Call of the Spider
Summary: Something or someone calls to Sesshoumaru, and the great dog youkai lord cannot resist the call, so he follows the lure. Yaoi and etc. Warning inside fic.
Author's Note: Third installment. Enjoy immensely. Oh, and from now on, my thank you to the reviewers will be under the "TBC"(to be continued). Eh, I didn't mean for this chapter to be all sentimental and kuso, but oh well. I still think its not too bad...
Warning(s): R, YAOI, Sexual situations, maybe some blood, Sesshoumaru being sentimental by telling his past (almost incest) and etc...
Male on Male stuff. Don't like, don't read! If you're too young or not mature enough, don't read. If you're offended by this stuff, don't read. ((God knows Kagome offends me enough and I hate her to the thirteen Hells, so I don't read any fiction with her in the pairing...))
Chapter Two: "Resistance Starts To Fall"
Sesshoumaru was lying unconsciously in Naraku's strong, but warm arms; he had passed out from his constant resistance, which lost him much of his strength. Of course, rest would regain his strength, but somehow he knew Naraku would not let him rest long enough to gain enough strength to arouse further conflict.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty..." Cooed a sly voice in Sesshoumaru's ear.
Sesshoumaru twitched; he had heard it and did not like that pet name one bit.
"Wake up or..." Naraku hissed a bit louder, losing patience. His hand snaked between Sesshoumaru's thighs to issue the threat. His hand found and fondled something quite interesting...
Instantly, the dog youkai's eyes burst open and he immediately skirted away from the unwanted touch, or at least he thought it was unwanted. His body was so strange sometimes. He wanted to get away; he believed this youkai to have gone mad or something...because no one wanted Sesshoumaru. Or that was what he had believed all his life.
But to no avail yet again, for those overpowering arms grabbed him quickly and shoved him onto his back, a masculine, yet tempting body pinned Sesshoumaru's down effortlessly. Naraku grinned down at him, immensely enjoying this contact, this game.
Sesshoumaru glared at Naraku, his cat-like slits thinner then usual.
"You know, you are really sexy when you're angry..." Naraku teased, but was honest as he returned Sesshoumaru's stare, but not with the same emotion as Sesshoumaru's. He had the youkai lord's wrists pinned above Sesshoumaru's head and a leg between the inu's legs. He knew Sesshoumaru would not try to move because even though the dog youkai did not use his...parts as much as most did, he still needed it for other things. Sesshoumaru could not afford to lose or damage what he had between his legs. Hell, no male could!
"What do you want from me? If its to humiliate me, well, you have done as much damage as you could have in that area..." Sesshoumaru hissed, but some traitorous part of him laughed and remarked on how intoxicatingly beautiful the dark-haired youkai was. Sesshoumaru paled when he heard a part of himself actually admit that and he almost blushed.
"Oh, I thought dogs had good ears. Well...obviously you don't believe me?"
"I have no reason to." Sesshoumaru said quietly, still secretly flattered by what Naraku had told him before he had passed out. But how could he believe a demon that had deceived and weaved a web so tangled that trapped so many in it? How could he? How could he know if Naraku was serious or just fucking with his mind, body...and heart? ((Course, Fluffy wouldn't admit to having a heart, but hey, Rin is evidence enough of a heart, ne?))
"Leave reason behind, for it will get you no where. I don't think it really ever has gotten you anywhere..." He began slowly and softly, his voice so smooth and rich as he spoke. He paused for a moment to regard Sesshoumaru, and when the inu youkai said nothing, he continued, "You have been lonely and alone all your life, I can see that much and more. Always, you have strived so hard to have your father proud of you and to respect you...but a certain hanyou ruined that. Your father ignored you and left you in the dark while he stood with his human wench and hanyou son. No matter what you did, no matter how true you were to your Youkai heritage, he did not notice. In fact, he even went as far as to even favor his own whore more then he favored you. He was weak while you were strong. And that baka hanyou and his pathetic friends wonder why you are so...so bitter." Naraku finished, gazing down at the bishounen' youkai.
"There's...more." Sesshoumaru whispered, looking away. He was shocked, for Naraku had touched many nerves that he thought only he, himself knew. How could Naraku have known?
"Hmmmmm? Really? I knew you were complex, but... this is more then I expected!"
