Teach Me, Train Me, Tame Me

A/N: Damn it's been a long time since I've updated. This was kind of a rushed chapter and I might edit it later on, but I guess it's alright even though it's not what I wish it was. Okay enough said. On to the chappie...


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“I know that the darkness might seem ominous. As if Ishvar does indeed want no ray of light to peak in on us. No gleam of hope whatsoever. But I know that whenever I see your beautiful face in the morning, whenever I feel your warm breath tingle my skin…if I can just wake to your smile…then I know that it was all worth it in the end.”


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Daylight poured onto Sanaa’s face when she awoke the next morning. Last night had been particularly peaceful. One of the more peaceful nights that she had had in a long while, despite the fact that she now had a murderous demon in her home at the moment. The beautiful serpent smirked to herself as she pondered how she was going to teach Naraku about intimacy and sensuality. He wouldn’t ever get the full concept of either if he continued to have such a cold attitude toward women. He needed to learn gentleness, patience, and kindness among other things. It would be a long road from now on, to say the least.

A few more minutes passed before Sanaa decided to get up and take a bath. After she was done, she redressed in a very nice, red and white floral kimono that fit her curves more snugly than the red kimono she had worn when she had first met Naraku. She pulled her chest-length, black and purple hair back into a pony tail and began to make her way to her student’s bedroom. When she arrived at his open door, she instantly saw that he was still sleeping, even though it was now late morning. Sanaa softly smiled as she strolled over to the spider demon’s futon and knelt down beside him. “Sundara,” the serpent whispered to herself as she stared at Naraku’s closed eyed state. ‘This man is truly radiant,’ she thought to herself, gently brushing a few stray hairs away from his face. The normally malicious male hanyou seemed to have a certain…gentleness as he slept. His face was absolutely calm, wavy black hair sprawled about his head and falling into his face, and soft, patient breaths escaped his slightly parted lips. He didn’t seem quite as menacing in this state. In fact, he almost seemed…innocent, Sanaa thought. ‘I wonder if he truly knows how beautiful he is?’ the female hanyou wondered. Sanaa almost instantly shook her head after thinking that. ‘It doesn’t matter how beautiful he is. He is still a very wicked man. Still…’

“Naraku,” she said aloud as she softly shook him. “Naraku wake up. It’s time to begin your lesson.” Naraku slowly opened his eyes, squinting them as they adjusted to the mid morning sunlight. When they finally did, he stared up at Sanaa with a slightly confused face. He had almost forgotten that he was now a temporary resident in her home and not in his own castle in his own bed. He yawned loudly and sat up in order to be eye to eye with the feminine hanyou. “Gu-tenmorugen, Naraku,” Sanaa courteously greeted her student.

“Gu-tenmorugen,” Naraku replied, rubbing the lingering sleep away from his eyes.

“Your first lesson in intimacy shall be today, so go on, take a bath, and get dressed. I left some clothes out for you in the bath house.” Naraku nodded his head in reply.

“Sanaa…”

“Sanaa-sensei,” the woman firmly corrected him.

“Sanaa-sensei, may I ask what my first lesson might be?”

“You will find out when the time comes. Now go and get ready. When you‘re finished, meet me in my bedroom.” With that said, the instructor rose to her feet and strode out of his room. Naraku smirked as he watched the headstrong woman leave his presence. ’Such a domineering woman…but beautiful as well. No to mention how great she looks naked,’ he thought to himself. He almost relaxed into the thought of being a student to Sanaa, until he felt the beads of subjugation around his neck, that is. The arachnid reached a single hand up to touch the red necklace and a growl escaped his lips. ’That’s right! The wench tricked me!’ he sourly remembered. The hanyou could feel his aura rise with his anger, but then he remembered that Sanaa could easily stop one of his attacks simply by calling out Kisama. He sighed deeply as his demonic aura returned to normal. He figured that he would just have to bear with the submissiveness for the time being, at least until Sanaa had finished her task. Then he would kill her for tricking him and wounding his pride. He chuckled at his own malevolent thought as he got out of bed and headed out to the bath house as Sanaa had instructed him.


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Sanaa sat patiently on her bed as she waited for Naraku to come join her. When he finally did, she greeted him with a lukewarm smile. “Osuwari,” she told him, pointing to the space in front of her on the bed.

“Hai, Sanaa-sensei,” he replied as he walked over to her in the simple all black haori and hakama that she had gotten for him.

