Rin let out a loud moan as she rode Yuka's fingers. Earlier she had cut off Yuka's index finger, pinkie, and thumb, since Rin only needed the middle and ring finger to bring her to orgasm. As she rode her fingers Rin kept stabbing her with the needle she used to sew up her ugly mouth, that was after she broke some teeth.

Rin enjoyed hearing the girl's scream and decided that she would be the one to kill her...today. Even if she didn't want to kill her she was too caught up in her thirst for blood that she wouldn't be able to stop herself.

She removed fingernails, toenails, teeth, and sewed up her lips while the girl thrashed and squirmed. As Rin felt her orgasm approaching she took the needle and showed it into her right eye before moving to the left.

"Shh shh, almost there. Don't give up." Rin moaned out, her voice loud and excited. "Just a little more."

Because of the pain of the needle being stabbed in both of her brown eyes, Yuka let out a loud scream that seemed to echo on the walls. As she screamed, she widened her mouth too much causing the stitches that Rin worked so hard to do to rip from her lips. Some of the blood got on Rin's face and she eagerly licked it up.

"You taste amazing, my dear." When her orgasm began to unleash, Rin grabbed Yuka's head with both of her hands and slammed it down on the floor as she slammed her hips down on her fingers. She continued slamming her head, regardless of the way blood began to appear on the ground or the way Yuka's screams pierced the air, or the way her scream suddenly cut off as the back of her skull turned into mush and Rin was sure that the soft thing she was now touching was Yuka's brain.

After Rin finally came down from her high, she brought her head down to Yuka's, their foreheads touching, and gave her a quick kiss. She always kissed the people she enjoyed killing as a way of showing appreciation for their life. The people she didn't enjoy killing got no kisses. Rin's hands were very wet and she opened her eyes and looked at the mess she made or in Rin's mind, the masterpiece she created.

Yuka was so beautiful. Her eyes that had been stabbed with needles were bleeding which made it look as though she were crying red tears. Her lips had been torn when she screamed and ripped out the stitches and they were also red and bleeding. The back of Yuka's head though was a different story. Her skull had broken into pieces and she could see some of the brain peeking through.

Even still, Rin was quite impressed with herself though she did not envy whoever was unlucky enough to have to clean her artwork up afterward.

Looking down at herself, Rin realized she would need a shower soon before the blood dries and causes her skin to become itchy.

Putting a shower off for the moment, Rin used her left hand to lift up Yuka's head and used her right hand to grab a piece of the brain. She didn't want the whole thing, just a few pieces, once she got a big chunk, she also took Yuka's eyes, before leaving the basement and heading towards the backyard.

She opened the backdoor and the dogs excitedly greeted her, sniffing at her hands and licking some of the blood off of her body. She gave them pieces of the brain and watched as they chewed it up, relishing the taste then begging for more. There were six dogs but Yuka only had two eyes, what a pity, so Rin threw the eyes in the air and watched as all six dogs jumped for them and as the lucky two ate them while the unlucky four simply growled before licking Rin's hands.

Despite her activities, Rin had a heart and was capable of feeling sympathy so she let the dogs in and led them to the basement, before watching as they devoured Yuka's body. Blood splattered everywhere, chunks of flesh were ripped from the body before being quickly chewed and swallowed, one dog even started eating the face. Biting the flesh off until the muscle started to show before eating that too, until Rin could see bone. Another dog stuck his tongue inside the place where one of Yuka's eyes used to be and licked up some of the blood that was in there.

The sight of the dogs eating Yuka was so erotic to Rin that she began playing with herself until she orgasmed again. Rin was tempted to give Yuka another kiss just for that but she saw that she would only be kissing bones and decided not to.

It gave Rin some sick satisfaction to see that Yuka would go into the ground as dog shit. If Rin was feeling particularly kind, she might leave a box of the dog shit on the door step of the house that belonged to Yuka's mother.

Rin threw her head back and laughed at the thought.

X

The vomit came pouring up and burned the back of Kagome's poor little throat. She coughed, gagged, and coughed some more. Kagura made a noise of disgust but moved to hold Kagome's hair from her face while her hand rubbed soothing circles on Kagome's back, which did help a little.

When she was done vomiting in the toilet, she went to the bathtub and ran the water to wash her mouth out to get rid of the foul taste. "I'm sorry Kagura, I just felt sick." Kagome said.

"Which is the polite way of saying you're pregnant as fuck, correct?" Kagura asked.

Kagome smiled a little. "Most likely."

Kagura moved towards her. "I know you're pregnant. I've been pregnant and seen Rin pregnant so many times that I know the difference between sick vomiting, drunk vomiting, and pregnant vomiting."

Kagome placed a hand on her lower belly. "I wonder if it's a boy or a girl?" She said.

Kagura shrugged. "Who knows?" She said, her voice cold all of a sudden. "My advice to you is to not get attached."

Kagome's heart nearly stopped beating. "Why?"

Kagura smiled at her. "Life." Kagura stood up and excused herself, quickly fleeing from the room. Kagome followed after her.

She would have the answers she desired one way or the other. She grabbed the other woman by the shoulder tightly, "Be honest, what do you mean?"

