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Kuroi Kirishima
By : GrimLyght
Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female
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Now, in this chapter - things kinda get a bit heated. Wink wink! But it's short lived, I sorry. More interesting things going on with Inuyasha as well. Anyways, hope you guys love the chapter! REVIEW AND RATE! Let me know what you guys thought! <3

The twirl of her faded dress began to shine under the moonlight above her. Twirling in a calm dance, listening to a tune she no longer remembered in her head. Her eyes shining their once vibrant color again. Her stringy hair no longer gave that unhealthy glow. Her body thin and firm, no longer frail and breakable. Her dress back to it’s once vibrant white color.
Her laugh filled with life. Her throat no longer dry from dehydration. Her skin glowing a nice tan.
She was beautiful.
“Oh otousan.” She whispered against the wind, looking over to the dying corpse tied to the large tree. “You get to live again! People are here! Akito will bring them here! You will live again! Oh, I’m so excited!” She twirled around once more in joy.
Slowly breathing, his voice no longer there - his lips dry and chapped with crusted blood painted on them. His eyes white and his skin dried and wrinkly. His body frail and old, broken almost. A vine holding him up against the trunk of the large tree - preventing him from falling over. His hair falling out, the top of it gleaming against the moonlight. Rotten grey hair filled the rest of the sides of his scalp, as well as the beard he presented.
Ito was dying.
He was so close to dying.
“I promise otousan! You will walk again! I shall have Akito hurry to bring one of those humans over. I can’t wait to see how they taste! It’s been too long, otousan.” She giggled lightly, walking over to her father and kneeling before him. Placing a hand on his cheek, she grabbed the wooden cup beside him filled from the mysterious lake before them. “Open wide, otousan! You need to gain some strength.” She smiled, pressing the cup to his lips and watching him drink it heavily.
Seeing life being restored in his eyes once more, that brilliant shade of hazel returning from that pale white glow that began to take place. His lips growing firmer, and the wrinkles on his face slowly fading away with each sip he began to take. Sighing in relief, he finally looked up to his daughter with a very small smile. His voice still gone.
“No worries otousan.” She smiled brightly. “I’ll make sure you eat one of them.” Her heart pacing with hope. Her father will soon be living once again, and together - they will be a family.

The days were passing by, and it wasn’t long until eventually they seemed to run all together. No one could keep track of time - no one. They had lost track of how long Inuyasha had still been in his coma, which brought more worry to everyone. Their friend just wasn’t showing any sign of waking up.
Sitting in isolation, with all the creepy incidents that kept occurring - since Naraku’s conversation with Mika, nothing seemed to happen since. It felt like a regular deserted island with a few remaining survivors. Insanity was on the brink of chaos, and he knew it wouldn’t be long until someone cracked. How long can the average person handle such isolation without snapping at any given chance?
Maybe all this was in his mind, and he was the one in a coma?
It made his mind get overworked for nothing. But he couldn’t knock of that strange conversation he had with that girl. Had it truly happened or was it all his imagination? Was his mind craving some sort of conflict or drama that it subconsciously created a scene in his head that made him believe it happened? Was he truly going insane? Or was all that real, but the girl had a strange power that made him believe he was going insane?
Groaning at that idea, he continued to bathe himself in the ocean - rinsing and washing the sweat and grime on his body. His shirt helped scrub off most of the dead skin and heavily sweat grime on his body. He felt fresh for once, but without soap - this was about as clean as he could get. Never again will he venture off on a boat ride, or even plane. Any far visits he will make in the future will be by vehicle, and if that meant he was stuck in Japan, so be it. He rather deal with that than deal with something like this all over again - if he was to ever get off this hell of an island.
Sitting nude, he relaxed back against the wet sand and watched the waves of the ocean collide onto him. If he didn’t know of the island’s curse, this might actually be a relaxing vacation. Taking in a few deep breaths, he caught the scents of the others and notice they each were still at camp or a few others also were by the ocean bathing. Knowing by the scents, the ones near the shore were the women of their group.
