***** I don't own anything to do with Inuyasha. Wish I did :p *****

(Naraku X Byakuya) Can Byakuya break free from Naraku? How will his stalker complicate things? Rated M for Non-Con, taboo themes, violence, and language. This Story was formally known as Top Side.

(A/N: There is going to be a lot of dark smut in the beginning of the story. Again you've been warned. Everybody else bear with me it will get better and make more sense later. Read and Review please.)

Many thanks to theunlovingdead for being my first Beta and teaching me how to transform my story! I owe you so much for being so kind and inspiring.

**Narakus' view**

These boring ass meetings always killed Naraku. The clock seemed to be ticking in reverse. Burnt coffee scented the room irritating his nostrils. He was supposed to be at home relaxing by now. They should have been able to handle the matters of the budget for the upcoming gala alone. He shouldn't have to hold their hands. It wasn't long before he found his mind hopelessly slipping away.

They were in one of the smaller board rooms that was hardly ever used. The main board room was under construction. A pipe in the ceiling exploded and flooded the room. There was copious amounts of water damage and more bills he'd have to review.

Two of the bumbling idiots responsible for getting this horribly cramped room eyed him from the end of the table. Anaka wearing a blue tailored suit, with arms that were way to short. And Owaka a morbidly obese man, currently eyeing the last bagel on the table. He wanted to tell him to just eat the damn bagel already. He was two bites away from a heart attack anyway.

Hinata and Kefu were the only two that didn't disappoint him as much. They'd gone up earlier and had delivered what he'd expected. They were twins who liked to do everything together, but look alike. Hinata colored his naturally black hair dark brown while Kefu were glasses, that Naraku was sure were for just fashion.

"We wanted to make sure that it was acceptable to buy the…" A short, bleached-blond woman, who was part of the board, dawdled on.

Her cleavage sat beautifully almost invitingly, in her low cut blue dress top. And her thick lips were forming what seemed to him, to be alluring come ons as she spoke. What the fuck was wrong with him. He could never stop thinking about sex… until today. Right now at least… as Hoisin, another partner on the board, stood to take her place. The only thing he could focus on right now was the incredibly horrible looking hair implants Mr. Hoisin was wearing. Hair line receding in a most peculiar way in the shape of a crescent moon but at a strange angle. He was sure that if he aligned his hand just right his thumb and index finger would map it perfectly.

Could this man really be serious right now? They could all tell that the implants were fresh and new. He should have worn a hat or made up an excuse to not show up for the meeting today. There seemed to be a tiny infection going on in the middle. His scalp was inflamed and flaking. Obviously self-conscious about it or perhaps sick of Narakus open stares he cleared his throat and Naraku was brought back to reality about two minutes after he'd finished speaking. Fuck it he couldn't concentrate.

"Turn in the quarterly reports in two weeks. The plans sound great. Meeting adjourned."

There weren't any further comments other than 'The plans sound great.' And that seemed to leave them confused. He knew that his shortness would inspire them to do better than this. Or perhaps it was that he dropped a compliment in the first place. He took another quick look at Hoisin and shook his head as he left the room. The other heads in the room turned to glare at Hoisin as if whatever had happened had been his fault. He could only shrug in his confusion.

Back at home at last. He acknowledged his wife in passing and dropped his brief case in the bedroom. He walked into the bathroom, undoing his cuffs as he walked. The jacuzzi tub sat in a separate window area, where the shower could be seen through a glass brick wall, and granite countertops continued on the bath surround. He cut the water on and took a seat on the surround. Naraku felt unpleasantly drained as he undressed to dip into steaming water. Hair pulled up into a ball he dipped down to the chin. The water seemed to absorb the tension from his body. The earlier annoyance he'd felt was being steadily drifted away, with each second spent. He hadn't wanted to install a jacuzzi that was going to be too large. He wanted it to be spacious and still very comfy. He could fit a couple other people in if he wanted. That thought alone made him feel a bit lonely. Of course he could always ask his wife to join, but it wasn't her body he wanted next to him. He grabbed his cellphone on the side table near his tub and stared at it for just a moment before he dialed his number. It only took two rings for the other person to answer.

