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Okay, this is my first NuraMago fic, so I'm really not quite sure of the quality.
WARNING: This chapter have suggestive themes, so for the young readers, I advice you to skip to second chapter. I will give you the overview of the first chapter. I will upload second chapter within 24 hours after the first. AND alert for OOC and grammar mistakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Nurarihyon no Mago
That day, the lad of Nura clan namely Nura Rikuo came out from a shop at the shopping district while grinning widely. He was holding a bag which contained a velvet box which stored a shiny ruby-stoned ring which he planned to use to confess and at the same time propose to his crush. It's been a long time since he realized his feelings towards his childhood friend, Kana. However, because he's too busy with his clan, he didn't have time for engulfing his feeling for her. From the looks of it, he knew that he stands a chance; that's why he asked her to wait for him although he never told for what and she obediently agreed. Well, they were already in university and he thought that she had waited long enough. He chuckled when he imagined her lovely reaction.
Today, the Nura Clan was having a celebration for...something...even he as the Sandaime already not sure of what since his clan, yup, HIS CLAN always searched a reason for celebration. But, today's celebration was actually a pretense of his misery; a celebration for Kana's engagement with someone who was not him. Never appeared to him that she were tired waiting for him; or rather, sick of waiting for him. He remembered how wasted he was after he learned about Kana and Shima were an item until Tsurara slapped some conscious to him.
Flashback
"Waka, please don't be like 's eat," Tsurara approached him.
"Leave me alone Tsurara. I still have my strength left and it's not that I will die if I eat less," Rikuo rebutted, lifeless.
"Everyone worried about you. It's been three months and they will be engaged now. You need to move on,"Tsurara softly patted his shoulder with the aim to comfort him but her words backfired.
He slapped her hands a snapped at her,"WHY! Why she didn't wait for me?! Why did she choose that weakling over me?! Didn't I tell her to wait? I'm the Lord of Pandemonium; I'm greater than..."
Before he could even finish his words, his left cheek received a full blow of Tsurara's palm. He looked at her,shocked. Her eyes flashed in coldness.
"How arrogant of you Waka and yet how childish. We never taught you to be like this and what did you know about Ienaga-san's suffering? From what I saw, you never gave her vivid promises and you never paid any attention to her. Furthermore,you flocked yourself with other girls. What do you think? Did you even consider how insecure she was? What made you into something this worthless?"
Tsurara's cold yet comprehend scolding slapped him toward the reality. In fact, she pointed out his entire fault and how late it was to regain his love.
End of flashback
Although the celebration was all over the place with all his friends were there, he decided to sip only couple cup of saké and going to bed. He did not have any mood to smile and continue his cheerful façade while his heart had been torn to pieces. Thus, he decided to call his day off, by sleeping. Despite all that, deep in his heart, he's really grateful to Tsurara for made him accepted his loss.
Little that he knows that he will regrets his decision.
Tsurara tidied her kimono in front of the mirror. However, her eyes were empty as she didn't bother on how she would look like; after all, all the resident of the mansion already in the dreamland. She remembered how excited Rikuo was when he told her that he wanted to propose to Kana.
She sighed for nth time. She didn't know what to do? Her waka was really depressed with the announcement albeit the party.
She had been crushing on her waka for the longest time already. What she thought to be a motherly affection quickly turned to love as she watched him grown up and became the Lord of Pandemonium. True, she was hurt every time he paid his attention towards Kana and felt glorious whenever he concerned about her. But, this is not what she had wanted. Looking at Rikuo's forced façade was really heartbreaking. If her life could be a substitute for his happiness, she might forsake her life for him.
Tsurara clutched her cloth on the part that covered her chest. She grabbed a bottle of saké and gulped them down in front of her waka's favourite tree.
"Sakura..," she sighed before gulping another round. "What should I do...?" Gulp. "I don't want him to be hurt..." Gulp.
Tsurara felt dizzy and the consequence of gulping a bottle of sake made her head couldn't digest her own thought. She proceeded to Rikuo's bedroom in that condition.
"Tsu..Tsurara! What are you doing?! LET ME GO!"
The girl only smiled while positioned herself to being on top of him. She smiled seductively while looking at his struggle to get out from what bound him; her fear.
