InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Leave it in the past ❯ Wanna make love in this club.. Or not... ( Chapter 20 )

Hey guys! I hope you liked the last chapter! I had writer's block all through the dang thing, but I think it turned out ok. Please comment! I like to hear what you have to say! Here's chapter 20!

 

WARNING: RAPE SCENE

 

When Kagome and Sango finally got in the club, there was barely any room to breath, the bodies were packed tight.

“Well, this is a std waiting to happen,” Sango said laughingly, not knowing that Kagome couldn't hear a word she just said.

Kagome found herself pressed tightly between two very hard bodies, trying to force herself as far away as possible. She yelled for Sango but nothing was working, no amount of screaming was going to get her friends attention and get her away from the groping hands of these guys.

She did the only thing she could think of doing: She pretzeled the next hand that touched her and shoved them away, putting as many people between them as was possible in such limited space.

She wrestled her way past the throngs in hopes of finding Sango. She grabbed her friend and a pulled her to the only corner of the club that wasn't overly suffocating.

“This might've been a bad idea…” Kagome said before a commanding voice came from the speakers and stopped the words from coming out of her mouth.

“Good evening and welcome to the Shikon! I hope you're enjoying the opening of the club. I'm part owner, Inuyasha Takahashi and this is my associate, Miroku Houshi.” There was applause everywhere and a lot of whistling. “Thank you. I hope you come back to see us here at the Shikon. I'm not going to give you a big speech because I know you're anxious to get on with the party so enjoy your night here!”

Kagome's knees felt weak as Inuyasha searched the crowd, his eyes eventually lighting on her face and his eyebrows came down in a scowl. He turned and motioned for Miroku to follow, which he did with a curious look.

“Sango, Inuyasha's coming. We gotta get out of here,” Kagome said, her voice coated with terror.

Sango giggled. “Let's show Inuyasha!” Sango said loudly and pulled her to the two closest, cutest guys.

“Hi,” Sango purred as the music once again pulsed through the speakers, “wanna dance?”

The dark haired one pulled Sango in close and whispered something in her ear that made Sango give a sexy little giggle as he pulled her close and they began to grind.

“What about you?” the other guys said and he turned to fully face her.

“Hojou?” Kagome asked incredulously.

“Yeah, I'm surprised you remember me. I was a real asshole in highschool,” Hojou said quietly, blushing and looking ashamed.

“Yeah, but you like all better now,” Kagome said with a giggle. She looked over and Sango and her “friend” dirty dancing and giggled. “You want to dance or…” Kagome said with uncertainty.

“Yeah, I'd like that,” he said with a small sweet smile.

Kagome grabbed his hand and pulled him out beside Sango. He put his hands on her waist and Kagome covered them with her own as they began to slowly rock back and forth to the pulsing beat. Kagome began to get more into it and she turned so that Hojou was at her back. She scooted back until her butt met his pelvis and she began to grind against him. He pull her closer, his arms circling her waist and her back was flush to his chest. Her head was thrown back to press against the side of his neck as he was leaned over her body to get more contact. His breathing was labored and slowly she could feel his erection pressing against her, but this only served to get her excited.

She began to grind harder into him and he gasped and began to grind faster. A growl was heard behind them and Kagome's eyes snapped open to look at Sango in fear, but Sango wasn't there. She had been ripped away from the guy and into Miroku's arms where she looked very angry.

She noticed Inuyasha's face next, contorted in anger, his eyes bleeding red as he watched her.

“Hojou! Hold on a second,” Kagome said in his ear, giving him a chaste kiss on the cheek and unwinding his arms from around her waist. She made her way over to Sango where she was arguing with miroku.

“Sango, let's go. I'm tired of being here,” Kagome said her face ashen. She turned on Inuyasha with a fury, but her words died as he grabbed her up and flew over everyone to a door against the opposite wall. It was one of the private rooms and the door locked sickening behind her.

She was thrown on the bed and Inuyasha tried to rip her clothes off. Kagome's hands balled up into angry little fists and she beat frantically against his chest as desperate tears came to her eyes.

“You stupid ass hole! You think you're going to make me come in her and let you do whatever you want with me? Fuck you Inuyasha!!!” Kagome screamed at him as his lips descended on her neck, suckling and kissing his way down.

