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Movie House Hanyou	By : Numisma Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 34571 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Who in their right fucking mind would rob a movie theater of its POSTERS? It�s abso-fucking-lutely ridiculous!�
Kagura finally took time away from answering questions for one of the cops to send a steamed glare toward the obstinate underling seated across from another cop in the Party Room, said underling being one of her least favorite employees� Inuyasha.
�For the last fucking time,� he groused to the cop interrogating him, oblivious to Kagura�s glare, �I have been in the building for only� uh��
Damn, what time was it by now, anyway?
He pulled out his cell phone to check. �Uh, an hour and a half.�
An hour and a half since he�d set foot in the building, the latter half of which had been spent cooped up in this damn room talking to these dumb cops. But of course he wasn�t about to utter all of that aloud. He still had most of his brain cells, as well as common sense.
The cop sitting across from him gave him little more than a slanted glance as he scribbled down more notes on his little notepad.
Kagura continued to glare at him, so much that the officer questioning her had stopped at her lack of focus. �You�re on duty and on the clock, Inuyasha. Watch your fucking mouth.�
Inuyasha turned to give her a sour look. As soon as the cops had arrived, she�d turned back into her typical self. �He�s a cop. He won�t care. Besides, do you see any damn customers in the damn theater?� He threw a hand back toward the frosted glass tile partition that obscured the theater lobby from their view.
It went without saying that the entire lobby was empty, as were the auditoria. The elevator and gates were still locked. They both knew that, and both the cops knew that. At that moment they and Kanna, up in the booth, were the only five in the theater part of the building, and they hadn�t left the Party Room since the little interrogation began.
Kagura remained silent for a moment, and just as she was about to open her mouth to say something Inuyasha interrupted her yet again. �No. I didn�t fucking think so. We have been in this damn Party Room since you called up your precious Officer Stenton-�
�That�s Corporal Stenton,� the officer interrupted as the young man rolled his eyes. �Son, if you have a personal problem with your manager, I suggest you hold off on it until after Bakken and I are finished with the currently pressing matters.�
Inuyasha narrowed his eyes, flicking his gaze heatedly between his manager and Stenton. Leave it to Kagura to get her cop fuck buddy to act as a shield. At this point there wasn�t much he could do, not while the investigation report was still up in the air, so he relented.
Inuyasha shut his trap, but as he did, he could have sworn he�d seen a delighted smirk surface on that woman�s face before it vanished into a solemn, neutral expression. Or maybe, he was just seeing things.
Pleased to have no resistance, the corporal continued asking question after polite question of the First Assistant.
Inuyasha snorted before turning his attention back to the man who had been interrogating him. �I swear, just how long does it take to fill out a report and gather information on such a pathetic little robbery, Bakken?�
�As long as it needs to. Now tell me, according to Kagura you collect movie posters. Is this true?�
That conniving bitch. She was trying to make him look the culprit, wasn�t she? �Yes,� Inuyasha ground out, his patience wearing thin. �But I only take posters from work after getting the manager�s permission first. Or I just buy them on eBay.�
�How large is this collection?�
With an annoyed grunt he yanked his Akira hat back down as tight onto his head as he could, not caring about squishing his ears. It had been a while since he�d last taken inventory, but he knew he had several thousand at the very least. But while he was definitely a collector, he was an honest collector. �It would make most people weep, and I swear I didn�t take those damn posters.�
The officer didn�t look convinced. �And where were you last night?�
�At Kinko�s.�
When asked to clarify which branch, he did, barely able to keep the snap from his tone.
He even went so far as to dig out his wallet and pull out his credit card receipt from the transaction, slamming it onto the buffet tabletop so harshly that both cops and Kagura jumped at the resounding connection of his fist and the shuddering jar of the table.
There was a loud, cracking sound and the groaning of metal. It was amazing the table hadn�t been split completely in half from the force of his blow.
It took the cop across from him a moment to settle his nerves, but within moments he asked, �And what were you doing there?�
�Photocopying shit.�
�Such as?�
He narrowed his eyes. �None of your fucking business.�
�Inuyasha!� Kagura snapped in a warning tone.
Inuyasha ignored her for the most part, but he did figure that being slightly more agreeable with his further answers was a good idea.
The questions continued, some of them fresh and others recycled, further driving him batty and testing his resolve.
�And after your manager arrived and you both entered the lobby-�
Inuyasha gritted his teeth.
�-what transpired between then and when you called the police?�
The temptation to roll his eyes was gargantuan, but he�d been disrespectful enough. �We scoured the entire theater for the posters. And since you didn�t bring this up the last time you asked� Kagura unlocked everything, not me. She�s the one with all the keys.�
The cop�s eyes narrowed for just a moment. �Sure thing, sure thing. And the poster room showed no signs of forced entry?�
Inuyasha sighed and answered yet another question he�d already been asked.
It wasn�t much later when the two cops finally put away their pads and pens and dismissed the two to go about dealing with the rest of the paperwork. Inuyasha slid his chair back and stood up as he cast Kagura a cold glance.
Both of the cops had shown up fairly quickly and both he and Kagura had had to close the theater for the workday until further notice. They had sent the day openers home as each one had arrived. It would be just the two of them handling the lobby cleanup and cover-up until five o�clock rolled around. If in fact Naraku approved of opening up that day at all, of course.
It was amazing Kagura had actually told him to clock in, but in a way he was glad to be paid for all this wasted time.
�So, Kagura, what are we going to do for the next few hours?� He watched her carefully. She was just at the Party Room door and about to exit into the main lobby when she turned and let her eyes travel up and down his form, sizing him up where he stood at the other end of the room like he was the gunk beneath her shoes.
�You will be down by the box office, handling the swarm of angry customers who will no doubt complain that we�re not open�� She paused to bring the back of her hand up against her forehead, a dramatic gesture Inuyasha knew far too well to take seriously anymore. �Because oh woe is they, for there are printed show times in the fucking newspaper and therefore we must be secretly withholding something from them. I will be handling the more business-oriented end of things. Page the GMO if you need anything.�
Then she yanked the door open and sauntered out with far too obnoxious a swing to her hips for the hanyou to feel comfortable watching for more than a second or two. Thank goodness the walls of the Party Room were not plain glass.
More to himself than as an ill-timed retort to the woman, Inuyasha muttered, �Whoever is fucking around with me and this place, please go and fuck yourself in the ass. You�re not wanted.�
---
Kagome blinked in surprise at the large, flat package Rin was holding out to her just as the class bell rang. �What�s this?�
Rin shrugged and set the package onto Kagome�s desk. �To tell you the truth, I don�t really know. But my brother said it�s from Miroku.�
Kagome stared at it in deep thought for a moment, sporting a bewildered frown. She hadn�t the faintest idea why Miroku would give her anything. Even more confounding was his chosen delivery method. Why go through two peripherals when he could have easily gone through her boyfriend? Or, better yet, gone directly to her? The route he�d taken seemed just a bit out of the way- which made it all stranger.
Kagome shrugged to herself. It was no use to ponder the strange machinations of Miroku's head at this point. After all, she didn't know him well enough to know if this was the way he usually did things. Maybe he was this weird all the time.
Reaching for the plain white envelope taped to the top, Kagome opened it and pulled out a card, reading it aloud. �Dear Kagome, I would like to apologize for that ill-timed phone call this past weekend�� The color drained from her face with dread as she recalled what she and Inuyasha had been doing at the moment of that phone call, most particularly what she had blurted out before realizing Miroku might have heard.
She couldn�t quite put her finger on why, but for some really strange reason she suddenly became the slightest bit worried about what could possibly be in the package.
Oblivious to the underlying circumstances, Rin egged her on. �And?�
Kagome quickly read the remainder of Miroku�s neat, block letter message to herself, twice, before deciding it was tame enough for Rin to hear.
