Hell Hath No Fury

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The four young women stood in front of the large, massive desk made out of pure, black marble as they took individual standing positions—something that didn’t go unnoticed by the man sitting at the desk, reading through the important documents. He glanced over the papers and drew in the beauty of the four women standing before him. All of them, goddesses ready to serve him. They just didn’t know it yet. Especially the one on the right—She had eyes just as red as his, and stood with her arms crossed over her ample chest. She was inviting him—daring him—to sample what she had to offer, and he’d definitely take her up on her office. The young lady standing beside her kept her eyes at her feet, whenever he tried making eye contact with her. It was as if saying she was shy and, quickly submissive. He liked that—quiet girls didn’t give him a lot of trouble. The third girl, he could tell, had quite the personality that matched her fiery red hair. He could tell by the way she always grinned whenever he looked at her, that she had a fun personality. Good—this job sometimes got boring, and he needed entertainment. The last girl, without a doubt, was the picture of a Yamato Nadeshiko—a perfect lady, he bet she’d been raised with good, old fashioned, Japanese morals, and could probably do flower arranging and tea ceremony better than any of the girls at the school. He could tell by the way she wore her uniform and stood—both were flawless and pristine. She stood with one hand lightly clasped over the other and stood straight. Whenever he looked at her, she offered him a kind smile. He liked her already. He set the papers down with a pleased smile.



“Well, if we had to have transfer students, I’m glad it was the four of you lovely young ladies. You’ve all been issued your Access Cards, and as, Houryu students, you must know that you aren’t to share those with anyone outside of this school. Is that understood?”



They replied their understanding in unison. They watched their new ‘leader’ stand up and walk over to the large window behind him. He was definitely intimidating by anyone standards, but that didn’t take away from the pure beauty of him. For one, wild moment, Ayame let a very yaoi thought take over—She could see Sesshoumaru, completely naked, laying on his back, with his long, silver hair spread out all over a bed, while Naraku, dark and sinister Naraku, hovered over him, with all of that wild, black hair, trailing down Sesshoumaru’s body as Naraku prepared to…



“Well, ladies, we’re glad to have you. You’ve already received your manuals, and handbooks. If you ever forget your schedule, just scan your card under the nearest Reader in the hallway or located throught the building if you ever forget. You all are free to go.”



As the girls bowed, they’d made it to the door, when they heard Naraku’s dark voice chuckle.



“Except you, Kagura-San. May I ask you to stay?”



Kagura let her lips curl into a smirk. Her mission was well under way. The three girls left and Kagura advanced towards Naraku’s desk once more. Naraku definitely liked this one—she just screamed sexuality, and he wanted to take her right then and there. As he stood up, he closed the curtains behind his window and for a fleeting moment, Kagura had to steel herself against whatever he was about to do. Then she remembered—this was her mission. Get as close to Naraku as possible. Naraku turned and walked over to her.



“So…do you know why I asked you to stay?”



“No, I don’t, Naraku-Sama. Why did you ask me to stay?” she asked with feigned coyness.



Naraku let a slow, sensual smile spread across his face as he circled her slowly, taking in her scent of cinnamon and passion fruit. Kagura didn’t freeze totally when he put his hands on her shoulders.



“I…am in need of a new assistant. Someone to help keep the students in order.”



“But, what about the Bad Four?” Kagura asked, glancing over her shoulder at him.



“They are more like my police force. I need…a secretary of sorts.”



Kagura tried to keep her face from twisting in pure disgust, and miracle of miracles, she managed it.



“What would I have to do?”



“Well, you’d have access to all of the student files, you would help me keep everything organized, and…you’d help me relieve stress from time to time.”



With his last few words, he undid the large bow around her neck, and slowly began to unbutton the top two buttons on her blouse. His hand slipped into her blouse when he had enough leeway and found her large, round breast. It was soft; very grab-able to say the least. Kagura stifled a small, albeit fake moan. Naraku gave a small, sinister chuckle before removing his hand. Kagura turned her head slightly, and gave him the sexiest ‘innocent’ look she could muster.



“Is there anything you’d like to see, Naraku-Sama?”



