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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: sexual content.
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The night finally came, after a long day of unbearable expectations. Annabelle couldn't stop thinking about how would such transcendental meeting be, and Ailyn was already annoyed with her sister talking exhaustively about what could happen, what she could feel, what Hitomi could say...
"Alright, alright! You have spoken the same things a million times already!" Ailyn complained while lighting some black candles around the armchair. "Do not make me regret of having this idea!" She warned, losing her temper.
"I'll speak nothing more, promise!" Anna tapped her mouth with two hands.
"Good" She took a deep breath, then sat and closed her eyes, resting hands over the torn upholstery arms of the seat. "I need time to concentrate myself".
Not being able to settle her own anxiety with words, Annabelle began to hit her feet over the floor covered by moss, just trying to calm her pungent confusion of mind and heart. There were so many questions with no no answers. There were guilt and desire to regret, Anna believed she had to regret her choices, and yet she couldn't. Would all that scene a simple way to distract her from a real situation?
And then, when she began to question if she should go on with that encounter, a glowing green portal opened in front of her, revealing a little hovel which the ginger lass remembered so well. The place where she hid when Kagewaki's father has sentenced her to die. The same old cabin where she lost her virginity... a single thought of that moment brought Naraku to her mind again.
"Move, the portal will not last forever!" Ailyn warned.
Annabelle breathed in deeply, arranged the bag on her back, and at last she found the necessary courage to jump into the magic gateway. Meanwhile, Ailyn remained focused, repeating some words in their ancestral language. Her eyes, once closed, suddenly widened, entirely black, a green fog emerged from the floor, it slowly began to hover, spreading into the humble home hidden inside a tree and also in the hovel where her sister was fearfully entering.
Somewhere else, in another direction, inside an obscure castle, there was a hanyo observing the almost complete jewel shaking over an altar.
"What is the meaning of this?" Naraku frowned, keeping a safe distance from the glowing gemstone.
Suddenly, a thin whitish ray scaped from Shikon no Tama and flew through the window, crossing the barrier, then the purple miasma mist, reaching the skies. Naraku ran to the veranda and sent a few Saimyosho to chase that strange light.
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Fingertips slid through the wooden wall, feeling it's texture. Annabelle still recalled the exact spot where she had been when the man she believed to be her Kagewaki got inside that cabin and evolved her so passionately.
The lass touched her palms and forehead against that wall, sealing eyelids, all thoughts were stuck in the past, mourning for such a memento be nothing but a lie. So, her ears heard some light steps over the sand, and a cracking, gasping breathing came closer to the door.
Anna slowly turned her body, terrified and anxious at the same time. As soon as she was facing the door, her sight captured his visage. Kagewaki, at the door, looked stunned. Sometimes he would just stare at her with his confused almond eyes, sometimes he would simple look to his own hands, like doubting if that all could be real.
With air stuck in the middle of her throat, preventing a surprised shout to sound, Annabelle gave the first steps to an enclosure. Hitomi stood still right where he was. The lad was the dead one, and even so, if there was anyone paralyzed by fear, it wasn't the woman whose still had lungs to breathe. When her fingers were close to rub his face, Kagewaki took some distance, gasping.
"It's alright" feeling her heart throb and her eyes getting wet, Anna softly said while raising a hand to the man who seemed to restrain the pale moonlight in his body. "My lord..." She whispered, waiting for the moment he would feel safe to accept having contact.
A bit hesitant, Hitomi approached his trembling fingers and finally touched their tips to her warm and soft ones. Having the capability of feeling the touch, the skin, made him tremble. So, the Young Master left her hand to cup her cheeks, squeezing them, contouring the jawline, sliding his fingers through the ginger locks around her face, and Annabelle's very soul shook as well, while experiencing his warm softness, his flushed skin, as he was still alive.
Contemplating those brownish eyes overflowing emotions, she remembered his every feature and those times when they lived together, it felt like a massive hole has swallowed her heart. Annabelle embraced him tightly, her arms got lost behind his dense black hair. He retrieved her gesture with the same devotion, starving to feel every inch of her.
"Forgive me!" she shouted "Forgive me!" and repeated between sobs, pressing his chest against hers, wishing to believe they had achieved to turn back in time and now would finally live what should have been. This was their night, however all Annabelle could feel was missing and guilt. "I missed you so much, my lord! Please, you must believe me!" she begged, tightening that embrace even more.
"I know, Anaberu, I know!" More discrete than the lass, he said. Silent tears poured down by the corner of his face, as his hands stroked her back, trying to calm the woman down "Weep no more..." Hitomi asked. "I cannot stand to see you suffering, knowing that I came to be responsible for it..."
