Blood Bath

Kagome

Typical...purely expected, I could almost see Inuyasha now, and I honestly couldn't tell the difference between the two of them anymore. That..Naraku and Inuyasha.

The fur along my swishing tails bristled as I watched this horror show. Naraku held Kikyo up by his arms and repeatedly brought her down forcefully on top of his shaft, her monotone moans piercing the air. I wrinkled sky nose at the stench of their filth.

My fists clenched, I had a great deal of trouble trying to keep my claws in their place. A part of me wanted to writhe around in the ground drowning in my own agony, but all I wanted now was to destroy...obliterate everything.

Naraku knew I was there, he also knew that I knew that because of my stupid demon blood I would start developing feelings for him.

The moving of their bodies, the disheveled style of Kiyo's hair, and the one bead of sweat that dripped down Kikyo's back it all made me see red. I gave myself to Naraku, I willingly gave him a long piece of my life, I even betrayed my friends for this? For just another pathetic copy of Inuyasha? I should've known.

The decision was made, whatever I said now...would either get me killed or worse, back in the arms of Naraku.

I walked camly and regally towards the open clearing, the moon beaming on their bodies as well as mine. "So...I worry something has happened to you while your away, and your indulging in-IN THIS DEAD THING?!"

I hadn't meant for my poker face to crack so badly like that, but come on we've all gotta look at what's happening right now.

Who's trades something living, breathing and none the less beautiful, but down grades for a living corpse?

For a moment, he looked almost annoyed with my presense...bored even.

"You disobey my direct order, leave our quarters unattended, and let your demonic presense leak outside. Why are you surprised? I have no use for toys that don't listen, they are eventually broken one way or another" he said.

The left side of my mouth twitched unpleasantly as he straightened his midnight yukata and roughly threw Kikyo off his lap. He muttered something in her ear and she nodded, staying in her place on the ground; her priestess attire drooping loosely in many chosen areas.

Naraku approached me, glowering his eyes as he walked. Our eyes met and I figured he noticed the hurt behind the walls of smoldering fire in mine. He kept walking and eventually he was so close the heat off his skin wafted in my face, and one step forward would bring me face to face in his chest

He grabbed me softly by the chin, I refused at first, yanking my chin out of his hand but he only yanked it back into his possession. Tilting my face up into his eyes, I couldn't help but stare at his full lips. Damn my weak resolve.

He leaned in as if to kiss me, but stopped just barely brushing the tip of my lips.

"If your as mad as you show, would you have stopped me from kissing you just now?" he asked.

His hot breath coated my face, making my eyes flutter in ecstasy.

"I hate you Naraku" I almost moaned.

He grabbed the ends of my already long hair and pulled back, leaving my neck exposed to him. Kissing softly at first, then just a lick of his tongue, he knew all the right spots.

"Yess..and it's because you hate me is what makes you stay, my love" he chuckled.

I wanted to scream at him in fury, rip his body to shreds, tear his lying tongue from the lying mouth in which it resided yet, I wanted him to ravish me to the point of bliss.

"Beg for it" he whispered.

He glided his hands lightly and slowly across my body, driving me insane and with that smirk he knew I was back to being his...back under the pressure of his thumb. What will I do when and if he crushed me with that thumb?

"No" I rebelled.

He chuckled again, as if I could resist him for over a long period of time. I put up a small challenge, and he had all the time in the world to reign me into his control completely...and devour me in the process.

He easily lifted my body so that my legs were wrapped around his torso.

"Like this...under the moon as witness, every part of you will be mine in full" he said crushing his lips onto mine.

Again and again. He took me in every way possible that night, after every round, he took a break and so did I (After all of the youkai blood he pumped into me, the energy I had was just over the line superior of a ningen's). I scowled deeply, how dare he play me for a fool?!

But who was I kidding? I basically just played myself and threw my own body to the wolves in this case.

In a couple of hours, Naraku will be back awake asking-no taking me for the...my god I've lost count. You would think I would remember all the times he's screwed me based on how many times I would get too aroused and whack him in the face with one of my tails ,but no I've lost count of that too.

My canines grounded against eachother painfully, damn, I must be growing in another set.

Naraku's eyes flew open and he rolled himself on top of me. His now sweaty, heated, sticky body was on top of mine working against me...of course I went along with it out of sheer loyalty. The loyalty he put in my blood.

