A/N: Umm... yeah, lots of drama in the last chapter... hope it's an interesting story to someone... new secrets to discover...er... on with the show!

Warning: Rape scene described

Claimer (Not a typo): The song is mine... that is all.

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Kenta walked out of the dinning-room and out to the gallery, not wanting to spend anymore time here than necessary. He was going to step outside when he found Sarah leaning against the opposite wall with Koji pinning her, soothing and comforting her. He smirked, stepping over.

"How's Bankotsu going to feel when he finds out his girlfriend is cuddling up next to another man? I'm sure he's dying to know that his suspicions of you are true. You're nothing but a whore," he said and chuckled.

Sarah pushed Koji back and jumped to her cousin to slap him. Kenta grabbed her wrist and used her own extended claws to slice her face. Then he moved back only to be tackled by Koji, who's eyes burned red.

"Koji, don't!" she screamed as her brother's ran in, followed by the rest of her family.

He could only growl as he raised his clawed hand to strike. Sarah quickly moved to grab his wrist, and maneuvered herself to look him in the eyes. Koji was still himself enough to see the fear and worry in her eyes. He froze, his beast tugging at him to use his claws.

"Koji, enough," came Sesshomaru's voice. "Let the creature go."

"Koji, please listen to Papa," Sarah begged, remembering too much from the night before. "Stop..."

'Protect what's yours!' came his beast's voice.

'She's frightened. We have to stop. Her face is bleeding, too. We have to stop and take care of her.'

He and his beast continued to fight internally, Sarah struggling to keep his clawed hand up and everyone watched and waited. Sesshomaru looked over at Kikyo and Inuyasha and saw only his brother was concerned for the child's well-being. He sighed and placed an arm around Kagome, bending his head to assure her that everything was alright and Koji wouldn't kill the little pest.

Taro and Raiden watched carefully, unsure if Koji's beast would hurt Sarah or not. Anxiously they waited for someone to make the next move. Kenta was scared to death, shaking and close to tears, too afraid to find his voice to plead.

"Damn it, Sesshomaru! Get him off of my son!" Inuyasha demanded, afraid of what the demon boy could do.

"Calm yourself, brother. He's coming out of it, and he'd never let his beast hurt another being."

Koji was snapping out of the haze and ended up punching the floor beside Kenta's head with his unrestrained arm.

"Don't even think about insulting her anymore. Next time, I'll make sure there are no witnesses to see what I do to you," he warned, standing up as Sarah let go.

"Are you alright, Kenta?" she asked softly, staring at the ground to keep herself from shaking. Without an answer, Kenta scrambled up and out the door. Sarah calmly stood up as her family chuckled at him.

"Does your face hurt?" Koji asked, reaching to cup her chin. She flinched away, as if expecting a slap.

"I'm fine. You guys finish breakfast. I-I'm going to clean this off." She took a wide turn around Koji and hurried upstairs.

"Leave her, Koji," Kagome warned as he started to follow. "Let her be for now. She needs some time to figure things out. She's never seen you lose control like that, and most likely when Bankotsu... took her, his beast took over for some fun," Kagome held her stomach, disgusted with the prospect.

Koji frowned, looked up at the stairs, and walked over to his aunt. Inuyasha watched Kikyo step out of the house to wait in the car. He slowly turned and looked over at Kagome.

"Are you alright, Kagome? I have to figure that helping Sarah deal with rape is going to be hard on you," he was truly sympathetic so Sesshomaru didn't mind when Kagome nodded and gave him a hug.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Inuyasha. If you don't hurry, Kikyo's going to get pissed," Kagome said, smiling. He rolled his eyes when the car horn beeped on cue.

"Take care, Kagome, boys, Sesshomaru," he nodded to each and then scowled at Koji. "My son deserves to be punished, but don't you dare think about taking your claws to him, wolf-boy, or I'll have you taken to the pound," he threatened and left.

"Wolf-boy?" Koji blinked as Kagome laughed and Sesshomaru smirked.

"Your father is a mangy wolf. I'm surprised it wasn't wolf-lad," Kagome said, holding her sides as she laughed. "It's good to see the tradition's back," she giggled and started back for the dinning room. With a sigh Koji followed, only to have Taro and Raiden each wrap an arm around their shoulders.