�Uh, I would like to apologize for that ill-timed phone call this past weekend by way of this small gift. Inuyasha�s very annoyed with me right now for more than one reason. Perhaps you can appease him with the help of what�s inside. I�m certain he�ll like how it looks on you. Yours truly, Miroku.�
There. It couldn�t possibly be anything too risqué or Inuyasha would definitely strangle Miroku into unconsciousness, Kagome reassured herself.
�So� how was this call ill-timed and what could he possibly want to apologize about, Kagome?� Rin leaned forward, her chin digging into her palm and her elbow on the table.
�Oh, Inuyasha and I were in the middle of� something and he got really annoyed at the interruption.�
Rin�s grin widened considerably. �Oh?�
�Just a- a- a game he was teaching me. Requires lots of um, uh, lots of concentration?� she replied quickly in an evasive manner. �Yeah, concentration,� she pandered on, giving a solitary wink. �Lots of it.� Kagome's wide grin and the slight head toss she gave accentuated her unspoken hint. Since Rin already knew that she and Inuyasha had made up - and made... other things - Kagome�s friend soon caught on.
So, as her friend eagerly watched and the both of them ignored the teacher as he began gathering his things to close his day, Kagome set aside the card and opened the package, sifting through the tissue paper�
And quicker than dropping hot coals she jammed the lid back on and hugged the package to her chest, a stunned, embarrassed, almost desperate expression spreading across her face.
�What, what was it?�
Kagome didn�t answer. She just chuckled nervously, as if she�d been forced to laugh at gunpoint.
Miroku was a dead man.
---
After a week of hell at work, Inuyasha was more than happy to celebrate his first lucid new moon in- what, decades? There were too many years of new moons where he couldn�t remember ever not being under the influence of acid.
And he would celebrate it by spending it with Kagome, of course.
Only one thing worried him about revealing the secret of his human form to her. The last time he had been human she had seen him. He wasn�t certain if tonight she would recognize him, but hopefully he could wheedle his way out without too many scratches� unless, of course, those scratches happened to be on his back and were the result of intensely passionate feelings and rowdy bedroom behavior. That was something he�d always go for.
And so, as it was, he hid his barely-there nervousness quite well during the entire car ride from Kagome�s house to his, Kagome in the passenger seat and wondering aloud what sort of surprise he had in store for her.
No matter how much she pestered him he wouldn�t relent. Not a single clue to the occasion or to the nature of the surprise. It would be much more effective if he simply let her see for herself, quite literally.
Sunset was scheduled for 7:06pm that evening. Out of paranoia he had checked official statistical sources. He wanted it certain they were both happily situated in his home well before that.
Pulling into the garage, he killed the engine and just sat there for a moment, hands and eyes on the wheel as he contemplated his short plans for the evening. He hadn�t slept on any new moon in so long he could scarcely remember the date. His self-pronounced sleep schedule of every other night was more for his own personal benefit, not something his body demanded. The occasional veer toward erraticism had never been a problem.
But if Kagome wanted to sleep over, he would definitely sleep as a human, for her.
Provided that she didn�t freak out too much the moment she saw him as a human. And didn�t try to throttle him for lying to her a month earlier.
�Hey,� her voice broke in, interrupting his thoughts as she prodded his arm. �What were you thinking just now?� He swiftly turned his head to look at her and gave a ghost of a smile before wordlessly getting out, motioning with his head for her to follow her up to the house.
Once inside, he checked his cell phone yet again for the time. Almost time. His senses already felt muted. He paced a bit, much to her confusion, but he didn�t notice. He was too heavily engrossed in the thought of being human without� escaping, with the aid of the drugs.
�Come on, what�s the surprise?� Kagome asked for the third time. Or what Inuyasha thought was the third time. It could have been the sixteen millionth time for all the attention he had been paying toward her since they�d arrived. Either way, her tone had an edge of impatience seeping into it by now.
�Kagome,� he began, one hand on her shoulder and the other affectionately threading clawed fingers through her hair. Clawed fingers that would morph into more human looking ones in just a matter of a few minutes. Just the thought made him twitch and shudder mentally. He suppressed a sigh; it had been a while since the last time he�d exposed this secret to anyone.
�What�s gotten into you?� she asked in a concerned tone. �And what was with the pacing earlier?�
Inuyasha drew his hand back quickly. �Nothing.� The way he flitted his eyes around told her otherwise.
�Well, if it�s a gift, I�m certain I�ll like it. I�ll like anything if it�s from you,� she offered. �Unless it�s an inflatable man-doll.� He gave her a weird look, and Kagome blushed, smiling. �I�d prefer the real thing.�
�Um��
Kagome�s voice turned flat. �Unless the real thing�s got� issues he�s got to deal with again?�
�No, no! I swear I�m fine!� Her expression told him she didn�t believe him, so with a serious expression he went on. �Well,� he cleared his throat, �there�s� something about hanyou that only the ones I�ve told know� I��
��and that is?� Kagome pressed when he failed to elaborate, but he simply shook his head.
�Watch.� Both hands went up to his bandana, and he took it off and tossed it to the ground. �Just keep watching, and you�ll know it when you see it.�
Kagome was confused, and a million thoughts were running rampant through her head. She stepped back a bit, her focus centered mostly on his ears. There must have been a reason to expose them or he wouldn�t have bothered, right?
Time stretched out long and silent as she tediously watched and waited. She eventually began paying more attention to Inuyasha�s faint displays of nervousness than to the anticipation of those ears doing anything. Nothing so far. He was just standing there like a moron.
Arms crossed and a firm pout on her face, Kagome was two inches away from being fed up when she noticed the� very gradual changes that had just begun to take place.
Silver hair became stained, darker and darker, until it was a glossy black, and golden eyes became a dark brown bordering on black, with a slight purple tint, during the course of several blinks.
Mouth gaping in stunned shock, she couldn�t speak. She was too busy taking in the strange sight before her.
Kagome�s eyes roamed all over his form in morbid fascination - how could this be happening? - before settling upon the slowly morphing ears that gradually lost their canine shape and whitish fur, migrating further down the sides of his head.
Right where human ears ought to be. And they looked human to her.
What the hell was going on?
Throat constricting, she flicked her gaze toward his hands, whose claws had been reduced to mere nubs that still further disappeared into normal, human fingernails. A gasp escaped her as she took another step back, arms unfolded and one hand upon her chest as if her heart was thumping wildly in her chest.
Inuyasha looked human. He- he�d just transformed into a human right before her very eyes!
She found it hard to breathe.
As if in response to her apparent distress, the now human Inuyasha took a step closer, arms out and palms up. His expression was stressed and apologetic. �This happens to me once a month. On the night of the new moon, from sundown to sunrise, I am human.�
And as soon as he had spoken, her attention had been drawn immediately to his current lack of fangs.
For a moment she just stared. Then came the obligatory pointing and nonsensical babbling in between almost panicky intakes of breath.
�Oh my� you, I�m not- what- I�?� Eyes still wide, she took a cautious step forward. �Inuyasha?�
He nodded slowly, trying to keep away the jitters. Her reaction wasn�t quite what he�d hoped, but it could have been worse. Almost anything could beat someone running off screaming at the sight of him.
It took her a moment to calm herself, but eventually Kagome approached him with uncertain steps and a questioning look on her face, closer and closer, until they were nearly face to face. Then, without warning, she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly with a vice-like grip. His arms went around her shortly after, once Kagome buried her face into his neck, and he let out a sigh of relief.
She pulled back a bit to give him a scrutinizing look that he wasn�t sure how to interpret, and then stood on the tips of her toes to whisper, �Would you consider agreeing to a little something I�ve been� thinking about, for quite some time?� Flat on her feet again and a coy look on her face, she brought her hands to his waist and gave the front of his waistband a light tug.
Inuyasha finally smiled. �Sure.�
Whatever she had in mind, he knew he�d be up for it.
