Summary: This is a true story about real struggles, sacrifices, and love. When Kagome faces the worst, who will help her? Why the Mighty Sesshoumaru of course!

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. I do however own this stories plot.

Title: Sexual Healing

Part Three


Notes: It'll get worse before it gets better. But it will get better.

Warning some more skipping. Naraku/Kagome. Sesshoumaru will return I swear!


Naraku began to visit more often and demand more and more of my body. At first I allowed it, secretly liking the attention and caresses. If you wondering if we went all the way the answer is yes. Once.

I'll spare you the details of my many encounters with Naraku, but the change in our sexual encounter first changed when he tried to French kiss me again. We had finished and he was just wasting time till he had to go home.

I struggled for a good couple of minutes and finally he released me. I once again found myself wiping my mouth.

"I told you not to do that." Naraku just grinned at me.

"Other girls like it." He replied fixing his clothes. I stared at him stunned. What had he just said?

"Other girls?" Naraku nodded from his position straddling my body.

"Yeh, some girls down my street." Oddly enough I didn't feel angry about what he was saying. Well not yet anyways. Instead I was stunned. Stunned that I wasn't the only one.

"Get off me." I hissed squirming under him to push him off. He rolled off me and stood up. I fixed my own feeling like I had been betrayed. Like I had done something wrong. I stormed out of my room into the living room where our parents were chatting.

"Night Mom." I said very sternly pointing out that it was late and I had school the next day. Naraku's mom took the hint and quickly left. I went to bed and stared at the wall into the wee hours in the morning trying to figure out what I had done wrong. Why did I feel so dirty?

I awoke with a rough started and spent an extra 15 minutes in the shower. I felt I could have stayed longer, but my mom was telling me to hurry up. For the first time I didn't hear a word that was said in school. Instead I found myself wondering through the many books in the library searching for a couple I'd heard of. It's no secret that there are scandalous books in our library. I decided to read some and see what exactly it is we had done. I found it and realized rather quickly that what we had done was wrong.

I realized what I had done was had sex with my cousin. My heart fell and my emotions shut down. I returned the book and sat leaning against the cold tile way in an empty school. I hugged my knees to my chest and stared letting my new found discovery sink in. Slowly I realized I was angry. Angry at him, angry at myself, and angry at what we had done.

Eventually I managed to drag myself to my feet and wander outside where my friends were waiting to talk to me. I didn't hear a word that was said, but they let it slide thinking I'd had a bad day at school. I don't remember coming home, eating dinner, or anything. I just remember walking in my room, dropping my books bag, and laying down on my bed crying in a traditional fetal position. My parents never noticed.

My days grew into weeks, my heart grew numb. I pushed it to the back of my mind and struggled to regain the iron grip I held on my schoolwork to stay distracted. Even the site of Inuyasha did not brighten my day.

Naraku stopped by once more about 2 weeks later. I felt my blood turn to ice. He tugged on my hand. "Come on Kagome, let's go play." I jerked my hand from him. "I don't want to play today." My mother gave me a disapproving look. "Go on Kagome." I stared at her. She was making me go with him! I slowly stood and let Naraku drag me by the hand knowing what game her had on his mind.

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He wasted no time, like a cat who had finally caught his mouse he laid me down upon my bed.

"I don't want to play this game anymore." I said as he crawled beside me. "Aw come on Kagome!" He whined kissing my favorite spot on my neck. I sighed and turned my head away. I couldn't win. If I didn't submit he would just fuss about my toys and cause problems. It was easier this way. Besides no one cared.

He jerked my clothes off and caressed my body. I laid limply on the bed staring at the ceiling pretending I was somewhere far away watching a movie. He kissed me, caressed me, and ravished my body thoroughly. I tried hard to pretend I was still gone, but he refused to let me be. He rolled me onto my stomach and entered me from behind.

