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The S-android	By : Karaumea Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 10141 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I neither own Inuyasha or the other characters from the anime/manga, nor do I make any money by writing this story. However, the S-android belongs to me.

Chapter List
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"Talking"
Thinking
Chapter 3: Temptation

He restrained himself from punching the nearest wall. Turning back from the door, he continued pacing the small room like he had been doing for the last two hours. It didn't help much to alleviate his nerves, for he had to turn back after every fifth step due to the constricted space. He was itching to have some action so that his muscles would stop screaming at him. He's been scooped up in this small room for the last week. Not being used to staying in one place for such a long time doing nothing, he felt himself like a prisoner. A whole fucking week... Dammit!

It was the same routine everyday. The girl, Kagome, would leave in the morning and would not return until after dinner time. He would brood in the room as to how to find a way to contact Miroku. He guessed that Sango lady had a secure line in her room. He tried to get to her room too many times to count; however, there were always someone around in this damned place. As a result, he would sneak out of the room and into the halls at least five times a day, only to hurry back not be sighted by one of the stupid robots or the officers that filled almost every floor in the building. Just when he would reach the point where he wouldn't care if he was found out or not, Kagome would come back, her face tired, but still smiling. They would have dinner together; all the while she would talk about her day with unnecessary enthusiasm. Keh! The stupid girl must have the dullest life one can ever live. Honestly, what's there to be so fucking cheerful about?!

He thought it to be strange at first that the girl would talk to him non-stop about anything and everything as if he was not a dumb robot, but a real person... as if he was her friend. No need to mention that he had been irritated by her constant chattering, for he wasn't used to, nor did he care about being around others for a long time. He was a loner for god's sake! However, if he had to be honest with himself, he would admit that he started to like having her around... only in the tiniest bit, of course.

Maybe that was why he did not resist when she wanted to play poker with him last night. He had to admit that it wasn't so bad. Her eyes would light up whenever her hand was strong, but she would scrunch her nose and wrinkle her eyebrows to hide it. He actually liked that face she made, thought it was cute. His favorite, however, was when she was bluffing. She would chew her bottom lip mercilessly when she thought he was not looking. Luckily, she did not know how wrong she was. Watching her, he found it hard to resist getting up and biting that abused flesh himself. Not to mention that every time she did that, he could not stop the images of her lips and teeth playing with him rather than with each other, making it quite uncomfortable for him to sit still in his constricting clothes.

And then there was the habit of tweaking his ears she got used to doing since that first day after the incident in the bathroom. If only she would stop doing that... but, no... she wouldn't do that, would she? In fact, as if to mock him, she went even further and started combing his hair and stroking his ears for hours every night after dinner. Now, that irritated him even more. It wasn't because he didn't like it, mind you. It was because he liked it a little too much. Her soft touch did things to him he wouldn't dare even dream of. He growled at the memory of the agony he felt the last time she played with his ears after making him lay between her legs on her bed, his head resting on her stomach while she bent her head down to get a better look at his face on her half-sitting position, causing silky strands of her hair caress his cheeks. Unknown to the girl, under the mask of sleep he wore, he had been fighting hard to stop himself from turning back and shredding her clothes out of his way before fucking her senseless.

Dammit! As if her mere presence wasn't tempting enough... If the idiot knew what was going through his mind while she obliviously worked him up every night, he was sure she would run away without looking back. And that was the real problem... He never had to hold himself back when he wanted a woman, but with her, he had no other options but to wait for her to make the first move, and that made him want her even more... more than anything he had ever wanted. He had hoped that she would let him fuck her once she was comfortable around him. Keh! As if! Just why in the seven hells would someone buy a S-android if they won't fuck the hell out of it?! Stupid... stupid... But then again, that question was partially answered last night, wasn't it?

Last night, he had woken up panting, his forehead covered in sweat. It had been the same nightmare again... the one he had been suffering from time to time since his childhood. Everything had been covered in flames. He had heard a woman screaming from the other room. He had run to answer her pleas for help, but as always, a dark figure had blocked his way, hovering over his childish form. The next scream he had heard had been the end of his nightmare. Although he had guessed who the woman had been, he had never been able to reach her.

