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Challenge	By : loverofcookies Category: InuYasha Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4416 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: Alright, new story!!!! It’s just something I’m trying out. If you like it, let me know, and I’ll continue, but I’m not going to post if it no one’s going to read it. And with that, let the story begin.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or YYH and make no profit from either Yuyu Hakusho or Inuyasha.

Kagome had thought that when she’d gone to bed that she would wake up with a giant hangover. She’d thought that the sunlight creeping through the windows would make her head pound like African drums. She’d thought that she’d have to take half a dozen painkillers to even approach her front door. Normally, Kagome would have been right. But today was not normal.

As Kagome slowly drifted from unconsciousness to the land of the living, she could begin to feel that something wasn’t right. For one thing, she was sitting up. It was very uncomfortable. Kagome never slept sitting up. For another thing, her arms and legs were shackled to whatever she was sitting on, which, come to think of it, was very cold and rough. Kagome fluttered her lashes in an attempt to see what was going on, only to see black. Puzzled, she opened her eyes wider and held them open, expecting to be wincing away from the light of the sun. Instead, she continued to see black, and shifting her head, felt fabric rubbing up against her face.

‘A blindfold,’ realized Kagome. Her drowsiness was quickly leaving her and panic was coming to root in her senses. Her fight or flight response was kicking in, and she began to kick and thrash in her chair.

However, the only thing this showed Kagome was that her bonds were extremely strong metal cuffs, and she was roped to the chair just under her bust line, so she wasn’t going anywhere.

‘Normal girls wake up in bed next to a perfect stranger after a night of fabulous sex,’ thought Kagome grumpily. ‘I wake up shackled to a chair in God-knows-where. I think it’s clear who got the better deal here.’

She ran her tongue over dry lips, hesitating to call out. Although she hadn’t been gagged, she was wary of the extreme silence that permeated the room. Every gasp she’d made when struggling had been magnified, which meant that the chamber was likely made of stone, and large in size.

Kagome bit her lip. She could cry out, but the chance was just as good she’d catch the attention of the wrong person.

‘Why me?’ groaned Kagome inwardly. ‘This is the last time I get drunk. EVER.’ She continued to berate herself for a few minutes, before taking stock of the situation, and came to a few conclusions.
1. There had been no sex, whatsoever. She knew this because her clothes from last night were still on. At this, Kagome sighed, because if she was going to wake up the next morning only to find out she probably wasn’t going to stay alive the rest of the day, she at least wanted to have had a good time before she died. A scowl marred her face at this.
2. She was in major trouble. These restraints weren’t going to give any time soon, and there was no one to help her. The scowl on her face deepened. ‘If,’ thought Kagome, then corrected herself. ‘When I get out of this, I am so joining one of those Alcohol Anonymous groups. Drinking and dozing kills!’ At this she smiled slightly.
Just when Kagome had to decided to call out for help, consequences be damned, she heard something creak, and a scuff, and just knew instinctually, like mice can sense cats, that someone had entered the room.

“Well, Kurama,” a male echoed out. “Looks like the little hellcat is awake.” A couple chuckles echoed through the darkness, a smooth baritone, and a slightly rougher one.

Fingers slid under her chin and she automatically tensed, jerking her head backward, and gripping the chair, while straining against the cuffs that bound her legs.

“What should we do with her?” the youthful voice continued, closer this time and somewhat to her left. The curiosity that she would have expected in such a question was noticeably absent, replaced by a sense of wicked anticipation.

‘It’s time to get some more information,’ thought Kagome. She knew that the best thing to do was let them know that she wasn’t a pushover. At the worst, they would kill her, which might make her hangover better, and at the best, they would let her go. At this, Kagome smiled inwardly. Yes, that would make her day. But at the same time, Kagome knew that if she responded in an aggressive manner, it would probably get her in more trouble.

Despite this, Kagome knew that she couldn’t just sit there.

‘Well, here goes,’ though Kagome. She knew they would react better if she acted scared (not that she wasn’t) but she hated having to force her pride down. Taking a deep breath, she wet her lips.

“Please,” Kagome said softly, and the room turned quiet again. She bit back her pride more, forcing it away. “Please, just let me go.” The fingers on her chin tightened, twisting her face slightly, and she winced.

“What did you say, girl?” demanded the rougher baritone coldly. The voice came from the right.

Her pride sparked up at this, and she was unable to stifle it. They had no right to keep her in this…this place, and they were acting like she was the one in the wrong! She could just picture the sneer on the man’s face. Bastard didn’t even know her name, and he was treating her like trash!

“My name,” stressed Kagome through gritted teeth, “Is Kagome.” She clenched her hands into fists on the arms of the chair. “And I want you to let me go,” she continued in a cold voice full of barely restrained rage.

A hand fisted in her hair at the back, where her blindfold was knotted, and jerked her head back. Kagome cried out in sudden pain and fury.

“Know your place, girl,” the cold voice growled. “If I wanted your name, I would have asked for it.” She bit her lip to keep the biting response in her mouth, not wanting him to hurt her any more.