I was stunned at the sudden pain. I was not turned on; I was not even in a pleasurable mood. I gripped the sheet below me and tried not to cry. I would not cry in front of him. He took what he wanted from me and rolled me back onto my back. I laid there limply drifting back into my faraway place. He kissed my breast tenderly and worked his way down. All the way down. This time I did cry. I let out one lone tear that I quickly wiped away and pushed away from him. I staggered to my feet and wrapped a blanket around myself.

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"What's wrong Kagome? Don't you like it?" That was the problem I did. I liked sex. I bit my lip and slipped into my clothes rushing from the room and quickly planting myself at my mom side. I pretended to be intrigued by their conversation and ignored any attempt by Naraku to signal me he wished to return to my room.

Finally they left and I went to take a shower. Where I cried the whole time there. I never wanted to see Naraku again.

One day, about 2 weeks later, Inuyasha was in the back of the room in reading class during our free time. We used to keep a section of books and pillows back there by my desk for people to go sit and read. One day Inuyasha was back there with a buddy of his and they decided to be cruel. Across the aisle there was a girl named Kikyou. Pretty, athletic, and one of the most popular girls in school. I knew her on a name bases only.

Inuyasha whispered to her. "Hey Kikyou." She turned to look at him. Inuyasha grabbed his crotch and moaned. "Oh Kikyou, yeh like that." With an angry blush she flipped her face to the front of the room scribbling furiously in her notepad. Inuyasha and his friend just laughed at her embarrassment. If my heart could fall any farther it did. My love Inuyasha was a bastard.

I waited till the class had left; fiddling with my backpack I went to talk to the teacher. I told her what he was doing to Kikyou. She said she'd handle it. The next time I went to class Inuyasha glared daggers at me, but I stuck out my chin and scoffed at him. He deserved it for treating her that way, and I didn't even like the girl.

That afternoon Kikyou slipped me a note at my locker. I opened it and read it silently. It said thank you for telling. She said she wished she had my courage to tell when things like that happen to her. Stunned I ripped out a sheet of paper and wrote a reply. I told her she was better that that and she knew it. I told her to get a backbone and stand up against crap like that. I casually walked past her locker and slipped it into her hand, never looking back. We never spoke of the interaction, but subtly the popular girls started to leave me alone and the torture during choir practice eased.

With this small victory I found myself returning to my normal easy routine. About two days later I decided to sit down with my parents and watch television with them. It was a murder mystery and a prostitute had been killed. My dad decided it was time I learned with a prostitute was. My heart froze. I suddenly felt that dirty feeling all over again.

"Dad I have something to tell you." He muted the TV and my mom and dad both stared at me. I found myself afraid to look at them and turned my head away.

"Naraku and I have done something bad. He's touched me down there." I said my head lifting to stare directly at the wall. I couldn't look at them afraid of what I would see. Instead I stared at the wall, but never saw it. No, in my mind I was reliving every second of ever encounter we had ever had. Like a bad movie it played all the way, I unable to look anywhere but at it. I told them everything. Well almost. I couldn't bring myself to say that he had actually entered me. I held to much shame, too much guilt to admit all of what he had done.

When I finished my tale I returned to reality where I noticed I was crying. I don't even remember when I had started. The silence around me was deafening. I looked at my mom she was dead silent, like she just couldn't accept what she heard. I looked with a sinking heart at my dad. Slowly he held out his arms to me and told me to come here. He picked me up into his arms and rocked me saying he was supposed to see Naraku's father tomorrow and he would discuss this with him. I felt my face flame with embarrassment, but I nodded anyways. I worked out of my father's arms and fled to my room where I went to bed crying.

For the first time I felt like my parents didn't love me. I felt like they were only being nice to me because I was their daughter. I felt that if they had loved me they would have leapt to their feet demanding that I never see him again. But instead they said they'd talk about it.

With a heavy heart I fell asleep swearing to do nothing else to ever disappoint them again; least they finally decide to disown me for good.


Chapter Three complete. Yay! I'm so glad you guys don't hate me for doing some Naraku/Kagome. Like I said he's perfect for the role.

Aslan