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He's My Girl	By : osherry Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 11937 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: We own neither Inuyasha, Ranma 1/2, the fandom, nor anything else that Rumiko Takahashi has created and we’ll never make any money off of it. We shall not covet Inuyasha or his super-cool ‘Tessaiga, ’ or dang...even that gorgeous bishie

Chapter List
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Chapter 11: Girl Talk
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Warnings: Foul language and limey action.
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Co-authored by Ai Kisugi and Karaumea
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Kori turned over on his bed, gathering the blankets with his fist. He felt warm rays of light pouring down on him and he smelled the lovely cinnamon scent that he had come to recognize as Ayame.

He felt cool hands stroke his cheek. Why do I feel drugged?

"Are you OK, Kori?" whispered a gentle voice.

"Hummm," Kori turned around to see the red-haired demoness sitting next to him on his futon. He felt lethargic, but he couldn't help but to smile back at her with a goofy smirk--"I am with you here." He had meant to sound seductive. They were the words he might have uttered to a women he had wanted to get into bed. But, he was shocked to hear a girlish squeak come from his lips. The words weren't seductive, in fact it made him sound like a silly, frightened girl. Damn! Fucking concealment spell, fucking Naraku, fucking Sessh-...

His internal tirade was interrupted by Ayame's completely uncharacteristic outburst. "I'm so sorry, Kori!" The girl pulled him into a hug, which even in his stupor he tried to return enthusiastically. He moved his strong arms around her, pulling her feminine form and bosom against his chest. He moved his nose against the nape of her neck boldly, breathing in her feminine scent. Little Kouga immediately leapt to attention at the wonderful smell. His only thoughts at the moment were how good it would smell on his body and how lovely her body would smell if he could put his scent on hers.

Instead, he smelled salty tears. "Wha...what, Ayame? Why are you crying?" The demon girl had always seemed so tough, almost unbreakable. He never expected to see her display any form of weakness.

The girl drew him in for another fierce hug before pulling away. He found he hated losing contact with her body. He had to fight his instincts, which were demanding for her to get closer again.

The girl sniffed and used her fist to wipe her tears away.

"The same thing happened to me once, Kori. Some guys, they don't care. They only want one thing and they don't care about the girl inside. Do they?" The last words were partially yelled but came out as a sob.

Kori could only pull Ayame back into his arms, surprised at the rise of a strange feeling rivaling his arousal--a feeling of... Compassion? "No, they...they don't always think about our feelings, do they?" he muttered absentmindedly. Shit, was I ever that bad?

Ayame pulled back from him again, a crooked smile on her lips. "Yeah," she sighed and looked at Kori appraisingly. "Are you OK, girl? You just went through a lot last night. I'll stay here with you today if you want. We're supposed to be at school, but I'll talk to headmistress Kaede for you and say that you're sick if you want."

Kouga tried to say a few words, but found that his mouth wasn't working. He cocked his head to the side in perplexity. Why would she want to stay with me? Immediately, he remembered last night and the jerk that tried to take advantage of him after slipping a drug into his drink. He shrugged. Oh well, it wasn't a big deal. I'm a guy. It's not like he could have... His thoughts came to a halt, and his eyes widened when the implications of his roommate's words finally hit him. Did...did that happen to Ayame? Did she get violated? Suddenly, a sick nauseous feeling crept into his gut, making him feel uneasy. No fucker should have ever touched her! "Ayame, when you said the same thing happened to you..." his voice trailed off before he gulped nervously. "What did you mean?"

She dropped her shoulders, and her emerald green eyes looked away. "A demon tried to drug me once. He..." Ayame shivered like she had stepped into freezing cold water. The look on her face was begging for understanding when she finally met his gaze.

Kori could only gape at his roommate with absolute horror written on his features. "He didn't ..." he growled out in barely concealed anger. His fists clenched at his sides, digging his claws into his heated flesh. How could any guy hurt Ayame?

Ayame offered Kori a wane smile. "It doesn't matter. It's over. I'll never let a guy take advantage of me again. I've learned how to protect myself. And I'll...I'll protect you." Ayame's piercing eyes locked onto Kori's. "No one is ever going to hurt you, if I can prevent it!"

Kori only nodded in utter stupefaction. Damn... She's going to protect me?

"Are you going to be OK, girl?" Ayame asked as she rubbed Kouga's arm.

"Yeah, sure," replied Kori as he looked at Ayame again, this time with curiosity. The emotions raging within him were bizarre. He felt the need to protect Ayame in return. And, he had a weird feeling percolating in his gut. Having her next to him made him feel light and made his stomach churn. When he looked at her face and saw her smiling, he felt like he would move the stars just to see her look at him like that again. Curious...

Ayame smiled at him fleetingly before she patted his hand and stood up. "OK girl, it's off to school then!" she declared as she moved to her side of the room to pack her bags.

Kouga paused for a minute to observe the way her burnished red hair fell about her shoulders and how beautifully her lithe form moved as she stretched. He was able to make out her belly button and a smooth flat tummy before she started to notice his attentions.

"Kori, are you sure that you are OK?" she asked in concern. Her eyes reflected tenderness and empathy.

Kouga swallowed and shook his head before turning to put on the hated green miniskirt that had become part of his weekday ensemble. He just couldn't figure that girl out, and even worse, now he couldn't even figure out himself.

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In a quaint little restaurant only a few blocks away from the Takahashi Towers, three middle-aged men dressed in impeccable designer suits sat around a small wooden table. The atmosphere was warm, and their table stood next to the window in a cozy corner of the restaurant, looking out to a colorful flower stand by the busy street. The man with long, silver-hair tried to appear at ease while the other two looked decidedly uncomfortable.

Inutaisho sighed under his breath and resisted the urge to tug at his ponytail in irritation. All the while, he carefully kept his forced warm demeanor. He had chosen this place for the meeting especially for its friendly ambience, hoping that it would help ease the nerves of his business associates. So far, it didn't seem to work. Perhaps for the hundredth time in the last hour, he wondered what had gotten into his son to frighten their business partners to death. Granted, Sesshoumaru was always intimidating, even on his best day. But, never had a contract come close to being broken out of fear.

