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In a New Light	By : Sylean Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Naraku/Kagome Views: 17606 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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In a New Light
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor do I make any profit from this story.
Warning: There will be lemons in this CHAPTER.
Chapter 30: Coming out party.
(A/N: Sorry for the late posting, been tending to a sick toddler since 4:30 a.m.)

(A/N: Spoiler alert! Episode 123)
They had finally assembled, Kagome's arrival completed the reunion and he moved, shifting the mountain. It was time to "entertain" his guests; time to put on a show to align with their expectations of him. First he projected his illusion high in the cave, against the shadowed ceiling, while his still vulnerable body lay far below. It was a matter of misdirection used for theatrical intentions to collect the shards and materialize his newest form. As predicted, they attacked wildly, including Kagome who assuredly knew that was not the real him and simply played along. She would remember he lay in the lowest depths of the mountain, and even if he had moved, his jewel would be her beacon. Hiraikotsu severed his intestines, showering them with acid and prompting him to bind them, but in a way that moved them out of the toxic spray. Holding Kagome in an extension of himself, his flesh in contact with hers, he spoke into her mind a single command, "Come to me, as soon as you are free of this place." She gasped in surprise and his oily laughter covered up any sound she made. His continued taunts had each of them fearful, angry, or worried, except of course, his Kagome, who watched the proceedings without fretfulness. Removing Bankotsu's shards, including the ones Inuyasha stole, he brought them together with his large chunk and used its power to instantly end his immateriality. Small pieces swirled around the center of the shaft, binding together in a torrent and forming his body, for all to witness. In the bright light, his illusion gave way to the real him, minute fragments melding and twisting, forming his body of spikes and odd appendages, each piece holding its own unique function and ability. He took note of Kagome's reaction, absolute astonishment, her eyes raking over his form and taking in every detail. 'She approves,' he thought smugly. He allowed Inuyasha to free himself, and the pup attacked with the same reckless abandon, first just claws, but then with his signature move, the Windscar. It was the same move that broke his barrier before, and he wished to test his abilities. Just as expected, it was easily diverted and bound to his own aura, which he could aim with great precision. The red eyes on the back of his hands allowed him to see the critical points and weaknesses to any attack, allowing him to easily absorb, divert, or resend any blast of power. He watched impassively as Inuyasha's Windscar kept them from moving, it would dissipate once he was far enough away, giving him some distance between them and time to accomplish a few tasks before Kagome could free herself from her companions and come to him. There was nothing they could do to derail his plan, but then, he had not taken into account the possibility that Kagome would pull an arrow on him. He had made himself stronger for sure, but he had not had the goal in mind of being able to withstand her arrow. Her purity cut through the Windscar, dissipating the slicing wind and flying straight for him before he could make a move to evade. He barely had time to brace himself and register the fury at her attack before her arrow struck in a blinding impact. Its power, her power, rippled along the planes of his barrier, unraveling the ties that held it together in gentle caresses, temporarily dissolving the section at his feet and letting the fluid-filled sack that held the wolf demon to slip out and plummet into the mountain's depths. Even as he tried to keep it intact, her power overwhelmed his efforts and took control, freeing her companion at her behest. A flurry of emotions passed him, anger at her being the one to hinder his plans, jealousy that she chose to save a demon that wanted her, and finally, understanding as the last remnants of her warm power flowed over his skin, calming his ire. He did gain a valuable piece of information: her arrows were incapable of killing him, because she does not wish that; they do as her will dictates.
This would change things, they would be far to close to his tails as they all left the mountain; he needed a new distraction to stall them longer. Collapsing the mountain should do nicely enough; they would lose track of him as they dived for the wolf, and Kagome's trinket would keep her safe. Bursting out of the top, shattering the stone into massive splinters, Naraku's aura swirled around in vicious inundations as an advertisement to his return, before disappearing before the very eyes of Kikyo and Sesshomaru that had not entered the mountain. There was a demon tree that needed reviving, and he did not want to be followed.
(A/N: I am switching up a few events, just enough that Naraku does not go after Kikyo yet. You'll see why, its necessary.)

(A/N: Lemon Alert!)
