A/N: boop, I finally finished this chapter. I'm trying to drag things out just a little but in general, this fic is almost done, which means i can work on other big fics without feeling guilty for not finishing this one. so prepare for suspense and epicness and all that jazz~
Crave Your Love
You're present in my sleep you hunt me when I'm awake.
My soul you seem to keep.
My heart will weep again and again and again...
These days? In my head? Make me feel you are the one...
These dreams in my head seem real...
You're in my heart, you're in my soul, want you close.
You're in my heart...
Sango walked into the club, juggling her back and Kohaku's. Her brother came in close behind her, watching her open the door, hold all the bags, somehow get her keys back into her pocket as she walked around the upturned chairs around the tables. She lead her brother to the back, where he had been a thousand times before because she just didn't trust him to be alone, or she couldn't afford a babysitter. In this case, since he was pretty much old enough to be alone, it was more like their security blanket, to be together, to stick together, to go to work together.
Ever since their parents had died, Sango had protected her brother, done impossible things to keep him with her. She had finished high school and taken care of him. She went to the parent/teacher nights at his school, she had taught him math, and she even eventually took a few courses at community college. And now she ran a club, a club who had been passed through many people. In fact, she wasn't really the owner of the club. She had been hired by Taisho, the man who had ruined Inuyasha, her friend, he best dancer. He had hired her then with only one instruction, to make sure it ran. And after she had watch the news when the first trial started, when people started speaking up, she knew what she was doing.
It didn't hit home until Inuyasha had mentioned that he was going to testify. At that moment Sango knew that her world and her brother's could come crashing down, all because of one man who had used her to hire the women he brought in. To tell them that if customers wanted more that they had to pay, and a percentage had to come to her. That percentage was then passed on to Taisho, and then the process repeated. Sango had done it many times, had even let the demon have his way with her a couple times for quick cash too. It wasn't something she was proud of, it was something, like inuyasha, that she had to do.
And when the trial was suddenly stopped, when someone had paid the judges out, she knew that maybe things could be saved, that maybe she wouldn't have to watch her life end. It didn't get better though, because only a year after had Taisho died. No one knew how, some just assumed old age. As if some fifty-something year old guy could die of old age. Oh yeah, she knew there was some fucked up pimp war going on, and lucky her she got caught right in the middle of it.
It was just before Taisho had died that the ownership of the club fell into Naraku's hands, and it was then that things got harder to deal with. He would hit on her, and she would reject. He wasn't Taisho, and she wasn't a sucker anymore. He didn't know any of the girl's names, but would call her frequently to tell her to send the money to his office. He didn't even hide it.
Now here she was, taking her brother into the club to start it up for the night. He quietly took his bag from her and they opened the door to where she would meet her girls in less than an hour. Sango flicked on the lights, walked around to the changing rooms and stopped. Sitting at Inuyasha's table, Onigumo Naraku sat, legs folded and hands in his lap. He looked up at her and smiled, red eyes shining brighter in the light.
"Sango, it's been a while." He said, turning to the vanity and starting to play with some of the make-up that the hanyou had left there.
"Naraku...You don't make visits like this unless you want to take one of the girls..." She whispered, passing her bag to Kohaku, "Brother, go wait out by the pole, alright?"
"Alright, sis." He smiled at her, a small smile, and took the bags back out to the stage, leaving the two adults to talk in private.
"He's grown quite a bit. I'm sure he's made you proud," Naraku smirked and cocked his head, "A shame though...he doesn't have many friends does he?"
"I highly doubt that it was my brother you came here to talk to me about, what do you want? I sent you the money I collected," Sango narrowed her eyes, "And weren't you in jail? How did you even get out?"
"Resources, Sango. I simply got out because I could," He chuckled and looked away, running his fingers through his hair, "You see, I had a problem, and I got found out. I don't know how long it will take for the police to realize that what I'm doing is true and not just lies that the hanyou had spilled, so we need to talk."
"About what exactly? I've done my job."
"Yes, you have, and I'm grateful, but you see...if the police came here, because, let's say...Inuyasha had told them where my operation was placed and he had, well, found that out, I can't have anyone spilling the beans."
"I don't understand..."