"I should never have let myself give in to him" Anna said, disgust making her voice sound bitter. Yet, into her depths she felt uncomfortable with her own words, without understanding why.
"Even if it has not been with Naraku..." His own serene tone overcame hers, his gaze fell upon her delicate forms while Kagewaki moved away some coppery locks from her wet cheeks. "I think it could have been any man and I would still act in the same way, for I would not bear to deal with the fact we have never consummated our love, we will never see our dreams coming true... I did not wish to be all by myself and wanted you to be mine, and mine alone..." As he was speaking, his tender caresses were spread all over her semblance, like a cool breeze kissing her nose, making her bangs fly to the sides, than touching her lips, resting on her chin. "What kind of person am I, Anaberu?" Kagewaki smiled, languidly defeated.
"I don't blame you for any of this!" Although it was hard, beyond the pain she found some strength to smile, holding his hands, laying a kiss on each one. "It must be so lonely to be in the place you were..."
"To be true, I have the worst of all companies, monsters of all kinds" He told. "In the center of that hell, only one soul seemed to be pure, a priestess, but she was asleep" his eyes narrowed, darkened, while the lad was recalling his present lair. Annabelle got confused, she has never listened anything about such a place before. "But I do not want to talk about these horrors, right now all I wish is to cherish the little time we have..." his habitual sweetness was back, though there was still a shade of sorrow in his gaze.
"Yes, yes!" Anna immediately agreed, she would do whatever she could to provide Kagewaki some lull.
Then, his little smile faded and his eyes locked upon hers, Annabelle felt strangely embarrassed. His lips enclosed hers and softly covered them, sealing a chaste kiss, at least in the beginning. Kagewaki's eyes closed, surrendered. Anna's, however, delayed to give in. The Young Master's hands timidly evolved her waist, contouring her forms. Bit by bit, the tip of his tongue sought for entrance politely and the lass' mouth slowly opened, feeling numb. Each gentle swirl his tongue did inside that kiss, she just imitated. Anna felt comforting somehow, it was undeniable, for into that tender gesture she could recall the sensation of shelter and protection.
A flying demon wasp, through the other side of the window, was watching the couple's kiss prolonging, muffling their sighs. The rounded, big red eyes of that insect witnessed the lad gradually losing pudency and press the Scottish lass against him, while one of his hand slid over her belly and laid upon her breast, softly caressing it.
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This cannot be! An unmeasurable rage made Naraku's depths boil. The information about Kagewaki, in flesh and bone, meeting Annabelle, couldn't have shook his pillars more. If the hanyo was as impulsive as Inuyasha, he would fastly break up that castle, go to the hovel and would take Hitomi's life for the second time. He was dead, I disintegrated that idiot with my miasma! His eyes sealed violently, not wanting to see any image of that scene inside his head, and, oh, he was quite aware of what would come next, Annabelle would finally give herself to her one true love. Any sort of fantasy the Spider had about her feelings towards him vanished into ashes. Yet, Naraku would not be capable to relinquish as long as he still had to carry the burden of having a human heart.
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"Oh!" the unexpected Hitomi's caress on her bosom made Annabelle gasp and break the kiss for an instant.
"Forgive me..." He quickly moved his hand away and released the woman of his embrace, his cheeks looked intensely blushed.
"No, it's fine, I just didn't saw such initiative coming from you" Still perplexed, she explained.
"I only wanted to feel you" the lad confessed in a low, lugubrious tone "For I know this might be the only chance I will ever have".
Hearing his words, seeing the shadow he had become was like being stabbed right through the heart. Although Kagewaki still had the angelical looks of erstwhile, such whiteness tones of his clothes and skin were merely a camouflage to the darkness consuming the spirit of a man so young whose dreams were all shattered. Fatally, when rueing for him, Annabelle couldn't avoid to think of Naraku one more time. After all, the arachnid was the responsible for that! She not only blamed him, but assumed her own guilt for, deep inside, even knowing the monstrous creature Naraku was, she could not despise him at all, and even missed him terribly.
"Anaberu?" The tender voice woke Anna from the sudden trance.
As soon as she saw him staring at her with those worried almond eyes, the lass faked a smile, took his hand and rested it over her breast again, disconcerting him instantaneously.
"Feel me". Anna closed her eyes and induced him to softly squeeze her mound, lifting his fingers upon her cleavage, so Kagewaki would be able to feel better the texture of her skin. She could hear his breath gasping, anxiously accelerated. While entwining the Young Master into her arms, uniting their bodies, the lass soon noticed a particular grew corpulence between Hitomi's legs, suffocated inside his pants, pressing against her skirt. He wanted her so much... and she? She owed that to him.
