Why hello my wonderful readers! Did you have a good Christmas? I sure
hope so! Mine was good but we won't get into details for you probably
don't want to read my life.
Guess what!? I got a new pen name! Whheee!! I so happy!! ^.^ Now instead of AnimeObsessedQueen44, my new pen name is 'DragonsDesire'. Just so you guys don't get confused! ^.^
Okay, so far you know that I promised nothing bad happening in the seventh and eighth chapter. I have kept my promise but now I can do whatever I want! Hehe! Get tissues ready folks for you are in for a ride down memory lane! Hehe. . . I ain't telling you more or I'll give away the surprise! We don't want that now do we!?
Anyway, here's chapter eight to Take Flight my Dragon. Enjoy and hope ya like it! Just fore warning, some scenes are a little graphic but you probably don't care. I just don't want to be reported is all.
(Disclaimer: I really don't know why we need these. I mean you would think people already know we don't own the original characters but whatever floats their boats I'll obey. Don't own Inuyasha but own Tatsuyu and Antonio. There, now read the story.)
". . ... Means talking but, you knew that"
(((Mean bits and pieces of someone's memory. . . currently it's Sesshomaru's memories. Might change.)))
Now on with the Fic!
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Chapter 9
Sesshomaru threw down the wrench and cursed. "GODDAMMIT!"
Inuyasha poked his head out from the door that connected the garage to the house. "Something wrong Sesshomaru?"
Sesshomaru gave his brother an annoyed look and gave a short breath through his nose. "It's nothing, just a little frustrated that's all."
Inuyasha shrugged and went back inside the house, the living room radio blaring. Sesshomaru sighed, picked up the wrench and went back to his dirt bike.
He smiled; this was his pride and joy. It was the top of the line motocrosser and it has never failed him. The sides were painted blood red, and airbrushed along the sides were two great white dogs, mouths open and fangs bared. Sesshomaru's hand ran across one of the great beasts, smiling in how he got his rider name: The White Demon.
The first year Sesshomaru started the competition, at the age of ten, he earned that name. For when he raced, he raced with the determination and strength of a great demon. He maneuvered through the competition with grace and agility, his white hair flowing behind him like a tail. Sesshomaru was also ruthless and cunning, always knowing how to outsmart his opponent and he took first place. After that race he got the name the 'White Demon'. The name just stuck.
Sesshomaru shook the memories out of his head and set back to adjusting the front tire. The competition started in March and he wanted his bike to be prepped and ready a month before, which he always did (as you can see, it's February). After the tire had finally decided to be nice and work with him, he finished and sighed in relief. Slowly stretching, he put the bike cover over his bike and went inside.
Inuyasha was sitting in the living room, a horror novel in his hand with Godsmack blaring on the CD player (that band rocks! Yeah! ^.^). Sesshomaru chuckled. He didn't know how Inuyasha could read a book with that stuff blaring. He needed peace and quiet to read. (I'm like Inuyasha. . . I can read and listen to music! I'm multi-talented! ^_^)
"Don't you think it would be better to read without the music on?" Sesshomaru said loudly for his brother to hear him. Inuyasha just waved a hand in his direction and went back to his book. Sesshomaru chuckled and went into the kitchen to make himself a sandwich.
Just as he entered the phone rang, the loud ringing just barely heard over the music. Sesshomaru shouted for his brother to turn down the music and then answered the phone. "Hello?"
. . . No answer.
He tried again, "Hello?"
. . . Nothing. Sesshomaru shrugged and was about to hang up the phone when someone finally said something.
". . . How's your mother, she still living?" the person chuckled.
The person's voice was only a whisper, however, Sesshomaru heard every word. Sesshomaru dropped the phone, clattering when it hit the tiled floor. Slowly he backed away till his backside came in contact with the counter. Leaning against it for support, he felt his heart racing and his breathing becoming louder. Something in that man's voice, yes it was a man, told him that he should fear him.
Inuyasha came into the kitchen and stretched. "So, who was. . ." His question trailed off when he saw Sesshomaru sitting on the floor, his knees drawn up to his chest and arms wrapped around his legs. "Sesshomaru?" Inuyasha asked quietly. Slowly he walked over, kneeling beside his brother who appeared to be shaking. "Hey man, you okay?"
Sesshomaru gave a shuddering breath, "I-I'm not so sure, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru's gaze landed on the phone forgotten on the floor, Inuyasha followed his gaze. He heard his brother speak, "It might have been a prank. H-he sounded cruel, as if he knew that she wasn't here. H-he asked h-how. . . how mother was."
Inuyasha's breath caught in his throat. Who would DARE to bring up something that painful to Sesshomaru!? Inuyasha sat next to his brother and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. He felt Sesshomaru lean slightly into the embrace and Inuyasha sighed.