"So," Taro started.

"How'd it feel to tackle the little pest?" Koji smirked and shook his head.

Sarah stood in front of her mirror, using her own first aid kit to clean and disinfect the cut. She didn't even understand why she'd let him manipulate her wrist like that. She could have braced and stopped him but she didn't. Did she want to get hurt? Was there something inside of her that wanted her to feel the pain? She'd always been a bit of a masochist but that was weird even for her.

With a sigh, then a hiss, she brought the cotton ball of peroxide to her cheek and dabbed continuously. When she was finished, the wound was already starting to close so she just rubbed some anti-septic on it and did a quick band-aid job before throwing away the dirty tools and putting the kit away. She dragged herself to her bed and curled up with the frog that had been replaced to her room by a servant.

Her face buried into the toy, she tried to block out the oncoming images.

Bankotsu had her arms pinned behind her back and her head pushed onto the floor. She screamed but his demonic side was too far gone to even consider her pleas.

"Bankotsu, stop!"

He just growled and teared at her clothes with a single swipe of his claws. She whimpered when he scratched along her hip and refused to let him break her. With another growl, he tore open his own pants and thrust himself into her. She cried out and bit her tongue as he continued force himself upon her, laughing and chuckling all the while.

"Tight whore... dirty whore..."

"Bankotsu, stop!" she repeated over and over, her resolve slowly breaking. he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, basking in his victory of dominance.

"No... Bankotsu, please. I'm begging you," she tried, sobbing.

"All the same. Can't take a real man. Fucking whore!"

"Let me go! Please! Bankotsu, no!" she cried out again as he moved himself out of her only to place himself at her ass and thrust in.

"Ahh!" she screamed and sat up, unsure of when she'd fallen asleep.

As she gasped for air, she pressed a hand to her stomach and kept herself from heaving on her bed. She couldn't stop the shaking or the dizziness that flooded her head.

She stopped screaming because there wasn't enough air to continue.

She didn't hear the door open or feel herself being pulled into a pair of strong arms. She just couldn't breathe. Her breaths were short and the shaking worsened as she started to panic.

"Sarah, calm down. Look at me," her father instructed, tilting her chin up and seeing the panic in her eyes. "Sarah, you're home, with Momma and me. You're okay, baby."

The shock started to fade from her eyes but the panic was still there.

"Can't... breathe..." she gasped, holding onto him desperately.

Sesshomaru called to his sons and made them find a paper bag in the kitchen. He laid her back on the bed and made her look him in the eyes to stay in the present. Taro was soon back in the room with a bag and let his father calm her down.

"Breathe into the bag, slowly, Sarah," he held the bag to her mouth and coaxed her into taking slow breaths. Soon enough she was breathing normally and he took the paper bag away.

"I'm sorry, Papa. I fell asleep and... it just, invaded my mind," she said, sitting up and tucking her hair behind her ear. Sesshomaru shook his head and peeled off the bandage to inspect the cut. He knew it would heal soon enough, but it would most likely scar.

"Want me to take care of that?" he asked, his thumb gently stroking her chin.

"It's okay, Papa. I don't mind. There's always cover up," she said, still avoiding eye contact.

He shook his head again and used his tongue across her cheek. She wrinkled her nose and shut her eyes as he repeatedly lapped at the wound. When he moved his head back, the scratch was healed and Sarah was disgusted.

"That's so gross, Papa," she said and shuddered dramatically.

"You think it's gross for you? I just ate peroxide and anti-septic ointment," he said and saw her hide a grin. "Your mom and I are heading into the studio with your brothers. Did you want to come and help them with the party?"

"You think we need her help?" Raiden teased. "All she does is keep it organized."

"Who needs organization? Let's just throw out some chips and punch, hang a sign that says welcome and be done with it," Taro agreed.

"You guys would, too," Sarah rolled her eyes and stood up. "Let me fix my hair and I'll be down."

Sesshomaru nodded and lead his sons downstairs. He quickly went back up to his own bathroom to rid himself of the taste of first aid supplies.