He roughly grabbed me by my throat and shoved my face away from his. "Obey me...when I say to relax" he growled.

What the hell? what was he the alpha male now? A deep growl rumbled deep in my throat as I forcefully flipped him on the other side of the bed.

"You may control me in every other way...but when it comes to this bed, submit peacefully"

He gave me a look as if I had slapped him then spit in his face, but that look only turned into a lust filled smirk.

"If that is how you would like it then you may attempt...but be warned, if you don't please me well enough on your own then I will take you in a way that is painful to you"

I gulped. He was dead serious, this was a cruel punishment for so easily flipping him like that. Shit.

Hakudoshi

This was madness, hypocrisy, ludacris and so many other words I could describe this situation. According to Kanna, Naraku has utterly gone insane and has a certain...bond with the weapon.

I clenched my teeth as I heard the soft but prominent bangs from the wall next to me. If I couldn't destroy that bitch myself then I'll just get another stupid person to pull the strings for me.

A certain person came into my mind as I thought of just the right one who would be a possible weakness to the weapon. I walked out of my chambers and started making my way to the entrance of the caves.

I sensed a presense and stopped in my tracks. "Your dead body has a foul scent to it miko, what do you want?" I demanded.

She seemed to morph from the shadows and into the moonlight. "Where are you going?" she asked.

I snorted. "Who are you to ask of my where abouts?" I scoffed at her and proceeded to move around her. She blocked my way and a warning glare beamed from my eyes into her lifeless abyssal eyes.

"It was a simple question that was asked out of pure curiosity" she stated flatly.

I looked down my nose at the dead walking ningen miko. She was really no better than that rusty weapon that Naraku had made.

"Your no better at lying than you are at being useful...your only just now following Naraku's orders because he finally ,in all these months, shown you some type of attention...and in return for that you would obey his every whim correct?"

Proud that I figured Naraku out so quickly gave me a boost of pride, but it was never really any good with Kikyo around...her emotionless eyes swirled with a darkness I could not understand.

"Well if its purely out of curiosity like you say, then I don't see any reason to tell you anything" I muttered.

Proceeding to walk around her once again, she stepped in my way. Growling menacingly, I summoned my halberd and held it towards her throat.

"I could kill you right now, and I doubt Naraku would care. Now step aside" I snapped.

She stared back into my eyes. Her emotions- what am I saying, she has no emotions as well as no feeling of pain.

"You should not direct your anger at me. This is what Naraku wishes of me, you should obey him in order not to get into Naraku's bad graces" she droned.

This sparked a new flame of anger in me, but it dissipated as soon as it came.

"This is one of another ways that separates you from me. You care about Naraku for some unknown reason, and you envy the weapon in power and the attention she receives from that monster. I ,on the other hand, could care less about any of you..in any case I wish death upon each and every one of you"

Getting tired of her standing in my way, I shoved the miko into the far side of the mountain. Her body penetrated through the top layer of rock with a loud crash, following with an avalanche of rocks and bolders.

Shaking my head, I thought of the crumbled and tangled limbs of that dead miko with the same blank, black abyssal eyes, that are much like a doll's.

Inuyasha

Blood splashed into my eyes. It burned...it burned so much. Frantically rubbing and almost clawing at my burning eyes another wet liquid came running out of them.

Killing countless of youkai was only a distraction...a side track from saving Kagome because deep down I had already knew.

I had completely given up on her.

Her scent, everything about her seemed to have disappeared off the face of the earth. Using my senses, I clawed at the centipede youkai in front of me and it tore to pieces in my hands.

The aftermath of the rather short battle left the rest of the forest quiet and unearthly depressing, the other lurking demons cleared the region where the dying carcass youkai laid.

Through the now pouring rain, I heard footsteps but I didn't turn around. My silver hair stuck to the top of my closed eyes, faced upwards towards the sky.

"What is it you want?, Sesshomaru?"

I didn't expect an answer from him, but he gave one anyway.

"I want nothing from you, I'm simply passing through" he muttered.

From beneath my wet locks of hair, I peered into the seemingly shining eyes of Sesshomaru. I don't know what ,but something seemed off about him.

"You'd usually steer clear of my scent, that way we avoid an encounter, obviously you must want something Sesshomaru"

The rain poured from the sky even harder. Will it ever let up?

His fists clenched at his side and his fangs lengthened a little, he must be irritated about something.

"Analyze it however you will, but your half right about one thing. I do have a...favor to ask of you"

If I wasn't so depressed I would've snorted and laughed in his face, but seriously Sesshomaru-the-great wants to ask his inferior-hanyou-little-brother a favor? Hell must have frozen over and is currently in a blizzard.

I sighed. "...well..lets hear this favor of yours"

His shoulders almost heaved as he slumped near a huge oak tree; his armor clanked against the old wood.

"If Jocken fails at protecting Rin...you must save her" he muttered with closed eyes.

This baffled me. He's never had a problem with protecting that girl before so what the hell was he asking me for? and from what I can vaguely remember Sesshomaru had always hated ningen and was never known for protecting anything.

"You've haven't had a problem with her before, why would you need me?" I muttered.

He growled lowly and his claws lengthened. I didn't even get into a defensive stance.

"Would you prefer it if I begged?!" he yelled.

I inwardly rolled my eyes. Really what was the point of asking me to do anything in this emotional state?

"You ask me to save her as if you can't do it yourself, what are you going to die or something?"

I expected him to rebuff me, saying that it was nearly impossible to kill someone like him, but his silence for some reason made my blood run cold.

"Wait a minute! What is going to happen to you that you think you may die?!" I snapped at him.

I didn't want to sound worried about him, but it probably came out that way. The only thing he might have caught out of that was the anxiety lining my words.

He looked up at me with weary eyes, stress outlined his facial features making him look older than he really was.

"Are you so blind that you don't smell the demonic aura coating this area in its toxins?" he snapped.

My head pointed towards the sky, this time inhaling the nearby scents that tried to coat the area. After getting nothing I guess the rain must have washed the smell away.

"I don't know what your talking about Sesshomaru" I muttered.

His eyebrows furrowed in frustration as he tried to get me to grasp this concept, then his face relaxed..heh he must have given up on me.

"Its obvious you won't recognize the scent of ancient evil when you smell it, it's faint but its there" he murmured.

Maybe this was worth looking into...maybe this was only a roadblock to my road of self destruction.

"Ancient evil?" I asked.

He nodded, looking into the distance as if looking back into the past. "Yes..there was a story our father told me as a child, before you were born...before I was born, even before our father met the two women that would later give birth to us...the day he literally thought he would die a terrible death.

My eyes widened as I found myself sitting down in the soft grass near Sesshomaru, I barely got to know our father...so no matter what Sesshomaru thought, this story was important to me.

I waited impatiently for him to continue, but the hurt in his eyes stopped me from ushering him forward in the story. Remembering dad like this...must be hard for him too.

Miroku

I stopped tending the field immediately as soon as the feeling hit me..I wonder if Sango felt it at the same time I did because she came running outside from our small hut.

"Do you feel that Miroku?" she asked urgently.

I nodded my head and looked towards the sky, it was clear and sunny today but Sango and I both knew it was all a facade.

"Something very powerful is near here..." I murmured.

Our daughter, Himiko, peeked her little head out of the hut. "What's going on mommy?"

Sango looked at me fearfully before turning around to smile and respond to her, saying everything was fine and that we had to move soon.

I looked down at my hands to see they were shaking, the future seemed like a terrifying thing to envision with a youkai behind every corner and your child in your arms.

**2 weeks later**

Kagome

A low grumbling sound came from within the bowls of my stomach. I could no longer keep any type of human food down anymore, and my skin tone was starting to turn sickly and pale...like that wretched Kikyo's.

I lounged in Naraku's bed almost all day while he was out doing errands, no I didn't trust his words and knew they were lies ,but however much he'd hate to admit it he belonged to me as much as I did to him.

Of course he didn't get back until early dawn the following morning, and by that time my body was starting to heave up my own blood. The fur on my tails lost it's luster and turned brittle...shedding all over the floor.

I no longer had the strength to get out of Naraku's bed.

He walked into the room startled ,but it didn't show in his demeanor instead in his eyes.

"What is the meaning of this?" he looked down at me.

The tone of his voice sounded demanding and urgent. "I feel horrible...I'm so hungry" I moaned out in pain as another sharp jab of agony wrenched through my abdomen.

