Depression and more

argn I'm back with another story about a helpless miroku... uff... i think i need some professional help... O.o... HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!! YAOI WARNING also RAPE!


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Miroku lay down on his mattress staring at his right hand; he was starting to feel depressed once again about his curse. How was he going to live like this knowing that fateful day is approaching when he’s hand will engulf his body, leaving his friends forever? He should have never teamed up with Inuyasha and the others, he was better off alone. Finally deciding he was suffering from insomnia and knew sleep was not coming tonight, he decided to take a walk far away from his friends. He needed some time to think alone. He left his staff by his mattress not wanting to wake anyone up by its jingling. Nevertheless Inuyasha’s sensitive ears caught Miroku’s footsteps leaving the camp and went to investigate quietly. He’s never told anyone how he feels about the monk and wouldn’t allow himself to be seen caring about his whereabouts. So he lightly leaped from tree to tree trying to not let the monk notice him. Miroku’s foot steps crushed dried leaves and Inuyasha was getting a little worried that he might run into a demon with that kind of noise, but Miroku’s mind was far away from demons and leave crushing. Finally after a while of sneaking around for the both of them, Miroku stopped by a lake and settled himself in the middle of the ground. He peered at his hand and sighed softly. Inuyasha instantly knew what was wrong and so desperately tried to stop himself from going to the monk and wrapping his arms around him assuring him that he will be fine. After a moment or two of silence, Inuyasha leapt out of the tree making the monk spin around with a frightened expression.

“It’s ok Miroku, it’s just me”

Miroku gave an audible sigh of relief and turned to stare at the lake. Inuyasha sat next to him, watching Miroku’s sad expression. After a couple minutes the hanyou was getting impatient at his friend’s silence.

“Does it hurt?” he asked looking at the monk’s hand. Miroku shook his head. “Has it been bothering you?” Miroku slowly shook his head. Finally not being able to contain his temper anymore Inuyasha blurt out. “Then what the hell is wrong?” Miroku’s voice sounded shattered and uncontrolled. “Who said there was something wrong, Inuyasha?” Inuyasha just blinked for a minute.

“If there is nothing bothering you, you wouldn’t have left camp”

“Honestly Inuyasha there isn’t-“

“There is and you better tell me!” Inuyasha yelled holding Miroku’s shoulders making him face him. Miroku’s blue eyes’ fixated on Inuyasha’s yellow ones. Turning his gaze away Miroku shifted trying to get away.

“Inuyasha, please… I don’t want to talk…”

“Well you’re gonna”


“Why must you interfere with my thoughts?”

“Because if I don’t interfere and there is something wrong, you might do something stupid like you always do!”

“It’s just the curse I’ve been filling my mind… with what’s … going to happen to me.” Inuyasha looked at him quizzically. “I’m afraid, Inuyasha… I don’t want to leave you… I don’t want to leave anyone of you.” Inuyasha pulled him close finally doing what he was resisting.

“I won’t let anything happen to you Miroku.” He lulled in his ear. Miroku closed his eyes leaning on Inuyasha’s chest not really knowing why Inuyasha was being so nice and affectionate with him, but he didn’t care. Inuyasha lifted Miroku’s chin with one clawed finger making him look into his eyes again. “I promise” he said before claiming Miroku’s supple lips in a soft but still firm kiss, that Miroku didn’t expect and was totally unprepared for. His eyes were still open watching the hanyou enjoying the kiss as he pulled back to once again gaze at Miroku’s sparkling eyes.

“Sorry, you are just so tempting when you’re sad.” Inuyasha said still gazing at Miroku making him blush. The hanyou’s fingers trailed around Miroku’s cheek to his chin and neck. Miroku was confused, but did not stop him for it was making him feel loved, wanted… good. Inuyasha’s clawed hand cupped the monk’s face, leaning in and giving him a more passionate kiss. Miroku’s curious hands wondered over Inuyasha’s back as the hanyou increased the pressure between their lips. He licked the bewildered monk’s lips and begged for entrance. Miroku parted his lips immediately feeling the half demon’s tongue massage his own. Inuyasha carefully bit Miroku’s bottom lip with his fanged teeth careful not to break the skin, and started trailing kisses down his neck. The monk gasped when he felt a warm, wet tongue slide on his throat and his head tilted back exposing his neck making it easier for Inuyasha to access it. Inuyasha lightly bit his throat, scratching it with his fang, making Miroku gasp a little. Suddenly Inuyasha began trying to untie Miroku’s outer kimono startling him.

