Hakisuma sqeezed her knees closer to her chest. She and Hikari had been in the room for quite a while. And she didn't like it one bit. Something was unnerving. And the unknown desire in her had not receded. It still threatened to spill out.
Hikari was shivering beside her. Three silver arrows...
The wounds were gaping at Hakisuma. She looked away quickly.
"Hey," she murmured to Hikari.
Hikari made a noise in the back of her throat.
"...nevermind..." Hakisuma sighed.
The door rattled. Hakisuma's ears twitched and then settled. It was the guard that had pinned her arms to the side.
The guard stepped in. He was silent. Hakisuma did not even bother to look at him.
"What is it?" she asked coolly.
"Lord Makoto wishes to see you, Hakisuma-dono," he figeted.
Hikari glared at him. He felt uneasy under her intense glare. Hakisuma stood up.
"No!" Hikari grabbed Hakisuma's ankle. A jolt of pain shot through her body and she cringed.
"I have to!" Hakisuma reasoned. She bent down and gently released Hikari's grasp on her ankle.
She then walked towards the door. The guard followed her out hastily. The shoji door closed behind them.
Hikari grumbled and flopped onto her back. "You'll be sorry...fox ass."
Outside the door, Hakisuma's ears twitched and she smirked. 'We'll see about that.' Hakisuma closed her eyes for a moment and her lips moved quickly. Then, she opened her eyes again and followed the guard through a narrow hallway to the door on the right. The guard stopped and placed his hand on the door.
Hakisuma eyed him over her nose and continued inside.
At first she didn't see him. Then, as her eyes adjusted to the dark, she sensed that Makoto was behind her.
"What do you want with me?" Hakisuma demanded without bothering to turn around. Her silky ebony hair draped her face in strands. It easily reached her waist. Makoto's fingers itched.
Makoto said nothing. Instead, he grabbed a lock of Hakisuma's silky hair and tugged lightly.
Hakisuma's breathing stopped. As soon as his fingers made contact with her hair, a surge of power washed through her.
She spun around, snatching her waist-length hair out of his hands.
Makoto acted quickly. He used his right arm to hook around Hakisuma's waist while she was off-balance for the few seconds. His left hand grabbed the kunai knife he held in his pocket and pressed it against her delicate neck.
Hakisuma's eyes flashed dangerously. "It's full moon tonight," she said lowly.
"Yes, I know, my dear Hakisuma," Makoto replied into her fuzzy black ear. She felt him breathing in it.
It infuriated her. Her pupils contracted and re-shaped itself to a slit. She tried to ignore his 'dear Hakisuma'.
"The full moon makes demons stronger," Hakisuma growled.
"I know that too..." Makoto drawled. Hakisuma felt the warmth of his face leave the side of her face and onto her neck. There, she felt stinging and wetness. He was carving her skin with his kunai knife.
"You bastard..." Hakisuma tried to fight off the urge to spin around and attack him. Or was it? Either way, it was too dangerous. In one swift movement, Hakisuma could be dead, full moon or not.
"Tsk tsk tsk...you shouldn't be dissing your husband, now, should you?" Makoto murmured.
"I'm not-" Hakisuma began hotly.
"Come now, Hakisuma...you think I didn't know about your power boost in the night of the full moon?" Makoto whispered.
Hakisuma clenched her fists hard enough to draw blood.
"And your powers are not the only things boosted..." Makoto grinned against her skin.
"I don't know what you're-" Hakisuma snapped. Her body was heating up and she knew that he felt it. The real Makoto would not do this to her. He wouldn't...
"Ah, yes, I can feel it," Makoto smelled her hair.
"Feel what?" Hakisuma growled. This was going too far.
"..."
"Feel what!" Hakisuma demanded again.
"You are in heat."
Hakisuma froze.
"That's why you've been feeling it. You like it, don't you?" Makoto licked the blood from her neck.
Hakisuma's heart pounded relentlessly against her chest.
"That's not true!" she snarled. Her hand whipped to her the dagger she had picked up from her travels and pulled it out. Makoto smirked and jumped away, just barely missing Hakisuma's swipe.
Hakisuma saw whisps of her hair drift to the ground. Where was a hair ribbon when she needed it? Those bastards ruined her favorite one.
Makoto lashed out his arm and threw the kunai knife at Hakisuma. She caught it within her fore and middle fingers and darted towards him.
