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A Twist in the Myth
By : Dunkelgelb
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A Twist in the Myth
Chapter 31: The Dark Bargain – pt. 1

Chapter summary: In Naraku’s dark castle, Sayaka enjoys herself with the copy of himself that Byakuya left behind to keep her company while he and Kagura left to find and capture Kikyo and Kohaku. Byakuya’s near-death at Kikyo’s hands (or eyes) on Honshu causes that copy to dissolve, bringing the copy’s tryst with Sayaka to a jarring conclusion. Sayaka then seeks out Naraku for answers, visiting him in his incarnation birthing chamber and arriving at the scene of a pivotal moment in her life…
Sex scenes: Byakuya/Sayaka (x2)
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(Soundtrack: Bruce Dickinson – Taking the Queen)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcyTlm8JgEk
            Positioned near the edge of Naraku’s castle complex, with a view out over the ocean surrounding the island that the oni lord had established to the seafloor and conjured the castle onto, Byakuya’s bedroom was filled with the sound and smell of hard, passionate sex. The sound was of Byakuya’s growls and Sayaka’s cries rising above the steady gush, gush, gush of his big, hard cock grinding deep into her sopping cunt and pulling out, over and over. The smell was of sweat, semen, and vaginal fluid from a series of explosive male and female orgasms the two of them had lost count of. The futon they lay on was soaked with the liquid mixture of it all and Byakuya thought to simply take it outside and burn it when he and Sayaka were finally finished, rather than make any attempt to clean it. Burn it, or put it on display somewhere.
            Nude, Sayaka lay on Byakuya’s futon on her left hip, facing away from the equally-nude wind demon as he lay behind her, his bare, muscular chest covering her bare back. They had long dispensed with the futon’s bedsheets for maximum cooling, their bodies burning with sexual heat and glistening with perspiration from their long, intimate session together. She lay with her right leg spread high up and away from her left as he held it that way with his right hand, his left arm snaked around between her body and the sex-dampened futon to play with her ample, throbbing clit in its well-lubricated hood. Their left legs were contoured together and folded beyond a 90-degree angle, and he used his right foot as a brace on the futon to give him the traction he needed to move forcefully inside her.
            Byakuya’s big balls were thickly coated with Sayaka’s juicy cream, glistening and dripping in their smooth sac as he fucked her. They were tense with building orgasmic pressure, his cock swelling and beginning to pulse in her hot, sucking cunt. His position behind her and his angle inside her allowed him to consistently hit the sweet spot along her anterior vaginal wall, so he was in no danger of leaving her behind. He exploited their bodies’ positions to the fullest, ruthlessly nailing her with hard, quickening thrusts that caused her large breasts to bounce vigorously on her chest.
            “This is the last one,” Sayaka gasped after swallowing thickly to clear her throat. Her heart pounded as she approached orgasm again, driven there by Byakuya’s hard, penetrating thrusts, and she could feel it was going to be a monster. “One more, then let me rest for a while. God, we need another bath.”
            “All right,” Byakuya agreed, dipping his head to kiss at Sayaka’s neck. “One more. Get ready.”
            Gratefully, Sayaka tossed her head rearward against Byakuya’s broad shoulder, giving him better access to nip and kiss at her neck as he pleased. “Now! Fucking give it to me!” she demanded to him. In response, his thrusts grew faster and harder and she could feel his powerful male muscles tightening against her hot skin. The sound of their bodies meeting and separating changed from a slick gush to a taut slap by his increased speed and force. She felt his heart hammering inside her through his cock, felt as much as heard the climactic growl in his chest, then she felt the distinctive pump, pump, pump in his cock as he began to come.
            Byakuya’s balls clenched and his long, thick cock pulsed potently as he pumped his hot seed deep into Sayaka’s belly. Her womb was already full and churning with his essence, able to drink up just a fraction of his first copious cumshot and forced to turn the rest away. Her pussy creamed over a second later, fresh hot semen pouring out of her around his throbbing cock as quickly as he shot it. The stuff trailed a lumpy, glistening path down her left thigh and hip, flowing off her body and soaking into the futon beneath her to further change its already skewed composition of silk fiber and aromatic reproductive fluid.
