A/N: I would just like to thank Namesake for encouraging me. I am
really grateful for that! Thanks! ( again ) ^____^
Plus: Small lemon warning! ( It is my first one so it may not be that great )
Chapter Twelve: Through the Looking Glass
Nasai had found herself walking aimlessly through the endless corridors of her prison. She hadn't even noticed where she was going until she felt her body ceased before a door. The door to Naraku's chambers. She felt her hand reach for the door's knob, resting her fingers upon it. She was entranced, and didn't care what people would think when they saw her. Staring as if unseeing upon the door of my newly found lover. Her lover? The thought provoked both passion and uncertainty to course through her mind. It was strange how she had given her heart to him in such a short time, when even family seemed to never earn half. She was partly ashamed of that conclusion, but could not deny its truth.
Snapping back to reality Nasai felt her hand turn the knob and heard the creek in the door as it opened. Her eyes froze when they reached the exposed back of Naraku. He was turned away from her, allowing her to see a strange spider-like burn mark etched into his skin. Naraku must have heard her muffled gasp, turning about to watch her. His eyes reached deeply into his, watching her as she walked towards him.
" What..what happened?" Nasai allow escape from her lips, seeing a frown befall his lips. Pulling his under shirt on he growled. " Please.." Nasai whispered resting herself upon his back, her hands pressed firmly to it. " Tell me."
" You don't need to know." He spat back towards her, part of her being hurt by his seemingly cruel voice.
" Tell me." Nasai's voice was but a muffled whisper, yet she knew Naraku heard it.
" I told you. You don't need to know." Nasai sighed, she had to know or she would go utterly mad. Realising her arms in which were pinned between them, she grasped his shirt and slowly slid it down till the burn appeared once again. Naraku did not resist, yet grew tense at Nasai's touch.
Nasai studied it for a moment, then outlining it with her finger.
" How did you receive this?" Nasai felt his sigh, as he pulled away from her to sit on his bed.
" That story belongs within the past I have left behind Nasai. Must you ask?" Nasai frowned, sitting beside him, and wrapping her arms protectively around him.
" It's okay you can tell me, I'm here." Naraku gazed at her for a moment, he was unsure.
" Nasai...I'm not a full demon like you think I am." Nasai held her surprised gasp and allowed it to die within her throat. Searching through his eyes, telling him to continue. " There was a human named Onigumo who desired nothing but power. He suffered from severe burns, which caused him to never move again. He called upon the demons and told them to devour him. I being the end product." Nasai kept herself silent. Naraku wasn't a demon at all. He was a hanyou, like Inuyasha.
" I am not going to pretend to understand all the things you did to others. I am not going to lecture you, and say killing it wrong. Isn't it true that your mind is not your own? That a portion belongs to the human you once were? Within the deepest recesses of your mind I know you know of what I speak. And like I told you I'm not going to pretend to understand." Nasai fingers entwined within themselves within her laps, her throat becoming dry suddenly. This was strange.
Naraku did not answer her questions and it irritated her.
" Why won't you answer me?" She asked, biting her lip as to calm her anger.
" You don't pretend to understand?" Nasai nodded slowly, man was she ashamed.
" That wasn't what I asked."
" Right, you asked me if it was true that my mind was not my own. You are wrong."
" How can that be?" Nasai asked, gazing onto her hands once again. " Shouldn't half your soul belong to him?"
" No." Was his answer, and he was hoping she would just let the past be the past. " Just forget about that story." Nasai nodded, resting her head upon Naraku's shoulder.
" You're trying to protect me aren't you?" Naraku did not answer, but she felt his head nod. " From what?" She asked, lifting her head so her eyes were pinned to his. They stayed this way for a few moments, Nasai's arms enlaced within Naraku's right one, her eyes begging him, pleading with him. Naraku did not answer her, he felt she would know sooner or later.
Nasai searched through the endless pools of crimson in which were Naraku's eyes. Mimicking the blood he had shed, staining him for all eternity. Nasai reached her head up and softly claimed his lips with hers. This was right was it not? He had told her he loved her that day in the garden. Nasai soon felt herself falling backwards, her back meeting with the sheets beneath her. Releasing her lips, Naraku merely gazed down at her. God she was beautiful, no denying that. Her skin was soft beneath his fingers, untouched. She was pure.