Once the horror of the nightmare had subsided, he had leaned his head back to the wall and breathed deeply, getting ready to fall back asleep. That had been when he had heard it. His over-sensitive ears had picked up the almost inaudible whimpers coming from the girl. He had stood up to see her balled up in her bed, her small body shaking violently. Afraid that she had gotten sick, he had rushed to her side, and sitting next to her on the bed, put his hand to her forehead to feel her temperature. He had been expecting to find her burning up, but the girl was surprisingly cold.

The moment he had taken his hand back, she had shot up in the bed with a cry of ‘no,' scaring the shit out of him. Seeing him sitting right next to her, she had literally thrown herself into his arms under his shocked gaze. Not knowing what to do, he had stayed there frozen and let her hug him for a few seconds before enveloping her small body with his strong arms and letting her feel the safety of his embrace. She had obviously had a nightmare of her own, and he had known what one needed in those times. Oh, how he had wished he had had someone to hold him like that. Ironically, it felt good to be giving for once.

He still didn't know if it had worked or not but it definitely had done something for she had buried her face into the crook of his neck and cried to her heart's content. Once her crying had subsided, she had thanked him for being there, before telling him about what had troubled her so. He had been surprised to hear that her nightmare had been so similar to his with flames and screams, and even more so when she had told him about her past.

She had lost her family long ago just like him, and just like him, she had no one to hold onto since then. The only difference was that she had been fortunate enough to be taken in by the Tajiya's, while he had been left alone to fend for himself and ended up as a criminal. He still thanked the gods for that small difference in their fates; for he didn't think she would have survived otherwise. While he had pondered about their similarities, she fell asleep in his arms, her hands latched onto his shirt. When she didn't let him go, he had to lie down next to her and went to sleep in her bed, with her still holding onto his shirt, her head resting on his chest, his arms holding her safely.

That night he had understood that the poor girl had lived among a family without having one herself. That was why she acted that way towards him. Whether he liked it or not, she had chosen him to be her new family.

That realization brought new questions to his mind. He felt this unwelcome urge to protect her since day one, but now, it was more than just an urge... On the other hand, he desperately wanted to have his way with her. As a result, every time little miss temptation walked around in that skimpy dress of hers, he was torn in between jumping on her and running away as fast as he could. Of course, given his situation, neither of those was an option he could take.

Keh! Why would I even care?! He wasn't the most honorable man around. After all, he was a criminal... a thief. However, he had never been one to harm those weaker than himself. Was that because at some level he had a sense of honor? More likely because those weaklings never had something that I wanted. Well, perhaps that was the reason. But this time it was different. This ‘weakling' had something he wanted badly... Damn! Why am I arguing with myself? I might be a lot of things, but I am definitely not a rapist. So unless she wants it, which is unlikely, my hands are bound, dammit! It is obvious that the stupid girl has anything but sex in her mind when it comes to me. Admit it... I'm just a fancy little toy she had never had a chance to play with before.

Sighing, he walked towards his corner and sat down before crossing his arms and legs in his usual sulking position. At the unpleasant sound coming from his stomach he realized that it was past dinner time. She's late. What the hell is taking her so long? Just as he was pondering on whether to get out and check on the girl, and maybe try his chance to contact the lecher once more, the door opened to reveal an exhausted looking Kagome.

As soon as her dulled eyes landed on the S-android, her face brightened with a small smile adorning her lips. "Hi, Yash!" She made her way towards the S-android and knelt in front of him. "I'm sorry I'm late today. Have you eaten already?"

Before he could open his mouth, his stomach gave another loud cry. Chuckling, she reached her hand to stroke his ear. "Well, I guess that answers my question. Do you mind waiting for a few more minutes? I'll just take a quick shower and then we can eat."

Fighting the blush that threatened to form on his face, he nodded dumbly and watched her disappear behind the bathroom door. He was still cursing his stomach under his breath when she reappeared, dressed in white. Her fresh scent washed over his senses as she passed by him, not without tweaking his ear in the process. As usual, that enticing scent of hers combined with the short nightgown she wore brought forth a different kind of hunger in him, almost making him forget about his stomach.