"What are you doing Tsurara. Stop this please. You reek of sake. You're drunk aren't you?" Rikuo tried his best to knock some senses to the girl who already untying his obi.
He felt really weak, not only because her touches but also because her fear that bound him. Her voice kind of husky and her face was red. Damn, why he was in his human form of all this time?
"My poor...poor Waka. Although you made a celebration for Ienaga-san's engagement, you are breaking inside. What a cute fool you are Waka," she said seductively while lowering her lips near his ear.
"So, let me, Tsurara, comfort you as your closest aide; with my body" she whispered.
"N..no Tsurara! I order you to stop!" he panicked, like really panicked.
"Don't worry Waka, there's no danger in this. I will not get pregnant with you. Aren't you glad that the fox curse exists? Let me be Ienaga-san substitute okay" she looked at him hazily.
"Tsurara! I'm warning you! Stop!" he felt nauseous with all the fear and reek of saké. There's that but more importantly, this was not right; in many ways.
And that was his last warning that were not been heard by his aide.
"TSURARA!"
The ice maiden sat quietly on the balcony while her hand caressed her swollen cheek. Her face was full of anguish and tears could be seen at the corner of her eyes.
"How can I be so stupid?" she mumbled to herself while her head remembering what happened last night.
Flashback
Slap!
As though she come to her consciousness, she turned to her master with fully shocked eyes.
Rikuo was already on his foot, only his left one while his right one still on the knees. He's panting while his right hand on the air, frozen after he had slapped her. His kimono looked really disheveled results from her earlier action.
He already in his night form although it was too late already since she already done with him before he had fully transformed.
"How could you..." he managed to grasp his breath while his face showed a great anger.
She, as if just got a clasp on what she just done had her face drained from blood. It's surprising for a yuki-onna though since no human will ever thought that their face can be any whiter than they always were.
"Get out!" Rikuo was already on both his foot.
"I...I'm so...sorry waka...I...I.." she tried to plead.
"I said get out. Don't make me more furious than I'm now, don't let me hear your voice, don't let me see your face.." his voice was cold, too cold and his eyes showed a complete hatred towards the snow woman.
She was shocked before broke into tears and ran outside of his room. Thank god everyone had already asleep. She stepped on her room and dropped; lamenting her action to the point she even considering suicide.
End of Flashback
She sighed for hundredth times. Truthfully, she really hated herself, no, she despised herself. She even insulted herself with the insult that every people could give to a cheap woman.
She upped to her feet. She needed to take care of the breakfast above anything else. Any minute now, the mansion would be noisy. She chuckled, her little happiness among her misery.
Rikuo tried to erase the memory of the night out of his head several times. He rummaged his hair that already messy. He hated himself for letting Tsurara for having her way that night when he still loved Kana.
'How could she do that to him? He trusted her for his life and how could she; and having his first time at that? How mortifying can that be?' He was in a state of shock and confusion until now. A part of him wanted to forgive her since she's always by his side but majorly, he wanted to make her pay for what she did.
Nevertheless, that still his first time; her first time too since he felt it and drops of blood on his futon were the best prove. Heck, he's not even a girl to make his first time a big deal. By the way, where the hell was she anyway? He didn't see her for the whole week.
As in cue, he heard a sneaking sound that came from the nearest balcony. There she was, tried to carry blankets in a sneaky way.
"What are you doing, sneaking like a thief?" He appeared behind her unnoticed.
Tsurara looked shocked and immediately turned to the owner of the voice as in respond. "Wa...waka! I just...," then she closed her mouth after realizing that he didn't want to hear her voice.
Rikuo at first confused with her action, began to understand. He exhaled disgustingly before looked at her with annoyed eyes.
"What's the point on following my orders after you disobeyed the important one?" he mocked her. She shrank in guilt before looking him in the eyes.
"I...I'm sorry Waka. I try to not appear before you but I really need to pass this balcony to go to the store. I'm really sorry," she stuttered a bit but managed to get the words out.
However, her action backfired when the Sandaime suddenly grabbed the snow maiden's hair and shoved her face towards him. Rikuo didn't understand it himself. Upon hearing her voice and seeing her face for the first time after a week, he felt longing for the girl. Having been done by the girl, he also had a manly urge towards her.