Never had the father of two sons felt the need to clean the mess after his eldest son. Inuyasha? Yes -- many times... But, Sesshoumaru...? Never. Of course, there had been one instance when his first-born had turned into a mess. Right after his fiancée had disappeared, the cold and collected Sesshoumaru had shattered into pieces. He had given up everything to find Rin. It had taken him months to accept that ignoring his life had only made things worse. Inutaisho believed that the younger dog demon still hadn't given up on his search. However, nothing that the father knew explained why his son was being unreasonably uptight now -- even for Sesshoumaru.

Pushing those thoughts away to be pondered later, the CEO of Takahashi Inc. focused on the two human men sitting across from him. Straightening the cuffs of his perfectly tailored dark suit, the great dog demon reached for his teacup and raised it in honor of his guests as he addressed them. "Mitsuro-san, Yuichi-san."

Both men fidgeted nervously and glanced at each other before their shoulders slumped in defeat and they obediently sipped from their cups. Knowing that the two businessmen finally relented to his agreement, Inutaisho reassured them one final time. "Despite the impression my son left on you, we're not related to the Yakuza in any way. Nobody will hunt you down if the delivery is delayed for one day."

The humans nodded meekly, since they were still apprehensive about the younger dog demon that had implicitly threatened to kill them. However, they were also reluctant to shoulder the consequences of breaking their contract. Inutaisho sighed inwardly and thanked his guests for being understanding. After promising to get together for a drink sometime, he took to the street and passed the few blocks to the Takahashi Towers in less than a minute thanks to his demonically enhanced speed.

Entering the building, he was greeted by the young, blonde receptionist with a huge smile. "Welcome back, Takahashi-sama."

Without breaking his stride, he nodded politely before entering the elevator. Once inside, he paid a glance at his reflection in the floor to ceiling mirrors. He noted the flawless state of his clothes and grinned in satisfaction. Nothing out of place... as usual. It was obvious where his eldest son received his ability to look so perfect. Looking up, he noticed a single lock of his bangs straying out of its usual order and scoffed. I'm getting old.

Right then, the elevator announced its arrival at the top floor with an annoying ding. He raked his fingers through his bangs hurriedly, not wanting to be caught by prying eyes. Kami forbid the word gets out that their flawless CEO is losing his charm.

Just as he took a step out of the elevator and into the hall, a teenage girl -- probably an intern -- flew past him sniffing loudly. He had to step back to avoid a collision. The scent of tears assaulted his nose as he looked after the girl in confusion. When he followed the direction the girl came from with his eyes; his gaze landed on the closed office door of his current problems. Reciting under his breath the perks of fatherhood so that he wouldn't lose his temper, he stomped toward Sesshoumaru's door. It practically screamed danger, even without a warning sign.

He stopped by the desk that resided in front of his son's office and looked at the lovely, young demoness with square-rimmed glasses. She was frantically typing on her computer as if her fox-tail was on fire. A mug full of cold, black coffee rested next to the keyboard, forgotten. Someone had been working hard. Despite his irritation, he managed to school his features--thanks to decades of experience--and kept his voice pleasant as he asked, "How are you today, Ayako?"

Noticing his presence, she pushed her glasses up her nose and smiled in greeting. Before she could open her mouth though, a male employee Inutaisho recalled seeing around a few times put a folder on her desk. Ayako looked at the man pleadingly, but he stubbornly shook his head, refusing to go into her superior's office. He almost ran away, but not before bowing briefly to the CEO.

Ayako sighed exasperatedly before turning her attention back to her boss. He raised an eyebrow in question, and she gave him an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that, Mr. Takahashi. I'm very well, thank you..."

"Ayako!"

Sesshoumaru's booming voice pierced through the closed office door. Inutaisho could have sworn he had seen the door tremble in its hinges and heard Ayako's pens rattle in their holder. The secretary jumped up, knocking her mug down in the process and sending coffee all over the desk and keyboard.

"I'm still waiting for that feasibility report! Where is it?!" roared the fuming demon.

Seeing the young woman visibly tremble as she tried to wipe out the brown liquid off the now ruined desk, Inutaisho took the folder resting on a luckily dry corner and put his hand on her shoulder in a gesture of comfort. "I better deal with that," he said with a roll of his eyes and a reassuring wink before heading straight into the lion's den.

He made sure to close the door before he stomped to the large mahogany desk overflowing with piles of documents and slammed the folder down on top of it all. Sesshoumaru broke his glaring match with his laptop and looked up at his father; confusion and annoyance mixed in his stare. Inutaisho slowly took in his son's appearance. His tie was discarded, and so was his jacket. His normally ironed-to-perfection shirt was wrinkled with the cuffs pushed carelessly up to his elbows and two buttons undone at the top. His always shiny, perfectly straight hair was in tangles. His face sported a five o'clock shadow, and worst of all, his golden eyes were blood-shot, as if he hadn't been sleeping for a week.

It tugged at his heartstrings, and the older demon closed his eyes for a moment before he asked gently, "What happened to you, son?"

Sesshoumaru's voice was flat when he responded, "What do you mean?"

His irritation reappearing at his son's ignorance, the CEO shot back, "You know what I mean. Look at you!"

"Nothing is wrong with me," snapped the younger demon. "I'm perfectly fine, father."

"The hell you are!" bellowed Inutaisho as his anger came back full force at his son's blatant dismissal.

Sesshoumaru's eyes flashed, and he shot to his feet. "Will you stop treating me like a pup? I said I'm fine! I don't have any goddamn problems! I'm fine! Perfectly. Fine!"

"If you're going to act like a pup, you'll be treated as such," hissed Inutaisho looking like he was ready to pull his adult son onto his lap and slap his butt into submission. "You will not take your anger out on my employees, neither will you terrorize my business associates. Is that understood?" Receiving a stiff nod in response, he added with narrowed eyes, "Get your act together, pup, before I decide to do it for you."

The younger demon stood still for a few moments as if contemplating his answer. Inutaisho couldn't help but think he was planning something. Finally, Sesshoumaru sat back on his chair, took a deep breath and nodded once.

Still agitated with his son's unexplained actions, but relieved now that he made his point, the great dog demon turned swiftly on his heels and left the room without a glance back.