Kagome clamped her eyes shut and closed herself off to him as he continued to do as he wanted. His hands were roving everywhere and Kagome was ashamed at the heat she felt pooling in her core, making her want to pant. She clenched her teeth until she felt they would shatter but still she couldn't help but to arch her body as he revealed one breasts, suckling on it tenderly. Kagome forced herself to lay flat, clenching her legs closed tight.

Suddenly, it all stopped. He had been straddling her and he was probably now waiting for her to open her eyes.

Kagome bucked wildly, sending him flying off her and into the head board. She heard him grunt but she didn't look back, only scrambled off the bed, unlocking the door and hurrying out into the throngs of people. She heard the door shut and knew that Inuyasha was following her.

>>>>>

Sango ripped her arm out of Miroku's hand and pushed him away.

“Sango…” Miroku started to say softly.

“You think I want to see you? I gave up on you a long time ago, Miroku. You will never change! You're still the womanizing asshole you were in high school. You have no right to pull me away from any guy so go jack off,” Sango said, turning away.
Miroku grabbed her arm and pulled her to the door that led them out of the club.

“Miroku, what in the hell…” Sango started to say, but didn't get to finish. Miroku's lips slammed down on her to shut her up. Sango stood ridged for a second and then relaxed. Maybe what happened in the past doesn't matter. She could barely remember now what had happened in high school. `What happened again?' she asked herself as her lips melded to his.

She ran through every bad high school memory and thought she couldn't find it until…

Sango's eyes snapped open and she pushed with all her might, slapping him in the face as tears came to her eyes.

“Sango just listen to me…” Miroku started to say.

“NO! You listen to me! Do you even remember what happened in high school?” Sango screamed at him, “While I was trying to give you the chance you had been hounding me about since freshman year, you were out screwing half of the cheerleading team behind my back! I had to find out about in the morning's latest gossip!!”

Sango heard Kagome's high heels falter a step and Sango's head swung around. She definitely looked like shit. Her hair was a mess, her leather blouse was lopsided and her jeans were still unbuttoned. Her mascara was running down her eyes as she came to Sango's side and glared at Miroku before turning to Sango.

“Let's hurry and leave before Inuyasha realizes I escaped outside,” Kagome said softly.

“O.k. I invited the guys over,” Sango said with a malicious glare at Miroku, who sucked in a breath, “but if you don't want Hojou to come I'll understand. Bank is going to go ahead and come over anyway.”

“Yeah I don't feel like having him over. Did you give him my number?” Kagome said with fatigue rubbing her forehead.

“Yeah. They BOTH got our numbers,” Sango said, “Let's get out of here.” They started toward Kagome's car.

“Sango?” Miroku said, hurt coating his voice and face.

“What?” she snapped, turning her head.

“Someday, when you get over all the past, you should come talk to me,” he said softly, “there're a lot of thing you should know.”

Sango gave a very unladylike snort and continued on to the car. They drove home in silence.

>>>>>

Rin had been having a great time. Shippou had been early so Rin had made him wait and had giggled when he gave her a little pout.

He drove her to a cute little authentic Italian restaurant where they'd gotten a little private table behind heavy velvet curtains. The lighting was low and Shippou had taken a rose from the center piece and tucked behind her ear.

He had ordered for her because Rin spoke absolutely no Italian and Shippou seemed to be quite fluent in the language. They'd talked until dinner had arrived about nothing in particular, just being content with each other's company.

The park they were now in took Rin's breath away. It was secluded and romantic, untouched by humankind and blossoming, the moonlight shining down on it.

“You know, this is probably the best date anyone has every taken me on,” Rin said softly, clasping her finger with his and walking closed beside him.

“Oh really? What kind of dates have you been on?” Shippou asked, looking down at her with teasing eyes.

“Movie dates, house dates, bedroom dates…” Rin said, looking up at him teasingly.

“Wow…those sound interesting,” he said, giving her a nudge.

“Well they all served the guys purpose,” Rin said, giggling softly.

“What purpose?” he asked.