            Orgasm took Sayaka as well, the beautiful, invisible hands of female pleasure reaching into her body and caressing her heart and womb at once. Then, those angelic hands become those of a savage beast and gripped tightly, ruthlessly to plunge her deep into ecstasy and hold her there as if to drown her. Her heart and womb pounded as one and her pussy gripped Byakuya’s cock with rippling, sweeping upward contractions, milking him for everything he could give, even if she didn’t have room to keep it all within her. Her clit pulsed hotly in its protective hood as her wind demon lover played with it and she cried out to give voice to the orgasm destroying her mind, her cries entwined with his growls as his thick, white seed burst out inside her over and over for almost a full minute.
            Eventually, the mutual climax ebbed for Byakuya and Sayaka, and he gave her sweat-slicked neck an appreciative kiss as he began to pull out of her. Semen bled freely from her pussy as his slowly-softening cock slid out of it, then he helped her to shift off her hip and lay on her back, remaining on his side so that he could lay close to her and look down at her from above. She reached up to touch his handsome face and he grasped her wrist to nuzzle at her dainty hand.
            Byakuya bent his head to kiss Sayaka’s lovely, pouting lips and she gave him a well-pleasured giggle, which he happily swallowed. Sex seemed to be a good way of taking her mind off where she was, and whom she was involved with. Pulling away, he smiled down at her. “Bath, or nap first?”
            “Mmm…” Sayaka thought for a moment. “Bath, then nap. On a clean bed. This one is basically a big cum rag, now.”
            “Okay, then,” Byakuya agreed. He sat up on the sex-soiled futon he shared with Sayaka, then stood and pulled her onto her feet, ensuring that she could stand on her own before releasing her. Together, they gathered their discarded clothes from the bedroom’s floor, then left for the nearby bathroom, the same one they had made love in earlier.
            Sayaka laid her miko outfit out on the wooden floor in one of the bathroom’s corners, then slipped into the steamy hot water that filled the room’s square bathing pool. Byakuya slid the bathroom’s shoji door closed and set his own clothes down next to Sayaka’s, then joined her in the water. Using soap and washcloths, they scrubbed their bodies clean of the sticky evidence of their recent, amorous activities, then moved on to wash their hair.
            Byakuya had significantly more hair to wash than Sayaka with her short, spiky, close-cropped style. Now that it was out of its usual ponytail arrangement, it flowed down his back as a thick, broad mane, and he needed help to reach all of it. He knelt in the bath water, then Sayaka knelt behind him to give him the help he needed, dutifully wetting and rinsing out his hair for him. When she was finished, she routed his hair over one of his shoulders, then down his front so that she should see his bare back. There, she traced her fingers over the lines of the spider-shaped brand that covered most of his back, feeling Naraku’s dark power echoing through it.
            Incredibly, Sayaka felt her desire for Byakuya building up again, so soon after a marathon fuck session with him. His body was a work of Naraku’s demonic art, smooth, pale skin lain over steely muscle, and the heat of him was magnetic for her. Just touching him had her pussy creaming with quickening lubrication between her thighs, beneath the water. Her womb was already a uterus-shaped mass of wriggling wind demon sperm in her belly, but it was absorbing it as a voracious rate and she felt that she would soon have room for more. Almost unconsciously, her hands left the spider scar on his back and moved in different directions, with one slipping downward, under the water to feel the hard, muscular curve of his tight male rear, while the other slipped around to his front to play over the bulging muscles of his chest and abdomen. That hand then moved lower, under the water to get between his powerful thighs.
            Byakuya tensed up as he felt Sayaka’s hands begin to explore his body beyond his hair and the spider brand on his back, but hardly out of discomfort. With his cock and balls submerged in pleasantly-warm water, he responded to her touch very easily, rapidly returning to a state of erection she could wrap her hand around and play with. He reached behind him with a hand and reciprocated her exploring touch by squeezing a cheek of her perfect ass, sinking his fingertips into the soft, taut, silky-smooth skin there. “Careful. When you touch me like this,” he began to warn her, thrusting his hips into her stroking hand. “There is only one possible outcome.”