“Inuyasha… no… I’m sorry… I can’t…” he said grabbing Inuyasha’s hands and moving them away, before getting up and leaving. Inuyasha stared at Miroku’s back watching his kimono billowing behind him, regretting trying to seduce the monk.

Where was he to go? He didn’t want to go back to camp, he can’t face the others, not now. He was so lost in his own thoughts now more confused, and depressed than ever. How could the hanyou do this to him! Confusing…No! Using him like that in his most vulnerable state! Why did he let him get that far? Miroku was so lost in his own train of thought, he hadn’t noticed that he had walked far away from camp and into a small clearing. He could see another lake beyond the trees and thought that was the same lake he was just at. But it wasn’t. He slumped himself against a tree and rubbed his temples. He just wanted to curl up somewhere and die. Little did he know someone was watching the frustrated monk. Narrow yellow eyes gleamed from behind him coming too close. Miroku failed to notice the twig that was crush behind him, that or he just didn’t care, but when a hand closed on his mouth and seized both hands, he struggled trying to cry out praying for Inuyasha to come investigate, but he did not come. He was too far away from camp even if he wasn’t gagged no one would be able to hear him. Then a familiar voice spoke.

“You know if you struggle, you’re only hurting yourself.” He heard Sesshoumaru’s voice whisper in his ear indicating his right hand which the claws contained venom covering Miroku’s mouth. Miroku stopped struggling a little and whined. Claws so close to his skin, his back was pressed against Sesshoumaru and his armor was pinching his shoulder. Miroku shut his eyes and felt his feet leave the ground, also felt the poisonous hand leave his mouth and hold him on his waist. He took a chance and started screaming for help at the top of his lungs. Sesshoumaru didn’t look like he cared or even paid any attention. Miroku kept yelling for Inuyasha but to no avail.

Down below Inuyasha walked back to camp, his ears twitched as he heard a familiar voice somewhere in the sky, he looked up but saw nothing. Then he heard it again. This time he got aggravated and leapt into a tall tree peering into the night sky. He saw a figure holding something but couldn’t quite make it out. After a minute of focusing he noticed that the figure was whitish and that thing he was holding was purple and the sound was coming from it. His eyes widened in fear finally realizing it was Miroku as he sprang forth but there was no way to reach him. He called out to him but there was way he would be able to hear him with those human ears of his. He decided to make himself obvious by jumping on tops of trees so Miroku will know Inuyasha is coming to save him.

Miroku’s voice was cracking and loosing sound, loosing all hope he dangled his arms and closed his mouth. Sesshoumaru turned his head as if hearing something on the ground and he looked below, a speck of red vanished in a tree. Miroku immediately saw it and started screaming his name again. ‘The monk’s yelling actually had effect’ thought the demon frowning. Deciding that he didn’t want Inuyasha to get too close he flew full speed to his destination and they were out of sight.

A couple minutes went by and Inuyasha had lost them both. He pounded his fist on the ground cursing then stared up at the sky where he lost sight of them. He sprung for camp to wake everyone up and tell them Miroku’s been captured.

Miroku fainted in Sesshoumaru’s arms from the height and the fact that he is in so much trouble. Sesshoumaru merely snorted as he noticed the human’s lack of movement and took him into the castle. Sesshoumaru carried the limp monk inside a dark room effortlessly and tossed him onto the bed and started undressing him giving little care to keep his clothes in one piece. The room was more like a dungeon with a bed than a regular bed room. There were chains on the cold stone walls and it was dim. Miroku was still unconscious but it didn’t bother Sesshoumaru, it just made it easier for him. When he finished stripping him he gazed at his body sprawled on the large bed. The youkai trailed he talons over the monk’s chest, admiring the toned muscles. His face ever so peacefully sleeping, unknowing what lies ahead. Sesshoumaru grinned as he caressed his pale cheek and ran his thumb over his supple lips, eager to taste them. After a few more minutes of playing with his monk, the boy started fluttering his eyes open, to see two fierce yellow eyes staring back at him. Sesshoumaru grinned looking forward to getting some screams, pleads, and moans from the monk. His terrified face already arousing him.

