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OOOOOOOO

Sessoumaru's throat tightened and his teeth grinded together. He was furious. The worthless Hanyou would dare to kidnap his Kagome? He would pay for such treason against the western lands. No one stole from the great tai-youkai, Sessoumaru, and lived to tell their story.

Unfortunately, Naraku wasn't dumb...he didn't exactly leave a trail of crumbs behind for Sessoumaru to follow. Actually, he didn't leave much of a trail at all. The room was filled with Naraku's stench. The bed was saturated in it. His fowl odor mingled in with Kagome's, tainting the usually sensational aroma with the revolting stench of garbage. Naraku's sent had defiled his Kagome's sweet aroma, only further angering the demon lord. Unfortunately, he had no clue's to follow. However, the wrenched smell was no where but Kagome's room. It was as if the dirty hanyou had merely appeared in the room, not having advanced from a window or the door.

Sessoumaru decided he must have used some sort of invisible transportation portal. Such a strong spell and surge of power would have had to leave behind some of it's magical essence. He'd read about such portals having been used before. They required the use of a very elaborate spell. The spell castor would have to engrave a specific symbol into the ground. This symbol was a sort of homing device. Then they would have to center themselves in the symbol's form and imagine the exact place they wanted to go. The symbol would begin to draw in power from the things around it. When and if the being in the symbol was able to fully place himself in the exact environment he wanted to go, the symbol would then expel its power, threading the being through space itself. The being could then be fabricated into that specific environment he had been picturing. This spell required great concentration and effort. Should someone picture their destination wrong, the fabric of space would be torn, sending them to a different portal in the span of endless space, perhaps a different dimension.

Sessoumaru remembered hearing about this particular spell quite well. He hadn't taken the time to learn details about it, finding it useless and unnecessary. The spell was to risky. A single error in memory could dismiss one into nothingness forever. Naraku must have used his drone of bugs to survey Kagome's room. That way he wouldn't exile himself into space as he studied, through his insects' eyes, what the facility looked like.

Sessoumaru couldn't help but choke on his hidden sorrow. If he wanted to find out where his dear Kagome was, he'd have to find out more about that spell...and what Naraku's 'homing symbol' was. If he would find out these things, maybe he could use the spell to send himself back through the same thread Naraku had used, transporting him to where Kagome was being retained.

This meant he'd have to search his great library for more information on the ancient spell. It would take even longer for him to find Kagome. Sessoumaru's heart clenched and he felt like throwing up. He could honestly say he hadn't felt like this since his mother died long ago. He didn't know why the human girl was making him feel like this, or why she had such control over him. He did know that he had to get her back. He would ponder over the rest of his thoughts later. First, he had to save Kagome before, before. Sessoumaru felt a pain shoot threw his heart once again, like something was ripping away at it. He had to save Kagome before it was to late.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO

"If I want that power, Kagome, I must have your power...I must have ALL of you." Kagome felt her throat tightened and she gagged, as if choking on some fowl object. He wasn't thinking...he couldn't seriously be suggesting....kami no, anything but that.

Kagome pressed her head back into the dark silk pillow, doing all she could to further herself from the half-demon. The effort has in vain as Naraku's tongue continued to ravish her mouth. Naraku ran his tongue over her back molars and then her canines before pressing his lips hard against Kagome's. The advance had defiantly bruised her scarlet entrance, but Kagome hardly noticed, her brain focusing full attention on the fowl creature's fangs that had buried themselves into her upper lip. Kagome could feel the warmth from her crimson blood slowly dripping out, gathering on the skin just below her nose.

Naraku then shoved his long, demon tongue down her throat as far as he could reach it. Just as Kagome was sure she was going to throw up...or else die from lack of oxygen, Naraku pulled it out, leaving Kagome gasping for air.

"Ku, Ku, Ku....It is amusing how one who conceals so much power can not save herself from the likes of me, but it matters little. I shall have that power soon, and I will not feel inclined to conceal it at all." Naraku then lowered his lips to the exposed skin below Kagome's bra. He kissed her perfect body before darting out his tongue to taste her creamy, unblemished skin. Then, Naraku ran his tongue down her body, leaving a trail of warm, sticky saliva, ending his advance when his tongue met the seam of her white, lacey undergarment.

He continued his travel down her body until his mouth hovered over her dark locks. Kagome could feel warm tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. She'd tried to stay strong, tried to show she wasn't afraid...but, but...she couldn't do it. Not through this. She could feel her

worst enemy's hot breath lapping at her most private area...his nose brushing against the mound of dark curls that adorned that most private area. It was unbearable.

'Kami...someone....help,' screamed Kagome into the loneliness of her mind.

OOOOOOOOOO

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ChibiMinko