InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Away From the Dark ❯ Chapter 14

WARNING: This story contains male on male relationships, abuse (verbal and physical), descriptive sex scenes, (major) OOCness, uke Sessh, and it's AU. If you oppose any or all of these things then do not read this. Please, do not complain to me about the things I've just listed because we all know that you didn't have to read this. I'm pretty sure that covers the warnings. I will add any new ones as the story progresses.

 

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Chapter Fourteen

 

The next few days had the same pattern. Sesshomaru would take Rin to school, he and Inuyasha would hang out, and then Sesshomaru would go home and let Naraku fuck him as much as he wanted. Sesshomaru knew what he was doing was risky, it could end quite badly actually. Naraku would not be happy if he caught Sesshomaru spending so much time with another guy. Naraku was still being kind of nice. Sesshomaru thought it was a combination of him having so much sex with him and him wanting something. Naraku was never nice unless he wanted something, something Sesshomaru definitely wouldn't like.

 

On Thursday, Sesshomaru told Inuyasha that he wouldn't be able to see him on Friday. He said that it was Naraku's day off (which it was) and he was going to spend time with him. The truth was that he couldn't sneak around when Naraku was home but he couldn't tell Inuyasha that he was forbidden to hang out with almost anyone. That would seem too strange to Inuyasha so Sesshomaru left that part out.

 

On Friday, the reason Naraku was being nice was revealed.

 

“No!” Sesshomaru yelled. “I'm not going!”

 

“Damn it! I'm telling you nicely. We're going! I have to and so do you.”

 

“No, Naraku. You know how much I hate those things. We just went last weekend!”

 

Naraku walked over to Sesshomaru and gripped his arms painfully. “Yes, we are.”

 

“No.”

 

Naraku's kind behavior finally snapped after almost a week. He backhanded Sesshomaru. “Stop arguing!” He lifted his hand again. “I don't like doing this but you force me to. Remember, you bring this upon yourself.”

 

“…Fine, I'll go.”

 

“Good, but you still need to be punished for putting up a fight.”

 

“I told you I would go though!”

 

“You don't tell me anything. I tell you what we're doing. Got that? You're so ungrateful. I treat you damn good and you dare argue with me?” He forced Sesshomaru against the wall and hit the back of his head on it.

 

“I'm sorry…I won't do it again.”

 

“Liar.”

 

Naraku had an idea. Sesshomaru had been so unresponsive to anything he did to him lately but this week…he was able to make him scream and writhe like a little bitch. Since he was able to get Sesshomaru to react to sex, he could probably get him to react to pain just like he used to. And since he had been nice to him, it would just make him beg to be treated good again.

 

He suddenly grabbed Sesshomaru through his pants between the legs. Sesshomaru stared wide-eyed. He felt Naraku's hand tighten and it felt like he was being crushed.

 

“Naraku, stop. Don't do this.” He cried out when his hand tightened even more.

 

“Don't order me around.” Sesshomaru's cry of pain had excited Naraku. He hadn't heard it in a long while. He hoped to get more cries and pleas out of him by the end of the night.

 

The rebellious, unresponsive Sesshomaru was gone. The real one was back. The one who didn't want to be beat, the one who couldn't control the cries that came out of his mouth. Guilt was the reason he was back. The guilt of not telling Naraku the truth, the guilt of sneaking around his husband, the guilt of wanting to spend time with another man instead of the one he promised to love…

 

Naraku pulled him away from the wall and kicked his legs. He tumbled to the floor. Another cry of pain escaped him as a foot collided with his stomach. His mind was in ruins right now. This whole week he had told himself he'd let Naraku do whatever he wanted with his body. Well, that was exactly what he was doing so he should have just let him, right? One part of him wanted to just stay down. The other part of him didn't want to be hit or go through this pain. He wished Naraku would just leave him alone. He told himself he deserved this punishment…but he didn't want it.

 

“You son of a bitch!” Naraku yelled. He was ready to beat the hell out of Sesshomaru. He was excited that his weak whimpering bitch was back. He was definitely going to make him scream tonight. He leaned over Sesshomaru, grabbing his head and slamming it down against the hard floor. He smirked.

 

That was the second time Sesshomaru hit his head. Now he was felt like he was going to pass out. He had a headache, plus pain in his stomach and groin. And Naraku was probably far from finished.

 

He didn't slap him again. He didn't want Sesshomaru to have a black eye or any bruises on his face. He kicked him most of the time, mostly in the stomach and chest. Sesshomaru thought his ribs were about to break. Then Naraku had an idea. He dragged Sesshomaru by the hair over to one of the end tables next to the couch. He ripped off his shirt, exposing his scarred body, and forced him onto his knees. Then he made him bend over the table.

 

Sesshomaru had no idea what he was going to do next. He closed his eyes and waited. Then he felt the hard slap of leather against his back. Naraku was hitting him with his belt. It hurt so much, more than Sesshomaru thought a belt was capable of. He started whimpering and mentally cursing himself for being so weak and disgusting. He was supposed to be doing this because he had been seeing another man for the last week, he was supposed to give Naraku his body. He should have welcomed this punishment!

 

Then why did he want nothing more then to disappear forever?

 

Why did he wish that one day this would never happen to him again?

 

If Naraku claimed to do this out of love then why did it always hurt so badly?

 

Over and over the belt lashed against his skin. It stopped for a second. Sesshomaru was just about to turn his head when cold metal made contact. Naraku had merely switched the way he was holding it so that the buckle would hit him. He continued to hit him repeatedly.

 

“Scream! Beg, you whore!”

 

Sesshomaru didn't want to give in to him. He didn't want to give him the satisfaction of making him scream in pain. It hurt so much though…and he knew his back was bleeding.

