Disclaimer: Yours Anonymous does NOT own Inuyasha.

Warnings: 18+ for mature content.

A/N: Naraku's back being the a$$wipe we all know and love him to be. BIG shoutout to dogsfang!

IV.

"Inuyasha," Touga addressed the figure lying in bed.

Stirring softly, eyes of honeyed wine opened as a large hand slipped through his silk, silver hair, sweeping the errant strands off his face. The hand, cool and comforting, reminded him of times long, long ago, when he was only a pup. The only difference between them were the pair of dog ears atop his head, evidence of his half-demon heritage. Sitting on the bed's edge next to his son, Touga waited as Inuyasha carefully sat up against the pillows.

"What happened?"

The look on his son's face made his blood boil; he should not have to suffer any sadness or loss. Hadn't he gone through enough when his mother passed? Golden eyes connected with hard citrine as the younger inu looked at his sire.

"He took her. The bastard, Naraku!" Inuyasha said between clenched teeth, jaw tight.

"How does he know Kikyo," Touga asked, his voice gravelly.

Hands balling into fists, his son looked down at the comforter for a moment before continuing.

"S-she… Th-they…" his face contorted in pain, "They were together…for a time…before she dumped his poor, sorry ass for me."

Touga narrowed his eyes.

"How much does she know?"

Inuyasha looked up at Touga, surprised. Even he hadn't thought about that, not wanting to dwell on the fact that his fiancee used to be with their long time enemy. Now that he was forced to think about it…he had to wonder just how much Kikyo knew of Naraku's true nature and criminal dealings while she was with him.

'No, Kikyo isn't the type of woman to sit pretty while the man she's with is slaughtering and terrorizing innocent people.'

Shaking his head in firm resolve, he said, "I doubt Naraku revealed anything to her, besides his kink for torturing and abusing his women."

Touga nodded.

"It did seem that way… However, you cannot fully trust her, either. She may just be an innocent caught in Naraku's web, or he very well could make use of her in the future to try and destroy us from within."

Inuyasha grimaced, knowing what his father said was the truth.

"Either way, you should rethink your engagement to her."

"What?! No!"

"Inuyasha-"

"No. I won't give her up," he said firmly, his eyes fiery and determined.

Sighing, Touga stood up from the bed, making his way to the door.

"I understand how you feel, pup, but… are you saying that you are willing to sacrifice your family for one woman?"

Inuyasha froze, eyes widening. What his father said pained him. Eyes downcast, he clutched at his shirt just over his heart.

"Do you really know how I feel?"

Touga felt as if he'd been lanced in the heart. Perhaps this was the beginning of Naraku's insidious plot; to plant seeds of doubt in Inuyasha's mind and make him choose the woman over his family, his honor. He had to do something quick to ensure his son did not stray…

"I have loved, and lost, more times than I would wish on my greatest enemy, Inuyasha."

His son visibly flinched, noting the grief in his father's voice.

"I am old, pup, very old. After a life as long as mine, one would naturally come to know heartbreak...quite intimately..."

Touga trailed off, letting his words sink in.

When Inuyasha spoke, he was hesitant.

"Like…Mom?"

There it was; that sudden, deep, gnawing ache in his cold, tired heart. Touga let out a long, drawn out sigh.

"Yes. Like your mother."

'Izayoi...'

A feeling of mutual understanding passed between them for a moment, and Touga felt the pain of recalling his long-dead wife gradually recede back into the dark recesses of his mind. Then Inuyasha spoke up.

"I can't just let Kikyo go without knowing anything. I promised her I would protect her from that bastard, Naraku, and I can't just abandon her. Maybe tomorrow, when I see her, I'll be able to get all the facts straight."

Touga nodded grimly.

"I hope you do, pup."

'I hope you do...'

Sesshomaru watched as Kagome ran to his father and threw herself in his arms.

'That didn't take long.'

Somehow it irked him. Their open show of affection was enough to make him feel sick to his stomach. He thought the miko would be more resistant to his father's charms…

'Evidently not.'

The thought echoed disapprovingly in his mind. He didn't like this development one bit. He didn't like it at all.

'Perhaps… Ah, yes… I did confirm that day, did I not? The fact that she's a virgin.'

