THE SECRET
Part 3 (Lemon)
By: The Lady Amarisa Silvermoon
Disclaimers: MUST READ THIS BEFORE YOU READ THE STORY!!!!! Normal stuff.
Don't own, don't sue, that kind of thing. All right, I would like to tell
you to enjoy this section of the story but the thing is this part is very
dark. Emphasis on the word dark. It's a LEMON as well, and in the worst
way. You will find out what happened to make Kagome act the way she has
been for a while, and you'll see her continue to get worse. I wrote this
as realistically as possible, as I saw it in my head, trying to get my
point across. Only in stories does the hero show up and save the day just
in the knick of time, but not in this one. This is how it happens in real
life, and this is how it should be read and understood. Not that I imagine
this every time I daydream about this world, but the idea just popped up
and I realized what I could do with it. This is a very horrid thing to
happen to any girl and I would like to make it known that if you or anyone
you know had this happen to them then please help them. Show them that you
are there for them no matter what; it is one of the best things you could
do for them, no matter how long ago it may have happened. And if this kind
of thing ever happened to you, then please realize that your friends could
do more for you than you may think; if they are true friends then they will
stick by your side and help you in any way they can, as you will see
Inuyasha do for Kagome. I, personally, have never had this happen to me,
but I guess I saw enough movies and TV shows to show me how to write this,
especially the reaction of the girl after it happened. I did not mean to
offend anyone, but I want people to know that this is not something anyone,
male or female, wants done to them. All right, now that I have that out of
my system, on with the story . . . Some of the italicized words not only
correspond with the past but the present as well, just keep that in mind,
please. If you don't want to read the graphic writings, scroll down until
the italics stop and then start.
Summery for those who do not wish to read this part: Kagome is walking through the woods alone and everything she sees reminds her of what happened which includes three men. She remembers everything vividly and comes across a lake. Inuyasha, after having a few minutes to himself, comes to find her. He does, and he sees her kneeling by a lake experiencing Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (she is rubbing at her arms furiously almost to the point of bleeding, crying the entire time). She gets so frustrated that throws herself from the lake and sobs. Inuyasha feels compelled to go to her but he restrains himself. After a while she goes to the camp, after it is beyond dark, and lies down in her sleeping bag, refusing to let Shippo lay next to her. Inuyasha perches himself in a tree near her and he watches her the entire night, never once sleeping. He hears her moan and cry out in her sleep as she thrashes about, hearing "No don't . . . please stop . . ." His eyes widen and he jumps down and goes up to her, taking a sniff of her trying not to wake her or get hit. He smells old blood and three other scents aside from her own. He knows instantly what happened and he just sits there, staring at her in shock and fear. Miroku, who had been awake from all the noise Kagome was making, and who was surprised that Shippo and Sango were sleeping through it, sees the entire thing and eventually he and Inuyasha lock eyes in a mutual stare. End.
Kagome walked slowly through the many rays of shadow. The sun was setting in the west and instead of the last rays of light shining through the forest, the trees were too thick to let light in and so the rays diminished and a land of shadows prevailed. Darkness won the war. Kagome's heart rate sped up as she tried to block out the many horrific memories flashing through her mind. She was scared. Taking deep breaths, she looked into the dark orange-red sunset ahead of her, trying to calm her nerves. Something was up, something bad and whatever it was, she couldn't shake it. Just as she could not shake the sensation that someone was following her. Kagome looked back and saw nothing but a darkened street behind her. Kagome looked back and saw nothing but a darkened forest behind her. Sighing she resumed her walk and continued on her way. The sky continued to become darker and darker and the shadows stretched their boundaries covering everything they could. A cold breeze blew and sent shivers down Kagome's spine, forcing her to wrap her arms around her in order to remain warm. Suddenly she heard a rustling and a sound behind her. Kagome spun around and saw a few trashcans fall over and a cat jump away meowing. Kagome spun around and saw the leaves in a nearby tree rustle and a bird fly away screeching.
Sighing she turned around and came face to face with a small lake ahead of her that was too large to refer to as a pond. Sighing she turned around and came face to face with three burly men in their early twenties it seemed walk out of an alleyway ahead of her. Her eyes widened in comprehension of what they had planned and the fact that no matter how hard she fought she would not get away. Taking a chance as they sauntered closer to her, dangerous and frightening gleams in their eyes with vicious smiles, she leapt forward and hit one of them square in his face with her purse, stunning him. She ran past them and sprinted as fast as she could down the sidewalk, hearing their thundering footsteps behind her. With her time spent in the past, she had become in good shape and so her speed when she ran was rather fast, but theirs was faster. Screaming when they caught up with her, they blocked her blow with her purse and knocked it out of her hands, slamming her against a wall in another alleyway. Her head cracked against the wall and she stood there dazed, at least she thought she stood there. When she finally regained comprehension of her surroundings, she realized she was now on the ground with one of them ripping open her blouse and throwing it to where her purse laid, the other two men just kneeling there laughing sadistically.
Kagome walked up to the waters' edge and stared blankly down at her reflection, but she didn't see it, she only saw her memories, her flashbacks and nothing else. She lost all sense of her surroundings.