            Sayaka kissed Byakuya’s neck, then began to nuzzle down muscled curve of his shoulder as she fisted his cock playfully. “I know I said the last one was the last one, a few minutes ago, but God, I can’t keep my fucking hands off you!”
            Byakuya groaned softly as Sayaka began to fist him more intently, then he reached down to stop her hand before she made him come outright. He pulled away from her in order to get enough room turn around on his knees in the water and face her directly. He grasped her waist in his large, powerful hands and pulled her to him forcefully, pressing his long, thick cock to her flat belly as he captured her lips with his in a hard, possessive kiss. She moaned into his mouth, the last few notes of her moan sounding out clearly as he separated their lips and went for her throat, sucking and kissing at it feverishly. She tossed her head rearward and arched her back as he held her to give him better access, allowing him to suckle directly at her pounding pulse-point in her neck.
            “Do you feel what you do to me?” Byakuya asked hotly, thrusting his big cock to Sayaka’s belly as he whispered against her skin.
            “Yes,” Sayaka panted in reply. “Fuck it. Give it to me, again.” She pulled away from Byakuya and stood up in the bath water in front of him, turning away from him to place one knee on the bath pool’s wooden edge, then the other. She lowered her upper body to assume a prostrate position on the floor, with her feet dangling out over the water behind her, then she spread her knees apart to bare her dripping cunt for her wind demon lover. His cock was big and hard for her again, and she balanced herself on her knees carefully so that she could reach back behind her with both hands and use her fingers to spread her pussy wide open, showing him exactly where she wanted it.
            Byakuya’s upper lip curled back over his gleaming white upper teeth as his beautiful miko ‘bitch’ offered herself to him. She turned her head to glance at him over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed and her golden eyes filled with need for him. He wondered: was this how InuYasha or Sesshomaru felt with their own women? To have a small army of incredibly beautiful women assembled around them, ready to offer their bodies at any time, and to be so sexually ready to accept them, at all times of day? He gazed into the luscious, glistening pink recesses of Sayaka’s exposed pussy flesh and took his cock in hand, moving to stand directly behind her. Feeling his cock swell just a little bit bigger in these final moments before penetration, he pressed its bloated head to her sopping vaginal orifice and surged inside her, giving her his full length in one stroke.
            Sayaka cried out, her eyes widening for a moment as she felt Byakuya seat himself inside her. God, she thought - he felt so huge! Every time he entered her, it felt like the first time, when he and Naraku had her trapped between their hard, powerful bodies back in her shrine’s bath house. Squeezing her eyes shut, she concentrated on the pleasure she was feeling in the present, rather than linger on the ugly memory of the orgy of death that had followed at her shrine, after Naraku and Byakuya shared her.
            Sayaka’s womb was an easy target for Byakuya, her cervix serving as vibrant pink bullseye for him to touch and stimulate that precious, sensitive place inside her. He pressed the head of his cock to it, his big balls fitting tightly to her hairless pussy mound, then began to move, pumping in and out of her with a depth and pace that stole her breath. In their latest position, with her on her knees facing away from him, and him behind her, standing over her, he could reach an incredible new depth and angle in her body. Urgently, she removed her fingers from her pussy’s silky female lips, now that Byakuya was buried deep in the canal they protected, then lowered her upper body to lay her head on the floor, bracing her hands on the floor to either side of her for stability.
            Growling, Byakuya fucked Sayaka hard and fast, her ample, upturned rear jiggling from the impact of his hips’ savage thrusts. After holding still and letting him simply use her for a minute or so, she pushed herself up onto her hands so that she could brace against the floor and thrust back at him, adding a playful back-and-forth to their coupling. He provided a touch of intimacy to their vulgar position by leaning over her and covering her back with his chest, slipping one arm around her waist to anchor his deep, coital pumping, while aligning his other arm with one of hers, covering her hand with hers to twine their fingers together.
