Adult-FanFiction.org : Inuyasha / Yashahime

This is Gonna be Fun (uncensored)	By : szaugg Category: InuYasha > General Views: 38395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.

Chapter List
- 23
- 24
- 25
Disclaimer: I own no rights to anything Inuyasha
related, don�t make any money off of it, either.
A/N Thanks to Entropy9 for the comment�you were absolutely right!
Can�t believe I missed it, but it�s fixed now. Thanks again! Once
again, I have no idea how this chapter ended up the way it did. I would swear
the characters just banded together and took over. Also, sorry to say, I have now reached the limits of what is already written, so from now on, it's usually at least a week between updates, waaaah. Just warning ya!
Some insights into the mind of the author: Personally, I think there�s a
reason that hentai and bad guy rhyme.
Or in other words, if there�s a bad guy in a chapter of mine, you are pretty
much guaranteed that he or she is going to be coming on to someone. I�m
just bent that way.;-) Man, I wonder what happens when I start trying to write
some darker fics�oooh,
baby, the things those bad guys will do, muahahahaha.
Ahem, sorry, back to the story�

Chapter 24 � Sacrificial What?
Miroku opened his eyes and looked around, groggy
and confused as he tried to figure out where he was and what was going
on. After a few moments, he closed his eyes, sighing to himself.
�Well, isn�t this just lovely.�
�No fucking kidding.� said Inuyasha from off to
his left, and Miroku looked over to see Inuyasha in the same situation as he: stripped down to his fundoshi, sitting against a rather damp stone wall, hands
manacled above his head, ankles chained to the floor. Freezing. The windowless
room was huge, about the size of a small temple, with what looked like a flat,
black splattered altar against one side and a few more empty sets of manacles
and chains attached farther down their own wall. Torches ringed the
walls, lighting it to daylight brightness, and showing what looked to be the
only exit: a large wooden door opposite them.
Miroku looked up at his right hand and smiled
viciously. The beads were wrapped in a different pattern than he usually
had them. I imagine that gave them a shock when they tried to take them
off, he thought. Whoever �they� were, that is. As he his head started to
clear, he looked around more intensely, searching.
�Where�s Sango?
�Where the hell is Kagome?� Inuyasha said at the
same time.
Inuyasha started swearing, yanking at his manacles
as Miroku focused on rubbing his wrists back and
forth to see how much play he had. Could his hands slip through?
They stilled as the door opened and a small group of black clad figures came
in. They reminded Inuyasha a bit of some ninja
clans he�d run across before, shinobi shozoko tight against their bodies, covering their
faces. Fucking melodramatic bastards.
�What the hell did you do to Kagome, you bastards! You better not have
hurt her!� Manacles rattling, Inuyasha glared
fiercely at them. Miroku watched silently,
analyzing.
One of the men had already partially undressed, his face bare, and he
stepped forward, head tilted slightly as he examined them. He was small
and patrician featured, his hair pulled tightly back into a long braid. He
ignored Inuyasha�s rantings
as he stared down at them.
�What the fuck did you do with our women?!� Stupid, weak, human
body! He�d be free by now if not for that!
After an irritated look to Inuyasha, the man
responded curtly. �Nothing. To my knowledge, they are sleeping in the
exact position we left them in.� He shrugged, gestured, and the others
arrayed themselves behind him to face the pair chained to the wall.

