Head Trauma

A/N: See previous chapters. I have been thinking of the direction this will go...and came up with a plan. Clap it up. WARNING: This chap has some action between Kagome and her mom. The ** are the brackets between, skip if you don't care to read.


“Inuyasha. I care not to go back to that house with Kagome’s mother. Can we not just go back to our own time?” Sesshoumaru was above begging, but his voice came dangerously close to it as he tried to look pitiful. Inuyasha sighed and nodded.

“Fine. We can go. I thought you would have liked the modern world more, but I guess I was wrong.”

Sesshoumaru shrugged and smirked. “Shit happens…what?” he said, laughing at Inuyasha’s surprised face. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow and Sesshoumaru almost looked shy and embarrassed.

“I saw it on a shirt,” he explained his use of the trendy catch phrase. Inuyasha had heard it many times, but for some reason coming from Sesshoumaru was ultra weird. And funny.

“You are so sexy,” Inuyasha purred, gently nipping at Sesshoumaru’s chin. The demon growled low in his throat, not even above taking Inuyasha in the alley and having his way with him. This modern world was having a bad effect on him, turning him grimy.

Inuyasha laughed as Sesshoumaru popped his collar and strutted in front of him, switching his narrow ass as he walked. He wanted to go home as well; Souta had gotten on his nerves earlier, bothering him as he tried to play FFX-2. Inuyasha couldn’t play those games for very long anyway. His eyes were too sensitive. He caught up to him and took his hand, swinging it happily. He was on cloud nine, relaxed and confident in Sesshoumaru and what they had. So many years they fought, and at times it still depressed Inuyasha. He didn’t want to harp on what had happened between them, and although the feeling was fleeting, he wondered when things between them would eventually sour and they go back to being at each other’s throats.

“Inuyasha.”

The crystal clear voice brought the hanyou from his thoughts. “Yes, Sesshoumaru?”

The youkai glared at him. “You didn’t hear anything I said, did you?”

Inuyasha blushed. If there was one thing Sesshoumaru hated, it was to be ignored. Very few people dared to ignore him, but for those that did, you’d better have a damn good reason for not paying attention to what was said. When Sesshoumaru talked, the world listened.

“I was just…thinking.”

Sesshoumaru snickered. “You? Think? This stuffy air must be getting to you. You never think, ponder, contemplate, none of that. Your whole life is an impulse.”

Inuyasha frowned, distorting his usual beautiful features into an ugly grimace. “It’s comments like that that make me think what I was thinking.”

“Redundant as well.” Sesshoumaru grinned, making Inuyasha even angrier.

“You know what? Why don’t you go home, go to hell, go somewhere!” Inuyasha yelled, trying to ‘shoo’ his brother away. Sesshoumaru caught one of the balled fists in midair and roughly pulled Inuyasha into a kiss. The touch of their mouths made the hanyou weak in the knees and he almost swooned lovingly into Sesshoumaru’s arms.

“Do you still want me to leave?” Sesshoumaru’s voice was heavy and alluring with desire, causing Inuyasha’s stomach to flip flop. He wordlessly shook his head and bent his head to kiss him again, their tongues deciding to join in on the fun. Silver-white hair blew in the breeze around them as they leisurely kissed, as if they didn’t have a single care in the world.

“I want to take you home and make love to you…fill you with myself, to the point where you scream my name. I want your nails in my back, my dick buried inside of you…how does that make you feel, Inuyasha? Knowing I want you…need you so badly…how does it make you feel?” Sesshoumaru whispered hoarsely as he sucked at Inuyasha’s neck, being affected by his own words. The hanyou looked as if he were about to faint, visibly panting as if he were standing in hundred degree weather.

“Take me home.” Sesshoumaru grabbed him and sped toward the temple well.

~At Kagome‘s House~

Oassa sighed as she picked up soda bottles and magazines from the living room. She honestly didn’t mind her daughter’s friends coming over, but they were sloppy, especially the tall one with only one arm. He also gave her funny looks, as if he knew some great secret she had and was on the verge of exposing her. She sighed again and flopped on the couch, happy to be alone for the first time in days. Grandpa and Souta were at a Boys’ Scout seminar somewhere in Gunma and wouldn’t be returning for a week, and she had no idea where her house guests were, and didn’t really care either.

“I wonder how Kagome is,” She murmured, briefly running her hands over her body.

“Why don’t you ask if you want to know?”

Oassa whirled around to see Kagome standing in the doorway, staring blankly at her. She looked very different, as her hair was white with the exception of a black patch in the front of her head. Her eyes looked faded and dull, and had a slight maniacal look to them, but it was Kagome, in the flesh, and she was estatic to see her lover.