Sarah loved the production studio. She remembered how she used to come here everyday after-school and watch her mom in the studio. Kagome had almost always waited for Sarah to get there to sing, seeing how much pleasure her daughter got from it. Sarah walked up to the doors ahead of her family and entered. She looked around and started toward the elevator when she was stopped by a security guard.

"Hey, there, kid. Where'd you think you were heading?"

"Upstairs to my father's office to help plan something."

"Who's your father, kid? Mr. Taisho?"

"As a matter of fact, he is," she said, getting annoyed. "Is there a problem?"

"Look, kid, I don't know who you are-"

"Taisho, Sarah, daughter of Taisho, Sesshomaru, the owner of this building and your boss, that's who. Step aside, sir."

The guard sighed and grabbed her arm, ready to escort her out. She stood firm and was about to push his arm off when a booming voice asked him-

"What are you doing to my daughter?"

"Your daughter? I had no idea, sir-"

"It's alright, Papa. At least he won't let just anyone up," she rolled her eyes and scowled at him as he let her go, rubbing her sore arm.

"It's alright, Sesshomaru. She hasn't been here in a while and the guards are rather new," Kagome said, ushering him into the elevator.

Sarah frowned and followed her family into the elevator. She couldn't help but smile inside. She loved elevator rides. She realized it was childish but it was her pleasure. Taro and Raiden stuck their tongue out at her and she shook her head before staring at the numbers as they rose to the top floor, the executive floor, floor forty-eight.

Following her brothers, she was lead to Taro's office as her parents went off into his office, locking the door behind them. Sarah didn't care to think about what went on behind closed doors. As Taro and Raiden started arguing about party plans, Sarah sat down and stared out the window, making sure not to look straight down. Heights didn't scare her, but glass windows on the forty-eighth floor did.

She couldn't seem to focus, still horribly embarrassed about before when she'd awoken, screaming. She knew she wasn't going to sleep well for a while, although that was nothing new to her. She'd never slept particularly well and the las test... developments in her life definitely wouldn't help.

As her brothers continued to argue, she grabbed a piece of paper, jotted down some random ideas and suggestions and then flipped the paper over to make a sketch. Sarah knew eventually they'd realize they weren't getting anywhere and would really get to work. They were always like that.

She made a quick sketch of her idea, hoping the supplies would be as inexpensive as she thought they were, and drew up what she thought the room, wherever it would be, could be dressed like. There was a banner as they'd joked about, but it welcomed the employees of Taisho productions. There would be a table beneath it on the far side of the room, away from the door, so the employees had to meet and greet each other before getting to the food. Of course, a caterer would have people running drinks around the room for those engaged in conversation, she thought, sketching a stuffy looking waiter holding a tray of champagne flutes.

Sarah was too caught up in her drawing to notice her brothers had stopped arguing to move and look over her shoulder. They had always envied her artistic abilities, especially now since she'd drawn a lot of what they'd been arguing about and put it on paper in an organized, and fun, style. They also recognized the waiter looked similar to Jakan and couldn't help but laugh and slap a hand on her shoulder. She jumped and took a slow and deep breath.

"Jerks. Don't sneak up on me! I hate that!" she scowled at the drawing and would have crumpled it if not for Taro grabbing it. He held it up when she reached to tear it from his hands.

"I think Papa should take a look at this," he told her.

"And she also made a supply list and recommendations for companies... wow, Sis, you go girl!" Raiden said and leaned down to kiss her cheek. She blushed and wiggled uncomfortably in her seat.

"Let's show Papa and then we can take some of his suggestions and work from there. I think we could have this party planned by the end of the day," Taro said. "Nice work, babe." With a wink, he and Raiden stepped out of the office to talk to their father.

Kagome bit on her lip as she rode her husband on his office chair, trying not to be loud for fear of the other coworkers hearing her. Sesshomaru didn't particularly care as his cock was buried deep inside of his mate. She continued to ride him slowly, drawing out the pleasure as much as possible.

"Damn, Kagome. You're such a hot bitch today," he said, grasping her hips to help them both to release. Both were still fully dressed and grabbing at each other's clothes. That made the experience hotter, not to mention how hot Kagome looked in a skirt. It made Sesshomaru glad that his daughter never wore them. She looked very attractive without a skirt. He didn't want to imagine how many boys would fawn over her if they knew what she looked like in a skirt.

