Let The Night Begin

Chapter Two

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Inuyasha pushed me behind him as the men quickly surrounded us. I counted out four of them all together, two in front, one to each side. I reached my hand to my tiny handbag, silently cursing that I didn't have my can of Pepper Spray with me. If I did, then these guys would have one hell of a hurt. I did have a couple of twenties, maybe they only wanted money. It was too dark to make out their features, but I could tell that they were all larger than both me, and Inuyasha.

I gulped and, ashamed of it, but I cowered in fear and pressed myself closer to Inuyasha. He easily floored Koga, but there was no hope that he could take on all these guys if they ganged up on him and jumped him at the same time. I knew he wasn't the type to go down without a fight. He would fight them, but there was no way he would win.

My heart in my throat, I listened to them talking excitedly among themselves. All of them stank of beer. I knew they were drunk and probably angry. I blinked as I recognized one of the voices among the group, it was my sister's jilted date, Naraku. But why was he harassing us? Unless he mistook me for my sister, it happened a few times whenever I dressed up, but not often.

Naraku was probably furious with my sister and he thought I was she, shit. This isn't turning out to be good. I wondered when the shit will hit the fan. That's when I realized we were surrounded by jocks, all of them. Shit, shit, shit, that was even worse.

I shook with fear as Inuyasha stiffened in front of me, preparing for a fight.

"Well, well, what do we have here? Kikyo, what happened to Koga? Got tired of him so you decided to run off with the freak I see." Naraku slurred badly. Yup, he was drunk. And I was right, he did think that I was my sister. Double damn. I quickly looked around, but no one was coming to out rescue. Well, hell.

"I'm not--" I started but Inuyasha quickly hushed me.

"Kagome, these men are drunk and angry, their reasoning skills are probably in the crapper right now, just try not to make them even more angry." He whispered to me, low enough that the others didn't hear him. I nodded and tired to get closer to Inuyasha, but I was already pressed up tightly against him. I thought there were four men surrounding us, I didn't even see the fifth one until I was in his clutches, literally.

A hand grabbed a handful of my hair, clamped down on it, and jerked me away from Inuyasha. Inuyasha jerked around as my arms were torn from his sides. I cried out in pain as the roots of my hair were pulled out and a foul smelling hand clamped around my mouth. My bottom lip split open on my teeth and blood soaked the hand clamped painfully around my mouth.

Blood pooled into my mouth and I tried to spit it up, but the hand had a good grip and the only thing I accomplished was drooling all over the guy's hand. At least it smelled a little better, not by much. Man, didn't this guy ever bathe? I wanted to gag on the stink of him, but it was kinda hard. An arm wrapped around my waist, holding me against a rock hard chest. A smelly one at that, maybe he got sick and threw up on himself.

That might explain that nasty sweet smell on him. Sure, he held my mouth shut, but I could still breathe and what I was breathing in didn't smell like a basket of roses. I wondered what he would do if I threw up on him. I thought I was close to it too.

I watched Inuyasha roar with anger and he lunged towards me but Naraku got in front of him and Inuyasha attacked him, putting him down with a well aimed fist to the stomach. Tears came to my eyes from the pain terror as I watched the other three all jump on Inuyasha. Naraku was slumped over on the ground in a fetal position, the punch must have really hurt.

I closed my eyes and opened them when the fifth man ran his tongue up along the side of my cheek. Gross! I whimpered and started to struggle against him. I turned my attention back to Naraku, who was struggling to get to his feet. After a couple of failed attempts, he got his footing and slugged Inuyashain the face. Two of the men held his arms behind him so he didn't have a chane to defend himself against the blow.

I cried out, but it came out muffled against the hand. Inuyasha fell to the ground, dazed. I heard his moan of pain as he grabbed his face. The others surrounding him started to kick at him while he was down. Inuyasha hurdled in a ball, trying to protect himself as best as he could. The man's fingers where digging painfully into my cheekbones. My vision was starting to become accustom to the dim lighting and I could see the surroundings a little better.

Pissed off because these men were attacking Inuyasha cause he was down, I slammed my head back and felt something connect, I also bit the hand of my capture to the point where I tasted blood. He yelped in pain and I stumbled foreword as he let me go to cradle his injured limb and head. If the blood was my own, or his, I wasn't too sure because my lip was still bleeding and it was starting to throb.

"You bastards!" I managed to scream before a pair of knuckles slammed into my own cheek this time.

The force of the blow loosened some of my teeth from the socket and I fell to the ground like a rag doll, completely stunned. My head hit the pavement rather hard that left me dazed and incoherent for a couple of moments. Pain exploded behind my eyelids as I cried out. I could feel my cheek already starting to throb and swell.

I spit up the blood that was pooling in my mouth as I rolled onto my hands and knees and fought to keep the few cookies I ate, while I was waiting for Koga to come back with punch on the other side of the room, to stay down. I was positive I had a concussion from the date my head had with the pavement.

Except I spotted Koga dancing with my sister, not surprising, honestly.

Gagging on the bile that threatened to overspill my mouth, a hand grabbed another handful of my hair, again, and jerked me to my feet. My equilibrium was shit so I had to rely on the bastard to keep me from falling and giving myself another concussion and possibly killing myself. Blows to the head really are a bitch. I was turned around until I faced the man whom I bitten. He shook me so violently, my head whipped back and forth.

Great, now I have whiplash to add with that concussion, I think I would like some fries to go along with that.

"You little bitch!" He shouted and slapped me again, busting my lip in a different place.

Why do men always slap women? Just, wham! Pow! Right in the face, and why was it always the face? I guess their father's, or brother's, must have took them out one day and given then Bitch Slapping 101 or something. It always hurt too. It sickened me when men always bullied or abused the weaker sex, it just wasn't right.

"Calm yourself, Onigumo." Naraku said, leaving the beaten and bruised Inuyasha were he lay. I didn't hear anymore kicks being delivered, so hopefully they'd leave him alone... me too, for that matter. "You don't want to kill the lovely cheerleader until we have a little fun with her, don't you?" The hands released me and I started to wobble to the ground, my equilibrium still crap, but another pair of hands caught me under my arms.

I didn't hear the reply, I wasn't paying attention, I was too busy trying to see how Inuyasha was faring, but for some reason, my left eye didn't want to open. Odd, did someone give me a shiner without me realizing it? The only thing I managed to see was a shoe and a leg, that was it. I felt a hand brush against my hip and I jerked, startled. I blinked, wondering when Naraku stepped in front of me.

I looked over at the one called Onigumo, he was starting to wear a shiner too. I guess I must have hit him harder than I thought I did, he was also staring at me like he wanted to gut me. Funny, I wanted to gut each and every single one of them. Gut them like fish and leave them out to rot in the sun. Hm... maybe rotting fish might smell better... then again.

I saw Naraku reach for me and I flinched, expecting another blow. But instead of being hit again, the sound of ripping fabric met my ears. I gasped and looked down, my dress torn open down to my waist, exposing my lacy black bra. I lifted my head and stared with growing horror at Naraku who's gaze was devouring my boobs. The disgusting perverted, fucking retard! Naraku's gaze left my breasts and raised to my wide eyes.

"Very nice, Kikyo, sweet, I didn't know you wore these type of bras." Naraku said, his voice husky with lust. Great, he still didn't know that I was Kagome, not my fucking bitch of a sister, Kikyo. Usually, I only wore cotton sports bras but I guess I should have worn one tonight.

My balance was starting to come back, and I took some of my weight off of the sicko behind me whom had his hands placed around my hips, grounding his crotch in my rear. It was rather unpleasant. At least it wasn't Smelly behind me.

Naraku reached into his pocket and I watched as he drew out something slim. My heart went into my throat when he pulled the blade out. Cowering in fear of actually being gutted, I tried to get away from Naraku but only succeeded in learning the guy holding me was starting to get aroused.

Fuck.

I whimpered in fear, completely ashamed that I whimpered in the first place, but unable to stop whimpering as Naraku ran the tip of the knife along my throat and down to the latch in front of my bra. With a flick of the wrist, he had the blade under the front of my bra and I heard the knife slice through the cloth like warm butter, that only told me that the blade was sharp.

The air was cool against my naked breasts and bare stomach. I shook my head to keep myself from passing out from shear terror. There was no telling what they would do to me if I was out like a light. Hell, they could slit my throat and I'd be dead and stiff before I knew what had happened. I suddenly realized that my hands weren't being held, how typical, being scared stupid where you don't know if your bound or not.

I heard a groan of pain and I looked over at Inuyasha, he was struggling to get to his feet. I watched as his eyes took in my half naked form, and the others crowded around me like I was a prize on display. With a roar of fury and hatred, Inuyasha got to his feet and charged at Naraku who was still running the knife along my skin.

Naraku turned, but someone beat him to Inuyasha. I watched as one of the men slammed his fist into Inuyasha's side. He didn't even realize what hit him. I blinked and saw him stumble and stop. Something dark started to dribble out of his mouth as he groaned my name before collapsing to the ground once more out cold. I looked at the man who punch Inuyasha bend down and jerk something out of his ribs.

I screamed. It was a long, bloodied knife. Naraku was still facing my fallen friend when I went for him. The guy behind me was too busy rubbing his erection against my rear to realize that his grip on me was slacken.

I jumped on Naraku's back and wrapped my legs around his waist, to get a better grip, and my arms around his throat. I would have preferred it be the man whom stabbed Inuyasha in my arms, choking to death, but I had to settle with the bastard who probably started it all.

