Hakisuma: Are you gonna torture me again this chapter?
Makoto: (drool)
Hikari: No really...
Author: Eh, I can do anything I want! grrr...
Hakisuma: I'll take that as a yes...(sigh)
Makoto: (purrs)
:CHAPPIE:
Makoto glanced at the door at the sound of knocking. It was his good for nothing guards...
Hakisuma was greatful for the break. She glanced from the door to the irratated look on Makoto's face. Then the thought struck her. This Makoto was not the same Makoto that visited her a few days ago. This 'Makoto' looked older and more...inviting...Hakisuma cursed herself at the thought. She shouldn't be thinking that way...after all, he was the bad guy here, right?
Makoto dropped Hakisuma to the ground and walked to the door.
"What?" he snapped as he slid the door open with force.
The guards shook. "Sir, miss Hikari is making a lot of noise for a person so small..."
Makoto rolled his eyes. "Then quiet her, you bastards! She's just a measly werewolf!"
Hakisuma searched frantically for a chance to escape. She tried getting up but her legs wouldn't support her. She was too weak...
Makoto slammed the door shut and turned around. Hakisuma was frightened.
"Th-the man earlier! He wasn't Makoto!" Hakisuma said shakily, trying to buy time. She wouldn't let THAT happen. She wasn't ready for that.
"That man? He was my puppet! I was just trying to toy with you, my dear..." Makoto drawled, tucking a strand of hair behind Hakisuma's
human ears. Hakisuma cursed herself again. What was she doing, turning back to human form? Weak!
"Neither are you!" Hakisuma whispered.
"I can assure you, I am..."
Hakisuma's eyes darted around the dark room. This is NOT Makoto. Hakisuma was almost positive that Makoto was somewhere else. But...what Makoto had just said...he sounded so certain...maybe it was really him...
Makoto's fingers slipped off of Hakisuma's ear and the traced her chest. Hakisuma looked at his hand numbly. This can't be happening.
"We were meant to be together," Makoto purred. Hakisuma's eyes blankened. Her whole body was numb...
Makoto took advantage of that. He kissed Hakisuma, the slipped his tongue inside her mouth. She let it in.
Why was this happening to her?
Makoto ran his fingers through her hair and slowly shoved her down onto the floor. She obeyed without struggle. She was his puppet , doing his will. She did whatever he wanted her to do. That's how it will be...
((((Hikari))))
Hikari's ears perked as she heard the sound of footsteps rushing towards her room. Inu Yasha sighed and gripped his Tetsusaiga.
"Ya know, these fights are getting boring..." he said lazily.
Hikari agreed. She looked at the hilt of her Divine Blade sadly. It was of no more use...all the enemies this far were weak.
The footsteps sounded closer and closer.
Here they come...
The sounds of footsteps stopped and thumping replaced it. The guards cried out as they bumped headlong into the barrier.
In the room, Inu Yasha and Hikari sighed and shook their heads. Pitiful.
The guards scrambled up and darted back towards their Lord's room.
((((Hakisuma))))
Hakisuma cried out as Makoto pushed deeper into the kiss.
Hakisuma couldn't help but think...this kiss was so much different from the kiss the real Makoto gave her eight years ago.
Yet, she did nothing.
"Good girl," Makoto murmured.
(BANG! BANG BANG!) Makoto tried ignored the banging on the doors of his quarters and enjoyed the taste of Hakisuma.
He couldn't ignore it. It was so annoying. The pounding on the doors did not recede.Those guards were idiots, seriously.
He sighed and pushed himself off of Hakisuma. Those guards were really gonna get it. He looked back at Hakisuma before opening the door.
She was still lying on the floor where he had left her, staring at the ceiling through half-open eyes. He smirked and opened the door.
The guards were panting. "Milord Makoto! Hikari has formed a barrier around the room! We cannot get in!"
Makoto growled and strode back into his room.
"Sir, what is your plan of action?"
Makoto said nothing. He picked Hakisuma up and turned towards the guards. "Do not bother me anymore," he growled.
The guards backed out hesitantly. "Y-yes sir!" The door slid shut.
Makoto gazed at Hakisuma's blank face.
"I can't do this while you're numb, can I?" he asked Hakisuma.
No reaction.
"No, I can't. I need you moaning and begging me for more...that is why I'm going to mark you..." Makoto eyed Hakisuma's neck. It was exposed and it seemed to invite him to sink his canines into it.
Makoto leaned foreward and placed his lips over Hakisuma's neck. Her flesh was so warm...
