InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Gain what was Lost ❯ ...And It Felt So Bad ( Chapter 3 )

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A/N: On with the fic! R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Chapter Three
...And It Felt So Bad

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The pair of them walked down the hallway toward a specific dressing room that belonged to a specific person. Once they reached it one of the two opened the door and stepped in making sure to close and lock after they were both inside.

“Kagome we’re here,” said the woman. She had bone straight black hair that fell to the middle of her back and brown eyes that were as dull as fake diamonds. Her pale complexion and ruby red lips made her look beautiful, but she also had to go through a lot of surgery to achieve theat beauty as well. She wore a black designer suit with a red shirt that showed way too much cleavage and red Stilettos.

The man had dark red hair that looked black except for when the light shone it. When that happened, it looked the color of blood. Her had almost black eyes and lightly tanned skin, a well built body and a tall frame. He would have been gorgeous, if it weren’t for his mind and heart.

Kagome came out of the small bathroom to see who was there and nearly had a heart attack when she saw who it was. “Kikyo, Yokuo,” she said in disbelief as she stepped backward. Yokuo smirked and Kikyo sneered.

“The only and only little sister. How have you been?” said Kikyo as she came over and gave Kagome a hug that lasted even less than the time it took her to walk over to her. She pulled away and held her little sister at arm’s length, scrutinizing her physique.

“Well, I see you haven’t been sticking to your diet, what do you way now, 140, 145?” she asked in a sickeningly sweet voice.

Kagome resisted the urge to kill her right there. “No, Kikyo, I weigh 130 lbs even,” she bit out from between clenched teeth. Kikyo’s eyes narrowed, this little prick weighed less than her, Kikyo weighed 141.

“Well good job, keep up the good work,” said Kikyo as she stepped back and resumed her place at Yokuo’s side. At that moment, Yokuo was devouring her body greedily, like he could consume it with only his eyes.

Kagome wanted to disappear. “Is there something you want Yokuo?” she asked impatiently as she put her hand on her hip.

Her question seemed to pull Yokuo out of his trance and redirected his gaze to hers, staring her straight in the eye. “Why? I can’t come to see my own daughter perform at a competition?” he asked as he sneered, white teeth peeking out from his lips.

“You bastard. The only way you would come to see me perform is if I was wearing a bra and a G-string!” she hissed as she clenched her fists at her side, her nails digging into her skin.

Yokuo smiled, ”You must be mistaken Kagome, that was the only time you were worth seeing perform. That doesn’t mean I don’t like seeing you dance, it’s almost as good as before, except with more clothes.”

Kagome closed her eyes, willing the memories to fade away, to leave her alone, but they kept coming no matter how hard she tried.

~*~ “What’s going on?” asked a fifteen year old Kagome as she was lead downstairs by her step father, Yokuo. She was pulled into the living room and pushed down on to the couch. She noticed that they weren’t alone, in the room also was a man with wavy black hair with red eyes. The woman looked similar except her hair was short and her eyes were bigger.

“Naraku, here she is, just as promised now where’s my stuff?” asked Yokuo as he wavered from all the alcohol he had consumed earlier that night. Kagome looked from one man to the other, confused and scared.

“Let me look at her,” said the man named Naraku as he motioned for her to get up. Kagome slowly stood, looking at her father with confused eyes. Naraku pulled her to him, pressing her flush against his chest. He ran his hands over her back, shoulders, hips, behind, like she was a doll. Kagome struggled but he held her still.

“Let me go you hentai! Stop touching me!” she said as she tried to get away but a soft voice made her freeze.

“Don’t move or someone will get hurt,” said a familiar voice from behind her. Kagome turned her head to see Kikyo with a gun pointing toward someone, but she couldn’t see who. She continued to struggle, but stilled instantly when she felt a finger slip into her.

