near the bed, his fists clenched at his sides in anger and frustration.

 

 

“Why… why did she have to die? I still had use of her in my plans, but now… now we're going to be forced to do everything the hard way. Damn it… damn it to hell,” he thought as he punched his hand into the nearest wall with a sickening thud, leaving a deep crack in its face. Pulling his hand back Kikyo noticed that the blood dripped onto the stone floor before the bones in his hand morphed, reformed and made his hand look as if it had never been broken.

 

As Muso's words whirled through her mind as the horrors that were Naraku and seeing the reforming of his broken hand, Kikyo' onyx eyes widened in horror. “What have I gotten myself into?” she thought as her hand moved to cover her mouth hoping that he didn't hear her approach. Slowly she backed away from the entrance only to have an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his rock hard body.

 

 

After taking a deep breath to ease his troubled mind, the thick scent of fear with a hint of arousal drew his attention toward the entrance of his bed chamber. Seeing the long raven locks of Kikyo move away from the door way, a wicked smile crossed his lips. Within a split second, he had his arm around her waist with his lips near her ear, pulling her firmly into his hardened body, showing her how much he wanted her.

 

“You've come to ease my pain?” he purred in her ear as his hand slid to the lace covering her breast, massaging the soft flesh with his rough hand.

 

Unable to hide her fear from the beast behind her, Kikyo began to struggle, trying to get away from Naraku, but to no avail. Unbeknownst to her, Naraku fed on the scent of her fear, driving him into a near frenzy as his mouth descended to her neck, licking the juncture of her neck and shoulder, relishing the rapid beat of her blood flow. Once he was satisfied with the tenderizing of her neck, Naraku bit deeply into her neck causing Kikyo to scream in pain as her crimson fluids flowed into his mouth. His marking of her neck was not out of love but out of cruelness, considering that his fangs injected psychotropic drugs that intensified the effects of what he was about to do to her.

 

Having taken his fill, Naraku licked her wounded neck closed; satisfied that he'd injected the right amount of drugs into her system, as his hands roamed over her body, savoring her pliable flesh. His head dipped from her neck toward a hidden breast as his inner demon fought to be released upon this helpless victim, now that she was marked as his, like the other girls before her. As his mouth descended upon her breast, sucking and nipping her flesh through the thin fabric, Naraku's other hand roamed farther south, teasing her waist and thigh on its journey to her nether regions.

 

Kikyo gasped in pain as Naraku bit the flesh of her breast as his fingers found her core. With his prey well in hand, Naraku led her back toward their bed, a wicked smile upon his lips as his teeth gripped her breast. Once he reached their bed, he released his grip upon her breast shoving her harshly toward the bed, his fingers deep inside of her, thrusting with all his might.

 

Fighting against her body's desire to enjoy his ministrations as well as the affects of the psychotropic drugs, Kikyo thrashed, catching Naraku with a swift kick to his chest. As she pulled back her leg for another attack upon his body, Naraku grabbed it, refusing to let go as she struggled more.

 

“Now… now… my pet,” he purred in lust as he moved upon her body, pinning her beneath his weight, grabbing her hands to hold them above her head. “You know that you're going to enjoy this,” he continued as he continued his ministrations with his other hand at the juncture of her thighs.

 

Suddenly as her eyes widened in fear, Kikyo realized what he was saying. She screamed but knew that no one could save her as Naraku clamped his jaws around her throat once more, crushing her body with his as he replaced his fingers with other appendages, none of which represented his throbbing sex into her body.

 

 

Sesshomaru pulled his silver corvette down the dirt road toward the high mountain ranch. His thoughts were upon his beloved Kagome and how he wished for her save return. “We'll find you my love… and I'll never let you go,” he thought as he gripped the steering wheel tightly for the umpteenth time so far on this trip.

 

He'd stopped at the bar for directions and was rather surprised that the bar tender had freely given the directions to the Hacienda El Matador. “Must be the small town attitude to help those in need,” Sesshomaru thought as he topped the pass that lead to the sprawling ranch below.

 

Even with the last quarter moon high overhead providing what light it could, Sesshomaru was in awe of the sprawling ranch. The lights flickered in the main ranch house as well as some of the other outlying buildings and a huge barn. His eyes roamed the road as he descended into the valley, going between the uprights that held the name of the ranch as well as its majestic brand above the gates. Once the car pulled to a stop in front of the main house, he slipped from his vehicle as an elderly wolf demoness stepped from the open door.

 

She reached his tall form as she edged toward his car. “It's good to see you again, Mr. Taisho,” she said as she extended her hand toward him.

 

Gripping her leathery hand in a firm grip Sesshomaru replied solemnly, “I wish that this was on better circumstances, Ms. Matador. The last time we met was at your husband's funeral a few years back.”

