Chapter Eight: The Moon arose with Ghostly Voice
Travelling back to Kyra's dark palace had been done in short time, and Nasai had went to her room, yet she was presently within a large ball room. She wasn't quite sure what had possessed her, yet there she spun within the wraithlike ballroom in which she thought was never witness to any parties in which it was created for. She was clothed in a pallid nightdress, in which flowed to her legs, as a silver shawl loosely had her constricted. Many sconces lit her dark prison, and moonbeams streamed into the large stain glass windows, creating a sense of majesty and existence among the lifelessness.
" What are you doing Nasai?" A crimson voice jarred her suddenly from her reveries, her once flying arms now becoming limp at her sides.
" Have you more things to do then watch me Naraku?" She asked, regaining her voice and composure before he sensed her welling apprehension. She watched a smile spread across his face, that same disheartened smile. His eyes, by contrast to the flames upon the sconces, caused Naraku's cruel crimson eyes to become soft amber orbs. She watched his eyes for a few moments before being jarred by his voice yet again.
" I saw you staring upon the sacred jewel as we came to this place. Your desire to claim it must rival that of my own." The comment merely caused her to turn away. She was shamed by her desire for power, her quest for answers to a past long shrouded in pain no longer her objective.
" Yes, yet I have not become a mindless slave to my desire, something in which you had fallen to long ago." Her voice was tainted by malice, yet subdued once her eyes locked themselves upon his. It were true. He had become a slave to his desire, yet it was all he had ever known. He had lusted for the jewel until a point when he couldn't recall why exactly he had been doing it. For power yes, yet did it run deeper? An unknown quest designed by fate in which lead him here..to this woman.
Nasai had calmly awaited Naraku's defence, yet he was silent. Nothing floated back to her upon the music of his voice that had only minutes before. Breaking the eyes contact with Nasai, Naraku walked toward the window and peered out upon the midnight heavens. Nasai joined him there, gazing up to try and see what it was he saw.
" When a star falls an angel is cast from Heaven." Nasai allowed her gaze to feather over him, turning her body away she answered.
" How sad. Fallen stars are so beautiful." The distant words caused Naraku to gaze upon Nasai.
" Beauty has a price." Was his answer, gazing down upon Nasai who refused to return his stare. Extending a hand he cupped her chin and ordered it to gaze up to him. Meeting his gaze being suddenly lost amid the torture in which emptied his once angelic eyes.
Naraku himself wasn't sure why he had forced her gaze upon him, yet now since he had done it he was questioning himself. This one woman had captured his mind causing him to be unable to sleep. Why were his thoughts so consumed with her? What had she done to him? Her eyes, he noticed, were tightly locked imprisoning the beauty caged within. Knowing that she herself did not have the key. Her eyes were barren, as his had grown to be.
" What kind of price Naraku?" Nasai's crimson lips spilled forth, bring his attention there. Gazing upon her lips he found them trembling. A trembling he could cause to shoot all about her body. Slowly he brought his lips to hers and captured them. He was teasing her, yet Nasai was lost within the fevered kiss. She felt his hand fall from her chin as both arms consumed her within an embrace. Her hands pinned between both of their bodies, feeling his heart beat once again.
Naraku was amazed to find what his kiss had done to her. He caused her body to fall limp and melt into him. Feeling as if he had to hold her to her feet, as if she could not stand. He was playing with her, yet he allowed himself to enjoy the kisses he received from the inu princess. Yes, she kissed him in return, how strange.
Upon releasing her lips she found her gaze pinned to his. Why had he kissed her that way, a kiss so intimate only lovers shared it. Was he merely playing with her emotions? She didn't wish to believe he was, she wanted to believe something more. True she had just met him that night before yet with him, within his embrace, it just felt so..right. She knew she should not be feeling this way. This was her enemy wasn't it? Someone she must despise for all the pain he had caused. Yet she couldn't bring herself to. He seemed so utterly lonely, as if he had never felt the solitary caress of another. Such cold, barren eyes, in which had never known love, or felt love before. Was it her he wished to experience his first love? Or was he seeing how easy she was? It that were the case she would have pushed away, yet why didn't she care? Directing her gaze away from his, she felt his fingers entwining themselves within the silver locks in which fell down her back.