---
He honestly couldn�t believe she�d had it in her to ask for� for that.
Kagome left the main room yet again, this time in search of more rope. She�d run out and needed more for his ankles. Inuyasha watched her leave in silent curiosity before reexamining his current bindings.
Had Sango and Chelsea been secretly meeting with her and giving her weird ideas? He wouldn�t put it past them. And as agreeable as Kagome had been in bed the few times they�d slept together so far, she�d never been so� daring. Or kinky.
Oh well. He liked this change in her.
Kagome came back and went to work on lashing his ankles to the chair legs. She was certain to kneel right between his knees while doing so, her position giving him more than just happy, anticipatory thoughts.
�You know,� he drawled, �if we�re going to do some serious shit here, you might want me, you know, naked?�
Her head popped up between his knees. �Be a patient little puppy, won�t you? I know what I�m doing.�
�Do you?� He raised a brow at her.
�Yes.�
With a smirk Inuyasha offered, in a sing-song voice, �Okay. I believe you.� He tugged at his wrists, testing the handcuffs he�d so kindly agreed to her using to lock his arms to the back of the chair.
Out came a long, exasperated sigh from her. �Please.� Hands on his thighs, she slowly rose until she was nose to nose with him before gently blowing air at his mouth. Inuyasha promptly licked his lips, and Kagome�s tongue darted out to lick one of his lip rings. He swallowed but otherwise remained motionless. �Give my imagination some respect.�
For just a split second he glanced down at the tense, somewhat painful claw-like grip she had on his thighs, and shifted uncomfortably in the chair he was bound to. Bound at the ankles, just below the knees, around the waist, and around the shoulders and under his armpits. And handcuffed to at the back by the wrists. Then he met her eyes again.
�I will when you stop trembling.�
Inuyasha figured it was the annoyed scowl on her face that told him that was the wrong thing to say. Either that, or when she stood up, dusted invisible dirt off her skirt, and glared down at him.
�Do you want me to duct tape your mouth shut?�
Or perhaps that.
�You wouldn�t,� he countered, although it didn�t sound convincing even to himself.
�No, you�re right. I wouldn�t.� She smiled, which utterly confused him. �What�s the fun if you can�t scream?�
�I�m not a screamer.�
�Oh, but after tonight you will be.�
He gaped and stared at her, speechless, and despite the mad blush creeping onto her face, Kagome�s smile didn�t waver, further astonishing him with her brazenness and self confidence.
It took him a moment but he managed to cough out, �And just what did you have in mind for me? I mean, besides having me tied up like a stuck pig, of course.�
Instead of answering, Kagome tugged at a corner of her skirt as she sat down on his lap and put one arm around him. The other arm reached down for her bag, which she pulled up and set upon one thigh. She dug around in it for a moment, finally pulling something out and setting her bag back on the floor.
�I was thinking, how about a little game I like to call, �Interrogation�?�
Uh oh. �Uh-�
Kagome shushed him with a finger to his lips, then showed him the photograph in her hand. A photograph he didn�t recall ever existing. �You see��
Inuyasha paled as he stared at the photo in her hand. And not just any photo. A photo of him, much in the same getup as his current one, but with his dear friend Sango being far too friendly with the corners of his mouth.
The look she gave him was blank and unreadable. �Now. Explain.�
Oh shit.
He looked at Kagome, then at the photo, then at Kagome again before grinning sheepishly. �Can I plead the fifth?�
�Not a chance,� she said flatly.
Damn. �Well��
�You will tell me why,� she began, �when I got those concert pictures developed, this, and several other similar photos, showed up.�
At least now he knew how she got a hold of it. However�
Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. �You�ve had that for four months and didn�t say anything?�
�Well, up until tonight,� she replied with utmost honesty, �I didn�t know who that was in the photo with your friend Sango.� Then she paused, dropping the photo to her lap and cupping his face affectionately with the newly freed hand, her thumb mindlessly stroking his cheek. �I did, however, recognize this person when I saw him through your window a month ago.� Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. �So, explain.�
So, she was seriously pissed. And to appease her, Inuyasha was more than ready to come clean about a number of things. He wouldn�t get out of these bindings otherwise, and his relationship with Kagome was still at a fragile moment and not as solidified as he would hope. Why else had he finally revealed his other secret to her?
However, before he did that, she had some explaining to do as well.
�First you tell me why you carry around that photo in your bag, of all places.� He leveled a firm, hard look at her, matching the one he was currently receiving, intensely watching for any body language that might tell him what her words might not.
His careful eye caught a ghost of a flinch, and Kagome drew her hand away from his face and looked away from him momentarily. When she faced him again, she was tightlipped and stunned speechless.
�Come on. Tell me or you get no answers,� he said sternly.
�I, I-� Kagome stumbled over her words, but he quickly interrupted her.
�There is no fucking way you could have known in advance,� he went on, �so you must have had that in your bag like it was typical to. Why?�
�Hey, that�s none of your business!� she backtracked.
�It is if it�s a photo of me,� he countered. �You just figured out tonight it was me, so if you hadn�t known until now, why were you carrying it around like masturbation material?�
Kagome stiffened in shock. �I just thought the guy in the photo was hot. Geez! What�s wrong with that?�
He threw her an annoyed look, feigning hurt. �And no photos of Inuyasha the hanyou in there?� Kagome didn�t answer and only looked away. He repeated his question, this time having much less difficulty with the feigning.
She stammered a bit before whispering, �No.�
�So, you were actually using a photo of a guy you didn�t know while you were with me. Gee, that boosts my ego to the fucking skies, Kagome. Thanks,� he muttered.
�It is you, you idiot, and-�
�Which you didn�t know until now!� he hissed.
�Let me finish or I will tape your mouth shut!� she spat out, and Inuyasha fell silent but shot her a nasty glare that made her flinch.
After calming down, Kagome started again. �I kept it in my bag just because. No real reason. And the ones I do� use�� she trailed off softly as she averted her gaze. �Um, those, those are very much hanyou and, uh� they�reinmyunderweardrawer?� A very audible swallow followed her embarrassing admittance.
�Ho-� Then he stopped. �Underwear drawer? The hell?�
Kagome squeaked. She still wasn�t looking at him. �Kagome, look at me and tell me why photos of me are in your-�
�Well they were on my ceiling until-� She snapped her head toward him, blushing worse than he�d ever seen her. �I- I mean, that�s none of your business-�
�Hey! They are my photos, you know!�
Never before had Inuyasha seen someone blush and glare at the same time. And seeing both coming from Kagome was sadly amusing. He felt almost bad about it.
�That�s not the point! You�re not getting out of this.� Her hand returned to his face, cupping his chin tightly and drawing herself closer till they were nose to nose. �Now, explain.�
Inuyasha stared silently at her, but the seriousness of her expression didn�t waver. �What�s to explain about that photo? It�s exactly what it looks like.�
�Then why did you want to plead the fifth?�
Touché. �I wasn�t sober?�
�You don�t even remember if you were or not?� she questioned.
He certainly hadn�t been, but not in the way she meant. �You think I�d let just anyone tie me up unless I was fucked in the head?�
Kagome hung her head with a sigh, letting go of his face. �Fine. Whatever.� She lifted her head and began again. �But what about last month? If that was you I saw in the window, who else was there?�
Inuyasha knew he wouldn�t be getting out of this one. He scrambled through all possible answers before deciding on what seemed the most innocent option. �Miroku.�
�You were entertaining Miroku?�
�Yes,� he affirmed.
�And why did you puke?� He squirmed uncomfortably under her scrutinizing gaze. �I know I heard you puke, but you told me hanyou don�t get sick. So, what really made you puke?�
�I uh,� his gaze went toward the ceiling, �I think I ate something that didn�t agree with me?� Kagome didn�t look convinced. �I swear.�
�Just how exactly were you entertaining Miroku, anyway?� She glared.