Kagome screamed again but it was muffled as the one atop her crushed her lips with his, bruising them. Kagome reached up and gingerly touched her lips with the tips of her fingers, tears falling from her eyes. She writhed beneath his weight, screaming at him to get off her, asking for help from anyone who happened to overhear her, though no one did aside from the three in the alleyway. She desperately tried to hit him with her tiny fists but it made no difference, he was too strong. In one swift movement, he motioned to his friends and one of them grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, while another one took her legs and pinned them down as well, spreading them at the same time. Tears were now flowing freely from her eyes as she pleaded with them to stop. The only answer she received was more laughter, laughter directed at her. They were mocking her, mimicking her cries and then cracking up when they finished the line. The one atop her loomed his face over hers, miming her shouts and laughing in her face. She could barely stand to look at him but she couldn't move because the one holding her hands down took one of his hands and held her head to prevent her from looking away. The man over her laughed and kissed her again, just as hurtful. Before all this happened, Kagome thought that only demons could be this cruel, now she saw she was wrong.
The man above her, crushing her painfully to the pavement with his weight, straddled her hips and unhooked her bra, sliding it up her arms where the other man used it to tie her hands together. Her torso was completely exposed to them and she begged them repeatedly to stop, her tears not ceasing to fall.
"She is a beaut isn't she?" the one who held down her hands commented.
"That she is . . ." answered the one above her, running his hands gently down her breasts. She whimpered and writhed beneath him, still asking them to stop.
"Hey!" said the man holding down her legs. "Let me see!"
"You'll get your chance!" the one above her spat as he continued to caress her, almost lovingly. "When I'm done you'll both get your turn . . ." he whispered. Kagome looked up at him fearfully, knowing what was coming. And it happened. He bent down and took one of her breasts in his mouth, biting and sucking so painfully that Kagome thought he was going to kill her. She screamed and tried to get out from under him, but she couldn't move. The man's hands roamed over her body hungrily, too hungrily and she knew they had come out here tonight looking for this exact thing, and she just happened to be the victim. When he was through with that breast, he moved on to the other one, leaving behind a bleeding the bruised one, throbbing uncontrollably. Kagome felt the man's arousal against her leg and felt him already building up a steady rhythm. He wanted her now, and he didn't waist any time either. With a growl of frustration and lust, he reached down and roughly slid her skirt and underwear down her legs in one swift movement. Kagome fell to her knees by the waters' edge and hugged herself, weeping uncontrollably.
The man holding her legs took the skirt and threw it to the rest of her clothes, leaving only her socks and shoes on. She screamed again and begged them loudly not to continue, but the man above her wouldn't hear of it. Still straddling her hips, he quickly unzipped his pants and let his member out, large and erect. Gasping for air from screaming too much, Kagome let loose an ear-piercing scream as he plunged into her hard, excruciating pain shooting throughout her entire body as her maidenhead broke. The man continued to slam into her and he even took hold of her legs and bent them 'till they rested against her chest, all without stopping. As she screamed for him to stop he moaned and cried out in pleasure, and his friends nearly sat back watched this as if this was just some porno movie they saw every night. They laughed as she cried, and the man above her smashed into her violently, ignoring what he could be causing to her body, lost in his own sadistic pleasure. With each pulse, he moaned, and Kagome's scream grew higher and louder as she tried to thrash about and escape, but the man holding her head and her hands was too strong so she only managed to move her head a few millimeters to each side, her tears soaking into the pavement beneath her. Blood poured freely from where the man violated her. Soon she screamed so much that her voice grew hoarse and she could only lay there, trying to force herself out of their grasp to grab her things and make a run for it.
The man came, after one last excruciating thrust into her, and he collapsed onto her, pulling out and rolling off so one of his friends could have a shot. The man who was holding onto her legs was next, and he was just as worse as the first one, if not more so. Commenting how she really was a sight, he began licking and sucking her body all over and Kagome could do nothing to stop him. Her body was aching and she still could not move; her legs were too sore to try to kick him off because of the force in which they had been held to her chest. So she merely lay there, too hurt and in too much pain to do anything. The man administrating the licks and kisses seemed to be more gentle than the first, and yet Kagome could sense that he was getting some cruel pleasure from all this. He kissed his way across her chest, licking the wounds previously inflicted almost as an apology. He made his way down her abdomen where he paid close attention to, sucking harshly and nipping, all the while his hands roughly squeezing her breasts. Kagome cried the entire time. When he finally reached her entrance he inhaled her and stuck his tongue in her with such ferocity that it was like he was drinking her like he drank beer. Kagome managed another cry and tried to force her hands out of the other man's grasp, but she couldn't budge. In fact, the man had gotten so impatient that he actually started to suck and kiss down her arms, while the other man enjoyed what he was doing to her down below.
