Ooc: This may seem like a pointless hurt comfort lemon but please please believe me…there is a plot XD Seriously.
It was a calm night in the forest where they slept. It was a humid summer night. The crickets and locusts could be heard chirping and buzzing. Sesshomaru sat at the top of an oak tree observing the land before him. Rin lay upon the back of Ah-Uhn snoring softly. Jaken leaned against the tree Sesshomaru was perched in. He smelled small traces of Naraku, but was not worried. They were miles away and smelled as though they had been there for quit awhile.
He dozed lightly but then a tangy metallic smell reached his overly sensitive nose. "The blood of a demoness?" he thought his eyes adjusting to the darkness once more. "It is none of my concern." He figured closing his eyes once more. His head slowly tilted forward leaning to one side, a sure sign of his delicate slumber. He was quickly awoken by an animalistic shriek. He heard it again. It rang and burned his elfin ears. "What creature could produce such a blood curling cry?" he wondered.
All was silent in the moist foggy air. It was much too quiet; the animals of the forest were silent, the insects no longer chirped, the rustling of the plants and bushes was silent, and the air was un-bearably still. Rin looked up from the back of the dragon. "What was that Sesshomaru-sama?" she asked trembling slightly. "I don't know Rin, but rest assured that you are safe." He said cracking his knuckles. She sighed and rolled over onto her back. She was defiantly reassured.
The sun rose in shades of pink and orange. Rin sat up rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Sesshomaru drank water from the stream. His throat was dry and scratchy. Jaken yawned and blinked his eyes adjusting to he morning light. . Rin sat down next to Sesshomaru and pulled up her skirts to her knees. She stepped into the water and waited. She spotted a trout swimming her way. She smiled and waited some more as he inched his way upstream. She pounced and laughed as the fish flipped and squirmed in her small hands.
After breakfast was eaten and Ah-Uhn's saddlebags were loaded they began they're trek onward. As they continued through the forest the smell of blood grew stronger. Sesshomaru stopped Jaken crashing into his legs. "Jaken, you and Rin stay here." He said walking towards the smell. "It was the blood of a demoness alright, and if I am correct there had been so much lost the creature would surely be dead." He thought
The smell of Naraku was also getting stronger. He came upon a clearing. Sesshomaru parted the branches and bushes and stepped into the clearing. His eyes went wide and he felt like he was going to vomit. He quickly regained his composure and walked over to Kagura's corpse. Her hands were tied above her head. Her raven hair draped around her waist it free of its bindings. Her legs were parted, her inner thighs and nether lips crusted with dark red blood. She lay naked upon the ground her almond shaped eyes closed under a thick line of black eye lashes. If it weren't for the pool of dark red blood she would have looked like she had been sleeping. Then he remembered the cry he had heard before…things clicked into place…
He knelt down to inspect her injuries. She was scratched and bruised. Her body was black and blue from his torturous ministrations. She had been taken against her will. The marks around her wrist showed that she had fought against him as Naraku rode her. He blinked and lowered two fingers to her bitten scratched throat. Her skin was cold. There wasn't even the essence of a heartbeat in her jugular. His tenseiga pulsed. He growled. It pulsed and shook in its sheath. "Fine." He thought drawing the blade. He brought it down upon her mutilated form and slashed away the minions of the underworld.
He stood there for several minutes. She didn't stir. "Maybe she's permanently damaged?" he wondered. Then he heard something that sounded like a mix of a growl and a moan. He knelt down beside her. The blood pooled beneath her had disappeared; the traces of the bruises and scratches disappearing from her milky white skin. She looked like an angel, her black woven silk tresses flowing over her shoulders and breasts pooling near her navel, Her curls hiding her violated womanhood. His eyes trailed hungrily down those silky thighs to the tips of her toes and back again to her twitching eyelids. "It might be best to leave those ropes in place until she calms." He thought remembering her rather…temperamental nature.
She licked her dry lips and opened her eyes. She blinked adjusting to the light and hoping to clear the blurry images. Once they cleared she saw a face. It was the face of a man…"Is this heaven?" she wondered. "Am I dead?" she thought. Then she realized her arms were still tied above her head. She gasped the filthy memories returning. She looked back up to the man staring at her. "Sesshomaru!" she thought swallowing.
She tried to twist and turn to hide her body from him, but it was no use. She was roped and he had seen. "Stop squirming." He ordered. His voice was crackling. "Was that remorse?" she wondered sitting still her cheeks blushing red. He held her wrist with one hand and snapped the ropes with one of his claws. He did the same with the other. She gasped again at the feeling of blood filling the sore appendages. She lay there for a moment, the oxygen filling her shriveled tired lungs. "The air never tasted so good." She said aloud. He cocked his head to one side.
She sat up trying to pull herself together. Her clothes were nowhere to be seen. She let out a dry sob and dug her nails into the ground. The terrible images flashed in her mind. Naraku had grabbed her and pressed on a point at the base of her spine. She remembered everything going black. She awoke finding herself chained to the very tree she leaned upon. He had stripped himself of his clothing forcing her to see his swollen man hood. He smiled evilly at her. Naraku forced himself upon her. He had taken her many times that night…she had put up a hell of a fight…but eventually gave into submission and lay still as he raped her and stole her maidenhood….
She closed her eyes, tears sliding down her cheeks and onto the dry earth. She felt something soft brush against her arms. She looked up to see Sesshomaru. His armor lay upon the ground. His offered his shirt to her. She looked at the ground hoping to hide her shame. She pulled the robe on and tied the obi around her waist. Her fan was gone and so were her feathers. She stood her legs wobbling a bit under her weight. He groaned inwardly. She had no means of transportation, and couldn't walk about in this state. He let out a heavy sigh.