“What the hell?! You bastard let me go! Dad do something make him stop!” pleaded Kagome as she writhed in Naraku’s grasp.
“Oh you’re a tight little bitch aren’t you? A spitfire too, let’s see if you have this same attitude in bed,” he purred as he withdrew his finger, licking it clean. Kagome stared at him in disgust, wondering what the hell was going on.

He released her and pushed her to the side. Kagome stumbled and looked around. What she saw made her blood run cold. The voice had come form Kikyo, who was pointing the gun at her, their, mother’s head. “Kikyo, what are you doing? Why the hell are you pointing the gun at mom?” she asked, anger rising exponentially.

Kikyo just smirked and looked at Yokuo, fire dancing in her cold eyes. Kagome had had enough, someone was gonna give her answers. “What the fuck is going on?! Yokuo what the hell is this man talking about, who is he?!” she yelled, looking at her step father with contempt.

They just seemed to ignore her. “Now I believe you ordered one lay and,” he took something out of his pocket and tossed it to Yokuo,” a fix.” Kagome looked on in horror as Yokuo caught the small plastic bag and tucked it inside his pocket.

“Yura, you know what to do. When you’re done, just call and I’ll send the car for you,” said Naraku as he turned to leave. When he found that Kagome wasn’t following, he turned around to see her rooted to the spot, staring at her father with something way beyond hatred in her eyes.

Kagome couldn’t believe what she was seeing. “You. BASTARD!!!! How can you do this to my family?! After all that you did to me, to my brother, my sister-“

”He didn’t do anything to me,” said Kikyo as she put her hand on her hip, the one that wasn’t occupied by a semi-automatic.

Kagome turned to her, eyes ablaze with fury. “Bitch I wasn’t talking to you. You lied to us, you lied!” she screamed as she lunged for him, intent on killing him herself. Before she reached him, however, he signaled to Kikyo who in turn pulled the trigger.

A strangled cry came from her mother before she fell to the floor, the small hole in the side of her head oozing out a crimson liquid that stained the beige carpet. Kagome froze in mid air, her heart stopping at the sight. She landed on Yokuo who pushed her into the coffee table, breaking her arm. Kagome winced in pain, but crawled to her mother, wanting to see her.

Naraku was livid. “Yokuo you will not harm my property or else the deal is off,” he said in a harsh voice as he walked to Kagome. She was know sprawled across her mother, tears slipping unbidden form beneath her fringe of dark lashes. Then suddenly she threw her head back and laughed. It was a bitter, resentful laugh that made everyone alive in the room flinch.

Once she was done, she turned cold, empty eyes on Yokuo. “So this is it, huh? You’re trading me for a quick lay and a fix? Well I can’ think of a better punishment, can you, not after all you’ve put me through so far?” she asked, twisted amusement shining in her eyes.

He just stared at her. “What the hell are you talking about? I made you what you are today, if it weren’t for me then you would have been living on the streets!” he said, eyes narrowing.


She laughed again. “Oh I think that living with you is much worse than on the streets. The things that have happened in this house, the things you’ve done in this house, I’d prefer the street.”

“I’ve done nothing to you, you worthless bitch!” he yelled, getting angry at how calm she was.

Kagome’s smirk disappeared in an instant and was replaced with a dark scowl. “You don’t remember then? Well I wouldn’t expect anything out of you, all the alcohol you consume, it’s a wonder you’re not in a coma,” she said in a deadly calm voice.

“Kagome shut up! You should be happy that Yokuo came and saved us from a life of poverty!” screamed Kikyo, who was shaking in rage.

Kagome just ignored her as if she wasn’t there. “Well do you remember when you first came here and everything was fine, but then you found out that mom had been married and had two kids, something she didn’t tell you? I remember when you brought your two kids here too, Sango and Kohaku, and we were getting along great, but there was something wrong with them. They refused to talk about their previous life with you, got all nervous whenever me or Souta asked them about it,” said Kagome as she rose to a sitting position.

“They were just shaken about their mother’s death, that’s all.”

