Old Lust Dies Hard

Ryouna Bakuraru

Chapter 6: A Demon's Shock

Sesshomaru sat in his room with shackles around his wrists and ankles to a long chain that was connected to the wall opposite of him so that way he couldn't escape. He had regained full control over his mind and was he ever fucking pissed off.

The miasma in his room wasn't as thick as it had been in the forest, which was a plus, but that wasn't what had him so ticked off. It was the fact that he had been fucking violated when he was intoxicated and Senayalayasha was still out there in that forest somewhere, unable to reboot his mainframe.

Sighing, he took off his engagement ring and looked on the inside of it. Senayalayasha's name had been engraved on it so that if anything like what just happened happened, then they would still belong to one another even though Senayalayasha didn't have the other ring or one or the other had been invaded by someone else.

The door opened and Naraku walked in, smiling darkly. "Hello, darling. Do you feel any different?" he asked, walking over to Sesshomaru and holding him tightly.

"Of course I feel different, Naraku. You invaded me!" he hissed.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, Sesshomaru. That's not what I meant. I mean, do you feel any…different?"

"I said…how do you mean?" Sesshomaru asked, changing his sentence and looking up at Naraku with a suspicious look.

"That's better. I just mean…different. Do you feel like anything within your body's changed at all? Like, decreased strength, tiredness, pale skin, and flip-flopping moods?"

"Yes, why?"

Naraku smiled. "Ah, so then it worked…it will happen on the full moon then. I am so glad that you have proved to be such a good host…"

"What do you mean, Naraku?"

"I mean, that you're going to be mine eternally the full moon by giving something to me. Isn't that special?"

"No, I think it's downright sickening. You better tell me what the hell's happening on the full moon, or I'll--" Sesshomaru was cut off by a passionate kiss from Naraku who was grasping his wrists and pinning him against the windowsill.

Sesshomaru struggled and succeeded in throwing the youkai off, standing and panting. "No. You are not."

"I wasn't going to. I just wanted to give you a kiss, darling," said Naraku, looking Sesshomaru in the eyes.

"A kiss my fucking ass! You were trying to pull a fucking move on me!" Sesshomaru hissed. Naraku laughed.

"Oh, you're so much fun to torment, Sesshomaru. Now please, relax and enjoy your stay. You might as well make yourself comfortable, my beloved. Please, take your seat and be happy."

Sesshomaru hissed as he was forced back down on the window seat and a quick kiss placed on his turquoise moon. He lashed out and his hand was stopped dead by the metal on his wrist. Though there was slack left, it wouldn't budge. He looked up into Naraku's face to see that the youkai's eyes were concentrated on his hand with very little effort, and finally jerked his head back a little to throw the hand back as well as Sesshomaru's entire body onto the window, making it shatter and causing him dangle from the sill of the window, Sesshomaru hanging on by a hand with a sharp glass shard slicing straight through it.

Naraku approached the window and watched him a moment as he took hold with the other hand and started to pull himself up when his right hand slipped on the blood from the other and cut that one as well, letting out a cry of anguish. Below him was a 7,000 foot drop to a very deep, very rocky abyss. There was no absolute guarantee that he would come out of it alive.

After another ten minutes of struggling, Sesshomaru started to loose his grip and tried to grip something that wasn't slippery, but his left hand slipped and he started to fall…

When Naraku caught him, faster than Sesshomaru could ever move, and with such grace and strength that it made Sesshomaru both angry and awed. Naraku let him hang another moment, hanging half out the window himself, before pulling him in with a quick pull of his hand. He set him down gently on the floor and stood, licking the blood off his hand. What was left of a puncture wound on his stomach was already gone, only a bloodstain left in the dark fabric.

"Let that be a lesson, my dear Sesshomaru, that I am now above you. You try to attempt anything, I will punish you. You try to prove that you are better than I, I shall frighten it out of you. Remember that," Naraku said, leaving.

"I wasn't scared…" Sesshomaru muttered, looking at his cut hand. It was already healing, but it was still painful. "I was just worried is all…"

Back in the forest, the night before Halloween, Senayalayasha was starting to reboot. His eyes opened a little and flickered as they were relit by the light within his soul and mainframe. As his wounds started to heal, a hatred was born within his heart, a hate so powerful that before the restart was even finished, his body started to change.

"Na-raku…" he hissed, his eyes starting to change colors to a vibrant golden-red color with no iris whatsoever. His body started to jerk a little, spikes growing from his shoulders, down his back, and on the sides of his arms and legs, his fingernails growing an abnormal 4 inches longer, and his fangs growing an extra two inches.

With a final yell, he sat up onto his knees and sprouted wings from his back, midnight black encrusted with white bone along the membrane. Senayalayasha panted as dark markings of demonic dialect burned onto his pale skin. Drawing a sword with a black diamond blade and ruby edges infused with dark magic and a hilt made with a vampire's breast bone, infused with more magic and vampire's blood, the beautifully deadly Vampire's Bloodlust, he stood and sniffed the air.

"Soon it will be Halloween. Naraku must die…he must die for what he's done to me and Sesshomaru…" he growled in a possessed-sounding voice like a whisper.

He looked to the sky and took flight, mowing down trees and shrubs along his way. Determined to get Sesshomaru back, he then took to the skies and flew onward towards the white sphere that was the moon.

(Halloween Evening)

Sesshomaru sat in the dining room, awaiting Naraku's arrival. He looked outside at the large, red, full moon, somewhat nervous. Naraku had been awaiting that night for over a week, and it was the appointed night. He had said no time, so he assumed during dinner the said…thing, would occur.

Naraku finally appeared, dressed in a long black kimono that dragged across the floor, his hair done up in an elaborate style with chopsticks, and decorated with countless tiny jewels in the shape of teardrops. His face had stripes of red make-up on the cheeks and dark blue lipstick on his lips. On his eyes was a dark purple eye shadow and his face painted a very pale color.

"What is the occasion besides Halloween evening?" Sesshomaru asked, dressed up as well in a bright red kimono, white face paint, black eye shadow, and jewels braided into his long silver locks, the backs of his hands decked with large sapphires and rubies.

"Why, Sesshomaru, I think this is a very formal occasion. Tonight, we send out our new guest to terrorize the world," said Naraku, sitting across from him.

"'New Guest'? Who's that?" Sesshomaru asked, wrinkling his nose in distaste.

"We shall be meeting him very shortly…" said Naraku, becoming serious and looking at Sesshomaru intensely. It was then, that Sesshomaru felt strangely sick…

Hello, all, Ryouna here again. Heh heh heh, I was evil by cutting it off like that. Now you have to review otherwise I'll just let Sesshie-kun die and you'll never find out what actually happens…

Sesshomaru: You will? Why, you little…--reaches for Ryouna again--

Ryouna: Hey, hey! No killing the author a second time! Just forgave you!

Naraku: I love what is going to happen next…--already knows all--

Sesshomaru: You do?

Naraku: --nods--

Ryouna: I'm not telling. Please review, or Sesshie-kun gets it! --takes out knife and holds it to Sesshomaru's neck--