 

With a slight smile across her lips she replied, “Yes… you were there on your father's behalf if I recall since he was out of the country. Please call me Shina… Ms. Matador would be my granddaughter and her mother.”

 

“I'll do that if you would call me Sesshomaru. Mr. Taisho is my father and grandfather. I've not yet earned that title, despite my standings as heir to their empires,” he retorted softly.

 

Taking his arm, Shina led the demon lord into her home as she replied, with a soft smile upon her lips, “As you wish. I've a room prepared for you, Sesshomaru. You've had a long and arduous day and the mountains are no place to be when you're exhausted.”

 

“Where is Jade? I must speak with her as soon as possible,” he replied as she led him into her kitchen for a bite to eat.

 

Pulling some leftovers from the refrigerator, Shina prepared a plate of food for Sesshomaru as he took a seat at the counter. “She's up at a high mountain cabin a good hour's drive from here over rough terrain. I know that two of my best men are up there as well as her fiancé, Koga,” she explained as she placed the cold plate of food in the microwave. Turning her attention back toward Sesshomaru she asked, “What happened at her home that has you all this way, Sesshomaru?”

 

The great lord lowered his head as he replied, “My girlfriend, Kagome and I had been staying with Jade while she recovered from the assault. When she was kidnapped this morning, Jade's cats tried to protect her, attacking one of the intruders. Both had been seriously hurt, but I took care of them.”

 

“How are they?” Shina asked as she removed the now hot plate of food from the microwave and placed it before Sesshomaru.

 

Looking into her kind slate grey eyes, Sesshomaru replied, “They are fine. One had a broken leg while the other's hip was fractured. I took them to the vet as soon as I could and they are currently staying there. This reminds me, I need to call my brother and see if he'd be able to pick them up tomorrow.”

 

With the mouth watering scent of T-bone steak with left over mashed potatoes and green beans on the plate before him, Sesshomaru held back the urge to just stare and drool over his food. Shina had been right, the last time he'd had anything to eat was the previous night when Kagome had cooked him dinner, accompanied with candles and a wonderful desert. His stomach growled in anticipation of the delicious meal and he quickly dug in, savoring every bite.

 

Shina smiled as he dove into the plate of food. Most of the ranch hands knew that Shina kept a lot of leftovers on hand, but they also knew that she was an awesome cook. Noticing that she'd forgotten to get him something to drink, Shina quickly moved toward a cabinet by the sink, withdrawing a glass, which she filled with fresh milk from the fridge. Placing it before Sesshomaru, who thanked her for the drink, Shina asked, as she took a seat opposite the Inu youkai, “Why exactly are you here Sesshomaru? It's not for a home cooked meal.”

 

Between mouthfuls of food, Sesshomaru replied, “I feel that Jade may know something about the kidnapping, but I also feel that she may be the next target. I'm glad to hear that she's not by her self at the cabin, or else I'd have insisted on going up there tonight.” He took another mouth full of food, downing it with the milk before continuing his feast.

 

Shina replied, “It was not my doing that they are up there. I've an idea that she knew something was going on and that is why Ban and Jak are up there now. She'd planned on Koga coming here, but from what the ranch doctor, Suikotsu said she seemed pretty distracted about something. He didn't get a chance to talk to her before coming back down to the main house a little while ago.”

 

Having finished his rather satisfying meal, Sesshomaru leaned back in his chair as he sighed; suddenly feeling exhausted as the day's events finally took their toll. Seeing this, Shina moved quickly to his side, a sweet knowing smile upon her lips as she guided him toward the back stairs, leading him to a waiting guest room. Once she showed him into the room, she let go of his arm as she said, “When I received your phone call earlier, I set this up for you, knowing that you would be tired with all that's gone on today. Sleep for now and I'll get you up to the cabin in the morning.”

Sesshomaru turned toward Shina as he replied, “Thank you for your hospitality, Shina. I thank you for the wonderful dinner as well as a place to sleep. Under different circumstances, I would have been able to enjoy this more. However I need to get up to the cabin as early in the morning as I can, for I fear that some one may have either followed me or Koga up here and plan on kidnapping Jade at the first chance they can get.”

 

“I see,” she replied, her gray eyes narrowed in slight concern as she continued, “I'm up before first light, making breakfast for the crew, since I've got plenty of cereal lying around, as well as leftovers, I'm sure that they can fend for themselves and I can take you to the cabin.”

 

“That would be appreciated,” he replied, slightly eager to crawl into the inviting bed as he bid farewell and good night to the elder wolf demoness. Once she closed the door behind her, Sesshomaru slipped his clothes off, wishing that he'd taken the time to grab at least a change of clothes before he left home. Then he remembered the duffle bag in the car that he'd never had a chance to take into Jade's home.

