Chapter 36: To Be a Human
Kagura's red eyes widened to the size of two white eggs as the blood and brains from the girl splattered onto her face, giving her freckles made of gore. Her heart nearly missed a beat as the small child fell back onto the bed, her beautiful eyes filled with a child's innocence, closing for the last time. In that moment, Kagura felt human. The girl wasn't her child or a child she knew but she was still a child and didn't deserve to die. Tears welled up in her red eyes as she beheld the horrific sight in front of her. The walls behind the child were also decorated in blood and guts and some of it had spilled onto the sheets covered in flowers and rainbows.
She turned around as she heard Kagome's girlish giggle behind her. Kagome's face was nearly red, but not because she felt guilty or saddened about the murder she had just committed, but because she found the girl's death so hilarious that she almost couldn't breathe.
"What's so funny?" Kagura asked, not entirely trying to hide the utter disgust and horrendous tone in her voice.
She looked at Kagura and put a hand over her mouth. "You are." She laughed again. "The expression on your face is hilarious, have you never killed before?"
Kagura's face turned red. "Not children." She answered.
Kagome wiped away some of the tears that had gathered in her brown eyes, eyes that looked as innocent as the child she had just killed. "I tend to give children a quicker death, adults, not so much." She dropped the gun on the floor and began massaging her breasts, playing with the nipples through her shirt. "That reminds me, the husband is here also and we might as well have some fun with him. Oh, I'm getting so wet, my panties, if I was wearing any, would be soaked right now." She panted, sounding like a bitch in heat.
At the mention of the husband and sex, Kagura's eyes and ears perked up like that of a dog who was going to get a dog treat or take a ride in the car. Torturing and raping the husband would take her mind off the girl, not to mention feel great. After such a long day nothing would make her feel better than to feel flesh and blood. "Is he good looking?" Kagura inquired, her tone hinting nervousness. She wasn't nervous about killing the man or raping him, that she would enjoy greatly, she was instead worried over how the man looked. Nothing takes the fun out of torture and rape if the victim is an ugly person.
Fortunately, Kagome replied with an excited 'yes' and Kagura's nervousness disappeared completely. She had a victim, an attractive one at that. Now all she needs is some torture tools but she can substitute the tools needed if the house doesn't have them or she can't find them, but first things first, they need to make sure the victim is subdued. Sesshomaru taught her that. Life wasn't a scary movie and that unlike in scary movies you need to make sure the person is caught and has no chance of getting out of his bonds or getting away.
"Do we have anything to tie him down with?"
"Come on, who do you take me for?" She said with a cute little pout.
"Alright, let's go."
They began walking to the other side of the bedroom where the master bedroom was located. Inside, it was decorated with silky green drapes that Kagome had pulled in front of the windows, lest anybody see what they were about to do. The walls were painted that same shade of green giving the room a more colorful look then the usual and boring white but what caught Kagura's eye first is the bed. The bed was the best thing Kagura could ever hope for when it came to hurting someone. A large square bed made of wood with four posts on each side. His arms and legs were tied with the bed sheets as well as some belts to keep him stable and in place.
The man in said bed was very appealing to the eyes. Short light brown curly hair that was messy due to him being sleep earlier, dark green eyes that were wide and staring at them as if they were aliens from another planet, a nice body with a couple of abs, not too toned but not too skinny, and lastly, a cock that appeared to be big judging on the budge displayed on his American Eagle plaid boxers. His mouth was stuffed with a red shirt from presumably his own closet. He also had a tattoo that said Toran and his daughter's name inside the middle of a red colored rose.
How sweet. Kagura thought. It is going to be even sweeter when she removes it and keeps it as her trophy, though more than likely her master will get jealous but if he can have a wife then he shouldn't get mad at a piece of skin she kept from one of her kills.
Kagome turned to Kagura. "Could you search the house for all of the fun things we can use while I watch him?" She chewed her lip in thought. "Don't spend too much time on it though, Toran will be back soon and by that time I want to have had my fun."
"Yeah." Kagura replied. "But don't you dare do anything without me."
"Got it, baby." Kagome slapped Kagura on the ass as she walked away and left the room.
Kagura walked down the steps and into the kitchen, excitement flowed through her entire being making her heart speed up again. She was thrilled at what was to come and even more excited about sharing this moment with Kagome. Her entire thought about the little girl was completely gone, replaced with the perverted thoughts over the husband. She desperately wanted to have the gag removed to hear his screams or begging but it would only make sense if he remained quiet so as not to alert or frighten anybody who may walk past the house or even Toran herself.
She walked into the old fashioned kitchen and began looking into the drawers. The first drawer was filled with nothing but napkins and plastic eating utensils. She looked to the second drawer and her eyes immediately widened as she happily eyed a sharp cleavers knife in the wooden drawer. The stainless steel of the knife gleamed in the light and the edge was completely smooth. Kagura could tell that the edge was sharp enough to shave the hair off her cunt in a single stroke, leaving behind no injury or bruise.
Oh she was going to enjoy this.
She imagined all of the things she could do with that knife, the fun places to cut. She went to the next drawer to hopefully find Kagome a knife because there was no way in Hell Kagome could have this one. As she went through the drawer, she saw that there was nothing in it except pictures and business cards and junk that probably needed to be thrown away during a nice spring cleaning but something caught her eye.
She picked up the picture of the family smiling brightly at the camera as the father embraced the mother and the mother embraced the daughter. It was a nice family photo that made Kagura's eyes tear up. She threw the picture to the ground angrily and wished she could get rid of her humanity once and for all. To not have feelings or emotions other than the happiness of cutting flesh off of a body, feeling the warm blood on her own flesh, or the pleasure of fucking her master or even Kagome and anybody else she chooses, willingly or not.
That is what Kagura wanted and that is what Kagura didn't want.
She wants to be Kagura, but she doesn't know who Kagura is and who Kagura isn't. She feels as though she is splitting into two as one part of her wants to be a monster with no compassion, while the other part wants to be a human with emotions and a love for life.
Her fists balled up in her hair and began pulling. She needed to feel something, even if that something was pain. As hard as she pulled it still didn't help and she wanted to break down and cry but a call from upstairs stopped all of that.
"Kagura hurry up." Kagome shouted. "I'm so horny I can hardly wait any longer."
Kagura let go of her black hair, pleased that none of the strands came out as she was pulling, and straightened up. After long consideration, her grip on the knife tightened to the point where her knuckles turned white but a smile was already on her face.
She knew what she would do, as well as what she would become and it was her decision and her decision alone, not even Sesshomaru could decide it for her.
This must be how Abi felt. Kagura thought as she headed up the stairs.