�I don�t quite get what you mean.�
�You�re bi,� she said flatly, much to Inuyasha�s chagrin. He cringed; he hadn�t been expecting such an insinuation. �You like men, and can we say gag reflex? How do I know you didn�t have him over for more than friendly-�
�Because I haven�t done anything remotely sexual with him in six months,� he snarled.
Kagome�s eyes went the size of saucers. �I did not need to know that-�
�Yes, you fucking did!� he bellowed, then flinched at how it came out. But he�d already said it and couldn�t backtrack. �You just accused me of playing around with my best friend when I was actually dealing with your little bombshell!�
�And how were you dealing with it, huh? Fucking tell me the truth! I know you�re lying about something!� Kagome scowled at him before removing her arm from around him and turning away, her chin trembling and both hands in her lap and shaking with agitation, rage, and general emotional upset.
Inuyasha felt something in him break. Kagome didn�t swear. Not only that, but she was genuinely upset. It looked like she was close to tears. But he wasn�t finished with his little tirade. She had accused him of unfaithfulness, and that hurt like a bitch.
When he spoke again, his voice was soft. �You don�t trust me enough to be faithful?�
She tensed but did not respond with more than a soft sniffle.
�Kagome,� he asked, �what did I tell you the morning after Kouga�s party? Do you remember?� She shook her head, still looking away. �I told you that when I�m with someone, I�m with that someone and no one else. And while I did fool around with Miroku about six months ago, you and I hadn�t been together in any manner. I haven�t been with anyone except you since the first time we kissed, and I will swear on my father�s grave that I have no intention of ever being with anyone except you.
�Now stop pouting and fucking look at me. I don�t really appreciate this distrust.�
And Kagome did turn her head to look at him, but she certainly wasn�t smiling. �Yeah? Well, I don�t appreciate it when you tear up my underwear, but you don�t really listen, do you?� she said in annoyance, complete with chest pokes for punctuation during her speech.
The grin he gave her didn�t help his plight either.
�I�m sooo going to wipe that grin off your face," she said vehemently, sliding off his lap.
�Oh yeah?� Inuyasha snorted and scoffed. �How? If you�re thinking of leaving me tied here-�
�Tied there? Tied there is good, but you don't think that's the only torture you�re going to get, right?� she said, her tone just as angry, but her face breaking into a grin that, quite honestly, sent a shiver down his spine.
�Erm... Kagome...�
Lifting up her skirt all the way to mid thigh, Kagome tugged at the long silky slip she�d been wearing underneath, then shrugged it down and stepped out of it, never letting her eyes off him even as she bent to pick it up. �I don�t have tape�� she said, and he just knew that his eyes bugged out. She was fucking going to gag him!
�...but we�ve already agreed that there�s no fun in making you quiet tonight,� she went on, dropping the slip on the floor beside him. She was obviously still angry; he could see it in her eyes, and he could also see that she hadn�t completely believed him yet - something she had all the right to, since he wasn't saying the truth...
�Now we�ll have to see�� she continued, watching her own hands as they slowly trailed up his thighs in a sort of detached fascination, �just what it will take to make you spit out the truth.�
He opened his mouth to protest, but was shocked into silence when her hands cupped his crotch, making him moan instead.
�I know you're lying. I trust you, idiot. Which is why I know you�re lying. If it had been Miroku that night, you would have just plain damn said it, and not spouted the �friend� bull.�

Crap, he thought, realising his mistake a little too late, his mind not really into it anyway as her little hands kept applying gentle pressure between his legs. The sensation soon became so intense he squeezed his eyes shut and lolled his head back with a pathetic whine.
�So... tell, Inuyasha... who were you with?� she asked again, moving closer so that her breath snaked across the skin of his neck.
�Absolutely no one,� he croaked out, wincing at the feel of her fingers digging further into the most sensitive part of his male anatomy.
�You�re lying!�
�I�m not! I swear it was just me! I told you my human form was a friend because I didn�t want to expose that part of me to you yet! Now will you stop crushing my balls, please?�
Her fingers let up on the pressure, but Kagome didn�t let up on the questioning. �You were yelling at whoever it was to �stop.� You�re either really good at acting - which you�re not - or you�re lying. Which it�s safe to say you damn well are,� she said, her hand leaving his crotch as her voice went low and almost monotone.
�Why won�t you just tell me the truth?� she said in an almost whisper, her fingers rising up his chest, barely touching the fabric of his shirt, making him squirm against his bindings. �What's so terrible about it? If you weren't with someone else��
His eyes snapped open and his head tilted up. �I already-�
�I don�t think you were doing anything with whoever it was��
His jaw clicked closed.
�But there was someone with you," she said with finality. Her fingers kept dancing up and down the air just beyond the skintight shirt covering his chest, almost making him tickle.
Her expression had suddenly gone blank as her eyes followed her hands� movements, making him even more uneasy and anxious to try to convince her. Hell, if she wanted the truth, she�d get it.
�Technically, I was with me. Except not.�
Kagome�s subsequent glare gave him the willies.
�I was� hallucinating.�
She gave him a blank look. �You were that sick and you still wouldn�t let me in?�
Inuyasha rolled his eyes and huffed. �Hello, human form?�
�I don�t care! It was still me!�
�But-�
�You were still sick!�
�I wasn't sick!� he seethed.
�You were hallucinating and puking all over yourself! I call that sick!�
�I wasn�t sick, I was on a fucking trip, moron!�
Kagome fell silent with a very strange expression that he could only liken to shocked horror lightly seasoned with sorrow.
Oh, fuck.
�But to have a trip.... don't you have to do.�� Kagome�s question deteriorated into a weak noise in the back of her throat.
�Drugs, yeah.� He averted his gaze to his lap for a moment, then returned to meet her eyes. �I was hopped up on five hits of acid. I was, I was trying to escape from reality, but I ended up having a bad trip. When you called I was freaking out over a hallucination.� By this time her mouth was forming a tiny �O.� �And before you ask, you don�t want to know the shit I saw. Just thinking about it makes my skin crawl.�
�What were you seeing� when I was there?� she ventured, her voice unsteady.
He didn�t think telling her was a good idea, but perhaps a small taste would give her a clue and satisfy her curiosity. He sighed before answering. �A double of myself popped out of my body and started telling me you weren�t really there, trying to play mind games on me like he was the real Inuyasha.�
She certainly didn�t need to know the actual things that double had said. That much he�d keep to himself. She�d never know the difference.
�Is that it?� she asked, uncertain.
�And while I was talking to you, he was phys-� He coughed and almost choked, feeling wetness grace the corners of his eyes from the irritation. �Physically dominating me. He had me pinned to the floor with his boot ground into my back. Mighta been trying to rip my head off the way he was yanking on my hair, too. And� and he��
Inuyasha trailed off, his chest tightening in remembrance of that night.
�He what?� Kagome asked, all anger leaving her for the moment and being replaced by true concern. He couldn�t be faking. �What did he do?�
When he didn�t respond to her prompting, she went for his neck, licking and biting and sucking enough to make his toes curl. Then she suddenly stopped.
�He told me to buy you a vibrator,� he groaned out.
Her face screwed up in shock, no doubt due to the unexpectedness of such a statement. She brought her hands up to the top of his neck and dragged her nails downward, leaving red marks. �Continue,� she ordered in a low tone, putting one of her fingers in her mouth and then tracing one of the red welts with her wet digit.
He groaned at the mixed pain and pleasure as the scratch mark burned slightly, but she pulled the bottom of his shirt out from his waistband and slid one hand up his chest, proceeded to circle a nipple with her damp finger.
�He said I should buy you a vibrator so you could pretend I was fucking you, and that I already know you do that�� He stopped and shut his eyes tightly.
The finger near his nipple tweaked the tip harshly, and Inuyasha moaned, turning his head away from her. �W-with your fingers.� He realised what had gone out of his mouth only the moment he heard it outside his head. If there had been a clock nearby, several of its ticking noises would have echoed around the room. Kagome didn�t so much as squeak.
