I'm Not Well, But I'm Better

It looked like a dead thing slung over Naraku’s back… was all Rin could think as they walked out into the night. The tall physician had a large soft, morbidly large case slung strategically across his scarred back. Rin couldn’t tell if he was in pain or not, the dark blue lenses shielded his dried-blood gaze from her scrutiny; which bothered her. Naraku had the habit of hiding his pin-point eyes behind the creepy spectacles and Rin sourly knew the reason for their appearance.

The good Doctor Onigumo was flying high and fast tonight, Rin reflected and shivered in her crawling skin; was that crawling in fear? She didn’t think so.

Naraku’s great dark coat flapped like ragged wings around his lean form and something in his manner seemed to make him stand out rather than ooze into the background. A small child started crying when the tall man passed both him and his mother on the dirty sidewalk, and seeing this, Naraku smiled in tight pleasure. Rin followed in his wake, her grey velvet dress swirling coolly around her in sublime understatement. The long black satin ribbons that twined up her arms like restraints, reminding her of her captivity with every swing of her arms. The damn wind kept catching the fabric around her booted legs and the thigh-high slits caused her to flash milky skin to the world with every step, especially since Naraku’s legs were nearly as long as she was tall and he was hell-bent on walking fast!

“Onigumo, slow down; are we out for a jog or what?” Rin asked glibly to try to drag the stalking demon out of himself.

“If I were running, you’d never catch me, girl.” he barked through gritting teeth, but did slow down minutely.

Of course, try as she might, Rin found no lingerie of any kind in the wardrobe Naraku had gifted her with. Of course… she smirked before she remembered to be annoyed. That lovely little detail made stomping on the terra after his tall ass… uncomfortably free.

They walked and walked. Rin started to notice maybe she should have carried her boots. Just as she was trying to decide is her feet were trying to hurt, Naraku grabbed her arm and turned her into a dark, nondescript building, flushing her quickly through the door.

“Where are we?” Rin wondered aloud, mostly for her benefit.

“Come on, beauty – let’s go.” Naraku grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and pushed her in front of him, after a small discussion with a dark entity she hadn’t seen before at the door.

“Hey asshole, I do know how to walk! Let go!” Rin squawked angrily and dug in her heels. Something about Naraku’s mood and his haste bothered her but she just couldn’t place it. She saw him grind his jaws together in agitation and found herself squeezed against the wall, his long hot hand at her throat.

“If you don’t want me to drag you, Rin”, Naraku whispered into her mind, his nose touching her ear, “then move that pretty ass of yours and keep up.”

“What is bothering you so much?” Rin shot back, shoving her hands deep in the woolen darkness surrounding them both, searching for Naraku’s whip-hard body.

“Bothering me?” Naraku laughed into her throat, nipping the flesh. “Nothing. Everything. A countdown to ecstasy.” Feeling Rin’s hands upon him, the laughing physician pulled them hard behind his back, throwing Rin into him with a surprised squeak.

“While I’d like nothing more than to fuck your brains out right here, I’d forget everything I ever learned. Next time you see me, think about the way my tongue felt in your pussy; I want to see it in your face, little Rin. Think only of me.”, Naraku growled hard in her ear.

Rin didn’t like the idea that he sounded like he was leaving her to her own devices in this strange dark place, so she dug her nails into his back in protest.

The heavy hiss of pain and need in Naraku’s voice as her nails pressed him over her was most satisfying.

“Go through that door before I fuck you to death, Taisho – now!” Naraku snarled and then he and his strange cargo were gone.

~*~

“You got my message, my dear Spider.”

“Of course, don’t patronize your elders, little Kagura.”

“Quit calling me that, Naraku!”

“Why? I love my little sister, oh yes… Kohaku, don’t touch what’s not yours!”

“Whoa, Naraku brought the Warbeast – he’s gonna play with us tonight?”

“My dear brother is coming out of his cave? There must be a reason…”

“Juuroumaru, what is covering your face? Take that stupid mask off!”

“Kagura, quit your bitching, already – shit, girl, you need to get laid… my brother Kageroumaru is in town. Want me to hook you up?”

“Unless he’s got a pussy and tits, I’m not interested – now where’s Kanna with our shit…?”

~*~

Rin followed the sound of a heavy industrial beat and found herself in a dark, cavernous place that may have once been a ballroom or perhaps a theater in its last incarnation. Reaching up to the surgical steel punch Naraku had stabbed into her dark messy bun in unconscious need, she made her way into the slowly oozing mass of people within the decaying nightclub.

