InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Away From the Dark ❯ Chapter 34

WARNING (this story contains the following): homosexual relationships, (verbal, physical, sexual) abuse, descriptive sex scenes, (major) OOCness, uke Sessh, and it is AU. If you oppose reading about any or all of these things then do not read this. Do not complain to me about the things I've just listed because we all know that you didn't have to read my story. That covers the warnings. I will add any new ones as the story progresses

 

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Chapter Thirty-Four

 

Inuyasha searched the house and found Sesshomaru sitting in the room they had been sharing. The white-haired man stared at him for a few moments before speaking.

 

“Thank you, Inuyasha,” he said. “He finally came…he won't stop.”

 

“You need to get a restraining order.” Inuyasha though he might get some sort of resistance from Sesshomaru but the man just nodded and looked at the floor.

 

“I'm not going back to him. Ever. He doesn't realize that this time is different.” He lifted his head up. “I can't believe how much things have changed. I'm sure you can't imagine it but he used to be so good to me. Those first few years…fuck.” His eyes darted to his friend. “You don't want to hear this.”

 

Inuyasha sat down on the bed. “If you're willing to talk about it then I want to listen.”

 

Sesshomaru lied down and looked at the ceiling. “I was still in high school when we met, a senior. It was at a party. He was friends with the friend of mine who was throwing the whole thing. I was talking to her and he walked up. She introduced us and then the two of us started talking. I was quiet even back then but he…we spoke for a long time. He was just so interesting and nice. Eventually we split ways and I went to see my other friends. A few hours later…I was fucking wasted. It was bad…as my friends put it a couple days later. I don't really remember. I passed out that night and when I finally woke up…Naraku was with me. I was in a bed in one of the bedrooms at my friend's house. I was so confused but then he explained how I was drunk and this guy kept trying to get me to sleep with him. Naraku stepped in and told the guy I was with him so he'd back off. Then I started stumbling around so Naraku carried me to the room where I passed out. God…I thought he was the greatest thing after that. Saving me from my would be rapist. A few days after that party we went on our first date. I loved it and thought it was so sweet that he didn't even try to make a grab at me.” He sighed. “We went on a second date…and I kissed him. Then we went on a third…and had sex. I don't know, is sex on the third date not normal? By that point I had already had a few boyfriends that I fucked on the first date. Whatever…

 

So that's how the two of us met and became a couple…we got married a year after that. I don't know, if you're curious about anything then ask. I don't care.”

 

“You didn't have any family that thought marrying him so young was a bad idea?”

 

“No. My father walked out on me and my mom a few months after I was born. I've never met him, I'm sure I never will. My mom, she worked and kept a roof over my head…sometimes barely, but she didn't care much. She was always too busy running around with her boyfriends to even make sure I was doing okay. Then I came out to her around fourteen or fifteen…she told me that I had to move out the day I was eighteen. I don't talk to her, I haven't since I got married. I told her I was marrying another man and she hung the phone up on me. And I don't really have any other family besides her. None that I talk to anyways.”

 

“Oh my god…what a bitch…”

 

“Yeah…anymore questions?”

 

“This might be dumb but…did you graduate high school? I mean, just because you had no one to watch over you and stuff…”

 

“Yeah, I graduated. Not top of my class but I got a diploma. Never been to college though.”

 

“So Naraku wasn't your first boyfriend.”

 

“Heh, no. I had my first boyfriend at fourteen, lost my virginity at sixteen. I always ended up with jerks and I never knew why. They weren't as bad as Naraku is but some were still nasty.” Sesshomaru stopped for a minute.

 

“You don't have to keep going. You can stop if you want.”

 

“No…it's fine. When I was seventeen I hooked up with a guy named Haku. Fucking prick. We fought a lot. He insulted me all the time, pushed me around once in a while. God, I hated him. I don't know why I even went out with him. That's why I thought Naraku was so great. He actually treated me decent, it wasn't an act he put on for just the first time we met. Well…at that time, I didn't see it as an act. He was genuinely nice to me, always was. That probably sounds dumb, but it's true.”

 

“No, it doesn't sound dumb. I understand why you thought he was so great back then.”

 

Sesshomaru nodded slightly. He knew there was one question Inuyasha was avoiding. The other man probably wanted to know but he wasn't asking.

 

“I know there's something else you want to ask me,” Sesshomaru said.

 

“What?”

 

“There's something else you want to know but you're afraid to ask. You want to know about the first time Naraku hit me.”

 

“Sessh-”

 

“It's okay. I'd want to know too.”

 

“Sesshomaru, you don't have to talk about this. You can tell me another time, it's okay.”

 

Truthfully, Sesshomaru didn't want to talk about it. He wasn't ready to tell anyone else yet. But for some reason he felt he had to, like if he didn't then Inuyasha would be angry.

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Yes. It's okay, tell me when you're ready. It's perfectly fine if you don't want to right now.”

 

“Okay…”

 

They sat in silence from then on, Inuyasha thinking about what the other man had told him, Sesshomaru thinking about his past and trying to work up the courage to leave the house. Even though he hadn't wanted to tell his friend about it, the memory that stood out the most in his mind was when Naraku smacked him for the very first time. He now wished that he would have left right after that. But he hadn't known what that one slap would be the start of.

