Sango cried as she examined the bruise on her shoulder. It happened today. Miroku struck her. He pounded on her shoulder and smacked her face. She had a small mark on her cheek and she slowly rubbed some alcohol on it ti stop the pain. He struck her because she tried to hide the drink from him and he caught her in the act. Apparantly this vodka was more important to him than his wife. Sango cried and the salt from her tears stung her cheeks, causing even more pain.
"M-Miroku please come b-back to me..." she sobbed loudly. Miroku was getting worse by the day. Sango did'nt even want to share a bed with him anymore, but he always made her. He never apologized for his actions and everytime Sango came home with a paycheck, she had to give it to him so he could buy some more vodka. They had no money for food anymore. Sango was often hungry but she did'nt dare ask him for money. She felt like a slave in her own home.
Miroku walked into the bathroom behind her. " Stop crying, you only got what you deserved." He scowled. and opened a can of Genuine Tears. He walked back out and walked downstairs. Sango stopped crying. She could,nt take it anymore. Even though she loved him, things could'nt stay like this. She would have to leave him, just for a while.
That night Sango slipped out of Mirokus arms and quietly changed into her sweat clothes. She grabbed her keys and ran out to her car. She drove to Kagomes house. It was late but if Kagome knew what was happening she would have to understand. She arrived and rang the door bell. the door was opened by a tired Kagome and her husband Hojo, close behind her. "Sango-chan? What are you-?" Kagome asked.Sango placed a finger over her mouth. "Um, it's kind of private."
"Okay. Come in." Kagome said, not caring at this point. She was too tired. She kissed Hojo good night before he went back to sleep. It made Sango sad. She remembered being like that with Miroku. She missed it more than anything. She went over to the living room with Kagome and sat down. "So, do you have any idea what time it is Sango-chan?" Kagome asked, in an annoyed tone.
"Kagome...I need to ask you a favor." Sango began, fiddling with her pant leg. " Can I stay here with you?" She asked nervously. Kagomes eyes widened. "Why?" She asked almost sadly. Sango lowered her sleeve off her shoulder and reaveled the painful looking bruise to Kagome. "Oh my God, Sango-chan! What happened to you?" She yelled gently caressing the mark.
"Miroku...he..." Sango began, choking on her words. She pulled her sleeve back up and cried a bit. "Miroku hit you?" Kagome asked, beginning to tear up as well. "I don't know what to do Kagome! He's becoming a monster!" She yelled into her shaking hands. Kagome placed her hand on her friends leg and gave her a warm smile. Kagomes smile always made Sango feel better (A/N: It just makes me hurl...-.-) When they were younger, Kagome was always there for her.
"You can stay here for a while. I will let Hojo know. It will be fine. I promise." She said giving Sango a positive grin. Sango nodded and whiped her tears away. She hugged kagome and was led into the guest room. She flopped on the soft bed. it was much softer than hers. Even though she was happy to be away from her rabid husband, she wanted someone to hold. Sango fell asleep feeling helpless and alone.
"Ohayo!" Kagome cheered into her sleeping friends ear. Sango woke up happy for once. She didn't wake up to : "Get up,bitch!" or "Lazy whore, Im hungry!". Sango smiled and went down for a delicious breakfast Kagome had prepared. Sango smiled and greeted Hojo who was reading the morning paper. The whole breakfast, Sango was laughing and smiling. She sipped her hot, vanilla coffee andgobbled down her pancakes.
Kagome and Hojo already had plans to go visit someone, and had to leave Sango behind. She didn't mind. She often liked being home alone just to think. When they left Sango turned on the T.V and flipped through the channels for something good to watch. Nothing was really on but the News, which Sango stopped watching a long time ago since it was always so depressing. Instead she went through Kagomes shelf for a good book to read. She used to love reading, but never had time anymore. She founda small blue book and sat on the couch and began to read it.
Sango was interupted when she heard a loud knock on the front door. Kags probaly forgot her key again. Sango thought as she rose up from the couch and ran to the door. She opened the door not to find Kagome but the last person in the world she wanted to see.
"You ran away from me." It was Miroku. He was angry as hell now. Sango was terrified and backed away from him. Miroku just smiled evily and locked the door behind him. He grabbed sango roughly by the arms " I may have to punish you for that." He scowled removing his belt. Sango backed away as Miroku came toward her. He made two whipping motions with it before Sango ran into the bedroom. She was crying hysterically now.
"He's gonna kill me." She cried to herself as she curled up on the bed in fear. She screamed as she felt his belt snap roughly against her bare feet. Miroku was leaned over her now. She could'nt run away. Before she had a chance to do anything miroku had grabbeda handful of her chestnut hair. "You won't get away." He whispered as he held the belt up over his head.
"No!Stop please! I'll do anything! Just don't kill me!" Sango screamed as she covered her face with her hands. She couldnt feel anything, she slowly uncovered her face to see Miroku smiling above her. "Anything?" He asked evily as he moved down closer to her tear stained face. He was only inches from her now. He swiftly slipped his hand under her blouse and began to stroke her. Sango stiffened, and began to whine, knowing exactly what he wanted.
In one quick motion Miroku tore he blouse from her trembeling body, revealing a light pink cotton bra. He began to suck roughly on her soft skin. Sango did'nt fight him. She knew if she wanted to live, she had to let him do what he pleased. Miroku moved up more and began to suck on her neck. As he did this, he slipped his hand down her stomachuntil he reached the button on her jeans. He unzipped it and slid them down her slender legs.
He rose from her, examining her head to toe. She was crying still, but silently. "Isn't there another way?" Sango asked, knowing that it was stupid to do so. Miroku ignored her and lowered her panties then threw them on the floor. He began to kiss Sango down her trembling stomach, and ran his tongue around her naval. Sango whined in fear as he licked just above her mound. She always wanted Miroku to be her first but not like this. No, never like this.
Miroku quickly shoved his middle finger into her, causing her to yelp in surprise. He then added his other two fingers and began to pump in and out of her. "No..." Sango cried under her breath. He moved his head up next to her ear and demanded her to take her bra off. In fear, Sango did so. Miroku gently slipped one in his hot mouth, while massaging its twin. He switched between them. Sango closed her eyesas Miroku thrusted his fingers in her again.
Miroku began to unzip his jeans, causing Sango to cry. He threw them to the side along with his boxers. sango could feel that he was already hard when it rubbed against her inner thigh. "Get up." Miroku said sternly. Sango sat up in a quick motion, tears still staining her beautiful face. She could tell by the look on his face, what he wanted her to do. Fresh tears began to fom as she slipped Mirokus length in her mouth. She could hear Mirokus moans has she ran her tongue around it. She quickly let go, ready to puke. Miroku pushed her back down and climbed over her.
Sango closed her eyes and thought Why? sadly to herself before she was taken. She didn't have much time to think before she felt Miroku thrust into her. She screamed out of pain, fear, and surprise. He began to move around inside her, Sango sobbed loudly and cursed his soul under her breath. He began to pick up speed,making her cry harder than before. After a while of the pain Miroku spilled his seed into her.
Sango was just glad it was over. She was angry and sad. Miroku had hurt her. She could never forgive him. She sobbed more as Miroku got up from her and got dressed. He watched Sango cry on the bed. He registered nothing and walked out. "I hope you die!" Sango screamed and threw a glass vase that was on her bedside. She sadly got redressed and waited for kagome to come home. She was left crying. Wondering what happened to the man she loved. He was only a shadow of his former self now.
I hope you all liked it. I did'nt want the rape part to be too descriptive so i did'nt really add anything. Well R&R No flames!