"You see, Inuyasha is simply...not needed anymore, but his brother and his friends pose a problem. He escaped me, and who knows who he told about this, so I need to make some adjustments here," Naraku held out his hands, shrugging, "And well I didn't know what else to do...but fire you."
"What?! I've worked here for years! I've been loyal, I've done what you've asked..." Sango shook her head, stepping back.
"You have, and that's why I need you gone. You see you let Inuyasha keep his cash when you knew what you were supposed to do. And you were involved with Taisho, who I had killed because I don't like competition, especially the kind that has so many mistresses and is so sleazy, and I just don't trust you anymore. You need to leave, and I will not reference you. In fact, I'll make sure you never get a job again if you fight this. You need to keep quiet, and if I get wind that you're blabbing my secrets to the police, or anyone, I'll make sure your silence is permanent," Naraku sighed and looked up at Sango, "Kohaku would do well on his own right? Maybe foster care? Adoption? Maybe he'll live with one of my clients and he can make his money that way."
"No! No...no you can't do that to us..."
"Well it will happen if you disobey me, and it will happen if Inuyasha gets the cops to believe me. So this is what's going to happen," The spider demon stood, walking towards Sango with a grin on his face, "You're going to leave the city...and you're going to run as far as you can away from here. You're going to keep your mouth shut, and when I need you again you will drop everything for me. If you spill one word, you're dead, and you will join Inuyasha in hell, where you sluts belong, am I clear?"
"I...Y...yes...Mr. Naraku..." Sango lowered her gaze and whispered, allowing him to come close and grab her chin, lifting her head up to look at him again.
"Good...But one last thing..." He moved his hand to the back of her neck and grabbed her arm, forcing her towards the vanity and slamming her chest and face onto the desk, "You kept rejecting me...and I don't do well with that..."
Sango gasped and opened her mouth to scream, but Onigumo moved quickly, covering her mouth as his other hand worked at her pants.
"You're going to stay quiet...Whether you like it or not."
Naraku let the woman go after one last thrust and pulled away, his seed dripping off the tip of his cock and out of her entrance. He pulled up his boxers and pants, tucking himself away and zipping back up. Smoothing out his shirt and coat, he glared down at the sight before him. Sango may have not been as good a fuck as he thought, but at least she stayed quiet, which was all that mattered.
"Clean up, and go." He said, turning his back from her and crossing his arms.
Sango pushed herself up from the desk and, with shaking hands, she pulled up her underwear and pants, stumbling as she walked over to the door out of the dressing room. She looked back and then quickly looked away, flinging the door open and running out. If Onigumo listened closely, he would have heard Sango's brother ask her why she was crying, and not receive an answer. But he never cared much for her anyway, always thinking about her brother and no one else. It was beyond selfish, it was just stupid.
"Naraku, will your evil deeds never end?" A voice came from the shadows, followed by the clicking of heels on the floor.
"Why would you ask such a thing? You know I could never give this up," He chuckled, "Kikyo...is everything ready to begin tonight?"
Kikyo smiled and tilted her head up, her long hair pulled back into a low ponytail. She walked closer to the demon, placing a hand on her hip, "Everything is ready, there shouldn't be any problems with your work continuing."
"Good, make sure the girls do extra work tonight, I expect them to make up for my missing dancer."
"Inuyasha? You know he'll never come back, and that his brother is very strong willed, yes? They won't let you get away with this easily." The woman frowned, watching Naraku closely.
"Oh I know, that's what I expect, which is why I'll have to pay them a visit when they are vulnerable. I can't have them medling anymore." Naraku smirked, his eys traveling the length of Kikyo's body. Red really was her colour, from those pumps on her feet and her skirt, oh yes, he could devour her on sight.
"And what exactly are you planning to do? Do you think you can fool a dog?"
"Oh, I most certainly can, Kikyo. Just make sure everything runs smoothly here, and I will make sure nothing ever goes wrong again."
"I'm sure you will..." She smirked right back at him and walked around him. She wondered how his plan would go, if her beloved Inuyasha, her friend, would survive this man's evil. She had trained him, she had loved him and taught him all she knew. He was her best and only friend, and she only hoped that silencing him meant he would still be alive.