“I think you know.”



Kagura turned around to face him, slowly began to undo the rest of the buttons on her blouse, and revealed to him the lacy, black strapless bra covering her perfect breasts. Naraku placed his hands on her hips and moved her backwards, just enough to have her sitting slightly on his desk.



“Does this mean I’m hired?” she asked, giving him a seductive chuckle.



“Babe, you were hired ten minutes ago. Now, I’m just having a little fun.”



“Oh, really?” she smirked.



She placed her hands to his chest, and pushed him away slightly. He gave her a questioning look until she turned her back to him. Placing one hand on the desk to steady herself just so, she took her other hand and reached beneath her red skirt. Naraku almost thought he’d lose his well-practiced cool when she pulled down her matching, black lace panties, all the way to her knees. She bent over his desk, raised her skirt and swayed her round ass back and forth in an age-old invitation to mate. She narrowed her eyes, which held a teasing glint in them.



“What’s wrong, Naraku-Sama…? Having a tough time making a decision?”



“Hardly.”



Kagura’s eyes never left his, even as he quickly undid his pants and pulled out his dick. Much to her chagrin…he was pretty well-endowed. He was around the same size as Sesshoumaru, if not a little wider. Naraku teased her for a moment, running his hard dick against her pussy and slathering it with her juices. She was ready for him, and he was damn sure ready for her. She was right—playtime was over. When he pushed inside of her, his eyes almost hit the back of his head. She was so damn wet and tight, he thought he might lose it just by entering her. Kagura threw her head back and suppressed a slight moan. Okay, so she’d admit it did feel good to have him inside of her. She could feel him all the way inside of her, and he was so thick, whenever his dick pulsed, she could feel it with every nerve in her pussy. But, she wondered if this is where the pleasure would end. She hoped he’d really be able to deliver, especially if she was going to be at his beck and call, sexually atleast, for God knew how long.



When he began to move, she saw stars.



With his hands on her hips, he began to speed up his pace, driving himself deeper, faster and harder within her. As he fucked her, she begged for him to move even faster, and fuck her harder. She got her wish when he ground into her harder, and even got bold enough to slap her ass a few times. The pleasurable stinging sensation was something new to Kagura, but she loved it nonetheless. Naraku took notice in how his slaps to her ass tightened up her pussy even more. When he felt her walls constrict around his cock, he grit his teeth and prepared to let himself go inside of her. But Kagura was no fool. Even in the throws of pleasure, she managed a sentence.



“N…Naraku-Sama…in…my mouth…please…”



Naraku abruptly pulled out of her, almost pained by the disappearance of her wetness and warmth, but rewarded and thankful when she drop to her knees quickly and took him inside of her mouth, which was just as hot and tight. She sucked him off like a pro, while she reached between her legs and began roughly stroking her clit. She came just as he did, and she welcomed the bittersweet liquid to flow down her throat. She let no drop go to waste and swallowed every single one. Naraku leaned forward, bracing his arms on his desk as she continued to suck him off, even when he’d started to go limp. That was probably the best head and best fuck he’d had in a very long time. The decision to keep her around was definite. It only took about five minutes for them to clean themselves up. Naraku pulled his hair backwards after fixing his pants and turned to face Kagura, who’d cleaned up and readjusted her uniform.



“Your first order is to get on birth control. I never want to have to pull out of you like that again, though…it was rather pleasurable.” He chuckled.



Kagura gave a nod with a smile. He wasn’t such a bad lay. Well, if she had to fuck her enemy, she was glad she’d get a chance to enjoy it as well. The vibrating in her skirt pocket brought her out of her sexual reverie, if only for a moment. She pulled out her sleek, black cell phone and looked at the screen. She couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her lips upon reading the text message.



From: Kirara

Subject: Progress…

Body:



‘Kagura-San, just as Sesshoumaru-Sama predicted, two of the Bad Four showed us around Houryuu, and even took us to the main computer room, upon my mentioning of my computer skills. Jakotsu-San, one of the Bad Four, said he would talk to Naraku about having Saiyuri-X maintain the computer room, since they’re recent technology master…met unfortunate circumstances. I suppose it would be a computer that could run a computer lab, logically. I believe it has been arranged for us to meet the other Bad Four for lunch in Naraku’s personal café at one. Hope you are fairing well.’



