I do not own Inuyasha nor any of the characters aside from Kaia and Haru. Lemon is in this story. Readers discretion is advised. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

My first day starting as Naraku's mistress was quite difficult. I was to cater to Naraku's every need and he certainly didn't make anything easy. I had never stepped foot in a kitchen before in my life, until he ordered me to make him breakfast. I had to remake steamed rice 10 times because I kept burning it.

"You insolent fool!" He spat it out in my face. "This is disgusting! How can you burn something that is steamed! Make it again!" After burning my hands through the many times I had to make it, I finally made a decent bowl of rice and miso soup. I was still scared to bring it to him because even though it was decent enough for me, it wouldn't be for Naraku. He was used to perfectly made gourmet meals. I awaited for his scolding and harsh remarks, but they never came. Instead he pat by head, as a parent does their child. Or more like an owner does for their dog. I was more than positive that he is treating it as the latter. Over time I came to cherish those pats on the head so dearly. His actions were kind but I knew there was a darkness that lingered behind his eyes. The image of blood stained floors would replay in my dreams, but with each frightening nightmare, came the warm embrace of Naraku's chest.

Out of all the daily routines, I enjoyed brushing his hair the most. It made me feel girly. I did not have beautiful hair of my own to brush. It was always put back into a ponytail and is barely long enough to be in that. What I enjoyed the most about brushing his hair, was how it reminded me of my mother. It made me feel like my childhood day's aren't quite over yet. Of course, when I start having to do the cooking and cleaning or whatever task Naraku goes and has me do, brings me back into reality.

"You are to never leave my side, understand." My cheeks reddened at his demand and my heart fluttered with happiness. I shook my head in compliance with his demand. I would remember this day always. That was the last order I received from him before he disappeared.

On the night of a full moon, was the first time that I ever felt lost. Naraku had not given me any orders during the day. Slaves don't have a day off so I did not understand his reasoning. I wasn't going to voice my confusion aloud for I knew what consequences would come if I spoke out of turn to my master. As if to make me feel like a chicken with its head cut off, he disappeared. I was scared. I searched the castle and asked the other keepers of the house of his whereabouts, but none had the answer. It was not my place to worry, but I did anyways. Naraku is my protector, my guardian, my comfort. To a girl so young, he was my everything. I had several chances to escape the castle ground but my heart wouldn't let me. I needed Naraku. I did not realize that I depended so much on him, until he was not around.

A week had passed since Naraku was nowhere to be found. I went along with my daily chores that I thought he would assign for me to do. No one stopped me so I assumed that I was doing something right. The nights were long and cold. I longed for his warmth and the comfort he gave me. None of the other servants seemed to be worried about his long absence, if anything they seemed relieved that he was away. I didn't understand. He was so kind to me and never gave me a reason to be scared. Yes, some of his actions were out of hand and a bit scary, but he rarely ever showed that side of him in front of me.

Another fort night had passed and their was still no sign of my master returning. I was forgetting his face, his warmth, his cold gaze that would look upon me. I forgot the feel of his hair, the touch of his hand on me head when I did something good. I so badly wanted to go outside of these walls to search for his whereabouts but I feared that I would just miss him as he arrived home. I made it a habit to wait for him at the gates of the castles so that when he arrived back I would be the first one to greet his return. I would stay there for hours on end until the moon was directly above me. Then every morning, I would wake up at sunrise and prepare his usual morning breakfast and sit beside his usual spot as I usually did when he was still there. I would wait there until the food was no longer warm. No matter how hungry I was, I never touched the food I prepared for him until all the warmth dissipated. My childish crush only grew for him the longer he was gone.

A sickness had spread across the lands and were consuming the lives of many of the servants. The land that was once plentiful with greenery was now becoming scarce and barren. People fled the castle after the death of the king. The only ones who stayed were those who had already contracted this flesh-eating disease, and myself. All I could do for them was give them morphine to keep the pain at bay so that they could live out the rest of their days in peace. Being around these dying people, it was a miracle that I didn't contract the disease. I refused to leave because I had a duty of waiting for my master. I refused to believe that he would just leave me. Not after the kindness that he had shown me in the little time that I was with him.

His last command played over and over in my head. It was the reason I stayed. It also gave me the strength to endure these hard times alone. I would wait for him until the day I died. The remaining servants thought me foolish for having such childish ambitions but I knew that one day he would come for me. Their begging for me to rid myself of these dying lands, had gone unheard.

Years have passed since the disease consumed the lives of this land. No one was left in the castle. I was alone waiting for a master that may never return. I took the liberty of keeping the castle as well as its grounds very well taken care of. It was no luxury compared to how it used to be but it was enough to sustain life. I kept myself busy from morning to-night. I still waited by the castle gates until the moon was right above me. And every morning I prepared his breakfast.

I found myself beginning to become stir crazy, or perhaps it was the first time that I actually realized that I was. During my lack of human interaction, I found a friend. She always agreed to disagree with everything that I would say. She was quite frustrating but I was glad to call her my best friend. She wasn't always around, nor am I to sure about how she got into the castle gates that have been shut for many many years to the point that it will no longer open with the joints of the gate being over grown with thick vines.

I thought she was beautiful. In a way she reminded me of my mother, but also of my father. She had a slender body with pearl white skin. Her eyes were an emerald-green, her cheeks were puffy and rosy with very light freckles. Her hair cascaded down to the ground in wavy locks of golden brown. She was the person that I wish I looked like. I began to set out a bowl of food for her as well. She never ate though. She would always claim to not be hungry and would offer her portions to me.

"Why do you clean everyday?" She didn't have a name so I named her Haru. She was lounging around in the grass while I was sweeping up the porch.

"Because my master will return one day and he would be very please with coming back to a clean house."

"He is long gone and you know it."

"Don't say that!" I scolded. "He will come back. You watch!" I stormed off and locked myself in my bedroom.

"I'm sorry, Kaia. I didn't mean to." She suddenly appeared before me and I yelped in surprise. "How did you get in here?" It was a question that always went unanswered.

"Why don't we go outside of here and go play? I know a valley near by here that we could catch fireflies in!" Her face lit up.

"No." I quickly replied. "And besides, we are much to old to be playing childish games. We are 26-year-old adults"

"Your no fun. All you do is slave away at your chores all day and wait for your master. It gets really old and reeeaaally boring. If you aren't going to come with me then I'm going by myself." I looked away with my head down as she disappeared out of sight. We always end in a fight now a days. I wish we could go back to the days when she followed me around and never had any intent on leaving. Those days were long gone.

Like clock work, I began preparing Oyakodon Egg and Chicken Rice. It was my and Haru's favorite dish. I cooked it as an apology for lashing out at her. I set out three bowls as I always did. One for Master Naraku, one for Haru, and one for myself. On this night, I was not joined. It was the first time that Haru did not dine with me. It was utterly lonesome. A feeling that I was all to familiar with. I could not find my appetite, even with my favorite meal before me.

I did not clean up this meal. I tentatively waited for both my best friend and my master to come back.

I was there for a complete 24 hours with no sign of them returning.

"Maybe she was right. Maybe I should have left these lands when disease swept through here. I should have listened to my fellow workers. I should have listened to Haru, my one true friend who knows me best. I'm sorry." I began crying, hugging my knees to my chest. "I'm sorry Master Naraku, I can no longer wait for you. I'm sorry Haru, for not listening to you."

I continued to cry and a fog crept over the castle walls. I silenced my cries and wondered what this was. I could not see 2 feet in front of me. A Demon? Through the mist I could see the outline of a person. I could not tell whether they were human or demon. My heart raced, as I broke out in a cold sweat. I could not find the strength to run, no matter how much my mind pleaded, my body did not move. I just stood there and watched as the figure came closer and closer.

I gasped. I could not believe what stood before my eyes. The fog began to clear up and the mysterious figure, was no other but my Master Naraku. I couldn't believe my eyes. He hadn't aged a day and was as beautiful as I remembered him. Tears swelled up in my eyes but I could not take my eyes from him for even a second for I was afraid that he would disappear. I reached my hand out and gently caressed him face.