"It's okay, Sesshomaru. It was just some dumbass prick that probably just wanted to mess with your head." Replied Inuyasha. Sesshomaru put his chin on his knees and sighed. Inuyasha rubbed his back. "Don't worry, everything's fine."
Sesshomaru gave a meek nod and unraveled himself on the floor. Standing up, he straightened his shoulders and looked at Inuyasha, who stood with him. "You're right. I'll be fine," he looked out the window, "It's only a distant memory. . ."
Despite that fact, he still felt something was going to happen. . . and he wasn't going to like it.
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Tatsuyu gave a grunt as she came in contact with the living room table. Well, at least the bruise would be on her thigh and not on her face; she had enough there to begin with. Not to mention the lovely cuts on her arm and a cut lip. Just another day, another beating from her father.
Naraku grabbed his daughter by the arm and threw her into the wall, pinning her there with his own body. Tatsuyu struggled, but it only led to another slap to the face. "Your struggles are futile. Why don't you just stop?"
"Because I will not submit myself to the likes of you!" She sneered, her eyes narrowed in anger. Her eyes went wide when something cold and hard slid across her stomach. Not hard enough to be critical, but enough to draw blood. Tatsuyu gave a hiss in pain and stopped her movements.
Naraku smirked, "I knew you would resist." He threw her to the ground and started up the stairs, turning his head and saying, "Next time don't mouth off to me and you'll be spared the real pain." He disappeared. Tatsuyu slowly got up and made her way towards the kitchen. Moving to the sink, she grabbed the rag and pressed it against her wound, giving a small pain filled moan.
Someone opened the swinging door to the kitchen and she tensed.
"T-tats!? What happened?!"
Her eyes went wide and she spun on her heels, Shippo coming into her vision. His face was a mask of worry and he ran over to her. "Tats! Who did this?!" He exclaimed, tears forming in his eyes.
Tatsuyu placed a hand to his cheek, "It's alright Shippo. I'll be fine, just a little scratch is all." She tried to give a reassuring smile but failed miserably. She was never all right when her father beat her.
Shippo stared at her for a minute, trying to decipher what she was saying. Finally something dawned on him and he gasped. "F-father did this, didn't he?" his voice barely a whisper. Tatsuyu's eyes widened and she started stuttering.
"O-of course not! W-why w-would he d-do something l-like this?" She knew she didn't sound the least bit convincing but she had to try.
Shippo gave her a hard stare. "Tats, I may be seven but I am not blind. You always seem to get hurt whenever you're around him! Tell me straight! He's the one doing this isn't he?!"
Tatsuyu had tears in her eyes. She never wanted him to figure this out. Never. Tatsuyu let her tears fall as she fell to her knees, taking Shippo into her arms. "I'm sorry Shippo. I'm so sorry. I just didn't want you to worry. I didn't want you to get hurt yourself!"
"You only made me worry even more when you didn't tell me! Why didn't you tell me?" he whispered in her ear.
She loosened her grip to she could stare straight into his eyes. "Because. . . because you love father so much and. . . and I knew if you found out he would do something to you, and I couldn't have that."
Shippo shook his head and said, "Yes, I love him, but if I lost you. . ." He gave a shuddering breath, "I would be crushed." Tatsuyu bit her bottom lip and hugged him fiercely. Shippo wrapped him arms around her neck, his own tears falling. "No more secrets Tats. No more. . ."
Tatsuyu shook her head, "No more secrets. But listen, you can't tell father you know. Not even Sesshomaru or the gang. You have to promise me that."
Shippo gave her a weird look, "Why not Sesshomaru? Maybe he can. . ."
Tatsuyu interrupted him, "Please Shippo! This has to stay in this house! Promise me! Please." Shippo sighed but silently agreed.
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Sesshomaru sat at the kitchen table, his sandwich untouched. Ever since that phone call he's been on edge and restless. Something about that man's voice seemed familiar. He knew he should know, but it just eluded him. Dammit, why couldn't he remember?!
The phone rang again interrupting his thoughts and he went to answer it. "Hello?"
. . . No answer.
"Listen, whoever you are, I may not know who you are but I'm calling the police so I suggest you stop your childish games."
"Ah but you do know me, Sesshomaru. You know me very well. . . my son."
Sesshomaru's breath hitched as the man kept talking, "Well, well, well. Are we surprised Sesshomaru? You aren't saying anything." He chuckled. Sesshomaru's hand shook the phone, his breathing ragged.
Before he dropped the phone he said, "Stay away from me!" The phone once again clattered to the floor as he tore out of the kitchen and he ran upstairs and into his room, locking the door behind him. Inuyasha heard his brother yell and went to see what happened. Hearing his brother's door shut he ran to the kitchen, picked up the phone and said hello.
