Chapter Seven: Death Seduced and Chaos Wakes
A smile crept upon Nasai's lips. How fitting. Her fear had faded away long ago, releasing that in which once hung amid the thorns of her heart. It was her power in which freed this beast, feared by all in which were consumed within his hatred. She wasn't quite sure what it was in which was drawing her to him, yet she watched as his eyes cascaded down upon her. She felt Shippou's claws tighten around her arm, causing her to pull away.
" Why are you two here anyway?" Nasai's nefarious voice rang out. The words spilling from her lips maliciously. " How did you find me?"
" I followed your sent Nasai." Was Sesshoumaru's answer, his hold upon Nasai also being broken. Nasai felt her legs move closer to the stranger almost of their own accord, yet Sesshoumaru grasped her once again.
" Let me go!" She yelled, pulling herself away, her back now turned to Naraku. " I didn't wish for you two to be here! Just leave while you can!" Nasai, herself, was confused from the emotions in which were tumbling within her, yet she didn't need Shippou or her father getting hurt. Yet they both remained, not bothering to gaze upon Nasai who pushed her fists against her father's chest. " Get out of here! Don't you undertsand?!"
" I can't." Was his answer, prying her from him. " Have you any idea what you've done? In your quest to find answers you've gone too far." His voice remained calm, yet Nasai knew his anger and felt it from him. He gazed on upon the scene before him, as if Nasai never existed and he were speaking to no one.
Naraku glanced about his new surroundings. He was alive again, something he had known would happen when that damn Inuyasha destroyed him so many years ago. He was grateful to the youkai woman in which tore him away from his death, and called forth her name.
" Nasai?" That caught her attention. How he knew her name she did not know, yet the smooth sleekness of his voice captured her. " I'd like to thank you for what you've done." She merely nodded, at that moment proud of what she had done. Shippou gazed on as if he wasn't gazing at Naraku. Almost as if he could see through him, creating an abyss within the scenery behind the reborn youkai. Naraku of course knew who he was, and directed his gaze to the fox. He only smiled, nothing more. His haunting, damned smile in which at the same time seduced you, yet caused fear to rise from your heart.
Something suddenly caught Nasai's eye. It was Kyra and she was holding something.
" What is that?" Nasai whispered beneath her breath, her full attention drawn to the jewel in which Kyra beheld. " Could that be the Shikon no tama?" Of course Nasai had no idea what the shikon no tama looked like, something told her it was. ' Without it Kyra must be weak.' Nasai whispered within her mind. If only she could get the shikon no tama she would powerful.
Greed.
If only she could take the shikon no tama for herself.
Corruption.
If only it could be hers.
Nasai knew her father may not aid her now. This was her fight, thought she didn't know if they knew what side she was on. Not even she knew. A part of wanted the shikon no tama for herself, yet the other half wanted to destroy it so it would never be a burden even again. Greed overcame her righteousness, and it was then she vowed to take the shikon no tama from Kyra, who must've given it to Kagura when Nasai had fist seen her.
Nasai could not decipher Naraku's intense glare. Eyes locked firmly upon hers as if in question to her. She dared not cry out to him, she was muted by fear and ultimate awe. Fear? No, not fear, yet an emotion in which mirrored it. In that one solitary stare she had been seduced by him, her eyes a gleaming torrent of uncertainties and longing.
Her father had long since backed away from her, dragging Shippou with him. Hence he had told her wordlessly she would retain no aid from him, nor the fox demon in which appeared to have fallen in love with her. There, she stood alone, being bombarded by the heavy judgement in which had befallen her.
Sesshoumaru stood within his silence. Taking all the control in which he had learned from aiding Nasai. He had no place in this fight, and at that moment didn't think he was making the wrong choice. This was something he never did..wasn't it? He watched her emotionless eyes, eyes in which mirrored his many years ago. Her body became rigid, as if battling her foes with the power of her thoughts. Her breathing was fevered, as if to try and slow her raging heart.
It was as if another entity resided within her soul. Demanding her to take the shikon no tama for herself, which she had already proclaimed to herself she would do. Yet a silent battle still raged within the bowels of her heart. Never had she faced such evil, and never had she the desire to join it. Never had pure chaos and destruction burdened her shoulders, and never had she wished to be its cause.
She felt her body shiver within the thin nightdress she was in. With the wind came the voice of Naraku.
" You have been abandoned by those closest to you. What is it you are going to do?" The voice was smooth, arrogant because he had earned it. Tortured, damned, utterly forgotten. The voice saddened her, so much pain. As if he were suffocating beneath the thick veil of past ills. Perhaps she had searched too deep within his eyes, within his voice, and she was wrong. Yet something..something she could not explain harboured itself neatly within the cruelty of the voice.
