A/N: Double upload! I felt too inspired to not keep writing so you get a double update today!
Sucker Number 93
I've been duped, I've been spiked, I'm not treated like I'm liked. Though you speak such flowery words to me...
I'm Sucker number 93
"Aren't you a pretty, pretty puppy…"
Inuyasha lifted his arms and stretched back, his hands twisting and coming back down to his chest.
"If you need money, I know how you can make some…Much better than dancing here…"
He leaned forward, flipping his head back, his hair an arch of white as he reached out and turned.
"Come here…You really are beautiful…Hmm…I wonder how you taste…"
Stepping to the side, reaching out to the side as he kept his head down, the hanyou slowed his movements down even more.
"Yes…yes…spread for me…hnn…You really are a virgin…So tight…so delectable…I'm sure you taste as good as your mother…"
Concentration snapping, he spun and swung his arm out, his fist connecting with his living room wall. The drywall cracked and caved, his fist powering through to the insulation. The hanyou snarled and ripped his hand back, arm muscles rippling as his hair began to lift. He was angry, he was depressed, he wanted out of his god damned life and he wanted to kill the man who did this to him!
The whites of his eyes began to bleed, red taking over, spreading over his iris and pupil as purple marks ripped at his cheeks. He growled, his body heaving as he stared at the wall. His fist connected with it again and again, his snarls and roars echoing through the house as his irises returned blue and angry. The hole in the wall grew larger and larger before a weak voice broke through his pain and anger.
"I…Inuyasha!"
The hanyou spun around, lips curled back as he saw his mother hanging onto the wall. His eyes broke white and he ran over to her, grabbing her arms to lean her on his chest.
"What are you doing out of bed!" He shouted, holding her tightly against him as he bent down, wrapping his arm under her knees.
"I…" Izayoi burst into a fit of coughs and wiped her mouth. "I heard something…and I was so worried…You came home so early…slamming doors and then the music started…I knew something was wrong…"
"You shouldn't be out of bed, mom. You're going to send yourself into an early grave." Inuyasha whispered, lifting her up bridal style, carrying her back to her room.
"Son, you know I'm already heading there."
"Shut up."
"You can't keep living in denial…"
"I'm not."
"You're in pain."
"I'm fine."
"Darling…your hand is bleeding and you were dancing. You don't dance to that song unless you're upset." Izayoi whispered, letting her son gently place her back into bed.
He stalled, hair covering his face and pooling over his mother's lap. With a weak hand, she moved the curtain of hair away just to catch a tear slip down his cheek.
"It's this man you're seeing…isn't it." She murmured, brushing his hair back and rubbing his ears.
"Mom…"
"I'm here."
That was it. Like a tree being hit by lightning and crashing to the forest floor, Inuyasha's knees buckled and he dropped himself into her lap. His sobs and cries wracked through the walls, his mother's soothing words incapable of reaching his ears. Sesshomaru was Taisho's son. He had to be. The way he treated him, the way he paid him, how he abused, and treated him so unfairly for a moment at the restaurant. The way he kept wanting him to come back, and those sweet, sweet kisses…
Touga Taisho had ruined his life.
It started when he was 15.
"What do you mean we're short staffed!" Sango shrieked, shuffling Kohaku over to sit next to Inuyasha.
The hanyou was waiting for closing or for more guests to leave, which ever happened first. With his ears hidden under a bandana, he was ready to clear the tables and wash down everything. He was a bus boy after all.
"Yura never came in! And I've been phoning her all day. She hasn't answered." One of the other dancers said, getting up from her vanity.
"God damnit…" The manager cursed, looking around. "It's cage night and I need to fill those damn cages!"
Eyes looked around before all the dancers looked at the hanyou.
"What about him?"
"Yeah! He's got long hair and is lean, we can stuff his chest a little, slap on some heels and bam! You got yourself a dancer!"
"Guys, I can't do that. He's just a kid!" Sango countered. "It's like putting my brother up there, I can't do that."
"But he'd be perfect! Look at that face! So round and plump! He could pass for a girl!"
"Or a femme boy! Oh oh! Put him out there! Watch the cash flow in, Sango! It's brilliant!"
The manager sighed and walked over to the rack, pulling down a corset, booty shorts, garters and a pair of heeled boots. She dropped them in his lap and put her hands on her hips.
"Suit up, kid. You're going to be my replacement dancer." She said and turned away, "Get moving, ladies!"
Inuyasha looked down at the clothes and gulped. Oh god, all he wanted was some honest money cleaning tables. He could hardly dance! High school had thrown him into the course and he was already failing, so how on earth was he supposed to do this? He slipped into the bathroom and growled, trying on the corset and fumbling with the clasps and clips.
"Ugh…this is stupid…" He muttered.
"Here…I'll help."
Inuyasha yelped and looked back to see one of the dancers standing there. Dressed in red, she was really the most stunning woman they had on staff. She even worked as an escort and he even heard she could mix drinks too. Walking over effortlessly, she helped him into his boots and buttoned him up, giving him a small smile.
"I'm sorry you have to do this…" She said, patting his thigh.
"I-it's alright. I have to make money for my mom so it's like…whatever…" He blushed and stood up, wobbling on the heels.
The woman laughed and steadied him. "Careful there, pup. You'll get used to this by the way…The walking in heels, the whole being in the dirty spotlight. I know you think this is disgusting work, but you'd be amazed at how much you can make with your body. I'll be in the cage by yours. Just follow my lead alright?"
"Uh..yeah…sure.." He whispered and followed her out into the club.
The cages were set up around the room, the dancers already climbing into their confinements. The woman took the centre cage and motioned for Inuyasha to go into the one on her right. Nervously stepping in, the cage door slammed shut and he whirled around, grabbing the bars.
No way! He didn't want to do this anymore!
It was too late though. The lighting changed, the music began and soon the ladies of the night were moving and bending to the beat. He tried to do his best, following the woman in red. He wiggled his hips and bent over, shaking his ass and twirling. The hanyou stumbled a little and tried to avoid eye contact.
Before he knew it, men and women were shoving money into his cage and by the end of the night he was scooping up about a hundred dollars.
"Woah…" He gasped, carrying the one dollar bills back stage to count them.
"Told you you'd do great." The woman said, patting his shoulder before disappearing into the bathroom.
"Thank you so much for doing this Inuyasha. Keep the cash. Seriously!" Sango came over, kneeling down in front of him. "I'm sorry I had to ask this of you. For every time this happens just keep all the money you get. I don't care if you become a regular, I feel so bad for this, but you saved my ass, it's only fair that I save yours."
"It's no big deal…" He said, shrugging.
A click of expensive shoes filled his ears and he looked over at the tall man who stood at the door to the room.
"Mr. Taisho!" The manager stood up and smiled nervously. "What brings you here?"
"I was unaware that you had male dancers, Sango…" Mr. Taisho smiled and walked over, putting a finger under the hanyou's chin. "Aren't you a pretty, pretty puppy…"
Inuyasha jerked his head away and looked down, a blush creeping over his cheeks.
"I see you made some money tonight…Sango, I didn't think you'd stoop so low to hire a hanyou, let alone one so young." The demon chuckled.
"I was short a dancer…He was hired to clear tables…"
"Hmm…You don't mind if I talk to him for a while do you?"
"Not at all, as long as he doesn't mind." Sango shrugged and went to tend to her brother.
"Come with me, pup." He put his hand out for the hanyou, who hesitantly took it and let the demon walk him out back into the club.
Mr. Taisho led him over to a small booth in the back of the club and helped him into a seat. A waitress came over and offered the billionaire a drink, which he humbly accepted.
"Would you like something as well, hanyou?" He asked, smiling sweetly.
"No thanks. I'm fine." He snapped, leaning back and crossing his arms.
"So why are you working in a place like this…Aren't you a little young to be in this district?" Taisho asked.
"My mother's sick. I'm trying to make money for her medication so she can get better." Inuyasha said, playing with the garter on his leg.
"Oh…that sounds horrible…What is it that she has that is forcing you to work? Have you no father to take care of you both?"
"I don't know my father actually. He was never around, so I assumed my mother was like Mary or something." The hanyou shrugged. "She has cancer…I don't know where but I can smell it, you know? She's just sick and we don't have the money for a hospital."
"Oh…what a shame…" Taisho sipped at his drink and smirked. "You know…I could help you get the money you need…"
"You can! Really?" Inuyasha beamed and leaned over the table.
"Of course. How about…You come with me tonight, don't bother changing, just pack your clothes and we can…settle something…" The demon, caressed Inuyasha's cheek, making him blush.
"U-uh…okay fine."
Before he could think the whole deal completely through, they were in Taisho's limo, heading off downtown to a glorious building. The hanyou stared out at the lights of the city, ignoring the roaming hand on his arched back.
They made it into the parking lot and Touga gently took his little dancer's hand and led him up to the penthouse. The elevator doors opened and the hanyou gasped at the sight of the extravagant furniture and pictures.
"Come on…let's go over here, shall we?" Taisho purred, leading Inuyasha off to living room.
Passing a staircase, Inuyasha looked up to see a pair of golden eyes watching him before disappearing, a small click barely reaching his ears. He sat on the couch and was instantly pushed over.
"H-hey!"
"You said you wanted money to help your mother yes?" Taisho shrugged out of his coat, pushing his way between the hanyou's legs.