He received no answer and he hung the phone back up. Getting an idea he picked the phone off the receiver and dialed Tatsuyu's number. Maybe she knew what to do about all this.
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The phone rang, interrupting any other thoughts that were going to be said. Tatsuyu quickly wiped away her tears and answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Tats? It's Inuyasha. . ." His voice seemed a little strained.
Tatsuyu became concerned, "Inuyasha? What's wrong? Is everything okay?"
She heard him take a deep breath. "No, things aren't all okay. We had a strange caller for the last two hours and it's gotten to Sesshomaru. Just now he came running out of the kitchen, yelling something into the receiver before. Now he's locked up in his room and I know he won't come out."
"Do you know what he yelled?"
He took another deep breath and replied, "Something about keeping away from something. I think he meant himself. Tats. . . I think I know who it is. . . I think it's 'him'."
Tatsuyu's body tensed. She said firmly into the phone, "I'm coming over." Giving a goodbye, she hung up the phone and looked at Shippo. "Listen, Sesshomaru isn't feeling quite well. You want to go see him?" He nodded his head. "Okay, go tell dad that we're going for a ride to see a friend and we'll be back in a while. I'm going to go get this wrapped up." She pointed to her stomach.
Shippo went upstairs and she attended to her wounds. She looked out the window, "Hang in there, Sesshomaru. I'm coming."
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There was a knock on the door and Inuyasha raced to get it. "I'm glad you came."
Tatsuyu nodded her head; most of it covered in layers of cover up, and took off her jacket. Inuyasha spotted Shippo and smiled, "Hey midget, you wanna play a new game I got?"
Shippo grinned and nodded his head vigorously. Inuyasha smiled and turned to Tatsuyu, "Sesshomaru is still up in his room. I tried to get in but he wouldn't let me. You might have more luck than I did." Tatsuyu nodded her head and made her way up the stairs, Inuyasha and Shippo going into the living room to play Playstation 2.
When she reached the right door, she tested the doorknob. Yep, locked just like Inuyasha said. She knocked lightly on the door, "Sesshomaru?" She heard the sound of clothes ruffling and she waited patiently. The door opened and she smiled, "Hey baby. You okay?"
Sesshomaru smiled and let her in, locking the door behind him. He looked tired and his hair was messed up, as if he was running his hands through it many times. Turning back to her, he brought her into a hug, sighing into her hair. "I am now." He said. Tatsuyu smiled and hugged him back. Sesshomaru whispered, "But I don't know how long that will last for."
Tatsuyu pulled back slightly, "What do you mean by that?" Sesshomaru pulled away and walked to the ledge of his window. He sat down and sighed.
Turning to Tatsuyu he said, "We've been getting calls from someone, calls that bring up many painful things. This one call, I threatened to call the police. The person then said who he was. . ." Sesshomaru swallowed hard, "H-he said he was my fa. . ." His words trailed off and Tatsuyu gave a look of confusion.
Sesshomaru's body went rigid and he looked away. Tatsuyu walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Sesshomaru? Baby?"
His gaze met hers and he started to shake. Her eyes widened, "Oh god! INUYASHA!" Sesshomaru fell to the floor, grabbing her shirt and taking her with him. She fell with a grunt and Sesshomaru now had a hold of her wrist. "Sesshomaru!" Her plea went unheard as the seizure took hold.
There was pounding on the door, "Tats! What's going on in there!?"
"Sesshomaru's having a seizure but I can't get to the door!" Tatsuyu shouted back, looking at Sesshomaru. She almost cried. His head was thrown back in pain, the veins on his neck sticking out, and his mouth open in silent agony. She heard Inuyasha pounding against the door, but to no avail. It held fast.
Sesshomaru's eyes suddenly flew open and he let out a loud scream, his whole body arching off the ground. Tears formed in his eyes and spilled down his face. He jerked Tatsuyu's wrist and she fell on top of him, her head now resting on his right shoulder. His other arm came around and wrapped itself around waist, not letting her get up.
Tatsuyu wrapped her free arm around his shoulders and tried to calm him down, however, what hit her next made her shiver in fear. Sesshomaru's thoughts hit her like a gust of wind trying to knock her over.
(((Sesshomaru walked up to the door of his house, sounds of someone struggling reached his ears. Quickly he opened the door and was shown a horrific sight. . .)))
Sesshomaru's grip tightened and Tatsuyu gasped.
(((Sesshomaru looked in to see his father slamming his large fist into the face of his mother who already had bruises on her face. His face went red with anger, "What are you doing?! Get away from her!" he shouted, and lunged himself at the taller man.
