Shatter

Disclaimer- I own nothing and I dont own Inuyasha, no suing for you

AN - Rape, yaoi, extremely dark and violent, AU


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Shatter

Rain soaked the ground as the massive storm rolled over the small mountains valley, shedding dark sheets of water and lighting as the wind ripped through the forest and many of the small abandoned huts that were clustered around the flooded fields of overgrown weeds and dead crops.

He hissed in pain with every step, clutching the wounded arm to his chest as the world melted to a blur of moving shadow and water illuminated only by the full icy moon peering through breaks in the dark clouds and the flashes of silver lighting.

The ground was turning rapidly into a thick mud that clung to everything as pools of water rapidly grew into small streams of dingy brown water washing away all but the most hardy of weeds in their paths.

He stayed to the shadows, hoping the rain would hide his sent for his pursuer as he desperately start to scan the area for any sort of shelter among the rickety huts.

His vision blurred as he stumbled, lost and alone in the middle of no were being followed by the last person he ever wanted to run into again.

Leaning against the rotting structure of a house he slowly collapsed, his legs giving out as clouds covered the remaining light from the moon.

He let the encroaching darkness take foot and steal away the pain and cold as he fell unconscious in the mud tinged water.


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He woke feeling cold, wet and pain.

He leaned against the wall of the small abandoned hut, his eyes shielded from the dark by a thick silvery curtain of bangs dripping water onto the rutted worn floor.

A silken cord wrapped tightly around his wrists passed through a low meat hook, binding both arms above his head. The pain from his wounded arm flared up as his bit his lower lip, the four neat deep gashes in his forearm still carrying the sickly taint of poison. The wounds were almost bone deep, caused by the razor sharp claws of an Inu yaoukai.

He refused to raise his head as the light measured footsteps of his captor neared.

A warm clawed hand griped his jaw like a vice and forced his head up, his golden eyes full of fury, just barley hiding the fear that was rapidly creeping in. He growled at the shadow, his lips twisting into a hateful snarl. His ears pressed into his skull.

He barely swallowed the yelp as his head was wrenched the side by a powerful blow, his jaw felt as if it had been shattered or at least broken. The pain made his vision darken as bright sparks danced behind his tightly closed eyes. Blood trickled down torn lips, falling to the floor and still he said nothing, he wasn’t about to give Sesshoumaru the satisfaction of his pain before he had to.

He made no sound as the iron grip on his jaw came back, the sharp claws digging into his flesh as his head is forced up. He tried to pull out of the grip only to have it tighten to the point the bones creak under the mounting pressure.

“ I see your awake.” the cold amber eyes ground into his own, making him visibly shudder under the gaze. There was more then the usual contempt and hatred lurking in those orbs, emotions he couldn’t decipher and that scared him more then if Sesshoumaru had marched right into camp and fought him instead of stealing him away in the dark rainy night, using the storm and unfamiliar ground to separate him from the group.

He growled again, a low ugly sound deep in his chest.

This time a pained yelp worked itself loose of his throat from the blow, loosening a tooth as a thin stream of crimson flowed down his lips and chin.

His jaw ached badly, he hoped by some miracle his elder half brother had not broken it. He looked forward to sinking his fangs into that pale flesh.

“ What the hell do you want?”

Sesshoumaru said nothing, only stood there in the eerie dark of the hut, watching his brother.

Inuyasha's instincts screamed at him as he slowly raised his head, his silvery bangs hanging over his eyes.

If he wanted to kill him, he would have done so by now.

He hissed as the elder grabbed his wounded arm, making his squirm slightly. Squeezing the damaged flesh so the blood flowed freely over the makeshift bandages wrapped hastily over the wounds he had caused before tearing the strips of blood soaked cloth off.

What was it about the worthless half-breed that intrigued him so. He would have never gone out of his way like this before to capture him alive. Yet something was there, a thin yet tangible thing that clung on in the inky blackness.

