Back to His Love

A/N I posted this a long time ago but I think maybe it would be better in the right catagory:0
Hope you like it!

-ChocolateHentai


Reminiscence : Chapter 1

The stars were like diamonds in the midnight sky. The clouds gathered around the moon, forming a slight halo. A mysterious male paced back and fourth in his apartment, his heart heavy with sorrow. He suddenly paused at the sight of the
moon....remembering what he had done, remembering the world he was forced to leave behind. He turned from the window to face the owner of the delicate hand on his shoulder.
“Lost in your thoughts again ?” She asked.

“Hai......I suppose I was.” He answered, still a bit dazed.


A smile appeared on the woman’s face as she studied his latest photographs. There were no words to express his talent.
“My, you have become quite the photographer.” She told him. Her voice had a low, seductive tone.

“Well, I have to make a living here in this era.” He replied while letting his raven hair from the ponytail. He let out a sigh as his long, wavy tresses fell to the middle of his back.

The young woman noticed the deep sadness in his maroon toned eyes. She playfully ran her fingers through his hair.
“This has been some journey huh?”

“It has.” His eyes slightly closed as he watched her place the car keys on the near by counter.
“Getting used to this new era, aren’t we?” His deep voice mumbled as he raised an eyebrow.

“We have been here for three years now...its not like we can go back.”

“You can.” He said, while looking to the floor. He was feeling guilty and she knew it. Slowly, she walked towards him.

“Naraku....it was my decision to accompany you.” She assured him while sitting on the bar stool next to him. “Besides....after Kouga died...” Her voice trailed off.

“You mean after I killed him....he is dead. All because I had to control you....face it!” He admitted.

She stood up, her eyes growing teary. “ You are still my brother. If not for you, I would have never lived....or loved.” Her arms slowly stretched across him. He returned her embrace.
“Being with Kouga, it taught me patience, forgiveness.....that life is way too short, one must live their lives to the fullest.” She whispered in his ear.

“I will never be able to express how heavy my heart is for how I hurt you.” He whispered back to her.

“I know.....I know, my brother.” She replied. “Good night, Naraku.”

“Good night.” He answered, watching her walk off. “Kagura.” She turned to face him.
“Thank you for...for your forgiveness.” She gave him a warm smile before entering the hallway that lead to her room.

Naraku began to think of all the evil, the vile, unspeakable crimes he committed against those in his ear. All the bloodshed, the horrid demonic creations and twisted plots, games he played with peoples’ lives...’I cannot stand my own reflection in the mirror’. He thought as he turned from the mirror in the hallway. He wondered how Kagura could follow him to this era and part her lips to call him ‘brother’. After she begged him repeatedly, not to end Kouga’s existence and he killed him anyway....knowing how much Kagura loved him.
As he thought of his sister and Kouga’s relationship, his mind almost instantly brought him to the only one he ever truly loved. Naraku wondered if this person ever thought of him. He had done so much the unravel every life he touched, never did he think he would love someone so much, he ached for their touch. It hurt him to the very core of his soul to be ripped from the only one that never judged him. Bad enough they had to keep the romance hidden....but to be banished from the only world he’d ever known.....banished from the only love his heart knew? It was karma and Naraku knew it.
He walked over towards the counter and reached for his cigarettes, one of the first nasty habits he picked up living in the modern era. As thoughts of the tight embrace of his lover, he let the smoke free from his lips.
“Where are you?.....I wonder.” He thought out loud. He was not even allowed to say ‘good bye’.
Taking another drag of his cigarette, he looked of the huge window in the living room. Remembering the many nights he shared with his lover was an emotional torture he never thought existed.
“My Sesshomaru....I can only pray you have forgiven me.” He thought to himself....knowing he would never set eyes on him again and wondering who, if anyone was is loving Sesshomaru right now.

