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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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Warnings: Foul language, limey action, brief lemon, excessive nudity, and possibly disturbing situations due to said nudity.
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Special thanks to our awesome and talented betas: BlackdeathMessenger, SplendentGoddess and Hedanicree
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Co-authored by Ai Kisugi and Karaumea
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Chapter 17: He's My Girl

"Ignore the crowd," mumbled Kagome, repeating the pep talk Rin had given her to prepare the miko for the most outrageous act of her young life. "They are a bunch of clucking chickens."

Just like her elder sibling promised, this was going to be a piece of cake. With the mask covering her face, nobody would notice that she was not her sister. Even if they found out that someone broke into Bank's office, Rin would be the last one they would suspect. Everyone would think that the stripper was on stage while it happened.

"It will be a piece of cake," Kagome repeated once again when she heard a deep voice announce the Lady of the West. Before she took her first step, she released her breath in a long sigh and mumbled, "Remember, chickens."

However, it was hard to dismiss the drooling faces of the countless males as she walked down the stage on wobbly legs. It was even harder to ignore their hungry stares while she tried to imitate the few basic moves her sister had taught her minutes ago. She felt naked under the impossibly short, white kimono she wore, and the patrons' eyes as they looked at her as if she was their next meal didn't make imagining them as hungry chickens any more soothing.

She felt like a scrap of fodder about to be devoured.

"Oh, Kami. This isn't working. I can't do this," she whimpered, gyrating her hips awkwardly against the metal pole in the middle of the stage. She was aware that her movements were rigid, and that only increased her discomfort. She had half a mind to turn back and flee when she glanced to the steps at the back of the club that led to Bank's office on the second floor and saw the shadow of a petite figure fumbling with the door. Rin was already at work, and ending the show now would only endanger the young woman's life.

Kagome could tell that the patrons were irked by her shyness. "Shake them better, your highness! Show me your tits already!" yelled someone near the stage, followed by shouts and whistles of agreement. They wanted to see more skin. Knowing that she had to try harder to avoid raising suspicions, the miko decided to use the second tactic Rin had recommended.

Leaning against the pole, she closed her eyes. In her mind, every person surrounding the stage disappeared; she was alone in the club with Inuyasha. The solid surface against her back was not the cold metal of the pole but his warm, hard chest. The loud bass of the music pounding through her body was his heart beat. It was his groin that she was grinding against, and it was his strong neck that she held onto when she raised her arm and grasped the pole behind her head. Before long, the heat coursing through her skin was because of her sheer lust for him instead of the spotlights. She yanked at the collar of her kimono and freed one shoulder, grateful for the slight relief it provided from the fire that had ignited deep within her belly and spread through every single part of her being.

Unfortunately, a male voice that did not belong to her Inuyasha broke her trance by shouting, "Hell yes, baby! Take it off!" Her eyes snapped open in irritation only to widen in shock at the sight before her.

A male in the audience-probably the one that shouted a second ago-was reaching for the dangling end of her feather boa. But, that was not what froze Kagome in her place; it was the vision of the hanyou girl dressed in miko robes, pushing away the patron to make her way along the side of the stage.

Kagome blinked in disbelief as Shaya stopped dead in her tracks and glanced around as if she was looking for someone. No, he can't be here. I must be hallucinating. The poor girl still couldn't believe that her beau was standing in front of her even after she concentrated and saw her beloved hanyou's chiseled features beneath the charm.

That was until her shocked gaze found his golden eyes blazing with rapidly rising fury.

Tremors of fear passed through her as she wondered what his reaction would be. However, beneath the rage burning in his mesmerizing orbs, she saw the kindling of another fire. It was subtle, dominated by his anger, but it was there: Lust.

The heat she had succumbed to before she was rudely brought out of her trance returned in a rush, starting in her belly and quickly taking over her body. The desire that radiated off of his aura along with waves of red fury fueled hers, and before the miko knew it, she was back in the world she had imagined for the two of them. No other eyes existed in the whole club apart from the pair of molten lava pools staring at her with promises of punishment and more. Her hips moved on their own accord as if to lure him in, and his fists tightened as his glare hardened. Kagome bit her lip when her heart rate quickened in excitement at the sight of his clenched jaw. The stubborn woman in her rose in response to the dominant stance of her mate, defying him and daring him to prove his worth.

Without thinking, the miko quirked an eyebrow in challenge to the fuming hanyou and unfastened her kimono.

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"Calm down," growled out Inuyasha between his painfully clenched teeth. "Calm. The fuck. Down." He could feel the heat of his fury right to the tips of his ears. His fists clenched as his eyes raked over the barely covered body of his girlfriend. If it was possible, her legs looked even lovelier than they normally did with the soft glimmer on her skin. Did she put on oil or something? For a fleeting second, he wondered how they would feel in his palms. However, his anger quickly suppressed the desire she invoked in him the moment his ears caught yet another bastard's rude demand for his miko to get naked soon. His nostrils flared with his harsh breathing. He could see a bloody massacre in his near future unless he got his temper under control.

Perhaps for the first time in his life, Inuyasha opted to think before he acted. He had to admit that it was hard to do so with the state he was in, but knowing that they were surrounded by the Band of Seven and possibly even more of Naraku's men kept him from acting too rashly. There were too many of them for him to beat down without putting Kagome in danger. Making a scene by jumping on that stage and dragging the miko out of there was too risky.

Unfortunately, Kagome was not helping him think clearly with her actions. He growled when she quirked an eyebrow at him and dropped her kimono, revealing a set of sparkling lingerie that covered almost nothing. He didn't know what his stupid wench was trying to pull, but she didn't seem to be up there by force if the way she moved her hips meant anything. Little Tessaiga leapt up to salute her performance, and the hanyou's eye twitched in annoyance at his traitor body's reaction to her. All the while, his rage was rising with every passing moment, turning his face to an angry red.

He felt like a bomb ready to explode.

This was going to end badly if he didn't do something soon. He was going to spank Kagome for this stunt and kill Kouga for not keeping an eye on her. But first, he was going to get her off that stage and put some clothes on her sexy, little body.

Severing his gaze from the sparkling triangles that managed to cover little more than her nipples, he turned the force of his glare to her half-lidded eyes. At the sight of her masked face, a sudden thought occurred to him. An evil smirk tugged at his lips, earning a confused look from the girl. You're so going to pay for this, wench.

He glanced at the private lounge to see the members of the Band of Seven drinking and laughing obliviously. Taking his chance, he skirted along the stage and headed for the door that would lead him backstage.

Inuyasha threw the door open only to come face to face with a two-meter-tall bodyguard. The man's beady eyes looked at the hanyou girl with confusion after he appraised her miko outfit. "Lady, what are..." he started to ask but was instantly silenced by a seemingly delicate fist to his jaw.

