Forced Passion by Calpurnia the Forlorn
Chapter One
Naraku snarled as he forced the girl before him to her knees. She screamed and cried, struggling madly, but it was no use. Her greatest efforts could not push him away from her. Her frenzied screams echoed through the night. He slapped her roughly, knocking the girl to the floor.
"Enough." He hissed. She sobbed in fear as he lifted her hips backward, turning her so that she was positioned before him, her back toward his chest. She didn't yet know what he had planned for her. Ebony locks swayed with each racking sob and she couldn't help but try to crawl forward and away from her attacker.
She screamed once more when sharp claws pierced soft skin.
Flashback
The Inu gang was out on another day of shard hunting when they were stopped by a tangled mass of broken bodies. Some were human, others were youkai. Sango had been the first to notice it. Inuyasha had said the smell of Naraku littered the mound of bodies.
They had made moves to bury the dead when the pile rose up and separated. Human and youkai bodies moved on their own and launched an attack.
Miroku opened his Kazana, but there were just too many of them! Inuyasha had used the Kaze no Kizu, but even that seemed no match for the rampaging bodies.
Kagome could see the death that flowed over the bodies. Unlike Jokatsu, these were very obviously not zombies. There was no sense of jewel shards, but Kagome could sense Kagura nearby.
She made to announce the presence of the wind sorceress, but an unexpected pain had shot through her spin. She couldn't scream despite the pain and she stumbled blindly. Inuyasha turned and yelled, running toward her, but the mass of death covered him before he could reach her.
Kagura grabbed up the girl and flew off on her feather, watching the crestfallen group trying madly to free themselves from the flight to come to their friends' aid.
End Flashback
Teeth sank into a pale throat and the girl shouted in pain. She writhed wildly in pain as he marked her, his claws racking over her clothes until they fell in tattered shreds on the ground.
She screeched when his intention was made apparent. She dug her pathetic human fingernails into the arm around her waist. She pushed and pulled, screamed and squirmed. Her punishment for this was deep scratches down her back and legs.
He shifted behind her, removing his own clothes. Her young body shook in uncomprehending fear. He pushed her head to the floor, fisting her hands behind her back with his other hand.
She struggled madly, fueling his obvious arousal.
Her breathing came in gaping, breathless pants and he stilled. Her tears fell more freely than ever and she shuddered.
"Please." She begged through her sobs. "Please don't do this." He chuckled and forced her further into an uncomfortable position. "Do you not want me, my pet?" He asked menacingly. She cried harder, trying desperately to catch her breath. "No..." She sobbed, tears forming a pool under her eyes.
She knew her soft pleads were in vain when he positioned himself behind her.
He growled when her screams began anew, bouncing off trees and walls. She screamed and screamed until she was hoarse, and then she gurgled her pleas for him to release her.
He beat her thoroughly, enjoying the blood that fell from her wounds. He lapped at her tears and positioned her once more before him. He laughed at her fear, scoffed at her weakness.
Finally he had had enough of this game.
With one swift thrust he took her virginity. Claiming his mate. Her voice moved past its hoarse whispers to scream anew. Her pain was more than evident. She felt as though he was tearing her in two. Her insides burned like fire.
Naraku continued his maddening thrusts, delighting in the pain he was causing the girl beneath him. Her throat gave out and she could do no more than moan and sob as each thrust tore through her vaginal walls.
He held her still while she furiously tried to break free. Her body tried instinctively to curl into the fetal position. His thrusts deepened and become more forceful as he sought to find his release.
Her sobs filled the night as he spread her legs wider to give him more friction, more depth. He wanted more from her lithe frame.
She tried to screech as his movements sent her rocking across the floor. Her pain was slowly subsiding, but the ach of the intrusion and the fact that she was unprepared for the entry kept her aware of each movement he made above her.
He cupped her breasts from his place behind her, kneading them harshly until she tried to jerk away.
Pain was all she knew at the moment. The physical pain in her lower region and the brutal pain of her emotional turmoil. She was being soiled by her enemy. He tensed above her and she wept as she felt his hot seed enter her womb.
He pushed her forward until she was sitting in front of him. The position caused her further pain and she struggled madly to make it stop.