A tasty looking virgin…

Ugh, now his beast had been roused by this disgusting display. Turning around sharply, he retreated to his wing of the house. The only place he could have total privacy.

'Thank God for that.'

Once inside his private sanctum, he leaned against the door, pale hand covering his mouth as harsh, ragged pants left him breathless. Inside his mind, his inner beast raged, showing him all the physical delights that having Kagome for himself could give him. The telltale bulge in his trousers was hard and ready, practically begging him for release. He clenched his clawed fingers tightly into a fist, shaking with anger and need all at once. He could not allow himself to think of his father's woman like this; it would only result in him being forced to challenge his father as alpha of their pack, and ending in needless violence, bloodshed and possibly his own demise.

He wasn't at all ready to die yet.

Especially for a human girl.

'Ridiculous...'

Sucking in deep breaths to calm his beast, he closed his eyes and meditated until the waves of feral hunger to take the miko as his own had ebbed and finally subsided. He would have to reign in these urges and keep himself on a very tight leash.

"Hn."

Running a hand over his face, he strode over to his desk and sat down, opening his laptop and waiting for the screen to boot up. Retrieving his phone from his pocket, he scrolled down his contacts until he reached a familiar, unnamed number. Dialing it, he smirked as the woman over the phone greeted him in a low, sultry drawl.

"Well, well, well. What can I do for you…master?"

Sesshomaru's eyes flashed red as his smirk turned into a lethal smile.

"Surprise me."

The woman on the other end of the line was silent for a moment, then replied will a saucy lilt to her voice.

"As you wish, master. We will not disappoint."

"Hn."

"We will let you know when you can expect her," the woman replied, "we thank you for your patronage, master."

Click.

Putting the phone down on his desk, Sesshomaru's usual stony facade returned to his features as he began plodding through his endless amount of work.

Kikyo entered her apartment feeling shaken and exhausted. Making sure everything was locked and secure she retreated to the bathroom and turned on the shower. She felt utterly ashamed and disgusted with herself. How could she have allowed that walking nightmare of a man make her feel pleasure so intense –

No.

What was done, was done. Now she had to focus on once again picking up the pieces of her life and figuring out where the hell she should go from here. There was no denying that Naraku still had some effect on her, as Inuyasha's father had so aptly put it. She needed to sort herself out.

'Inuyasha...'

Inuyasha couldn't save her from Naraku. He couldn't save her today, and he wouldn't be able to make good on his oath to protect her from the despicable spider demon. This was the harsh reality of things as they were meant to be from the very beginning. She was never meant to find happiness, nor was she meant to escape Naraku's clutches.

'Naraku...'

Shivers ran down her spine like icy fingers. Relishing in the warmth of the hot water, she tried to block out those sinful sensations Naraku had forced her to feel. Was this her punishment for leaving him? The phantom memory of his touch, his scent, his handsome face flooded her with an unexpected warmth. As soon as she felt it, she felt an intense wave of guilt. Naraku was not the man she'd fallen in love with. He was cold, cruel, sick, sadistic. His moral compass was broken beyond repair, and his heart… Did he ever have a heart at all?

Unbidden, memories of their time together flashed in her mind's eye. The day they first met. Their first date. First kiss. First night together and their first morning waking in each other's arms. How his deep, melodious voice could set her body ablaze. His lips; soft like silk, hot and demanding. Fingers, slender and graceful as they made her ache and tremble at the slightest touch. A familiar throb resounded between her legs, her thighs clenching together.

'Even now, he...'

Shutting her eyes tightly, her whole body tensed, she willed all thoughts of Naraku away. Soon the images of her time with him faded into nothing, and was replaced by her bright, pure love for Inuyasha.

'He deserves better than you, whore.'

Her heart clenched at the thought, and she shoved her self-loathing down into a forgotten corner of her consciousness. Turning off the water, she readied herself for bed, wanting the day to be done with already. She hoped that at least in her dreams, Naraku wouldn't be able to touch her.

The next morning, Inuyasha left the house bright and early to go see Kikyo. He had to talk to her, know that she was okay, safe.

'That's your job you useless shit.'