"Meet me at the Love hotel on Hue Ave. Room 984" Was all he said before he hung up. Then placed the phone back on the table to stare out of the window. It wouldn't be long before dusk.

**Byakuyas' view**

It was night time when he arrived to the hotel where Byakuya was supposed to meet him. It wasn't a huge hotel, but it was very private. It was at least an hour's drive away from town. He could feel himself straining against his pants already, before he could even use the key card to open the door. The room was simply furnished. The right wall was formed by two giant windows. An adjustable flat screen was attached to the furthest wall, along with another very large window. Moonlight filled the room, along with the smell of sandal wood.

Byakuya was asleep on the king sized bed against the left hand wall, when he finally entered. It had been a while since Naraku had last seen him asleep. He had such an erotic feminine beauty when he was unconscious. Naraku removed his coat and laid it across the arm of the white sofa next to the door.

Seeing him sleep so peacefully hit a soft spot in his heart. He gently got onto the bed careful not to wake him yet. His long porcelain neck was exposed in the dark green kimono we was wearing. Naraku could tell there wasn't anything else under the kimono and that made him harder. He trailed soft kisses down his neck. Byakuyas soft even breathing eased into soft moans as he began to stir. He turned on his back slowly as he steadily awakened. The spider yokai captured his lips softly, tangling his hands in his silky raven hair.

"Did you wait long?" Naraku smiled down at Byakuya, already knowing the answer.

"You know damn well I've been here for hours waiting for you!" Byakuya tried to sit up before being pushed back down to the mattress.

"I'll make it up to you."

Naraku pulled open the young yokais' kimono revealing the body he had been lusting for all day. The boy turned a pretty shade of pink that Naraku was accustomed to.

Byakuya gave a little yelp at being disrobed. The cool air biting at his nipples. Naraku had never undressed him before, but at the same time he had never exactly worn a kimono for him before either. He noticed the boy did his best not to fidget to much as the older man observed his body. Toned though slightly muscled he couldn't have been more than a buck fifty max.

"Why are you just staring?" The moth yokai managed to squeak out as he focused his attention on the window across the room. It was snowing again outside.

"Why are you in such a rush? Do you have plans?" The spider yokai began to undress.

Unbuttoning his own shirt for the very first time since they had been sleeping together. Byakuya turned fifty shades of red watching him. He hid his very prominent erection with the pile of silk of his kimono. Naraku knew exactly what strings to pull to appease the young yokai.

"You didn't answer my question." He was working on his belt now as he stood from the bed.

Sliding the last straps of clothing from his body revealing his own hardness to the boy. Lust and then a slight cringe passed over the youths face for a split second. The spider frowned at the slight almost unnoticeable response.

"Do you not want this?" Naraku almost demanded to know. Open fear replaced everything else on the boy's face.

"I-I do." He was almost shaking now. Naraku had unintentionally released his yokai energy at the thought of being denied.

"Do you fear this?" The older demon turned the youths gaze toward him. He didn't answer him again. The moment continued for what seemed like eternity.

"I want it but…" He removed the spiders hand from his cheek choosing his words carefully, focusing on the rain that had begun to patter at the window. "You're always forceful with me!" He closed his eyes and tilted his head forward.

"Why?!" Naraku felt his heart breaking. He couldn't see his eyes but he knew he was crying.

"You only ever fuck me… is that what I am to you? Just a toy?" If Naraku had been human he would never have heard his last comment. "I endure all this to be close to you… but is this… what you do to me… "He clenched the silk in his lap as he began to tremble. "I don't understand…"

Naraku eyes softened as he pressed his lips to Byakuyas to cease his senseless chatter. He wouldn't answer his questions. He didn't need to do that. He took his time with foreplay being sure that the tension had finally left the beautiful man under him. Byakuyas moaning was intoxicating. He lightly traced the boy's belly button with his tongue and continued downward. The young yokai practically turned into a statue.