The man dropped the broken woman and turned just in time to catch his son by the throat. "Ah, so you have come home. Good. You can watch me get rid of the trash." He chuckled and threw his son against the wall, kicking him in the stomach. . .)))
Tatsuyu let out a small sob and squeezed her eyes shut. The memories were coming hard and fast and it hurt her head.
(((Sesshomaru picked himself off the ground and once again tried to attack, only this time he came in contact with a fist. He heard his mother scream as he fell to the floor. His father smirked and went back to his other victim.
He yanked her off the ground by the hair and produced a switchblade from his back pocket. He stared at his son who was struggling to get to his feet. "Ever wonder how far someone's blood could squirt out of a wound?" He questioned. "Let's find out shall we?" He brought the blade to her throat and in one quick movement cut her throat.
"NO!!". . .)))
Sesshomaru gave another scream and brought his head up to Tatsuyu's neck. Unconsciously he bit down, hard. The taste of blood reached his lips yet he didn't pull away, needing something to focus his anger on.
Tatsuyu yelped at the added pain to her body as she felt the skin break. More memories flooded her vision.
(((Sesshomaru's mother gave a gurgled scream as her body slumped to the ground, falling into her own blood that surrounded her figure. His father smirked and walked towards his son. Sesshomaru looked at the man, hatred burning deep within his heart.
Sesshomaru growled, "You bastard!" he lunged again. Sesshomaru's father just grabbed his left arm and with the blade, stabbed it straight into the top half of his son's arm. Sesshomaru gave a yell of pain and another fist connected with his face. He fell against the wall, his father grabbing both his wrists and pinning them above his head. He grounded his hips into him so he couldn't escape.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" His father looked him up and down. "Oh I know what we have. We have a delectable piece of meat that needs to be tenderized."
"Get the fuck off my you bastard!" Said Sesshomaru through clenched teeth. His father only smiled and brought the blade across Sesshomaru's stomach. Sesshomaru's eyes shut closed as he gave a pain filled moan. . .)))
Tatsuyu was crying freely now, her own body shaking.
(((Sesshomaru's father chuckled and dropped the knife. "Hmmm. . . you really shouldn't talk like that. You could get hurt." He brought his face closer to his son's, "Maybe you need to be punished."
Sesshomaru felt his father's tongue making its way up his cheek and he squirmed. His father only smirked and then brought his lips to his son's, pressing firmly enough to leave bruises to Sesshomaru's pale lips. He ran a hand down his son's body, liking the feel of the toned chest. His hand came to rest against Sesshomaru's lower region and Sesshomaru bucked his hips and moaned into his Father's mouth. This only made his father happy.
He ended the kiss and stared at his son, lust deep in his own amber eyes. "Oh. . . so responsive. I'm really going to enjoy myself tonight." Sesshomaru once again tried to escape the iron grip, but to no gain. When his father hit him again he blacked out, not waking until he was on his bed naked. . .)))
Tatsuyu was literally sobbing as she watched the whole rape scene again. Sesshomaru was crying also, his body shaking. So this is what he sees when he has seizures? Tatsuyu grabbed Sesshomaru as if he was her lifeline. Sesshomaru did the same as they both shared his pain.
Sesshomaru arched his back again and gave one final scream, a scream that matched the one in his thoughts when his father gave on last thrust. His body finally went slack and he fell unconscious.
Tatsuyu slowly crawled on her hands and knees and shook violently. Her head hurt as if someone was squeezing it between metal. She felt dizzy; the whole room was spinning, reality mixing with his memories. She saw him, standing there laughing at his son, then he would disappear to only reappear seconds later.
Tatsuyu looked back at Sesshomaru, her blood staining his lips and his hair clinged to his face from sweat. His breathing was uneven and his body was still tense even in an unconscious state of mind. Another part of his memory came to her and it made her stomach flinch. Turning her head away she vomited the contents in her stomach, the memory unsettling.
Tatsuyu was unaware of the door being forced open to produce Inuyasha before she fell next to Sesshomaru, her head resting against his shoulder as she too lost consciousness, only to be cursed with Sesshomaru's memories playing evil games inside her own unconscious mind.
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*hiding under a table* Alright, now I know you want to kill me. I myself can't believe I wrote that but I needed to! How else were you going to find out more about Sesshomaru's past?! Okay I probably could have been a little more lenient but I love writing angst stories so you'll just have to bear with me.
I promise you this, however, this will have a happy ending, for I love sad stories that have a happy ending so it's only natural that I make one like that. However that doesn't mean I'm letting up on the drama. I'm just not like that. ^_^
Anyway. . . chapter done, hope ya like (please don't kill me!), R&R please and thank you and stay tuned for another chapter to the story Take Flight my Dragon!
Ja ne!
*hides further under the table* PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! I BEG OF YOU! PLEASE HAVE A HEART!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! *throws streamers and has on a party hat* HAPPY 2004!!!
