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�Rare Blood�
By: God of Insanity
Pairing(s): Naraku/Sesshoumaru
Summary: Sesshoumaru was just a human minding his own business when one night a strange man paid him a visit�and changed his world.
Warning(s): M/M YAOI, LEMONS, AU(Modern Day), SesshUKE(human), Blood, Oral, Maledom, D/s, NaraVAMP, Character Death, and other warnings apply.
A/N: I�m sick atm and well�crampin� and stuff. I hate it when I get hit by two different horrible things. This would have been out sooner but when I�m sick�it�s hard to concentrate and such. Well, hope you enjoy this chapter. If it sucks�I blame the virus!
Important Note: If I haven�t said so before, I am considering working on a few of my older stories soon. I�m thinking�Breaking Grace and When All Callousness Fails. So if you are fans of either/both of those stories, this may come as good news to you!
Disclaimer(s): I do not own any of the InuYasha characters, the manga, the anime, or anything related to it. I merely own my own ideas and the effort I put into these fan fictions. I make no profit whatsoever.
Chapter 3: "Verzweifelter Engel"
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It was unbearably chilly in the entire shrine on a quiet, pitch black night. No rodents made a single peep and no lights were lit. It seemed deceptively abandoned.
Long, tapered fingers ran through lengthy straight silver hair in a display of what could be called affection. Or something akin to someone reverently polishing their trophy.
Sesshoumaru lay on his side with his back to the vampire. He stared at the wall blankly with half-lidded eyes. His body felt cold and he shivered involuntarily from the chill that creeped through his body. He didn�t even bother to cover himself up because his fragile state of mind was distracting him.
Naraku frowned and didn�t fail to notice the other male�s discomfort. He pulled Sesshoumaru up flush against his body and covered both of them with a blanket. The vampire wasn�t cold and never could feel the cold no matter how many degrees dropped in temperature. In spite of that fact, his own body still produced body heat.
Sesshoumaru growled at the feeling of Naraku�s arms snaked around him. He didn�t want to be touched right now, least of all by that bloody vampire. He knew that if the other man wanted to hold him that he didn�t have any choice in the matter, anyway. Besides, he was too exhausted to fight him or anything else for the matter.
It had been a couple of weeks since he had been abducted and brought to this unholy little shrine. Each night was pretty much the same. Sesshoumaru would insult and attack Naraku. Naraku would usually take the blow or block it. Then the human would be dragged off somewhere to be properly fucked and drained of his blood.
There was a difference in each night and at first Sesshoumaru didn�t notice it. Every night, Naraku would come to him ten minutes later than the night before. As each night had passed, the imprisoned man became increasingly aware that his captor took longer and longer to come for him. The longer the vampire took to come drove the human closer to something akin to insanity. Sesshoumaru would find himself anxiously pacing his room back and forth, back and forth while waiting for Naraku to arrive.
While it was true he partly anticipated Naraku�s advances, he also dreaded them. He hated the sex and being bitten, but he loved it at the same time. The vampire was his addiction now, and like an addiction, he didn�t want it, but he needed it. This was a confusing thing to him and he had never dealt with something that was this much of a paradox.
Sesshoumaru hadn�t been a virgin the first night that they had copulated. He had had a few partners before, but it had never been fulfilling. He had been taken once, and didn�t much like it, but that was most likely because the man that had taken him had been rough and impatient. Most of the time, his boyfriends always wanted to bottom and while it was pleasurable in some ways, it always left Sesshoumaru feeling hollow and dissatisfied. He never initiated sex anymore and never encouraged it, either. It basically felt like work to him and since he wasn�t getting paid for it, there was no point in doing such an arduous task.
But with Naraku, it was pure bliss to Sesshoumaru and it felt like nothing he had ever felt before. The dark-haired man dominated him in every way and the hazel-eyed man was more than happy to relinquish sexual control to the vampire.
It was like a dream. A dark dream wrapped around a cage with the promise of death peering through the bars.
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Sesshoumaru sat up quickly when he felt the vampire start to kiss his neck and touch his body again. His rising desire wasn�t against it, but his mind was. He looked down at the vampire and sighed.
