Maybe Next Time | By : ShaeyaSedjet Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 2826 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I still don't own Inuyasha
or any of his friends. They belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Author's Note: I'm trying to be
good about this updating thing. We'll see how that works out. Those
of you who have been with me for the three years that I've been
working on Flight, Bane and Rent may be skeptical, but hopefully I
can prove you wrong!
Disclaimer: They still belong
to Rumiko Takahashi.
Next Time
Chapter Two:
Best Served Cold
Inuyasha crossed his arms over his
chest and slouched in his seat as he glared at Kagome across the
group anger management class they were forced to take together. This
was complete bullshit. Why should he have to take anger management
classes when he hadn't done anything wrong? That crazy bitch was the
one who had completely destroyed his Land Rover.
Kagome just smiled at him and batted
her eyes, which made him fume. She smirked as he turned red with
fury and waited for the expression. Their counselor, however, cut
him to the chase, deciding at that moment that it was time to start
the session.
“Welcome, class. My name is
Angela Goodlove.” Kagome couldn't help but think that the poor
woman looked like professor Trelawney from Harry Potter. She had
short, frizzy hair and large coke bottle glasses that magnified her
eyes to ten times their normal size. “I want each one of you
to stand and tell us who you are and why you are here today.”
She looked expectantly at Inuyasha,
“Young man, will you please start us off?” Kagome
giggled and Inuyasha shot her a look as stood.
“My name is Inuyasha Takahashi
and I'm here because that bitch” he pointed at Kagome for
emphasis “trashed my car.”
Angela raised an eyebrow and her eyes
were wider than Kagome believed was possible. “Well, aren't we
an angry young man?” She reached out and patted his arm,
“That's ok, my dear, we will help you with that.”
Inuyasha stared at the woman with a
look between fury and confusion. The look on his face was priceless
and Kagome had to giggle. He shot her a look that clearly said he
would like nothing more than to throw his chair at her.
Angela turned to Kagome next, “And
you dear, why are you here?”
Kagome stood, “My name is Kagome
Higurashi and I'm here because Inuyasha cheated on me with my cousin
in the house I paid for and I destroyed his Land Rover in
retribution. And he wasn't exactly truthful with you, Ms. Goodlove.
Inuyasha is not here simply because I jacked with car. He's here
because he could not contain his violent outbursts in the courtroom
and this is part of his punishment.”
Apparently, Kagome was wrong in
thinking the counselor's eyes couldn't get any wider. The woman's
eyebrows disappeared beneath her bangs and her mouth worked for a
moment before any sound would come out. “Well, that
was...honest of you.” There was a long pause. “Next?”
A young man with long, brown hair and
brilliant sea green eyes stood. “My name is Kouga and I'm here
because I beat the shit out of a guy who was picking on a retarded
kid.” He looked Kagome up and down. “I'm single, if
you're interested.”
The girl in question raised and
eyebrow. “We'll see.”
Inuyasha clenched his fists at his
side. That fucking bitch. Who did she think she was, openly
flirting with that asshole? He really wanted to hit something,
preferable the wolf youkai that was flirting with his woman.
Angela Goodlove was beginning to
question whether or not she had pursued the right career as she
turned to a lovely red haired wolf youkai. “And you, my dear?”
The tall, youkai woman stood, hand on
hips, looking very defensive. “My name is Ayame, and I beat
the living hell out of my girlfriend and my boyfriend for cheating on
me with each other.”
Yes, Angela thought to herself, I have
most definitely chosen the wrong field.
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After two hours of sharing and art
therapy, Inuyasha was sure he felt more violent than before he came
to this class. He was gritting his teeth, trying to ignore Kouga and
Kagome as they shared friendly banter. He was startled out of his
wits as the female wolf youkai leaned over his shoulder, “You
really dig her, don't you?”
“What?!”
“Kagome. You haven't been able
to keep your eyes off her the entire session.” she noted
astutely.
“Keh!”
“So, if you're so crazy about
her, why would you cheat on her?”
“I'm not crazy about her!”
he yelled and looked up to see everyone staring at him. Kagome was
looking at him with an odd expression on her face and Kouga was
looking at him like he was nuts.
“I mean, look at her. She's hot.
