Absconding Sorrow by Tamasha Toko

The Punishment

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This is the rest of a story that was started by Profiler120 that I am continuing with her permission it starts from chapter 7, and of course you won't know what's going if you don't start from the first chapter, so if you've never read Absconding Sorrows look up Profiler120 and read this wonderful story, and if you have read then please by all minds continue to enjoy it.

Absconding Sorrow

Part Seven: The Punishment

Author: TamashaToko

Owner of the Plot: Profiler120

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Nar/Kag Sess/Kag Inu/Kag

Author's Note: Once again this is my first shot at working on this fic without any of Profiler120's help. The idea for this whole chapter came from me, so I would much appreciate it if everyone reviewed and could tell me how I'm doing. I'm doing the best I can to mimic her writing style, but I don't think I can ever capture emotions as well as she can.

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She was his. Why was that so hard for her to understand? It should had been obvious after seizing her family's property that when he was defied someone would suffer the consequences.

No, it didn't seem to be getting through to her. If it did she wouldn't question him or have even picked up that phone when Masaharu called.

Masaharu, he had been on his mind all day both at work and at home; especially when he looked at her. Sesshoumaru was plotting to take what was his away, and by the way Kagome looked when she was lost in her own personal thoughts it was as though she thought about the 'what-ifs' if that bastard succeeded.

There would be no 'what-ifs' to even fantasize about, and he would make sure of that. She had been his desire, and he would not lose her. This problem would be nipped in the bud, and it would start with her.

Before when he first brought his little pet home he was just glad that she was his and his alone, so much that he would give her whatever she desired just to enjoy being by his. Locking every thing had been necessary to make sure that his precious would be where he wanted her when he got home.

But now he got a new thrill from her.

Every time she frowned or was obviously displeased despite her words saying otherwise something sparked within him. He liked it. He liked seeing her expression when she was asking herself in her head questions like if she was happy or what he would do if she made a run for it.

Kagome was the kind of girl that was better off happy, which was the kind thing that became luscious when toyed with the emotions of doubt and fear.

When he arrived home he found her in one of the spare bedrooms laying on the floor with a magazine of sorts.

He smirked, was she trying to hide from him upon his arrival? Something else she would eventually be punished for.

Kagome's whole body tensed up a bit in fear when the door was opened by him. She was scared now, scared of her husband. He hadn't laid a hand on her or anything, but he was the type who didn't need too. It had been a month since Sesshoumaru's call, and Naraku wasn't going to let her forget about what a mistake it had been answering.

Not only did everything remained locked, but the windows had been blocked with a sheet thin piece of metal that she couldn't figure out how to remove. It had been two weeks since she seen the ocean let alone gone anywhere near it.

Some of the valuables she had brought from home were missing too. Not the clothes or jewelry, but irreplaceable items such as photo albums, letters from family members, and High School graduation gifts. More than anything she wanted them back, but she learned not to address the issue.

"Get up." He ordered in a voice that was demanding and left no room for response, "And dress decent."

She didn't challenge him. Instead she stood up and went into their bedroom where she picked out a skirt and a matching top.

"Nicer." He then appeared in the bedroom having no qualms about watching her undress, "I have a banquet to tonight, and it isn't the place for you to flaunt around in dressed like that."

It had been dumb of her to pick the skirt. No matter how hot it got he forbade her wearing anything short in public. It was another part of his paranoia, as though someone would actually find her attractive and steal her away from him at the grocery store.

"We will dine at the dean of admission's home," he noted dully watching her dress once again into a white flowing dress that covered up both legs entirely, "everyone is to bring their spouse."

He made it clear that he wouldn't have taken her otherwise for two reasons. One, he didn't trust her anywhere, and two, it was nothing to brag about that his very young wife was only his student a few months ago.

They would probably construct a lie about their marriage on the drive there, but it was better then the uncomfortable menacing silence he would but her through. She couldn't stand silence on car rides, and knew that quite well, another one of his many ways to punish her.

Despite the newfound desire to shatter his wife he still noticed her beauty. No matter what she would do wrong he would still make sure she had the very best clothes to match it, but there was a flaw with the elegant dress she adorned.