Naraku sat up and leaned back on his elbows. He looked up curiously at his delectable little human. �Something the matter, precious?�
�Who are you?�
The vampire stared at him quizzically. �You already know my name. I doubt you forgot it because you screamed it enough.�
The human�s cheeks blushed brightly and he looked away for a moment in an effort to rid himself of the images of the vampire fucking him till he cried out his name. He exhaled deeply then turned and looked at the inhuman�sexy creature that barely had the blanket covering his hips. �Be that as it may, a name is a name. All I know about you is that you�re a vampire. You�re gay. And you abduct people. That is all I know.�
Large hands gripped the human�s hips, easily lifted him in the air, and placed him down on his groin. The only thing that separated them was the thin cloth.
Sesshoumaru could feel the vampire�s half-erect length, but it still didn�t distract him enough. �You know everything there is to know about me, yet I know nothing about you.�
Long tapered fingers lightly trailed down Sesshoumaru�s chest, down his lightly defined abs, and then they stopped at his flaccid cock. He touched it lightly with the tips of his nails and was almost shocked when it hardened as quickly as it did. �There is nothing to know.�
�That tells me absolutely nothing.� The hazel-eyed human bit his bottom lip and glared down at the cryptic vampire. He was intensely curious and wanted his curiosity to be sated. He wanted to know who his captor was. It pained him to admit it, but this deviant man was his lover now. He didn�t know what else to call it. He wondered if he would ever get to leave, and if he did somehow manage to escape, would he want to? In some ways it began to feel as if he were starting to suffer from Stockholm Syndrome.
Naraku sat up and wrapped his arms around the smaller man in his lap. He brushed his lips against Sesshoumaru�s, and then whispered, �Sometimes�it is better not to know.�
Sesshoumaru snorted, but then gasped when the sheet was jerked away and something hard glided into his already used entrance without any resistance. He hissed at the feeling of hard flesh balls deep inside him. It wasn�t long before hands gripped his hips while they guided him up and down in a slow, yet deep pace. The human�s hazel eyes slid shut and he tilted his head back until his throat was temptingly bared. He felt Naraku�s mouth worship his chest and then his neck with languid kisses. There was no rush and there was no frantic, desperate need. No matter how tired or sore he was, he could never refuse this.
Placing his hands on Naraku�s shoulders, the human used them as leverage to help rise and push himself down on the vampire�s erection. His own arousal was trapped in between their bodies and it rubbed deliciously between them with each movement they both made. He bit down hard on his bottom lip until it drew blood that trickled down his chin, neck, and chest.
While the dark-haired man continued to plunge himself into the smaller male, he leisurely licked up the trail of blood. His tongue and mouth traveled up the human�s chest until he reached his neck. He lapped up the blood as if it were the sweetest honey. It wasn�t long until he licked the blood from the slighter male�s chin and ultimately clashed his lips with Sesshoumaru�s. He kissed him reverently in a way that made the shorter man feel utterly possessed by him. The vampire then caught the young man�s bottom lip in his teeth and sucked on it as if he couldn�t get enough of it.
The slow, yet fervent love making seemed to last for hours to the both of them. It was the first time that either of them had taken the time to pace themselves. Usually it was fast, hard, resulted in a lot of screaming, and ended quickly. It felt good either way, but somehow this way it felt more intimate.
It wasn�t until Naraku sank his teeth into Sesshoumaru�s neck that the human reached his climax and came between their bodies. During his orgasm, his inner muscles clamped down hard on Naraku�s cock. The vampire thrusted into him a few more times until he, too, reached his peak and that tight body milked him for every drop he had.
Sesshoumaru lay partially on top of the other man and nuzzled his face into the larger man�s chest. He almost purred when he felt those powerful arms snake around him and pull him closer. He felt asleep to the other man stroking his silken silver hair.
This would be the last night that the captive human felt at peace.