He watched her heat their dinner and prepare the table, her short skirt hiking up to reveal more of the silky skin of her legs whenever she bent down as she worked. In the end, he had to lick his lips since they dried up unbearably as he watched the show, only to hear her giggle softly. "Geez, Yash. If I had known you were so hungry, I would have prepared your food before showering. Well, come on already. Dinner is served."

Hiding the smirk that formed on his lips at her naivety, he took his seat at the table. After swallowing her first bite, she looked at him, her eyes unusually soft even for her. "You know, if you want something you should just say it. I wouldn't refuse you anything if I can help it."

What?! For a second, he really thought she was talking about something else, and gave her an incredulous look. Just as he opened his mouth to tell her that she did refuse him the first time he tried something, realization downed on him, causing his eyes to widen considerably. Damn! She's talking about the food, idiot! Luckily, he managed to stop the words from coming out and saved himself the embarrassment. He couldn't resist giving her a meaningful stare though, his one eyebrow raised, his eyes asking the question he did not dare voice at the moment. What if you can't help it? As she looked at him in confusion, he relaxed his features and turned his attention back to his food, before murmuring the most appropriate answer he could think of. "Next time I'll say."

"Good." Smiling, she took another bite before sighing tiredly. "Gods, I'm so exhausted, I don't even have the energy to eat." His mouth full, he raised his eyebrows at her in question. She did look tired when she came back this evening. Swallowing, he asked her about what he had been wondering before she came back and caused all his thoughts to focus on other things. "Why were you late today?"

"I was working on Lady Sango's new dress. It has to be ready for tomorrow night, but luckily, it is almost done."

"Tomorrow night?"

"Yes. Oh! I haven't told you about that, have I? Silly me. There is a gathering tomorrow night. A kind of ball, I guess. All the senators, most of the officers and their families will be there. I have to go, too, to wait on Lady Sango."

A ball, huh? And almost everyone will be there... His eyes widened a fraction at the realization of what this ball implied for him. Finally! A chance for me to call Miroku. It sounds too good to be true.

Mistaking the look on his face as fear, the girl chuckled softly before talking to attenuate his ‘fear,' and almost causing him to choke on his food by doing so. "Don't worry, I'll feed you before I leave, okay?"

~*~

"So?"

"So what?"

After all the trouble he had gone through to make this call, the stupid lecher actually had the nerve to play word games with him. He had to wait restlessly until the girl left after giving him his dinner, and even some more to make sure that everyone was gone. Although he had no trouble in finding Sango's room, he was almost caught by two guards before entering the room. Now, as if he had all the time in the world, the idiot was trying to make small talk with him, for which he had no patience left. "Tell me what happened after we left, you bastard!"

"Oh! Well... nothing, actually. They came looking for you, but I managed to fend them off. You're safe where you are... at least for now."

"For now? What do you mean?"

"I've heard that alien forces asked for permission to search for you, my friend. You know what that means, right?"

"Shit! Are they here?"

"I hear they haven't gotten permission yet, but it doesn't mean they'll never get it, and when they do, you know what will happen."

Sighing, he brushed his hand over his right ear that started twitching madly in his irritation. "I know. I can't stay here if they come looking for me... They probably have gotten my scent when I stole the damn thing, and if they did, they can easily sniff me out, the bastards."

"Well, it will take a while before they can land here, my friend. However you should be on guard, and try to contact me as often as possible. I have a friend who will alert me if anything new happens."

"I'll try... Shit!" At the sound of the door opening, he broke the connection abruptly, and threw himself under the desk he had been leaning on.

~*~

Stomping into her room, she threw her stole to the floor, almost shredding the delicate fabric in her anger. Next her purse received its share by being thrown to the wall. Breathing deeply, she massaged her temples, desperately trying to calm down. Why did she even go, knowing that he would be there? The bastard that he was, he always found a way to get on her nerves. Asshole! Flirting around with anything that has breasts... and he talks to me as if nothing ever happened! As if we've never been... and as if he hasn't... Gods!

"Are you alright?"

She gasped, hearing Kagome's voice so close behind her. She forgot that the poor girl had been following her around all night. Her first instinct was to snap at the girl, but she managed to stop herself before she broke the oblivious girl's heart for nothing. Taking one last deep breath, she composed her features, before turning to face her young maid. Plastering a fake smile to her face, she answered nonchalantly.