Rin found the bar and miracles never ceased because they had Caol Ila scotch. She started a tab and decided the price of her love tonight was her… date’s… problem now. Had she ever seen Naraku drink alcohol? Rin wondered as she moved through the knots of people around her. Her mind helpfully supplied that no, he wouldn’t mix alcohol and narcotics, not if the mad doctor had half a brain and Rin knew he had more than just half. That was his problem, she mused.

She noticed a thin albino girl carrying musical gear and remembered her from somewhere. Her dead eyes grazed Rin and were on to better things, just like the last time they’d crossed gazes. Naraku had mentioned the bassist before… who do you think taught little Kagura to play?.. And Rin was half-excited to hear her play again. She suddenly wondered what Kagome was up to tonight and felt a distant pang of regret for not calling her friend; Kagome must be wondering what the fuck happened to her! Sipping her liquid fire, Rin mused on the fact that she had fallen into Naraku and never emerged again. She was still plunging hard through his dark cold depths, even now. Flashes of their vicious couplings suddenly flayed her mind open and Rin found she was glad of the hard, cool wall behind her trembling back. She hoped it looked like she was leaning casually against it, instead of it holding her up against the filthy assault of her own mind.

A serpentine voice screamed over heavily distorted guitar about battery drain and told her to light the fuse and go…

I’ve lost my sight to save my mind…

The band was nearly set up, checking tune and channels and Rin was suddenly torn between watching Naraku tune a wicked-looking B.C. Rich bass and avoiding Kagome, who apparently was summoned by her guilty thoughts that very minute. She appeared with the pack of gothic wolves Rin had bumped into two days ago…an eternity ago… and Rin noted with offhand curiosity that Mohawk Guy now sported blue tippets to his spiked blond mane. The dark leader of that vicious looking pack had his arm possessively around Kagome’s waist and she appeared quite happy about that.

“Don’t see me, don’t see me, don’t see me…” Rin murmured into her drink to any god who would listen, all of which ignored her utterly.

“Oh my god! Rin! Where have you been?” Kagome saw her and came rushing into her dark hiding place against the helpful wall.

“Hey, uh… well, it’s a funny story, that…” Rin stalled as she tried to think of a way out of the conversation completely.

“Well, I expect you to explain it to me, but hey – this is Kouga.”, Kagome switched gears, smiling hotly up at her companion, whose dark wolfish smile never quite made it to his nearly colorless blue eyes. Predatory men bothered her… strange, when she was currently caught hard in the web of the scariest man she’d ever laid her professional and personal eyes on.

“Oh my god; duck!” Kagome’s eyes bugged out comically and she threw herself and Rin around quickly.

“What the fuck’s gotten into you?” Rin hissed angrily, sloshing scotch on the floor and her toes.

“Is that…is that Onigumo?” Kagome gasped in disbelief. Rin had forgotten about that…

“Uh…yeah, that’d be him.” Rin looked briefly in the dark man’s direction and then turned quickly back around. Long white hands drew her down onto his thick cock in her mouth… and she took it in, hungrily…

Electricity shot down Rin’s spine.

“Kagura is his little sister. The Spider is a wicked guitarist, when he can be persuaded to emerge from his lair.” Kouga helpfully supplied, slipping his arms around Kagome’s waist, pulling her hard into him.

“Spider?” Rin asked, playing dumb. She’d seen it… apparently this Kouga had too.

“Maybe he won’t notice you, Rin. It’s been just fine that his partners have been making rounds on the unit the last couple of days… it’s been a vacation!”, Kagome laughed and wiggled her skirted ass against the wolf behind her, earning a her happy growl for her attention.

“You two need to get a room.” Rin smiled, happy to divert her friend’s attention.

“The sounds like a perfect idea…” Kouga laughed into Kagome’s hair. “Nice dress, girl. Someone’s got you tied up like a lamb for slaughter – it suits you very well.”

Rin gave him a watery smile and shivered in her skin, hiding her spiking nerves in her drink. You have no idea…

“Come party with us, Rin! You can tell me where and who you’ve been these past two days. Where did you get that dress, anyway – pretty freaky…?” Kagome enthused, not quite letting her off the hook yet, taking Rin girlishly by the hand and dragging her back to the wolf pack.

“It was a gift.” Rin replied absentmindedly and immediately wished she hadn’t. Fuck…

Hakkaku was happy to see her again and Rin only had to snarl at him once to keep his fucking hands off her before he got the hint. He shrugged her rejection off amiably and pretended to be interested so the rest of the pack would keep off of her. Rin thanked the guy by buying him a drink, not bothering to mention who was picking up the tab.

