Initiation | By : Angels9191 Category: InuYasha > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 10211 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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[So I'm finally back, and if any of the admins read this then I think we can forgive what happened however long ago. I understand now what I did wrong, and I overreacted. To those who used to read this, I hope you still will, and to anyone who has no idea what's going on... just enjoy, and give a review if you see fit ^_^] Chapter 10 – Fractures I pace around Katsuro’s room slowly, trying to get my thoughts together. I need to know, I have to see his face. I have to see if he’s my Kat-sama… My? Where did that come from? He doesn’t belong to me. He doesn’t belong to anyone. He is Lord Katsuro, and answers to no one but himself. Well, and Lord Sesshomaru. But no one goes against him. These thoughts are driving me insane, I must focus on something else. Kat-sama’s desk chair is pulled out slightly from the hulking oak desk. I sit down in it and my feet just barely brush the dark wood floor. The chair is cushioned slightly, but not enough to make it nearly as comfortable as I imagined. The back is severely straight, and my back hurts just sitting for a few seconds. I look around at the room, all rich colors of deep purples and subtle gold. Nothing looks extravagant, but the exquisiteness of the furnishings can be seen in the minuscule details and expert construction. The wardrobe is huge and looming, with faint carvings embossed with gold leaf. The bed is larger than some of the buildings in the slave town I used to live in. It’s four posts hold heavy-looking drapes of a royal purple, and the pillows and mattress are softer than anything I’ve ever felt in my life. I turn back to the desk, the golden gas lamp on its edge giving the dark wood a warm glow. The letters strewn about its surface are the only out of place things in the room. I look at them closely, stare at the scribbles over them, but I can’t read them. I never learned how to read. A soft nock on the carved door sets my heart racing. I can sense him outside the door, he’s come to see me. Oh gods, what am I doing? “Mizuki?” he asks softly, “Would you… would you still like to see me?” “Y-yes. Come in lord,” I say, quickly slipping off the chair and straightening the kimono as best I can. The door opens slowly, cautiously, and his shiny white head pokes in. I can’t help but think that he looks a little bit like a child who’s done something wrong. That thought quickly disappears though as he comes the rest of the way into the bedroom and closes the door silently behind him. We stand in silence for too many seconds, both trying to get a feeling for what the other is thinking. He speaks first, “Mizuki I… I didn’t think you’d want to see me after… so soon I mean,” he says nervously. I take a deep breath, trying to regain my thoughts. All I see are bright gold eyes and a muscular frame. His expression looks strained and tired. His eyes are slightly red. “I… needed to see you,” I say. Katsuro finally drops his eyes from mine and looks at the floor. “Mizuki, will you listen to me if I try to tell you something?” His question floors me. “Well, my lord… of course I will—“ He abruptly drops to his knees in front of me and throws himself to the floor, “This Katsuro cannot bare the guilt of what he has done,” he says in a pained voice. “If my beautiful lady will forgive me, I promise to be your servant, to protect you from any and all harm, even at the cost of my own life.” I can’t think, I can barely breathe, “Please, please don’t do that,” I manage to whisper. He looks back up at me, his face desperate. “I… I’m sorry Mizuki. So, so very sorry.” “Stop,” I gasp. He looks almost scared, “I know this isn’t enough, I don’t deserve your forgiveness. But I ask for it now. Please, I didn’t mean for what happened, it wasn’t what I wanted—“ I can’t take it anymore, the way he’s talking, the way he’s acting toward me. And so before I can stop myself I run the few steps it takes to get to him and fall into his warm arms. He catches me before he can really realize what’s going on as I collapse into his chest. His arms circle me and bring me in closer. “Please forgive me Mizuki,” he whispers into my hair. “What happened… I never wanted that. You must believe me.” “I do Kat-sama.” I lean back so I’m able to look into his eyes. Those warm, kind eyes that have no trace of cruelty in them, and I know that he’s back. “I needed to see you, to make sure that it was really you, and not the person who was there that night.” “That person you saw was not me, it was my father through me. I cannot deny that I am his son, but I can say that I am nothing like him.” “I know Kat-sama. I know who you are.” I feel like crying in happiness. He is still the youkai who saved me, the only one who’s ever treated me like a real person. His eyes are shining as he looks down at me, and one hand slowly cups my cheek, his long fingers push a stray piece of hair from my face. He leans closer. “I’m not my father Mizuki. You know that, don’t you?” I nod, my throat feels strange, and my stomach feels like it’s disappeared. He leans even closer, so close that I can feel his sweet breath on my lips. “I will never let anyone harm you again. I promise you that. And I will get you your freedom. No matter what,” he whispers. I nod, my head is fogged, my heart beating fast. His smell consumes me and quickens my breath. I am safe. Safe with my Kat-sama. Then his lips are on mine. The kiss is softer than a butterfly’s wings. Warm, strong, reassuring. I lean closer and let him envelope me in his embrace, and I feel the cold emptiness that has leaked into me and turned my heart to stone, finally fracture and break open. All of the emotion that years of suffering and abuse has buried, finally let out in that one timid kiss. [Short one, but it's a big moment. I'll update in a few weeks. Love you all, thanks for reading]
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