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He's My Girl	By : osherry Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 11938 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: We only use the Inuyasha characters for our own devious purposes. They will be returned (mostly) unharmed when we are done. Inuyasha is the property of Rumiko Takahashi and we make no profit from playing with and/or tormenting her characters.
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Warnings: Foul language, plenty of limey action and a lemon.
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Co-authored by Ai Kisugi and Karaumea
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Chapter 14: Payback
At the heart of Mount Hakone lay the famous Lake Ashi, carefully guarded by the magnificent Mount Fuji from afar. At its sandy shores stood a flabbergasted hanyou, wearing nothing but his birthday suit, facing an equally wide-eyed miko in front of him.

As Inuyasha looked at her with his mouth hanging open, a barrage of questions bombarded Kagome's mind. Shaya is Inuyasha. Shaya is really Inuyasha. But... why? Why would the profusely macho hanyou choose to look like a girl? Why would he enroll in an all-girl's school? Was this some sick joke? Did he turn into a pervert who enjoyed being around and peeping on unsuspecting girls? Most importantly, what had he been doing with her? Had he been playing with her because she was easy prey?

No! The miko refused to believe that was the case. Inuyasha is not like that. However, the nature of their current relationship said otherwise. After all, even though she had been more than a willing participant, he had been taking advantage of her by keeping her in the dark as to what and who he really was. Anger swelled in her chest at that thought. God, I don't want to hate him. Please, don't make me hate him.

She knew that if she called him out on his lie now, there wasn't much he could say or do that would stop her from turning her back to him, but not without a well-deserved slap on his handsome face. She couldn't even imagine any explanation that could warrant her forgiveness. He had destroyed her trust with one move, and she was hanging on the last thread for dear life. After what she had witnessed, there was only one way he could even start to win her trust back, and that was with pure, genuine honesty.

He had to tell her his secret willingly.

But, if she didn't say anything now, would he ever tell her the truth? She desperately needed him to be the one to say it first. Perhaps, if I can encourage him to fess up...

"Ka-Kagome?" the hanyou sputtered after a few seconds, finally getting his vocal cords to work.

Several possibilities passed through Kagome's mind before she decided on her course of action. However, to Inuyasha, it only took a moment for his girlfriend to compose herself. Her look of unqualified adulation was quickly squashed and replaced with a forced, thin smile. "Hi, Inuyasha." She stopped just in front of him and tried not to look below his waist. She would be far too distracted if her gaze wandered there. Kagome took a moment to cross her arms in a look of nonchalance. "Was that your girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend?" Inuyasha looked incredibly perplexed. His mind was trying to process her question while he gazed again at her voluptuous form that was right before him. He was quickly getting sidetracked. Oh fuck! She better not have seen me change.

"The red-headed girl with the pig tail," elaborated the miko with a flick of her head in the direction Ranma had disappeared to.

Her question finally registered, and it took less than a nano-second for him to respond. "Hell, no!" shouted Inuyasha before his nervousness returned. He combed his wet bangs back with his fingers as he asked, "Umm, what did you see?"

"Oh, not much. You were talking to her when I arrived," she supplied, saving the hanyou from his fear that she had seen his transformation. She bit her lip to keep from snickering at his discomfort. This is too much fun. Just because she liked making him flustered, she added with great effort to keep the laughter from her voice, "You two seemed cozy together."

As she expected, the hanyou blushed a deep red at the thought of being anywhere near cozy with the weird gender-confused teenager. To her disappointment, he clenched his jaw to keep from blurting out the first thing that came to his mind, which was most likely a mind-boggling curse directed at the redhead, and started taking his aggression on the bracelet he clutched in his hands.

Kagome's eyes flickered toward the object at the sudden movement. He gasped when he realized that he was holding Shaya's bracelet - the one the hanyou girl had been wearing when the miko had last seen her - and hurried to hide it behind his back.

It wasn't that Kagome did not notice it. She chose to pretend that she didn't, though, for she knew he could easily come up with a lie about why he was currently in possession of the piece of jewelry. Pointing it out couldn't possibly result in a confession from the hanyou. She wanted him to tell her the truth because he wanted to, not because he had no other choice. Most importantly, it hurt too much to hear him lie to her.

Besides, her attention was quickly diverted the moment the hanyou's hands were out of her sight, leaving her gaze fixed at his crotch in their wake. She gulped as she felt heat pool at her cheeks first and then traveled down her chest and even lower. She blinked and forced her eyes to look up at his face instead. Her chocolate orbs were met with liquid amber darkened with... Desire? Oh, God. She cleared her throat and buried her toes deeper into the sand, hoping that it would be enough to keep her from jumping his bones. "It's strange that we keep meeting like this, isn't it?"

"Like what?" asked Inuyasha, his brows furrowed in confusion.

"You know..." Kagome's voice trailed off as her eyes flickered down to his privates once more. "You being in various states of undress."

At the realization that he was standing butt-naked in front of the object of his affections in his unabashed male glory, the hanyou's eyes widened comically, and he turned an even deeper shade of red. He dove for the towel he had discarded on the sand and fumbled with it for a while as he muttered unintelligibly about ‘damned demonic senses' and ‘fucking teenage hormones.' He heaved a sigh once he finally managed to wrap the towel around his waist, effectively covering the return of the little Tessaiga with his hand holding the cloth in the front.

"So-sorry about that," he stuttered nervously, all the while praying that she wouldn't notice the rise of the phoenix under the fluffy garment. "It became too hot back there, so I needed to... umm, cool down."

"Oh. What brought you here, to the hot springs?" queried Kagome as she shifted her hips.

Inuyasha's brow furrowed, and he tried to explain why he was following Kagome around. "Well, Shaya mentioned that you'd be here, so I thought..."

She arched her eyebrows, and a frown marred her features. "So, you thought it would be fun with a horde of teenage girls around?"

His eyes hardened at her words, and a determined glint shone in them. "No," he said with conviction. "I thought I might get a chance to see you."

"For what?" Kagome was trying to sound disinterested, but she couldn't help the way her heart started to beat faster at his words.

"For something I forgot to ask last night." He looked uncomfortable for a second before he squared his shoulders and looked her in the eye. "Would you go out on a date with me?"

"Oh." Kagome blinked, and her mouth opened, but no words came out. After pausing for a brief second that had Inuyasha cringing in his towel, she spoke with a smile on her face. "I'd love to." His eyes widened, and a smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. "However," she continued, and his face fell. "You may not know about this, but I'm with your sister. What I have with Shaya is... special. Besides, I might have given you the wrong impression last night, but I'm not a two-timer. I'm sorry."

"You're with my sister," stated Inuyasha slowly, as if to digest the words.

"Yes," answered the miko without hesitation.

"Like, with with my sister," he insisted much to Kagome's amusement.

"Yes, and I'd like to keep it that way for a while. I rather enjoy being with her," she said as a suggestive smirk formed on her lips.

Inuyasha's face took on a comical expression at her words as if he couldn't decide whether to frown or grin. "Speaking of which..." Kagome continued after a brief pause. "Have you seen Shaya around? I've been looking for her." The miko approached the hanyou and trailed a languid finger down his chest. Her movements were sensual, and Inuyasha couldn't keep his eyes off of her hand as the rise and fall of his chest quickened under her fingertip. A hot trail burned from wherever she had touched him. "Could you tell her to come find me if you see her?" she asked then, peeking at him under the veil of her dark eyelashes before she leaned up and whispered into his ear, "I'm rather horny."

