Sex and Drugs
Another dark secret
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AN:So I
guess I better answer some ‘questions’ pertaining to this story.
the surname btrkun, so there should be no doubt who
is the author of this story. Ally and
cannot expect it to remain on FF.net as long as I am planning on writing
lemons, limes, and solos. FF.net has recently
eradicated three of my favorite stories because of citrus scenes.
comparison to what can be found on this web site. And since I do not wish to
have my creative genius (my, aren’t I cocky today?) limited because of the
rules FF.net has set into place I decided to post this story on aff.net as
well.
So there should be no qualms anymore.
incredibly similar, but not duplicate, to this one has stolen the idea from me
and this story. This story and its plot
is 100% original. And I am fully aware of two stories and authors that have
plagiarized and copied this story. This
is the original. Do not be fooled by the
other imitators. ^.^
All okey-dokey?
must call my bank now, because apparently $500 has gone missing from my savings
account. Oh goody! I cannot tell you how PISSED I am….
Disclaimer: I have never owned Inuyasha, though in some sick
perverted way I suppose it would be nice to *grins* … my, my, my, aren’t
Sex and Drugs
Chapter 4: Another dark secret
Kagome woke the next morning to the sound of harsh rain
still slamming against the dirtied window.
Her eyes didn’t want to seem to cooperate and kept opening then closing,
as if in protest. Then she realized why
she didn’t want to wake up. It wasn’t
even morning, the sky was still black, a foreboding
color that made her wary.
Lightening flashed, briefly illuminating the room
highlighting objects and creating creepy shadows on the wall.
ones that makes a person believe there really is a witch in the bedroom with
them.
Thunder soon followed, and Kagome winced at the loud noise
and wondered vaguely what time it was.
She had no recollection of what had happened only hours before but was
beginning remember something. It was
almost a déjà vu type of feeling.
She glanced around the room and as a streak of lightening
flashed across the sky once more she saw a dark figure in the chair by the
window. It was Inuyasha, this she could
tell immediately by the long, white, messy mane of hair that fell to his
mid-back and the two ears that were perched on top of his head.
day but he looked infinitely scarier, and – she was afraid to admit – powerful
because of the dark shadow he was in.
He didn’t look up as she approached the chair, her feet
shuffling across the floor, her mouth wide open in a yawn.
acknowledging that she was awake but still he said, and did, absolutely
nothing. Her sense of foreboding
increased.
Thunder crashed again, this time so loud that it made her
jump, yet he still did nothing. It was
only when she was standing directly beside him that he spoke.
His voice was disturbing… strong and powerful, and
angry. “Why did you have that panic
attack?”
“What do you mean?”
She was taken aback at first, not really knowing what to say or
think. Had she had another episode? She
prayed that she didn’t… not in front of the person that seemed to despise
everything about her other than her figure.
“Don’t be stupid. You had a fucking panic attack and I want
to know why.” He spoke calmly, though she could still detect anger with each
word he spoke. Why was he angry?
And then it hit her. The
movie, then the flickering of the power, the blackout, the shortness of breath,
the feeling of overwhelming terror griping her very soul, and then she
remembered nothing; it was as if someone had clonked her over her head with a
mallet, like in cartoons.
“Oh. That.”
“That? That’s all you
have to say?” His voice steadily rose with each word.
needed if he yelled at her. “That?!”
“It happens from time to time.
“What caused it?” He
continued softly. All this time he remained almost impassive by staring out at
the city. He couldn’t look her in the
eyes. It would be too dangerous, he
decided, to look her in the eyes. If he
did then he knew he wouldn’t be able to hear her say it.
little black book he found, behind the book shelves, was true. If it was true,
her father was dead. He would kill him.
“Just… bad memories, really.
mostly. She died a while ago in a
car accident.” She tried to explain. Her
mother hadn’t really died in a car accident all those years ago, but Kagome
knew she couldn’t tell Inuyasha how she really died without raising suspicion
or asking questions.
“Liar.”
stood up. He loomed a full head above
her and stared at her with fire in his eyes.
“She didn’t die in a car crash, and you know it.
Kagome stared at him with wide eyes.
had said something but he was gone, so how did Inuyasha know?
What are you talking about?” She
lied, trying to avoid the situation.
“Your mother died because of your punkass drunk father.
night and came on to your mom, only she wasn’t in the mood so she told him
no. But he didn’t appreciate his wife
denying him something he truly wanted, did he Kagome?”