He tugged her down, pushing her onto her back before plunging into resisting body again. Blood covered her thighs and made his entrance easier. He was absorbed in his pleasure, letting her cries of pain encourage him forward.
He latched onto one of her breasts, teasing her into her own arousal.
She cried out in tortured pleasure, attempting to quell the feelings inside her. His thrusts become slow and prolonged, drawing out the pleasure. She couldn't stop the moan that escaped her.
He grinned in fiendish joy as he swept her up into the world of pleasure, rocking harder and faster as her arousal grew. She gasped and moaned as tears fell from clouded eyes. He rocked harder and she arched forward, all to aware that she was further betraying her friends.
A final thrust sent her flying in climax, and she was aware of him following suite. She sobbed as she came down off her high.
Naraku lapped at Kagome's reddened cheeks, relishing in the feel of her body against his. Her shuddering sobs quieted as her fear and struggles got the best of her. She saw his liquid smirk as she melted in oblivion.
His crimson eyes bled a deeper red, as he kissed his way to the miko's belly. He nuzzled her abdomen and nipped at her thighs. She was his, body and soul. He would never have her love, but the growing child within her womb would bind her to him forever.
His lust began anew, but it could wait until she woke.
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Kagome stumbled through another day of sex, blood and death. Naraku insisted on keeping her by his side at all times, he had even gone so far as to touch her openly before Inuyasha and the others.
Kagura was her body guard, so to speak. The wind sorceress kept the girl at her side any time Naraku wasn't there to do it himself.
The only real comfort she had was Kanna.
The young youkai had sensed the distress in the miko and used her mirror on a daily basis to show Kagome her friends and family.
At the very least it helped her see that they were safe and well.
A growling behind her had Kagome turning toward her `master'. He smirked knowingly and pulled the girl to his bed, taking again from her a girt she should have given to her husband. Tears lazily made their way down her cheek.
She stiffened when she felt him explode above her, angry with her own weakness to stop him. He pulled away roughly, slapping her for crying. He hated the smell and she knew he was slowly growing bored of her. She had no doubts that he would kill her when the child was born.
She waited until he left to cry again. Her baby would be raised without her, with Naraku as a father. The tears ran freely then and she turned to face the wall, curling around her abdomen. "I'm so sorry." She whispered.
Kanna watched from the shadows. Though she could feel no emption, one could almost say that sympathy was apparent in her cold eyes.
The youkai walked forward purposefully and sat beside the trembling miko, laying a comforting hand upon her shoulder. "Would you like to See again, Kagome?" She asked quietly.
The young woman-child could only nod and turn to gaze into the depths of the mirror.
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Sesshoumaru raced forward dramatically, throwing his half brother against the God tree harshly. Sango threw Hiraikotsu to no avail.
"Kill them, Sesshoumaru-sama!" Jaken called in excitement. Shippo knocked the gama (toad) unconscious and continued to pace back and forth. When they realized that Kagome was lost to them by the incredible forces of Naraku, they had asked Sesshoumaru for help.
His current reply was less than pleasing.
Miroku tried in vain to reason with the taiyoukai, but a seething glare sent him stumbling back.
Sesshoumaru glared in hatred at his brother. The mutt had let that disgusting hanyou Naraku impregnate a female. Her being human had nothing to do with it. A creature of the power that girl had combined with Naraku's power could potentially decimate the all four Lands.
His anger welled further and poison dripped into his deadly claws.
Inuyasha had his ears flattened against his head in absolute inner turmoil. The devastation he'd felt upon seeing Naraku kiss Kagome, and seeing the sheer weight of her loss on her face, had destroyed him.
It was his fault. He had been unable to protect Kagome.
The growl that reverberated from the youkai before him scared the life out of everyone in the immediate area. No one had ever seen the calm and collected taiyoukai of the West get this angry before. And that included his half brother.
"Do you not realize what you have done, brother?" Sesshoumaru snarled. Inuyasha winced as he was nearly decapitated by poisonous talons.
Sango readied Hiraikotsu for the throw, but never made it. Sesshoumaru flew up to her in little more than a blur and pulled the weapon from her hands. She never got the chance to scream before razor sharp claws tore into her throat. Miroku cried out and ran forward, only to be caught on those same claws.