"I'm getting close, Sessho-kun."

He quickened his upward thrusts as well as pulled her down harder, drawing together their releases. He loved how her muscles all tensed and glued to his when she finally reached her peak. She gasped but was able to keep quiet so their colleagues would suspect anything. Sesshomaru growled and pushed her shirt off of her shoulder to sink his fangs into his mark, once more drawing out the pleasure for the pair.

Kagome sighed and rested her head against Sesshomaru's shoulder. her heart rate soon returned to normal and she was able to remove herself from his lap, quickly stepping into the bathroom to clean up. Sesshomaru used the scarf he had in his pocket and cleaned himself off before tucking his length away in time to hear a knock.

"Enter," he said and watched his sons smirk as they heard the water running in his bathroom.

"Having fun, father?" Raiden asked, grinning.

"Do you really want to know?" he grinned back before folding his hands together on his desk and leaning forward.

"Not particularly. Check it out," Taro said, handing the piece of paper to Sesshomaru. "Sarah drew it while Raiden and I were debating certain ideas and expressing some of our concerns with each other."

"You mean arguing," Kagome commented, stepping out of the bathroom and sitting herself on the edge of the desk.

"That's a nasty way of putting it," Raiden leaned over to kiss his mother's cheek. "But whatever works."

"I like the simplicity of it," Sesshomaru said. "It says 'casual' without saying 'whatever' to the people. I like it. Now where is it going to be?"

"We figured we'd get the theme of the party before we figured out where it would be and go from there," Taro explained.

"Very well. Don't go for extravagant but don't go for cheap. Make that party match the place," he said before standing up and handing the paper back. "Where's your sister?"

"She's in Taro's office," Raiden said offhandedly, his mind already making a list of what to do's.

"I want to take a sweep of the building and see how things are going. Your mother needs to get down to the studios anyways. Go back to work and tell me later what you've got figured out," he said and escorted his wife out of the office.

"Who is that?" a young writer asked as Sarah flipped through some new works and sang a few lines of each. "She doesn't even need a starting note or to hear the tempo and she's hitting everything perfectly!"

"I don't think that's a singer. She's too young," another writer said from the doorway.

"Hey, kid!" Sarah jumped and closed the song binder.

"Sorry," she said, placing it back on the music stand.

"No, wait. Open up to the last page and start singing. I think you could help us if you sang what was there," the younger writer said, pulling out a memo pad.

"But, I can't sing. My voice is terrible," Sarah waved her hands and hoped they'd let her off the hook. She hadn't meant to be found singing.

"Like hell! We just heard you! Please, honey? It would mean a lot to the company," he tried again.

Sarah sighed and opened up the binder to the last page as told and started to sing. She still felt her voice was horrible but the two writers were stunned as the music seemed to flow right into their souls.

There's hatred all around you,

Everywhere you go

People glare behind your back

For reasons you don't know

All your life you've been through this

and yet it still feels new

The pain of never having someone

To help you get on through

Life, The track you can't escape,

The train that's gonna hit

Life, the road you seem to follow

That makes you lose your grip

As she sang, careful of the notes written on the paper, she didn't notice that there was more than just the two writers at the door. Kagome stood proudly in front of Sesshomaru, listening to her daughter's beautiful voice. Sesshomaru hadn't known she could sing, and felt terrible because of it. She hid her talents from them because she didn't believe that singing would make them proud. She'd already stressed that by going to college behind their backs, though he still didn't quite understand how.

There's one chance, you'll find your way

and hope the future's bright

You want to near the tunnels end,

Searching for the light

You see the stains from previous use,

for reasons you know why

As it breaks through layers of skin

On the floor, there you lie

Life, The track you can't escape

The train that's gonna hit

Life, the road you seem to follow

That makes you lose your grip

"And that's all that's on here," Sarah said and looked up. And froze. "Momma, Papa..."

"Your voice is beautiful, baby!" Kagome said, stepping close and cupping her face in her hands. "How could you hide such a thing?"

"Because I didn't want you to know," she said and set the binder down.