When he couldn't take it any longer, Inuyasha opened his eyes and look straight into her blushing face. �Do you?�
�Wh-what?� She looked more than taken aback. In fact, she looked downright embarrassed. She quickly removed her hand from beneath his shirt, and strangely, he was disappointed at the loss of touch and her change in demeanor. A dominant Kagome was actually quite endearing.
�I said, do you fantasize about me?� he clarified, feeling much more confident. When she simply stared back at him, obviously having a difficult time maintaining eye contact, he deigned to chuckle at her expense.
�DO you fantasize about me? Come on, Kagome, this is something I would love to know.� His voice dropped to a low, seductive purr. �Do you finger yourself to climax while thinking about me when you�re alone? Is that what those photos of me on your ceiling were for?�
He continued pelting her with such intimate questions, questions he�d throttle anyone else for daring to throw her way, and she averted her gaze and brought her hands behind her back. But he didn�t stop. The visuals of her sprawled upon her bed, touching herself and calling out his name, were more than enough to send a rush of blood and tingles of sensations spiking toward his groin. Almost instantly the fabric covering his crotch was straining from his hard on.
�Kagome,� he teased when she still wouldn�t look his way, drawing her name out at the last syllable, a grin slowly spreading across his face. �Come on, don�t you know what the thought of you touching yourself like that does to me?�
He must have hit the magic words because she turned toward him and brought her hands in front again, threading her fingers together nervously. �I-�
�Kagome, you have me riled up. I think you�d better finish what you started,� he growled out with playful menace.
Her eyes darted around the room before settling firmly on him. �The- the acid��
He sighed, but he knew it had to be resolved. �I was mentally and emotionally fucked up and shouldn�t have done it, and I have no intention of ever using that stuff again,� he reassured her. �Now, I�ve been a bad little puppy, and I think you need to punish me.�
Inuyasha watched her movements carefully, trying to gauge her reaction and taking in her form hungrily. He hadn�t paid much attention before, but if he looked hard enough he could see her panties through her skirt. The skirt material was a light grey and somewhat sheer, so it was no wonder she�d worn a slip underneath. The darker colored fabric stood out quite well beneath it, nice and form fitting.
It took a moment before she finally began to approach him, nice and slow, a stern look flashing in her eyes. At first he thought he�d goaded her just a wee bit too far and angered her instead, but she soon proved him wrong.
�Inuyasha?� The smile on her face was somewhat frightening, and he barely suppressed a shudder. �Underneath my clothes, I�m wearing underwear. Really nice underwear. If you so much as put a run in them, I will leave you high and dry for weeks. Is that understood?�
�Yes.� Then he paused before tagging on something else. �I understand, Mistress Kagome.�
It seemed she hadn�t expected such a response. That must have been why she began to stutter. �A-and you will refer to yourself only as �the puppy,� understand?�
A low, humanish growl rumbled from him, but he nodded. �Yes, Mistress Kagome.�
�Does the puppy trust his mistress?�
�Yes, Mistress Kagome.�
�And you know that I trust you, right?�
�Yes, Mistress Kagome.�
�Well then, let me tell you one thing. If you ever try to punish me for what we�re doing tonight� the little puppy will have a lot less trust from me. Is that understood?�
Cursing under his breath, Inuyasha swallowed and sized her up apprehensively, fearing what was hidden up her sleeves. �Yes, Mistress Kagome.�
Kagome grinned like a madwoman.
The things he put up with.
Inuyasha watched her like a hawk as Kagome closed the distance between them and stooped to pick up the slip. He swallowed when she straightened and held it up in front of him and twisted it like a rope, thoughts of what she�d use it for pecking at him.
Would she still gag him? Maybe, very daringly, try out oxygen deprivation by knotting it tightly around his throat?
No, he corrected himself. She probably wouldn�t go for either option. Breath control was way out of her league, and he doubted she knew anything about it. And she�d already mentioned he�d be a screamer before the night was out�
He was plunged into darkness just as he made his next guess. She�d used it as a blindfold. A very amateur blindfold job, but an effective one. Fuck. He�d been right.
She was so close he could feel her breath warm his face. Short of his hearing it was his only way of telling where she was; his senses were pretty much numbed due to being human.
No scenting her out, no tracking her breathing like a predator lying in wait, and of course, no sighting her. Without all those senses he was lost and vulnerable, hers to toy with at her will.
Stupid blindfold.

My dear puppy, Kagome thought, you�re all mine tonight, and I have all the intentions of teasing you to hell and back.
Her hands cupped his face delicately, and soon her lips met his in a light, teasing brush, applying gentle pressure. Breathing heavily, he�d just begun to kiss back when she pulled away and stood straight and licked her lips. Shifting in his bindings and tugging erratically at his arms, he emitted a tiny whimper at the partial loss of touch, his jaw almost trembling within her hands.
She allowed her hands to slowly migrate down his neck, being certain to drag her nails across the scratch marks from earlier, causing him to flinch noisily in his seat. From his neck to the front of his chest went her hands, again trailing downward in a teasing, tantalizing manner. Though, she thought with a frown, with his shirt as a barrier she was causing less of a sensory attack.
She�d have to remedy that.
Quietly, Kagome pulled her hands away and playfully blew air at his mouth, causing him to lick his lips and take a deep breath. �Where do you keep scissors?�
�What for, Mistress Kagome?� he murmured.
�I want to snip your clothes off, piece by piece.�
�WHAT?� Inuyasha stiffened.
�Bad puppy!� She playfully smacked him on the knee, watching him shudder in response. Reaching a hand toward the bulge between his thighs, she squeezed gently, startling him into a low, drawn out moan. �The scissors!�
�In the- the second drawer from the top, left of the fridge?� he managed to utter before his brain turned entirely to mush.
�Thank you.� Her hand massaged his groin one last time before she turned on her heel and went for the kitchen, seeking out the designated location.
Upon her return she began at the lower pant leg on one side, avoiding the ropes that bound him. What would be the fun of this torture if he was free to move around, anyway?
As she worked on cutting up his clothing Kagome could tell Inuyasha was paying intimate attention to the snipping of fabric just by how still he held himself. The way he constantly held his breath as the cool metal of the scissors traveled oh so close to his skin sent a feeling of empowerment washing over Kagome.
She was responsible for making him feel like this. She had all the control here. There was nothing he could do about it. He was practically begging for it anyway. He�d ordered her to punish him for being a bad little puppy, and oh, she certainly would. She�d make sure she enjoyed herself during the entire experience, and possibly let him find pleasure when she so desired. Her ministrations would dictate his reactions. His pleasure was at her fingertips, hers to manipulate.
Having hacked his lower garments to pieces and left him in just his boxers and shirt, Kagome tugged the last scrap of ragged material from between the ropes and his skin and threw it over her shoulder, where it landed in a pile with the rest of it. His finely haired legs lay exposed to her scrutiny, and setting down the scissors, she took advantage of the situation by smoothing her hands along his thighs, reveling in the light friction between her palms and his skin.
�Mistress Kagome?� he whimpered out in a hushed, panicky voice.
Pouting at the interruption and playing along, she scraped her nails harshly along the fleshy sides of his thighs. The sensations made him nearly screech at the intensity. �What does the puppy want?� she grumbled, reaching for the tent in his boxers. A light squeeze toward the base had him squirming in his seat in no time and tugging at the cuffs.
�H-how naughty has the puppy been?� Hopeful sounding pants followed his whimpering little outcry, and Kagome smiled. She loved the effect she was having on him. This little game of dominance was turning out to be quite fun.
�Veeeeeery naughty,� she piped. �Puppy needs to be punished. And guess how I�m going to punish you now?�
�The puppy doesn�t know, Mistress Kagome.� He wet his lips again, breathing heavily and groaning when she stroked his erection.