The band started by enjoined the crowd to join them in getting fucked up and wasted, and shot fast into a raging cover of “Lust for Life.” Juuroumaru’s driving drums threw the urge to move, to rage hard through Rin’s veins. Naraku’s tall form seemed to bleed into the shadows around him and he appeared to Rin to be thinking about mowing the lawn, walking the dog, next week’s grocery list – for all the concern on his pale face.

“That was him, wasn’t it, the first time at the bar; I remember the blue glasses.” Kagome shouted in her ear suddenly.

I’m worth a million in prizes…no more beating my brains… no more beating my brains, with liquor and drugs… with liquor and drugs…

Kagura moaned over the throaty bass growl Naraku effortlessly supplied. Free of her own instrument for a change, she ground herself hard into Kohaku with sexy suggestion, snarling her lines with black humor… Naraku, underneath, leading them all…

“Yes.”, Rin admitted over the thundering roar.

“That’s where you’ve been, hasn’t it?” Kagome cornered her. “Oh my god… what the hell are you doing?” she hissed in genuine concern.

“I don’t know… it doesn’t matter.” Rin extemporized, avoiding Kagome’s big dark eyes. Kouga caught her trying to evade like mad and had pity on her. The band was had wound down hard and were enjoining the crowd to drink a social. Kagura shot a thick black liquid Rin had a feeling was Jagermeister, whooped, and her excitement rippled through the amassed crowd like a wave.

“Thank my brother for this next one, right Naraku? Or would that be “Satisfaction?” As in you can’t get no?” Kagura jeered at the dark figure hanging lazily over his blood-etched instrument, who smiled a mouthful of sharp teeth in a menacing grimace. The long jade drops in the singer’s ears tinkled as she shook her merry head in laughter at his expense. Naraku barked something and Kohaku looked nervous. Juuroumaru focused his dead eyes and blew out his long blonde hair.

Kouga grunted out a laugh and interrupted Kagome’s sputtering rationale about why yes, Rin’s apparent affair with Onigumo mattered one hell of a lot. Taking Rin by the arm, the pack leader asked Rin if she wanted to dance and gave her little choice in the matter, as Kohaku and Naraku launched into the raunchy, dirty blues of “Born Under A Bad Sign”.

Rin found herself pulled up hard against the dark, lupine man behind her as he lead her to slither and crawl along his muscular form. She didn’t really even have to think, and it was a nice change from trying to lead Kagome’s awkward steps. Rin found herself watching Naraku as he walked Kohaku’s call and answer guitar with cold ease – the bass line formed the slinky sway of a harlot’s hips and Kohaku’s squalling riffs were the punctuation marks of high fuck-me pumps in her ears. Kouga became the pole Rin found herself writhing against, and though he kept his hands in very public places upon her, she wondered what kind of hot display of sexual suggestion they formed to the bar around them.

If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all…

“Look back over my shoulder.” Kouga’s smiling voice was sudden in her ear.

Rin did as she was told and saw Naraku, his glasses pushed high in his full unbound mane, staring her down hard. He looked… oh god, he looked… hungry… angry… evil.

Kagura looked from Rin to her brother and slinked over. Grabbing a long hank of black hair, Kagura wrapped it suggestively around her throat as she continued her low, throaty blues growl. Kohaku appeared to be in his own personal nirvana, his big eyes watching everything and nothing in his musical rapture. Naraku continued the complex contrapuntal rhythm, his hot eyes daring Rin to continue in her play, his rhythms following her hips.

“You’re making him crazy, you know that? I can see why, woman – your ass is riding my cock for this whole place to see.” Rin’s dark partner leered, his ghostly eyes crinkling in laughter at her sudden and deep blush. When she tried to pull away, Kouga grabbed her easily and spun her back against him with a wolfish grin.

“Where’re ya going? It is way too much fun to fuck with him, isn’t it?” Kouga smirked and lifted her arms back over her head to circle his neck, stretching Rin out along his slowly twisting body, making her dress and its morbidly high slits ride higher…higher…

Running his hands over her hips slowly, he leaned down and reminded her of her lack of panties… shooting the glaring bassist a lupine grin while he was at it.

“The Spider hates it when I touch his things, doesn’t he? Just thinking about what he’s probably going to do to you later is making me so hard; your friend’s going to be tired later, girl.”, the laughing predator growled in Rin captive ear as the song wound down to a grimy close. Loosing her from his grasp, Kouga led Rin back to where Kagome was watching them, hungrily. Rin looked over her shoulder casually and caught Naraku’s eyes hard upon her as he tuned up for the next song…

She suddenly tasted leather and felt her thighs suddenly get wet as she slipped back up to the table her drink was sweating upon. Kagura unwound her brother’s hair from her sweating throat and told the entire bar that she needed someone to buy her a drink and she wasn’t singing another song until someone did.