Inuyasha's lips started to move, but no words left the overly stimulated hanyou's mouth. All that the poor boy could manage was some inane stuttering as the girl he always wanted winked at him.

Kagome's warm fingertips lingered on his chest before she pulled them away and brought a few errant fingers to her full lips. Inuyasha's widened eyes trailed after her digits. With two fingers to her mouth she blew him a kiss and then turned to walk away.

Inuyasha stared in abject confusion and adoration as he watched Kagome leave. Her curvaceous form was barely concealed by her rumpled yukata. He watched hungrily as her hips swayed from side to side. Did she just shake her ass at me? He stood there enamored and clueless as to what to do next

He felt a little conspicuous. Here he was on a lakeside beach in the broad daylight with a pink towel barely covering his manly parts. He was embarrassed, upset and completely bewildered as to why Kagome had turned him down for a date. What the...? Didn't she have a fucking crush on me? What? She doesn't want me now?! He held his towel close to his waist as he slowly followed Kagome's trail like a lost puppy dog.

What the hell just happened? I'm in love with her, dammit! And she wants...she wants... a fucking girl? Oh, fuck no! Inuyasha's fists clenched, and he shook his head in misery. Then, Kagome's trailing words started to repeat ad infinitum within his mind, ‘I'm rather horny.'

He sniffed the air again. He could tell that the miko's telltale scent had an even spicier aroma to it now. She was turned on! She wanted him! With that revelation, he nodded to himself in satisfaction before his steps faltered in hesitation. No, she wanted her. But just then, she had wanted him.

Or had it been her?

Oh, for the love of... Fuck!

Inuyasha gave up trying to understand exactly which gender had made Kagome lascivious. Thoughts ceased and his hormones propelled his feet forward. With renewed determination and hardened eyes, Inuyasha dashed to the nearest copse of trees. His ears swiveled as he listened attentively to make sure that no one was in the vicinity. When all he was met with was silence, he quickly slid his bracelet back on and immediately noticed the way his fingertips became adorned with pink nail polish.

He smiled and started to run forward, but was quickly halted when he saw two large D-cup breasts jiggling erratically in front of him. Oh fuck. I forgot about those puppies! He quickly removed the towel from his waist and brought it up a little higher to enclose his torso as well. The tiny towel that had barely covered him as a man was obscenely revealing as a girl. This time, he continued walking forward with one hand securely holding the front of his towel. He couldn't risk running and revealing his ‘Gates of Eden' to the world.

His hanyou senses quickly picked up on Kagome's musky scent. Soon, he was trailing after her through the sparse forest that surrounded the lake. He had almost caught up to her when he realized that she would be fairly suspicious if Shaya suddenly ran into her so quickly after seeing Inuyasha. Fuck! He sniffed the air again...letting the glimmering scent of her desire waft over the air before he steeled himself. I'm not going to give in. I'm not going to give in...

He spent the latter part of the hour finding his yukata, donning it back on and trailing after Kagome. He sadly watched as she joined some of her friends, including Sango, in a hot spring. His only solace was that at least Kouga wasn't watching his girl. By the time he felt that he could finally join his girlfriend at the hot spring without raising her suspicions, she was already deep in conversation with her friends.

His hands ached to touch her, and it didn't help that she was completely nude the entire time. Further, it really didn't help the situation when she would occasionally brush her breasts against his back or let her hand glide along his backside. If he didn't know Kagome better, he would swear that her little innocent touches were meant to tease him. But, Kagome had never been like that before (the one exception being when she was completely drunk). In fact, if her reddened cheeks told him anything, it was that she was still very innocent and embarrassed about her desire for her girlfriend.

It wasn't until after dinnertime that Shaya was finally able to get Kagome alone. As much as he had liked Sango, now he almost despised the girl for taking so much of his girlfriend's time. All the girls had done the entire afternoon was discuss unimportant stuff like some showbiz star that they called Dr. McDreamy and Lady Gaga's latest outfits. How fucking boring! When they finally left the spring, Inuyasha felt a surge of relief that had nothing to do with leaving the all-too-hot water. Once again, his footsteps closely followed Kagome's.

He was surprised when she smirked over her shoulder at him and sauntered toward their shared hotel room. Inuyasha should have been keeping his distance. After all, he was a guy, who unhappily looked like a girl. Once they made it to the room, he closed the door with a firm click. What he really wanted to do was to lock out both Ayame and Kouga, but he knew that wouldn't go over very well. He just hoped that they would stay away until his pent up frustrations could be worked out. He sniffed to smell a lingering scent of desire from Kagome's body and a touch of nervousness.

"Kagome?" Shaya asked carefully. Kami, he wanted to touch her, all of her. But she was nervous, and he was... Fuck, I look like a girl! He looked down again at his carefully manicured fingernails. They glistened in the room's wane light, as if the polish was still liquid. Disillusionment crept through him, quaffing his desire-that was until Kagome dropped her yukata to reveal her bare back. Fuck, half naked Kagome, but she thinks I'm a girl...

"Shaya?" questioned Kagome with a coquettish smile. "I have a horrible knot in my shoulder. Could you massage it for me?" She was sitting at the edge of her bed with her yukata pooled at her waist, her slender bare back facing him. Oh Kami, she's not wearing a bra...

Once again, any coherent thought rapidly left his mind as his feet moved him toward his girlfriend. He quickly sat down beside her on their bed, and his hands ached to touch her. Inuyasha stole a quick glance at his feminine fingers. He was in a quandary. How can I touch my girlfriend when she can't touch me? He quickly resolved to touch her, but to try his best to keep her from reciprocating. Unfortunately, little Tessaiga twitched in agony at the abominable idea. Sorry, you can't get any if she thinks I'm a girl. The poor thing started to sag in misery. He swallowed nervously and placed a hand on each of her shoulders, starting a massaging action. Her skin felt so smooth and soft under his touch, like liquid silk.

Kagome turned her head around and gazed quizzically at her roommate. "Shaya? Why did you run off on me?"

Shaya nervously swallowed. "Errrr...it was getting too hot?" There, I'm not even lying!

Kagome turned back around and rolled her eyes. Apparently, he's not going to tell me the truth now. She felt his warm, large hands on her petite body and imagined her handsome hanyou sitting beside her, rather than the feminine one that she was seeing. But did she have to see a girl? Didn't she see Inuyasha instead of Shaya on more than one occasion? What she would give to see his handsome form now.

For the past few hours she had been wracking her brain, trying to think of how she could see past the bizarre illusion that Inuyasha wore. She had finally settled on one intriguing idea. If the cause of Inuyasha's transformation was demonic, then a touch of her miko spiritual energy should cancel it out and perhaps she would be able to see past his feminine shell. And the two times that Shaya's form had shimmered into Inuyasha's muscular one had both been when she was somehow honing her miko abilities. Could it be that simple?

As his eager hands rubbed and soothed her sore muscles, she started to focus her spiritual power. She felt the writhing of her miko aura rolling off of her in waves. It touched his demonic one in tandem, flickering with power. Soon, the two opposing forces licked at each other like battling flames, until the demonic energy that converged on his bracelet gave way.