“Are you ready to begin, oshiego?”

“Hai.”

“KShema, Naraku. Good.” The hebi nodded and smiled at the gumo. “Well, then first things first. I guess I should ask you what kind of woman you are looking for?”

“Well, first of all, she should be attractive, good in bed…”

“I meant, what kind of personality do you want her to have?” Sanaa specified with an ‘I-should-have-known’ expression on her round face. Naraku returned her expression with a strange one of his own.

“What do you mean what kind of personality? Why does that matter if all I want from a woman is sex? That doesn‘t matter at all.”

“Ah, but that’s were you are wrong Naraku. A person’s personality is important throughout all aspects in a relationship, even with sexuality. For instance, what if you were to meet a woman who is extremely shy and insecure in the bedroom. Or one that is frigid and hates to be touched. Or one who is way too aggressive, even for your taste?”

“I would simply kill her and find a more suitable mate.”

“You wouldn’t make any progress that way Naraku. Murder doesn’t solve everything.”

“It has always worked before.”

“And you wonder why you’re still single.” Naraku growled at that remark, which caused Sanaa to chuckle a little. “Calm down oshiego. I’m only trying to do what is best for you and that’s being honest with you. I am certain that none of your servants and slaves never once gave you constructive criticism, for you probably would have killed them off if they had. Wouldn’t you, Naraku-sama?” That comment only made Naraku growl more. Something about the way she said ‘Naraku-sama’ made him feel as if she was mocking him. He be damned if he was the pun of ANY joke.

“You know of nothing about me Sanaa,” he curtly replied. Sanaa scoffed at his response.

“Yes, Sanaa-sensei, does osheigo,” was Sanaa’s sassy toned comeback. “I know that you have sacrificed many of your servants in order to achieve your desires. You have quite a reputation of being an evil, twisted hanyou. That’s how I know that you never heard criticism from those closest around you because if anyone of them did criticize you, you would have immediately eliminated them. Don’t try that method with me Naraku and I suggest that you learn to change your foul attitude if you want my lessons to be effective on you.” Once more, red and purple clashed.

“Hai, sensei,” Naraku finally agreed, even though he didn’t mean it one little bit. He refused to change or conform into what she wanted him to be. Sanaa narrowed her eyes at him but nodded in reply. She didn’t believe him no more than he meant it. She was not a stupid hanyou. But alas, he had no choice in the matter. ’Kisama’ would keep him in line.

“Very well then. Your first lesson shall be on the subject of kissing. Kissing and nothing more.” A flash of disappointment briefly appeared in Naraku’s eyes. Sanaa noticed and smirked. She knew that he had probably thought that he would be getting unlimited sex during his stay with her. He would indeed get to enjoy a couple of sessions with her later on, if he got to that point in the lessons, that is. She was not crazy enough to sleep with him again until he was re-taught on the basics of intimacy. How long that would take, she did not know.

“I already know how to kiss, Sanaa-sensei,” Naraku defended himself.

“Yes, you do. Your lips feel wonderful against my own, but I can tell that there is no genuine feeling behind your kisses. They are simply an empty addition to sex in your eyes. Am I wrong?” Naraku shook his head no. Sanaa smirked in reply. “Then let’s begin. Shall we?“ She moved from her sitting position and onto all fours. She then crawled over to her student and straddled his lap, making certain to apply pressure on his strongest erogenous zone. Her purple eyes stared seductively into his red ones. A sharply clawed bronze hand took hold of a chin with a much lighter complexion. She tilted his face up to hers and teasingly ran the pad of her thumb along his bottom lip. Her other hand was now slowly and gently combing his raven tresses. She smirked again as he allowed his eyes to flutter close, obviously affected by her touches. Ever so slowly, she lowered her face to his own until their lips barely touched. She brushed her bottom lip against his, before abruptly pulling away. Naraku quickly opened his eyes and stared at Sanaa in protest. Sanaa giggled a little at him. She reached up to place two fingers on his eyelids to close those enticing red pools of his. Naraku had to bite back a pleased sigh as he felt how her long, slender fingers began to massage his scalp again. He began to become a little anxious when he felt Sanaa’s warm breath at his lips again. He was surprised that he was feeling a certain urgency for her to kiss him. His heart was pounding in his chest and his breathing had sped up a bit. Not to mention that the pressure being applied to his groin was making him feel a little heated at the moment.