“Well, the movie date is mostly so that they can get their hands down your pants or up your skirt without anyone suspecting. The house dates are so you can get steamy on the couch, and the bedroom dates…well you know,” Rin said, giving a shrug.

“And what is the purpose of this date?” he asked softly, his face serious.

“I really can't tell your motives yet…” Rin said, looking up into his eyes with a warm smile.

“Oh, well I just want to get in your pants,” he said jokingly, adding a shrug for effect.

Rin laughed loudly, stopping them to catch her breath.

He looked at his watch. “I think it's time I get you home. We don't want your sister to neuter me do we? She might think we're on a movie date or worse: a bedroom date.”

Rin looked up at him and he looked down at her and in that moment, she wanted a kiss from him more than she'd ever wanted a kiss from anyone…except for one other person. She lifted herself up on her tippy-toes and turned her face up. She knew he got the message because his hands cupped her cheeks gently.

Just when their lips were a breath away, he stopped. “I should really get you home he said, bypassing the kiss and pulling her close for a hug instead. Rin had never been on a date with a guy who didn't want to kiss her and she felt her confidence waver.

He let her go and walked in the general direction of the car, expecting her to follow. She did, but far behind him, so she could think. Maybe he wants to wait? Maybe he…uh…thinks he's a bad kisser. Maybe my breath stinks. Maybe he realized that he doesn't want to be on this date with me. Maybe…

Rin went down the list of maybes until she was so low on herself she was calling herself names in her head.

He was waiting for her by the car, holding the door open. She got in, buckled her seat belt and sat in silence as he did the same, starting the car and pulling out.

The car stayed silent until the pulled up to the apartment and they both got out. Shippou walked her to her door.

“Well. This was so much fun,” Rin said, hanging her head.

His finger hooked under her chin making her look at him. Her eyes shone with hope as his face descended and…he planted a kiss on her cheek.

Rin's eyes slowly began to tear up.

“Good night,” he said.

“No…” she said softly.

“Huh?” he asked, a cute little wrinkle to his nose. At that moment she despised that wrinkle.

“Not a “good night”,” she sad, putting air quotes around the words he' spoken. She looked up at him with watery eyes.

“What's wrong?” he asked, coming close and trying to hug her. She pulled away.

“You don't freaking want to kiss me, that's what's wrong!” she yelled, wiping at the tears.

“That's what you're upset about?” he asked incredulously.

“Yes! What is it? Does my breath smell? Do I smell? Am I ugly or gross? What?” Rin asked desperately.

“Listen, you're overreacting,” he said softly, putting his hands on her shoulder.

“I'm overreacting? I'm on a date with someone who doesn't want me,” she said, her voice breaking at the last.

“It's not that I don't want to kiss you,” he said softly.

“Then what is it?” she said, a little louder than necessary.

“I just didn't want this to be a “for the guy's purpose date”,” he said, “I don't want you to think of me as just wanting to get in your pants…all though those pants look damn good on you.”

Rin's mind wouldn't process for a second, but when she finally got the gist of what he'd said, she realized her fatal error. “I shouldn't have told you that.”

“No, it's fine that you did. I know what you don't like now,” he said softly with a sad smile.

“Do you know what I want right now?” Rin said, looking at him seriously.

“What?” he asked anxiously.

“I want you to make me remember this as our best first kiss, as the kiss that will make me forget any other kiss. If you don't, I won't call you tonight, or any other night.”

“What if my kiss isn't good enough?” he asked with a blush.

“Believe me: If you're trying, it'll be better than good enough,” she said with a wicked smile.

He hesitated for a second and Rin didn't feel like waiting for him to decide. She pulled him down roughly by his neck and kissed him, her body pressed solidly against his. Her lips moved commandingly against his and she could feel a warmth course through her body, making her feel giddy. He finally started to participate, his arms holding her closer, his lips battling hers, his tongue stroking her mouth and wrestling with her own. Her fingers ran through his hair roughly, pulling playfully on a handful. Finally, she had to pull away or she would pass out.

She gasped for air and smiled at him before starting to go inside.

“So…will you call me?” he asked anxiously.

She gave him a shrug and blew him a kiss before going in and shutting the door.

