InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Summer of My Demon Lover ❯ Shattered ( Chapter 2 )

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inuaysha,"The Summer of My German Soldier", or the song "Breathe No More'

Edited by: Roadkill2580

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I couldn't stop the scream that came when the demon intruder pushed me back against the wall. He still had that smile on his face, as if daring me to try something, and I met the dare, right between his legs.

"You would think that would hurt more." he said calmly, but I saw the wince through his eyes

"Yes, but at least it hurt." I spoke up, somehow forgetting that he was capable of killing me in a single shot

I expected him to yell at me, or hit me, but instead all he did was laugh. Not a very loud laugh, but still a laugh.

"You really are an amusing creature. Years ago I would have kept you as a pet, but it seems this world as evolved for the worst." he said, still holding me to the wall.

"Maybe for you, but I rather like it." I said and did there most childish thing ever, I stuck my tongue out at him

"Child, I will advise you to never do that again unless you would like it bitten off." he seemed serious, but he was laughing again when I made a disgusted face, so he couldn't have been that serious.

"Demon with big butt, I advise you to let me down, because if you think I'm annoying now, just wait." I said again without thinking, but I was seriously getting mad.

"You do realize that is the second time that you have mentioned my butt, do you like it that much?" the arrogant son-of-a-bitch said with another one of those annoying smirks.

"Hardly." I snorted in a disgusted way, at least that was what I was going for.

I was so busy staring at him that I did not notice him letting me go, so for the second time in the last ten minutes, I fell on my butt.

"Itai!" I screamed at the thud and more so at the pain.

I sat there and kicked the floor in the standard three-year-old tantrum throwing fashion. This seemed to either amuse him or shock him, either way he was quiet as I let out some of my frustration.

"You, child, get more and more amusing each moment. Are you always like this?" he asked as he sat down, again, in MY chair.

"Of course not, god my father would kill me if I always acted like this. Now get out of my damn chair!" I didn't really think (again) when I said that first part, and the second part, hell I never think before I speak.

The step-bitch told me something once, and she may have actually been right. She said if I kept speaking before thinking that one day it would get me killed, but I figured if that was true it would happen when I was a bit older, but not today.

"Why would he kill you for acting this way?" asks the youkai that was just holding me to a wall for yelling and being my annoying self.

"I don't know, why don't you go and ask him, or better yet ask yourself since you've threatened to kill me more than once!" I huffed and turned away from him, still sitting on the floor where I fell.

"True, but that was for something different, and I am a youkai, not your father." he actually made some kind of sense when he said that, but I still wanted to fight him on it, for some reason.

"You are so irritating! All I wanted to do today was go and help my father, make him see that I have some sort of manners and not get a beating this week!" I was mad, really mad, so mad that I told a strange, murderous youkai my biggest secret.

"People still beat their young? I thought this would have changed by now." he obviously hasn't been around people very much for a long, long time.

"Oh yes, all of the time, nothing unusual about it at all." except that was a lie.

Sure some people whipped their children here and there, but no one I knew of beat their children the way my father did me.

"Such barbaric creatures. Even youkai do not punish their children that way, of course we are a lot stronger."

Arrogant ass! Thinks he's so much better than my race, ha! Who has who locked up?

"Yeah well, we can't all be arrogant assholes." I had to fight sticking my tounge out again, because for some reason this guy brought out the most childish sides in me.

"You would have made an interesting pet, maybe some day when youkai rule again." he said with another laugh, I hate his laugh, so cute and so humiliating.

Cute. I must have a fever, or I went insane. Yes, I went insane from all of the falling and being pushed aginst walls. Or better yet, I'm lying in bed right now recovering from something I did to anger my father, it does make sense.

"You know what. You stay and I'll go." I finally gave in, I just wanted out.

I got up off of my sore butt and began to walk to the door.

"Stop." a single word command, and like a smart idiot I listened.

"Nani?" I asked, not looking at him.

"Come back later, we can talk some more, you truly do amuse me. But do not tell anyone where I am, or I really will have to kill you."

Gawr, evil, evil youkai with really pretty hair.

"Fine, but only for a little while. I still have to live with my father, at least for two more years, and I'd rather not make him angry by staying out late." I said as I turned back to look at the smirking evil of all evil.

"Fair enough."

And with that said I left him alone, in my secret hideaway, sitting in MY chair, evil! He made me so mad with as little as a laugh or a smile, and now thinking back on that smile, it kind of made my heart melt, but only a little!

