A/N: I just felt the urge to write something angsty for the time being. I guess I've just been watching too many Indian soap operas ^ ^. I'm making this chapter short as I want to know what you guys think about it first.

Warning: This fic contains incest, rape, and above all yaoi. It is purely mature content so those below the age prescribed by the rating, please press the back button.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inuyasha characters, but if I did…*evil grin*

Pain. It was the only thing the silver haired hanyou ever felt for two weeks, which was exactly the number of days he had been held captive to Naraku. He was sitting in the corner of the dungeon like room, his form seeming smaller than usual as his knees were brought up to his chest, arms around them and his head placed on top, golden orbs peering out with a distant look beneath his bangs. His usually soft hair was now ragged, forming a curtain around his body, giving the complete look of a heavenly angel that fell to its fated doom.

It was cold and the fact that the floor was made up of grey stone didn't help the situation a bit, but the dog demon was oblivious to it. He had found some comfort within the harsh nature of the winter air that flowed into his prison through a small barred opening at the junction between the ceiling and the wall. To Inuyasha it seemed as if it was the only thing that understood his despair as it weaved its way across the half demon's face, dulling and numbing the cuts and bruises he had received the previous night from the disgusting demon. But the wound it didn't seem to be able dull was the one to his heart. The wound that was initially inflicted and constantly being torn open by the evil youkai. The wound to his pride and dignity. Everything, everything was being taken away by the bastard. And then hell broke loose again as his worst enemy entered the cell. Inuyasha didn't even acknowledge him and kept his eyes fixed on the floor though he knew what would be in store for him.

Naraku had brought one of his famous whips along and Inuyasha started to get familiar with them over his week's duration of captivity. He seemed to be frustrated and in fury.

"Aren't you tired of this, Inuyasha?" the loathsome demon growled. "Why the hell isn't your dear departed Kikyo furious at what I am doing to you? Or is it that her soul has finally abandoned you knowing that you are worthless to be even cared for?"

Inuyasha averted his eyes to make contact with the red ones of his captor. The golden orbs were cold, yet empty, matching the climate. He felt no rage and at the same time no sorrow. He was naught but an empty shell of his former self.

Naraku had successfully managed to remove Kikyo from this world but before she died, the priestess left a speck of purity in the Shikon Jewel that threatened the demon's life. The pure light was connected to Kikyo's soul and when he realized that, it wasn't hard to find a way to defile it. Torturing Inuyasha was the best way to spark hatred within that soul and in no time the small source of his threat would be nullified. It was a brilliant plan, but it seemed to be taking its own sweet time in bringing any effect at all. It had been two god damned weeks of torturing the half demon beyond extent and still the pure speck of light in the center of the nearly defiled jewel didn't seem to get any smaller. It angered him beyond extent. This was the sole cause of his frustration. The priestess was testing his patience!

Inuyasha not answering made the situation only worse and Naraku cracked his whip against the floor, right in front of his feet. If he had been any closer, the half demon was sure that it would have left a good mark.

The one Naraku carried today was the one he was not mostly familiar with. The evil youkai usually used the ones that were less intimidating, but this one was thicker. It was black with golden streaks that wound around the whip as if it were a deadly snake. The hilt of the whip was of a bright gold and the interesting part about it was that it looked the anterior fourth of a venomous reptile, its mouth open from which the rope of the whip took its origin. Its eyes were ebony black, matching perfectly with the color of the whip. Naraku liked to call this beauty Amido and it meant god of death. It was the one he used on the inu on his first day of capture. Inuyasha internally snorted as he recalled its name. If it really was meant to do what is named after, then why wasn't he dead already?

"I expect to hear a reply when questioned, half breed", Naraku spat but then again he gained no response. That was when he exploded.

He brought the whip down hard on the form before him, not caring where he was aiming as long as it was towards him. The body of the whip caught him near the neck, its tip curving around his neck as its form suggested: exactly like a snake. Naraku pulled it back with such force that it cut the skin on its way back to its master, extracting copper drops from the hanyou's neck that quickly flowed down to add to the blood stains that were already on his haori from previous attacks such as these. Inuyasha only flinched upon the assault, stinging hot pain burning through out his neck. He had gotten used to it. Naraku aimed another attack which caught him on the cheek this time, extracting more blood. Inuyasha was thrown across the floor upon the impact as the tip hit him quite soundly on the temple and he lay motionless for a while, slightly dazed. But when he was about to return to consciousness, another blow struck his back and he whimpered so softly that only he was able to hear it. Naraku, still infuriated, increased the rate of his blows, ripping the cloth on Inuyasha's back to shreds.

"Kikyo, do you see what I am doing to your loved one?" Naraku practically screamed within his mind. "Why the hell do you still remain in absurd passivity?"