The man behind her simply watched amused before he got up and walked away, stating to his friends that they should come and find him when they had finished. They answered him without ever breaking their rhythm. Kagome cried and cried since there was nothing else she could do about it all. Then, the one who had been drinking her stopped and crawled his way up her body, giving her a gentle kiss that soon turned malicious and painful. She felt his tongue probing in her mouth, as she lay there passively, unable to do anything more. She prayed that Inuyasha would come find her, but then she remembered that she told him two weeks, which would be up tomorrow. He wouldn't like having to wait that long but she had a feeling he knew why she chose that long so he, for the safety of both himself and Kagome, didn't come to find her and drag her back to the past. For the first time in her life, Kagome wished that his stubbornness would overtake him and he would come for her; and when he found she was not where she should be then he would follow her scent until he did find her. However, it never happened, he never came and she could do nothing about it. The man above her started thrusting into her, slow and gentle at first but then he must have thought, 'Ah, the hell with it," and increased his pace and force. It was more painful than the last one. Kagome could feel her dried blood on her legs and felt more pain than ever as the guy continued his ministrations, not bothering to lift her legs to alleviate some of the pain like the other one did. It seemed that this person not only liked giving her pain, but he liked receiving it as well. He drove into her harder and faster than before. Kagome found her voice again and screamed bloody-murder, praying that this time someone would hear her . . . but no one did. He came quickly, and painfully, and he screamed his lungs out in pure ecstasy, continuing to pump into her until every last bit of his seed was inside her. He collapsed onto her, hard, and laid there, kissing her neck gently as if they were a long-time couple, it made Kagome sick. Finally, oh finally, he rolled off her and lay panting on the ground beside her with the other man moving atop her and straddling her to prevent her from escaping. She just didn't care anymore because she didn't think things could get any worse. The man on the ground asked his friend if he needed any help and he responded with a yes. Then, as the previous one went and held her legs again, kissing them lovingly, the man atop her brought her hands down from over her head and forced her hand to wrap around his erection, which he had taken out a long time ago. For Kagome, when all this was happening it was all a haze to her since she stopped caring at this point, yet she knew perfectly well what was going on and so she remembered every last detail clear as day. She sat rocking on the ground, her arms still wrapped tight around her as a shield to the outside world. The man moved her hand with his in a pumping motion, forcing her to perform masturbation on him. He moaned and groaned in pure pleasure.
"Yeah, baby," he whispered as he bucked his hips against the movements of their hands. "Oh, yes . . . just like that baby, don't stop, don't you dare stop." Kagome came to her senses and realized a way she could get back at them. She tightened her hand around him viciously and twisted. He cried out in pain and backhanded her sharply, WHACK! Kagome's head snapped to the side at such a force that she thought her neck would have surely broken, though it didn't.
"I'll get you for that," the man snarled. He moved up her body and this time bent on his hands and knees over her head. He forced her head to face forward again and the other man had to hold her down firmer because with the position she was in, if no one else was there she could have surely escaped. The man atop her forced her mouth open wide, wider than she thought it could go, and he thrust himself inside, nearly choking her. Moaning with evil pleasure, the man built up a rhythm as he pumped in and out of her mouth, burying himself deep within her throat, nearly suffocating her.
"Like that, bitch?" he sneered as he panted and increased his speed. Kagome couldn't get a sound out, she could barely breathe. When he pulled out and started push in again, Kagome clamped down on him, thinking how disgusting this whole thing was. He yelled in pain and abruptly sat up, slapping her and punching her again and again, splitting her lip. "Bitch!" he screamed. "This is what you get, bitch! You're my bitch! I own you! You never EVER do that to me again, UNDERSTAND!?" The blows were so brutal that Kagome thought she would surely die from them. They seemed to go on forever. This entire experience seemed to be eternal. It was as if these guys were actually demons and they had an endless amount of stamina. Then, as if the guy came to his senses, he stopped and slinked lower down her body. Taking one breast in his hand, he rubbed it forcefully as he sucked on the other one. Kagome writhed beneath him but it did no good because his hand and his mouth simply switched positions. The guy eventually stopped but instead of doing anything else that the other two had, he pushed up and started sucking on her shoulders, then nipping, then he was all out biting her! Kagome cried out as she felt the blood pour from her wounds and onto the cement below her, but the guy merely smiled wickedly and continued his ministrations, not caring at all.
At this point Kagome officially believed that she would die this very night. She had never in her life experienced something this vial, and that was pretty amazing considering the fact that she was constantly around demons in warring Japan. When the man finally entered her, quite painfully, she managed to hold back a muffled cry. He had to be the worst one out of the three. He slammed into her repeatedly, loving every minute of it, loving all the pain he inflicted upon her.
Kagome winced and lowered her head to the ground, her knees still bent under her.
Finally, the guy came, and it hit him hard, with his nails raking down her body creating more bleeding wounds before he fell atop her panting, not bothering to catch any of his weight. Kagome, who had nearly passed out on a few occasions, stared blankly and dejectedly at the stars above her, stars that shone too cheerily and brightly down upon this horrific scene of the purest evil Kagome had ever come across, this included her encounters with Naraku. After a few excruciatingly long minutes where Kagome could barely breathe because of the weight atop her, the man rolled over, ignoring any discomfort he might of caused Kagome, and told his friend, who was still sitting there enjoying the whole ordeal, that it was time to go. When his friend asked what they should do with "the girl" he answered that he had too soft a heart and that they would just leave her to fend for herself or until someone finds her, or until she dies, which Kagome thought was not an impossible outcome. Re-zipping his pants, the man stood and beckoned his friend to follow, then walked away without a second glance that Kagome could see. His friend, however, since he did have "a soft heart" took Kagome's belongings, laid them next to her, and then untied her hands. His friend snapped at him from around the corner and asked what the hell was taking him so long, that Kagome wasn't worth another go or his sympathy. The man sighed and looked Kagome over again, whereas she didn't even give him a glance, she simply stared up at the stars, her breathing erratic, before he turned and silently walked away, never once glancing back.