Guess what!? I got a new pen name! Whheee!! I so happy!! ^.^ Now instead of AnimeObsessedQueen44, my new pen name is 'DragonsDesire'. Just so you guys don't get confused! ^.^
Okay, so far you know that I promised nothing bad happening in the seventh and eighth chapter. I have kept my promise but now I can do whatever I want! Hehe! Get tissues ready folks for you are in for a ride down memory lane! Hehe. . . I ain't telling you more or I'll give away the surprise! We don't want that now do we!?
Anyway, here's chapter eight to Take Flight my Dragon. Enjoy and hope ya like it! Just fore warning, some scenes are a little graphic but you probably don't care. I just don't want to be reported is all.
(Disclaimer: I really don't know why we need these. I mean you would think people already know we don't own the original characters but whatever floats their boats I'll obey. Don't own Inuyasha but own Tatsuyu and Antonio. There, now read the story.)
". . ... Means talking but, you knew that"
(((Mean bits and pieces of someone's memory. . . currently it's Sesshomaru's memories. Might change.)))
Now on with the Fic!
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Chapter 9
Sesshomaru threw down the wrench and cursed. "GODDAMMIT!"
Inuyasha poked his head out from the door that connected the garage to the house. "Something wrong Sesshomaru?"
Sesshomaru gave his brother an annoyed look and gave a short breath through his nose. "It's nothing, just a little frustrated that's all."
Inuyasha shrugged and went back inside the house, the living room radio blaring. Sesshomaru sighed, picked up the wrench and went back to his dirt bike.
He smiled; this was his pride and joy. It was the top of the line motocrosser and it has never failed him. The sides were painted blood red, and airbrushed along the sides were two great white dogs, mouths open and fangs bared. Sesshomaru's hand ran across one of the great beasts, smiling in how he got his rider name: The White Demon.
The first year Sesshomaru started the competition, at the age of ten, he earned that name. For when he raced, he raced with the determination and strength of a great demon. He maneuvered through the competition with grace and agility, his white hair flowing behind him like a tail. Sesshomaru was also ruthless and cunning, always knowing how to outsmart his opponent and he took first place. After that race he got the name the 'White Demon'. The name just stuck.
Sesshomaru shook the memories out of his head and set back to adjusting the front tire. The competition started in March and he wanted his bike to be prepped and ready a month before, which he always did (as you can see, it's February). After the tire had finally decided to be nice and work with him, he finished and sighed in relief. Slowly stretching, he put the bike cover over his bike and went inside.
Inuyasha was sitting in the living room, a horror novel in his hand with Godsmack blaring on the CD player (that band rocks! Yeah! ^.^). Sesshomaru chuckled. He didn't know how Inuyasha could read a book with that stuff blaring. He needed peace and quiet to read. (I'm like Inuyasha. . . I can read and listen to music! I'm multi-talented! ^_^)
"Don't you think it would be better to read without the music on?" Sesshomaru said loudly for his brother to hear him. Inuyasha just waved a hand in his direction and went back to his book. Sesshomaru chuckled and went into the kitchen to make himself a sandwich.
Just as he entered the phone rang, the loud ringing just barely heard over the music. Sesshomaru shouted for his brother to turn down the music and then answered the phone. "Hello?"
. . . No answer.
He tried again, "Hello?"
. . . Nothing. Sesshomaru shrugged and was about to hang up the phone when someone finally said something.
". . . How's your mother, she still living?" the person chuckled.
The person's voice was only a whisper, however, Sesshomaru heard every word. Sesshomaru dropped the phone, clattering when it hit the tiled floor. Slowly he backed away till his backside came in contact with the counter. Leaning against it for support, he felt his heart racing and his breathing becoming louder. Something in that man's voice, yes it was a man, told him that he should fear him.
Inuyasha came into the kitchen and stretched. "So, who was. . ." His question trailed off when he saw Sesshomaru sitting on the floor, his knees drawn up to his chest and arms wrapped around his legs. "Sesshomaru?" Inuyasha asked quietly. Slowly he walked over, kneeling beside his brother who appeared to be shaking. "Hey man, you okay?"
Sesshomaru gave a shuddering breath, "I-I'm not so sure, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru's gaze landed on the phone forgotten on the floor, Inuyasha followed his gaze. He heard his brother speak, "It might have been a prank. H-he sounded cruel, as if he knew that she wasn't here. H-he asked h-how. . . how mother was."
Inuyasha's breath caught in his throat. Who would DARE to bring up something that painful to Sesshomaru!? Inuyasha sat next to his brother and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. He felt Sesshomaru lean slightly into the embrace and Inuyasha sighed.
