((Trigger warning- Unwanted physical contact. Non-sexual.))
Chapter 2: Kagura's Training and Naraku's Deceit
"What is this? Why don't I remember anything?" The woman thought as she awoke in a daze. "Where am I?"
Her head turned and she saw a girl sitting next to her. Her eyes focused on the girl. She was very white and transparent in color, and she didn't say anything. Her presence was not threatening, so she laid calmly. When her eyes shifted and she saw a large man sitting right next to the girl, she jumped up onto her feet. She backed away from the two figures until she bumped into the wall behind her. Her eyes were wide, and frightened.
"Who are you?" She yelled. "Where am I?"
Her aggravation and confusion was causing a great wind to pick up in the room. Everybody's hair whipped around wildly in the room.
"Kanna, close the door to cut off the wind getting in." He ordered.
Without moving, Kanna looked over the door, and it slid shut. The wind was cut severely in the room and it became calm and quiet.
"A jumpy one, indeed. I must gain her trust." Naraku thought slyly.
"Calm yourself, Kagura. I do not pose a threat to you." He said, standing up.
"That is not my name. How can you profess to know me?" She hissed.
"If it is not your name, you should be able to tell me what your name is, and where you are from."
The woman seemed troubled by his response. She removed herself from the wall, but stayed away, not caring to be near this strange man and the girl who accompanied him. She did not trust him.
"Who does this man think he is? I have a name. Why can't I remember it? Why can't I remember anything before today?" She thought.
A smile came over Naraku's face as he stood, a smile that could have misconstrued as kind and friendly.
"You do not remember your name because you didn't have one before now. Come, Kagura, I will not hurt you. Why should I want to harm my finest creation?"
"Creation? What do you mean? Who are you?" Kagura took one step forward curiously, still being cautious.
Naraku's long hair hung over his shoulders as he smirked at the testy creature before him. Kanna's obedience came automatically the moment she saw him, but it was in the very nature of children to have such blind devotion. The one before him was no child. Kagura was not going to be won over so easily.
"How rude of me. My name is Naraku." He opened up with. "And this is Kanna."
Kagura's eyes traveled to the small, quiet child that was kneeling on the ground beside him. She looked blankly up at Kagura with her wide, black eyes. All of this was a little unsettling.
"Like Kanna, I made you from my own flesh."
Kagura let her body slide down the wall until she was sitting on the floor, taking in this new information. She shook her head and looked back up at Naraku.
"I don't believe it." She argued.
Naraku carefully made his way over to Kagura, and extended a hand to her.
"Well then let me help you believe it." He suggested kindly.
She looked up at him for a good minute, studying his face. His face was structured and handsome. He had strict looking red eyes, and a large thin nose. The way he smiled almost seemed reassuring.
"Can I trust this Naraku?" She thought to herself. "There is something holding me back.. This feeling.. And yet.."
She looked at his extended hand and slowly reached out for it, allowing him to help her up. A sound of satisfaction left his lips when she reached out for his hand. She looked around her and back to him, still quite shocked from waking up in a strange place with people she did not know.
"Kanna, show Kagura the mark you bear." Naraku said.
Kagura looked over to the child who, without a word, stood up and began to untie her kimono. She turned and let the kimono slide down her back. Naraku gently moved Kanna's hair with his hand, revealing a mark that looked very much like a spider in the middle of her petite back. Kagura gasped.
"It is the mark that I share with those I have brought to life. I have it, and so Kanna has it. You, Kagura, also bear this mark."
Kanna, without being asked, began to approach Kagura with her mirror ready in her hand. Kagura looked and saw her own face for the first time, and she brushed it lightly with her fingers, surprised by her own beauty.
"Is that really my face? Is that really me?"
Naraku began to remove the top half of his clothing, as he made his way over to the skeptical Kagura. When he walked by her, she could see the ugly, deep scar that was on his back. He put his hand on her shoulders gently, which initially made her jump. But when she realized he was not about to attack her, she calmed.
"Shall we see?" He asked. She took a moment before nodding yes. She began to untie the top of her kimono, and it traveled down her back. When she turned and looked the mirror, her eyes widened. She bore the same exact mark as Naraku and Kanna. While, he had already told her about the mark, she was in shock. She turned and pulled her kimono up quickly, holding it to her chest.