His conscience jabbed at his already sore ego, his pride having been torn to shreds with what had happened yesterday. Essentially, he had failed his intended mate-to-be. For a dog demon, this was as good as losing all rights to his intended. If another male challenged him, he would not even be allowed to fight to keep her. He was a disgrace to his kind and everyone knew it.

'Fuck. This.'

Slamming his car door shut, he sped off down the street, using speed as a means to dull the pain he felt every time he thought about his failure to protect Kikyo. His golden eyes going blank and his face set into a scowl, he rolled down the windows of his red sports car to feel the crisp, autumn air whip through his unbound, silver hair.

Kikyo nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a knock at her door.

It was seven in the morning, much too early for visitors.

Unless…

Lightly tip-toeing over to the door, she peered through the peephole and saw the familiar handsome, scowling face she'd come to adore. Without missing a beat, she opened the door for him, allowing him inside. Immediately, his arms wrapped around her in a warm embrace. Hugging him back, they stayed like that for a moment before he pulled back slightly to lean down and kiss her briefly on the lips. As he drew away, she noticed how pained he looked; how hesitant.

"Are you alright," his rough voice rumbled softly, his eyes checking her over.

"Yes," she whispered, leaning in to rest her cheek against his leather covered chest.

They stood like that for a while, basking in each others' presence, until Kikyo broke away and headed to the tiny kitchenette.

"Want something to drink? I made tea," she tossed over her shoulder.

"Kikyo-"

"Or I can make you some coffee? Even though it's only instant..."

"Kikyo," he said, more insistent.

She stopped, her hands around the tea mug stilling as they dropped by her sides. Unable to face him, afraid of what he might say, she held her breath until he continued.

"I…I'm so sorry..."

The pain and regret in his voice matched her own in her heart, and she braced herself for the worst.

"Yesterday… I should have been the one to save you, to protect you..." his tone was hard as he clenched his fists in anger at his own inadequacy.

Hope bloomed in the pit of her stomach as he continued on.

"That bastard! I should have known he would try something!"

"Inuyasha!"

Kikyo whipped around, her forceful tone o f voice instantly shutting him up. As their eyes met, his anger cooled at seeing her strength, her resolve. Walking towards him, she took the lapels of his leather jacket in her strong grip, her eyes not leaving his for a second.

"We can't let him win," she stated firmly, "he wants to divide us – weaken us."

He sighed, lowering his head to rest against hers, allowing her scent to calm him.

"I love you," she breathed, reaching up to run her fingers through his wild, windblown hair.

"I love you, too," he replied, leaning in once more to take her lips in a sweet kiss.

'Kikyo...'

As the sun set over the city's horizon, Sesshomaru paced the hotel room, his phone in a death grip in his hand. He'd received a text at work giving him the room number and the profile of the escort reserved for him.

Okumura, Rin

Age: 21

Height: 5'4"

Weight: 120 lbs.

Measurements: 38-24-38

'Fuck...'

He felt hot just looking over her info. Women would kill for that kind of figure. Briefly, he wondered if she ever experienced jealousy from her fellow escorts. Or women in general. Ugh, his mind was reeling over some stupid numbers that didn't matter one bit. She would come. She would get his mind off the Higurashi woman. Then he could continue on ignoring his father's newest conquest and focus on things that really mattered.

Knock, knock.

'Perfect timing,' Sesshomaru thought as he went to unlock the door.

Opening it, he peered down at the girl standing in front of him, dressed in an oversized trench coat, completely hiding the curves that were supposed to be there. Her youthful, almost childlike face gazed up at him warmly, and for a moment he thought that this girl couldn't possibly be the one that had been sent to him.

"Taisho-sama?"

Thud-thud.

Her voice was sweet as honey, and as sexy as sin. Still girlish, a little high-pitched, but soft and a little raspy, like she didn't speak very often. Then, her scent hit him.

'Oh...fuck...'

Her arousal saturated the air around them, nearly choking him. Frozen, he stood there, staring at her. Her voice jolted him back to his senses.

"May I come in?"

Sesshomaru's eyes widened a fraction, then he silently stepped aside. She brushed past him, barely grazing against him, causing him to shudder.

'Good god, I have got to get a hold of myself.'

