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Kuroi Kirishima
By : GrimLyght
Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female
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Sorry for the late update! Been busy busy busy!
Thank you for those who have reviewed and rated! Again, the story will be kinda slowed paced, but in this chapter you will get to find out a few things. But than again, it could all be a delusion, and everyone might all just be dead and not know it. Bwhahah! Of course, that isn't what's gonna happen. I'm not that evil now.
Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and please rate and review! Let me know what you guys think! Thanks!

The sound of water droplets began to echo in the dark cavern. The whispers of emptiness filled his ears. The hairs on his skin rose from the anticipation, the intensity that surrounded his whole being. Everything was dark but yet so clear. Only the sound of his breathing could be heard, resonating off the sticky, tar-like walls of the damned cave.
His heart racing with each hesitant step he took. Everything from his feet to the hairs on his ears were spiked with fear - waiting for whatever laid in the dark. The feel of tar formed into sticky substances around his toes and bare feet. Slimy and slippery, causing him to almost fall occasionally with each shaken step.
Waiting.
Anticipating.
Wondering what lay beyond the black air.
Everything that surrounded him, terrified him more than anything he ever felt. How was he to escape when something was watching him? How could he survive when his body was too shocked to move against his will?
Death was waiting and he knew it the second he took his first steps in the cave. He knew he would die the second he found what ever was staring right at him.
But even with all that to face, he prayed for it. He prayed for the single end to fall into a slumber so deep - he’d never wake up again. To be with his family.
His first love.
His unborn child.
To be with them in his dreams after dying - that is all he prayed for. To end the silent suffering he felt while he continued to walk. The only fear he held now was what laid before him - ready to strike. How bad would it hurt? Or would he feel anything at all before he passed?
But his thoughts were interrupted as soon as he heard the water drops becoming louder the closer he stepped towards it. Another breath was being heard in the distance, and as Inuyasha stopped in his tracks - he heard another set of steps coming closer to him.
His heart racing. His blood chilled with fear. His mind gone and numb, and his body shook with fright. Slowly, approaching him, the dark air never ceased to lighten as the steps came closer to him. The droplets of water echoing around him blending with the sound of the stranger’s breath.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
His mind began to cry out - Run! But his body remained still.
Standing before him, he felt the presence of another. The darkness blinding him to see the figure of who it might be. A silence so dreadful and deafening caused his throat and ears to tighten with pressure. His heart was racing, he was sure the other could hear the beats.
“Relax, Inuyasha. I won’t kill you-” A soft, young voice whispered in the eerie cave. “I need you alive for the moment.” The voice finished off.
Melodic. The voice sounded melodic twisted with sadistic, melancholy tone. Even though the voice sounded pure, innocent and sweet - it didn’t change the fact that this voice held a venom so deadly a snake’s bite was more tempting.
Swallowing his fear, he waited until the person spoke again. His stiffened as he felt an icy, cold, sticky hand touching his bare arm. It was then he realized he wore no clothing of the sorts as he felt another hand on his chest down to his stomach. He felt sick.
The stickiness felt like the tar-like substance on his feet. It was then that he also noticed that the droplets of water was not water at all - but dripping tar falling into the puddle under them. He couldn’t be afraid right now. He had to be strong and face the nightmare, but why was his heart racing so fast? Why was his skin crawling with fear and his bones shaking with fright?
“Who are you?” His voice was shaking, and not as intimidating and powerless as he thought. He was terrified.
“I’ve told you my name before, Inuyasha.” The voice chuckled lowly, letting the eerie melody echo around him. “You all feared my true intentions. My true form. I was very hurt, Inuyasha.” As it continued on, slowly pronouncing out Inuyasha’s name.
“Who are you?” Inuyasha finally state more firmly, but his tone was still laced with the impending fear.
“I am everything and nothing. The dark and light. I am irony in the shadows, and clarity in the sun. I am nightmare and dreams. The true death and the true life.” The voice continued, rambling in nonsense. “I am Akito, Inuyasha. But ‘tis not be my real name though. You are the one who named me, Inuyasha.”
“What? What the fuck are you talking about?” His fear was finally slipping slowly, and anger was quickly replacing it.
“Mind your tone, hanyou. I am here to make a request. A favor, if you will.” Akito chuckled darkly.
“I make no deals with enemies.” Inuyasha snarled.
“But I can give you her.” Akito smirked, letting the emphasis on ‘her’ taunt the mind of the hanyou before him. “I can bring her back to life, including your unborn child.”
His fiance? His unborn child? His mind no longer reeled in logic, but instead the high hope of seeing his beloved Kikyo once more. To feel the presence of his child once more. All of it will be given to him, and all he had to do was give in and listen to the deal.
Life would be complete, the second he could have her in his arms. Her scent. Her laugh. Her smile.
All of her, in the essence of what he loved and remembered. His first love.
“I can give her to you, if you just listen to my offer.” Akito whispered, lacing the words with seduction to manipulate the mind of the weak. “Hear my offering, and you will see her once more. I can give you the world, Inuyasha. All you have to do is listen to me.”
Listen? Was he a fool to actually believe that for a second, happiness would be granted to him? With every choice, comes a price. With every decision comes a sentence. With every action comes a consequence. To listen to the enemy would be losing to him. It would give the enemy all the power he needed to control him. To ravish his mind and humanity, and kill him within.
Seeing his Kikyo would only be temporary. It wouldn’t bring her back. She is gone, and this he knew. This he truly knew, but he sure can hope - right? The thing was, he knew this was too good to be true.
No one could mess with fate. No one could bring back the dead. It ruined the balance of everything, and he refused to give in to his final decision. Kikyo wouldn’t want it. She would want him to move on. And that is what he needed to keep in mind, that is what he truly needed to think about.
Her true wish for him.
Swallowing with hesitation, he answered Akito. “Fuck you. I rather be free.” He whispered back, feeling his heart beat in triumphant. There would be no way in hell that he’ll be enslaved to anyone.
“Poor choice of words, Inuyasha. But you have no choice.”
“Just leave me and my friends alone.” He stated firmly, feeling more defiant than ever.
“Give me Kagome, and I’ll let you all live.” Akito snarled into a whispered, breathing into Inuyasha’s face. “I can take the pain away and give you freedom off my island, if you just give me the girl.”
To save the lives of everyone else, and all he had to do was sacrifice one girl? The deal was tempting, but he refused to believe the mind of a evil entity. Inhaling sharply, he shook his head and pushed the figure before him away. “You will have to fight all of us for her. WE don’t betray each other. WE will make it off this island!”
Akito felt the pressure of Inuyasha’s hands sinking into his torso and eventually pushing him a couple inches away from the hanyou’s body. Watching in amusement, the dark entity just chuckled while his tar-like body began to devour the hanyou into his own body. “I said you had no choice, Inuyasha. I always win.”
Feeling his hands sinking into the entity, he felt the stickiness that was around his feet suddenly wrap around his hands and wrists. The substance felt so alive, pulsing around his skin and body. It wasn’t long until the tar began to wrap around his feet and ankles, working it’s way up to his waist while the substance around his hands began to consume his arms and soon shoulders.
Fighting with all his might, he found himself being taken into this slob mess. Fighting. Shouting for help. All in vain as he felt his entire self being consumed.
‘Please, don’t let it end this way! Please! Someone! Help! Help me!’

Two days had passed by, and their unconscious friend had yet to wake up. Sesshomaru and Kagome had volunteered to constantly be on watch with the hanyou, while the rest of the group continued on with their daily activities. But since that dreadful night, Bankotsu had given the order to gather as much material as possible to build a raft at least.
It wasn’t that difficult, since Naraku and Jensen had decided to slice a few trees down and take them over to the camp site. Within two days, they had enough wood to create a couple rafts and even a spiked fence line to keep away the walkers.
Two days - and their determination and motivation to get off this island increased ten fold. It wouldn’t be long until one of them will snap. That much pressure on the mind will eventually drive anyone insane with exhaustion.
To be on the constant verge of always keeping one eye open while sleeping, eventually the mind will be consumed by illusions. It wouldn’t be long to confuse what was reality or dream.
But as each member continued to do their selected duties, while two of them kept over watch on Inuyasha - Jensen and Jakotsu were in charge to gather more melons and vines.
Walking side by side, the two kept watch on the jungle, hoping no sign of walkers or dark entities would appear. Stepping closer to the large palm trees carrying melons, they both took turns gathering and watching for any enemies.
“This is insane.” Jak whispered while climbing up the palm tree and cutting down the leaves and melons - tossing them down to Jensen. “Where are we to get any vines without stepping into that damn jungle?”
“I agree, but it’s the only way to guarantee our way off this island, babe.” Jensen replied back, catching every melon tossed down at him.
“Stop calling me that!” Jak snarled as he finally cut down the last melon and began to climb down. Once he reached the sandy bottom, he glared over to the wolf and growled out. “I am not your ‘babe’ or your ‘lover’! Got it!”
“It couldn’t hurt to at least try to be my lover, just saying!” Jensen smirked while placing each melon into the make-shift net of vines and bark straps.
“You are just unbelievable!” Jak snarled, running his fingers through his hair. “What makes you think that will ever happen? Just because we both happen to like guys, doesn’t mean we are made for each other! Did you forget who I am? Seriously, are you that dense in the head?”
Cocking a brow, Jensen continued to stare up at the male until he finally tied the net and raised onto his feet to grab Jak into his arms. Pulling him to his chest quickly, he firmly kept him in place than placed a fierce, passionate kiss against his lips. Mumbling against the wolf, Jak tried with all his might to fight him off but he felt his body submitting to the wolf and his mind ignoring all rational thoughts.
Pressing him up against the palm tree, Jensen continued to kiss Jakotsu, pressing his palms against the smaller male’s hips. Biting his bottom lip after hearing the soft moans, he finally pulled back - both breathless - and staring into each others eyes with a lusty expression. “You were saying?”
“Fuck you.” Jak moaned out, trying to escape from Jensen’s grasps the second he felt the wolf’s hands pressing into his hips and squeezing tightly against his sensitive spots. Mindlessly, he lifted up from the ground and found himself wrapping both his legs around the wolf’s waist both their harden members pressed firmly against each other. “Stop, Jensen.”
“Why?” Jensen breathed out, placing more heated kisses against Jak’s bare neck - suckling and nipping the white flesh presented to him. Relishing in the soft moans that was so rewarding to hear.
“Please, stop.” Jak moaned out, mindlessly grinding himself against Jensen’s body. “We can’t do this, please stop it.”
Growling lowly, he finally bite down on Jak’s nape of his neck - hard, and thrusts forward making Jak cry out from the unexpected movement between his legs. Reaching between their bodies, he untied the male’s loose strings to his pants and reached under to grab the one prize he truly sought for. “I’m not stopping, not when I know you want this just as bad as I do.”
“Please, stop it!” Jak cried out, gasping for air the second he felt the wolf’s rough palm against his bare, hard cock. Stroking him, he began to grind against his hand - moaning and crying. “Please, stop this.” Cursing both the wolf and his own body for do this. He felt so betrayed that his body would act on it’s own accord to the wolf’s touch. No one had ever done this to him, where he lost complete control over his body. It was terrifying.
“Jak, just let it happen. I’ll be gentle.” Jensen promised, whispering against his ear as he continued to stroke his cock. The heat was finally getting to him, and there was no stopping him now. As much as he knew he should, he couldn’t bring himself to stop touching Jak’s body.
Pulling his hand from the hard cock that he was becoming to really enjoy, he pulled Jak off from the palm tree and laid him quickly onto the sandy ground. Spreading his legs widely for him, he slowly began to thrust his own hips against his - rubbing his own clothed, hard cock against Jak’s harden member. Leaning forward, he captured Jak’s lips once more into a heated kiss - still trying to fight for control but losing the battle.
“Jensen - please -” Jak mumbled between the kisses, trying to pull away but only realizing how useless it truly was. His body was no longer under his control, and the more he begged for Jensen to stopped - he knew it wouldn’t happen anytime soon. “Please stop.” He silently begged.
Fear was crawling between the two males, and it wasn’t long until a single snap from beyond the jungle brought the two out of their stupor and their attention towards the noise. Control was back in Jensen’s grasp and he immediately lifted off Jak and up in front of the male, to protect him from whatever may be lurking about. Jak on the other hand, kept feeling his heart racing and his body shaking from all that had happened. He wasn’t sure if Jensen was going to rape him or if he was controlled, but he did know that he needed to be far away from the wolf as soon as possible.
But as they sat there, the single snap not yet to be repeated beyond the jungle’s edge - they both finally looked at each other. “Are you alright?” Jensen finally asked, sickness creeping into his stomach as he watched the uncertainty and fear rising in the young male before him. He caused that fear, and it made him sick with guilt and regret. Why couldn’t the control his body? He would never hurt Jak, ever!
“I’ll be fine once I’m away from you.” Jak stated coldly, looking away from Jensen and out towards the shore.
His heart broke. He deserved this more than anything. If only he had fought harder, this would have never happened, and he wouldn’t have almost forced himself on the one guy that he was quickly falling for. It was messed up.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop.”
“Yeah, I know. I was there!” Jak snarled, quickly rising onto his feet and walking away to get far from the wolf.
“Jak, it’s not what you think!” Jensen defended.
“Oh, like I haven’t heard that! Are you also going to say, it’s not what you think! I couldn’t help myself?” Jak stated, turning around with tears pricking his eyes. “Gah, and to think I actually thought you might be different! To think I was going to take your word and believe you were not like other guys! But I was wrong! You are nothing but a dog! A jerk!”
“Jak!”
“No! Just leave me alone, you rapist!” Jak snapped, turning on his heel and storming off towards the shore to be far away from Jensen. Tears falling, he felt his heart breaking from all the emotions he was feeling. Bad memories began to plague him once more, he all he wanted was to believe in someone that they wouldn’t hurt him. But that was all a lie! The only person he could ever trust was his brother! And it will forever remain that way!
Meanwhile, sitting on the edge of the jungle’s entrance, Jensen watched as Jak continued to walk away from him. His heart was breaking into millions of pieces, and as much as he wanted to run after him and explain what had happened - it would be pointless. How could he explain without it sounding like he was justifying his actions?
In all honesty, he wouldn’t believe himself either if he was in Jak’s shoes. There would be no way he could believe a single word coming out from the horses mouth. Grabbing the net, he flung it over his shoulder and began to follow after Jak.
As he stepped further away, a figure within the jungle continued to watch in awe as both males slipped away from it’s grasp. Seeing as they finally vanished from it’s line of sight, the figure finally stepped out from the dark jungle, revealing a young dark-haired woman with vibrant yellow eyes.
Sighing, she looked up to the sun that was beginning to warm her white, pearly skin and dirt covered clothes. Her lips dry from lack of water, and her eyes sunken in from lack of sleep. She appeared to be more bone than meat, and it wasn’t until a swift breeze brushed past her that the dirt covered tunic revealed just how thin and frail she truly was.
Brushing the stringy hair from her face, she gave a hopeful smile. “Father, we have people here.”

“I said to stay away! I’m not going to talk to you for a while, so just leave me alone!” Jak’s voice echoed loudly from a distance.
Naraku cocked a brow as he watched from the shore he was standing in to see both Jak and Jensen arriving - with anger and regret surrounding them both. Shaking his head, he decided to leave the two be on their own as he continued to fish. He was the only one left in the shore since Bankotsu rushed back to camp the second Kira told him about Inuyasha’s condition.
He hoped it was great news, since they all truly needed it for their unconscious friend.
Tossing the hand-made net into the ocean once more, he walked over where the other net was lying. His rolled up pants, drenched in salt water, began to unfold and fall once more to his ankles. Cursing, he kneeled down to roll them back up, catching cups of water in the small folded pockets before having it squeezed out as he rolled the fabric up to his knees.
Scratching the wet, itchy skin, he rose back to his feet and began to walk towards his primary goal. Reaching down, he lifted the net and found up to ten fish flapping away in the net. Smiling in triumphant, he pulled out the net and set it beside the shore to gather the fish and place them into a make-shift hole in the sandy ground.
A light breeze began to pick up, and with it the scent of a stranger. His eyes widen in shock, he looked over to the direction of the scent and felt his heart race the second he saw a young girl walking in the distance - towards their camp.
She looked clueless, and weak from a distance. She continued to walk in a swaying motion, twirling to prevent from falling to the ground or shuffling her feet into the loose sand to keep her ground. The wind continued to swirl around her, bringing her scent to Naraku’s nose, filling it with the smell of dirt, old water, blood and saliva. It was a strange scent, but she didn’t smell like the walkers or the dark entities.
She smelled human.
As she came closer to sight, he finally saw how pale she truly was. How stringy, and unhealthy her hair was, and how pale her yellow eyes were. She looked like a zombie walking towards him, but instead of caring fear around her - she held a smile of hope and faith in her eyes.
“Hello!” She called out, coughing shortly after from the loudness that vibrated her dry throat. She always whispered, and kept silent because of how itchy her throat could be from the lack of water.
But she was just glad to see more people. She tried to race after the two men that left her behind, but they continued to walk fast away from her. Except this gentleman before her. She felt her heart sore with joy as her eyes locked onto his crimson ones. He was quite handsome, dark-skinned, violet black hair and beautiful red eyes. He only wore trousers, so his torso was bare with lean, define muscles that rippled with every move he made.
He was quite delicious looking to stare at.
Confusion clouded his mind, but the second the girl began to talk - his interest was peeking to a high level. Walking towards her, he replied back. “Hi.”
“I’m Mika. You are?” She spoke softly, trying not to agitate her throat as she stopped inches away from the male.
She looked incredibly weak and ill. Malnourished to the bone! It was a miracle she was still standing! Clearing his throat, he finally replied back trying to not sound as shocked and surprised as he was feeling. “Naraku.”
“Hell?” She questioned with a quizzical smile. “That’s a very nice name.”
Hell was never a nice name to have. It was a name he actually loathe, but than again he never bothered to change it. Mostly because his name held fear in it. And secretly, he did kinda enjoy it - just a little. But it was always a toss up though. His human part always craved normalcy, while his yokai part craved power and dominance.
A self-conflicted war he was constantly in battle with.
“It can be,” He stated, answering her question. “Where did you come from?”
Closing her eyes, she began to inhale the scent of the ocean that surrounded her. For a moment, she ignore Naraku until she finally opened her eyes with an exhale. The sun felt amazing against her skin. The sounds of the ocean and distance people chatting was amazing to her ears. And the sight of people other than her, her father, and brother was a sight for sore eyes. Smiling, she replied back. “I’m from here.”
“Here?” What? How could that be? They had search this entire island, except for inside the jungle, but either way no life form existed on the island. Only they did, and the dark entity! No one else existed! Suspicion began to gather into his mind, and he narrowed his gaze at the woman. “How?”
“A ship wreck silly. How else can anyone find this place?” She giggled lowly, brushing past the spider and walking towards the ocean to sink her bare feet into. “I’ve been here for ten years, Naraku-san. And not once have I met another life form besides you and your friends.”
“What?”
“I live in the jungle. It’s where I been all this time, away from the ocean’s water.” She stated softly. “The island has a way of making the mind go mad the closer you are to water.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, the water is poison silly.” She giggled, turning around to face him. “It’s tainted to make the mind be drowned with illusions. But inside the island, is a lake that is pure and safe. But it only appears on a full moon. At least it keeps your sated until the next full moon.”
This was too much to comprehend. His mind was buzzing with more questions, but the more he felt the need to ask, the more he was becoming suspicious of the woman. Swallowing, he finally began to ask the one question that truly bugged him most. “Is there others?”
Smiling, she nodded. Her smile changing to a demented grin. “My father and brother live with me. Well, my brother did once. He died drinking the water from the ocean. These fish carrying the poison.” She calmly spoke. “You are a fool to continue to eat them.”
“Who was your brother?” Naraku asked, ignoring her other warnings.
Furrowing her brows, she looked in confusion until she finally shrugged and replied back. “Akito. His name was Akito.”
His eyes widen in shock as he watched the young girl before him smile and turn back around to play in the ocean’s water. Fear consuming him, he looked back towards camp and wondered if he should race quickly there and let them know what is going on - or if he should stay and keep watch on the suspicious woman. Swallowing, he decided on the latter.
“You know, I lied earlier.” She confessed, stopping in her tracks and turning around. “You are the only ones who crashed here within ten years.”
“What do you mean? Is there a way out?”
“Yeah. But you won’t like it.”
“Try me.”
Giggling, she finally shrugged and looked directly into his eyes. “Me and my father are cannibals, Naraku-san. It’s been so long since we had more survivors here. I should thank my brother for this treat.”
Swallowing, he prepared to fight the young girl only to watch her vanish from sight. Standing in the wet, sandy shore - he looked around to see that he had yet to pull the fish net completely out of the water. In the distance, he heard Jak and Jensen once more, and as the wind swept by - all he smelled was the ocean and sandy shore.
His mind reeling in confusion, trying to comprehend what had happened. His heart racing, all he could hear was a single laughter echoing in his mind.
Was the girl real? Or was the water truly poison to make the mind go mad?
What was real?
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