The door closed after him with a loud bang that echoed through the large hall.

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A few minutes after PE, Shaya stood at the end of the field near the tracks in her school uniform. The green skirt and her long silver hair drifted in the wind. She fingered the sword that lay hidden within the sheath at her side. Her white, doglike ears twitched in irritation, and her golden eyes narrowed into cat-like slits, their color accentuated by sparkling pink eye shadow.

Things had been going so beautifully for the hanyou just two days ago. He had kissed Kagome for the first time and had even found out that the crush she had was on him. He had been so frantically jealous, and all along, she had only wanted him. The very next night they had danced together at a club, she seemed to know who he really was. She had called him by his real name and she had even initiated their extensive make-out session that had left the two of them naked on her futon. He grinned like an idiot at the memory before he noticed how stupid he must look. Shaking his head, he forced his thoughts away from the steamy images that filled his mind and to what had happened afterwards.

When Kagome woke up in the morning with a hangover, she seemed to only have spotty knowledge of the night before. And after he had come onto her again, now that she was fully sober--he heard a startling incongruity from Kagome when she asked, 'I'm a lesbian?'

He found his face grimacing in pain. Oh, no Kami! No! Things were going so well. He finally had the girl he loved; she seemed to not even mind that he was disguised as a girl. Now she doubted her sexuality? She can't be attracted to girls. She can't! If she is, then...I'd...

He let the words twist in his mind, falling away into oblivion. His confusion mixed with frustration as he held his sword firmly in his hand. What was he supposed to do? Stay as a girl for the rest of his life? Could he do that without losing his mind? Was there even a chance that it would work out well if he did? How long could he stand being able to touch her and kiss her, but not really be with her? At that thought, little Tessaiga almost cried out in protest. If I don't have her the way I need to have her...

Inuyasha growled as his frustration quickly turned into anger. This was horribly unfair. He huffed and tightened his grip on the Tessaiga's hilt. He was surprised when he felt the churning youkai energy swirling around the sword. His father had always told him that if he only managed to somehow tap into the strength of his 'fang' that he could harness the Tessaiga's signature attack. However, the 'Wind Scar' had always eluded him, something that his brother was only far too happy to remind him of.

All the hanyou could think was how angry and pissed off he was. How much he wanted to crush or destroy something. He tugged on the sword's hilt to hear it click when the sheath gave way. He lifted the dull mangled blade and examined its scratched exterior. Looking at the blade, he couldn't see its true form or its true power. Like me...Tessaiga...It's hidden like me. The sword let the world see one facet that was only a disguise and a far cry from the truth. Suddenly, he felt in tune with the blade. Both of us are concealed.

Inside, he felt the firm conviction that he needed to free the sword from its erstwhile enchantment, releasing it to show its true form. Father said that it could only be used to protect. Protect what? Two warm chocolate orbs and a heart-stopping smile flashed in his mind's eye, and he knew. Kagome. He had puzzled over the enigma for less than a second before he heard the blade pulse, like the leaden metal had its own heartbeat.

He imagined someone trying to hurt Kagome and how he would step in and save her. His wild imagination concocted a fierce centipede youkai slithering through the air, trying to attack the girl he loved.

The pulse became frantic, and the sword nearly throbbed in his hand. With a 'whoosh,' the pot-marked blade suddenly erupted in power and grew in size to tower above him, glowing like the moon.

His youkai swirled and wrapped around him, his anger making the blade pulse in time with his heartbeat. He was lost, yet focused. Focused on bringing something down, focused on hurting something, and he was completely bewildered. He wanted Kagome and he wanted to protect her, to keep her by his side. He just didn't know if he could handle her thinking that they were in some sort of lesbian love affair. That's not how it was supposed to happen, dammit!

He sniffed, something was different in the air. There seemed to be a wound in the wind, some disruption in the fabric of the energies churning around him. If he could just focus on that and somehow heave his mighty sword through the cleft in the air...

Perhaps it was his anger or his emotions that were churning within him, but his instincts guided him to pull his energy back and then to release them against the sharp demarcation in the power swirling around him.

"Wind Scar!" he screamed.

A sudden burst of light and energy erupted from his blade and coursed across the track and field. Lightening seemed to surge from the blade and decimated the circular track in front of him.

Shaya's long silver hair and green skirt whipped away from her body like a fluttering flag. The updraft of wind from the event blew the front of his skirt upward exposing white, bow-tied cotton panties for the world to see. But, Inuyasha was too pleased with his ability to finally harness the 'Wind Scar' to be concerned with flashing the public.

Unbeknownst to the hanyou, who was now celebrating his small victory with disturbingly crude gestures of his arms and hips, three people had observed the act from the metal bleachers.

Kagome was sitting by herself near the top of the seats. Seeing the havoc the breathtakingly gorgeous Shaya created in a matter of seconds, her eyes widened with alarm. She quickly moved to dash down the steps to meet up with her roommate, who had just caused irreparable damage to the entire field. She quickly encountered the two other observers whose eyes were wide as well, but not with concern--only lust.

Hiten smacked his lips at the incredible display that he had just witnessed. "Did you see that?" the lightning demon exclaimed as he motioned to the hanyou girl on the field.

"Oh yeah," responded Miroku as he admired the girl's long shapely legs and the lovely glimpse of her panties. He grinned as he looked at his cell phone that had captured the fantastic event. "Marilyn Monroe, eat your heart out! Shaya's even hotter than you!" Maybe I can put this captured video on YouTube tonight!

"Perverts!" Kagome steamed as she walked past them with a huff and continued toward Shaya.

The miko sighed as she quickly made her way across the field. She was once again going to try to talk to her roommate, who for some reason barely said a word to her all day despite the fact that they had woken up together, naked. Ever since their bizarre morning awakening, Shaya had been curt but had not avoided her. In fact, all day long, Shaya had been dragging Kagome after her--their hands rarely separated. However, there had never been a word of clarification of the events of last night or of her pointed question. It seemed as if her roommate was upset, and all Kagome could hope was that she wasn't the cause. But, deep inside, she felt that she was, and the unease could be felt down into the pit of her stomach.

