The Corrupted by RyuuAngel

And So It Begins

The Corrupted

WARNING! This fic is not for the Inuyasha happy fic lovers! This is a horrid fic that my sick mind made up. I want you to know now that it is twisted, and the charas may seem very OOC. This is a very dark fic with explicit details on things that you may rather not read. It will have its fluffy parts; I won’t make it completely horrid. Please turn back NOW if you do not like to read dark things, very bad things. This is rated for violence, sexuality, and rape.

RyuuAngel

Chapter 1: And So It Begins

It was the first time that it hurt the most. After that it just kind of became a dull pain. Then it seized to be painful at all after a few times. She just blocked it out, turning her head to the side as he made grunting noises from exertion. No tears escaped her unfocused eyes; they had long ago stopped spilling liquid when he had the urge. She just thought about other things, like how she needed to do the laundry after her shower. Then she probably ought to clean the house. Yeah, that needed to be done too. Then she would have to make dinner, but she didn’t know what to make. He’d go out the window, just like Inuyasha would have if he were leaving. But Inuyasha wasn’t here tonight, at least, not until later. She looked forward to that, but right now she realized that she wasn’t holding up the weight of another person. She shot a quick glance at the handsome, black-haired man and saw him zipping up his jeans. She stared at the paneling of her bedroom walls and waited for him to leave. It had been too long though and she darted a look at him to see him standing near her, watching her with careful eyes. She felt bile rise in her throat and hoped that he didn’t want to go again. Her whole being shuddered at the idea, and she turned her face back to stare at the paneling again. His soft, melodic, haunting voice tumbled into her ears.

“I know what you are doing. That one was for your mistake.” She whipped her head back at him. Did he know? She shivered when he ran his eyes down her nude body, taking in every inch. Her scared eyes almost made him want to do it again, but he was already late for an appointment. “Remember, Kagome, as soon as you get what I want, your trouble will stop. But as long as you keep screwing up, I will benefit. Don’t let me hear anymore of these rumors of that ‘Inuyasha’ or I may have to reprimand you.” Her wide eyes told him he was right, she did have feelings for the other boy. She was shaking with anger and fear, and he chuckled. She wouldn’t be able to keep the boy away from her, so he would end up ‘reprimanding’ her anyway, but she was becoming too nonchalant about his time with her. It seemed she wasn’t there, and didn’t care anymore. Now the first time, that had been fun. She had screamed and kicked, he hadn’t realized she was still a virgin. The pain in her eyes when he had ripped her open had been enough to make him want to do it over and over. Too bad it couldn’t be like that every time.

Kagome shivered as the dark figure disappeared out the window and into the inky night. He knew, now she would have to tell Inuyasha to leave her alone. He would never understand and probably be mad at her, but it would have to be done. Tears prickled at her eyelids, she didn’t wasn’t to lose him. He may be an asshole sometimes, but he would never intentionally hurt her. He was so sweet sometimes, as long as they were alone. It annoyed her slightly how he acted different around other people, but she sort of understood. Hopefully he’d get over it. Wait, it wouldn’t matter because tonight she would have to tell him to never come and see her again. Of course, she would probably see him in school, and he would probably try and talk to her. She hoped she had the strength to tell him to go away. She would have to, otherwise…

She got up and turned on the light to see what he had done to her this time. She stood in front of the mirror and saw a large bruise on her thigh, which was from last time. That time she had got him good on the jaw, and he had retaliated. There was a growing bruise that was new on her rib, and another on her back. He had been rougher than usual this time, which must have been because he had found out about Inuyasha. She looked in shock at her face and saw a good one close to her temple. Shit, people would ask about that one. What would she use for an excuse this time? She had already used falling down the stairs, and crashing on her bike, and falling on pavement. Okay, so she wasn’t very creative about this stuff. ‘You’d think I could come up with something better than that by now’ She thought. She sighed. Tripping on clothes on the floor and hitting her head on the desk would have to work this time. She grabbed clothes for a shower and took a quick one. The asshole had made her late for making dinner tonight; so now her mother would be mad at her too. All the hot water was gone, so the shower had been cold, but that okay. She was used to it, since it happened a lot in the apartment. She got out with a huge headache and went down stairs with all of her laundry, including the sheets, to do it. She put it in the old washer, twitching this and fiddling with that until it started up.