�So Inuyasha and I were your only targets?� asked Miroku. At the man�s nod, Miroku
closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the freezing stone in
relief. At least Sango and the others were
safe�
�Quite an interesting hand you have there.�
Miroku opened his eyes quickly on hearing the
voice so near to him. The man was crouching next to him, dark eyes
staring up at his hand as he reached out to touch Miroku�s
beads.   �Don�t touch those!� he couldn�t stop himself from
exclaiming, his head filled with visions of his kazaana
completely uncontrolled on his manacled hand.
The man chuckled. �Oh don�t worry. I�ve already lost one of my
men to that hand. We were just lucky someone was behind you at the time
and could rewrap it.� He moved his hand away, continuing to stare at Miroku as he sat on his heels, examining Miroku�s face with a light in his eyes that Inuyasha didn�t quite trust.
�What the fuck do you want with us?� Inuyasha
growled, trying to bring the man�s attention back to himself. If they
were going to do something to them, better they started with him first.
If he could survive until sunrise, he�d be able to heal from a lot more abuse
than Miroku could recover from.
The man glanced over at him for a moment but didn�t move from his spot in
front of Miroku.
�Possibly nothing,� he said. �We�ll see once the priest returns.� His
eyes ran down Miroku�s near naked body slowly and he
smiled as he looked into the surprised monk�s eyes. �I�ll be honest, I�m
rather hoping the priest decides he can�t use you, monk. As I said, we
lost one of my men to that hand of yours. I think you could make a worthwhile
replacement.�
Miroku narrowed his eyes. �I�ll have to decline
your offer.� he said stiffly. His breath hissed through his teeth as the
man casually backhanded him in the face.
�I don�t believe I implied you have a choice in the matter.�
�You�re a fucking idiot if you think you can force Miroku
to fight for you, dumbass.� Inuyasha
sneered, trying to get his attention again. He had to get him away from Miroku. There was just something about how this guy was
acting� He had to find a way to protect Miroku,
dammit. �He�s a wuss
anyway. Can�t fight for shit if it wasn�t for that hand of his.� he
lied. Wouldn�t hurt to play down their abilities a bit.
Looking at the blood dripping down Miroku�s chin
from his split lip, the man smiled and reached over to wipe it off with a slim
finger. �I never said I wanted him to fight for me.� He said,
licking Miroku�s blood off his finger slowly as he
watched him.
Eyes hardening, Miroku stared at him. �You�d
have to kill me first.� He said quietly.
�Again, what makes you think you have a choice in the matter/�
Inuyasha looked between the two of them.
What the fuck were they talking about? �Hey, what the fuck are you
talking about, you asshole?� Miroku and the man
stared at each other silently. �Hey! Answer me, dammit!�
�He wants a toy, Inuyasha, not a soldier.� Miroku replied softly, not taking his eyes from the darkly
clad man crouched in front of him. It took Inuyasha
a moment to figure it out. He was planning on molesting Miroku?!
�WHAT? You fucking, perverted, son of a bitch! Stay the hell
away from Miroku, you hear me! Why don�t you
come over here and try that sort of shit and see how you like getting your
balls kicked up into your throat! Hey! I�m talking to you, you
limp-dicked little freak!�
The man muttered under his breath, �Uncouth peasant.� He looked down at Miroku�s muscular legs, reaching down, spreading his palm
across Miroku�s knee and sliding it up his
thigh.
�Take your hand off me.� Miroku said coldly,
gritting his teeth as the man dug his hand into his inner thigh hard enough
that his nails drew blood.
�Leave him the fuck alone, you bastard!� Inuyasha
pulled at his manacles as hard as he could, desperately trying to figure out
how to get over to his friend. Miroku�s face
was tense with pain; that asshole was hurting him! There had to be
some way he could help! He started growling under his breath as his human
body, stupid worthless piece of shit, wasn�t up to the task. He couldn�t
believe this was happening, and he couldn�t do anything to keep this fucker
away from Miroku!
�You really are delicious.� The man said, staring into Miroku�s
eyes. Ignoring the small wounds he�d just made, he brought his hand up to run
his fingers across Miroku�s chest, scraping his nails
against the monk�s nipples as he tried to make him react. He smiled at Miroku�s determined, blank face. �I think you may be
a bit overdressed, Monk.� he said, his hand starting to move lower, �I
believe I�m going to have to��
�Renjiro! Leave them be! � A commanding voice