"Know this, Inuyasha. Everything you have ever loved or owned belongs to me now." Sesshoumaru flexed his claws meaningfully. "If you dare to try and take them back, this Sesshoumaru will not hesitate to kill the girl."
Inuyasha's ears perked up slightly. "Then you'll save her?" He asked.
His only reply was the rushing of wind on Sesshoumaru's passing. Looking around dejectedly, the hanyou noticed the Shippo was gone. Sesshoumaru had taken the kit with him. Jaken was stumbling to his feet as Myoga hopped onto his shoulder.
"I'm sorry, milord." The little flea said.
Inuyasha let the tears trickle from his golden eyes as he approached the cooling bodies of his friends. He was alone again.
Sesshoumaru had claimed everything Inuyasha had, that included Keade's village. He knew better than to return there. If Sesshoumaru DID save Kagome, her life would be hell, but she'd be safe so long as he obeyed his brother's command. And he would, for her.
A looming presence announced Kikyo's arrival.
He turned pleading eyes to her, willing her to forgive him. Sadness filled her icy eyes. "You loved the girl." She stated softly. His ears flattened in hurt.
If Kikyo could have cried she would have. "For what it is worth, Inuyasha, I am sorry." And then she was gone, just like everyone else. Loneliness like nothing he had felt before settled over the hanyou. Visions of a time not to long past fluttered forward, of a girl with black tresses and a smile for everyone.
The hanyou hung his head and wept his misery for all to see.
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Kagome let her tears wash over the young youkai's shoulder. Dead. Sango and Miroku were dead. They'd never gotten to confess their love for each other, and now it was too late.
Besides that, Sesshoumaru was on his way to `rescue' her. She knew how that would end. If he let her live, he'd kill her baby as soon as it was born.
She'd bee little more than a slave to the youkai. He'd hate her. She'd spend the rest of her life in sadness, knowing that no creature would love her. She'd never get to go home...
Kanna rested a pale hand on the girl's hair, stroking softly. Kagome started and stared in wonder at the creature. "Kanna?" She asked quietly. Warmth filled the younger girl's eyes and she grinned sheepishly. Kagome nearly jumped through the roof. Kanna had emotions? As quickly as she thought it she was grateful for it.
Perhaps some god up there smiled upon her yet.
A gust of strong wind and a loud ripping noise announced the arrival of the Western Lord. Kagome shuddered in fright as she heard him heading her way.
She looked up in time to see him round the corner. The look in his eyes melted her heart. He didn't look ant different, but he seemed worried somehow.
Kanna helped the girl to stand beside her, giving her off freely when Sesshoumaru made move to lift the miko.
The taiyoukai turned to leave and Kanna made ready to follow when Naraku came. The growling hiss that escaped his throat was enough to send most running in fear.
Sesshoumaru snorted inaudibly and continued on his way, ignoring the hanyou. Kanna continued to follow.
Naraku drew a curved blade and slashed at the taiyoukai, nearly gasping as the quick movements of the other. Sesshoumaru dogged the blade and removed the head of the doll before him. He knew that the real Naraku would be present shortly, and so carried on.
He was determined to get the girl as far away from Naraku's grasp as possible before returning to kill the hanyou.
Kagome found herself clinging desperately to the Western Lord, thankful for the small comfort he provided. She knew he had killed her friends, but she also knew she could expect no less from the great Sesshoumaru; most feared youkai in all of Japan.
When she saw that Kanna was following relief filled her. At least she'd have one person to take comfort from in her new `home'.
Sesshoumaru waited for the younger youkai to stand beside him before using his power to form the silver cloud and take them to his castle. The first thing he did upon arrival was take the girl to his healer and make sure the girl was healthy.
She fidgeted under the scrutiny, squirmed under the pokes and prods until the youkai growled and the healer become gentler.
Kagome flinched as calloused hands removed her upper kimono and tested the weight of her breasts. She nearly pulled away, but Kanna's reassuring presence kept her still. Those same hands moved down and took in the size of her belly.
She was getting anxious about the intense look of the healer's face when he pulled back and placed her kimono back the way it had been before.
"She is underfed." The healer said. "But other than that she and the young one are healthy." The healer turned and began to fill out some papers. "I'll have this sent to the servants." He said at last. "The girl should have some honey tea with special herbs that I'll provide and some cheese every morning before she steps out of bed."
