Web of Lies (Naraku/OC/Kagewaki Hitomi) | By : Crystal_Tsukino Category: InuYasha > General > DarkFic Views: 903 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: Inuyasha and it's characters does not belong to me, only the OCs that will appear in the story are mine, yet I have no personal interest of profit with it. It's free entertainment from a fan to fans. |
My head is spinning... Annabelle turned her body, laying over a soft surface. Then, she covered her mouth with one hand, trying to mitigate an awful nausea twirling from her stomach to her tongue. Her eyes opened to see the ceiling trundling in endless circles. I feel so heavy! Anna realized as soon as she tried to sit. Although she has inclined her body ahead, it's weight just acted like an invisible force pulling her back to where she once has been laid. A futon. The western lass realized at last.
By her side, Annabelle noticed a presence. Looking sideways, the western woman saw a fair yokai dressed in an elegant kimono, her silhouette lightened by the soft candle light.
"So you're finally awake!" Kagura crossed her arms and chuckled. "Naraku told me to keep an eye at you. It seems that you have been a very naughty girl" She mocked.
"Just what I need..." Annabelle mumbled while resuming to gaze at the ceiling. Understanding where she was made her feel even more sick. Little by little, her most recent remembrances have been painted like a canvas within her mind. Anna remembered every sweet, then bitter details of a stormy night, and an inner pain shuddered her joints.
While Naraku is playing with your feelings, he is stalking me like a crow. Do not ever feel special. Those Kikyo's warning words were purchasing Annabelle right in that moment, and still all of her being was dealing with such a great suffering, she did not allow a single tear to drop. Her widened turquoise orbs didn't even blink, focused on the decayed wall ahead, her hands crossed over the belly.
"So, you and Naraku..." A malicious smirk grew on the Wind Sorceress lips, an then she sounded a suggestive hum.
"Where is he?" Annabelle just asked.
"Worry not, it won't take to long before you see him again" Naraku's incarnation opened her fan and began to cool herself off.
"Did she wake up already?" Another female voice echoed, it came from the door and was very familiar to Annabelle's ear.
"Ailyn..." Her eyes half closed in disappointment. That bastard hanyo was taking advantage of Ailyn's ambition and vanity just to manipulate her. How could she be so blind?
"Naraku is waiting for you in his chambers" The blond twin entered the room "Isn't it better to be dressed properly?" She pondered while seeing Annabelle covered only by a baboon pelt. "Let us see what we have here" Ailyn went to a chest in the corner of the room. "Kagura, give me a hand" She opened the wooden arch and rummaged the garments in there. "Come on, stop being so lazy!" The Red Rose scolded.
"So now must I dress Naraku's little whore up?" Kagura rolled her eyes and snorted, while coming near to Ailyn, yet she didn't put one hand inside the chest, just stood observing till the woman pull a green dress, with some pink roses embroidered over it's vast skirt. "That is good enough!" So Kagura got that from Anna's sister's hands and threw the garment to the red-haired lass' reach.
"She has no conditions to dress up by herself. Can you be so stupid to not notice?" Ailyn teased Kagura.
"Don't you value your life, woman?" She answered in an outrageous tone "Have you forgot that you're only a human while I'm a yokai?" Her fan was pointed to that creature's face, she could tear that soft beautiful skin into pieces if she wanted, though the only thing Kagura did was to turn around and walk back to the door. "She is your sister, you may put this dress on her on your own" That said, the Wind Sorceress left the room hitting her feet over the floor.
"She is grumpy like that all the time, you will get used to it" Ailyn spoke like she was mentioning the most trivial subject, while she bent beside Annabelle's futon and helped her to sit.
"Why are you doing this?" Still weak, Anna has no will to protest against her sister manipulating her body, yet, her gaze didn't run from her sibling's. "Why are you submitting yourself to his whims?" She asked as Ailyn was helping her to dress up.
"Oh, please, do not misunderstand me" The golden-haired twin carelessly chuckled. "I only do what I want to do and nothing else" In each word, she was making the movement to tie Annabelle's corset hard, without gentleness, making the lass feel even more dizzy. "And now that I have a Shikon's shard, I can be young and powerful evermore" Ailyn smiled arrogantly, now arranging the last details of Anna's clothes. "Alright, it is done, you look more beautiful than ever, although your gloomy face".
"Naraku won't let you keep this shard Ailyn" Anna held her only family's arm with all the strength she had left.
"We may go now" The blonde twin just ignored her words and gesture, then took her hand and pulled Annabelle up. "He waits for you". It has been more harder then she has expected, but Ailyn had being well succeeded on putting the White Rose on her feet at the end.
"I don't want to go..." Belle protested in vain while her sister was guiding her with one arm on her waist, sharing some necessary balance.
Annabelle wished that dark corridor would never have an end, however soon she found herself desolated by the cruelest of realities. Reaching her destination, Anna's body was simple threw by the hands of her sister into the Spider's bedroom.
Her hands splayed over the floor, preventing her face to hit against it. So, she lifted her sight and captured his visage. Naraku was sitting in the corner of the large, almost empty chamber. There was a futon next to the wall, a candle burning low and that was all. The window was framing the silver full moon, it's pale light shining over the quiet hanyo.
