The Pirates Life For Me
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the characters in Inuyasha. I just use them for my story.
Yay chapter 4… GO! :D Super stoked that I'm getting so far in this. I can't wait to start writing the rest of this story later. Enjoy! :3
Oh! Yes bolding this is incredibly appropriate. There is some material in here that is not appropriate for people who are underage or sensitive to sexual material. If you do not want to read it you do not have to, you can either skip to the part titled "Sango POV" or to the next chapter, either way you won't miss much. My recommendation is to skip the scene if you are under aged though.
Ok, now for those of you who will continue, enjoy!
Chapter 4
Save Me
The closer he moved towards me the more my internal worry increased. My eyes darted all over the room trying to find something to help me, but there wasn't anything within my reach, and before I knew it he was almost right in front of me and I was pressed completely against the wall right behind me.
"You know I will and you know I can." He said with a sneer.
Now
Kagome POV
After several pain staking seconds, I found myself pressed completely against the cold wall. I could feel every single one of Naraku's wet, hot breaths upon my cheek. I was absolutely terrified, it took every nerve of my being not to shake or cry out, but I didn't want to be raped, I didn't want to become his mate. I didn't want to be anywhere near Naraku, not now and not every. I just wanted to be in my room with Sango and Miroku, but unfortunately for me I was far from it.
The next thing I knew, his rough calloused hands are forcibly pressed against my arms, and started to roughly kiss me. I desperately tried to push him away from me, but even with my hanyou abilities I couldn't even make his arms move, not even a little. The defeat was slowly starting to sink in to my very core.
"You will be mine! I will assure that no one will ever want you and you will have no choice but to be mine." He enunciated every single word by a dirty rough kiss upon my swollen lips before slapping me causing a slight trickle of blood to form on the edge of my lips.
"No!" I screamed in despair. "Someone help me! Please!" For once my pleas for help were true; I never thought something like this would ever happen to me.
"No one can hear you. The walls are too thick for anything to go through and for anyone to hear anything. So I can have my way with you for however long I want."
He then picked me up, kicking and screaming and took me too his bed. There, he laid me down and sat on my legs and ripped off my shirt. He then quickly removed the rest of my clothes. Once he was done with that, he had full view of my completely nude and shivering body.
"I feel so dirty. This isn't fair. This shouldn't be happening to me. What am I going to do? No one can hear me through the walls. The only way I could get saved is if Miroku or Sango had to talk to Captain Naraku and hear me. Shit, that isn't going to happen. But if it did, it would be a miracle… god, someone help me." I mentally plead to myself as my control slowly broke, allowing a single tear to escape unnoticed. I had to fight every nerve of my body to not allow more than that single tear, I couldn't risk looking weak during my worst moment in life.
Naraku was slowly raising himself off of me. I silently thought that he had come back into his senses, but my mental wishes were shattered when he removed his shirt and pants. And to my complete horror by removing those two articles of clothing he was completely naked. All that was left between myself and him was the thin, translucent air.
As soon as I realized he was serious and going to go through with everything I took advantage of his full weight not being on me anymore and struggled as much as possible, considering my position. To my complete dismay, it didn't work, because as soon as I started struggling he leaned back into me removing what little space was originally between us.
He once again tried to kiss me, and once his rough lips touched mine I squeazed my lips shut. But he still managed to wrestle his nasty tongue into my mouth.
"He is so stupid. He should know that I can bite his fucking tongue off." I thought.
Just as the thought crossed my mind I clenched my teeth shut and bit his tongue so hard that almost instantly I tasted a bitter metallic liquid flowing into my mouth. He quickly took his mouth off of mine and screamed in agony.
"You god damn whore! You bit my tongue!"
"Shit, too bad I didn't bite it off. Next time your precious tongue may not.." I starting, seething at him only to be interrupted by a mind rattling slap to the face, again.
"This. Will. Teach. You. To. Bite. Me. Again. You. Bitch. Now. I. Will. Make. Sure. You. Die!" The original slap was followed by him punctuating each individual word with it's own violent and stinging slap to my already red face.
"I have had it! He will die once I am out of here." I seethed to myself and the pain steadily increased with each terrible slap.
Once he was done, my cheeks felt like they were on fire. They were a fiery red color and swollen from the abuse. Somehow, I was able to ignore the pain and use it for extra motivation to get from. For now I would wait until I found the right moment.
He once again leaned down onto me and instead of kissing my lips; he kissed my neck and worked his way down using his fangs to bite into my breast. He was being way too rough for my liking, not that I would have liked any of this anyways, he was nuts if I would ever enjoy this. He was biting my breast so hard that he was drawing blood. He must have enjoyed this though, because he kept repeating it until a steady stream of blood was running in between my breasts. Not only was he biting me, but he had an infatuation with grinding his extremely hard self against my core. It hurt so badly, each time the tip passed over my core, he would press down roughly and force it in a little.