She thumped up the stairs to start dinner, sighing in relief when she realized her mother wasn’t even home yet. Dinner was ready in a matter of minutes, and after an hour she put the other portion in the fridge for when her mother got home later. She must be working over-time and had found out at work. Her waitress job didn’t pay well, and she would take any overtime she could get. She didn’t have any way to inform Kagome of this, their phone was disconnected, they couldn’t pay the bill. After putting the remainder of the food away, she tucked Souta into bed and told him a story about dragons and knights and happy people. He fell asleep within ten minutes and she stopped to kiss his forehead tenderly. She wiped the hair out of his face and tucked it behind his ear before getting up and turning out the light. She shut the door gently, hearing the soft click and putting her ear to the door to see if he had woken up. After a few minutes of nothing she tiptoed away and went back to her room. She opened the door and almost jumped out of her skin to see someone in there. The silver-haired man had an angry look on his face as he marched over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders.

“Where the hell were you? I told you I’d be here at 8 o’clock. It’s 9!” He yelled at her. He stared pissed into her sapphire eyes and was surprised to see actual fear in them. She was breathing funny and looked really scared. He immediately let go of her and touched her cheek. “What’s wrong with you, huh?” His voice still was gruff, but not like it had been before. She shook herself for her silliness; this was Inuyasha, not HIM. His face, the anger in his eyes had reminded her so much of when he would throw her around, she hadn’t been able to quell the bubble of fear the had surfaced. Damn, this was the worst part of it all, the fear.

“Kagome?” He asked, his voice soft. She looked up at him and smiled, but his concern only deepened. The bruise that she had noticed before had turned an ugly blue/ purple color. He touched it lightly and her smile disappeared. “Where did you get this?” He asked. She put her fingers over it to cover it and looked down, mumbling something about falling and hitting a desk. This was the third one he had asked about. He was beginning to have suspicions. She always had excuses that were definitely lies. He could tell by the way she mumbled and looked away when he asked about them. The fear in her eyes just now had shocked him, she’d always been so courageous, not the type to scare easily. She used to be happy and full of life, but lately she’d been kind of depressed. He narrowed his eyes at her and led her to the bed. He saw obvious resistance and a slice of fear go though her. Again he felt something streak through his soul and realized it was anger. He forced her to sit on the bed and sat next to her, taking her hand gently. She sat stiff for a moment but soon relaxed and looked at him.

“Who is doing this to you?” He asked in the gentlest voice he could. Shock registered on her almost flawless features, the bruise marring her pretty face. She looked to her hands, pulling it out of his grasp to twist them nervously.

“No, No one.” She stuttered. He got up and squatted down in front of her, peering into her face. She tried to look away from his unusual golden eyes but found herself unable to.

“Tell me the truth.” He stared intensely into her cerulean eyes and she shook her head, tearing spilling forth from closed eyes. He stood up and pulled her up next to him. She fell against his chest, sobbing softly. When it calmed down she had her head against his chest, he was holding her close.

“I can’t tell you.” She whispered. He abruptly grabbed her shoulders and held her away from him.

“Kagome. You need to tell someone about this so we can stop it.” She shook her head, fear and sadness in her opalescent depths. He shook her and she turned her head to the side, more tears sliding down her pale cheeks. “Kagome.” She tore away from him and turned her back to him, obvious pain in her voice when she spoke.

“You have to leave. Please.” She hunched her shoulders and hugged herself. He was shocked. She wanted him to leave? She couldn’t be serious. Whatever it was was that bad that she was going to make him leave rather than tell him? He took a step towards her and saw her flinch. He stilled and instead projected his voice at her shoulder.