Kagome needed to talk to Shaya, but she knew enough about her introverted roommate to give her some space. Once the hanyou figured out whatever was putting her on edge, they could talk about what was happening and why Kagome had so many erotic images of making out with a hanyou.

The miko put a hand on her face to feel the hotness of her blush. I...I must be a lesbian. But, how is that possible? What about Inuyasha? I still like him, don't I? And, I still want him... But, last night with Shaya... I can picture white ears and silky white hair licking my breasts and... Kagome flushed again, but this time it wasn't in embarrassment. ...and, I liked it! Oh, Kami! I really need to talk to Shaya!

Kagome slowed down when she reached the hanyou, who seemed lost in thought.

The silvered-haired girl smiled with deep satisfaction as she looked forward to see five large gashes fanning out like jagged earthquakes from where she stood.

"Shaya?" asked Kagome timidly. "Are you all right?"

The hanyou girl just grinned and waved the huge luminous sword above her head and gesticulated wildly. "I did it! Kagome, I did it! I thought of you! How I needed to protect you, and Wham!" Shaya pointed to the trail of gashes in the ground. "And Sesshoumaru said I couldn't do it!" The hanyou's golden eyes gleamed in apparent self-satisfaction. She turned to return the large sword to the black lacquer sheath she held at her side. The blade became dull again, sliding in with a click.

"Sesshoumaru said you couldn't do what?" asked Kagome in confusion. I just can't keep track of Shaya's moods. She hasn't said a word to me for most of the day and now she's talking my ear off!?

Shaya paused with a puzzled look on her face. "The Wind Scar, of course," she said beaming with pride as she patted the sword that was slung low against her hip. "The bastard was jealous that I got the Tessaiga, which is a really kick ass sword, and all he got was the Tenseiga."

"Tessaiga? Tenseiga?" Kagome was thoroughly bewildered now.

"Oh, you don't know?" Shaya paused and took a step back. "My Dad gave this to me," Shaya said while gesturing to the sword at her side. "He said that I wouldn't be able to use it until I had someone to protect. And I imagined protecting you, and wow! Did you see that?"

Kagome only nodded in complete bewilderment as she gazed from where Shaya stood to the five huge cracks in the ground that radiated from Shaya's feet. The ground surrounding them was burnt and decimated. The soccer goal at the end of the field was a heap of melted metal and burnt netting. However, the major damage that had been wrought didn't seem to matter to Shaya who was simply beaming with pride.

"Keh! Now, I know I can do it. Sesshoumaru can just suck my..."

Shaya was never able to complete her sentence when Hiten came up to the hanyou and put her hand in his.

"Shaya, darling," cooed Hiten as he looked at the luscious-looking girl as if she was a delicacy that he wanted to eat. Shaya only stood with her mouth agape in surprise at seeing the demon next to her, holding her hand. The demon continued with his bright, blue eyes enflamed in desire. "You left me so soon after our first date, Shaya. Hojo explained to me that you were just comforting your roommate and had to leave." Hiten flicked his other hand at Kagome as if to dismiss her. "Now, we need to start off from where we last left off..."

Kagome could only stare at Shaya and Hiten in utter dismay. A weird feeling crept into her gut and twisted horribly. She felt lost and bereft. Her wide brown eyes drank in the scene before her. She looked at Shaya, who was arguably the most beautiful girl she had ever seen, and then she gazed at Hiten, who was an incredibly handsome demon. Hiten was holding Shaya's hand, and his eyes held such longing and desire. Surely, the demon was in love with Shaya. They looked beautiful together, like they were meant to be together. The miko was shocked that she had to fight to hold back the gnawing feeling of sorrow that erupted from her small frame.

Shaya tried to pull back from the black-haired demon, but Hiten held on fast. "What the hell are you talking about?" she demanded.

Hiten continued to stroke Shaya's hand, drawing circles on the surface with his fingers. "We need to go on another date, of course. You're the only woman for me, Shaya. I'll never find another woman like you."

The miko took a small step backward. She couldn't get a grip on her feelings. During the day she really had no idea how she felt about Shaya or their supposed tryst last night. Yes, she was her friend. But she had become her best friend so quickly. She had even saved her life in the shopping mall. Kagome put her hand over her heart. She didn't know how or why but she was hurting. Seeing Shaya with Hiten and knowing how right it was--hurt. She lowered her eyes since she could no longer watch the scene before her unfold, a scene that would surely find Shaya declaring her love for Hiten.

Shaya's amber eyes glared at Hiten in anger. At least you got that straight! "I'm one of a kind. That's true. But get your fucking hands off me, asshole!" she screamed as she pulled her hand away from his.

"But! Shaya, dear...I want to take us out on another date. Just you and me," pleaded Hiten in bewilderment. No one had ever refused a date with him before. However, that just made Shaya all the more delectable. Hiten always wanted what he couldn't have.

"I don't want to fucking date you," Shaya seethed as she pulled her arms against her body. She then crossed them against her full bosom. The demon's eyes didn't know whether to focus on her lovely face or her ample assets.

"But why?" asked Hiten in supplication, his arms thrown out wide as if to plead his case.

Shaya couldn't help but to blurt out, "Because, you idiot, I like girls, not guys!"

"What?" muttered Hiten in disbelief as he noticed Shaya moving away from him.

Kagome was staring at the ground, trying to wish away the gnawing in her gut. She didn't know until now how much it hurt to see Shaya with someone else. Originally, she didn't know what to think about last night and then she had even pushed the half demon away. Now, there was no chance that Shaya would ever want to be with her. Who would want plain Kagome when there was a gorgeous demon like Hiten around? Then, she heard the words that shocked her senseless, "I like girls, not guys..."

"What?" murmured Kagome at the same time as Hiten. Her mocha orbs looked up for the first time to see the silver-haired hanyou with twitching pale ears storming away from the demon and toward her.

She noted the way the girl strode with confidence and the determination flashing in her golden gaze. In no time at all, the miko felt the hanyou girl put a hand around her waist before looking into her chocolate eyes with longing.