Kagome couldn't help but to turn and gaze in rapt astonishment at her hanyou. Luckily, he was too focused on touching her bare skin to notice her startled face. She nearly gasped as she saw his male form beside her, an Adonis sitting next to her on the bed in an ill-fitting yukata. She eyed his tanned chest hungrily since the thin cotton robe exposed a tantalizing portion to her view.

She let her head loll back against his chest so that she could stare at his face. She couldn't help but to gaze in adoration at his masculine jawline and the golden pools that were his eyes. She knew that she was supposed to be making life difficult for him, but it seemed like life was simply going to be even more difficult for her instead. Her longtime crush, who she had always thought was indifferent to her, was now clearly desiring her and she was supposed to hold back? Her muscles were starting to melt under his ministrations, and her body was reacting to his all-too masculine presence.

Inuyasha's hands were worked to ease the accumulated tension residing in his girlfriend's petite frame. As he touched her smooth, bare skin, a spark of electricity shot through him. He stifled a moan as he felt drawn to her body. He needed to press his hands against her warm flesh, however it was quickly becoming too addictive, and now he needed a bigger fix.

Fuck! Think of something gross. Think of anything other than being alone, with a half-naked Kagome in a hotel room... Oh fuck...

That did it. Something inside of him nearly broke as his mouth converged on the pale flesh of her neck. He couldn't help but to gently suck on the swath of exposed skin before tenderly kissing the surface. Each lick, each caress of her flesh suffused him deep to the core. It was almost as if they were two opposable forces, drawn to each other, needing the other half to be whole. His heartbeat started to surge in his chest, threatening to break free. All the while, he could hear the telltale rhythm of Kagome's heartbeat speeding up as if she was on an adrenaline rush.

She twisted in his arms, while his hands were still on her shoulders, but now her bare breasts were pressed against his torso. He could only moan as his lips found hers. His mouth started to tentatively kiss her wet, warm lips. Despite the heated desire coursing through him, he was trying to remain in control-trying to keep this from going too far. Then, he felt the skin of her breasts and the tips of her nipples pushed against his exposed chest.

He didn't think as he pulled down at the thin cotton of his robe, needing every centimeter of their flesh to touch. All he could smell was Kagome's salty, marine scent emanating from deep inside of her. It surrounded him and made him incoherent. Their chests rubbed against each other, heated skin touching skin. It all felt extremely forbidden as the thin cloth pooled at their waists chaffed against their sweaty flesh. All he knew was his need and desire for her. He had completely forgotten that he looked like a girl. He was simply sensing with his hands and his sense of smell. He'd be damned if he focused on what his eyes told him.

Kagome was quickly becoming lost in the moment as well. She never knew that letting her miko energies loose would cause their hormones to go into overdrive. She couldn't help that she was now in the presence of Inuyasha in all of his stunning male glory and he wanted her. Plain Kagome...he wants me... She felt him nibble at her earlobe and groaned. She wasn't supposed to let it get so far out of control, but she was beyond caring. She just needed a little more; more of his skin, more of his touch, more of his kisses and damn it all to hell, she wanted him to abate the growing desire for him that was turning into liquid between her thighs.

Once again his lips met hers, and her tender aching hands touched the curvature of his jaw before tracing up to his ears. Probing fingertips met his furry ear and another jolt swept through him, her touch was an addictive pleasure that left trails of fire and need in their wake.

Their hands, tongues and bodies were intermingled on their bed when they heard the hotel door slam.

Inuyasha tried to dismiss the intrusion as he returned to worship his girlfriend. What he wouldn't do to be able to feel the synergy of their bodies intertwined together in every way. Nothing in his entire life had ever felt so good. He just couldn't let go.

"Ayame!" a thin, wolf voice whined in the background.

It was Kagome who tentatively pulled away from his lips. Inuyasha's desperate lips trailed after hers, trying to continue their dance.

Nooooo...don't stop, dammit. It's just fucking Kouga. "Ignore the wolf," pleaded Inuyasha as he gazed at his girlfriend. Her hair was tussled in a sexy, black wave; her neck was bedecked with red marks that would surely darken in a day; her lips were crimson and swollen, and her bare breasts were exposed to the cool night air. He put a hand on both of her shoulders and begged her with his half-lidded eyes to not stop.

"Fhmoph!" They heard a large form flop onto the adjacent bed. Then, the demon on the bed started to moan incoherently.

Inuyasha almost broke down when Kagome started to pull up her yukata to cover her bosom. The hanyou turned in anger at the interruption.

"What in the fuck is your problem, wolf?"

His friend only batted a bleary eye at him. Inuyasha sniffed, and his nose wrinkled at the pungent smell of sake.

"I just...I just wanted her to like me," babbled the wolf demon uncontrollably. "I followed her today."

As the duo continued talking, Inuyasha almost didn't notice the gasp from Kagome. As the miko gazed over at Kori, she was able to make out for the first time that her other roommate was a male as well. Indignant rage started to course though her. He also saw me naked in the shower! And Inuyasha allowed it to happen? She fisted her hands by her sides. What else has he been hiding from me? When she turned to look at Inuyasha, her face was ablaze with fury.

"Kagome?" Inuyasha cried out in confusion. If he couldn't tell by her stiff form, he could certainly tell by her scent that she was incredibly angry. What the fuck? One minute she's making out with me, and now she's pissed?

His girlfriend's gaze bounced back and forth between him and the drunken Kori, who was sprawled out on her bed. "I'm going to take a shower," Kagome declared with her hands on her hips. When Shaya made a move to join her, the miko's eyes narrowed with indignation. "Alone!" she commanded as she briskly turned on her heels and made her way to the bathing room. Once she was past the door, it slammed with such vehement force that Inuyasha was startled.

He gazed at the closed door that his sweet smelling, voluptuous and now naked girlfriend was behind-without him.

He returned to his demon friend with renewed fury. "What the hell! I was with Kagome, and you spoiled everything, you stupid fuck!"

The wolf demon only whimpered and continued on piteously. "At least you got a girl," he sniffed as he wiped at his nose. "Ayame was out with her boyfriend tonight. He...he made out with her...she let him. And he's a dick. Why won't she date me? I'm a good looking guy..."

"You look like a fucking girl, wolf-shit..."

"Oh..." was his half-hearted reply. Then his watery eyes tried to focus on Shaya. "Then why does Ka...Ka...Kags...want you, mutt? Why can't I have a girl?"

"Shut up, you moron!"

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Kagome stood behind the closed bathroom door, feeling the coolness of the wood through the thin cotton fabric of her yukata.

What was I thinking? She lurched forward to stare at herself in the mirror. Despite her best intentions, she had been all too willing to give it up to her lying, hanyou boyfriend/girlfriend, AGAIN!

"Arrgh!" she yelled in the bathroom. Her voice was almost drowned out by an equally upset hanyou screaming at his drunken wolf demon friend.

She moved forward to pull off her disheveled yukata and dumped it unceremoniously on the ground. With a sigh, she sat down on the tiny stool next to a flexible showerhead. After giving herself a good spray of water, she managed to rub soap over her slippery body and to massage shampoo into her hair. She rinsed off as the water level in the bathtub rose.

She settled her small body into the deep, warm water of the tub as she tried to make sense of the past few hours. The ritual made her feel more at peace, but her heart was still troubled.

Seeing Shaya as Inuyasha was a shock, but it wasn't unexpected. And, she would be lying to herself if she didn't acknowledge the relief that flooded her senses when she had proof that her recent hormones had not driven her to another girl, but to the man she had always wanted and desired. Now her seemingly bizarre attraction to the hanyou girl made sense. It had been Inuyasha all along, and somehow, her body knew that and had responded.

