Hey guys! I am late again with this fic translation and I'm very sorry! I had to move from my city to another and my life is a mess since. So many things to do, to arrange... but know I'm finally settled and found some time to write here.
WARNING: This chapter has 18+ scenes.
Oh, and yes, the chapter's name is based on What the Water Gave me from Florence and the Machine!(insert many, many hearts and flowers here).
Thanks to all people who are reading and reviewing this fic. I would like to post it in other sites, could you suggest ones for me? Thank you all again and enjoy the reading, sorry if there is any grammar mistakes or anything, I should have revised, but was very anxious to post it soon!
Chapter 14 – What the water gave me
Annabelle's nails craved on her tormentor's shoulders, her legs frantically shaken, her feet tried to kick him, yet nothing made him stop. Naraku settled her between his legs while he persisted to devour her with his voracious tongue. Anna's grunts were repressed by that violent caress, despair made her fingers curl the hanyo's dark locks and push them furiously, that was her way to protest against his acts. Finally she was able to depart their wet mouths still bound to each other though, only by a tenuous saliva thread.
Without second thoughts, the foreigner lass jumped out the spider's lap and ran. As she was holding her dress' skirt, she stumbled upon the corpses along the dark wooden corridors and almost fell, for her legs were tremulous and week, her every part was about to fall apart.
It was all a lie!
Tears kept oppressed on the edge of her widened eyes, as soon as she entered her room, he was right behind.
Naraku turned her to face him and Annabelle gave her back to him again, only to hear the hanyo deep laugh as his arms grabbed her again, his hard chest compressed against her back. One hand slipped its fingers inside Belle's neckline and pressed her breast already tight by a corset, while a deep sigh upon her ear made some ginger strands of hair swing and her whole body shiver.
"Stay away, do not touch me!" She tried to sound severe, but her voice faltered, her hand weekly slapped his arm, Naraku's hand remained where it was, and soon his fingers was playing with her nipple. His other hand raised her skirt layers and embed between her legs, upon her soaked warm gap.
Turquoise eyes narrowed, Annabelle squeezed his arms and tried to push him away, but just as before, she was not strong enough. It was like Naraku was made of stout stone. So, her stiffened thighs closed together, yet his fingers kept rubbing her soft wishful spot, still covered by a silky underwear. Yet, she could intensely feel his forefinger circling and pressing her clit while his middle one ran over her entrance.
"No..." Anna moaned, wailing and panting. His hot mouth rubbed her neck and bit it. "I do not want it!" She whimpered uselessly as her feet were writhing over the floor, compressing fingers inside the boots.
"It is not what your body tells me" Skillful, Naraku put his hand under her underwear and felt, at last, her hot vibrant skin "Your body claims for my touch since the first time I have been close" then he dragged his nose through her cheek and softly bit it. Another chill for her to feel.
His dark, hoarse voice sounded pleasurable while his agile fingers were massaging her pleading entrance. His other hand was impetuously cornering her rosy nipple and pulling it, forcing her corset to open a little.
Sealed to that villain's embrace, Annabelle felt his manhood rubbing her hip, even if he was fully dressed, his pulsating corpulence was something that could not go unnoticed. When Belle moved her hips, trying to move away, Naraku held her even more closer, firmly, and persisted to nudge her backside with his mast.
"You want me..." he whispered many times in her ear, as he needed to speak that to convince her, "Oh, you do want me" as he needed to speak that to convince himself that it was she who desired him, not the opposite. So, his middle finger entered that sloppy gap of hers and circled it from within. His forefinger, on its turn, moved willing and fast, up and down upon her sensitive bottom. "Oh, yes, this..." the spider said as he laugh briefly and seductive, then he growled at her ear, licked her face and bit it one more time, savoring her taste and scent, driving her crazy. He could feel her body trembling hard between his arms, her shaking hips rubbing his front without any control, so wild were her spasms when she had finally cum.
Her body betrayed her.
As last, Naraku released her from his embrace and she fell, sat on the floor, still possessed by shivers and tremors.
The halfbreed demon laughed while he smell his fingers – soaked with her nectar – and afterhe sucked them pleasantly, tasting her sweetness again, just like the man she thought it was Hitomi did when they were alone in a hovel. Watching his acts while he was gazing at her without a glance, broke her inside and those tears Annabelle fought so hard to repress instantly fell, although her long red-haired was already covering her pale face, her shame made her feel in need to hide, so her hands hidden her crying eyes. Belle's shoulders trembled unceasingly though, and her crying sobs were denouncing her condition.