As Kagome looked back on it, she wasn't sure exactly how she got home, or how she managed to stand up and get dressed for that matter. Nevertheless, the next thing she knew was that she was under the hot shower in her home, curled in a fetal position, and crying, but most importantly, crying for Inuyasha's presence. She remembered seeing her blood mix with the water before it all fell down the drain, never to return. Her sense of safety had gone with it. Kagome lifted her head and stared blankly at the tranquil water. After she had had her shower, she locked herself in her room all the next day, saying she didn't feel well because she didn't think her family would think her pure anymore, clean. In addition to this, her wounds were so deep, both mentally and physically, that she had to keep cleaning them in order for them not to be infected more so than they already were, since she had been lying on dirty alleyway cement, so of course they had yet to fully heal. She kept replacing her bandages that took painstakingly long to put on in the first place and it was during these times that Kagome had decided that being near Inuyasha right now would not be a good thing since he would probably view her as a dirty slut. However, even with this in mind, she also decided that it would be best to stay in the past just in case those men ever came looking for her again. That's why she was where she was now, that's why she wouldn't let anyone near her, that's why she wore thick clothing, to hide the bandages, and that's why she refused to be anywhere upwind of Inuyasha because of his sensitive nose. When she remembered this, she leapt up, rolled up her sleeves at the same time, took huge handfuls of water and began rubbing it vigorously against her skin, roughly and painfully making her arms turn red and sore, though in her mind she hoped it would cleanse her. This is how Inuyasha found her.
He had gone off in a different direction, that much is true, but Sango, on some occasions, can be easily fooled. With this in mind, he actually did sort of a U-turn, avoided the campsite completely, and headed in Kagome's direction. He found her as he hid himself behind a tree, watching her. After a few moments of watching her do the same procedure over and over again, a thought came to his mind. Kagome had mentioned it once or twice before. She said it was a real problem with some people and that they had a hard time getting over it. It was something along the lines of Complimentary Obsessive Disease or something; Inuyasha couldn't quite remember it clearly, since he wasn't really paying attention when she brought it up. Anyway, that's what it looked like she had, and he certainly didn't like it . . . at all.
Finally, after a long time of this abuse and hardship, Kagome flung herself from the edge of the waters to the dirt behind her, burying her face in her arms as she sobbed loudly and painfully. Inuyasha had to, once again, hold back the impulse to go up to her and take her in his arms as a sign of comfort. More than likely, if he had in fact done that, she would have screamed, slapped him, and ran away.
Night rolled in with no stars visible whatsoever for a guide home. Kagome still lay there, her tears had stopped long ago. Now she just lay there, motionless except for the steady rhythm of her breathing. Inuyasha would have thought her dead if it weren't for that fact. He was about to jump down and carry Kagome back to camp, kicking and screaming if necessary, but at that exact moment Kagome decided to get up, wipe herself off as best she could, and head in the general direction of the camp. Inuyasha followed her silently as she walked almost in a daze. His eyes narrowed at her behavior but he marveled at her ability to maneuver deftly between the trees and around shrubs in the darkness. Usually, for humans, this blackness was too overwhelming for them and they would stop to make camp because they couldn't see an inch from their nose, but not Kagome. For some odd reason she was able to arrive safely at camp, still in her melancholy state, without a scrape on her, to Inuyasha's knowledge of course. The others greeted her warmly but she merely nodded in their direction, claiming that she was tired and wanted to go to bed. As she got her sleeping bag out and laid it on the ground, Shippo dared to hop over and try to curl up with her as he usually did. To his surprise, however, Kagome brushed him away, apologizing for the act but saying how she would like to sleep alone tonight. Shippo stared at her a little betrayed but nodded and went to where Kirara lay, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes. Sango saw this and picked him up, placing him in her lap almost lovingly. Shippo stared up at her shocked for a few moments, unable to say a word, before he smiled and snuggled into her lap more and fell asleep. Miroku smiled at this but it soon vanished once he returned his look towards Kagome. She was already in her sleeping bag with her back to them, curled up as if she were frightened of something. Inuyasha saw the whole thing.
By the time Inuyasha had finally chosen his sleeping arrangement in a tree above where Kagome lay, it was well into the early part of the morning, or night as it still was. That was fine by him, he wasn't intending on sleeping tonight, not that he would have been able to anyway. He could go a few days without sleep very easily, he would just be hard to wake up when he did drift off to sleep, but since he always kept his guard up even while he slept, those times were far and few. Sango and Miroku had fallen asleep long ago, as did Kagome. Shippo and Kirara were out as soon as they laid down and shut their eyes; but not Inuyasha, he kept awake, always staring at Kagome, trying to figure out what was wrong with her. He did that even when perched high in the tree.
By the time morning was beginning to crest along the horizon, Inuyasha had truly become worried. Kagome, during the night, had begun tossing and turning, calling out fragments of sentences, almost calling for help. One particular outburst caught Inuyasha's attention more so than all the others, that was, "No . . . don't . . . ! Please . . . ! Stop . . . ! Please . . . !" When she said that, something caught him in the pit of his stomach and ate away at him instantly. By the time his heart had leapt into his throat and stayed there, he jumped from the tree and landed silently beside Kagome's sleeping bag. He bent down, careful not to get whacked by her occasional flailing of the arms, and sniffed her once. Instantly an uncontrolled growl escaped his throat and he sniffed her again, longer this time. He could tell something was definitely wrong. Usually when she came to visit, she carried with her not only her own scent but the scents of her family as well. This time, however, things were very badly different. Her family wasn't as noticeable as they normally were, but three others, aside from Kagome's was, and they didn't smell too inviting. As he sat cross-legged beside her, his arms crossed as well, he stared at her in a scrutinizing manner. The scents seemed old, lingering almost as if they wouldn't go away. When Kagome repeating the phrase Inuyasha feared so much, he instantly knew what happened.
