Fortune's Fury | By : OutOfContext Category: InuYasha > General Views: 1390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s Note: This is to Fallen Miko, and
I hope you continue to read this story. I never thought of it as hounding, as
in most fan fiction I have read, they tend to ask for reviews for chapters, and
as AFF shows hit count, I figured that I could at least ask. It is nice to get
reviews and whatnot, but thinking about it, it is just as good to see your hits
go up. It is really just as satisfying. Il sel seriously take your comment to
heart and be a little more patient, hoping my readers will take it into their
own account to review, and I might hound a little every now and then, but I
will try not to sound so pushy. I am sorry if I in any way offended you, and I
always appreciate my reader’s opinions, even if it really has nothing to do
with the story. Hopefully this chapter will go at just as decent a pace as the
last one, and I hope that you are just as pleased. The time you took to make
this comment really meant something to me and I hope that I can reflect that
well enough. And sorry, I am a little wordy. It’s a bad habit.
MC, I just
wanted to let you know, that the rating is oomphed! I hadn’t realized that I
had rated the last chapters PG13. Oops? It was a complete accident. Anyhow, it
is up to R and will probably be NC17 later…
For the rest of you, I only
got 9 reviews, but it is definitely good enough, especially since I was so
pleased with that last comment. I don’t think I should have been, but I was,
and I want to thank each and every one of you for your time in reading this
story. For those of you that reviewed, Anon,
Metalic*Roses, Akuma_River, Denice and Inusgirl, I thank you especially
much for the time you took to post a little comment!
Here is Chapter Three!
"Experience--that's the wonderful
quality that enables you to recognize a mistake when you're making it
again."
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Fortune’s Fury
Chapter Three: Fathers,
Fights and Folders
Out of Context
Rating: R ßNotice the
Change.
Summary: AU [IK] She
would never forget that he was responsible for her late husband’s death, or
ever stop blaming him, but as she joins him in the workplace, fighting over the
company he and her husband had co-founded, she couldn’t ignore the feeling he
stirred inside her, thelineling of lust, and of desire.
Disclaimer: I own neither
Inu-yasha (or all that that entitles) nor the “dime-store smut” that this idea
formed off the back cover of. Just wanted to clear that up.
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Flashbacks.
“Dialogue.”
The Story. Obviously.
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“Forgive me, Father, for I
have sinned. I have looked upon a woman with less than honorable intentions,
even though this woman is my late partner’s wife. I have lied to her in order
to make her angry, manipulated her, only to amuse myself. And worst of all, I
have placed her in compromising positions on numerous occasiogoadgoading her on
to try and sate my own desire…”
Inu-yasha trailed off as his
mind snapped to the afternoon before, remembering heatedly one such
confrontation.
He’d always been one to be turned on by challenges to
his dominance, and with no one but God here to judge his actions, he grabbed
her wrist as she tried to strike for the fourth time, roughly shoving her
against the door behind her and pinning her hands above her head.. Leaning in,
that ever-present smirk still there, he glanced at her face, trying to gauge
her reactions. Seeing nothing but shock, he went in for the kill, capturing her
rosy lips between his own, his hand already reaching behind her head to untie
her hair from its harsh bun.
Her silken locks cascaded down her back as his lips
trailed down her throat, nipping and sucking alternatively, eliciting small
groans from the trapped woman. One of his hands slid lower, coming to rest on
her breast, kneading it softly, until she moaned his name.
“Hojo…”
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He was pulled from his
reverie to hear a slight snicker behind the thin divider where he was givings cos confessional.
He frowned. He knew that
laugh. It was the “I-know-who-you-are-but-you-don’t-know-me” snicker. And he
knew that voice. His frown deepened.
“I thought you were placed
on probation, Miroku, for harassment or something.”
“Heh, how’d you know it was
me?”
“Who else laughs at the
confessor? Isn’t that like… Bad service or something? And so you know, it is
not a funny situation.” Inu-yasha added with an even larger crease in his face.
“Well, I’m sorry. I was just
imagining you. You’ll have to tell me about her. For you to take an interest in
her, boy, she must be something. I bet she has a nice ass…” Miroku pondered to
himself, imagining the juicy piece of flesh in his mind. He could feel the
lecherous tendencies growing stronger. “So, you want to get out of this stuffy
box? It’s almost my lunch break and I’m tired of listening to whiny brats
confess all their dirty secrets. It’s only so much fun for so long. I should
have been a pimp… Where’d I get the idea to go into the service of God?”