"So it's all true." She thought. "This man has.. made me. What does this mean?"
"I hope this clears things up for you." He said, standing across from her.
"If it is all true, it only raises further questions." Kagura answered, stunned.
"Questions that can all be answered. Come with me, Kagura." He said, taking her hands in his gently. "I want to show you something."
Kagura looked into his eyes, searching for a reason to pull away from him. But he seemed so sincere, and he had been truthful about her to begin with. His hands were warm and comforting on hers.
"If he was a true threat, he would not show such warmth. I feel like I should trust this Naraku. But I am hesitant."
Kagura nodded and Naraku smiled, leading her out of the room and into the hallway.
"Kanna, I wish to be alone with Kagura." He said, letting the door slide behind him.
The little girl stood there for several moments, staring at the door. Kanna may not have been able to feel many things, but she was not daft. She had taken notice to the gentleness he had shown and the friendly smiles he had forced onto his face. She knew that Naraku was not the type to show kindness, or friendliness unless he wanted something.
"Master Naraku is deceiving Kagura. But why? He has nothing to gain from it."
….
Naraku sat across from Kagura, his eyes studying her body language as she spoke to him.
"This second incarnation is much sturdier than the last. I can tell by the wind that picks up in the castle that she will be very powerful. Kagura is beginning to show signs of trust already, which means I can expect her to be willingly obedient in the near future. She does not know that I hold her heart, and I will not need to let her know unless she decides to become willful or turn on me. For now, I will train her to use her powers properly. She was designed to be the perfect killing machine, and only I, her master, can show her that."
"How can this be? I am so confused. Why am I here? I must have a purpose."
"You do, indeed, have a purpose. You are very important to my plans, Kagura."
She couldn't help but feel flattered by the way he talked about her, and it made her take a liking to him almost immediately. She watched as he stood up and went to the corner of the room, where he picked up a small box. He kneeled down across from her, beginning to open the box. Inside, she saw there were two items. One was a simple white feather and the other was a large, elegantly decorated fan. He reached for the fan first and held it gently.
"This will be your tool to better control your powers and I will help you to learn how to use it to its full potential."
When he handed it to her, she looked down at it and opened it, letting her fingers gently caress the painted designs on it. It was beautiful.
"What of your plans? How do I fit in to them?"
"I am collecting a very precious gem, one that can bring those who have it great power. It was shattered, and it must be placed back together. But there are those that seek to destroy me and collect it for themselves. I must not allow this to happen."
Naraku let his hands carefully reach out for her soft loose curls, running his fingers along her scalp as he twisted her hair into a bun atop her head. He tucked the small white feather in it. Her big eyelashes blinked as he slowly let his fingers run down from her hair and to her cheeks and then gently across her chin, in an affectionate manner. He smirked at how she did not try to stop him from reaching out for her.
"Perfection." His words crept into her ear. If he was being insincere, she did not see it. His kind demeanor was working on the young demoness who knew nothing more of the world than what he told her. Kagura had no choice but to fall for his charm and flattery. She was no match for his subtle seduction.
"When I collect all the shards, I will share this great power with you. But you must believe in me. Do I have your trust, Kagura?" He said, tilting her head upwards with her finger so he could look into her eyes.
When Kagura looked back at him, and looked at the friendly smile he shared with her, she knew that she felt a certain comfort, even though she was still worried. With all of the evidence in front of her, she found it very hard to continue resisting him.
"Yes.." Kagura answered, causing him great satisfaction.
"I am relieved." Naraku said, folding his hands together. "Your training will start tomorrow."
…..
Later that night, Kanna was in the room of the castle that now belonged to her sister, Kagura. She was kneeling on the floor in front of the wind demoness. A brightly colored kimono was thrown about the floor. In Kanna's hands she held her mirror up to her not so little sister.
"A little higher, dear." She told the pale child.
Kanna listened, holding the mirror a tad higher while the naked woman looked at her own reflection intensively. Kagura turned and lifted her arms and inspected her own skin with obsession. She let her hands run down her thin waist all the way down to her wide, curvy hips. She smirked and turned again, seemingly enjoying the body she was in.