The bulge in the stomach, that reminded him there would only be three months more of just him and her. In three months she would have that infant. Masaharu's infant to be exact. He wasn't exactly jealous though, because he had no intention of ever being a father.

He had even made it clear he would have nothing to do with this child. It was his duty and part of him and Kagome's marriage agreement that he would finance the child through school and such, but be a father to it? Never.

It was too late for a legal abortion, and he wasn't sinister enough to remove the problem himself...yet.

Once or twice when that round stomach of hers had been on his mind during their time in bed, forcing him to be more careful to his displeasure, he thought about making her to hand it over to Sesshoumaru. Sesshoumaru had been the one who tainted his little pet in the first place, so it was only natural he paid some sort of price, but ever since that phone call he erased that from his mind.

Sesshoumaru wouldn't be a father to that child either. It would give him and Kagome too much of a connection.

"I'm ready." His fearful pet told him after playing with her hair a bit.

He nodded before taking the time to undo all the locks and leading her to the car. It had been decided that if asked she would say they were introduced at a family function of some sorts and they married after she found out she was pregnant.

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Pasta drenched with tomato sauce and a white dress didn't mix. Kagome remembered always calling ahead to see what the meal was before dressing in an important occasions such as this, but those kind of problems were so frivolous compared to marrying to escape one man except discovering the one married was an obsessive paranoid maniac who would force his wife to suffer before trusting her to use the phone.

She was kind of thankful that there was now a small orange stain on her chest. Having to use the toilet or wanting to wash her hands would have been too much of an easy excuse to escape Naraku. Finally after noting how embarrassed she was about the whole stain thing he excused her to use the restroom.

He appeared to be the gentle husband in public, but he was probably keeping time on how long it would take her to get back. If there was one thing Kagome hated it was time limits, so obviously this was another cruel game he was playing with her.

After turning the faucet and allowing the water to run just incase he was close to the door she stared out the window. If only it wasn't three stories up and she wasn't pregnant then she would have jumped out.

Even if it meant falling face forward into the ground.

It would put an end to him, and end to his games, and an end to thinking about Sesshoumaru.

She quickly shook her head. What was making he sink so low. It was bad enough she chose the cruel crazy monster over the lesser of two evils that was her child's father, but now suicide?

No, she couldn't let this chain of absconding sorrows reduce her to that.

Sesshoumaru had been the only man on her mind though when she wasn't fearing Naraku. She would day dream of him saving her from the vile snake she had married, but despite what he said about her not getting away from him she doubted the fantasy would come true.

The truth was she didn't deserve it. She was an idiot for not taking Sesshoumaru's offer when it would have been the best for both her and her child, and now she would have to pay the consequences for that.

She turned the faucet off and walked out of the room with a sigh. She had been in the bathroom for six minutes, a bit too long to have been buffing out a stain.

"Kagome?"

That voice! Unlike when Naraku or Sesshoumaru said her name this voice made her feel as though she was never good enough, but yet it made her feel needed sometimes. It was hard to explain, but to her surprise no anger arose from her.

"Inuyasha." She turned around to face Sesshoumaru's younger brother and her ex boyfriend, "What are you doing here?"

"This is Kikyo's father's thing." His voice softened then knowing it wasn't right to talk about his beloved in front of the girl he once cared for, "Sorry."

Inuyasha apologizing for anything? Unlikely! That wasn't like him at all.

Kagome knew Inuyasha enough to know when he was drunk, which he was slightly, but at least it wasn't so bad that he didn't know the difference between right and wrong.

"You been drinking?"

"There hasn't been anything else to do around here," he spat bored out of his mind.

Kagome knew when Inuyasha had been drinking or not from the few times he started in on some drinks during their dates. She wondered if he ever dared to get wasted around Kikyo.

She needed to stop with the jealously. She might have still been hurt after being nothing but a replacement for Kikyo, but the fact that staying with Naraku any longer would drive her crazy and Inuyasha was the only one nearby that could help made her think of more important things.

"Listen Kagome we need to talk-"

She cut him off. "Inuyasha I don't care anymore. If you want to be with Kikyo then be with Kikyo. I'm past it."

"Feh." He scoffed like he usually did, "Like I was going to apologize to you."

He was; he just didn't want to look soft. Something that Kagome had fallen in love with during the duration of their relationship.