Kagome leaned back in the tub and ran her fingers through her bangs. She had been spending the past week wondering how she was going to break it to her mother that she was a lesbian. She had worked herself into a worried frenzy, and there had been no need! Inuyasha! Now her anger was rolling off of her in waves. How dare he keep me in the dark! How dare he pretend to be a girl! Why is he doing this?

She groaned as she sank further into the warm water. Her eyes quickly flicked back to the door and the moaning wolf demon on the other side. The moans were usually interspersed by Shaya's irate screams. Then, she blinked. Perhaps this was all Kori's fault?! But, it wasn't Kori was it? Who the hell was that guy in the other bed lamenting Ayame's choice of a boyfriend? The miko furrowed her brow as she tried to think back to any wolf demons that Inuyasha was acquainted with.

With a gasp she recalled a conversation she had listened to while having tea with her mother and Inuyasha's mom, Izayoi. If she could admit it to herself, she had attended those boring tea socials in a pitiful attempt to learn something about the gorgeous hanyou that she was pining after. Since he wouldn't give her the time of day, her only recourse was to listen to his mother talk about him. She did recall that Izayoi had frequently lamented Inuyasha's frequent run-ins with the law. And every time he got in trouble there was always a wolf demon in tow, who was equally responsible. Kouga!

So why were both of them here, pretending to be girls? Kagome puzzled over Shaya's reaction when she had seen the girl for the first time. As she ran the memories in her mind, she remembered that Shaya had been surprised to see her. So maybe Inuyasha didn't mean to be my roommate? Maybe this is Kouga's fault? Was this some sort of stupid dare that the boys had decided upon? Kagome snorted. She wouldn't put it past them. Perhaps in a night of drunken stupor they had decided to live the life of women, secretly preying upon the unsuspecting girls that surrounded them.

Kagome cocked her head to the side as she considered that option. It could be the truth. But was it meant to go this far? She frowned in confusion. Inuyasha seemed so surprised to see her at first. Maybe it had started as a prank and then got out of hand? She gnawed on her lip in frustration.

There was really only one way to find out, and that was for Inuyasha to tell her the truth. She adored the man, she really did. However, he had been playing her for the past few weeks and had yet to come clean.

She nodded to herself. Until Inuyasha told her the truth, he was going to suffer blue balls on a regular basis. In the mean time, she was going to be the one playing him for once and she was going to savor every minute of it. This was going to be fun. She smirked as she secured a small pink towel to her waist, exposing her wet and bountiful globes to what she hoped would be an appreciative audience.

With the gusto of a woman who was about to do battle, she threw open the bathroom door and stormed over to the hotel room vanity.

"Kagome?" Shaya muttered in confusion before he stopped to stare in surprise at the other girl's chest.

The miko smiled inwardly as she noticed the golden eyes tracking her movements across the room. She also observed with satisfaction that the wolf demoness (errr... demon) was passed out in a drunken stupor on the other bed.

Kagome sat down, and her breasts jiggled like jello as she moved to and fro. First, she ran her fingers through her long, obsidian locks before she lifted up a comb to her hair.

Inuyasha was right at her side. He seemed to be speaking breathlessly as he took the comb from her with a jerk. "I'll, uhhh...comb your hair for you," he murmured lamely as he stared straight ahead into the mirror; his eyes were fixated on something creamy with luscious pink buds in the center, buds that were now erect in the coolness of the room.

He swallowed nervously as he tried to concentrate on combing the wet, silky hair under his fingers. Of course, that made him think about the wet, silky and practically nude body that was sitting before him. One clawed hand somehow made its way to Kagome's bare shoulder, and his jumpy digits really wanted to touch more of the smooth, warm skin. Not now, you idiot!

Kagome wasn't helping the matter much as she let her head roll back and moaned softly. Moaning...breasts...

"Crunch!" Somehow the plastic comb he was holding broke in his fist. Inuyasha looked at the broken pieces of black plastic in confusion. How did that happen?

He looked in bewilderment at Kagome. His mouth hung open as she smiled coolly at him and then moved to put on her pajamas.

The miko dropped her towel onto the floor, and his eyes trailed down her form, seeing her moist, pink skin and long, slender, bare legs. She turned to smirk at him in a very un-Kagome-like way before reaching into her drawers to pull out his favorite red, lacey boy shorts. He watched in admiration as the fabric clung so nicely to her curves. Then, she pulled on a red silk spaghetti top. He was a little disappointed that her lovely, naked body had now been partially covered. He was also wondering what could possibly be going on in her mind.

Kagome smiled as she beckoned him to bed. He completely forgot about her recent anger, that his friend was passed out on the next bed, or that he looked like a woman. After all of his time wanting her, needing her, desiring her, being in love with her, she was willingly asking him to join her in bed.

He quickly ripped off his yukata and was disheartened to see bouncy breasts on his chest. What? Oh yeah, shit! She thinks I'm a fucking girl...

His eager smile faded into confusion as he looked at his girlfriend before him. She had snuggled into bed and had pulled back the covers for him.

"Shaya," Kagome cooed. "Unless you want me to sleep in Kori's bed, you better join me."

What? No fucking wolf will... He swallowed again and tried to ignore the jiggling, non-existent appendages on his chest.

His body slid into bed with her. The covers were cool and his breathing was shallow. I can't...are we...? Fuck, she still thinks I'm a girl...

Kagome turned around to face him. He licked his lips as he gazed at her voluptuous curves that were barely concealed under the red silk.

Her hand reached out to touch his face and there it was, he felt it again. It was that shock, that feeling of electricity that surged between their two bodies whenever he got close to her. He tried to fight it off, at least for a few seconds. But, the pull was too great. It was as if their bodies were opposing magnets drawing each other close through an invisible attraction. His fingers tentatively touched her soft, warm skin; then, his body followed suit.

Fuck. I'm going to hell...

His lips found Kagome's, and he was lost.

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The Jewel lived up to its name, especially on weekends, sparkling like a diamond among a cluster of wooden beads with its flashing lights and distinguished patrons. The well-known casino buzzed with life and excitement as dice were rolled and cards were dealt. Away from all the clutter, in a VIP room guarded by innumerable men in black, were a handful of gentlemen dressed in impeccable designer suits, engaged in a private poker game.

Naraku looked up from his hand. The leader of the tiger tribe sat to his left, his humanoid whiskers flicking up and down as he focused on the cards in his paws. On the right, Ryukotsusei of the Dragons sat motionless apart from the occasional lick of his lizard tongue on his lower lip and the almost unnoticeable puff of smoke that escaped his flattened nostrils with every breath. Naraku smirked slightly, pleased with himself for easily reading the signs of agitation on his rivals and giving them nothing in return. The crime boss was not one to show his emotions easily, especially when he had something to gain.

Right as Ryukotsusei lowered two cards down, a loud crash came from the doorway, sending every single soul in the room into action. In the blink of an eye, an army's load of guns were drawn out, half of them directed at the door while the rest faced the occupants of the room as the mob bosses regarded each other with distrust.

Thankfully, before bullets started speaking, a frightened waiter entered with a tray of glasses half of which were missing. "So-sorry, sir," squeaked the young man, almost dropping the rest of his glasses when he saw the abundance of barrels pointed at his head.