Inuyasha tied to pull back as a rough tongue brushed over the injuries, causing his breath to hitch in his throat. His back arched and his eyes went wide, the fear become all too visible in the golden depths. He tugged at the bonds that kept his arms up, the pain spiking as the sharp canines ripped into the gashes.

He groaned and tried to loosen the silken cords around his wrists enough to at least take a slash as him.

The coppery taste of blood and the bitter taint of poison danced over his tongue, Inuyasha squirmed and thrashed under his weight as he pinned the hanyou to the floor with one knee pressing below his rib cage, griping the wound arm tightly, milking the crimson nectar.

It was intoxicating; the smell of fear and blood drove his senses to a fevered pitch. The soft groans coming from his brother as he struggled was becoming too much. His blood burned with a dark desire. One he wanted to fulfill.

He let go of Inuyasha's arm before wrapping his fingers through the long lengths of silky soft silver hair still damp form the rain before yanking his head back roughly, exposing the pale expanse of neck.

His warm body pressed into Inuyasha’s colder one as his lips just brushed the skin, his canines resting on the rapidly beating pulse. Inuyasha froze, going stiff under his brother as he felt the fangs on his vulnerable neck.

Sesshoumaru smiled slightly, the way the half-breed went stiff as he rested his fangs against the lifeline. This whelp will submit to him…or he would force him to submit.

Inuyasha whimpered softly as the pressure eased up, he squeezed his eyes closed as he felt the kimono over his chest being pulled open. His ears went flat as the unwanted sensations assaulted his already weakened senses, blood loss and toxins coursed though his blood as his body started to fail.

He flinched as the claws ran down his chest and over his well muscled abdomen, leaving thin trials of crimson from the shallow cuts as his tongue and lips worked over the smooth throat, drawing soft moans from the bre breed.

Inuyasha tired to block it out, to shut out the unwanted touches that were having an adverse effect on his body. He lay helpless to his brothers’ ministrations.

“ Stopppp….” he managed to squeeze out between gasps, his pleads fell only on deaf ears.

He stiffened and tired to pull away as the hand drifted far too low for his comfort, yanking as far away as the tight binds and arm would allow as sweat dripped down his skin.

He tried to form words but shooting pain stopped him as his jaw moved, he groaned softly, hoping it hadn’t been broken. It would make it near impossible to eat anything for a several days; something he didn’t look forward to.

Any further protest were silenced as Sesshoumaru pressed his lips into Inuyasha’s forcefully, his fangs cutting his lips as his tongue forced its way in. Too shocked to do anything, he went limp. His eyes went wide, clouding in fear.

Inuyasha snapped back to reality when he felt the edge of his pants being pulled away, he renewed his frantic struggles although weakly.

He cried out as Sesshoumaru sucked at the base of his neck, leaving a trail of blazing bite marks down his chest.

“ Sesshoumaru……ssstop…please…” he gasped out, ignoring the pain shooting through his jaw with each broke word.

That’s right little whelp, call out my name. Beg me to stop.

He let go of the silver locks. Inuyasha’s head dropped, the silvery hair hiding his face a few tears fell in crystal paths down his face.

He started at the nude body of his half brother as he tried to curl up defensively only to go limp under the cold amber eyes.

His eyes caught sight of the dark wooden sheath of the sword and an idea formed.

Inuyasha followed his brothers gaze to the discarded sword and shivered, he didn’t like were this was going. Why didn’t he just take it, with replacement arm he could easily handle the blade, even if it was temporary.

He shivered again as a soft ghostly touch caressed his face, wiping away the tears. There was no love in the act.

He kept his eyes closed, praying he would simply take the blade and leave. His chest was heaving from the pain that wracked his body, the burning of the poison still coursing through his blood left trials of molten lava in its wake.

His ears twitched as the sound of the sheath scraping against the rough floor reached them, relief soon started to move in as he lifted his head weakly only to see Sesshoumaru still leaning over him, the Tetseiga in his hand.