I'd do her.” Ayame commented and Inuyasha's eyes went wide as
saucers. But the crazy dike had a point: His ex-fiance` was hot.
She had the tiniest waist and the nicest ass he'd ever seen. She had
pale, pale skin, the color of cream and her lips were the perfect
shade of soft pink. He glanced at her right hand and noticed with
slight disappointment that she had taken off her ring.
Ayame noticed his crestfallen look and
put her hand on his shoulder. “Make it up to her.”
“Keh!” he scoffed. “She's
the one that fucked up my car. I don't got nothin' to make up to
her.”
Ayame frowned, “And here I
thought you might have had some redeemable qualities. I guess you're
just a dick.”
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Kagome was bent over her large, yellow
backpack, rummaging for her keys when Ayami came across her. She
couldn't help but admire the view. With a predatory glint in her
eye, she leaned against Kagome's green Cooper Mini.
“Aha! I caught you, you little
bastards!” She stood up, raising her arm in the air, keys
fisted tightly within her grasp. “Oh! Hi!” She was
slightly unnerved by the gorgeous youkai woman leaning against her
car, staring so intently at her. “Ayame, right?”
Ayame gave a toothy grin, her
expression brightening. “Yeah! And you're Kagome.” The
girl in question nodded her affirmation. “Do you want to go
out sometime?”
Kagome raised an eyebrow, “Are
you hitting on me?”
Ayame grinned, flashing her pearly
whites, “Why, are you interested?”
“I'm a practicing heterosexual,
but if you get me drunk, I'm terribly bisexual.”
Ayame was amused by her frankness.
“Well, I guess we'll have to go drinking, then.” She
winked at the raven haired beauty.
Kagome shrugged. “Ok.”
Ayame blinked. “Wow. I wasn't
really expecting you to agree.”
Kagome eyed Inuyasha from the corner of
her eye as he got into his Land Rover that still had “CHEATING
FUCKER” keyed into the side in capital letters. “After
that asshole, I'm willing to try anything.”
Ayame laughed a hearty, full bodied
laughed and Kagome found herself thinking that even if she didn't end
up fucking this chick, that there was a good chance she would have a
friend for life.
They looked up to see Inuyasha glaring
at them out of the driver's side window of the Land Rover. The two
girls looked at each other and lost it. “Real mature, Kagome,”
he muttered.
“I believe you chose to exit our
relationship, Inuyasha. You don't get to lecture me on maturity.”
Inuyasha glared daggers at her. “Why
did I ever date a bitch like you.”
Kagome crossed her arms and cocked her
hip to the side. Inuyasha recognized this as her usual battle
stance. “Apparently at some point, you liked me enough to ask
me to marry you, you sorry piece of shit. Don't try to make me the
bad guy. You fucked my cousin in MY house. In MY bed! So, I fucked
up your car. You threw away what I considered the best five years of
my life. Your car can go to the shop. I'll never get those years
back.” He thought she would leave at that, but as soon as the
thought was there, she opened her mouth. “By the way,
Inuyasha, how do you like sleeping on your brother's couch?”
Ayame snickered and then guffawed. She
hugged Kagome to her as Inuyasha drove away, still glaring at them.
“I think I'm in love!”
Kagome patted the girl awkwardly.
“Easy there, tiger. I haven't had any alcohol yet.”
Ayame gave her lop sided grin. “Let's
fix that.”
Kagome grinned. “Ok. Do we want
to take one car or two?”
“Let's take one. That way the
most sober of the two of us can drive.”
The raven haired girl chuckled. “Can
you drive stick?”
Ayame raised an eyebrow. “Are
you referring to sexual orientation or my ability to drive a standard
transmission vehicle.”
Kagome shook her head, a wry smile on
her face. “I was asking if you could drive standard. If not,
we'll need to take my car home.”
“Are you kidding?! I had three
brothers and my father was a drag racer!” She looped her arms
around Kagome's neck. “I love a girl who knows how to
drive...” she sighed.
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Inuyasha went home. Not to
Sesshoumaru's like Kagome had taunted, but to his parents' which was
ten times worse. Going home had meant he had to tell his mother and
father what had happened. Since his father was dog demon and could a
smell a lie from a mile away, there was nothing to tell them but the
truth. His mother had been tight lipped and disappointed. She had
always been fond of Kagome. His father, however was not so silent.