Kagome shook her head with shock.
flying back with a vengeance, and though they were past the point of hurting,
Kagome could still see the fear in her mother’s eyes.
“Then, he started pushing her around and yelling.”
took a step towards Kagome. She took two
steps back, not from fear… no, shs nos not afraid of him… it was because of the
memories that were flooding back, and the truly angry voice that sounded so
much like her father’s. “Your mom
started yelling back, didn’t she? But
she wasn’t strong enough and was forced against the wall like some whore.”
“Stop!
I’m sorry!” Kagome yelled out, but he
continued his advance.
“Then your mom neared the stairs, crying no less… blinded by
tears I suspect. And then your bastard
of a father smacked her across the face.
She tried to regain her balance but slipped on the rug and went flying
down the stairs! Didn’t she, Kagome?”
Kagome started crying again, silent tears from the past made
their way down her cheek. Inuyasha
immediately felt guilty. He realized he
made her relive a horrible memory that she would have been better without, he
felt like an ass.
“Gods, yes! He freaking killed her,
but it wasn’t intentional! He hit her not realizing the stairs were behind
her! She fell! That’s all it comes down
to you bastard! She fell!”
Inuyasha reached out to wipe away a lonesome tear but Kagome
smacked his hand away and took another step back>
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“Kagome, I’m sorry…” he started.
“Don’t say that to me!
You’re not sorry, an ass like you could never be sorry.
own little world, blissfully ignorant of everything else that goes on.
know what it feels like! to have your own father, your
own flesh and blood, do something that terrible!” Kagome yelled.
The tears in her eyes had dried, leaving only blotchy red
patches on her cheeks and puffy pink eyes to remind Inuyasha of the pain he
inflicted on her. He had no right to feel sympathy for her, he knew that.
father for all those years and still managed to find happiness.
He let her continue ranting and screaming about her father
and what ad dad done to her and her mother until her voice was hoarse and her
throat sore. When she had calmed down
considerably, quite a few minutes later, he continued.
“Why didn’t you tell me?
Why didn’t Miroku tell me?”
“What was I supposed to say, Inuyasha?” She started. “Hi! My
name is Kagome and I’m coming to live with you because my father almost raped
me and unintentionally killed my mom! Nice to meet you!”
else knowing that some poor girl with a tragic past was living with them.
there anything I can do?’.
with friends, a social life, possibly even a boyfriend.
that house, and for the first time in my life I feel safe and secure knowing
that I’m rid of him forever.”
“But how can you go on… just like that?” He snapped his
fingers to get his point across.
“It’s not easy, Inuyasha, but I’m working on it.”
“But-“
“No buts! No more buts.
I had a bad childhood with a terrible role model who dubbed himself a father.
know I’m trying to. Don’t burden
yourself with my hurts that are pretty much gone.
almost all better because I’m away from the source of all my pain. So please,
don’t feel sorry for me.”
“But what about the scalding hot showers and the flinching
and the-“ Kagome interrupted him once more.
“I told you, I’m working on it.
get rid of the dirty feeling?
flinching when people unexpectedly touch me on the shoulder.
with. If you think that’s bad you should
have lived in that hell hole of a house with me.”
The both of them fell silent not really knowing what to say
now that the truth was out. In full
honesty, Kagome realized how much Inuyasha had actually helped her. He listened to her scream about the past
eighteen years without question. She
felt as if a lead weight had been removed from the bottom of her stomach.
When Kagome raised her head she saw Inuyasha give her a
small, warm smile. The first true smile
he had ever given her. It made her feel
all funny on the inside. She didn’t know
if she liked that feeling. Kagome
returned his smile uneasily but the smile soon disappeared when he took a few
steps forward and closed the gap between them.
And as his arms wrapped around her small, fragile form, in a
friendly hug, Kagome felt the tension melt away.
the space between his neck and shoulder. For an odd, awkward moment Kagome felt
safe in his arms before she pushed him away rather scared of the intimate
moment.
The both of them decided to go back so sleep since it was
only two in the morning, but when they laid down on their beds neither of them
could seem to shut their eyes and put their wandering minds at peace.
*
Relief came with morning after hours of relentless tossing
and turning on both Kagome’s and Inuyasha’s part.