She felt deceived, she felt filthy. That creature knew exactly how to touch her. Anger consumed her core.
"I hate you!" Annabelle raged, punching the floor "I fucking hate you!" her sharp, loud voice echoed through windows and walls.
"Then you should have killed me when you had the chance" Naraku said deeply and gloomy, with a glimmering smirk on his lips. Finally, he left her alone with her ghosts, yet she could hear him laughing while he walked away in calm steps.
First was rage, now she was feeling frustrated as hell. Her body fells on the floor, lying down with arms embracing legs, still trembling and feeling that hideous sensation of warm in her entrance. She howled like an animal shot down by a hunter. The memories of every instant she passed by Kagewaki's side trading caresses, came down like a hurricane in her mind and she wanted to punish herself for not being able to realize who was who.
That evening, in that hovel, when they were together, Hitomi finally pronounced her name correctly. Hitomi took her with such desire, and how she loved him for doing so.
There wasn't her first love's actions what captivated her most, it was Naraku's ones. It was his hands touching her shapes, caressing her skin, blurring her senses. Those murderer hands, masters of many tragedies, were the source of her desires once and now. He was right, her body was begging for that, lust entrenched her skin making her reason almost numb. If Annabelle had not a conscience, she would run to her captor's room and supplicate for his kisses, his caresses, for a coupling.
She felt disgusted with herself.
I would rather die than let him defile me this way.
Taken by revulsion and willing to free herself from that situation, Annabelle's light surrounded her and her body started to levitate till she was erect again. At last, the foreigner less rip out that dirty dress, marked with a spider touch, and searched for another one.
Naraku noticed that the barrier surrounding the castle was hit by an unknown force, so he sent one of his puppets out to verify what was happening. In the desert front yard he could see a black haze covering the purple protective dome, greenish rays fissured it. Behind the dense dark mist, from afar, the golden haired lady appeared elegantly, her red long dress flicking and so her vast curls.
"Did you think you could hide from me forever, Annabelle? You broke the seal that was keeping me away. Have you forgotten it? Now I can sense your presence, no matter in what corner of the world you are hiding." The blond woman spoke, a bright grin curving her red lips.
"Forgive me for disappointing you, but it is not Annabelle who receives you." The White Baboon responded, siting on the entrance wooden steps of that enormous building. "So, you are her sister, are you not?"
"And you are the one she wanted to exterminate, but did not have the courage." She stopped in front of him, the ring in her little finger was shining greeny. "I know she is here, let me pass. She and I made a deal and you have no right to interfere."
"What deal?" Still in the same place, he asked calmly.
"The sacred dagger for her life. I do not care if Annabelle was not able to complete her mission, a promise is a promise." Ailyn gave one more step ahead, preparing herself to pass by the baboon side.
Finally, Naraku's puppet lift up, then uncountable brown tentacles popped up from his back and formed a wall between Ailyn and the castle.
"Why do you wish to take your sister's life?" Curiosity reverberated in his tone.
"This is not your business." She started to loose her temper "Open the path to me." and Ailyn said arrogantly.
"It happens that it is not interesting to me letting you get Annabelle's life, unless you give me a good reason" He mocked her.
"She wants my heart." Suddenly, Anna's voice echoed from the distance. She showed herself in her delicate blue dress, the skirt and her long ginger hair floating. She was not by the entrance, as Naraku figured out when he looked behind. So, he lift his eyes to the dark skies and saw her descending from the roof, involved by pure white light, her whole being levitating as a heaven creature. As she slowly reached the ground, her speech continued: "She wants to eat my heart, so she can absorb my gift, because Ailyn believes that she is more worthy than me." His tentacles was in front of her, preventing the sisters encounter. "Let me pass, Naraku".
"Humpft! I should have been chosen to receive such power, yet you were lucky to born some hours before me... How ironic!" Ailyn hissed from the other side of the tentacles "Why you, among all people, the most weak of spirit, had to born with this wonder while I have nothing?!" Then she touched those many appendices and Annabelle did the same where she was.