It was a shame that she couldn't warn him, she did have herself to look out for as well. And like him, she always hated being the one to hand out sex, to let others pay for her body. If he got out, so could she. This was just the first step to her salvation.
It wasn't unusual now for Sesshomaru to be at home, in fact, Rin had demaned that he stay home due to his, what she called it, "outburst" that had destroyed most of the building. That didn't stop him from trying to sneak out of the apartment to go to work, though usually his cell would ring and his assistant would tell him to park his butt and she would take care of everything. Rin seemed to be doing beyond the call of duty lately, and the demon could only blame himself for getting caught up in this game he was forced to play.
Even worse, Inuyasha seemed to come and go as he pleased now, no matter how many times he tried to stop him. They had sex once, and since then it seemed that the hanyou was avoiding him like he was some leper. It hurt, as most things pertaining the dancer did, but he couldn't say anything. It wasn't like him to be as open as he was with Inuyasha, and it was bad enough that he had seen the aftermath of his tears. After that he vowed to never cry again, though if this kept going on, who knew that his stress would force him to do.
Watching dramas, movies, and cartoons on television though seemed like it would drive him to that point again, as that was all the demon had been doing since the incident at his job. It was just too boring and stressful sitting there in his home, his brother walking off and avoiding him, the news of Naraku being free again. Did the dancer not understand what this meant? They knew so much, it was only a matter of time before the spider snapped again and came after him. What if Sesshomaru wasn't there this time though? What if Inuyasha was actually killed or kidnapped? What if he never saw him again? Never had the chance to express his feelings one more time?
These were just some of several things that passed through his mind while he bored himself to death. Other times his mind drifted to what his life would be like ten years from now. Would he be with Inuyasha, would he be alone? What if Kagura came back, since the lesbian deal was clearly just one of Naraku's tricks? He would think of how many kids he would have, where they would live. He hoped he was with Inuyasha, though he was beginning to doubt that. The dancer seemed to be far from interested, though maybe he was just making it look like that. He was so cold one moment, and the next so willing. It was hard to keep up with. But the businessman needed him, he needed to be with him, to see him, to feel him. And he had the strangest need to protect him. Inuyasha was his, and he couldn't allow him to be with anyone else.
Just as those thoughts passed through his brain again, Sesshomaru heard the click of the bathroom, and glanced over to see Inuyasha come out of the bathroom and sit down on the couch with him. Well, more like on the other side of the couch to keep away from him. His hair was shining and wavy, an improvement from a few days ago when he had let it soak up grease and grime, making it look lifeless. It seemed to bounce with his every movement, his ears were equally as shining, obviously groomed to perfection. On his eyes, Sesshomaru caught the faintest line of blank flicking off the corners in a soft cat's eye. His eyelashes seemed to curl and looked much longer and fuller than before. Even his lips seemed to shine with chapstick, or maybe a gloss, he wasn't too sure.
His clothes were the nicest that the hanyou owned, a soft cream sweater and his best pair of jeans. His claws were trimmed and had a layer of clear coat, to help them grow and stay healthy, as Sesshomaru knew that all demons had a rough time keeping them from snapped off in these days. All in all, it seemed like the hanyou was dressed to go out, but at the same time, the businessman's mind wandered off into the gutter, slipping down into the sewer and chasing off after the idea that the hanyou may just be trying to seduce him.
"Inuyasha," The demon murmured, lowering the volume of the tv slightly, "You've put make up on..."
"Yeah, what of it?" He asked, not even looking at the demon as his eyes stayed fixed on the program on the screen.
"Well, you normally don't just put it on for the hell of it. Normally you dress up to go out," Sesshomaru looked at his brother, his golden eyes filled with lust. The words of his mother replayed in his mind (though he wished they didn't) and he started to become just a little more feral than usual, sliding of the couch to get closer to his prey.
"I just felt like looking nice for once, is that a problem?" Inuyasha whispered, watching Sesshomaru shift closer, his eyes all over him, as if they were already fucking in his thoughts.
"No...no it's not a problem..." The demon purred, reaching out and twirling a lock of Inuyasha's hair around his finger, playing with the tresses, slowly running his fingers through the silky threads. He watched the hanyou bite his lip, trying to move his head away but only granting the demon more space to work.