“ Tell me dear brother…have you ever thought of the others uses Tetsusaiga has.” he whispered into a soft ear, letting it slowly sink in.

The cold smooth sheath of the sword resting deliberately on his thigh, drawing a soft shiver from him. He shivered even more as an arc of pleasure came from the intimate contact as it was moved agonizingly slow up his thigh towards his hips. His skin tingled slightly at the contact as he bit back a moan.

He secretly liked the touch of the smooth sheath over his bare skin, often letting Tetsusaiga rest in his bare arms or against his chest when he was sure no one was looking.

He watched with a smirk as the half-breed curled up on himself, pulling away from the sheath and the pleasurable contact it created. Drawing his legs up to his chest, a soft sob escaping his bruised torn lips.

He couldn’t…he wouldn’t…do that…not with…, his stomach lurched violently as he tried to comprehend what Sesshoumaru had said.

He shrank back as far as he could from the moonlit form of his brother, trying to protect himself from what he prayed was not coming.

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His back arched as a scream was torn from his throat, his lungs aching as the sound was ripped out of him as the pain flooded his already over leaded senses. The cold pommel of the blade was forced in, tearing slightly as Sesshoumaru forced his legs open, his free hand wrapped around his limp cock, the razor sharp claws teasing the flesh to hardness. Pain and pleasure melded into one firy tempest. He clenched his jaws and tired to fight back but his body was too weak.

Inuyasha’s back arched off the floor, his eyes filled with salty tears. He hated the way Sesshoumaru touched him, making his body responded even as his mind screamed in agony or shame.

He let his tears fall freely, gulping down air to refill his lungs as warm lips and razor fangs caressed his skin, tearing it, freeing thin rivers of crimson that were early lapped up.

He felt sick, he wanted to purge the boiling acid and bile in his stomach as it lurched. He could feel the pommel of the sword resting deep within, making it painful to move his lower body.

He hissed and bit down on his lip, tearing it open with his fangs as the rough edges of the pommel were drawn back slowly before being roughly shoved back, the guard resting against his skin.

His cries were turned to moans as the hand wrapped around his hardened cock, caressing it as waves of pleasure hit his spine.

“ Ssss..Sesshoumaru…” he gasped out, hating himself for the weak words that came forth.

“ Say my name whelp…”

He turned his head away, his damp hair falling over his face, hiding the tears and pain in his eyes.

“ Bastard…”

He yelped as fangs sunk into his neck, scant inches form the artery, drawing blood as they cut through flesh and muscle easily. His amber eyes flashed red for a moment before he regained control, he didn’t want to kill that hanyou, not yet.

There was still a use for him.

He squirmed and shook under the Inu youkai.

“ Worthless half breed……” he whispered the sweet poison words in his soft ears before seizing one in his teeth and biting down, piercing the thin skin.

Inuyasha squirmed under the weight of his brother, giving voice to his pain and pleasure that wound in a tight choking circle around his spine as the rough pommel was moved slowly in and out in cruel mimicry of thrusts, just barley brushing his prostate.

He squirmed and withered under his brother, feeling every inch of Tetsusaiga ’s pommel tearing and ripping his insides as he cried out, weakly struggling under Sesshoumaru.

Inuyasha cried out as he climaxed all over his brothers hand and his belly, the sticky white seed clinging to his sweaty skin as he slumped down. Too exhausted to move now. Even as the Tetsusaiga ’s pommel was removed, he barely felt it as his once vibrant golden eyes glazed over, going dull in the filtered moonlight.

Clawed fingers seized his jaw again, pulling him unwillingly into a kiss.

Sesshoumaru’s own erection strained at the cloth of his kimono as he nibbled none to gently on the torn bruised lips as he freed his massive hard on, letting the warm moist air wash over the newly exposed skin.

“ It seems I have another use for you.” he smiled as a whimper came from the limp hanyou, he made no move to protect himself this time.