“Hiei,” sighed a smoother baritone. The hand from her chin had left. “Don’t break your toys before you’ve had a chance to use them.”

The hand in Kagome’s hair released, and her eyes slid shut in relief as she slumped backwards in the chair. She was too happy to have the hand gone to argue about the “toy” comment. But she filed it away. Everything was important right now.

A slight scuffle sounded in her ears, and she knew the rougher voiced male had moved back to his original place. A derisive snort sounded.

“You mean before you’ve had the chance to use them,” stated the rough voice.

Kagome could feel the blindfold slipping slightly, as his hand had unknowingly loosened it. She opened her eyes to see how much it had slipped, and closed her eyes once again, having discovered the edge of it was sitting uncomfortable on her eyes.

“While I admit that I would not be averse to playing with our new toy,” said the lilting baritone that had told the rougher one to back off. “There are things that need to be taken care of first. You know that.” She could picture the scowl forming on the other man’s face at the subtle scolding, and inwardly smirked. Served the little bastard right. The honeyed voice of the third male had come from directly in front of her, and she ascertained that it must have been his hand that had held her chin.

‘Eeew,’ though Kagome, snickering inside. ‘Boy cooties.’ She couldn’t help the thoughts that were tumbling around her head, but she knew she had to continue the conversation moving forward if she wanted to find anything out.

“Umm, excuse me, but I think you’ve got the wrong person.” She shifted in her chair uncomfortably, feeling the attention in the room shift back to her.

“Do you?” the lilting voice asked, amused. He sounded like he was moving closer. She shifted away from the sound of his voice and winced as the metal cuffs scratched her wrists when she tried to pull away. Kagome bit her lip nervously. As angry as she was, she knew the situation was not in her favour.

“Well, yeah,” she tried again. “I mean, I’m just a hung over college student. I’m sure you could find someone better to…umm…play with.” She’d been shifting the whole time warily, and gasped as the blindfold fell away at the end.

The light made her eyes sting, but when they finally cleared enough that she could see, she was startled. In fact, she was so shocked, she couldn’t do anything but stare.

The room was large and stone, as she’d suspected, with torches lit around the sides of it. The chair she was chained to was more of a stone structure than anything, and there were various pairs of chains and shackles around the edge of the room.

The men were the most…interesting part by far. They clearly weren’t human, although she had no idea what they really were.

The one on her left with the brash, youthful voice had long white hair, and tattoos littered across his chest and arms, as well as his face, which were covered with basic traditional garments. The lilting voice that had been so amused came from the man directly in front of her. He had sleek silver hair and fox ears. His golden eyes were watching her in a predatory manner, while his tail behind him remained stationary. Plain white garments covered his body, although they were much more revealing than those of the first. The third was noticeably shorter than the first two, and also the only one that wore a weapon. He carried a thin sword, and had black hair streaked with white that somehow stayed almost completely vertical. He wore black, plain clothes, much in the style of the white one with the fox ears. His cold blood-red eyes matched his condescending smirk. She knew he was the one who had man-handled her. All three had what looked to be fangs, as well as cocky, arrogant grins.

She looked away as soon as she could because they were intimidating and she still needed a way to escape.

“So,” finished Kagome lamely, after all her observations. “If you’ll just uncuff me,” here she wriggled her hands and toes for emphasis, “then I’ll be on my way, because I’ve got a huge math test tomorrow, and…” she trailed off as they merely continued to smirk at her, and the one in the middle raised an eyebrow.

‘That’s right,’ thought Kagome bitterly. ‘Why would things be easy now? They’ve always been hard before.’ She bit back a sigh and her eyes trailed over them quickly once more. The foxy one spoke first.

“I’m afraid that’s not the way it works,” he said, still amused. He smiled indulgently at her confused expression.

“Why not?” asked Kagome, eyes searching him for an explanation. His eyes seemed to burn with a frightening intensity.

“However it happened, you entered our world,” the fox said patiently. “As such, you are a member of our world, and must follow it’s rules.” Kagome only stared at him dumbly.
“Since you landed on a border zone, the territory that claimed you is uncertain. But as you are an outsider, and entered all three territories unlawfully,” here he looked at her meaningfully, but she just continued to stare.

“You are therefore property to be claimed by the owner of those regions.” Kagome continued to stare blankly, growing only more irritated with the explanation.

“But I…you…property!” she sputtered. “That can’t be right. I don’t belong here.” She stared at them pleadingly, but they just started back impassively.

“It IS right, girl,” the one with the piercing red eyes said. “You belong to us.”

Kagome slumped in disbelief, eyes wide with shock, then observed all three predatory males and cursed profusely in her mind.

‘Stupid alcohol, stupid math, stupid men!’ though Kagome. ‘Well, now what do I do?’ she thought. Her head slumped visibly.

“I am SO royally screwed,” thought Kagome morbidly.

AN: And that’s all she wrote folks! Remember to review if you like it, ok, guys?
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