" Your playing with me aren't you?" She smiled an empty, emotionless smile. Letting him see he had hurt her, though she doubted he cared. He didn't answer. Yes, of course he was playing with her, though she seemed so sad because of it. Did he feel remorse for his little game? Of course he didn't...didn't he? He felt her push away from him, losing the warmth she had created against him.
" Last night you told me I had a heart and it was beating. I will tell you now, it beats for no one but me." He watched her solemnly nod, turning away.
" Is that true Naraku? I heart never beats for the owner alone, know that." She whispered, existing within the shadows of Kyra's palace, retreating back to her haven...her prison.
***
Nasai felt sunbeams envelop her, recalling her home. How distant it was now. Home? That place wasn't her home. She leisurely opened her eyes recalling the events of last night. Naraku's kiss still clung to her lips, and she tightly closed her eyes at the thought of him. When she came to this time she didn't expect something like this. It was then she realized she had acted on impulse and should have thought things through before she jumped into the well. At least then Naraku's decent into her life would have been later, when her mind and heart was prepared for him, if that was even possible.
She felt her body rise from the bed, sending a brush through the tangles within her hair. Her thoughts were consumed with him. Why?! She fought herself, and was losing. Walking from her prison she ventured into the ballroom seeing Kyra standing there, standing where Nasai and Naraku had shared their first kiss.
" Good morning Nasai." She smiled, losing Nasai's interest before she even spoke, walking away from the youkai of the North she sought Naraku. Why she sought him, and what she was going to say once she found him she didn't know, yet she just needed to see him. Opening endless doors in search of his room, she found him sleeping. His room was basked within shadows as if night still existed, his body seeming purely content, except that he gripped his pillow so fiercely within his slumber she thought he would pierce it. Bending down so her face was parallel to his she watched him sleep. What a lovely angel slumber caused him to seem. She felt her hand extend to brush against his cheek, sending her fingers through his waving, ebony locks.
Then suddenly with a swift motion Naraku grasped Nasai's wrist, and pulled her to him. His eyes still remained closed through all this, yet as her breathing quickened the crimson orbs were unleashed. He seemed surprised by her presence there, yet enjoying the way she was pressed so intimately against him. Her eyes went wide, her breath upon his face, his upon hers. He felt her chest rise and fall against his, once again toying with her. Pressing his lips to her ear he whispered softly.
" What are you doing here my darling." He had used the little pet name he knew lovers gave to each other to make her uneasy. In fact it did. Yet as he pulled away she imprisoned his lips within hers, wrapping her arms about his neck. She felt his arms wrap about her, pulling thus into the bed with him. Cradling her sweetly within his embrace, he at that moment, wasn't doing this because he wanted to play with her, yet because he had secretly wanted it. He her break her sudden kiss swiftly. Seeing how she was pinned beneath him upon the bed. Her thoughts consumed her once again, pushing him away from her. Standing from the bed she turned and gazed toward him.
" I'm sorry.I.." She whispered, backing away as he stood from the bed also. As he approached her she ran away. Ran away!? What was she doing? Why couldn't she face him? Why was she such a coward? Yet as she ran through the many corridors of the palace she wanted to be against him again. To feel his lips pressed upon hers, yet she knew he felt nothing for her. She was target to play with. Perhaps it was that in which hurt her the most. She found herself falling hard within a love in which had been dormant until now. With his first kiss he had awakened her heart, and released her passion. Damn him! He had no idea what he was doing to her!
Yet back with Naraku's room he pressed a smile upon his features. She had no idea what she was doing to him.
A/N: Can't you tell I love Naraku! I can't help it he's just so evil, and sexy. ( swoon ) Well by this chapter I'm introducing a romance. I know it seems I'm going really fast right now, yet I needed to introduce the torture they were both going through. It'll get slower, and sexier. I'm not sure if I should have a lemon or not. Should I? here's a test to see if anyone reads this..Review and tell me lemon or no lemon.^.^ And thanks for the reviews!
