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Adult ++
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16
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Chapter 3
^_^ Untitled
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any of its characters.
Translations:
usotsuki = liar
yamero = stop (command)
koi = come (command)
__________________________________________________________________
Chapter 3: Purposeful Mistake
____________________________________________________________________
The sound of rippling water grabbed his attention, making him open his
eyes to the scene playing down below. He watched, steadfast, as the nearly
naked girl waded into the water holding the net in her right hand.
Her body shivered slightly as the cold water welled up to her pale mid thigh.
She turned, her eyes seemingly searched the pool's bottom as if hunting for something.
Sesshoumaru did not even blink, his curiosity rising to new heights. The girl
appeared to be......fishing?
With her circling movement, he now had a generous frontal view. His attention
unconsciously traveled to the girl's body. She wore no upper garment, or *bra* as
the females called them. Her breasts were not large but not small and
their curvy roundness bounced slightly as she moved about. But the curves
ended there for the rest of her figure lacked the usual shapely fullness of a nearly grown woman. In fact, her body was more than lacking, it was on the
verge of emaciation. He could plainly see the shadow of rib bones below the
under curve of her breast. Her waist sunk in some at the navel. He winced at the
hollow of her hips where large dark purple marks covered the paleness of
her flesh, as if her delicate skin had been crushed in a bruising hold.
Sesshoumaru knew what those marks were. They were the blackened imprints of that damned
hanyou's hands where he had gripped her small hips as he.....
He swallowed heavily, wavering on the large branch as the gentle wind cooled
his heated skin and blood.
For several moments, he only watched the pallid, gaunt female slosh in the
water and wondered where his courage had gone so suddenly....
The girl waded through the water and
over to a cove of large rocks. With a few swipes of the net in her hand and
a little splashing, the young female caught a wriggling fish in her net.
She smiled brightly at her accomplishment while wading to the bank.
The dog demon stood, patiently waiting for the girl to dress so he
could confront the little invader. She walked to the small boulder
where she'd laid her dress. Placing the net on the ground, she grinned
and grabbed the garment off the rock and proceeded to put it on.
He waited until she picked the net back up and began to walk in the
direction of the road.
Sesshoumaru jumped down without a sound, landing before the small female.
She gave a small startled cry and backed up, eyes wide. He could
hear her heart pounding in her chest and smell the potent alarm as it rushed into
rising panic while she backed up several more steps, watching him with wary bright
brown eyes.
He looked down his nose at the cowering child. "You have trespassed again."
The girl's small feet halted in their gradual retreat. She blinked and began
to visibly shake. "Uh...I....I didn't know....I didn't know this was your
land. I...I'm sorry. I didn't know....."
The dog demon narrowed his eyes at the groveling female. "I own all the land
on this side of the road for fifty miles in both directions."
Her head shook back and forth as she stammered out an imploring excuse.
"Really...I didn't know....I....I was just....playing with my father's net."
The girl was lying. He sniffed in agitation. "Usotsuki. You are stealing."
She looked down at the net and audibly gulped. "I....I'm sorry."
Brown eyes that shone with unshed tears looked up to him. "I....I can put it
back.... there was no harm done. It's still alive."
With a hard glare, he refused her suggestion. "What makes you think I would
want anything that you have touched with your filthy hands, girl?"
Her lip quivered before her gaze fell to the ground at her feet. The smell of
desperation hit his senses. "I.....I can....pay for it."
"Pay?"
The girl bent down and laid the net on the mossy ground by her feet. She straightened
and took one step toward him with eyes downcast then stopped.
Keeping her gaze on the forest floor, she raised both hands to the top button of her
faded pink dress. Slowly, she began to unbutton the top button, then the next.
With the second button, her dress slipped over her shoulder some, exposing the
pale dip of her neck and the smooth skin on her slightly pronounced collar bone.
The third button opened the garment further, displaying more of the creamy skin
on her chest and almost revealing a hint of her breast.