He inwardly chastised as he closed the door behind her, locking it and turning around to face the girlish woman in his hotel room. Crimson stained eyes raked over her form, covered in that ridiculous trench coat. At once, he wanted to tear the thing off of her and rip it to shreds. Watching her carefully, he waited to see what she would do. She glanced around, looking at the pristine extravagance afforded him by his status and wealth. Gloating a little at her wide-eyed expression of awe, he swaggered over to the bar and made both of them drinks. Gliding over to her as if he were walking on air, he handed her the drink and took a sip of his.

"Please," he said, gesturing to the sofa, "make yourself comfortable."

Staring at him, she looked down at the sofa and back to him. Nodding, she took a seat on the farthest end.

'How considerate,' he mused.

Sitting down in the seat across from her, he draped one long leg over the other, his foot almost touching her knee. Looking her up and down, he smirked as he noticed a faint blush rise to her cheeks. Swirling his drink, he observed her while she avoided eye contact.

'She is rather pretty.'

After several minutes passed in silence, he could feel his beast chomping at the bit to be done with this waiting game and fuck the girl senseless. His blood heated as she turned her moist, doe-brown eyes towards him, finally meeting his gaze. A wave of pleasure coursed through his body, making him feel warm. As he followed her gaze downward to the rapidly growing bulge between his legs, he met her curious stare when her eyes trailed back up to his. Setting her drink down, she stood up and began to unbutton the long, bulky trench coat, slowly revealing just what was inside. He couldn't help but stare at the supple, creamy expanse of soft flesh as it was uncovered bit by agonizing bit. He noticed how her blush began to creep down her half naked body and disappear into the lacy, white panties that clung to her mouth watering curves.

Once the coat was off, she stalked over to him, her gaze never once wavering. Kneeling before him, he allowed her to uncross his legs, now fully exposing his clothed arousal. Her scent spiked, nearly making him delirious as he willed himself to sit and wait for what she planned to do next. She reached out with her tiny, somewhat chubby fingers, and undid the button and zipper on his trousers. Holding his breath, he watched as she pulled down his underwear and revealed his large, engorged erection. He heard her gasp in awe as she reverently looked upon him with eyes glazing over with lust. She audibly gulped as she tentatively began to stroke him with one hand.

"Mmm," came a soft, barely-there moan from his throat.

He willed himself to sit back, relax, and enjoy what she was doing. As she grew more confident, he felt a warm, wet tongue taste him. Then her whole mouth descended on him and he let out a harsh breath. Still stroking him with her hand, her mouth sucked vigorously on the head of his cock, causing it to throb and ache for release. Continuing like this for a while, while paying careful attention to his every reaction, she used her mouth and hands to make him feel that desperate, clawing sensation when he was about to cum. Looking down at her, he saw her dark haired head bobbing up and down furiously over his cock, the visual making the feeling even more intense. If she kept up like this, he would surely cum soon.

"Ngh... A-ah...nn...h-hah…"

Sesshomaru panted as he felt his hips thrusting his cock up into her mouth mindlessly. He swiftly reached down and lifted her off of him, not missing her look of confusion and slight embarrassment. Grabbing her by the hand, he led her to the bedroom at the back of the hotel room and promptly began stripping off his clothes. She came to help him as he was fumbling with all the buttons on his shirt, then let him unclasp her bra as she wiggled out of her panties. All clothing off and left forgotten on the floor, she gently pushed him down onto the bed, surprising him. Straddling him, she positioned herself on top, then slowly slid onto his glistening cock, making him suck in a breath through clenched teeth. As she started to move, he couldn't help but imagine that this girl – this woman – was Kagome, only a little younger and smaller.

Instantly, his body responded, bucking his hips against the merciless squeezing of her inner walls around him. He heard her moan a little as she rode him harder, her gorgeous, full breasts bouncing and slapping against his chest.

'No! I can't be thinking of her like this, goddammit! I have to focus on this girl – Rin.'

"O-oh...oh, yeaahh...mmm!" Rin cried, enraptured by the pleasure of having a male like this inside her.

Flipping her off him, she yelped in surprise as he positioned her beneath him. Taking both of her legs, he settled them up against his shoulders and began thrusting deeper, making her nearly scream.

"Nnn...hnn! Sess...Sesshomaru…-sama! Unh!"