"This is my body." She told herself. "This is me."
Kanna remained silent as she watched the woman obsess over her own figure. The little girl didn't understand vanity at all. She looked down at her own little body and then back up to Kagura. She wondered why Kagura's breasts was so full, and why her hips held such shape. The woman's body held mystery for the small girl, but she didn't ask, she merely accepted what was. Being one of such little emotions, she did not feel jealousy. She placed her mirror in her lap as she watched her younger sister grab at her kimono, and figure out little by little how to place it back on.
"Kanna, dear, please tell me what you know about Master Naraku." She said, as she began to tie up the obi.
Kanna looked up at Kagura with her big, black eyes, not saying anything.
"You can talk to me, you know." Kagura insisted. "Is there something I should know?"
"I do not know what needs to be known. That is his decision." Was all she responded.
"Silly child, you are much too meek." Kagura said, trying to think of a better way to ask the quiet girl about the man that created her. "Has he ever been unkind to you?"
Kanna's empty orbs looked at Kagura, unmoved. She sat there in silence, unsure of how to answer the question.
"I mean has he ever struck at you before?" Kagura became a little frustrated with Kanna's silence, although she felt bad for the small girl who did not seem to feel any joy- and she felt he might have something to do with it. She had been in this room with her for what seemed like hours, and never once did the girl try to speak without being asked to.
"No." Kanna replied plainly.
Kagura shook her head, figuring there must be something wrong with Kanna herself. "Do you ever smile?"
"Why should I smile? That would be pointless." The little girl responded.
Kagura knelt down beside Kanna and ran her fingers through the girl's white hair. "Sickly girl, I should hope you are alright."
….
"So what is wrong with the child?" Kagura asked before snapping open her fan. She lifted one foot daintily and then whipped her body forward, sending a blade of winds soaring in Naraku's direction. It was a sloppy move, and the blades collided into a nearby tree. Naraku smiled. They had been training for hours outside of the castle walls and Kagura was already starting to get the hang of using her weapon to control the wind.
"There is nothing wrong with Kanna. She is what she is." Naraku answered. "Aim a little lower this time."
Kagura tried again, lifting her foot and then throwing herself forward. This time one of the blades almost hit Naraku, if it weren't for the barrier that made her wind blade bounce off. "I mean, why is it that she never smiles or shows signs of joy?"
"She does not show joy because she does not feel it. She is incapable of understanding and feeling emotions."
Kagura tapped her lips with her fan, in thought. "So that is why she's like that."
She felt a hand reach around her waist and straighten her posture. Naraku was now behind her, and his other hand ran up her neck to her chin. He tilted her chin further up, positioning it. The touch of his hands on her made her cheeks turn red, and her body burned with a strange new feeling.
Naraku felt her body blush when he placed his hand around her waist. He smirked at her response to his touch, knowing that he had already won over her trust, and in such a short time. "Women truly are weak at heart. Look how she wilts at my touch, like petals on a flower. This can prove to be problematic." He thought. He let his fingers linger around her waist purposefully. She took a deep breath, and he released her, taking a step back.
"Now try one more time." He said. She kept her back straight and her chin upright, but moved her body in the same fashion, flicking the fan more gently this time. Blades spewed forward, and the tree that stood before her got sliced to bits, falling onto the ground little by little. Kagura smiled maliciously at her success.
"Very good." He commented, impressed. "Your skills are already inside of you. You already know how to control the wind. Practice will unleash this, and refine your abilities."
"I suppose you think I should be grateful to you." She teased in her deep demure voice, in a way that was seemingly flirtatious.
Naraku was not used to being spoken to this way by any of his servants, and took a moment for him to readjust when she smiled at him. Her personality was really starting to shine through, and it was not submissive or tame like Kanna or Kohaku. Kagura was a sassy creature, and he knew eventually he would come to despise it.
"If she survives her first battle with Inuyasha, that is." He thought.
But for now, he would simply ignore her attitude.
"We will continue tomorrow. I have other matters to attend to."
Kagura nodded and watched as he walked slowly back into the castle. "Hmm.."
