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A Perilous Web	By : SaydenEmery Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3961 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of Rumiko Takahashi's characters, nor do I profit from this. However, Haruki is my own, so do not use without express permission.

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CHAPTER 6

When Haruki woke up, he wasn't sure where he was at. Ryuu was to his right, and he lifted himself off the mat groggily.

“Don't move too swiftly or you will become sick,” Ryuu spoke, almost with concern.

Haruki kicked him in the ribs, before he did indeed lean to the side and retch.

Ryuu ran his hands down his back as he did so, holding his own side with the other.

“I will find a way to kill you if you take me back to Naraku,” Haruki threatened, breathing heavily.

“No, no. You have it all wrong. I am much too selfish for that. I want you for myself,” Ryuu explained, leaning over to nibble at Haruki's neck.

Haruki pushed away from him savagely, scooting to the other side of the room. This gave him a moment to get a better look at it. It was a large room, but pretty sparse. The one mat, beside it a tray of steaming tea.

“And you think I will stay willingly?” Haruki questioned.

“Well, yes. I have much more to offer you than that cold dog demon. You will be mine.”

Haruki scoffed. That was all he was to people. Something to possess. The anger that bubbled inside him was overwhelming. His eyes blackened and he came at Ryuu with a renewed strength. His attack was quick, and to the point. He then wasted no time going through the rice paper walls, not stopping once he felt the grass under his feet.

He was winded quickly, however, and Ryuu soon had him on the ground.

“You're still weak from the poison,” Ryuu spoke, nuzzling the man's neck affectionately. Haruki was as rigid as a board.

Ryuu bit him on the shoulder, drawing blood, and that was when Haruki heard the familiar pounding of hooves. What he didn't expect to see was Sesshoumaru sitting astride the large beast as he galloped full force at them. Kanou had his ears pinned, Sesshoumaru kicking him relentlessly in the side.

“You were supposed to be busy,” Ryuu muttered, standing up, his attention on the demon lord as he walked forward with deadly grace. He didn't account for Haruki, who attacked from the side, wishing to hell he had his sword.

Ryuu suddenly took to the sky, blazing in red smoke. Sesshoumaru came at him, but instead he was charging a fierce red and gold dragon. The pair blazed through the sky, white, red, and gold blurs.

Kanou had laid down, dripping sweat, so Haruki took after them on foot. He only found Sesshoumaru, who had a disappointed look on his face.

“He got away,” as he walked over to take a hold of Haruki.

“Are you hurt?” Sesshoumaru questioned, leaning in to breath deeply of him.

“No.”

Sesshoumaru found the bite on his shoulder, and he heard a deep growl from his demon lord.

“He didn't?”

“No,” Haruki spoke, suddenly going rigid.

Sesshoumaru growled again.

“Filthy demon,” he remarked, moving to run his tongue along the wound.

-

Many nights passed, and Ryuu didn't make a reappearance. Sesshoumaru wasn't near by, and Haruki was alone, bathing peacefully when Naraku decided to stop by to torment him. His relaxed posture changed in a second, his back pressing against a rock as Naraku waded out to him.

“Someone had gotten quite cozy with a certain demon lord of the west,” Naraku spoke.

Haruki tried to dart past him, but Naraku grabbed him, turning him so that his stomach was pressing into the sharp rock. The hanyou pressed against him, holding the frigid Haruki by the hair. He nuzzled the slighter demon tenderly.

“And what if he was to stumble by? To see you like this? Pressed against your rightful owner?” Naraku questioned.

Haruki whimpered as Naraku wrenched his head back even farther.

“He is never going to want you. Subconsciously, he knows that you are really nothing but a whore. ”

Haruki pushed back against Naraku, but it was like pushing against stone.

“You will never truly own me, Naraku” Haruki spoke matter of factly.

Naraku yanked again, and Haruki felt his nostrils flare against his neck.

“I will. Once this is over, I will.”

“I won't harm him,” Haruki clarified.

“But you will.”

Haruki broke his hold, turning to strike at Naraku. Blood seeped from the symmetric set of slash marks across his chest.

“This Sesshoumaru has helped you sharpen your claws. I don't know if I appreciate the new found attitude.”

Naraku leaned forward and struck him hard across the cheek.

“Shall we wait for him? He is coming, you know. I should have you bent over like the whore you are when he arrives,” Naraku went on with a chuckle.

Haruki calculated quickly, and was up on dry land, retrieving his sword. By the time he turned, unsheathing his weapon, Naraku had fled.

He heard something behind him, and twisted, bring his sword down..

And pulling the blow at the very last moment. Sesshoumaru stood in front of him, his nostrils flaring. He obviously had ran a great deal. He had never seen his demon lord winded.

Sesshoumaru quickly assessed the naked form in front of him, checking for injury.

“The vile hanyou must have gotten wind of me,” he snarled, lowering the sword as he walked closer to the dark haired demon.

Their bodies were nearly touching, and he heard Sesshoumaru breath him in.

“You smell like him,” the demon lord pointed out. He let out a low growl. He didn't like it. Didn't like the idea of Naraku sneaking up on his companion while he was bathing.