Kagome's jaw nearly dropped as Shaya's pink lips swept against hers. Suddenly, the intense feeling in her gut turned into elation; what had once swept her into utter desolation was now singing within her. She never thought that she would feel this way about another woman; her only crush had been on Inuyasha, who was also very good looking, but perfectly male. Regardless, she couldn't deny the way her gut clenched and churned with Shaya around.

She sighed with contentment as she opened her mouth and Shaya slipped her tongue in. The miko wrapped her arms around Shaya's neck and for the briefest of moments, she felt like it was Inuyasha holding her, declaring his desire for her over everyone else. She didn't puzzle over the dichotomy too much, for some reason she often saw Inuyasha when she was looking at Shaya. It had almost become a habit now. Something tugged at the back of her mind, something that felt guilty for kissing Shaya when she was thinking about Inuyasha. But, there was something else, something akin to her soul that said this was all right, that everything was as it should be. With that thought, she pulled away from Shaya's lips to look up at the expectant teenager.

Shaya's half-lidded eyes looked at her with longing and with a note of trepidation. It was as if the girl had just considered that this public display of lesbian affection was perhaps not the smartest action to take given the circumstances.

Hiten only looked back and forth between the girls with his jaw hanging open. Then, a curious look overcame his face. The shock blended into lustful desire as his eyes raked in the girls who were intertwined before him.

"That was so freaking hot!" exclaimed Hiten as he walked up to the pair with a new kind of hunger in his eyes.

Shaya was flabbergasted and stunned into silence. Don't fucking tell me...!

Hiten reached out his hand to Shaya's hair as she stiffened next to Kagome. Her long, silver hair was twirled around his fingers. The hanyou only shivered in disgust.

The demon smiled as he looked at the pair. "Can you do that again and can we find a private location so that I can join in as well?"

What the fuck? "No!" screamed out Shaya as she pulled her hair away from Hiten. She gently pushed Kagome aside and fisted Hiten in the face before finishing the job and pummeling him to the ground.

"How many times do I have to say that I don't want you, you sick little pervert? Stay the fuck away, asshole!" seethed Shaya with clenched fists.

"But, Shaya," gasped Hiten as he lay on the ground in pain. "My biggest fantasy is to have two girls dominate me! Oh Kami, Shaya! I need you!"

"Shut the fuck up! Don't ever try to get near me again!" yelled Shaya as she grabbed Kagome's hand and did her best to flee from the scene.

Shaya seemed to have forgotten the destruction that she had wrought upon the field. In her anger, she had not noticed Miroku taking pictures with his cell phone.

The would-be 'monk in training' smiled and took one final shot of Shaya leading Kagome to who knew where. He grinned lasciviously as he clicked through the many shots he had taken of the two girls. The first shot was of Shaya's panties as the Wind Scar had created enough wind to flip up her short skirt. There were numerous shots of Shaya kissing Kagome, before the final shots of Hiten being decked by Shaya and then Shaya pulling Kagome away.

Miroku sighed lustfully. He could only imagine what those two girls were doing together once they had a little privacy. When it came to imagining the fairer sex with no clothes on in compromising positions, he was the master. The would-be-monk really couldn't even control his overactive imagination. He only hoped that he would be able to reel it in enough to snag the most luscious treat of all, Sango. It's not my fault that I find all women beautiful and irresistible. If I could only keep some fantasies in my head and not act on them for once... He grinned to himself while he clicked through his photos on his cell phone again. I wonder...if I pay them 10,000 Yen next time, can I convince them to take off their clothes?

Shaya was still dragging Kagome behind her as she stormed off to their dormitory. The miko tried to beg the hanyou to slow down. But, it seemed as if Shaya was too angry to respond to anything.

The silver-haired girl led them into their dormitory. The duo stormed past Tsubaki and her evil glare as Shaya led them into the abode.

A few minutes later, the two girls were safe in their dorm room. Shaya managed to slam the door so hard that the door vibrated on its hinges. All that could be heard in the room was Shaya's heavy breathing as the hanyou started to pace.

Kagome could only touch her lips in amazement. Just minutes beforehand, she had willingly kissed her female roommate--again! I must be a lesbian... "Shaya?" the miko asked as she looked at the madly pacing hanyou girl.

Shaya whipped her head around to stare at Kagome. "What?" she growled.

Kagome drew her hands together and squeezed them. She was looking at the ground as she spoke. "Did you mean it?" Then, she turned to look at surprised golden eyes. "Did you mean what you said to Hiten? Or was that just an act to get him to stop bothering you?"

Shaya just stammered as her confused eyes tried to focus. "Mean what?" she asked.

Kagome looked at the ground again. She swallowed and seemed to have difficulty getting the next words out. "That you like girls, not guys... Is it true?" she asked as her voice trailed off.

"I...I." The hanyou looked at the woman he loved and realized why he hadn't said anything to her since they woke up naked together in the morning. He couldn't lie to save his own skin; he had always worn his heart on his sleeve. He felt the truth seep out of him against his will. "Yeeesss..."

The miko's widened eyes met Shaya's scared and vulnerable orbs. It wasn't the first time the hanyou had stuttered or seemed nervous to be around her. But somehow it seemed to soothe Kagome's fears. She took a step closer to Shaya and pushed up onto her tiptoes to kiss the girl gently on the lips.

This time, it was the hanyou moaning in surprise. She's not drunk. She knows what she is doing. He couldn't help but to breathe in deeply. The beautiful, gentle scent of Kagome washed over him, mesmerizing his senses and lulling him into a stupor.

Kagome pulled away, her eyes filled with wonderment. "I always thought I would fall for a man," she whispered with a note of disappointment. The miko touched her lips as if in reverence before looking back up at Shaya from underneath her dark, lacy eyelashes.

Shaya's eyes widened again. Shit! She thinks we're some sort of lesbian duo. "You're not a lesbian!" she nearly demanded as she searched Kagome's eyes in desperation.

This time it was Kagome that looked at her in shock. "What do you mean? Do you not want me now? Is it...?" The miko turned to look at her feet again. I knew it. I'm not the sort of girl that Inuyasha or Hojo would want and I'm certainly not pretty enough for someone like Shaya. "Is it that I'm not good enough for you?"