Yet though Kagome was thankful that morning had come she
made no move to get out of her bed. She
only wished for the privacy of a bedroom so that she wouldn’t be disturbed once
Inuyasha decided to get up. And she
couldn’t help but wonder.
How had he known?
little black book that was hidden behind the bookcase, a place she was positive
neither Miroku nor Inuyasha would discover.
Especially since every lost item seemed to have ended up back there.
If he did read my
diary, Kagome reasoned, then I’ll
beat him to an inch of his life, hanyou or no hanyou.
him. He read her diary!
et, et, desire and woe that she contained!
She should be enraged! So why
wasn’t she?
After living a week with the mongrel (Kagome giggled at the
thought) she had discovered him to be a rude, insufferable, arrogant,
perverted, know-it-all jerk. He had
awoken a temper in her that she neverw shw she possessed. And he argued against
everything she said or believed in! It
was like having an older sibling.
Yet another part of her, deep within her subconscious, she
knew that she had made a friend. There was just something about last night that
made her realize that Inuyasha had a soft heart, no matter how hard and
uncaring he seemed on the outside.
The damp linen sheet on top of her began to make Kagome’s
body itch so she kicked it off and spread out all of her limbs to let the humid
air dry her sweat laden legs and arms.
Her long raven tresses clung to her sweaty face and her cotton tank top
was sticking uncomfortably to her back and stomach.
“Why does it have to be so freaking hot!?”
She half said, half whimpered out loud to the invisible person next to her.
Then the door to the apartment opened and in stepped
Miroku. Oh so now he decides to show up… after all the soap opera-y drama that has happened…. Kagome thought
sarcastically.
“What the hell happened to you?” He asked.
ruffled, messy, rented tuxedo. “You look
like you were just ravished.” Miroku’s eyes narrowed, Kagome knew immediately
what was going through his one-track mind. Lecher…
has no faith in me, does he? “You weren’t just ravished… were you? It was
Inuyasha! I know it!”
Immediately a vein began to throb in his left temple and he
barged through the doorway and into the hall.
Kagome made no attempt to stop him for two reasons. 1. It was too bloody
hot, and 2. it might prove to be interesting.
furiously on Inuyasha’s door. Some
slight cursing could be heard above all the pounding.
Kagome grinned and prepared herself for what could be
considered World War III when she noticed something out of the corner of her
eye. She turned her head and saw a girl
(a woman actually), a little older than herself, standing in the doorway with a
mixed expression: curiosity and amusement.
She nodded in the direction of Miroku and Inuyasha (who were
now yelling at each other) and raised an eyebrow in question.
broke out into laughter with the stranger.
The yelling soon subsided so that Miroku and Inuyasha could
watch the two girls laughing hystericalnd ind in tears.
“What’s so funny?”
Inuyasha growled out, his fist raised in the
air just in front of Miroku’s face.
Miroku peaked out from behind his fingers (his hands were covering his
nose) and whimpered something that sounded like “Fango?”
Kagome stopped laughing first and wiped away a tear from her
cheek. “You two.
Getting ready to kill each other because I’m hot and
sweaty since it’s over 90 degrees in here.
funny as hell!”
“Huh?” replied Inuyasha unintelligently.
bedroom, slamming the door behind him while rolling his eyes.
“You must be Kagome. Miroku told me a lot about you last
night during dinner and in the car. I’m Miroku’s girlfriend, Sango, by the
way. From what I hear about you we’ll
get along just great and I was thinking that later on maybe we could do
something? I’ll be in town for a while,
on business for the family dojo at the moment, but I have some free time if
you’re up to it.”
Kagome smiled and nodded then motioned for Sango to sit
down. They immediately began to talk,
and Miroku, who realized they would be at this for quite a while, shrugged and
made his way to the bathroom. He needed
a nice, long, cool shower to calm his rattled nerves after nearly being killed
by his best friend. They may be best
friends, but Inuyasha was sure scary as hell when he was truly angry.
An hour had past rapidly while Kagome and Sango talked about
anything and everything. Inuyasha
remained in his bedroom, silent (a very odd thing for him), and Miroku had
gotten out of the shower and started to make strawberry daiquiris, despite the
fact that none of them were allowed to drink, legally anyway. **
Not too long afterwards Inuyasha thundered out of his
bedroom and into the bathroom, the door once more sing ing behind him.
disposition.