The hanyou stroked his knuckles as the bodyguard fell unconscious. He grabbed the man by his ankles and dragged him to a dark corner before jumping over his limp form. He adjusted the Tessaiga's case on his shoulder and sniffed carefully. Despite the stench of sweat and alcohol lingering in the air, it was not hard to catch the scent of feminine perfume and powder. Once again, he let his nose lead the way and took off in the direction of what he supposed was the dressing room.

Every moment that passed while his miko was exposed to the eyes of countless horny males pushed him further to insanity. Unfortunately, the only pair of eyes that should have ever seen her like that were too busy looking for the door that would take him to his future mate. Finally, after an excruciating minute, Inuyasha stumbled into the room he sought.

Rows of dressers crowded with slinky materials lay on the two sides of the expansive room with large mirrors hanging on the walls. Women of various states of undress bustled around, applying makeup and chatting loudly. Inuyasha's eyes immediately found the sacred door that lead to the stage at the back of the room. Not wanting to waste one more second, he stomped toward his target. On his way, he snatched a mask that rested on the racks to his right. He glanced at the red and black object in his hands. It looked like a demonic mask with twisted black horns that he wouldn't mind wearing even if he didn't look like a girl. But, that didn't matter to the hanyou; what mattered was that it would cover the top half of his head and hide part of his face along with the ears that would certainly give away his heritage as well as his fake identity. He mentally patted his back for keeping enough sanity to not jump out there and present to those bastards the very girl Naraku had gone to such lengths to kidnap on a silver platter-or in this case, a stage with a red carpet.

As he reached the door, he pulled the mask on, feeling every bit like the devil that he posed as. He was about to bring hell to the lives of a few souls.

"Hey!" called one of the dancers from behind his back. "What do you think you're doing? You can't go out there!"

"Watch me," the half-demon muttered darkly before an evil smirk tugged one corner of his mouth up, flashing a sharp fang between lips that were exposed beneath the mask. He hurried through a dimly lit corridor and made a left turn before the spotlight seeped in from between heavy curtains and illuminated his way like a beacon. His ears twitched under the mask at the sound of whistles and catcalls he could once again pick up despite the blaring music. With a growl escaping through clenched teeth, he grasped the curtains and threw them open only to be blinded by the stage lights.

Ignoring the rise in cheers at his abrupt appearance, Inuyasha blinked as he waited for his eyes to adjust. Once they did, he scowled at the sight before him. Two dainty arms held onto the pole in the middle of the stage with a slender leg wrapped around it. His heart skipped a beat at the taunting vision of his girl's practically bare ass even as his eye twitched in irritation. Why the fuck is she doing this shit?!

Large waves of dark hair blocked his view as Kagome bent at the waist and threw her head back. Her mouth popped open in surprise when her chocolate orbs met his narrowed stare upside down. She froze for a second before she pulled herself up and turned to face the fuming hanyou. He glared daggers at her as he stalked to where she stood, fully intent on putting a stop to this ridiculous show.

Right as he reached her, Kagome twirled around the pole, using it as a pitiful barrier against his wrath. Inuyasha snorted in disdain; there was no barrier strong enough on the face of the earth to keep him from dragging her sorry ass out of there. His hand shot out to grab her arm, but the sneaky wench avoided his attempt by swinging to the other side of the pole.

"Hi, Shaya," she greeted as if there was nothing amiss with the state he had found her in, as if this was an everyday occurrence.

Beneath his mask, Inuyasha's nostrils flared as he took in a deep breath to calm his rage.

It didn't work.

"Hi?" he spat out incredulously. "Hi? I leave you alone for a fucking hour only to find you flaunting your ass in the middle of a fucking strip club, and all you say is ‘hi'?! Are you out of your damned mind, wench?! What the fuck were you thinking?!" Before he was finished, he reached for her. Much to his annoyance, she swung her body again, and he ended up palming the air instead of her arm.

"Umm... It's nice to see you, too," she said sheepishly, completely ignoring his tirade.

"What the fuck?!" cried out the hanyou in disbelief. Perhaps, she had indeed lost her mind. "Come on. We're leaving this place before I kill someone." Exasperated with her movement, he threw his arm around the pole and caught her by the waist.

But, the miko resisted and uttered a single word that almost made Inuyasha forget about his mother's teachings on how to treat a lady. "No."

He grabbed the pole with his free hand, leaving dents on the metal in the shape of his fingers in his struggle to keep his cool. He squeezed his eyes shut and growled out, "Kagome, either you come willingly or I'll..."

Kagome's soft but frantic voice cut through his warning. "You don't understand."

Inuyasha looked down at the girl in his arms. Her eyes pleaded with him to listen. Her small hand slid up to his shoulder, and he noticed how close they were standing-so close that the scratchy material of the sparkling triangles on her chest was brushing against his shirt. Her warm breath fanned over his chin, and he had to shake his head to focus on what she was saying.

"I'm pretending to be Rin, Shaya," she whispered softly. Her gaze flickered to the side, and his eyes followed only to see a couple of closed doors at the back that were visible from the stage. "She's out there in the boss' office, looking for evidence. She'll be in danger if I don't finish the show!"

Finally, it all made sense to the hanyou. She hadn't lost her mind after all, and neither was she trying to drive him mad. His sweet, self-sacrificing miko was simply protecting her crazy sister. Unfortunately, that revelation did nothing to improve his mood. If he dragged her out of there like he wanted to, they would notice that something was wrong and Rin would most likely get in trouble. If he let Kagome continue...

He glanced at the girl in his arms, then at the office door and then back at her pleading eyes. With a groan, he gave in to reason. "Dammit!"

The part of him that forced Inuyasha to think acknowledged the change in him. If it had been a few months ago, there would have been no male in that club without a bruised eye or a broken limb by now. And, it was all because of the woman that was currently grinding against his leg to keep up the pretenses. By constantly pushing him to his limits, she was somehow turning him into a more reasonable, more responsible adult. Go figure that. He was becoming more like the son his parents needed him to be. He grudgingly accepted that fact, but he didn't like it in the least.

Especially not when a pack of horny bastards were drooling at the sight of his girl's bare ass.

Once again aware of the audience, Inuyasha glared at the grinning males and snarled in annoyance, "What the fuck are you staring at?!" His hands glided down Kagome's waist and cupped her bottom in a failed attempt to hide her from the amorous stares, earning a half-squeak, half-moan from the girl.

Unfortunately, he was not heard by anyone other than Kagome due to the increase in whoots and catcalls, which aggravated the hanyou to the point that he was able to ignore the tantalizing scent of the miko's arousal as it reached his nose. Movement from down the stage caught his attention, and he growled as he noticed that a few patrons were reaching for Kagome with tips in their hands.