            Byakuya squeezed Sayaka’s hand and bent his head to kiss one of her shoulders. His pace slowed from a deep, fast fucking to a slow, shallow grind. “I think…I think I’m falling in love with you…” he confessed quietly, hearing her suck in a hard breath. “All this sex we’ve been having, the pleasure we feel when we’re together…does it mean that there’s something else between us? Something like love?”
            “There’s a baby between us, that’s all I fucking know,” Sayaka replied, shoving her perfect rear back into Byakuya’s hips without missing a beat. “And if I do end up actually giving birth, I’m holding you fucking accountable.”
            “Good,” Byakuya approved with a forceful thrust into Sayaka’s hot, sucking cunt. “Hold me accountable, then. I want it.” Then, after gathering his breath and courage for a moment, he added: “Marry me.”
            Sayaka dared not laugh, recognizing how deadly serious Byakuya was right then. The notion was ridiculous, for him to propose marriage to her when they were both under Naraku’s control, in one way or another. It was so ridiculous that she had to take it as seriously as he did, and she felt her heart squeeze up into her throat as she verged on whispering ‘Yes.’ At her silence, he asked: “Are there any other men in your life I should know about?”
            This time, Sayaka did laugh. “I’m a prostitute, remember?” she pointed out to him. “There’s another man in my life every night. Actually, multiple men, most nights.”
            “We’ll have to do something about that,” Byakuya intoned. “Or perhaps, it’s already been done. Naraku killed all your other girls, then destroyed your village. Your shrine brothel is now decidedly out of business, the village it’s located in now a hole in the ground.”
            “Fine,” Sayaka agreed in backhanded fashion. “I’ll marry you. But if I’m not going to whore myself anymore, I’ll need you to support me and this half-demon baby you’ve put in me. And my shrine! I swear to fucking Amaterasu herself, in whose service I have fucked, and fucked, and fucked, I will rebuild my shrine and see it re-consecrated in Her name. Assuming we can get away from Naraku, are you ready to build a life and a family with me, and to contribute to my goal?”
            Byakuya felt an utterly idiotic smile cross his face at the joy dawning in his heart. Sayaka had accepted him as her future husband! Their romance had been a whirlwind of almost non-stop sex, entirely appropriate for a wind demon such as himself. “I’m ready,” he said to Sayaka, standing up straight behind her again and pulling her hips to his as he prepared the hard, pumping drive to the finish. He was beyond ready, actually, for in Naraku he had served a devil that walked the Earth, and to compensate, he was eager to serve the covenant of Sayaka’s goddess in the heavens. “Ready…for whatever comes!”
            Sayaka tossed her head back and moaned happily as Byakuya’s pace sped up again, his meaty cock sawing in and out of her tightly-gripping cunt with a sopping wet gush, gush, gush. “Nnngh! Speaking of coming, get me off, right now!”
(Soundtrack: Dark Tranquillity – Dissolution Factor Red)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOCBlLO9PAI
            Byakuya looked down between his body and Sayaka’s to see his cock jabbing in and out of her, wearing a thick, glistening coat of her juicy pussy cream on every backstroke. He felt his balls tensing up, his demonic prostate pulsing as orgasm threatened him, then glanced up from Sayaka’s pussy, gloriously filled with his throbbing demon cock, to the clean, pink hole of her ass. It twitched involuntarily with his every deep penetration. Thrusting steadily and steadfastly resisting the pressure building up inside him, he lay a hand on one full cheek of Sayaka’s rear, then played his thumb over her twitching anal orifice to stimulate it, encouraged by the squeak of pleasure she gave him in response.
            “Does this feel good?” Byakuya asked to Sayaka as he played with her ass, rubbing his thumb over it in gentle circles and timing it with each thrust of his cock in her cunt.
            Sayaka turned her head to glare hotly over a shoulder at Byakuya behind her. She panted with open, pouting lips, then swallowed thickly and nodded at him. “Yes. Give me more,” she demanded.