The way she said his name set him on fire. No longer was she an escort, paid to pleasure and entertain him for the evening. Now he saw her as an attractive, desirable, even likable young woman. Perhaps he needed someone like her in his life… Perhaps…

"Oh, god, don't stop!"

He couldn't help but smirk at her wantonness as she dragged her nails down his back. His powerful hips pistoning into her drenched, sensitive folds, he went for a few more strokes before he changed their positions again. Hoisting her up from the bed, he sat her on the nearby obligatory writing desk and sat her down with her legs wrapped around his waist. Increasing his thrusts, he slammed his cock into her; fast and hard. Finding her g-spot, he felt her wrap even more tightly around him, threatening to make his explode. It didn't help that she cried out his name, over and over…

"Sess-ahn! Sesshomaru-sama! Ngh...feels so good-a-Ah!"

"Rin," his beast growled, coming frighteningly close to the surface.

Finally, he couldn't hold off any longer and picked her up to deposit her back on the bed, this time on her hands and knees. The instant he was back inside her, he let out a feral moan and grabbed her hips as his instincts began to take over.

"Ngh...haah...haaah...ngh-a-Aahh."

"Sesshomaru-sama-a-A-AHH!"

Both were panting heavily and barely hanging on to rational thought as their bodies climbed towards climax.

Take her! Take her NOW!

His beast controlling him, he pumped into her faster, their now sweat-slick flesh slapping against each other. Feeling the tight coil in his gut signalling his oncoming release, he let his beast totally take control for a few blissful moments before he swiftly came inside her.

"Yes-ah-Ah-AAHHH!"

"Gaah…Aahhnn-Ngghh!"

'FUCK!'

Riding both their orgasms out, Sesshomaru shuddered, slowly slowing his frantic pace until he stilled completely, his eyes closed tight in ecstasy. Warmth oozed all around him and dribbled onto the bed. Letting go of Rin's hips, she collapsed in a heap. Rolling onto her back, her chest heaving from exertion, she covered her eyes with her arm. Laying down beside her, he slowly drifted off into a deep, dreamless slumber.

Waking up in Inuyasha's warm embrace, Kikyo smiled to herself as she snuggled closer into his chest. Last night had felt wonderful, like a dream. Never had she felt so loved, so cherished – so wanted. It was as if the menacing shadows of her past did not exist. Everything in her world was good and right again. Gazing upon his sleeping face, she visually traced the handsome curve of his lips, the strength of his jaw, the dark long lashes that kissed his high cheekbones.

This is how love is supposed to be.

'I love him.'

Sighing in content, she closed her eyes, remembering their sweet, sweet love making. Blushing, she nuzzled her face into his chest. Last night was so beautiful, so perfect…

But is it enough?

Kikyo flinched at the unbidden thought that flashed across her mind.

'Enough? Of course it's enough! It's more than I could have ever dreamed of!'

She raged in her head, wanting to go back to the moment before when she was basking in Inuyasha's warmth.

For how long? How long before it is no longer enough for you; no longer what you want…

'No! That will never happen!'

A deep, dark chuckle echoed in her mind.

Kikyo froze.

Now the thoughts were spoken by an oh-so-familiar tongue; the tongue of the devil himself.

'Naraku!'

What is it, Kikyo? Why are you so surprised?

'Get OUT of my head!'

She squeezed her eyes tightly shut, wanting to will this nightmare away.

Oh-ho-ho, I'm not going anywhere. Have you forgotten?

'Forgotten? Forgotten what..?'

Tsk, tsk. You naughty thing. Don't you remember that it was I who held you once? I who made you scream in ecstasy? I who awakened you to the pleasures of the flesh…and the darkness inside your soul...

'No! No, I don't remember! I don't want to remember!'

His sickening laugh resounded in her head, making her head throb.

Well then… I guess I shall have to make you remember…

Throb...throb...throb!

She felt her insides tighten uncontrollably as she leaked cum from between her lips. Gasping, she carefully lifted Inuyasha's arm from around her and slipped off the side of the bed just as another intense throb nearly made her knees give out. Barely making it to the bathroom, she softly closed the door and sat on the lid of the toilet. Spreading her legs wide, she felt the brush of something against her as the sense of something hot, smooth and bulbous poked her entrance.