"Yeah! Of course I'm alright. Why wouldn't I be?"

The look on Kagome's face told her that she did not believe her, but to her relief, the girl did not insist. Sighing, she sat in front of her vanity and started cleaning the heavy make-up from her face. Trying to divert the girl's attention away from herself, as well as to keep her own thoughts away from the irritating man she had to face at the gathering, she started talking about the topic that had been the center of all conversations tonight.

"Did you hear what they said about that alien fugitive?"

"Oh, the fugitive? How could I not? Everybody was talking about that." Moving to unbuckle Sango's hair, she continued, her voice unusually sarcastic. "Don't worry. I'm sure our courageous soldiers will find him in no time."

Gasping, Sango sent the young girl a disbelieving look through the mirror. "Kagome! You shouldn't be making fun of our fine officers." Although her words were meant to chastise the young maid, the laughter in her own voice betrayed her intentions. "Honestly, it doesn't suit you, belittling others like that."

"I'm sorry. It's just... I mean, how hard can it be to capture some weird alien? The fact that it's taking them so long only shows their incapability if you ask me."

"You're wrong about that. I know for a fact that our security is among the best all around the galaxy. If that man is still on the loose, it's because of his superior skills to run and hide."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. Didn't you hear how dangerous they said he was? Did you miss it when they said he wouldn't hesitate to kill if need be? If I'm not wrong, what he stole was perhaps the most closely guarded object in the universe. The man got in and out without being noticed by anyone until the last second. They don't even know what he looks like for God's sake!" Satisfied that she made her point, she decided to lighten their mood with a little joke. "I understand he's even more skillful than Miroku. Gods, what a trouble!"

As the young girl chuckled uncontrollably, Sango remembered what she had been meaning to ask the girl for the last few days. "Speaking of Miroku... how are things going with your new toy?"

"M-my new toy?"

"Your S-android, stupid! That gorgeous piece of ass I bought for you? Does that ring a bell?"

"Oh... everything's fine."

"Just fine? Can't you elaborate at least a little?"

"What do you want me to say? He's great. It's wonderful to have someone so close, someone to go to at the end of the day, someone to take care of, someone to take care of you, to hold you..."

Looking at Kagome's reflection on her mirror, her eyes shining with something that shook the older woman to the core, her face adorning a soft smile, Sango couldn't find her voice for a few seconds. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, anything, she was silenced by the girl's softly uttered question.

"Do you think S-androids have emotions like us?"

This was what she had been afraid of. It was why she wanted to talk to the girl about the S-android. Now she regretted not doing it earlier, for it seemed to be too late already. Knowing that her next words would burst the girl's bubble, she took a deep breath before talking in a soft voice as if to alleviate the effect of her words. "Kagome? You know that it is not alive, don't you? It is not a real person, just a robot. It does not have feelings."

"I already know that! It's just that I like to think of him that way. You don't understand. He's... he's the only one I have to share my life."

Hearing the girl's last words, Sango could not help but feel guilty. She was lonely wasn't she? It has been too long since she had forgotten that Kagome had no one in this world but Sango and her own family. Now that she thought about it, her family hadn't done much for the girl except protecting her from the outside world. At some point, she had tried to be a friend and an older sister to the girl, but that changed a few years ago. She had been engaged to a handsome captain whom she had loved with all her heart. Unfortunately, on one of the nights he stayed over, she had caught him trying to sneak into Kagome's room. She knew the girl had nothing to do with him; she was only fourteen at the time for God's sake! Nevertheless, she couldn't stop distancing herself from the girl. She didn't know what her attitude did to the girl until now. Maybe deep down she did though, and maybe that was why she bought the S-android for her... to atone for her behavior. Oh, God... what have we done to you? I'm sorry for not realizing how lonely you were before.

Clearing her throat as she tried hard to keep her tears from falling, she decided it was time to lighten their moods. "So... how good is it in bed?"

The girl's eyes widened in alarm as she stuttered. "W-what?!"

"You heard me! Now, tell me... for how long can it make you cum?"

At that the girl's face turned beet red and she whirled around, the hair-clips still in her hands. "I-I-I... I w-wouldn't know."

"Hmm... that good, huh?"