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In the feudal era, the same night, the same deep, midnight sky, the Taiyoukai lord found himself wandering around his fortress unable to sleep. He soon retired to his bedroom. The stubborn youkai refused to admit to himself why and who, sent his mind spinning so much. Three, long years, yet and still, Naraku was always somewhere in his thoughts....his heart as well.
Deep down, Sesshomaru felt that Naraku’s abrupt leaving was due to something he had or had not done. To think such an insecurity lingered withing the youkai lord’s heart. At times, that sinking feeling, gnawed at him, driving him over the edge. He felt unable to breathe without Naraku’s soothing touch.
‘What has he done to me?’ He thought as he plopped down on his soft futon. He let out a long sigh, remembering the various ways he and Naraku were one on this very bed. He slowly removed his clothing, wrapping his long, white fur around him...wishing for the strong embrace of his former lover. The feel of the warm fur against his naked body brought him comfort as he ran his claws up and down his inner thighs. His eyes shut tightly as his hands explored his own body, all the while, Naraku’s face was all Sesshomaru envisioned. Sensations flooded through the youkai’s beautiful body as he slowly pumped his arousal. He licked his lips at the feel of his own hands...still Naraku was all he though of. The bedroom was filled with the sound of Sesshomaru’s moans as he pumped harder.
“Oh.....my Naraku.” He whispered as the sensation made him light-headed. With his heart racing, heavy breathing and visions of Naraku loving him, Sesshomaru finally released. He was in a daze as he tried to catch his breath, sweat poured from his body. So caught up in his own lust, he had not noticed Rin sneaking into her room. Her scent suddenly filled his nose, immediately, he snapped out of his mood. Quickly, he cleaned himself and threw on his kimono, quietly, he followed her.
“Where have you been?” He hissed out.

She all but jumped out of her skin. Rin had grown into a pretty young teenager. Her hair length was down passed the middle of her back, her lips were full and her shapely figure was enough to make any mortal or youkai male almost risk the loss of their eye for staring to hard. Sesshomaru was indeed quite possessive of her and everyone knew of it. She was the closest thing to a daughter he had. Rin turned her back to him, knowing he knew of her slipping out at night to be with Kohaku.....knowing how her lord, damn near her father disapproved. He thought Kohaku was way too old for her, coming from a family of exterminators did not help his case.

“Oh.....well, I-“ Rin stammered, trying to think of something to tell him. Her bright, brown eyes, avoided Sesshomaru’s amber glare.

“And do not lie to me. I can smell him all over you”. He stated, his tone commanded her to look a him.

“Yeah, like I could smell Naraku all over you a few years back.” Rin snapped, a frown fixed on her face as if she was challenging him. Kagome warned him that at Rin’s age, she would test him in ways he never imagined. Still, she hit a nerve. Sesshomaru’s hands itched to strike her face.

A feeling of guilt pulled at Rin after she spat out that last remark. Behind the evil scowl on his face, she saw pain in his eyes.
“I’m sorry, my lord....I-I didn’t mean it.” Her eyes softened, she looked like she did as a child.
He turned from her, Rin was the only one that knew of the relationship between he and Naraku. She never told anyone, not even Kohaku, the man she loved. The young girl walked towards him, placing her gentle hand in his.
“Go to him......you possess such power.” She whispered.
Sesshomaru gave her a smirk while letting her hand go. He sniffed her once more, making sure Rin’s innocense was still “in tact” after her visit with Kohaku. She rolled her brown eyes at him, knowing full well what the twitch of his perfect nose meant. He nodded and began to walk away.
“Sessh.” Rin called him that sometimes when noone was around. He turned to face his “daughter”.

“The next time you want to reminisce about Naraku.....PLEASE....make sure your door is closed.” Rin couldn’t help but snicker after her comment. A hint of red covered the youkai’s cheeks, he quickly turned from the girl and walked out.


As Sesshomaru went back to his room, Rin’s word’s played over in his mind. He wondered if he should go to Naraku, he wondered if his arms longed to embrace him. The last thing Sesshomaru wanted was to travel to the modern era, ready to profess his undying love only to find that Naraku has moved on. If only he how Naraku longed to be with him .. to love him....just to breath with him. Unable to make a decision, the Taiyoukai gave into the need for sleep. He closed his eyes and dreamt of the day he and Naraku become are one again.


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2:30am . The clocked read as Naraku tossed and turned. His raven waves draped over the pillow. He rolled over in his large bed, the moon shining on his toned, muscular body seemed to taunt him, bringing memories and dreams of Sesshomaru. Angered frustration set in, he knew he had to get some rest. The art exhibition was later on that day but still his thoughts drifted to the keeper of his heart.
“I left my heart with him.....only him.” He sighed turning over once more. ‘My hearts cries for you’. Naraku thought as he shut his eyes, forcing sleep to come.


Suddenly, there was an instant link as Sesshomaru slowly opened his eyes. It was as if he heard Naraku’s cry. His decision was made....a decision heart could no longer deny.

“I will come for you.........My Naraku.