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Highway to Hell	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 5539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, nor do I own the characters from the series. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Kagome loaded one of her five suitcases into the large trunk of the SUV, wondering why Inuyasha had chosen such a vehicle for a road trip. It certainly wasn't very fuel efficient and was also something that was made to transport a lot more than just two people. He had bought it, claiming he needed a new car anyway. It made even less sense considering that after just a couple of months, the car would be just his. It could seat seven, and he had repeatedly commented about how he was single and unattached and Kagome knew he wasn't the type to make and keep friends. Why'd he need such a big car?

"For all your fucking stuff!" Inuyasha commented bitterly, tossing in her heaviest suitcase. Had she spoken out loud? She flinched at the noise it made crashing onto the trunk.

"Uh, sorry? But I'm gonna need all of it."

"Did you have to take your entire bedroom?" he muttered, tossing in yet another bag.

"Yes!" she retorted. "If all goes well, I'm never coming back here, right?"

He rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I guess I should be grateful you didn't take the furniture."

"I'm going to have it shipped to my private dorm room along with the rest of my things," she explained, patiently rearranging her bags so their weight was evenly distributed.

"You're really serious about not coming back here, huh?" he commented, stopping to stare at her.

"You did the same," Kagome pointed out. "You haven't been home in more than two-hundred years. I'm not even going to live half that long!"

"And that bothers you," he stated more than asked.

She rolled her eyes and slammed the trunk closed. "I've had my entire life to come to terms with it, and I'm fine with being a normal human."

"Oh yeah, seventeen whole years to come to terms with such a crushing reality," he said sarcastically. "You never know. Some demon somewhere might take an interest in you and then you'll end up living for a thousand years or more."

Kagome snorted. "Not likely, especially considering my track record."

She glanced over to where the group they had been ignoring the entire time so far stood, huddled together and making her want to scream. Her friends were gossiping, her parents were hugging and whispering and giggling together, and Hojo had repeatedly begged Inuyasha to take him away on the trip instead of her. If even Hojo could spare a tear (true, it wasn't for her since he hadn't even looked at her or acknowledged her since the whole Inuyasha thing, but still), couldn't her parents? At least she was making Hojo jealous, she thought with a small amount of satisfaction. Even if he was jealous of her, it was still something, and she'd take any victory she could get right now.

"Well, bye," she said in a monotone, waving half-heartedly at the odd group.

Her friends knew not to approach her. She had been in an extremely bad mood lately and was lashing out. She'd even gone so far as to yank Eri's headband out along with a few strands of her hair before slapping her with it, and all she had done was ask if Hojo was going to visit her at Mellick. A frightened air about them, the girls she had called friends for most of her life just waved back and huddled together, all wondering what was wrong with her and if it was permanent. Inuyasha put an arm around her and beamed at them, bringing her close to his side.

"Don't worry, girls, I'll take good care of her!" he said brightly and so unlike himself that she wanted to gag.

Ayumi immediately blushed and Yuka and Eri began to whisper quickly back and forth with smiles on their faces. Hojo let out a sob. Kagome rolled her eyes.

"I-I-Inuyashaaaaaaa!" whined Hojo, looking the worst she'd ever seen him. Snot was running from his nose and his eyes were swollen and red. "When will I see you again?"

"Hopefully never!" Inuyasha responded, his smile never faltering.

Kagome gaped at him and he just shrugged at her and walked to the car, getting into the driver's seat and closing the door.

"We'll miss you, babycakeys!" Izayoi called, fluttering her fingers in a wave. "Have fun on vacation!"

"Make sure Inuyasha doesn't speed until he gets out of the state," Toga instructed. "The highway patrol here are a bunch of overzealous asshats."

Kagome shook her head sadly and got into the car. She had explained numerous times to her parents, separately and together, that she was not going on vacation but totally seriously and for real never coming back. Apparently, her speeches hadn't stuck. She didn't know why she expected them to. They didn't even remember her birthday half the time. Pushing Hojo away from where he clung to the handle of her car door, she sat down and slammed the door before he could come in. Inuyasha, after glancing at her to see that she was all buckled up, began to back up, nearly running over her ex-boyfriend and her gossiping friends. Her parents had already gone back in the house, probably to fuck in her room and turn it into some weird sort of love dungeon. Kagome shuddered in disgust.