"N-no! Not like this! Hey! Stop fucking touching me there!"
It was rough, it was gruelling and before Inuyasha knew it he was stripped and the monster of a man was inside of him.
"N-No…" he whimpered and sobbed, pushing weakly at the man.
Taisho merely grunted and thrust into the hanyou hard, bringing up a fast and steady pace. He growled and groaned, gripping the arm of the couch as he assaulted Inuyasha. The hanyou's cries echoed through the penthouse, the click of the door upstairs not even heard as the click of heels stomped down the stairs.
The front door swung open, and Inuyasha began to panic.
"N-no! Help! Please!" He shrieked, reaching out to the woman with the long white hair.
Gold eyes looked back at him and she shook her head, slamming the door behind her. The hanyou sobbed and found himself hulled up and brought into the kitchen, plunked down on counter, the thrusts picking up again.
Moving from location to location in the house, Inuyasha finally found himself lying on the floor of a large bedroom, the demon snoring softly. He quietly got up and snuck downstairs grabbing up his clothes and putting them back on. He was about to run to the door and then the elevator until he realized that he got absolutely no money from this. He was promised money.
Sneaking painfully back up the stairs, the hanyou went to the wallet on the bed side table. He reached out and his hand was snatched in a death grip.
"Trying to steal from me and run away are you?" The deep voice of the billionaire purred in his furry ear. "You either get in my bed or you and your slutty mother will be out on the streets, you got it boy? Now strip and come to me…I want to see you spread that ass…"
The hanyou sobbed into the sheets, gripping them as he was pounded into again and again for the fifth time that night. He wanted to go home, he wanted to go back to his mother and cry in her arms. This was enough, this was too much. He didn't ask for this! With one last grunt, Taisho thrust hard and came inside of him, riding out his orgasm a little before finally pulling back and grabbing Inuyasha's mane.
"Get out of here…" He snarled, dragging him off the bed and back onto the floor.
The demon grabbed his wallet and pulled out a wad of cash, throwing it at his victim. Inuyasha grabbed the cash and his clothes, bolting out of the room and back to the elevator, just missing the tall figure that walked out of another room into the bedroom.
"You sicken me, father…" The figure said as the elevator doors shut and Inuyasha made his descent back to the city.
It took him another 3 hours to run home, quickly limping to his mother's room. The sick woman sat up as she heard her door crash open, the hanyoun running for her bathroom.
"Inuyasha! Are you okay?" She asked worriedly, watching her son collapse on the floor.
His sobs echoed out of the bathroom and into his mother's ears. Her baby had been hurt.
"Inuyasha…baby..come here…" She cooed, holding out her arms to her child as he jumped into her arms. "What happened to my baby?"
"T…Taisho…" Inuyasha stammered and fell into a fit of tears ago.
She didn't need to hear anymore. The man had ruined her life enough, and to think he had ruined her son's as well was too much. Izayoi held her boy close and pet his hair as he cried himself to sleep.
"…I think I'm getting myself in too deep, mom…" Inuyasha lifted himself off his mother and wiped at his eyes. "He's too connected with that old man…I don't know if I can be with him. It was just one weekend and now that I look back on it he's so much like him…Why?"
Izayoi sighed and reached over to her son, rubbing his ear. "Son, I don't know who you're even talking about…You know I'm here to listen, just fill me in."
Inuyasha shook his head and laughed. "His name is Sesshomaru Taisho…and he's the son of my rapist…and I think he wants me for more than just sex."
His mother narrowed her eyes, her grip on his ear tightening. "You idiot!" She shouted, coughing yet again as she yanked his ear.
"Ow! Mom! What the fuck!" He yelped.
"Stop seeing him. Simple as that. Stop seeing him and stop coming home crying. Your life is too hard as it is to keep this going, Inuyasha. You need to quit that job!"
"You know I can't!" Inuyasha pulled away and stood up.
"Son, I'm going to die anyway and you know it! You can smell it can't you!" Izayoi coughed and wiped up the blood off her lips.
"You are not! Shut up! Just…just shut up!" The hanyou shouted and stormed out of the room, grabbing his coat.
He needed a release. He needed…he needed….Sesshomaru. Yes, he needed him. He would be the only one to fuck the hell out of him to make him forget all that shit. Son of his rapist or not, he didn't want to remember that ever again!
Running outside, the hanyou hailed a cab and gave the directions to the apartment he stayed in that night and enjoyed the ride. Tipping the driver, he went inside and requested the spare key to the apartment and plopped himself down on the couch when he got inside. He had…a few hours until he came home for sure, in that time he could just sleep and forget, at least for a little.
Inuyasha flopped onto his side, bringing his legs in as he instantly fell asleep, darkness taking over his eyes.
