Chapter 29! Oh man, I've been on a roll lately. Barely any part of this was erased and written again.

Now, I will warn you, this is where everything begins to turn dark. For now, it'll probably be disturbing at best, but for what I have planned, it will be getting much worse.

I warn you, there is a bit of a mature theme to this chapter. Not strictly a 'lemon' but I feel the need to warn you considering the most I've done is cuddling fluffy stuff.

So... Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter for now. I had a little too much fun writing it to be honest.

-I do NOT own Inuyasha or it's characters

-I DO own Sonya and the plot

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Jumping off of the feather, Sonya landed lightly in the courtyard, intent on finding Naraku and reporting her new find to him. Reaching into the pelt she wore, she plucked the jewel shard from it's hiding place and slung the pelt from her shoulders onto a nearby table as she walked along the hallway, a small smile gracing her features as she studied the sparkling piece of jewel.

Oh yes, he would be very happy with her after he sees this. Originally she had meant to just go out and get some fresh air, but once she heard that girl say something was in the possessed bear youkai's shoulder, she couldn't resist. He had mentioned there was a Miko running around in a strange, mixed pack that could see them...

Now she had this, it was likely he would give her a little reward for her efforts. Perhaps something she had been waiting for ever since meeting him. A slight blush dusted her cheeks at the thought of him and she shook her head, trying to rid herself of embarrassing thoughts.

'Now's not the time to think of that.' She silently ordered herself as she reached the door of the room he was currently in. She could see his outline on the paper of the door and raised her hand to knock on the frame with a smile.

"Come in, Kumo." His voice stopped her knuckles from touching the wood and she heaved an exaggerated sigh before sliding the door open and leaned against the frame with a cocky grin. "You've been spying on me again, haven't you?"

"I hardly could let you leave without my protection, my dear Kumo." He responded with a smile of his own, red eyes glancing over to her from where he sat in front of Kanna, her mirror flickering from one image to another.

Rolling her eyes, her smile softened as she walked into the room and seated herself across the low table from him. "I've got something for you, but it's not much of a surprise if you already know what it is." She chastised him lightly before sliding the shard across the table towards him, earning another smile from the male as he reached out to take the shard.

Once his fingers brushed hers, she valiantly tried to force back the blush that rose to her cheeks, but failed once he spotted it and his lips twisted into a familiar smirk. "Despite my knowing, you do not seem upset." He commented easily, pulling out the small, almost complete, gem and fused the new shard to it before holding the sphere out to study curiously.

"Couldn't be too mad with you considering your buzzing friends over there have a habit of following me no matter where I go." She raised an eyebrow, shooting a look over at a couple of the samyousho hovering behind him then glancing back at his face.

"I desire nothing more than your protection." Naraku cast another smile at her before tucking the bauble away and giving her his complete attention. "I have voiced my intentions once my quest is complete after all." He added, earning a deep flush from the wolf sitting across from him, watching with dark amusement as she shifted nervously.

"Yes... Well..." She murmured, unable to look at him all of a sudden, perking his interest. She rarely was embarrassed enough to break eye contact. It was one thing he admired, yes admired, about her. So on the rare occasion when she refused to look at him, it meant something weighed heavily on her mind.

"What is it, Kumo?"

Once he asked, he watched with curiosity as the flush on her face grew darker at his question and she shifted nervously once again. "I... Well that is... I was..."

"Speak clearly. I cannot understand what you mean if you do not tell me properly." Raising an eyebrow slightly, he watched as she chewed on her lower lip and shifted again, her face and neck darkening in embarrassment.

"Would you... Grant me a reward?" She finally managed to whisper, unable to look at him as she stared at the table in front of her, mortified the words even managed to make their way from her mouth.

'That is her problem...' He mused, silently surprised it took her this long to finally fall for his charms. He had been working nonstop for the past three months to make her believe she saw a kind lord that only wanted her to be safe and happy. Now that she seemed more open to it, he wouldn't deny the pleasure of taking something given to him freely for once.

A low chuckle made her glance up at him, thoroughly embarrassed as she watched him turn to the side slightly and open his arms for her to settle onto his lap. This was familiar, he had held her like this plenty of times when she woke up from a nightmare. Ones of being pierced by burning metal coming from unusual weapons held in the hand. Ones of being attacked by him brutally in a dark dungeon and broken so thoroughly she couldn't even open her eyes or move a single muscle.

She knew they weren't true, only nightmares brought on by the tainted shard he used to preserve her life after a brutal attack. He seemed regretful to have her use it, but it was because it was tainted not because she lived because of it. Settling firmly against his chest, she listened to his breathing with a small measure of comfort creeping over her.