Kagura gave one more smile before placing her phone back in her pocket. Naraku was slumped backwards in his large, black leather chair, still recovering from his orgasm-induced high to wonder who had texted her. She was rather pleased with herself to know that she’d accomplished her mission in a very short time. Maybe she wouldn’t have to spend longer than a week in this hellhole.



“Is there anything else you’d like me to do, Naraku-Sama?”



“Mmm…nothing for right now. Let’s take a walk around campus. I can show you around the grounds, and the places that will be accessible to you, now that you’re my new aide.”



He turned in the chair and stood up, stretching in the process. Kagura thought her new ‘master’ very handsome, but in her mind, her Sesshoumaru would always be the most radiant and powerful man alive. She hoped when it was all said and done, he’d forgive her. She promised herself a long bath tonight to wash off Naraku’s scent.



Kirara, meanwhile, was wishing she could drown herself in Suikotsu’s scent. It was hard to believe that the head of the pharmacy club, school doctor, and garden club was actually one of the Bad Four. He seemed so gentle in her eyes, especially now, as they walked around the enormous garden maintained mostly by him. He’d been the one to show her around campus, and he had to admit, despite her extreme shyness, she was actually good company. Suikotsu actually wondered how his other siblings were making out with the other three new transfers. Jakotsu was showing Saiyuri around campus, Bankotsu was showing Ayame around, and he was pretty sure Renkotsu had the pleasure of escorting Kagura around. From what he’d heard, Kagura was a fox by anyone’s standards. He cast a sideway glance at Kirara as she stopped to admire a large peach tree growing near a bush of roses. Sure, she was shy and quiet, and she only spoke when spoken to, but he liked her. Not in the romantic sense, of course, but as a person. He even liked that she wore her school skirt all the way down to her knees, and she wore her uniform modestly. What impressed him the most, however, was her knowledge of both medicine and technology. He’d managed to get her to open up just a little, but knew he’d never want to be around her when he got called to fight. He wasn’t sure what she would think of ‘Killer Suikotsu’, and frankly, he didn’t want to know. She was already meek enough as it is—seeing him in his Bad Four form might scar her for life.



“Kirara, what do you think of our garden?”



She turned, looking startled as if he’d just made himself known. She gave a very soft and shy smile.



“I enjoy it very much. I’d like to spend more time here in between my studies.”



“I don’t see a problem with that. Our garden club is lacking in members as it is, so would you mind taking care of it for me? I mean, if it isn’t too much to ask.”



“Really?” her eyes got wide.



He grinned at her. She was so cute. He was reminded of Jakotsu, when he was still in his ‘boy’ form. Jakotsu was just as cute and shy as a boy.



“Of course. Now, I’m sure you’re hungry by now. What do you say we meet up with our friends and eat?”



“Okay.”



Kirara had to admit, she was pretty famished herself. All of the exploring had taken her mind off of her rumbly stomach. She mentally chastised herself for not eating breakfast that morning. As they exited the garden, she took in all of her surroundings. The scent of the various flowers in bloom, the soft breeze of the wind against her hair…and the presence of the man walking beside her. She had to admit, she’d enjoyed the few hours she spent with him. In the time they had spent wandering the campus of Houryu, she’d seem him treat a student who’d fainted in gym, mix up a medicine for a teacher’s headache, and even take a few minutes to play with the children in the school’s daycare center, where the teachers’ children played while their parents worked. Kirara knew she was smitten, but she definitely couldn’t act upon her feelings for him—It would put the whole mission in jeopardy when it came time for them to leave. Her thoughts were thankfully interrupted when she and Suikotsu reached the main school building. They walked inside and over to two steel doors. He called down the elevator, which seemed to be taking a minute. She didn’t mind waiting with him though. When the elevator finally arrived, and the doors opened, they stepped in, turned around and watched the doors close. Suikotsu pressed the ‘5 FL’ on the control panel and stood in silence beside Kirara. Kirara stole a quick glance at the elevator and took note of the high-tech console that controlled the elevator’s movements. She also took notice of the keypad that rested beside the solitary ‘Basement’ button on the bottom of the console. Why would anyone need a keycard to get to the basement? Kirara stored this little piece of information in her mind for later.