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As Sesshoumaru ate, he watched Kanna play with one of her dolls. He couldn�t help but feel curious about her. He wondered what exactly Kagura was and who Kanna�s sure was. Then the thought struck him that Naraku could be her father. That bothered him in a way that he didn�t care to dwell on.
Despite the fact he didn�t want to think on it any longer, he couldn�t help the thoughts that plagued him.�If Kanna is Naraku�s daughter, then that would make Kanna at least half vampire��
Kagura seated herself next to Sesshoumaru and joined him in watching the child play. �She�s older than you are, you know.�
The human looked at Kagura in both shock and amazement. �How old?�
�She�ll be 100 next fall.�
Sesshoumaru looked down at his barely touched plate. �Does that mean you�re�what he is?�
Kagura nodded. �Sort of.�
Kanna started brushing the doll�s hair and appeared to be oblivious to the pair of adults. She seemed to be lost in her own little world.
�What do you mean, sort of?� Sesshoumaru asked incredulously.
The woman sighed and didn�t take her eyes off of her child. �We�re more alike than you think, Sesshoumaru. Kanna is my heart. Without her there is no meaning. He knows that so well. He keeps you and me here because he has both of our hearts.�
Sesshoumaru snorted doubtfully at that. �He doesn�t have mine.� Then he added in his own head, �No one does.�
�So you think. He�ll find a way to keep you from leaving here alive.�
�Why don�t you just take her and leave?� He asked with one of his thin black eyebrows arched.
�I already tried that once.� Kagura spoke quietly, her small hands twisting almost nervously in her lap.
�What did he do?�
�Nothing. That�s what scared me. He just glanced at me, and then he stared at Kanna for a long time. I don�t need to hear him explain it to know what that look meant.�
�What did he mean?�
Kagura whispered, �He would kill her.�
Sesshoumaru�s eyes were unfocused as he softly said, �That�s terrible.�
Kagura nodded in agreement. �You probably assumed that Kanna is his daughter.�
Sesshoumaru looked at her and gave her a short nod.
�You must promise me that you will not tell him what I have said. If he finds out that I told you, he may hurt or kill my child. The reason I�m even talking about any of this now is because he�s not even in the shrine tonight.� Kagura solemnly spoke, her red eyes focused seriously on the human man.
With a silent sigh, �I promise.�
�He�s my brother. Well, half brother. I am what you would call a dhampir. Half-human, half-vampire.� Kagura explained and then paused to take a sip of green herbal tea. As an afterthought, she added, �Kanna is not Naraku�s daughter. He detests woman and would never �lower� himself, as he calls it.�
Sesshoumaru sighed in relief. �Why does he treat you the way he does?�
The dhampir�s ruby eyes darkened as if she recalled something foreboding. �He wasn�t always this way, believe it or not. Once he has been angered, he does not forgive...� Kagura�s voice faltered a bit as if she were recalling something dreadful.
�You don�t have to tell me if it�s too painful.�
The half-vampire woman shook away her morbid thoughts and took a deep breath. �No, it has been a long time. For so long�I wanted, no, needed someone to talk to. It still hurts as if it had happened yesterday.�
�What happened?�
Kagura�s eyes held a faraway look in them as she talked. �A century ago, there was this human man called Shiro. I often went to the same park because it was so peaceful. One day, he sat down on a bench and talked to me. After that day, he came every day to talk to me. Shiro was such a nice man and it was easy to talk to him, too. It felt as if we had been friends for a long time. It didn�t take long for me to fall in love with him.�
A somber sadness filled the silver-haired human. He already had an idea where this story was going.