He berated Inuyasha for being twenty kinds of stupid. His defense of
“Did you see what she did to my car?!” certainly had not
gone over well. His father had gone silent and had that smoldering
look of barely concealed violence. Apparently, his parents didn't
care that his precious Land Rover had been violated. And they
weren't going to help him pay for it. And they were making him pay
rent! His parents were going to make him pay rent!
He sighed, frustrated as he pulled a
brush through his moonlit hair. He couldn't remember the last time
he'd had to brush his hair himself. It was one of Kagome's favorite
morning and evening rituals. He would sit on the floor between her
legs and she would brush his hair. She loved to comb through his
pale waist-length hair and sift her fingers through it. Inuyasha
would never admit to anyone else, but he missed those moments.
He slammed the brush down on the
dresser. Fuck her! why should he miss anything about her. She was
obviously fucked up in the head if she would vandalize someone's
property!
He stalked to his closet to pick out
something to wear. He hadn't had a chance to go back to the house to
get the rest of his stuff. He didn't want to do it while she was
home and she was always home. She had a home office marketing firm.
Occasionally, she went on business trips, but she mostly dealt with
clients via video conference. He shook his head, determined to get
that crazy bitch out of his head.
He rummaged through the closet with a
vengeance. He tore items off their hangers, tossing them left and
right. finally, he decided on a dark pair of jeans and blood red
t-shirt. Red was his color. It made him feel powerful. Tonight he
was going to get tore up drunk and forget that bitch. He looked at
himself in the mirror and nodded decisively.
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Kagome and Ayame had decided that
Kagome would drive the Mini. Along the way, Kagome thought it would
be a good idea to call Sango and invite her along. Sango had quickly
agreed, using the excuse that they had not properly celebrated
Kagome's get-out-of-jail-mostly-free card. Ayame decided that what
they were wearing wasn't fancy enough for a possible first date, so
they when they dropped her car off at her apartment, she forced
Kagome to partake of her wardrobe.
Looking in the mirror, Kagome had to
agree that Ayame had good taste. She was wearing a slinky red dress
that hugged her curves in just the right places and curved way low in
the back, showing off her three tattoos and the dimples of her lower
back. She'd been forced to sit through a makeup session as well and
Ayame had lined her eyes with kohl to create a dark, smoky look. Her
lips were a deep, ruby red, and Kagome had to admit that she felt
sexy. The overall affect was sultry. One way or another, Kagome was
going to get laid tonight.
Since Kagome was driving, she offered
to pick Sango up at her flat. Sango agreed and met them at the door
with a disbelieving expression. “Kagome???” She
squealed. “Girl, if I swung that way, I would eat you up!”
Ayame popped her head in, “I just
might eat her up if she's not careful.”
Sango blinked a moment, looking at
Kagome for an explanation.
“Sango, this is Ayame. She's in
my anger management class. She's bisexual and very horny from what I
can tell. And she dressed me.”
Sango nodded, speechless for a moment,
“Well, you did a damn fine job, Ayame.” She put her hand
out to the buxom wolf youkai. “I'm Sango. I got Kagome out of
jail.”
“Hey! I was never in jail and it
was my brilliant acting talent that kept me out of jail!”
Kagome pouted.
“Actresses.” Sango muttered
to Ayame.
Ayame nodded and suddenly leaped to
action. “What are we doing hanging around here?! There are
drinks to be had!”
“I second that motion!”
Sango exclaimed, grabbing her clutch. “Let's make like a baby
and head out, ladies.” She paused for a moment. “Where
are we going, anyway?”
Ayame's eyes took on a devious gleam.
“The Red Room.”
Kagome shook her head, wondering just
what she had gotten herself into.
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“Miroku, it's Inuyasha. I'm
coming by to pick you up. Be dressed to go out. We're going to the
Red Room.”
T.B.C...
Thanks to my reviewers: dreaming in
anime, MyInuyashaObsession, you-ma-cookie, and kimonia. You guys
rock! I hope this chapter didn't let you down!!!
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