" I don't know..." Was her pathetic whimper. What was she expecting of him? Why was her dominance so easily dissolved? What was he doing to her? He had caused a shiver to rise from her spine, yet she had blamed it upon the wind in which she had first thought caused it.
She saw him raise in eyebrow at her response. His lips creeping once again into a smile.
" You don't know?" It was then he burst thus into laughter. Was he mocking her? Was he trying to make her see...something? She watched him take tiny advanced toward her, hearing a growl emanating from Sesshoumaru behind. Naraku flashed him a gaze, a gaze in which did not silence the youkai lord. " Sesshoumaru I will not harm this woman. On that you have my word." Sesshoumaru silenced himself, yet not because of what Naraku had said, yet because he knew Nasai could protect herself.
Nasai's eyes grew wide upon their own accord, a blush appearing upon her cheeks. He was so close to her now, so close she could feel his breath upon her face. His eyes were so..intimate? Nasai could not decipher what may be going on within his mind. He merely smiled at her fear. No, it wasn't fear of him, (which he knew he would later bring forth) yet fear of his nearness. He was mocking her once again! She shifted her eyes directly within his. He would not intimidate her. She tried her very hardest to suppress the heat in which rose upon her cheeks, staring into his crimson eyes without much of anything. They weren't vicious, they weren't afraid. It was anger, yet not in its purest form.
She was defying him.
He had found her beautiful the moment he had seen her, yet with the defiance sketched within her golden orbs he could barely resist her. He felt himself extend a hand to her cheek, in which caused her to blush like mad, which he knew was against her very will. He could hear growls from Sesshoumaru, yet choose to ignore him. He was merely touching her, it wasn't like he were harming her.
Nasai felt Naraku's wavy, ebony bangs mingle within her own silver ones. Knowing she was allowing the enemy to touch her, allowing the enemy to seduce her, to utterly intoxicate her.
Naraku wasn't truly sure what effect his touch was having on her, yet he still had his ideas. She seemed so frail, yet he knew something wild and defiant roared deep within her, something feral in which he had thought he could tame.
' C'mon Nasai! You have to resist him! Snap out of it!' Nasai's mind raged, reclaiming her grasp upon reality. She jarred herself away from him, balling her hands into fists for protection. He merely laughed aloud this time. How lovely she was when she was angry.
" You want to fight me?" He said in a sarcastic tone of voice, telling her if she did she could not win.
No, of course she didn't want to fight him, it would be futile and she knew that. Her thoughts once again bombarded her because of what she truly wanted. What was she thinking? Was she falling in...no! Of course not it was too quick. How could see? She just met him!
" Was it your spell in which conceived me?" Her voice was distant. A lost plea in which mirrored that of a frightened child.
Naraku could not understand the emotion in which crowded her delicate features. He was quite sure lust had filled her, yet now her eyes were a torrent of pain, confusion. How she confused him so. He could not frighten her, as if she knew something he did not. It irritated him, he was angered by it. He could kill her now if he so wished, yet it was as if she knew he would never do that.
Her eyes were pleading for his answer, so he responded.
" Yes." Was his simple answer. He thought she would ask for more then just yes, yet she fell silent.
" You caused my pain." Her voice was muted by tears, the salty smell nearly intoxicating him because he was so near. She swiftly turned her face away from Naraku. She had once thought she was finished with tears, with emotions, yet being in this place only invoked it. " Am I merely a tool of you resurrection?" Her voice was fuelled with despair, an emotion in which she had been a slave to her entire life. The sovereign ruled her cruelly, and tormented her every day. Her eyes silent testimony of the pain in which was suffocating her.
Naraku found himself smiling at her despair. Responding to her question mockingly.
" Yes. I merely used your existence." Nasai felt so utterly lost. Her father had become silent, and Shippou could do nothing but stare. Her mother, Inuyasha, and her sisters would undoubtedly find this place, whether they were here or departed.
As if on its own accord, Nasai rested her hand upon Naraku's chest, feeling his heart beat. ' You do have a heart, and it beats..' She found herself whispering. Naraku was in fact caught off guard by her touch. Normally he would have killed her for touching him, yet...yet she was different.
Kyra watched the two. Strange it was, and she board with Naraku's games. Calling upon the power of the shikon no tama she enveloped Nasai, Naraku, and Kagura with her. She knew Nasai hungered for the jewels power, how fitting it would be for her to become the enemy of her own family.
A/n: Tada! Here's chapter seven. So should I do along with the Naraku/Nasai love story? I think it would be fun! Review and tell me what you think about that.^.^ This chapter is a bit longer then the others ones, and I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out. I tried my very hardest to capture all the emotion. And people please don't hate me for making Sesshoumaru not help Nasai, but if the love story it to evolve I need her to leave with Kyra. Hope I update soon, and hoping the next chapter will be longer. Thanks for the reviews everyone!^.^
A smile crept upon Nasai's lips. How fitting. Her fear had faded away long ago, releasing that in which once hung amid the thorns of her heart. It was her power in which freed this beast, feared by all in which were consumed within his hatred. She wasn't quite sure what it was in which was drawing her to him, yet she watched as his eyes cascaded down upon her. She felt Shippou's claws tighten around her arm, causing her to pull away.