He bit it. Hakisuma only let a little gasp escape her lips. A drop of blood rolled down her neck and dropped onto the floor. That crimson stain will remind him of his mental promise.
Makoto moved his face away and glanced at the fresh wound. It was in the shape of a fox head. How suiting.
"Time to return to your friends, my dear..." Makoto smirked as he grabbed Hakisuma's kimono collar and led her towards the door. The door slid open, and Makoto backed out of it, leading Hakisuma along. She followed her obediently, except for the fact that she was still weak. Her legs barely managed to support her weight.
Hakisuma stumbled after Makoto towards the room where Hikari was held. Makoto smirked at the barrier Hakisuma had formed to protect Hikari. He easily broke it and slid the door to the room open. No surprise...Hakisuma's other friends had found them. They looked at him in surprise. Neither of them heard him approaching.
"Here's your beloved Hakisuma.." he pushed Hakisuma into the room.
She took a few staggering steps inside then collapsed foreward. Inu Yasha caught her before she reached the ground. He glared at Makoto.
He smelled a rat. Inu Yasha stared at Hakisuma in shock before glaring back at Makoto.
"You bastard!" Inu Yasha snarled in fury.
Kagome, Sango, and Miroku glanced at each other quizically. Sure, Makoto had kidnapped Hakisuma, but why was Inu Yasha so furious?
"As you wish," Makoto smirked. He mocked a bow, then backed out of the room and closed the door.
Inu Yasha held Hakisuma up by her shoulders and shook her. "Hakisuma!"
Hikari's face was pallor. Shippo was glancing nervously around the room.
Inu Yasha shook her harder. "Hakisuma! Snap out of it!" he growled. He was acting hectic.
"Nani?" Kagome asked Inu Yasha nervously.
"What's wrong?" Sango also asked.
Miroku's eyes flashed and he paled. "Kagome and Sango, Inu Yasha and Hikari's sense of smell are keener than ours. Look at how they are acting."
Indeed, both of them were acting strangely.
"That bastard's smell is all over her!" Inu Yasha barked angrily.
Hikari walked to Hakisuma and examined her. Hakisuma was awake, but she showed no emotion whatsoever. Her face was stolid.
"Calm down, Inu Yasha, he didn't take advantage of her," Hikari placed a hand on Inu Yasha's shoulder.
Inu Yasha glanced at her. "You sure?"
"I'm positive," Hikari answered. She gently released Hakisuma from Inu Yasha's tight grip and set her into the floor.
"Why is Hakisuma-chan acting like that!" Shippo asked fearfully.
"Indeed!" Miroku added in.
Kii darted to Hakisuma and jumped in her lap. She nuzzled Hakisuma, but there was no response. Kii mewed fearfully.
Inu Yasha punched the wooden flooring, creating a massive hole. "Kuso!"
Kagome gazed worriedly at Inu Yasha. He was fuming. "Inu Yasha? We should leave now, before anything else happens," she suggested nervously.
Inu Yasha glanced sadly at her and sighed. "Yeah," he murmured.
Inu Yasha stooped and picked Hakisuma up. The rest of the group got up and headed towards the hole that they had created.
Kii yowled and rushed towards the hole. She hit it with a bam, and riquocheted backwards.
"Shit, another barrier!" Inu Yasha cursed.
Hikari pounded on it. Flashes of light filled the room.
Inu Yasha set Hakisuma down and pulled out the red Tutsusaiga. He waved his hand behind him. "Stand back!"
There was no need of telling twice. They all scampered backwards.
"RAGH!" Inu Yasha yelled while swinging the Tetsusaiga. Nothing happened. "KUSO!"
He banged his head on the barrier.
Hikari stepped foreward. "Inu Yasha, do you think Hakisuma formed the barrier?" she asked.
Inu Yasha looked at Hakisuma's stolid face. Nothing.
"I don't know...why would she?" he asked.
Miroku rubbed his eyes with his hands. "Maybe her emotions are trapped within her right now, and...Inu Yasha, you heard her talking about Makoto when they were smaller, right?"
Inu Yasha nodded. "She said that he was different. He was...normal."
Miroku nodded. "Hmmm...maybe she believes that the 'real Makoto' is somewhere in his castle, and that she wants to save him."
"Hakisuma, if you could just tell us!" Sango muttered.
"Well, I guess that we won't be leaving anytime soon," Inu Yasha sighed as he sheathed Tetsusaiga.