"..." Sesshoumaru continued to look away, eyes downcast at the ground. He should not have said anything at all. Naraku had read him like a book and he actually responded to it, which meant he had complied that it had been true. He felt so stupid that he was tempted to kill himself, but not before he killed Naraku first, of course.
"If you tell me, I will tell you anything you want to know about me. I know a question lingers in your mind..."
"Hn." Sesshoumaru made a small snort. He wondered why Naraku always knew what he was thinking or what he wanted. He turned his head and looked up at Naraku, his gaze unemotional and dispassionate as usual. Yet, Naraku could see through it. He could see through Sesshoumaru...
"Hmmmmm? A yes? A no?"
Sesshoumaru nodded slightly; he never took his golden orbs away from Naraku's crimson ones. He shifted his body as much as he could, but he couldn't move much, courtesy of Naraku's leg. Somehow, he was oddly content and comfortable with this position, with a warm body lying on top of him, trapping, yet protecting him. He closed his eyes.
"It was years before he met that human wench. My Kaasan had died when she was away, protecting the lands, which he should have been doing in the first place. I don't even know if he cared, but I always got this feeling that somewhere along the way he had been driven into some self-stricken madness. Sometimes he would lock himself in a room for days or he'd run off to gods-knows-where. He was no longer the Great Dog Demon Lord he used to be. And...every time he was home, he would tell me insane things. Father...thought that I was too beautiful to be a male. He would always say that to my face or mumble it. When he had had too much Sake, he would touch me, but I would push his groping hands away. It made me sick. I was so tempted to tear my hair out, slash my face until they left ugly scars, but I couldn't do any of that..." Sesshoumaru said loud enough for Naraku to hear clearly. His voice was void of any emotion...except for anger.
His rage had never been because of Inu-Yasha. It had been because of his father. His battles, his hatred, his sibling rivalry towards Inu-Yasha had been because of their father. As he thought of that, he realized that he had unfairly taken everything out on the hanyou. He did not like having a hanyou in the family, but everything he had done to the hanyou had been too harsh, too unnecessary. Inu-Yasha had done nothing wrong to him.
"Sometimes he would keep trying even when I pushed him away or attacked him. There was a time when he had tried to take me. He was in a rut, but that did not excuse his behavior nonetheless. I didn't care if he was my father or not; I wasn't about to let anyone use me as their little whore!"
Naraku listened silently, no mocking laughter, no jibing smirk. No mockery at all.
"After that time he had tried to, I back handed him hard and then I left for a few months. Eventually, he came to look for me and he was actually sober. I did not trust him, but I returned with him. To my great distaste, he had a human mate. I had almost, almost wished I had let him take me. If he had, that human wench would not have been there as his mate."
Naraku continued to listen silently even as his own thumb caressed the wrists he had pinned down. The caress was light and gentle; to anybody, it seemed like it was his way of comforting the male underneath him, but Sesshoumaru was very paranoid and distrusting still.
"After the child was born, I was nothing. I was a martyr, something of a ghost that lurked. His wench felt pity towards me and she even had the gall to try to comfort me! I slapped her hand away as I had done to father before. Of course, he saw it and got angry. I didn't care. When Mother had died, I slowly stopped caring. Father, the great dog demon that used to be there, had died along with her as well. I never fully realized that until now."
Naraku waited silently once more, waiting for more, but Sesshoumaru said no more.
"Its your turn, Naraku."
"I am satisfied. Now, what is your question?" Naraku's eyes were half- lidded and he never did stop stroking Sesshoumaru's wrists.
"What are you? You smell like a full-blooded youkai...but, that cannot be. The last time I checked, you were a hanyou!" Sesshoumaru asked; it was a question that had long lingered in his mind, as Naraku had predicted.
Naraku finally laughed, but it was not mocking.
"Answer me, shimatta!" Sesshoumaru growled; his cat-like slits thin again.
"At first, I wanted to do this for myself, but when I met you, I wanted to do it for you. I suppose what I feel for you is not only lust, believe it or not. If it were just lust, I would have had my way with you already, my dear. The Shikon No Tama of the Four Souls is a cursed, yet blessed object that everyone except for you is after. I thought it was curious that you seemed to be the only one who didn't care about it..."
