Okay maybe establishing the pairing isn't going to happen in this chapter, hehe, I don't know what happened...maybe I waffle to much, I'll leave you to decide, LOL
Freeing the bird from the cage was a miracle waiting to never happen. Freeing the guardian from its responsibility was nothing but a fairy tale. Freeing simply Kagome was a farfetched notion beyond reach. That was the basic fact about me. True to my name, true to my nature, true to who I am defined to be, I was a prisoner to my own fate and destiny. I have told you once before have I not? That Sesshomaru believes and strives forward, where I lay motionless in my eternal bed not once making an effort, at all. And this, this new development was no different. It was just another way of reminding me that I was a trapped little girl, locked away in a prison, isolated, knowing nothing but loneliness, not even love, just loneliness.
I find myself not to be the bad company you have made me out to be.
He had the freedom of my mindscape, the limitless access to all my darkness and secrets unknown. His voice had made itself comfortable into my ears, whispering sweet nothings and luring me into another trap made from my foolishness. Or maybe it was just another ploy of fate. It was hard to differentiate these days. Nothing made sense and yet at the same time it did. What I see from my eyes is something else in the eyes of the other majority- your usual difference in perception, only mine was in the effect of madness. He played games. Turning my own ears from my own self, and clouded my eyes into seeing what he painted generously for me.
Even you have accepted your fate to be alone. I am just here to fill that empty space.
It was lies. All lies. Nothing he spoke was the truth, and then sometimes he spoke some truth and I just chose to not believe. Once upon a time if I had the honour of falling into this misfortune, I would've at least expected Midoriko to be hushing into my ears, challenging my opinions or advising me, not him raiding into every notion, every action and commenting, praising- it was unreal.
Maybe one day you will learn to enjoy my presence.
I doubt that day would come, Naraku, I snapped back with a hiss and a growl. Like those many days I was back to where it all began- before the windows of my chamber. Three days I was forbidden the world beyond the manor gates. Guards were set up at every given station, the youki barrier was in motion and I was to be sated inside the manor walls or into the solstice of my room. Handled with utmost fragility and coated with sweetened words and actions, I questioned the maids and servants their intelligence. I was just strayed from my sanity, not dumb and incompetent. Only to add more fire into the fuel, Sesshomaru did nothing but sit back and enjoy the show with the sadism he and I shared. Only I wasn't laughing.
"Does this bother you?" Sesshomaru asked as he stepped beside me. I glanced at the closed doors and back to his still regal posture, hands locked behind him and face looking out towards the shadowed forest. Was he going to lax anytime soon? Or remain like the ice prick he was?
"Not in the least." And then I saw it. The smirk that spoke many unforeseen deaths. I shuddered.
"I have heard of your infatuation with the Host Club belonging to the Ouran academy." He stated, like everything else that come forth from his lips.
Grinning, I cocked my head to the side. "Does that bother you?" I fired back with equal coolness. Sesshomaru scoffed sneering at my attempt to outdo him.
"Not in the least, however, keep in mind they are merely humans. We do not want Kagome-clones running around the academy. Imagine the horror." My jaw slacked for just a moment. In the three days that I had been denied my freedom, I smiled.
"Sesshomaru joking? The world must have gone wrong somewhere…" I trailed off watching him intently through my peripheral vision. It was a big deal considering he was so emotionally mellow and suddenly he's making fun- an attempt in the least- aside from being the 'sweet and supportive' kind.
That is surprising indeed.
And just as my smile came, it had left. Leave it to Naraku to ruin my joy- it was after all, his only sole purpose in this demeaning existence. Sighing, I opened my mouth to continue on with my hopeless mockery.
"Despicable." Startled by his angered tone, I stared curiously at his barely noticeable twitching form. Raising a brow when he did not say more, I shifted my gaze towards the same window I was accustomed to and that Sesshomaru was also now glaring at.
"Is there something not to your liking?" I questioned with squinted eyes trying to magically see if there were any smudges of dirt or dust found on the window. Seeing none, I would've confirmed Sesshomaru had finally lost his cool if he had not spoken up.
"It seems we have unwanted visitors." He said through gritted teeth. With the swift pivot of his feet, I watched him glide out the door with a hard slap of the now closed door. Pushing out my senses, not too far away, probably a mile or maybe nearer, were seven particular auras that held my current desire. I smirked.