�I�m wearing lingerie under these clothes. I�m going to strip down to them, and you won�t be able to watch,� she explained, her smile growing wider by the second. The look of realization passing over him excited her. �You can�t see me, you can�t touch me, and you can�t go anywhere. You�re mine to toy with as I see fit.�
He made a soft murmuring sound, and she asked him to repeat what he said.
�Yes, the puppy understands.�
�Yes who?� she taunted.
�Yes, Mistress Kagome.�
�Good.�
And as she let go of his cock, stepping back and standing straight, Kagome was secretly glad he was blindfolded. Stripping for him still made her feel self-conscious about her nude body. Knowing he couldn�t watch, knowing he was helpless as it was, boosted her confidence.
Within moments her skirt and blouse littered the floor, joining the pile of shredded scraps behind her. She was down to her bra and panties, and these weren�t just any set of undergarments she�d picked out. It went over her head how Miroku could have managed to guess her exact size, even down to cup size, but she was glad he�d picked out something fairly tame.
A light chill rushed across her skin, and she let a faint shiver run through her. Tame as it was, the bra accentuated her bust in a way that left a good portion of the top of her breasts exposed. It made her feel strangely scandalous. Likewise, the panties rose much higher upon her hips than she was accustomed to wearing.
But she was certain Miroku had had a difficult time picking out the matching set from whatever other skimpy articles Sexworld sold. She could almost imagine him straining his brain trying to decide between this and something more racy, then opting for the safer choice at the distressing thought of Inuyasha coming after him should the hanyou ever find out who had given her such undergarments in the first place.
She scowled. The idiot had even had the nerve to leave the original price tags on. At least it was lingerie and not an actual sex toy or something. This was something she wouldn�t cringe at the thought of her mother finding in her bedroom.
Kagome brushed all those thoughts aside, sick of the dillydallying she�d been doing and more than ready to progress with things as it were.
She crossed her arms and rubbed her hands over her upper arms in reassurance before bending to grasp the scissors by the handles again and closing the very short distance between her and her subject of punishment. She settled astraddle his lap, facing him. She was damp between her thighs, slick and wet. Thoughts of anticipation and their closeness made it difficult to keep her limbs from trembling.
Inuyasha inhaled deeply at the sound of more snipping and the feel of the scissors gliding upon his skin as she began mutilating his shirt. His thigh muscles, already under agitation due to his arousal, tensed under her weight. He remained tightlipped and looked straight ahead, as if he could see her through the makeshift blindfold she�d knotted around his head.
Kagome continued cutting up his shirt in an agonizingly slow manner. In between each piece she removed, after each patch of skin she revealed, she stuck the scissors in her bra and brought her lips close to his but never touching.
Always, always, she went no further than those rings of his she loved so much, brushing her lips against them in a teasing manner and warming his lips with her breath. Meanwhile, her hands would be busy dancing upon his chest, leaving behind a trail of fiery scratches, and stroking his hard on with delicate fingertips.
Inuyasha was under strict orders not to move a muscle. He was not to squirm under her ministrations, not to attempt kissing her, not to fight the ropes that bound him or try breaking the chain between his cuffs, not to arch his back at her touch. Nothing. If he did any such thing he was promptly slapped across the cheek. Playful, not too firm and definitely not painful, but still a slap. It took him a few times before getting the message.
The only allowance she�d given him was permission to vocalise the torturous pleasure she was wreaking upon his body.
And holy fuck was he vocal.
Trembling in place, Inuyasha was a whimpering, whining, groaning, moaning little mess with choppy, staccato breathing peppering upon her face when they were close enough. And if that wasn�t enough of a clue just how torturously delightful she was making him feel, the ever growing thickness of his velvety shaft, which she�d freed through the opening in his undergarments, was proof all by itself.
By the time she had removed the last piece of his shirt from his bound form and tossed it aside, her fingers were slick from his pre-cum. She was using it as lubrication while stroking him from base to tip. The last time they had had sex he had instructed her on the best way to touch him down there. After shedding her nervousness she had quickly caught on, just as she was currently displaying.
Finally, she went snipping away at his boxers and tossed aside the top scraps, then flung the scissors over her shoulder. They landed halfway across the room with a clatter.
Ignoring the throbbing ache between her thighs, Kagome brought herself closer against him. With one hand still firmly wrapped around his warm shaft she ordered him to bow his head forward. He did so blindly, his nose and lips connecting with her upper chest. She whispered for him to slowly kiss his way down to the fullness of her breast, as far as he could go without moving any fabric aside.
The moment he obediently began trailing hot, wet kisses down her skin, occasionally nuzzling the supple flesh in an affectionate manner, liquid heat pooled to feed the already persistent ache she was feeling.
Each kiss he blessed her exposed skin with was punctuated by a guttural outcry. She was stroking him firmly and quickly to keep him on his toes, and it was working. The way his breath tantalized her skin as much as his lips and jewelry did was making it very difficult for her to keep quiet and concentrate on her task of distracting him. If he wanted to please her, he�d have to literally work his ass off for it.
When he reached the material of the bra he stopped, waiting for her next instruction. It was up to her if he would be allowed to tug it down with his teeth and nurse from her nipple, or if he would be shit out of luck.
His mistress was kind, though, and she lightly stroked the back of his head and arched her back, thrusting her chest closer to his face. �Does the puppy want to suck upon his mistress�s breast?�
�If it pleases Mistress Kagome, the puppy would like that.�
�Good puppy.� With a smile she gripped the head of his cock in a firm, pinching lock and applied pressure, eliciting a painful, desire-filled whimper that slowly deteriorated into a low-gut moan. �Nurse from me.�
Kagome had to grit her teeth and suck in a breath to counter the electrifying rough-play he exerted upon her breast once it was exposed, he was sucking so hard and diligently and hungrily at it. He drew as much of her into his mouth as he could, wetting the flesh, then drew back slightly to begin teething and teasing at her quickly hardening nipple.
Her frame shook with a shiver of desire and a suppressed moan, and she held his head in place. He was suckling upon her breast like a starved child.
Inuyasha tugged at the hardened tip and bit it lightly, rolling the flesh between his teeth. With shut eyes Kagome yelped and whimpered, but she didn�t yank his head away. There was no doubt she wanted him to continue the pleasurable task.
Her legs shook in place and breathy sobs stretching across an octave escaped her throat, both now immediate responses to having him teethe her nipple and bat at it with his tongue jewelry. She continued petting his hair, her fingers mussing up his bangs, desperate to keep her hands away from the moistness of her panties and the tightness she felt down there.
In between gasps she begged for more, and he complied.
Kagome finally pulled his head away, one thumb stroking his jaw line. She pressed her lips to his and wrapped her arms around his shoulders tightly, snugly. She gave in to the delirious feeling swimming around in her head as the two of them became teeth and tongues, her body grinding against his, and his body quivering and writhing in response.
After a while she let go and pulled away, sliding off his lap to stand in front of him. She kept her hands on his knees. She couldn�t have him panicking at the loss of her touch, now, could she? Bending over, she slowly clawed at his thighs, raking her nails across the sensitized skin. Inuyasha thrashed in place and bit his lip to keep from moaning.
Kagome smiled, enjoying his reaction. She decided to do it several more times, each repeat taking her closer to his inner thigh area until he was practically screaming bloody murder.
�Thrash around all you like now, puppy,� she said in a voice a vixen would use. �I like knowing I�m the one responsible for your pleasure.� The longer she stayed in the role, the more Kagome enjoyed the power rush she felt. �Tell me, puppy, do you desire your mistress?�
His thighs shaking all the while, Inuyasha took a moment in between gasps to answer with a �Yes, Mistress Kagome. Your puppy wants you and desires you. Your puppy wants to be inside you. Please, please stop the torture! The puppy�s been punished! Puppy only wants to please you.�
Kagome�s response was a deep, delicate scratch along his inner thigh, far too close to his privates for comfort, making him hiss aloud. "I don�t think the puppy is sorry enough."