 

Sesshomaru was twenty-two when it happened. Rin was a year old already and her Papa had just put her to bed for the night. The golden-eyed man came back down, he was exhausted. He and Naraku had fought that morning before the older male had to leave for work. It had started over something trivial, but soon escalated. It quickly turned ugly, each man spitting whatever insult they could think of.

 

The younger male wasn't looking forward to his husband coming home. They had been fighting much more than usual and tonight would just be a continuation from this morning. He sighed as he sat on the couch and heard Naraku's car pull up. He braced himself for what was to come. Even though he had pretended Naraku's insults hadn't affected him, in reality they had hurt him a lot. His self-esteem had always been low, the other man knew that.

 

The raven-haired male walked inside the house with a cold expression on his face. He and Sesshomaru just stared at each other for a few moments. The smaller one was the first to break the silence. He was kind of mad again, if Naraku had just helped him this morning like he had asked then none of this would have happened.

 

“It wouldn't kill you to just say sorry…” he murmured.

 

Naraku's blood red eyes narrowed and he walked closer to his husband. “Why should I? You started this whole thing.”

 

“Me? I asked you to do one fucking thing and then you started being an asshole!”

 

“Shut the hell up! Maybe if you stopped being so useless and dependent on me then you could handle things yourself.”

 

Sesshomaru looked at the ground hurt before he veiled it with anger. “Fuck you, Naraku! You're such a prick. No wonder your dad hates you.” His eyes widened when he said that, the words had slipped out unintentionally.

 

That made Naraku furious. Without thinking, he raised his hand and slapped Sesshomaru across the face.

 

Everything froze in that moment. It took Sesshomaru a few moments to figure out what just happened and why his cheek now stung. Naraku looked shocked and he just stared at the other man.

 

“You…you hit me…” Sesshomaru mumbled. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He shoved Naraku out of his way and started towards the stairs.

 

“Sesshomaru, wait-”

 

“No! Get away from me!”

 

He then ran up the stairs and into their bedroom. Naraku followed but his husband had locked him out.

 

“Sessh, open the door. I'm sorry, it was an accident.” He sighed and leaned against the wall. He would give Sesshomaru a few minutes to calm down before trying again.

 

Sesshomaru paced their room, his mind racing. He couldn't believe that Naraku actually slapped him and so hard too. Sure, they fought a lot now but never had it been physical. He didn't know what to do. Should he let Naraku in the room? Maybe it was just an accident, the argument had been pretty heated and Naraku probably just had a lot of leftover anger.

 

`I shouldn't have mentioned his dad anyways…'

 

Naraku had told him how his father was always tough on him as a child and when he was sixteen, he kicked his son out. He was left to fend for himself and the teen often found himself roaming from friend to friend's house.

 

`Yeah, it was my fault for bringing it up…'

 

Sesshomaru was a little scared though that Naraku would do it again. But he wouldn't, right? This had only been an accident, Naraku would make sure it didn't happen again. He took a deep breath then unlocked the door. He went over to the bed and lied down, suddenly feeling very tired.

 

Naraku quickly walked in and sat next to his husband. Sesshomaru was on his side with his back towards the other man.

 

“Sessh, I'm so sorry,” he apologized. “I don't know what came over me, but I didn't mean to hurt you. Come on, look at me. Sessh…” He carefully grabbed him and rolled him onto his back. Golden eyes were looking away from him. He cupped the side of his face. “Sessh, please. I'm sorry. You know it was an accident.”

 

“Yeah…I know,” Sesshomaru said quietly. “I-I shouldn't have said what I did anyways.”

 

“Well…no, you shouldn't have. But I'm still sorry for hitting you.”

 

“It's okay. I know it won't happen again…”

 

Naraku then lied down next to him and gathered him in his arms. He comforted the white-haired man for the rest of the night.

 

Why didn't I just leave that night?

 

Sesshomaru hated himself for being so stupid. He should have walked out the front door instead of running to his bedroom. But he had fallen into Naraku's trap. The man had put on such a good act that night, he had seemed so genuinely sorry for hitting him. How could Sesshomaru leave someone like that? What was one smack in exchange for a caring husband? When he was still twenty-two, Naraku had been the best thing to happen to him. He wasn't going to give him up over an accident.

 

Maybe it truly had been an accident at the time, Sesshomaru would never know. But as it became more intense, he should have left. Why didn't I? He just…couldn't. And now six years after that first hit, Sesshomaru was just now breaking away from Naraku. It had taken a long time and he knew he still had a lot more to get through…but at least it was a start.

 

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Ladykaa28, I just want to say thanks for your last review because that was what inspired these flashbacks. Originally I hadn't really planned to go back towards the start of Naraku and Sesshomaru's relationship. But after reading your review, I thought about it and said “Hey, that'd be a pretty good idea!”

 

So yeah, everyone, there will be more flashbacks in upcoming chapters to reveal Sesshomaru's past. Thank you to everybody who has been reviewing since my last post! I'll try to do replies for the next chapter

 

And one last thing…do I have any readers out there who write (or are willing to write) Bleach fanfiction and are willing to take a request? If so, it'd be great if you contacted me (through PM, email, review, or whatever). By the way, the pairing that I'm going to request of you is Aizen/ukeByakuya