Normally, had this been any other time or situation, he would have let out a cry of disbelief and horror . . . however, since things were a little different, he bit his tongue. Kagome, his pure Kagome, had somehow become tainted. He couldn't tell when or how, but he knew that he was ready to kill three certain people in a heartbeat. The soft sound of cloth rustled and Inuyasha's angry gaze instantly met that of Miroku's. The noise had woken him as well and he had actually seen most of this night's display. Their eyes locked in a mutual stare and Inuyasha knew he wasn't the only one who wanted to slit a few throats.
Summery for those who do not wish to read this part: Kagome is walking through the woods alone and everything she sees reminds her of what happened which includes three men. She remembers everything vividly and comes across a lake. Inuyasha, after having a few minutes to himself, comes to find her. He does, and he sees her kneeling by a lake experiencing Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (she is rubbing at her arms furiously almost to the point of bleeding, crying the entire time). She gets so frustrated that throws herself from the lake and sobs. Inuyasha feels compelled to go to her but he restrains himself. After a while she goes to the camp, after it is beyond dark, and lies down in her sleeping bag, refusing to let Shippo lay next to her. Inuyasha perches himself in a tree near her and he watches her the entire night, never once sleeping. He hears her moan and cry out in her sleep as she thrashes about, hearing "No don't . . . please stop . . ." His eyes widen and he jumps down and goes up to her, taking a sniff of her trying not to wake her or get hit. He smells old blood and three other scents aside from her own. He knows instantly what happened and he just sits there, staring at her in shock and fear. Miroku, who had been awake from all the noise Kagome was making, and who was surprised that Shippo and Sango were sleeping through it, sees the entire thing and eventually he and Inuyasha lock eyes in a mutual stare. End.
Kagome walked slowly through the many rays of shadow. The sun was setting in the west and instead of the last rays of light shining through the forest, the trees were too thick to let light in and so the rays diminished and a land of shadows prevailed. Darkness won the war. Kagome's heart rate sped up as she tried to block out the many horrific memories flashing through her mind. She was scared. Taking deep breaths, she looked into the dark orange-red sunset ahead of her, trying to calm her nerves. Something was up, something bad and whatever it was, she couldn't shake it. Just as she could not shake the sensation that someone was following her. Kagome looked back and saw nothing but a darkened street behind her. Kagome looked back and saw nothing but a darkened forest behind her. Sighing she resumed her walk and continued on her way. The sky continued to become darker and darker and the shadows stretched their boundaries covering everything they could. A cold breeze blew and sent shivers down Kagome's spine, forcing her to wrap her arms around her in order to remain warm. Suddenly she heard a rustling and a sound behind her. Kagome spun around and saw a few trashcans fall over and a cat jump away meowing. Kagome spun around and saw the leaves in a nearby tree rustle and a bird fly away screeching.
Sighing she turned around and came face to face with a small lake ahead of her that was too large to refer to as a pond. Sighing she turned around and came face to face with three burly men in their early twenties it seemed walk out of an alleyway ahead of her. Her eyes widened in comprehension of what they had planned and the fact that no matter how hard she fought she would not get away. Taking a chance as they sauntered closer to her, dangerous and frightening gleams in their eyes with vicious smiles, she leapt forward and hit one of them square in his face with her purse, stunning him. She ran past them and sprinted as fast as she could down the sidewalk, hearing their thundering footsteps behind her. With her time spent in the past, she had become in good shape and so her speed when she ran was rather fast, but theirs was faster. Screaming when they caught up with her, they blocked her blow with her purse and knocked it out of her hands, slamming her against a wall in another alleyway. Her head cracked against the wall and she stood there dazed, at least she thought she stood there. When she finally regained comprehension of her surroundings, she realized she was now on the ground with one of them ripping open her blouse and throwing it to where her purse laid, the other two men just kneeling there laughing sadistically.
Kagome walked up to the waters' edge and stared blankly down at her reflection, but she didn't see it, she only saw her memories, her flashbacks and nothing else. She lost all sense of her surroundings.
Kagome screamed again but it was muffled as the one atop her crushed her lips with his, bruising them. Kagome reached up and gingerly touched her lips with the tips of her fingers, tears falling from her eyes. She writhed beneath his weight, screaming at him to get off her, asking for help from anyone who happened to overhear her, though no one did aside from the three in the alleyway. She desperately tried to hit him with her tiny fists but it made no difference, he was too strong. In one swift movement, he motioned to his friends and one of them grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, while another one took her legs and pinned them down as well, spreading them at the same time. Tears were now flowing freely from her eyes as she pleaded with them to stop. The only answer she received was more laughter, laughter directed at her. They were mocking her, mimicking her cries and then cracking up when they finished the line. The one atop her loomed his face over hers, miming her shouts and laughing in her face. She could barely stand to look at him but she couldn't move because the one holding her hands down took one of his hands and held her head to prevent her from looking away. The man over her laughed and kissed her again, just as hurtful. Before all this happened, Kagome thought that only demons could be this cruel, now she saw she was wrong.