 

“Damn it!” he thought as he remembered that those had also been covered in cats' blood from Jade's precious felines. “I guess that I'll be wearing the same clothes tomorrow. Hopefully we'll get to the bottom of the kidnapping and I'll get my beloved Kagome back before I have to wear them any longer,” he thought as he stripped out of his tee-shirt and jeans, laying them across the arm of a chair by the door.

 

 

Onigumo looked out the slightly closed door of the huge barn, taking notice of yet another male showing up. This one he'd recognized as the all powerful Sesshomaru Taisho, Kagome's boyfriend and current watch dog. His brow furrowed as he thought, “How in the hell did he find me?” as he moved away from the doctor's office that he'd just ransacked for chloroform to knock Jade out once he'd gotten her alone.

 

Luckily for him, Suikotsu didn't look in the bed of his truck and Onigumo had been grateful to get a ride back to the ranch, unseen by any of the other men or the ranch hands once they made it to the ranch. He watched the ranch house in fear as he saw Sesshomaru and Shina get a little chummy in the kitchen, his own stomach rumbling from lack of food, other than the granola bars that he'd scrounged from his car and a few apples that had been left in the doctor's refrigerator.

 

“Damn this is getting more and more difficult!” he practically screamed in his mind as he saw Sesshomaru being led up the stairs for what appeared to be a good night's rest. Seeing the lights in his room turn off, Onigumo breathed a sigh of relief, before turning toward the other end of the barn, carrying his chloroform and a blanket that he'd taken as well from the doctor's office.

 

Onigumo had taken his car as far up the road to the cabin as he dared, leaving it a good half mile hike in a clearing behind a copse of quaking aspen trees before he walked the rest of the way to the mountain cabin. Onigumo may have taken all the surveillance classed in the world, but he hated with a deep seated passion sleeping out doors, whether it was in his car, in a tent, or just a blanket on the ground under the stars. The bugs, especially spiders freaked him out and so that is why he'd decided to take up a secluded spot in the barn, near the horse that he'd seen Ban ride up from the lake.

 

He knew sooner or later that Jade would come out of the house and with the number of guard dogs at the cabin, taking her by force was not an option. He'd seen the results of the fist fight that Koga had been in with the Inu youkai, and he'd seen how Ban had taken to the water, to pull out the unconscious wolf and the prey. The only one he'd yet to see in some form of action was the lithe effeminate male the screamed `over possessive' as he entered the ranch house earlier.

 

Once he found a comfortable spot in the hay, spreading out the borrowed blanket, plus his own from his car, Onigumo settled in for the night, listening to the noises of the night wild life. “Soon… soon I'll be away from this god forsaken place and back with my beloved Kikyo,” he thought as he quickly drifted back to desired sleep, dreaming of his one true love.

 

 

Kagome huddled under the thin blanket as the screams of terror reverberated through the solid walls of their encampment. She shuddered as the screams mirrored her own from earlier in the evening. With the full understanding that Naraku was other wise disposed and that the only other person capable of making those noises was Kikyo, who she vaguely remembered seeing before Naraku took off with her to the hide out, Kagome figured that now was as good a time as any to make her escape.

 

She slinked toward the make shift cell door, pushing on it to see if it would budge. Even with slight pressure the door swung open, nearly slamming against the opposite wall. Quickly, Kagome grabbed the door, stopping its progress open as she looked around the empty main room. As she looked, releasing the breath that she didn't realize she'd been holding, Kagome thought, “Alls clear. Better move now while he's occupied.” Moving shakily to her feet, Kagome moved as quickly as she could toward the entrance, trying to be as quiet as possible.

 

After a few harrowing moments, with nothing but the sounds of grunting, stifled screams, and the slapping of flesh urging her on, Kagome reached the cool night and quickly made her way across the ancient lava plain toward what she perceived as freedom. With the moon high over head as her guide, Kagome moved as best she could through the broken ground, following the twisting and turning dirt trails of the wild jack rabbits. Unable to see a burrow, hidden amongst the dark stones, Kagome fell forward, twisting her ankle horrible to where she couldn't support her own weight.

 

As she curled up with the injured appendage, tears streamed down her face as she realized that not only did she go from bad to worse, but that no one knew where she was at. Looking around the darkened plain, she noticed a faint light off in the distance. Gingerly Kagome eased toward the light as she thought, “It couldn't be any worse than where I've already been.” Tears streamed down her face once more as she moved toward the light, limping with each step, knowing that she was causing more damage than good as she moved. She bit her lower lip trying not to scream as she edged toward the distant light, hoping that it spelled freedom.