            With a cocky smirk, Byakuya increased the stimulation he applied to Sayaka’s elegant female asshole, rubbing harder and more rapidly as he built up his thrusting pace in his hips again. Her moans came quicker and more loudly, then she shrieked as he removed his thumb from her lovely little hole, replaced it with the tips of his middle two fingers, then sank them inside her, to the first knuckle, then to the second, then to the third. “God, you’re so tight here,” Byakuya noted with mounting strain in his voice as he approached his climax. He pumped his fingers into her ass gently, in order to introduce her to the sensation slowly, gradually. “I’m sure Naraku was feeling good, having his monster cock squeezed into you this way.”
            “Fuck…FUCK!” Sayaka cursed, her back arching as she continued to thrust herself back into Byakuya’s pumping hips and indecently-exploring fingers. She spoke of Naraku with even coarser language. “Fucking ass-raping, tentacle-pumping cocksucker got off in my ass at least twice, and it was a fucking sperm explosion out of him both times, so I would say he was…ah! AH!” Sayaka began to explain, then cut off into a keening, wide-eyed cry as a hot bolt of female pleasure shot through her. Byakuya began to fuck her ass with his fingers as deeply as he could reach, plunging them in as his cock’s head ground against the mouth of her womb. With his lips twisting into an impassioned sneer, he held his hand in the ‘devil horns’ sign, vigorously scissoring his middle two fingers against her scorching-hot anal walls to throw her over the edge. The dense pumping sensation in his big balls grew urgent and he thrust inside her once, twice more, then sank his heavy cock balls-deep inside her hot, sucking cunt and held himself there.
            Sayaka’s pussy gripped Byakuya’s cock with strangling pressure as she came, and his cock throbbed potently in response as her orgasmic internal contractions brought him fully into his own pleasure. The head of his cock flared widely to lock itself against her cervix, the oozing male slit at its front aimed directly into her quivering womb. His heart pounded, his balls lifted in their sac, and the eruption of thick, white wind demon seed that worked its way up and out of him stole his breath. “Yes…” he gasped, acutely aware of the movement of his body’s reproductive matter. “Sayaka…YES!”
            Byakuya’s hard, male hips jabbed forward against Sayaka’s soft, perfect female ass as boiling-hot semen burst out of his cock and struck deep into her belly. PUMP was the sensation of that monumental first ejaculation for both of them, a precious, cock-to-womb heartbeat of pure, creamy white cum instead of blood. Her womb opened wide to accept what he had to give it despite being sloshing full already, and he could feel that slight, crucial rearrangement of female reproductive tissue inside her. A snarl of primal male satisfaction ripped from his throat, and a cry of female ecstasy flowed from hers as he removed his fingers from her ass, using both hands to grasp her waist and pull her back into his hard, penetrating thrusts. He timed his thrusts to fall between his ejaculations, as the pressure behind his seed built up to the point of a liquid lance of it leaping out of him into Sayaka’s womb, then fell suddenly, then built up all over again. PUMP. Thrust. PUMP. Thrust.
            Sayaka’s pussy creamed over explosively around Byakuya’s throbbing, ejaculating cock as once again, the volume of his copious demon seed easily exceeded the volume available inside her body. The incredible pleasure of it all defeated his concentration and he gave up trying to thrust between each cumshot, hammering his hips to her rear with wild abandon now. With so much of his essence flowing out of her around him, the sound of his cock plunging in and out of her became a sopping, smacking sticky gush. He felt their mixed fluids coating his emptying balls in luscious liquid heat, running down their thighs to dissolve in the bath water. Only after a full minute, his ejaculations ebbed and he slowed his pace to finally stop and hold still inside her gripping, milking cunt, letting the last of his seed ooze out against her thoroughly-filled womb.
            Continuing to hold Sayaka’s rear to his hips, Byakuya tilted his head back to lift his face to the bathroom ceiling and closed his eyes to bask in the pleasure he found in her body, as if that pleasure was sunlight washing over him from a clear morning sky. Sayaka herself was as a light in his life, one he had needed desperately, given the nature of his relationship with Naraku. At the same time, she lowered her upper body to fold her forearms on the floor and bury her face into them, her breasts pressing to the floor and squishing out to her sides as she shivered from the aftershocks of female orgasm that pulsed through her.