The man above her, crushing her painfully to the pavement with his weight, straddled her hips and unhooked her bra, sliding it up her arms where the other man used it to tie her hands together. Her torso was completely exposed to them and she begged them repeatedly to stop, her tears not ceasing to fall.
"She is a beaut isn't she?" the one who held down her hands commented.
"That she is . . ." answered the one above her, running his hands gently down her breasts. She whimpered and writhed beneath him, still asking them to stop.
"Hey!" said the man holding down her legs. "Let me see!"
"You'll get your chance!" the one above her spat as he continued to caress her, almost lovingly. "When I'm done you'll both get your turn . . ." he whispered. Kagome looked up at him fearfully, knowing what was coming. And it happened. He bent down and took one of her breasts in his mouth, biting and sucking so painfully that Kagome thought he was going to kill her. She screamed and tried to get out from under him, but she couldn't move. The man's hands roamed over her body hungrily, too hungrily and she knew they had come out here tonight looking for this exact thing, and she just happened to be the victim. When he was through with that breast, he moved on to the other one, leaving behind a bleeding the bruised one, throbbing uncontrollably. Kagome felt the man's arousal against her leg and felt him already building up a steady rhythm. He wanted her now, and he didn't waist any time either. With a growl of frustration and lust, he reached down and roughly slid her skirt and underwear down her legs in one swift movement. Kagome fell to her knees by the waters' edge and hugged herself, weeping uncontrollably.
The man holding her legs took the skirt and threw it to the rest of her clothes, leaving only her socks and shoes on. She screamed again and begged them loudly not to continue, but the man above her wouldn't hear of it. Still straddling her hips, he quickly unzipped his pants and let his member out, large and erect. Gasping for air from screaming too much, Kagome let loose an ear-piercing scream as he plunged into her hard, excruciating pain shooting throughout her entire body as her maidenhead broke. The man continued to slam into her and he even took hold of her legs and bent them 'till they rested against her chest, all without stopping. As she screamed for him to stop he moaned and cried out in pleasure, and his friends nearly sat back watched this as if this was just some porno movie they saw every night. They laughed as she cried, and the man above her smashed into her violently, ignoring what he could be causing to her body, lost in his own sadistic pleasure. With each pulse, he moaned, and Kagome's scream grew higher and louder as she tried to thrash about and escape, but the man holding her head and her hands was too strong so she only managed to move her head a few millimeters to each side, her tears soaking into the pavement beneath her. Blood poured freely from where the man violated her. Soon she screamed so much that her voice grew hoarse and she could only lay there, trying to force herself out of their grasp to grab her things and make a run for it.
The man came, after one last excruciating thrust into her, and he collapsed onto her, pulling out and rolling off so one of his friends could have a shot. The man who was holding onto her legs was next, and he was just as worse as the first one, if not more so. Commenting how she really was a sight, he began licking and sucking her body all over and Kagome could do nothing to stop him. Her body was aching and she still could not move; her legs were too sore to try to kick him off because of the force in which they had been held to her chest. So she merely lay there, too hurt and in too much pain to do anything. The man administrating the licks and kisses seemed to be more gentle than the first, and yet Kagome could sense that he was getting some cruel pleasure from all this. He kissed his way across her chest, licking the wounds previously inflicted almost as an apology. He made his way down her abdomen where he paid close attention to, sucking harshly and nipping, all the while his hands roughly squeezing her breasts. Kagome cried the entire time. When he finally reached her entrance he inhaled her and stuck his tongue in her with such ferocity that it was like he was drinking her like he drank beer. Kagome managed another cry and tried to force her hands out of the other man's grasp, but she couldn't budge. In fact, the man had gotten so impatient that he actually started to suck and kiss down her arms, while the other man enjoyed what he was doing to her down below.
The man behind her simply watched amused before he got up and walked away, stating to his friends that they should come and find him when they had finished. They answered him without ever breaking their rhythm. Kagome cried and cried since there was nothing else she could do about it all. Then, the one who had been drinking her stopped and crawled his way up her body, giving her a gentle kiss that soon turned malicious and painful. She felt his tongue probing in her mouth, as she lay there passively, unable to do anything more. She prayed that Inuyasha would come find her, but then she remembered that she told him two weeks, which would be up tomorrow. He wouldn't like having to wait that long but she had a feeling he knew why she chose that long so he, for the safety of both himself and Kagome, didn't come to find her and drag her back to the past. For the first time in her life, Kagome wished that his stubbornness would overtake him and he would come for her; and when he found she was not where she should be then he would follow her scent until he did find her. However, it never happened, he never came and she could do nothing about it. The man above her started thrusting into her, slow and gentle at first but then he must have thought, 'Ah, the hell with it," and increased his pace and force. It was more painful than the last one. Kagome could feel her dried blood on her legs and felt more pain than ever as the guy continued his ministrations, not bothering to lift her legs to alleviate some of the pain like the other one did. It seemed that this person not only liked giving her pain, but he liked receiving it as well. He drove into her harder and faster than before. Kagome found her voice again and screamed bloody-murder, praying that this time someone would hear her . . . but no one did. He came quickly, and painfully, and he screamed his lungs out in pure ecstasy, continuing to pump into her until every last bit of his seed was inside her. He collapsed onto her, hard, and laid there, kissing her neck gently as if they were a long-time couple, it made Kagome sick. Finally, oh finally, he rolled off her and lay panting on the ground beside her with the other man moving atop her and straddling her to prevent her from escaping. She just didn't care anymore because she didn't think things could get any worse. The man on the ground asked his friend if he needed any help and he responded with a yes. Then, as the previous one went and held her legs again, kissing them lovingly, the man atop her brought her hands down from over her head and forced her hand to wrap around his erection, which he had taken out a long time ago. For Kagome, when all this was happening it was all a haze to her since she stopped caring at this point, yet she knew perfectly well what was going on and so she remembered every last detail clear as day. She sat rocking on the ground, her arms still wrapped tight around her as a shield to the outside world. The man moved her hand with his in a pumping motion, forcing her to perform masturbation on him. He moaned and groaned in pure pleasure.