Sesshoumaru felt his anger building at the pathetic creature before him.
His lip curled slightly in a contortion of disgust. This pitiful, muddy,
battered human female was offering her body as payment for a half dead fish.
When her hands moved to the fourth button, he snarled out sharply. "Yamero!"
The girl's bottom lip trembled in despair as both hands fell to her sides.
The dress slid lower with the movement, the sleeve falling
below her elbow. "I have...nothing else."
He kept his voice dead and even. "I do not wish for.....payment."
Both of her thin arms wrapped around her body as she hugged herself. A tear
streaked down the skin of her right cheek. "Are you....going to tell....my father?"
He refused to answer.
She seemed to take his silence as an affirmation. More tears dripped from her
closed eyes as she staggered back and leaned against a tree. Subtly rocking
her body, she sobbed out a pleading whisper. "Please......please....don't tell him.
I'll do anything you want. Anything. Please..... don't tell him."
He stood for several moments, waiting for the girl to calm somewhat before
asking his curious question.
"What were you going to do with that fish?"
Dull brown eyes bathed in salty tears opened to gaze at the net on the ground in
hopelessness. "I....was going to...eat it."
Sesshoumaru spoke evenly, "This incursion will be dealt with." Though how it
was going to be dealt with he had yet to determine.
He turned and began walking in the direction of his home. "Koi."
After taking several steps, the dog demon paused.
The girl's footfalls were not trailing his.
"Did you hear me, girl? I said to follow me."
Directly, he heard a bare foot move one step away from him.
He growled out a warning.
She took another step away from him in the direction of the road.
The rumbling in his throat intensified to a deeper and louder pitch.
The young female bolted.
Anger such as he had never known erupted, a searing fury igniting his demon blood.
This bitch had the audacity to run from him?
In a blink, he stood before the fleeing girl, barring her way. She let out a frightened
shriek and tried to dodge around him. Savagely, he reached out with demon speed and
grabbed her by the upper arms, unintentionally puncturing the tender flesh with his
claws. The scent of fresh human blood hit the air in coppery waves. The female in
his grip let out a shriek of pain and began struggling hysterically as her pounding
heart thundered in his ears. Fear and panic, mixed with the rush of adrenaline flared
within his senses, combining with the scent of life's blood. In that instant, the pungent
mixture overwhelmed his instincts. All rational thought vanished from his mind,
leaving nothing but pure animal lust. Lust for the thrashing prey in a his eager talons.
Oblivious to everything else, he knew nothing, nothing but the need... the need
to hold fast to his captured quarry.
The inu youkai pulled the female closer. Scarlet coated his vision. His growl
started low and warning but grew louder as his lips lingered inches from her ear.
She leaned her head away from him while crying and kicking. He shook her hard once
with a distinct baritone bark. The girl stilled somewhat as her crying died to quiet whimpers.
He sniffed the warmth of her neck, tracing the heated skin with the tip of his nose
until he paused just above the creamy juncture between her neck and shoulder.
Gripping the female tighter, he drew her in closer, his lips a whisper's breath from
her skin.
Her body trembled beyond terror. This scent annoyed him, angered him. He growled
deep and low, the sound vibrating through his body. A rage like he had never known
ravaged his spirit, engulfing his mind, maddening him past the point of reason.
The scarlet in his vision flashed to a darker shade, the color of blackened
blood.
Terrified whimpers went unheeded as he never heard them.
He sniffed again, taking the essence of the captured prey into his senses, relishing in
the smell of pure fear which sent him deeper into the dark recesses of this new madness.
This *madness* urged him on, calling to his instincts, inciting his animal need.
He knew nothing but this need, this driving need to....
Absently, he slid his tongue over one sharp canine, pricking it, letting the
taste of his own blood fill his mouth. It excited the dog demon, aroused him.
Tenderly, he flicked his tongue out, a quick lick of the soft skin to tease.
The girl made a quiet wail of a whimper which his mind did not register.