Travelling back to Kyra's dark palace had been done in short time, and Nasai had went to her room, yet she was presently within a large ball room. She wasn't quite sure what had possessed her, yet there she spun within the wraithlike ballroom in which she thought was never witness to any parties in which it was created for. She was clothed in a pallid nightdress, in which flowed to her legs, as a silver shawl loosely had her constricted. Many sconces lit her dark prison, and moonbeams streamed into the large stain glass windows, creating a sense of majesty and existence among the lifelessness.
" What are you doing Nasai?" A crimson voice jarred her suddenly from her reveries, her once flying arms now becoming limp at her sides.
" Have you more things to do then watch me Naraku?" She asked, regaining her voice and composure before he sensed her welling apprehension. She watched a smile spread across his face, that same disheartened smile. His eyes, by contrast to the flames upon the sconces, caused Naraku's cruel crimson eyes to become soft amber orbs. She watched his eyes for a few moments before being jarred by his voice yet again.
" I saw you staring upon the sacred jewel as we came to this place. Your desire to claim it must rival that of my own." The comment merely caused her to turn away. She was shamed by her desire for power, her quest for answers to a past long shrouded in pain no longer her objective.
" Yes, yet I have not become a mindless slave to my desire, something in which you had fallen to long ago." Her voice was tainted by malice, yet subdued once her eyes locked themselves upon his. It were true. He had become a slave to his desire, yet it was all he had ever known. He had lusted for the jewel until a point when he couldn't recall why exactly he had been doing it. For power yes, yet did it run deeper? An unknown quest designed by fate in which lead him here..to this woman.
Nasai had calmly awaited Naraku's defence, yet he was silent. Nothing floated back to her upon the music of his voice that had only minutes before. Breaking the eyes contact with Nasai, Naraku walked toward the window and peered out upon the midnight heavens. Nasai joined him there, gazing up to try and see what it was he saw.
" When a star falls an angel is cast from Heaven." Nasai allowed her gaze to feather over him, turning her body away she answered.
" How sad. Fallen stars are so beautiful." The distant words caused Naraku to gaze upon Nasai.
" Beauty has a price." Was his answer, gazing down upon Nasai who refused to return his stare. Extending a hand he cupped her chin and ordered it to gaze up to him. Meeting his gaze being suddenly lost amid the torture in which emptied his once angelic eyes.
Naraku himself wasn't sure why he had forced her gaze upon him, yet now since he had done it he was questioning himself. This one woman had captured his mind causing him to be unable to sleep. Why were his thoughts so consumed with her? What had she done to him? Her eyes, he noticed, were tightly locked imprisoning the beauty caged within. Knowing that she herself did not have the key. Her eyes were barren, as his had grown to be.
" What kind of price Naraku?" Nasai's crimson lips spilled forth, bring his attention there. Gazing upon her lips he found them trembling. A trembling he could cause to shoot all about her body. Slowly he brought his lips to hers and captured them. He was teasing her, yet Nasai was lost within the fevered kiss. She felt his hand fall from her chin as both arms consumed her within an embrace. Her hands pinned between both of their bodies, feeling his heart beat once again.
Naraku was amazed to find what his kiss had done to her. He caused her body to fall limp and melt into him. Feeling as if he had to hold her to her feet, as if she could not stand. He was playing with her, yet he allowed himself to enjoy the kisses he received from the inu princess. Yes, she kissed him in return, how strange.
Upon releasing her lips she found her gaze pinned to his. Why had he kissed her that way, a kiss so intimate only lovers shared it. Was he merely playing with her emotions? She didn't wish to believe he was, she wanted to believe something more. True she had just met him that night before yet with him, within his embrace, it just felt so..right. She knew she should not be feeling this way. This was her enemy wasn't it? Someone she must despise for all the pain he had caused. Yet she couldn't bring herself to. He seemed so utterly lonely, as if he had never felt the solitary caress of another. Such cold, barren eyes, in which had never known love, or felt love before. Was it her he wished to experience his first love? Or was he seeing how easy she was? It that were the case she would have pushed away, yet why didn't she care? Directing her gaze away from his, she felt his fingers entwining themselves within the silver locks in which fell down her back.