His mind began to wonder about the thought of seeing a nude woman. Of course, he’s seen the women of their group naked before - even only wearing their undergarments. To him, it was just a daily thing - nothing sensual in the idea at all. But as he sat by the shore, he began to think of the women back home. Their curvy bodies swaying with every move they made - teasing him. Gods how he wanted off this island so he could feel the warmth of a woman’s touch again.
He had to admit, he was growing thirsty for some sexual activity, but no one on the island caught his interest. As a matter of fact, the only one he might actually consider, if times were desperate enough, would be Sango. He actually admired the muscle she displayed. Lean and firm, and had the physique of a actual hunter. She truly lived up to her family name, he had to admit. He, and many of the other men, actually taken longer looks at the slayer’s body than needed.
But would he actually go through with bedding the slayer? Not a chance. She might be a great lay, but he wasn’t wanting to sleep with anyone here that might either die or grow attached to him and he die instead. This island just wasn’t the time and place for that. Course, if he was desperate…
“I see you are still here.” A voice called out from behind him.
Startled, Naraku quickly looked over his shoulder to see Bankotsu in all his glory. The guy simply held no shame when it came to his body. Nude, darkly tanned and his hair loose and long - the male simply sat beside Naraku, sinking his feet into the wet sand under the ocean. A few scars - deep - surrounded his chest, upper arms and navel, all symmetrical and patterned, got the spider’s attention. “I been meaning to ask how you received those scars? They don’t look like an accident.”
“You’re actually right.” Bank chuckled, leaning back on his arms to give the spider more of a view of his nude body. “I was captured by some big time gangster when I was younger. They were looking for my father, but since the bastard abandoned me and my brother since we were young, I was left to be tortured. They didn’t believe a word I told them, so they the three-bladed claw went - carving my body like some painting on a canvas.”
“How did you manage to escape?” Curious, he raised a brow listening closely to details.
“My brother came to my rescue. He and a few of our close friends manage to break me out of there alive. Since than, me and Jak took care of each other and never let an incident like that happen with us again.” Bank finished off with a smile. “What about you? That large scar on your back, how did you get that?”
For a moment, Naraku paused as he remembered that he held a large scar as well. He almost forgotten about it after all these years. The memory no longer held power over him, so he answered with no hint of pain or sorrow. “My uncle set fire to me. I’m an hanyou, and my father is human. His brother is a religious prick, and when he saw my eyes change from blue to red - he threw me to the ground and tried to burn me alive. My mother saved me, but it came with a price. Her life for mine. Since then, my uncle resides in prison and my father was very protective of me.”
“Sorry for your mother. Me and Jak never met our mother. We aren’t even sure if she’s alive honestly.” Bank added.
“My mother tried her hardest to be the best she could. I only vaguely remember her, but my father was the one who tells me stories of how she spoiled me when I was young. My father on the other hand, not so much. I spent more time with body guards, than I did with him.” Naraku smirked, kicking into the wet sand.
Reaching out into the water, Bank began to wet his shirt and started to drench it over his body. Scrubbing for the life of him, he tried to get most of the grime off his body. “This truly sucks.”
“I agree.” Naraku added, looking out into the horizon. “A nice, hot shower actually sounds nice.”
“Hey now, don’t be getting all girly on me.” Bank smirked, while soaking his shirt once more and wringing it out over his head. “But since you mentioned it, I’m thinking about cutting my hair. It’s too hot and too damn hard to maintain in this fucking island.”
“True. I’m trying to remember why I even bothered keeping it long in the beginning.”
“To get the women.” Bank winked while grinning. Tossing his shirt to the side, he leaned back once more to gaze down his body.
Noticing the narcissistic male beside, Naraku reached over to grab some sand and toss it over the Bank’s body. “I am beginning to wonder if you are the girl here. You stare at your body more than a teenage girl stares in the mirror placing on make-up and taking selfies.”
Cursing and dusting himself off, he glared over at the spider. “I should kick your ass for that. Don’t be jealous that I have an amazing body that the women hear are drooling over.” He smirked once more.
“I believe you are mistaken. When alone, they stare at you - but when Sesshomaru is around, all eyes belong to him. The guy basically screams eye candy.” Naraku spoke up, shaking his head with a grin.