Haruki dropped his sword and took a step back. Sesshoumaru caught his wrist, dragging him closer.

Haruki wanted to be away. He was terribly close to showing weakness. Much too close to unraveling. But he couldn't bring himself to push Sesshoumaru away.

He could feel the tension in the demon lord's body. The possessiveness in his touch. And one that Haruki found that he didn't mind.

“Get dressed,” Sesshoumaru commanded, letting go of Haruki's wrist.

The demon nodded, and left to retrieve his clothing. Surely Naraku was right. The great lord Sesshoumaru wouldn't be interested in him in that fashion.

-

Haruki was very reserved and quiet the next few days. Sesshoumaru stayed closer to him than usual, paying attention to how he was acting but not saying anything.

It was well into that evening that Sesshoumaru had decided they needed a break from this.

“We are going to go spend a few days at my castle. Wandering about isn't accomplishing anything right now,” Sesshoumaru stated.

Haruki nodded. He would follow the demon lord anywhere, so long as he had the option of freewill.

The castle was well guarded, and tucked away. When they entered, he saw the tense demon lord visibly relax.

“Things are different here. No one resides here that I don't trust a great deal,” the demon lord explained.

Sesshoumaru showed him his personal chamber, then took him to a guest room that he would be staying in. He explained the workings of the castle a bit, and made it known to his staff that Haruki was to be treated and looked after like a proper guest.

They dined together, eating well, before Sesshoumaru seemed to disappear. Leaving Haruki to wander the castle alone. He found an elaborate bathing chamber, and took full advantage of it. He didn't leave for quite some time, relaxing in the waters, trying to calm his nerves. It was late by the time he finished, and he found his way quietly to his room. An impressive looking futon awaited him, already laid out.

He tossed and turned for a while, unable to settle in. Frustrated, he got up, and walked silently to Sesshoumaru's bedchamber. He let himself in, closing the door behind him.

He didn't make it all the way to the bed before he was pinned to the floor, a hand threatening to crush his windpipe.

Sesshoumaru immediately loosened his hold, still straddling the young man as he breathed air back into his lungs.

“You should not go sneaking around at night. No one is allowed in here,” Sesshoumaru spoke, realizing how quickly he could have hurt his companion.

“I'm sorry. I just didn't want to be alone,” Haruki admitted. This castle, while it offered safety, seemed very impersonal to him.

Sesshoumaru helped him up, guiding him over to his own bed. A western bed at that. Covered in soft furs.

Sesshoumaru laid down first, pulling Haruki next to him. Haruki felt his breathing increase. He never thought he would be in bed with the demon lord of the west.

“Goodnight, Haruki.”

Haruki spent a good portion of the night with his mind reeling. Here was this great dog demon, laying right beside him, asleep, and terribly vulnerable. Trusting him enough to allow him to be right there with him. He didn't imagine the demon lord allowed this very often.

Haruki wanted to retch at the idea of hurting this great demon.

He snuggled closer, resting his head on the youkai's chest, free of armor. Sesshoumaru's hand reached around to stroke his back once even as he slept.

Sesshoumaru woke first, with Haruki nestled close to him. It was odd for him to wake up to, but he realized he didn't mind it as much as he thought he would. He leaned over the young demon and took in his scent. He caught the smell of fear, and looked more closely at Haruki's expression. He looked pained, and a hand shot out to grab Sesshoumaru, followed by a whimper.

Sesshoumaru smoothing his hair back soothingly, trying to calm the demon out of his nightmare.

“Haruki,” Sesshoumaru spoke softly, and the demon bolted awake.

“Haruki, you were having a nightmare,” Sesshoumaru pointed out.

Haruki nodded, quickly masking all his fear and pain like he usually did.

-

Haruki was out in the garden later that day, by himself. He was coming to like the strange peace he had in the home of the demon lord of the west.

A sharp pinch, and Haruki quickly swatted at his leg.

It was a small spider, and it writhed on the floor of the garden. As it died, it left him a message in thin lines of purple black miasma.

'Do It Tonight' it read.

Haruki quickly disturbed the message with his foot, smearing dirt over it.

-

Haruki retired to his own room that evening. He ignored Naraku's pull of urgency, and laid in the comfortable futon until morning.

-

“You didn't sleep,” Sesshoumaru remarked over breakfast.

“Not well, no.”

“We will leave today.”

Haruki looked to the demon lord. The look of concern for him on his usual icy face. He was still very withdrawn most of the time, but these rare moments were incredible.

-

Kanou was happy to leave, quite a bit of bounce in his movements. He went on ahead without Sesshoumaru, and the demon lord let him be.

Suddenly, Sesshoumaru scented Naraku. Heading for Haruki.

What he came upon sent sharp sensations of rage straight through him. He eyes flicked red.

Haruki was bleeding, kneeling in front of Naraku, his head hung low. Naraku flashed him a smile. Sesshoumaru growled savagely. Haruki didn't move.

“Haruki, get away from him!” Sesshoumaru ordered.

“Haruki, you have not told him anything of us,” Naraku commented excitedly.
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