His heart had been separated from him, he had explained when she asked why he didn't have a beat. He had it removed to keep himself safe from attack, should his heart be pierced, he would die. But if it wasn't on his body, then it would be harder for his attacker to kill him.

She didn't know where he kept his heart, all she knew was he was safe and wouldn't die on her. Not like her family, not like her clan.

They had been attacked by a ruthless pack of wolves in the dead of night. They were wolves themselves, but after he had taken her in and healed her wounds, Naraku explained they felt threatened by the unique power her species held. She was the last of her kind, her entire bloodline depended on her to continue, albit weakened due to the fact there were no other twin tailed wolves around, but still able to pass on the powers if the Kami's granted it.

She was alone in the world, broken and bleeding out into the forest floor where she had managed to crawl to before collapsing completely. Then, like a granted wish, he had appeared. If it wasn't for him or the jewel shard he had, she would have most surely died.

She served him dutifully for three months, only this past month had she realized her feelings towards him weren't that of a dutiful servant and he didn't treat her that way. She had found she wanted to be closer to to him, to know him better.

And he didn't seem to mind one bit.

He had given her gifts, the first being her weapon, the Supuritto Kama* she had named Uta no Shi. He had given her clothing of her choice, not questioning her desire to wear Hakimas and Haori's when she left the safety of his estate, but insisting she changed into the traditional Kimono whenever she stayed within it's walls.

Most recently, he had given her a necklace, the gem in the center a dark blue that sparkled brightly in the sunlight. He insisted she wear it always so he knew she was safe. Even despite the Samyousho he sent to follow her.

With a small sigh of contentment, she relaxed into his embrace and closed her eyes, simply enjoying the moment as he rested his chin on her hair.

"What is it you desire, my Kumo?" He finally asked, breaking the silence, making her shift slightly against him and look up. His red eyes locked onto her blue ones. The one thing she always found curious about him was his eyes. Not the color, no she found it beautiful in it's own unique way. But the way they seemed to always be empty, no amount of emotion ever sparkled in their depths.

Seeing her blush once again, a slow smile curled the corners of his mouth as he leaned closer to her. "Tell me of your desires."

"U-Um... It's..." She stammered, unable to think clearly with him so close, his breath washing over her face once he drew closer. "I just... That is..."

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest as he tipped her chin up with a hand, studying her face for a moment before leaning forward to brush his lips against hers lightly.

'Ah.. He's... He's kissing me.' She thought in complete shock, frozen on the spot as he tipped his head side to side, lips sliding against each other in the lightest of touches.

But something sparked in her mind making her pull away from him and duck her head down to hide the slight frown. 'It... Feels wrong.' She thought in confusion. 'Almost cold... My stomach twists when he touches me like that.'

"Kumo." An order, not a question to look up. Carefully arranging her face to hide her confused thoughts and looked up at him to see his head tipped slightly to the side.

"Yes, Naraku?" She finally asked quietly, nervous under his sudden intense stare. "You desired this?" He finally asked, red eyes darkening with something akin to anger before vanishing, leaving her to believe she had imagined it. "Ye.. Yes."

"Then do not pull away." Naraku pulled her chin up and dipped down to press his lips against hers more firmly than before, moving in unfamiliar patterns that made her cringe inwardly. Something about this was not right, it made her feel sick to her stomach.

Forcing herself to sit still, she simply allowed him to kiss her, eyes closed tight as she tried to push the disgusted thoughts away and enjoy what she thought she wanted for so long. Feeling something warm and wet touch her lower lip, she jerked in surprise and opened her eyes in shock to stare at his red ones.

The wet muscle she recognized to be his tongue probed at her lips once again, insistent this time. Furrowing her brows in confusion, she studied his eyes before realizing what he wanted and felt her face heat up at the thought. 'I can't do that!'

His tongue pressed harder at the seam of her closed lips this time, before he grew impatient and nipped at her top lip with one of his fangs, earning a small gasp and giving him the leeway he needed to slip his tongue into her mouth.

A wave of confusing disgust washed over her body once more, making a low whine slip from her throat as she felt his tongue explore the inside of her mouth, brushing over her teeth and fangs then trailing along the roof of her mouth and ending with a long stroke over her own tongue before pulling away.

Frozen completely with what happened, she simply sat there, staring at him with wide eyes, watching as a small flash of self-satisfaction crossed his face. "You deserved your reward, Kumo. But do not ever pull away from me again." He warned, something darker lacing his voice as he stood and set her on her feet, leaving the room and a confused wolf behind.

* Strictly translated- Split Sickle

I will be posting a link on my profile to the image of Uta no Shi so you all can see what it looks like. I don't normally do that, but I ended up drawing this weapon before writing this story and decided it would be perfect to use for her weapon.

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