A minute later then toilet could be heard flushing and then Water began spewing out from under the bathroom door and the Then the telephone began to ring and the people living below The bathroom door opened and a tidal wave of water came “I swear to god, I didn’t do it! I didn’t even take a Then Miroku grinned mischievously. “Question. “Don’t be sick, Miroku.” She snarled. “The plumber! “Don’t be dense, baka.” The next few hours passed in confusion. The neighbors below the apartment had threatened to sue At the end of the dahen hen the sun was bloody red and
the water from the sink. Then everything
after that happened in a matter of seconds.
There was an odd, loud humming noise, the gurgle of pipes, the rumble
and shaking of the floor beneath their feet.
Somewhere in the bathroom Kagome heard a muffled “What the fuck?”
that knocked Kagome and Sango off of the futon and on to the floor with a loud
thup>
p>
floor in the living area and the hall was immediately soaked. Kagome stood up
and tried to make her way over to the bathroom but succeeded ily sly slipping
and falling smartly on her behind again.
them began to shout and pound on the ceiling, the water obviously leaking
through the floor. It was now ankle
deep.
splashing out. Three heads (Kagome,
Sango, Miroku) peered in and saw a rather shocked, and soaked, looking hanyou
staring back at them. Behind him was a
geyser where the toilet had once been, and it was spraying water down on him
like rain.
crap!” Inuyasha said astonished pointing
towards the geyser.
actually leaving one?” Sango bonked him
on the head with a lamp that magically appeared in her hand.
We should call the police! Our
toilet has been sabotaged!” Inuyasha said hurriedly.
procured a lamp and ed hed him on the head.
forming bump on his head.
apartment had begun to rust over a few years back and the superintendent had
neglected to get them fixed. But of
course it required three cop cars, one ambulance, one fire truck, and a plumber
to figure this all out.
Miroku and Inuyasha at first, accusing them of being teenage hooligans without
any sense of decency but once they found out that it was the superintendent’s
fault they went on to blame him. They
claimed they knew it was his fault all along andt tht they had been swindled
out of money and repairs for years.
Miroku had made the comment that they were from
setting just below the horizon, the four of them stood in the doorway of the
ruined apartment. Everything was ruined
and, as Miroku pointed out, it was a miracle they were alive.
was busted? They would have all been
electrocuted.
apartment was now empty, all furniture had been cleared out, like the rest of
the building, until everything could be fixed and cleaned up.
rather sleep in the park in the middle of a hurricane or winter storm than go
back home. Kagome thought.
“Excuse me.” They all
turned around and saw a young boy, of no more than twelve or thirteen, looking
at them nervously. “Are any of you
Kagome? Kagome Higurashi?”
“Hai, I’m Kagome.” She replied.
“This is for you.” He
held out a small envelope which Kagome took immediately.
sprinting down the hall and towards the stairs then out of sight.
“Who is it from?” Sango asked.
opening the envelope, she was only vaguely aware that everyone around her had
begun talking about some place to stay.
It was only a short handwritten message, but it was enough
to drown Kagome in fear.
I’ve found you. And
now there’s no where to hide.
There was no doubt in her mind who it was from. It was in
his handwriting and everything.
Inuyasha wed Ked Kagome as she opened the envelope a few
steps away from them. He couldn’t help
but think about her and her dilemma. How
could she still be so composed after years of torture?
could. He couldn’t explain this feeling,
this need to protect her.
And then he felt her heart speed up and then he saw her
hands grip the paper until it crumpled beneath her touch.
body shook with fear.
“Kagome? Inuyasha?
Is that okay with you?” Inuyasha spun
around and focused in on Miroku and Sango.
They were waiting for some kind of answer.
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“Hn?” He
“Weren’t you listening?
Sango offered us a place to stay at her family dojo provided we work
there and train there as her apprentices.
We’ll probably have to quit our jobs since it’s so far away.
It was obvious Miroku wanted to go.
“Yes! Let’s go! How generous of you Sango! I’m so happy I’ll
be able to get to know you better!” It
was Kagome who spoke, anxiety evident in her voice.
aware that her heart was beating too quickly, her face was pale, and the smile
on her face was forced. “What do you
think Inuyasha? Isn’t this… great!?” She
asked suddenly chipper.
“Yeah… great.” He stared at Kagome
in the eyes, his gaze burning into hers asking questions that she could not,
would not answer. She turned her head away from his penetrating stare, refusing
to confirm his beliefs.
What’s going on?
been from him, could it?