Naraku Giveth and Naraku Taketh Away
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
4,871
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19
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Decima
A/N: Hi everyone! ^_^ I really appreciate the reviews. They are food for my mad author's spirit! *devours* ^_^ I hope this Satisfies everyone's dark taste...heh.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own the show or any of the characters, except for Decima, who is my OC.
Chapter 4: Decima
Jaken was lagging behind yet again. “Perhaps I should have brought Ah-Uhn for him to ride.” Sesshoumaru thought as he gazed back at the toad. They were nearing his destination, the miko’s village. He didn’t want to find his brother there; he was only after definite confirmation of the miko’s death. “How could that baka let this happen?” he thought. His normally golden eyes flashed red as rage pounded through him. His hand balled into a fist, the veins popping out. This would not do. He took a calming breath and cleared his mind. He kept up his steady pace, plodding toward the village. After finding out where the girl really came from, he started watching her more and more. It had become his favorite thing to do. Sesshoumaru had spent hours hiding and observing her. He regretted immensely his decision to return to his castle. Unbeknownst to Inuyasha and the others, he had been protecting them for a long while. The only other thing that demanded his attention was Rin’s well being. The day of the attack he had been away attending to the young girl. “If I had been there, I might have saved her.” Sesshoumaru thought. He felt the icy fire of guilt course through his veins. “It’s my fault.” He thought as he gazed down at his claw. He flexed his hand stared at the pointed digits. “This hand might have protected her.” He thought as he clenched it into a fist. Red dotted the ground as his nails drew blood.
Jaken stopped and looked at his master. Although the taiyoukai’s appearance didn’t reveal it, he could sense turmoil within the lord. “I wonder what’s bothering him…” he thought. “Could it be that miko?” He scented blood and was about to cry out when he noticed the smell was coming from his master’s direction. He caught sight of the unmistakably red droplets on the ground. He saw his master’s normally white hand reddened with the substance. “He’s clenching his fist awfully hard.” Jaken thought with concern. “M-master,” he said as he bowed low “your hand is bleeding.” He continued as he groveled. The only sign that the taiyoukai heard was the slight loosening of his fingers. The blood stopped flowing and Sesshoumaru trudged relentlessly forward toward his goal.
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As she walked toward the dungeon, Kagura wondered what plans Naraku could possibly have for her brother, Decima. He was a demon of mysterious origin. His abilities were unexplained to her. She had never seen him in action. All she knew was that he had been disobedient toward Naraku and was now suffering the consequences. Kagura shuddered as she remembered her stay in the dark place. “What a nightmare that was.” she thought as goose bumps worked their way up her neck. “I wonder what he did to disobey Naraku.” She thought as she continued her march. It would have been faster to use her powers, but she was in no hurry. Kagura was not fond of her strange brethren. Although she had only seen him a few times, the youkai gave her the creeps. This was highly unusual, for she was typically not afraid of anything. She resented him for this fact and for his disobedience. There had been a time when she might have supported his misdeeds, but not now. She was fully committed to Naraku. Ever since their mutual experience, she had felt the fire of dedication burn in her heart. She would never let Naraku down ever again. Kagura continued walking until she reached the door which led to the dungeon. She paused for a moment before opening it. As she passed through and started down the steps, her unease grew. Although loyal to Naraku, she was definitely not looking forward to this chore. An involuntary shudder passed through her as she thought of her red-haired brethren. The youkai’s strange appearance reflected his mysterious nature. He was far taller than Kagura and usually wore a long, billowing, black robe. She had never seen his face, it was always obscured by the hood of his robe. The only thing she really knew about him was the color of his hair. Its fiery tint did not reflect his cold nature. He had never spoken to her and was usually aloof. Kagura continued down the stairs, lost in thought. When she reached the bottom, she paused once more and took in her surroundings. The stairs led directly into the dungeon’s main room. It was a sinister place, lit only by the flames on Naraku’s cursed chains. Somewhere in the dark, water dripped. The steady noise was the only sound to be heard. Its constant rhythm irritated Kagura, she longed for the chaotic sounds of the wind. She walked through the room until she saw the source of her fear. He was chained to the wall in much the same manner she had been. The flames flickered and cast shadows over his naked form. His red hair was splayed across his shoulders and hung seductively down his muscled chest. “Wait a minute…he’s…naked?!” Kagura thought with horror. She was oddly aroused by the sight. Upon sensing her presence, Decima looked seductively at her and smiled.