So, Annabelle kissed him, and this time there was no gentleness. Her lips dominated his, sucking, licking, tasting and devouring, while her fingers grabbed some locks of raven hair on the back of his head so firmly that pulled them, making the shy lad moan inside the wild kiss.
"Did I hurt you?" she whispered, breaking the kiss, letting their mouths linked only by a thin saliva's thread.
Hitomi, mesmerized by the sensations which made him appreciate the spark of life within him, denied her question with a brief shake of his head, then he resumed to kiss her urgently, cornering the ginger lass against the wall. The rose's perfume invading his nostrils was such an aphrodisiac that he couldn't help but press his nose against her neck and rub his lips over it's skin till he could bury his face into her coppery curls. Annabelle remembered how Naraku used to do the same, however more intensely, and suddenly her soul ached, feeling abandoned, yet her body responded differently, becoming more receptive to the skin to skin contact, deeply willing for it.
"I want you so badly..." Kagewaki murmured his confession in her ear. His phallus pulsed into the hakama as soon as Anna held his hands and guided them to begin untying the ribbons of her dress. Hitomi found some difficulty in the middle of the way, with his trembling fingers clumsily trying to undo that layer of clothes as fast as he could, so Annabelle finished the task for him, lowering the heavy sleeves and the skirt, and soon the first layers of her garment fell on the floor like curtains, only the corset and the chemise remained though, leaving more ribbons to untie. "This clothes of yours are so complicated!" Anxious, Kagewaki complained while trying to get rid of that piece as well.
Patiently, Belle held his hands and guided the lad to a futon on the corner of the hovel, there they sat and Kagewaki, amazed, watched she gracefully take off the corset. A discrete blush was coloring his cheeks, giving the lad a major innocent feature.
Annabelle began to lower the last part of her outfit, the thin, translucent chemise, gradually revealing her skin in a tortuous way to her passed betrothed, and realizing that his astonishment wouldn't let him move, the White Rose just started to calmly undress the first piece of his kimono, unveiling Hitomi's milky skin, smooth as cotton, illuminated by the nocturnal stars. Her palms explored his shoulders, chest and belly. Unlike Naraku, Kagewaki didn't have protuberant muscles, his forms were more soft, even delicate, gorgeous in his own way, and untouched.
"You are so beautiful..." he spoke so low, almost inaudible. His timid fingertips ran through her breasts's curves and went down her belly in a straight line. "I would have given everything to be the first, and the only man to touch you..." his semblance suddenly was shadowed by resentment.
"You were the one who introduced me to love, my lord" then she induced his hands to cover her two rounded mounds, while enclosing him a bit, fitting the Young Master between her legs. "Let's not think about sad things now, we cannot change the past," as the lass was speaking, her nose touched his, "all we can do is to enjoy the present moment". She felt him shaking into her embrace, so her hands massaged the lad's tense shoulders to relieve him.
"I desire you so, so much!" His phrase ended in a yearning moan, and going crazy for another passionate kiss, Hitomi possessed her lips one more time. As he kissed her, their bodies leaned behind, till Annabelle's was laid upon the futon with his forms over hers. "I..." sweating a bit, he mumbled as the woman was taking his pants off, finishing to undress him. "I do not know how to proceed, Anaberu" Kagewaki confessed, his face reddening for timidness.
It was his first time. A melancholy smile curved Anna's lips and she caressed her dear Hitomi's face, putting some black curls behind his ear. How odd that situation was, a man losing virginity after his death. Something too morbid to think, so she strove to not recall such detail frequently.
"I shall help you, alright?" the lass proposed tenderly, stroking his rigid belly, then touching his shivered groin, to finally evolve his latent member between her fingers. If Kagewaki's nervousness has soften his erection, Annabelle's touch soon made it hardened again, and suddenly the Young Master's arousal was so intense that it almost hurts. His breathing fastened. "Come" she guided, still holding his manhood, pointing it to her entrance, fitting the pinkish gland in there.
Hitomi's eyes closed and his throat liberated a deep moan that longed as much time as his entire length slipped into Annabelle's wet channel. The lad could barely believe he was able to feel his lady's interior at last. Her turquoise globes stood focused on the ceiling while her arms were holding her demised beloved. The most enthusiastic about that moment was the Young Master for certain.
Slow and a bit clumsy, he moved forward inside and then moved out, stopping for a while, already gasping, not for tiredness, but for the uncontrollable delight. Kagewaki held his breath, fighting to make that deliverance last long. He didn't even notice, into such tightened enlace, the foreigner woman violently shutting eyelids.