"Sarah, I'm tired of hearing you say you need to prove yourself. You have no reason to believe you've ever let us down and I'm sick of you putting yourself down and expecting us to follow!" Sesshomaru told her, deadly calm. "I'd like to know what we did to push you away like that, Sarah. What happened that was so bad that you can't be honest with us anymore? We can't fix this until we know what the problem is. I'm not going to play this game anymore. Tell us, right now!"

Sarah crossed her arms and stared down at the floor. The writers took their cue and left, shutting the door behind them.

"Nothing. I'm sorry I hid it from you but I didn't want you to know."

"Why, Sarah? That's all we need to know. Why hide it?" he asked, stepping forward and grabbing her face to make her look up at him. "Why do you feel you have something to prove to us?"

"Because all I've ever been is a burden, and all I wanted was a chance to prove I could be something!" she yelled, pulling back and looking away. "I'm always sick or hurt and need someone to help and I'm tired of it! I want to do things for myself, Papa! I want to be healthy and to be able to take care of myself and stop being such a burden, and of course you'll say it's not a burden because I'm your daughter but that doesn't change how I feel. I became a doctor, not only to help others, but to help myself. Why do I have to always be in need of protection or care or support, Papa? I can give you a simple answer and you won't like it, nor will you agree with it, but it's the truth," she said, crying tears of rage. "I'm a half-breed, and worse than that, a miko-half-breed, and nothing more. I'm a disgrace to all beings and shouldn't have been allowed to live!"

"I don't approve of that sort of talk, and you know it! You're alive because there are people who love you and care about you. You're not a burden."

"And I told you you wouldn't accept the truth! I wish you'd listen to me, Papa! My body wouldn't fight itself if I weren't a half-breed-mik-" her head jerked to the side when he slapped her. Kagome gasped, Sesshomaru froze, appalled at himself, and Sarah cupped her cheek. "You... you hit me."

"Sarah-" she shook her head and took a step back from him. "I'm sorry. I don't know what-" he couldn't grab her when ran, still shocked at himself. "What've I done?" he asked himself aloud.

"You just slapped our baby," Kagome said, stunned.

"There's no excuse... I'm a horrible father, Kagome. She'll never forgive me for that. I don't know what happened," he wanted to claw himself in the face.

"She'll forgive you, Sessho-kun," Kagome soothed, stroking her husband's arm.

"She has no reason to!"

"She has no reason not to," she countered and hugged him tightly.

Sarah ran out of the elevator and then out of the building, unsure of where she was going but sure it had to be away from her father. She ran blindly down the streets and ended up in a major food district. She wiped the tears from her eyes and looked around before heading inside one of the restaurants to find a phone, her cell-phone somewhere in her room at home.

She waited at the counter to see if there was a phone behind the counter she could use and didn't notice a familiar presence until a hand was laid gently upon hers as it sat on the counter.

"Hello, Sarah. It's good to see you up and about," a cool and calm voice said. She turned and was face to face with her history teacher, Fujii-sensei.

Koji was in the weight room, trying to work out his frustrations of losing control of himself, when Koga came in. Koga knew his son was kicking himself for scaring Sarah, and he knew that he was going to wear himself out if he kept up as he had been since he'd gotten back.

"What's going on, son?"

"I've never been so angry, Dad. And I've never lost control of my beast like that. What the hell is wrong with me? As soon as I tell her I've got feelings for her, everything blows up in my face," he said, setting down the weights and sitting up to face his father. "She flinched back, afraid that I would hit her. She honestly thought I'd hurt her."

Koga was always glad his son was upfront with him. "She's been through a lot, Koji. She knows it in her heart, but her head's still processing things. Let things calm down a bit in her world before you make too many advances," Koga said, slapping his son on the back. "Now, go take a shower and freshen up. I don't want you doing anymore weights for a day or two. You're going to hurt yourself."

Ayame walked in with the phone in her hand and a worried expression on her face.

"Koji, has Sarah called you in the last half hour?"

"No, why? What's wrong?"

"Apparently she got into a fight with her father and ran out of the studio. They havn't been able to find her and she hasn't called anyone. They're starting to get worried, what with Naraku making noises and all. Let me know if she does call, okay?" he nodded and she left, putting the phone back to her ear to try to calm Kagome down.