"I find myself wanting to know more than I do about this Naraku. Even though it seems I know all I need to. He has created me, and yes, given me purpose. He has yet to give me a reason not to give him my trust. I just have a strange feeling about him."
…
Kagura was alone in the dark, musty room she had awoken in. She was feeling more comfortable as the days went on, as her feelings of mistrust and caution were subsiding. In their place, she was slowly starting to feel something else arise in her. There was something about his quiet, mysterious ways that made her want to know more about him. She wanted to reach out and touch his soul, just to see what was under his handsome face.
She rolled onto her back on the cold floor, letting her fan rest at her side. She hummed lightly, a tune she could have sworn she heard before, even though there was no music to be heard here. No sounds other than the soft thuds of Naraku's feet on the castle floor, and even those rarely happened. The sound came to life in her own head, and she smiled as she moved her fingers in sync with it. A tiny breeze picked up in the room as she let her fingers untie her kimono.
"Such a pretty song."
Kagura let her kimono fall off of her shoulders as she sat up. Her breasts barely breathed in the cold stagnant air of the room, but she was glad they were free of the confines of her clothing. Being naked felt so natural and free to her. She enjoyed her new body, from the dimple of her collarbone down to her tiny feet. She stood to her feet, letting the rest of the kimono fall off as she hummed the tune. She flicked her fan open as a small wind picked up in the room. She raised it in the air and a circle of wind formed in front of her. Weak though it was, she controlled it. She moved her fan left and right ever so slightly, and the wind before her changed shape and form. The curves of the wind were beautiful, like a painting. She smiled and spinned around slowly, a cloud of wind forming around her.
"If this is life, let it always be as lovely as this moment. The wind is my art. Whether it kill or bring joy, I wish it shall always be mine." She said, as she danced in her bareskin to a song she herself had made in her own mind.
On the other side of the castle, Kanna kneeled before Naraku in his room. His eyebrows tightened as he looked into the mirror that she was holding up to him. The pale child looked down and watched curiously. When she looked up at Naraku, he seemed disturbed by the image of Kagura, in her flesh, moving around in a way Kanna had never seen before.
"I do not wish to see this." He said, turning the mirror forcefully towards Kanna. His face looked frustrated. "What makes you think I want to see that?"
"Master Naraku, you said you wanted to keep an eye on her." Kanna replied in her tiny voice.
His face softened a tad. "So I did. This is not what I meant. Do not go out of your way to show me these things, I will ask who I wish to see and when I wish to see it. You forget, you are a tool, as she is. Trying to do things on your own will not be tolerated. All moves are my call. Now leave me."
He watched as the child bowed her head submissively and stood, walking quietly out of the room. He flinched, and lifted his hand to his heart. He cursed under his breath. The sight of the wind demoness dancing in such a provocative manner had made Onigumo's heart fill with the desire to take her and use her for himself. But Naraku was not about to succumb to such meaningless human desires.
"Onigumo, you common thief, your desires to rape and pillage are petty and beneath me. I will cast your heart out soon enough. I do not need you anymore to finish what we started. I will have control. I will destroy the one you desire most of all. That Kikyou will suffer until the end, and your heart will not interfere. I will show you who is truly in control of this body."
….
"You forget, you are a tool." His voice repeated in Kanna's head. "Trying to do things on your own will not be tolerated."
Just because the child was not able to feel much, did not mean that she was dumb. She understood perfectly Naraku's intent for her. She had watched him remove Kagura's heart from her body, so he could take control of her by force if need be. Kanna already decided he had a similar hold on her, without having to hear it from his mouth. She sat silently in the room that she has been assigned to, not moving even to blink. For the first time, she felt something. It was the slightest bit of a feeling, and she didn't even recognize it. She looked into her mirror and saw the image of Naraku in it, as his saimyosho was surrounding him, waiting for it's next orders.
"Soon, I am going to put Kagura to use. Her skills have improved well within the couple weeks she has been around. Go scout out Inuyasha and his friends. And also the wolf demon, Koga. He has two jewel shard imbedded in his skin. Those are soon to be mine." She heard him speak to the menacing little bugs.
She looked into his eyes as a slight wind blew her hair gently. Behind her own hollow eyes, that small feeling rested. It was somewhere between fear and sadness. The inability to want left her unable to fully understand the feeling. It was so small, she pushed it deep into the back of her mind, where it had to stay. For if he should find out it was there, he might destroy her. Even a being of such little feeling had a will to live.
"I will be the tool that Naraku wants. That is what he created me for. I accept it as his will." She said to herself, making his image fade away from her mirror. She stared out of the window and waited for the next time Naraku should want her.
A sadness filled the air of the room, but Kanna felt nothing.
…..
"You are ready, Kagura. Your first mission begins tomorrow. We lay a trap for that filthy mongrel Inuyasha and the wolf demon Koga. We will set them up against each other first, which should make your job easy. Once one of them defeats the other, you will kill the champion and take both of their jewel shards."
"Is that all? I thought you had a challenge for me." Kagura stood before Naraku, with her arms crossed, tapping her fan gently on her shoulder.
"Listen carefully," Naraku redirected. "The wolf keeps his two shards in either of his legs. Inuyasha, the half demon, does not carry his own shards. They are carried by the strange priestess that accompanies him. You will have to kill her as well, if the shards are to be taken."
"Got it. I slaughter the wolf demons, and the half-demon is lured to the castle just in time to frame him. The wolf Koga show up, sees his pack slaughtered. In the middle of the carnage he sees Inuyasha, covered in their blood. Koga goes into a fit of rage, ensuring a battle to the death between the two canines. I slaughter the wounded champion, and take the jewel shards."
Naraku nodded, standing up.
"Did I miss anything?" She asked, her rouge lips curving into a smile. When he didn't answer, she huffed.
"Easy enough."
"I'm glad you are so confident."
"Do I have a reason not to be?"
There was a bit of a silence before Naraku spoke. "Perhaps not… You may leave now. I have something I need to do."
Kagura looked at his long black hair, wishing to stay longer with the man who had created her and given her purpose. She did not know why, but she felt a certain attraction to him. She bit her lip in hesitation before turning her back. Their backs facing each other, Naraku could feel the tension in her. He was not blind to her attraction. All the while she had been training her he had seen her eyes linger on him. Naraku's charm had worked almost too well on the new mind of the demoness. Where he had meant to place respect, he had placed desire in the mind of this petite wind demon. He rolled his eyes, before turning to her back.
"Kagura, is there anything you'd like to say?" He said, his face unreadable.
"Mmm?" She turned her head, covering her blushed cheeks with her fan. "No, sir."
She snapped her fan closed, and quickly headed towards the door, sliding it open and closed.
"Stay focused." Kagura chided herself. "Do not think of these things right now. You can tell him at another time."
Naraku sat back down, glaring at the door. "Kagura is naïve, and too thoughtful for her own good. If she does not perish tomorrow, I will see that she knows where she stands here."
…
"The wind in this castle is entirely under my control. The half demon is wounded. I am one step away from completing my mission."
"Shoot at me with your arrow!" The wind demoness could hear from the half demon.
She shook her head, thinking this man before her must be insane. But when the arrow whizzed by her and landed on the ground, she looked to it.
"A poor shot." She said, lifting her fan. The light from the arrow began to grow, making her wind dissipate.
Annoyed by the girls interruption, she aimed for the castle. The roof caved at her attack. She turned back to Inuyasha, who was happy with her frustration.
"You fool, I only need to create more!" She shouted, waving her fan in a motion that caused a gust of wind to form around her. What she didn't know was he had already created his own wind, and was about to send an attack her way. Inuyasha swung his sword with one arm, sending a sloppy attack her way.
When Kagura saw the flash of light, she gasped. "The Windscar"
It ate at her body and she cried out, grabbing for the feather in her hair. Throwing it into the air, she jumped onto it and it carried her away from the castle. She held her bleeding body as they got away, breathing frantically.
"I didn't know he could do that. I had no idea. This shouldn't have happened. I should have been prepared. I could've been killed." She said aloud, holding her leg in pain. "My leg nearly got cut off."
"Naraku.." She thought. "He deceived me. He withheld information about the Tetsaiga from me. That bastard! What else has he lied about? I will find him and make him explain himself. How dare he do this to me."
