"It doesn't matter. All that does matter is that your mother and brother have gone to a better place." With that he got up and left the room.
'Why won't he tell me? It's like he's trying to protect me from it.' Kagome thought. 'Who was it?'
Kagome is still weak and tired so she went back to sleep. The next morning when she woke, her father wasn't there. She didn't really care if he was there or not. At least she would have a time to heal from her wounds without getting new ones.
Onigumo returned home that night and decided to get drunk. He forgot about Kagome. He forgot about his messed up life. He forgot about the world. That is until the next morning when he woke up with a serious hangover.
While Onigumo was retching in the toilet he began to think about the time when he couldn't help himself. When he just had to touch what he shouldn't have.
Flashback
"Oni, what are you doing?" a very pregnant lady said as she came into Kagome's room.
Surprised, Onigumo pushed up Kagome's covers till they reached her neck and kissed her cheek. "Nothing. I'm just watching her, dear."
"If you watch her any longer she'll wake." Yuma, Kagome's mother, said.
"Well, then she'll just have to get used to it because I will watch over her for as long as I can." He says as he walks over to his wife and puts a hand on her belly. "This one will be a handful."
"Is that right? How can you tell?"
"He is a boy. And he will be just like me. Do you remember me as a boy?"
"Of course. How could I forget? You were everywhere. You were always bugging me and your parents."
"Well, I guess my bugging has paid off. You seem to be immune to it."
"I guess it must have. Come on. Let's go before she wakes and sees us."
END Flashback
He threw up more when he remembered what he did that next morning.
Flashback
It was about twelve in the afternoon. Yuma went out with her friends for exercising or whatever they do. She'll be back at around 6pm. So they, meaning Kagome and Onigumo, were all alone till then. Onigumo crept into Kagome's room and sat on the bed of the sleeping girl.
"Kagome," waking the sleeping girl.
"Daddy?" She sits up and rubs her eyes and then yawns. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing sweetie."
"Where's mommy?"
"She's out with her friends."
"We're by ourselves?"
"We are at last. Kagome, do you want to play a game with daddy?" he says as he lifts her from the bed to his lap.
"What kind of game?"
"A fun game."
"What do you have to do?"
"You have to get undress and dance around for me."
"But mommy says it's wrong to walk around naked." Kagome looked at her father warily.
"Mommy's not here, is she pumpkin? Now get undress and play the game."
"Okay… are you going to play to?"
"Yes I will but not until you stop dancing for me."
"Okay," she proceeds to take off her nightgown.
"Kagome, you have to be all the way naked to play the game." Pointing to her underwear.
"Oh… okay." She takes off her underwear and dances around.
Onigumo watches her dance around for a few minutes. He stands up and unbuttons his pants, and then takes them and his underwear off.
Kagome looks at her father with curious eyes and asks, "Daddy, are you going to play too now?"
"No, you're gonna play some more."
"I have to keep dancing?"
"No, come here baby." When she stands in front of him he gently touches the left side of her face. "I want you to do something for me, Kagome."
"What is it?" she asked staring at his enlarged member.
"Give me a hand job."
"Huh?"
"Give me your hand," he says as he sits down.
Kagome gives him her left hand and he takes it and puts it on his member.
"Move your hand up and down on it. Don't stop 'till I tell you to, okay?"
"Yes daddy," she said and started moving her hand up and down. It wasn't until she saw the pre-cum from his 'friend's' head come out then she started crying. "Daddy, I don't want to play this anymore." She started to remove her hand.
"Don't you move your hand." He grabbed her hand, "or you won't like what's going to come next."
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I don't like this game. Can we stop please?"
"No," he said thru his groans. "You just keep doing what you are doing and it will be over soon."
"I want to stop now. Daddy, please can I stop?" She stops moving her hand.
"Damn Kagome. You just can't do what I tell you to do, can you?" He grabbed her hair and pulled her to a bent over position. "Now you can take it in your mouth."
"Daddy?"
"Open your mouth, Kagome."
"Please, daddy, I-" her pleas were cut short when he rammed her mouth over his member.
"You bite me and I will slap you. Suck on it."
Kagome did what she was told. She didn't like it. It tasted like salt. She felt her father move her head up and down. Her mouth hurt. He was too big for her small mouth. She started to gag a little. Suddenly, her father's groan became more frequent and he moving her head faster. She heard a louder groan from him, and then she felt some warm creamy liquid squirt into her mouth and her father pressing down on her. She didn't want to swallow it but she had no choice since her father's grip was unrelenting. He didn't release her till the warm liquid stop squirting into her mouth. When he did, she fell back with her hand covering her mouth. Her father didn't say a word to her. He just stood up and put his things back on.
"Good girl, Gome." Then he left the room.
End Flashback
Onigumo stayed on the floor until he decided that he should at least try to make it to his bed. He was still a little drunk and he had a pounding headache. He barely managed to get to his bed before he passed out. Later that day in the night, he went back to the hospital. Kagome had been asleep when he arrived. He sat by the window to the left of her bed. He had been sitting there for about an hour before Kagome woke up.
"Father?" looking towards the window.
"Yes. It's me, Kagome," turning to look at her.
"Where did you go all day?"
"I was home. I was thinking about some things."
"Dad, do you know when I can leave?"
'Please say no' Kagome thought hard.
"No, I don't know."
'Yes!' she cheered.
"But I will find out soon enough."
'Oh man' she thought solemnly. 'I wonder if Inuyasha and the guys will be mad at me before they're sad for me. I wonder when I will talk to them again.'