"What if she's too afraid to call?" he asked his father.

"She's fine. She'll call soon, Koji. Waiting's the worst. Go take a shower and we'll take it from there, okay?"

With a sigh, he stood up and headed for the shower.

Sarah wasn't sure how to react, she she went for broke and tried to act as if she wasn't now facing her biological father.

"Hello, sensei. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you."

"So, what seems to be the problem?" he asked, patting the stool beside him and offering an ear.

"Nothing's wrong. I just need a phone to call Koji to come get me," she said, hoping he'd leave it alone. Fat chance.

"You seemed a little... distraught. If you can't tell a teacher your problem, who can you tell?" he asked smoothly. Anyone, she thought, but shook her head politely.

"Can I help you two?" a waitress asked, chewing loudly on a stick of gum.

"Is there a phone I can use? I'm kind of in a hurry to get home," she asked and frowned as the waitress shook her head.

"Sorry, kid. Phone for staff use only. What about you, sir?" she looked at Naraku and suppressed a shudder.

"Nothing for me, either, sorry." He stood up and followed Sarah as she strolled outside. "Would you like a ride home?"

"No, thank you, sensei. I can just go somewhere and-" she bit back a yelp when he placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her from walking away.

"I'm getting the feeling that you don't like me very much. Is it because you're afraid of me or are you afraid to say hi to your father?" he asked, his grip tightening. She gasped and put a hand on his wrist to push him away. His hand was firm. "We have things to discuss, Sarah. Why don't you take a ride with me?"

"No. Let go or I'll scream, and I know just how loud I can scream. My father would be able to hear it, sensei, so you should do as I said and let go."

Naraku merely smirked until his wrist started to burn. He jerked his hand back as the pain intensified and realized she'd been trying to purify him! The little bitch! With something like a growl, reached for her again and she bolted off, heading back toward the studio building.

She was running as fast as her human side would let her go, knowing there were still those who didn't know demons still existed. She looked back and saw Naraku was still on her tail and very pissed. She continuously tried to out maneuver him but he wasn't willing to be fooled.

She didn't know how long they'd been running but she was out of breath and terrified by the time she reached the studio, dashing for the elevator once inside and hoping the guard would be able to stop Naraku. He continuously pressed the 'close doors' button, in hopes that if he did make it past the guard, she could be long gone. She thought she was home-free until a hand clamped onto the elevator door and he stepped inside, pressing the same button to give them privacy.

"Little bitch. Conniving, cunning, fast. You get that from me," he said, stepping closer and pinning her in a corner. Her dreams kept flashing through her as she sunk onto the floor and flung her arms over her head. "The cowardice you get from your mother. How is she, anyways? I hear she's having another baby. How wonderful! She's trying to replace the mistake she gave birth to near sixteen years ago."

"You lie! I'm not a mistake, and if I'm a coward, I get that from you! Only a coward of a man would have to rape a woman to get himself off!" she yelled and screamed as he grabbed her arms and made her stand, bruising her fore-arms, not that the long sleeves didn't hide them anyways.

"You definitely know how to take a shot at people, but let me tell you this," he said, smirking. "Your mother came to me for comfort when she got into an argument with Sesshomaru, I comforted her, it lead to sex, not rape, and the creation of you. Your mother claimed rape in the tabloids to ruin my good name, the bitch! And you're just like her!" he said and saw the doubt sprout in her mind. He didn't notice it burned away with her anger.

"I remember when you kidnapped me, you bastard. I know how you are. My mother was raped by a coward-" Naraku had her up against the elevator wall by her throat, her feet dangling above the floor.

"You listen good, whelp-" the doors opened and he growled before throwing her out of the elevator and hurrying to the stairs.

Sarah lay on the floor, gasping and coughing as she tried to get her head to stop spinning. Soon, she gave up and closed her eyes, not feeling the hard floor as her head crashed down.

"Sarah, baby, wake up," Kagome spoke softly, holding her daughter's hand as she was stretched out on the mini-couch in Sesshomaru's office.

Her eyes continued to just twitch for a few minutes before they slowly opened and she saw her mother hovering over her. Sarah sat up and embraced her mother quickly before checking for injury.