“Yes, or I mean no.”
He stepped closer to her.
“How about you show me what
you found?”
“What are you talking
about?”
Kagome took a step backwards
in response to his second step in advance.
“Let’s not do this again,
Kagome. I’m tired of playing guessing games. Show me.”
“I really don’t know what
you are talking about.”
She began to panic. He was
going to ruin what she spent all lunch accomplishing. He was going to ruin it.
“I think you do. I think you
know exactly what I mean. Give me back those folders.”
“No. I won’t do it,” she
whispered softly as the distance between the two bodies closed.
“You will, otherwise I will
not be a very happy man, Kagome, and you don’t want to see me mad. Just because
you are a woman, that doesn’t mean that I will spare you anything. Give me the
folders, now.”
“No.”
The tears sprang to her eyes
unbidden as she tried to turn away, his hands hot upon her skin. She wanted to
ignore the feeling he ignited in her, to throw away her petty feud, but pride
wouldn’t allow it, and the sense of betrayal she felt every time he touched her
filled her with grief.
“Look at me, Kagome.” She
turned her head further to the side, refusing to meet his gaze and hugging the
folders closer to her chest, protecting them. “I said look at me.” His hand
roughly twisted her head to face him. “Those are mine. Give them back.”
Even the words wouldn’t come
this time, as she battled that feeling inside her. All she could manage was a
simple little shake of her head, the most defiant gesture she could think of at
the moment.
“Come on,” his calloused
fingers rubbed her shoulders, his other hand still holding her gaze with his
own, his voice softer than she ever remembered hearing it. “This isn’t getting
you anywhere.”
“I’ll win this bet,” the
dark haired woman finally squeaked out.
“All of this effort for a
bet?” Inu-yasha still continued his ministrations.
She frowned slightly. “Yes…
I have to win the company…” Why did it sound like she was questioning herself?
“So you can stress over it
for the rest of your life?” Suddenly, her idea didn’t sound as good, at least
not coming from him.
“Yes…”
He knew from experience that
if he had kissed her right then, as he so wanted to, she would have responded.
Inu-yasha leaned in right next to her ear to whisper, his
breath brushing her skin slightly, sending soft
tingles of excitement down her spine. “Is this what Hojo
would want?” His golden eyes widened in a smug smirk, sliding the folders from
her loose arms, waiting for the anger to set in when she realized their
position and her ‘betrayal’ to her husband, and the fact that she had thought
about compromising her goal of revenge. He had her figured out.
Plus, he didn’t want to hear
her husband’s name on her lips, he didn’t want to hear his best friend’s name
moaned in her breathless voice, he wanted to hear his own, and seeing as how
that wasn’t going to happen, there was no reason to cause himself unnecessary
heartbreak. And that meant there was no reason to kiss her.
Yes, Inu-yasha
was a man of reason.
He rolled his eyes at
himself, bracing for the slap that was on its way to connect with the soft
flesh of his cheek.
“Bastard! I can’t believe you would think I would give up this
company and put it in your slimy hands! There is no fucking way, do you hear
me? No fucking way!”
Yes, Kagome was back to her
usual self.
With that, she stormed out,
completely forgetting the folder that he had stealthily stolen from her
clutches as she was distracted. He just smiled that wicked smile.
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“So, you have a thing for Hojo’s girl, is that it, Inu-yasha?”
His black eyes twinkled in mirth as he munched on a little French fry, using it
as a tool to make his point every now and then.
“Sure.”
Why did he agree to this
lunch date anyhow? He gave himself a hard enough time without having to deal
with Miroku too. He really should have thought this
over better.
“So, tell me about her… Just
a little bit, you know, to quench my curiosity.”
“I thought curiosity killed
the cat.”
“Well, I’m not a cat.”
Inu-yasha rolled his eyes again. Miroku
obviously wasn’t planning on giving up anytime soon. He might as well get it
over with.
“Don’t you know her? I swear
you two met at something or another, didn’t you?” A
blank stare met him from across the table. “Alright… Here goes…” And with that Inu-yasha described the girl, physically and
personality-wise, and proceeded to tell a drooling religious man about their
few encounters.
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Author’s Note: Sorry this chapter is so short. I’ve
been swamped with homework and now that the first week is over, it is looking
to be a little bit lighter, and I just felt like posting what I had. I hope you
enjoy!
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