"Where do you think you are going?" Kagura said looking down at InuYasha and his crew as they approached the gate of Naraku's mansion.

"We've come to rescue Miu," Kagome yelled, clutching her bow tightly in her trembling hands.

"Where the hell is she?" InuYasha shot up at her.

"Oh the fox bitch?" Kagura smirked while crossing her arms underneath her chest. "I don't really think she needs rescuing, she should be enjoying herself quite a bit." She gave a wink in their direction.

They all grimaced at the thought of Naraku putting his filthy hands on Miu, and the thought of her actually enjoying it. As they looked up at the mansion they could tell all the lights were off except for one, which is where Miu must be.

All of them took a step forward, but Kagura used her fan to send blades of wind at them. "That's cute; you think Naraku doesn't know that you maggots are here?" She laughed loudly.

I groggily open my eyes, the room seemed foggy and distant to me. Strange scents wafted through the air and found its way to my nose. I let my head fall to the side and I could see candles burning.

My lips were slightly parted as I tried to breathe, but it was hard. My tongue flicked out between my lips, trying to keep them moist. I wasn't in my regular kimono, I could tell the difference in the fabric.

I struggled to lift my head up; through the haze I could tell I was in a plain white satin robe. My legs were no longer tied together; they lay slightly apart though, so I tried to sit up. It felt as though a huge weight was on my chest, making it hard for me to breathe. "The hell," I was dazed and confused. My voice came out raspy.

I was finally able to sit up fully, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and they just dangled there, my hand keeping me up. I hung my head, trying to catch my breath, my other hand clutched tightly around the front of my robe making it cover up my bosom.

I felt so weak, and drained. I had to get out, and this was my chance to leave, and it may be the only one I'll ever get since no one was watching me. I slid towards the edge of the bed until my feet finally touched the cold hard-wood floor. It took all my strength to pull myself up and out of bed.

My shoulder was pressed hard against the wall as I tried to keep myself balanced. I was struggling with each step that I took. It felt as though I had heavy weights attached to each ankle. Lifting my head, I locked my sight on the door… it seemed as though it stretched forever.

I was half way to the door when my knees gave; and I slid down the wall, sweat gleaming on my forehead. Ever since mother took away the jewel, I've been weak. I groaned in misery, as I gave up on getting back up.

"Oh you're up," I looked up to see the double doors had opened and Naraku stood there, leaning against the frame in a straight black and purple robe.

I tried to tell him to fuck off, but my breath was getting caught in my throat. I wheezed loudly and glared up at him. My fingers tightening up around my robe, I inched my way back.

He chuckled as he walked to me; I pressed my back up against the wall as he reached me. He bent down towards me, cupping my chin, he licked his lips. "So tired, but still trying to resist me?" His face was inches from mine; I could feel his warm breath on my lips. "Give in, I can tell you want to…"

He had kneeled between my legs; my arms had fallen to my side as I became dazed. He smirked. Wrapping his arms around me, he picked me up and gently laid me back on the bed, my robe falling open slightly.

I stared up at the dark ceiling. [i]Kill me,[/i] I thought repeatedly. I felt in crawling over me, and then his face came into view, his red eyes looking deep into my glossed over green ones.

Lowering his head, he pressed his lips against my dry lips; his tongue slithered out, forcing my lips to part. I didn't fight him as his tongue slipped past my lips and started exploring the crevices inside. I didn't take my eyes off of his as he didn't close his eyes either.

His knees were situated on both sides of my hips. He slid one hand inside my open robe around to my back, lifting me up slightly. He took his free hand to slide the sleeves off of my shoulders and down my arms.

He laid me back down, his lips trailing down from my lips to my neck. He grazed his teeth along my neck until he reached my collar bone. The hand that was on my back had traveled and was resting just below my left breast.

His breath became shallower as he started kissing lower and lower down my chest. With each kiss, I couldn't help but feeling sparks of excitement shoot up and down my body.

"Your heart beat is skyrocketing, Miu. Could it be that you are enjoying this just as much as I am?" He chuckled as he looked up at me, his hot wet tongue sliding up the valley between my breasts.

"You wish… you sick son of a bitch." I managed to spit out between trying to catch some air to breathe. I heard him chuckle again as he took both of my hands in his and held them above my head. My red hair lay scattered on the white silk sheet.

"I love it when you talk dirty," he tilted his head back and laughed. I glared up at him. I was trying to pull out of his grip, but my strength was still zapped. He pushed my arms closer together and held my by wrists.

I saw him smirk down at me. His free hand trailed down the underside of my arm, making my skin tingle more than it already was. His nails scraped gently down my skin, going down my side.

He untied the rope around my waist, and then completely took off my robe. I was now exposed to him. I bit on my lips as I looked up at him. My green orbs pleading with him to stop, but my lips were quivering too much to say anything.

He shuffled around above me when I tried closing my legs, so that his knee was between my sensitive thighs.

"Please…" I murmured helplessly, which fell upon deaf ears. Rather, ears that didn't care too much about the cries coming from below. He sat up on his knees and let his robe fall off of his shoulders, but he robe was still tied together by a sliver of fabric.

I looked back up at the ceiling, trying to focus on something different, anything else would do… I just don't want to be here, not now. A knot was swelling up in my throat, making it difficult to swallow and even more difficult to breathe.

Naraku was going to win; he was going to be able to do as he pleased with me. After ruining my life all those years ago, now he's going to do this…

He hovered over me, his lips barely touching mine. "I am going to enjoy my meal," he forced his lips on mine roughly, his tongue sliding back in my mouth as I tried to protest against him, but my own body betrayed me by being too weak.

[i]Oomph [/i]I heard from above me.