“So,” he said, his voice like velvet “like what you see?” he added with a smirk.
“He has Naraku’s temperament…” Kagura thought as she averted her eyes “Hah,” she said. “you? Interest me? I despise you.” She finished with a scowl.
“Do you now?” Decima curtly replied. “I think you like what you saw. Otherwise, you would have freed me by now. I’ve no doubt Naraku sent you here to do just that.” He continued, his green orbs silently appraising her.
Kagura continued scowling as she waved her hand in his direction. The chains fell from Decima’s form. He stood, and silently walked over to the corner where his robes were located. He dressed promptly and turned in her direction. Fully clothed, he was a scary sight. He looked as death itself would, black robed and silent, his face not visible. The mere sight of him in his usual attire gave Kagura the creeps. She backed away and was about to leave when his voice stopped her.
“Dear sister, you aren’t afraid of me, now are you?” he taunted. The sight of her shocked expression made him laugh. “I suppose it’s only natural to fear death.” He said and continued laughing. Her angry expression only furthered his amusement.
“Feh,” she said with scorn “as if one such as I would ever fear you.” She continued with a huff. “I must not let him know any weakness.” She thought as she haughtily closed her eyes and turned her back on him.
“It is all too apparent that you are lying, dear sister.” He said as his laughter subsided “I will let it pass, for now. Tell me what Naraku wants, for surely he wouldn’t have ordered you to free me for no reason.” He continued as he stared at his kin. She flinched slightly at the sound of his chillingly seductive voice and turned around to face him.
“Destroy Inuyasha’s village.” She said “That is all.” She continued and started to walk away. He easily caught up with her and grabbed her arm.
“Surely, you don’t wish to leave so soon?” he said and pulled her to him. Her eyes grew wide with terror as his hooded face neared hers. “I might need a ride.” He said as his red hair spilled out of his hood and onto her shoulders. She snatched her arm back and he laughed, languidly tucking his hair back in place. “You can’t hide your true feelings from me.” He said and stepped closer to her. She shrank away from him until her back hit the dungeon wall. “I know you are afraid of me, of what I might do to you; and yet, you enjoy this feeling.” He said and laughed. Kagura’s usually pale face was whiter than ever. She looked at him and swallowed. Her ruby eyes were defiant; her face betrayed none of the emotions she was feeling inside. He placed an arm on the wall and leaned in close to her.
“Let us go.” She said as she brushed past him. He followed her quick form up the dungeon steps and into the castle, smirking all the way. They walked silently through the rooms and into the inner courtyard. Kagura summoned her feather, and they both mounted. The vessel rose into the air and drifted off in the direction of Inuyasha’s village.
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Inuyasha didn’t know what to do. He was hurt by what Kagome had said about him. “Does she really think I’m immature?” he wondered as his troubled mind roamed the possibilities. He thought of all the times he had recklessly charged into battle, and of all the times he had hurt those he cared about. “I guess I am…” he thought as he gripped the Tessaiga’s hilt. It was a painful realization. He needed to correct this flaw in his personality. The only problem was, he didn’t know how. When he fought an enemy, everything became hazy. The only thing he could focus on was beating them. He had practically raised himself, and so, didn’t learn all the manners he should have. “I really should work on it…” he thought as he gazed at the moon. It was beautiful this time of year. He had been getting better, more civilized. He thought back to when he had first met Kagome, and decided he liked his current self better. “A lot has happened these past few years.” He thought. The wind whipped around him and tousled the branches of the tree he was sitting in. Images of Kagome danced in his mind. He saw her smiling, bathing, using her sacred arrow, sleeping, and playing with Shippou. “What a wonderful woman, I have.” He thought as he closed his eyes. Even though he had not officially asked her to be his, he felt sure of her answer. As he drifted off to sleep, all his thoughts were on her.