�Please, Mistress Kagome!� he begged and struggled beneath the ropes. Kagome pouted.
This time her hands went for his hardness. Two fingers on either side of the shaft, she stroked him slowly but firmly. With a grimace Inuyasha tried in vain to sharply buck his hips. The ropes held him firmly to the wooden chair. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and continued stroking him. The moisture budding at the tip of his straining cock served for more lubricant. It soon coated her fingers.
Experimentally, while ignoring his intense vocalizations, Kagome took one hand away and licked the slickness from two fingers, keeping the other hand busy. The taste was barely detectable, but it wasn�t unpleasant. She decided to bend down further. She felt it was as good a time as any for her first time of orally pleasuring him.
At the feel of her warm, wet tongue taking in the taste of his cock, Inuyasha froze, letting loose a surprised screech comprised of a string of choice curse words.
Then he gasped when she took him fully into her mouth and caressed her lips along the skin of his shaft. He arched his back and bucked into her mouth so forcefully the chair rocked forward, sending her head whamming straight into his belly.
With a cry of annoyance Kagome pulled away and grumbled. The moron had nearly made her bite down on him by doing that. �Bad puppy! No interrupting your mistress when she�s giving you pleasure!� she chastised, smacking him on the chest.
He groaned, his head tilting back and a frown upon his lips. �Please! The puppy is sorry!�
�Bad puppy,� she repeated, then attempted to mimic his growls. It was a miserable failure and didn�t sound very threatening, but he got the message.
�Yes, the puppy was bad, Mistress Kagome,� he agreed.
She smiled. �The puppy must behave if he wants to get any tonight.� He nodded emphatically, and she held the shaft firmly in her hands, pressing her lips to the head and teasing it before parting them.
Kagome mouthed and sucked it lightly, applying gentle, swirling pressure with her tongue. Everything she did was coming from scratch so she hoped Inuyasha would be kind enough to help her out along the way. What felt good, what didn�t, whatever.
Inuyasha groaned as she took more of him into her mouth and drew back, her head bobbing. Then those groans turned to whimpers, and though she couldn�t see what he was doing, she could tell he was writhing to get free. His restraints would keep him in place, though, and Kagome pulled away completely to snicker at the thought.
She returned to orally pleasuring him at the sound of his whimpers of withdrawal and several pleas that she continue, reveling in the sounds he was making. They made her feel powerful. She began lightly stimulating the lower part of his shaft with her hands, gliding the loose skin up and down the thick hardness, while caressing the sensitive head with her lips and tongue.
Judging by the way Inuyasha was currently groaning and slackening in his seat, she knew he�d make certain that she pleasure him this way in the future. In mid thought she took more of his length into her mouth, then immediately realized what a mistake it was when she started choking and gagging. She quickly released his cock and stumbled back a step. It took her a moment or two of coughing, but she recovered.
�You know, I don�t think giving oral is really for me,� she wheezed to herself once she was able to breathe again and Inuyasha�s shaft was safely not inside her mouth.
Inuyasha deigned to chuckle at her expense. She slapped him on the knee for it. �No mocking your mistress!�
�Yes, Mistress Kagome,� he answered.
She looked up and saw he wore a very smug grin. She sighed in annoyance and stood fully straight, then sat upon his lap again. �Wipe that grin off your face, right now,� she ordered, one hand gripping his chin harshly.
Inuyasha was wise to do so.
�May the puppy ask something of his mistress?�
Kagome turned away from him and looked around the room. She wasn�t certain what else she could put him through. Her mind had run dry of ideas. Some mistress she was. �Go ahead.�
�The puppy asked earlier, but you did not answer.�
�Ask again.� Kagome knew exactly what he was about to ask, but she wanted to hear him repeat it.
�Please, the puppy wants to be inside his mistress.�
�Will the puppy behave?� she asked, hiding a grin behind her hand even though he was still blindfolded. The tone he�d used made him sound cute.
�Yes, he will, Mistress Kagome.� A light smile graced his face again. She considered it an acceptable smile.
�Tell me where you keep the condoms,� she said.
Inuyasha paused to think for a moment before stating he kept them upstairs in the bathroom medicine cabinet. She gave him a disgruntled look but patted him on the shoulder, telling him she�d be right back. Upstairs she quickly located them, exactly where he�d said, and came back downstairs, one little packet in hand.
His head turned at the sound of her approaching footsteps. Kagome stopped at his side, shed her panties and tore the packet open, removing the flimsy thing from inside and discarding the rest. She glanced at his erection, pleased to see he hadn�t softened during her absence. She put the condom in place and sheathed his length with it, rolling it down to the base. Heavy breathing and light moans came from Inuyasha during the entire process, at each touch of her fingers.
Kagome awkwardly half straddled, half hovered over his lap and took hold of his erection, guiding the tip toward her entrance. She slowly eased herself down with a gasp, allowing him to slip inside and fill her completely. Inuyasha strained beneath her, trying to move his hips. He whimpered after several failed attempts. The ropes held quite tightly, digging into his skin. If he had the strength to break them it would have already happened.
She cupped his cheek and brushed her lips against his, rising a short distance off his lap and back down again. It was awkward for them both, but they soon found a workable rhythm. Something torturously slow but pleasurable all the same. They shared desperate, heated kisses while her fingers teased his nipples and she rode upon him, inflicting hip movement that sent both of their minds reeling from penetration after penetration. She slowly built up her speed, hands on his shoulders now.
Inuyasha trembled in place. He was unable to move, unable to see, unable to control anything. All of his attention was focused upon the searing ministrations of Kagome�s lips and tongue and the way she gasped into his mouth as she rhythmically impaled herself upon his cock.
The tightness of the ropes was no longer a concern, and to hell with rope burn. The raging tightness in his groin was screaming for him to fuck her, and fuck her he would, or die trying. He started bucking his hips each time he found himself deep inside her, groaning and panting.
It only took him a few feeble thrusts before he came inside her, quickly breaking off their current kiss to moan and pant, his energy spent.
And Kagome? She was still going strong.
He tipped his head back and groaned, cursing under his breath. A girl whose virginity he took only a week ago had exhausted his stamina, and he�d been fucking for four centuries. That was a first.
Kagome�s nails dug into his shoulders like talons, so deep and fierce they made him wince, and her back went rigid shortly before she came down one last time and stilled, giving a muted outcry.
She collapsed forward, slumping with an exhausted sigh, loosening her fierce grip upon his shoulders to rest her head upon it. A good minute or two later she still hadn�t moved from the spot.
Had she fallen asleep on him or was she simply worn out? Being still blindfolded all he had to go by was his stupid human hearing. Remaining tied and handcuffed to a chair for the remainder of the night while completely naked, and with a sleeping Kagome on top of him while he was still inside her, was� not exactly his idea of a fun time.
Well, maybe the latter half of it, but definitely scratch being bound like this.
�Kagome?� No response. He nudged her head with his. �Kagome?� Her reply was a pathetic grumble of questionable intelligibility. �You think you could untie me now?� She responded with a grunt. �Damnit, wake up and get off of me. If you want to sleep, there�s always my bed upstairs.�
�Fine,� she muttered sleepily but did not move.
At this moment Inuyasha was glad he possessed a wonderful little quality known as patience.
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The next evening at work Kagome was determined to finally speak with Naraku on the matter of her pay raise, or lack thereof, as the case still seemed to prove. However, with the crowds so far that day...
Kagome suppressed a sigh as she phoned upstairs for a refreshment of the change bank, her eyes staring blankly at the hordes of people in thick lines. She was having a difficult enough time keeping them short. Naraku could wait until later.