Sesshoumaru only stared at him silently in return, as Naraku had done for him earlier.
"If you use the object for good, then it will not curse you, but if you use it for selfish and wicked reasons, it will curse you. At first, I didn't care about the curse. I was already cursed as it is. But...like I said, I did it for you. I wanted to be a Youkai for you, not a hanyou. As a hanyou, I would be unstable. I would be hundreds of demons, plus a human. I did not want that for you. I wanted to be a whole demon. Not hundreds and definitely not human, either. As a Youkai, I would be able to control myself. I would be able to give you everything you needed and everything that you wanted. That was my true desire after I met you."
"..." Sesshoumaru was speechless again. That annoyed him because it was becoming a habit of his. He silently chided and scolded himself for that. He could only stare at Naraku, not quite sure if it were true or not...but...it somehow made sense to him.
"Satisfied?" Naraku asked, his thumbs still caressing the inu youkai's wrists. He would easily cut his soft, vulnerable wrists and drain all of his blood to death, but that was not on his list. He was going to drain some blood, eventually, but not much of it.
Sesshoumaru nodded slightly again, mesmerized about how close Naraku's face seemed to be looming closer to his own. He became nervous, very nervous. He had to distract Naraku.
"Naraku?"
"Hmmmmm?" Naraku stopped; his face a hairsbreadth away from Sesshoumaru's.
"What is your true desire now?" Sesshoumaru asked, trying to mask his wariness and nervousness with his unemotional mask, but he failed. Naraku could see through it, always.
"You."
TBC
So, how was it? Hmmmmm? I kinda liked it.
-BTW, I might put my first ever Naraku/Sesshoumaru finished fic called "Youkai Triangle" on adultfiction.net or something. I don't think it can pass for Rated R on fanfiction.net, but I have seen a lot of NC-17 stuff in here, so maybe. I'll think about it...
Thanks for Reviewing:
Shinna-Arigato! I'm glad you are enjoying yourself!
The Gifted Ten-Actually, it did partly. Of course, I wrote a Naraku/Sesshoumaru many months ago, before my computer got busted and I was left with no internet access for four months. grumbles It sucked, but we have a new compy now! Anywhos, I've been looking for Nara/Sess fics(especially ones that are finished, are at least written half way done). I started writing a couple other nara/sess ficlets while I had no computer and I will try them out as soon as I can. I think I'll make one of em' a one shot. The other might be about 10 chapters or so. For THIS fic, I'm trying to make it five or six chapters. But yeah, you and your co- writer Derranged Blonde helped me by bringing more Naraku and Sesshoumaru goodness!
May Neuma-Arigato for the review! Hai, as I said in the e-mail, Naraku just seems the type to be a stalker, possessive, seme, etc etc, so I really saw no problem in making him this way. You don't mind, do you? Besides, I have seen fics where Naraku would stalk Sesshoumaru, then poison, and so forth. Course, I didn't want to follow that. I wanted some conflict. Thanks again!
Derranged Blonde-Thanks! It's been suggested I get a beta reader. I suppose that's someone who reads over it to correct mistakes, but I do that already...plus, some people are insistent on me updating...so yeah, but I'm flattered. Oh yeah, what exactly are the tweaked lines? I'm amused, do tell!
Tenshi no Hikari Ai-Thanks, Ah, less reviews don't hold me back. I'm not the kind of writer that gets down about that. I'm the kind that has this thing to continue and finish stuff. One review would be enough to spur me. Plus, I know the whole world doesn't like Yaoi, especially Naraku/Sesshoumaru Yaoi(I don't know why, lol), but yeah. Thanks for reviewing! I have to admit, I have a soft spot for either nara/sess, inu/sess, so go ahead if that's your desire. I'd love to read either one.
Riversprite77-Arigato for reviewing! Hai, I actually worked on one where Sesshoumaru is pursuing Naraku. It's an AU and it's basically Naraku is a drug/crime lord and Sesshoumaru is an undercover cop (he can pass for a bad guy ). He's supposed to get dirt on Naraku since Naraku always conveniently manages to slip away from the law. Of course, I don't wanna give anything away, but to let you know, after awhile, our Sesshy REALLY starts chasing after Naraku! Interested? I wrote some of it awhile ago, of course I'll type it up later when I have the chance to. Thanks again!