“I won’t ask you anymore. I promise. You don’t really want me to leave, do you?” She whirled around, trying to look angry. He saw right off that it was fake and how painful her expression was.

“I told you to leave! Go! I… Don’t want to see…” She swallowed and stopped. She wasn’t fooling anyone. She was going to have to make him leave. She had to, otherwise her mother would lose her job and he would really get her. But she couldn’t do it. Her mother was going to lose her job, and it was her fault. They would probably get kicked out of the apartment if they were any later on the rent, and then they would be on the streets, and it would be all her fault. She crumpled to the floor, crying, not bothering to see where she landed. Her leg whacked off of the bedpost on the way, but she didn’t feel it. What was pain anyway?

Inuyasha watched as her knee cracked hard against the bedpost, she fell to the floor and seemed to not feel it. He was immediately down next to her. He cupped her face with his hand and she looked up at him. “It’s going to be all my fault! He’s going to know that I didn’t stop things between us and he’s going to get my mom fired and then he’s going to be so mad at me… We’re going to get kicked out of the apartment, and it’s going to be my fault!” He noticed she had not yet realized her knee was bleeding right through the pajama bottoms she was wearing. He processed what she was saying and let his jaw hang open in shock. That fucker! Whoever it was, the asshole was blackmailing her! If she told, her family would end up on the street, and who knows what else he held over her head. He’d kill the bastard when he found out who he was. He brushed the tears away from Kagome’s face and waited until she was quiet. Then he pulled her up and had her sit on the bed. He started rolling her loose pant leg up and saw her eyes widen in absolute terror. He stilled and gritted his teeth.

“You hurt your knee. I’m just taking a look at it.” He reassured her. He saw most of the fear leave her eyes, but still there was an uneasiness that he did what he could to ignore. He pulled the fabric carefully up and over her knee and saw it was split wide open. Then he noticed the edge of a bruise that was just above the cut. He pushed her pajama bottoms farther up her leg and saw her eyes widen and she desperately tried to push them back down. He held her hands away and examined the bruise, an older one. It varied from a sick yellow color to deep blue. This was bad, it wasn’t just a bruise, and there might be a bone chip there. It was too discolored. She stopped her attempts and instead looked away ashamed. He pulled the fabric down far enough so it was covering the bruise and straightened up.

“I’m going to go and get some stuff to patch up you knee. The cut is real deep and if something isn’t done, you could lose a lot of blood. Don’t move.” He commanded and left the room. He went out and down the hall to the bathroom. In the cabinet he found towels, some of which he wet, and other things he would need. He returned to her room to find she had done exactly as he had said. She hadn’t moved an inch. She was staring at her knee, not seeing it. He walked over to the bed and set down all of the things he would be using. He kneeled down in front of her and started to clean it. She never moved or seemed to feel it. He doctored it carefully; making sure it was clean before putting alcohol on it and wrapping it tightly with gauze under that to keep it from bleeding through. When he was done he gathered up the stuff he taken out. She seemed to come out of her daze finally and looked up at him with grateful eyes.

“Thanks. Uh, I can put that stuff away. You don’t need to.” She got up and found it hard to walk with the wrapping around her knee. She felt the pain finally and hissed when she bent her knee and it pulled at the wound. He put out an arm to stop her and brought her back over to the bed.

“I’ll take care of it. I can figure out where I took all this stuff from.” He picked it up and went out of the room. She sat silently, very grateful. He returned a minute later and sat next to her. A long, heavy silence passed between them. Finally Inuyasha spoke.

“I understand why you want me to leave you alone. I’ll try, for the most part, if you really need me to.” He hooked a finger under her chin and turned it towards him, bringing his face a scant inch from hers. “I want you to promise me something.” He said. She looked unsure and wondered what he would want. Thoughts of what the last person who had made her promise something and what he wanted passed through her mind and she tried not to pull away from his touch.