“Kirara-San, tell me, where are you from?”



Once more, Suikotsu got a startled reaction from Kirara. It was like she kept forgetting he was there or something. She cleared her throat and focused more on his question than the machinations of the elevator they were in.



“I…I’m from Korea.”



“Are you an exchange student? You speak Japanese extremely well.”



“Thank you, but I’m no exchange student. I’ve just been studying the language since childhood. It also has to do with the fact that my older sister’s husband is Japanese. I live with them not too far from here.”



“And why did you come here, to Japan? Not happy with your life in Korea?” he inquired.



“N…no, that’s not it. I came here to be a better Toushi.” She began to play with her fingers.



“So, you’re a fighter?” he asked with a crooked smile.



“Mmm-hmm. My rank isn’t very high, but it isn’t low either. I have very moderate skills.”



Suikotsu couldn’t help but smile—Kirara was modest about everything, including her fighting skills. He was certain she was a respectable Toushi in her own way, though, so he didn’t doubt her. The elevator ‘dinged’ and the two doors opened. Kirara followed closely, taking notice that the fifth floor of the school had hallways lined with red velvet carpet. There weren’t any classrooms, just rows and rows of windows. The entire floor seemed to be empty, save for a small commotion coming from further down the hallway. Kirara went to ask why there were no other students on this floor, but she had her question postponed when they arrived in front of two, enormous golden doors. She watched Suikotsu pulled out his Access Card and swipe it in front of the electronic lock. When the lock beeped and the red light on the console turned to green, Suikotsu pulled the door open for Kirara and ushered her in. He took amusement in Kirara’s reaction to the enormous room that looked like a something out of a dream. He almost had to remind her to breath. In the very center of the ceiling, there was a large chandelier that Kirara was certain had to be made out of diamond. The room was carpeted from wall-to-wall with a pure white fur carpet. There were several maids and butlers standing in their own respected spots of the room, either tidying up, or preparing the meal to come. A maid was in the process of adjusting the enormous fireplace only a few feet away from the table, which in the very center of the room itself. The large, dinette set was complete with a large table, twelve chairs situated around the table in a neat fashion, and priceless china decorating the table. While she wasn’t at all comfortable with being in such a posh setting, she felt more relaxed when she saw her friends and their escorts at the table, talking and associating amongst themselves. It was Ayame to notice Suikotsu and Kirara as they approached the table. Excitedly, she stood up from her seat beside Jakotsu, whom she was enjoying conversation with, and hurried over to Kirara and her escort. She bowed at Suikotsu, then took Kirara’s hands. Ayame’s green eyes were lit up with excitement.



“Kirara, isn’t this place amazing? I’ve only been here a few hours, and I’ve been made captain of the volleyball team and president of the camping club! Wait until I tell that idiot brother of mine that all of that training in the mountains with my grandmother paid off!”



Kirara giggled at Ayame’s excitement, but internally, she was concerned. She hoped Ayame would remember that they had a mission to fulfill, even if the high school did have something for everyone who entered. Ayame led Kirara away from Suikotsu and to an empty chair on Jakotsu’s left, before settling herself down on Jakotsu’s right. Kirara looked across the table, noticing that Saiyuri had engaged herself in conversation with Suikotsu, who’d placed himself next to her. Everyone, even the elusive Renkotsu, who was flirting it up with Kagura, was present and accounted for. At the very end of the table, Naraku stood up and welcomed his guests, by presenting them with a buffet that catered to everyone’s tastes and likes. Ayame indulged herself in the dessert tray that had confections from all over the world, and some she’d never even seen before. She was in heaven. Kirara enjoyed the fresh salad bar—No meat for her. She was a strict vegetarian. Saiyuri X, despite being a computer, took joy in knowing that Naraku had a table set aside that was filled with Japanese cuisine. Shippou had raised her with refined and traditional tastes after all. Kagura partook in the various fruit trays, and Naraku quite enjoyed the sight of a luscious strawberry passing through her lips. The meal went quickly, and the girls were so full, they almost didn’t want to get up. Suikotsu suggested the ‘Rest Room’—a designated room with separate sleep compartments for the students who needed a quick nap. Being the health-nut he was, he believed rest was an important factor in learning, and in fighting. All four of the girls looked at each other in pure amazement. Houryu seemed perfect in everyway.



