Femme Fatale by Lilly Akame

Savior

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This chapter has mentions of rape, abuse, murder.

Savior.

No longer was she merely the dancing-girl who extorts a cry of lust and concupiscence from an old man by the lascivious contortions of her body; who breaks the will, masters the mind of a King by the spectacle of her quivering bosoms, heaving belly and tossing thighs; she was now revealed in a sense as the symbolic incarnation of world-old Vice, the goddess of immortal Hysteria, the Curse of Beauty supreme above all other beauties by the cataleptic spasm that stirs her flesh and steels her muscles, - a monstrous Beast of the Apocalypse, indifferent, irresponsible, insensible, poisoning.

Eight years ago, I was simply 'Kagome Higurashi'; daughter, sister, high school student, best friend, girlfriend.

To me, my life was perfect, I had everything I'd ever need. But on my eighteenth birthday, I found out that my father, a police officer, had arrested Tanaka Ryukotsusei, leader of an undergroud drug dealing gang, and revealed the gangs hide outs. His son, the co-founder of the gang, came to thank my father for putting his father in jail.

So, on 7th of August, 2002, my family was murdered. My mother, my father, my brother, my grandfather and my boyfriend were all shot dead in front of me. His son, I didn't know his name at the time, decided that he didn't want to kill me and instead use me as a sex toy.

I was no longer Kagome Higurashi or 'Lost Cicada' as my father used to call me. I was called many names like whore, slut, bitch, skank, but never once was I called Kagome.

I was happy with that because Kin (Ryukotsusei's son) didn't deserve to think, speak or know my name. He held me locked up in his house for two years and he'd done awful stuff to me, he tied me up, hit me till I was bleeding, he enjoyed torture and liked to cut me, getting off on the sight of blood dripping down my skin. He'd rape me in front of his 'friends' and let them rape me too.

Do you want to know the worst part about it? I liked it. I liked how he could make me feel pain, and pleasure and embarrassment and anger, and loathe... because when I watched him kill my family, I was numb and I thought that I would stay that way. A cold, unfeeling shell of the person I used to be.

It doesn't matter about the feelings that he roused up within me, it was just that I could actually feel.

But then, I was saved, by an Angel.

I remember the date and time; the 29th of October, 2004 at exactly 11.53pm, Onigumo Naraku entered Kin's hide out and at 12.39pm, his gray eyes sliced through me. As our eyes locked, I knew that he was my saviour. He was unnatural, an alien- his beauty was out of this world, and he couldn't take his eyes off of me.

Me, a twenty year old girl who only got to bathe once a week, with bruises and cuts all over me.

I was practically naked at that time, only a tattered shirt covering my body.

The first words I heard him say was 'How much?' His voice was smooth and low, and it caused me to shiver.

Kin looked at him like he was stupid and asked him to repeat what he'd said. Kin was acting out of character, never once had I seen him act so respectful.

'For the girl, how much?' He had asked with a glance at me.

'You want to buy her?' Kin was confused, I remember. The gray eyed man had nodded.

'You can have her.' Kin had laughed. 'She is past her due date anyway. I was going to get Naoto to kill her soon.'

'She's a good lay!' Jun shouted from the background, causing a smirk to form on Kin's face.

'She is.' Kin agreed. 'She likes it rough.' I had mentally disagreed, I didn't like it when he'd slap me, or when they kick me to see my face scrunch up in pain.

'Good. We'll be leaving then.' They'd bowed, and Naraku moved towards me, grabbed my arm and hurled me to my feet. His hand was cold, and his grip tight. He'd dragged me out of there, all the way to a limo that was waiting out side for him. The driver held the door open for us, and he didn't seem surprised to see me.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before he turned to look at me.

'How long have you been with Kin?' He asked.

'Two years and one month.' I responded. His brow frowned for a second.

'How did you get there?'

'He killed my family on my eighteenth birthday. He decided to keep me.' I said, looking down at my hands in my lap.

'You have no family?'

'None that I know of.'

'You'd be suspected of murder, since you were the only one that got away.' He paused. 'You'll be staying with me. My name is Onigumo Naraku.' He said.

'I'm,' I had paused. No one had called me by my name in a long time. 'My name is Yamazaki Chi.' I told him.

'Chi? Hn.'

When we reached his house, which had turned out to be more of a mansion, he had called a servant. She'd taken me to a bath house out back and she had cleaned me, whiped away the dry blood and cleaned wounds.

It has weird, having someone care for me; to make sure that I was clean and healthy.

She'd washed my hair, and the smell of the soaps was something I hadn't smelt in years.

After my bath, she'd dressed me in a black thin yukata and towel dried my hair before putting it up in a tight bun. When I'd looked at myself, I was shocked at how much swelling there was, and how dark the purple and blue bruises were. My eyes were dull, my skin was pale white and my lips were cut up.

Naraku had walked in when he was sure I was dressed, and he's taken me to the Doctor that he had in his house.