Amazing isn't it? Unable to feast upon your pawns openly and yet they willingly step into your territory on a silver platter.
Agreeing with Naraku couldn't get any more wrong than it was already with him settling inside my head. This was an amazing turn of events. Staring out onto the woods, I plundered into a foreseeing vision where it was me standing gloriously before the writhing host club, withering away on the cold ground , painting it greedily crimson in the process. They were moaning and groaning, some screaming, crying into their despair. I could imagine the girl, Haruhi, locked behind bars screaming for her friends, begging for me to stop this…this lunacy. It was almost mouth-watering. No it was mouth-watering. I might have been already salivating, licking my lips for the imaginary taste of their painted body. Mmm, yes, it was sight to behold- soon to behold I hoped.
Mind made up, I scurried out of my room with silent steps, hiding my aura as I sneaked through the shadows of the manor. Reaching the eastern wing of the manor, I slipped down the stairs that led towards the side exit located far away from Sesshomaru's senses, but I wouldn't put it past him just yet. Opening up the sliding door, I stepped outside instantly putting up a barrier surrounding the house. This should keep Sesshomaru busy for a few minutes if he ever should figure out my sudden disappearance.
Naughty, naughty, Raven dearest, to go against the ferocious lord of the west so easily? He must have softened up over the centuries
Agreeing once again, I closed my eyes and sniffed the cool air of the grieving evening. The soft brush of cold air spread goose-bumps on my skin. I could feel my cheeks flush from the cold. Looking down onto the moist blades of grass, I smiled. It felt good. To be engrossed by the nature, to feel it course through your body, braid with your soul- I felt human again. Unfortunately, if it wasn't for the angered howl emitting from inside the manor, I would have forgotten my original plans on why I ventured outside and trapped an angry demon.
"Ah!" I yelped jumping safely away from the glass door when Sesshomaru slammed a fist against the barrier only to bound back with equal force. I smirked.
"Forgive me, Milord," I mocked. "But they call forth my beast and you of all know you should never deny ones beast." And I was gone leaving the sharp cuts of grass floating about in my hasty wake.
"Sato," I called out towards the gates keeper. Like every other living being in the Taisho estate, they were all demons except for me. Akiyama Sato was a bat demon who came to the Western lands seeking refuge. I grinned at his troubled look. "What troubles you?" I asked, ignoring the startled look of the driver beyond the gates.
Sato bowed. "Milady, you should not be out here." No, I shouldn't be, but it was expected my imprisonment would only lead to rebellious actions, was it not?
"I am free to wander my own manor, am I not?" Sato cringed back casting a look of hesitance towards the other party. Before he could reply, however, the door to the limo opened and stepped out the eccentric host.
"YOU!" Rolling my eyes towards the blonde 'prince', I raised a brow at his somewhat signature pose- was it just me or did he enjoy pointing dramatically at everyone with the other hands fisted against his hips and legs a good width apart?
"Souh Tamaki, I must be frank, you are before my residence because…?" Glancing up towards the darkening skies, my eyes clouded with a mist that spoke many things not nice. I felt Sato shy away from my growing need.
We should tie him up and cut him for even tickling the speck of your interests. And what of the others hiding away inside the pathetic travelling contraption? What horrors await your dear victims, Raven?
The skies thundered loudly. A squeak from inside the car had me smirking madly.
"We are here because he wanted to see you seeing as you disappeared for three days." Flattered. Kyouya, the host accounts manager of sorts, stepped out in all his glory. He pushed up his glasses with the tip of his index finger and bore me a deadpanned look. I gritted my teeth together to prevent an oncoming growl. "As the host club founder and leader, going against him is somewhat impossible." Then popped out another mop of blonde with bunny ears closely behind. And not to mention his tall keeper.
"Ka-go-me! Me and Usa-chan missed you!" the blonde midget sang with glittering eyes. I stepped back in shocked wonder.
"Hn." Mori agreed with Honey.
"Ka-go-me, how could you not come to school?" The twins jumped out of the limo hand in hand and pressed themselves against the cool gate, pushing away the awestruck driver. "You have pained our poor hearts!"
"Oh Kaoru, such treachery must be paid for!"
"Hikaru! I know how you feel. My sweet, sweet brother, we must fight anyhow-" Tamaki shrieked.
"Your heart? My already fragile heart has been stepped and beaten on! They all talk about her! And she's not even their to soothe the pure young hearts of our troubled maidens-"
"Stop it you guys!" Haruhi snapped pulling the two away by their ears all the while glaring nervously up into the clouds. She turned those eyes towards Tamaki. "And you! I told you we should not have come without calling first. We might have disturbed her or something. We should leave. Now!" Her need to leave was not as oblivious she might have wanted it to be. Was she scared of thunder? Stormy nights? Now, you know I must not let you go after knowing this.
HAHAHAHA! Yes! This becomes you, Raven! Growl and snap your human, blunt teeth, take what is rightfully yours! Make them beg and beg and beg! Crawling before your feet, squirming and grinding- HAHAHAHAHA!
Hush, Naraku, I have no time for you impeccable babbles.
With a snort I nodded at Sato to open the gates. "Let them in. I will be with them shortly." Or not…
I saw Sesshomaru's stilled but rigid form glaring at me from afar, his youki crackling fiercely, beckoning me unto him. I hissed with narrowed eyes, nails digging into the palm of my hands. My feet moved on its own like a puppet following a siren's call. Growling, I let his sharp claws clasp around my wrist. Eyeing him, he snapped his fangs shut around the juncture between my neck and shoulder and took us into the forests. Rarely did Sesshomaru snap. Rarely did he lose his temper. But I knew him. He honoured his natural, beasty ways, he honoured what he was. And as an Inu-youkai, he demanded submission. Something I had broken by keeping him away into the house as I saw to my needs.
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He might have made a mistake. Sesshomaru, who makes no mistakes, might have made one today. I stared at my naked reflection through hungered eyes. There were bruises and wounds scattered from head to toe, snickering at the hunger flaring in my eyes. The damage was healing, but the blood spilled out from some of the still open cuts ran down my skin till it pooled around my feet. The trail itself was mesmerizing. I lifted up my hands, letting my fingers rummage through my locks that spilled over my shoulder messily, and shadowed it down my hickey'd neck, through the valley of my breasts, past the claw marks on my belly and rested just above my vagina, where the bleeding was the most. You could guess what went on in the forest, apart from a sensual beating. He took and took and took, rutted with my body and I screamed for him, moaned and groaned for him to move harder and faster. I loved it all, loved how he threw me about the forest, slamming me against the trees and to finally have him seated inside of me. In all this was his mistake. His mistake…
Of enhancing the madness within you, to have you thrown into the pit of chaos and have you come out wanting more than before. Should I give you some ideas, Raven? You and I can join into a world, a reality, where you will be queen and I your loyal servant. You can do anything you want. Rip any heads, drink any blood, and consume any soul; whatever your black heart desires. Taint yourself. Throw this pathetic world into darkness.
You would enjoy that very much, wouldn't you, Naraku? I closed my eyes and dipped in my fingers through my hairless folds, touching, lingering at every soft spot, looking for any hidden crevices. My other, unused, hand reached up to toy with my nipples, occasionally brining that finger up to my lips to taste the blood on me.
Nothing has changed since my physical death. Only, of course, I am at your disposal now, but you wouldn't do that, would you, sweet Kagome? You would see to my wishes, no? I am what you seek. In me you can have everything. You can have those hosts you so desperately wish to devour and there will be no Sesshomaru. No one to stop you.
My head was thrown back as a silent scream passed through my lips. Two fingers moved within me. I left my nipples and moved it down to play with my clit instead. My knees buckled and I became a heaving heap on the cold ground floor before the mirror. The baths hot smoke wisped around me, smoking up the mirror leaving a hazed me staring into something devious, something dark and evil, something so luring that I couldn't look away. Legs wide open, hips up into the air, I moved my head around so I could get a better view of the person in a similar position as me. My body rocked itself against my fingers.
I can be that genie, but I won't limit you to three wishes, I will grant you everything, anything and all you have to do is give in. Let me take away your fears; let me shoulder your burden. And when you do, you will feel nothing but pleasure. Not even doubt or regret. You can finally be free. I will set you free.
"Ahh…" with half-lidded eyes I watched as my breast rise up and deflate back down in synch with my fuzzy breath. Adding a third finger I curled and uncurled them furiously, trying to reach my high. Was it wrong to say that Naraku's whispers helped? His words swirled around my body, touching me, they spoke dirty things, they wriggled and pinched, left their unseen marks- was it wrong? It was just like any other dirty talk, can this be the same? With one last curl and I climaxed- body elevating into a smooth arch. I stood up on shaky legs, hands against the mirror for support. A dry chuckled escaped my lips when the clouds roared and the squeaks of Haruhi echoed from downstairs.
Your arousal has not been sated.
Stating the obvious has always been a hateful thing to do. Annoyed, I took a quick dip into the bath and dressed myself. Sesshomaru had reluctantly left after a phone call from one of the opposing businesses cutting our rutting short. But even after my own personal pleasure, I was not satisfied. Not yet at least. I had a host club waiting for me downstairs and I'd be damned if I let their polite visit go to waste.
Clad in my usual gothic, laced black dress, I sauntered into the living room. They were fidgeting, well, Haruhi was at least. The twins made themselves homey, exploring the room as if they owned it. Tamaki was relaxed in his seat, his arm thrown protectively over the shoulder of Haruhi as she whimpered with often fearful looks out the window. Mori sat as motionless as possible making exceptional movements when Honey called for his attention as he played with his rabbit doll. And Kyouya made himself useful by writing down onto his clipboard at whatever he found interesting.
"I see you have been treated well?" I said looking down at the empty cup and plates. With a surprised gasp they all turned their eyes towards me.
"There will be a storm tonight; I extend my invitation to you all if you wish to stay the night." Seating myself on a single leather chair facing the host club members, I smoothed out the imaginary creases on my dress and smiled.
"Awfully quiet, aren't you?" Kyouya cleared his throat.
"We've been waiting for more than two hours, is that how you greet your guests?"
"You have come uninvited and I let you in, isn't that enough kindness from my part?" With thinned lips, he said no more. Honey sniffled burying his large face into the dainty neck of the rabbit doll.
"Do you not want us here, Gome?" My nose scrunched up in response to the name. Gome? Distasteful.
I think it's rather cute, especially when he screams it out in pure, torturing pain.
Must you comment on everything? I sighed inwardly trying not to show any signs of annoyance or frustration. I imagined Naraku smile slyly.
You have yet to throw me out and since you haven't, I will take it as my permission to soar into your business.
"Gome?" Brought back to reality, I looked down at Honey who was now standing before me, hesitance smeared on his face as he looked between my eyes and knees. I tried not to roll my eyes so openly. He really did remind me of Shippou, scarily a lot.
"I was just surprised. Do not fret, you are wanted here." and he smiled, a big smile from ear to ear and he showed his happiness even more so by squealing himself onto my lap. Squeezing my legs together to relieve the arousal that was still burning in the pit of my stomach, I shifted the child-like boy so that he was sitting on my knee, safely away from my hot core. Mori frowned displeasingly from his spot, but did not do anything about it. Biting back on my tongue I looked around the room. Oddly enough, neither the twins nor Tamaki spoke. Haruhi was the furthest from my mind. Nothing wrong with her, but she didn't spite my interesting unlike the others, especially the two quiet, mysterious hosts.
"I assume Fujioka fears the thunder?" Haruhi fringed, curling into the arm of Tamaki. Mustering a soft smile, I cocked my head to the side. "Frightening isn't it?"
"Ehhhh? So Kagome does have a fear?" My body hummed in excitement. Was this the moment I was waiting for? A little playtime? Their teasing really knew no bounds, hand no ends.
"Hikaru, do you know what she's scared of?"
"You know what this means, don't you, Kaoru?" The rest of the host club smiled at the twin's antics.
"Who will be the first person to find what Kagome is scared of?" Laughing maniacally, they moved their slithering body towards Tamaki, winking in trickery. And somewhere along the way, I did not even notice Honey move from his place on my knee and squeeze in between Tamaki and Haruhi to add in his sweetened mockery.
"What do you say boss? It'll be like Haruhi all over again." And my amusement stopped right there. By now I would've have thought comparing 'Kagome' would have stopped in its magical ride, but centuries later, twins of hell bring it up again- to a human who lacks appeal for the fact. Biting back on my tongue, I tried not to gnash out.
Would you look at that? I think people love comparing you to others, Raven. If you ask me, I would say you look like the girl too, but of course, she's the ideal type, the stronger, the sane, the-
SILENCE! – I glared at the innocent maroon rug, my unsettled mood going unnoticed by the host club who busied themselves into this 'game'. Comparison was something I had not made amends with, actually I had many that I made no amendments with, but comparison won the title, deserved recognition and ruined everything. I had the fucker beaten right into me, thrown at me in every direction and I'd be damned more than ever before if I had let it push me around again. The soft pats of footsteps rode me out of my inner tantrum. Looking up, my glare was averted towards the maid before me.
She bowed. "Milady, should I prepare diner for you and your guests?" Sighing, I cleared my thoughts of possible murder and propped an elbow on the armrest and balled up my fist before laying my chin on top. I looked towards the rattling hosts. Haruhi, as expected, was the only quiet one, frigid and scared. I snickered.
"Do not bother, though I will keep them for the night."
"Yes Milady, I will inform Lord Sesshomaru of their-"
"No," and with a sharp look, she swallowed back her retort. "I will inform him of this. You are dismissed." She turned to leave, but as if light bulb lighting up above my head I stopped her. "Clear out the house when your work has been completed, I want some alone time with my guests." And her wavering aura and the visible shiver of fear gave me my temporary satisfaction. Feeling eyes upon my person, I looked to find purple hues staring with narrowed eyes. I smiled. In return he just scribbled away in his clipboard. Being ignored like that, I would want nothing more than to rip the clipboard out of his hands and destroy it before him; wonder if he would shout out in protest and anger that his precious little dirt pile was now nothing more than the trash waiting to be cleaned up. Tempting.
Sooner or later you know you would want to get your filthy, bloodied hands on them. You know that don't you?
Yes, I did. Isn't that why I was doing this? Letting them stay here so that they could walk right into my trap. Isn't that why I bothered to even talk with them so I could feel them on me, inside me, weeping like trapped rabbits and no Alice from wonderland to help them, no heroic figure to come to their rescue . Wasn't that all according to the mysterious plan that keeps changing, but goes with the flow? Wasn't it all going to how I wanted it to be? And when I'm done, ugly scattered lines on their wrists, their body will be all because of me. Me. I'm their walking razor. I'm their walking tragedy. I'm their walking death.
Then do something, Raven. Rape their naïve minds, fuck their beings and throw them aside to wait for their next taking.
I nodded unconsciously eyeing Haruhi as Naraku continued his syringe of words impregnated with a vile promise of slaughter, more and more and more of slaughter.
Torment her. Nature is with you. They want you to bruise her red. They want you to poison her blue. They want you to break every piece of bones, turn it into ampersand, and worm her into the ground and gut her with a scalpel.
In response to his words, not only was madness aroused, but so was my previous arousal. I stood up and took little steps towards the frightened girl who was all forgotten by her friends just so they could construct their game of challenge. She was shivering like a lost puppy; her eyes were squeezed closed with tears brimming on the sides. I suppose it could be surprising that Tamaki had left her in that state so easily. But I'm still here to soothe away her fears. Especially if the watchful eyes of Kyouya was currently moved to somewhere else.
Makes me wonder for someone as fragile as her, would she wake up from her sleep tonight? Or ever?
"Haruhi," I called out. "May I call you Haruhi?" I whispered lowing myself down on the couch next to her. Her subtle nod made me smirk. Lifting up an arm, I wrapped it around her shoulder with a tight squeeze to let her know that I was there, painfully there. Haruhi lifted up her head and opened her brown eyes to gaze at me in confusion. She smiled wearily.
"I thought you hated me, you know, ever since that day." I smiled with a small laugh. I would say her outspoken words of assuming I wasn't broken was amusing, but for her to take my daring retort so seriously?
"You never knew, so I don't hold you for anything." Haruhi sighed, but her weary gaze stayed in place.
"I'm sorry for this, you don't have to do this," she said waving loosely at my 'supportive' gesture. "Just give me a table to hide under…and a blanket…ha-ha…"
"Now we can't have that can we," I hooked a finger under her chin and brought her face closer to mine. Her eyes widened. It was like looking into a deep pool of brown that would soon be infected with red if I wished it.
"Let me help you, friend."
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