Disclaimer: Don't own InuYasha, or this world would be a dark and angsty place...
This isn't necessarily a new story, just one that's been edited so I could have it posted here on fanfiction. Please be warned that there is ADULT THEMES in this story. There is also ANGST, BLOOD, GORE, and many other evil mean and nasty things that I shall fore warn you about. If you DO NOT like these kinds of stories, then I ADVISE you NOT to read this story. I will not take responsibility for ignorance because obviously you can read..A Prisoner to his passion
By Miztikal-DragonShe didn't know how long she had been there, but there was a good chance of it being for more than a few months. Rin had never thought that something like this could happen to her. The heavy cold metal rubbed uncomfortably against her reddened and sore wrists, she had tried countless times to squeeze her tiny hands through the chains, but it was no use, her restraints still held her captive.
Her waist length hair was once placed up in an elegant bun, now was hanging carelessly tossed about down her shoulders; her bright blue eyes hidden behind her ebony locks of now dirty and dry hair. How had this happened? Hugging her knees as best she could the young woman no older than eighteen summers sat on a small pile of coarse hay that had been put there as a make shift bed. She was being held prisoner, locked away in a far away castle in the Northern Lands; kidnapped from her very bedroom late one night.
The silent tears rolled down her pale cheeks as she glanced down at her torn and practically destroyed silk nightgown. She had been asleep in her warm bed, dreaming dreams of spending the rest of her life with her prince charming, the man or as I should say the Youkai she loved. Rin had been ecstatic that her parents wanted her to wed the young heir to the Western Lands, but fairy tales always come with their major downfalls don't they?
The dungeon that she was currently locked in was a dark gray, the cement cylinder blocks that towered around her making a small jail cell made her feel like she was in one of those overly done romance novels; the one's that she spent countless hours indulging herself in. Those enticing action scenes, the main plots of how a woman has surpassed her trials and tribulations. Rin too would be free; she had every hope that her prince charming would come save her from this hell that had been dished out onto her plate of life. The rusty chains that held her hands in their clutches were long enough so the young maiden could move around her cell, but that was about it. They were attached to the wall and even the strongest Youkai had the hardest time trying to break the enchanted binds.
Rin didn't know why he had to do this to her, for she had no idea that he had taken a liking to her so long ago. Her captor was a scary lord; one of high power, cunning, and had a pretty bad reputation for a hanyou of his stature. Naraku, with his blood red eyes and his long jet black hair that would give even the most brave of men blood curdling nightmares, had taken a liking to the princess of the Eastern Lands. He had "fallen in love" with her unique attitude, the mouth watering curves of her yet still adolescent body. His jealousy had flared when he saw her dancing with the eminent Lord Inutashio's eldest son Sesshomaru during a harmless gathering that took place every year between the four lands. Eastern, which belonged to the humans; the Western, which was ruled fearlessly by the disintegrating numbers of the charming and elegant Inu Youkai's. The Southern lands which was ruled by the Kitsune's, with their great knowledge in the arts of deceit. And finally the Northern; which belonged now to Naraku.
Everything had been going splendidly, and Rin had not a care in the world as the young Inu Youkai, Sesshomaru held her closely in his arms. The bright amber color of his cold yet intriguing eyes glimmering with the lights of the crystal chandelier's hanging from the ceilings of the enormous sized ballroom, she had been in heaven. Her mind clouded over with that night's events, all the laughter that she and her prince had shared; all the innocent yet tantalizingly hot touches they experienced. It had all been like a dream, his tender kisses that were filled with such passion that made her weak in the knees. The way his long and elegantly kept silver hair curtained over the both of them when they disappeared from the ballroom and to the garden, where they had taken an unsuspecting tumble to the ground. Yes, love was in the air.
She came crashing back into the harsh reality of where she was when a cold laughter could be heard from the other side of the dark and damp dungeon. He was there watching her like the bird of the night, stalking her as if she were his prey. Rin glanced up at him, a scowl on her angelic face as she glared angrily at him, their eyes locking in a heated staring match. The smile that pursed his lips seemed to grow at the expression on her face, he was coming to make her succumb to him, but she would never do that; not while Sesshomaru was out there somewhere. The hanyou's purplish robes fluttered eerily as he walked gracefully over to her cowering yet, rigid form.