Oh, hell no! The Kami only knew where they would tuck the money if they got their filthy fingers on her. Inuyasha's eyes narrowed in determination. Not while I'm alive, assholes. Holding Kagome's hand, he whirled her around and toward the back of the stage, which ended up as quite the artistic move and effectively saved her from the line of fire.

Once the surprised miko was steady on her feet, he let go of her hand and turned back to the crowd. He flashed his fangs in a menacing snarl while he took the Tessaiga out of its case and swung it toward the overexcited audience in a wide arch. Much to his annoyance, the men leaned away from the sheathed sword before they cried out their appreciation for the highly creative show with their thumbs up.

Bastards think I'm joking. They won't find it so amusing if they lay a hand on her!

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Kagome watched, bemused, as Inuyasha jumped from one side of the stage to the other with his sword in hand. He would swing it toward the crowd whenever someone tried to touch her. The audience cheered the seemingly hanyou girl's every move excitedly, believing that Shaya was part of the show. She supposed it shouldn't be surprising; with their masks, they made quite the pair. The angel and her aggressive demon...

Scanning the club, her gaze landed on the private lounge where she thought the Band of Seven sat. The man Kagome had pegged as Bankotsu based on Rin's description of him was eyeing the stage and its two occupants intently. It was then that the miko realized that she had stopped dancing and was standing awkwardly, completely thrown off by Inuyasha's presence. She panicked, fearing that the boss would notice that the current Lady of the West was not Rin. If she was going to keep her sister safe, she had to try harder and perform the moves Rin had showed her earlier.

Mortified at what she was about to do, Kagome turned her back to the crowd and wiggled her ass. "Please forgive me, dad. This is for you and Rin," she whispered before she bent forward at the waist and held her ankles, giving the audience a nice view of her assets.

Even through the roar of the patrons, her ears caught a blush-inducing curse. Suddenly, all she could see was red as Inuyasha jumped to stand behind her. She almost lost her balance, but before she did, she felt his strong grip on her hips, keeping the surprised girl from falling on her head. She could physically feel the waves of rage radiating off of him along with something else as his hips pressed against her barely covered heat. A moan threatened to escape her lips, but instead, she let out a squeal at what he did next.

He spanked her.

The miko's eyes were wide in shock while the hanyou's hand slid up to her belly and guided her to stand up against his chest. His voice was soft when he asked, "Did I hurt you?"

"A-a little," she gasped out, surprised at what he did as well as her reaction to it. She couldn't believe she actually liked it. Since when have I become so...

...kinky?

She shivered when she felt his hot breath on her ear. "Good," he hissed menacingly. "'Cause there'll be more of that shit if you keep pulling stunts like that." Then, as if to emphasize his point, he bit her earlobe.

This time, she moaned and the sounds emanating from her mouth seemed to have a direct link to ‘Little Tessaiga.' It swelled considerably in his pants.

"Fuck," cursed Inuyasha before letting her go. He wanted to punish her, not become even more frustrated. He decided to move away from her as quickly as possible, otherwise he would be a participant in a public display of fornication.

The dazed miko couldn't decide if it was because of her response to his touch or because he was back to being enraged by the patrons since he was once again swinging his sword around. Among the catcalls, Kagome could hear their demands to see more skin. She stole another glance at the boss to see him watching the show with rapt attention. She bit her lip, and her eyes flickered to the office door while her hand timidly made its way up to her top.

"Don't you dare," growled Inuyasha into her ear, making the girl flinch.

"But, they'll get suspicious," she whispered. "I have to..."

The hanyou cut her off with a snarl. "No." The audience was insistent though, and he whirled around, baring his teeth threateningly. "You wanna see tits, you assholes?! I'll give you tits!" he yelled before he took his shirt off in a flash and threw it down near his feet with a slap. "Happy now, you bastards?!"

Chocolate orbs widened in mortification along with amusement as the hanyou returned to jumping around aggressively. It was next to impossible for the miko to keep her concentration in her shocked state, and she had to watch Shaya and her bare breasts bounce around for a few unforgettable seconds.

The audience loved it.

When her brain finally started working again, a wide grin stretched across Kagome's face. It made her giddy to see to what lengths Inuyasha would go to protect her. He would, apparently, even strip in front of a bunch of horny males for her. She smirked as her eyes took in the sight of Shaya's feminine perfection. Yep, he's my girl, all right.

The miko absentmindedly rotated her hips in time with the beat while she focused her attention on her powers. It wasn't long before she could see through the concealment spell again, and when she did, she gasped in amazement. Strong muscles flexed under his glistening skin as Inuyasha took the stage in a storm. He was a sight to behold with only the red hakama pants covering him from the waist down. With the scary mask he wore and the sword held expertly in his capable hands, he looked like an ancient warrior. My demonic protector from the Feudal Era...

Suddenly, her pants were damper than they had already been.

Her little fantasy lasted only until she heard one of the patrons shout at her, "Come on, Angel! Don't be shy! Show us some heavenly goods already!" The middle-aged man's demand was followed by a rise in cheers.

Kagome looked at Bankotsu and saw that he was frowning in her direction. I suppose I won't be able to escape this, after all. Resigned to her fate, she glanced at Inuyasha, who was too occupied in his one-sided battle to notice her actions. Steeling her nerves, the miko unclasped her bra and let it fall down her shoulders.

To her horror, the roar of the crowd alerted the hanyou and he turned to see her blushing down to her nipples. His mouth fell open before his lips formed a single word that Kagome guessed was ‘fuck.' The color of his face and neck rivaled the deep red of his mask as Inuyasha ran to her side. Before she could react, his large hands were covering her breasts. The heat that surged through her body from where his skin touched hers was instantaneous.

"What the hell..." he started to ask in a growl, but the miko didn't wait him finish. She twisted in his arms, his warm hands still on her breasts and crashed her lips into his.

After all the tension she had endured for hours-sexual and otherwise-she needed this; she needed to feel him. So, she took what she could from her hanyou. It didn't hurt to know that the audience was giving their seemingly lesbian act a standing ovation.

Feeling bolder, Kagome's hands tangled in his long mane, holding him in place. Inuyasha seemed reluctant at first, but when her tongue peeked out of her mouth and glided between his lips, he gave in with a groan. His hands twitched over her soft mounds, and she pressed closer to him.

"Fuck, Kagome," he whispered breathlessly against her lips. "I swear you're going to be the death of me."

The miko almost moaned, but the sound was swallowed by the hanyou's hungry mouth on hers.

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Rin waited until she heard Renkotsu announce ‘the Lady of the West.' She knew that she didn't have much time. Her manager was always predictable. Bankotsu was watching her ‘performance,' just as he always had, except this time Kagome was her doppelganger.