'N-no!'

Then remember.

Another deep, aching throb assaulted her insides and her stomach twisted in shame and guilt. A need so strong began to burn within her, and she began to rub her clit vigorously, rocking her hips in sync to create a glorious pressure building up.

Yes...that's it. Just like I taught you…

The sadistic voice of Naraku inside her head practically purred in delight at her acquiescence. Her breaths coming in short little pants, she inserted two fingers and grimaced at how pleasurable it was. Stroking her inner folds, she found and hit her g-spot over and over again, making it hard not to make any noise. Her pussy was leaking everywhere and the indecent squelching sounds of her cum covered fingers added to her shame...but admittedly her arousal as well.

Yes...Now add a third finger...That's right...Good girl.

The amusement in his voice sickened her.

'I-I'm gonna cum… I-I don't want to cum!'

Do it.

'No! I can't! It feels like I'm betraying him all over again!'

You will do it, or else I shall make you cum, myself.

'NO! No… I'll do it… Just please… Don't do anything.'

Still rubbing her clit, her sticky fingers thrusting violently in and out of her swollen pussy. The tight band was pulled even tighter within her; it was going snap.

'I'm sorry, Inuyasha...' she moaned softly as she felt her ass tighten in anticipation.

'I'm gonna...I'm gonna..! Aaahhh...nnn…!'

She released all over her hands and onto the floor, the stark evidence of her weakness and betrayal there for her to see.

Hn. And you thought you could deny me…

Kikyo whimpered as tears began to spill down her cheeks.

Each time you give in to your dark, sinful nature, you become more and more beautiful. Try to deny me next time, and I promise you won't be able to walk for a week.

The seductive baritone of his voice made her inner walls clench once more, this time frightening her at the sheer amount of pleasure just hearing him speak could give her. He was addictive, dangerous…

She felt a phantom touch brush her cheek before she heard his departing words.

I will come to you again. No matter where you are, what you are doing, or who you are with, you will drop everything and come to me. Is that understood?

'Y-yes...'

Good. Farewell, Kikyo… Pleasant dreams.

She heard his dark laughter echoing in her head before she could no longer sense him. Letting out a shaky breath, she began to clean up the evidence that anything had happened at all.

In the shadows of the office, dimly lit by red lights, a pair of blood-red eyes flickered as one alabaster hand brought the phone to his ear.

"It was a success, Naraku-sama," the voice on the other line uttered.

A sinfully handsome lip curled upwards.

"The dog has already booked herl for the next month. He paid extra in advance."

Taking a drag from his black, cane cigar, smoke billowed from his mouth and curled around him in a haze.

He chuckled.

"Our little Rin is proving to be quite an asset."

"Yes. I believe the dog will be in need of her services for quite a while… It seems he's hot for his daddy's newest toy, and you know how alphas don't share," the woman on the other end mused.

"I do, indeed," Naraku replied, smirking,"Kagura."

A/N: Sooooo... Questions? This story is just gettin' warmed up, so keep that in mind. The elaborate web that Naraku has spun around these characters will slowly come to light, and soon more of each character's connections will reveal how this whole mess began.

Now that Kagura's connection to Naraku has been revealed, how do you think this will affect Sesshomaru? Do you think he will fall in love with Rin? Do you think Rin knows just who Sessh is in the demon underworld? Will she choose to keep serving Naraku or will she break free of him? Do you think she has an ulterior motive for being with him?

Then there's Kikyo: the girl's a right hot mess *lolz* and you can tell she's really torn between Inuyasha and Naraku. Her connection to Naraku in the past will be gradually revealed and their history will give clarity to how he's treating her. Still not justified by any stretch of the imagination, but at least you'll have a better understanding of just how their relationship became so f'ed up. She's got some major crap to wade through in the meantime...

And how the heck are Touga and Kagome?! Isn't this fic all about THEM? I ARE ConFUZED... Lol, you'll just have to sit tight until chapter five, because I had to cool those two down just a tad. Touga has had it way too easy, but he's in for an ice-cold wake-up call if he thinks he's got Kagome in the bag ; ) She hasn't forgotten how Sesshomaru threatened her family and forced her to into Touga's custody.

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