Fanfic: Creamy Miroku/Naraku - We Didn't Start the Fire
Title: We Didn't Start the Fire
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing/Character: Mirkoku/Naraku
Community/Prompt: inuromp/Fall Seasonal Prompt #6 - "Fire"
Word Count: 100 words
Chapters: 1 of 15
Rating: MA
Genre: Darkfic
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Violence, Non-consent
Story Description: He is always with me.
Chapter Description: I was only a boy when I first felt him...
We Didn't Start the Fire
By Sarga
I was only a boy when I first felt him. Vile and dark, he coursed through my veins, just under the surface until that dark day.
The day he tired of my father.
The day he took an interest in me.
I was young then; too young to understand the feeling of power bubbling beneath the surface.
Much of me mourned the loss of my father. His burden had become mine.
Yet some part of me rejoiced. His power had become mine.
Hot blood boiled within me, stoking a fire in my loins. Preparing me for him...
My unseen master.
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing/Character: Mirkoku/Naraku
Community/Prompt: inuromp/Fall Seasonal Prompt #6 - "Fire"
Word Count: 100 words
Chapters: 1 of 15
Rating: MA
Genre: Darkfic
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Violence, Non-consent
Story Description: He is always with me.
Chapter Description: I was only a boy when I first felt him...
We Didn't Start the Fire
By Sarga
I was only a boy when I first felt him. Vile and dark, he coursed through my veins, just under the surface until that dark day.
The day he tired of my father.
The day he took an interest in me.
I was young then; too young to understand the feeling of power bubbling beneath the surface.
Much of me mourned the loss of my father. His burden had become mine.
Yet some part of me rejoiced. His power had become mine.
Hot blood boiled within me, stoking a fire in my loins. Preparing me for him...
My unseen master.