Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of its characters. I only own Kieran and the very few OC characters in this fanfiction.
Chapter One
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Feudal Era Japan
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Kieran always knew that when he didn't like someone, there was a reason for it. The incubus knew he didn't like Naraku or a lot of his incarnations. Kanna never showed emotion, she was just a little doll. Kagura he did enjoy, mostly because of her snark but he knew it was her desire to be free of Naraku and her protectiveness of Kohaku that really made him like her. Hakudoushi he did not like at all. The little bastard got a little bit too touchy with his little killer, like he was currently.
His hand was resting on Kohaku's shoulder as he talked about something. It didn't sit well with Kieran, at all. Who was that little fucker to think he could touch what Kieran had already claimed as his own. Kohaku was silent, possibly doubting everything the other demon was saying before he excused himself. Kieran paid Hakudoushi no mind, simply glared in his direction and followed after the human boy.
Hakudoushi smirked. "Interesting," he mused. Perhaps this would work in his favor after all.
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"Stop following me," Kohaku said over his shoulder as he walked through the forest.
"I don't think I will," Kieran answered, his hands folded behind his head as he followed behind the human boy. He was only five steps behind him. watching as Kohaku tried to speed up. He grinned at the attempt. It was cute in a way, seeing the boy try he hardest to get away from him. He stopped, waiting to see if it would the desired affect out of his human. Kohaku paused, noticing he had stopped and came to a halt.
"Why did you stop?" he asked.
Kieran smiled, "Well my adorable one, I wanted to see if you'd actually stop if I did."
The demon slayer frowned and turned, resuming his walk. Kieran heard his comment as he kept going. "Stupid demon."
"I'm not stupid," he called back.
Kohaku looked over his shoulder once more, his eyes narrowed in annoyance. "Well if you're not, why would you want to bind a demon slayer to you? What purpose would that serve for me?"
"I told you," Kieran snarled his eyes darkening. "It will keep you alive."
"And tied to you," Kohaku finished. "I'd rather die at Naraku's hands a second time than in debt to you."
"How am I worse than the demon that took everything from you?" the incubus asked as he stepped forward, his jaw clenched. "I'm offering to save you Kohaku, not use you for some sick emotional game. I want to see you live after all the hell you've been through."
Kohaku tensed. A pregnant pause formed between the two, the demon in front of him staring with his eyes, turning from blue to black. There was something written in his eyes, something Kohaku had seen many times before. A look of a hunter who had found what it wanted.
Its prey.
He wasn't going to show fear. He wouldn't be that weak. Kieran frightened him, yes but he didn't make him want to run. Every bone in his body was telling him to run or fight, but the boy stood still, watching and waiting.
"Why?"
The word left his lips so softly he was almost sure the demon had to strain his hearing to catch it. "I just told you," Kieran snarled and walked towards him. "I want to see you live. I want to see you florish into a teenager, into a man. I want to see it all."
"Why?" Kohaku repeated, louder this time.
Obsidian eyes moved over his form, taking in the slight muscle, the slender figure, the signs of adolescence coming into play. The boy would be handsome when he grew up, possibly nimble from all the training he would endure. A purr escaped him at the thought, desire coursing through him as he stepped forward. The boy moved back, a dance they played for a few moments. Every time the boy moved back, the demon moved forward.
A devilish grin spread across Kieran's lips when Kohaku found himself trapped between the trunk of a tree and his predator. His eyes found the junction where collar and neck met and his mouth watered at the memory of how he tasted. The innocence that clung to him, just baiting him to take it. He was tempted, oh so tempted, to that the boy right where he stood.
How would the boy sound as he was stripped of his virginity and turned into a man? Kieran didn't know but he knew how tight the boy would be and it only made him want to do it. "Why do I want to see you grow?" he asked, throwing the unspoken question back in Kohaku's face. "Why do I want to see you live, little killer?"
Kohaku said nothing. His brown eyes were looking directly at him as if he was going to end him, but the slight tremble of his form told the other male that he was frightened. Kieran leaned in, inhaling the fear and sighed.
"You smell so good," the incubus said, his fangs growing and his wings starting to move against his back. His tongue dipped out to taste the boy's skin. He moaned as he let his tongue move from his neck to Kohaku's ear. He nibbled at the lobe and he felt more than saw Kohaku wiggle against him.
"Answer my question."
Kieran hummed, "And ruin the fun?"
Kohaku grabbed at his shoulders, "I said answer me."
The demon smirked, "Are you angry little killer?"
"Answer me now demon." Kohaku growled and the sound made Kieran even more aroused. He pressed his body against the boy's feeling his tense, watching the flush of his cheeks. "You're disgusting."
"Am I really?" Kieran asked and tilted the boy's head up to meet his eyes. "You're the reason why I'm so aroused."
Kohaku's faint blush intensified. "You pervert."
"Incubus my little killer," he grinned and leaned in, pressing his lips to the boy's. He slipped his tongue into the boy's mouth, deepening it. Kohaku's eyes widened and he the palms of his hands against Kieran's chest, trying to shove him off. The demon only responded by grinding his hips against his, making Kohaku gasp before he bit down on the demon's tongue. Kieran pulled away, tasting the blood in his mouth. "That was a woman's move."
"So is this," Kohaku snapped and brought his knee up to kick the demon in the groin. He winched and Kohaku slipped away from him, running back towards the hut. Kieran growled deep in his throat.
"Such a disrespectful little brat," he snarled, his eyes fading to blue as he calmed himself down. He ran his tongue over his lips, enjoying the faint taste of the boy's lips. His lips turned into a "I'm going to enjoy teaching him a lesson."