"Why are they like that?" she wondered out loud. "Mom and Dad."

"Like what?" Inuyasha asked, entering the freeway.

Kagome sighed. "Just so into one another."

Inuyasha echoed her sigh with one of his own, sounding eerily similar. "They've always been like that. It was one of their vows."

"But can't they maybe just take a break and pay attention to something else? I mean, it's been seven-hundred and seventy-eight years!"

"They can't. Like, physically cannot. It's impossible."

"Why the heck not?" Hadn't he been hurt by the way they were, just as hurt as she was? Or was it just her? Was there something about her in particular that made them forget she existed?

"They made vows," he stressed, changing lanes until they were in the carpool. "It's part of the mating process. Geez, you don't know shit about demons even though you were raised by one, huh?"

"So what?" Kagome huffed irritably. "I'm human, remember?"

"Before a couple completes the mating process," Inuyasha explained, sounding like a detached professor, "while still, um, enjoined, they make vows. Three each. Mother vowed to obey all demon laws, to always serve Father, and to never love anyone but Father. Father vowed to always protect Mother, to always serve Mother, and to never love anyone but Mother. Guess they didn't really think that whole thing through."

"How can they both serve each other?"

"That's how mating and marriages work. Good ones, anyway. Both parties put the needs and wants of the other before their own, and then everyone's happy."

Kagome nodded, some resentment towards her parents slipping away now that she understood them a bit more. "Have you ever been married, or mated, or whatever?" He seemed like he understood a lot about what it took to make a relationship last.

Inuyasha snorted. "No fucking way am I ever letting a bitch trap me into anything like that."

"So you don't have a mate or any kids or a wife or girlfriend or anything?" she asked, confused. She knew he was single since he had told her so, but had not known what that meant to him. A lot of people consider themselves to be single when they were really just unmarried. And he had really sounded like some sort of love guru.

"Nothing to tie me down, babe. I'm all yours," he said suavely, shooting her a grin.

Kagome rolled her eyes. "No thanks."

"So what about you? Any boyfriends who were actually attracted to you?"

It hurt, and she felt like getting out of the car, which she definitely would have done were they not already on the goddamn freeway. Deciding she might as well just learn to deal with him, she responded as calmly as she could. "No. I've never dated anyone but Hojo."

Inuyasha looked at her in surprise. "Why? You're a hot little piece, frigidness aside. Were you an ugly duckling or something? Let me guess, fat until last summer?"

"Not wanting to fuck you doesn't make me frigid," Kagome hissed. "And no, I'm not an ugly duckling. I've always been pretty," she finished in a mumble, crossing her arms childishly. It was true, boys had always liked her. But she had never really noticed anyone until Hojo, who had relentlessly pursued her, and now she was just so topsy-turvy inside her mind that she didn't know what she wanted anymore.

"I literally cannot think of any reason why you don't want me. I'd give you more than anyone else could."

"Just drop it," she said exasperatedly, pushing her sunglasses up the bridge of her nose and leaning her chair back with the intention of napping.

"Alright, baby," he murmured good-naturedly. "Sleep tight."

Oo/O

Kagome woke up to an uncomfortable feeling on her chest. Looking down, she saw Inuyasha's large, clawed hands on top of her clothed breasts, squeezing and playing with them. Gritting her teeth in anger, she punched his upper arm as hard as she could, which ended up hurting her hand. Her action was not futile, however, since he laughingly pulled away from her chest and put his hands back where they belonged.

"What the fuck was that all about?!" she spat out. A part of her was scared that most of her anger was due to being woken up from her nap and not at being felt up. Was she some sort of freak for not resenting being manhandled like that?

"I turned the AC way, way up and after a while I just couldn't help myself, I had to warm you up," he said, grinning in satisfaction.

"Where are we?" she muttered, yanking on the lever to make her chair go back to its normal position. It was dark outside, so they must have been traveling for quite a while.