Nasai reached up and coiled her arms around his neck. He was both her light and her darkness. Light, because he loved her with his whole heart. Darkness, because of what he had done. Nasai knew there were many good people out in the world alone and miserable. Why should such evil gain such love? Such darkness in which earned a heart in which remained frozen until now.
Nasai felt Naraku release her lips to travel down her neck, leaving a trail of fire wherever his lips caressed. She felt his hands tug upon her kimono, untying her sash and quickly discarding it. Nasai felt Naraku's hands try to spread the now untied kimono when Nasai grasped them. He gazed off into her eyes, searching through them, both not saying a word. He knows. He knows she's scared. He smiles at her, placing a soft kiss upon her forehead, causing her eyes to close because of the tenderness. Placing his eyes back upon hers he leans into her and positions his lips to her ear.
" We can stop if you...."
" No." She whispered, she couldn't let her fear get the best of her. " No, not now." Placing her hand upon his cheek, she reassures him with a gentle kiss. Nasai tried to pull away, yet Naraku wouldn't allow the kiss to end. He moved his lips agonizingly slow upon hers, drawing a soft moan from her throat. It was now she allowed Naraku to open her kimono, lifting her slightly from the bed so he could take the clothing from her. Hearing it swish as it descended upon the marble floor beneath.
Nasai was afraid to move, she couldn't move. She was embarrassed? Yes, she was. She had never been this intimate with anyone in her life. She had been always frightened about loving someone this way. Naraku noticed her distress, holding her softly to his chest. As if feared she would burst like an old china doll. As if he feared she would transform into grains of sand and fall between his fingers.
" I don't think we should do this Nasai." His voice shook. She had never heard it in such a form. Afraid to let her go, yet wanting to understand how she felt. Nasai wanted to burst thus into tears! Damn, where was her strength? Yes, she knew she was nervous, yet her heart didn't want to cease. Naraku was being gentle to her, a gentleness she knew he never felt for anyone else, or gave to anyone else.
" I'm sorry Naraku. I am fearful yes, yet I want you to love me...fully." Claiming his lips with hers, she nodded her agreement. When Naraku ended the kiss and began nibbling his way down her throat, Nasai felt her body arch up to him almost at its own accord. His bare chest was warm against her, feeling his hands encircled around her to tackle the bra she was wearing. Hearing it click, she willed her fear away, feeling the straps descend from her shoulders, she saw, with half lidded eyes, her bra being thrown away.
Nasai felt his lips encase about her nipple, his hand caressing the other. She moaned then, running her delicate fingers through his ebony locks. Breaking his contact he lifted his eyes upon her, seeing two golden orbs gazing back at him. Sitting up he looked down at her, a smile implanted upon his lips.
" What are you doing? Why did you stop?" She asked, only to be silenced by Naraku who placed two fingers against her mouth.
" I'm looking at you." His words caused Nasai to blush, yet it began to retreat as he gazed on. Leaning back down he ran his hand down Nasai's body, smiling at how her curves fit his hand so perfectly. " You are perfection." He whispered within her mouth as he kissed her, shredding the last bit of clothing she wore. They both ceased a moment at the skin to skin contact, overwhelmed and utterly filled with each other.
Nasai wrapped her legs around Naraku's waist unseeingly, as if her body yearned more for him then she had thought.
" Are you sure this is what you want?" Nasai gazed at him for a moment, her voice paralysed, so she nodded. " I want to here your voice."
" Y..yes." Nasai managed to choke out.
" It will hurt beyond anything you've even known before if I dare do this to you." Nasai sat slightly up and kissed his throat, making her away down she kissed the place where his neck and shoulder met.
" I understand." Her kisses were driving him insane! He couldn't stand it anymore! Slowly, he entered her, waiting for her nod to make her his. When he had received it he pushed into her, causing Nasai to grasp his back almost painfully, pressing into him in an unspoken plea to continue. Then, holding her sides N\he drew back once then thrust himself to the hilt within her.
Nasai felt a scream rise from her lips, yet it was silenced by one of Naraku's kisses. He winced once, since her nails had dug into him, feeling blood as it cascaded from the small wounds. He didn't dare move, allowing her to become accustomed to him. When her body relaxed beneath him he whispered within her ear. Telling her he was sorry for hurting her, whispering until Nasai couldn't understand anymore. Naraku felt her body tremble, he knew she had never felt this kind of sensation in her life.