"He didn't hurt you, did he? You're okay? What about the guard?" she started before Kagome eased her back down on the sofa.

"Sarah, baby, what are you talking about?" she asked, stroking her daughter's hair.

"Naraku. He was at the restaurant, and then he wanted to give me a ride and talk and I said no but he grabbed my shoulder so I started to slowly purify his arm and then I ran and he chased after me and I was here and then in the elevator he started saying things-" she gasped a few breathes before closing her eyes and willing herself to breath for her mother. "He started saying how I was like him in a lot of ways and that I got my cowardice from you but I told him only a coward has to rape a woman and he had me by the throat against the wall until the doors opened and he threw me out onto the floor."

"Naraku was in the building?" she asked, stunned. She hadn't felt him enter. It'd been so long since she'd stopped feeling for him.

Sesshomaru, who'd been pacing as he waited for his daughter to wake, glared, snarled and thought of all the things he'd like to do to the security guards. He was reluctant to walk over and make his presence known to his daughter. He knew she would still be upset and confused, but he had to try to make things right.

"Sarah," she stiffened, and turned her head to look at her father. "I won't let him hurt you or your mother. I hate seeing you hurt," he reached down to pet her hair and she flinched, shaking lightly. "I'm sorry, Sarah. I have no excuse for slapping you. I swear I'll never lay a hand on you to harm again."

"It's okay, Papa," Her voice shook as she sat up. "I understand, and I don't need excuses, ever. I'd rather have answers," she said and held her throat. "I guess I won't be singing for a day or two." She still flinched when he reached for her hand to pull her to her feet.

Kagome saw how it sliced at him and was sort of relieved to see her flinch at her touch. It meant it wasn't all Sesshomaru she was backing from.

"He said I was a coward," Sarah said, letting her parents fuss over her momentarily. "And then he insulted you, Momma. I didn't care for either." As she spoke, she shoved up her sleeves and didn't notice the purple bruises upon her arms. Unfortunately Kagome and Sesshomaru did. He was livid.

"That bastard!" he growled, his eyes tinting red. Sarah stared up at her father, in complete shock. Her father got annoyed, sure, and even aggravated, but she'd never seen his temper pushed so far... and it was for her.

"Papa, please, don't do anything rash. Call the cops-" she paled, sickened. "I still have to talk to them, don't I?"

He watched her dash into the bathroom, a hand to her stomach, and winced as they listened to her painful heaves. Kagome sighed and used Sesshomaru's office phone to request an officer to come and talk to her daughter. It seemed everything lately had to do something with her daughter. And it hurt Kagome and Sesshomaru to see their baby hurting, but they also knew there was nothing that could be done other than be there for her. That hurt the most.

Sarah willingly talked to the cops, about both issues, and only had to dash to the bathroom twice. Kagome explained about her sensitive stomach before so the officer understood. Unfortunately, Kagome hadn't thought to request a female officer, and though the man had offered to call one in, Sarah had to explain everything that had happened to her, twice, to verify her story.

The cop was sympathetic toward her and was friends with the officer that had tried to put Bankotsu in jail, although he didn't tell them that. He knew the kid was trouble and made a promise to himself that he'd take the kid down. He had a little girl of his own to make sure he kept it.

As soon as the officer left, Sarah curled up against the arm of the couch and bawled her eyes out. She didn't want to have to explain it the first time, let alone having to repeat it to both the officer and her parents so she asked her parents to stay in the room so they could hear the gruesome things that boy had done to her.

Kagome cried silently for her daughter as she knelt beside the couch and stroked her hair. Sesshomaru was beyond any word you could think of to describe anger, and he was deeply wounded for the pain his baby was going through. He couldn't imagine how much it'd hurt to have your heart torn and your body violated at the same time. She may not have loved him, but she'd had some strong feelings, and it had to have stung to find out the real person that son of a bitch was.

"I don't-" Sarah swallowed hard to be able to speak somewhat clearly. "I don't w-wanna go to s-school tomorrow," she choked out. "H-He's gonna send m-me lo-oks and t-tell his friends I-I'm just a wh-whore!" she managed before her mother's arms came around her. "I am a coward," she whined.

