Change of Heart

AN: Hello and welcome. This is my first yaoi fic and it is a pairing of InuYasha and Naraku. This fic is a mix of InuYasha and Beauty and the Beast. When Naraku kidnaps Kagome InuYasha trades himself to save her. But what is he getting himself into? Surely such a decission will cost his life. Or so he thinks until Naraku changes the rules and both men get way more then they bargained for...

Warnings: Yaoi / first time yaoi writer / possible/probable OOC content. This is a yaoi fic. If you do not like yaoi, this is not for you. As I have said, this is my first time writing a yaoi fic. If there are things I am doing wrong (or right, lol!) please let me know as I do want to improve. Finally, this fic is a speculation on the idea that I listed above. As such, there are going to be things about it that are OOC. Only you know if what you are reading is something you are enjoying. I shall trust you to trust your own instincts.

Special Note: This prologue is Not the tense that the entire story is written in. I have included it to lay down the basic facts about Naraku, much as the opening of Disney's "Beauty and the Beast" does about Beast. If you feel I am repeating stuff, Skip to Chapter One. Just clarifying.

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or Beauty and the Beast.

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Prologue

Once upon a time, long ago in the days of feudal Japan, there lived a thief named Onigumo. Nor was he any ordinary thief, but rather a man who's heart was black as night and filled with venomous hatred. A cruel and trecherous being, he roamed the land, robbing and pillaging without mercy; his only vulnurability a scar on his back which was shaped in the form of the very thing for which he had been named.

So vile a man was Onigumo that even among thieves he showed malice. Finally, one night, he told an ally of a mystical jewel that could grant its weilder anything their heart desired. The man jumped at the chance to possess such a thing -- and nearly perished when his attempt to attack its protector, Kikyo, was thwarted by a strange dog eared youth. Outraged that anyone would try to harm Kikyo, the boy attacked the man with claws, laying claim to one of his eyes before the priestess inquired as to where he had gone.

The man returned to his camp, wondering whether Onigumo had known about the woman's mysterious protector. He did not wonder long. Inside their hideout, Onigumo sat in the place of honour, clearly surprised to see that his rival still lived. Rage filled the man and he faced his comrads, telling them that they could choose to join him or die. He then set a fire, the violent flames mirroring his inner fury.

His men proved loyal, and together the remainder of the camp captured and bound Onigumo, throwing him over a cliff and causing both of his legs to be broken. 'Twas justice for such a traitor as he. He should have died there, but fate had another plan. The priestess Kikyo, the very woman he had sent the man to slay, took pity on the wounded Onigumo, tending his wounds and hiding him in a cave.

As time went by he began to regain his strength enough to talk, yet his body refused to move. As he watched the priestess tend him his heart began to burn with possessive lustful desire, and he vowed that she would be his. Yet even as this thought entered his mind he recalled the one who protected her, jealousy burning in his veins.

Like this he remained until one night he could bare to wait no longer. " Demons! Come, feast on my flesh! My soul is rancid to the core, yet still it may be of some value. "

The area in which he had been placed was over-pipulated with demons since Kikyo's spiritual gifts had began to deminish because of her love for InuYasha. Hundreds, perhaps thousands, heeded the call that the vile man had cried out into the night, feasting and fusing to form a single being: Naraku.

As he opened his eyes and was greeted by the stone walls of the cave he was overwhelmed with a burning desire for vengance. Rising from his place of rest he made his way into the world, flame capturing the ground that had surrounded him and smoldering it until nothing was left but ash. Something felt wrong, though. Incomplete. A strange longing filled him for a woman he did not know. Kikyo. Dawning came to him and rage made his body tremble. Somehow he had inherited a worthless human heart.

Naraku wasted no time in forming a plan. Using his newfound powers of sorcery, he caused Kikyo and her lover to think that each had betrayed the other. Perhaps with her protector gone he would be able to ease his need of her, claim the jewel of legend she possessed, and be on with his life. But it was not to be. His attack on her succeeded in causing her to bind his rival to a tree, yet instead using the jewel and saving her life as he had thought, Kikyo choose death, and instructed that the jewel be burnt with her body. Alone, empty and still filled with a deep and consuming hatred not his own, Naraku could do nothing but wait.

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End Notes: Okay, the stage is set. On to chapter one with you! Go! Go! Go:P I hope you have as much fun reading this as I am having writing it.