The Doctor examined me; I had two broken ribs that had healed in the wrong places, infected cuts and damage to my pelvis. The doctor told me that I would never be able to have children, and he was surprised that I'd lasted this long. I'd had three STD's from how many 'sexual partners' I'd been with. Naraku told him that I'd been raped multiple times.

He cleaned the wounds more thoroughly than the servant had, he'd bandaged them. He'd rebroken my ribs so they would heal correctly, and given me pain killers straight after it. He'd told me that the STD's were common and easy to get rid of. He told me the swelling would go down within the week.

I stayed in the room for days, trying to stay still for my ribs to heal.

A therapist came everyday, and after a week, she'd told Naraku and I that I had depression (I could have told her that before we started) and gave me a prescription for anti-depressants.

For two months, I did nothing. The doctor told me to get rest and eat as much as I could.

I didn't know anything about Naraku, he never visited, but the servent did. Her name was Fuyu, and she was very kind. She told me everything I needed to know about Naraku; he is twenty nine years old, owner of Onigumo Corporation. His wife died giving birth when he was twenty three, the child didn't survive. He didn't like company, and she has never seen him in the company of a female except two girls, Kagura and Kikyou. In his free-time, he enjoyed reading old books, and has been seen cooking more than once. He has a lovely singing voice and is very intelligent.

Fuyu told me about Kagura and Kikyou. She told me that they would become my 'partners' for the work that Naraku would have us do.

Kikyou was Naraku's bestfriends younger sister, and that his bestfriend had died of Cancer when Kikyou sixteen. Kikyou didn't have anyone else, so Naraku took her in.

She is two years older than me, and very mysterious character; only conversing with Kagura and Naraku. She is a skilled dancer and swordsman.

Kagura is the same age as me, she grew up in a house full of drugs, her mother was a prostitute and she didn't have a father. She ran away from home when she was thirteen and almost got hit by a car- which Naraku had saved her from and offered her dinner at his house. It was meant to be a one time thing, but Kagura kept coming back and eventually started to live with him.

Living up to her name; she studied the Kagura Dancers and is very talented in wielding two Sais. She can be mean, maybe even a bit neurotic, but loves to joke around.

When I was healed, Naraku had called me up to his room- a servant had to take me because I didn't know where to go.

He was talking on a cell phone when I'd entered, and motioned for me to sit at his desk.

I waited patciently for him to finish his call, and when he did, he sat behind his desk and looked me over.

'You have healed nicely.' He commented. 'I would have never suspected that you would be such a beauty.' I had blushed at his complement, but he didn't seem to notice, or care. 'You have spoken to the doctor?' I nodded.

'Yes, Onigumo-san. He said my ribs healed perfectly.' I said. He nodded.

'Your STD's?' He had asked, as if he were talking about the weather. I was ashamed, of course, that I had them, and that I had let myself be abused so bad. The therapist had told me that it was nothing to be ashamed of, and that I should be somewhat proud of myself; I had been raped more than eight hundred times in two years, been abused by multiple people and lived to see another day.

'The doctor also told me that they are gone.'

'Good.' Then he looked away from me. He had looked tired, dark circles under his eyes and his brows frowned. 'Tomorrow at 6am you will be attending lessons in the dojo, you will learn basic self defence.' He said.

That's where it all started really. I went to my lessons the next day and Katsuro-sensei taught me everything I needed to know for basic self defence. I was a fast leaner, and over the next four years I continued my lessons. Now I am an excellent fighter, Katsuro-sensei also taught me how to wield katanas, Sais and able to throw small knives accuretely. I learnt dancing, Kagura Dancing and embarrassingly (at the time) pole dancing. I learnt how to cook, though I already knew because my mother was a chef. I did acting classes for two years, I learnt how to control my expressions, and feelings. I did collage level classes in economics, politics and business.

I saw a therapist weekly, she told me I have improved and by the end of the four years, I was no longer depressed, though I still got sad when I thought of my family. Naraku told me they were in a better place. I believed him.

In the four years, Kagura, Kikyou and I became very close, like sisters. I never had a sister, and they were the closest thing I'd ever get to a sister. We could barely part, and I found out that Kikyou is quite mysterious, but that was just her. She held a air of superiority and mystery. Kagura had a wicked and crud sense of humour, and you would never think that the lively creature grew up in a house where she saw men abuse her mother.

Through it all, not once did I question Naraku, because he truly was my Angel. He saved me, gave me a home and a family. If he hadn't come that night, I would probably be dead.

Though the dark figure still remained a mystery; besides what Fuyu had told me, I learnt nothing more. No one did, not even Kagura and Kikyou. He stood in the background, and didn't seem to like the attention. I barley saw him around the house; he was either in his room or at work.

One night, Naraku called me to his room. For some reason, Kagura told me not to be afriad, then she kissed me softly.

When I reached his room, I knocked on the decorated shoji door. He called me into his room, and for a moment I hesitated, but quickly shook it off and slid silently inside, walking to his desk.