"You're no such thing. You're going to go to school, ignore Bankotsu and his friends, and hang out with Koji as you've always done, Sarah. He can't do anything to you in school, and both you and Koji will make sure of that," she told her baby girl. Sarah shook her head.

"I can't... Momma, please don't make me, please," she begged, hold her mother tightly. Sesshomaru clenched his teeth and fists before forcing his muscles to relax. Then, with a deep breath, he stepped over to his daughter and sat on the couch beside her.

"Didn't you say this morning that you weren't going to let him win?"

"But Papa, it's going to be me versus the school! I can't fight the crowd," she sniffled and sat up. "I'm not strong enough."

"You have Koji on your side as well, and probably Kenta seeing as Koji scared him to death," he'd hoped to get a laugh from her, but she at least flashed a smile.

"I don't want him to get hurt because of me, Papa. That's-"

"He's your friend, Sarah. In fact, he wants to be more than just your friend, but that's beside the point. Friends help when they can, and Koji definitely has influence in the school. Even if he was just human, with the way he works out, he could take a pro-wrestler."

Sarah frowned and chewed on her bottom lip. She was oddly surprised when her father gasped he hand in his own, fascinated by the difference in size and the warmth. Looking up at him she was able to see just how flustered and helpless he felt and decided she'd give it a shot.

"If by lunch I can't handle it anymore, can I call you to come home?" she asked, using her free hand to wipe her eyes.

"Of course, but I think you'll be fine, even without Koji. I'm proud of you for standing up, Sarah. I love you," he said and leaned forward to nuzzle her neck. She didn't flinch, but she was rigid. he was happy when she nuzzled him back.

"I love you too. Both of you."

When Sarah stepped into the school the next day, her father behind her to talk to the administrator, she went first to her locker. As soon as the lock was removed, the locker fell open and dozens of papers fell out, none of which were hers. She frowned and picked one up, onto to freeze in place. Sesshomaru, still behind her to protect her, looked down at the papers and glared.

Bother were staring at Sarah's body pinned below Bankotsu's, her eyes closed tight and her face contorted in a way that could have been misconstrued as pleasure instead of the pain it was. Sarah started gathering up the papers and hurried to dispose of them in the nearest garbage. As soon as she dropped them in, Bankotsu strolled into the building and smiled at her. She froze and started to shake violently.

"I can't, Papa... I wanna go home."

"No. You will not be undone because of his foolish attempt to scare you away. I'm going to talk to the office, Sarah. Remember, he can't do anything to you, especially in public," he stepped off, hoping he was doing the right thing by letting her deal with the bastard.

Bankotsu saw her watching her father walk off and smirked.

"Hey, Baby. Did you enjoy our night together?" She shook her head and let him back her against the lockers. "Too bad, because I'm looking foreword to a repeat performance," he leaned foreword and kissed her, only to be jerked back and thrown into the opposite wall.

"Hands off," Koji threatened, bearing his teeth and pinning him in place.

"Stop... don't fight, please," Sarah asked, grabbing onto her friend's arm.

Bankotsu laughed and pushed Koji a step back.

"Yeah, don't fight, Koji. You wouldn't want to break a nail," he commented before walking off. As he was about to turn a corner, he stopped and looked back at Sarah. "You might want to look out for your friend, Babe. You do realize that accidents happen when people can't keep quiet, right?" He didn't see the red of anger tint her eyes.

"You won't touch him," she said, holding his arm tightly.

"I only said accidents happen. What harm could I do? By the way, Sarah, when we banged on Saturday, you left your dignity behind," he threw his head back and laughed. Koji would have charged but he felt Sarah's hand warming, a quick and silent warning to stop. "Watch your back, Koji. And I hear your mother's pregnant. Congratulations! I hope nothing goes wrong."

Sarah snapped and charged, her fangs growing as well as her claws as her own inner beast took over. Bankotsu screamed as he was tackled but quickly recovered and attempted to throw her off but the held a glowing claw above his face. Koji stepped forward and looked around her side to see her eyes, both blood red. She growled, and glared down at her prey. Koji gasped and Bankotsu yelled as her hand came down in a fatal swoop.

A/N: And there you have it... wow she's pissed. :grimaces:... REVIEW! Because I demand it! Please?