As the waiter, who was going to be an ex-employee before the end of the night, served their drinks, Naraku did his best to keep his irritation from showing on his features. With a stoic expression, he returned to his guests that were once again seated and reclaimed his cards.

"You should be more careful, boy," advised the tiger demon to the red-faced waiter. The young man nodded mutely, seeming eager to leave the room before he wet his pants. "Damn, that was unnerving," muttered the older man.

"Relax, gentlemen," interjected Naraku impatiently. "The Jewel is safer than the emperor's bedroom. I assure you, my men are the best guards one can find on these islands."

"Are you sure about that?" rose Ryukotsusei's deep voice. "The last time I heard, a mere underage hanyou brought down half of your guards," mocked the great dragon demon.

Naraku couldn't help it then; his eye twitched, giving away his annoyance. "Don't worry, my lizard friend," he muttered, earning an aggressive hiss from the dragon. "That problem will be solved soon. The boys will pay, and everyone will see that nobody crosses Naraku and lives to tell about it."

And, pay they would. Naraku was going to make sure of it. He was sick of the waiting game.

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Sesshoumaru walked into the Seventh Heaven nightclub and was instantly hit with a putrid stench. Human pheromones assaulted him. The stifling scent of hundreds of aroused humans in close proximity to him made him want to vomit. He quickly pinched his nose as he walked purposefully to the back of the establishment.

The club's manager, Bankoutsu, was quietly sipping a fluorescent, green Midori Sour at the bar when Sesshoumaru strode up. The human responded with an oily smile.

"So, the only man who has ever gotten ‘the Lady of the West' to give him a lap dance has returned," droned Bankoutsu. "How did you succeed?" The manager started to look him up and down appraisingly. "Does she only go for dog demons or does she like the metrosexual look?"

The dog demon's lips twisted in displeasure, but somehow, he retained his cool. "None. Of. Your. Business."

The manager smiled warily at him and tried to mask his discomfort. However, Sesshoumaru could smell the nervousness wafting from him. Bankoutsu moved backward and hit his back against the bar counter. Another uneasy grin met Sesshoumaru's eyes before the man tried to speak again. "So are you back for some more? Did Rin's little lap dance leave you wanting?"

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the man's blatant questions of his private affairs. Despite his desire to throttle the man who regularly put his naked Rin on display for others to watch, he instead took 500,000 Yen from his pocket and shoved it in the man's hand. "Tell Rin that I am waiting for her and that I require her presence immediately."

After pressing the contents a little too roughly, the dog demon turned to head to the room he had occupied last time with Rin. It was a room labeled, ‘PRIVATE.'

He made his way into the darkened room. It was peppered with a few nested alcoves set aside for private dances. He glared momentarily at the video camera on the far wall with an attached flashing red light. He turned his back at the camera and brought out a mini portable DVD player from his pocket. With the speed that only a demon could possess, he quickly sped over to the offensive camera. Within a nanosecond, the camera was disconnected and then reconnected to his portable player. He hooked the DVD player to the camera's wall mount and pressed play.

His lips curled in the corners as he heard the dim sound coming from the player. He had managed to create his own video of him and Rin together in this very room. However, he didn't want anyone else to see her practically nude or the way he humiliated himself by cuming like a schoolboy. So, all that their audience could see was Rin entering to sit on his lap before an endless loop started to play, a loop where he had cut out any nudity or provocative poses. He had even managed to stifle their words, so all that anyone heard was muffled sounds. The idiots who ran the security video booth at the ‘Seventh Heaven' would be none the wiser.

Pleased with his brilliance, Sesshoumaru advanced toward the solitary chair in the middle of the room. Amber eyes were alight with expectation as he took his seat facing the door. He was impatient for this encounter, and it felt like an eternity had passed before he heard the soft click of high heels approaching. He had to stop the bouncing of his leg and resume his usual stoic expression when the door slowly opened to reveal his scantily dressed ex-fiancée.

His fuming, scantily dressed ex-fiancée...

Liquid filled the back of his mouth, and the muscles of his throat reflexively moved to alleviate the discomfort. In other words, Sesshoumaru gulped.

She was a sight to behold, with white latex barely covering her breasts and sex; her dark hair fell down her back in carefully arranged curls. A large white boa was draped over her shoulder, covering one delicious globe on its way down and trailing behind her creamy leg after ghosting over her hip on the opposite side. Everything about her looked so soft and inviting-everything but the anger pouring out of her gaze, the narrowed line of her cherry lips and the hardened lines of her face. She looked like she was trying to castrate him with the sheer force of her glare. He should have been terrified. In fact, he was terrified...

...by the magnitude of his excitement.

When had he turned into a kinky bastard? While he questioned his sanity, he tried hard to not make a move to adjust the roaring monster in his pants and give away how much she still affected him with a mere look-even if that look promised nothing but pain.

Rin kicked the door shut behind her with the heel of her sparkly stiletto and stomped toward him with angry strides. Before he could open his mouth for a proper greeting, she was perched upon him, her bare legs straddling his lap only to disappear from his sight at his sides. Without a single word, she started rubbing against his crotch and teasing him with the sight of her tits and the caress of the boa against his neck. Her eyes were closed as she pulled on the boa to bring his face closer to her bosom before sticking the tips of the feathery appendage between his open mouth and her silky skin.

Sesshoumaru was spitting white feathers as she pushed him back with her hands on his shoulders. "Rin," he called, demanding her attention. Her eyes opened then; the anger was still there but was now mixed with the desire weighing down on her eyelids, causing his dick to twitch in anticipation. Her nimble fingers made quick work of his buttons, and she pushed his jacket down his arms without breaking his gaze. He blinked, and then his tie was gone, flying to land somewhere behind him. The buttons on his shirt were undone by the time he managed to find composure. He cleared his throat before he started, "Why did you..."

He was cut short when she slapped his face lightly with her boa, causing him to blink in surprise. Unfazed by her ignorance, he tried again, "What were you..." This time, the annoying accessory was literally in his mouth, and he actually swallowed a few errand pieces of feather in the process. "Rin," he warned, losing his patience with her attitude. "Stop stuffing that thing in my mouth and let me talk."

"Why talk?" she purred. "I'm here for only one purpose, and that has nothing to do with talking." With an exaggerated roll of her hips over his hardness, she made him suck in a deep breath. The maddening scent of her arousal filled his nose then, and as he slowly released the deep breath he took, his chest vibrated his impatient growl. "It's my job, remember?" she continued with a raised eyebrow. "It's who I am now. Your humble servant for the next several minutes, my Lord."

"That is enough," he barked, displeased with her stubbornness. "You're here for only one purpose, are you?" he mocked before he snorted at her attempts to jab at him. "Foolish girl. You should have learned not to play games with this Sesshoumaru."

Large, brown eyes turned to slits at his taunting. "And what if I do?"

"You are bound to lose," stated the dog demon matter-of-factly.

Rin's dainty hands found leverage on her luscious hips, and she raised her chin in defiance. "Bring it on, you arrogant jerk."

Smirking, he leaned down, bringing the tips of their noses close enough to touch. Liquid gold locked on smoldering brown before he whispered, "You asked for it." In a swift move, he stood up, almost sending the chair toppling to the ground in his haste, and was caging her petite form against the wall. As Rin tried to breathe, he dipped his head down, reveling in the intensity of her scent in his nostrils while his lips reacquainted with the soft skin of her slender neck.