“Promise me you’ll tell me when I can come and see you. In secret that is. I will not talk to you in public. But I don’t think I can stay away from you forever, so we’ll have to figure out sometime we can meet in secret.” His eyes looked shyly back into hers and she almost kicked herself. This was Inuyasha, not HIM. Sure, all guys wanted the same thing, but hopefully some were willing to take the answer no. She couldn’t believe she had thought that he would do that to her. He would never, she hoped. Could she trust him? Would he always be there for her? She was suddenly acutely aware of how close his lips were to hers, and how his breathe smelled of mint. She focused on his golden eyes and saw them get slightly larger; she was lost in the unique color of them. Their lips touched lightly, nothing like the bruising kisses Naraku forced onto her lips. Inuyasha’s lips were careful, and so light. They gently caressed her and she timidly kissed him back. Taking that as a go-ahead, he touched his tongue to her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She opened her mouth after a moment and let his tongue glide in. It explored every part of her mouth, tickling the roof and the sides before running along her own tongue and out. She followed his tongue with her own and mimicked his movements, touching and caressing. His hand lightly rubbed her right leg, the one without the bruise and cut. She almost bit his lip in surprise when his hand traveled up high, causing tingled and shivers to travel though her body.

He made her forget this by leaving her lips and placing open-mouthed kisses all along her jaw line. He nibbled at her neck, feeling her tip her head to give him better vantage, encouraging him. His hand worked its way up, finding the edge of her shirt and sliding beneath it. She moaned when he found the pulse on her neck and nibbled it gently. His hand went higher and skimmed the skin under her breast. She gasped and he grinned. His hand slowly went behind her back to undo her bra. Like lightning a memory hit her of someone else undoing the very same piece of clothing. It had been yanked off and his hands had grabbed and pinched, hurting her. His rough mouth on her lips, biting into them. She yanked back and felt his hand fall away from her back and saw a surprised look on his face. Not like the one that would have been on Naraku’s; not angry. Just surprised.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. She shook her head in dismay, and anger. Even now the stupid bastard was leaving his mark on her. Nothing she did was free of his presence. She couldn’t escape him!

“I… I can’t. When you touch me, it reminds me of when he did.” His face once again registered shock, then anger.

“The bastard raped you?” He snarled. She shrank down a little and nodded. He saw her expression and softened his voice, saying it tenderly. “Your first time? He forced you? He wasn’t considerate?” His expression held such sadness. She nodded and watched as he clenched his jaw, trying not to yell. “That, what a horrible thing to do. The first time… It should be beautiful. It shouldn’t happen like that.” He turned her face so that she was looking at him again. His hand cupped her cheek and his rough thumb caressed it lightly. “I promise never to hurt you like that. And if you’ll allow me, I’ll show you how it’s supposed to be done. I’ll stop at any time if you need me to, or just want me to. I promise.” He smiled at her and she felt her heart clench. He was, was he trying to help her? He promised he would stop if she asked; there was only one way to get over her fear. But should she? It didn’t really matter now, as long as they used a condom. And the last question was, would she be able to? Or would her first time be a constant reminder, and not allow her to enjoy it? No, she would get over her fear; she would not let him get to her this way. This was one way of fighting back, and she was determined. Slowly she nodded to Inuyasha and watched as his smile widened. Before she could do anything his lips were on hers in a light kiss. A stab of fear went through her and she fought to ignore it, focusing on his lips. Slowly the fear dissipated as he deepened the kiss, sending tingles down her spine. He pulled back, making her feel abandoned. He grinned at the lost look on her face and pulled her into his lap, putting his hands around to her back and kissing her passionately, yet still gently. She returned it when his hands did not move from the place they were, around her body. He very carefully and deliberately lifted her shirt from her back and slid his hand under it, placing it flat on her back.

She tensed at the change and he felt it and stopped kissing her to look into her eyes. He saw her fighting the fear of something that wasn’t him. An idea formed in his head and he pulled his hands from under her shirt to turn her so she was straddling his lap. She looked relieved and unsure as he scooted farther onto the bed, holding onto her hips. He lay back against the pillow and put his hands above his head, leaving them there. She gave him a questionable look that he returned with a smile.

“Here. I’ll keep my hands here, and you do what you want to me. I promise I won’t move or touch you unless you tell me to.” She looked surprised, then happy. It was a good idea, it might even work. He was so sweet for putting up with this. She couldn’t imagine what most guys would do.

“Thank you.” She whispered and bent down to kiss him. He allowed it but did not return the kiss. She licked his bottom lip and he opened his mouth for her, forcing himself to stay still. She used her tongue to draw his into her mouth and he kissed her back. She broke off to kiss his neck and collar bone, feeling him shiver when she found the pulse on his neck. She pulled off his shirt; he helped but put his hands back in their former position. She kissed his bare chest and marveled at the quiet strength he held. His chest was muscular, he could easily overpower her, and yet his hands stayed above his head. Well, she might as well be nice if he was going to hold himself back. She unzipped his jeans and shimmied them off, laughing at his Spongebob Squarepants boxers. He gave her a black look for laughing at him.

“They’re just so cute! I like them.” His look disappeared and he grinned at her. She lay on top of him, letting her body weight press them together. GOD, he was huge! She could feel the heat of him against her thigh. She kissed his lips and liked the way his hot skin felt, so yanked off her shirt to let her skin touch his. She trailed kissed down across his chest and over his belly. He moaned when her hand brushed his erection, it jumped against her hand. She pulled off his boxers and almost gasped. It was so big! She ran a finger down the side of it and heard him gasp. She followed that with her tongue and he moaned again. Her mouth engulfed the head and she slid her mouth down it, pulling back a little and sliding a little farther down. He was panting and she slid slower, sucking hard, he moaned her name and she slid it down her throat, but could not move it and instead used her tongue to do all sorts of things to it. She felt he was on the edge and suddenly he came into her throat. She swallowed until he was spent and slid him out of her mouth, smiling. His eyes were closed and he was breathing hard, still going through the after-shocks of an orgasm. She licked her lips, deciding she liked the salty taste, and grinned when he opened his eyes. He grinned back at her.

“Where in hell did you learn to do that?” He asked. She shrugged and lay her body next to his. He brushed a piece of her ebony hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear.

“I think it’s your turn now.” She said. His hand stilled from where it had been lightly tracing the features of her face.

“Are you sure?” He looked seriously into her eyes. She smiled and nodded. He brought his lips an inch from hers.

“Only if you’re sure.” He said. She nodded again and brought their lips together. He rested his hand on her hip, remembering how afraid she had become when he had tried to touch her bra. So he went for a different tactic. He pushed her flat on her back, never breaking the kiss and rested his hand on her thigh. She parted them for him to continue and he traveled up, sure to hit all the points he knew were especially sensitive. He skimmed his hand up the best one and lightly over it before running his hand back down her leg. He took his leg and placed it between hers to bring them further apart. His hand crept back up her leg and she tensed, but relaxed quickly. He pressed his finger lightly against the spot right in-between her legs and heard her moan. He rubbed lightly and she squirmed and tried to encourage him. He pushed harder and could feel her shiver with need.

Oh, god, if he didn’t stop she would… well, she didn’t know what she would do, but something. At the same time she really didn’t want him to stop and her body showed it by wriggling closer and pushing into his fingers when he touched her. She cried out when he slipped his fingers inside her pajama pans and he found the nub in her folds and rubbed it. Lightning zoomed through her and made her eyes roll back in her head. Her hips lifted in time to his hands as he rubbed her jewel. She but her lip to keep from making any more noise but had to stop when he kissed her lips. His fingers went lower and slid into her, making her convulse with pleasure. He pushed against her walls and rubbed her clit with his thumb. She rocked in time with it and then was there. Stars exploded in her eyes as she was hit by her orgasm with such great force. She yelled his name as wave after wave of pleasure rode through her. It finally slowed and she realized he had taken his hand out from her pants and was staring at her intently.

“How was that?” He asked. She shook her head, grinning.

“What do you think? Hmmm, right now, I think the only word that I can think of is wow.” He grinned back at her.

“So you liked it? It was okay?” She smiled.

“OKAY? It was glorious, wonderful, awesome. I don’t think there is a word to describe what that was like.” He blushed and she grabbed his hand. “Very talented, very nice hands.” He blushed deeper and replied.

“Your pretty talented yourself.” It was her turn to blush now, which she did, turning a pretty pink. He rested a hand against her bare stomach. She squirmed since she was ticklish and he spread his fingers out, making her move more. After he stopped moving she stopped and waited to see what he would do next. He seemed to change his mind and removed his hand, but instead traced very delicate lines just above her bra. She stared up at him with luminous eyes as the feeling from before returned slowly. The fear was fighting to try and dominate her but she quelled it and eventually it disappeared completely. Leaving her feeling only what his hands were doing. She reached behind her to undo her bra and pulled it off. His hands found her breast again and grazed over the tip of them sensually. It hardened quickly as he rubbed his thumb over the areola. Time seemed to stop, there was only the here and now. She felt his hard cock brush against her clit and then he used his hand to position himself to enter her slowly.

At first he was surprised when he met no resistance within her, but then remembered she had been forcefully opened. He kept his pace slow and deliberate, trying to drive her over the brink. She was pushing against him, pulling him farther in than he had planned, squeezing deliciously. The friction was making his senses go haywire and his pace increased. She matched him, thrust for thrust, waves of pulsing need going through them. They exploded together in a drive of desperation and yelled together in the throes of pleasure. He collapsed on top of her and rolled to the side to keep from crushing her. They were hugging each other close, savoring the moment. Her legs had found their way to around him and were clutching at him, wanting to stay that way forever. This was pure bliss, there was nothing better. Eventually he pulled away from her to disengage himself. She felt a certain loss when he pulled himself out of her, an incompleteness. She sat up when he got up and started pulling his clothes on silently. She felt the need to talk.

“Thank you, Inuyasha.” She said shyly, he stopped what he was doing to glance at her. She was smiling, making his heart clench. He took two large, fast steps to her and pressed his lips against hers in a final way, before he went back to dressing. She just watched him, delighting in how the muscles in his body rippled and pulled. He was so perfect; she had never realized it until now. He was, god, he was sooo hott!

“Ano, Inuyasha?” He looked up at her and she was smiling at him appreciatively. “You have a nice body.” He blushed and finished zipping his pants. She grinned at the blush that crept up on his cheeks. She got up and saw him stop right in the middle of putting a shoe on. His eyes were glued to her and she blushed now. He kicked the shoe back off and walked to her, staring at her.

“Kagome, you are absolutely perfect.” He took a hand and ran fingertips up her arm and then down her side. “So beautiful.” He murmured. She shivered from his light touch and closed her eyes. He smiled and cupped her cheek; making her open her eyes just to close them when he kissed her. He lingered in the kiss, trying to draw it out, being gentle and sweet. She indulged in it, reveled in the feeling he gave her. He slowly pulled away and enjoyed the dazed look in her eyes. He turned back to putting his shoes on and she watched, trying not to show how much she wanted him to stay. Just as he was about to leave she stopped him by rushing forward and putting a hand on his arm. She just gazed into his beautiful eyes before speaking.

“Meet me in the old house behind Pleasant Street on the 15th. My Uncle owns it and doesn’t do anything with it. It’s still almost like new. He’s too sick and doesn’t have time for it.” He nodded and touched her cheek before sliding out the window and shimmying down the tree next to her window. He stood at the bottom for a moment to look up at her before turning and walking across the lawn towards his car parked on the other side of the street. He got in the black Ferrari and started the engine before roaring off into the night. She watched, sighing, and shut her window. She turned away from the window and jumped when she saw her mother glaring at her form the doorway of her room.

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AN: That is the first chapter. It will get darker in later parts and even more complicated. I am a cliffy writer and if you dont like it, too bad. I can't help it, it just happens. Must be unconscious.

RyuuAngel