He could feel the demon in her. Even if she was only one-fourth demon, she could be very powerful. He could almost see the demon imprinted into her very soul.
Hakisuma held the dagger in such a position that if he used tai-jutsu, (hand-to-hand combat) she would be able to block and cut at his flesh.
Makoto was not a bad fighter. They fought hand to hand combat, neither of them inflicting damage on one another. Neither of them were out of breath, either. They just kept fighting. Hakisuma was swiping with the kunai knife Makoto had used on her and the dagger. Makoto blocked off her attacks with his arms easily.
"RRAGH!" Hakisuma yelled. "I've had enough!" she swung her right arm at Makoto's head, dagger still in hand. Time seemed to slow down.
Makoto grinned and caught her arm. Things seemed to go in slow motion. Hakisuma's hair flew into her face, where a shocked expression was forming. Makoto twisted her arm to her back and snatched the kunai knife from her. Time resumed its normal pace as her hair settled down an Makoto took his earlier position.
Hakisuma's eyes were wide with fright. What if this desire, this feeling, this sensation in her chest was what Makoto said it was? If the full moon boosted her powers, it could also have boosted the animal instinct in her demon side...
"How are you liking it?" Makoto asked softly in her fox ear.
"I'm hating every bit of it!" Hakisuma gritted through clenched teeth.
"Oh? Are you sure? You seem to be enjoying it..." he looked down. Hakisuma followed his eyes.
She gave a muffled cry. His hand was holding her chest, and her hand rested on top of it, pushing it down. She let go and made to slap Makoto.
He merely dodged.
A wave of frustration swept through her. Maybe what he said was true. But that wasn't going to stop her from hurting him. He was going to pay.
((((Hikari))))
Hikari opened her gold-rimmed-purple eyes at the muffled banging down the hall. Hakisuma! She still hasn't come back yet...Hikari struggled to sit up. There was a familiar scent it the air...that dog brain. No, wait. DOG BRAIN! Inu Yasha was here! He must have followed their scent.
Hikari stumbled to the window and peered out. Her eyes grew wide and she ducked. A wave of energy smashed through the walls and blew everything in the room away. A thick cloud of dust formed and Hikari coughed harshly. She covered her wounds to keep them clean of foreign particles of debris. Kaede, she must know what to do...now just to rescue Hakisuma and get back to the village...which is...(sweat-drop) about twenty miles away, walking on...what else, foot.
Hikari covered her nose and mouth with one hand while the other nursed her wounds. She watched lazily as Inu Yasha's shadow emerged.
"Playing hero?" she asked dryly. Inu Yasha glanced at her.
"Feh," he muttered. His hands were tucked into his wide sleeves. Kagome, Miroku, and Sango entered. Kii was riding on top of Miroku's head, and Shippo clung onto Kagome. Kirara hopped into the hole, avoiding the pieces of wood.
Inu Yasha hauled Hikari off the ground. He spotted Hikari's hand covering her wounds and snatched it away, revealing the punctures in her skin. Hikari made to protest but Inu Yasha silenced her with a look.
"You got shot by..." he sniffed Hikari's wounds, "silver arrows?"
Hikari grimaced. She swallowed and glared at him. "So?"
"Werewolves aren't exactly immune to silver..." Inu Yasha rolled his eyes. "Come on, bush-tail, we're going to Kaede's."
Hikari knew he was right. Silver poisoning for werewolves was extremely dangerous. If hit in a vital area, werewolves could die instantly. Or, their insides would break down, causing an extremely painful death. What if her stomach melted? She wouldn't be able to eat ramen or anything else she loved anymore...oh, the horror!
"What about Hakisuma?" Kagome asked worriedly.
Kii nodded and bounced onto Hikari's shoulder.
"She can take care of herself," Inu Yasha folded his arms.
Kii growled and her fur stood on edge. Inu Yasha's eyebrows twitched and he spun around, facing the demolished wall. "Fine, but Kagome, you attend to Hikari's wounds. I'll go look for that girl..." he paused and sniffed the air. "That guy-Makoto-he's here?" Inu Yasha growled.
"Yeah," Hikari strained as Kagome applied medication and bandaged her wounds.
Inu Yasha strode to the door Hakisuma left through and felt it. Then, he stood back and drew Tetsusaiga.
"Stay back!" he ordered over his shoulder. Everyone nodded and stepped back.
Inu Yasha swung Tetsusaiga diagonally across the door. A gust of wind formed and everybody covered their faces with their arms.