Everyone was stunned for a whole minute. But in that minute, I felt Naraku sink to his knees as he gasped for air, but I had my forearm wrapped tightly around his neck and the other pulling it in farther into his throat, completely cutting off his air supply. I felt something sink across my arm, it burned, and I felt something warm begin to flow down my arm and onto Naraku's suit. The bastard just stabbed.

Holding on with more determination, I should have remembered the others. I freaking knew I was forgetting about something. A pair of arms wrapped around my own waist and jerked me away from Naraku and I was thrown to the ground and landed in a pile of arms and legs. Blinking, I was confused for a moment, until a foot slammed into my bared belly.

I screamed in pain and gripped my stomach as pain assaulted my brain. I gasped for breath and watched Naraku, through my fuzzy vision force, himself up off the ground. Hm, twice in one night. That must have been new to him, getting floored twice in less then five minutes.

I wondered why no one was helping us, coming to our rescue. Surely we were making enough noise for someone to hear us. I looked at Inuyasha, watching and waiting for his chest to rise and fall. It did not.

He was dead.

Tears sprang to my eyes as I cried out his name in denial, he couldn't be dead. It wasn't possible, maybe he was just taking a long time to take a breathe! Someone grabbed my arm and picked me up from the ground, Onigumo this time, or was it Smelly? I let my head fall to my chest, despair overtaking the fear.

I watched as a hand reach towards me and cupped my breast. I screamed then. Screamed because my ordeal wasn't over, screamed with fear and fury and for Inuyasha. Without a thought, I bent down and bit the top of the hand that was touching me. I hearh a yelp of pain and prepared myself for another blow. Except what came to my ears was laughter.

My head shot up and I watched as Naraku laughed away. "Damn, Kikyo, I didn't know you liked it rough."

Outraged, I shouted "I'm not Kikyo, you son of a--" My shout was cut off as Naraku grabbed my jaw and forced my head up to look at him, his rank breath blew in my face as he grinned and chuckled.

"So, you say your not Kikyo, huh? Well, if your not Kikyo, then I guess you won't care if we went ahead and raped you. Kikyo never minded a orgy. As long as she was the main attention." Naraku chuckled. My heart froze, the blood in my veins turned to slush as the word rape floated around my mind, it was screaming in my head. This can't be happening! I thought rather frantic. My heart still refused to beat as bickering broke out among the group.

An orgy, great, now I knew something that I could have lived a much happier life without knowing. I so did not want to know about my sister's sex life.

They were going to rape me... all of them? Good God, they were arguing about the order. My arm was released as they formed a loose circle around me, daring me to run, to flee, to try to save myself. I knew if I ran, I wouldn't get fair. I looked around, frantic, I had to get help for Inuyasha. I couldn't give a shit about myself, I just didn't want his death to plague me for the rest of how long my life was. I looked over at him, surprised that the circle of five men was formed loosely around him too.

Slow, and terrified, I had to know if he was dead or not. I prayed he was alive. I started foreword towards him, each step slow and easy, trying to reassure these beasts that I wasn't going to try to run. I reached him without anyone touching me. I was so scared, I thought I was going to pass out in a dead faint, I knelt down next to his still form.

"Aw, look at the lovebirds." One cooed, causing laughter to break out among them. With tentive care, I slowly rolled Inuyasha onto his back, taking in the large blood stain on his once white dress shirt. I felt for a pulse, but there was none. I bent over him, tears in my eyes as I brushed his hair out of his eyes. I moaned his name in anguish.

He was dead, no two buts about it.

That's when his eyes open slightly, sure I imagined it, I looked into his eyes. And sure enough, they were opened. I felt my heart flutter back to life as I grabbed his head and placed it on my lap, I hoped the drunken men would sober right about now. And it felt like hours have passed since this started, why wasn't anyone leaving the fucking prom?

I watched his half opened eyes, they turned to me, their lovely golden color clearly visible in the night. It was almost like they were glowing, what the hell. I watched as his bright eyes slowly changed from golden, to red. I froze. He murmured my name, his voice was full of pain. Unsure what the hell was happening, he closed his eyes again and he went limp in my arms. He had no pulse, yet he took a breath, scratch that, he was breathing.

With a gasp, I slapped his face, trying to get him to come back. To wake back up so I can assure myself that I wasn't losing my grip on sanity.

"Damn it, Naraku, can we go ahead and get started on the cheerleader, or not?" I jerked around at the voice and looked at Naraku who seemed to be the leader of this little gang of drunken men. Did I also mention that they smelled to high heaven? Or maybe it was just Smelly over there who made the others stink a bit.

He nodded slowly and said, "But I'm first."

Excited laughter met his words and they were on me the next instant, dragging me away from Inuyasha. I was jerked back to my feet as hands tore at my dress, the fabric tearing.

"No, damn you, no!" I shrieked as cool air touched my skin. The pain from my body faded from my consciousness as I fought them with all my strength. But I was too weak, far too weak to overpower these monsters.