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The Boyfriend	By : Xakana Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 19837 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.

Chapter List
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Disclaimer:
InuYasha, Kagome and anyone else you saw in the manga or anime does
not belong to me. Yukio does. If I saw so much as a shiny penny for
this story, you think I�d be writing fanfiction still? Okay, I
would� Damn other authors and their more interesting universes�
Genre:
Angst, Romance
Rating:
M

Codes: Kag/OC, Inu/Kag

Feedback: Keeps my muse talking and
the stories coming! Do tell. But if you have a flame, use it for
something more productive, like setting your clothes on fire.
Warning! This
is the dark chapter I alluded to. It contains non-consensual
material, violence and dark psychological themes.
The Boyfriend

Chapter 9
Kagome stood at the park, where she had asked
Yukio to meet her rather than the movie theatre. She was the only one
there for a long time, since she had come very early to figure out
how she wanted to say it. Finally, he stepped into view, walking
towards her and watching his feet. When he looked up, his face was
unreadable and his eyes were dark. He looked rather threatening, with
the red ends of his black hair standing out against his pale skin
like blood. She was unhappily reminded of Jakotsu for a moment and
she fought the chill that swept over her.
�You asked to meet here?�
Yukio asked, stopping a short distance away. He looked suspicious.
�Well, he�s right to be, isn�t he?� she thought
nervously. She was here to break up with him.
�I can�t see you anymore,� she said, using
the blunt approach he seemed to prefer.
�I see,� he said.
�I�m sorry,� Kagome said. �I didn�t
think it was right to tell you over the phone,� she added when the
silence stretched on.
�It�s the guy on the other side of the well,
isn�t it?� he asked.
�No, Yukio. I mean, that�s part of it,� she
added when his eyes narrowed. �But it�s really that I don�t
have any feelings for you. I like you and I enjoy being with you��
�But you don�t like me
�like that,�� he said, mockingly. Kagome took a step
back.
�No, I don�t,� she said, forcing herself to
stand her ground. �I�m sorry.�
�No, you aren�t,� he said. �But you�re
going to be.�
�Huh?� Kagome was becoming frightened now.
Yukio�s hair had fallen to completely obscure his face and his
voice had deepened with emotion.
�Do you know what my name means, Kagome?� he
asked, not looking up.
�No�� she said, wondering what names had to
do with anything.
�It means �gets what he wants.� I get what I
want, Kagome.� Yukio finally looked up at her and she gasped. There
was a decidedly red tint to his eyes, the gold flecks completely
changed. She knew it was a trick of the light, but it still scared
her. �What I want is you, Kagome. And I will have you.� He
grabbed her wrist suddenly and pulled her close. �Did you think I
was just some game you could play, to make that other guy jealous?�
�No,� Kagome protested and tried to pull back.
�Let me go, Yukio!� His grip tightened and he pressed his lips to
hers, grabbing the back of her head when she tried to fight him. She
slapped him as soon as she was able to pull back and he slapped her
back. Shocked, angry and scared, Kagome tried to run. Yukio stopped
her by grabbing her hair and pulling her back.
�If this is our last time
together, I wanted it to be sweet,� he said. �But if you won�t
cooperate, that doesn�t mean I�ll stop. I will have you.�
His hand wrapped around her throat and he held her from behind. She
struggled, but he was much stronger than he looked. �Things can go
one of two ways tonight, Kagome. We can make love�� Kagome
shrieked, but his other hand clapped over her mouth, cutting it
short. �Or I can fuck you.� He spun her around, narrowly missing
being kicked in the leg. �Either way, I get what I want.�
�No!� she screamed. Kagome started fighting
seriously then, realizing that he meant what he was saying. She
kicked at him and he hit her again. This time, he didn�t let go and
he shook her until her teeth rattled. He dragged her off into a copse
of trees and she fought with all the strength she had built shooting
her bow, fighting youkai and traveling for several hours a day, but
it was no use. Yukio wasn�t a youkai, so she couldn�t use any of
her sporadic holy powers against him. She had no one here to help her
and he was obviously no weakling himself.
He took the time to carefully remove her shirt
without ripping it, hitting her on the side of her head so that she
bit her tongue and the world swam when she struggled. She couldn�t
believe this was happening and in her mind, she was desperately
waiting for InuYasha to save her, even though she knew he wasn�t
coming. She had told him that she could do this on her own. She tried
to scream for help, but Yukio would just squeeze her throat or slap
her again. Finally, irritated by her incessant attempts to call for
help, he balled up her shirt and shoved it into her mouth until it
was choking her.
The entire time it happened, she kept trying to
convince herself that it wasn�t. She fought tooth and nail, fist
and foot, but Yukio was bigger, stronger and just as determined.
Kagome grew weak from fighting and from being struck in the head
repeatedly and her cries were feeble by the time the boy was done
with her. The worst was when he leaned in and kissed her gently as he
pulled the gag out of her mouth.
�You are beautiful, Kagome. I�ll miss you,�
he said.
�Fuck you,� she choked out.
�Once was enough for me,� he said. �Good-bye.�
He stood up, adjusted his clothing and threw her back her shirt after
using it to clean himself off. Kagome had curled into a fetal
position and was crying her eyes out. She didn�t see or hear him
walk away. She lied there for a long time, hoping someone would find
her and help her. But as the night grew late, she knew she was alone
and no one was coming for her. So she put herself back in her bra and
put her shirt back on. She crawled to her knees, in more pain than
she had ever felt in her life.
Kagome threw up. She heaved until she was empty,
and then fell back into a kneeling position. She wiped her mouth with
her shirt. She was going to throw it away when she got home anyway.
She forced herself to get shakily to her feet and cried out when she
tried to take a step. She glanced down at the blood running down her
leg and nearly fell again as a wave of vertigo gripped her.
She made her legs work, hissing past the throbbing
between them, taking one step after another. The shrine came into
view so slowly it seemed like she would never get home. She kicked
her shoes off at the door and opened it. She walked quickly past her
mother, refusing to answer her questions and ran up the stairs,
flinching at the pain each step gave her. She got into her bedroom
and ripped her clothes off, throwing them into the corner. She
stepped over to her mirror and looked at herself in it. Her face was
red from being slapped over and over and her eyes were swollen from
crying.
Thunder sounded overhead and she realized for the
first time that she was soaking wet. She didn�t remember it
starting to rain. She couldn�t remember why there was mud all over
her knees. She needed a bath, but she heard her mother on the other
side of her door and she didn�t want to talk. So she grabbed a pair
of pajamas, yanked them on and threw herself into bed.
�Kagome-chan, what�s wrong?� her mother
called from the other side of her door.
�I broke up with Yukio,� Kagome called back,
wanting to be alone. She didn�t want her mother to know how stupid
she had been. She didn�t want anyone to know what had happened. She
just wanted to take a bath and then go to sleep and never wake up.
�Can I do anything?� her mother asked.
�No,� Kagome snapped, the tears springing to
her eyes again. �I just want to be alone.�
�If you need to talk, you know where I am,�
her mother said.
�Thanks, Mama,� Kagome called back.
�I love you, Kagome,� her mother called.
�Love you, too,� Kagome
called back and covered her face with her pillow, suddenly hating the
colors in her room. She turned over and held the pillow tightly to
her face, wishing she could just suffocate. �If I had never gone
out with him in the first place, this never would have happened,�
Kagome thought. �I should have just waited for InuYasha to come
around.� Shame and guilt mixed in her until she thought she was
drowning in it and finally she drifted into the oblivion of sleep.
To be continued�
A/N: (after school special warning) If you or
someone you know is the victim of rape, the first thing you should
know is that it is not your or his/her fault. It is never the
victim�s fault, no matter the circumstances or what anyone
might say and you have the right to say no at any point and have your
�stop� respected, no matter when or what gender you are. At
least, in the United States. I would love to say anywhere in the
world, but what is a human right isn�t always a legal right. FACT:
OVER 60 percent of rapes in the US (which has the highest
percentage of reported rapes in the world) are NOT reported
officially. Many victims of the crime are attacked by people they
know and trust. While the US has 20 times the amount of rapes
reported in Japan, the rate in Japan is low because the police do
virtually nothing. Men can get off on the smallest technicality.
However, it is still important, wherever you are, to report the
crime, immediately, and seek medical and psychological
help as soon as possible. Don�t keep silent about it, that�s what
allows those appalling statistics to continue and there is no reason
why you should have to suffer alone or in silence. If you are in the
United States, you can call 1-800-656-HOPE.
On the internet, this sheet lists the steps you should take when
you�ve been attacked or if you are dealing with a friend who has: : http://www.rainn.org/what-should-i-do/index.html
http/
If you need any further information, feel free to contact me and, if
I am able, I will get it for you.
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