“Yeah, I admit he does have a nicer body than mine.” Pausing, he looked over and chuckled. “Listen to us! This island has driven us mad that we are sitting here gossiping like school girls!”
Laughing along, Naraku continued to sit back on his hand and enjoy the water against his skin. “Don’t blame this on me. Not my fault you bring boring company, friend.”
“Fuck off.” Bank smirked, kicking the side of Naraku’s leg. “So, serious question. Who would you fuck?”
Was that truly a serious question? The man must truly be going insane to even ask such a thing. Sighing, he decided to play along. “Myself.”
“Stop pulling my leg. I think Sango is quite the catch. I’ve even imagined myself buried deep inside that cute snatch of hers.”
“Is that so?” Naraku cocked a brow, pretending to be interested in the boring conversation.
“Yeah, but than again I might go for Sesshomaru. See how that all works out too. Don’t mind having both either way.” The blue-eyed male grinned devilishly.
“You like both?” Naraku was now interested.
Shrugging, he looked around before leaning into Naraku. “Is that a problem?” He smirked, reaching over to slide his hand between Naraku’s legs. Trailing his finger tips gently against the inner part of his thigh.
Grabbing the male’s hand quickly before he hand the chance to touch his semi-erect cock, the spider glared at the male. “You’re playing dangerous ground.”
“Shut the fuck up.” He stated confidently, pulling forth until he finally grabbed Naraku’s cock and dove in for a rough kiss. “You know we both need it.”
Growling lowly, he felt himself being overpowered as Bank crawled over him, pressing his own hard cock against Naraku’s. kissing back just as roughly, their tongues fighting for dominance, he hissed as he felt that rough hand stroking him. He had to admit, he did need this release. It had been far to long since he even pleasured himself.
Turning them around, he pinned Bank into the wet sand - spreading his legs further apart as he began to grind himself against the male’s cock and hand. “Is this what you really want?” He glared, hoping for a split second that Bank would decline and they would stop all together.
“If you don’t fuck me, I’ll fuck you.” Bank tightened his grip, pulling roughly around Naraku’s head and watching as a few drops of precum began to drip.
Wasting no time, Naraku hook hands under each knee of Bank’s legs to spread him further and lift him slightly up from the ground. Groaning for a moment as Bank release Naraku’s cock, he wasted no time as he let go of one leg to guide his cock down Bank’s crack to the tight threshold that he craved most. Biting his lower lip, he looked down at the male and slowly began to penetrate him.
But everything faded as Naraku found himself sitting by the shore, naked and with a hard cock. He blinked around and noticed the same horizon from earlier and the scents of everyone where they originally were. His heart racing, he looked around only to come face to face with Mika.
“I told you, Naraku.” She whispered playfully. “The water is poison.”
Panting hard, he quickly rose to his feet only to see himself yet again sitting by the shore with water crashing against his legs. Only this time, the familiar blue eyes of Kagome was staring right back at him. Not caring in the slightest that she was barely clothed and wet, she reached over to touch Naraku’s face with worry. “I was worried you were also taken as well. I’ve called you’re name more than ten times, and you only sat there staring out into space.”
Her touch burned his flesh. Reaching to stop her, he looked back with fear in his eyes. Was she truly real? “What happened?”
“I don’t know.” She stated softly as she moved closer to inspect him. “I came to see if you were doing alright, and when I called your name you didn’t answer. I feared the worst, and came to see what was wrong and you looked like you were in a trance. I was so worried. We can’t lose another person to this damned island.” Reaching out, she pulled him into a hug - not caring if her bare breasts were pressed against his own wet body. She was just glad Naraku was well and awake.
Reaching around, still confused to everything that just happened, he hugged the miko back - with a firmness that he was sure he was crushing her frail body. He just needed to know that she was there and real. When he finally caught onto her scent, he noticed something quickly - he smelled Kagome. He actually smelled her. Holding onto her tightly, he pulled her onto his lap and buried his face into the crook of her neck. Fear of letting go and going back into that hell hole of a illusion, he kept holding onto her and smelling her.
