Unexpected Places
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InuYasha AU/AR › Het - Male/Female
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InuYasha AU/AR › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
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18
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5,920
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25
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Possession
Possession
Many moon cycles had passed for Neara. Along the way they came across a taijiya in a village who was trying to exterminate a youkai infestation. Neara smiled at the young woman traveling with their group remembering how reluctant she was in receiving their help. Since the slayer was trying to make a name for herself, the group did little to help her only providing assistance when the exterminator seemed to get exhausted. For the grand finale the leader finally reared its ugly head and Neara had to keep Inuyasha and Miroku at bay so the female slayer could deal the death blow all her lonesome with her quite massive boomerang, Hiraikotsu. As of late Neara’s nightmares only seemed to get worse. Naraku was apparently trying to pry her of information through her dreams and it was increasingly difficult to wake up from them. Everyone in the group knew that she wasn’t getting any sleep, but thanks to her youkai blood it didn’t seem to bother her too much. Inuyasha understood more than the others how much that fucking bastard plagued her dreams. He felt useless with the internal struggle that she took on every time she tried to let her body recuperate. The only way she was able to get any rest at all was through meditation and even then she didn’t trust herself around the others in case Naraku tried to possess her body again. Inuyasha remembered that night not too long ago after the taijiya joined their little oxymoron group. That thought made him laugh. Anyway, after setting up camp for the night Inuyasha sat across from the small clearing to lean upon a tree just to relax. Sleep never came to him easy what with demons and humans trying to kill you and all with the added bonus that now Naraku had his greedy little Godd eyes out looking for them as well. At least he was looking for Neara, the rest he could care less about. This combination didn’t sit well with Inuyasha. Neara was stretched out underneath the tree opposite from him, her tired and weak body already taking a toll on her. She had never been able to sleep since her escape from Naraku’s castle 6 moon cycles ago. They were on a wild goose chase trying to hunt up information on the Shikon no Tama and Naraku. No one heard of it or him. Despair seemed to envelop them slowly as if their hope was gradually being sucked out of them. Neara instantly fell into a deep sleep not worrying if she should sleep at all. Her body actually demanded sleep so it came easy. Inuyasha sat thinking about Neara and how or if he could help her with her internal turmoil. Maybe she should seek out the Godds to help her out, but with her stubbornness will she even listen to reason? Inuyasha could see that it weighed on the Miko hanyou very heavily. It almost seemed as if she blamed herself for Naraku’s entrance back into this world. After all her anger is what pinpoints her position to him. That was why she always had a stoic mask during battle. She concentrated on her moves and not how it made her feel. She almost eerily reminded him of Sesshomaru. ALMOST being the key word, Dammit! Not quite that stoic, she still had compassion about her even during the heat of battle. Somehow he needed to convince her to go seek council from the Godds, maybe even her uncle, if that would make her more comfortable. Inuyasha cocked his head to the side while he studied Neara. Something was wrong, he could smell her fear begin to roll off her in waves, an emotion he never quite knew that was completely in her vocabulary. He had smelled it from her before, but not like this. Usually her fear would be followed with determination, but this time she had lost hope. He sat forward as her body began to twitch slightly as if she were caught up in a battle in her dream, but could not move to defend herself. “Miroku, you might want to get Shippo and Sango out of here.” You couldn’t miss the worry that seemed to leak out of Inuyasha’s voice at that statement. “Inuyasha are you quite certain it’s not one of her dreams again? I’m sure she will awaken from it here shortly.” Miroku was unaware of how different this dream was affecting her. Inuyasha turned to glare daggers at the monk as his nose twitched with the filling of her anger beginning to permeate his glands, “Miroku don’t you fuckin’ argue with me on this one… Something is terribly wrong this time and I don’t think she is going to wake up as fresh as the morning sun. Get Sango and Shippo and get the FUCK outta here!” Miroku jumped at Inuyasha’s demand as did Shippo and Sango. They turned their heads towards the woman in question. A scowl seemed to cross her face as her eyebrows lowered in concentration. The three gathered their weapons about to leave when Neara’s eyes opened. Inuyasha had the face of shock at the pure evil that seemed to pour out of that gaze that they shared. Her face seemed to flash with remorse before the evil took over again. She gave a sadistic smirk before turning her evil gaze to Miroku, Sango and