Summary: Something or someone calls to Sesshoumaru, and the great dog youkai lord cannot resist the call, so he follows the lure. Yaoi and etc. Warning inside fic.
Author's Note: Third installment. Enjoy immensely. Oh, and from now on, my thank you to the reviewers will be under the "TBC"(to be continued). Eh, I didn't mean for this chapter to be all sentimental and kuso, but oh well. I still think its not too bad...
Warning(s): R, YAOI, Sexual situations, maybe some blood, Sesshoumaru being sentimental by telling his past (almost incest) and etc...
Male on Male stuff. Don't like, don't read! If you're too young or not mature enough, don't read. If you're offended by this stuff, don't read. ((God knows Kagome offends me enough and I hate her to the thirteen Hells, so I don't read any fiction with her in the pairing...))
Chapter Two: "Resistance Starts To Fall"
Sesshoumaru was lying unconsciously in Naraku's strong, but warm arms; he had passed out from his constant resistance, which lost him much of his strength. Of course, rest would regain his strength, but somehow he knew Naraku would not let him rest long enough to gain enough strength to arouse further conflict.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty..." Cooed a sly voice in Sesshoumaru's ear.
Sesshoumaru twitched; he had heard it and did not like that pet name one bit.
"Wake up or..." Naraku hissed a bit louder, losing patience. His hand snaked between Sesshoumaru's thighs to issue the threat. His hand found and fondled something quite interesting...
Instantly, the dog youkai's eyes burst open and he immediately skirted away from the unwanted touch, or at least he thought it was unwanted. His body was so strange sometimes. He wanted to get away; he believed this youkai to have gone mad or something...because no one wanted Sesshoumaru. Or that was what he had believed all his life.
But to no avail yet again, for those overpowering arms grabbed him quickly and shoved him onto his back, a masculine, yet tempting body pinned Sesshoumaru's down effortlessly. Naraku grinned down at him, immensely enjoying this contact, this game.
Sesshoumaru glared at Naraku, his cat-like slits thinner then usual.
"You know, you are really sexy when you're angry..." Naraku teased, but was honest as he returned Sesshoumaru's stare, but not with the same emotion as Sesshoumaru's. He had the youkai lord's wrists pinned above Sesshoumaru's head and a leg between the inu's legs. He knew Sesshoumaru would not try to move because even though the dog youkai did not use his...parts as much as most did, he still needed it for other things. Sesshoumaru could not afford to lose or damage what he had between his legs. Hell, no male could!
"What do you want from me? If its to humiliate me, well, you have done as much damage as you could have in that area..." Sesshoumaru hissed, but some traitorous part of him laughed and remarked on how intoxicatingly beautiful the dark-haired youkai was. Sesshoumaru paled when he heard a part of himself actually admit that and he almost blushed.
"Oh, I thought dogs had good ears. Well...obviously you don't believe me?"
"I have no reason to." Sesshoumaru said quietly, still secretly flattered by what Naraku had told him before he had passed out. But how could he believe a demon that had deceived and weaved a web so tangled that trapped so many in it? How could he? How could he know if Naraku was serious or just fucking with his mind, body...and heart? ((Course, Fluffy wouldn't admit to having a heart, but hey, Rin is evidence enough of a heart, ne?))
"Leave reason behind, for it will get you no where. I don't think it really ever has gotten you anywhere..." He began slowly and softly, his voice so smooth and rich as he spoke. He paused for a moment to regard Sesshoumaru, and when the inu youkai said nothing, he continued, "You have been lonely and alone all your life, I can see that much and more. Always, you have strived so hard to have your father proud of you and to respect you...but a certain hanyou ruined that. Your father ignored you and left you in the dark while he stood with his human wench and hanyou son. No matter what you did, no matter how true you were to your Youkai heritage, he did not notice. In fact, he even went as far as to even favor his own whore more then he favored you. He was weak while you were strong. And that baka hanyou and his pathetic friends wonder why you are so...so bitter." Naraku finished, gazing down at the bishounen' youkai.
"There's...more." Sesshoumaru whispered, looking away. He was shocked, for Naraku had touched many nerves that he thought only he, himself knew. How could Naraku have known?
"Hmmmmm? Really? I knew you were complex, but... this is more then I expected!"