boomed out from the doorway. The man jumped up with alacrity, turning to
bow deeply to the finely dressed newcomer.
�Of course, Hisao-sama�
�You didn�t pollute him, did you?� Hisao asked,
his supercilious voice grating across Inuyasha�s
nerves immediately, ruining any momentary gratitude he�d had that the man had
interrupted the ninja asshole. Hisao�s smooth
face and commanding attitude seemed completely at odds with each other.
�I wouldn�t dream of it, Hisao-sama, unless the
priest determines that he would not suit your purpose.� Hisao nodded, satisfied, and came over to look at both Miroku and Inuyasha.
�I take it you are the one responsible for kidnapping us?� Miroku asked, looking up at lordling
in disdain. Hisao ignored him.
�Hey, my friend asked you a question, you sheep fucker!� Inuyasha
growled. Renjiro drew his sword and started
toward Inuyasha until Hisao
held up his hand.
�If he�s impure, you may kill him as painfully as you desire, Renjiro. Until then, restrain yourself, understand?� Renjiro nodded and sheathed his sword, scowling furiously
at Inuyasha. Inuyasha
smiled back at him, baring non-existent fangs. Just wait until dawn,
you prick, and we�ll see who gets killed.
Entering slowly through the doorway, a young, oily looking priest entered
the room, holding a rosy colored sphere and a weathered scroll in his
arms. He bowed briefly to Hisao, placed the
scroll on the altar, and came towards Miroku and Inuyasha.
�Are you certain they will fulfill the requirements of the spell? � Hisao asked, glancing at Miroku
and Inuyasha as though they were something unpleasant
stuck to the bottom of his slipper. �It still seems rather�unnatural.�
�I believe it will, my Lord, but now that we are here, we can discover if
they will be suitable. This should work as it did last time, unless
they�ve� Well, we can make certain, now.� He held up the sphere and
brought it towards Miroku�s head, ignoring the monk�s
efforts to avoid it. As soon as it touched him it glowed a bright,
healthy pink. He performed the same ritual on Inuyasha,
with the same results, although Inuyasha�s head had
to be restrained by two of Renjiro�s men before the
priest could touch it. Smiling, he turned back to Hisao.
�They can be used for tomorrow�s ceremony.�
Hisao nodded, pleased, and looked over to Renjiro.
�Watch them, Renjiro. And Renjiro? When these two are brought forward, I expect
that sphere to turn as pink at the ceremony as it is right now, understand?� Renjiro bowed low in acceptance, keeping his head down
until Hisao and the priest had departed from the room
and the door closed behind them.
He turned back to Miroku. �A pity, Houshi. You would have made a entertaining
plaything.�
�Not as entertaining as you might think,� Miroku
said harshly. He stared at Renjiro, trying not
to shiver from the cold that had seeped into his skin from the stone
surrounding him. �You still haven�t told us your master�s purpose in holding us
here.�
�Yeah, what the hell do you jerks think you�re doing, anyway, you sick
fuck.�
Renjiro looked down at them a moment and then
smirked �I think I will tell you. Hisao-sama�s
pet priest has been helping him regain his youth with a very old scroll of
spells he acquired. As long as he can continue to make acceptable blood
sacrifices at the proper times, he can achieve immortality.� He shrugged
slightly, �It�s a rather distasteful business, but loyalty to Hisao-sama definitely has its rewards.�
�So we�re to be the sacrifices, is that it?� Miroku
said.
�What was up with that lame, pink ball then?� Inuyasha
asked angrily. �What, he�s gonna glow us to
death?�
Smirk. �It�s a very traditional spell, in it�s own way. The sacrifices
must be virginal. The priest created that sphere to measure if your purity
is of an acceptable level to be used in this particular spell.�
Miroku and Inuyasha
stared at him silently, then shared a disbelieving glance with each
other.
�Are you trying to tell me that we are supposed to be sacrificed
as�as�� Miroku didn�t seem to be able to finish the
sentence.
Renjiro leered at Miroku
again, �That�s right. You�re the virgins.�
After a moment of silence, Inuyasha and Miroku started laughing.
�Oh shit, you think we�re virgins!� Inuyasha
asked, trying to catch his breath in between guffaws. �Wow, did you fuck
up, you dumbshit! Miroku
hasn�t been a virgin since before his voice changed!�
Miroku looked over at Inuyasha.
�Don�t act so smug, Inuyasha. They were only
off by about a week for you.� he laughed.
�Shut up, houshi.� Inuyasha
blushed even as he continued to laugh. �Virgins. What a bunch of
idiots.�
Miroku looked up at Renjiro
and stopped laughing as he realized Renjiro wasn�t
reacting to their mockery. His smirk had grown larger, if anything.