`That was almost the best kiss ever…almost,' she thought to herself. She couldn't help comparing the two and found that she was attracted to both of them…

>>>>>

Kagome curled up in her bed and let the cold from the window seep through her bones. After awhile she couldn't stand to be alone. She got out of bed and went into Sango's room.

“That guy didn't show up?” Kagome asked as she sat next to Sango.

“Oh, I never ask him over, although I did give him my number. I just said that to piss off Miroku,” Sango said with an evil smirk.

“Oh…good my virgin friend,” Kagome said teasingly, although she didn't laugh. The far away look never left her eyes.

“You were a virgin not too long ago,” Sango said teasingly, but wishing she had taken it back.

Kagome's face became far away and sad.

“I'm sorry Kagome. I shouldn't have said that,” Sango said softly.

“You didn't mean it in that way,” Kagome said softly, petting her hair. Kagome lay down with her, finding comfort from her long time friend. The heard the door open and slam closed.

“Rin,” they said together, getting excited to hear about her date.

They hurried into the living room to find a very dazed Rin sitting in front of the door.

“What happened?” Kagome asked, coming to stand in front of her. Rin's lips were slightly swollen and still wet, her hair was messed up and she had stubble burn on her face and chin.

Kagome and Sango couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably, coming to sit on either side of her.

“How was it?” Kagome asked laughingly.

“How was what?” Rin asked in a far away place.

“Uh, DUH! The kiss!” Sango said, snapping her fingers in front of her face.

“It was amazing,” Rin said, flicking her tongue over her lips, “he tastes so good.”

Kagome and Sango both laughed.

“It's so cute,” Kagome said, getting up and pulling Rin up with her.

“Yeah. First kisses always are,” Sango said making her way back to her room, “Night everyone.”

They each went into their rooms. Rin slept peacefully, Sango barely got any sleep, and Kagome got no sleep at all.

>>>>>

“Pass me another beer,” Miroku slurred sullenly.

“You've had enough,” Inuyasha said, taking a swig of his beer.

“But I want another,” he said almost incoherently.

“Life's a bitch,” Inuyasha said matter-of-factly, taking another drink.

“Why won't she believe me?” Miroku asked like a whiny child.

“Who?” Inuyasha asked, bored.

“Sango!” Miroku said loudly.

“I don't know man. Women are crazy,” Inuyasha said, thinking of Kagome. He knew she had every right to hate him at the moment, but she just wouldn't listen. He hadn't meant for that to happen and still it had happened. He didn't know what had come over him that night, he was pretty sure it was all the liquor, but he wished that he could take it back. He remembered Kagome face when she'd found them, how she'd beat the hell out of Kikyou and threw her out on the door step. Then, she'd stayed with him for god only knows how long, to make sure he got better. Life was a bitch.

A loud snoring sound interrupted his thoughts. He turned to look at his friend and found the he was passed out, as shit faced as he every seen.

“You've got the right idea my friend,” He said quietly, lifting his drink to his prone form then gulping it down, hoping to numb the ache that he couldn't name yet.

`Pathetic,' Sesshoumaru thought to himself as he walked into the apartment he shared with is brother. He went into his personal bedroom and poured himself a drink, thinking of blue eyes and shining black hair that belonged to a sexy seventeen year old.

>>>>>

Kagome woke to an annoying beeping, making her fall out of bed and hit the floor with a hard thud.

“OOOOPH!”

She picked up the offending device, the damn cell phone and answered.

“Hello?”

“Yes is this Kagome Higurashi?” she heard an oddly familiar voice say.

“Yes, this is her. Who is this?”

“Never mind that. I want you to find your way down to the parking lot.” The call was disconnected.

Kagome got out of bed and looked out her window to the parking lot. It was completely empty. She shrugged her shoulders, put on her robe, starting out of the apartment.

The second she'd stepped out her front door, a chill ran up her spine and a warning went off in her head.

“Hello, Kagome,” a warm voice said, laughter and sarcasm marring it and turning it completely ugly.

She slowly turned to face the person she hated the most in this world. He grabbed her roughly by the arm and yanked her from the steps, against his disgusting body. She thought to scream, but his hand was quickly over her mouth as if he'd read her mind.