The taiyoukai merely nodded and lifted the girl softly into his arms.
She winced and held her abdomen. "I think I'm going to be sick." She said woozily. Sesshoumaru nuzzled her throat and let a hand rub over her stomach in soothing circles. The child quieted and the nausea faded.
She gazed at the other in wonder. He had two arms! And he had helped her. Did this mean... he was going to let her keep the baby? He seemed to understand the question in his eyes, for he nodded shortly.
She was so pleased that she let herself drift to sleep in his comforting arms.
When she woke, Kanna pressed a steaming cup under her nose. "Please drink this, Kagome-sama." She said softly.
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Naraku paced angrily, summoning his miasma and smashing it threw the walls. The girl wasn't supposed to have gotten away. Sesshoumaru wasn't supposed to have cared.
Kagura watched him warily, waiting for the summons she knew she'd soon receive. She may still be trapped here, but at least her sister had gotten away...
The wind sorceress gasped as a soft thundering sound filled her chest. It echoed painfully before settling into a steady beat. Her heart. She had her heart. She clutched her hand to her chest in awe, feeling the steady beat under her fingertips.
She looked up, startled, when Naraku growled. "Kagura, take my armies and go to the West. I want her back!" he snarled.
He bowed and left. "He didn't know that she was free of him. Soft giggling in her mind alerted her to Kanna's presence there. I told you I had a surprise. The girl whispered, and Kagura smirked. Oh, she would go to the Western Castle, but she couldn't be sure that the army would make it.
She had a job to do, after all. And weakling youkai would only get in the way. Freedom at last. She thought. And revenge!
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Sesshoumaru waited for nightfall before summoning the other lords into action. The Northern Lord, Raziel was waiting for him in his study. He'd gotten word that the Southern Lord Elizar and the Easter Lord Koga were on their way as well.
By the time he arrived at his study, all were there and waiting. The time for Naraku's death was now.
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Three Long, Tragic Years Later...
Kagome held her daughter to her breast, letting the youngling feed to her life's content. Kagura and Kanna made a comforting duo of friends, when Kagura wasn't fighting, that is.
The foreign lords had each, in turn, asked for her to allow them to court her, but she had declined. Raziel was a sweet tora (tiger) youkai, and Elizar was a wonderful kurohyou (panther) youkai, but she couldn't bring herself to love them. As attractive as they were, she didn't want them.
Koga had made no move at all to claim her as his. She was worried at first, but he had said that he couldn't raise another demon's child. She hadn't been that put out, she didn't want him, after all.
She winced when Macha bit a little too harshly and pulled back. Kanna reverently took the troublemaker from her mother and took her to the next room to play.
"When will the fighting be over, do you think?" Kagome asked quietly. Kagura smirked. "No idea. It could end tomorrow of go on for another hundred years. Naraku is quite persistent." Kagome nodded sadly.
In the past three years she had seen very little of Sesshoumaru, and the less she saw of him, the more she thought of him.
"Is he...?" She couldn't finish the question. "He won't be returning for another month, perhaps more." Kagura said softly. She was aware of the miko's love for the taiyoukai, though she was also aware that Kagome, herself, didn't know she loved him.
The eighteen year old stood and moved to the balcony, watching the flowers drift in the wind below. "I wish he would let me help." She said at last, and Kagura frowned. "You cannot control your purifying abilities. You would only get in the way." The wind sorceress said soothingly. They had had this conversation many times before.
Kagome turned and glared at the youkai. "I know that!" She snapped. "It's just that I feel so useless. Macha and I are in danger until that bastard dies, and yet even with the four most powerful armies fighting side by side, Naraku continues to live." She pushed a lock of hair out of her face and tucked it back into the intricate silk and gem style it had fallen from.
"I can't stand this anymore." She sighed. "I miss the times when I would travel with my friends, simply searching for jewel shards..." Kagome's eyes widened.
"The Shikon!" She said excitedly. "Kagura, if Sesshoumaru-sama can somehow get the Shikon from Naraku, I could make the wish on the jewel. I could end the war!" Kagura jumped from her spot and grabbed the girl by the shoulders. "You're sure?" She asked heatedly. "Positive."
Kagura flew for the window. "I will get you the rest of the shards." She promised as she jumped from the frame.