After a few minutes, the woman continued, �Then one night, Naraku took him. My dear brother was aware of my feelings for Shiro. Yet, he took him anyway. Of all the humans he could have chosen, he chose Shiro. However, Shiro loved me, too and he despised Naraku. On the nights my dear brother was gone, Shiro and I would make love. Then one night�Shiro and I decided to escape. Naraku found out. He killed Shiro right in front of me and then he deprived me of my freedom completely. And he also uses my daughter against me to obtain whatever it is he wants.�
Sesshoumaru looked down at his hands. Those hands that liked to touch that monster. �I didn�t know he was that cruel��
Kagura nodded and patted his shoulder reassuringly. �I�m not entirely sure, but I think he feels for you as I once felt for Shiro.�
�No, he just lusts for me.�
Kagura stood up gingerly and helped him up as well. �I don�t know if that is completely true. I do know you�re different. You have a certain power over him, yet it�s different than the power he holds over you.�
�What kind of power?� Sesshoumaru inquired quietly. He didn�t believe that the vampire felt something other than lust for him. How could someone like that know what love was? Hell, even Sesshoumaru had never been in love with anyone before. But he was sure that what Naraku felt for him was nothing of the sort. In spite of that, he felt a part of himself wanting the non-human to feel something for him besides lust. He wanted to be free from this prison, yet he felt himself wanting more at the same time.
�Love.� She said simply as if it solved everything.
Again, doubt festered inside Sesshoumaru. He believed everything she had told him�except for that.
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Sesshoumaru suddenly felt a feeling that made him aware of Naraku�s presence. He didn�t know how to explain it, but he had suddenly felt the vampire arrive at the shrine. Instead of rushing to meet him, he waited in his room. He waited and waited for what felt like hours. His patience eventually ran out and his curiosity took over. He decided he would go look for the vampire and see what was keeping him. After all, Naraku had been absent nearly the entire night and he�d never done that before.
The human used a candle to light his way as he traveled down the hall. Ultimately, he found Naraku�s chamber and that�s when he heard the unmistakable sound of moaning and flesh slapping together. He quietly slid the shoji door open to see his captor fucking someone else.
Sesshoumaru stood there and watched in disbelief as a clammy coldness splashed over him. His stomach knotted and twisted painfully, and he felt like he was going to hurl his insides.
He was unbelievably jealous. And angry.
Sesshoumaru wanted to yell and scream, or do anything to expel his rage. He was tempted to march into the room and beat the shit out of both of those fuckers, but then a sudden thought stopped him.
He could�leave. Naraku had a new fuck buddy now and didn�t need to use him anymore.
The pissed off human quietly slid the shoji door closed and hastily ran down the corridor. He searched some rooms and somehow found some decent clothes and shoes to wear. He rapidly threw off his kimono and dressed himself in the normal clothes. Once he was dressed, he looked for an exit.
After about twenty minutes of looking, Sesshoumaru found a door and opened it. He walked outside and was met by the cold, yet welcoming bitter air. He breathed it in deeply, sighed even more deeply, and then he walked quickly away from the shrine.
He was�free.
Sesshoumaru swallowed his jealousy and anger. It was useless and insignificant. He was free now and nothing else mattered except going back home to his brother and father. His steps slowed a bit as another thought occurred to him. He was free now�from Naraku, yet he still didn�t feel as free as he thought he would feel.
It felt as if he were trading back his new prison for his old prison.
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Sesshoumaru walked a couple miles or so until he found a bar that was still open. He walked in and asked if there was a phone. The bar tender gestured towards the restrooms and Sesshoumaru quickly walked in that direction. He found the phone and fished some change out of one of his pockets. Along the way to the bar he had found some change on the road. It was enough to use a pay phone.
He thought about calling his brother or father, but decided not to. Instead, he called a cab. Either way, he would have to wait.
With a yawn, he headed towards a table nearest to the door so that he could see the cab when it arrived. Once seated, he glanced around and noticed there were barely a few patrons in the establishment, but then again, it was terribly late. Normally, he would have bought a drink, but he didn�t have any money on him. Instead, he stared out through the window with a bored look plastered on his face. The driver had told him he�d have to wait at least 30-45 minutes.
�Excuse me, but do you mind if I join you?� Asked a quiet, low, and obviously male voice.
Sesshoumaru turned his head and looked over at the man who had spoken. He was a few inches taller than Sesshoumaru and he was broader in build, as well. He had long pearly white hair, pale skin, and amethyst eyes. He actually looked closer to Sesshoumaru�s age, as if he were in his mid to late twenties. All in all, he was quite attractive, but the hazel-eyed man knew better. The last time he had met a gorgeous man�he had ended up being abducted.