“You assholes are on your own until some hot fucker shows me some love! You guys are holding me down when I wanna be free!”, she laughed out and sauntered over to Kouga’s pack with a shit-eating grin, flying high and fast on the wind of her own adrenaline.

Kagome was trying to swallow Kouga’s face as Rin looked at her for help. The last thing she wanted to tangle with was Naraku’s half-drunk, all-crazed sister. The same cruel madness glinted in the witch’s maroon eyes, yet hot mischief burned where her brother’s cold disdain usually lived. It was the difference between them.

Hakkaku and Ginta, another of the wolfen pack of tattooed freaks and geeks around her, both offered the thirsty vixen among them a drink and she agreed whole-heartedly with both of them. When they returned, thick black poison in hand, Kagura took both shots, nudged Rin suddenly and smiled knowingly.

“I wanna hear you assholes play something GOOD!” she growled in a very loud and haughty voice to the musicians before her.

“Go somewhere else then, you drunk whore!” Juuroumaru shot back with a laugh.

“Gimme danger, brother – I neeeeeeeeed it…” she pleaded hungrily, taunting Naraku over her shoulder and winked at Rin.

“No.” was the hard, cold reply.

“Oh yes, I wannnnna feeeeeeel it.”, Kagura moaned and humped the nearest body next to her, who happened to be Hakkaku – the sloppy grin on his face said he was game for anything the singer felt like dishing out.

Kagura opened her mouth to continue to beg, but Rin cut her off.

“Pony up bitch!” she yowled and taking the shot from Kagura’s surprised hand, shot the thing in one gulp, giving Naraku a dirty leer all her own.

The tight smile on Naraku’s tight face promised Rin her doom, once he got a hold of her… and his hard eyes told her that time was running down fast.

Kouga whispered something into the giggling Kagome’s ear. Kagura looked hard at Rin for the first time, the calculating look in her eyes as she thought reminding Rin of her brother’s cold stare.

“I like you girl! If you decide to eat my brother’s black heart and are still hungry for more, you look me up.”, the witch hit shamelessly on Rin with a smirk, the red and white fans tattooed on her shoulders shaking with amusement as she laughed.

Naraku smiled and spoke a quick word to Kohaku, who nodded, laughing and switched his instrument with the tall bassist. Stepping out of the shadows, Naraku looked back at the drummer and after moving the mic up, and spoke.

“This is for my lovely little sister, since she’s in the mood for requests.” He growled with half a smile that never reached his red eyes, counted out a fast punk four and screamed -

“I got something to say – I killed your baby today

And it doesn’t matter much to me as long as it’s dead.

And I got something to say – I raped your mother today

And it doesn’t matter much to me as long as she spreads.

Kohaku manhandled the enormous bass and Juuroumaru flew, cymbals like a shotgun blast, howling the strangely crooning chorus over Naraku’s mad scream.

“Sweet lovely Death, I am waiting for your breath

Come sweet Death, one last caress.”

Kouga and his boys howled and egged the maniacal physician on for a second verse – even Kagura was smiling and giving her brother the double bird. Kagome’s jaw nearly hit the table in shock; she’d never heard anyone say such vile things with such glee before and was too shocked to say so. Rin couldn’t believe she was looking at a doctor. Doctors did not smile at the thought of killing babies or raping people’s mothers… Naraku was a sick motherfucker in her mind… oh god, why then, did she want him so fucking bad all of a sudden?

The band let the feedback ring and Kagura was making her way back to the band, when Rin decided she needed to get away from every crazy person around her, including herself.

“Riiiiinnnnn…” Naraku’s dark amplified voice rose from behind her, nailing her in place.

Rin turned her head and wished she hadn’t.

“Get off my stage, you sick fuck! Which one of you freaks would believe my dear brother is a doctor? Who feels safer now – c’mon?” Kagura yelled, taking Kohaku’s proffered guitar as Naraku unburdened himself and gave her a pantomimed jerk off.

“I’ve got better things to do than play with your toys, Kagura.” Naraku leered at Rin and dismissed his sister.

“Rin – don’t.”, Kagome called over to her in low warning.

Naraku Onigumo whipped his head around in Kagome’s direction and gave her his best physician stare-down, knowing exactly who and what she was.

“It’s much too late for that.” he sneered viciously and curling over Rin’s frozen shoulder, kissed her roughly. When he released her lips and lead her into the bar’s darkness, Rin Taisho gladly went.