Kagome looked worriedly towards where her friend had disappeared. "Buddha walk with you, Kagura." She whispered.
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Dinner that night was an unpleasant affair. Jaken rambled aimlessly about the easily excited pup in the castle.
He was in the middle of telling the people present at the table about the first time he ever saw Sesshoumaru when the door opened and the lord in question strode into the room. His eyes scanned the group before resting on Kagome.
She looked up and their eyes met. She seemed overjoyed at his presence, dashing forward to hug him tightly. "Kagura said you wouldn't be back for a long while yet." She whispered. He smirked down at the girl.
"Only I know when I will come and go." He said. "Egotistical bastard." She said, kissing his armor affectionately. Three years was a long time to live with a youkai, and she had learned to accept him as a friend, even if she rarely saw him.
A clawed hand pattered her on the head. "Come. We have much to discuss." He said, stalking into the hall. Kagome straitened her kimono, plucking invisible dust from the powder blue silk and marveling again at the scene depicted.
It was a large valley with a massive inu youkai standing in all his glory, watching the sun set. The colors alone were more that adequate for a kimono, but Sesshoumaru demanded the best of the best.
She followed after him silently, reveling in his presence. She always felt safe when he was near. He stopped at the library and Kagome grinned, letting him take her hand and lead her forward.
As soon as they were inside the door he pulled her to the nearest chair and sat her on his lap.
He whispered her name as a lover would and nuzzled his head into the warmth of her neck. He sighed as he felt her relax, adjusting her position so that she was more comfortable.
"My Kagome." He whispered. She stiffened and turned to him, searching his eyes intently. "What is it?" She asked, her own voice coming out in a whisper. "I have waited near a lifetime for this." He said, and took her lips in a passionate kiss.
She gasped. This move by him was totally unexpected. He used her shock to his advantage, deepening the kiss.
She returned his kiss completely, letting herself melt into him. The kiss grew in temperature until they were lying on the floor, breathlessly holding onto each other. The kiss broke and the girl gazed up with loving eyes to see the same emotion reflected back.
She closed her eyes and gave him her heart. "Aishiteru, Sesshoumaru." She whispered. A rumbling purr ushered from a well defined chest. "Aishiteru, my Kagome."
Kagome lifted her head and kissed him deeply, letting all her pent up love, worry and fear fall into him. He returned it hungrily, pulling the pins from her hair until it fell in silky waves down her back.
She moaned when his claws ran through the ebony locks, down her shoulders and to her collarbone before settling on her breasts. She pushed forward, demanding more contact. He chuckled and granted her request before sliding his hand down to part her kimono.
The layers moved easily for his hands and he touched her lovingly when he found soft skin. She gasped and kissed him again before falling back to watch him with lidded eyes. The dance between them was slow and subtle, and when they finally joined as one the heavens sang the praises of its two finest angels.
The night ended quickly and was followed by a cheery morning, but the mated pair continued on, heedless of its light.
Late into the afternoon, Kagome woke to he sounds of her daughter crying. Macha was screaming bloody murder, trying in vain to find her mother. The miko stood and discovered that Sesshoumaru was gone. Sadness came and was replaced by sudden awe when she heard the screams turn to squeals of delight.
She entered her daughter's room to find Sesshoumaru holding her lovingly, letting her play with his claws. The moment seemed frozen in time as Kagome stood beside him.
In the weeks to come Sesshoumaru would lengthen the lifespan of his chosen mate.
The war was ended three hundred years later when Kagura finally returned, broken and dying, to deliver the jewel unto Kagome, the Wielder of the Shikon no Tama. The wind sorceress lived long enough to see the end of her former master, and the world was at peace. The inu brothers stopped their feuding and lived in peace. The Miko of Legend had changed the past, giving hope to a new future.
And now I tell you the tale of my mother, children, for I am Macha. She lives to this day within the castle walls of the West, nurturing the children of the Great Lord, Sesshoumaru.
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That is THE END of this fic, k?
Macha is telling her children the story at the very end. She is very proud of her heritage and considers Sesshoumaru to be her true father. The future is changed, humans and demons live together in peace. You should see the schools. Demon and human teens fighting for the best SAT grades and the best sports teams... Sheesh!
Anyway, Ja-ne! And thanx for reading my fanfic.