"No! I mean... I wouldn't know, because I haven't done that with him."

Standing up, Sango couldn't keep her voice from raising a little. "You didn't?! Why not?"

"W-well, i-it's just that I've never before... I mean... it will be my first time and... and I guess I'm a little... scared."

"What?!" She turned the young girl to face her by her grip on her shoulder before continuing in a more controlled voice. "You're scared? Why in God's name did you accept it then?"

If it was possible, Kagome's face became a darker shade of red. "Because I've never had such a precious thing before, and probably I never will again. Besides, I wasn't able to think clearly that day."

It was no use pushing the girl into making use of her S-android. Just as she decided to give up on the topic, a mischievous light shone in Sango's eyes. Letting the girl go, she started walking towards her sleeping quarters as she asked nonchalantly. "If you're not going to use it, I guess you wouldn't mind if I gave it a try, huh?"

"No way!"

Chuckling at the girl's possessive behavior, Sango called for her own favorite S-android which obediently came out of its place and followed the young woman to the next room. Asking Kagome to tidy up before leaving, she proceeded to make out with the S-android behind the semi-transparent glass wall of her sleeping quarters.

~*~

Kagome watched as Sango took the S-android to her sleeping quarters. She knew that one to be her favorite, the one that suspiciously looked like Miroku. She knew that her lady had feelings for the unlawful merchant, just like she knew that the woman would not act on those feelings even if they killed her. She could remember how depressed the young woman had been when she broke off her engagement. She still did not know her reason for doing so, but guessed that it had to be something big, for Sango had been madly in love with the young captain. What could he have possibly done to break her lady's heart? Well, whatever he did, he caused Sango to swear to never let men into her heart again.

She shook her head, and went to gather the stole and the purse the woman thrown around the room. Putting them in the wardrobe, she checked the room to see if anything else was misplaced. She saw the magazine disks that were normally stored in a special disk-case lying on the floor next to the couch. She must have read them last night. Gathering the disks, she walked to the desk and put the messy collection on its smooth surface. Pushing two buttons on the control panel placed on the left side of the desk, she watched as a comfortable looking chair was raised from the floor, as well as the disk-case that contained Sango's magazine collection descended from the roof to stop on the desk's right side. Knowing that it would take a while to place the disks in their respectful places, she sat on the chair and started arranging the disks based on their publication dates.

Just as she was done with her task, she looked up from the desk at the thumping sound coming from Sango's bed chamber. She could see the silhouettes of her lady and the S-android through the semi-transparent glass wall. Sango's back was plastered to the wall, while the S-android stood in front of her. She could clearly decipher their moves from where she sat in front of the desk. She wasn't sure if it was supposed to be like this, or if it was just Sango's way of taking out her anger, but the violence in their acts was what scared her most about having sex. She saw Sango slap the S-android, and the S-android slapped her back before pushing her to the wall with his body, causing another loud thump echo in the room.

No, she didn't want this. She didn't want to have sex if it meant hurting someone and being hurt in return. No. What she wanted was... to make love. He wasn't supposed to hit her... he was supposed to caress her face, and she was supposed to touch his face in return. Then he would kiss her softly, trailing his hand down her neck, her shoulders, and her back, only to hug her close to his own body. She would respond to his kiss wholeheartedly, holding onto his neck to keep him closer. Lost in her little fantasy, she raised her right hand to clutch at her shirt over her rapidly beating heart as her breathing became shallow. His other hand would touch her thigh, and slowly follow a trail up under her skirt. She did not even realize that her left hand came down to mimic the movements of the imaginary man's hand on her leg, hiking her skirt up while it did so. Then the tips of his claws would meet parts of her body nobody ever touched before, making her tremble in excitement, while his golden eyes would leave her breathless with the love shining in them. As she sighed at the image on her head, one word came out of her mouth in a breathy whisper.

"Yash."

Following that involuntary call, a few things happened almost at the same time. Her eyes flew open as the sound of her own voice broke her trance, and she jumped to her feet, her right hand which had been clutching her chest flying to her right side, and in the process, bumping into the disk-case, and causing a few disks to fall onto the desk in a loud crash.

