InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If I had three wishes ❯ Chapter eight ( Chapter 8 )

Notes: Warning, there's lemon ahead in this Chapter, or rape to be more precise. It isn't nice and it
isn't meant to be, so if it offends you skip anything beyond the (XXX) If you are on a side where I can't
post the NC-17 stuff; go into my profile to find out where anything beyond the (XXX) can be found…
easy ne?

CHAPTER EIGHT

Sango had driven Kagome back home in the housing area, leaving the girl in front of the house once
more to bring the car into the car park. Kagome took a deep breath and started walking up the small
stairs to the front door and into the hall, stripping of the shoes and her black jacket on the way through
the living room like area into the kitchen. Something warm to drink would help her sort out her mind
and settle down for a nap.

That would help her mind come up with all the loose ends that were spreading out before her. Kikyo
was dead and still terrorising the living as student from hell, Kaede was something along the lines of
50 years old and for some odd reason the little sister of the seemingly dead, plus she was the training
partner of the Hanyou Inuyasha now. His good looks aside he still had proven rude and annoying at
the few meetings between them till now, why couldn't she be the new training partner of Kouga or
even Miroku.

She sighed and stepped into the kitchen, only to find herself face off with the only housemate that
didn't attend to the training seasons. There were no words spoken between the two they just looked at
each other - Rin into the eyes of the tired older girl and Kagome at the deep scars that covered arms,
neck and cleavage of the other one. The pattern that spread across her upper body almost looked like
claw marks, only broken by the white tank top the girl wore and the dark long hair spread over her
shoulders.

"Gods Rin…What happened to you??" Kagome's mouth stood open in awe, how could a girl like this
thin being survive such wounds? Never had she seen so much of the girl's skin anyway underneath
the uniform, or in the few moments she had seen the girl at all.

Both pairs of eyes meet and stared into each other for a very long moment, pain and horror of what
had happened seemed to pass between both till their connection ended in a small white flash. Both
jumped and looked irritated to the window from where the light had come, before they looked back at
each other.

Kagome could not form a fitting question that would show all the worry she felt, neither would the girl
give an answer to anything, already running of back to her room upstairs. Kagome hot on her heals till
she reached the door that lead to the younger girl's room which was safely locked.

"Rin! I am sorry... "Kagome called out, knocking but there came no answer. "Rin…." She called once
more but there was no answer.

"What happened here Kagome?" Sango who just had arrived on the top of the stairs asked now,
slightly confused by the actions going on in the house.

"I don't really know myself... I meet Rin in the kitchen and the next moment she went running…"
Kagome shrugged and looked back to the door before her. "I saw her scars and must have looked
pretty shocked… I hope it wasn't because of that..."

"Don't worry…" Sango said soothing, stepping beside the younger girl. "She don't likes it if someone
looks at her skin that's all… she will calm down again… just give her time.." She smiled slightly at the
younger girl. "You should rest now Kagome… take a shower, go to bed and relax… I will care for
Rin..."

Kagome nodded hesitating and let herself be lead to her own room. Sango closed the door behind her
and left her once more alone in her confusion. It was enough for one day; all that Kagome now wanted
was falling into her bed and sleep. Perhaps it was all only a bad dream, being able to create energy
blasts with bow and arrow sounded like it anyway. She sighed deeply and fell onto the soft bed, laying
there with her eyes wide open, staring into the light that flooded the room through the window.

She tried to forget anything that had happened today and closed her eyes. Remembering her father
and hoping he would already be better; there had been no news to tell her of the opposite so she
would settle for to believe that he was becoming better and that all this was worth it. She wanted to
think back to something else, times in which she had nothing to worry and no dead Miko's who liked
her about as much as the plague. But all she could think off where the scars Rin carried, they really
had looked like claws, cutting deep through her pale skin to leave this ugly red scars. She sighed
again and slowly drifted off still worrying what had happened to the poor girl down the hall.

It wasn't long before pictures flooded her mind, a dark street, flickering lights and cold wind that
reached through her cloths down on her skin. Shivers were caressing up and down her skin and she
found it hard to breathe deep enough to fill her lungs at all.

She fell and felt the pain of her knees meeting hard stone and someone chuckled at her wail of pain;
instinct told her to turn around to see him, but in the dizzy flood of pictures she only saw dark red eyes
and clawed hands reaching for her arms. She struggled to free herself as the claws ripped the skin on
her arms, cutting deeply into her pale flesh. She wanted to yell but couldn't bring a word over her dry
lips, finding her face pressed to the ground by a heavy weight, whilst bloody claws ripped away on her
cloths, not caring if her skin went into the way.

"Now you're mine pretty face…" The voice chuckled above her and pressed a hot wet kiss on the
sensitive skin of her yet unharmed neck.

(XXX)

She wanted to scream in pain as he swirled her around, freeing her body of the rest of her cloths with
one single move of his long sharp claws. She wanted to crawl backwards on her elbows, still unable to
see who was the shadow with the red eyes, but feeling all too clearly how his hands travelled over her
body.

Kagome wanted to cover up her body with her arms but the shadow pulled her hands above her head
with only one hand of his, almost breaking her wrists in the process. She gave a muffled sound of
protest which got quickly silenced by the mouth of the shadowy figure which pressed down on her,
forcing a bitter tasting tongue in her warm mouth. Her eyes grew wide in pain as he grabbed one of
her breasts with his free hand fondling it painfully strong, whilst depriving her of all air at the same time
with his eager mouth. He left her mouth with a last tug on the swollen lips and moaned at the blood he
drew with his fangs, licking down her jaw and neck to the scratches he had left on her chest.

The shadow marvelled at the scratches he had left around her left breast, the deep cuts went around
the darker areola like the rays of the sun with the marred nipple as centre of his artwork. He purred
from deep within his throat and turned to trace every little sunray with his tongue, drinking from her
blood like from a good wine.

His body pressed her legs apart as far as they could go, not able to hold back much longer. He freed
his own arousal and plunged into her warmth, growing even harder from the weak resistance of her
innocence or the pained scream that came from her throat.

Kagome could not find the voice for a scream that would have matched her feelings; pain was
everywhere within her and all over her skin. From the deep pulsing cuts that marred her shoulders,
arms, chest, her hips and belly- up to the skin on her back that got ripped from the hard ground on
which she was moved. But the worst was the place down between her legs; it felt like being cut with
thousands of knifes with every move he made, deeper and deeper within her where nobody ever was.
Blood seemed to make it easier with his moves but the burning wasn't going away, instead she went
dizzier and dizzier with every heartbeat.

The shadow pumped into her bloody core a final time, sounds of pure pleasure coming from his lips
before he leaned down to plunder her mouth once more. He moved his hard flesh a last time into her
tight core, deeper and harder than he had before, growling from deep within his guts as he emptied his
seed into her beaten form.

Minutes past, in which he laid panting above her, crashing her broken body with his weight before he
raised and left her there in this street with the flickering lights. The last thoughts the dizzy mind of
Kagome could bring together was, that she was glad about the fact that she had lost so much blood.