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He knew there was a reason why he didn't like the little fucker. Kieran knew there was an absolute, solid reason why he didn't like Hakudoushi-aside from the fact the little shit was spawned from Naraku. He tightened his grip on the demon's throat, staring down into smug lavender eyes. He just had to rip his throat out and that smug look would disappear in a second.
"I knew it," the demon said. "I knew the human brat meant something to you."
Kieran pressed down harder. "I'd watch what you say, you little shit."
Hakudoushi smirked. "He won't be yours. He will forever belong to Naraku," his little smirk twisted into a sinister grin. "Well his remains will."
Kieran growled, bringing his hand up to rip out the demon's throat when he disappeared from beneath him. He looked around, confused. Where was he? Where was the little fucker? He was going to kill him.
No one threatened what was his.
He watched as the demon materialized behind Kohaku, poised to attack when a whirling sound alerted the three. A large boomerang appeared out of nowhere, cutting through Hakudoushi as if he was as thin as paper. A female voice sounded over the rushing winds. "Kohaku!"
The boy stilled, hurt and fear evident on his face. Kieran followed the voice and found a woman riding a fire cat demon. Seated behind her was a monk and running behind them was a demon in a red haori. He blinked, noticing the dog ears ontop of his head. The silver hair and golden eyes caused him to still.
Was he Taisho's son? He had the hair and eyes and the scent wasn't too far off. But there was human mixed into that scent. And it wasn't from the girl riding piggyback. He recalled his friend's demise, saving the lives of his human lover and half born son.
Hakudoushi regenerated in mid air, eyes landing on the group of intruders. He smirked, "Well if it isn't Inuyasha and his merry band of humans."
Inuyasha stepped forward, flexing his claws. "What's the matter Hakudoushi, scared to see us?"
Kieran snorted. He was definitely related to Taisho. The demon had been much like the male in his younger years. "He shouldn't be scared for much longer," he said, gaining the attention of the others. He watched as the girl who wielded the large boomerang dashed over to Kohaku. The boy was too shaken to notice. The blonde walked towards Hakudoushi, cracking his knuckles. "You and that master of yours need a lesson in demonology."
Hakudoushi titled his head. "Oh?"
"Yes," said Kieran.
"Enlighten me," the younger demon challenged, summoning his weapon.
Kieran snorted, this child wanted to challenge him. "You're barely into your first few breathes of life and you want to start bossing me around?" he asked, titling his head to the side, mocking the demon in front of him. A smile curled on his lips, "You're nothing but a babe."
Hakudoushi tensed, his jaw clenching. "You'll hold your tongue."
Kieran wagged a finger, tsking at the lavender eyed boy. "Didn't your father teach you manners? You're supposed to respect your elders, Hakudoushi. Not disrespect them."
A snarl, "You'll pay for your arrogance."
"Will I?" Kieran asked. "You tried to kill what belongs to me."
Hakudoushi barked a laugh. "He won't submit."
Kieran snorted, "It doesn't matter anymore," he said, his voice low. The power in his tone caused Hakudoushi to pause, tightening his hold on his naginata. Just how old was this demon? He knew he was older than Naraku, but just how much older? He looked no older than his early twenties and yet the power and confidence he wore was terrifying. Kieran gave another smile as he turned to Kohaku, who was staring at him. "I can't wait to taste you."
The boomerang wielder tensed at his words. Her grip on her weapon tightened as she stood up, blocking Kohaku from his view. Her eyes were like Kohaku's, not just in color but the fire was there. He could see similarities between the two and their scents were similar as well.
She had to be the sibling Naraku had spoken of.
"Touch him demon and you'll be sent to your death." She said, her eyes hard. He smiled at her before moving his eyes towards Kohaku.
"I can see where you get it from," he commented. Hakudoushi took the distraction and charged. He raised his weapon to strike when Kieran turned, delivering a kick that sent him to the ground. "I was talking."
"Stop playing around and fight me." Hakudoushi snarled and struck again. The incubus snorted and grabbed the blade. The metal sliced into his skin, causing him to bleed but the demon didn't winch or show any sign that it affected him. Instead he forced the blade back, jabbing the hilt of the blade into Hakudoushi's stomach, disarming the demon in the process.
Tossing the weapon aside, Kieran walked towards Kohaku. "He's all yours," he called to the half demon who stared at him in disbelief.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Kieran stopped in front of the female guarding what was his. "What's your name?" he asked.
"My name is not of your importance."
"It is if you want your brother's life to be spared," the incubus retorted. "I won't ask again. What is your name?"
She stared him down. "Sango," she stilled and turned her head towards Kohaku. He stood up, looking at Kieran as he continued. "Her name is Sango. Whatever you're going to do you her, don't."
Kieran blinked. "Why is that, little killer?"
Kohaku looked at him. "Because," he began but stopped, tightening his fists.
Kieran leaned in, a playful smile on his face. "Because what?"
"What do I have to do?" the younger of the two asked. He looked up at Kieran, his eyes determined. "What do I have to do to make you leave me alone?"
Kieran blinked. "Oh you silly boy," he said with a smile. "I'm not going to repeat myself."
"I won't."
"Shame," Kieran answered with a shrug. He blurred past Sango, pinning Kohaku to the ground. Black leather wings sprung from his back, a pair of horns sprouted on top of his head and his eyes darkened to black. He grinned viciously at the terrified look on the boy's face. "You're mine," he purred and sank his teeth into the boy's neck.