This was real.
“Naraku.” Kagome whispered, feeling somewhat embarrassed as she realized that something was poking her between her legs. She wasn’t naïve as to what was poking her. Hell, Hojo was her first - but this wasn’t what she expected from Naraku. Hell, she wasn’t even sure if she was ready for anything like that since she was still coming to terms with Hojo’s death.
Pulling back, he looked up at the miko and noticed the faint blush on her cheeks. For the first time, he noticed how cute she truly was. But it didn’t take a genius to figure out why she was blushing. Feeling embarrassed himself, he released her and leaned back to let her get off his lap.
Slowly getting off, she bite her bottom lip and tried not to look over at Naraku. She felt awkward and embarrassed, but she couldn’t help herself from looking at the nice hard cock that rested against Naraku’s navel. Snapping out of it, she looked up to catch the set of crimson orbs and blushed all over again. Feeling even more embarrassed, she quickly looked away and got up. “We should probably head back to camp.” She quickly stated.
“Yeah.” Naraku whispered. “But you should go first. I kinda have something to take care of.”
“Would you like help?” She felt herself freeze. How could she ask something like that? Seriously, what the hell was wrong with her? Yeah, they spent almost three months on this island, and she had to admit - she did catch herself fantasizing about Naraku - but to ask if he needed help with releasing? Has she finally gone mental?
Chuckling, Naraku just kept his gaze to the ground. For the first time since arriving on this island, the partially nude Kagome was actually very attractive. Her bare breasts and panty cover sex actually caught and held his attention. He prayed - he prayed hard that this wasn’t an illusion.
“I’m sorry. I should probably get going.” She took that chuckle as her key to leave, but was stopped as a hand grabbed her wrist. Looking down with her face now full blown red, she waited for him to answer. ‘Just leave, Kagome. This is wrong! Think of Hojo!’ But that was thing, even after Hojo passed, she was finding herself moving on very quickly from him. She was already falling out of love with her high school sweetheart, but she never expected that she would actually move on this quickly either. Maybe this was just much needed distraction from reality?
Wanting to groan, she was stopped as she heard Naraku finally speaking. “What will you do to help?” He asked, somewhat joking yet still somewhat serious.
‘I can lie you down and ride you till we both cum. I can ride that monster between you legs until I’m sore and unable to walk tomorrow. Oh the things I can do to you right now.’ She mentally thought, but all that came out was, “I can stand…”
“What?” Naraku softly chuckled, pulling Kagome back down to her knees.
“I don’t know. My mind went blank.” She lied nervously.
“You’re lying.”
“How do you know?” She gasped.
“One, I can smell when someone lies. And two, because you are a bad liar.” Naraku smirked.
“I don’t like lying.” She stated shamefully.
“So, tell me what’s really on your mind than.” He asked more seriously, but with a hint of joking laced with his words.
“Honestly?” She paused, looking up to him. “I just want to use you as a distraction.”
He should have been hurt by her statement but he wasn’t and actually agreed with her. The island held too much trauma, and sometimes, it was good to have a distraction from it. He knew he needed it. “Would you be mad if I agree with you?”
“Why would I be mad?” She asked curiously.
“Because women are complicated creatures.” Naraku joked, brushing a strand of Kagome’s damp hair behind her ear.
“We aren’t all complicated.” She stated confidently. “But I do agree, some women are a bit complicated.” She smirked.
“Alright.” He smirked back. “So, what do you think than? Should we use each other?”
“Can you handle me?” She joked.
“Question is, how much can you truly handle?” He grinned, pulled her face inches away from his.
“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.” She smirked, biting her bottom lip.
Silence shared between them, as they both stared into each other’s eyes. The waves crashing among their bodies, and the sun high above their heads tanning their already dark skin. Heat filling both physically and mentally, it wasn’t long until they found themselves in a twist of passionate and rough kisses, and their bodies tangling. Meanwhile, off on the edge of the jungle - Mika watched with a grin as she felt plans coming into motion.

“This heat sucks.” Bank shouted out while resting his back against the wall of their shed.
