Ok everyone! Before I start, I would like everyone to give the lovely SerenityMonkala a round of applause for her graduation! Two more months and that crazy bitch is going to collage! I know I shouldn't be this happy after all; we ARE unleashing her on her poor unsuspecting collage…
This chapter is in honor of Fathers Day! All hail my daddy Old Grenadier! This is for him!
It may be a little confusing… Sesshomaru's dad shows up! And… He is a good guy! Yay! This one is VERY LOOSELY based on the object. And yes, I am aware that it is nowhere near Halloween. I don't really give a shit. The design for Sesshomaru's kimono came from this picture h t t p : / / a s h u r a – o u . d e v i a n t a r t . c o m / a r t / K a g u r a - 2 0 6 9 3 3 7 3 1 you will have to take the spaces out. WARNING: Attempted rape. Major OOC.
Disclaimer: I own… CHOCOLATE!... And Iced Tea.
Drabble 11: Halloween Bag
"Naraku! Naraku!"
The dark haired half demon turned at the soft voice that was calling him. Sesshomaru was jogging to catch up with him. Naraku smiled. The beautiful Inu had been his for almost a year.
Sesshomaru's boots squeaked on the pavement as he skidded to a halt in front of the spider. The taller man was the tinniest startled when a bright orange piece of paper was thrust in his face. "Look! The committee for the Halloween ball has approved my design!" Naraku had never seen Sesshomaru so bouncy and happy. Was he even breathing? "I'll be working on concept design and scenery!"
Before Sesshomaru could start another sentence, Naraku swooped down and captured those tempting, pale pink lips with his own. He smirked when he felt the dog demon go limp in his arms and began to kiss back. When he pulled away, Sesshomaru was flushed and panting, his eyes almost swirling. With that out of the way and the younger man affectedly subdued, Naraku plucked the paper from Sesshomaru's hands.
"Myths, legends, folklore, and fairy tales? What an interesting concept for a Halloween dance." He stated, snapping Sesshomaru back into reality. "Why, may I ask, did you choose this idea?" Sesshomaru looked away, blushing and fidgeting. Naraku chuckled, tugging the pale being into his arms. "I am assuming that you wished me to be your knight in shining armor?" He asked, sweeping the Inu into another searing kiss. "Do not worry, My Beautiful One, for you will always be MY Damsel in Distress…"
He wasn't aware how true that comment really was…
X. X. X.
October 31st, 12:26 pm.
The month had gone by rather quickly. Flyers for the school Halloween Ball had been handed out in pumpkin shaped bags.
The school itself had gone through an amazing transformation. Every classroom and every hallway showed a scene from a myth or legend. The gym, the three stories of the main building, the two story music and dance building, the art building, the court yard, and the cafeteria building all held a tale and a theme.
Truth be told, the school had been doing this for some years now. The students and staff were given parts of jobs. They would dress up according to their job. For a ten dollar adult and a five dollar child entry fee, anyone in town could get in and enjoy the festivities. A Halloween party bag was handed out to each guest. There was live music and games, as well as food and artwork. It was all in all a popular event.
At exactly 9:30 pm, the gates opened to the fairy tale worlds the students had created. The jazz band was on a platform in the court yard, dressed as Muses. The lead guitarist was Naraku. It was actually some what funny, the jazz band playing rock and roll, and doing a fairly good job of it. The game and food booths surrounded them.
To the right, the thin art building gave way to a larger room at the end of its red brick, now painted like clouds hallway. The large room on each end was designed to make up a Japanese version of the weaver and the herdsman, a story where a beautiful weaver and a shepherd fell in love, so their parents separated them, sending the weaver to the heavens and the shepherd to Earth. The myth say that, when the sun and moon meet in eclipse, that the two lovers meet.
In the last room was Sesshomaru, telling the second half of the legend. He was dressed in a two layer kimono, a deep crimson, patterned with black flowers was pulled over an almost see through black, tied with a yellow obi. Soft red brown slipper shoes graced his feet. His silver hair flowed over his shoulders, a single ruby pin holding it out of his right eye. The entire outfit gave him the appearance of being fragile. A fact he hated…
X. X. X.
As it turns out the event closed at 12:00 pm. Some of the parents and students had opted to stay and clean up. One such student was Sesshomaru Inutaisho, who was to be located in the art building putting things away and locking up.
The room was cleaned, props boxed, and tables cleared. Sesshomaru sighed, he could finally go. His plans consisted of finding his parents, kissing Naraku, eating, and going home. As he lifted one last box into place, the door creaked open.
Great, here comes one of the teachers, here to tell him he had to help with the court yard before he could go home…
The door however, slammed shut and the lock clicked. He turned around and came face to face with a blue haired dragon.
"Ryura?"
X. X. X.
"Mr. Inutaisho?" The taller Inu turned towards the voice and the sound of foot steps. Naraku flinched at the golden eyed glare he received. He much preferred Sesshomaru's soft amber.
To say Touga Inutaisho was a small man would be lying through your teeth. Not only was he of a naturally large demon race, he was a member of the city S.W.A.T.T. team, as well as a part time detective.
Touga was a tall, broad shouldered man who towered over his five foot eight wife by nearly three feet. He looked so similar to Sesshomaru and yet, so different. Sesshomaru's waste length hair was silver. Touga's shoulder length hair was stark white, akin to Inuyasha's. Touga's rounded face was accented with harsh gold eyes, while Sesshomaru's pale amber eyes offset his sharpened features, highlighting the delicate lines of his high cheek bones. Sesshomaru was also both shorter and thinner than his father. Shaking these thoughts from his head, Naraku approached the towering demon.
"Mr. Inutaisho, have you seen Sesshomaru?"
"I thought he was with you…"
X. X. X.
"The last place I saw him was the art building."
Touga nodded. "We should check there then." Touga moved to pull open the door. He jingled the handle, but the door to the main art building wouldn't budge. "It's locked…"
"I have a key." A new voice chimed in from behind them. A male half demon teacher, with dark brown hair and a faded scar across the left side of his face stood behind them, a set of keys grasped in his hands. Goryomaru stepped forward and fitted the keys in the lock with his good arm. The old lock clicked and the door swung open with an audible creak.
The three men stepped into the hallway, checking empty classrooms as they went.
They were halfway down the hall when they heard a scream. An agonized cry of pain reverberated down the hall. It was then that the rich, sweet copper scent of blood hit their noses. Naraku took off down the hall in a dead run.
The final door at the end of the hall was locked. Naraku growled as another pain filled scream rent the air. In a rage, he practically ripped the door of its hinges, immediately lunging forward and ripping the dragon off his boyfriend.
They tumbled on the floor, Naraku managing to get a good three of four punches in. A tentacle ripped from his back, pinning the dragon's arms and legs together. Goryomaru was in next and, seeing the condition of the Inu, he pulled his phone out and proceeded to call the cops, as well paramedics. Finally, Touga pushed through the door, moving quickly and scooping his battered puppy into his arms.
Sesshomaru looked really bad.
His kimono was ripped in tatters, pulled half off his body, revealing jagged claw marks and gashes. The bleeding lacerations crisscrossed his legs and waste, running the length of his back. Bites lined his inner thighs and neck. His chest had been bitten into, his nipples having received the worst treatment, the little nubs of flesh swollen, red, and bleeding. The sides of his kiss swollen lips were ripped, bitten, something having been shoved into his mouth. If the dragon's state of undress was anything to tell by, it wasn't hard to imagine what. Sesshomaru's wrists were red and raw.
His body showed all the signs of an attempted rape.
Touga cradled his pup, the slender Inu whimpering and sobbing into his fathers shoulder. The sounds of sirens filled the air. The door opened and two police officers stepped in. They turned inquisitive eyes towards the elder Inu. Touga held his puppy all the more closer.
"Don't bother with me. Get that Bastard out of my sight…"
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Lady BloodDove
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