" Why are you two here anyway?" Nasai's nefarious voice rang out. The words spilling from her lips maliciously. " How did you find me?"
" I followed your sent Nasai." Was Sesshoumaru's answer, his hold upon Nasai also being broken. Nasai felt her legs move closer to the stranger almost of their own accord, yet Sesshoumaru grasped her once again.
" Let me go!" She yelled, pulling herself away, her back now turned to Naraku. " I didn't wish for you two to be here! Just leave while you can!" Nasai, herself, was confused from the emotions in which were tumbling within her, yet she didn't need Shippou or her father getting hurt. Yet they both remained, not bothering to gaze upon Nasai who pushed her fists against her father's chest. " Get out of here! Don't you undertsand?!"
" I can't." Was his answer, prying her from him. " Have you any idea what you've done? In your quest to find answers you've gone too far." His voice remained calm, yet Nasai knew his anger and felt it from him. He gazed on upon the scene before him, as if Nasai never existed and he were speaking to no one.
Naraku glanced about his new surroundings. He was alive again, something he had known would happen when that damn Inuyasha destroyed him so many years ago. He was grateful to the youkai woman in which tore him away from his death, and called forth her name.
" Nasai?" That caught her attention. How he knew her name she did not know, yet the smooth sleekness of his voice captured her. " I'd like to thank you for what you've done." She merely nodded, at that moment proud of what she had done. Shippou gazed on as if he wasn't gazing at Naraku. Almost as if he could see through him, creating an abyss within the scenery behind the reborn youkai. Naraku of course knew who he was, and directed his gaze to the fox. He only smiled, nothing more. His haunting, damned smile in which at the same time seduced you, yet caused fear to rise from your heart.
Something suddenly caught Nasai's eye. It was Kyra and she was holding something.
" What is that?" Nasai whispered beneath her breath, her full attention drawn to the jewel in which Kyra beheld. " Could that be the Shikon no tama?" Of course Nasai had no idea what the shikon no tama looked like, something told her it was. ' Without it Kyra must be weak.' Nasai whispered within her mind. If only she could get the shikon no tama she would powerful.
Greed.
If only she could take the shikon no tama for herself.
Corruption.
If only it could be hers.
Nasai knew her father may not aid her now. This was her fight, thought she didn't know if they knew what side she was on. Not even she knew. A part of wanted the shikon no tama for herself, yet the other half wanted to destroy it so it would never be a burden even again. Greed overcame her righteousness, and it was then she vowed to take the shikon no tama from Kyra, who must've given it to Kagura when Nasai had fist seen her.
Nasai could not decipher Naraku's intense glare. Eyes locked firmly upon hers as if in question to her. She dared not cry out to him, she was muted by fear and ultimate awe. Fear? No, not fear, yet an emotion in which mirrored it. In that one solitary stare she had been seduced by him, her eyes a gleaming torrent of uncertainties and longing.
Her father had long since backed away from her, dragging Shippou with him. Hence he had told her wordlessly she would retain no aid from him, nor the fox demon in which appeared to have fallen in love with her. There, she stood alone, being bombarded by the heavy judgement in which had befallen her.
Sesshoumaru stood within his silence. Taking all the control in which he had learned from aiding Nasai. He had no place in this fight, and at that moment didn't think he was making the wrong choice. This was something he never did..wasn't it? He watched her emotionless eyes, eyes in which mirrored his many years ago. Her body became rigid, as if battling her foes with the power of her thoughts. Her breathing was fevered, as if to try and slow her raging heart.
It was as if another entity resided within her soul. Demanding her to take the shikon no tama for herself, which she had already proclaimed to herself she would do. Yet a silent battle still raged within the bowels of her heart. Never had she faced such evil, and never had she the desire to join it. Never had pure chaos and destruction burdened her shoulders, and never had she wished to be its cause.
She felt her body shiver within the thin nightdress she was in. With the wind came the voice of Naraku.
" You have been abandoned by those closest to you. What is it you are going to do?" The voice was smooth, arrogant because he had earned it. Tortured, damned, utterly forgotten. The voice saddened her, so much pain. As if he were suffocating beneath the thick veil of past ills. Perhaps she had searched too deep within his eyes, within his voice, and she was wrong. Yet something..something she could not explain harboured itself neatly within the cruelty of the voice.