"Whatever. Do you have a minute?"

Despite having more annoyance than anything else for the younger Masaharu brother anybody who caught glimpse of her would say she had been following him around all night like a love sick puppy.

As the night went on the more she told him. About the proposal from Naraku and the mental abuse and everything, and to her surprise Inuyasha seemed really pissed off. So pissed off that he would slam a drink down and not think anything about it while ignoring Kikyo's friends who were trying to locate him for his beloved.

Kagome was out of his reach for good, he knew that even if he grew tired of Kikyo. To be honest he thought he'd predicted the ending to this sad story. After having Sesshoumaru's child she would marry him and fall in love, and he could be friends with her again.

Instead some teacher offered to marry her and was now making her suffer.

Kagome wasn't his anymore, but he'd had her longer than anyone else, and still felt obligated to protect her.

"Where is this ass hole?" he asked with his bangs covering his eyes looking menacing, "I will kill him."

Kagome thought about the ass hole mentioned. It had now been two hours since she had left him to clean her dress. She would be punished for it, but whatever he did would be worth it. This would be her only chance in a long time to somehow pass a message along to Sesshoumaru.

"Just tell Sesshoumaru." Her fantasy of her father's child saving her was overwhelming reality.

Then it hit her that he might not care anymore. "How is he?"

"Different."

That had been an answer she wasn't expecting, even from a drunk Inuyasha.

"Ever since your phone has been disconnected all he has ever talked about whenever we happen to talk is you."

If only she had a phone, then her problems would obviously be taken care of. Right after Sesshoumaru's phone call that bastard had disconnected the phone and carried his own personal cell phone. She wasn't allowed to call anybody unless Naraku was monitoring her the whole time.

"It will be a long shot Inuyasha but-"

"He doesn't need to save you."

"What are you talking about? His the one who's worried and it's his child."

His eyes quickly scanned her stomach before he proved that he had one two many drink while angry. "That's right. You bunked with my brother, whore."

"Inuyasha just please remember to tell Sesshoumaru. Do I need to write it down?"

"And what? Clip the note to my jacket with a stable so my brother is sure to see it? Woman you just don't get it."

Kagome decided that everything Inuyasha sarcastically suggested was a good idea, but that was before his hands wrapped around her hips and pulled her into a rough kiss. Naturally Kagome got loose and smacked him across the face, but that would be the only feeling of control she would have for quite a while.

"Kagome."

Her husband had caught her, and now she didn't believe it was worth it anymore. Knowing Inuyasha he wouldn't remember a thing about their conversation and controlling paranoid Naraku had caught her kissing another man. What she would receive when returned home would be worse than anything so far.

"I think it's time we took our leave." He stated plainly as though nothing was wrong since his colleagues were watching, "Masaharu has obviously had a bit too much to drink."

"Fuck you," Inuyasha quickly growled before stumbling a bit.

After being grabbed by the shoulder's in a rough manner Kagome had been forced back into the car. It was probably because fear of her husband's wrath was dominating her mind that she didn't think much of Inuyasha's kiss, or that it honestly didn't matter. After Naraku and Sesshoumaru Inuyasha seemed to be nothing but an entity from a lifetime ago that held no relevance to her mind at all.

Naraku had no problem giving her one of the worse uncomfortable silences all the way back to their home. In this situation there would have been no issues with smacking or harming her in some way for letting another man touch her willingly.

Well she did smack Inuyasha so it didn't happen with her approval, but she knew he had been drinking. After all, she did spend two hours with him after lying about cleaning her dress that still had a stain on the front.

"Take that off." He gruffly mumbled after returning home, "there is still a stain on it."

She quietly agreed slipping into the bedroom to undo the strap and let it slide down to her ankles. She looked at her dresser forgetting where she kept her pajamas since she was spending every second worrying about what Naraku would do as he stood there watching her with his crimson eyes.

The moment she made a move for her other clothes he came forward and turned her around. He pushed on her so the handles of the dresser were poking into her back as his breath hazed against the skin on her neck.

He had decided that he wouldn't harm her with his hands. He had made it clear to her already that he was capable of worse, so instead he was going to physically punish her in a different kind of fashion; the kind she learned she both feared and was disgusted with at times.

His body pressed tightly against hers allowing no room for movement. His teeth grazed roughly against her skin digging his nails into her shoulders.

Indeed he would make this night painful for her.

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Inuyasha was an idiot, but he had served as a useful idiot.

Of course, he hardly got any information out of the hung over brother, but he didn't need too. He was caught at an exclusive party kissing a married woman; the rumors were all he needed to hear to know that he couldn't leave Kagome be any longer.

After her phone had been disconnected he'd given up on the idea of her by his side.

All that was left was his obligations as a father, and since the stupid girl was bent on not allowing him that he started sending a bit of money for her. Then after the third week when there had been no word from her, not that there should have been since he hadn't asked for one, he noticed he had been sending checks to Kagome Higurashi, not Kagome Senaka.

The checks were invalid, and the idea of her being a Senaka stopped him from sending more. She didn't want him to be the father; she wanted the erase the idea of him with Naraku it seemed. Was he that repulsive?

It didn't matter. Now that he got word from all those who heard the babble between her and Inuyasha that she regretted her marriage and was suffering she would be his.

She had been plaguing his mind too much to belong to anyone else.

He didn't know much about Kagome, so he didn't know what would happen if he did become her knight and shining armor to rescue her. It was a possibility she would just thank him for it and be on her way home to continue life. After all her family made enough money to help her out, so she wouldn't need him.

Well that would be too bad. He would retrieve her from Naraku. They would divorce. And she would be his wife.

She would have no choice in the matter seeing as how last time when she did she made a mistake.

Now the problem was how to get her out of Senaka's grasp.

He could do the expected notion that he'd labeled 'The Inuyasha Strategy' and knock down the door before forcing Naraku to relieve Kagome of his control, but he was above that, and he didn't need a tarnished reputation like his brother already had.

He'd discovered not long ago that Naraku had seized the Higurashi's property before the marriage. At first Sesshoumaru thought only a coward would do such an underhanded scheme, but then put it in another perspective.

If underhanded was how Naraku wanted to play, then that's how it would be handled.

His finger pressed on to the intercom. "Connect me to my brother."

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After last night Kagome didn't plan on ever disobeying or angering her husband ever again unless it was a sure fire way to freedom.

She attempted to get up for the fourth time that morning, but laid back down. Her abdomen ached and when her mouth opened to take a deep breath she felt the pain from the many bite marks that bruised her lips.

It was a Saturday, so she was surprised he wasn't at her side enveloping himself in the pain he'd caused her. Did he have a weekend class? She hoped so, now every time she gazed upon those crimson eyes of his she would think about last night and how he'd been last night.

Her hair being jerked...his nails cutting into her hips...the bites...the kisses...being forced into more and more pain...

Being in this room didn't help. Even before this happened she never liked being in here, because she could always feel his presence even when he was miles away. Now it stood out in her mind as the scene of last night's punishment.

When she was finally able to get to her feet she walked to the bedroom door to discovered it was locked like everything else in this house.

He was a cruel one. The one place she couldn't stand to be, and even feared, and that's where he had imprisoned her.

She had been trapped there until sometime around noon where he released her without saying much.

Being the pet he had wanted her to be she quietly followed him into the living room where he would probably read up on something for one of his classes. As he did so in the recliner she lay on the couch and watched him.

His red eyes seemed to slowly dance over what he was reading while his raven dresses relaxed against his shoulder. It was strange how intensifying he looked when in such a pose and not causing her harm. For a moment while staring at him she almost didn't blame herself for falling for him.

"I'm sorry." She told him during a page flip.

"Was it worth it Kagome?"

"I don't know."

His eyes slowing moved to her in an almost intoxicating way. "Did you want that sorry excuse for a man? Is that why you kissed him?"

Kagome shook her head. "I didn't kiss him. Inuyasha was drunk."

"You'd rather it be the older brother."

She didn't get a chance to speak before he closed his book and went over just to stand above her menacingly.

Her muscles tensed and she looked close to flinching the second his face got closer to his. Just the reaction he wanted out of her. It was such a pleasing sight.

He decided to surprise her though and just lay a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"No one can save you from me Kagome."

He then left her alone once more to work on some grades in his office.

He left her on the couch looking at the blocked window. Even if she wanted to throw herself out of one now, he'd made sure she could never do so.