Rin knew that Bankotsu wanted her, but due to her constant rebuffs, the closest the man would ever get to seeing her nude was onstage. She figured that the strip-tease would give her at least fifteen minutes and then she knew that he would be meeting with his boss, Naraku, after the show.

The meetings would go on for at least an hour; they usually did. She was hurrying because she had just played with the video camera feed for the hallway leading to Bankotsu's office. She couldn't let anyone know that she had been there, so she had an old video playing in its place. However, it was a looping video that would only play for thirty minutes, giving her a strict deadline.

With cold determination, she put a tension wrench into the lock and then slid the lock pick in place. She had broken into his office numerous times. Her hands had memorized every groove of the lock. With a few careful tugs, she heard the lock click and she silently pushed the door open.

Rin had picked up on many things while working on her criminal justice degree. After working with some ex-cons, she had learned how to use lock picks and how to disable alarms. She had also specialized in ‘Internet Sleuthing,' and that particular skill had proven helpful in getting the evidence that she had collected during the past months.

She closed the door behind and noticed that Bankotsu had left his computer running. Rin moved the mouse to stop the screen saver and was confronted with a login. The stripper cracked a smile. The idiot had placed his login on a sticky note on his monitor long ago and had never bothered to change it. For some reason, he thought locking his door was enough. Rin would let him live in ignorance.

Once she had logged on, she typed in the password that allowed her to login remotely to Naraku's personal computer. When Rin had first logged onto Bankotsu's computer a few weeks ago, she had installed a piece of spyware that took random screenshots, kept track of everything that was ever typed on his keyboard and then sent her daily e-mails. After about one month, she had found everything she needed on Bankotsu's PC. She already had plenty of evidence that would shut down the illegal dealings that had been going on at the Seventh Heaven. But, she had a bigger fish to catch. She wanted to take Naraku and his Yakuza clan down. Bankotsu and the Seventh Heaven were nothing more than stepping-stones to the bigger prize.

However, tonight was her night. Her hands flew across the keyboard as she managed to install the same spyware on Naraku's system. Then, she plugged an external hard drive into Bankotsu's PC. It was going to take a while, but she was determined to copy the entire hard drive of Naraku's PC remotely.

Rin's mocha orbs reflected the florescent green light from the monitor. The screen in front of her flickered as it kept her posted on the progress of the backup. 20 minutes until the backup was complete...

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Kagome stepped off the stage while holding the fuming hanyou's hand. Rin had never left the manager's office while she was doing the striptease, and the miko saw Bankotsu walking toward that same office. His hand was on the doorknob and he was about to turn it.

The miko's eyes widened in panic and she pulled Shaya behind her with a jerk. The two girls were immediately in the back hallway facing the manager's office. "Bankotsu!" she cried out in desperation.

The man slowly turned around wearing a sly grin. His long, black braid swung behind him like a whip as he sauntered toward the two women.

"Well, well..." murmured the older man as he clicked his tongue. "You said you wanted to discuss your new dance routine." The man gazed at Kagome with a mischievous grin and then looked up and down Shaya's body lasciviously. "Girl, I didn't think that you could ever outdo your usual routine. But, that hot lez-bo action made our clientele very happy tonight." Bankotsu's blue-gray eyes paused as he took in the sight before him.

The girl he thought was Rin still had on her silver mask with angel wings fluttering over the corners of her eyes. Her petite and curvy frame was barely covered by a silver bikini. The top was a little askew from being pulled off just moments ago.

However, the girl next to her was taller and had even more curves. In fact, the girl's large breasts were on full display. Golden bosoms with round pink-brown centers jiggled nicely on the woman's form.

He studied her face to note the scowl that graced her perfectly rosy lips. "What's your name, girlie?" asked Bankotsu while his eyes never left her bountiful bosom.

Shaya shifted her hips and pulled Kagome closer to her. Then managed to heft her large sword over her shoulder in warning. The girl was the perfect epitome of a demon warrior. Her skin was golden, long silver hair cascaded down her nude back, and she wore a demonic red mask with long black horns. Kami, she'd be a good fuck...

The woman sneered in anger as she looked down at Kagome. "We are going to get the hell out of here now!"

The miko's brown orbs widened as she twisted in the hanyou's arms. She closed her eyes in concentration and then let her miko aura wash over the two of them. When she opened her eyes, she was pressed up against Inuyasha's bare male torso. His skin was tan and glistening with perspiration. She breathed in deeply to smell a very male musk seeping into her pores and the thin bikini she wore.

She whispered up at the man who held her. "My sister's still in there, Shaya. Please, we'll leave soon..."

Inuyasha's golden eyes flickered in agitation under the red demon mask that covered half of his face. He was having a hard time holding it together. He didn't know which emotion held greater sway right now: anger or lust. He felt the strong desire to get into a fight and hit something, yet a more basic part of him wanted nothing more than to finally prove to Kagome how very male he really was.

Right now he wasn't even really aware that he looked like a girl. He was too keyed up to put on appearances. He didn't even seem to notice that Bankotsu was ogling his breasts.

Part of him wanted to spank Kagome again for disobeying him and stripping in front of other men. The other part of him couldn't help but react to the sight of his girl dancing so erotically. Fuck me... no...fuck Kagome...

The demon within him surged against the miko energies that flickered around her. If he didn't control himself soon, he would be shoving his girl against the wall and making her his bitch.

"Ka...," he started to snarl.

Kagome knew she had to stop him before he said her name in front of Bankotsu. Quickly, her lips pressed up against his and he immediately opened his in response.

He needed her. He needed her on him, he needed to be in her, and he needed her pressed against him. He only knew rage and his pent up sexual need for the one girl he had desired for years and had never had.

The swirling miko energy that surrounded them and the raging hard-on left from their earlier kiss made the choice.

With animalistic hunger, Inuyasha pushed her against the hallway, effectively trapping her between him and the wall.

There was no logic as he gave in to his body's demands for his chosen mate. Kagome's lips became swollen as he demanded retribution in the form of bruising kisses. His claws quickly sliced away her bikini top that fell listlessly to the ground beside her.

If Inuyasha was to look back, Kagome should have reacted with fear, but she seemed just as lustful. Her long, lithe legs were nearly bare, and one leg was hooked behind his back.

His hands found purchase in the warm skin of her bottom. He hefted her up against him and pushed his growing hardness against her concave core. They meshed together so nicely. Inuyasha hissed as he ground against her while his miko moaned in his arms.

Bankotsu stood next to the two girls agape. Two hot and nearly nude lesbians were getting it on right in front of his office. At first, he had wondered if it was part of their act. Perhaps, Rin was just trying to show him how far she would go to create a hot striptease. His eyes wandered up and down the two girls who were pressed against each other.