" Your playing with me aren't you?" She smiled an empty, emotionless smile. Letting him see he had hurt her, though she doubted he cared. He didn't answer. Yes, of course he was playing with her, though she seemed so sad because of it. Did he feel remorse for his little game? Of course he didn't...didn't he? He felt her push away from him, losing the warmth she had created against him.
" Last night you told me I had a heart and it was beating. I will tell you now, it beats for no one but me." He watched her solemnly nod, turning away.
" Is that true Naraku? I heart never beats for the owner alone, know that." She whispered, existing within the shadows of Kyra's palace, retreating back to her haven...her prison.
***
Nasai felt sunbeams envelop her, recalling her home. How distant it was now. Home? That place wasn't her home. She leisurely opened her eyes recalling the events of last night. Naraku's kiss still clung to her lips, and she tightly closed her eyes at the thought of him. When she came to this time she didn't expect something like this. It was then she realized she had acted on impulse and should have thought things through before she jumped into the well. At least then Naraku's decent into her life would have been later, when her mind and heart was prepared for him, if that was even possible.
She felt her body rise from the bed, sending a brush through the tangles within her hair. Her thoughts were consumed with him. Why?! She fought herself, and was losing. Walking from her prison she ventured into the ballroom seeing Kyra standing there, standing where Nasai and Naraku had shared their first kiss.
" Good morning Nasai." She smiled, losing Nasai's interest before she even spoke, walking away from the youkai of the North she sought Naraku. Why she sought him, and what she was going to say once she found him she didn't know, yet she just needed to see him. Opening endless doors in search of his room, she found him sleeping. His room was basked within shadows as if night still existed, his body seeming purely content, except that he gripped his pillow so fiercely within his slumber she thought he would pierce it. Bending down so her face was parallel to his she watched him sleep. What a lovely angel slumber caused him to seem. She felt her hand extend to brush against his cheek, sending her fingers through his waving, ebony locks.
Then suddenly with a swift motion Naraku grasped Nasai's wrist, and pulled her to him. His eyes still remained closed through all this, yet as her breathing quickened the crimson orbs were unleashed. He seemed surprised by her presence there, yet enjoying the way she was pressed so intimately against him. Her eyes went wide, her breath upon his face, his upon hers. He felt her chest rise and fall against his, once again toying with her. Pressing his lips to her ear he whispered softly.
" What are you doing here my darling." He had used the little pet name he knew lovers gave to each other to make her uneasy. In fact it did. Yet as he pulled away she imprisoned his lips within hers, wrapping her arms about his neck. She felt his arms wrap about her, pulling thus into the bed with him. Cradling her sweetly within his embrace, he at that moment, wasn't doing this because he wanted to play with her, yet because he had secretly wanted it. He her break her sudden kiss swiftly. Seeing how she was pinned beneath him upon the bed. Her thoughts consumed her once again, pushing him away from her. Standing from the bed she turned and gazed toward him.
" I'm sorry.I.." She whispered, backing away as he stood from the bed also. As he approached her she ran away. Ran away!? What was she doing? Why couldn't she face him? Why was she such a coward? Yet as she ran through the many corridors of the palace she wanted to be against him again. To feel his lips pressed upon hers, yet she knew he felt nothing for her. She was target to play with. Perhaps it was that in which hurt her the most. She found herself falling hard within a love in which had been dormant until now. With his first kiss he had awakened her heart, and released her passion. Damn him! He had no idea what he was doing to her!
Yet back with Naraku's room he pressed a smile upon his features. She had no idea what she was doing to him.
A/N: Can't you tell I love Naraku! I can't help it he's just so evil, and sexy. ( swoon ) Well by this chapter I'm introducing a romance. I know it seems I'm going really fast right now, yet I needed to introduce the torture they were both going through. It'll get slower, and sexier. I'm not sure if I should have a lemon or not. Should I? here's a test to see if anyone reads this..Review and tell me lemon or no lemon.^.^ And thanks for the reviews!