You know…if there hadn’t been a complete tyrannical despot running it.



When everyone was free to go their own, separate ways, Kirara and Saiyuri glanced at one another knowingly. The timing to create their Complete Access Cards couldn’t have been better—Naraku asked the Bad Four to stay behind, so there wouldn’t be anyone policing the computer lab. Kagura saw her chance to take Ayame and do some serious reconnaissance—Subtly of course, and if she could keep Ayame from getting too excited. As the ladies left, Naraku wished them luck in their studies. Once the four ladies left the dining room, Naraku addressed his Bad Four, and settled in for some serious after-lunch talk.



“Everyone, just recently, I’ve spoken with an old ‘friend’ of mine, who is willing to bargain for Kikyou’s release.”



The Four watched as Naraku’s lips curled into a sinister smile that was familiar to them all—It was one Naraku wore when he knew he was winning. Bankotsu leaned back in his seat. He had a clue to who Naraku’s ‘special friend’ may have been, but right now, school politics weren’t really at the top of his priority list. He had a date after school and he didn’t want to have to deal with Naraku and his Hitler-esque battle tactics. Still, it did pique his curiosity, and he knew he had to listen, especially because he knew Naraku would put him in charge of whatever the hell he was planning.



“So, who is it, and what are they willing to give up?” Jakotsu asked, indulging herself in her second piece of strawberry cheesecake.



“Someone who is willing to deliver Mizuryu’s new leader into our hands.”



Renkotsu let out a small huff of disgust at this very familiar plan of action. Naraku turned his eyes upon the most defiant of his Big Four. Renkotsu was rarely seen—but his actions were. He was Houryu’s top assassin and carried out stealth missions for Naraku whenever Naraku had a problem that needed to ‘be taken care of’.



“Yeah, right. Remember the last time we tried this with Kikyou? That was initially her mission, wasn’t it? To capture Kagome and that would give her school protection from ours. Look where it landed her. How do we know this person won’t flake at the last minute?”



“Because this special friend of mine has connections with everyone at Mizuryu.”



Jakotsu was nervous, but she knew she couldn’t visibly show it. Sure, she was dealing under the table, without Naraku’s knowledge, but if someone was planning something that involved Kikyou’s release, and a mole being placed inside of Mizuryu, she knew she had to know it. Jakotsu owed Kikyou a life-debt that had yet to be paid, and if she didn’t pay Kikyou back, she’d never be able to forgive herself. Naraku stood up from the table and cracked his neck. He was ready for a long nap at this point. Hot sex with Kagura and a huge meal shortly after had really done it for him. Maybe he could work off the meal with more sex with Kagura and fall asleep with her close to him. He liked that thought. He needed someone to keep his custom-made bed warm.



“Worry not, friends, this person will not betray us, and he doesn’t have to worry about anyone at Mizuryu betraying him. You could say he’s…especially close to both that Higurashi bitch and her friend Sango.”



So, Jakotsu mused, Naraku’s little friend was both male and close to Mizuryu’s top female fighters. She was starting to form conclusions in her mind, even as Naraku adjoined the meeting, in favor of finding Kagura and then retreating to his personal bedroom in the back of the dining room. Before Bankotsu and Jakotsu left, Naraku ordered them to feed his ‘special pet’. As usual, Renkotsu and Suikotsu parted ways from Jakotsu and Bankotsu, who were almost always seen together in a pair. Bankotsu gave a loud yawn and stretched as they left the dining room. Jakotsu fell in step with her older brother who looked less than interested in the situation at hand. She could only smile. She knew her brother was getting bored, after all, they hadn’t been ordered to attack anyone—only those rival school students who came looking for one. Once they reached the elevator, Jakotsu pressed the button to call it to the fifth floor. She couldn’t help but wonder how Kikyou was doing, even though she checked up on Kikyou on a daily basis.