Nasai sighed, there really wasn't any pain anymore, merely slight soreness. Naraku's body jerked once, bring Nasai back to reality, yet it was the feeling of molten fire in which rushed into her did she open her eyes. She watched Naraku bend down, his lips pressed softly to her neck, suddenly feeling him pierce her there. His tongue lapping at the oozing blood.
Feeling him pull out of her he rolled onto his back, cradling Nasai within his embrace. She felt herself bury his face within his neck, wrapping an arm over his chest.
" I'm sorry..I caused you to bleed." Naraku only smiled, gazing down upon her as if she were a divine being.
" It's nothing my love." Nasai smiled when he had said my love, also smiling because he had made her his. She was his..and forever. Closing her eyes, she tried to fall into slumber, holding her dark angel.
***
The moon pierced Naraku's room, awaking Nasai. She gazed upon her lover and smiled. Pressing her body as close as possible to his. Which caused him to awake. He gazed down up Nasai and tightened his hold upon her.
" I love you." Nasai whispered, kissing his chest softly.
" and I you." He whispered, kissing the top of her head.
" But, what do we do now?" Nasai asked, not wanting to break the mood. " What will my family say?"
" Does it matter my darling?"
" Yes it does. You are their enemy, and were suppose to be mine. Yet now you have made me your mate. This is just so sudden I can't believe it happened." Naraku rocked her within his embrace to try and calm her. " They will try and kill you! I couldn't bare it if.."
" Stop Nasai. Nothing is going to happen to me. Your family? They will just have to stay out of our way."
" But I.." Nasai's eyes filled with tears, falling as liquid crystal upon her features. Naraku leaned in and kissed her tears.
" It shall all work out my love." Of course he had reassured her. He didn't know where he family stood in his mind. At first he had wanted nothing more then to play with her, and kill her family. Now he loved her, yet still desired to kill her family. A family in which was falling apart. He knew if he harmed a member of his family she would be angry at him. Infuriated even. Yes, he also knew that her naïve family would try and 'save' her from him. Tearing her away from his embrace, causing his heart to be encompassed within blood as it was before her. He could not allow her to leave him, she was his everything.
A/N: Yeah I know the lemon really sucked, but it is my first one, so don't murder me! I'm going to band camp all next week so they'll be no updates. Sorry people. I don't want to go but what you going to do? Well, as always thank you for the reviews and get reading Ruins!^__^
Plus: Small lemon warning! ( It is my first one so it may not be that great )
Chapter Twelve: Through the Looking Glass
Nasai had found herself walking aimlessly through the endless corridors of her prison. She hadn't even noticed where she was going until she felt her body ceased before a door. The door to Naraku's chambers. She felt her hand reach for the door's knob, resting her fingers upon it. She was entranced, and didn't care what people would think when they saw her. Staring as if unseeing upon the door of my newly found lover. Her lover? The thought provoked both passion and uncertainty to course through her mind. It was strange how she had given her heart to him in such a short time, when even family seemed to never earn half. She was partly ashamed of that conclusion, but could not deny its truth.
Snapping back to reality Nasai felt her hand turn the knob and heard the creek in the door as it opened. Her eyes froze when they reached the exposed back of Naraku. He was turned away from her, allowing her to see a strange spider-like burn mark etched into his skin. Naraku must have heard her muffled gasp, turning about to watch her. His eyes reached deeply into his, watching her as she walked towards him.
" What..what happened?" Nasai allow escape from her lips, seeing a frown befall his lips. Pulling his under shirt on he growled. " Please.." Nasai whispered resting herself upon his back, her hands pressed firmly to it. " Tell me."
" You don't need to know." He spat back towards her, part of her being hurt by his seemingly cruel voice.
" Tell me." Nasai's voice was but a muffled whisper, yet she knew Naraku heard it.
" I told you. You don't need to know." Nasai sighed, she had to know or she would go utterly mad. Realising her arms in which were pinned between them, she grasped his shirt and slowly slid it down till the burn appeared once again. Naraku did not resist, yet grew tense at Nasai's touch.
Nasai studied it for a moment, then outlining it with her finger.
" How did you receive this?" Nasai felt his sigh, as he pulled away from her to sit on his bed.
" That story belongs within the past I have left behind Nasai. Must you ask?" Nasai frowned, sitting beside him, and wrapping her arms protectively around him.
" It's okay you can tell me, I'm here." Naraku gazed at her for a moment, he was unsure.
" Nasai...I'm not a full demon like you think I am." Nasai held her surprised gasp and allowed it to die within her throat. Searching through his eyes, telling him to continue. " There was a human named Onigumo who desired nothing but power. He suffered from severe burns, which caused him to never move again. He called upon the demons and told them to devour him. I being the end product." Nasai kept herself silent. Naraku wasn't a demon at all. He was a hanyou, like Inuyasha.
" I am not going to pretend to understand all the things you did to others. I am not going to lecture you, and say killing it wrong. Isn't it true that your mind is not your own? That a portion belongs to the human you once were? Within the deepest recesses of your mind I know you know of what I speak. And like I told you I'm not going to pretend to understand." Nasai fingers entwined within themselves within her laps, her throat becoming dry suddenly. This was strange.
Naraku did not answer her questions and it irritated her.
" Why won't you answer me?" She asked, biting her lip as to calm her anger.
" You don't pretend to understand?" Nasai nodded slowly, man was she ashamed.
" That wasn't what I asked."
" Right, you asked me if it was true that my mind was not my own. You are wrong."
" How can that be?" Nasai asked, gazing onto her hands once again. " Shouldn't half your soul belong to him?"
" No." Was his answer, and he was hoping she would just let the past be the past. " Just forget about that story." Nasai nodded, resting her head upon Naraku's shoulder.
" You're trying to protect me aren't you?" Naraku did not answer, but she felt his head nod. " From what?" She asked, lifting her head so her eyes were pinned to his. They stayed this way for a few moments, Nasai's arms enlaced within Naraku's right one, her eyes begging him, pleading with him. Naraku did not answer her, he felt she would know sooner or later.
Nasai searched through the endless pools of crimson in which were Naraku's eyes. Mimicking the blood he had shed, staining him for all eternity. Nasai reached her head up and softly claimed his lips with hers. This was right was it not? He had told her he loved her that day in the garden. Nasai soon felt herself falling backwards, her back meeting with the sheets beneath her. Releasing her lips, Naraku merely gazed down at her. God she was beautiful, no denying that. Her skin was soft beneath his fingers, untouched. She was pure.
Nasai reached up and coiled her arms around his neck. He was both her light and her darkness. Light, because he loved her with his whole heart. Darkness, because of what he had done. Nasai knew there were many good people out in the world alone and miserable. Why should such evil gain such love? Such darkness in which earned a heart in which remained frozen until now.
Nasai felt Naraku release her lips to travel down her neck, leaving a trail of fire wherever his lips caressed. She felt his hands tug upon her kimono, untying her sash and quickly discarding it. Nasai felt Naraku's hands try to spread the now untied kimono when Nasai grasped them. He gazed off into her eyes, searching through them, both not saying a word. He knows. He knows she's scared. He smiles at her, placing a soft kiss upon her forehead, causing her eyes to close because of the tenderness. Placing his eyes back upon hers he leans into her and positions his lips to her ear.
" We can stop if you...."
" No." She whispered, she couldn't let her fear get the best of her. " No, not now." Placing her hand upon his cheek, she reassures him with a gentle kiss. Nasai tried to pull away, yet Naraku wouldn't allow the kiss to end. He moved his lips agonizingly slow upon hers, drawing a soft moan from her throat. It was now she allowed Naraku to open her kimono, lifting her slightly from the bed so he could take the clothing from her. Hearing it swish as it descended upon the marble floor beneath.
Nasai was afraid to move, she couldn't move. She was embarrassed? Yes, she was. She had never been this intimate with anyone in her life. She had been always frightened about loving someone this way. Naraku noticed her distress, holding her softly to his chest. As if feared she would burst like an old china doll. As if he feared she would transform into grains of sand and fall between his fingers.
" I don't think we should do this Nasai." His voice shook. She had never heard it in such a form. Afraid to let her go, yet wanting to understand how she felt. Nasai wanted to burst thus into tears! Damn, where was her strength? Yes, she knew she was nervous, yet her heart didn't want to cease. Naraku was being gentle to her, a gentleness she knew he never felt for anyone else, or gave to anyone else.
" I'm sorry Naraku. I am fearful yes, yet I want you to love me...fully." Claiming his lips with hers, she nodded her agreement. When Naraku ended the kiss and began nibbling his way down her throat, Nasai felt her body arch up to him almost at its own accord. His bare chest was warm against her, feeling his hands encircled around her to tackle the bra she was wearing. Hearing it click, she willed her fear away, feeling the straps descend from her shoulders, she saw, with half lidded eyes, her bra being thrown away.
Nasai felt his lips encase about her nipple, his hand caressing the other. She moaned then, running her delicate fingers through his ebony locks. Breaking his contact he lifted his eyes upon her, seeing two golden orbs gazing back at him. Sitting up he looked down at her, a smile implanted upon his lips.
" What are you doing? Why did you stop?" She asked, only to be silenced by Naraku who placed two fingers against her mouth.
" I'm looking at you." His words caused Nasai to blush, yet it began to retreat as he gazed on. Leaning back down he ran his hand down Nasai's body, smiling at how her curves fit his hand so perfectly. " You are perfection." He whispered within her mouth as he kissed her, shredding the last bit of clothing she wore. They both ceased a moment at the skin to skin contact, overwhelmed and utterly filled with each other.
Nasai wrapped her legs around Naraku's waist unseeingly, as if her body yearned more for him then she had thought.
" Are you sure this is what you want?" Nasai gazed at him for a moment, her voice paralysed, so she nodded. " I want to here your voice."
" Y..yes." Nasai managed to choke out.
" It will hurt beyond anything you've even known before if I dare do this to you." Nasai sat slightly up and kissed his throat, making her away down she kissed the place where his neck and shoulder met.
" I understand." Her kisses were driving him insane! He couldn't stand it anymore! Slowly, he entered her, waiting for her nod to make her his. When he had received it he pushed into her, causing Nasai to grasp his back almost painfully, pressing into him in an unspoken plea to continue. Then, holding her sides N\he drew back once then thrust himself to the hilt within her.
Nasai felt a scream rise from her lips, yet it was silenced by one of Naraku's kisses. He winced once, since her nails had dug into him, feeling blood as it cascaded from the small wounds. He didn't dare move, allowing her to become accustomed to him. When her body relaxed beneath him he whispered within her ear. Telling her he was sorry for hurting her, whispering until Nasai couldn't understand anymore. Naraku felt her body tremble, he knew she had never felt this kind of sensation in her life.
Nasai sighed, there really wasn't any pain anymore, merely slight soreness. Naraku's body jerked once, bring Nasai back to reality, yet it was the feeling of molten fire in which rushed into her did she open her eyes. She watched Naraku bend down, his lips pressed softly to her neck, suddenly feeling him pierce her there. His tongue lapping at the oozing blood.
Feeling him pull out of her he rolled onto his back, cradling Nasai within his embrace. She felt herself bury his face within his neck, wrapping an arm over his chest.
" I'm sorry..I caused you to bleed." Naraku only smiled, gazing down upon her as if she were a divine being.
" It's nothing my love." Nasai smiled when he had said my love, also smiling because he had made her his. She was his..and forever. Closing her eyes, she tried to fall into slumber, holding her dark angel.
***
The moon pierced Naraku's room, awaking Nasai. She gazed upon her lover and smiled. Pressing her body as close as possible to his. Which caused him to awake. He gazed down up Nasai and tightened his hold upon her.
" I love you." Nasai whispered, kissing his chest softly.
" and I you." He whispered, kissing the top of her head.
" But, what do we do now?" Nasai asked, not wanting to break the mood. " What will my family say?"
" Does it matter my darling?"
" Yes it does. You are their enemy, and were suppose to be mine. Yet now you have made me your mate. This is just so sudden I can't believe it happened." Naraku rocked her within his embrace to try and calm her. " They will try and kill you! I couldn't bare it if.."
" Stop Nasai. Nothing is going to happen to me. Your family? They will just have to stay out of our way."
" But I.." Nasai's eyes filled with tears, falling as liquid crystal upon her features. Naraku leaned in and kissed her tears.
" It shall all work out my love." Of course he had reassured her. He didn't know where he family stood in his mind. At first he had wanted nothing more then to play with her, and kill her family. Now he loved her, yet still desired to kill her family. A family in which was falling apart. He knew if he harmed a member of his family she would be angry at him. Infuriated even. Yes, he also knew that her naïve family would try and 'save' her from him. Tearing her away from his embrace, causing his heart to be encompassed within blood as it was before her. He could not allow her to leave him, she was his everything.
A/N: Yeah I know the lemon really sucked, but it is my first one, so don't murder me! I'm going to band camp all next week so they'll be no updates. Sorry people. I don't want to go but what you going to do? Well, as always thank you for the reviews and get reading Ruins!^__^