            In this fiercely-erotic moment, Byakuya concentrated on Sayaka’s heartbeat and his own, their hearts beating together, matching each other beat for beat in their post-coital afterglow. His cock beat potently inside her pussy, reciprocated with a beat through her snug vaginal muscles and the semen-drenched mouth of her womb. “This is my mate, my wife…” he thought with a combination of disbelief and restrained joy, opening his eyes again to luxuriate in the sight of her lovely rear seated tightly to his hips. His eyes wandered up the sexy curve of her bare back, then he saw her breasts squished out to her sides on the wooden floor, illustrating their size and softness to him and bringing a smile to his lips. “She is ample for me, and I her. It is well that we are so attuned to each other.” He savored the faint sound and much more tangible sensation of their hearts beating together: bump-bump, bump-bump. Still plenty hard and loaded for her, he adjusted his grip on her waist, ready to start moving inside her again when his breath hitched as he felt his own heartbeat suddenly intensify and desynchronize from hers.
            Right then, miles and miles away from Naraku’s castle on its artificial island, in a forest somewhere on Honshu, Kikyo was telepathically strangling the original Byakuya, using the line-of-sight between their eyes as her ligature. The ‘abduction’ that he and Kagura were staging against Kikyo and Kohaku had gone awry. ‘Byakuya,’ or the copy of himself that the original Byakuya had left with Sayaka upon departing the castle with Kagura, felt his lungs grind to a lethal halt in his chest as the asphyxiating effect that Kikyo’s reiki magic had on the original ‘him’ crossed the distance between them at the speed of light and penetrated him as an invisible spear. His muscles were paralyzed and he couldn’t breathe, let alone speak, his heartbeat quickening to a dangerous speed as he began to suffocate right where he stood, balls-deep in Sayaka’s pussy.
            Kikyo’s telepathic attack gripped Byakuya’s copy’s entire cardiovascular and nervous systems at once, beginning in his heart and lungs and sweeping out into his limbs, including his cock as it remained sheathed inside Sayaka’s body. His cock actually gained size and hardness in Sayaka’s pussy in a twisted form of priapism, leading her to giggle happily as she misinterpreted the change in him as renewed arousal. “Yeah, babe!” she gasped, wiggling her hips back against his to feel him shifting inside her. “You’re really rock hard now. Not that you were soft at all before, but fucking God. Where has this dick of yours been?”
            Byakuya remained unable to speak, his pulse quickening further. His heartbeat was a fibrillating bumpabumpabumpabump, and Sayaka seemed to still be unaware of his condition. “Put it…in my ass, this time,” she requested quietly to him.
            ‘Now this isn’t fucking fair!’ Byakuya thought to himself. To die like this, on the verge of him achieving anal sex with an insatiable beauty like Sayaka! His heart produced a final BUMP in his chest and stopped cold between his paralyzed lungs, a silent scream trapped in his throat, and only then could the miko prostitute he was sheathed inside sense that something was wrong. She felt him back up and slip out of her with a smacking pop, her pussy bleeding thickly with his seed, and she turned on her knees to look at him, her pleasured expression immediately souring to one of horror.
            Blood vessels had swelled up beneath Byakuya’s skin for Sayaka to see, and blood streamed from both his nostrils as the hideous vascular deformation worked its way up his neck and into his head. His eyes wide with pain, he opened his mouth to try to speak, and then his extremities began to dissolve into weightless, glowing blue ash. He raised a hand to look at it, seeing his fingers shining, then disintegrating into luminescent particles. He looked at Sayaka again as his head began to dissolve, starting on the right side over his tapered youkai ear, then he closed his eyes as the rest of his head soon followed.
            “Byakuya?!” Sayaka called out, as if calling his name could prevent him from dissolving before her eyes. She pushed off the wooden edge of the bath pool that the wind demon had been fucking her on, then re-entered the water behind her to stand and her feet and face him directly. Soon, he disappeared completely, the ash that he had disintegrated into also disappearing, erased from existence as the invisible magic that had conjured him failed. “BYAKUYA!”
