Itachi- Thanks to TheLostPrincessOfTheEast I will be starting up 'Lie With Me' as a full time story! It'll update a bit faster after 'My Midget Little Brother' comes to a close. Seriously, I really did need help writing this story. (Try listening to 'Art of Breaking' while reading)

Lie With Me.

-The Story of a Secret-

A secret. That's all it was. A simple dark secret. I didn't want anyone to know - no, I couldn't have anyone knowing, or it would be the end of me. The End of me as in my life. But somehow…It got out, and into the wrong hands. Into HIS hands…

Chapter Three

+The Art of Breaking Part I - Hate+

Pure Hatred.

That what I had thought of the bastard that had taken it all away from me. I hate him-no- I despise him.

I clench my fist as he laid a disgustingly firm hand on my shoulder. Sango and Rin; who are talking, do not notice the clench and unclench of my fist that now lay at my sides…I wish that I could have been born with the powers of an angel, like Sango, and Rin, and the other 90 percent of the school, so that I could at least fight back, against a demon…or vampire, like Sesshomaru.

Apparently, life, the Earth - God himself, looks down upon me…they laugh at my misery, and mock my lost innocent soul.

Lie…

We all walk down the long, crowded hallways trying to make our way to class, kids hung by their lockers, some demons of all kinds, others the rarely seen vampire, some fairy's, and mostly seen, angels. They all talked with their friends, normally, no fake smile plastered to their faces…like me. I looked up from the ground, feeling slender, yet strong arms wrap around me, as if trying to protect me…It felt disgusting. The tall figure with its arms around me, nibbles at my earlobe, and starts to poke and prod around my skirt. I try to stop him from going any further downwards, trying to move his hand away, to no avail. It was Sesshomaru, I thought to myself, there's no such thing as stopping him from what he does…

Sango and Rin had been up ahead, small white wings sprouting out of their backs, taking as usual, and I, while Sesshomaru throws on the fake boyfriend act, and places a light feathery kiss upon my cheek, I smile, and kiss him back, fully on the lips and giggle as he smiles back at me.

On the inside I cringe.

Sesshomaru smiling like that only means he's gone all horny again.

In short, he's got something in mind…for me. Nothing good ever comes from that.

Lie…

"Class! Calm down! Calm down!" Mr. Onigumo, our homeroom teacher, another demon, had spoke from the front of the classroom, a boy, most likely a 'devil' demon, judging by the red horns sticking from his head, had stood next to our teacher, "This, everyone, is Miroku Hoshi, he has just transferred here from the demon realm, so please, give him a warm welcome," The class could only stare at him, while other girls oggled. "Miroku, would you like to say anything?"

The boy had scratched the side of his head, almost looking embarrassed, and started to speak, "Please, just call me Miroku, I don't really know anything about living in the human realem, and I haven't really coexisted with anything other than Devil Demons back at home, Hope you all could give me some pointers!" He spoke his last words smiling brightly. I turned in my seat, only to see Sango blush, and Rin burst into laughter.

I almost smiled for real.

As quickly as it almost came, it went away.

Lie…

"Nee! Kagome-chan! I think Sango has the hoots for the new guy!" Rin had managed to pick up a conversation with me during lunch. I believed her 100 percent. Sango had even invited the guy, Miroku, to our table! The two were busy giggling over some jokes and such, including a few strange story's from the Demon Realem.

"Say…" Miroku had said aloud, "Little Miss Miko over there" I turned my head to Miroku's voice, the fake smile planted its seeds into me once more, "I've never learned your name yet! I can't believe this! I learn – And remember, the names of all the beautiful women I meet! How haven't I learned yours yet?" Sango and Rin only started to laugh.

"I-It's Kagome, Kagome Higurashi…" I hesitate for a moment, before asking, "How'd you know I was a Miko..?"

"I could feel it." Was Miroku's simple answer.

"Oh…So you're a Dev-" before I could finish my question, I'm pulled up by a tall figure…masculine arms make their way around my waist…and a kiss on the collar bone is added.

"Ah!- Sessho! St-Stop that!" The other three could only stare, as Sesshomaru 'escorted' myself and him out of the cafeteria…I had a feeling…that he was mad…

Lie… (Lime Alert)

Sesshomaru closed the door to the empty music room.

Lights off, blinds closed, and sound proof walls…just how he liked it.