In one smooth fluid motion, he closed the distance, sinking his canines into
the all too giving flesh.
The girl screamed.
Warm thick coppery liquid filled his mouth, coating
his tongue. He felt himself grow hard with the exquisite taste as he sucked
and indulged in the salty sweetness.
His hips ground forward in one rigid thrust, stroking his lower arousal against
her shuddering body.
All that he wanted was to sink his teeth deeper and suck. He heeded the want,
eliciting a weaker, more weary cry from the prey in his grip.
Seconds later, the body he held so tightly went limp.
Instinctively, he growled in chastisement, the rumbling muffled by the now wet,
slippery skin against his mouth.
He shook the female once, giving an irritated grunt. The sudden jolt caused her
head to loll back.
When the female in his grip gave no response, he stilled.
The red in his vision began to fade.
He blinked in shaded sunlight.
Silent summer wind rustled the leaves.
Thought began to surface, his rational mind slowly returned.
Blood was in his mouth. His teeth were buried in.....flesh?
In one long, slow motion he unhooked his fangs from whatever beast
that had the unfortunate luck to
cross his path.
Sesshoumaru licked the blood from his lips, tasting it.
This blood did not come from a beast.
His eyes widened at the possibility. Slowly, the dog demon pulled back.
He looked down.
What?!
The girl?!
In his grip?!
His eyes fell on the mark.
Sesshoumaru abruptly dropped the unconscious female as if she burned
him. She landed in a boneless heap at his feet.
He took a step back. Everything converged in that one instant:
The blood,
The smell,
The excruciating wanton lust,
The mark.
Realization slammed into him as the obvious truth of what he had done sunk in.
He shook his head slowly. "No."
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Sesshoumaru stood there, his mind a dark, immeasurable void
while he stared at the unconscious human female lying crumpled
on the mossy ground. Her chest rose and fell in deep breaths
of oblivion.
He flexed his right hand as poison dripped from his claws.
She did not need to live.
This damned bitch needed to die...
die for trespassing,
die for not heeding his warnings,
die for whimpering like a wounded animal,
die for living such a pathetic existence,
and die for.....making him......feel.....like this.
That last thought stayed his reaching hand.
Sesshoumaru paused.
In that very instant, something broke in the cavernous depths,
shattering deafeningly amid the silence of his soul.
An emotion.......birthed, hitting him in suffocating waves, marauding his mind
and spirit with a powerful unknown feeling. This catastrophic invasion destroyed
the murderous intention in its wake.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, trying to mentally defend himself against
the onslaught, but it was no use.
It moved within him, pushing past all barriers, crushing them in a thunderous
pulse of unrelenting shock.
A shock of emotion.
An unknown emotion strong enough in its simplicity to dissolve his 'so called' act of
mercy,
powerful enough to force him to his knees,
and persuasive enough to make him bend down and gently lay his forehead
on the wisp of a girl's chest.
In a strained, rasping voice he did not recognize as his, a whisper escaped his lips.
"Forgive me."
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
_____________________________________________________________________________
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Ah, another chapter in my dark story, Hope all who read enjoyed.
Review responses: Thank you all so much for your reviews. ^_^.
animechick262003
shin-no-shibo
SD
stayingput29: sorry stayingput but there won't be much heart melting in this dark
storyline. I guess I can say it, yes the hanyou is Naraku. You will find out in
later chapters about his origin. ^_^.
Sess/Rin2003
NewFan
Del-kaiden: you will just have to wait to see if her father actually pays or not.
No One Knows
blacka: yep he is
Nekiochan: sorry Nekio, my mind is not course enough to explain it. I could
barely right about it much less explain the act in full explicit detail.
I almost stopped writing this story for the brutality but continued on.
golden
sayah1112
Pallas
dragonflyelj: Naraku never kidnapped her. (hint)
GreaterBeast_Xellas
Greeneyes
Jackie
Beruda
quanku
nena
Bsasami
Lisa
Seth
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any of its characters.