"It is good to see you are still alive my pet." He said sweetly, yet filled with a malicious tone.
Not answering, she flipped the young lord the middle finger and snarled as he came closer to her. Rin had lost her careless exterior. She had been close to loosing just more than her personality by the ways of torture that the man in front of her was lusting to do. As he kneeled down face to face with her, his sharp eyes roaming over her less than appropriately covered body, Rin's hand lashed out on reflex to angrily swipe across his face, but Naraku had already foretold her actions and grabbed her petite wrist in his long talon like claws. He drew his face closer to hers, his hot heavy breath blowing on her neck causing her to shudder in disgust.
Naraku tsked her teasingly as he gently ran his other hand through her hair making the young maiden flinch at his touch. His evil smirk couldn't get any wider and the plans that he had for this angel were well worth the two-month wait. Licking his lips, the hanyou released his hold from Rin and climbed onto his feet, brushing off his robes as if they had been dirtied by her mere appearance. Closing his eyes momentarily, Naraku cleared his throat and looked down at his long claws.
"Rin my dear," he cooed, "don't worry your pretty little head about anything. Once the sun sets tonight you will be mine for the taking…"
"I will never be yours!" she growled spitting on Naraku's shoes. "Sesshomaru will come for me! Just you wait and see when he kicks your butt for kidnapping me you selfish bastard!"
His eyes narrowed menacingly as a disgusted look over came his flawless features. After the invasion he had planned for the Western Lands, there would be no Sesshomaru to save her, hell there wouldn't be any Inu Youkai's left once he was through with their pathetic and inferior race. On the contrary, he himself had taken a liking to the infamous Rin Taber; princess to the Eastern lands at first sight, but what he wanted was the destruction of the only family that would get in his way of a hostile take over.
The bright drops of his crimson blood sprayed from the wound that his brother inflicted onto his body. The almighty Sesshomaru had lost his cool composure when word got out that the one woman to make him feel alive was abducted right out of her very bed while she slept. The Inu Youkai angrily swiped at the younger boy with long silver hair, who was at a most disapproving advantage. They clashed swords as they fought for dominance, Sesshomaru fighting for release of all his pent up anger, and InuYasha for his life. Pushing against the sharp metal blade as it dug into his tough skin, Sesshomaru growled as he shoved his half brother back into a near by wall, sending him crashing to the ground.
"Next time, stay out of my way half breed." Sesshomaru said coldly as he strolled passed the limp form of the Inu-hanyou he had just been fighting.
There were plenty of cuts and open wounds that currently were healing on his body, but he didn't care. The usually somber Inu Youkai had business to attend to and he wouldn't be stopped in his pursuit. Maids and other servants scurried sacredly out of his way, not wanting to have the same fate as the few other's who had unsuccessfully tried not even an hour before; nor the one's that had suffered a slow and painful death when Sesshomaru had first found out of his misfortune.
His long silver hair fluttered at his side as he walked less than calmly down the long and empty hallways that would lead him to his father's throne room. Sesshomaru was making it a priority to send soldiers out to save this human girl, no matter what he would get his way. He wouldn't rest until he did, he couldn't rest until he had his princess back in his arms again. As he neared the room, the scent of a frightened woman came from behind him and him being the mighty Sesshomaru, ignored the woman as she passed him easily.
It was a gypsy woman from the material of her clothing, but how she was able to get passed the guards was very suspicious indeed. Her green skirt was tied lazily at her waist hugging her hips, exposing the green undergarments underneath. Her top was that of something Sesshomaru had never seen in his life; the grass green color was soft on the eyes, yet it stuck to her body like a second skin, one of the sleeves clutching to her shoulder blade as the other cascaded down her arm and flaring open like a priestess' garment would. Her long ebony locks of hair reminded him of his precious Rin, but the gypsy's had a more wavy wild tone to it.
His sensitive ears could hear her raspy intake of air as she panted from her breath taking run, and the jingle of the bell anklet that was tied loosely to her one of her ankles. She held some type of spiritual power within her and Sesshomaru could feel it radiating off of her. Walking into the room a few seconds behind her, the Inu Youkai saw the gypsy woman bowing like a servant to his father Inutashio; the ruler of the Western Lands himself looking pretty shocked to see such a rouge woman in his presence. Sesshomaru stayed quiet as the woman began to speak, her small voice boomed throughout the enormous room, but the only thing that mattered was what the human had to say.