As the room cleared, everyone gasped. The entire wall was unscathed.
"Kuso!" Inu Yasha muttered. He ran his hand along the door. "As I thought..."
Miroku nodded. "It's a barrier, alright." He went over to Inu Yasha and examined the wall. "The person who created this barrier is pre-occupied right now..." Miroku guessed.
"Is that why we could blow away the other half of the room?" Sango asked curiously.
Miroku nodded, his chin inbetween his thumb and pointer. A frown appeared on the young monk's face.
"Oh, I get it! Whoever created this barrier was too pre-occupied to make it big enough-which means that Makoto or someone had something on their hands." Kagome exclaimed.
Mikoru nodded slowly. "Or, Lady Hakisuma formed it to protect Hikari..." he glanced at Hikari, who shrugged.
"Hey, I was resting," she muttered.
"Well then how could we pass through the barrier into this room?" Shippo asked.
"Hmmm..." Miroku mused. "Maybe she had us in her mind..."
"Feh, whatever," Inu Yasha snorted. "The main problem is getting Hakisuma back. Where is she, anyway?" he looked at Hikari.
"Some guard took her to Makoto," Hikari yawned. Her silver poisoning was dissapaiting. She could barely feel the pain anymore. Maybe it had something to do with Kagome's modern medicine and the full moon...
"And you let him?" Inu Yasha cried out disbelievingly.
"Hey, I tried to stop her," Hikari retorted.
"Not hard enough," Inu Yasha returned.
Hikari opened her mouth to bite back by Kagome flung her arms out.
"This bickering will get us nowhere," she said sternly. "We have to think of something."
Sango agreed.
"Now what shall we do?" Shippo looked from one person to another.
"There's nothing much to do except wait and hope for her safe return..." Sango murmured to Kii. Everybody looked at eachother desperately. That seemed like the only thing to do...
"We can look around from the outside for another way in," Inu Yasha suggested.
"No. If we cause a commotion Makoto might kill Hakisuma-chan," Miroku said. "We have to play it the safe way."
"I guess all we have to do is wait..." Kagome looked from one person to another.
"Yeah," they all agreed softly.
((((Hakisuma))))
Makoto flipped out another kunai knife and held it up to Hakisuma's cheek, drawing faint white lines into her skin. Hakisuma was panting, not from the exhaustion of fighting, but for the strain of stopping her desire. Makoto enjoyed torturing Hakisuma in this way.
Hakisuma gritted her teeth and tried to calm her mind. She tried to wipe her mind blank. That only made it worse. She wanted for him to hold her and give her what she wanted. But she hated Makoto. Ever since he's changed. Was that right? Should she have given up on him so easily? DID she hate him?
Makoto buried his face into Hakisuma's warm neck. She gave a muffled cry. "Stop...please stop!" she begged. The beating of her heart pounded and pounded. She felt sweat form on her body. What Makoto was doing was wrong. And she was letting him. It felt as it he had drained all of the energy out of her. Her legs were weak, causing for him to support her slightly.
"No..." Makoto murmured. He bit her neck and drew blood. Hakisuma shuddered with disgust...or was it?
((((Hikari))))
Hikari stumbled up again. She glanced at Inu Yasha, who gave her a questioning look.
"What is it?" Inu Yasha asked.
"We could at least be a distraction," Hikari answered curtly. She banged on the wall with her gauntlet covered hands. Everybody else followed suit. Outside, the room, the guards stiffened, then ran towards their lord's room.
:End of this chappie:
So, howd'ja like it! Good? Bad? Horrible? I accept all reviews, flames, or blabbling! Always happy to get a new email...except spammers...stupid spammers. Oh well! So please REVIEW!
Nobody: YEAH! Torture and drama! And Hikari and Hakisuma-well, they made up! And Hikari won't die of silver poisoning...for now. WAHAHAHAHAHA! (on hyper mode) oh yeah, I thank you GREATLY for sticking with me this far! (bows)
Kei Lei: Yes...er, thanks for reviewing. (for once) haha, JK! (copies Irene's 'just kidding!') and you use '...'s too much. And you don't know HOW seductive Hakisuma could be...even I don't know...(X) Oh yeah, its not exactly fluff...kinda romancey torture. Torture. Hikari got me into it... ""
Hikari Ookami: (through email) Wahahahahaha-err, I dunno what you're talking about.
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