He gave me a small but noticeable smile. "There's food all throughout this place..human food at that"

I nodded slowly, even that was requiring a lot of energy from me. "Yes...I can't keep it down"

His brows furrowed in thought, and soon something came. "Kagura!" he called.

A gust of wind blew everything around in the room (making the whole thing incrediously messy) and from the wind, Kagura appeared.

Naraku gave her a death glare and something inside of her shrunk back away from him. He sighed and continued to order her about.

"As you can see," he pointed to me in bed, "Kagome is sick...I need you to get...ningen or youkai...still beating...fresh..."

Everything faded to black as my body started to slowly drift into rest.

I woke up...the moon shining into the room as my eyes adjusted to the darkness immediately, but was still hazy from my sickness.

"Na...Naraku-sama?" I called weakly.

I felt a gentle nudge at the nape of my neck and warm air flutter across my ear. "Yes?" Naraku answered.

He laid next to me, shirtless but wearing half of his yukata, holding something wet, warm, and moving in his hands. My weakness disabled me from figuring it out though, but whatever it was smelt intoxicating.

"Kagome" he said seriously, "my pet" he murmured lustfully. "In order to survive you must eat this...and eat it whole" he said ushering whatever was towards my lips.

"b-but what is it?" I asked. Trying to decider what the object was put a major strain on my head...a headache was coming on I'm sure.

"Don't strain yourself my pet, just eat and be full" he said forcing a bit of it into my mouth.

Whatever it was...was definitely still alive and really wet.

I bit into it, my fangs piercing the thin layer of the still thumping object and its juices bursting from inside the...fairly small object. It tasted...delicious it filled my stomach to the tip and soon I was slowly licking Naraku's fingers.

He groaned in slight pleasure. "You enjoyed it my pet?"

I continued licking his fingers, knowing it pleasured him and because the juices from the object were still dripping from his hand. My fangs and tails were esatic with excitement and pure exstacy.

"Yes...it was wonderful...I'm full now but I must have more...I would do anything for more" I slurred.

He chuckled. "It seems you've gotten drunk off of it, in time my pet...you will have more"

I moaned outloud just thinking of it, Naraku chuckled again and began to swiftly climb on top me.

Inuyasha

In my time of staying clear of Miroku and Sango while going back through Sesshomaru's story in my head multiple times, I decided to check in on them...just this once.

Their scents were so familiar to me that I knew where they were at all times, I also know from how long ago they've been in a certain area and when they've left also including who or what was with them at that time.

It seems they've migrated from their little hut they called a home about three months ago, if I could recall correctly though they said this was going to be their permanent home. Why did they leave?

The obvious answer popped into my head ,but I shoved it away. There were no other youkai scents in the whole area so what was the problem?

I traveled a couple hours, following their scents until it led me to a small village in the eastern mountains. It was quiet here and I could already tell the population of ningens was very small, about three big families here at best.

My feet led me to the entrance of a medium sized hut that seemed almost deserted ,but was the source of Miroku's and Sango's scents.

"Sango? Miroku?" I called.

Faintly, something stirred within the home but there was no response. I sighed, this began to grow tiresome, so with conviction I just walked in.

The first thing I saw was eating utensils all over the place, tattered clothes strewn about the floor, food stains covering the walls and floor and what else coated the air? Blood?

This startled me greatly and I went throughout the whole home looking for them.

I found both of them on the floor...their backs against the wall and them both staring aimlessly into space. What the hell happened to them?

By now, I already knew I was a godfather to their daughter, but where was she? Her scent wasn't anywhere around here...did something happen? Kami I hope not.

"What the hell guys?" I asked sitting in front of them.

They didn't even look at me, they just stared into space as if they were looking right through me.

"Say something!" I yelled.

Sango jumped and that seemed to throw her out of her...dead-like trance.

"Ah, it's you Inuyasha...I've missed you my friend" she muttered.

A sad smile crossed my face, she seemed almost hollow, her cheeks sunk in a little and her complextion was extremely off and pale. If you hadn't looked twice you'd think she's a living ghost. When was the last time she had eaten?

"Yeah, sorry its been so long since I've come to visit" I looked around to see Himiko scampering around somewhere. "where's my favorite girl?" I asked aloud.