"My lord!" she said out of breath, not looking upon the man with snowy silver hair; his long elegant robes shimmering in the bright candlelights that lit the room. "I am Kagome Higurashi! A young gypsy, exiled from the Eastern lands. I have come on a premonition about the young maiden who was kidnapped from her castle and I have come a long way to inform you of this."
Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed as he stepped up to the young woman on her hands and knees. She had regained her breath and now glanced up hesitantly at him, her face a blank yet fearful expression. He loomed over her, his amber eyes boring holes, a silent growl emitting from his pursed lips.
"You have come here and wasted time for both of us just on a premonition!" he growled angrily. "Wench, we would never need the help of a gypsy such of your stature. You best be on your way and leave this kingdom this very moment before I have you escorted in pieces because of the rubbish you spew from your foul mouth!"
"I beg your pardon, but my premonitions are never wrong!" she cried aloud climbing to her feet.
Normally Inutashio would stop this transaction because his son was more likely to attack the young maiden, but other more important matters had pressed his mind. The Northern Lands were said to be waging a war, an invasion and he had to get the problem solved before any more of his people lost their lives. Getting up from his throne, the Inu Youkai Inutashio left the room and quickly went to the war room so he could plan out just how he was going to deal with this new ordeal.
Sesshomaru glared angrily at this "gypsy" woman, he hadn't noticed it at first, but something wasn't quite right with her. It was as if the look on her face was fake, as if it wasn't really her face at all. His eyes narrowed suspiciously as the Inu Youkai took a step forwards; this woman's human aura should have been sensible, especially with his nose, but there was nothing there.
"Just who are you supposed to be gypsy woman." It was more of a demand, but it didn't really matter.
She didn't reply but smirked as she brushed herself off and headed out of the room, something in her stride was familiar and when he sniffed the air, it was polluted with one scent; the scent of Naraku. Growling angrily, Sesshomaru had 'Kagome' pinned roughly against the wall, his long claws digging into the flesh of her throat. His eyes were ablaze and he wasn't going to spare this wench anything, there was no meaning to the word mercy when you messed with him.
He didn't know what was happening, and why his emotionless mask had slipped so, but he no longer cared; he wanted the answers and he wanted them now. Showing the human his poison claws as they cracked, he tightened his grip on her, drawing blood. He was losing his patience and if she didn't give him what he wanted, this woman would be no more.
"Wench!" he snarled angrily. "Whoever the fuck you are, it would be in your best interest to tell me what you know about the whereabouts of Rin! Don't lie to me because I will know and will kill you without hesitation!"
The next couple of minutes were surprisingly a blur to the Inu Youkai. First he had pinned this woman to the wall threatening her with her death and the next, he was being effortlessly tackled to the ground by his hanyou brother, InuYasha. On the way to the marble floor, Sesshomaru managed to let out an angry roar, then impaling with something hard and not the floor.
The two dog demons fought against each other, their sharp claws slicing their formal robes, digging into the other's tough skin as the mixture of their blood sprayed against the white walls and the floor. All the mean while Kagome smirking evilly as she crossed her arms over her chest and watched them tear the other into shreds.
'This is going better than Planned,' she thought mentally laughing at the two brothers. 'They will kill each other and I will finally be able to get out of this costume. Being good doesn't really suit me.'
Pulling out the sword, Tokijin, from its sheath, Sesshomaru swiped it against his brother's chest causing a deep wound to appear and sending InuYasha toppling to the floor in a heap of blood. Putting the tip of Tokijin to the hanyou's neck as Sesshomaru's eyes began to bleed red, he was beyond pissed now and if InuYasha wasn't careful he literally would become minced meat.
"Don't interfere with things that don't concern you hanyou," Sesshomaru growled venomously. "I will not hesitate to kill both you and that human over there in the blink of an eye. So do not test me!"
A sadistic laugh rang throughout the two men's sensitive ears and they both glanced over to the gypsy woman who currently resided in their father's throne. An evil smile plastered to her full lips, her legs drawn carelessly over the side, and her eyes gleaming deadly with a malicious intent. Removing the blade from his brother's throat, Sesshomaru was most annoyed by this woman and snarled as he pointed his weapon to the woman.