“Oh, you look so beautiful! Come here and greet your mother!” Oassa cried, outstretching her arms to her daughter. Kagome’s blank expression didn’t change as she walked over to her mother and half-heartedly hugged her. Oassa went in to give her a kiss and Kagome slightly turned her head, as if to reject her.

“Is something wrong, love?” Oassa asked, alarmed. She had waited so long to be with Kagome, and now that no one was home, it would be the perfect time. What was the problem?

“Has Inuyasha been here?” The words sounded deadpan and not at all like Kagome. Oassa smiled and stroked her daughter’s hair lovingly, putting her hands on her shoulders. “Why do you want to talk about him? We could be doing other much more fun things…” She trailed off, running her hands down the girl’s shoulders and over her breasts. Kagome stared blankly at Oassa and smirked, opening her shirt.

**“Is this what you want?” She asked, making her mother’s eyes go wide. Oassa nodded and swallowed as she fondled Kagome’s breasts, kissing her neck softly. Kagome stood there, not really participating, and allowing her mother to have her way. She moaned when she felt fingers teasing her clit and lay on the couch to open her legs. No thoughts were in her head as she silently watched her mother’s eyes stare back at her as she was licked thoroughly, not even the horrors of her childhood came to mind. There was nothing there. Naraku had made sure of that.

~Outside~

“Do you smell that?” Sesshoumaru asked, as he and Inuyasha approached the temple. Inuyasha sniffed and grimaced. It smelled definitely of Oassa, but also of Kagome. Sesshoumaru cocked his head to the side and went to walk to the house, but Inuyasha pulled on his arm.

“It’s none of our business, Sess. For now, let it go,” He said softly, massaging where he had grabbed. Sesshoumaru set his jaws in a line and honestly felt conflicted. He really had no right to barge in and tell them to stop, and also figured that after being in the Southern Caves that her mind was as good as gone and any qualms that she might have had being her mother’s whore are long gone. He shrugged and they walked silently toward the well, Inuyasha going in first. Sesshoumaru turned and glared in the direction of the house, now able to hear audible moans from the room.

“I will be back for both of you soon enough.” He narrowed his eyes and jumped in the well. Inside, Naraku, inside of Kagome’s head, smiled.

‘I’ll be waiting for you, Sesshoumaru.‘

~Inside Kagome’s Mind~

‘Kagome. Can you hear me? I know you can. Look at your slut of a mother. Tasting you…licking you…doing all the things that I do to you. You like it don’t you? You like it because you are nothing more than a filthy whore…your mother knows it, your father knows it, and guess what? Inuyasha knows it too. He would never love you, not the way I do.

Your mother’s fingers inside of you give you peace. Her mouth on your breasts gives you solace. You’ve done so much to so many…you can never go back. No one will ever accept you to be more than a sex toy. But I need you for more than that. I need you to find those jewel shards for me. Then I can make you happy, Kagome. Isn’t that what you want? To be happy? I can do that for you. Then you can have Inuyasha and I can have Sesshoumaru. Wouldn’t that be just lovely? Oh, Kagome…

Kukukukukuku…I love you, Kagome. ‘

“I love you, Kagome,” Oassa said, heavily panting between her daughter’s sweaty legs.

Kagome turned glassy, tear filled eyes toward the window, where she swore she could see Naraku’s reflection. “I love you too,” She whispered in a wavering voice.**

~Near the castle~

The walk through the woods had been a sullen one, with Inuyasha lugging on his shoulder a knapsack of goodies from the modern world. He had packed the bag the previous evening and set it beside the well-he had always forgot the bag unless it was in plain view, and he had heard Rin complain one too many times about him promising to bring back candy and forgot it. The child could be very cold hearted and unforgiving, and brought up the missing candy to complete strangers as if he had shot her and left her for dead. She was such a great actress, Sesshoumaru had talked of her going to become an geisha, but Rin was too gangly and boyish for such things.

“I feel as though I can understand her a bit now.”

Sesshoumaru had been quiet for most of the trip back, and the words from him shocked Inuyasha. Sesshoumaru was a bit shallow and very rarely said that he could understand other’s feelings, emotions, or aspirations.

“Really? What is it that you understand?”

Sesshoumaru shrugged. “You know from experience, you will take love in any way, shape, or form you can get it. Kagome could only find love being a concubine for her parents. It’s disgusting, but then again some think that you and I are disgusting for what we do. What makes us more right than Kagome?”