            Sayaka reached out and swiped her hand through the glittering ash field that Byakuya had decomposed into, to physically confirm that he was no longer standing in front of her because she didn’t trust her eyes. Sure enough, her hand did not hit the pale-skinned, muscle-filled body that had previously occupied that space in and above the surface of the bath water, contacting only glowing ash particles that tingled on her fingers briefly before vanishing. “Shit…” she cursed in disbelief. Had Byakuya just died? If he had, she had just lost her lover and only friend (and fucking future husband!) in Naraku’s castle, and was alone with the oni lord and whatever other monsters roamed the castle’s halls.
            Though Byakuya’s body had disappeared, his seed strangely remained inside Sayaka. She still felt the thick liquid heat of it drooling out of her pussy, slipping down her inner thighs, and hurriedly, she used a wet washcloth to clean herself of it. Tossing the washcloth aside, she rushed to her red-and-white miko outfit where she had lain it on the floor, seeing that Byakuya’s clothes had also disappeared. She dressed quickly, then threw the bath chamber’s shoji door open and stepped out into the castle hall. With Byakuya gone, she had two options: cower in the bathroom, Byakuya’s bedroom, or some other ‘safe’ place in the castle, or find Naraku and find out what the fuck had just happened. She chose the latter.
            Sayaka ran through the halls of Naraku’s castle, occasionally jumping over the bones of a long-deceased castle noble or servant, or sidestepping to avoid an oncoming skeleton soldier as it patrolled the hall. The skeleton soldiers did not harass her: they either did not see her, which made sense, given that they lacked eyes, or they did see her, in some supernatural way, but chose to ignore her. When she reached Naraku’s den, she found two more of them standing to either side of the den’s shoji double door, guarding it. These two did not ignore her.
            The skeletons seemed to know why Sayaka had come, and instead of arbitrarily block the door, they opened it for her, allowing her to enter the den and closing the door behind her. Inside, she found the den empty. Naraku was not present on his evil throne, and most of the den’s tatami flooring was missing to reveal a pitch-black hole beneath, like a spider’s burrow. Swallowing her fear, Sayaka channeled her reiki into a hand so that it manifested into a bright blue aura around her fingers, a source of light. Kneeling at the edge of the hole in the floor, she used her reiki light to survey the depth and geometry of the hole’s interior, seeing that it was the entrance to a deep, sloped tunnel.
            Relatively certain that Naraku would not allow her to come to harm while imprisoned in his castle, Sayaka carefully lowered herself into the tunnel. Once she was steady on her feet on the stone floor of it, she used her reiki light to navigate it. She found that it spread out into a labyrinth of tunnels, like fingers of a hand, and did not know which one Naraku would be lurking at the end of. “Naraku!” she called, moving among the entrances of the various tunnels before her and looking for any identifying marks. Her voice echoed off the stone walls for her to hear herself a split second later. “Naraku, where are you?”
            Sayaka’s skin crawled as she heard the oni lord’s reply, chillingly giving no echo and coming from inside her own mind – telepathy. “Sayaka-sensei…I am very near,” Naraku answered coyly. “You seek me out. Would this be about Byakuya?”
            “Yes,” Sayaka confirmed, her heart speeding up and breathing becoming unsteady as she withstood the pressure of the sheer evil pouring into her mind with Naraku’s voice. “We were fucking just now. I’m sure you were watching. His body just…dissolved, right in front of me!”
            “I was watching,” Naraku said, with great pleasure by Sayaka’s concern for Byakuya’s well-being. “The two of you were beautiful together. The Byakuya you were fucking was only a copy, and the original is under some unusual stress, now. Come to me, and I will give you a more detailed update as to his condition.”
            Along the walls of one of the tunnels Sayaka stood at the entrance at, torches of blue flame, powered by Naraku’s shouki, lit up to illuminate the correct path for her to follow. Not needing her own reiki light now, Sayaka absorbed its energy back into her body and entered the now-lit tunnel, following it deeper into the castle’s underbelly. Eventually, she arrived at a shining, but completely-opaque magenta energy barrier that completely blocked the tunnel’s width. At Naraku’s command, the barrier dissipated to reveal to Sayaka the spherical stony interior of his underground incarnation birthing chamber…

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