"Restaurant. Thought you could use some food."

Grunting, Kagome exited the car. They were in a dirt parking lot next to a tiny diner that looked like something out of a Stephen King novel. Calling it a restaurant was certainly generous. She shuddered, predicting unwashed glasses and plastic utensils. But then her stomach gave a growl and she remembered that her ancestors had survived the Plague and she could handle one place with sanitation not quite up to her standards. Stumbling out of the car, she didn't wait for Inuyasha and went straight into the place, sitting down at a booth and glaring at the only waitress in sight who was just sitting at a table and watching the TV that hung on the opposite wall. It was on some stupid telenovela and Kagome sighed in frustration.

"Hey, can we get some service over here?" Inuyasha asked loudly, his tone the comfortable kind of rude that told everyone he had money and did not like to be kept waiting, something that made the waitress jump up immediately and scurry over to them, still stealing glances at the television to watch a man attempt to choke a woman whose face was mostly make-up.

"Drinks?"

"Diet Coke," Kagome muttered, flipping through the menu listlessly. Burgers and breakfast, that was it.

"You got beer?" Inuyasha asked, not even looking at the section of the menu which listed all the available beverages.

"No, sir."

He muttered something about a lower tip and ordered a water. "And I think we're ready to order now."

"I'm not fini-"

"She'll have the fried egg burger and I'll have the steak with my eggs fried as well," he said. "And make it quick, we're in a hurry."

The woman nodded without responding and left their table.

"Did you just fucking order for me?!" Kagome hissed, feeling her left eyelid twitch cartoonishly.

"You were gonna order the French toast or some shit and that would have sucked. Just get what they do best and move on," he said, sounding as bored as she felt.

"And how do you know what they do best? Are you psychic?"

Inuyasha snorted and stood up, forcing his way to her side of the booth and sitting next to her, crowding her. "These places are all the same. Get the steak and eggs or a burger, never anything else. At least you were smart enough not to get the juice."

"Here," the waitress muttered, sliding their drinks across the table, his water almost knocking her soda over. Straws followed and she left to go sit and watch her show, where the woman with too much make-up on and the man who had been choking her were now kissing passionately.

"Get back to your side of the table!" Kagome said threateningly, eyeing the knife on the napkin to her left.

"You were cold," Inuyasha said as he put his arm around her. "You were shivering in your sleep."

"I'm fine now," she insisted, suddenly feeling very warm. "You can leave."

"How'd you and the gay kid meet?" he asked, scooting closer until their sides were touching.

"School," Kagome scowled. "Don't bring him up. I'm still mad."

"Are you sad-mad or mad-mad?"

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Both."

Before Inuyasha could make another pathetic attempt at continuing the conversation, the waitress was back with food that looked both burned and undercooked. Taking a look at the goopy, dripping egg sliming its way down the charred beef it sat upon made Kagome want to hurl. Gingerly, she brought her fork up and poked at it, somewhat surprised when it did not poke back. Just as she was about to give in and eat it, her plate was covered in red and indelicate farting sounds filled the air.

"Everything's better with ketchup!" Inuyasha said with a grin, continuing to thoroughly drown her mostly okay "food". "Open up," he cooed, picking up a French fry slathered in watery ketchup and waving it not even an inch from her face. "You'll need your energy for what I want to do tonight."

Silencing her inner scream of frustration, Kagome took advantage of her petite form and abruptly slid underneath the table, reappearing on the other side in just a second. With quick movements, she snatched her plate back and put her legs on the unoccupied side of her bench, shooting Inuyasha a triumphant look. To her surprise, he merely smiled at her and began to dig into his steak, dunking a large piece of meat into the egg yolk. They continued eating in silence, trading glances here and there to the sound of a man and woman screaming at each other in Spanish on the television.

Oo/O

Once they were done eating, when, true to his word, Inuyasha left a shitty tip, they drove down the road a ways until they came upon a completely abandoned-looking motel, the kind which only the most paranoid adulterer or creepy serial axe-murderer went to. Of course, the half-demon in their party decided that was the perfect place to make a stop. Grumbling curses at her companion, Kagome trudged behind him to the little booth that encased the bored, overweight man who was there in the extremely unlikely chance somebody would want to stop for the night.