A shrill call rang out. Everyone's drooping head snapped up. Hakisuma's head slowly rose and she gazed at the door. She got up from the floor and started walking towards it. Something stirred within Hakisuma's blank face. Hikari scrambled up after her.
"Hakisuma, what are you doing!" she called out.
Hakisuma said nothing. She walked towards the door in a trance.
"Hakisuma!" Shippo cried. "Where are you going?"
Still no answer. Hikari made to grab Hakisuma's hand but once she touched, Hakisuma whirled around and snatched her hand away. Hikari blinked in confusion.
Miroku also got up. "Me thinks that Makoto is controlling her..."
Kii ran towards the door and stopped in front of it, blocking Hakisuma out of the way.
Hikari attempted a second lunge at Hakisuma. It didn't work.
A barrier formed around Hakisuma, it's shell glowing and sparking. Hikari stepped back hesitantly.
"Hakisuma?" she whispered.
Shippo lunged himself at the barrier. With a cry, he was bounced back. Kagome hastily got up and caught him. Sango eyed the situation in confusion.
Hakisuma reached Kii.
Kii growled and her hackles rose. Hakisuma waved her hand and Kii flew off to the side. She hit the wall and yelped, transforming to her usual little form. Hakisuma opened the door and slowly walked outside. Everyone watched her, wide-eyed. She disappeared into the darkness of Makoto's hallway.
The door rattled and slid open silently. Hakisuma stepped inside. Makoto grinned.
"Feeling better, my sweet?" he purred.
Hakisuma lowered her eyes and nodded.
What was going on?
Makoto grinned. "Good."
Why was he controling her?
Makoto spread his arms out. He was sitting cross-legged on a zabuton. "Koko."
Was Makoto controlling her? Or was it someone else?
Hakisuma glided to Makoto and flashed a vixen smile at Makoto.
He took it by surprise, but let it pass.
Hakisuma lowered herself into Makoto's lap and snuggled against his chest. Her clouded eyes were half-closed, and her lips formed a small blank smile.
"That's my girl..." Makoto murmured.
Something in Makoto stirred. No! Don't! It shouted.
Makoto frowned and pushed the voice in his head aside.
Hakisuma breathed shallowly. Something in her mind stirred as well.This is not him! her mind screamed at her. Hakisuma took no notice of it. After all, she was happy the way she was...
Makoto stroked Hakisuma's hair and buried his nose in it. Hakisuma clutched into his yukata like a dependant chairudo.
Doushite?
"To temo..." Makoto murmured. "Tatta hitori no watashi koushi..."
Nani? Why were they both acting that way?
The voice inside Makoto's head became louder. Stop doing this to her!
Hakisuma jumped slightly as her head cleared. Her heart nearly stopped. What was she doing, in Makoto's lap? Why was she clinging onto him! She couldn't do anything now...he would probably hurt her. She stayed still and concentrated on thinking on a way to get out.
The real Makoto was probably trapped in this imposter! She had to get him out, for both of their sake!
Hakisuma turned her head slightly but kept her eyes hidden. A part of her wanted for this creep to stop holding her. But then, another part wanted to stay that way for a long time...
Makoto was too busy fighting off the voice inside to notice. What are you doing to her! Get out of my body! it shouted. Makoto frowned and narrowed his eyes.
Hakisuma looked at him for his sudden mood change. "Nani?" the desperate part of her asked softly.
Makoto looked at her, flustered. "Nothing...daijoubu..."
Hakisuma felt his forehead. "What's wrong, my bishounen?"
Bishounen! Was she gonna let this softer side take over?
Hakisuma could feel the internal conflict going on inbetween Makoto and something else that was clearly bothering him.
Makoto's eyes widened. "No, Hakisuma, don't! Get away!" escaped out of his mouth. The voice was softer, but urgent. It was like somebody else said it.
Hakisuma's eyes also widened. "M-makoto?" she asked shakily. It was the real him! She could feel it!
Makoto suddenly stood up straight, knocking Hakisuma off. She was partly grateful. Then worried.
Makoto held his head in his hands, his spikey jet-black hair jutted out from the gaps inbetween his fingers. Hakisuma didn't know what to do...this was scaring her. What was happening!
Makoto sank onto his knees and gasped in pain. Hakisuma inched foreward.
"Makoto-kun?" her eyes filled with worry.
Makoto's eyes were evil. They were dark and foreboding. Hakisuma shrunk back.
"No!" Makoto hissed to himself. "I won't let you!"
Hakisuma hastily looked around the room for something; anything!