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Naraku watched as Kanna left his room. Her small form disappeared past the shoji without a sound. She would be back soon enough to show him the results of his handiwork, but for now, he wanted to be alone. Seeing Decima and Kagura interact had been extremely amusing. He smirked as he remembered Kagura’s shocked expression upon finding Decima naked. It had all been part of Naraku’s punishment. He wanted to teach his proud offspring the true nature of shame. Having a woman find him there like that must have killed him. Naraku laughed at the thought. He closed his eyes and contemplated the way Decima had turned things to his favor. Naraku had underestimated him. Even in the most humiliating circumstances, the youkai was still able to come out on top, unfazed. “I shall have to teach him about shame myself.” Naraku said and chuckled. He turned his thoughts from Decima to the destruction of the village. He held no particular grudge against the villagers, it was Inuyasha he hated. Naraku couldn’t pinpoint the source of his hatred for the hanyou, and didn’t really care. All he knew was that he despised the inu with every fiber of his being. Inuyasha had hurt the miko many times. He felt himself seethe with anger as he remembered all the times the hanyou consorted with Kikyou, leaving the miko alone and unprotected. “Where did that come from?” Naraku thought with alarm His eyes snapped open as he pondered his feelings. Lately, the miko had been on him mind. It didn’t matter what he was doing, or thinking; thoughts of her always came up. He sighed and closed his eyes once more. “Maybe that is why I was able to kill Kikyou…” he thought as he pondered his situation. He had extinguished her life with ease, experiencing none of the pain he usually felt when he touched her. He knew Onigumo couldn’t truly be gone from his body as he was still a hanyou. “Curse that wretched human, he won’t be separated from me.” Naraku said with a hiss. He longed for someone to share his pain with. Strangely, an image of the miko popped into his head. He hoped she wouldn’t be at the village when Decima got there. “God only knows what would happen to her in his hands.” He said and sadly shook his head.
A/N : Ok, so it wasn't as dark as I thought it'd be. Hope you enjoyed it anyway. ^_^ I haven't really found a way to make Inuyasha or Sesshoumaru as dark as Naraku...could be because they are just not as cool. I guess it's good for Naraku to have a few foils... Chapter 5 is on the way! More Sesshoumaru and Naraku is coming your way. Please review! I love feedback! ^_^
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own the show or any of the characters, except for Decima, who is my OC.
Jaken was lagging behind yet again. “Perhaps I should have brought Ah-Uhn for him to ride.” Sesshoumaru thought as he gazed back at the toad. They were nearing his destination, the miko’s village. He didn’t want to find his brother there; he was only after definite confirmation of the miko’s death. “How could that baka let this happen?” he thought. His normally golden eyes flashed red as rage pounded through him. His hand balled into a fist, the veins popping out. This would not do. He took a calming breath and cleared his mind. He kept up his steady pace, plodding toward the village. After finding out where the girl really came from, he started watching her more and more. It had become his favorite thing to do. Sesshoumaru had spent hours hiding and observing her. He regretted immensely his decision to return to his castle. Unbeknownst to Inuyasha and the others, he had been protecting them for a long while. The only other thing that demanded his attention was Rin’s well being. The day of the attack he had been away attending to the young girl. “If I had been there, I might have saved her.” Sesshoumaru thought. He felt the icy fire of guilt course through his veins. “It’s my fault.” He thought as he gazed down at his claw. He flexed his hand stared at the pointed digits. “This hand might have protected her.” He thought as he clenched it into a fist. Red dotted the ground as his nails drew blood.
Jaken stopped and looked at his master. Although the taiyoukai’s appearance didn’t reveal it, he could sense turmoil within the lord. “I wonder what’s bothering him…” he thought. “Could it be that miko?” He scented blood and was about to cry out when he noticed the smell was coming from his master’s direction. He caught sight of the unmistakably red droplets on the ground. He saw his master’s normally white hand reddened with the substance. “He’s clenching his fist awfully hard.” Jaken thought with concern. “M-master,” he said as he bowed low “your hand is bleeding.” He continued as he groveled. The only sign that the taiyoukai heard was the slight loosening of his fingers. The blood stopped flowing and Sesshoumaru trudged relentlessly forward toward his goal.