Her feather rushed through trees and fields, looking to find where he had relocated the castle. She was seething with anger, doubt, and resentment.
"Naraku, where are you?!" She cried aloud.
Several miles away, Naraku watched Kagura's defeat from Kanna's mirror. When he saw her escape with her feather, he turned his eyes to the saimyosho that hung about in his room.
"Lead her to this castle. Our wind demoness escaped with her life, and so she will return."
Kagura's body ached and throbbed as it tried to repair itself. The process was very slow though. She held her stomach, feeling sick from the whole situation. After an hour of searching, she sensed Naraku's bugs. She saw them flying just ahead of her, and she began to follow them until she found herself at a castle that looked just like the one she had left behind. She let out a breath of relief that her search was over. But now a whole new dread took over. The man who had created her, that she had put her trust into, had deceived her. And now it was time for her to confront him. She felt like she could tear him apart for charming her into the battle that almost killed her. When she found the front door, she let her feet hit the floor.
Kagura tore through the castle like a storm, tossing blinds and opening doors in a fury to find Naraku. Whens he found him, he barely turned to look at her.
"Naraku!" She cried out.
"Kagura, so you survived the battle, did you?"
Her eyes went red at his response. "You deceived me, you didn't tell me about Inuyasha's sword."
"Ahhh, the sword that cuts through the wind scar. Seeing that you survived, it could not possibly be that powerful." He said , beginning to stand.
"So you admit deceiving me then?" She said, her anger now solidified. "You audacious fool!"
Kagura pulled back and flicked her weapon forward, sending a wave of blades his way. Skillfully, she had thrown them as a warning. She wanted him to be alive to explain himself to her. The blades cut at his clothing, causing his top to fall from him.
"As I assumed." He thought. "She thinks she is my match."
Naraku turned slowly, and placed his hand out. Kagura looked on as he stretched his palm out. When she saw a red globe form in his hand, she gasped. "That's.."
He squeezed it, and she felt her body cave as she fell to the ground. The pain in her chest was immeasurable. Crying out she held her hands to her chest.
"You see, Kagura, I hold your heart right here in my hands."
The pain coursed through her, making it hard for her to concentrate. "Naraku.. Damn you."
"Do not forget Kagura. You were made from a part of me. You are nothing more than my essence."
He gave it another squeeze and she screamed out, throwing her head back. Her feather fell from her hair, and her black curls decorated her face as she fell forward again. She let out another heart wrenching scream and he smiled a wicked smile, spreading out his fingers again as her heart disappeared from his hands.
"I intend to keep you in my service, Kagura. If you do not comply, I will kill your heart and take back your body. Will you comply?" Naraku asked, his eyes never leaving her as she tried to regain her composure.
Kagura managed to sit on her knees, and when she looked into Naraku's eyes, she felt a rage come over her. There was anger. There was frustration. Sadness. Her breaths were ragged and tired from the strain on her heart.
"You lied to me." She said shakily. "You told me.."
Naraku took a couple steps toward the wind demoness, who looked helpless and a lot less sure of herself now. She flinched at his advance.
"I had to tell you something to get the best performance out of you. And you did put on quite the show, Kagura. Unfortunately for you, though, both Inuyasha and Koga survived. You didn't manage to kill either of them. You can live and fix this mistake. Will you comply?"
Kagura's heart felt like it was being squeezed all over again. Her purpose was gone, what little foundation she thought she had was destroyed. Naraku was not the kind of creator he had presented himself to be. He was cruel, and did not care for her. He was a monster. A Master who does not love his creations. An artist who paints a masterpiece, and feeds it to the fire. She could hardly believe it, as her body became hot with anger and sadness. She looked at her hands as they shook violently. With no wish to have her new life ended so soon, her basic instincts kicked in and brought her to submit.
"I will." She whispered, not lifting her head to look at the demon who caused her so much distress.
"That is very wise of you." He said, his face returning to its usual deadly stare.
He took another step forward and she closed her eyes, trying to shut out his haunting eyes. Although the feeling of his cold fingers on her face caused her to open them. He grasped her chin in his hands, and tilted her head upwards towards him. Her hair hung messily over one of her eyes, but he could see her left eye widening as she looked at him, bloodshot from her anxiety. It gave him a great satisfaction to see her humbled.