She tried to slide her leg up under his, but he was still too fast, yanking one arm up behind her back then curling one up under her arm and grasping her shoulder, putting it at an odd angle to the back so she couldn't move.

She heard a crash from a few stories up and knew it was her apartment. She heard the roar of flames and screams and her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest.

“RIN!! SANGO!!!” Kagome screamed. She lunged for the stairs but he yanked her back, making pain shoot up her arms.

>>>>>

Sango woke to a banging sound like a bomb going off. She was up out of bed faster then she ever thought she could and was out of her room in record time. She stopped and fell over as she tried to back pedal and get away from the flames licking at the furniture and walls of the little apartment. She hurried into Kagome's room but found that she wasn't there at all. She searched each room, not finding her anywhere but hoping that she'd gotten out alive.

She hurried into Rin's room to find her huddling underneath her covers.

“Rin! Come out,” Sango yelled as she hurried to the window and threw it open. She yanked Rin up out of her bed and all but threw her out. Rin hadn't been luck enough to grab onto to the branches, hitting a majority of them as she went down and landed firmly on her ass.

“What the hell was that for?!?” Rin screamed from the ground.

Sango didn't answer, only threw herself out in a controlled leap, catching hold of a branched and climbing quickly down with the skill of a monkey.

She yanked Rin up by her arms again, pulling her away from the building and into safety. She just hoped that Kagome had gotten out safe.

>>>>>

Kagome felt like she'd just been hit by a semi as he withdrew his fists and began working on her pajama shorts, his fingers sliding unwanted over her skin, making her fell like scrubbing her self.

He yanked her shorts down as Kagome tried to recover from the horrible pain that started at her left cheek and surged through her jaw in tendrils of pain.

Kagome groaned and weakly tried to extricate herself from him, but he barely even noticed as he ripped her night shirt down the middle, not even bothering to pull it off. He hands were not as Inuyasha's had been, gentle and worshiping as they rested on her breasts, bringing her pleasure. Instead, they were punishing, squeezing and pulling, making her give a weak groan in pain.

Her hands were up and pulling at his the second they lit on her skin, her nails digging in. His hand came back and he slapped her over and over until she was too weak to move.

When she lay limp and pliable in his arms, he spread her legs. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his erection. Kagome couldn't bear to watch and turned her head away as the tears assaulted her but she made her self not whimper.

He entered her in a quick, brutal thrust. Kagome tensed as the pain washed over her. She was completely dry and his hard flesh rubbing against her most intimate and vulnerable area made her want to scream as he thrust faster and faster, gaining force but she clamped her mouth shut, containing the scream and tried to remain immobile and quiet. She tried to get her self to relax her muscles, knowing that it wouldn't hurt as bad, but the pain he was causing wouldn't let her. She just took it, hoping that soon it would be over.

He was going for an awful long time before the slick over her blood eased the friction of her penis moving brutally and, though the pain was still there and made her shake with it, it was not as bad.

She should've been mad that she was bleeding but now she welcomed it as it eased the new pain that she was sure she would have to deal with as he picked up his tempo and he grabbed her hips and pulled her down just as hard as he was thrusting. When she knew he was about to come, she pulled up her leg and, with as much force as she could muster through the pain that shot through the lower half of her body, kicked him away.

“Its bad enough that you've raped me, but I won't have your bastard child,” Kagome said hatefully, giving him a disgusted look as she collapsed back on the ground. Kevin loomed over her and she felt a sharp pain sear through her side.

He was gone, and Kagome was finally alone. She let herself cry as she pulled herself up from the cold ground where she'd been thrown and leaned against the buildings that were so close together in the alley for support.

It was as she was leaned against the wall, pulling her short on and now paying attention to the blood that seeped through and dripped down her legs in an ugly red river.

Pain wracked through her body as she tried to stand on her own. Her thighs burned as did their apex and ribs were throbbing. Not to mention the horrible head ache and the pain that was spread over her the whole right side of her face. She took one small step forward, wincing at the waves of agony that made her knees weak.

Each step felt like it took an eternity, the pain so intense that it felt continuous instead of the waves that washed over her.