At last, Naraku got up from his place and started his slow, graceful steps into his target's direction. So, fulfilled by a smoothing anguish, Annabelle has gathered her strengths to drag her body to the door. She turned to it, just to realize the only entrance was already close, and her sister has vanished, leaving her only with her tormentor.
"Are you in suffer?" He serenely asked, already by her side. "You know it has no need to be like this".
She miserably hit the door with her tremulous fists. The hanyo was aware Annabelle would do all she could just to ignore him. He knew how hurt she must have been feeling, so instead persisting on poking those wounds, Naraku kneeled beside her, caught her arms and brought Anna to himself.
"Why are you doing this to me?" She moaned in defeat. "What have I done to you torture me in such a way?" Saliva went down her throat with a bitter taste, while her gaze focused on Naraku's looks. In that night he was wearing Kagewaki's noble clear kimono. Looking at him in those costumes finally made Annabelle feel the weight of her last actions. She felt thorns crossing her soul, reminding her of what she had become - a betrayer.
"It is you who tortures my thoughts, Annabelle Rose" His fingers entangled in her hair. "I cannot allow this to happen any longer".
"I was the only one who ever treated you with decency and fondness!" She appealed, her arms waving down as they were inanimate objects.
"And that is the very reason why you became a problem" He took Anna into his arms and carried her to the futon.
"So your beloved Kikyo was right the whole time, and I was a fool when I chose to ignore her warning..." She yearned low and languid, as were all of her features in that instant, her joints were inertial over the futon, just like a morbid china doll.
"I cannot and will not allow my human heart to disturb me on achieving my goal, Annabelle. I am very sorry for it, sincerely". He moved away some ginger locks which were partially covering her lethargic face.
"Is it what you really want?" At last Anna stared at Naraku, inevitably shaking him within.
"No need to worry, it will not hurt too much, nor you will proceed to suffer, I promise you..." He changed the subject, as his reluctant hand entered his kimono's collar.
"Will you kill me?" She seemed to be resigned with the idea. It would be better to be murdered than to face the situation ahead: Naraku took a tiny darkened lozenge-shaped shard from his clothes. A red light was covering the object. "No..." Finally the foreigner lass agitated her limbs and tried to get up, her white aura oscillated around, yet soon it was gone. So she began to drag herself behind, attempting to get distance from him. The hanyo ceased her endeavor only with one arm pushing Anna to lay down again. "Don't you dare!" She hissed.
"You have pushed me into that" Naraku leaned his body over hers, his legs cornering Anna's agitated ones, then he has suspended her head, holding it by the nape, and approached the gem's shard to her gasping bosom. "If I am not able to defile you with my deeds, may the Jewel of Four Souls solve the matter".
"No!" She pressed her fingers and nails on her captor's shoulders, pushing him. Her arms trembled and then their joints flexed, already exhausted while Naraku was inclining himself upon her even more. Again, Annabelle concentrated her every pore to cast her aura back. Yet, the limpid luminescence was so feeble that wouldn't be enough to purify the shard almost touching her skin. "Release me!" The White Rose yelled hysterically, struggling her arms and legs the little she still could. A firm arm entwined her and pressed her chest against the hanyo's rigid abdomen, finally immobilizing her. "You are suffocating me!" Belle protested, yet the only answer she received was his hot breathing blowing upon her neck.
Naraku has hidden his face under those flaming locks of hers, diving his nose, capturing her scent in a deep exhalation. His hand stroked his prey's back, till she stop to attempt moving. Annabelle, with her chin resting between his shoulder and neck, fixed her gaze on the lunar sphere beyond the frame. The shinny stellar veil reflected on her foggy globes.
"Look at me" He said, not as a demand, but almost as an entreaty, his fingers lost underneath the orange locks on the back of her head. "Come on Annabelle, I wish to see your eyes".
After a long, painful blink, the lass threw her head behind, finally meeting his glare. Naraku has seen behind her angry look an enormous grief. In that night, her two pieces of sky wasn't sunny, a storm was locked inside their borders and would not be allowed to descend.
"So gorgeous..." The spider slid softly his fingers tips over her cheeks, jaw and chin, contouring her features as he was sinking under those blue gems glazed into his red ones. "I have never seen nor shall see anything similar to you again" He caught one amount of ginger hair fallen over her breast and smelled it. "You will probably not remember any of this in a little while, so I see no reason for hiding it" His nose rubbed on hers lightly "You take over my senses, just as Kikyo does or even more" He whispered his confession with eyes almost sealed. Her turquoises expanded, a moan scaped from her parted lips, and when it would turn into a word, his mouth anxiously silenced it.
Annabelle howled inside that insane, voracious kiss, for a sharpen claw was opening a superficial wound between her breasts. Not so long after, something burned inside her chest, it must have been the tiny object deposited in there. Everything around her got darkened, suddenly there was no moon, neither stars, there was no Naraku, there were nothing beyond a feeling of an infernal burning along the screams of a thousand voices singing songs about her worst fears and feelings like they knew Anna from her birth.
And then, all of sudden, an intense light burst of her body. The entire Naraku's room glowed pure whiteness and the hanyo has been thrown far, hitting hard into the floor, breaking it.
"What was that?!" The hanyo exclaimed, narrowing his eyes so he could have a better sight of the scenery ahead.
Annabelle was floating in the middle of the phantasmic chamber. Her vast revolted hair waving in the air.
What have I done?! Naraku thought.
It was too late...
To be Continued...
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