“Do you want me to kiss you…Naraku?” Sanaa teasingly and seductively asked, brushing her lips on his again when she said his name.

“H-Hai, sensei,” he replied, voice merely a cracking whisper. Sanaa grinned as she lowered her lips onto his, giving him a few gentle nips on his lips. Naraku eagerly kissed back, feeling relieved from some of the pressure that had built up in him. His hands were firmly planted on her back, drawing her closer to him. He had never experienced this kind of sensation from something as simple as a kiss before. He didn’t know what the feeling was, but he couldn’t deny that it felt a little good.

Sanaa continued to playfully nip at his lips at an agonizingly slow place. Several moments passed before she deepened it and began to kiss him for real. With the hand in his hair, she brought him closer to her kissing him with a little more passion. She took his bottom lip between her teeth and gave it a few gentle nibbles with her pearly white fangs. She suckled on it and lightly brushed the tip of her tongue over it, causing a single chill to rush down Naraku’s spine. With a gentle ease, Sanaa intensified the kiss once more by gliding her longer than normal tongue between the spider’s lips. A moan came from deep within her as she savored the taste of her student, fighting in an intense battle with him. She could feel a heat gradually rising between her thighs as she kissed him. That pleasure induced heat caused her to withdraw from the hanyou’s lips before she found herself sans clothing and staring up at the ceiling above her. Naraku unconsciously licked his lips when she pulled away from him, still tasting her on them. He slowly opened his eyes back up, staring hazily into her hypnotic purple gaze.

“I have never been kissed like that before,” he said in a very monotonic voice, trying his best not to show how overcome he had felt by her. Sanaa replied with a simple nod and smile.

“See there. Gentleness is not such a bad thing. Slow and steady wins the race…at least, most of the time anyways. You get that result when you try to make the kiss enjoyable for both people involved and not only for you. Why don’t you take the lead this time huh?” Naraku didn’t have to be told twice as he leaned forward making Sanaa fall until she was only kept up by her elbows. He mimicked his instructor’s actions and started the kiss off very slowly and lightly, teasing her and making her yearn for his lips. He took a lesser amount of time to deepen it though but the damage had already been done. The latent heat still continued to climb and a steady pressure was beginning to build in the lower pit of her stomach as the arachnid’s tongue slid across her own. She tried her best to suppress it, but a moan eventually left her full lips which caused Naraku to kiss with even more passion. Her heated core began to throb and ache for him. She had never experienced this kind of heat from man. Well, with the exception of him. But no other man had given her this heated, insatiable feeling since him and she didn’t know how to take it. She was going. And fast. She knew she should stop him…but she really didn’t want to. Thank Ishvar that she intervened.

“Sanaa-san? Sanaa-san are you home?” the soft, innocent voice of the human child, Mitoko, called. Naraku and Sanaa immediately broke the smoldering kiss and reluctantly pulled away from each other. Sanaa turned to Naraku and smiled, regaining her professional composure.

“Well, I think that’s enough for one day. You did a wonderful job, which means that you shall be rewarded.”

“Sanaaaa-saaaan? Where areeee youuuuu?” Mitoko practically whined.

“I’m coming Mitoko-chan. One moment sweetie,” Sanaa called back to her much younger friend. She hopped off of the futon and headed to her screen door. She was about to slide it open when a strong hand grabbed her wrist. Sanaa turned to look at a smirking Naraku.

“I thought that you said you were going to reward me,” he reminded her. Sanaa gave him the same smirk back.

“I will but it is best that no minors are around when I do,” she calmly told him. Naraku quirked a brow.

“Oh? And what might this reward be?”

“You will see later on tonight. In the meantime, let’s go keep Mitoko-chan company.”

“Sanaaaaa-saaaaan?”

“I’m coming, shojo,” Sanaa chuckled as she hurried out of her bedroom to meet her friend. Naraku continued to smile to himself as he followed the hanyou into the main room of the house. His first lesson had been a success and now he would be rewarded. From the way she made it sound, it seemed as if his reward would be explicit in nature. And Naraku simply could not wait.


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-Japanese Words

gu-tenmorugen: good morning

oshiego: student

osuwari: sit

shojo: girl

hai: yes

hebi: snake

gumo: spider

-Indian Words

sundara: beautiful

kShema: good

Ishvar: god


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A/N: So who is Mitoko to Sanaa? Who is this 'him' she was talking about? And what is this 'reward' that Sanaa has for Naraku? We'll just have to see :) Please review. Thank you