Rin's eyes rolled back, and her already erratic breathing faltered. Before she knew it, her leg came up to snake around his hips, which in turn pressed against her. Her pride demanded that she hold still, but her body had other plans as it welcomed his familiar hardness with the increasing wetness on her latex shorts and an answering thrust of her hips. A needy moan escaped her lips, eliciting a chuckle from the only man that knew how to make her body sing.

Sesshoumaru was having a hard time keeping in his voice of pleasure as he brought his mouth to her ear and whispered breathlessly, "You will tell me everything you've been hiding before I'm done with you tonight."

That set the stripper's momentarily forgotten irritation off. Ignoring the disarming sensation of his tongue on her earlobe, his hand inching up her thigh and his dick creating havoc over her sex, she pushed against his chest, catching the dog demon off guard and somehow managing to change their positions. Having him cornered against the wall, she leaned forward, glaring up at him from beneath her eyelashes. "When you are done with me?" she hissed, anger rolling off of her. "If anyone's doing anything tonight, that would be me. After all, it's my job. And since you paid me so generously, the least you can do is to let me perform for you," she quipped, before she added mockingly, "my Lord."

For once, Sesshoumaru was silent, feeling the guilt of having treated her so mercilessly the last time they had been in that room. However, his guilt trip ended abruptly when Rin returned to her teasing, pressing her barely covered bosom to his chest and rolling her hips suggestively as her hands found leverage on his shoulders. At once, his hands were on her waist, pulling her closer and trying to create the stronger friction his dick greedily demanded. He growled in annoyance when the girl stopped her movements. Raising one eyebrow at him, she indicated the camera with her head. "You clearly forgot the rules, my Lord." Brown pools of fury narrowed, and she made an impressive imitation of the dog demon as she growled out, "Hands. Off."

The smirk that appeared on Sesshoumaru's lips was unavoidable. In a whirlwind of movement, Rin was back against the wall. His lips ghosted over her ear. "Rin, I have taken the liberty of stopping the video camera. They'll never see me breaking the..." He paused to lick her neck. "...rules." He smirked as he heard her voice hitch with both alarm and pleasure.

The girl turned with wide eyes to look at the flashing red light of the video camera. "You're lying. Bankoutsu will be in here soon." She swallowed nervously as Sesshoumaru stared at her with both lust and longing. His desire for her had never faltered in the two years they had been apart, and unfortunately for Sesshoumaru, seeing her in her tantalizing hot shorts only made his denied need for her even greater.

"Have I ever lied to you, Rin?" he asked as his hands found purchase on her hips. His lips started to trail down her neck before they rested between her breasts, then the dog demon flicked his claws and her top fell to the side even quicker than his tie. "Now, where was I? Yes..."

Rin's breath hitched again, and both hands pushed desperately against the wall behind her. The only man who had ever made her scream in ecstasy swirled one of her nipples with his rough tongue. She was angry at him. No, she wasn't angry, she was livid! But her body betrayed her, and she moaned.

Wasn't this the man who had treated her like mere flesh to be bought and played with just days ago? And why was it that her body was still entranced by the idea of being his personal sex toy? Why did she ache for him and him only? Her traitorous body responded by letting more of her honey pool between her thighs.

Sesshoumaru stilled, and then she stiffened for a mere moment as a satisfied smirk erupted over his normally placid face. Oh shit, he knows...

"You want me, don't you, Rin?" he murmured languidly as a lone finger stroked up and down her thigh.

She started to growl in frustration, but then quickly realized that such an action would only spur on her demon lover. She didn't want him to know that he was her weakness, that even despite how terribly he had treated her last time, that she still wanted him-that she would always want him. She was still angry, but this time she would let her body do the talking.

Rin grabbed his neck forcefully and pulled his body against hers. Her open lips found his, and she drank from his mouth. Once their tongues intertwined for the first time in ages, she broke down and nearly sobbed. Even if he didn't love her anymore, even if he thought she was a cheap whore, she'd always love him.

Putting her hands on his burning chest, Rin pushed with all her strength, brutally ending their kiss and sending Sesshoumaru a few paces back in his surprise until he fell back on the chair. In three quick strides, she was back to straddling the flabbergasted dog demon. The girl raised her limbs momentarily to pull his pants and boxer shorts off. He didn't even fight her; instead he pulled desperately against the shorts that looked like liquid white. Her bosom heaved in a strangled breath when she realized that for the first time in two years, they were both naked and nothing was in the way of their coupling. She gasped when a hardened length rubbed up and down against her moistened curls.

And she wanted more...

Sesshoumaru didn't know for how much longer he could hold off. If this wasn't teasing, he didn't know what it was. His sex was so close to hers, and her exotic scent of arousal was wafting right under his nose.

"Rin!" he pleaded.

Golden pools of desperation looked up at the girl straddling his lap, and coffee eyes clouded with both lust and anger answered his gaze. His heart fell into his stomach as he realized she was about to join with him not in love, but in remorseless fury.

Her warm, velvety heat slammed down upon his rigid length.

He knew that he should stop things from proceeding any further, but he needed her any way that he could get her. He had been driven to the brink of desperation too many times while she was gone, wondering if she was alive, wondering if she had found someone else...

Her tight passage pulsed around his need. He couldn't help it as his hips thrust upward. He gathered her in his arms in an attempt to still her, but she rebuffed him by pushing his arms against his sides.

Her burning eyes stared straight into his as if to dare him to stop. His ex-fiancée's hands gripped his shoulders fiercely as her body repeatedly slammed against his. She drove herself against him, impaling her body in a needful wrath.

He hissed in both pain and pleasure. He felt like he was loosing control of reality as their intermingled bodies, sweat, scents, and sounds became a cacophonous rage.

Sesshoumaru was so caught up in the most beautiful torment he had ever endured that he barely noticed when Rin's lithe body started to shake and quiver. Her head fell forward, and her mouth opened as if crying a prayer of ecstasy. She shattered around him in an orgasmic release.

Her inner warmth both pumped and reverberated against his swollen girth, sending him into a freefall of his senses. Sesshoumaru threw his head back as his eyes rolled back into his sockets. He released and pistoned deep within her with frenzied desire.

When his body finally stilled, he was nothing more than a quivering mass. His arms fell limply to his sides and he could barely perceive Rin pushing herself off of him.

"Rin," he muttered weakly, opening his weary eyes to see the backside of his beauty walking away. Her curvaceous ass was once again covered in white plastic, a feathered boa was wrapped around her neck, but there was no bra hiding her ample bosom from the view of other men.

In a panic, he tried to find the latex bra he had cut off of her, but before he could pick it up, the door was forcefully shut. Rin was gone.

Sesshoumaru's heart sputtered in his chest with dread. He tried to collect his clothes and managed to pull them back onto his body. But by the time he was done, Rin had already exited the main floor and had swept into a room labeled, ‘Employees Only.'

No door was going to stop him, despite the fact that he was haphazardly dressed, he tried to open up the locked door. Poison accumulated at his fingertips; he was more than ready to melt the knob off of the door.

Then a cold hand was on his shoulder.

"Sorry Romeo, you're not allowed to follow our dancers into the changing room," rang out a clear and steady voice that held an undercurrent of menace.

The gargantuan bouncer towered in front of him. The dog demon looked up and narrowed his eyes.