"..." Sesshoumaru continued to look away, eyes downcast at the ground. He should not have said anything at all. Naraku had read him like a book and he actually responded to it, which meant he had complied that it had been true. He felt so stupid that he was tempted to kill himself, but not before he killed Naraku first, of course.
"If you tell me, I will tell you anything you want to know about me. I know a question lingers in your mind..."
"Hn." Sesshoumaru made a small snort. He wondered why Naraku always knew what he was thinking or what he wanted. He turned his head and looked up at Naraku, his gaze unemotional and dispassionate as usual. Yet, Naraku could see through it. He could see through Sesshoumaru...
"Hmmmmm? A yes? A no?"
Sesshoumaru nodded slightly; he never took his golden orbs away from Naraku's crimson ones. He shifted his body as much as he could, but he couldn't move much, courtesy of Naraku's leg. Somehow, he was oddly content and comfortable with this position, with a warm body lying on top of him, trapping, yet protecting him. He closed his eyes.
"It was years before he met that human wench. My Kaasan had died when she was away, protecting the lands, which he should have been doing in the first place. I don't even know if he cared, but I always got this feeling that somewhere along the way he had been driven into some self-stricken madness. Sometimes he would lock himself in a room for days or he'd run off to gods-knows-where. He was no longer the Great Dog Demon Lord he used to be. And...every time he was home, he would tell me insane things. Father...thought that I was too beautiful to be a male. He would always say that to my face or mumble it. When he had had too much Sake, he would touch me, but I would push his groping hands away. It made me sick. I was so tempted to tear my hair out, slash my face until they left ugly scars, but I couldn't do any of that..." Sesshoumaru said loud enough for Naraku to hear clearly. His voice was void of any emotion...except for anger.
His rage had never been because of Inu-Yasha. It had been because of his father. His battles, his hatred, his sibling rivalry towards Inu-Yasha had been because of their father. As he thought of that, he realized that he had unfairly taken everything out on the hanyou. He did not like having a hanyou in the family, but everything he had done to the hanyou had been too harsh, too unnecessary. Inu-Yasha had done nothing wrong to him.
"Sometimes he would keep trying even when I pushed him away or attacked him. There was a time when he had tried to take me. He was in a rut, but that did not excuse his behavior nonetheless. I didn't care if he was my father or not; I wasn't about to let anyone use me as their little whore!"
Naraku listened silently, no mocking laughter, no jibing smirk. No mockery at all.
"After that time he had tried to, I back handed him hard and then I left for a few months. Eventually, he came to look for me and he was actually sober. I did not trust him, but I returned with him. To my great distaste, he had a human mate. I had almost, almost wished I had let him take me. If he had, that human wench would not have been there as his mate."
Naraku continued to listen silently even as his own thumb caressed the wrists he had pinned down. The caress was light and gentle; to anybody, it seemed like it was his way of comforting the male underneath him, but Sesshoumaru was very paranoid and distrusting still.
"After the child was born, I was nothing. I was a martyr, something of a ghost that lurked. His wench felt pity towards me and she even had the gall to try to comfort me! I slapped her hand away as I had done to father before. Of course, he saw it and got angry. I didn't care. When Mother had died, I slowly stopped caring. Father, the great dog demon that used to be there, had died along with her as well. I never fully realized that until now."
Naraku waited silently once more, waiting for more, but Sesshoumaru said no more.
"Its your turn, Naraku."
"I am satisfied. Now, what is your question?" Naraku's eyes were half- lidded and he never did stop stroking Sesshoumaru's wrists.
"What are you? You smell like a full-blooded youkai...but, that cannot be. The last time I checked, you were a hanyou!" Sesshoumaru asked; it was a question that had long lingered in his mind, as Naraku had predicted.
Naraku finally laughed, but it was not mocking.
"Answer me, shimatta!" Sesshoumaru growled; his cat-like slits thin again.
"At first, I wanted to do this for myself, but when I met you, I wanted to do it for you. I suppose what I feel for you is not only lust, believe it or not. If it were just lust, I would have had my way with you already, my dear. The Shikon No Tama of the Four Souls is a cursed, yet blessed object that everyone except for you is after. I thought it was curious that you seemed to be the only one who didn't care about it..."