"Relax" Naraku instructed before taking him into his mouth.

The smell of his sex filled his nostrils. The younger yokais erection was smaller than his own. And he had never done this before but he had seen it done plenty of times. He would figure it out. He let Byakuyas moans guide him. It didn't take long before he heard him crying,

"Stop! I-I'mm… ahhh… unh…about to cum!" Desperate hands pushed against Narakus shoulders. His muscles began to coil on themselves.

"Stop please!" Naraku pinned his hands to his stomach using his left hand and used his right hand to pump him more as he focused on the head.

"Kami!" The warm body under him jerked slightly as he came into Narakus' mouth. Squirming and shuddering under his touch. He was slightly surprised and swallowed after taking the time to taste it.

"I've never had that done to me before." Byakuya managed to breathe out heavily.

"I've never done it before. Now we're even." Naraku sat up next to him on a body pillow. He dragged the flushed now confused boy next to him.

"Your cum is sweet." He smirked deciding to do that again. Byakuya hit him with a pillow.

"Don't say such embarrassing things!" Naraku intercepted the next blow.

"Well it is!" He stood up and headed towards the shower.

"Wait!" Byakuya grabbed his wrist. "What about your pleasure? Aren't you going to take me?" Byakuya brows knitted together.

Naraku held his cheek in his hand. "Is that what you want?"

Redder than he had ever been before Byakuya didn't have to tell him. His simple little game had reeled him in.

"We can do that another time. I had almost forgotten that I have to take Kagura to that dinner tonight." Pure hatred crossed the boy's face like he had never seen before. And then it was replaced again by his calm and cool demeanor for only two seconds. Naraku raised a brow and was slightly amused.

"You have me wait here all evening and then you … you do that to me… make me feel this way and then you leave. Leave to go to her?!"

A sigh escaped the spider yokai as he gave up on the hope of not arguing. "It's important." He slid the door open to the bathroom.

"It's always important!" He heard a crash sound against the door he had just slid closed. "I wish you were dead!" That one struck a nerve and made him irritated.

"What would you have me do? She just got the job as senator and she needs me to be there! I will make this up to you. Anything you want I will give that to you. Just name it." Naraku was at a loss for what to do at the moment. He just knew that he didn't have time to debate the matter further.

"You're a liar. You can't give me what it is I want." Byakuyas bed hair only made him look more enticing.

"Name it." Naraku yelled over the shower.

"Spend next week with only me." Naraku paused in the middle of soaping himself up.

"That's unreasonable." And he continued rinsing himself.

Even going so far as to triple shampoo his mane so that his scent wouldn't be on him.

"Then this weekend. You can surely spare two days for your lover." That made Naraku throw the shower curtain back. With one last sigh he gave in to what Byakuya wanted.

"First off don't say it like that. You're very special to me. Every time you use that card with me I feel like punching you in the face. Stop it. Saturday and Sunday are yours. Okay? And make sure you shower and wear the dining suit I got you." Byakuya jumped into the shower with Naraku and held him close. Being sure to re-contaminate everything that had been cleaned.

"Really!?" Naraku fake laughed as he turned the boy towards the wall.

"Well while you're here." He said seductively as he readied Byakuya for entrance. Only this time, he was sure to be slightly gentle as he fucked him against the wall. "I love you Byakuya".

Byakuya awoke with a start. Sitting up and looking around himself for Naraku. Tears forming at realizing it had only been a dream. He was covered in sweat and his own cum on his belly. Naraku hadn't showed up last night as he promised him. It was his birthday … the least he could do was be there with him.

He had sent a text earlier basically pleading for him to spend the weekend with him earlier today. He was supposed to take him out to dinner then meet here. Byakuya had ended up being stood up and waiting here alone. Picking his phone up to call he silently berated himself. 'He's still not answering his phone, huh?' He threw his phone across the bed and put his clothes back on to leave.