The only sign of Inuyasha's pain was his tightly fisted hand that was bleeding as his own claws dug into the palms of his hands. His eyes were shut. What had he done to deserve the life he had now? Why was he the one to suffer from the start, the very beginning of his life? Only thoughts such as these raced through his mind for the thousandth time since his captivity. He felt every blow that was inflicted mercilessly upon him. It seemed to rip through his clothing and then through his skin. Agony spread throughout his back like venom, making sure to infiltrate his entire system to make him paralyzed by sheer stabbing pain. But the dog demon endured it with clenched teeth, refusing to cry out anymore. It took another good seven minutes for Naraku to calm down and he stared down at the bloody mess he made. The hanyou was panting and at the brink of unconsciousness. Naraku examined him before making his conclusion: he would live. The demon lord then cast Amido aside and kneeled down on one knee beside the half demon. He grabbed a fistful of silver hair and yanked the head of its owner up so that they were face to face. It was a very uncomfortable position for Inuyasha as the sudden force caused another wave of pain to pass the length of his back as if someone was hammering nails into him. Naraku didn't give Inuyasha even a moment to come out of his pain before crashing his lips upon his, not giving him the opportunity to take in a breath of air. Inuyasha cringed upon contact as Naraku's tongue reached his clenched teeth, which were not willing to give in.

Naraku pulled back an instant for which the hanyou was thankful for as he took in a breath of air. "Open up, you filthy half demon", he growled yet once again no response but a look of determination on Inuyasha's face.

Naraku narrowed his eyes and his hand that supported Inuyasha's back dug its claws into him, raking the wounds that had already started to slowly heal, reopening them. Inuyasha gasped and Naraku smirked. His entry was gained. The assaulter once more lowered his mouth over Inuyasha at the chance and his tongue entered his familiar hot cavern, exploring every corner. Inuyasha made no attempt to respond and the only thing that was forcing him brutally into the kiss was Naraku's rough hand at the base of his head. The half demon could feel his lips already bruising and Naraku pulled out his tongue to trace his beautifully pink lips which were now turning a shade of admirable violet. His hand started to take of Inuyasha's top and he slipped it off his shoulders easily while kissing him intensely. Once again Inuyasha was at a lack of air and his lungs burned but Naraku did not show any signs of stopping. The hanyou weakly gripped the cloth covering Naraku's shoulder in an attempt to push him away so that he could take a breath of air once again but it was not granted until he was completely shirtless and Naraku moved down to his throat, licking the metallic blood that was still dripping from the wound in his neck.

Inuyasha's eyes closed, hoping this would be over soon. The barrier surrounding the dungeon slowly fed off of his demonic energy so that he would offer less resistance as possible. If it wasn't for the blasted barrier, Inuyasha would have transformed into his demon form a long time ago as his tetsusaiga wasn't near him and busted out of this ghastly place.

Inuyasha was jerked out of his thoughts as Naraku nipped at the flesh on his neck, drawing more blood and he hissed. It wasn't long before Naraku discarded the rest of Inuyasha's clothing and his as well. He wasn't the one for intimacy. He didn't take the time to at least try to make Inuyasha aroused. Well of course, he was doing this only to anger Kikyo, not out of lust for the half breed. This made it easier on the half demon as he didn't need to endure much more humiliation. As Naraku thrust roughly into the half demon, Inuyasha gave a soft cry as his lower back burned. When Naraku started to move in his rough pace Inuyasha's back arched slightly, trying to adjust so that it wouldn't be so uncomfortable. Naraku held his silver haired prisoner's wrists on either side of him as he moved.

"Why don't you protest anymore Inuyasha?" Naraku sneered at the hanyou's flushed face. "Have I broken you that much?"

Inuyasha opened his eyes as pure hatred emerged from them and then without second thought he said in almost a whisper, "Stop."

It was said in monotone. Inuyasha had meant it to be sarcastic and a challenge and it proved to be when Naraku's face contorted with anger. The bastard was teasing him! The fool was under him and yet he had the gut to actually put up a challenge. Inuyasha's smug face made him narrow his eyes and he pounded into him with much more vigor, abusing him and breaking him. At this point Inuyasha's head started to spin as he tried to bite back his cries. He was sure he was bleeding again as he felt the burning sensation increase with every thrust. Naraku felt himself cum and he shuddered as he spilt his seed into the half demon. As soon as Naraku pulled out, Inuyasha's body relaxed. The villain put on his clothes and cast his prisoner a last glance before leaving, taking the whip with him.

Inuyasha lay on the floor, not bothering to dress himself. Who cared anyway? He felt it difficult to even move his body so that he could at least get off the bone chilling floor. But then again, who cared that it was cold? To keep his mind off of his captor, he focused on his wounds. He shifted his attention to the wounds on his back first. Judging by the amount of pain he felt he knew that it was in bad shape. The sharp coldness of the floor seemed to dull the pain as it always had. Then he focused on his face. The cut on his cheek nearly stopped bleeding and started its healing process just like the other wounds. But he knew the bruise on his lips would stay awhile. Next the gash on his neck didn't show any signs of progress except for the fact that it stopped bleeding. And then finally to his opening. That was the only area that didn't seem to heal completely. Every time he felt that the soreness there was gone, Naraku would be back to take him again. Then he moved to the one place he knew that would never heal again in his life: his heart.

A/N: I myself feel sorry for our arrogant friend. Sorry to say the next chapter isn't going to get any better for him, but there will be a flashback of how he got caught two weeks ago and an intro of our fluffy-sama! Press the little review button to tell me if it is okay to go on!