However, the bruiser seemed to be reading his thoughts. "If you walk into that room or break down that door, you'll never walk into the Seventh Heaven again. Bankoutsu doesn't care how much you pay."

The dog demon's head whipped around to notice the club's manager raising a glass of murky green liquid into the air. Bankoutsu smirked.

Sesshoumaru knew that he could take not only the abnormally large human, but every mortal and demon in this establishment that would keep him away from Rin.

However, he forced himself to take a calming breath as his icy gaze settled on the hand that rested on his shoulder. Then, his narrowed eyes threatened the man attached to the hand with only a glance.

The bouncer quickly pulled back.

Sesshoumaru chose his battles wisely. He didn't get as far as he had in business by fighting when it was a losing cause. He knew where Rin lived. It was a run-down apartment in the Shinjuku red-light district. He knew because he had her followed since their last encounter at the club. He would be damned if he was going to lose her again.

He'd simply have to bide his time. Rin was going to talk to him. He would simply have to approach her at her apartment and this time, he would find out what he needed to know.

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The morning sunbeams fell lazily upon the dazed and naked hanyou, who never managed to sleep during the night. Kagome slept peacefully next to him with her top somehow missing and thrown onto the floor. Her rounded bottom was still covered by a lacey pair of boy shorts, and her head burrowed into his chest. One clawed arm crept around her waist, pulling her flush against his body.

He really didn't know if last night had been the best or worst of his life. His girlfriend had practically thrown herself at him. But the problem remained that she didn't know that he was really a guy. He spent most of the night trying to keep her wandering hands from his chest and his aching ‘little Tessaiga.' And dammit, he really wanted her hands on his Tessaiga!

At that very moment, his hardness twitched against her naked thigh. Not only had he been suffering from blue balls all night, but now he was sporting a morning woody that desperately needed some action. He really wanted to burrow into the one hole that he had been telling himself he could never enter.

His clawed hand traced over the satin that covered the one area he had deemed forbidden. Unfortunately, his lower half was in complete disagreement with his upper half. He felt the warmth of her skin from underneath the silkiness that he was rubbing. He even made the mistake of breathing her scent in deeply.

"Fuck!" He smelled the intertwined scents of two aroused females. He would have rather smelled his masculine scent on Kagome's body, but the female scents surrounding her still smelled divine. It was something about smelling two girls who had obviously gone at it and enjoyed themselves that made his dick harden even more than it was upon waking. "Shit..."

One hand curled around his girlfriend's waist, and the other fisted his sheets. How long could he keep this up? How long could he pretend to be a girl? Even if Kagome wanted a girl... He gulped. What if she didn't like guys? What if she only swung one way? He tried to shake that unwelcome thought out of his head. She did react to me when I emerged naked from the lake, right? His brows furrowed in worry. Or was she just thinking about Shaya? Kagome had asked to see Shaya when he emerged from the lake, not him. His girlfriend had even gone so far as to say that Shaya was the reason that she was horny.

Oh, fuck no... His dick twitched helplessly against her warm, moist skin. He had to tell her the truth. He really couldn't continue torturing himself on a daily basis, even if she rejected him. And, she would find out eventually. One of these days, her roving hands would touch something that she shouldn't. The truth that he was a guy pretending to be a girl would be readily apparent if she ever tried to have sex with him. Oh and goddamn, she really made ‘Little Tessaiga' wild with need last night!

He swallowed, again. He ran a frustrated hand through his silvery locks. Today. He would tell her today. Maybe she would understand, after she fried his ass with miko energy, and if she could forgive him for masquerading as a girl who had been privy to seeing her naked form in all sorts of compromising positions. Shit...

He tried his best to smile as she started to stir next to him, her body stretching like a cat. He tried to stifle a reaction as he looked at her taut tummy or the way her breasts expanded and jiggled.

Kagome looked down on her half-naked form, and a blush blossomed on her cheeks. He noted with amazement that the blush extended down to flush her neck, the valley between her breasts, and then it even grew on the skin of her bosom. He couldn't stop himself as his lips started to kiss and inch their way down her sweet-smelling skin. Shit, she smells too fucking good. He licked her skin like a happy puppy as he wandered down her body. Her breathing quickly started to heave, and he started to smell the salty, liquid that started to coat her thighs, again.

"Fuck! Will you two stop it!" yelled an irate wolf demon from the other bed. Kori had just managed to climb out of bed and her head was hanging between her legs in misery. "It's bad enough that I have a hangover. It's bad enough that I haven't been laid in ages. But did you have to fucking make out in the same god damned room with me? Shit, your stench is so strong that it's all over the damned room!"

Kagome pulled back the sheets in surprise. Kouga has been so hung over last night that they had forgotten that he was even there. She did look completely mortified at being caught making out with her female roommate. Inuyasha could only look on in disapproval as her lovely breasts were covered over with a sheet, the same bosom that he has been happily sucking on just moments before.

"I'll just, umm...take a quick shower," murmured Kagome as she pulled the bed sheet around her and then made her way off of the bed.

"Hey!" cried out Shaya as her nude female form was quickly revealed to Kori's gaze as the bed sheets were tugged away from the bed.

Kori quickly turned away from the two of them. "Cut that shit out, Shaya." Kori gulped as he tried to not remember Kagome's nude form or Shaya's voluptuous curves on the bed beside him.

"Not my fucking fault, wolf shit!" yelled Shaya as she managed to heft a pillow in the wolf demon's direction.

Kouga was then left to a fuming half-demon and his bittersweet memories of the night before. It was a night where, for perhaps the first time, he had truly enjoyed the friendship and companionship of a woman. He had been on a date with Ayame, even if his erstwhile roommate probably considered it a ‘girls night out.' That was until they ran into Ayame's boyfriend.

He clenched at his covers as he remembered the bitterness that erupted from his gut when Ayame clung to her boyfriend in front of him. His sweet, naïve roommate threw herself at another demon. It was her boyfriend, but clearly, he was not worthy of her. Kouga couldn't help but to froth in anger over the situation. And she had kissed that smelly jerk, even when she was clearly on a date with Kori!

The bed sheets under his hands twisted and ripped. She touched that scum, she kissed him...and it wasn't me...

What had truly capped off the hellish night were Ayame's parting words. Words that quickly sent him into the nearest bar to deaden any pain he was feeling inside. She had left with her boyfriend to scout out a love hotel in Hakone, the same sort of ‘rent-by-hour' hotel space that he had frequented in the past. She had told him not to wait up for her, that she would be spending the night enjoying some intimate time with her boyfriend.

The surging loneliness and hatred in his gut was something he was not used to.

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Inuyasha and Kagome had spent the day with their classmates enjoying the sights at Lake Ashi. Well, at least the half-demon's roommate had enjoyed most of the sightseeing. While the girls of the Shikon Boarding School were snapping a multitude of pictures, he was trying to find a private moment where he could tell Kagome the truth. And what was even harder was for him to find the courage to tell her that he was really a guy disguised as a girl.

As he shuffled along behind his girlfriend, all he could think was that he would rather face a horde of Naraku's henchmen than face Kagome when she was angry.

She was scary when she was infuriated; her entire body simmered in rage and her cheeks flushed red. Actually, if he thought about it, she did look rather hot when she was upset. He thought for a few minutes about her body seething in rage and about the really hot make-up sex that they could have afterward. One fantasy led to another, and he really wasn't aware of how much time had passed. Only that his last image of her was of Kagome bent over in front of him, while his masculine form was slamming into her like a dog in heat.