�I do not mind.� Sesshoumaru replied quietly with a dismissive wave of his hand. He was rather bored and if this man could distract him until his taxi came, then he wasn�t against some idle conversation.
The lovely man sat down across from him. �Do you want something to drink? You look rather tense and thirsty.�
�I don�t need a drink.�
He chuckled and took a sip of his drink and set it on the table. �You�re a cute one, I�ll admit. I asked if you wanted a drink. I was implying that I would buy you one. Whether it�s a club soda, or the most expensive drink, I don�t care. It�s up to you.�
Normally, Sesshoumaru would have declined, but he decided to humor the other man. �All right. Pick whichever. It really doesn�t matter to me.�
The white-haired man winked at him, stood up and headed towards the bar. He returned shortly with a blue tinted drink. He set it down near Sesshoumaru then returned to his seat.
Sesshoumaru scrutinized it. �What is it?�
�You looked kind of blue�so I got you a blueberry drink. It has vodka in it. I believe the bar tender called it a blueberry bomb.�
�Ah.� Sesshoumaru picked it up and sniffed it. Indeed it did smell like blueberries. He took a tentative sip of it and to his surprise, it actually tasted quite good. Its flavor was mostly blueberries and there was a slight hint of alcohol. He really didn�t enjoy the taste of alcohol so the fact that this drink tasted mostly like blueberries was a plus for him. �Thank you. It�s actually pretty decent.�
�You are most welcome. So�what brings you to this humble little tavern?�
Sesshoumaru set the drink down. �Well...I got angry at my boyfriend�so I decided to leave. I�m going home soon.�
Lilac eyes widened a little in surprise. �Oh, that is rather unfortunate. Do you want to talk about it?�
Sesshoumaru sighed and took another sip. �He cheated on me. I caught him in the act a few hours ago.�
�Ah, that is rather unfortunate. You left him for good, I take it?� The pretty man inquired, sympathy swirling in the depths of his amethyst eyes.
Sesshoumaru nodded and then realized that he had almost finished his drink. He felt more relaxed now and had a good buzz going. He downed down the rest and then leaned back in his seat.
�I am glad that you did. I cannot even tell you how many people I know that keep going back to unfaithful lovers. If you do not mind, I must say that I cannot imagine why anyone would cheat on you. You are such a beautiful man.�
The hazel-eyed male shrugged at that, but inside it warmed him somewhat to actually hear that.
�I hope it doesn�t bother you that I find you gorgeous. I promise that I�m not trying to pick you up or anything.� He spoke smoothly, winked, and then took a sip of his drink.
A sudden idea struck Sesshoumaru and normally he would never do it, let alone, think it. But he was tired of playing it safe and after everything that happened�he wanted to do what he wanted to do. He stood up and started walking towards the exit. �Come with me��
Sesshoumaru waited outside against the wall and as soon as the slighter taller man came outside, he grabbed him and crushed his lips to his. He felt arms snake around his body and a strong body press against his. The other man kissed him back just as eagerly as he kissed him and he wasn�t shocked when the white-haired man pressed him against the wall. Sesshoumaru gasped into his mouth when he felt the other male grind his groin against Sesshoumaru�s. A mouth descended to his neck, kissing and sucking it like it was the best candy there was. When that mouth licked his mark, Sesshoumaru cried out and started panting. A hand slipped under the waistband of Sesshoumaru�s pants to grip his erection while the man teased the mark with his teeth. Sesshoumaru wanted him to bite it and pressed his neck hard against those teeth as if silently begging for him to bite him.
Someone growled from behind them.
�Hakudoshi.�
The white-haired man turned around and licked his lips. A smirk crawled on his wet, slightly swollen lips. �Naraku.�
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TBC�
A/N: This story was meant to be ONE chapter, then THREE�and now it looks like it�ll be 5 or 6 chapters long. We�ll see. As always, reviews are GREATLY, GREATLY appreciated! They do fuel me, so whoever takes the time to wrote me, thank you. It helps.
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