"Now that we have an understanding, I wish to understand better the power of the Tetsaiga. I will need to inspect your wounds before they heal." Naraku said calmly, pulling her to her feet before letting her go. "Disrobe."
Kagura's teeth clenched at his words. The audacity of Naraku was sickening. She wrapped her fingers around her chest and held her kimono tightly to her skin. Her arms trembled with anger and she shook her head.
"Come now, I've seen the way you prance around in your skin. You are so proud of that body, aren't you? But it is not yours to be proud of. Your body does not belong to you."
Kagura growled, her rage boiling over. To know he had seen the intimate moment she shared alone in her room left her humiliated. She did not want to be anywhere near Naraku, much less naked. To obey the commands of the man who betrayed her would surely kill her. He became impatient, and reached out for her yellow obi, which was tied in the front. It came undone with ease, and she cried out, holding her kimono to herself tighter now.
"Let go of that pride, Kagura. It will serve you no purpose here."
Her arms shakily returned to her sides, and her kimono began to slide off of her body. Her eyes shut tight, she used both of her hands to cover her privates. Her pale body was cut deeply on one of her legs and there were other cuts and bruises throughout her body from the force of the Tetsaiga. Naraku made a slow circle around her trembling figure, looking into the wounds. Kagura's body was hot with humiliation.
"Tsk tsk. He did quite the number on your right leg. It's a wonder you can even stand. It's a good thing I made you so strong." She felt his cold fingers touch her leg and a sound of dismay escaped her lips as a jolt of pain ran through her body.
Kagura had been holding so much rage and sadness inside of her, it was beginning to make its way out in small grunts. No tears left her face, but her pain was evident. Her pride cut, she was starting to give in.
"Please.." The softest whisper escaped her lips.
Her words fell on deaf ears as he continued to inspect every last bruise and cut on her body. It felt like an eternity standing there, open and vulnerable for this devil of a man to see her. She prayed for him to be done. Soon enough, she felt her kimono being shoved into her chest, and she opened her eyes, grabbing at it with her arms. She looked to Naraku with wide eyes.
"Go to your chambers until I call for you. I do not want to see you otherwise." He spat before turning his back to her. The ugly scar on his back haunted her.
Kagura breathed out at his words and nodded her head, turning and leaving the room, holding her clothes to her chest tightly. She didn't even bother to get dressed as she wanted to be as far away as possible from the man who deceived her and humiliated her. When she was sure he could no longer see her, she began to run for her chambers. She didn't even see Kanna standing there in the hall way as she whipped past her, still naked and breathing heavily.
The little girl watched her as she quickly slid open the door to her chambers and slammed it closed behind her.
"Kagura.."
She approached Kagura's door and stood there listening to the sounds of the wind demoness inside.
Kagura threw her clothes down in anger, falling to her knees and shouting angrily. Her rage unfolding, she began to hit the floor with her fists. At first, her fists went right through the wooden floor but they became weaker with each strike. She slowed as her anger melted into sadness. Her breaths were deep and ragged. She rolled on to the floor, hugging her kimono to her skin. She had held off crying in front of Naraku as she would rather die than let him see any tears leave her eyes. Now that she was alone she felt herself starting to break.
"My heart.." She cried out in grief as tears began to run down her face. Using her kimono as a blanket, she pulled it over to cover her body and face, hiding herself away from the world. And him.
"He holds my heart against me. I trusted him, and he deceived me. He told me I was special. He charmed me into a battle in which he knew I had little chance of escaping. To think I was beginning to have feelings for such a horrible beast. I hate Naraku. I hate him with every fiber of my being."
Kanna heard the soft sound of crying coming from Kagura's quarters as she sat by her door, listening to her. The sounds coming out of Kagura were something she had never heard before. It was strange, but even though she had never heard it before she recognized that it was not a good thing. Naraku had deceived Kagura, and now she was full of feelings that Kanna perhaps would never feel. The sounds stopped and then there was a stagnant silence in the castle once again.
"He deceived me. I shall live to see his demise. He will pay for what he has done. I will take back my heart." Kagura thought to herself, in the comfort of her solitude. "I will escape Naraku."