"It's okay, Sesshomaru. It was just some dumbass prick that probably just wanted to mess with your head." Replied Inuyasha. Sesshomaru put his chin on his knees and sighed. Inuyasha rubbed his back. "Don't worry, everything's fine."
Sesshomaru gave a meek nod and unraveled himself on the floor. Standing up, he straightened his shoulders and looked at Inuyasha, who stood with him. "You're right. I'll be fine," he looked out the window, "It's only a distant memory. . ."
Despite that fact, he still felt something was going to happen. . . and he wasn't going to like it.
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Tatsuyu gave a grunt as she came in contact with the living room table. Well, at least the bruise would be on her thigh and not on her face; she had enough there to begin with. Not to mention the lovely cuts on her arm and a cut lip. Just another day, another beating from her father.
Naraku grabbed his daughter by the arm and threw her into the wall, pinning her there with his own body. Tatsuyu struggled, but it only led to another slap to the face. "Your struggles are futile. Why don't you just stop?"
"Because I will not submit myself to the likes of you!" She sneered, her eyes narrowed in anger. Her eyes went wide when something cold and hard slid across her stomach. Not hard enough to be critical, but enough to draw blood. Tatsuyu gave a hiss in pain and stopped her movements.
Naraku smirked, "I knew you would resist." He threw her to the ground and started up the stairs, turning his head and saying, "Next time don't mouth off to me and you'll be spared the real pain." He disappeared. Tatsuyu slowly got up and made her way towards the kitchen. Moving to the sink, she grabbed the rag and pressed it against her wound, giving a small pain filled moan.
Someone opened the swinging door to the kitchen and she tensed.
"T-tats!? What happened?!"
Her eyes went wide and she spun on her heels, Shippo coming into her vision. His face was a mask of worry and he ran over to her. "Tats! Who did this?!" He exclaimed, tears forming in his eyes.
Tatsuyu placed a hand to his cheek, "It's alright Shippo. I'll be fine, just a little scratch is all." She tried to give a reassuring smile but failed miserably. She was never all right when her father beat her.
Shippo stared at her for a minute, trying to decipher what she was saying. Finally something dawned on him and he gasped. "F-father did this, didn't he?" his voice barely a whisper. Tatsuyu's eyes widened and she started stuttering.
"O-of course not! W-why w-would he d-do something l-like this?" She knew she didn't sound the least bit convincing but she had to try.
Shippo gave her a hard stare. "Tats, I may be seven but I am not blind. You always seem to get hurt whenever you're around him! Tell me straight! He's the one doing this isn't he?!"
Tatsuyu had tears in her eyes. She never wanted him to figure this out. Never. Tatsuyu let her tears fall as she fell to her knees, taking Shippo into her arms. "I'm sorry Shippo. I'm so sorry. I just didn't want you to worry. I didn't want you to get hurt yourself!"
"You only made me worry even more when you didn't tell me! Why didn't you tell me?" he whispered in her ear.
She loosened her grip to she could stare straight into his eyes. "Because. . . because you love father so much and. . . and I knew if you found out he would do something to you, and I couldn't have that."
Shippo shook his head and said, "Yes, I love him, but if I lost you. . ." He gave a shuddering breath, "I would be crushed." Tatsuyu bit her bottom lip and hugged him fiercely. Shippo wrapped him arms around her neck, his own tears falling. "No more secrets Tats. No more. . ."
Tatsuyu shook her head, "No more secrets. But listen, you can't tell father you know. Not even Sesshomaru or the gang. You have to promise me that."
Shippo gave her a weird look, "Why not Sesshomaru? Maybe he can. . ."
Tatsuyu interrupted him, "Please Shippo! This has to stay in this house! Promise me! Please." Shippo sighed but silently agreed.
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Sesshomaru sat at the kitchen table, his sandwich untouched. Ever since that phone call he's been on edge and restless. Something about that man's voice seemed familiar. He knew he should know, but it just eluded him. Dammit, why couldn't he remember?!
The phone rang again interrupting his thoughts and he went to answer it. "Hello?"
. . . No answer.
"Listen, whoever you are, I may not know who you are but I'm calling the police so I suggest you stop your childish games."
"Ah but you do know me, Sesshomaru. You know me very well. . . my son."
Sesshomaru's breath hitched as the man kept talking, "Well, well, well. Are we surprised Sesshomaru? You aren't saying anything." He chuckled. Sesshomaru's hand shook the phone, his breathing ragged.
Before he dropped the phone he said, "Stay away from me!" The phone once again clattered to the floor as he tore out of the kitchen and he ran upstairs and into his room, locking the door behind him. Inuyasha heard his brother yell and went to see what happened. Hearing his brother's door shut he ran to the kitchen, picked up the phone and said hello.