�I don�t believe you understand exactly what type of virgins we�re talking
about.� Renjiro said, looking at Miroku
again. �As traditional as it is, the spell�s wording is somewhat�open to
interpretation.�
�What the hell does that mean?� Inuyasha demanded.
�You�re either a virgin or you�re not, idiot.�
Renjiro crouched in front of Miroku,
glancing slyly over at Inuyasha at the same
time.   �Well, have you ever had a man inside your body?� he
asked.
�Hell no!!� Inuyasha spat.
�I should say not.� Miroku exclaimed, looking at Renjiro in distaste.
�Then you�re a virgin.� Renjiro said, reaching out
to flip a piece of Miroku�s hair out of his
face. Miroku jerked his head back and glared at
him.
�Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me!� Inuyasha
blurted out. �That�s not what makes a virgin! It�s sex, you idiot,
not whether or not someone has, whether they�ve�.it has to do with who I�ve
been in, not who�s been in me!!!�
�As far as the spell�s concerned, if you�re over the age of 15 and you�ve
never lost your virginity �to a man,� then you qualify as a virgin.�
Miroku stared at him. �A virgin.� He said
flatly.
�Mmm hmmm.�
�Inuyasha and I are to be sacrificed�as virgins.� Miroku said in a stronger voice.
�I believe that�s what I just said, yes.� Renjiro
was smiling broadly at this point.
�That is the most ridiculous thing I�ve ever heard.� Miroku
started breathing hard. Inuyasha looked over at
him curiously. He was actually starting to sound, well, almost flustered.
�You cannot use our blood for a spell that requires the blood of virgins!
It�s completely impossible!�
�Oh it�s possible. You�ll be the second set of men who we�ve used, and
the last trio�s blood worked just as well as the women before them. Accept
it. At noon tomorrow, you�re blood will be spilled on that altar and
you�ll help the Lord continue his immortality.�
�There is no way that I am going to be a �a sacrificial virgin!!� Miroku said in a strangled voice.
Renjiro grinned at Miroku,
obviously enjoying himself �Hisao-sama thought
is was somewhat�perverse�to use men instead of women, I�ll admit, but finding
virginal girls of the right age has become almost impossible lately.
Beggars can�t be choosers and all that. Don�t worry, though, you�ll have
a few hours to make your peace with it.� He said, looking at Miroku�s body again, shaking his head before standing back
up. �And you were a virgin, too. Truly a pity I won�t be able to
take more time to get to know you, monk.�
�The sentiment is not mutual, I assure you.� said Miroku,
recovering his equilibrium long enough to reply with icy politeness.
Renjiro gave orders to the men still waiting
behind him, obviously setting up shifts for the guards before he left.
Eventually, two men remained across the room, standing on either side of the
door, watching Inuyasha and Miroku
closely.
Inuyasha was chortling softly to himself.
�They�re not doing anything until noon? Ha, they are toast as soon as the
sun comes up. They�re gonna regret EVER messin� with us.� He gloated quietly.
Miroku had lapsed into staring and mutters after Renjiro left the room. He mumbled to himself under
his breath. �A virgin? A virgin! They cannot possibly think
that they can� This is unbelievable.�
So, he�s stoic in the face of being molested by some perverted� ninja
guy, but being called a virgin completely freaks him out?
The mind of a hentai is obviously a convoluted and
scary thing, his conscience replied. Although we gotta
remember this the next time he pisses us off.
Hell yeah. The mileage I�m gonna get outta this one will last me for years.
After a few minutes, Miroku finally recovered from
his state of virginity-induced shock. �Inuyasha, can
you do anything about these cuffs yet?� He asked under his breath.
�No, I think we�ve still got a couple of hours to go before my strength is
back. Feels that way, anyway.�
�Damnation.�
�Oh, don�t wet yourself, houshi. I�ll be hanyou again long before they do anything to us.�
�That is not what I was concerned with, Inuyasha.
We have to get out of here before the women start looking for us!�
�Shit, I hadn�t thought of that. They�ll run right into these guys,
son of a bitch.�
�That�s not the problem either!!� Miroku hissed.
�If Sango finds out that I�m slated to be a virgin
sacrifice, I will never live it down. I think I would rather be
sacrificed than have that happen. We have to escape from here before the
women find us!�
Inuyasha laughed at him. �Oh, you don�t have to
worry about that, �cause I am going to tell everybody about this one. Miroku the hentai as a
virgin? We�re all gonna laugh our asses
off!�
Miroku glared at him. �Oh really? One word, Inuyasha: Shippou.� Inuyasha stopped laughing, thought a moment about the kitsune and life with him after he heard about Inuyasha as a virgin sacrifice.
�We have to get out of here before the women start looking for us.� Inuyasha said frantically.
�Exactly.�

A/N I hope you�re enjoying it! Oh, I should say, I�m trying to keep
the boys here in character in how they�d react to the idea of guy/guy. Not
trying to make any statement on it otherwise, ya
know?
- 23
- 24
- 25
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

This is Gonna be Fun (uncensored)