Translations:
usotsuki = liar
yamero = stop (command)
koi = come (command)
__________________________________________________________________
Chapter 3: Purposeful Mistake
____________________________________________________________________
The sound of rippling water grabbed his attention, making him open his
eyes to the scene playing down below. He watched, steadfast, as the nearly
naked girl waded into the water holding the net in her right hand.
Her body shivered slightly as the cold water welled up to her pale mid thigh.
She turned, her eyes seemingly searched the pool's bottom as if hunting for something.
Sesshoumaru did not even blink, his curiosity rising to new heights. The girl
appeared to be......fishing?
With her circling movement, he now had a generous frontal view. His attention
unconsciously traveled to the girl's body. She wore no upper garment, or *bra* as
the females called them. Her breasts were not large but not small and
their curvy roundness bounced slightly as she moved about. But the curves
ended there for the rest of her figure lacked the usual shapely fullness of a nearly grown woman. In fact, her body was more than lacking, it was on the
verge of emaciation. He could plainly see the shadow of rib bones below the
under curve of her breast. Her waist sunk in some at the navel. He winced at the
hollow of her hips where large dark purple marks covered the paleness of
her flesh, as if her delicate skin had been crushed in a bruising hold.
Sesshoumaru knew what those marks were. They were the blackened imprints of that damned
hanyou's hands where he had gripped her small hips as he.....
He swallowed heavily, wavering on the large branch as the gentle wind cooled
his heated skin and blood.
For several moments, he only watched the pallid, gaunt female slosh in the
water and wondered where his courage had gone so suddenly....
The girl waded through the water and
over to a cove of large rocks. With a few swipes of the net in her hand and
a little splashing, the young female caught a wriggling fish in her net.
She smiled brightly at her accomplishment while wading to the bank.
The dog demon stood, patiently waiting for the girl to dress so he
could confront the little invader. She walked to the small boulder
where she'd laid her dress. Placing the net on the ground, she grinned
and grabbed the garment off the rock and proceeded to put it on.
He waited until she picked the net back up and began to walk in the
direction of the road.
Sesshoumaru jumped down without a sound, landing before the small female.
She gave a small startled cry and backed up, eyes wide. He could
hear her heart pounding in her chest and smell the potent alarm as it rushed into
rising panic while she backed up several more steps, watching him with wary bright
brown eyes.
He looked down his nose at the cowering child. "You have trespassed again."
The girl's small feet halted in their gradual retreat. She blinked and began
to visibly shake. "Uh...I....I didn't know....I didn't know this was your
land. I...I'm sorry. I didn't know....."
The dog demon narrowed his eyes at the groveling female. "I own all the land
on this side of the road for fifty miles in both directions."
Her head shook back and forth as she stammered out an imploring excuse.
"Really...I didn't know....I....I was just....playing with my father's net."
The girl was lying. He sniffed in agitation. "Usotsuki. You are stealing."
She looked down at the net and audibly gulped. "I....I'm sorry."
Brown eyes that shone with unshed tears looked up to him. "I....I can put it
back.... there was no harm done. It's still alive."
With a hard glare, he refused her suggestion. "What makes you think I would
want anything that you have touched with your filthy hands, girl?"
Her lip quivered before her gaze fell to the ground at her feet. The smell of
desperation hit his senses. "I.....I can....pay for it."
"Pay?"
The girl bent down and laid the net on the mossy ground by her feet. She straightened
and took one step toward him with eyes downcast then stopped.
Keeping her gaze on the forest floor, she raised both hands to the top button of her
faded pink dress. Slowly, she began to unbutton the top button, then the next.
With the second button, her dress slipped over her shoulder some, exposing the
pale dip of her neck and the smooth skin on her slightly pronounced collar bone.
The third button opened the garment further, displaying more of the creamy skin
on her chest and almost revealing a hint of her breast.