He was calling, she could feel it; the thrumming of her amulet beckoned her to his side, burning against her skin. She briefly wondered how bone could generate heat, until she remembered it was also filled with his blood and imbued with demonic energies. It had tapped against her chest the whole time they were escaping the mountain, letting her know he was watching over her, even from a distance, keeping her safe. Her legs pumped faster, her body feeling light since all she carried with her was that small bottle of perfume, her cumbersome yellow pack left back at camp where the bickering canines were forced to stay. Inuyasha and Kouga got into some argument and she let her anger over exaggerate so she could "take a walk to calm down." Ever since they escaped the crumbling Mount Hakurei, the two were constantly at odds with each other, not like they ever weren't, but the whole posturing and bragging about who saved who and who would kill Naraku finally got to her. At the same time, her trinket came to life under her shirt and she was looking for just the excuse to leave. 'Damn,' she cursed to herself as her lungs ached and her legs threatened to give out, 'why does he have to make me run so far?' No sooner than that thought crossed her mind, did she find him, standing before her in his new body, barrier in place and a smirk across his lips. The trinket served as a sort of compass whenever he called for her, she wasn't sure how, but she just knew which way to go. "Naraku," she whispered out between breaths, slowing her run to a walk to try and catch her breath before she got to him.
"It took you long enough," he tossed at her with a bit of humor in his voice. She could tell he wasn't meaning it in a harsh manner, simply teasing her.
"Yeah… well… I had… to find an… excuse… to leave," she explained between gasping inhales, "and then… I ran, if you couldn't… tell, as fast… as I could."
"One would think you were eager to come to me," he acknowledged her efforts, but his comment made her blush, knowing it was completely true. She was eager to see him, and participate in whatever he called her for. It would be a lie if she said her mind had been on innocent activities.
She gulped down the nervousness as her breathing finally returned to normal, "Maybe…" She closed the distance and walked right into the barrier, not being scared of it stopping her, and proceeded to inspect his new body. She had been unbearably curious when she saw him form, and wanted to explore every new inch of him. Unable to keep quiet for long, she began talking as she looked upon him, "I wanted to thank you, for letting Kouga go."
'Letting him go? She must not realize that I fought against her arrow and that it was her doing, not mine. No need to inform her of that, though,' he decided and gave a simple nod in acknowledgement, taking credit for it for two reasons. One, he didn't want her to get upset; he was not in the mood for a fight. He had better things planned. And two, he did not want her to realize what her powers could do to him.
"My arrow didn't hurt you, or anything, did it?" she asked, looking up into his face.
"No, your powers cannot harm me," he informed truthfully, 'Because you do not wish them to.'
"I'm glad," she looked down, drawing her eyes over his bizarre trappings. The eye on his chest, that was a bit creepy, but she supposed it was only to add to the formidable appearance. Circling him, she let her fingers slide along one of his three serpent tails, finding the fur that topped them to be surprisingly soft.
"Are you petting me, Kagome?" he teased, looking over his shoulder.
"N-no," she withdrew her hand before regaining her composure and joshing back with him, "I'm exploring you." She continued walking around, her fingertips sending pleasurable chills up the lengths of his tail as she came around to the other side.
"Do you like what you are finding?" he continued to stand for her inspection, not at all opposed to her gentle hands sliding across his body.
"Yes," she sounded wistfully, remembering the way he expected her to be revolted in the cave and the astonishment in his eyes that she wasn't. His form was not what mattered to her; he was still the same person. She let her finger slide up the bone spike that came out of his back, tracing up to the tip of one of the spikes and yipped when she found it to be much sharper than she expected. Swiftly retracting her finger, she moved to place the bleeding digit in her mouth, but he was faster, snatching up her wrist and languidly taking the drop of blood onto his tongue. It had been far too long since he had tasted her, far too long since he had taken her, that when the sweet scent of her blood hit him, that was the end of holding back. He called her here for a reason, because he could wait no longer.