"Human, I suggest you take my offer or death will befall you, you pathetic excuse for a human, none the less a being of this world!" He warned.
"I think the mean ol' Sesshomaru needs to be taught some manners," Kagome laughed as she twirled her finger's effortlessly in the air drawing an invisible picture. "But I have news for you dog boy!" she paused looking almost insightful before she climbed to her feet draping her hands over her chest. "You will not see Rin ever again. Now, as I speak the eminent Lord Naraku is having his way with the pathetic young maiden. There's nothing that you can do about it and I have come to make sure and take the bittersweet taste of victory as I slay you and all the trash that lives in this kingdom."
Sesshomaru was upon Kagome again, Tokijin drawn out, his eyes lost in hatred; he had snapped and now this "gypsy woman" would die. It unnerved him that this woman was not afraid of him, but it didn't matter. He was about to make the blow that would end this woman's tyranny, when the throne room's doors burst wide open, followed by an angry growl that of a woman with immense power radiating off her form.
"KIKYO!" the woman screamed, her chest heaving up and down and her deep chocolate eyes burning with fury.
This woman must have been the gypsy because InuYasha looked horrified as he switched his gaze from one woman to the other. They were exact twins, but it was as if they were exact opposites. This new woman's long ebony locks of hair cascaded down to her lower back, the skin tight midnight blue and revealing dress that she wore showed off her slightly spasming muscles. Her finger's her were clenched into fists, the air was thick with evil intent.
"It's nice to see you are still alive," Kikyo said almost regretfully. "I see that you have made it passed the demons that were sent to destroy you, how unfortunate for me."
"You will pay for slaying my kin! I will tear you limb from limb for stealing my body and using it as if I were the one who helped in the aide of kidnapping my Princess!" Kagome spat.
"Bad news little gypsy trash," Kikyo cooed as her body transformed to reveal her true from, her dead eyes filled with a sadistic mirth. "But none of you will be leaving this castle. You will all die before you can even try to save yourselves! So say goodbye and be prepared to greet the netherworlds as you die and are cast aside to the very depths of hell!"
Sesshomaru rolled his eyes and was about to attack yet again, but was greeted by a bright light as the room around him began to disintegrate. He could hear laughing as well as the screaming of InuYasha for the real gypsy woman known as Kagome. The Inu Youkai could smell the scent of countless amounts of people's blood, they were being carelessly massacred. The room around him and his brother began to spin as the tiles from the ceilings crashed to the ground. The clattering of dishes breaking, candles falling to the ground and the roar of fire as it quickly spread throughout the room, they were all going to die and Sesshomaru couldn't move his body; he was frozen in place. And as the room began to dull and his mind was struggling to hold onto consciousness one thing and one thing only crept onto his mind and with the last of his strength Sesshomaru whispered..
"I'm sorry I couldn't save you Rin, I'm so sorry."
His clawed hands traveled lavishly down her body, he had been waiting so long to feel the texture of her skin; it was so enticing. Willing or not, Naraku would have his way with her. Either way the frightened young maiden beneath his body would be his. His long black hair curtained over their faces hiding them from view as his head lowered to hers. Normally she would fight against his touch, but he had fixed it to where she couldn't move; Kikyo's concoction was working like a charm.
Naraku smiled as Rin's eyes widened in horror, she knew exactly what he was going to do to her. His long claws leisurely traveled up Rin's shoulders, gingerly touching her exposed skin, pulling down what was left of her nightgown. For him everything was going according to plan; the Western Land's invasion was a success and Kikyo had given word that Inutashio and his human wife were no where to be found. That the hanyou InuYasha and Inu Youkai Sesshomaru had been trapped inside the ruins of what used to be their castle.
Capturing her lips in a demanding kiss, Naraku forced his tongue into the depths of her mouth. She cried out in shock, letting out a muffled scream as she felt the cloth of her silk nightgown being torn from her body. His hands quickly went to work touching her round breasts, pulling her nipples between his claws all the while he could feel his manhood swell in pleasure. Removing his lips from her mouth, Naraku slowly trailed hot open-mouthed kisses down Rin's neck and to her chest where he licked the tanned bud, swirling his foul tongue against her creamy skin.