Makoto growled and got up, breathing very heavily. He staggered foreward with his arms out, reaching for Hakisuma. She froze.
Her legs were numb and she could not move.
Makoto suddenly stopped and cried out. He body was rigid. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, showing the whites of his eyeballs. Hakisuma whimpered.
"Somebody...help!" she whispered.
With a yell, Makoto yell onto his knees and fell on all fours. Hakisuma watched, terrified, as Makoto began to fall to the ground. A dark and sinister shadow emerged from Makoto's body and formed into the torso of a man. It snickered and slowly floated foreward.
"My dear Hakisuma..." it hissed.
"No! Stay away! Who are you!" Hakisuma edged backwards.
"Why, I am Makoto, my koi," he smirked.
"NO!" Hakisuma's silver eyes brimmed with unshed tears. "You're not Makoto! The Makoto I knew wouldn't do this to anybody!"
The shadowed solid smirked again. "Perhaps..."
Out of the corner of her eye, Hakisuma saw Makoto's body strain to get up. She saw him reach into his yukata and grab four kunai knives, and shakingly slide them between each of his fingers.
Hakisuma averted her eyes back to the strange form of a man to avoid suspicion. Makoto inched foreward slowly. His reflection reflected off of Hakisuma's wide silver eyes. For some reason, she was too weak to transform, fight, or run. All she could do was shrink back and watch in fear.
Makoto swiped at the shadow. It turned and blocked Makoto's attack, then used his free hand to punch Makoto. Blood flew out of his mouth, then he flew backward.
"Trying to play physical, eh, Makoto?" the man sneered. "Fine." His dark body began to shimmer, then turned to color. Hakisuma gasped.
"It's you!" she raised a shaking finger at the man. "You're the one that gave me the katana!"
"Yes," he smirked. "The name is Hajime..."
Makoto got up again, swaying slightly. "I don't give a damn who you are!" Blood flowed down his forehead. It left a wide red path through his left eye to his chin. "You bastard...you used both of us!" Makoto gowled.
Hakisuma looked from one man to the other. Makoto was scowling. He had short black hair that spiked out in many various places, mostly because the blood had clumped his hair together. His fists were shaking.
Hajime's appearance was cold and darkness. He also had black hair, but it was long. His exterior showed no emotion besides contempt.
Makoto grabbed more kunai knives out of his yukata and took a stance. Hajime slid a long sword out from his hakama.
"Twin kodachi, mmm?" Makoto asked with vemon dripping in his voice.
"Kunai knives...I pity you..." Hajime returned.
Hakisuma felt herself for the dagger. She remembered that she and the phony Makoto had been fighting with it, and she had lost it. Kuso!
The fight had begun. They lunged at each other at the same time. Hakisuma was startled by the sudden sound of clanging and the crying of blades. She whirled around just in time to see Hajime slash open Makoto's chest. Makoto gritted his teeth and kept fighting.
"Playing tough for your lady?" Hajime sneered.
Makoto was not irked. He threw the kunai knives and punched with his fist without a word. Hajime only missed one kunai knife. It buried its point into his shoulder. He ignored it and blocked off Makoto's punches. They rotated around in the room. Both were panting slightly, but neither of them gave up. A chorus of sword and steel clanging rang out through the room.
"Finally!" Hajime exhaled as his back faced Hakisuma. He spun around and ran behind her with lightning speed.
Makoto halted and his eyes flashed dangerously. "Don't you dare..."
Hajime smirked. "You wouldn't believe what I would dare to do..." he yanked out the kunai knife buried in his shoulder and held it up to Hakisuma's neck. She froze and almost stopped breathing.
"Seem familiar, dear Hakisuma?" he whispered in Hakisuma's ear, but keeping his eye on Makoto. Hakisuma started hyperventilating.
Makoto was silent. His dark bangs hooded his eyes. Neither Hajime or Hakisuma could read his eyes. Makoto's fists were loosely curled.
Hakisuma blinked. Makoto had vanished.
! Wow, long chappie, eh? haha, cliffies are evil. I loved typing this chappie. What I didn't love, though, is how many reviews I recieved. I'm so depressed. Am I such a bad writer? (wah!) ;; boo hoo hoo. I won't even reply to the reviews; there are too little...wah. I hope you will review this time! Oh yeah, there will only be a couple more chapters until the end of this fiction! I plan on writing a sequel, but it won't have as much action. Sorry, Nobody! " Since the little japanese happy faces don't post, I'll just do quotation marks as sweatdrops. Okay? ummmm...I think that's it. remember to REVIEW! please?