Sesshoumaru felt his anger building at the pathetic creature before him.
His lip curled slightly in a contortion of disgust. This pitiful, muddy,
battered human female was offering her body as payment for a half dead fish.
When her hands moved to the fourth button, he snarled out sharply. "Yamero!"
The girl's bottom lip trembled in despair as both hands fell to her sides.
The dress slid lower with the movement, the sleeve falling
below her elbow. "I have...nothing else."
He kept his voice dead and even. "I do not wish for.....payment."
Both of her thin arms wrapped around her body as she hugged herself. A tear
streaked down the skin of her right cheek. "Are you....going to tell....my father?"
He refused to answer.
She seemed to take his silence as an affirmation. More tears dripped from her
closed eyes as she staggered back and leaned against a tree. Subtly rocking
her body, she sobbed out a pleading whisper. "Please......please....don't tell him.
I'll do anything you want. Anything. Please..... don't tell him."
He stood for several moments, waiting for the girl to calm somewhat before
asking his curious question.
"What were you going to do with that fish?"
Dull brown eyes bathed in salty tears opened to gaze at the net on the ground in
hopelessness. "I....was going to...eat it."
Sesshoumaru spoke evenly, "This incursion will be dealt with." Though how it
was going to be dealt with he had yet to determine.
He turned and began walking in the direction of his home. "Koi."
After taking several steps, the dog demon paused.
The girl's footfalls were not trailing his.
"Did you hear me, girl? I said to follow me."
Directly, he heard a bare foot move one step away from him.
He growled out a warning.
She took another step away from him in the direction of the road.
The rumbling in his throat intensified to a deeper and louder pitch.
The young female bolted.
Anger such as he had never known erupted, a searing fury igniting his demon blood.
This bitch had the audacity to run from him?
In a blink, he stood before the fleeing girl, barring her way. She let out a frightened
shriek and tried to dodge around him. Savagely, he reached out with demon speed and
grabbed her by the upper arms, unintentionally puncturing the tender flesh with his
claws. The scent of fresh human blood hit the air in coppery waves. The female in
his grip let out a shriek of pain and began struggling hysterically as her pounding
heart thundered in his ears. Fear and panic, mixed with the rush of adrenaline flared
within his senses, combining with the scent of life's blood. In that instant, the pungent
mixture overwhelmed his instincts. All rational thought vanished from his mind,
leaving nothing but pure animal lust. Lust for the thrashing prey in a his eager talons.
Oblivious to everything else, he knew nothing, nothing but the need... the need
to hold fast to his captured quarry.
The inu youkai pulled the female closer. Scarlet coated his vision. His growl
started low and warning but grew louder as his lips lingered inches from her ear.
She leaned her head away from him while crying and kicking. He shook her hard once
with a distinct baritone bark. The girl stilled somewhat as her crying died to quiet whimpers.
He sniffed the warmth of her neck, tracing the heated skin with the tip of his nose
until he paused just above the creamy juncture between her neck and shoulder.
Gripping the female tighter, he drew her in closer, his lips a whisper's breath from
her skin.
Her body trembled beyond terror. This scent annoyed him, angered him. He growled
deep and low, the sound vibrating through his body. A rage like he had never known
ravaged his spirit, engulfing his mind, maddening him past the point of reason.
The scarlet in his vision flashed to a darker shade, the color of blackened
blood.
Terrified whimpers went unheeded as he never heard them.
He sniffed again, taking the essence of the captured prey into his senses, relishing in
the smell of pure fear which sent him deeper into the dark recesses of this new madness.
This *madness* urged him on, calling to his instincts, inciting his animal need.
He knew nothing but this need, this driving need to....
Absently, he slid his tongue over one sharp canine, pricking it, letting the
taste of his own blood fill his mouth. It excited the dog demon, aroused him.
Tenderly, he flicked his tongue out, a quick lick of the soft skin to tease.
The girl made a quiet wail of a whimper which his mind did not register.