"M...Master Naraku? Oh my god. Your real? Your really here?"

"Yes. I'm sorry to have taken so long to return. I'm glad that I chose you as my servant. You have done well waiting for me." He took his hand and wiped the tears, falling from my face. "You have grown into such a beautiful woman. Are you the only person left?"

"Yes. In your absence a sickness took the lives of many servants. The rest fled these lands in hopes of escaping the same fate. I'm sorry to have to inform you about this, but the Lord of the house, your father, his life was claimed aswell."

"That man was not my father. Come. Prepare my bed. I have grown weary from my travels."

"Right away." I bowed my head and he patted my head. It was like he never left. I was truly living in bliss. Nothing could take this happiness away.

As I prepared his room for his slumber, I frequently went out to search for him to make sure he was still there. Every time I went to look, he was waiting in the dining room, drinking the tea I prepared. I feared that he would disappear. I sighed with relief that he had not disappeared. I was almost done preparing his shikibuton when he came in behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Master Naraku!" My face flushed red.

"I have waited so long for you to grow older. I did not want to hurt you as a child." He nibbled on my ear, and a noise escaped my mouth. I clasped my hands over my mouth to cover my embarrassment. "I can no longer hold myself back." He stuck two fingers into my mouth and toyed with my tongue. with his other hand he played with my breast. He continued to bite and nibble my neck and my ear. I could feel my core becoming increasingly hot as he toyed with me. Against my back I could feel him harden through his clothes.

He pushed me away and looked at me from head to toe. "Take off your clothes."

I looked at him with my eyes wide open with confusion. "It's too embarrassing."

"Do you defy your master?!" I shook my head and to his command I slowly took off my clothes. His gaze upon my naked body burned and it begged for his warm touch. He gently laid me down onto the bed and took in every inch of my body. His lips pressed against my already burning lips. He gained entrance into my mouth and I could taste the jasmine tea that I had served him not to long ago. With his tongue he explored my mouth, memorizing the taste, the texture, the warmth. I ran my hand through his silk hair until my hands were behind his head. I deepened the kiss and it was my turn to explore his mouth. This felt like a dream. My Master has had the desire to leave me for all these years and here I am, in his arms.

His hands started to roam my body sending chills down my spine at his gentle touch. His hands stopped just above my entrance. He gently caressed the surrounding areas, teasing me and making me hot. I squeal escaped my lips, begging for him to stop teasing. He did not comply. He continued to tease, and I was burning up. I bucked my hips as he played with my clitoris.

Finally, he answered my pleas, and entered a finger into my core and started pumping. The sensations that ran through my body was amazing. With every pump I felt myself tighten and when I was about to release, he would stop. He liked watching my embarrassing reactions. Before long, he entered two fingers and began sucking on my nipples. It all became too much and I shuddered and felt my body twitch as I came.

He ripped his own clothes off and looked at her hungrily. A shadow of fear crept onto my face as his manhood aligned with my center. "Do not worry Kaia. I will be gentle." As promised he entered slowly, allowing my body to adjust to his length. At every wince he would stop, until pain was replaced with pleasure. With each pump his pace quickened and I felt myself become more aroused. My hips pulsed in sequence with his. Our breaths quickened as one. I could no longer hold back my moans of pleasure. I called out his name which seemed to stimulate him. My nails dug into his back as I was close to reaching my climax. We screamed each others names as we released together. He collapsed next to me and pulled me into his chest. His heart was pounding against my ear.

"I love you, Kaia." He said between gasps. I looked up at him, shocked that such words could not only be said from him but they were expressed towards me. I was higher than the ninth level of heaven. This truly was a dream come true. "I love you to, Master Naraku." I held him closer and slumber consumed us.

I plan on keeping this story short instead of dragging it on, so I will be writing one more chapter and then the end! *tear*

This is my first lemon scene. Please let me know if you liked it or not. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed.