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Warnings: A twisted hanyou and hinds of bondage…
This chap is written half by panda chan and half by me…
So here's chapter 7. Enjoy!
THE CONFINED MOON
Chapter 7
Meaning of words:
(1) Hiryonin: It is a general term for the word "slave"
(2) Kosode: Thekosode(袖)is a basic Japanese robe for both men and women. Worn as both an undergarment and overgarment, it is what most people imagine when using the much broader term kimono. The literal meaning of the term kosode is"smallsleeve,"which refers to the sleeve opening. Kosode are T-shaped, have a looser fit than the Kimono and come in varying lengths. Often worn with hakama (pleated, divided skirt) for men or naga-bakama (very long hakama) for women, as in the case of the Miko.
(3) Furisode: It is a special type of kimono. It can be recognized by its extremely long sleeves spanning anywhere from 39 to 42 inches, it is also the most formal kimono an unwed woman wears. The Furisode advertises that a woman is not only of age but also single.
A loud crash rang throughout the huge bedroom. A tickle of blood flowed freely from the wound on Naraku's hand yet the hanyou didn't even batter an eyelash over it. The wound had already started to heal. He looked at the gaping hole created where his fist had hit the wall. Brows furrowed, Naraku contemplated over the matter at hand again.
Lately his mind had been preoccupied with the images of pale body covered in bruises with petal pink lips and shimmering silver strands of hair. Sometimes at night he laid awake after dreaming about the beautiful lord that was currently his hiryonin (1). In these dreams the Inu would lay lifeless, bruised and battered on a blood covered floor or sometimes those fierce golden eyes would glare at him with deadly intent while his sword clashed with the Lord's. Naraku shook his head slowly. These were more like memories than dreams. He could almost hear the soft flutter of the kasode (2) and the gentle swoosh of his furisode (3) as the beautiful Lord moved around with his grace and meticulousness. The silky strands that were caressed by the tender winds shone silver in the golden sunlight always managed to leave Naraku somewhat breathless.
Naraku frowned remembering the time he had found the beautiful Inu lord in the cellar- all bruised and battered. That moment something seemed to stir deep inside Naraku's heart. The blood and damage on Sesshomaru's body made him feel almost...something akin to….sadness?
Naraku shook his head again scowling. What the hell was he thinking? He was feeling distressed for the sake of the Inu yokai? The same Inu yokai he shows antipathy towards? The very one he wants to insult and break? Naraku almost laughed at the mere thought. No, he definitely didn't feel "distressed" over the Lord's health or well being. He was merely attracted to the dai-yokai's appearances somewhat.
Yet the argument in his head didn't really satisfy him. The memories of Hakuru's hands touching the Dai yokai so intimately during the mizuage made anger course through his veins like lava. He gritted his teeth in annoyance. Naraku had told Hakuru to stop toying with his merchandise before Hakuru got his arms cut off for such an act. Then he had bought Sesshomaru.
Naraku smirked coldly at that. It was said to be the Dai yokai's mizuage wasn't it? So that means Sesshomaru was pure and had never been intimate with anyone before. Besides Sesshomaru wears a furisode, does he not? It symbolizes that he indeed is a virgin.
Naraku's aura darkened with lust and anger. He was going to prove to himself once and for all that he truly hated Sesshomaru. All these emerging new feelings inside him were nothing but lust and the unbearable thirst to overpower the demon Lord completely until the other was completely broken and humiliated.
Sesshomaru slowly stirred from his dreamless slumber feeling the loving warmth of his mokomoko wrapped around him. His mind registered an aching pain all over his body and suddenly the memories from the cellar flashed through his mind. The first emotion he felt was disgust. Though nothing showed on his stoic face, he slowly began to feel his temper rise.
He let go of a silent sigh trying to calm his nerves and looked around. It seemed to be a healer's chamber with a single window. Dim moonlight shone through it slightly illuminating the bed he laid on. Sesshomaru grunted in pain as he tried to sit up. He fell back down on the bed frowning faintly at the ache that had surged through his body. He looked around the room again and noticed a hint of movement.
The stature of a man stood in the shadows and once again Sesshomaru cursed the blasted seal on him. It had dulled his senses upto a point where he couldn't even notice such an obvious presence in the room!
Naraku smirked cruelly as he slowly stepped out of the shadows.
"How the mighty have fallen. Tsk tsk tsk. The great Inu yokai is nothing better then a new born puppy with dull senses ne? Just like those weak humans you seem to despise so much dear Sesshomaru." Naraku mocked.
"Hold your tongue before I rip it out of your mouth you filthy hanyou"
Sesshomaru's voice came out gruff yet low and cold filled with malice.
"I'd love to see you try puppy. For now you are even weaker than this 'filthy hanyou'" Naraku said with a teasing look.
He could almost see the anger radiating from Sesshomaru. Naraku smirked. It was sure to be a promising night indeed.
The dark demon slowly walked to the bed with an odd gleam in his eyes. Sesshomaru's face remained passive from where he lay but inside he had a bad feeling seeing the black haired man getting closer looking almost like he was stalking a prey. This was getting dangerous.
The seal might have caged his power but it did nothing to the control he had over his expressions. Yet that didn't do him much good as Naraku smiled seeing right through his cold mask for the moment.
"Afraid Sesshomaru? Well you have every reason to be since you are no longer a match for me."
Naraku mocked and Sesshomaru didn't hold back the small scowl this time.
"Do not dare compare me with someone like yourself, you lowly hanyou" Sesshomaru bit back.
Was the filthy thing trying to scare him? How dare he? Sesshomaru held his ground as Naraku sat beside him. Besides it's not like the silver haired yokai had a choice, he was almost immobilized from the already existing pain.
"So disgusted you've always been Sesshomaru..."
Naraku said as his finger gently traced the demon marking on Sesshomaru's cheek. A pale hand swatted away the offending limb weakly but heatedly. Naraku looked at the beautiful lord's face only to see barely concealed disgust and anger.
"And where did that get you?" Naraku taunted.
A spider web shot out from Naraku's hands and tied the Tai yokai's hands firmly above his head to the bed post. Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed dangerously as he bared his fangs to let out a disapproving growl.
"What is the meaning of this hanyou?" Sesshomaru asked outraged.
Sesshomaru's eyes widened when in a flash the sheets were yanked away from his body, leaving him in a light white cotton robe; vulnerable to cold winds and hungry eyes of Naraku. Before Sesshomaru could say anything another tug caused the robe to be ripped away from his left shoulder leaving his bruised and marked chest naked for all eyes to see. It had either happened too quickly or Sesshomaru's sight was nothing more then a human's who couldn't follow the movements of demon. The latter seemed to apply here.
Sesshomaru's heart thumped hard in his chest. His situation had just taken a turn for the worst.
There done!..Erm…I'm actually scared of what you guys are thinking after reading that!.. :P
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Anywho no flames please. Chap 8 will be uploaded after 6 days. Till then Ja Ne!