"Great Kagome, you think a demon is cute, if your father ever found out…" I shuddered at the thought

I would get the biggest beating of my life if my father ever found out about what had just happened. I could feel it now, and believe me, I wouldn't feel good again for weeks, maybe even months.

"So I just have to make sure he doesn't find out."

Easier said than done. He always seems to find out everything I do, everyone I'm with, everything about me, yet he doesn't know me. He doesn't know that I have a passion for reading and art work, or that my favorite flowers are lilies, just like my mother. That is one thing he knows though, I look exactly like my mother did when she was my age. I have the same hair and eye color as her, as well as her bone structure.

"I miss you so much mama, I wish that you were here, then maybe I could have had a normal childhood."

I didn't even notice that I was crying until the wind began to blow, the cool air made my watery eyes cold and dried my face a bit. The anniversary of my mother's death was in a few weeks, along with my birthday, the day she died, the day my father stopped loving me. That day is no longer a celebration, it is now a day of pain, mostly mine.

"My yearly 'nearly beaten to death day' is coming up, I wonder if he will use glass like last year."

Every year on my birthday my father almost beats me to death, it's the only present I ever get, it's the only one I'm allowed, because I am such a menace to this family, because I got my mother killed. I started crying even more, so instead of doing what I had originally planned, I turned around and ran back into the forest, but this time heading for the lake.

The lake was another place that my mother loved to take me, we did everything together, she was the perfect mother, and at that time I thought I was the perfect daughter. The lake did not have a name, but it also did not need one. It's beauty said more than a name could ever hope to, the water was so clear you could see straight to the bottom. The way the trees surrounded it and the birds sang, you would think that you had died and went to heaven.

"One day I will meet mama there." I said with a sigh as I sat down at the edge of the water

I took my shoes off and dipped my feet in, the water was perfect today, not too cold, but not too hot. I sighed again as I laid back and looked up at the sky, it was still very early

"I should be fine here, at least until father dearest gets home."

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I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.

"Kagome!" a voiced called out.

"KAGOME!!" it called out again, more demanding and very angry

I bolted up when I realized that it was my father and that he was calling my name. I took my feet out of the water and put my shoes back on.

"Oh shit, I fell asleep." I thought as I hurried away from the lake, taking a shortcut back to my house

All the little pieces falling, shatter.
Shards of me, To sharp to put back together.
To small to matter, But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.

I ran as fast I could, and was a bit relieved when I could no longer hear my fathers angry voice. It took me fives minutes to get home, and boy did my legs hurt. I snuck up to my window as quietly as I could and opened it, it took me a second to climb in due to the fact that I had just ran all the way here and I was tired and ached in many places I had no idea that I had.

If I try to touch her,
And I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.

As quietly as I could I took my shoes off and walked over to my bed, the lights were off so that was one less thing for me to do. In the dark I dressed in my night clothes, trying my best to be quiet, and then climbed into bed. I thought I had gotten away with it, at least until tomorrow, but I knew I was wrong when I heard my father come home.

"She's in her room, I heard the window." the step-bitch said in that voice, that evil sadistic little voice

God I hate that voice, and the person that owns it.

"She's going to get it now." my father said and then stomped through the hall

"Oh, shit, no pleasant dreams for me tonight." I thought as I pulled my blanket over my head and waited for my father to enter the room

Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.

It didn't take long for him to barge in my room and yank me out of bed by my hair. He never allowed me to cut it, and this was the reason.

"You stupid little whore, do you honestly think you would have gotten away with it!?" he yelled as he dragged me across the floor

When I didn't answer he threw me against the wall, hard.

"Of course you wouldn't. Telling that old hag where you were going and then never showing up, that is so stupid, even for you. Besides I told you never to go there!" he screamed again and then kicked me

But I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.
I just can't help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love.

I curled into myself, only to be pulled away from the wall by my hair again. He made me sit up on my knees and then back-handed me. I could feel the tears coming, but I held them back for as long as I could, he loved seeing me cry and I hated everything that he loved. After a few more kicks to the stomache, he left, but not before he did the one thing that hurt the most.

"You should have never been brought into this world."

Right there, right then, I cried. My stomache was bruised and hurt, as well as my face and back, but my heart was the worst of them all. It was shattered into little shards that I fear will never be able to be put back together.

So I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no...
Bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
I breathe no more