“S-Sesshoumaru…” Miroku mumbled, fear in his eyes. The demon only grinned back. Miroku sat up with a start, wanting to run away, that is when he noticed he wore no clothes. His movements were immediately restricted when Sesshoumaru’s hands grabbed his wrists and pinned them over his head. “Let go!” he screamed and struggled, but the demon was too strong for him. Sesshoumaru leaned his whole body onto Miroku’s pinning him down so he wouldn’t struggle so much. “W-what do you want?”

“You” Miroku’s eyes widened and he struggled more. Sesshoumaru stretched the monk’s arms up more as to reach the bed post where two leather bonds were hanging. He strapped the bonds to the monk’s wrists so he wouldn’t have to hold them anymore.

“Untie me, Sesshoumaru!” Miroku yelled bucking and flailing his legs. The demon grabbed a hold of the monk’s legs and also tied his ankles to the bed. Sesshoumaru leaned in and licked his neck giving him a shiver from the human. The demon frowned noticing something he did not like. He took in a deep breath of the monk’s scent and frowned again.

“My brother’s scent is all over you!” he yelled angrily slapping Miroku with the back of his hand and coming in to claim his lips. Miroku viciously turned his head to the side and Sesshoumaru nipped at his neck. “I didn’t know Inuyasha was fond of humans, a male nonetheless” he whispered in his ear making Miroku wince at the hot breath on his neck. Then Sesshoumaru climbed on top of him straddling him. “That doesn’t mean I won’t take you” he said scratching his chest drawing a little blood. He leaned in and bit the place where his neck and shoulder met, sinking his fangs into the tender flesh. Miroku screamed out in pain as the blood trickled down his shoulder as Sesshoumaru fed off of him.

“Stop! Stop!” Miroku pleaded while Sesshoumaru lick at the two small puncture wounds he inflicted on his toy. Sesshoumaru got off of him and stood next to him fiddling with something above his head he brought down a black cloth and tied it around Miroku’s eyes. “No!... Don’t!.... What are you going to do!” Miroku wailed struggling with the bonds. He felt something hot and sharp close on his penis, and move up and down. Miroku stopped struggling so the sharp thing wouldn’t hurt him. Sesshoumaru’s mouth was over Miroku’s length making it involuntarily swell. Miroku let a shiver run down his spin and pleaded with him to stop. Sesshoumaru got off and slapped the monk once again.

“Do not speak!” Miroku screamed and the cloth around his eyes didn’t hold the tears that fell from his face. When Sesshoumaru saw the liquid fall from underneath the cloth he ripped it off. “Are you crying monk?” he asked when he didn’t answer he licked the tears away and continued what he was doing. Miroku, to his horror started to moan as he felt himself about to cum, but the demon stopped before making him climax. He didn’t want to pleasure the monk he just liked to see him shuffle and to taste him. Miroku whimpered moving his head from one side to the other moaning. Sesshoumaru grinned as he then took out a whip and smacked him on the stomach, chest, legs and arms leaving bruises and cuts and hot red marks. Miroku’s wails echoed almost throughout the whole castle with each crack of the whip. Tears flowing down the human’s face, asking himself why is this happening?! The pain finally stopped as he heard the whip being thrown to the side. . Miroku look at him weakly, tears still running down his cheeks. Sesshoumaru undressed himself and sat on Miroku’s chest with his penis facing him. Miroku turned his head away from it. Sesshoumaru yanked his hair and straightened it. “If you bite, I will humiliate you in front of your friends.” Miroku’s eyes glared at Sesshoumaru and Sesshoumaru tried to force his mouth open. “Open your mouth human!” He forced his mouth to open and shoved his penis in it, then rocked. “Suck monk!” Miroku did as he was told reluctantly. Sesshoumaru moaned as Miroku sucked. The monk was having a hard time keeping his mouth open and accidentally bit down lightly scraping his teeth on the demon’s length. Sesshoumaru’s hands wrapped around his throat making Miroku let go to gasp for air. “If you refuse to pleasure me orally I’ll just have to do it the hard way” He scooted down and sat between Miroku’s already spread legs and forced them to open more. Then without warning he pushed all the way into him roughly earning a scream from the human. The monk yanked at his bonds, but they were too tight.

“No…! Please… Sesshoumaru! Stop I beg of you! No!”