"Yeah, baby," he whispered as he bucked his hips against the movements of their hands. "Oh, yes . . . just like that baby, don't stop, don't you dare stop." Kagome came to her senses and realized a way she could get back at them. She tightened her hand around him viciously and twisted. He cried out in pain and backhanded her sharply, WHACK! Kagome's head snapped to the side at such a force that she thought her neck would have surely broken, though it didn't.
"I'll get you for that," the man snarled. He moved up her body and this time bent on his hands and knees over her head. He forced her head to face forward again and the other man had to hold her down firmer because with the position she was in, if no one else was there she could have surely escaped. The man atop her forced her mouth open wide, wider than she thought it could go, and he thrust himself inside, nearly choking her. Moaning with evil pleasure, the man built up a rhythm as he pumped in and out of her mouth, burying himself deep within her throat, nearly suffocating her.
"Like that, bitch?" he sneered as he panted and increased his speed. Kagome couldn't get a sound out, she could barely breathe. When he pulled out and started push in again, Kagome clamped down on him, thinking how disgusting this whole thing was. He yelled in pain and abruptly sat up, slapping her and punching her again and again, splitting her lip. "Bitch!" he screamed. "This is what you get, bitch! You're my bitch! I own you! You never EVER do that to me again, UNDERSTAND!?" The blows were so brutal that Kagome thought she would surely die from them. They seemed to go on forever. This entire experience seemed to be eternal. It was as if these guys were actually demons and they had an endless amount of stamina. Then, as if the guy came to his senses, he stopped and slinked lower down her body. Taking one breast in his hand, he rubbed it forcefully as he sucked on the other one. Kagome writhed beneath him but it did no good because his hand and his mouth simply switched positions. The guy eventually stopped but instead of doing anything else that the other two had, he pushed up and started sucking on her shoulders, then nipping, then he was all out biting her! Kagome cried out as she felt the blood pour from her wounds and onto the cement below her, but the guy merely smiled wickedly and continued his ministrations, not caring at all.
At this point Kagome officially believed that she would die this very night. She had never in her life experienced something this vial, and that was pretty amazing considering the fact that she was constantly around demons in warring Japan. When the man finally entered her, quite painfully, she managed to hold back a muffled cry. He had to be the worst one out of the three. He slammed into her repeatedly, loving every minute of it, loving all the pain he inflicted upon her.
Kagome winced and lowered her head to the ground, her knees still bent under her.
Finally, the guy came, and it hit him hard, with his nails raking down her body creating more bleeding wounds before he fell atop her panting, not bothering to catch any of his weight. Kagome, who had nearly passed out on a few occasions, stared blankly and dejectedly at the stars above her, stars that shone too cheerily and brightly down upon this horrific scene of the purest evil Kagome had ever come across, this included her encounters with Naraku. After a few excruciatingly long minutes where Kagome could barely breathe because of the weight atop her, the man rolled over, ignoring any discomfort he might of caused Kagome, and told his friend, who was still sitting there enjoying the whole ordeal, that it was time to go. When his friend asked what they should do with "the girl" he answered that he had too soft a heart and that they would just leave her to fend for herself or until someone finds her, or until she dies, which Kagome thought was not an impossible outcome. Re-zipping his pants, the man stood and beckoned his friend to follow, then walked away without a second glance that Kagome could see. His friend, however, since he did have "a soft heart" took Kagome's belongings, laid them next to her, and then untied her hands. His friend snapped at him from around the corner and asked what the hell was taking him so long, that Kagome wasn't worth another go or his sympathy. The man sighed and looked Kagome over again, whereas she didn't even give him a glance, she simply stared up at the stars, her breathing erratic, before he turned and silently walked away, never once glancing back.
As Kagome looked back on it, she wasn't sure exactly how she got home, or how she managed to stand up and get dressed for that matter. Nevertheless, the next thing she knew was that she was under the hot shower in her home, curled in a fetal position, and crying, but most importantly, crying for Inuyasha's presence. She remembered seeing her blood mix with the water before it all fell down the drain, never to return. Her sense of safety had gone with it. Kagome lifted her head and stared blankly at the tranquil water. After she had had her shower, she locked herself in her room all the next day, saying she didn't feel well because she didn't think her family would think her pure anymore, clean. In addition to this, her wounds were so deep, both mentally and physically, that she had to keep cleaning them in order for them not to be infected more so than they already were, since she had been lying on dirty alleyway cement, so of course they had yet to fully heal. She kept replacing her bandages that took painstakingly long to put on in the first place and it was during these times that Kagome had decided that being near Inuyasha right now would not be a good thing since he would probably view her as a dirty slut. However, even with this in mind, she also decided that it would be best to stay in the past just in case those men ever came looking for her again. That's why she was where she was now, that's why she wouldn't let anyone near her, that's why she wore thick clothing, to hide the bandages, and that's why she refused to be anywhere upwind of Inuyasha because of his sensitive nose. When she remembered this, she leapt up, rolled up her sleeves at the same time, took huge handfuls of water and began rubbing it vigorously against her skin, roughly and painfully making her arms turn red and sore, though in her mind she hoped it would cleanse her. This is how Inuyasha found her.
