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Defining Torture
By : CoffeeGyrl
Category: InuYasha > General
Views: 4744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story. - Chapter List
- I don’t own Inuyasha and make nothing off of this but reviews if I’m lucky.
Note now don’t freak out this story does contain some jailbait lime-y-ness if this kinda thing bothers you turn back now. Please keep in mind also the time period this is in girls got married around 12 and boys 16. This is my first story reviews are very welcome but if you’re going to flame then please use the shift key and spell as best as you’re able.
*spoiler* Warning this happens after episode 67
Defining TortureNaraku held Kagura up to his face as he started to form his body together again after his human night. The desire to pull her into himself as he drew in the assorted demon parts and miasma that was a part of his essence was strong but he resisted. He had other plans for his disobedient child.
When he was finished he clamped her wrists in chains and spelled them with blue flame to contain her demon strength. Kagura had been submissive until now but as the cold metal clicked over her head she went wild and thrashed about. Being confined to the smelly castle was bad enough but SHACKLES! It was more than she could stand to be so contained. She was the free wind to be so restrained went against everything she was, her very soul cried out. Kagura tried to control her sudden panic but couldn’t seem to catch her breath. She hated showing Naraku how much she feared this. Gathering her resolve not to show this bastard how much power her had over her; she gritted her teeth and looked up at him her breath hissing in and out of her clenched mouth. Her crimson eyes flashed like the flames of hell as she burned him with her gaze.
Naraku narrowed his eyes at her continued defiance. Just restraining her wasn’t enough he needed to teach his wayward daughter a lesson. He was about to re-release his miasma when a sudden idea struck him, he sent out a mental call to his puppet and held off the toxic gas.
Kohaku was jerked awake from his bead of summer grass in the nearby meadow by Naraku’s call. Grabbing his mask and chain sickle he ran toward the castle just over the rise of the hill that was his bed. Sleeping in the open with a jewel shard in your back was tricky stuff so he usually slept in his armor in case he had to wake for sudden battle. He secured the mask behind his head as he went through the opening in the barrier. He was surprised to find no toxic gases inside and while not fresh it certainly didn’t carry the stink that is usually did.
He followed the call to the basement to find Kagura chained to the wall and Naraku standing over her. He schooled his features to blankness and his voice to blandness as he fell on one knee to the dark half-breed before him.
“What would you have of me Master?”
Naraku smirked down at Kagura having this young man exact her punishment would serve him in many ways. His voice was smooth and mocking.
“Kohaku, Kagura has proven that she hasn’t appreciated the life I have given her. I want you to torture her until she begs you to stop and then go some more.”
Kohaku struggled not to show his shock but his eyes flew up and met Kagura’s surprised gaze. However he could feel the power of the order like a spike of ice in his brain that would increase in pressure the longer he fought it.
“Yes Master.”
With this Naraku gracefully swept out of the room leaving the wind witch and the young slayer staring at each other with a mix of shock and horror. Kohaku struggled against the order that was already beating at his head. Fingering his sickle, he rose and looked down at the demon.
He really didn’t want to hurt her, while she wasn’t friendly shared circumstance had make them compatriots. She would give him a quick ride on her feather instead of making him run the long distance back to the castle, laying a steadying hand on his back as the wind buffeted them.
He swallowed nervously, torture her? While he had used his weapon to kill he hadn’t used it to torture to give a slow burning pain, or at least as much as he knew. Beside what did he know of torture, the most painful thing in his short memory bank was riding on Kagura’s feather. It always gave him the worst kind of hard on. He usually wore his short summer kimono when she picked him up. The soft down of the feather would tickle the length of his legs and especially the backs of his knees making an army of goose flesh break out across his skin. Her hand would burn him through the thin fabric, a spot of heat amidst the chill of the wind. The ache in his groin would torment him for hours after the flight as he didn’t get a reprieve from the delicate tickling sensations until after they landed.
Now that was torture. His eyes darkened at the sudden realization yes…..THAT was torture.
Kagura’s brows drew together as the slayer’s able eyes that had a moment ago been growing dimmer as Naraku’s order took effect suddenly burned with a dark fire that she had never seen in his usually placid gaze. She looked at him warily as he approached, the corners of his eyes crinkled a little with a smile hidden behind the metal mask he wore. Just what was the young demon slayer planning?*~*
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