He drank in the sight of two sets of naked breasts pushed up against each other and the taller girl grinding her pelvis against Rin's. He couldn't help it; his crotch began to harden, even though he had witnessed numerous ‘dance' routines at the club. Holy Shit! This is hot!

He had always wanted Rin, but her aloof and professional manner had always kept him at a distance. However, today the girl he had always wanted was writhing in front of him and lustfully enjoying a wanton act with another woman. All rational thought left his brain and coursed downward.

Suddenly, he was struck with the idea of joining in their sensual game. Sexual hunger overrode his common sense. He seldom tried to come onto a dancer at the club, but he couldn't help it. What man could?

He noticed the taller girl trying to shove her hakama pants down. His hungry eyes drank in the sight of two perfect, golden skinned butt cheeks peeking out from under the top of her red pants.

"Here, let me help you with that," intoned Bankotsu as his hands tugged at the waistband of the girl's hakama.

Shock in the form of icy water seemed to wash over Inuyasha. There was a man behind him, trying to pull down his pants.

"Get the fuck away from me!" Inuyasha screamed as he elbowed the human male in the gut.

The club manager crumpled onto the floor like discarded refuse. The hanyou only looked at the man briefly before returning his attention to Kagome. He was shocked to see the miko's flushed and nearly naked body pressed against his. Her heavy lidded eyes seemed to be lost in lust.

Shit! Shaya turned her on. She'd have fucked me as a girl if I didn't pull back. God damn it, why did she have to want a girl? Inuyasha could only swallow his own guilt as his raging hormones started to settle. I have to think of anything but her soft, oiled skin... Fuck!

The miko he held in his arms blinked and slowly took note of her surroundings. Why is he stopping? Oh...?

Through the lustful haze of her vision, she noticed that Bankotsu was lying on the floor. How did he get there?

With a detached curiosity, Kagome spoke. "What did you do to him?"

Inuyasha was trying to stop his heavy breathing as he let his girlfriend's body slide down him and onto the floor. When her body slipped past ‘Little Tessaiga' he groaned.

"I...uh..." he looked at Kagome with unsure eyes and a dumbfounded expression. "He...uh...he touched me and I..."

The miko's eyes widened in understanding and a gentle hand was placed on Inuyasha's bare shoulder.

It was just then that the door to the Seventh Heaven's manager's office opened. With a barely audible crack, Rin peeked out and quietly closed the door behind her with a silent ‘click.'

The older sister was positively beaming when she saw Kagome in the hallway, but then her face quickly morphed into confusion when she spied her manager unconscious.

Rin looked up at Shaya and Kagome. "What happened?"

Kagome quickly blurted out, "He was going to open the door to his office and Shaya had to knock him out."

Inuyasha only nodded in confusion.

The older sister looked at the two half-naked girls curiously before holding a mini-hard drive to her temple. "I've got it. With this, I'm taking him down!" Then she looked up at Shaya once more and quirked an eyebrow. "You know, I'm sure the two of you had a great routine up there, but you need to get dressed. Come with me to the dressing room."

Rin only giggled in amusement as the befuddled Shaya and her sister followed behind.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Kouga paced with worry and excitement in front of the Seventh Heaven. He eagerly anticipated the storm that he was sure to witness.

The phony wolf demoness grinned while the bodyguard in front of the building looked at her tight jeans that stretched like a second skin over her perky ass. Luckily for Kouga, he didn't recognize the extra attention he had garnered. He was lost in thought.

If he did everything right tonight, Ayame would be ripe for the picking. She'd dump her loser boyfriend, and then, he'd finally get a chance. He tugged against the bracelet that he wore. Fucking piece of crap...

If he could only let Ayame see who he really was... He was sure that just looking at his gorgeous eyes or seeing his masculine charms would have her running to him. His hanyou friend was far too lucky. All it took was one night in his human form, and Inuyasha had been freed. Kouga was still chained like a dog to his half-life-a life as a girl and even worse, a life where he was becoming incredibly fixated on his feminine, red-haired roommate. He growled in frustration.

"Kori?" He knew that voice and fragrance anywhere. Kouga breathed in deeply to let the enticing scent of cinnamon play against his senses. Just having her near him calmed him. His heart rate settled, and his breathing evened out.

He turned with a genuine smile on his face. He was happy and he'd be even happier if she dumped that rat's ass tonight as well. "Come on, girlfriend! Let's get this party started."

Kori tugged Ayame along behind her. With a sashay of her hips and a flirtatious wink to the bodyguard, both girls got in without paying.

"I don't think that is a good idea, Kori. We need to get out of here." Ayame stopped inside the entrance to the club and spun her friend around. "I can't believe you have been drinking free drinks. Remember what happened the last time you were clubbing?"

Kouga's smile briefly faltered. A few weeks ago, someone had slipped a drug into his drink, and he had started to pass out. Unfortunately, he was unable to stop the offender-who seemed to have every intention of molesting him...er...her before Ayame had saved him!

The wolf demon grinned at the girl in front of him. He had never been rescued by a girl before and he realized that his affection for the girl had blossomed that night. He had always thought Ayame was too much of a butch for his taste. But now, he realized that her dominating ways were just turning him on. He grinned as he looked down at his dorm-mate. "Nothing will happen to me while you're around," he declared with complete assurance.

The girl's emerald green eyes widened in annoyance. "Now, hold on. Just because I got you out of a bad situation once doesn't mean I'll always be there for you. You need to watch yourself. Where's Kagome? We need to get her out...

The wolf demoness paused as she sniffed the air. "What?"

Kouga tried not to grin as he noticed the telltale stench of skunk in the air. She's finally scented her fucking boyfriend. Kami, this is going to be good! I just need to play the part of the innocent.

"What's Kuno doing here?" Ayame seethed. Then, an anguished roar seemed to pipe through her lithe body.

A red streak, like the color of a setting sun, ran through the crowd and Kori had a hard time keeping up. "Wait for me, Ayame. You can't just..."

He was answered with a determined growl as Ayame ran to a back hallway and passed the unconscious body of a man. Must be the bodyguard... Kouga sniffed the air. Shaya was here? Then, the wolf demon smiled. It was just like Inuyasha to knock out anyone getting in his way. At least, he made it easier for Ayame and him to find her ‘boyfriend.'

Kouga huffed in annoyance as he followed her down the myriad of hallways with curious doors labeled with names like ‘Kink and Naughtiness,' ‘The Playpen' and ‘Foreplay.'