"I wonder why. My anger still not subsides even after a week and I feel really disturbed up until now," his voice was husky and his eyes were cold.
The girl's trembling in fear. Yes, she was afraid right now. Her master in human form supposed to be kind and cheerful but the man in front of her was nothing like that. Even his youkai form was not like that. She felt a dreadful sense of guilt towards the man. 'Is it her fault?'
Tsurara lowered her head and spoke with a sad voice, "Forgive me Rikuo-sama...I...I'm..," she shot her head towards his.
"I know that even if I apologize, things will not change. I have no excuse for my behavior...I..I will do anything if that can put you at peace," her face looked distress.
Upon hearing Tsurara's words, Rikuo stunted for seconds and his lips forming a smirk prior to changing to his night form.
"Nothing will change Tsurara. I will take your offer and punish you according of my taste," and after whispering the words to her ear, he let go of her hair and dragged her toward his room.
When they reach to his room he pushed her in. She groaned in pain when her hips hit the floor. Before she managed to stand up, he grabbed her head making her unable to do that.
"I will punish you hard. I will let you experience what I had felt that time. I will let you feel what is like to be forced, what is like to be helpless and what is like to be betrayed," his words were cold mixed with anger.
Well, that's the last thing Tsurara could hear before she was totally ravished by the grudging Rikuo.
Exhausted.
That's the words to describe her right now. She remembered when her first punishment ended.
Flashbacks.
He ties his obi and looks at her. " What are afraid of Tsurara? You said it yourself that it is okay since there's the fox's curse?We stop here today. But you better come when I call for you."
She gasped and sat up upon hearing that. "This is not over yet?" She looked at him shocked and at the same time somewhat innocent. He gulps on the sight of her and put on his infamous smirk, "Who said that this will be the one time thing?"
End of Flashback
And that's what happened. After that, he kept calling her everywhere he's fancy of. That the least that he could do to punish her. The most painful thing that he did that broke her heart, tore it apart and busted it to shatters was whenever they did the so-called punishment, he would call, not her name, but the name of his beloved woman; unofficially made the ice-powered youkai the substitute of her.
Nevertheless, except for the thing that they done when there's no one around, their interaction was the same as before, at least she tried to achieve that and he didn't seem to oppose. As long as she could be by his side and protect him, it was enough although her heart and body cried in pain.
Tsurara leaned on a shoji door at the balcony, staring at the serene scenery of the small pond and unblossomed sakura tree. It was evening weekend and many youkai are not in the house. Strange as it seemed, it was really quiet there.
She closed her eyes and slowly drifting to sleep.
Her nice nap was interrupted by a familiar annoying voice.
"Oi Yukinko! What are you doing slacking of here?"
And there he was; an uninvited guest. Automatically a vein popped on her head.
"Shut up Gozumaru! Unlike some useless youkai who only hang out on the roof or mocking people, I'm doing my job properly. Furthermore, if I'm not here, the house will be in chaos," she crossed her arms in front of her chest while smiling triumphly.
At first Gozumaru looked at her in annoyance, then he chuckled and patted her head hard, "Yeah...yeah...whatever...CHIBI!"
"What did you say!" She protested before she also falls into chuckles with Gozumaru. Sometimes, these tiny gestures saved her from her own despair and how thankful she was that Gozumaru still treated her the same even after she rejected him.
"But Yukinko, you really look tired you know. You better take a proper rest and are you sure you doesn't have a fever since your face is too pale even for a yuki-onna," he looked at her worriedly while putting his palm on her forehead, trying to measure her temperature.
"It's true. Although everyone doesn't say it, they notice that you look really exhausted. Even Sodaisho is afraid that a yuki-onna named Setsura will punch his light out if she was to look you like this," Mezumaru who decided to be a bystander earlier chose to jump into the conversation.
"Ehhhh! Am I really that obvious?" she jumped in bewilderment. She never thought that she's so bad in hiding her situation.
Before Gozumaru managed to continue his words, Rikuo materialized himself and grabbed Tsurara from behind.
"There you are Tsurara. I'm looking for you. Didn't I say that you need to pack your things because we will go to the onsen with Kiyotsugu and others?" he said while looking at Gozumaru in irritation.