Not believing herself to have fantasized about her S-android in such a manner, she quickly placed the fallen disks in the empty spaces she found on the case without paying attention to their order. After pushing the buttons to get rid of the chair and the disk-case, she straitened herself up before hurrying out of the room, and stumbling on her own feet twice in her hurry, her face beet red in embarrassment.

~*~

He swore under his breath when he smelt an irritated Sango in the room, followed closely by Kagome's sweet scent. Dammit! The one time I need them gone, they decide to come back early?! Where did my luck go? Well, to be honest, he should still call himself lucky for having found a place to hide in a matter of seconds. If only the place wasn't so constricted... Now I'll have to wait until they are gone...

His ears perked up when he heard the girls talking about ‘the fugitive.' He had to suppress his snicker at the sarcasm in his girl's voice. Of course

He had to suppress his snicker at the sarcasm in his girl's voice. Even she knows they won't manage to capture me. Wait a minute... my girl? Before he could ponder about what he had just thought, he heard Sango telling that it was because of his own abilities that he hadn't been caught. Keh! What can I say? She's right... He listened to the young woman talk about how dangerous he was, and had a hard time to keep himself from laughing aloud at what she said about him being better than Miroku. Then he heard himself become the topic of their conversation. He listened intently as Kagome talked about his presence in her life, and almost hit his head to the desk when she asked about S-androids having emotions. What does she think? No... what does she expect... from me? As he was thinking about how correct he had been in assuming that she had decided to think of him as her new family, Sango asked her how good he was in bed. Just like he expected, the girl confessed that they hadn't done it after squirming for a while. Then he had to bite his lips to keep his laughter in when Sango asked to borrow him and Kagome snapped at her. Damn! This is too much fun!

Then Sango went to the other room, telling the girl to clean up. He could hear the sound of her shuffling around, as well as the rather annoying sounds of sex coming from the other room. Then he heard her footsteps getting closer. He held his breath as she came to stand in front of the desk. To his irritation, she sat on the chair, causing him to struggle to back up under the desk to avoid contact with her legs. He could see her upper thighs from where he sat under the desk, his head leaning on his raised knees. He couldn't help but think how much he would be able to see if she moved her legs just a little more apart... He caught himself leaning forward to catch her scent better, as if it wasn't enough that she was practically just a breath away from him. It was then he heard the loud thumps coming from the next room. Keh! So the vixen likes it wild, huh? No more than a few seconds passed before his attention was abruptly brought back to the girl in front of him as an impossibly enticing scent began to waft from between her legs. Gods... Oh, Gods... I'm... I'm cursed... definitely cursed... He knew what that spicy tone in her scent meant. He had smelt it too many times to count before. But to smell it in her normally sweet scent... it drew him mad. Just what the hell was happening out there?! Why was she aroused all of a sudden? He had to grip his thighs to keep his hands reaching for her. How the hell was he supposed to get out of this one? Then, as if his current torture wasn't enough, her hand came down to touch her thigh, hiking her skirt up, and presenting him with more of her silky skin, as well as causing her scent to spike even more. Just as he began to see red, which had never been a good thing, he heard her soft voice whisper his name, causing him to jump in surprise and bump his head to the desk. Luckily, she jumped at the same time, followed by a loud crash coming from the top of the desk, effectively concealing the sound of his head hitting the desk.

He waited until the clumsy girl managed to get herself out of the room before jumping up and rushing out. He took the longer route to Kagome's room to avoid meeting her on the way if she was heading there. In less than a minute, he threw himself inside the girl's room panting. He was relieved to see that she wasn't back yet. He leaned on the wall trying to control his breathing. He could still smell her arousal, and the sound of her voice calling his name so heatedly continued to ring in his ears. He already had trouble in controlling his urges when it came to the girl. What was he to do now that he knew she wanted him too? How was he supposed to do nothing if she smelled like that again? In that small room no less? What if she never made a move?
Only one thing was for certain... temptation had never been this hard to resist.
End of Chapter 3
Note: I recently saw a very similar sentence to my ending sentence of this chapter in the summary of ‘As Deemed by Fate’ by Jade Catseye. I’d like to say that I did not have any idea about it. I must have read that summary before (loong ago), but it definitely wasn’t in my mind when I wrote that. Well, I’m strictly against plagiarism.
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