" I don't know..." Was her pathetic whimper. What was she expecting of him? Why was her dominance so easily dissolved? What was he doing to her? He had caused a shiver to rise from her spine, yet she had blamed it upon the wind in which she had first thought caused it.
She saw him raise in eyebrow at her response. His lips creeping once again into a smile.
" You don't know?" It was then he burst thus into laughter. Was he mocking her? Was he trying to make her see...something? She watched him take tiny advanced toward her, hearing a growl emanating from Sesshoumaru behind. Naraku flashed him a gaze, a gaze in which did not silence the youkai lord. " Sesshoumaru I will not harm this woman. On that you have my word." Sesshoumaru silenced himself, yet not because of what Naraku had said, yet because he knew Nasai could protect herself.
Nasai's eyes grew wide upon their own accord, a blush appearing upon her cheeks. He was so close to her now, so close she could feel his breath upon her face. His eyes were so..intimate? Nasai could not decipher what may be going on within his mind. He merely smiled at her fear. No, it wasn't fear of him, (which he knew he would later bring forth) yet fear of his nearness. He was mocking her once again! She shifted her eyes directly within his. He would not intimidate her. She tried her very hardest to suppress the heat in which rose upon her cheeks, staring into his crimson eyes without much of anything. They weren't vicious, they weren't afraid. It was anger, yet not in its purest form.
She was defying him.
He had found her beautiful the moment he had seen her, yet with the defiance sketched within her golden orbs he could barely resist her. He felt himself extend a hand to her cheek, in which caused her to blush like mad, which he knew was against her very will. He could hear growls from Sesshoumaru, yet choose to ignore him. He was merely touching her, it wasn't like he were harming her.
Nasai felt Naraku's wavy, ebony bangs mingle within her own silver ones. Knowing she was allowing the enemy to touch her, allowing the enemy to seduce her, to utterly intoxicate her.
Naraku wasn't truly sure what effect his touch was having on her, yet he still had his ideas. She seemed so frail, yet he knew something wild and defiant roared deep within her, something feral in which he had thought he could tame.
' C'mon Nasai! You have to resist him! Snap out of it!' Nasai's mind raged, reclaiming her grasp upon reality. She jarred herself away from him, balling her hands into fists for protection. He merely laughed aloud this time. How lovely she was when she was angry.
" You want to fight me?" He said in a sarcastic tone of voice, telling her if she did she could not win.
No, of course she didn't want to fight him, it would be futile and she knew that. Her thoughts once again bombarded her because of what she truly wanted. What was she thinking? Was she falling in...no! Of course not it was too quick. How could see? She just met him!
" Was it your spell in which conceived me?" Her voice was distant. A lost plea in which mirrored that of a frightened child.
Naraku could not understand the emotion in which crowded her delicate features. He was quite sure lust had filled her, yet now her eyes were a torrent of pain, confusion. How she confused him so. He could not frighten her, as if she knew something he did not. It irritated him, he was angered by it. He could kill her now if he so wished, yet it was as if she knew he would never do that.
Her eyes were pleading for his answer, so he responded.
" Yes." Was his simple answer. He thought she would ask for more then just yes, yet she fell silent.
" You caused my pain." Her voice was muted by tears, the salty smell nearly intoxicating him because he was so near. She swiftly turned her face away from Naraku. She had once thought she was finished with tears, with emotions, yet being in this place only invoked it. " Am I merely a tool of you resurrection?" Her voice was fuelled with despair, an emotion in which she had been a slave to her entire life. The sovereign ruled her cruelly, and tormented her every day. Her eyes silent testimony of the pain in which was suffocating her.
Naraku found himself smiling at her despair. Responding to her question mockingly.
" Yes. I merely used your existence." Nasai felt so utterly lost. Her father had become silent, and Shippou could do nothing but stare. Her mother, Inuyasha, and her sisters would undoubtedly find this place, whether they were here or departed.
As if on its own accord, Nasai rested her hand upon Naraku's chest, feeling his heart beat. ' You do have a heart, and it beats..' She found herself whispering. Naraku was in fact caught off guard by her touch. Normally he would have killed her for touching him, yet...yet she was different.
Kyra watched the two. Strange it was, and she board with Naraku's games. Calling upon the power of the shikon no tama she enveloped Nasai, Naraku, and Kagura with her. She knew Nasai hungered for the jewels power, how fitting it would be for her to become the enemy of her own family.
A/n: Tada! Here's chapter seven. So should I do along with the Naraku/Nasai love story? I think it would be fun! Review and tell me what you think about that.^.^ This chapter is a bit longer then the others ones, and I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out. I tried my very hardest to capture all the emotion. And people please don't hate me for making Sesshoumaru not help Nasai, but if the love story it to evolve I need her to leave with Kyra. Hope I update soon, and hoping the next chapter will be longer. Thanks for the reviews everyone!^.^