Why did she have to get so worked up over that cheating asshole? It was not like she should even be passing the time of the day with him. Ayame was much too good for that prick. He frowned when he remembered the last time he had seen them together. Ayame had kissed that slimy jerk right on the lips. Her delicate hands had reached up and circled his neck in desire, and the jerk had grabbed her butt and squeezed it in front of him. He might have been able to handle the entire event, if it wasn't for the letch eyeing him suggestively as he kneaded his fingers into Ayame's butt cheeks. Kuno had looked him square in the eye, licking his lips and giving him a grin that was supposed to be seductive.

It had been glaringly obvious to Kouga-being that he was a man and was watching another man in action-that Kuno wouldn't settle for just one girl. Ayame was just a plaything. She was someone he picked up to fuck when he needed some action.

Ayame's boyfriend made him sick, and sicker still when Kouga remembered that he was also far from being a prince charming. When he fucked a girl, he rarely stopped to think about what she felt, other than lust. In fact, before Ayame, he had never considered making love to a girl. But now, he craved it. How he wanted her in every way. How he wanted to be the only guy in her life. He wanted to love her... Oh fuck, Kagome's right, I am in love with her...shit!

He heard Ayame gasp as she rounded the corner and opened a door labeled, ‘Busta Nut.'

The door swung open to reveal her boyfriend, Kuno Tatewaki, naked and bent over the girl that had been giving him a lap dance. The brunette was on all fours in front of the demon with her ass in the air. Kuno's straining and nude body slammed into her from behind; his short, ebony hair swayed with each thrust.

It only took the boyfriend a second to feel the cold air against his legs and the wavering scent of cinnamon and fury in the air.

The boy's head turned to face the door; his dick still firmly entrenched in the girl's ass. "Ayame?" he stuttered in surprise.

The wolf demoness shook her head from left to right. Her eyes briefly flickered to disbelief before morphing into absolute rage. "You said I was the only girl for you, Kuno-baby! You said you loved me! You said that you'd mate with me!"

The man pulled out of the girl in front of him, his hard-on quickly becoming flaccid. "You're the only girl for me. You know how much I love redheads," he replied while flashing a grin at her. "I just needed to..."

"Save it, asshole!" Ayame furiously yelled as her hand clenched into a fist and quickly found the guy's jaw.

Kuno sputtered as he fell comically to the ground, falling on his ‘trick.' The woman shoved him aside and tried to stand up. Meanwhile, the confused demon turned to look up at his fuming girlfriend. Her face was readily becoming as red as her hair.

The letch finally managed to stand and smirked at Ayame. His legs were a little wobbly and he was stark naked.

"Oh, come on Ayame-baby, I was just having a little fun, why don't you join in?" he stated while smiling. Then he turned to look at Kori and her tight jeans. "Your little friend can join us, too."

Kouga had heard enough. He smashed his fist into the other side of Kuno's face. The confused demon stumbled backward before hitting his ‘erstwhile' partner on his way down.

Kouga grinned and then looked blithely at Ayame. "I've always wanted to do that!" he responded with childish enthusiasm. Then, he grinned at his distraught roommate before pulling her behind him.

He was so happy to know that Ayame finally knew the truth. He was so ecstatic that he never noticed the listless way she tugged behind him or her utter quiet.

Once Kouga got her out of the front door of the Seventh Heaven, he beamed a smile at the girl he loved. He was shocked to see the lost look in her eyes, the slump of her shoulders and the utter despair that graced her beautiful features.

"Kori," she stammered. Her lips moved, but no sound escaped her mouth. Her entire body rocked and spasmed as an anguished sob arose from her lips.

"Ayame?" Kouga questioned as he moved forward, one hand braced against her shoulder.

The girl collapsed into his arms, her body shuddered and wet tears streamed down her cheeks. "I thought he loved me, Kori... I thought he loved me..."

Kouga pressed the sobbing girl against his chest. His mouth was wide open. This was not how he expected the night to end. He thought he would feel joy at finally getting her to see her asshole boyfriend for what he really was. He never expected the cold self-hate that coursed through his veins or the pain that enveloped him now that he knew that Ayame was hurting.

Ayame would have lived happily in ignorance if he hadn't come along, and somehow, he wondered if that wouldn't have been that bad of a thing. His long clawed fingers brushed the crying girl's red strands as he held her close to his body, trying to soothe a crying woman for the first time in his life.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sesshoumaru's bored gaze fell upon the stage. His idiotic half-brother was trying to keep his girlfriend from stripping. However, he had to give his brother credit for trying to keep his mate from exposing herself in front of other males.

He frowned to himself. When he had been faced with a similar situation he had turned tail and ran. But if he had known then what he knew now, he probably would have thrown Rin over his shoulder and locked her away in his rooms. In fact, he still wished that he could.

He itched to get Rin out of there and to keep her safe. But she said this would be her last night. After tonight, she would no longer work at the Seventh Heaven and he was here to make sure that she kept her promise.

Naraku already threatened to kill his only brother, and if he found out what evidence Rin had stolen from the Seventh Heaven, he was quite sure that Rin would not make it through the night. He needed to protect her and he needed to make sure that Naraku was only a distant memory. With the evidence that she had already gathered, he was sure that the half-demon would be in jail for a lifetime.

Rin didn't know it yet, but she wasn't going back to that seedy little apartment of hers. He had already arranged to have all of her things moved to his flat on top of the Takahashi building. When this night was over, he'd escort her to her new home, whether or not she wanted to. And then... He thought wryly over what might happen next. The last time they had joined together, it was in desperation and angry lust.

He was hoping that tonight it could be with love and forgiveness.

Sesshoumaru had lingered in the corner of the room long enough. Kagome and Shaya had left the stage. He was now ready to pick up Rin. It didn't matter to him if she protested.

His leather-soled shoes softly fell upon the concrete floor as he glided toward the hallway behind the stage. He was sure that there should have been someone on duty to stop him from accessing the office space of the club, but no one hindered his way. He did notice a giant of a man knocked out and hidden under the stage. Apparently, Inuyasha had already taken care of the guard.

The taiyoukai's eyes soon fell on Rin, who was giggling and was waving a small computer device near her temple. "I've got it, with this I'm taking him down!" Then, her amused glance looked over the nearly naked duo in front of her. "You know, I'm sure the two of you had a great routine up there, but you need to get dressed. Come with me to the dressing room."

A fang peeked out from over a lip as Sesshoumaru moved forward so quickly and silently, that Rin didn't have time to react. He snatched the computer device from Rin's fingers and swiftly slid the device into the pocket of his jacket. "Thank you, Rin. I will hold onto that now," he stated impassively.

"Hey!" the petite girl yelled as she growled at the imposing dog demon.

Sesshoumaru only responded with a slight quirk of his brow.

"I need THAT!" she hissed with wide angry eyes.