 

“Naraku!” It was just too much, he wouldn't be able to last any longer.

 

“What?”

 

“Stop! Please! Just let me go…”

 

“Are you-” Smack. “going to be-” Smack. “good?” Smack.

 

“Yes! Yes, I'll be good! I promise.”

 

Smack! “You're so pathetic…your punishment is over.”

 

Naraku then grabbed his keys and left. Sesshomaru listened to his car drive away before he even attempted to move. He tried to straighten his body but it was overwhelming. He fell to the floor on the verge of passing out.

 

“Fuck…” he swore softly before his entire world went black.

 

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Sesshomaru woke up to a dark, empty house. He moved his head to look around. It didn't look like Naraku was home yet. He knew the routine. He should either leave or prepare himself for another beating when Naraku came home. He couldn't move though. He felt so weak and drained. He slowly moved his hand to his pocket and grabbed his phone. He pressed the buttons but he was barely able to put enough pressure on them to make them dial.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Kagura,” he groaned. “Help me…” He was unable to say another word before he blacked out again.

 

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Kagura was panicking. Sesshomaru wasn't answering his phone now and when she had spoken to him briefly he sounded like he was pain. Byakuya had been at her house and was just about to leave when Sesshomaru called. Now he was with Kagura in her car and they were rushing to Sesshomaru's house. Kagura knew Naraku did something to him and she could only assume Sesshomaru was at his house now. She was afraid of what state they'd find her friend in.

 

They parked and Kagura noticed that only Sesshomaru's car was there. At least Naraku wouldn't be an obstacle. For now. She and Byakuya were relieved that the front door was unlocked but as soon as they walked in they stopped in shock. Sesshomaru was a short distance away shirtless, bloody, and unconscious. Kagura gasped and tears formed in her eyes. She had never seen him like this.

 

“Byakuya,” she whispered, gaining his attention. “Pick him up and take him to the car.”

 

He did so without a word. Kagura quickly ran up to his bedroom and grabbed him some clothes to change into when he woke up. Then she met up with her brother and they drove off.

 

Once at her house, they took Sesshomaru upstairs to her room. Byakuya's wife called and told him to come home because one of his daughters was sick. He was hesitant.

 

“It's okay,” Kagura assured him. “You can go.”

 

“Are you sure?” he asked.

 

“Yeah. He'll probably be more comfortable if it's just me here anyways.”

 

“Okay. Call me if you need anything.”

 

“I will.”

 

After he left, Kagura started the bathtub. She wanted to get the blood off Sesshomaru. She stared at him as she waited for it to fill up. This was the first time she saw him shirtless in a long time. She was able to see all the scars she never knew he had. He was so battered up, it pained her to see him. She knew Naraku had inflicted every mark. No wonder he hated being home. Naraku was torturing him. She knew they fought worse than normal couples but she had no idea it was this bad…

 

It took some effort but Kagura was able to bring him to the tub. She figured it would be better to do it while he was out of it because it would probably sting. She didn't care about seeing him naked, he was her friend so what? And if it weren't for all the scars on his body, he probably wouldn't have cared too much either.

 

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The first thing Sesshomaru noticed was that he was in water. He slowly opened his eyes. He was hurt, groggy, and confused. He didn't remember coming anywhere near water. Then he realized he had no clothes on. That instantly woke him up.

 

“Sesshomaru, it's okay,” Kagura said gently to him.

 

He turned his head back when he heard Kagura's voice. He relaxed a bit when he realized he was with her. Then he remembered the beating. His back was all cut up and she had a full view. And his scarred body! She must have seen it all. He started panicking.

 

“Sesshomaru, relax. You're going to be alright, everything's going to be fine.” He didn't say a word. “This is going to sting a little, okay?”

 

He nodded. She started pouring water onto his back then she squeezed some soap from a bottle onto his skin. He hissed when it made contact. He didn't want any more pain for the night, or ever. She cleaned his cuts very carefully then rinsed the soap off. She winced when she saw his back without blood. So Naraku had whipped him with a belt…

 

“Come on. Can you stand?” She grabbed a towel as he stood up. He didn't care right now if she saw his body. All he wanted was to rest. He was able to dry most of himself off but Kagura had to gently pat dry his back. She handed him the clothes she had gotten for him. It was a t-shirt, pajama bottoms, and boxers. Once he was dressed she helped him over to her own bed. He lied down and she sat on the other side. He still hadn't said a word.

 

He didn't know what to do. Surely Kagura knew the truth about his and Naraku's relationship now. What would she do? Would she tell anyone? Would she rat Naraku out? What was she thinking?

 

A hand on his arm snapped him out of his thoughts. Kagura was looking at him.

 

“Don't hate me…” he whispered.

 

“Why would I?” she asked softly.

 

“Because I'm weak and disgusting. He did this because I deserve it…”

 

“Don't say that. It's all lies. You don't deserve any of this. You deserve to be loved and treated right.”

 

No more words were exchanged. Kagura would figure out how to deal with this new information tomorrow because at this moment Sesshomaru needed comfort. He was hurt badly and not just physically. He shifted closer to her, careful of his injuries. She stroked his cheek then his hair when he rested his head on her lap. After a few minutes he sat up slightly and she let him lean against her. She hugged him then noticed the tears leaking out of his eyes. He cried more and more. She allowed a couple of her own to fall but quickly wiped them away. She rocked him back and forth as the sobs escaping his throat lessened. She wiped the tears off his face. He was extremely exhausted and eventually drifted to sleep. Kagura continued to hold him.

 

What am I going to do?

 

She closed her eyes but she knew she wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight.