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Someone to hear you Scream	By : Avarwen Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 6741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Someone to hear you Scream
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AN: Feliz Navidad, Joyeux Noel, and a Merry Christmas to everyone! ^_^!
Okay, this is a one shot fic, and has some VERY dark content, including inucest, rape, yaoi, humiliation, as well as some HC at the end I think, so you have been warned-- do not continue if your stomach can�t handle this sort of thing. Or if your stomach CAN handle this sort of thing, but your mind can't. The Sequel to this story "Darkness and Light" Is now up! ^_^

VERY IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER: (This MUST be read and understood before you continue) I do not own Inuyasha, Inu Taisho, Izayoi or Sesshomaru. I don�t own any of the other Inuyasha characters either, but since they�re not in this fic I didn�t think it would be necessary to tell you about them. I make no money off of them. Rumiko Takahashi does though! The only thing I own is this story and the deranged and slightly psychotic thoughts in my head. Do not try and steal either!

Someone to Hear you Scream

�Say it again.� Inu Taisho growled as he pressed harder into the warm body beneath him.
�I-I... want you.� Inuyasha whimpered back as his father let out a groan and thrust into him again.
�And?� Inu Taisho persisted.
�I...� Inuyasha tailed off, unable to finish, to bear the pain and humiliation, the lie that came with those words. A new pain, other than the one his abused ass was now taking, wracked through his body, and Inuyasha cried out in that pain as his father bit harder into his ear, his fang piercing nearly enough to go all the way through the fur and flesh. �I love you!� Inuyasha shouted out-- anything to make the pain stop.
Inu Taisho grunted slightly, pulling his teeth out of his son�s ear at the same time as he pulled all but the head of his length out, holding that position as he, in a motion that was mock-tender, began lapping at the crimson blood flowing from the abused appendage.
�You would do well to remember that, my son.� Inu Taisho said, his breath hissing across Inuyasha�s ear, causing it to flatten in pain and despair as his father brought a clawed hand up to gently stroke his face, mumbling �You�re so beautiful.�
Inuyasha whimpered quietly and turned his head to the side, not wanting to see the monster hovering over him-- inside of him.
Inu Taisho growled at the displays of defiance, and bit the furry triangle again, hard enough to pierce all the way through this time, while moving his claws down to scrape his son�s sides and giving a particularly hard thrust into the small body beneath him.
Inuyasha screamed. Not that that mattered. There was no one there to hear him scream. No one cared.
Well, maybe not no one.
But there was no one who could do anything about it-- who could help him. Not yet.
But maybe later...
His thoughts were interrupted as his father thrust into him again, before, once again, holding still, drawing out the pain for the hanyou beneath him as he roughly said �Don�t ever forget how lucky you are, Inuyasha.� And Inuyasha shuddered slightly beneath him. If this was luck, he�d gladly break all the mirrors in the world to break it.
�Remember, I own you. Mind. Body. And soul. You owe each and every one of those things to me. Who else would have kept you alive at birth? Raised you, taught you, trained you to be the warrior you are today? Who else would have ever shown you such love? Or taken that wretch of a mother of yours as their mate?� Inu Taisho near sneered at him, and Inuyasha bristled slightly as his father�s words-- not about him, he�d heard before how lucky he was and how much he owed to his father-- but that the bastard above him had the audacity to speak of his mother like that...
�Do not speak of her in such a way!� He hissed out, earning him a hard backhand that sent his head snapping violently to the side, splitting his lip and causing small amount of blood to begin to leak out, further staining the futon beneath them. There were too many stains there to count, and every morning the servants had to come in and wash it, or replace it with another futon to become his next mortal enemy.
�You will not defy me, Inuyasha-- not in any manner, or your precious mother will not live to see the dawn of another day.� Inu Taisho said, using the same threat he had been using for years-- ever since Inuyasha had finally become old enough and strong enough to fight back effectively.
Inuyasha gritted his teeth, but remained silent, and Inu Taisho made a small �hn� noise, then grabbed his son�s chin, yanking it roughly so that Inuyasha was forced to face him again. That is, among all the other things he was being forced to face.
�Tell me, Inuyasha, who else would do all these things?� Inu Taisho asked, reverting back to his earlier statement.
�No one.� Inuyasha said quietly, submissively, though in his mind it sounded more like an insult than the, perhaps grateful, comment it was supposed to be, as he slowly closed his eyes to block out the twin poison suns that were his father�s own.
�Make sure you remember that next time you think to defy me.� Inu Taisho said, releasing his son�s chin and thrusting into him again.
Inuyasha turned his head to the side, his bleeding ear still flattened in pain and an effort to protect it from further abuse as he resisted the urge to let the shields of despair that made up the tears in his eyes fall, squeezing his eyes shut against them.
His father�s next comment, however, was enough to cause them to crack open-- since he had no will left to be surprised at anything. �Perhaps I should let Sesshomaru have a turn on you. He�s been working hard lately, and this could be just the thing he needs-- a good lay. And you do make a very good one at that.�
Inuyasha�s cheeks heated with embarrassment and remembered humiliation. His father had offered him to a few other youkai before (though never yasha�s for risk of getting them pregnant) as a way to make them more happy and gain something his father wanted from them.
Never before, in all the times his father had talked about Sesshomaru, had he talked of offering Inuyasha to him like this. And he did talk about Sesshomaru a lot.
Sesshomaru.
He was the perfect, untouchable trophy son-- the firstborn and full youkai, displaying perfectly everything a youkai should be: bravery, strength, domination, wisdom, and seemingly nothing but morbid curiosity for the world around him.
Sesshomaru.
The one his father always praised.
The brother he supposedly hated.
The brother who supposedly hated him.
Sesshomaru.
The only good thing to come from this.
And if only his father had known how close to the truth his words actually came-- Inuyasha imagined that he, at least, would not last the night. Sesshomaru would likely be forced to have a healer specializing in mind problems take a look at him, before Inu Taisho went out and bought him his own personal brothel just to set him back on the course of perfection. And then, if Inuyasha was still alive, he�d probably come and laugh at him, gloat over him and sneer at him that he let his own father and brother fuck him. The latter of which he did willingly.
Sesshomaru had more �turns� on him than he could count-- though not nearly as many as Inu Taisho. Sesshomaru had only started coming to him maybe a year ago. Inu Taisho had been doing this for nearly as long as he could remember.
When Sesshomaru had first come to him, it had not been for sex, though.
He had come because he had heard, smelled and seen much of the disgraceful act Inu Taisho had performed on him, and Sesshomaru had, for the first time since Inuyasha had seen him, seemed genuinely concerned. Though whether it was for him or the dishonour this brought his family was beyond Inuyasha.
All he had known was that he was cold, empty, broken and so very desperately alone, and Sesshomaru had noticed something was wrong when no one else had, even if it took him a very long time to notice it, and had come to try and help him-- even said that he would kill Inu Taisho for acting with such disgrace. It had been a ridiculous notion, both brother�s new. Sesshomaru was strong-- one of the strongest youkai�s to ever exist in the land probably, but he still was not strong enough to defeat their father. Inu Taisho knew them from birth, knew how they had been trained, who they had fought, and just about every other little detail about him. It would be like a match of two against one and completely unfair to Sesshomaru. And Inuyasha? Inuyasha was barely strong enough to get the jump on Sesshomaru on occasion, let alone his own father. His father�s constant violation of him had weakened him greatly in body and mind, and he doubted he would ever be able to catch up to Sesshomaru.
Still, Sesshomaru had been there when no one else was, and Inuyasha had needed... something... anything that could have helped with the ache he had lived with for so long. And Sesshomaru had had it, whatever it was. He had not killed their father, but he had given something else that Inuyasha needed during this time of trauma: Love, not death. An escape. For both of them.
Sesshomaru had needed someone to break through his wall of glacier ice, someone to let it and show more than just cold indifference to. He had needed warmth and something to take care of. Inuyasha was that something.
Inuyasha needed someone to cleanse him of his father, wash away the foul stench that always covered him afterward and tell Inuyasha it would be alright. Sesshomaru had been all those things and more. And since his brother refused to be anything other than seme, Inuyasha was cleansed totally and completely, filled with his brother�s light instead of the evil from his father.
And every night, once Inu Taisho was done with him, Sesshomaru came to him, took him to cleanse his body, and then held him, whispering incoherent words in his ears, and telling him he loved him to cleanse his mind and heal both their broken hearts.
Sudden pain wrenching through his shoulders alerted him to claws and fangs being embedded deeply in his torso, and he screamed again, feeling his throat tear slightly from the sound. Again.
Inu Taisho grunted in a pleased way and bit his shoulder, careful to avoid the collarbone and not place a permanent mating mark there. After all, once his father was done with him, he would still have to go out and find a mate and carry on the family name and all that-- just in case Sesshomaru couldn�t.

His father thrust roughly into him, again and again and again, and Inuyasha cried out again and again and again until, with one final thrust, Inu Taisho came, buried deep inside his son�s body.
Inuyasha whimpered quietly and shuddered at the feeling of his father�s seed shooting into his torn insides, wishing, praying that when he opened his eyes he would see Sesshomaru there, not this... monster.
Inu Taisho did not bother with collapsing against him, but pulled out almost immediately, quickly shoving off of him as though he had been burned, and then moving to get dressed while Inuyasha remained where he was on the bed, naked, bleeding from several different places and afraid to move. He was so torn, so broken, and the overwhelming feeling of being alone and trapped was beginning to take over him, and Gods, if that demon didn�t leave soon he might very well loose it.
Inu Taisho did not seem to sense this, only fear and emptiness from his son, and he looked down at him in disgusted-- if satisfied-- scorn.
�Until next time, my son.� He said, putting emphasis on the word �son�, before turning swiftly toward the door and exiting the room, heading back toward his real mate-- the ningen Izayoi-- and leaving Inuyasha alone at last.
Inuyasha closed his eyes tightly, rolling onto his side and curling up tightly as silent tears began to flow, spilling out into the awaiting darkness in the room-- though, for all the difference it made, the sun could have been shining right outside the window. To Inuyasha, it still would have been as dark and cold and empty as his father�s heart.
He didn�t know how long he lay there like that-- it could have been a minute, it could have been a decade-- when the small sound of creaking wood and a silent shift in the air alerted him to someone entering his room.
A familiar scent reached his nose, and Inuyasha felt the newly gained tension from the intruder as well as some of the old tension from his father leave him as the presence he knew so well came closer, slipping down onto the futon, strong arms coming to wrap around him, pulling him into a familiar embrace, offering him a love and security he could not even being to hope to find anywhere else.
�Sesshomaru.� He said, a trace of panic entering his voice as he felt Sesshomaru�s lower half press against him, and both brother�s were startled by how weak and broken (if fairly content) his voice sounded.
Sesshomaru did not say anything, just tightened his arms around his brother, his tongue coming out to gently lap at Inuyasha�s wounded ear, seeming content to simply offer his despairing and broken brother nothing but gentleness and kindness for the time being.
And Inuyasha was surprised but grateful because right now he did not think he could take any more of that. And right now, more than anything else, he needed this.
This feeling of belonging, of being wanted and truly loved-- of not just being kept to have his body abused and used for another�s pleasure. And Sesshomaru tried his best to convey all that he felt to his broken brother without using words, all that he wanted to happen-- and keep from happening. And that, in the end, they would be together and Inu Taisho would never touch him again. That, in the end, everything would be alright.
Even though they both know it wouldn�t be.
But sometimes you need to pretend.
They had both been locked and lost in the darkness, silently screaming for anyone to hear them and come save them from the oblivion. But, out of all the people in the world who should have heard those screams, they were the only one�s to answer to each other.
They were the only ones to hear each other scream.
And they were the only ones to come and help.
Because, secretly they both knew that, only they could.
END

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Glossary

Inu Taisho (Inu no Taisho) - Inuyasha and Sesshomaru�s father. His name means �Lord of the Dogs�

Hanyou - Half-Demon

Youkai - Demon

Yasha - (I actually don�t know if you add s to the end (like this: Yasha�s) to pluralize it, but I did, just to be safe) It means female demon. (I know, weird huh?)

Seme - The dominant male in a yaoi pairing

Ningen - Human

Izayoi - Inuyasha�s mother

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AN: Well how�s that for an incredibly dark Christmas present?
OKAY, PLEASE PAY ATTENTION HERE: I�ve been getting some requests lately for this fic to be continued. I don�t know how to respond to that other than to say that I have already continued this fic. Twice. It�s sequel, �darkness and light� is already out there, as well as that fics sequel �Scars�. Why did I decide to do it in sequels and not continuing chapters? Because I wanted to.

Lol, I hope you enjoyed it, and remember, you don�t have to be afraid of reviewing! It�s not going to hurt you! Reviews are your friends! ^_^ lol, Merry Christmas everyone!
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