"No, Kagome!" the bewildered hanyou bellowed. He grasped her hands in his. "I'm not good enough for you. In fact, you should be dating my brother, Inuyasha. I'm..."

Tears started to well in the miko's eyes. She sniffed and tried to wipe her tears away with her sleeve. "You're just trying to let me down easily. I can't believe that I fell for my roommate. And Inuyasha doesn't want me. Hojo doesn't want me...you don't want me..."

Inuyasha couldn't stand it anymore; his heart was breaking when he saw the girl he loved falling apart in front of him. He was never good with words, so he did the only thing he could think of. His lips--warm and tender--found her tear-stained ones. Then, his mouth pressed against hers, his tongue licking between her lips and asking to be let in. With a hushed sob, the miko parted her mouth for her hanyou. This time, the kiss was gentle and loving. It wasn't until Kagome's tears cleared that Inuyasha drew away from her lips, only to lean his forehead against hers.

"Don't you ever think that I don't want you. All I have ever wanted was you." He pulled away to look into her eyes. "It was you, always you. When I...when I confessed about Kajiro...it was really you I was talking about."

Kagome looked up at Shaya again in bewilderment. "You told me that you had a crush on Kajiro, that you loved him."

Inuyasha sighed against the girl in his arms. "It was you, Kagome. You and you only...I just..."

Inuyasha pulled back to look again at his miko. He smiled at her and brushed the tears away from her eyes with his thumbs. "I just...you're not a lesbian, Kagome." Please Kami! Don't you dare make my girl into a lesbian! If you do, I'll know that you hate me! "You're a normal girl and you've had a crush on my brother. Right?"

Kagome nodded in acknowledgement and then looked at Shaya with wonderment. "I 'had' a crush on your brother. But you..." The miko touched her lips again and gazed at Shaya's lips. Inuyasha couldn't help but to swallow in panic. "You saved me, Shaya. When that guy pushed me over the ledge at the mall, you were the one who saved me. I think it was then that I started to have feelings for you."

"What?!" Inuyasha backed away from Kagome. This is all wrong. She's supposed to like me as a guy, not as a girl. Oh fuck!

Kagome gathered the hanyou's hands in her even as Shaya was backing up against a wall. She cocked her head to the side as if puzzled. She continued staring at their joined hands. "You were always so adorable, so thoughtful, so protective and such a good friend." She then looked at Shaya's eyes. "Maybe Inuyasha and Hojo just knew something I didn't know."

"Know what?" asked Shaya, perplexed.

Kagome moved even closer, her lips brushing against his. "That I wasn't meant to be with them. I was meant to be with you."

Inuyasha felt his body act on its own accord; he was drawn nearer to Kagome. His entire being was acting like she was a magnet pulling him in, enthralling him with a scent that called to his very blood. Fuck this! I can't hold out any longer. If she's going to do this to me all fucking year, I'll never be able to push her away every time. I just hope she'll forgive me when the truth comes out.

His lips crashed against hers, and he finally gave up. He gave up fighting against her and gave into the intense desire that was coursing through his veins, a desire that had only been stoked by her teasing and ignited by their brief encounter last night. He wanted her, all of her, for as long as he could have her.

He coaxed her mouth open as his tongue worked its way in. His hands were on either side of her face before one leisurely lowered itself to her neck. It wasn't until his breathing was too heavy to contain and his hands had somehow managed to find their way under her blouse that he pulled back.

"Ka-go-me," he murmured almost as a prayer. "I have to stop. And you..."

The miko looked up at him with curious and loving eyes. "I...what, Shaya?"

Inuyasha squeezed his eyes shut and then looked at her with such intensity that Kagome felt like her soul was laid bare. "I want to be with you, the Kami know I do. But..."

"But what?" exclaimed Kagome as she pulled her hands away again and placed her arms on her hips with indignation.

Inuyasha sighed as he placed both hands on her cheeks once more, making her eyes look directly into his. "Just promise me that you'll give Inuyasha a chance, OK?"

Kagome only looked up at Shaya in confusion. "What does he have to do with any of this?" she questioned.

The hanyou frowned. "It's just...it's just that I want you to be sure that you're really a lesbian. If Inuyasha asks you out on a date, will you please accept it? For me? Just go out on one date with him?"

The miko furrowed her brow and took a deep breath. "Well, there is no way that he'd ever ask me..." Shaya opened her mouth as if to say something but Kagome put one slender finger against the hanyou's pink lips, effectively stopping her. "But for you, 'if' he ever does ask...I will."

The breath Inuyasha never even knew he had been holding was released. He then smiled timidly at Kagome before putting his hand in hers. He stared at their conjoined hands before looking back at her eyes. "Time for dinner?"

Kagome only nodded in acquiescence and followed her hanyou girlfriend out of the dormitory with a beaming smile on her face.

They made short work of dinner, and the hanyou couldn't help but to peek at his 'new' girlfriend while they ate. She's mine. Fuck, she's mine! He had never felt so pleased in his entire life. Yes, she thought he was a girl. But at least he finally had her and now she wouldn't go out with other guys, like that loser, Hojo. He was also fairly certain that he could win her over now that she had agreed to date him as Inuyasha.

Something in the back of his mind tormented him, though. It was telling him to just buckle down and tell her the truth--Shaya rolled her eyes. Oh yeah! I'll just tell her I'm really a guy, and when she asks for proof I'll just ask her to grab my crotch to prove my point. Oh, that'll go over really well! She won't believe me now, and I can't prove I'm a guy until I can get this damn bracelet off. Shaya tugged at the pearlescent bracelet again. Fucking bracelet. Damned Sesshoumaru!

Kagome's gaze settled on the bangle that Shaya was toying with. "Oh, what's that?" exclaimed his girlfriend as she looked at the bauble.

"Just something my brother gave me," he mumbled as he put his hand back under the table to hide the cursed item.

"That was very sweet of him," replied Kagome. "It's very pretty and I am sure it is worth quite a lot of Yen."

Inuyasha grimaced at her choice of words. Sweet my ass. "I hate the damn thing," he grumbled. "But, the prick won't let me take it off. I'm stuck with it on me for an entire year."

Kagome gave him an amused smile. "Oh, come on, Shaya. Brighten up! It can't be that bad. There must be something precious about it if he insisted you to wear it for a whole year."