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He reached up, cutting the silken cords that held Inuyasha up. He fell to a limp mass on the floor near the Tetsusaiga , its pommel still warm from being buried deep inside its master’s body.

Inuyasha was barely clinging onto consciousness, his bleeding chest falling and raising rapidly with each ragged breath.

He didn’t react as he was pulled away the wall and the sword, or when the dull crunch of bones in his ankle broke under the pressure.

Inuyasha lay limply in his half brothers arms, his fangs at his neck and shoulder, leaving bloody puncture marks over his pale skin.

He groaned and forced his eyes open as something warm and hard brushed against his rear, his mind fighting off the urge to simply give into the darkness that was clawing at the edges. Shadowy phantoms stirred in the moons pale light as it poked through the storm clouds.

Inuyasha tired to sit up only to be forced back onto the floor.

“ Tell me Inuyasha, did you get more pleasure from me or your sword.”

He visibly shook, his eyes refusing to meet his brothers as he turned away.

He felt beyond sick, his battered body protested as he was all but smashed into the floor, razor sharp claws cutting into his back and shoulders. The bitter stink of blood filled his lungs.

Misery swelled up till it became a dark cloak that settled around him, although tears fell from his eyes he didn’t make a sound.

“ Fuck ….you” it came out as a harsh whisper.

A low growl rumbled in Sesshoumaru’s chest, the vibrations passing through the thick cage of flesh and bone, his eyes misted over at the sound.

“ Know your place half breed" he hissed in the hayou's ear before slamming a clawed fist into his ribs, feeling a few crack under the force of the blow.

Inuyasha screamed as bone broke, clawing at the floor as the pain shot through him, blood moved freely from his lips.

He choked on a tide of crimson as more ribs were broken, his skin and muscle shredded.

He tired to crawl tds tds the sword, reaching for the dark sheath, claws outstretched to grasp it.

A clawed hand closed on his outstretched wrist, a sickening crack echoed in his ears as the bones were reduced to a bloody pulp.

Inuyasha nearly lost his grip on consciousness as pain flooded every thing; his breath came in shallow bloody gasps as he went completely limp, a pool of blood slowly growing under him.

All he could feel was pain, suffocating waves of pain and despair that sucked him down to the darkest depths. He cried freely, letting tears run down his face. The silvery hair becoming matted with blood.

“ Worthless half breed….”

He bit back a whimper as fangs clamped down on his uninjured ear, a thin trickle of blood flowing through his silver hair.

A hand pressed into his lower back and the other gripped his hips, holding him still as his meager strength fled. Leaving Inuyasha too weak to do anything but lay there and cry.

Sesshoumaru pressed his needy erection against the hanyou, the smell of blood filling the damp warm air as he ground the large head against the soft round globes, drawing pained sounds from Inuyasha.

All Inuyasha could remember was the darkness that consumed him as a scream was ripped from his lungs, his claws digging into the rough wood as he was all but crushed under the Inu youkai’s weight.

His breath came in blood gasps as he went limp, his eyes dull as darkness mercifully claimed his battered broken body.

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Shakeing in agony and cold, the gravely injured Inuyasha curled around the warm sheath of Tetsusaiga , the sad remains of his kimono draped around his bloody body as it was rocked by agony.

He let his eyes close, knowing he was now very much alone, lost to the cold windy night as the rain lashed at the small hut. He coughed as blood filled his throat, his body jerking. He tightened his grip on the sheath housing the fang. The sword had protected him many times before, he felt safer with the blade around even though he would never admit it.

He groaned loudly, his torn ears twitching as the familiar voices broke the thundering storm outside.

Inuyasha wearily raised his head from the sticky pool of crimson, his jaw working soundlessly as he tried to form words, to scream out, to make any sound to let them know he was here.

His vision blurred and blackened, the small room darkened and faded out in dreary watercolors running in the rain as he passed out, sinking into the darkness.

His torn chest barely rising with each hard fought breath, he could only pray they would find him.

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TBC