The dog demon's lip curved upward momentarily into an almost smile. "You have done a formidable job in collecting the evidence you needed, Rin. I have already taken the liberty of removing the items from your apartment and storing them in the corporation's vaults. They should have never been in your hands. If he ever found out..."

"You WHAT?!" screeched Rin. The small woman started to poke the larger man in the chest. "Who said you could take all of my hard work, you arrogant asshole..."

Inuyasha couldn't help but to interject comment. "Don't forget fucking bastard..." said Shaya with a smirk on her face.

"YOU!" Rin spun and now pointed his finger at the hanyou girl.

Both Rin and Sesshoumaru yelled simultaneously at the girl with the demonic mask. "Stay out of this!"

The other side of Sesshoumaru's lip now joined the other to form a full smile. "Rin..."

His words only served to further infuriate the little pixie at his side. Her finger was now shaking at her boyfriend. "Don't you ‘Rin' me! You arrogant bastard! Who do you think you are?"

The taller man bent his head down to whisper against her lips. "Your future mate." And with those words, his sneering lips smiled against hers. He pressed his advantage, and the smaller woman melted into him. Her lips met his with equal fervor while her pathetic fists were still hitting him on the back without any real effort. Soon, her hands stopped their blows and instead started to caress his back. The elfin woman moaned in his arms.

Shaya wore a look of repugnance as he pulled Kagome away from the unwelcome show. "Ugh! My brother and Rin... That is so disgusting."

For Kagome, it seemed like the lustful magic that had tied her and her hanyou together had faded. She didn't notice Inuyasha carefully adjusting himself as he walked in front of her, his hand in hers.

"We're getting the fuck out of here, Kagome!" With single-mindedness, Inuyasha pulled his errant girlfriend behind him and directly to the changing room. They walked past a few admirers who hooted and hollered at the two girls' bare and jiggling chests. It took everything in him to not attack the nearest male. At least, no one bothered to grope the growling hanyou.

"Change and do it quick!" Inuyasha ordered while crossing his arms against his voluptuous chest.

Kagome tried not to giggle, she really did. She knew her boyfriend was too keyed up to really notice what a sight he had made of himself. As she let the miko magic fade, she was able to see the tall hanyou girl, with two hands folded across her bountiful bosom.

"What?" groused Shaya.

"I'll put on a top, if you'll put on a top," said Kagome with a grin. Then, she kissed her gboyfriend on the cheek and moved to find the clothes that she had stashed earlier.

Inuyasha blushed at the quick peck that his girlfriend had given him. Why was it that she always had him so flustered and on edge? He quickly looked down at his chest, and his eyes twitched in horror. He had been wandering around the club, topless for the past few minutes and had thought nothing of it. He was a guy; he was used to going topless!

He palmed his forehead as if he had a headache. He peeked out from between his fingers and he noticed Kagome taking off her silver lame bikini bottom.

His eyes drank in her rounded bare bottom that had been freed from the small g-string. He couldn't help but to stare at her oiled skin that shimmered in the dressing room. He watched as her long legs stepped into a pair of red lace boy shorts and then shimmied into tight leather pants. He was enjoying the view until he noticed that she stopped with a small red halter-top. She was wearing nothing else.

"What the fuck?! You showed up to this club wearing that?" Inuyasha moved forward and pointed his finger at her breasts that were barely contained by her scrap of a top.

Kagome huffed and crossed her arms in front of her. The action further distracted the hanyou, who was trying his damndest to scold his girlfriend. "I had to! If I showed up in my regular school-girl uniform, they would have recognized me."

Inuyasha only looked at her befuddled. He was happy to hear that she had thought to hide her identity and at least she had worn a mask while on stage. But did she have to look like a hot biker chick? He looked down at her legs and the stiletto heels that she was strapping on. The heels made her calves stand out. He could see the muscles of her legs clearly through the tight black pants she was wearing. Damn, the leather looks like a second skin!

Inuyasha didn't waste any time with changing. He threw his demonic mask on the floor and grabbed the nearest kimono top to pull over his frame. Then he found the biggest and bulkiest jacket he could find and threw it over Kagome's shoulders. "Keep that on you!" he ordered. "I can't believe that you showed up here in that!"

Inuyasha fumed as he bent forward and motioned with his hands for Kagome to ride his back. The miko sighed and then stepped forward.

Her thighs wrapped around his waist and his hands cradled her firm, leather-bound ass.

Faster than a ninja, Inuyasha sped out of the backdoor and leapt into the night.

Kagome only squealed in delight, her stint at the Seventh Heaven nearly forgotten as she clung to her boyfriend. "I can get used to this," she said while kissing Inuyasha on the side of his face.

He nearly stumbled at the contact and squeezed her buttocks more firmly to keep her on his back. Focus dammit! Then, he bounded from building to building, making his way to the Shikon Boarding School.

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When Sesshoumaru finished kissing Rin, he was pleased to note that his half-brother and girlfriend were nowhere to be seen. He pulled away from Rin. Her eyes were half-closed, and her lips were still puckered as if to plead for more.

He nearly chuckled as he patted her cheek. The action was enough to rouse Rin from her stupor. Her lips pursed in indignation, and she seemed ready to yell at him again.

The dog demon placed two fingers against her lips. "Not now, you could still be recorded. Save it for later-in my rooms."

"Your rooms?" shouted Rin. "Why would I be at your place tonight?"

His placid face betrayed almost no emotion as his fingers traced down her cheek, then down her neck. Rin swallowed involuntarily as his fingers moved past her flimsy top and down the smooth skin of her chest. "You will come home with me tonight, Rin." He didn't feel the need to add that he needed to protect her from Naraku, that her life was in danger or that he really just wanted to lock her into his apartment for at least a week. She would understand; she always understood what he left unsaid.

Rin swallowed again and put her hands in her hips. "Fine!" she muttered as she tossed her head back and sashayed away from her boyfriend.

Sesshoumaru could not help but to stare at her lovely ass as she walked away.

"I'll meet you outside of the dressing room," he intoned as he followed her to the entrance that said ‘Employees Only.'

Rin only glared at Sesshoumaru. "Give me a few minutes and I'll be out."

"Stop," murmured the dog demon before she closed the door in his face. He pulled her body flush against his own and then kissed her hungrily once more. "I'll see you soon, Rin. I'll be waiting."

The girl's eyes softened and she turned away from him in a daze. His kisses always seemed to do that to her. Half of the time he left her incoherent and that was before they had even reached the main event. Her mind quickly decided that going home with him would actually be the best decision she had ever made in the past two years. With a distracted look in her eyes, she simply clicked the door shut behind her.

Sesshoumaru smirked in delight. Finally, he would have what he had sought after being without her for so long. He would get Rin home and into his bed and back into his life. Then he would need to figure out what to do with the mounds of evidence that Rin had collected. He had a few contacts with the police force that would undoubtedly prove that Naraku had deep ties to organized crime.