"And what is all this power?" Naraku asked, even more curious, his ruby eyes a little wide and bright.
"Do you really want to know?" Ailyn provoked him "Take those disgusting things out of my way".
"Come take what should be yours, Ailyn Rose." Annabelle's eyes were oscillating from clear blue to white time after time.
"I do not think so" Naraku smirked, soon his tentacles exploded and a purple venomous mist spread around.
Annabelle's aura protected her as always, but Ailyn was taken by surprise, she inhaled the dark smoke and lost consciousness, falling upon the infertile earth.
The red-haired lass could see her sister languishing and decided to act. She soared above that miasma fog and took her twin in her arms.
"Where do you think you are going?" The White Baboon asked as he sent her the biggest tentacle, ready to seize her. However, at the time it's sharpen tip touched the ebony radiance surrounding Anna's body, the long member was swallowed by clarity and disintegrated. When the light reached Naraku's puppet, it finally turned into dust also.
It cannot be! The real Naraku, hidden inside the castle, was mortified. Annabelle forgot her moon pendant inside her room. It was not a coincidence her energy being more powerful and pure than usual, the crystal was not there to inhibit her powers.
"Go find her!" He sent many saimyousho after the foreigner girl that flew away with her only family.
"I am so sorry, Ailyn..." Belle leaned her unconscious sister against a tree trunk and caressed her messy bangs. "If I hand over this gift to you, Naraku will hunt you down and this nightmare will never end" She sadly concluded "You will be alright..." and, at last, Annabelle covered Ailyn with her light, purifying her lungs from the arachnid hanyo's poison. As soon as the cure was concluded, Annabelle left her twin by the tree and walked away through the forest.
She sighed, wandering around, until she found a river flowing across the woods, which final destiny she could not guess. So the Scottish woman bent down and dipped her fingers into the water.
It is cold... Annabelle closed her eyes, opened her mouth and vapor escaped through her lips. The cool breeze was proving that summer had already said farewell. The warm bright season was gone and so she beloved one was. Light was gone.
Her regrets was taking over her thoughts, she could not avoid the memories, all those sweet moments when Hitomi walked with her through the garden, all the plans they made together, every single minute they spent came to haunt her, to make her feel the pain of not being able to say a proper goodbye. She thought about all the things they would never be able to accomplish, about all the places she mentioned and he could never travel abroad, all the years that have been stolen from him. Hitomi had such a life ahead, he could have been a great lord for those lands and helped so many people, he had such a benevolent heart...
She wanted so much to remember his eyes, his serene features and tender smiles, yet all her thoughts were soon captivated by the red sketch of cruelty, those hateful eyes marked by the colour of blood. She was tied to Naraku and it was irreversible, and deep in her heart Annabelle knew that with time he would reach his goal, he would take her light away and stain her soul with his darkness.
Tore into pieces, Anna stared a large rock on her side, then she looked to a tree with many hanging vines, bouncing with the wind.
She took some of those vines, braided then like a rope, then tied her waist with them. Soon she tied it to the rock she found and, with some effort, took of the ground. Carrying the stone in her hands, Annabelle walked to the riverside again, resigned with her own fate. Certainty grew inside her in every step she took.
This gift must be sealed with me. She assumed in relief. She would leave in peace, knowing that one day she had knew a sparkle of happiness. She would be going to a land where no one would chase her for her origins, nor for her talents. She would be leaving to a sanctuary where her soul would be healed from all sorrow, a place where she could think of believing in love and in herself again, away from all the darkness, away from all pain, away from the torture of still existing in that world.
"Mother, receive me in your arms. Allow the water to take me, as it took thee away"
This curse dies with me.
Annabelle opened her arms and dropped the stone into the cold flowing waters.
But oh, my love, don't forget me
When I let the water take me
Her body was pushed with it, diving into the depths of that stream.
Lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow
Pockets full of stones
The only witness of her madness was an insect flying nearby.
Would you have it any other way?
The only witness? No...
You could have had it any other way
To be continued...
So... I know Naraku and Annabelle's moment was very dark and abusive, I found it hard to write, but I'm trying make Naraku as near of the original as possible, at least at this moment. If there is to be a change, it has to be convincing, right? Please, don't be mad at me for Naraku's actions, it's Naraku after all.
See you next chapter, I hope you did enjoy this one.