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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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WARNING: violence and sexual content.
Hope you enjoy the reading ;)
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"How?! My barrier..." Naraku's voice almost didn't sound, as his joints remained hardened like stones, so startled he was while watching the dome shatter and a wild wind enter the desert yard. Although his bare humanoid form was completed, some reminiscent centipede parts and greenish tentacles still dragged agitated on the ground, linked to his back.
"Keh! Finally I found your castle, bastard! This time you won't scape!" Inuyasha crossed the purple clouds and fell on his feet by the other side of the vast arid garden. "You look awful!" He laughed, facing a naked Naraku soaked in transparent mucus. "What?" Soon, the inuhanyo noticed an souvenir on the land, Annabelle's tree. His golden gaze twinkled, reflecting those bright white flowers beneath some leaves, than they rolled over the place, stopping on the fallen lass ahead, her clear dress stained by dark brown earth. "What have you done to her?!" he hissed.
Naraku wasn't in a mood to such provocations, his answer was to send some appendages on his enemy's direction. As soon as Inuyasha cut them down with his sword, venomous smoke spread over him. Protecting his nose with one arm, the inuhanyo jumped off the poisoned spot and tried to come closer to his target.
The spider, still recovering his powers, jumped over the roof, keeping as distant as he could from Inuyasha's attacks. Tetsusaiga's blows ripped roof tiles off, destroyed wooden frames, almost hitting his opponent, but the arachnid was a master when the matter was talent on dodging.
"You can't run forever!" Inuyasha shouted.
No, no! Annabelle rolled over the floor, supporting her weight on her arms so she could sit. Kagura was still unconscious. They must stop! Her eyes followed them. Naraku jumped on the sand again, not so far from the lass. It's for my sake that he isn't using too much miasma. He doesn't want to hurt me. She glanced at her troubled, fearsome companion, and then she looked at Inuyasha assuming his typical combat posture, wind was forming around his large blade.
"I'll finish you off, once and for all!" the silver-haired lad spat, then he casted his sword's power "Kaze no Kizu!"
Naraku smirked, apparently unworried. The pinkish dome surrounded him, and made those wind blows concentrate there first. Soon they would just dissipate in the air, however, an arrow suddenly crossed his barrier and broke it down, making some of those wild winds get inside and hit some of his tentacles covering his front as a shield, surprising not only him, but his ginger mate. An exasperated scream burned Annabelle's throat.
Kikyo?! Inuyasha supposed, for the power of that shot was so pure that must have been the late priestess' deed. Luckily for Naraku, the arrow passed through his dark locks, just near to his neck, and then it got stuck on the earth. If it has hit him, there would be no regeneration skill able to save his life. So, the girl's silhouette crossed the fog of wind and sand.
"Kagome!" it was Inuyasha's unbelieving calling which revealed her identity. How did she get in there? And it wasn't only she, but also his other friends, side by side, everyone showing self-confidence, just ready for the battle. After rationalizing for a few seconds, the inuhanyo finally got into a conclusion: Kohaku's shard. Kagome must have felt it, and that was how she has found him. A silly smile showed up on his face.
"Inuyasha, we don't have much time!" Kagome pronounced herself determined. "The jewel is inside his head"!
"Hiraikotsu!" Sango sent her huge boomerang, aiming the arachnid, and he managed to throw his body on the ground just in time to escape from being catch by the impact. However, the rest of his body parts, hanging yet, were still recovering from the previous inuhanyo's attack. He looked at Anna for an instant, the lass was paralyzed, concealed behind the revolving dust. Naraku jumped away, taking some distance.
"Kazaana!" Noticing the absence of infernal wasps, Miroku used his curse and ironically greatest power in his favor. Naraku began to be dragged.
Annabelle felt her heart ache, and the world around seemed to spin slower. Her ears captured their voices deeper and delayed, even the breeze and grains of sand, floating above, looked frozen in time. She barely could feel her coppery locks rubbing against her face as the agitated air was making them wave to the sides. Everything she could see was Naraku on the floor, having a hard time to get up, his crimson eyes widened and opaque. Would he be able to run? She believed not. This was it, the end. Naraku's end, just as Anna has foreseen.
"Now!" Kagome gave the sign.
No! Annabelle's very soul screamed on fire, finally she was standing.
"Kaze no Kizu!"
Naraku's eyes closed in response of such intense luminosity. Because of the monk's wind hole suction, and the fact that his own demonic powers weren't full restored, the arachnid's body wasn't able to leave that place, for if he took his feet off the earth, he would surely be swallowed, and by now the inuhanyo's attack has already cut every trace of his last miasma cloud. Would it hurt so much? He wondered. Or would it be quick as a beam of light, fleeting as a falling star?
The light remained even more intense than before, however, the feeling of being pulled was gone. His eyelids were still closed, yet the spider hanyo could feel a presence ahead. He had a brief thought about it, which his reason fought against to believe. Then one of his eyes managed to open, just to contemplate Annabelle right in front of him, with her arms stretched to the sides, ginger hair hovering above, her warm and clear halo covering the two of them, enduring alone the powerful wind blasts of Tetsusaiga.
She has protected him.
Why?! Stunned and confused, his body stiffened as his core boiled watching that scene. And he wasn't the only one who was astonished, Inuyasha and friends got paralyzed, every one of them showed widened eyes and parted muted lips.
In fasten, large steps she got there and threw herself ahead of Naraku. Kagura woke up in time to witness such endeavor. Before she could raise and do anything though, some tentacles emerged from Naraku's back and grabbed Annabelle. At last, he floated away, bringing the lass within his grip.
Tetsusaiga's blade hit the sand, Inuyasha's hands were shaking. The castle around began to vanish, like a mirage. They already has seen it happening before.
"Hey, Kagura!" Kagome called, believing their enemy's servant could give any sort of information to them. However, the Wind Sorceress just got the feather off her hair, and as soon as it changed size, she jumped in and flew away, following the trail her creator has made.
"Damnit!" Inuyasha yelled to the wind. He was so close, the opportunity was just there, in his hands, and got lost because of her.
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All that mess had a bright side at least. Annabelle, being carried into Naraku's arms high in the sky, could enjoy the view of ancient treetops crossing the mist, being illuminated by the soft sunlight of the morning's first hours, yet the golden star was partially hidden behind a cloud announcing a storm yet to come.
They arrived in an old, abandoned gazebo, on the top of a mountain. As soon as the hanyo landed, his circular barrier covered the building, illuminating it. Naraku settled Anna, sitting on the floor, while he knelt right ahead, in his full human form.
They stared at each other for a while, both gasping.
"Are you hurt?" she asked tremulant.
"You saved me" his hands hesitantly approached her constricted shoulders. A thunder resounded outside the protective dome. "Why did you do that?" his fingers touched the grimy fabric of her chemise and squeezed it, pulling her closer. "Why, if I almost killed you?!" His eyes were stuck on her features.
"I... I don't know!" Anna was so nervous that she thought her body would just fall lifeless on the ground. It was hard not to choke responding his inquiries.
"You said you would not turn against Inuyasha and his friends, that you would never fight them for me!" He dropped her shoulders to catch her wrists and pulled her to himself, never loosening his grip, so she couldn't find a way to depart from his touch.
"And I wouldn't fight them, I would never hurt them!" The lass said it loudly, sounding even more firm than he did. "But I couldn't let you die!"
"Why?!" He almost growled.
"Because I don't want you to die!" She yelled in anguish, her high shout echoed mountain below for some seconds. A thin tear dripped over one pale cheek.
"I nearly killed you..." In contrast, Naraku whispered, haunted by his own doing and also by her reaction after everything that happened. His hands slipped from her wrists and fell over the ground, smearing the wood with his mucus.
"But you didn't, you spared me" Anna, not a bit disturbed by the viscous liquid covering his entire body, with one hand started to move away some dark locks stuck on his cheek, his hair was so oily that it's curls looked straight, her other hand slid it's fingers through his stunned face, caressed his chin, then went down to his neck's side, stopping at his nape. To make clear that she didn't feel a trace of disgust about his condition, Belle softly evolved his soaked, naked body between her arms. "When I saw Kagome's arrow breaking your barrier, I knew you wouldn't stand a chance and I had to make a choice. I could not simply watch while they would shatter you into pieces, Naraku!"
"You could have been hit, you could have died" Still in shock, the hanyo didn't retrieve the embrace, his joints felt so rigid as they were carved in stone. He was gazing the horizon blurred by the clouds and his translucent forcefield. The thoughts were many, so inconstant as the agitated beating of his heart.
"I don't care" the lass tightened the grip, pressing his chest against hers. It wasn't only Naraku who felt terrified about the latest events, Anna herself was deeply stupefied with her own behavior, and with that crushing sensation she had in the moment she believed it would be the arachnid's last. An excruciating pain dominated her being just with the thought of living a life without him by her side. On those obscure seconds, Annabelle had a glimpse of how she would miss him, how huge would be the void inside her soul if he was gone, and then a new belief ascended into her core. I think I love him. A sob left her lips squeezed against his shoulder. She tightened him so hard into that embrace, that Naraku felt a bit suffocated. Yet, seeing her so vulnerable and disconsolate, he couldn't help but hold her in the same intense way, sealing their bodies while his fingers stroked some strands of her flaming hair.
"Forgive me" he asked, melancholy sounding in his deep, low timbre. The weight of his remorse was crushing him for the countless time. They found reciprocity into the fear of losing each other. Naraku has asked himself what would be of him if Annabelle was gone as well, and for his sake, what turned his anguish even worse to bear.
While this woman remains under your domain, she will never be safe. Those murmurs buzzed into his mind, making him frown. The dead man is right, Naraku, you are condemned to bring the chaos. Eventually, the blood of this woman will be in your hands, just as the priestess' once had.
Wherever you put your feet on, the damage comes along. The only thing you value is your own greed.This is you. Hitomi's words hurt like hammer blows inside his brain. The hanyo caught his breath, and then found some courage to hold Anna's face in his hands so he could look at her minutely. Her sky-blue eyes, full of expectations, desires, fears and pleadings were locked onto his. Her hands were going up and down over his smeared back, softly squeezing his skin as if she was just ensuring herself that it was all gathered in place.
"Would you do that again?" Serious, he asked. "Would you risk your life to save mine one more time?"
"I would, as many times it was needed" and the answer came directly, without a glimpse of an eye, which frightened him even more. Along with her confirmation, came an urgent, passional kiss that consumed him, numbing his senses for a while, awakening the beast residing his depths, who was yearning to fulfill it's lust.
So, his indelicate fingers pulled the ribbons of her corset, opening it for once. As that piece fell, one hand slipped through her chemise's neckline and grabbed her gasping breast. Anna's moan was muffled inside their kiss, yet the next ones sounded as clear as crystals, as the spider left her mouth to lick and bite her neck, then her shoulder, while lowering the sleeves of her thin gown, to finally get exactly where he wanted. Naraku put down her cleavage with the same urge he has untied that corset, then he leaned her down, so his mouth could engulf one of those shivered, rounded mounds. Soon his tongue tip was circling the tumid nipple, soaking and warming it.
Annabelle sunk one hand under the blackness of his hair, on the top of his head, letting the hanyo lay her down on the ground, still sucking and licking one of her breasts, and then the other. She felt a hand pushing her leg aside, making her womanhood much more accessible. Naraku pulled off her chemise for once and threw it away. Still tasting the softness of her bosom, he moved that same hand over her tight, slipping over her groin, and soon the spider began to finger that wet, feverish gap devotedly. The more her body contorted, the more sweet sounds she vocalized, more fervorous his touches became, massaging her clit, lingering into her channel in such an uncommon dedication to her pleasure, like trying to drive her into madness on purpose.
When feeling her with his touches didn't seem to be enough, Naraku went down till his face was in front of that little pulsing, pink fountain of delight which's arousal smelled irresistibly, and then holding her knees, adjusting between those widened legs, the hanyo first licked his salivating lips, just to let them fall down over that inflated bottom and walls. The woman's spine arched up, she scratched the wooden floor and her toes constricted, all her being shuddered and trembled.
He dropped her knees and took her nates firmly, inducing her to raise her hips, and suddenly those slow, seductive kisses on her center turned into hungrily suctions, Naraku only stopped to devour her at the last breath of her bursting orgasm. And from then on, his youki emanated out of control. Shikon no Tama was shinning inside his forehead, reflecting on the lass' clouded sight. However, it's tiny shard inside her chest restrained her will to complain about it, she wasn't thinking at all. Her hands followed the instinctive urge to slid upon his chest and his belly, marking a trails with her nails. The arachnid, knelt in front of her, rubbing his mast against her entrance, was indeed acting like he wanted to exhibit his perfectly shaped body.
"Kiss me" Anna asked weakly, lifting her arms, inviting him to embrace her. Her request sounded humble and affectionate, it was rare to see her behaving so fondly when they were sharing such kind of moment. Naraku bewildered her sweet smile, the unfamiliar spark within those summer skies of hers. Summer? Oh no, it was springtime blooming inside her eyes.
He did complied that craving, not tenderly though. The arachnid devoured her lips, dominated her tongue, making it follow his wild rhythm, as he pushed himself inside of her, dedicating every fiber of his being to make her his. He already had desperately took her another times, even so nothing could be compared with his present fervor. First he thrusted torturously slow into her womb, wishing time could stop just to have her there, always linked with him, their fluids mixed as one, yearning to hear those pleasuring moans forever, so melodic as the sound of her golden harp. Then, as the lasciviousness of both increased uncontrollably, he fastened his movements, going deeper, harder inside her channel, pumping against her cervix, while their chests intensely rubbed against each other, lighting sparks into their spirits. They couldn't tell where each one began and the other ended, or if they were the same. Their gasps, their voices, their essences, all together into a torrid embrace.
Sleep. the hanyo's deep voice whispered into Annabelle's mind, frightening her at first, yet making her fall unconscious right after.
After the blast of delight, Naraku used the power of the shard he has put inside her chest. Laying upon the sleeping lass' body, he hid his face behind some ginger curls, inhaling deeply their floral fragrance while seeking for courage...
Courage to make a decision.
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The lingering orange light from the twilight awoke her. Annabelle sat, still dizzy, and soon noticed a cloth covering her body. Rolling eyes upon the fabric, the lass recognized it instantaneously. It was the cloak she has embroidered for a certain person once. Anna held the velvet, confused about how that piece has got into that gazebo. Then, she realized that Naraku wasn't by her side. Her eyes looked for him, till they found the creature covered by a baboon pelt, standing next to a tree.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked.
"What is this?" She was talking about a bag in front of his feet.
"Your things" The baboon naturally answered.
"What do you mean?" Belle threw the cloak over her body and walked towards him, her bare feet sinking into the wet earth.
"You cannot wander through the woods dressing only a cloak, right?"
And suddenly, such words made her petrify, her blood seemed to freeze inside her veins.
"Through... the woods? Naraku, I don't understand..." she mumbled, her heart almost escaping from her throat. He was mute. Tremulous, Annabelle grabbed his furry collar and shook him. "Are you sending me away?!" She searched for his eyes under the monkey's mask, those rubies not even blinked.
"It has been fun while it lasted, I must confess..." He pronounced himself in a mocking tone, the whiteness of his teeth showed itself into a wicked grin. "But I already got bored of this game. Anyway, thank you for being such a nice distraction, Annabelle Rose" He stroked her squalid face before the lass leaned her body against the tree, searching for balance and air.
Distraction?!
That same sensation of hours ago, when the world seemed to be stuck into a slow, endless spin, repeated itself. Belle inhaled deeply before raising her head and lock her eyes on his figure. Naraku didn't move, just stood elegantly on his feet, gazing at her without any sign of exaltation. Indifferent.
To be continued...
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Wow, another chapter that got quite big, but I hope it has been as thrilling for you as I had imagine. And now? Are you wanting to slap, kick and punch Naraku already? LOL.
Wait to read the next chapter, then.
See ya soon, kissuuuuuus!
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