He almost whistled as he waited, but then, unflappable dog demons never whistled. It wasn't dignified. A crooked smile graced his lips while he imagined what the rest of the night would hold.

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Naraku strummed his fingers on the large mahogany table. In front of him were some of the members of the Band of Seven. They were meeting at the VIP Lounge of the Seventh Heaven. The Band was supposed to be his strong men; they were supposed to follow orders. But as usual, incompetence surrounded him.

"Why is Bankotsu taking so long?" he wondered out loud with more than a little irritation in his voice.

The men around him cringed, and the boss scanned the table again.

Jakotsu sat at the end, and unlike his normal attire, the man was trying not to wear anything flashy. Perhaps he doesn't want to be the focus of my attention? The usually unflappable mercenary sported a large black eye and a split upper lip. However, the man had managed to put concealer around his eye and lipstick on his lips, so they were harder to notice. Figures...

The dwarf, Mukotsu, sat next to him. His bottle glasses magnified his black eyes, and his face was mottled with bruises and cuts.

Naraku pensively looked at the rest of the band as his eyes fell on Renkotsu, Ginkotsu and Suikotsu. Ginkotsu was the only one who was smiling. That living tank was as stupid as he was strong. Renkotsu and Suikotsu were the smartest of the bunch; they looked at him warily.

Naraku's lips pursed into a fake smile as he glared at the two lackeys who had displeased him. "I asked, ‘why is Bankotsu taking so long?'"

Ginkotsu was the only one who bothered to answer since he didn't seem to understand the underlying tension in the room. "He's probably just hitting the head. Do you want me to scout out the men's bathroom for you, Naraku?" The large man laughed, exposing the sharp metal teeth that were embedded in his mouth.

"Yes," Naraku drawled. "Go and get him. The incompetence of this group amazes me." He glared at Jakotsu and Mukotsu again. "You can't even kidnap two helpless teenaged girls and not screw it up!"

The two mercenaries cringed as they remembered the punishment that Naraku had bestowed upon them after their most recent failure. Not only had they screwed up a simple kidnapping, but Sesshoumaru had showed up and had embarrassed their boss in front of other mafia dons. And they were the ones who had to pay for their boss' embarrassment.

Jakotsu looked past Naraku's head, and his eyes widened. There, right in the middle of the Seventh Heaven was the very dog demon that Naraku had been fuming about. "Sesshoumaru," Jakotsu barely whispered. He whistled softly as his eyes gleamed in appreciation. "Man, that guy is hot..."

Naraku's eyes followed Jakotsu's over his shoulder and behind him. While Jakotsu was looking on with lust, Naraku's entire face sneered in displeasure.

"Why in the fuck is he here?" the mob boss nearly screamed. He almost frothed in panic. The last time he had met with the man, he had promised himself that those obnoxious dog demons would pay.

Renkotsu slyly peered at the scene that was being enacted near the women's dressing room. "Hummm, he seems to have quite a thing for one of your dancers, boss."

Naraku's eyes narrowed to watch his nemesis thoroughly kiss ‘the Lady of the West.'

"Hey! Isn't that the stripper who finally broke down and gave a dog demon a lap dance?" questioned Suikotsu in amazement. "Rin drove Bank crazy because she'd never put out like the other dancers. But then, that guy showed up and paid over 500,000 Yen a night for some time with her."

"Did he?" asked Naraku with narrowed eyes. It was readily apparent to Naraku that the unflappable Sesshoumaru, who he had long thought of as being either asexual or homosexual, was actually lusting after the ‘Lady of the West.' It was an interesting turn of events. No one paid 500,000 Yen for just a lap dance. The whore must have been putting out, and Sesshoumaru was obviously utterly entranced by her feminine charms. Perhaps, he could finally take down that accursed dog demon with Rin as the bait. She was, after all, only a stripper. He was quite sure that Bankotsu could find another one to replace her.

"Kanna!" he yelled while snapping his fingers. "These idiots couldn't even kidnap two little girls without screwing it up. I need you to take care of that stripper. You know what to do with her."

A small, little figure crept out of the darkened corner of the room. She seemed almost like a ghost as her milky skin and long white hair emerged from shadows. Kanna never said a word; she only nodded briefly to Naraku before turning to leave.

Jakotsu was the only one manly enough to call out after her as she left. "Girl, I swear that whole ‘White Gothic Lolita' look does nothing for you. Have you ever thought about getting a new hairdo or padding your bra?"

Kanna's face turned to look at Jakotsu. Her grey eyes were blank, like she was only a hollow shell that moved. Even the normally unflappable mercenary cringed at her attention. Then, like a robot, she turned to pick up a small mirror before heading to the dressing rooms.

"Aww... I think she took my comments to heart," Jakotsu cooed, eyeing the creepy girl and her mirror. "And, use some blush!"

"Shut up," growled Naraku.

"Sure thing, boss," proclaimed the effeminate mercenary as he settled back into his seat.

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Reviews are more effective than tips to get Inuyasha to agree to strip.
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Next Chapter: We will be concluding the Laid Bare Chapter with some more bare nudity of course... ;-)

Authors' Notes:

#1: Everything Rin has done on the computer in this chapter can be done with modern, run-of-the-mill technology.

#2: If you paid attention you might have noticed that one of the band of Seven (Kyokotsu) was missing in the chapter. He was the bodyguard that Inuyasha knocked out to get on stage.

#3: Ai does want to mention that strip clubs are much more sleazy than were written in this chapter. Please don't think that real ones are anything like what we have written here.

#4: If you like this story, then Ai Kisugi has two other fan ficts to recommend at Adult Fan Fiction. Can't Get Enough by Roxotaku and This is Gonna be Fun (uncensored) by TwistedHilarity. Both stories are hilarious and had Ai laughing out loud. They also have a plethora of lovely lemons! Inu/Kag of course!

#5: If you read the spoiler for this story, ‘The Inuyasha Support Group,' you would have already known that Inuyasha was going to strip in this chapter.

#6: Yes, that was ‘Kuno Tatewaki' in this chapter. He's the resident moron in Ranma 1/2. You might remember him as having a crush on Ranma's redheaded, female persona. He was also in ‘He's My Girl,' chapter 5. That was the chapter when he was picking up on Shaya. No, Kuno was never a demon in Ranma 1/2, we changed him into one for this story. But he does look the same and perhaps only acts a little more lecherously in this story. As far as we know, Kuno never got ‘lucky' in Ranma 1/2.

#7: We would like to thank Landofthekwt and Psyco_Chick32 for nominating and seconding ‘He's My Girl' for Best Inuyasha/Kagome Romance with the Inuyasha Fan Guild.
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