Shippo. They froze in fear at that sight as they watched their friend struggle to stand as if her geriatrics was getting the best of her. She cracked her neck and flexed her clawed fingers getting ready to strike. Crouching low she stared at her human and weak youkai prey. “RUN!” Neara’s fearful features momentarily reached the surface. That caused the four of them to react and it all seemed to happen so fast. Shippo jumped down and transformed into a bird as Miroku grabbed Sango and leapt towards the kit as they tried to hurriedly escape. At the same go, Neara seemed to fight with the urge before she jumped into the air aiming her claws at the escapees, but Inuyasha grabbed her foot and threw her back down to the ground giving them time to get away and to divert her focus onto him. She was crouched on the ground when he landed to face her. He would not battle her with Tetsusaiga, but he would defend himself with his claws. The inu hanyou hastily deflected her one, two swipe of delicate but razor sharp talons, his larger ones a thankful advantage. He did not want to fight her, but he would try to make her come to her senses or break the spell that was upon her. “I know it’s you Naraku… why take over her body?” That was one question Inuyasha wanted answered plus he didn’t want that fucking bastard to make him think that Neara was doing this on her own. She laughed and this was not a humorous laugh that made his skin tickle with her mirth as she made a stab to his torso. Inuyasha grimaced, as he was barely able to side-step so that her nails grazed his side. No, this was a laugh full of evil promises of what was to come… torture. That was Naraku’s form of foreplay and he relished in it. “Half-breed boy, you have no clue of the treasure this woman possesses. This treasure rightfully belongs to me and therefore so does she. The power laid dormant within her is a product of my own making so please spare me the theatrics. Her body is mine and I will do with it as I see fit.” With that Naraku disengaged battle long enough to make a display of fondling her breast with that smirk still plastered upon Neara’s face. Inuyasha widened his stance and growled at Naraku’s show. He only hoped that he could stop Naraku before he could completely defile her body. “Fuck you Naraku…” he growled out. A perfect eyebrow shot up, “Oh… well as much as I would love to fuck you Inuyasha, I don’t exactly want this body defiled. After all her purification powers are strong and I don’t want to risk losing them just yet. Her hanyou youki is very powerful and she will prove to be a great weapon… after all the Godds wouldn’t expect their precious Guardian to betray them now would they?” His sarcasm seeped out of every word he spoke even though it took Neara’s tone. It was weird hearing her speak such words, but he knew it wasn’t her thoughts. “Neara, please tell me you’re still in there. Give me a sign.” Inuyasha wasn’t quite desperate but he pleaded softly. But Naraku was able to hear his soft spoken words and laughed, “I did not know you cared so much for the woman. Such a pity she does not return…” as he launched his offensive towards Inuyasha “the favor.” Inuyasha quickly dodged every move that Neara shoveled out to him. One of his advantages was knowing her battle moves and where she would strike next. His disadvantage was the fact that it was Naraku and he was expecting him to fight dirty as he did now by throwing dirt into Inuyasha’s eyes after rising up from where the inu-hanyou threw him. The inu snarled and scrubbed at his face. Briefly he thought about not hurting her, but Neara was not a human and she could dish out anything he gave her. The question really was could he dish out everything she had to offer? After all he was at her mercy now since he couldn’t see… but he damn sure as hell could smell and hear. Cloth whipped through the air as he blocked a strike to his head. Rubbing his eyes again to rid himself of that awful dirt, he dodged a kick and returned it by flipping around and returning the favor to the face. He could tell the sudden offensive move shocked the Godd but whether it was that the hanyou would actually attack the girl, or that he actually had fancier footwork, Inuyasha didn’t know. As the metallic scent of blood gushed into the air, the inu hanyou frowned. It was not Neara’s blood that he wanted to spill. Jumping to get some distance away, Inuyasha sensed at the last moment as Neara seared his back with her claws, digging deep as if trying her best to gouge bone and break it. She deftly unhooked her nails from his flesh and spun in a single fluid action, her hair whipping about her face as crimson droplets followed her nimble movement before her foot kicked him several feet away into the tree line. Her hand reached up to her face and her tongue darted out. Inuyasha was able to expel the last of the dirt from his eyes just in time to see his blood touch her tongue and a look of awe crossed his features once he saw what that action did to her. Her body reeked of anger as her youki began to build. She fell to her knees grabbing her head shaking it profusely. Her face had that look of extreme concentration as the fight over her body took place. Inuyasha couldn’t mistaken the voice that emitted from her and he knew it was all her own. Soft and shakily she pleaded, “Inuyasha please help me…”
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