“Go dive in the ocean.” Sango stated, sitting beside Sesshomaru and Kira. “It’s what me and Kagome did.”
“Speaking of which, where is she anyway?” Bank cocked a brow while trying to get some cool air in his direction.
“She went to check on Naraku.” She responded, grabbing one of the already cooked fish and began to tear into it. “Where is your brother?”
“I think he’s frolicking with the wolf.” Bank stated, shutting his eyes once more and trying to use mind over matter over the heat.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a melon collided harshly with Bank’s head. “You son of a bitch! Why the fuck would I do such a thing with Jensen? Are you fucking delusional? I should skin you!” Jak shouted out while stomping towards his brother with another melon in his hand ready to throw.
“Whoa there, angry pants! Calm down!” Jensen shouted out as he raced in front of Jak.
“Don’t tell me to calm down when I’m already calm! I have some skinning to do, now move before I decided I’ll skin you instead.” Jak growled out, only to have the wolf lift up the smaller male and throw him over his shoulder and walk away from camp. “Put me down you overgrown, barbaric, Neanderthal! Gah!”
“We’ll be back later.” Jensen shouted out, walking away casually like nothing was amiss.
Meanwhile, Bank finally recovered from the melon hit and rubbed the side of his head. “What just happened?”
“You got ambushed by a melon.” Sango stated.
“You’re brother threw it at you.” Kira added on.
“That prick.” He mumbled, but reached over to grab the melon and kept it in his hand in case his brother returned for more.
“Any word of Inuyasha’s state?” Sesshomaru finally asked, ignoring the immaturity going on around him.
Bank shook his head. “Nope. He’s still the same. Risa is in there with him right now watching over him. I’m not sure what else we can do for him right now.”
Nodding, Sesshomaru rose to his feet in a fluid motion and made his way to the shack. Making eye contact with Risa, he signaled that she may be relieved of her duty. As she walked passed him, he made his way to his brother and sat down beside him. Silence surrounded him finally, and there between the two were the shallow breaths of the hanyou.

“Daddy wake up!” A small child’s voice cried out in glee as they proceeded to jump beside the larger form in bed. “Wake up daddy! Mommy made up French toast! Our favorite!”
Slowly, Inuyasha opened his eyes to see a smaller version of himself sitting beside him with a wide smile. The only difference between the two were their ears - where Inuyasha had dog ears, his son has human ones. But there was no mistaking the resemblance between the two.
That, and the boy held his mother’s eyes. How could he ever forget those beautiful eyes he had fallen in love with? Kikyo.
Lifting off the bed, he made his way with his son in his arms towards the kitchen. The smell of food filling his nose. His stomach growled along with his little boy’s.
“There you two are.” Kikyo smiled while placing a large plate with lots of French toast on it in the middle of the table. “Go wash up, Akito-kun.”
‘Akito?’ Why did the name sound so familiar? Not paying much attention to it, Inuyasha made his way to his wife as he put his son down. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her in for a deep kiss. “Morning, my light.”
Smiling back, she touched his cheek lovingly. “Morning, my star. Sleep well?”
“Of course.” He smiled while he picked his spot at the table and sat down. Running down the hallway was Akito who sat in the chair across from his father. Kikyo sitting between them. “Hurry and finish breakfast, or you’ll be late for school, Aki-kun.” Inuyasha stated while grabbing a few French toasts onto his plate - his son mimicking his actions.
“Hai papa! Are you coming for the field trip today? We are going to go see museums!” Akito smiled, digging into his breakfast.
“I thought mom was going with you?” Inuyasha asked looking over to his wife.
“He said he wants you to go instead.” Kikyo smiled. “Besides, I have to take care of a few things so it will be best if you go instead since you’re off from work.”
“Yay! Daddy is coming to school with me!” Akito exclaimed as he reached for the syrup to pour over his toast. “I can’t wait until we see my most favorite museum!”
“Oh yeah, which one is that?” Inuyasha asked while digging into his meal.
“The museum about my daddy’s death.” Akito smiled widely. “You’re death daddy. The part where I killed you.”
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Kuroi Kirishima	By : GrimLyght Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 4413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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