“Damn, why all the secrecy, I wonder.” Jakotsu wondered with a sigh.



As the boarded the elevator, Bankotsu just gave a small huff. He turned his head to Jakotsu who seemed seriously concerned with who this mystery person may be. He swiped his keycard in front of the panel at the bottom and the elevator began its descent.



“You’re kidding, right? You honestly don’t know?”



It was then Jakotsu knew Bankotsu knew something she didn’t. And that surprised her for what reason?, she wondered to herself. Bankotsu was in fact the closest to Naraku and always knew what their current leader was thinking. Bankotsu promised to tell Jakotsu once they were done feeding Naraku’s ‘little monster’. Once they reached the cold and dank basement, Bankotsu waited by the elevator while Jakotsu headed down the dark hallways and towards the large, metal door. She opened the heavy door and closed it behind her, thoroughly disgusted for the treatment Kikyou was receiving as she remained chained to the wall. She was completely naked at this point, with the cold air keeping her nipples hard, and her skin covered with goose bumps. Kikyou’s hair was tattered and dirty and she had various wounds and bruises on her body that had remained untreated. Even Suikotsu wanted to treat them, but was out and out refused by Naraku. As Jakotsu approached Kikyou with the fresh food she’d snuck away from upstairs, as opposed to the slop Naraku had her eating, she noticed the trail of blood leading from between Kikyou’s legs. Jakotsu grimaced and though enough was enough. It disgusted her that the sick and sadistic Naraku wouldn’t even give Kikyou the proper means to stop her monthly bleeding. Kikyou barely registered Jakotsu’s arrival at all, and was so weak, she had to be fed the food Jakotsu had brought down to her. For the next twenty minutes, Jakotsu helped Kikyou eat and drink clean water.



“I promise,” Jakotsu whispered. “I’ll talk to Naraku. This is depravity!”



“I…I’ll…endure…” Kikyou rasped weakly.



“Just a little while longer, Kikyou. I think…Mizuryu may have sent someone here to help you.”



Kikyou’s dull and listless eyes slowly raised to look at Jakotsu. Was there hope for her yet?



“Wh…who…?”



“Well, we just got four new transfer students. I think it might be one of them, but I’m not sure. Nonetheless…you are going to get better treatment, I promise. Rest for now.”



Kikyou went silent, but not before making Jakotsu promise that her son was still safe. When Jakotsu gave Kikyou his word that Ryouta was safe, Jakotsu left that smelly room, disgusted with herself for leaving her down there. When she approached Bankotsu once more, she noticed he was busy passing the time by picking his teeth. As they stepped back onto the elevator, Jakotsu casually asked who Naraku’s mystery person was. Bankotsu just folded his hands behind his head and leaned against the back wall of the elevator.



“What are you kidding me? Think about it for a minute, Jakotsu-Chan…Who would Naraku send to Mizuryu that would possibly have a connection with everyone there?”



When Jakotsu came up blank, Bankotsu couldn’t help but chuckle. Okay, so he’d turn this into a ‘Guess Who’ game with Jakotsu, if only to continue seeing that cute, confused look on her face.



“He was Sango Kohryu’s lover at one point, he’s Inuyasha Takahashi’s best friend, he taught Shippou all that kid knows about computers now, and he and that pervert Miroku used to frequent places in the red-light district all the time.”



Jakotsu blinked a few more times and Bankotsu narrowed his eyes, just as a smirk crossed his face.



“Oh, and did I mention he’s Kagome Higurashi’s older brother?”



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(Cliffie!!!! I know, I suck. Lol. But now the plot thickens, hmm? Sorry to leave everyone so on edge for a while! Hope you all enjoy this chapter! And to those who enjoyed my little one shot, “Wrong Is A Matter Of Perspective”, seriously, thanks for sharing your stories with me, especially Rip Van Winkle. Much love all! Please read and review, and then check out Tales Of A Youkai Frat if you already haven’t! There’s a new chappy up, dontcha know! Much love, you all!!!)