He had gone off in a different direction, that much is true, but Sango, on some occasions, can be easily fooled. With this in mind, he actually did sort of a U-turn, avoided the campsite completely, and headed in Kagome's direction. He found her as he hid himself behind a tree, watching her. After a few moments of watching her do the same procedure over and over again, a thought came to his mind. Kagome had mentioned it once or twice before. She said it was a real problem with some people and that they had a hard time getting over it. It was something along the lines of Complimentary Obsessive Disease or something; Inuyasha couldn't quite remember it clearly, since he wasn't really paying attention when she brought it up. Anyway, that's what it looked like she had, and he certainly didn't like it . . . at all.
Finally, after a long time of this abuse and hardship, Kagome flung herself from the edge of the waters to the dirt behind her, burying her face in her arms as she sobbed loudly and painfully. Inuyasha had to, once again, hold back the impulse to go up to her and take her in his arms as a sign of comfort. More than likely, if he had in fact done that, she would have screamed, slapped him, and ran away.
Night rolled in with no stars visible whatsoever for a guide home. Kagome still lay there, her tears had stopped long ago. Now she just lay there, motionless except for the steady rhythm of her breathing. Inuyasha would have thought her dead if it weren't for that fact. He was about to jump down and carry Kagome back to camp, kicking and screaming if necessary, but at that exact moment Kagome decided to get up, wipe herself off as best she could, and head in the general direction of the camp. Inuyasha followed her silently as she walked almost in a daze. His eyes narrowed at her behavior but he marveled at her ability to maneuver deftly between the trees and around shrubs in the darkness. Usually, for humans, this blackness was too overwhelming for them and they would stop to make camp because they couldn't see an inch from their nose, but not Kagome. For some odd reason she was able to arrive safely at camp, still in her melancholy state, without a scrape on her, to Inuyasha's knowledge of course. The others greeted her warmly but she merely nodded in their direction, claiming that she was tired and wanted to go to bed. As she got her sleeping bag out and laid it on the ground, Shippo dared to hop over and try to curl up with her as he usually did. To his surprise, however, Kagome brushed him away, apologizing for the act but saying how she would like to sleep alone tonight. Shippo stared at her a little betrayed but nodded and went to where Kirara lay, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes. Sango saw this and picked him up, placing him in her lap almost lovingly. Shippo stared up at her shocked for a few moments, unable to say a word, before he smiled and snuggled into her lap more and fell asleep. Miroku smiled at this but it soon vanished once he returned his look towards Kagome. She was already in her sleeping bag with her back to them, curled up as if she were frightened of something. Inuyasha saw the whole thing.
By the time Inuyasha had finally chosen his sleeping arrangement in a tree above where Kagome lay, it was well into the early part of the morning, or night as it still was. That was fine by him, he wasn't intending on sleeping tonight, not that he would have been able to anyway. He could go a few days without sleep very easily, he would just be hard to wake up when he did drift off to sleep, but since he always kept his guard up even while he slept, those times were far and few. Sango and Miroku had fallen asleep long ago, as did Kagome. Shippo and Kirara were out as soon as they laid down and shut their eyes; but not Inuyasha, he kept awake, always staring at Kagome, trying to figure out what was wrong with her. He did that even when perched high in the tree.
By the time morning was beginning to crest along the horizon, Inuyasha had truly become worried. Kagome, during the night, had begun tossing and turning, calling out fragments of sentences, almost calling for help. One particular outburst caught Inuyasha's attention more so than all the others, that was, "No . . . don't . . . ! Please . . . ! Stop . . . ! Please . . . !" When she said that, something caught him in the pit of his stomach and ate away at him instantly. By the time his heart had leapt into his throat and stayed there, he jumped from the tree and landed silently beside Kagome's sleeping bag. He bent down, careful not to get whacked by her occasional flailing of the arms, and sniffed her once. Instantly an uncontrolled growl escaped his throat and he sniffed her again, longer this time. He could tell something was definitely wrong. Usually when she came to visit, she carried with her not only her own scent but the scents of her family as well. This time, however, things were very badly different. Her family wasn't as noticeable as they normally were, but three others, aside from Kagome's was, and they didn't smell too inviting. As he sat cross-legged beside her, his arms crossed as well, he stared at her in a scrutinizing manner. The scents seemed old, lingering almost as if they wouldn't go away. When Kagome repeating the phrase Inuyasha feared so much, he instantly knew what happened.
Normally, had this been any other time or situation, he would have let out a cry of disbelief and horror . . . however, since things were a little different, he bit his tongue. Kagome, his pure Kagome, had somehow become tainted. He couldn't tell when or how, but he knew that he was ready to kill three certain people in a heartbeat. The soft sound of cloth rustled and Inuyasha's angry gaze instantly met that of Miroku's. The noise had woken him as well and he had actually seen most of this night's display. Their eyes locked in a mutual stare and Inuyasha knew he wasn't the only one who wanted to slit a few throats.