The businessman slid closer, placing one hand in front of the dancer while the other continued to play with his hair, moving it out of his way as he descended upon his neck. He moaned as he lips gently brushed over the tanned skin of his lover, listening to Inuyasha's heart beat pick up at the touches. He felt the hanyou shift slightly, placing a hand on the demon's wrist while the other knotted in his hair.
"Ahh...so it was to seduce me, wasn't it...?" The demon chuckled.
"N...No...I just..." The hanyou started, his eyes fluttering closed as Sesshomaru planted a kiss on the base of his neck and then went to nibble on his ears, "Oh god...I...Sesshomaru..."
Before he even knew what else to do, Inuyasha found himself trapped on the couch, underneath the most perfect man in the world who just so happened to be his blood brother. And even worse, with all these kisses and hands on him, he didn't even want it to stop. In that moment, just after a few affectionate kisses, the hanyou knew that fighting back, trying to justify not being with him, and all the dumb stuff he tried to say to make sure he wouldn't have that voice in the back of his mind telling him how disgusting this was, was just stupid. He loved him, he always did, from the moment he walked through those doors and sat down in front of his stage, overpaid him and walked out naked the next day, wondering where he was going and what he was doing. The dancer loved him, he actually had fallen in love with his own brother, a man with power, a man so beautiful yet so stupid sometimes.
For a moment, as those soft lips travelled down to his collar bone, large and smooth hands shoving up under his shirt, Inuyasha wondered if he was sane at all. God, he had been raped so many times now, was he even worth it? Was picking a fight with Naraku worth losing this? And he knew that it was worth it, because they wouldn't lose any of this. In fact, it could just bring them closer, and god forbid anyone pull them apart again.
"Ses...Sesshomaru...wait...hol...hold on..." He breathed out, gripping the demon's shoulder's tightly and trying to pull him up to look at him, "Pl...Please...I.."
"Shhh..." The demon whispered against his skin, only making it harder for him to get any words out at all.
"B-But...uhhnn...please...I want to look at your stupid face..." He whined and pushed hard enough to get Sesshomaru to look up at him. The hanyou was already sweating, his mouth partially open in a soft pant, and his eyes screamed fuck me to the demon, but at that same moment, he knew those eyes had the same look in them when he had gone into that elevator, looked at Sesshomaru, and almost told him that he loved him. So the businessman pulled back, though keeping his face close and calm, eyes roaming over bitten lips, waiting for his lover to speak.
"You...you said I was wrong...when I said you didn't love me..." He whispered, moving his hand up to run it through the demon's hair, "Well I was...because I just...I thought...I didn't think I should..." He shut his eyes and knotted his fingers into the silver, silky threads before tugged hard and crashing their lips together. The hanyou pushed the demon back, topping him instantly on the couch. He ground his hips into the other's, moaning loudly as he kept his fingers tightly fisted in Sesshomaru's hair, as the demon clawed at his sides and back, drawing tiny droplets of blood.
Their lips and mouths sucked at each other's lower and upper lips, bruised and swollen before their tongues even began to touch. They ran over each other, nipping and sucking with each pass. The two lovers sat up again, the hanyou sitting snuggly in the demon's lap with his legs wrapped tightly around him. Sesshomaru snarled, baring his fangs as he felt Inuyasha drag his claws through his hair, over his scalp. He lifted the dancer up, arms wrapped around him and taking him off to the bedroom. He felt Inuyasha's legs tighten around his hips, heels digging into his back to hold himself up as he continued to assault his mouth with kisses.
Reaching the bedroom and crashing into nearly every door and wall on the way, the two brothers collapsed onto the bed, pulling apart only to lift shirts off their bodies and tug at each other's pants. Inuyasha's fingers stumbled around the belt the demon wore, tugging and yanking on whatever he could to get it undone and those damn pants off, all while Sesshomaru seemed to nearly rip the button and zipper right off his own pants. The businessman grabbed the hanyou under his arms and tossed him higher onto the bed, crawling up after him and settling between his legs. He yanked off the dancer's underwear and tossed it behind him, lowering himself down and wrapping his arms under Inuyasha's knees. Hands stroked up and down thighs and then up to his stomach, holding him down as Sesshomaru took him into his mouth.