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As she walked toward the dungeon, Kagura wondered what plans Naraku could possibly have for her brother, Decima. He was a demon of mysterious origin. His abilities were unexplained to her. She had never seen him in action. All she knew was that he had been disobedient toward Naraku and was now suffering the consequences. Kagura shuddered as she remembered her stay in the dark place. “What a nightmare that was.” she thought as goose bumps worked their way up her neck. “I wonder what he did to disobey Naraku.” She thought as she continued her march. It would have been faster to use her powers, but she was in no hurry. Kagura was not fond of her strange brethren. Although she had only seen him a few times, the youkai gave her the creeps. This was highly unusual, for she was typically not afraid of anything. She resented him for this fact and for his disobedience. There had been a time when she might have supported his misdeeds, but not now. She was fully committed to Naraku. Ever since their mutual experience, she had felt the fire of dedication burn in her heart. She would never let Naraku down ever again. Kagura continued walking until she reached the door which led to the dungeon. She paused for a moment before opening it. As she passed through and started down the steps, her unease grew. Although loyal to Naraku, she was definitely not looking forward to this chore. An involuntary shudder passed through her as she thought of her red-haired brethren. The youkai’s strange appearance reflected his mysterious nature. He was far taller than Kagura and usually wore a long, billowing, black robe. She had never seen his face, it was always obscured by the hood of his robe. The only thing she really knew about him was the color of his hair. Its fiery tint did not reflect his cold nature. He had never spoken to her and was usually aloof. Kagura continued down the stairs, lost in thought. When she reached the bottom, she paused once more and took in her surroundings. The stairs led directly into the dungeon’s main room. It was a sinister place, lit only by the flames on Naraku’s cursed chains. Somewhere in the dark, water dripped. The steady noise was the only sound to be heard. Its constant rhythm irritated Kagura, she longed for the chaotic sounds of the wind. She walked through the room until she saw the source of her fear. He was chained to the wall in much the same manner she had been. The flames flickered and cast shadows over his naked form. His red hair was splayed across his shoulders and hung seductively down his muscled chest. “Wait a minute…he’s…naked?!” Kagura thought with horror. She was oddly aroused by the sight. Upon sensing her presence, Decima looked seductively at her and smiled.
“So,” he said, his voice like velvet “like what you see?” he added with a smirk.
“He has Naraku’s temperament…” Kagura thought as she averted her eyes “Hah,” she said. “you? Interest me? I despise you.” She finished with a scowl.
“Do you now?” Decima curtly replied. “I think you like what you saw. Otherwise, you would have freed me by now. I’ve no doubt Naraku sent you here to do just that.” He continued, his green orbs silently appraising her.
Kagura continued scowling as she waved her hand in his direction. The chains fell from Decima’s form. He stood, and silently walked over to the corner where his robes were located. He dressed promptly and turned in her direction. Fully clothed, he was a scary sight. He looked as death itself would, black robed and silent, his face not visible. The mere sight of him in his usual attire gave Kagura the creeps. She backed away and was about to leave when his voice stopped her.
“Dear sister, you aren’t afraid of me, now are you?” he taunted. The sight of her shocked expression made him laugh. “I suppose it’s only natural to fear death.” He said and continued laughing. Her angry expression only furthered his amusement.
“Feh,” she said with scorn “as if one such as I would ever fear you.” She continued with a huff. “I must not let him know any weakness.” She thought as she haughtily closed her eyes and turned her back on him.
“It is all too apparent that you are lying, dear sister.” He said as his laughter subsided “I will let it pass, for now. Tell me what Naraku wants, for surely he wouldn’t have ordered you to free me for no reason.” He continued as he stared at his kin. She flinched slightly at the sound of his chillingly seductive voice and turned around to face him.
“Destroy Inuyasha’s village.” She said “That is all.” She continued and started to walk away. He easily caught up with her and grabbed her arm.