"So…" he spoke low, in a deep threatening voice, you want to - yourself to other men? Even if you know that you are MINE?" He smirked darkly at me. This waent good. He had seen me with Miroku…wait-did he think that I liked Miroku?Backing away slowly, I gasped as my back hit a hard wall.

I gulped. "Se-Sesshomaru, listen, we were just talking! Nothing more! I swear!-"

"Shut Up!" He was enraged, I could tell. Sesshomaru advanced on me, grinning as he saw a brief flash of fear in my eyes for just a second. Without thinking, I slapped him, hard, against the face, using as much Miko energy as I could make up and ran around him to the locked door while he was distracted.

Sneering, he grabbed me roughly by the arm and pushed me against a wall, nearly knocking the breath out of me. I was dead now. Sesshomaru would surly torture me half to death this time after me slapping him. I could no longer see the burn from my Miko-Slap on his face; it had healed. Pinning my hands above my head, he slapped me harshly across the face, so hard that blood trickled from my lip. "Listen, bitch," He spat, "you will do what I say. You understand that?"

I had ignored him; only worrying about how I would cover up the bruises he would leave me with. When didn't move to answer him, he slapped me again, back to my senses of my cruel reality, getting a shaky nod out of me. Smirking dangerously, he ripped the clothes off me, leaving me shivering cold in the chill of the music room. He looked over my nakedness, staring at a few of the disappearing bruises thoughtfully.

"Those seem to go to fast. Let me see, how to make them stay a bit longer" Sesshomaru chuckled darkly and threw me to the ground roughly. He always handled me rough…not caring if I was hurt or not. He pulled down his jeans zipper, and sat down on top of me; straddling my waist…I knew what was coming next.

"Be a good girl and suck me." He growled, pushing his hips at my face.

I didn't want to…but…he knew. He somehow came across the thing that I had been hiding form for nearly five years…he knew my secret, and would not hesitate to tell the world.

It was degrading, but I did as told, scared he might do something worse than just slap me if I didn't. I sucked his member teasingly, the way he liked it. My shoulders started to ache as I held my head up to suck him.

He cried out softly as he came to his sweet release. Groaning and bucking his hips as the after affects hit him. Slumping atop me, he grinned down at me and pulled out a pocket knife.

This man was insane.

He brought the pocket knife to my left shoulder and dug it roughly in, moving it down slowly, smiling as I started to scream, breaking the skin in the most painful way. Pulling the bloody blade out, he stared down at the new cut and chuckled at my pitiful whimpers.

Please anybody… I thought silently to myself, Sango…Rin…Miroku….please…anyone-

I screamed once more, and struggled beneath him fruitlessly, tears sliding down my face as he dug the blade into my thigh and pulled down, then into my right arm, and finally from standing me up and digging it from my right shoulder blade, down to my left hip, then up the front and back to my right shoulder.

A scream tore itself from my throat and echoed throughout the dark misic room. I could feel my own blood on the ground below me. I was now literally laying in a pool of my own blood. Sesshomaru only chuckled darkly, kissing my forehead, staring down at me. "Next time, don't go whoring off with other men." He growled. Using his demon side, he revised the stains on his white collared shirt, zipping his pants, and walking away. Leaving behind the bloody mess of a girl he had made. Me.

I sobbed, He knew I didn't, never would I whore myself to other men like he thought! He always thought it that way when I was talking to a classmate for help with work. Even if I was just introducing myself to the new boy, Miroku…he just came in today! Why would Sesshomaru think that I would commit such an act?

I slowly started to heal, little by little, using my Miko powers, it wasn't much, but good enough to heal some of the really nasty bruises. Grabbing my bag slowly, I took out my first aid kit and cleaned myself up, wrapping the gash on my leg, then cleaning the musicroom floor of my blood.

I dressed in a new pair of clothes. I always had her first aid kit and a new pair of clothes with me. Why? Because this always happened.

I looked around the dark music room, which seemed to grow even darker, before turning and slowly limping out. I felt tears shining in my 'usually happy' eyes.

Chapter 3 End.

"Lie's only equal to more lies, leading to only despair in another lie."

Itachi- I'd like to thank good Fan Fiction Friend, TheLostPrincessOfTheEast for helping me come out with the story line and with the lemish-lime! Thank you! And Thank you all for reading!