Rikuo undressed himself and got into the onsen. The temperature was just nice and the cold weather made it perfect. After all, the autumn was reaching. He searched for a suitable spot and sat while spreading his arms on the place that he's leaning. Then his eyes set on a girl who was still inside the room, fidgeting.
"Tsurara, come here. The onsen is great," he invited cheerfully.
Tsurara was considering whether to take off her kimono or not. Her master was acting weirdly in a sense of he's acting like he usually had before the incident happened.
She cannot comprehend what was really happen actually. The last thing she remembered was her master dragged her away from Gozumaru and Mezumaru while talking about onsen trip where she never heard of and Gozumaru gave a 'good' signal to her. The next thing she knew, they already in a room with a small onsen located outside. Of course there's no sign of Kiyotsugu and others. She looked at the Sandaime confusingly. Yup, she didn't understand what he was thinking. For the past month, he had given her supposed to be punishment but she thought there were more severe punishment than that. In addition, didn't that will hurt him more? Considering he would also get tired and doing with someone who he didn't even love. She gasped at her own thought. That mere thought sadden her before it was interrupted by Rikuo.
"Come on Tsurara, the onsen is warm and nice...," before his cheerful face changed into a really cold stare, "...you will pay if you didn't control you fear and froze the whole place."
Everything clicked now. She clenched her teeth and undressed herself. Her master was too kind yet, too cold. Being the one who had been with him since birth, she's sure that he actually wanted to forgive her but his heart rebelled against that decision. He must be really confused and vented it out on her.
It seemed that the punishment was taking place. Suppressing and coating her fear, she got into the onsen carefully. She approached him and sat on him.
"Remember Tsurara, I'm the only one that can do this to you. Don't ever let any man touch you. You're mine understand," he bit her shoulder after saying that.
She didn't know why he was sulking but she just nodded and that made him smile.
She's astonished. That was the first time that he smiled at her genuinely. She squinted her eyes. He's too kind. Although she betrayed him, he still tried to forgive her. Unpredictably, her tears rolled down her cheeks and fall on his.
Stunned, Rikuo looked at Tsurara in confusion. Why was she crying? Was it because he said something weird?
She cupped his cheeks and rested her forehead against his. Her hair brushed his neck and shoulders.
"I'm sorry Waka. I'm really sorry. I...I love you."
Rikuo eyes widen in astonishment and he stared at her as she's trying to stop her tears, flabbergasted.
Rikuo rested his head on the sliding door that separates the room and the onsen. The moon shone brightly and he's looking at it with profound gesture.
He looked at the effeminate face of his closest aid that was sleeping on his lap. Apparently, she's fainted at the onsen and not waking up since then.
Maybe Gozumaru was right. She did look exhausted. Did he push her too hard? He stroked her hair.
He sighed hard and looks at her face. A hint of guilt could be shown at his face. He had tortured this woman to the point of exhaustion and not only that...
"I'm sorry Waka. I'm really sorry. I...I love you."
He covered his face in denial. This was beyond worst. All this time, he'd been calling Kana's name and rambling about the fox's curse was actually a blessing. He had hurt her terribly. Yet, she still always showed her oh so cheerful smile and it's even not a façade.
His train of thought was disturbed when he heard a grunt. She was up.
At first, she just rubbing her eyes while puzzling on where she was before the memory came back to her, hence, she immediately shot up and accidently her head bumped to his chin. In the end, both groaned in pain.
Rikuo snapped his face at her and pushed her down, back to his lap. "Sleep," he ordered.
Tsurara looked at her master in confusion.
"And I'm sorry," he said as he looked at the night sky. Somewhat, Tsurara felt calm and she slowly fall back to sleep. For the first time in the month she had a nice dream; a dream where Rikuo forgave her.
It had been six days since the onsen event Tsurara thought. Since then, Rikuo never called out for her and he acted normal. She was confused with the change of attitude.
'Is Waka forgiving me? No..no..Tsurara. Don't go to the expectant mode. It dangerous,' Tsurara thought while walking along the hallway.
"Oi Yuki-onna, hurry up with the medicine," Kubinashi articulated from a far. It seemed that he just out from Rikuo's room.
