Pet Spider

Summary: Inuyasha has the ultimate leash to control his tantrums, so why not collar Naraku, who has an even greater temper? What will the consequences be in subjugating such a volatile being? Kagome will find out soon enough. (Humor/romance/angst in that order. Lemon and Character death near end of story.)

Beginning is comedy ending gets more angsty, a mismatch of ideas thrown together just for the fun of it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. There is a lemon and character death near the end of the story.

Chapter 5

(A/N: Generic love song, I listened to like 5 of them and picked and chose a few lines. Listen to whichever is your favorite.)

Naraku stood at Kagome's bedroom door, just enjoying the sight. Her eyes were closed as she sang and swayed along with the music. It sounded like a song that lovers would play, mentioning things like "kiss me under the stars" and "hold me in your loving arms." Things were undoubtedly done differently here than in the past; if he were to use the tactics she grew up with, there was a higher chance of success for his schemes. He could hear the passion and sincerity in her voice, the words she was singing were how she felt. If her reactions earlier that day were any indication, it was himself she was thinking about. With an idea in mind, he quietly slipped behind her and right as she sang aloud, "Just take my hand," he did just that, spinning her around swiftly until he held her against his chest (A/N: Ball room dance style). He kept the steps going she had started and stared straight into her widened, surprised eyes. He had seen this on the "TV" when they returned to her home and hoped he was using it in the correct context, with his own flair added in, of course.

"You stopped singing," he pointed out to her. She was in too much shock to get any thoughts to form, and nearly fainted at the next thing he did. Since the song was already halfway over, and the chorus repeats several times in a typical song, Naraku actually started singing it to her, quietly, just above a whisper, in his deep, heartthrob octave. He moved around her small bedroom with grace, spinning her when there was room, and somehow keeping her clumsy self from tripping over her own feet. Kagome's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to escape her chest and her face was reddened with a fierce blush that refused to ebb. His movements were magical; she audibly gasped as he dipped her at the end of the song, pausing in that position as her breath heaved. They were so close, warm breath on skin; she never knew he could look so charming.

(A/N: I was listening to Killing Me Softly by the Fugees while writing this, and I think it fits. Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with, nor do I own, Killing Me Softly.)

Another song came on, one more suited to the whimsical style of floating on air that this dark demon had mastered. His eyes hypnotized her and he lifted her up and continued making her feel as if she were flying. Amazed at the heady effect something as simple as dancing had on her, he began moving in larger arcs, and thus needed more room. All of her surroundings were too much of a blur for her to realize he had moved them out into the balcony-style hallway, in full view of the room below. It was a wide hallway, plenty of room to intoxicate her mind. Slowly letting his disguise drop, he reassumed his normal appearance, one trait at a time. The length of his wild hair swirled around him, the blue demon markings materialized over his eyelids, his fangs glinted out of his charismatic smile, brown eyes turned blood red, and his clothing returned to the feudal lord garb; everything but the spikes and tails.

From down in the living room, Kagome's mother had noticed the two, dancing so romantically. Her heart leapt with joy at seeing just how happy Kagome was. Inuyasha seemed to only make her angry and sad, but this demon had her smiling brighter than she'd ever seen before. Kagome didn't even seem to notice she was being watched; too enthralled with the enchanting male that held her. Seeing her staring, Gramps and Souta also took notice. Souta making gagging sounds and Gramps whipping out a handful of sutras at the demon that dared touch his granddaughter. Ms. Higurashi just wrapped an arm around both of them, covering their mouths, with seemingly inhuman strength, and continued to watch as Naraku invigorated her daughter.

As the song slowed, Naraku pulled Kagome against him with the hand around her waist and with the other, held her chin. His eyes kept her hostage to his will as he closed the gap and captured her lips in a surprisingly soft kiss. Kagome melted instantly, returning the gentle affection. She had never in all her mind wandering pictured this scenario, and yet here she was, amidst the most perfect seduction.

'If this is what it takes to get free, than so be it,' Naraku mused. 'Its not all that unpleasant either, I could really enjoy this. If she is going to keep me captive, than she damn well better entertain me.'

Kagome was snapped out of her fantasy kiss when Souta and Gramps finally freed themselves, one running away in disgust, the other charging in out of anger as Ms. Higurashi just looked up at her embarrassed daughter with a starry-eyed expression. She still remembered her first kiss as well.

They hadn't spoken much since that kiss, Kagome too embarrassed to even look him in the eyes, which made it even more awkward for her when he made a point about following her anywhere she went. Only time she did not permit such hounding was when she slipped into the bathroom and quickly shut and locked the door. So then, how did he end up inside, leaning against the door as she held a towel wrapped around her naked body? She had no idea, the extent of his abilities still predominately kept secret. "Out," was all she said, firmly, in a warning tone. He chuckled but then obliged, vanishing right before her eyes. And that wasn't the only nervous moment of this night, after climbing into her fluffy pick covers to sleep, she heard the bed creak and felt a large, warm body press up against her back, an arm draped over her hip. "W-what are you d-doing?" she asked stiffly, voice cracking.

"I desire to rest with that which belongs to me," Naraku whispered into her ear, giving the shell a lick.

She shivered but then her pride flared, "Hey, I don't belong to anyone."

"Is that so?" he responded and she felt his chest leave her back, thinking he was backing off and suddenly feeling rather disappointed for telling him off, until she found herself pinned on her back, both hands trapped above her head with one of his, and the second free to trace her jaw-line and pink lips with his sharp claws. She noticed his chest was bare, leaving only his hakama on. Last time she had seen his bared flesh was when he was falling apart, but now, he looked flawless, perfect. Her breath hitched at the intimate proximity; the memories of the exquisite kiss they shared earlier flooding back in droves. "I beg to differ." His lips were just barely above hers and she couldn't help but arch up in an attempt to reach them, but he pulled back. "See, you can't resist, you desire me." She whimpered as he continued to deny her. "Now, say it; tell me who you belong to."

"I b-belong to you, Naraku," she pleaded, not caring about holding up pretenses any longer.

'Good,' he thought, drowning her in a passionate kiss before returning them to their previous position to sleep.

Kagome had never slept as peacefully as she had in his embrace but Naraku didn't fully sleep at all, only rested. He only truly slept during his nights of weakness, and doing so resulted in his body returning to its original form: body pieces of countless demons. He had been putting it off, but it was becoming more insistent. He'd needed to find a way to get away from her long enough to restore his energy. Now heading back for the well, with Kagome clinging to his arm in a sappy manner, he broached the subject, "I need to return to my castle for a few days. Will you deactivate the rosary?"

"Oh, what for?" she asked curiously. He didn't want to say. Kagome detected his hesitance and tried guessing what he needed. "Do you need to feed again? No, that can't be it, any forest would do for that. How often do you need to feed anyways?"

"Without the jewel, every 5-10 days," he answered straightly.

Kagome counted off on her fingers, "So, within the next few days." Thinking it all over, trying to organize what she knew about demons, specifically half-demons, Kagome kept returning to one possibility, but didn't want to say it out loud. If it was as she thought, his night of weakness, he probably didn't want to speak of it or let her know. "How about we all go to your castle?"

He swiftly turned his harsh stare onto her at the suggestion. He wanted to be alone, not have all of his "enemies" in such proximity. "Unacceptable," he stated firmly.

Going with her hunch, Kagome shrugged, "Then I guess your request is denied unless you tell me a good enough reason to change my mind."

He nearly growled out loud at her audacity. At this point, his options were to either allow them at his castle and lock himself away, or postpone it and suffer. "We will arrive at my castle within two days of our return." Kagome practically jumped, excited to see where he lived.