Finally, she was out of the small alley and in the parking lot. There was a fire truck out front, its lights spinning dizzyingly. There were two police cars parked close by, the officers in their black uniforms taking statements from ruffled tenants. She couldn't see anyone she knew yet but spun around and gasped in pain when someone screamed her name.

“KAGOME?!?!?!?!?”

>>>>>

Inuyasha couldn't let himself drink anymore than the three beers, which hadn't taken any effect, remembering what had happened last time. He couldn't go to sleep, his eyes didn't even feel heavy and his body was still primed for the fight he'd wished he'd had at the club.

He grabbed the remote and switched on the TV. It came to a boring news bulletin. He switched it again and came to the local news. He heard the news woman rattle off an address, talking about how a fire had consumed the whole third floor.

It took him seconds to recognize the address, and he was up out of his chair, shaking his drunken friend awake. He groaned and turned away, giving some bull shit reply about the rainforest animals on the north pole.

“Miroku, damn it!” Inuyasha screamed as his shaking becoming violent.

Finally, his friend opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at him annoyance, wincing from the probable headache.

“What is it?” he slurred, rubbing his temples.

“There's a fire at Kagome and Sango's apartment!” Inuyasha said, pulling on his shirt and shoes.

“Come again?” Mirokus said groggily.

“Sango and Kagome's house caught on fire!” Inuyasha said, saying Sango first so Miroku could actually register the situation as it pertained to him.

“WHAT!!” Miroku yelped as he jumped up and swayed, steadying himself and working hard to clear his mind of the drunkenness that plagued it.

“Sango and Kagome are in trouble you plastered, shit faced idiot! Move your ass!!” Inuyasha yelled, searching for his keys.

“What is all the ruckus?” Sesshoumaru yelled as he strode angrily out of his room.

“Kagome, Sango and Rin's apartment was set on fire, and so help me god if I have to repeat it again, I'm going to go ape shit!!” Inuyasha yelled.

Sesshoumaru wasn't in the house long. he breezed past them and was gone in a quick flash.

Miroku tripped over himself in a rush to get out the door proceeding Inuyasha, his drunk state of mind not helping the situation. At least he was trying to get a handle on it!

`Please her be okay,' both boys prayed in their minds, thinking over the one woman each loved in desperation as Inuyasha peeled out and gunned it.

When they pulled into the apartment complex, there was a mass of people who were neighbors, people, or just plain nosy. They drove through them, getting out of the car and searching through the crowd.

Miroku found Sango huddled with Rin, staring up at the flames in the windows with horror.

“Sango!! Holy shit, are you alright?” Miroku said hysterically, pulling her into his arms.

Sango didn't care that this was Miroku. She'd been wishing to have his strong arms around her as she shook convulsively, tears streaming down her face. Her arms lock around him and she didn't want to ever be let go.

“Where's Kagome?” Inuyasha asked urgently, shaking Sango's shoulder to get her attention.

“I c-couldn't find her!” Sango wailed.

“SHIT!” Inuyasha yelled looking up at the flames

“Rin!”

Rin's head snapped around as a silver haired god made his way to her, his face contorted in worry.

She didn't have time to say anything to him. She was engulfed in his warm, tight embrace. She shivered in his arms.

“Did you see Kagome?” Inuyasha asked Rin desperately.

Rin's throat clogged and all she could do was shake her head as the flow of tears ran faster down her cheeks as she buried her face in Sesshoumaru's chest.

Inuyasha began to pick through the crowd, searching every face with the unrealistic hope that Kagome wasn't up there burning to death. He finally got to the front of the throng of people, his eyes sweeping them to double check. A smell caught his nose and his head turned the building adjacent the apartments. From between the crack that the building made, Kagome limped out, barely standing up right. As she came closer, more and more things about her became evident.

She looked like she'd been mugged with all the bruises battering her slender body. The whole right side of her face was swollen and purple, her shirt was ripped completely down the middle and her shorts were askew on her hips, covered in blood that also trickled down her legs.

His breath stopped and time stood still. There was only one explanation and Inuyasha couldn't bring himself to think it.

“KAGOME!” three pairs of voices screamed over the crown, barreling towards her. Her head snapped up and the haunted look in her watery, ancient blue eyes stopped him dead in his tracks and at that moment, he knew.