Sesshoumaru only stared at him silently in return, as Naraku had done for him earlier.
"If you use the object for good, then it will not curse you, but if you use it for selfish and wicked reasons, it will curse you. At first, I didn't care about the curse. I was already cursed as it is. But...like I said, I did it for you. I wanted to be a Youkai for you, not a hanyou. As a hanyou, I would be unstable. I would be hundreds of demons, plus a human. I did not want that for you. I wanted to be a whole demon. Not hundreds and definitely not human, either. As a Youkai, I would be able to control myself. I would be able to give you everything you needed and everything that you wanted. That was my true desire after I met you."
"..." Sesshoumaru was speechless again. That annoyed him because it was becoming a habit of his. He silently chided and scolded himself for that. He could only stare at Naraku, not quite sure if it were true or not...but...it somehow made sense to him.
"Satisfied?" Naraku asked, his thumbs still caressing the inu youkai's wrists. He would easily cut his soft, vulnerable wrists and drain all of his blood to death, but that was not on his list. He was going to drain some blood, eventually, but not much of it.
Sesshoumaru nodded slightly again, mesmerized about how close Naraku's face seemed to be looming closer to his own. He became nervous, very nervous. He had to distract Naraku.
"Naraku?"
"Hmmmmm?" Naraku stopped; his face a hairsbreadth away from Sesshoumaru's.
"What is your true desire now?" Sesshoumaru asked, trying to mask his wariness and nervousness with his unemotional mask, but he failed. Naraku could see through it, always.
"You."
TBC
So, how was it? Hmmmmm? I kinda liked it.
-BTW, I might put my first ever Naraku/Sesshoumaru finished fic called "Youkai Triangle" on adultfiction.net or something. I don't think it can pass for Rated R on fanfiction.net, but I have seen a lot of NC-17 stuff in here, so maybe. I'll think about it...
Thanks for Reviewing:
Shinna-Arigato! I'm glad you are enjoying yourself!
The Gifted Ten-Actually, it did partly. Of course, I wrote a Naraku/Sesshoumaru many months ago, before my computer got busted and I was left with no internet access for four months. grumbles It sucked, but we have a new compy now! Anywhos, I've been looking for Nara/Sess fics(especially ones that are finished, are at least written half way done). I started writing a couple other nara/sess ficlets while I had no computer and I will try them out as soon as I can. I think I'll make one of em' a one shot. The other might be about 10 chapters or so. For THIS fic, I'm trying to make it five or six chapters. But yeah, you and your co- writer Derranged Blonde helped me by bringing more Naraku and Sesshoumaru goodness!
May Neuma-Arigato for the review! Hai, as I said in the e-mail, Naraku just seems the type to be a stalker, possessive, seme, etc etc, so I really saw no problem in making him this way. You don't mind, do you? Besides, I have seen fics where Naraku would stalk Sesshoumaru, then poison, and so forth. Course, I didn't want to follow that. I wanted some conflict. Thanks again!
Derranged Blonde-Thanks! It's been suggested I get a beta reader. I suppose that's someone who reads over it to correct mistakes, but I do that already...plus, some people are insistent on me updating...so yeah, but I'm flattered. Oh yeah, what exactly are the tweaked lines? I'm amused, do tell!
Tenshi no Hikari Ai-Thanks, Ah, less reviews don't hold me back. I'm not the kind of writer that gets down about that. I'm the kind that has this thing to continue and finish stuff. One review would be enough to spur me. Plus, I know the whole world doesn't like Yaoi, especially Naraku/Sesshoumaru Yaoi(I don't know why, lol), but yeah. Thanks for reviewing! I have to admit, I have a soft spot for either nara/sess, inu/sess, so go ahead if that's your desire. I'd love to read either one.
Riversprite77-Arigato for reviewing! Hai, I actually worked on one where Sesshoumaru is pursuing Naraku. It's an AU and it's basically Naraku is a drug/crime lord and Sesshoumaru is an undercover cop (he can pass for a bad guy ). He's supposed to get dirt on Naraku since Naraku always conveniently manages to slip away from the law. Of course, I don't wanna give anything away, but to let you know, after awhile, our Sesshy REALLY starts chasing after Naraku! Interested? I wrote some of it awhile ago, of course I'll type it up later when I have the chance to. Thanks again!