Rin may not have been able to move her body in protest, but she could feel every little touch of the hanyou's fingers and in all honesty she wanted to vomit and drown herself in the foul bile from her stomach. At least that would be a better fate than letting this beast steal her innocence. Biting back her tears, she tried to keep her mind on the positive side; Rin believed with all her heart that Sesshomaru was out there trying to find her, trying to save her. Her breath hitched in surprise as Naraku's gruesome lips left her breasts and began to steadily move downwards towards her nether regions.
'Help!' her mind screamed out into the abyss of her inner thoughts, 'Sesshomaru please save me from this hanyou! I need you Sesshomaru! Please do not abandon me! Do not let him steal what is rightfully yours! SESSHOMARU!'
He dipped his eager tongue into her navel as his claws quickly discarded the young princess' undergarments where he stared at the luscious mound between her legs; it was marvelous! Licking his lips excitedly, Naraku easily parted Rin's legs and lowered his head to her maidenhood, inhaling deeply as he came in contact with her curly black pubic hair.
"Please stop!" Rin cried out, still unable to move her limbs.
He chuckled, answering her fruitless plea by plunging his tongue deep within her lips, her loud scream filling the enormous room. This was only the beginning of his relentless torture to her maiden body; destroying the inner being that once was the all around lovely and beautiful Princess.
The Western castle had been destroyed; many people had lost their lives to fight against the sudden attack that had taken place right in the garden. Naraku and Kikyo had mysteriously been able to sneak hundreds upon thousands of their Youkai into Inutashio's land without any notice and left them devastated. The queen, Izayoui, had been found unconscious hidden in an underground tunnel, Inutashio himself had lost his life slain by an unknown source of purifying power. InuYasha and Kagome were found after a day of searching, the hanyou had protected the young gypsy with his body and she had only received a few bruises and a couple of cuts; while InuYasha suffered from a broken arm, couple of cracked ribs and his left ear split. Sesshomaru on the other hand was never found. Throughout the wreckage, everyone searched for days, until about a month had passed and everyone presumed him dead. InuYasha's mother died a few days after Inutashio's funeral, people say a broken heart can kill you, and for her it did.
However, even if they had thought that Sesshomaru was gone, it didn't make it the truth. InuYasha may have become the temporary ruler of the Western lands, but he himself knew that his brother was alive, and as much as he hated to say it there was that deep feeling in his bones that something bigger than the invasion was coming.
There wasn't much that he could do now that he was missing an arm. It wasn't as painful as losing the one he loved, but it would grow back in due time. His long silver hair fluttered in the wind as he gazed upon the Western lands, somehow he had found himself lying out in the forest when he came to. How he got there from his father's throne room was a mystery, though all that matter is that he was alive and he was going to take his revenge upon Naraku. Sighing heavily, Sesshomaru ran his finger's through his long mane of hair and began to walk calmly back towards his kingdom. He was too exhausted to use his demonic speed and it would be at least one night before he could get back to the castle with the speed in which he was walking at.
He wasn't angry anymore, no not angry just vengeful. The Inu Youkai was effortlessly plotting out the ways that he was going to slaughter that bastard of a hanyou once he got his hands on him. There was no mercy when it came to his beloved Rin. Nobody would ever lay a harming hand on her when Sesshomaru was on the clock and he was going to make sure of that. The blades of grass crunched silently underneath his bare feet; how he had no shoes was also a mystery, but what the unnerving thing about everything was that the almighty Sesshomaru had somehow lost his shirt and his pants had tears and holes just about everywhere.
The sun would set soon, but he would not rest. Plans of future attacks that would take place raced through his mind he needed to think of a way that he could save his precious Rin from anymore harm that could have already befell his love. Just thinking about the many possibilities of what Naraku could being doing to his woman made the Inu Youkai's blood boil and he felt a renewed power flowing throughout his body as he took off into the skies; a faster than the speed of light pace would get him home in less than an hour.
E/N: This story is originally a one-shot; however, I will be making it shorter and more as the editing process continues... Almost all of the sex scenes will be edited out to save my behind, but their "unedited" sisters will be hosted on alternative sites... Thank you.-Krystal-