Inuyasha's eyes widened and he arched, hands shooting down and digging his claws into the demon's hair, holding him there as his head bobbed over his cock. Tongue and teeth were all he could feel, hot breath all over his member as the demon sucked and slurped, releasing him with a pop and then descending down on him again. His hands roamed all over the hanyou's skin, and soon the dancer felt his belly heat, his groin tingling with warning of his impending orgasm. He moaned and panted, watching the demon bring him closer and closer to the brink before pulling away and doing it all over again, and Inuyasha could help but feel like he could never live without this. He was an idiot for thinking blood could get in the way of his happiness, and he just couldn't imagine better sex than this.
Pulling away, Sesshomaru sat up on his knees and shimmied out of his pants, smirking as he watched Inuyasha watch him.
"Like what you see?" He purred.
"Oh cram it and fuck me already. I can't wait, you can tease later." Inuyasha demanded, reaching for the demon.
His smirk grew wider, and the demon crawled over the hanyou and let him pull him chest to chest, placing little kisses up and down his jaw and neck before pecking his lips, "But teasing you now is much more fun...now that I know I have you..."
Inuyasha sighed and smiled, tilting his head back for more neck kisses before he flicked the demon's ear, "Quickly...before I change my mind..."
"Whatever you say..." Sesshomaru murmured into his ear and reached down to prepare his lover further.
Laying in the afterglow, Inuyasha clung to the demon tightly and allowed himself to close his eyes and smile. He felt Sesshomaru wrap himself around him, and hold him tightly, his chin placed between his twitching ears. Glancing up, he wondered if this could really work out, if Naraku could be disposed of and he could get the life he wanted. It was stupid of him to think that nothing could, but he had his doubts. It had been ruined only a couple or so months before, it could always go wrong again.
"What are you thinking about?" He heard the businessman whisper, and Inuyasha shook his head.
"Nothing...just hoping that we can Naraku off our ass and live happily ever after. You know..the gushy stuff.."
"And what would be happily ever after to you?"
"I dunno...secluded house in the mountains...with lots of field and sunshine, because fuck costal weather...and soft clothes and freedom and no selling sex, and only dancing and eating good food.."
"Kids...what about kids?" Sesshomaru asked, running his fingers through the hanyou's sweat dampened hair.
"Yeah...yeah I could do kids. Adopt a couple little fuckers and treat them like gold."
"We could buy them everything they ever wanted..."
"And be the best dads ever..."
"And not fuck around,"
"Or ruin people's lives,"
"And we could put them into dance lessons..." Sesshomaru suggested, smiling as he felt the hanyou kiss his chest.
"Or just make sure they work hard in school...maybe buy a pony."
"I have a lot of money, Inuyasha, but ponies and dance lessons could be a little much. Pick one."
"Maybe they should pick. I'm all for free choice, you know?"
Sesshomaru chuckled and nodded, "Yeah...yeah I get it..."
"So you think this could happen?"
"Possibly...if we work together in ridding Naraku from our lives."
Inuyasha grew silent, and after several minutes he pressed himself closer, "Will we have to kill him to do this?"
"I don't know..."
"I'd do it. I'd fucking kill him right now if I wasn't so fucking afraid that he'd do what he did to me again."
"I know..."
"Not like he deserves to live anyway...He deserves the most horrible death anyone could bring upon him. Like slow torture..."
"Back in the days of demons, some would rip out the intestines of their enemy. I hear demon organs are delicious." Sesshomaru commented.
"Woah there, let's not go into cannibalism, Hannibal."
"Shut up, I was just saying."
"I can make better food,"
"I know, but I was just-"
"Cannibalism is just gross,"
"Inuyasha, I get it."
"Just making sure."
The demon sighed and buried his face into the top of Inuyasha's head and closed his eyes, listening to the hanyou's slow breathing as he slowly began to drift off. He could hear his heart beat begin to slow, and soon he was fast asleep, leaving the demon to his own thoughts for the rest of the night. If a happy ending was what Inuyasha wanted, he would tear Naraku limb from limb for him. Anything for him.