Inuyasha halted in his tracks and slung down the bag, infuriated. “First of all, I don’t just accept anything that bats it’s eyes and shakes it’s ass in my direction. Second of all, we are a different species of Kagome. And you aren’t even full blooded related to me. It’s a difference between me and you and Kagome and her mother. All they do is hardcore fucking just to get off. We make love. Or I thought we did. But since I disgust you, maybe it is something more hardcore.” Inuyasha glared at Sesshoumaru, who met his angry glare.

“Watch yourself, hanyou. I’m not in the mood,” Sesshoumaru warned, suddenly becoming angry.

Inuyasha became swollen. “Like I give a fuck about you not being in the goddamn mood! You’d better call someone who cares cuz I as sure shit don’t!”

Sesshoumaru took a menacing step towards Inuyasha, who boldly met his step and raised him one more.

“You don’t want to make me angry. You wouldn’t like it very much,” Sesshoumaru whispered, his anger seething over. Inuyasha shrugged.

“Who are you? The Incredible Hulk? I don’t give a damn who you are, I’m fixin’ to take a serious chunk out of your ass!!” He screamed, pointing a clawed finger at Sesshoumaru’s face. The youkai looked at him, narrowed his eyes and pounced, knocking Inuyasha to the ground.

“You wanna fuck with me, you little shit?!! I told you I wasn’t in the mood!” Sesshoumaru screamed, grabbing Inuyasha’s bangs and pulling his hair. His lover yelped and reached up and gouged him in the eye, making him scream again (this time in pain) and back off, holding his face. They both scrambled to their feet, and when they faced each other, Sesshoumaru’s left eye was bleeding profusely, almost as if he was crying red tears. He charged Inuyasha again, this time making an iron fist and knocking his brother several feet away from him. Inuyasha rolled into the fetal position after crashing into a tree, holding his stomach and sides with cracked ribs, and Sesshoumaru instantly felt contrite. His mood just changed upon the conversation about Kagome. He was in no sense of the word a supporter of her insane antics, but thought he and Inuyasha could have a civilized conversation about her and her crazy family. He was wrong.

“Inuyasha? Inuyasha, please say something,” Sesshoumaru said, falling on the ground beside the injured hanyou, checking his body. Inuyasha balled himself tighter and cast huge hurt eyes on to Sesshoumaru, who looked away in shame. He picked up both Inuyasha and the fallen bag and raced to the castle, wanting the day to be over.

~The Bedroom~

Sesshoumaru gently laid Inuyasha across the bed to get some rest. He had felt the broken ribs when he picked his brother up, and once he had gotten to the castle slit his wrist and made Inuyasha drink the nourishing blood so that he could heal faster. Technically, he would be better by morning, at least physically. Fights with him had always made Sesshoumaru tired and depressed, and his eye throbbed terribly. Some of the blood had gotten in his hair, and he needed to go wash. Rin wanted to jump all over them when they came through the door, but upon seeing them, both she and Orika made themselves scarce.

“I’m sorry.” The usually jovial and bouncy voice of Inuyasha was gritty, remorseful, and racked with pain. Sesshoumaru looked him over with his good eye and chuckled, shaking his head.

“All lovers have arguments. Sometimes those arguments end with broken bones and gouged out eyes. You don’t play fair, Inuyasha. Why is it when we fight you have to maim and disfigure me? I at least have the decency to keep all your wounds internal.” He sat down on the bed, rubbing one of his brother‘s sheet covered thighs. Inuyasha laughed and then grimaced at the pain.

“I guess I don’t want anyone lookin ‘atcha. I’d hate to have to break my foot off in someone’s ass.”

Sesshoumaru smiled and crawled into bed gingerly beside Inuyasha. “No you wouldn’t. You’d love to fight someone over me.”

Inuyasha carefully turned to meet his lover’s eyes. “Would you fight someone if they tried to do something to me?” He asked, his voice sounding awfully vulnerable. Sesshoumaru peered at him with one eye and brushed some silver silk strands from the hanyou’s forehead.

“Of course. I shudder to think of what I would do to someone even looking like they might think of doing something to you.” Inuyasha smiled, happy that even after fighting so severely that they could make up so quickly and that Sesshoumaru was so possessive.

"Let's not talk about Kagome anymore."

Inuyasha nodded. "Agreed," He said, his eyes drooping.

Sesshoumaru smiled. "Skank bitch," He added, making Inuyasha laugh one last time before they snuggled together to get some much needed sleep. Rin was so excited. Tomorrow she would get her Barbie Palace. YES!!!

A/N: I'm sorry Nikkie. I had the rest of this and just forgot about it because I was so engrossed in my other stories. Thanks for gettin me back on track! I'll write more later, I'm not particularly pleased w/this chapter, but its all I got, so here you guys go. Buenos noches!