There was no other option but to let her travel with him until they reached a village. It would be dishonorable to let a weak unarmed woman walk about the woods were Naraku could easily find, rape, and kill her again. She leaned upon the tree it supporting most of her weight. She looked so vulnerable…
"Follow me." He ordered. "What?" she asked quietly. "I said follow me." He said walking back towards the path. She took a few steps in his direction. She gasped as her knees gave out and she hit the dirt. He stopped in his tracks and looked behind her. "You aren't going to make this easy are you?" he asked walking over to her. She growled unhappily at him. "You think I'm enjoying this!?" she snapped pushing her self up on her elbows. He groaned and knelt beside her.
He picked her up and slung her over his bare shoulder. He grabbed his armor and slung it over his other shoulder. She was a bit uncomfortable but it was a lot better than sitting in the dirt. They walked for about 8 minutes and came upon Rin and Jaken. "Sesshomaru-sama!" she exclaimed, Jaken's eyes widened in shock. "Rin, Jaken, Kagura will be traveling with us for a day or two until we come upon a human village." He said taking her off of his shoulder. "Ah-Uhn." He called. The dragon came forward and blinked. He set the wind witch upon it's back.
They continued onward into the clearing and past, through and up the mountain paths. Kagura and Rin sitting upon AhUhn's large back. There was plenty enough room, they could both stretch out if they wanted to. Kagura slept most of the way Rin was calm and quite braiding together some weeds and wild flowers she had found. The day was mostly uneventful. They trudged onward through forests and swampy marshes. Kagura only awoke once or twice to shift into a comfortable position or to pull the borrowed kimono tighter around her self.
"We shall camp here for the night." Sesshomaru declared. Rin jumped off of he dragon's back and stretched her legs. She ran to the stream and took a sip of the icy cold water. She smiled and ran back over to Jaken who was un-packing the two-headed creature's saddlebags. "Shall I collect wood for a fire master Jaken?" Rin asked in her sing-song voice. "Yes child, go and be useful." He said scampering about readying the clearing for night would fall soon.
Rin returned with her arms full or branches and sticks. She dropped them down by where the stones were wrapped in a large circle. She arranged the branches and stepped back as Jaken lit them with his ugly staff. Kagura hadn't moved. "She sure does sleep a lot." Rin said staring bright eyed at the woman. "She seems rather useless to me." Jaken said throwing another log upon the fire. Sesshomaru ignored them both. "What could cause her to screech in such a manor?" he wondered.
Rin and Jaken leaned against Ah-Uhn's saddle and dosed. It was kind of cute how they were all snuggled together. Kagura groaned and sat up. She rubbed her head and observed her surroundings. "Where am I?" she whispered pulling the loaned kimono tighter around herself. "In the heart of Ryokotsei forest." He said staring over at her. She groaned sitting up. "There is a stream over there if you wish to freshen up." He said getting up to toss another log onto the fire.
For some reason she didn't want to go completely out of sight from Sesshomaru. She knew there was no reason to be scared, but she was and didn't want to be alone. She knelt by the water and let the kimono drop to her ankles. She climbed into the water and sighed. The water was cold but she didn't care. She reeked off Naraku and. She scrubbed at her skin until it bled. She started to sob. "This damn smell won't come off." She whispered her hot tears dripping into the water.
Sesshomaru silently watched her. This is not the Kagura he remembered. He remembered a cocky, loud mouthed, and temperamental woman. He stepped out from behind the bushes and trees and into her presence. She "eeped" and dove into the water. She was down in the water up to her nose. "I saw you crying." He said coolly. She sighed inwardly and sat up. Her cheeks were tear stained.
She closed her eyes and bowed her head in her shame. In one swift motion he was by her side and had her up in his arms. She looked shocked and scared. "Put me down!" she yelled. He draped his kimono over her shoulders and picked her up once again. "You need to talk about what happened." He said. She looked even more shocked. "You aren't acting anything like yourself." She said squirming uncomfortably. He sighed. "Neither are you." He said. She sighed in defeat. She relaxed a bit and nuzzled her head up to his collarbone.
He gently stroked her hair, which felt like woven silk falling into his long delicate fingers. "Tell me what happened, you are bearing a burden much to big for yourself." He said gently massaging her temple. She poured out her heart into his hands, tears stinging the corners of her eyes at the horrible images flashing in her eyes. He shushed her as her tears rolled down his chest.
Before either of them knew it Kagura was pressed to the ground entwined in a passionate kiss with the man she had drempt about for all of these years. Their tongues danced against each other. "She tastes…tastes…so honey sweet." He thought his hands gently caressing her hips and thighs. His touches were feathery soft and spicy hot…She moaned into his petal soft lips.
There bodies collided and slid into place from they're hot slick passion. He pulled her from his kimono and drank in her feminine beauty. Soon they were both free of their garments. He touched her in the most feminine places…he gently massaged her bud and slid his long finger into her depths to test for her fluids…she was slick with her sweet nectar. He licked her juices from his fingers…they tasted of a rare wine the sweetness teasing his tongue….
It was pure ecstasy… his touches were soft and teasing…gentle and smooth. She leaned to kiss his silk lips tasting hints of herself upon them. He groaned as she pressed against his swollen groin. "Kagura!" he gasped thrusting against her. She writhed against him as he teased her hardened bud. "Yes!" she screamed thrusting against him…she had never know anything but pain. But his feverish touches and licks and nips were driving her completely over the edge….
They lay next to each other dozing gently. The crickets chirped and the locusts hummed. They looked perfect. Her chin melted into his chest…they could have easily been mistaken for Adam and Eve…The sun rose in shades of fuchsia, orange, yellow and gold…all was calm and serene…but one thing was wrong…Kagura was gone…
