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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.

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I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I did when writing every scene. :3
Have a nice reading!
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Annabelle's body was contorting while her fingers entangled in her orange locks, squeezing the head.
"Lord Sesshomaru, what's happening?!" Rin asked in despair. "Miss Anaberu, what's wrong?" She lifted one arm to touch the foreigner's shoulder.
"Please, don't come any closer!" The anguished woman shouted.
A choir of voices has returned to resound their endless chants inside her mind, mixed up with Naraku's voice, so many words twirled within her without rest. Although she couldn't fully understand the sounds, her core was being taken by awful sensations. A resentment older than she was pulsing into her very soul, making her feel all the hate and grief of countless creatures, locked into an endless war, as if they were her own self.
Annabelle gasped, her hand pressing her chest, eyes rolled while her aura shone bright, the whiteness fighting to keep the Shikon's shard pure.
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How can an absurd power such as this resides into so fragile receptacle? Naraku was admiring through Kanna's mirror the scene of Anna's reluctant trembling body, laid upon Arurun's back.
"She's burning!" Rin touched her friend's forehead and got terrified.
"How inconvenient moment to this woman get sick!" Jaken complained like he was irritated, but it was clear in his gaze how worried he was about the lass' state.
Sesshomaru knew a mountain where they could find herbs which would help into Annabelle's healing. However, it wouldn't be a fast travel and touching the human's neck, the daiyokai noticed that what she had was something far beyond of a common fever.
"She is fighting against the shard" He realized, remembering the night when Belle was scratching her own chest. It is in here. Sesshomaru opened her kimono's collar a bit, pointing his index finger's claw to that feverish skin, ready to do a little cut and set her free of that cursed piece of glass.
"Lord Sesshomaru, look!" His little frightened green vassal lifted his hand showing a dark cloud approaching, covering the stars, monstrous growls were echoing loudly from it.
The owner of the western lands drew Tokijin and aimed it to the many centipede yokai descending from the clouds. First, he gazed his followers. Rin was holding Annabelle and Jaken was squeezing his wooden stick. At last, Sesshomaru turned to that amount of colored beasts and vanished them with one single blow.
"There is more!" Rin pointed behind. "And there!" Then pointed for one side. "And there!" and pointed for the other side.
"We are surrounded!" even Jaken was pretty much scared, he raised his stick and made the wooden old man face spit fire into Naraku's troup direction, even if it was only to make some of them to move away.
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I wonder how long your new friends will be able to resist my yokai horde... And at last the hanyo's voice suppressed the others, intoning the triumph solo inside Annabelle's mind. If something bad comes to happen to them, you will be the one to blame.
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"Ridiculous" Sesshomaru just repeated the same movement of his arm and his sword reduced those creatures into ashes.
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Naraku brooded into the castle's basement, for the time being he had no more conditions to send any other "soldier" of his "army" to the "battlefield". That was not a proper night to a combat, nor to formulate traps. Unfortunately, as long as his body remained as it's true shape, the closure would be his only option. Nevertheless, he could still play with Annabelle's mind, since they were bounded by that piece of jewel. A vicious grin grew in that pale semblance covered by viscosity.
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All around was nothing but a vast darkness, that scenery was the representation of the void itself. Annabelle was desperately running, spinning and it didn't look like she was leaving the same spot. A chill made her limbs tremble, it was fear of being locked inside another nightmare in which Kagewaki would appear to remind her the filthy traitor she was, yet, the low and deep familiar timbre sounded, and strangely made her feel relieved:
"It would be far easier if you weren't so stubborn". He was right ahead, the whiteness of his pelt lightning the blackness, tracing a path while getting closer to the foreigner lass. "I could make you forget the nightmares that don't let you rest at night, the memories that bring you grief..."
"Naraku..." Anna stopped her steps and stood still, away from the hanyo, carefully staring at him. "Where are we?" She laid a hand over her gasping chest, trying to control the fury of the shard within.
"Inside your conscience" if she wouldn't dare to move, the hanyo would, so he walked calmly towards her, carrying his baboon mask on one hand, and the almost complete gemstone on another. "It is possible for Shikon no Tama's sake".
"Are you trying to manipulate me again? Will you never learn?" Blue eyes twinkled in indignation, although a part of her was struggling against an odd euphoria. Her legs were fighting to keep their balance, her whole being couldn't stop trembling, not because of fear, but for anxiety. As Naraku got closer, a heat ran inside her. "You cannot tame me..." Her last phrase sounded murmured and without any sureness.
"Can't I?" A seductive smile adorned his face, as he stood in front of the evidently desirous human. The jewel shard didn't stop on doing it's job at last, torturing Annabelle's senses. "Maybe you are right" Naraku said, while putting the pinkish pearl inside his chest, then he softly held her warm face into one of his hands and caressed her humid lips with his thumb, making her dizzy. "It seems that this shard makes you even more wild" then he induced Anna to open the mouth a bit, so his finger tip could touch the apex of her tongue. "Ah, yes..." he sighed, wickedly smirking. "You have devoured me, mad of desire, insatiable. Remember?" His finger finally came down, for his own lips rub against hers and then he lightly bit them.
"I remember everything" She breathed deeply, attempting to maintain the composure, trying her best to not move a single muscle, even if her body seemed to be possessed by certain impulses. "Everything" Anna emphasized, looking him directly in the eye.
"What are you trying to tell me, Annabelle Rose?" His rubies narrowed, that remarkable smirk persisted on his face and grew a bit as soon as he felt her hands touching his chest, making the baboon pelt descend, revelling his muscular and milky thorax.
"I remember..." her voice cracked, Annabelle lost the words for a moment, admiring such pale and soft skin, without any scars. A relieved sigh came from her parted lips, seeing him healed from Kagome's arrow. Caught on the sight of that chest raising and falling serenely, then on those raven locks upon the clear shroud covering him from the waist and below, she lost the sense of passing time. The lass then dove into his crimson malicious eyes, so dangerously attractive, and when she was almost being sucked by them, finally Anna found some will to not jump upon his body and claim it as hers. Her hand, already caressing his belly, grabbed his cloak and pulled it up, covering his shapes once more. The vile chuckle of his, instead of feeding her anger, awoke something else.
"Stop it..." She mumbled, almost begging.
"Stop?" The hanyo carelessly dropped his mask and held her hands, bringing them back to his chest. "Are you sure you want me to stop? I have a feeling that what you really want in this moment is to give in to me" He caught the back of her head, uniting his mouth to her shivered ear, sucking it's lobe slowly. "Why don't you surrender?" Naraku purred low, his hot breath blowing on her skin. "Your power, your body, your soul, give them to me, Annabelle Rose". Her answer was a moan, which encouraged the Spider to press his body against hers, while his fingers slipped between her breasts, inside the kimono's collar, just above the spot where he had left the precious lozenge, it still gleamed pinkish though.
"No..." her voice barely sounded. Naraku's tongue has left her earlobe and got down to lick her shivered neck. While his fingers were moving away her hair, his teeth rubbed her sensitive skin, and then his mouth would aspirate it, leaving it's wetness all around. He said we are inside my conscience, then why it seems so real? She wandered, melting inside his embrace, pressing his shoulders. "Ah, Naraku..." Anna whispered the name, and heard him chuckle while spreading warm wet kisses on her collarbone, descending to her chest as his skilled fingers started to untie her sash. If we proceed going this way... Suddenly her eyes widened and she found will to push him away. "I said no" she recovered her reason and arranged her clothes.
"No?" He laughed sarcastically and grabbed her arms, pulling Belle close one more time. "Stop being so hypocrite, you want this!"
"I do not want any of this, it's that poisoned shard you have put inside of me making me feel such things!" She moved away again, decided to resist.
"Oh, please, Annabelle, you know it is just a poor excuse" Although his features were showing firm evidences of irritation, the hanyo was laughing loudly. "Long before I gifted you with this shard, your body already had answered to my touches" One arm of his entwined her waist, bringing her to him, their chests pressed against each other, so united that he could feel the woman's heart racing furiously, and in those beats Naraku found some satisfaction. "Your dear Kagewaki was still breathing and you already wanted me..."
A slap warmed his right cheek then, and even it wasn't enough to cause him any physical pain, the simple fact that she did it made him lose his temper. The scarlet eyes gleamed outrageous, stuck on the woman who was staring at him fearlessly and angry.
"This time it will not be as you want, you shall never harm me again, Naraku" It sounded like a very serious statement, her eyes not even blinked.
"What makes you feel so sure?" His semblance darkened, as his tigerish gaze widened.
"He won't let you get close" Anna's hands closed into fists, her joints got rigid as her turquoises twinkled the flame of persistence.
"He? Oh, of course..." Naraku felt like he was boiling inside, and it wasn't for desire. "Look at you..." Yet he has contained his wrath and retrieved the sober behavior, while walking around the lass, analyzing her forms. "It fits you well" His gaze rolled over the delicate kimono. "Although I must confess I prefer when you are dressing that fancy garments of your homeland" he inhaled deeply, soon after a morbid grin showed his bright teeth. "Sesshomaru must worship you somehow, spending his precious time just to find such a beautiful kimono to a female human... Who would tell?" His fingers wandered over the long sleeve, contouring the blue and white designs.
Annabelle, who till that moment was quiet and silent, suddenly began to laugh.
"What are you laughing of?" A bit confused, but mostly annoyed, Naraku questioned. He wasn't used to see the young Scottish lass acting with mockery. In truth, the misery behind her hysterical laughs was tangible.
She turned her back to him, laughing so hard that her body leaned and her hands rested over her belly. Sometimes Anna needed to have a break to recover her breath, and then the uncontrollably laugh would start again.
"What is the reason of so much laughing?!" Naraku caught one of her arms and spun her to him again. He would not allow any being, was it a human or a demon, to mock him that way.
"You are unbelievable!" Belle wiped her eyes, still giggling, not caring about the hanyo's temper. "You must be mad, don't you? Sesshomaru is much more stronger than you, and that's why you don't dare to show yourself flesh and bone, instead you invade my thoughts because you know in here he cannot reach you. You know you're no match to a complete yokai like him". She spat her venom and felt victorious seeing Naraku frowning in frustration.
"In so short amount of time and you are already this intimate to him..." the irony tone wasn't so playful as it seemed.
"You are jealous" Anna said, trying to restrain another laugh. "You are madly jealous of him!" She covered her mouth with her hands, still her laughing echoed through the whole space and her face got red.
"Don't be such a fool, woman!" He hissed, grabbing her by the hair, lifting her face and shaking her body, yet none of his endeavors extinguished that acid laughter. "Do you really think that I, Naraku, would be jealous of you?!"
"Oh, don't worry! I have no loving interest on Sesshomaru, although his beauty is stunning, I must confess..." and she ceased speaking just to resume laughing.
"Shut your mouth!" The hanyo almost yelled, his fingers entwined by coppery strands of hair, pressing against her head.
"You are jealous, I know" Then the laughing faded, as soon as it has started. Annabelle gazed him deeply while saying: "I already told you, I remember everything, Naraku. I remember what happened before and after you put this damn piece of glass inside me". His crimson eyes denounced the shock into their lumen, and his hands loosened the grip around her locks. "I remember every single word you said, every little thing you did, as I remember the unspeakable pain that I felt when this thing has been placed in my chest". She tapped the spot.
"Annabelle, you..." Naraku couldn't proceed, for he has realized of what she was talking about, he could see the revelation beyond those light-blue pools.
"Do you wanna know something?" One tear poured down by the corner of her face. "You, Sesshomaru, even Kagewaki, in the end are all the same".
"What is this nonsense?" A nervous chuckle escaped from him.
"Yes, you, males, easily feel attracted by what is new. I doubt any of the three of you had ever got interested in my feelings or in who I really am". She recalled the daiyokai behavior on that afternoon, intimidating her because of his curiosity about her power, then a remembrance of Kagewaki comparing her to a deity crossed her mind, just to make her feel the bitterness while thinking about her young master's harsh words during her sleeping time, invading her dreams just to torment her. "The first thing about me you all notice is always my peculiar look, then you covet my gift. What moves your lust is this futile, selfish curiosity. Human, yokai or hanyo, you all are just the same!" So she hit Naraku's chest not one, nor two, but several times, while unburdening that sharpen words. "You are all the same!"
"Cease this" He took a time to react, for Annabelle's behavior was making him remind the resurrected Kikyo. Naraku saw himself dipped into that wave of resentment which had flooded the Scottish woman's eyes, and instead of trying to get any advantage on it, he simply held her wrists, restraining her. "Enough"!
"That priestess believes that you have feelings for me, and I know you have, it's pointless trying to deny that even you think to feel any spark. Look into my eyes and deny it" She demanded, and Naraku's muteness made her mad. "Deny it"! Anna yelled.
"Damm you, woman! Will I have to cut your tongue so you may stop gabbling?" He threatened, yet it was impossible to conceal his nervousness, it was evident in the dilated red little globes.
"Kikyo was right" She smiled bitterly, nodding her head negatively. "She has always been right, and I was a fool for not listening to her..." Suddenly her gaze became vague. "Although I don't believe someone as vile as you is capable of have a genuine feeling," Anna released herself from his grip and gave a step behind "it is better to be hated than to be loved by you". So her eyes became to burn, as she could feel the water forming in their corners, starting to wet her eyelashes. Anna rubbed her eyelids, insistently trying to keep them dry, however, soon the stubbornness of her tears has beaten her for good, and they fell violently, making her shoulders shake. Her last option was hide her face behind the hands, her sobs sounding loudly though, of sadness and shame.
As in the night they had spent together inside a cave, Naraku felt the remorse's weight falling over his back. To watch the White Rose's misfortune no longer brought him any rejoice. His fearful hands came closer, stopping just a feel inches of her trembling shoulders, then Anna turned her back to him, embracing herself while her moans and teardrops hit the ground and echoed across the dark scenario. The Spider breathed deeply, yet nothing seemed to be enough to cease that agony increasing within his core. So, he did the only thing his instincts begged him to do at the moment: Naraku just held her from behind, sinking his face inside the ginger locks with closed eyes.
"Come to me, stay by my side..." He murmured "I will take all this suffering away from you" His fingers ran over her arms in a gentle caress, and still the woman didn't calm down.
"This is nothing but a lie, just one more of many that you love to tell, you bastard!" She punched those arms covering hers, agitated her legs, and his response was tightening the embrace even more.
"I can make you forget the sorrow, but you must allow me, you have to surrender" Naraku purred, while carefully turning her to face him. "You know I have made it to Kohaku, right? That boy has no idea he killed his own family and friends..." He tenderly wiped her mirthless soaked face while speaking.
"Because of you" She added.
"Indeed..." The hanyo sighed, a bit tired of that argument. "I could enter Kohaku's mind and make him forget everything just because into his depths that was what that boy longed for. I have spared him from the sadness and the shame of having committed such an unforgivable sin".
And then you enslaved him, now that child's life comes down to obey your commands. What is the meaning of existing on such conditions? Someday you'll make Kohaku murder his own sister, as you tried to make me kill Ailyn. What would you make of me if I gave my mind to you"? Between sobbing and gasping, she asked.
"My castle would be your home, my bed would be yours..." He held her pinkish cheeks and moved some wet strands of hair away. "I would make you my mate. I chose you, Annabelle".
"That's absurd!" She futilely tried to resist. His fingers ran from her shoulders down to her arms. "You speak these things, you come and take me out from the storm, and then you just hurt me in a much more cruel way, this will never change".
"Give me this chance, even if it is the last one" The hanyo sheltered her against him chest, smoothing the top of her head, exactly as he did on a rainy evening. "I wish to gather your pieces".
"You have a talent to speak just what I long to hear..." The lass whispered. Naraku was at last being successful to put her fortress down, not even he could believe on his achievement.
"Whatever I may feel for you, I know it's reciprocal, I am aware that you also feel it for me, let it be a spark, such as you said, but it is already something" He ran his fingers through her locks.
"Love and desire can walk hand in hand, yet they are not the same, Naraku. I don't believe what we feel for each other is love".
"Whatever it is, it's strong enough that neither you nor I can avoid it".
Annabelle raised her glare to the halfbreed demon who's gaze was locked on the void, not finding ways to refute his realization, she just said: "That's a truth indeed" her soft voice recovered his attention.
They stared at each other in silence for some instants, both rewriting in their memories every moment they had ever shared. The lethargy inside Annabelle's eyes encouraged Naraku on that idea of reconstructing her smile. And how someone like him would have any skill on mending a broken heart? And was it his goal in the first place? Wasn't to succeed on convincing her what mattered the most? He didn't felt like a winner though...
Naraku felt being defeated by his feelings, defeated by a female human.
"Tomorrow, at the sundown, one of my Saimyosho will come to you" his hands rested upon her shoulders while he was gazing confidently her globes. "You must follow it into a trail that will lead you to Kagura".
"Kagura? Why she?" Anna was clearly upset.
"I cannot risk myself, this is not the best time for me" He explained.
"Typical..." And there was she going to rebuild her walls, after all the struggle that he faced to calm her down.
"Annabelle, this time I will not try to force or blackmail you. The choice is yours, to go to Kagura before the sun is completely gone, or to stay by Sesshomaru side and declare yourself my enemy" Naraku gave the sentence. He was done of discussing about matters which made him feel so exposed, as he feared the path they could follow if he would insist in such eccentric dialogue. He slowly began to take distance from her, his fingers descended from her arms till not even their tips had any contact with her soft sleeves. Meanwhile, the lass kept looking at him, without concealing the confusion in her face.
"I will be waiting for you" He finished, his tone almost tender, a discrete and unpretentious smile colored his face, so natural that it passed unnoticed for him, but not for her. And such as this, the arachnid's silhouette vanished, being finally out of Anna's sight. Only the blackness and the sharpen cold remained inside the limbo that was her exhausted mind.
To be continued...
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