Usually whenever I said this, her little head would peak out from behind a wall and she'd giggle uncontrollably. She was the cutest little thing I've ever seen.

Sango whimpered and her face contorted into that of pure agony. Her whole body crumbled more onto the floor as she sobbed. Miroku gave no words of consolation, only patting her back and head a couple of times.

Fury whipped into me. "What?! Where's little Himiko?!" I shouted.

Miroku seemed to snap. "SHE'S GONE! GONE BECAUSE NARAKU KILLED HER MAYBE IF YOU WERE HERE SHE WOULD'VE BEEN SAVED ,BUT NO YOU WERE TOO STUPID TO REALIZE THE DANGER YOU PUT US IN! DIDN'T I TELL YOU BEFORE?! KAGOME IS WITH HIM NOW"

When he was done a couple of tears slid down his sunken face. "We only left for a moment...and when we came back it was too late...we failed her as her parents"

His face contorted the same way Sango's did and soon he crumbled too, sobbing into the floor. Before I knew it, tears were starting to build up in my eyes too. Naraku has taken so much from all of us, Kagome and Kikyo now little Himiko...why couldn't this bastard just keep out of our lives?

I sniffled lightly. "If you can...tell me how it happened" I muttered from underneath my long silver bangs.

Sango's sobs let up some until it was just soft hiccups and soon she was in sitting position again, Miroku had his head buried into her stomach still sobbing rather loudly.

"Her body was mutilated almost into an unrecognizable state, but us as her parents, we knew it was her." she choked back tears on this part. "but the one thing that stood out the most was the gaping hole in her small little chest...her heart...had been torn out of her"

I held back my gasp ,but my eyes betrayed me by widening to a scary extent.

"Wh-why would Naraku do something like this?" I asked. He never mutilated his victims, no, that was something that was too dirty for him to want to do, he left tasks like that to Hakudoshi.

Sango shrugged lightly, of course she would have no idea. No one knew why Naraku did the things he did.

"Her face...was still in a look of horror...she was so..so scared" Sango whimpered and choked again. "and we couldn't come to her rescue"

That was all it took, Sango wailed into Miroku's hair and he still choked out sobs of anguish in her stomach.

I couldn't watch this anymore, Naraku's death would be today...if its the last thing I do.

Sesshomaru

I looked across a graveyard of death.

For once, it was not me that extinguished this amount of youkai in the amount of one day.

All types of youkai carcasses laid strewn about across the plain, all with looks of horror still implanted in their faces. Another thing was there wasn't any other sign of abuse other than the giant holes decorating their bodies like a trademark.

"Who was responsible for this?" I mutter aloud.

Of course I didn't expect a response ,but I got one anyway.

"Does this sight upset you my lord?" a woman mused lightly.

Turning around abruptly, my eyes widened at the appearance of the human miko wench that use to be with Inuyasha.

I re-sheathed my Tetseiga and turned my whole body towards her. She seemed different a little ,but nonetheless still gave off a human scent.

"What are you doing here wench? Shouldn't you be with that half breed brother of mine?" I retorted.

She smirked and switched her weight from both of her feet. "I like you... Lord Sesshomaru-sama"

Coats of arousal filled my nostrils from her. Disgusting.

"Your lies don't amuse me ningen, I know you and my half breed brother already have a fling"

She hummed lightly to herself, picking at her rather sharp nails. Why was she not trembling in fear of me?

I took in her appearance again, everything seemed vaguely familiar about her. Her dark raven hair, her height, her scent, except her style of clothing, I noticed it was a fancy piece of a yukata. It was midnight black with amarillys detailed into it, the side of it was ripped all the way up to her thigh and her clevage showed without shame. Disgusting female.

One thing that strikes me as odd though, was the unnatural blue her eyes showed, they almost seemed to glow.

"Admiring my body, my lord?" she flaunted.

She was starting to greatly annoy me with her outrageous comments.

"Listen here ningen wench, you should heed my warning, when bothering a great demon youkai like myself prepare to die at some point"

She smiled at me revealing a double pair of fangs occupying her mouth. A cold shudder ran down my back as that same ancient evil scent leaked from her.

"That thing in your chest...I wish to have it" she said pointing at my chest.

A/N

I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter of heart of vengeance ^.^

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