The agony he was putting me through gave me a wonderful idea. I knew I wouldn't like it, not one bit, but it would help with my escape. I would torture him just as he tortures me by making him think that I enjoyed it and was willing to, I'm repulsed to think this, but he would have to believe that I was willing to be with him.
To begin my ever so ingenious, yet horrible, plan, I leaned my head up and took his lips in mine and started to kiss him. He didn't seem to take any notice of my sudden change of heart and proceeded to kiss me back, slowly getting rougher and rougher with it. Forcing myself to continue with my plan I arched my back enough to rub my core against his length, causing him to gasp a little and me to shove my tongue down his throat. I flipped us over and slowly and softly ran my fingers along his length working up the drive to lower my lips to it. After several seconds of internal debate and belittlement, I lowered my face to his lower region and took him in my mouth.
Once I felt his hot and hard self in my mouth, it took every ounce of my self-control to keep from cringing away from him. But I had to do this; I had to make him believe me. After what seemed like an eternity he yanked me up by my hair in an attempt to straddle me. At that moment I noticed a knife that was close to the two of us. When his face started moving towards my center, I kicked him in the gut and continued the motion to knee him in the neck.
This action gave me a few seconds of release from him, and all the time needed to grab a loose blanket and the very large and very sharp looking knife on the desk. I quickly made my way to the door, only to be stopped by a very pissed off Naraku. But I had the advantage, I was covered and had a weapon, he was naked and unarmed. I had the upper hand and I would win this.
"Don't you dare even think about touching me!" I spat at him as I inched toward the closed door. "I have a knife and I am not afraid to use it. I know you are a hanyou as well as myself, and I know that normal human weapons will not harm either of us, but I have the upper hand. I possess Miko powers and can use them against you. So touch me again and you will be incinerated." I screamed at him, my full anger being unleashed upon him.
Unfortunately for Naraku, he didn't believe me because he placed his hand back on my arm and squeezed tight enough for it to hurt. I was sick of it, I was sick of him thinking he could do what he wanted just because he was stronger than me. I would show him who was stronger, who was better, so I used my Miko powers and made the knife glow with a red light. Then in a blink of the eye, I sent the knife flying right at his arm that was holding me. When the knife hit, the Miko energy ate away at a majority of his arm. The remaining parts of his arm fell to the floor.
"That will teach you, you asshole!" I yelled as I ran out of Naraku's quarters dressed only in a sheet. My outburst drew a lot of attention both to myself and to Naraku's room. The fact that I was dressed only in a sheet helped to fuel the whispering and gossiping that was working it's way through the men that saw me.
I quickly made my way to my quarters, trying as hard as possible not to burst into tears out in the open. I had to wait until I was in the safe seclusion of my room before I would break down. I couldn't show weakness to the others of the ship. I couldn't trust anyone but Miroku and Sango.
Sango POV
"He did what to you?" I screamed in outrage at Kagome. I couldn't believe any man would use a woman like that, knowing what he had done, and attempted to do made me want to murder the man with my own hands.
"He tried to rape me. And he almost succeeded too. I just barely got away." I said, getting close to tears and silently praying that Sango would kill that bastard for me. I don't think I could look at him again.
"I'm going to kill that asshole, I don't care that he's the captain, he is a dead man. Where the hell is Miroku right now? I need his help. I can't leave you here alone, especially after hwat happened to you." I was so angry I was pacing around the small room, stomping a slight trench into the floor. After a few laps my eyes fell upon a slumbering Kilala. "Kilala? Can you stay here and keep an eye on Kagome for me?" I asked the cat. Hearing my name she jumped up from her spot and transformed into her larger state. "Don't let anyone into this room or near Kagome except for Miroku or myself." The large two tail roared in acknowledgment and curled up around Kagome and kept a keen eye upon the door."
"Did I hear my name in that outburst? I hope I didn't do anything wrong. Did I my dearest Sango?" Miroku asked as he sauntered over from the entranceway seconds after Kilala took her protective stance.
"Yeah, you heard your name. I need your help…" I looked over at Kagome to gain her approval and proceeded to tell him everything that happened
A long time later
Miroku POV
"He raped Kagome! I'm going to kill that monster! No one hurts Kagome and gets away with it, not when I know about it." I was absolutely furious at the news that was dropped upon me. I couldn't believe it. Kagome is like my little sister, I would protect her with my life, yet I had been unable to save her or protect her from the hell she was just put through. I would make that bastard pay, there was no doubt about it.
End of Chapter
A/N Ok wow, so even just editing it this chapter was very hard to write. But in the end and almost raped and terrified Kagome, an extremely pissed off and protective Sango and Miroku, and a very protective and angry two tail Kilala. What's going to happen next? Read on in chapter 5. ^_^ Anyways what do you guys think? Good or bad? Please tell.