Once off the phone she helped a recently hired employee get accustomed with the box office touch screen computer system. Then she waited by the little half-gate, watching the cashiers handle the crowds, acting as the overseer she was, and resting her legs. They were already aching and she�d barely been there two hours.
When the phone rang again it was to alert her the managers were sending down more ones, fives and quarters. Into the back room she went, opening the clear door to the quantum tube transport thing and pulled out the plastic tube containing the change they�d sent. The transport thing, which she still had no better term for, was a vacuum chute used for transporting money and other things in tubes between the box office and the GMO.
She quickly dealt with the money and went back out front to keep an eye on the customers. The third movie in that trilogy of horror spoofs had come out that weekend. With the type of crowd it was attracting, she had to make certain the customer/staff member relationship stayed on an even keel, and more for the benefit of protecting her coworkers� asses than the customers�. Crappy yet popular flicks always drew the worst moviegoers.
The lines remained long and clogged for the next hour, and Kagome almost wished she could work a register just to cut them down a bit. She found it sad that five open registers wasn�t enough. The most she could do was help deal with rowdy customers, which popped up more often than usual.
She had just finished explaining why the theater had been closed the previous Monday to yet another perturbed customer (not that she was at liberty to reveal much of the detail behind the circumstances of the poster theft, which still hadn�t been solved) when she saw the lines had begun to dwindle. She silently cheered and glanced at Denise�s computer screen to check the time. Ah, it was time for the eight o�clock drops.
Kagome quickly gathered everyone�s large bills, register by register, and filed them away in blue pencil case-like bags that were numbered by register, and she tucked them under her arm as she went into the back to count everything out before. Then there was filling out the deposit slip, noting how much came from whose drawer, binding the notes for easier counting, and the other necessary details she�d grown accustomed to when doing drops.
In the middle of binding twenties into bundles of fifty she ran out of the correctly labeled paper bands, so she put other ones on inside out and labeled them in pen. It would have to do for now. Then she wrote out a note detailing the need for more of the thousand dollar bands, knowing more were upstairs.
Up the tube the money and notations went, and she went back out and sent half the cashiers on break. Allen Schultz came by and let her on break, stating he�d take care of the box office employees while she was gone, and Kagome eagerly took the offer and ran upstairs to clock out.
While Naraku had been on duty since she�d arrived, she felt the most opportune time to discuss things with him would be during her break. She suspected it would turn into more of a confrontation than she would prefer, and confrontations were always best handled at times and places away from prying eyes and responsibility. She didn�t want to shirk her supervisor position just to argue over money.
Stopping at the GMO after the break room, Kagome rapped on the door and stood waiting for several minutes. No one answered, so she figured he was elsewhere in the building for the moment. She�d locate him later. She was hungry and thirsty and her legs ached and she wanted to sit down somewhere and� hell, she needed that break for normal break activity. She could spare coming back in fifteen minutes.
So she visited the café on the first floor of Border�s for a muffin and a bottle of pop. Then a quick perusal here and there was all that stopped her from returning to the third floor immediately. When she did and passed by the concession stand she waved to Inuyasha, a smile on her face, keeping her eyes on him as she jogged past.
Just as she was about to reach the GMO the door swung open and out stepped two cops. One she recognized, the other she didn�t, or at least she didn�t think she did. Unless of course she�d seen him pass by somewhere. It was very possible.
�What a coincidence,� the familiar cop said, a stern look on his face.
Kagome stared at him. She knew him as Corporal Stenton. She�d often seen him hanging around the theater with Kagura when he was on Naraku�s payroll. �A coincidence?� Was she expected?
The cop beside him squinted slightly before a look of recognition passed over his face. �Haven�t I met you before, young lady?� He raised a brow at her.
�I, I don�t know,� she answered, a feeling of unease working its way into her gut.
Corporal Stenton motioned for her to follow them inside, telling her Naraku wanted to see her.
�I was planning to talk to Naraku anyway,� she said as she entered the GMO with them. �He�s been gypping me on my pay raise.�
�Oh, now I wouldn�t really call it that, Kagome,� came a voice from inside the cash room, startling her. Its door was only halfway open, but she knew who was talking. The cop she hadn�t recognized from before clicked the door shut and stood in front of it like a security guard. Kagome�s wary gaze flicked from him to the corporal to the door opening the rest of the way, and Naraku himself stepped out. Something didn�t seem right.
�A-and what would you call it?� she demanded, attempting to keep her cool. It had been a good month and a half since she�d been promoted. Where the hell was her pay raise? What had she done to deserve having it revoked? Naraku had better have answers or she would finally use higher methods like she should have done a while ago. This type of practice was illegal, wasn�t it?
Instead of answering, Naraku sat himself down at the desk before her and gestured that she sit as well. She obeyed, a frown on her face, wondering what she was getting into.
�Kagome,� he began, his voice congenial, �you know I like you very much as an employee.�
Kagome wasn�t certain where this was going, but she knew she didn�t like it. �And if that�s so, why haven�t I gotten my pay raise like I was supposed to a while ago?�
He examined his fingernails with an interest that was almost condescending to her. �Probationary period, of course,� he glanced up at her, �and right now it looks like you won�t be getting that raise after all.�
�But-�
�Jamar,� he called out in a detached fashion, �would you mind stepping in here please?�
Kagome turned worried, outraged eyes toward the cash room door and watched the aforementioned Junior Manager step out. He must have been hiding in there deliberately. But what shocked her was her school bag hanging from his hand by the straps.
She demanded to know the meaning of all this and what he was doing with her stuff, but Naraku held up a hand for her silence and asked that Jamar place the bag on the desktop. �Kagome, I think you have some explaining to do,� he said, leveling a hard glare at her.
�I- I don�t know what you�re talking about,� she responded, her voice wavering, and she instantly hated how she�d just sounded. Oblivious though she was, now she sounded like she was trying to cover something up.
Naraku unzipped the front pocket and pulled out a bundle of twenties wrapped in one of the reversed paper bands she�d labeled herself. �Mind explaining what a thousand dollars is doing in your bag?�
Kagome stared. First at Naraku, then the money, then Jamar, back to the money, and finally Naraku again.
Kagome took a long time to recover from her speechlessness. Her throat kept tightening up with rage and pent up emotions. Each attempt to find her voice was consistently unsuccessful. When she finally spoke again, she had pretty much zoned out, paying little attention to her surroundings and what Naraku, Jamar, and the two cops were saying.
She was zoned out and numb.
She barely registered the less familiar cop reading the Miranda rights for her and then ending it by saying he knew where he�d seen her before. She barely registered his snarky comment about her being a proven troublemaker; he�d caught her out past curfew on that bridge, hadn�t he, and now she was stealing, wasn�t she�
And she barely registered the tears lining her eyes and rolling down her face as she stood with her hands behind her back, allowing the corporal to handcuff her wrists together and tug on them, testing for tightness.
While she was being escorted she was so detached from everything and everyone else that she almost didn�t notice she had temporarily stopped walking. Through her foggy mind, she suddenly discerned Inuyasha blocking their way, a shocked look on his face. But that glimmer of clarity was gone within a flash as the hands tugging at her arms briskly pulled her away from him and kept her moving.
It wasn�t until she was none too gently placed inside a car and had the door slammed shut on her, locking her inside, that she broke out of her self-induced trance and began sobbing quietly to herself.
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A/N: -gets pelted by stinky laundry and faints-
Okay, now that that uproar is over, I would like to make a few notations. First, there is now a Movie House Hanyou LJ community. It�s called movihousehanyou (15 letter max, oh well). Join if you like.
Second, Movie House Hanyou has been voted Best Drama of 2004 over at the Inuyasha FanGuild. Hooray! What an honor!
Third, There are some new pieces of Umezu-san fanart ^ ^ links below!

www. deviantart. com/view /16162137/ - by Cyan I�d

www. deviantart. com/view /16115113/ - by Ijiness
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