A/N: Okay, I got an amazinglly high amount of people who said they wanted to see the abuse part (How sadistic! Hehe, JK!) so ...uh... be careful what you wish for loves.

Also, last chapter when Inu's eyes turned red, he wasnt turning into a demon, he was just so angry that his demon side momentarily dictated his actions, rather than his dominant human side.

All's Fair in Love and War

Chapter Six

Ruined Flesh

The man smiled sickly at him, his thin lips curled in a way that would make small children run away screaming. Inu Yasha froze in his position, too afraid to move, to speak, to breathe. So scared in fact he would have sworn that his heart stopped beating. His eyes were wide with fear and the man just sat smiling, staring at him. Finally he got up and rose above Inu Yasha lifting his hands to the boys face so that he tightly squeezed either sides of his cheeks, pursing his lips into an hourglass shape.

"Just then." he spoke "You...you looked just like her..." his eyes softened for the first time in what seemed like forever, but only for a fraction of a second. That look alone scared Inu Yasha more than any angry yell, any ice cold glare he had ever recieved.

It was the last thing he saw before he was shoved backwards.

He fell back from the push and landed on the table, skidding backwards but stopping due to the friction of his skin against the glass table top. Wincing from the healing wound of the cut he had recieved earlier, he looked up squinting at the man.

'Could this be all he was going to do to me? Did being reminded of his mother make the man stop?' Inu Yasha wondered to himself. The man started chuckling darkly to himself and this sent chills down Inu Yasha's spine, a feeling he was well accustomed to. Inu Yasha tried to get himself up and of the table, fearing that it would break and the dlass would cut him. However. He didnt have to do it himself because his fathers foot came slamming into his side pushing him off the table and causing him to roll on the floor a couple times.

Quickly, Inu yasha curled inward, wrapping his arms around his head and tucking his knees in to his stomach. He clenched his eyes shut, trying to will it, no, wish it all away. His eyes fluttered open slightly and he turned his head around just enough to see his fathers back with his head looking down. The sound of the rustle of fabric could be heard. Inu Yasha had no idea what the man was planning but he was sure it couldnt be good. His mind raced with what the man was going to do. Take off his pants and slap him with them? He started laughing quietly to himself until the man said something

"Get off the floor you idiot. Hiding never does anyone any good." He got up. "Take off your shirt." He told him. Inu Yasha looked half scared and yet slightly amused by this and held the confused expression on his face until the man yelled "TAKE IT OFF!" He did as instructed. Without a moments notice he pulled his arm out from behind his back and puled it over his head. Inu Yasha hardly had time to look up before something struck him across his face and sent him recoiling backwards. 'What was that?' he wondered. It was too hard to be a fist. He looked and saw his father standing with a belt dangling from his grip, the leather end wrapped tightly around his fist.

Oh this was new, he usually just used his fists. The man repeated his last action, this time hitting him in his ribs. He yipped in pain when the cold metal hit him. Bringing his hand up he gently rubbed the spot the belt buckle hit him. Shortly later he was instructed to turn around, he did as he was told. Then he felt a horrible splitting pain on his back, at first it just tingled, but then the burn set in and it felt as if some one had just set fire to his back. He clenched his eyes shut for he knew it was far from over.

And then he felt this same pain again, and again, and again. His back burned more with every passing second. Each time the belt came slapping against his back he felt as if some one were trying to cut it open. He whimpered quietly the whole time and clenched his fists in tight balls to keep from screaming out in agonizing pain. He whined in protest but this didn't stop him, itnever did. Only made him more satisfied to know that he was causing pain on the victim.

But then it stopped. The whipping of the belt and the sound of his fathers hard breathing could be heard. He could hear footsteps heading towards the kitchen, a slight rustle through a cabinet, the sound of metal clashing. Inu Yasha shook in fear at the mere thought of what his father would do to him with ANYTHING that was in the kitchen. After a minute had passed he started to crank his head around, just the slightest bit, so that he could get a forward glance at what new horrors would be brought upon him. The sound of his fathers returning footsteps made him whir his head back around.

No sooner did he feel the sharp pain of a knife ripping his flesh. He cringed as he felt it slide across his back, slicing his skin and drawing his blood. He felt the warm red liquid run down his back and soak into his pants. The man behind him did not smile or laugh or make any facial expression at all. His face was blank, empty, emotionless.

Emotionless as he mutilated his son's body

Empty as he drew his blood

And blank as he held no regret.

Tears welled in Inu Yashas eyes and blurred his vision. It hurt so much.It hurt so much he just wanted to die right then and there so he would never have tofeel this pain again.But he could not cry. He couldnt show his pain. He knew this would only satiate the man's thirst for his pain and blood. By now his back was wet with his blood and his thoughts were foggy from the blood loss. The knife on his back was becoming less and less apparent as it danced across his flesh, destroying it as it went. The knife was pulled out and Inu Yasha staggered, but soon after, regained his posture. He wavered from side to side but stayed standing.

Behind him a dark shadow lifted something above its head and brought it down, knocking him out cold. And in his painfull slumber he saw only darkness.

Author's Notes

Isn't it ironic? I think I wrote this mere hours after I recieved the news of my father's engagement to his girlfriend. Shit, that was almost a year ago. Maybe I was feeling mutilated? Oh well, he really didn't ever care much when I felt pain about it. He was kind of like "Well, IM gonna be happy and its MY life and YOU will get over it. Maybe I just felt asworthless as Inu Yasha does. I wanna hug him.

Anyways I am doing a little survey.

1) What do you like best about my story? (This could be anything: The plot, the characters, the abuse, ANYTHING!)

2) Which character do you like best and why?

3) Is there anything you would like to see more/ less of? (I know many of you will say MORE romance LESS abuse right? Hehe.)

Congratulations to Silent Tears of Love for giving me my 100th review! I feel so special.

If you could answer the questions and use excruciating (i love that word) detail that would be great so please? Anyways, remember, this benefits you to answer da questions, so please do! Ja loves!

-Inu Kun- (You know you love me. So please answer the questions!)