Summary: "You don't understand….I loved her….a lot….And he took that from me….so I've decided to take something he loves away from him to show him how I felt! It's nothing personal against you, of course," A sigh "I had a feeling that not cutting ties with that idiot would cost me dearly…I should have listened to Jaken…."

Warning: Yaoi, Language, Violence, Character Death, OOC

Note: Quotes by me won't have a "by" dash (–). It'll just be plain. Like the one in this chapter and chapter 2. Quotes by other people will have the "by" dash (–).

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Psyche

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"Flashbacks are somewhat terrible….it's like your brain is forcing you to remember and relive pain…"

Naraku stared blankly out the window. He was still determining what course of action he should take to exact his revenge on Inuyasha. Inuyasha was the reason everything in his life went wrong. It was him who got him fired from his job; it was him who made his wife divorce him; it was him who made his love life a fail; it was him who had stolen all of his girlfriends in the past and he still couldn't understand why this was all happening to him.

He turned towards his bedroom door when he heard a knock. "Naraku, sir, dinner is being served. Your brother wishes you to join him," Naraku sighed as the he heard the fading of the footsteps of the maid. He moved from his position in front of the window to the door.

Naraku frowned as he watched a mop of black curly hair looked up at him. Eyes similar to his own deep reddish brown eyes – only narrower – looked at him. "Why?" Naraku asked as he sat down at the other side of the table from his brother. His brother propped his elbow on the table and stared at him.

"You worry me a lot, Naraku," He mumbled. Naraku narrowed his eyes at him.

"Is that why you brought me here? To express your worries?"

"Yes and no," He sighed. The two began to eat. A moment of silence passed before Naraku's brother started up again, "We haven't sat down as a family in years. You always take refuge in your room or I'm stuck in my office. I wanted to sit down and have a nice family meal,"

"Onigumo," Naraku's gaze snapped up and his eyes narrowed. "What is wrong with you? Are you sick? Since when did you care about family dinners?" Onigumo shrugged and moved some of his dark hair behind his ear.

"Since now," Onigumo said. "People change….I thought I needed a change….maybe you do too?" Naraku sat his fork down.

"What are you getting at?"

"You remember that business trip I took a couple of months ago?" Onigumo looked down at his plate and poked at his steak.

"Yes….You went to Europe to one of your headquarters…what of it?"

"I had an affair with a lovely French woman," Onigumo said with a smile. "I want to see her again and she wants to see me again. I've decided I'm going to move to Europe and control my business from there," Onigumo looked up.

"What does that have to do with me?" Naraku growled.

"I want you to come with me….to get away from this place which obviously holds so much pain for you,"

"No thank you," Onigumo frowned.

"Pardon?"

"I said no," Naraku grumbled.

"Why in the hell not?" Onigumo asked with a frown. "Don't you see what you're doing to yourself-"

"No!" Naraku banged his fist on the table. "I've done nothing wrong to myself! Its that damned bastard who is all the wrong in my life! Its all his fault!"

"Don't you think you should leave then? It'd be-"

"It'd be cowardly!" Naraku hissed. "I'm not leaving and that's final! I'm going to make him pa-"

"Naraku!" Onigumo snapped. He stood up and slammed his fists onto the table. "You're doing no such thing! I'm sick of having to bail you out every single time you do something fucking stupid! No more damaged property, no more stalking, no more battery, no more car 'accidents', no more fucking tampering with equipment, no more anything! Enough is enough already!" Onigumo shouted. Naraku stared down silently at the table. "What happened to you?" Onigumo's voice softened. "What happened to that confident, nice, all-around man that used to be my younger brother? What happened to him?" Onigumo sat back down and stared sadly at Naraku. "What happened to him?"

"He died," Naraku mumbled.

"How?" Onigumo asked. Narkau said nothing. He stood and left the dinning room. Oniugmo sighed and stared at the table.