A crooked smile pulled one corner of his mouth up at her words. Yeah, there is something good about it. His heated gaze burned to the side of her face as she obliviously munched on her food. Something better than I've ever imagined... You.

Soon, they were done with their meal and headed back to their dorm room. Again, their hands were intertwined and a beautiful pink flush adorned their faces.

Shaya didn't know how they would handle going to bed now that they had actually been physically intimate the night beforehand. However, the knowledge that he was really a guy and not a girl kept him from making any overt moves on his new girlfriend.

For the first time, he let his eyes openly wander over Kagome's curvaceous form as she took off her clothes and started to put on her pajamas. Unlike before, he stopped averting his eyes when she looked at him. He just continued to gaze with a pleased smile on his lips.

He was happy when he saw her cheeks burn an even brighter red as she returned his gaze. Gone was the drunken vixen of last night, and in her place stood a shy, timid, yet astonishingly beautiful teenage girl. He watched the way her hair fell in waves as she pulled on a 'Big Dog' T-shirt and the way her red boy shorts inched over her smooth, round hips.

"Aren't you going to change?" Kagome asked with a note of confusion. Inuyasha turned around to see that he had been so pre-occupied with staring at Kagome without any guilt that he had forgotten to get ready for bed.

"Oh yeah, right," Inuyasha added sheepishly as he rifled through his drawers and found his baggiest pair of red sweats. He didn't want to be wearing anything that would hint at a feminine form. More than anything, he wanted Kagome to see him as he really was--as a man, not a woman.

It was with trepidation that he drew the futon covers up on his body while he looked over at his roommate. She looked at him with a puzzled expression and then went to turn off the lights. His gaze followed Kagome across the room. She sat on her bedspread, her leg propped underneath her. She seemed to be combing out her hair with her fingers. He watched as her long ebony hair drifted in and out of her lithe, little hands. He was so enchanted with observing her every movement that he almost didn't catch her next words. They were uttered so low that they were almost a whisper.

"Shaya?" asked Kagome with uncertainty.

"Yes, Kagome," answered Shaya with an equal amount of confusion to her voice.

"Would it be OK?" the miko questioned as she twisted the front of her shirt with her hands. She didn't finish her question and just took a deep breath. Then, her eyes turned to Shaya's in the dark, narrowing in on her roommate. "Would it be OK, if we slept in the same bed tonight?"

Inuyasha felt a whoosh of air leave his lungs and he almost felt like he was choking.

"I mean," Kagome waved her hand at him as if to dismiss her last statement. "I mean, I'm sorry, but I seem to recall how nice it was waking up in your arms this morning. And, I wouldn't mind feeling that again. And I..." Kagome started to fidget and was fingering her hair again. "I don't want to move too quickly or anything. This is all new to me. So, when I say sleep in the same bed, that's all I mean." The miko twisted her face to look away from Inuyasha. Her cheeks were so red that he could easily tell she was embarrassed despite the darkness that enveloped her form.

Deep inside, he noted there was a small amount of disappointment ringing through him. He would do almost anything to have sex with her. But, he looked like a girl right now, and little Tessaiga was not even supposed to exist let alone stand at attention and strain against its confines at her slightest touch or smallest kiss. It wasn't like he could really have sex with her. How was he supposed to explain the little fucker between his legs? Strap-on? Besides, he only wanted to do the deed when they were both fully cognizant that he was a man--not a woman. He pushed the need for sex aside and smiled at her. He pulled his covers back and opened them up for her. "Come in," was all Shaya needed to add.

Kagome grinned before sliding up into the hanyou's futon.

While the miko settled, Inuyasha threw a warning glance at his crotch with a raised eyebrow. Behave. He took a deep breath, noting the swirling scents of Kagome erupting around him. They were now curiously attaching themselves to his bed sheets, his clothes, his hair, his body... He really liked the idea of her scent on his body.

He curled in behind her, spooning against her curvy form. Her warm and nearly bare bottom pressed up against his crotch, and he really couldn't control what happened next.

Oh fuck me! Her scent surrounded him and her soft curves molded themselves to his form far too easily. He reacted. Just like he had felt his youki earlier, he could feel his blood pool between his legs, and without a warning, little Tessaiga transformed to its original size. He moved further away so that she wouldn't feel the very male part of his anatomy standing at attention. Fuck. Blue balls, and I can't even jack off now. Why did I think this was a good idea?

Kagome sighed with contentment and shifted, pressing her silky smooth bottom into him once more and causing his hips to flinch back. It wasn't long before her breathing evened out, and he could finally tell that she had drifted off into dreamland.

Inuyasha was almost convulsing in agony. She was right there next to him, letting him touch her, her body intimately aligned with his, and he couldn't do anything about it. He shifted his body so that instead of touching her backside, he was lying on his back. In this position, he tried to stroke himself to get rid of the ache. However, Kagome moved again. Her hand nestled into his voluminous fleece top and her head sank against his hard chest. Just as he was about to stroke the hardened agony between his legs, she threw one long limb over his body. She was a monkey in her sleep. She wouldn't let go of him no matter how hard he squirmed.