“Surely, you don’t wish to leave so soon?” he said and pulled her to him. Her eyes grew wide with terror as his hooded face neared hers. “I might need a ride.” He said as his red hair spilled out of his hood and onto her shoulders. She snatched her arm back and he laughed, languidly tucking his hair back in place. “You can’t hide your true feelings from me.” He said and stepped closer to her. She shrank away from him until her back hit the dungeon wall. “I know you are afraid of me, of what I might do to you; and yet, you enjoy this feeling.” He said and laughed. Kagura’s usually pale face was whiter than ever. She looked at him and swallowed. Her ruby eyes were defiant; her face betrayed none of the emotions she was feeling inside. He placed an arm on the wall and leaned in close to her.
“Let us go.” She said as she brushed past him. He followed her quick form up the dungeon steps and into the castle, smirking all the way. They walked silently through the rooms and into the inner courtyard. Kagura summoned her feather, and they both mounted. The vessel rose into the air and drifted off in the direction of Inuyasha’s village.
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Inuyasha didn’t know what to do. He was hurt by what Kagome had said about him. “Does she really think I’m immature?” he wondered as his troubled mind roamed the possibilities. He thought of all the times he had recklessly charged into battle, and of all the times he had hurt those he cared about. “I guess I am…” he thought as he gripped the Tessaiga’s hilt. It was a painful realization. He needed to correct this flaw in his personality. The only problem was, he didn’t know how. When he fought an enemy, everything became hazy. The only thing he could focus on was beating them. He had practically raised himself, and so, didn’t learn all the manners he should have. “I really should work on it…” he thought as he gazed at the moon. It was beautiful this time of year. He had been getting better, more civilized. He thought back to when he had first met Kagome, and decided he liked his current self better. “A lot has happened these past few years.” He thought. The wind whipped around him and tousled the branches of the tree he was sitting in. Images of Kagome danced in his mind. He saw her smiling, bathing, using her sacred arrow, sleeping, and playing with Shippou. “What a wonderful woman, I have.” He thought as he closed his eyes. Even though he had not officially asked her to be his, he felt sure of her answer. As he drifted off to sleep, all his thoughts were on her.
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Naraku watched as Kanna left his room. Her small form disappeared past the shoji without a sound. She would be back soon enough to show him the results of his handiwork, but for now, he wanted to be alone. Seeing Decima and Kagura interact had been extremely amusing. He smirked as he remembered Kagura’s shocked expression upon finding Decima naked. It had all been part of Naraku’s punishment. He wanted to teach his proud offspring the true nature of shame. Having a woman find him there like that must have killed him. Naraku laughed at the thought. He closed his eyes and contemplated the way Decima had turned things to his favor. Naraku had underestimated him. Even in the most humiliating circumstances, the youkai was still able to come out on top, unfazed. “I shall have to teach him about shame myself.” Naraku said and chuckled. He turned his thoughts from Decima to the destruction of the village. He held no particular grudge against the villagers, it was Inuyasha he hated. Naraku couldn’t pinpoint the source of his hatred for the hanyou, and didn’t really care. All he knew was that he despised the inu with every fiber of his being. Inuyasha had hurt the miko many times. He felt himself seethe with anger as he remembered all the times the hanyou consorted with Kikyou, leaving the miko alone and unprotected. “Where did that come from?” Naraku thought with alarm His eyes snapped open as he pondered his feelings. Lately, the miko had been on him mind. It didn’t matter what he was doing, or thinking; thoughts of her always came up. He sighed and closed his eyes once more. “Maybe that is why I was able to kill Kikyou…” he thought as he pondered his situation. He had extinguished her life with ease, experiencing none of the pain he usually felt when he touched her. He knew Onigumo couldn’t truly be gone from his body as he was still a hanyou. “Curse that wretched human, he won’t be separated from me.” Naraku said with a hiss. He longed for someone to share his pain with. Strangely, an image of the miko popped into his head. He hoped she wouldn’t be at the village when Decima got there. “God only knows what would happen to her in his hands.” He said and sadly shook his head.
A/N : Ok, so it wasn't as dark as I thought it'd be. Hope you enjoyed it anyway. ^_^ I haven't really found a way to make Inuyasha or Sesshoumaru as dark as Naraku...could be because they are just not as cool. I guess it's good for Naraku to have a few foils... Chapter 5 is on the way! More Sesshoumaru and Naraku is coming your way. Please review! I love feedback! ^_^