In one smooth fluid motion, he closed the distance, sinking his canines into
the all too giving flesh.
The girl screamed.
Warm thick coppery liquid filled his mouth, coating
his tongue. He felt himself grow hard with the exquisite taste as he sucked
and indulged in the salty sweetness.
His hips ground forward in one rigid thrust, stroking his lower arousal against
her shuddering body.
All that he wanted was to sink his teeth deeper and suck. He heeded the want,
eliciting a weaker, more weary cry from the prey in his grip.
Seconds later, the body he held so tightly went limp.
Instinctively, he growled in chastisement, the rumbling muffled by the now wet,
slippery skin against his mouth.
He shook the female once, giving an irritated grunt. The sudden jolt caused her
head to loll back.
When the female in his grip gave no response, he stilled.
The red in his vision began to fade.
He blinked in shaded sunlight.
Silent summer wind rustled the leaves.
Thought began to surface, his rational mind slowly returned.
Blood was in his mouth. His teeth were buried in.....flesh?
In one long, slow motion he unhooked his fangs from whatever beast
that had the unfortunate luck to
cross his path.
Sesshoumaru licked the blood from his lips, tasting it.
This blood did not come from a beast.
His eyes widened at the possibility. Slowly, the dog demon pulled back.
He looked down.
What?!
The girl?!
In his grip?!
His eyes fell on the mark.
Sesshoumaru abruptly dropped the unconscious female as if she burned
him. She landed in a boneless heap at his feet.
He took a step back. Everything converged in that one instant:
The blood,
The smell,
The excruciating wanton lust,
The mark.
Realization slammed into him as the obvious truth of what he had done sunk in.
He shook his head slowly. "No."
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Sesshoumaru stood there, his mind a dark, immeasurable void
while he stared at the unconscious human female lying crumpled
on the mossy ground. Her chest rose and fell in deep breaths
of oblivion.
He flexed his right hand as poison dripped from his claws.
She did not need to live.
This damned bitch needed to die...
die for trespassing,
die for not heeding his warnings,
die for whimpering like a wounded animal,
die for living such a pathetic existence,
and die for.....making him......feel.....like this.
That last thought stayed his reaching hand.
Sesshoumaru paused.
In that very instant, something broke in the cavernous depths,
shattering deafeningly amid the silence of his soul.
An emotion.......birthed, hitting him in suffocating waves, marauding his mind
and spirit with a powerful unknown feeling. This catastrophic invasion destroyed
the murderous intention in its wake.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, trying to mentally defend himself against
the onslaught, but it was no use.
It moved within him, pushing past all barriers, crushing them in a thunderous
pulse of unrelenting shock.
A shock of emotion.
An unknown emotion strong enough in its simplicity to dissolve his 'so called' act of
mercy,
powerful enough to force him to his knees,
and persuasive enough to make him bend down and gently lay his forehead
on the wisp of a girl's chest.
In a strained, rasping voice he did not recognize as his, a whisper escaped his lips.
"Forgive me."
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
_____________________________________________________________________________
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Ah, another chapter in my dark story, Hope all who read enjoyed.
Review responses: Thank you all so much for your reviews. ^_^.
animechick262003
shin-no-shibo
SD
stayingput29: sorry stayingput but there won't be much heart melting in this dark
storyline. I guess I can say it, yes the hanyou is Naraku. You will find out in
later chapters about his origin. ^_^.
Sess/Rin2003
NewFan
Del-kaiden: you will just have to wait to see if her father actually pays or not.
No One Knows
blacka: yep he is
Nekiochan: sorry Nekio, my mind is not course enough to explain it. I could
barely right about it much less explain the act in full explicit detail.
I almost stopped writing this story for the brutality but continued on.
golden
sayah1112
Pallas
dragonflyelj: Naraku never kidnapped her. (hint)
GreaterBeast_Xellas
Greeneyes
Jackie
Beruda
quanku
nena
Bsasami
Lisa
Seth