There was no preamble as he swiftly had her pressed up against the nearest embankment, his lips crashed to hers demandingly, invading her mouth with his questing tongue. Her arms entwined around his neck and in his wild hair as his lifted her skirt. She responded in kind to his fervor, matching his intense desire with her own as her fingers drew down his chest and searched for where to find the opening to his clothing. She briefly noticed that that creepy eye on his chest was closed and the spikes surrounding it had receded, a fact she was much relieved for. It was hard to tell which of the spiked armor plates were actually parts of him with how his whole appearance shifted in the process of freeing himself from his silken confines. He wanted her with the hunger of a starving man set before a feast, he may have even forced her if necessary, but then again, it would not have been the same. It was her burning desires for him that really spurred him on and excited something deep inside him. It was fortunate for the both of them that she was just as eager for this as he.
"You are mine," he growled against her ear as he plunged into her searing depths, feeling her small hands squeeze his shoulders. Her body drew him in, taking him deeper as her long legs wrapped urgently around his waist. He craved this, he craved her; oh how badly he needed the heat of her scorching flesh. A jewel shard could've waltzed on by and he wouldn't have stopped. In this moment, this was all there was, this was all his world consisted of. 'This hunger for her, it threatens to consume me,' he noted, not at all inclined to do anything about it as he ravaged her mercilessly, drawing the most amazing sounds from her gapped mouth.
She had dreamed of this for so long; longed to be reunited with her dark angel in such passionate and sinful ways. She wondered if his passion increased along with his power, or if it was simply a buildup from being locked away for so long. Either way, it didn't matter, he was here now, the entirety of his attention was on her, inside her, and it felt marvelous to see him enjoying himself with such ferocity. As he brought her higher, nearly to her peak with bruising, uncontrolled thrusts, she tightened her legs around his waist and began to tremble.
Naraku no longer tried to hide his lengthening fangs or penchant for biting her, things he had been unsure if she would accept before. If anything, he seemed to be making a show out of it. Smirking at her and letting those gleaming chelicerae sparkle in the moonlight, he held her wrist in front of her face so she could see his actions. Just as she burst in a euphoric bliss, clenching his still thrusting girth, he bit into the soft flesh of her forearm, spurting blood, only to have it heal shut before her eyes. Her eyes widened at the display, watching him lick her blood off his lips. She would have to ask about that later, not fully understanding and not being of clear mind at this moment to form a coherent sentence.
He did not stop, not even when he felt a presence approaching, 'Let him come.' The approaching canine held no threat. Even if he should see the sight Naraku was at this moment, his barrier would keep him out, and keep her oblivious to being caught, yet. A sinister idea weaved its way into his mind and he withdrew only long enough to turn her around and take her from behind. She gasped audibly when he sheathed himself in her once again. He would give his spectator a show they would not soon forget, the "pure" priestess being taken by the most tainted being in the land, himself, and even better, in the traditional position that the species of the one in observance would use for such acts.
He was hitting that perfect spot again, the one that made her lose all control and do anything he said, if only so he would not stop. When he commanded her to scream for him, she did so without question, "Naraku, yes, that, that feels so good, please don't stop!"
"What would you do if I did stop?" he asked, drawing out more of these delicious lines from her.
"I'll purify you if you stop, so don't you dare even think about it," she threatened between moans, spitting out one word at a time as he battered her body in the most euphoric of ways, sending her on a spiraling crescendo.
"I am going to fill you with my essence, Kagome," he told her as his movements became increasingly more chaotic. "Do you want that?"
"Yes!" she screamed out feeling her whole body shake as he had her close, so close. "Yes, Naraku, fill me, take me, I'm all yours to do with as you please." Her words did the trick, and both came in a roaring, screaming blast, convulsing against one another as they rode out the tremors their bodies found themselves subjected to.
'That was even better than I remembered,' both thought to themselves. Kagome's arms were no longer able to hold her up and she collapsed down on them, leaving her backside high in the air with Naraku still inside her, also trying to catch his breath. Straightening himself up, he let his only slightly softening length slide from her warmth, dragging with it a string on his sticky seed. He turned his body in a way to give the bystander a clear view of just how much Naraku had enjoyed her before donning his smirk and asking none too seriously, "Did you enjoy the show?" Kagome snapped her head up and whipped around, her frightened eyes locked onto intense gold; he caught her.

(A/N: Final chapter count is looking like 47. I just have to write up the conclusion, no more than 500-1K more words. My question is, should i cut it off where I plan to, and make a sequel under another title, or just continue the story under the same title. I like the possibility of making a sequel, but so many already have this one followed, it might be better to just continue it.)
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