Kagura sighed. "You see how they are." Kagura didn't have to say who they was, Kagome already knew but she was confused as to why Kagura would make it plural and include Sesshomaru.

"Does Sesshomaru want to hurt me?"

"He likes you and he wants you, and he gets what he wants." Kagura admitted.

This didn't shock Kagome. She had seen the looks Sesshomaru had given her. Inuyasha had given her those same exact looks when she first met him but Sesshomaru's look was more cold and harsh. With Inuyasha, she could almost tell what he was thinking, but with Sesshomaru, his face was a mask, as strange and unknown as the moon.

X

Ayumi was in distress, first Kagome, but not Yuka, and Hojo are missing.

How many friends will she lose?

Though the police couldn't find any leads, Ayumi kept hope alive and started looking for things on her own. She remembers the last text she got from Yuka about to meet some guy and something in her gut tells her that the guy is the one who killed her.

She went to the bar Yuka had visited and asked anyone if they had seen the man who she was with. They responded vaguely about the guy having long white hair but when Ayumi requested video of the night, they refused but they reassured her that they had given the video recordings over to the police.

Stuck with no leads, Ayumi resigned to let the police handle it though they had come up with nothing. The lazy bastards. Her friends could be suffering and they're sitting on their asses.

Ayumi then decided to go to the bar every single night to see if she could catch a glimpse of the man. She went there for a month straight and no white haired man showed up...until he did. He got out of a black and teal mustang that was quite beautiful if she was being honest, and walked into the bar smoothly. As he sat down, Ayumi got up and left. Walking outside and pretending to be on the phone, she looked at his tags and memorized them. It would do no good to question him and make him suspicious nor did Ayumi want to put herself in danger by trying to gain his trust via flirting. Her next course of action was to follow him. She got in her card and waited for him to leave.

When he finally left after about an hour or so, Ayumi followed him. Keeping her distant of course, she memorized which streets she was going down, specific places she passed, and followed him until he reached his neighborhood. She had his tags and knew what kind of car he drove, so to avoid suspicion, when he turned left into the exquisite neighborhood, Ayumi kept going straight.

A cold feeling washed over her as she drove straight and quickly glanced left at the black car. She couldn't help but feel as though his eyes were watching her from the rear view mirror, as he sped further and further into the neighborhood.

A week went by before Ayami got the nerve to go to the neighborhood. As she drove slowly, she saw the black and teal mustang parked outside a rather large and grand house. Picking up her phone and holding it to her ear, she pretended to be on it and glanced every so often at the house. Suddenly, the door opened and a man with white hair, not the one from before she quickly noted, stepped out. This one was a bit taller, more lean, and more...odd. Ayumi couldn't find the words to describe him, she just did not like him.

He was the type of stranger that you immediately wanted to get away from. The type of stranger on the bus that you can't help but feel like they are staring at you, though when you look at them, their eyes are elsewhere.

He looked at her and she smiled and he nodded his head, his eyes never leaving her. Those eyes seemed to pierce right through her soul as if he could tell what she was thinking.

Deciding she stayed long enough, she drove away. And in her rear view mirrors, she did notice him watching her, his golden eyes creepy and unreadable. It didn't seem like he was blinking or breathing.

A week had passed since then and Ayumi hadn't been back to the neighborhood in that time. As she got home after leaving the gym, she petted her cat for a few minutes before immediately heading to the showers to rinse away the sweat and dirt.

She threw on a light towel before jumping face first into her bed and nearly becoming one with the sheets. She forgot to feed her cat but figured he would be okay for a little while. She had almost drifted away to sleep when she felt a hand roughly grab her hair and pull her up. Instantly, she opened her mouth to scream before something fluffy and wet was forced into her mouth. The wetness coated her tongue, invoking her gag reflex and she nearly vomited before stopping herself.

The hand holding her hair flipped her over and she saw a rather ugly looking man with a vicious glare on his face. He looked at her as if she was an insect but he was not alone. Standing next to him was a tall handsome man. She had seen him outside that house where she followed the white haired man from the bar.

Where his companion's eyes were slitted and angry, the white haired man's eyes were indifferent.

With the way he looked at her, he could have been watching the rain or watching a worm slither across the ground.

Ayumi began coughing but the thing was still in her mouth making it hard to do so. When it was removed she saw that the thing was her cat. Instantly, tears sprang to her eyes and she started screaming for help but it was cut off with a stinging backhanded slap that vibrated through the entire room.

Two hands found their way around her throat and tightened.

As more tears fell from her eyes, she began to beg. "Please..please d-don't kill me." Her voice was shaky and she could see black around the edges of her eyes. From movies, she thought that right before you died you would see your life flash before your eyes but Ayumi saw none of that. She was in complete and utter pain, her lungs compressing, desperately wanting air that wasn't there.

Before her world went black she heard the tall man murmur. "Don't worry, I won't. Kagome will."

AN: I was just sitting here thinking when this voice came to me and said, "Hey, you have people that you constantly and consistently disappoint by not uploading regularly." And I was like, "You're right, let me finish writing this chapter I've been putting off for months now." I should probably see a therapist about that voice though.