“Okay, if that’s what you say. But how will you explain what you put me and Souta through? How will you explain beating us until we couldn’t move or fell unconscious? How can you explain raping my mom? How can you explain raping me?!” said Kagome as she knelt down, clutching her arm in pain.

By that tome everybody in the room was silent, especially Kikyo. She just stared at her sister with hatred and disbelief. “Shut UP! Don’t say those things about daddy, just don’t! They’re not true you slut!” she screamed as she dropped the gun and slapped Kagome across the face.

Kagome just chuckled and looked at her. “I actually envy you, Kikyo, because you were daddy’s favorite. You didn’t have to go through what we did. You didn’t have to be beaten and slapped around until you were just a mass of broken bones and bruised flesh,” said Kagome in a monotone voice.

“You’re just jealous because Daddy treated you like the little whore that you are!” Kikyo was near a panic attack. “Why would he beat you? You’re not even worth the effort.”

Kagome glared at her, she was hopeless. “He beat me so that I couldn’t go anywhere. He beat me so that I had to watch as he raped mom!” she screamed, tears in her eyes back full force. “He would make us watch as he violated her again and again, we would have to listen to her agonized screams as she was torn apart from the inside out,” she choked out.

“The little whore deserved it!” bellowed Yokuo as he slapped Kagome again.

“He did the same to Sango too, all four of us; Sango, me, Kohaku, and Souta; and he would laugh. Oh would he laugh. One night after we had made it to the stairs, Sango finally told me that he had done the same thing to her mother before they moved here. She told me couldn’t take it anymore,” she looked Yokuo dead in his eyes,” she ran away because of you.”

“Good, that was one less bitch to feed!” said Yokuo.

“Before she left she also told me what really happened to her mother she-“

”Died in a car accident, yes we all know!”

“That bull shit and you know it! She fucking committed suicide because of you.”

“No she didn’t-“

”Yes she did! She cut herself, all over her body and before she died of blood loss, she slit her throat,” said Kagome darkly. “Now I’m going to leave and leave you bastards to live in your hell hole of a house, I hope you rot in hell.”

Little did she know that it was only going to get worse.

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That memory still plagued her to this day, replaying in her mind over and over agin in vivid detail. “Go away,” said Kagome in a soft, wavering voice.

“Oh Kagome, but we just got here,”purred Yokuo as he slowly advanced on her, backing her into a corner. Kagome tripped and fell over a can of discarded hair spray. It was all over, she was right, he was gonna do it again and she was just as helpless as before.

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He stormed down the hallway until he reached a door that read ‘Higurashi’ and tried to enter, but found that it was locked. He skillfully picked it with his credit card and walked in, but he wasn’t prepared for what he saw. On the floor, bleeding and half naked, was Kagome, his old partner and friend, and a man. The man just kicked her in the gut, making her gag and vomit up blood. The man looked familiar as well. He cleared his voice and the man whirled around.

Sesshomaru’s suspicions were confirmed, the man was indeed his soon to be father-in-law, Yokuo. “Why Sesshomaru, how nice to see you here,” he chuckled as he shoved Kagome further into the corner with his foot.

Sesshomaru was disgusted. “Leave. Now.” Yokuo made a move to protest, but decided against it, not wanting to get on Sesshomaru’s bad side. His bad side was his father’s bad side and that was somewhere he didn’t want, no, couldn’t afford to be.

Once he was out of the room, Sesshomaru walked over to the girl and looked down at her. She was just as she remembered, except more grown up. She looked up at him and immediately her eyes widened, her mouth open in a silent scream.

She couldn’t believe it. “You...”

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well yet another cliffy*dodges flying objects* please don’t hate me. The reason I do this is because it adds to the suspense, makes you wanna read more. I have to have a way to keep my readers, so, I leave cliffies. I tried to make this chapter as dark as possible, but I think it’s still a little too, light(lol). Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it either way. R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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