His girlfriend stopped unexpectedly in front of him, and he bumped into her. Unfortunately, ‘Little Tessaiga' ran into her as well and was very happy to have made her acquaintance.

"Shaya? What are you...?" muttered Kagome in confusion as the hanyou girl looked at her with a smattering of desire and uncertainty.

It took a few seconds for his very hot daydreams to fade into the reality in front of him. However, reality also held a very beautiful Kagome. She stood in front of him, with ebony strands of hair drifting softly in the wind. Her wide chocolate pools peered at him with surprise and an unguarded innocence that was a far cry from yesterday. It was almost as if her soul had been laid bare before him. For a brief second he felt that his heart would both fall and float. She was all he ever really wanted and he needed her. But, he needed and wanted her like a man wanted a woman. He really couldn't continue on this mad path anymore.

Shaya grabbed her girlfriend by the arm and dragged her away from the crowd that was exiting the tour boat.

If he was going to tell her, it might as well be now. He would just man up to things and admit to Kagome that he was really Inuyasha and that he had a crush on her for over two years, and that he had fallen irrevocably in love with her.

He pulled her against a pine tree and took a deep breath. Her lithe form was pinned under his taller one. Each of his hands slammed against the tree bark on either of her sides. He took a deep, calming breath before he looked down into umber orbs that gazed up at him in bewilderment and wonder. He swallowed nervously as he caught her cryptic gaze.

He wanted her to keep on looking at him with longing and love. He didn't want her to reject him. He needed her more than ever. Especially now that he had discovered his true reason for his temporary insanity and perhaps his widespread stuttering when she was near. She was his mate. She was his.

But will she still want me when I tell her the truth?

One more kiss...

If she was going to reject him, he needed to have one final kiss before she fried his hanyou ass into oblivion.

Tenderly and reverently, his lips moved down to caress her own. He slowly parted his lips to capture hers against his own. He felt a deep sadness well up within him as his mouth pressed more firmly against hers. Wondering if this would be the last time, questioning himself about whether or not she would ever want him again.

It was almost with a sob that he probed her mouth, exploring and questing for a love deep within her. A love perhaps that he would never capture as his own.

He pulled back and brought his hand to her cheek. He caressed it carefully with his clawed hand, treating her blushing skin like it was a precious and breakable object. He paused and sucked in a deep breath in an attempt to finally tell her what needed to be said.

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A squat little man, with bulbous eyes stared at the two girls through his binoculars. Above him stood a tall, effeminate looking man in a pink kimono that was encrusted with green leaves and a purple scarf. The crouching man seemed utterly entranced with the beautiful women that he was viewing, while the taller man looked bored.

The shorter man considered the women breathtaking. Each girl had long slender legs and a curvy body. He decided that most men would have considered the silver-haired hanyou girl to be the prettiest, however he preferred dark-haired beauties. The raven-haired girl was just the sort of lovely, innocent that he lusted after.

"Oi! Mukotsu! Are you getting sidetracked again?" muttered the feminine man beside him.

The man peering through his binoculars only muttered in exasperation. "Jakotsu, just because you can't appreciate the finer points of a lovely female doesn't mean that I cannot."

Jakotsu leaned forward and flipped his scarf haphazardly away from his face. "I don't know what you see in those skanks. So what is the verdict? Are they the two girls we're supposed to grab or not?"

The short, fat man glared at the taller, slender one. "I'm pretty sure. The tall hanyou girl is the only one I can truly identify. Her ears give her away. The other girl may or may not be the wolf demoness, but if she isn't, I am sure that Naraku will give her to me as collateral."

The effeminate man moaned dramatically in exasperation. "Are you sure that you want to take the risk, Mukotsu? You know how the boss gets when he's angry!"

"Shut up," Mukotsu hissed as he tried to focus his lenses on the two luscious maidens. His binoculars traced up and down the girl's long and shapely legs. He was wondering how smooth they would feel under his hands. Then his heart nearly lurched into his throat when he spied the hanyou girl pressing her lips against the raven-haired girl.

He had never seen anything hotter in his life. He watched as two opposing pink, full lips explored each other. Then two pairs of firm rounds breasts were pressing up against each other with only thin cotton separating them. He watched as one hand decked with pink nail polish touched the bare midriff of the other girl before creeping up into her blouse.

"Ewwww," screeched Jakoutsu. "Don't tell me that those two hags are swapping spit!"

The shorter man's eyebrow twitched in crazed anger. "Can you just shut up for once?!" Mukotsu was temporarily blindsided by his partner, and he did his best to keep from screaming in exasperation when he returned to his lustful watch. The girls were no longer kissing. His eyes twitched even more, and he glared at his all-too feminine compatriot.

The slender man only flicked his hand away in a very feminine gesture. "At least they've stopped their gross displays," he mumbled while sticking his finger in his mouth to show a gagging motion.

Mukoutsu was furious, but he was also very turned on. He needed that girl and seeing her fall so wantonly with another woman just made him desire her even more.

He fiddled with two small pots filled with liquid and turned to face his companion. "This'll knock them right out. Then, we can grab them."

The taller man laughed. "You forget, Naraku said that I was to be handling the skanks. You can't even put one little hand on those hags." The man paused as he furrowed his brow. "Not that I understand why you'd want to." Jakotsu pulled on a gas mask over his face.

Mukotsu nearly growled in rage, but he knew that he had to be quiet and act quickly. The hanyou girl and the wolf demoness could easily take him down. But, he was the master at poisons and obfuscation. He had chosen a site that was downwind from his prey. They were far enough away that the demons would not even hear them unless they were listening very carefully. Luckily for him, the two girls were extremely focused on each other and were utterly disregarding everything around them. They seemed to be in a serious discussion.

Now was the time to act. He mixed the foul smelling liquids together and then gave the concoction to Jakoutsu to hurl near the feet of the girls.

The tall mercenary hurled the poisonous brew with precise aim. It exploded right behind the girls.

The silver-haired girl hissed in surprise as the noxious fumes rose all around them. Wisps of smoke obscured the area, but Mukoutsu distantly heard cussing that sounded odd coming from such a beautiful, young lady. Then the two figures fell coughing to the ground. The raven-haired girl seemed to sputter and heave longer than the girl who had dog-like traits.

Mukoutsu smiled. A dog or wolf demon would be almost instantly overwhelmed by the overwhelming stench, and that was before the paralyzing effects would even take place. Both of the girls would be out cold in mere moments.

His hands twitched. He couldn't wait to get a hold of the dark beauty. If only he wasn't stuck with a gay partner, he would have been sure to have had some fun with the beautiful and unconscious girl. He sighed. If what he suspected was true and that the girl was indeed not the wolf demoness that they were supposed to capture, then Naraku would give him the girl. He just needed to wait. Unfortunately, he was not a man of infinite patience.

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Next chapter: Captured. Inuyasha and Kagome have been kidnapped by the Band of Seven. Will they get out unscathed?

Authors' Notes:

#1: Yes, your authors will complete this story. We're currently looking at this story running about 20-25 chapters in length. However, real life interferes sometimes.

#2: Soundtrack for the lemon in this chapter: ‘Love Bites' by Def Leppard, ‘Sex (I'm A...)' by Berlin, and ‘Flesh for Fantasy' by Billy Idol.
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