He received no answer and he hung the phone back up. Getting an idea he picked the phone off the receiver and dialed Tatsuyu's number. Maybe she knew what to do about all this.
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The phone rang, interrupting any other thoughts that were going to be said. Tatsuyu quickly wiped away her tears and answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Tats? It's Inuyasha. . ." His voice seemed a little strained.
Tatsuyu became concerned, "Inuyasha? What's wrong? Is everything okay?"
She heard him take a deep breath. "No, things aren't all okay. We had a strange caller for the last two hours and it's gotten to Sesshomaru. Just now he came running out of the kitchen, yelling something into the receiver before. Now he's locked up in his room and I know he won't come out."
"Do you know what he yelled?"
He took another deep breath and replied, "Something about keeping away from something. I think he meant himself. Tats. . . I think I know who it is. . . I think it's 'him'."
Tatsuyu's body tensed. She said firmly into the phone, "I'm coming over." Giving a goodbye, she hung up the phone and looked at Shippo. "Listen, Sesshomaru isn't feeling quite well. You want to go see him?" He nodded his head. "Okay, go tell dad that we're going for a ride to see a friend and we'll be back in a while. I'm going to go get this wrapped up." She pointed to her stomach.
Shippo went upstairs and she attended to her wounds. She looked out the window, "Hang in there, Sesshomaru. I'm coming."
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There was a knock on the door and Inuyasha raced to get it. "I'm glad you came."
Tatsuyu nodded her head; most of it covered in layers of cover up, and took off her jacket. Inuyasha spotted Shippo and smiled, "Hey midget, you wanna play a new game I got?"
Shippo grinned and nodded his head vigorously. Inuyasha smiled and turned to Tatsuyu, "Sesshomaru is still up in his room. I tried to get in but he wouldn't let me. You might have more luck than I did." Tatsuyu nodded her head and made her way up the stairs, Inuyasha and Shippo going into the living room to play Playstation 2.
When she reached the right door, she tested the doorknob. Yep, locked just like Inuyasha said. She knocked lightly on the door, "Sesshomaru?" She heard the sound of clothes ruffling and she waited patiently. The door opened and she smiled, "Hey baby. You okay?"
Sesshomaru smiled and let her in, locking the door behind him. He looked tired and his hair was messed up, as if he was running his hands through it many times. Turning back to her, he brought her into a hug, sighing into her hair. "I am now." He said. Tatsuyu smiled and hugged him back. Sesshomaru whispered, "But I don't know how long that will last for."
Tatsuyu pulled back slightly, "What do you mean by that?" Sesshomaru pulled away and walked to the ledge of his window. He sat down and sighed.
Turning to Tatsuyu he said, "We've been getting calls from someone, calls that bring up many painful things. This one call, I threatened to call the police. The person then said who he was. . ." Sesshomaru swallowed hard, "H-he said he was my fa. . ." His words trailed off and Tatsuyu gave a look of confusion.
Sesshomaru's body went rigid and he looked away. Tatsuyu walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Sesshomaru? Baby?"
His gaze met hers and he started to shake. Her eyes widened, "Oh god! INUYASHA!" Sesshomaru fell to the floor, grabbing her shirt and taking her with him. She fell with a grunt and Sesshomaru now had a hold of her wrist. "Sesshomaru!" Her plea went unheard as the seizure took hold.
There was pounding on the door, "Tats! What's going on in there!?"
"Sesshomaru's having a seizure but I can't get to the door!" Tatsuyu shouted back, looking at Sesshomaru. She almost cried. His head was thrown back in pain, the veins on his neck sticking out, and his mouth open in silent agony. She heard Inuyasha pounding against the door, but to no avail. It held fast.
Sesshomaru's eyes suddenly flew open and he let out a loud scream, his whole body arching off the ground. Tears formed in his eyes and spilled down his face. He jerked Tatsuyu's wrist and she fell on top of him, her head now resting on his right shoulder. His other arm came around and wrapped itself around waist, not letting her get up.
Tatsuyu wrapped her free arm around his shoulders and tried to calm him down, however, what hit her next made her shiver in fear. Sesshomaru's thoughts hit her like a gust of wind trying to knock her over.
(((Sesshomaru walked up to the door of his house, sounds of someone struggling reached his ears. Quickly he opened the door and was shown a horrific sight. . .)))
Sesshomaru's grip tightened and Tatsuyu gasped.
(((Sesshomaru looked in to see his father slamming his large fist into the face of his mother who already had bruises on her face. His face went red with anger, "What are you doing?! Get away from her!" he shouted, and lunged himself at the taller man.
The man dropped the broken woman and turned just in time to catch his son by the throat. "Ah, so you have come home. Good. You can watch me get rid of the trash." He chuckled and threw his son against the wall, kicking him in the stomach. . .)))
