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"I wish they didn't die," InuYasha sniffed as he stared out the window and across the land. A small breeze picked up that swirled around the inside of the room, creating an eerie chill. "Even that little brat, Shippo, is better than this. And Miroku, that perverted monk, and Sango, who always kept him in line," InuYasha slightly laughed at the memories of seeing the monk with a large, red mark across his cheek. "And Kagome…" He sighed as he slowly walked around his confinements, in hopes of shaking off the remaining pain from last night. "If only they didn't die, dammit!" he yelled and kicked a small pebble across the room.
His nose suddenly twitched with the foul smell of his foe. "It's only been a few hours!" he cried, not wanting to have to confront his sworn enemy, the murderer of his friends, and of course, the rapist. InuYasha took in sharp, nervous breaths before he collected himself and Naraku walked in.
"Did you miss me that bad?" Naraku sarcastically asked upon seeing a small tear on the hanyou's face. InuYasha hadn't realized that he had begun to cry, and quickly wiped it away with the sleeve of his haori. "I brought you something, pet." Naraku smirked and pulled out an old teddy bear and threw it on the bed.
"What would I want with that old thing!" InuYasha snapped.
"Well, you do need company while I'm away, and this happens to be to perfect companion for you," he chuckled and InuYasha only raised an eyebrow at the teddy bear, wondering what poor kid Naraku killed before obtaining the toy. "Now, where were we?" Naraku evilly smiled and stepped up close to the hanyou, who only bore his fangs at the eventual interloper of his body.
"No, no, not again, anything but this," InuYasha said in an apprehensive, melancholy whisper that he hoped for himself only to hear.
Unfortunately, the ever-listening Naraku also heard it. "You poor thing, you really don't like this," Naraku began, maliciously smiling at the hanyou, "but you will learn to like it, all in good time." he smirked and licked his lips in the manner he would if he were going to eat the hanyou alive.
InuYasha quietly whimpered and his ears sank into the position a frightened puppy's would. Naraku proceeded to grab him, but he leapt out of the way, only for a vile tentacle to snag his foot and pull him to the cold, hard, stone floor. Naraku flung the hanyou over to the bed and in an instant towered over him.
"Do not be afraid, my little pet, for you will enjoy this," Naraku said, "and if you don't, you will eventually enjoy this. No, you will eventually crave it, yearn for it, desire it with your every last being, and all in good time, too."
"No! I won't! I hate you and what you did to my friends and I hate what you do and how you took my sword and how you keep me prisoner and how you call me your little pet and- the ranting hanyou was cut off by Naraku's lips on his and once more being pinned down on the bed.
"Now, now, be a good boy and do not fuss," Naraku calmly scolded, knowing that his every action struck fear into InuYasha like lightening, and he loved the feeling of power over the unfortunate hanyou. "Now relax, my pet, and learn to enjoy this…"
Hahahaha! Suspense! I love doing this to you, my faithful readers. Don't worry, I can promise a quick update and a citrus fruit in the next chapter…evil smile