He sat in the dark with only a candle lighting the room. He was wearing a black thin robe, with it parted to show his defined chest. His gray eyes stood out in the dark, and his inky black hair blended in.

'You called?' I asked politely. He simply nodded before downing the small glass full of sake that he held, then stood up, untying the sash around his waist, letting the robe fall open.

'Touch me.' He commanded, making me gasp softly. I feel back, watching as my memories of my time in Kin's house played in my minds eye.

'No.' I said softly, shaking myself of the memories that I tried to hide for so long. He narrowed his eyes at me. 'Y, you know!' I shouted. 'Y, you know what happened!'

'Yes, I do.' His voice was void of any emotions, but his eyes held some sort of understanding, and determination. 'Touch me.' He commanded again.

'No! I don't want to!' I yelled, turning to run out of his room. Somehow, he caught me, holding me in the same iron grip he did the night I met him. I screamed as I struggled against him, but soon his hand came up to cover my mouth.

'Listen to me.' He said softly. I glared at him and tried to kick him, but I was suddenly pushed up against the wall, Naraku's hand still covering my mouth while the other held my hands behind my back. 'Listen to me.' He growled. I nodded, though tears started to sting my eyes. 'Kin? Ryukotsusei? Jun? All the men that raped you while you were trapped in Kins house.' He said into my ear. 'You must loathe them, ne?' I nodded, closing my eyes. 'Why not get revenge.' The word rolled off his tongue easily. 'You can have it, you can kill them and it wouldn't even matter. Did you think I'd let you live here for nothing? I pay thousands of yen for your classes and you don't give me anything in return?' Naraku was acting so off, nothing like the Angel who saved me. I opened my eyes and locked them with him. He let go of me and moved away. I turned around and leant against the wall.

'Why?' I whispered. He moved towards me, standing above me, and I stared up at him.

'Because I have jobs, jobs that only females can do. They require you to use your body. You can't go into a maximum security with no ID now can you Chi?' He asked. Oh, I forgot. Through I'd been living with him for over four years, I still told no one my name. Naraku knew it wasn't my real name, but he didn't ask questions. 'How do you suppose you'll get to Ryukotsusei with no ID, no tax file number, no records of you anywhere?' I'd frowned. I didn't have anything to my 'name' at all. If I wanted to live a real life, I'd need all that stuff. 'I can get you everything you need, all you have to do is say yes.' He said.

'What would I have to do?' I whispered.

'Show me your 'skills' so you can learn how to pleasure men, and yourself, during sex. How to seduce a man, all so you can get revenge for your family.' He said, his voice now comforting. I closed my eyes for a moment before opening them again and looking up at him. Silently, I got up and moved towards him, trailing my hands up his naked chest, pushing the robe off of his shoulders, watching as it feel to the floor. My hands trailed up to his neck, where my fingers started to play with his hair. Pulling him down to me, I pressed my lips to his in a firm kiss.

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'Your stiff.' He commented an hour later. We'd had sex three times, and though I didn't want it, I enjoyed it. I was in control, I could do anything to him, and I did. Three times I brought both of us to an orgasm. I showed him my 'skills' in the area. There was no romance involved at all, no sweet words like I imagined when I thought of the man I would have sex with (before I got raped), no soft caresses. I think Naraku didn't want to lead me on, as if I'd fall for him.

That night, I'd contemplated it. It would only seem natural if I did fall for him; he saved me, he provided for me, he cared for me when no one else would.

'You need to relax. Sex is raw, sweaty, passionate, not stiff and calculating. You shouldn't have to think about what your next move would be. Try again'

And I did, we had sex two more times, and I tried to do what he told me to, but he told me I still had much to learn.

For the next year, I learnt how to pleasure myself, the man or woman that I would sleep with and how to seduce them... how to use my body as a weapon.

I grew comfortable with sex, I knew that I'd do it again. Soon enough, I found out that Kagura and Kikyou already knew everything I did, they were just waiting for me to finish so we could go on our first 'mission'.

Though, my first mission was to hunt down and kill every single person from Kins 'gang', to get revenge. I saved Kin and his father for last.

Kagura decided one day, that we needed a 'name' for ourselves. Kagura's 'code name' was 'Kuro', Kikyou's was 'Mai' while mine was 'Leiko'.

Then, Fuyu suggested 'Femme Fatale', she told us that it meant 'Deadly Woman' in French, a female who uses her body, beauty and intelligance to get what she wants.

We decided it was perfect.

So as of the 3rd of April 2010, Kagura, Kikyou and I made the 'Femme Fatales'.

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Hey guys! I hope you liked it, its only a starter chapter, to show you what Kagomes life was like before the story actually begins :)

Through the story, it will contain Lemons, Violence and Murder.

Kagome didn't change her name to Chi, she's only using it for now, she'll reveal it when she feels she's at 'home' again.

Oh, and the little paragraph up top is refering to Kagome being a stripper, and Inu T being the 'king'- as in the owner of the biggest business in the world.

Sorry for the spelling mistakes!

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