Tatsuyu let out a small sob and squeezed her eyes shut. The memories were coming hard and fast and it hurt her head.
(((Sesshomaru picked himself off the ground and once again tried to attack, only this time he came in contact with a fist. He heard his mother scream as he fell to the floor. His father smirked and went back to his other victim.
He yanked her off the ground by the hair and produced a switchblade from his back pocket. He stared at his son who was struggling to get to his feet. "Ever wonder how far someone's blood could squirt out of a wound?" He questioned. "Let's find out shall we?" He brought the blade to her throat and in one quick movement cut her throat.
"NO!!". . .)))
Sesshomaru gave another scream and brought his head up to Tatsuyu's neck. Unconsciously he bit down, hard. The taste of blood reached his lips yet he didn't pull away, needing something to focus his anger on.
Tatsuyu yelped at the added pain to her body as she felt the skin break. More memories flooded her vision.
(((Sesshomaru's mother gave a gurgled scream as her body slumped to the ground, falling into her own blood that surrounded her figure. His father smirked and walked towards his son. Sesshomaru looked at the man, hatred burning deep within his heart.
Sesshomaru growled, "You bastard!" he lunged again. Sesshomaru's father just grabbed his left arm and with the blade, stabbed it straight into the top half of his son's arm. Sesshomaru gave a yell of pain and another fist connected with his face. He fell against the wall, his father grabbing both his wrists and pinning them above his head. He grounded his hips into him so he couldn't escape.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" His father looked him up and down. "Oh I know what we have. We have a delectable piece of meat that needs to be tenderized."
"Get the fuck off my you bastard!" Said Sesshomaru through clenched teeth. His father only smiled and brought the blade across Sesshomaru's stomach. Sesshomaru's eyes shut closed as he gave a pain filled moan. . .)))
Tatsuyu was crying freely now, her own body shaking.
(((Sesshomaru's father chuckled and dropped the knife. "Hmmm. . . you really shouldn't talk like that. You could get hurt." He brought his face closer to his son's, "Maybe you need to be punished."
Sesshomaru felt his father's tongue making its way up his cheek and he squirmed. His father only smirked and then brought his lips to his son's, pressing firmly enough to leave bruises to Sesshomaru's pale lips. He ran a hand down his son's body, liking the feel of the toned chest. His hand came to rest against Sesshomaru's lower region and Sesshomaru bucked his hips and moaned into his Father's mouth. This only made his father happy.
He ended the kiss and stared at his son, lust deep in his own amber eyes. "Oh. . . so responsive. I'm really going to enjoy myself tonight." Sesshomaru once again tried to escape the iron grip, but to no gain. When his father hit him again he blacked out, not waking until he was on his bed naked. . .)))
Tatsuyu was literally sobbing as she watched the whole rape scene again. Sesshomaru was crying also, his body shaking. So this is what he sees when he has seizures? Tatsuyu grabbed Sesshomaru as if he was her lifeline. Sesshomaru did the same as they both shared his pain.
Sesshomaru arched his back again and gave one final scream, a scream that matched the one in his thoughts when his father gave on last thrust. His body finally went slack and he fell unconscious.
Tatsuyu slowly crawled on her hands and knees and shook violently. Her head hurt as if someone was squeezing it between metal. She felt dizzy; the whole room was spinning, reality mixing with his memories. She saw him, standing there laughing at his son, then he would disappear to only reappear seconds later.
Tatsuyu looked back at Sesshomaru, her blood staining his lips and his hair clinged to his face from sweat. His breathing was uneven and his body was still tense even in an unconscious state of mind. Another part of his memory came to her and it made her stomach flinch. Turning her head away she vomited the contents in her stomach, the memory unsettling.
Tatsuyu was unaware of the door being forced open to produce Inuyasha before she fell next to Sesshomaru, her head resting against his shoulder as she too lost consciousness, only to be cursed with Sesshomaru's memories playing evil games inside her own unconscious mind.
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*hiding under a table* Alright, now I know you want to kill me. I myself can't believe I wrote that but I needed to! How else were you going to find out more about Sesshomaru's past?! Okay I probably could have been a little more lenient but I love writing angst stories so you'll just have to bear with me.
I promise you this, however, this will have a happy ending, for I love sad stories that have a happy ending so it's only natural that I make one like that. However that doesn't mean I'm letting up on the drama. I'm just not like that. ^_^
Anyway. . . chapter done, hope ya like (please don't kill me!), R&R please and thank you and stay tuned for another chapter to the story Take Flight my Dragon!
Ja ne!
*hides further under the table* PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! I BEG OF YOU! PLEASE HAVE A HEART!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! *throws streamers and has on a party hat* HAPPY 2004!!!