“Moan monk, begging me to stop only makes me do it faster” He panted, pounding hard into the fragile monk’s body, making him bleed and scream in agony. Sesshoumaru grabbed hold of the bruised legs as he came within the body. He moaned in relief and collapsed on top Miroku. The broken monk was quietly weeping to himself hoping it was over. But it was too good a hope. Finally Sesshoumaru pulled himself out of the human letting the blood and cum leak out of his injured hole. “Well… That was good… tight… I take it, it was your first time” Miroku ignored him, trying to block out his voice and trying to remain calm and sane. He was too weak to move, and in so much pain. He felt Sesshoumaru untie the bonds on his ankles and wrists. “Get up, get clean, and don’t bother getting dressed.” Miroku didn’t move, he couldn’t. “I said get up monk!” Miroku closed his eyes, waiting for a beating which did not come. Instead he felt someone lift him off of the bed. “You are pathetic” he said as he carried him to the bathroom.

“I won’t let anything happen to you, Miroku” Miroku remembered Inuyasha’s words. Miroku was in so much pain from below he was barely able to move. Sesshoumaru placed him in the warm water.

“I won’t clean you, I’m not your servant” He said leaving. Miroku just sat in the water. Why did Sesshoumaru even bother with making him bathe? Probably because he doesn’t want something dirty. He thought as he sunk into the water. He wrapped his arms around himself and leaned on to the side of the bath. He saw the water turn a little crimson and shuddered. After many minutes Sesshoumaru came inside and without warning took him by the arm and dragged him out of the water.
“Please, will you let me go now?” The monk asked barely able to walk.

“If I were going to let you go, I wouldn’t have bothered letting you clean up” Sesshoumaru said coldly. He walked to the now clean bed dragging the sad monk with him. “Lay down” Miroku shook his head.

“Please, I can’t… not again please, I’m only human!” He begged.

“Lay down” he said gently pushing him onto his back. Miroku closed his eyes and turned his head, wanting to die right then and there. He felt soft kisses on his cheek and neck. “You’ll be a good boy now” he said in between kisses. “You’ll do as you are ordered” Miroku started breathing heavily. He heard someone then walk in. Sesshoumaru lifted his head up and looked over his shoulder to see who it was. Miroku still had he eyes closed not wanting to know anything anymore.

“Ah, beautiful” he heard a dark voice say. “How ever did you manage to catch him?” Finally recognizing the voice, Miroku began to pant more heavily now.

“He isn’t that difficult to catch Naraku” Sesshoumaru grinned. Naraku stepped closer to the bed and ran his fingers down one of the monk’s legs.

“He is beautiful, I’ve noticed many times” Naraku grinned gazing at the human’s face. “But troublesome… Aren’t you Miroku?” Miroku didn’t answer nor did he open his eyes. Naraku trailed his hands over the cuts and bruises on his stomach and chest. “Looks like you’ve been through a rough time with Sesshoumaru. What’s the matter did you not obey your lord?”

“He is not my lord” Miroku spat.

“Aha vocal one aren’t you? Well let’s see how vocal you really are.” Naraku said removing his baboon clothes and flipping the monk onto his stomach. Sesshoumaru got up and sat on the floor watching the scene in front of him. Naraku ran his hands over the monk’s bum and cupped it. “Nice” he whispered as Miroku grabbed the sheets, the side of his face pressed up against the sheets as he felt Naraku raise his hips up.

“No…” Naraku smiled at his protest. Miroku gave a loud cry as the hanyou pushed himself inside holding his hips with clawed fingers. “No…” He cried into the sheets as Naraku began moving. The monk then started crying once again screaming at Naraku went faster and pounded harder. Miroku could feel blood in his throat from screaming, and his eyes red from crying. He grabbed on to the sheet tighter, turning his knuckles white as he was pushed against the bed. Naraku scratched at his back making blood ooze out and run down his sides. After what seems like eternity Naraky sunk his claws into the weeping monk’s hips and came within him. Naraku pulled out of him roughly and let him fall onto his stomach, once again blood and semen seeping onto the bed sheet.
“He’s good, tight, and good” Naraku said panting slightly. Miroku panted the sheets under his head wet from the sweat and tears that leaked onto them. His eyes open staring into space. Naraku cleaned himself off and put his clothes back on while looking at the human.