"Sorry, I'm on my way," Tsurara ran towards Kubinashi.
"He seems okay. I think, with the medicine and a good night sleep, he will be okay," Kubinashi spoke softly concerned that he would disturb the sleeping Rikuo when Tsurara walked pass him.
She nodded in recognition to Kubinashi, "Thanks. I will give him the medicine. You can just go to sleep," before opened the shoji door of Rikuo's room.
Rikuo suddenly had a fever the day before. Zen said that it was due to stress. Everyone came to the understanding that it was because of his university's coursework. Really, the thing called coursework could be a pain sometimes. Tsurara often heard Kiyotsugu grumbled about them to the group.
"Waka, sorry to disturb you but you need to eat the medicine," Tsurara slowly shook him up. Tsurara didn't open the light since she didn't want Rikuo to be uncomfortable. She just depended on the moonlight that shone through the window to provide some light for her. Rikuo shifted a little before opened his eyes.
Rikuo opened his eyes and the view in front of him was breathtaking. There she was, in her usual furisode and scarf. It's not that different than her normal appearance but the way she tilted her head which made her strains of hair fall on her cheek with the moonlight basked on her figure made Rikuo felt like he saw a fairy in front of him.
"Waka, are you okay?" Tsurara looked worried when Rikuo didn't move after he opened his eyes and she tried to shake him again. Then, Rikuo budged. He sat down and took the medicine that Tsurara handed him. "Since you already took the medicine, you can go back to sleep Waka."
However, before Tsurara managed to exit the room, Rikuo grabbed her wrist, "Tsurara, please stay with me."
For a moment, both of them lost in their own thought before Rikuo suddenly popped an unexpected question, "Nee Tsurara, which do you prefer; the human me or yokai me?"
Tsurara snapped her head towards Rikuo, "Wha..what are you talking about Waka? No one cares about that!"
"Just answer me."
Tsurara tilted her hand while linking her arm, trying to think, "Really,this is a difficult question. I never considered you to be a two different people. But, if I were to choose, I prefer the human you. Probably?"
Her answer seemed to shock Rikuo. He always thought that everyone prefer his yokai side, even Kana was attracted to his yokai side at first. Thus, he voiced it out to Tsurara.
"That's weird. Maybe at first, the higher up seemed to like the idea of you being the full-time yokai but for us who had tended you since you are young, that's barely a case. You as human are kind and warm while you as yokai had the charisma and attitude to lead the clan. Both qualities are important to be Lord of Pandemonium of Nura Clan," Tsurara gave a long length explanation with a serious face which made Rikuo chuckled at the sight.
Hearing his energetic chuckle made Tsurara smiled in triumph and continued, "I like human Waka better. Up to this point, I'm not quite fond of the yokai Waka," which made Rikuo taken aback for a little, "W..why?"
Tsurara glanced at Rikuo before she made an angry face, "That guy is really irritating. He likes to tease me, full of himself and really a flirt...urghh," she commented without realizing that the said guy already changed into his night form.
"Why did you say as if both of us are a different person?" The fully transformed Rikuo tilted his head teasingly.
Tsurara turned her head towards him and blushed furiously, "W...Waka...How can you change?! You really have a good timing? You really a teaser," Tsurara pumped her fists in embarrassment.
They looked at each other eyes before both of them broke into a giggle. Rikuo looked at Tsurara's cherry face. It's been a long time since he saw her like that. A tint of guilt pricked his heart like a needle. But really, for the past month and the half, his train of thought only on the snow woman and his broken heart were long forgotten.
He suddenly cupped the woman's cheek and closed himself towards her. His eyes set on her luscious lips before covered them with his.
The kiss was long and full of yearning. They broke off to get some air with Rikuo's forehead rested on hers.
"I want you Tsurara," he said hoarsely.
"But you're sick Waka," she tried to deny, but she admit, that's not convincing at all. She had been caught by the kiss, her first kiss. It was an irony since for the past months, they never kissed.
"Please.."
For some reason, this is embarrassing. Who is the pervert who made this..*sigh*I wonder if the readers understand what is Tsurara's punishment. Whatever it is, please review. You can shoot me and hope I'm not dead.