He stayed awake for another agonizing hour. Each time he tried to relieve himself, she'd wrap her form around his as if she had a motion sensor somewhere under those flimsy clothes she wore. Finally, he gave up trying. I'm going to take a long shower in the morning. Eventually he fell into a fitful sleep, dreaming of what it would be like to finally make love to Kagome the way he really wanted to.

~~~oo0oo~~~

Gentle streams of patterned light fell across the seemingly lesbian couple in the morning. Shaya had one hand down her baggy, red sweats, and the other hand placed under Kagome's top, happily squeezing a luscious bosom. Kagome was plastered onto Shaya. Her leg twisted around her roommate's lower half, and her head lay peacefully on the taller girl's well-endowed chest.

"Inuyasha," murmured the miko in her sleep. However, both she and her roommate were too tired to hear the words.

A sudden knock pounded on the door. "Kagome?" a female voice whispered.

Inuyasha was far too tired from restless sleep to be truly coherent. He scratched his privates and then turned to bury his head into Kagome's luscious globes, pushing the damned fabric aside. Fucking noise. Why won't it stop? He sighed happily, somehow forgetting a long night of blue balls as he nuzzled his face into Kagome's warm breasts. He had pushed her shirt up to her chin, exposing her warm round bosom to the air and his appreciative hands and face. Fucking heaven.

"Kagome?" cried a female voice. This time it was louder than before. The knocks resumed. "I know you're in there!"

"Hummm....," murmured Kagome in an appreciative sigh. "Inuyasha..."

The hanyou was more than pleased with his current situation. He wondered if he was dreaming, since his girl was calling him by his real name and cooing in delight as he stroked her breasts. He figured that as long as he was dreaming, he'd enjoy himself.

His tongue moved languidly to lick her firm, perky peak. She tasted of Kagome with a hint of salt. Delicious. He was only half-awake as he heard his miko moaning underneath him, griping his long silver hair in her hands.

Another female voice was then heard. "I really don't think you should be bothering them." Inuyasha quickly dismissed the voices as annoying background noise.

"Kagome. I'm coming in!" This time the female was practically yelling. "Hojo's out in front of the dorms, begging to speak with you. He won't leave and he's driving everyone crazy with his caterwauling."

Inuyasha could only partially register the sound of a door opening as he gave Kagome's breasts another slow lick. He was a dog; he couldn't help it, he'd lick every portion of Kagome's anatomy if he could.

"Kagome! Shaya," blurted out Sango. "What the...?"

Inuyasha whipped his head around from his girlfriend's delectable bosom to Sango's horrified face. "Uhhhh...," he responded with his tongue still hanging out of his mouth.

Kagome's eyes fluttered open and she had a shy smile for Shaya before she registered what was going on.

"Kagome, how long has this been going on?" asked Sango. The miko turned to see her good friend and her other two roommates, Kouga and Ayame, gaping at her.

"Uhhh," responded Kagome in complete mortification.

Kori gazed at Kagome's breasts in appreciation before Shaya's eyes widened in horror. The hanyou had never reacted quicker to pull down a T-shirt than he did at that moment.

"What the fuck are you staring at, Kori!" yelled Shaya in anger.

Ayame only looked confused and whispered to Kori, "Did you know that Shaya was a lesbian?"

Kori took in the lovely sight before him, which unfortunately was not quite as lovely now that Kagome's top was pulled down. But, he had firsthand experience from his showers with the miko to know what she looked like sans clothing. He only grinned lustfully. "I've suspected for years," he replied. Then, he looked away grimacing to himself. How in the fuck did the mutt get lucky and I haven't?

Sango's head whipped back around to look at her best friend. She had known Kagome for years, and the girl had never shown any interest in females. "Uh, Kags?"

Kagome looked up at Sango. Her eyes were begging for understanding, but she couldn't say a word. All she did was tug at her top and nod to her friend.

The demon slayer straightened up her back and looked at the floor sheepishly. "Well, uh. I came to get you because Hojo is begging for you to talk to him, and he's driving this entire dorm crazy. But I'll...I'll just tell him that you've already found someone else."

Kagome's eyes widened at the implications. She should have realized yesterday that her continued advances with Shaya were going to lead to this, but everything had happened so quickly that she was almost as shocked as Sango.

"Oh, and Shaya," added the demon slayer.

Inuyasha's ears perked up in attention even though he looked bewildered with his eyes wide open. Could this day get any stranger?

"Kagome is my best friend," Sango stopped looking at the floor in order to look Shaya square in the eyes. She flexed her right arm, exposing her musculature. "I'm glad that she finally found someone. But if you ever hurt my friend...you're going to have to answer to me. Got it?"

Inuyasha quirked his brow in confusion. He looked back and forth between Sango and his girlfriend. Wait! She's my GIRLFRIEND! He suddenly smiled to himself with immense satisfaction. "Got it!" Inuyasha responded. He then put his hands to his throat, because a soft feminine voice was erupting from his lips and he knew he was a guy. Wait, Sango and Kagome see me as a girl and...oh fuck! They think we're lesbians...?

Inuyasha wasn't able to protest as the door closed as swiftly as it opened. His eyes were left wide open. Shaya and Kagome had now been officially outed as a lesbian couple. Shit!

~~~oo0oo~~~

The Next Chapter: Chapter 12: Puppy Punishments. Sess/Rin and Inu/Kags. It's already written and will be posted within a week.

Author's Notes:

#1: No, don't worry. Kagome is NOT a lesbian. We wouldn't do that to you. We do however, enjoy toying with Inuyasha, making him squirm and love the idea of making both Kagome and Inuyasha as confused as possible. Remember this is a comedy!

#2: One of our lovely reviewers, Kinky-hoe, did correct us and let us know that Hiten does indeed have red eyes and not blue ones. Karaumea and Ai discussed it and decided that since the Hiten in this story doesn't eat humans, like a vampire in Twilight, his eyes no longer appear red. And in our story, a vegetarian demon (who does not eat humans for breakfast) is going to have their natural eye color, which we decided in Hiten's case was blue. (This of course, conveniently covers up the fact that we messed up when we first described him. But for the rest of the story he'll have blue eyes! ^_^)

#3:The famous 'Marilyn Monroe Subway Scene' from the 'Seven Year Itch' which shows Marilyn's dress being blown upward is at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yX4IjBg-XM.

#4: 5,000 Yen = 50 USD
100,000 Yen = 1,000 USD
500,000 Yen = 5,000 USD

#5: Sorry, we meant to get put Sess/Rin in this chapter. But don't worry, there will be a big scene between the two of them in the next chapter.

#6: Here's a great video that has Inuyasha, Ranma 1/2 and Urusei Yatsura characters interacting. It is simply hilarious. (Keep in mind that the same voice actor plays both Ranma and Inuyasha.) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=inJnkSqNpAY&feature=related
We were asked if someone else could use our story. I do want to mention that we do not own Inuyasha, Ranma 1/2 or Shakespeare's 'Twelfth Night.' So you can use those all you want, you don't have to ask us. But please make sure that your story is creative in and of itself. Don't just borrow...change, interpret, be creative and most of all make sure that people enjoy your story.
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