“I can’t believe he’s still conscious” Naraku said looking at Miroku’s limp figure, both eyes fixated on the two men that did this to him. Sesshoumaru took a dagger from a drawer and handed it to Naraku. Miroku stared at the dagger, he knew what was coming now. “You want to die, don’t you monk?” he asked coming closer with the dagger. Miroku didn’t move nor flinch, just stared at the dagger in Naraku’s hand. “Well” he tossed the dagger onto the bed beside the monk. “Do it yourself” he grinned and turned to Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru looked at Miroku who was staring at the dagger in front of him. The demon grinned and caressed the side of his cheek. “Come on” Naraku said impatiently waiting at the door. Sesshoumaru got up and walked out of the room leaving the monk alone with the dagger. Tears began to leak out of his eyes as he continued to stare at the dagger. He was barely alive as it is. He was going to die anyway, dagger or no dagger. He’d rather be consumed by his wind tunnel than endure this pain again.

Minutes later he heard something outside but paid no notice to it. For if he hoped he will be disappointed. He closed his eyes trying not to let his imagination make him see things. He heard a thud a couple feet in front of him. Inuyasha had come. He gaped at Miroku’s body and froze, thinking he was dead. Inuyasha slowly walked towards the bloody form, eyes started to water until he saw the monk move his hand, reaching for the dagger, with his eyes still closed.

“Miroku!” Inuyasha yelled as he ran to his companion and wrapping his arms around him hugging him close to his body.

“Inuy-a” Miroku said opening his eyes to look up at his rescuer.

“Shhh… don’t speak we’ll get you out of here.” Inuyasha said holding Miroku in his arms and looking around to see if he can somehow cover his shame. He found parts of his robes on the bed and took the biggest piece and wrapped it around his waist and lifting him up. “Come on, Miroku we’ll make it. Stay with me Miroku” Miroku’s eyes were closing and it started worrying Inuyasha. “Come on Miroku don’t die. Stay with me, don’t close your eyes please” He kept saying while leaping through the forest getting a safe distance from the castle.

He came to Kaede’s hut and burst through the front door. “Kaede!” Inuyasha yelled eyes wide with horror.

“Oh my! What has happened to him!”

“You must help him please!”

“He’ll be ok it looks like he lost a lot of blood lay him on the bed”

“Kaede! He’s closing his eyes!”

“Not to worry Inuyasha, he looks tired, do the others know?”

“No…”

“Then ye must hurry and tell them.”

“I-I can’t just leave him!”

“He’s with me Inu-“

“I don’t care!”

“Alright!!” she finally gave up and made Inuyasha stand next to him checking his pulse every now and then. Kaede cleaned him up and found the white liquid on his legs. “Oh dear” She sighed as she cleaned it up. “What? What’s the matter?” Inuyasha said in a harsh tone. “Poor man, who ever took him… had his way with him… not only by scratches and wounds but by their own selfish needs.” She said shaking her head. “I just hope he wasn’t conscious”

“What are you talking abo-“ Inuyasha’s eyes widened as he realized what had happened. He looked at where Kaede was cleaning. His eyes narrowed to a frown and thought of Sesshoumaru. He looked at the sleeping monk taking his head putting it on his lap and stroking his hair out of his face. “I’m sorry…Miroku… It’s all my fault…” He whispered “If I hadn’t tried to seduce you, you never would have gotten caught.” He leaned in and kissed his forehead “Please forgive me… wake up Miroku… Please wake up.” He took his hand and kissed it several times giving him a questioning look from Kaede. He didn’t care. Miroku’s eyes fluttered open to meet Inuyasha’s upside-down gaze.

“Inuyasha…” He said reaching out to touch his face making sure it’s real. “Are…are you really here?” Inuyasha took his hand and kissed it.

“Yes… yes I’m here Miroku, your safe don’t worry.” He whispered kissing his forehead again. “I will never leave you again… please forgive me.” Miroku gave a weak smile.

“Thank you… I’m sorry” he whispered. Inuyasha shook his head.

“No, you have nothing to be sorry about” he said on the verge of tears.

“I didn’t let you-“

“No! Don’t be sorry! You stupid monk! How can you think of that at a time like this!” Inuyasha said angrily.

“I… I just… Inuyasha…” the monk said, leaking tears out and holding his arms up wanting Inuyasha to hold him. “Please” Inuyasha lifted him up a little and let the monk bury his face in his chest.

“I … I love you”

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yeah yeah crappy ending but oh well...... ^_^ please review :D:D:D