Don't you cry, don't spoil everything! She was commanding herself. This is his moment! It's the least you can do for him! Come to me, stay by my side... Yet her mind terribly tricked her, bringing a memory of Naraku's seductive deep voice to haunt her ears. I will take all this suffering away from you. Annabelle tightened her closed eyes even more, biting her lower lip. Hitomi's euphoric grunts and moans sounded like distant echoes, their bodies rubbing against each other, the kisses he has been spreading over her shoulder couldn't rescue her from the moment pounding in her memories. 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. The speech was still fresh inside her mind as if it have been spoken only a few hours ago, so was the feeling of his embrace on that time, even if it has happened into a sort of reverie within her head, all sounded real and sincere. There were those words and gesture which convinced Anna not only about a certain truth within him, but also to risk going on his meeting as she did. Why, Naraku? When she came to notice, Belle has already surrendered to resentment Why did you leave me? Her nails, before dragging upon the Young Master's soft back, scratched it's skin as if they could draw a spider scar there, even such detail she infernally missed. You made me a promise, a promise!
"Oh, Anaberu!" Kagewaki moaned in pain when the foreign lass sunk her nails so violently in his skin that made it bleed a bit. However, no other protest has time to be shouted, for her legs embraced him firmly, inducing the lad to move faster, harder. Then he groaned and his eyes rolled, pleasure waved all his internal structures.
When Anna grabbed his face and looked at his features, she sought into the brown the redness and got frustrated. On fire, the woman pulled her fiance's head near and kissed him fiercely, hoping to find in such wilderness a vestige of what her sight couldn't get, just a glimpse of what she truly was yearning to have. Still, Kagewaki was human and inexperienced, and her outer lips and inner walls' contractions, clenching around his phallus, provoked the inevitable and precocious cum. The poor lad's shaking body weighted over hers, soaking her depths with his milky seed.
Blue eyes slowly opened, still clouded, while her fingers ran through the softness of his raven hair, spreading over them like a black velvet veil. The same damn hair. That was what her lord could offer, and totally the opposite of what she truly longed for.
The hope she had that being with Hitomi would enlighten what should be her real wish completely vanished. That supernatural encounter just made Annabelle feel more tormented and unguided than before. The only elucidation she found inside was that all the missing filling her core wasn't exactly about Kagewaki, but of her very self. Anna missed the person she has been one day. She missed her own dreams, hopes and joys. That undescribable grief consuming her heart was for that part of herself that she has lost.
"I love you..." Kagewaki murmured in her ear, then kissed the corner of her cheek.
That was the last straw. The tears so bravely restrained delivered her eyes like a storm. Soon the lass was sobbing and trembling, desperately. Hitomi was confused and scared, gazing at her without knowing what to do, believing he was the responsible for her sudden sorrow. "What have I done? Did I hurt you?!"
"No!" She rubbed the back of her hand on her eyes, yet it was useless, salty drops proceeded pouring down. His careful behaviour just made it worse to bear.
"What is it then? Do you not wish to be with me?" Her sadness contaminated him.
"Please, speak no more! Just..." A sob interrupted her briefly. "Just hold me instead!" She asked and initiated the gesture for her own, grabbing Hitomi, pressing him against herself. "Hold me..." Anna repeated, this time in a tender whisper and the softness of her voice disarmed him, making the Young Master obey and be quiet, lulling the foreigner into his gentle arms.
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After concluding that he didn't wish nor could deal with his human part anymore, and it seemed that this piece of himself also didn't stand to cohabitate with him, Naraku made a decision. He would get rid of that pestilence once and for all. Therefore, along with his petit albino incarnation, he went to a ravine in the darkest hour of the All Souls Night, there, pointing to the depths below, the hanyo stretched one arm and an amount of purple flesh formed on it.
"Do you want to come out? Then I will let you". The arachnid said while observing that small deformity pulsing, full of swollen veins, as he yearned to be freed of the disease of having feelings.
Carelessly, Naraku let that eccentric meat roll down the cliff, getting lost into the darkness.
"Who was that? My younger brother?" Kanna came closer to the edge and beheld the strange corpulence fall.
"He is different from you all." He didn't explain the details. "Let's go." As soon as the spider announced, he just turned his back to the ravine and to whatever he had abandoned in there. I am finally free! Naraku thought, foolishly convinced.
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When Annabelle was able to calm her cries down, for not having slept properly last night, she ended up falling asleep for a while. Hitomi guarded her slumber, laying by her side, stroking her coppery curls, attentive to her every feature and every sigh.
At last, the young lass woke just to face the placid semblance admiring her.
"How long have I been sleeping?" She sat, feeling upset for letting herself just black out.
"Quite a while, it is almost time to say our goodbyes..." He told, discretely melancholy, already sitting in front of her.
"Why didn't you wake me up?!" Anna scolded, not believing they would have to bid farewell so soon.
"I did not have the courage" a small smile curved his lips, while Kagewaki caressed her chin. "I preferred to look at you, you seemed so tranquil and... I already have troubled your slumber so much, I did not feel I had the right to do so".
"Kagewaki..." She held his hand and put it closer to her chest, smoothing the pale and warm skin. "I need you to know that I loved you very much, that what we had was true" Anna confessed, trying to control her emotions.
"I know..." He said, still smiling although his almond eyes were visibly teary.
"You were my first love!" She finally smiled too, yet little teardrops were falling down the corner of her cheeks. "You will forever be in my heart, alive in my memories" Annabelle kissed his hand, than noticed the Young Master's body has began to fade a bit, getting translucent.
"I needed to hear that" Kagewaki sighed, then softly kissed her forehead. At last, the lad resumed to be who he used to be, and to ensure he would remain the good young lord of another times, before Hitomi completely disappear Anna kissed him one last time, in such gesture she shared her light with him, filling her passed love's core with that whitish serenity so much that it made him shine eburnum before Shikon no Tama claim his soul to return.
Naraku, sitting in front of that piece of gemstone once again kept in an altar, watched a discrete milky beam cross the window and come into the jewel. A Saimyosho of his has been spying on Annabelle and through the wasp he knew about Kagewaki's fading. That was how the arachnid realized the human hasn't turned back to life, it all has been nothing but a morbid farewell. He chuckled, completely indifferent to Kagewaki's condition and Annabelle's feelings.
The woman, on her turn, found the demon wasp as soon as she went out the hovel and stared it deeply in the eyes, her sky-blue pools shimmered sad and disappointed, yet her lips didn't say a word. The foreigner passed by the Saimyosho's side and proceeded taking distance, just following her path, as she said her sister she would do so. Ailyn would obviously not dare to show up and bid farewell, and was pretty much clear that the blonde twin didn't want any company as well.
What she has left to do was to look at the map Kikyo gave her and search for the village where her services would be welcomed. Her bag was resting against the outside wall, so Anna took a white cape from inside and covered herself, for she remembered very well how people used to react when they glimpsed her uncommon features. Finally, her pilgrimage has began, walking by the trails into the woods like an ordinary person, hiding herself as soon as she noticed any strange movement, always keeping a safe distance from villages in the way, till in a certain moment, while walking by the riverside, the lass glimpsed a young crying boy that was running into her direction.
She thought of hiding again, but she pitied the boy and decided to wait he get near so she could approach him.
"What has happened, child?" Annabelle asked when he was close enough.
"Are you a yokai?" the little lad was so exasperated that only noticed her presence when he heard her voice, then he just fell, sitting on the earth, and he covered his head with the arms, terrified.
"Don't worry, I will do you no harm" the lass chose to not answer whether she was a demon or not, for it was clear that hardly anyone would believe in the truth. "Now, tell me" Anna knelt in front of the trembling boy "what happened"?
"A man... a faceless man murdered master Muso!" He shouted between sobs. Annabelle instantaneously felt a sort of bad intuition about that situation.
"How he looked like?" She asked, smoothing one of his shoulders in an attempt to calm him down.
"H-he was strong, and had a spider scar on his back!" The boy explained.
Belle's heart felt like stopping and her face got so pale that almost looked to have the same color of her cape.
"Can you tell me where this man has gone?" she asked politely, concealing her troubled feelings with a smile.
The bald lad, with rounded face and small black eyes pointed the path behind him with his shaking arm.
"Thank you" Anna said while waking up. The apprentice of a passed monk tried to warn her about the danger, however the Scottish lass was confident of her powers and also very curious about what would come next. Would it be Naraku? She could not guess, but into her depths there was a certainty that whatever it was, it must be linked to the spider hanyo without a doubt.
Once again fate was connecting them somehow. The White Rose followed the river flow and let her aura spread all around, wanting to make herself the most visible she could.
To be continued...
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Hey guys! I know, this chapter is huge. I chose not to cut it into parts. From now on, there will probably be some more chapters a bit long, but not much more than this.
Well, we had some references from the anime again when Naraku was with Kanna in that cliff, that's the reason a part of their dialogue is in black. The scene is from episode 69. Are you ready to see Muso? Cause he is coming! ;)
And, about Kagewaki, oh well... Do you believe the first time I've written this chapter I had to restrain my tears? I must enjoy to suffer to write things like this, but what would we not do for the love of art? :')
See ya soon, kissuuus!
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