"You can just keep driving. It's not like you have to sleep," she pointed out as he handed his card over to the clerk.

"One room, please," he told the insomniac behind the bullet-proof glass.

"One room?!" she nearly shrieked in outrage.

"We ain't got two beds in them rooms," the man wheezed back.

Inuyasha nodded, unsurprised. "That's good."

Kagome tugged on Inuyasha's sleeve. "I know you have enough money for two rooms, Mr. Taisho Productions!" she sneered.

Laughing, he shook her off, taking her arm and leading her towards their destination. "And here I thought I'd actually found a woman who didn't want me for my money."

Yanking her hand from his grasp, Kagome replied, "You know damn good and well your money is the only reason why I'm here."

For just a second, she thought she'd finally gotten to him. For just a second, he had a stricken look on his face, like she had slapped him. For just a second, she wanted to take her words back.

Inuyasha snorted and continued to pull her along. "Nah, you're here ‘cause that little fag jilted you and you weren't good enough for your school and now you've got nothing else."

And then she was the one who felt like she'd been slapped.

"I still think we should have separate rooms," she muttered as he slid the card to unlock their rather squeaky door.

"I didn't make all that money by being extravagant."

The room was small, with a single full bed in the center. An ancient television sat across from it on a rickety chest of drawers, and there were a multitude of suspicious stains on the carpet. A teeny-tiny bathroom was to the right of the bed, and it seemed like attempting to clean herself off in the dingy place would only result in making her dirtier. All in all, it was a substandard arrangement, and she wanted to cry.

She turned around to share her thoughts with the only other person suffering with her. "Do you think that ghosts could-OH MY GOD!"

"What?!" a now nude Inuyasha growled at her from atop the bed.

"Why are you naked again?!" she shrieked, once again unable to stop looking at it. It twitched as if to say hello.

He shrugged. "I sleep naked. I ain't changing just ‘cause you're a prude."

Doing her best imitation of his growl, she retorted, "Then I'll just sleep on the floor."

"Good luck with that," he said with a smirk.

Just as she was about to ask what exactly he meant by that, a cockroach scurried across the carpet, nearly touching her bare foot. Swallowing her horror, she leapt on the bed. "I'll just stay very, very, very far away from you, then."

He shrugged. "Suit yourself. You sure you don't wanna change into something comfier?"

"Not with someone like you around."

As though the gods that governed unfortunate events had decided to make Kagome Taisho their own personal jester bitch, at that moment a loud thumping was heard somewhere above them within the very ceiling, and it immediately became obvious that the air conditioner had broken. Defeated, Kagome curled up on her side, facing away from Inuyasha. Her top was thick and sweatery and her jeans suddenly felt very heavy and confining. It didn't take long, only about half an hour, to realize that there was no way she'd be getting to sleep that night. The very air felt choked with heat, and soon her breathing sounded more like desperate pants.

"You could just sleep naked, y'know," Inuyasha said sleepily behind her.

Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to calm down, not wanting to overheat and spontaneously combust or something. "Not a fucking chance, pervert."

"Too damn stubborn," he mumbled.

Before she could register it, Inuyasha flipped her onto her back. Opening her mouth to ask what in the hell he thought he was doing, she was shocked into silence when he began wrestling her pants off, pushing away her kicking legs like they were merely the weak limbs of those crazy wavy inflatable things outside of car dealerships. Flinging her pants to the floor, he quickly tugged her top off. Now just in her underwear, Kagome wondered if she should scream. The area was completely deserted, and she doubted a scream would bring anyone even if the motel was packed. It was just that kind of place. Instead, she just decided to stare up at him. Really, it was kind of a treat. He was nice to look at. Inuyasha stared back, his hands completely still as they restrained her legs by the knees.

There was a burning in her very core. He needed to do something to her, anything. Kagome's lips parted slightly and her breathing picked up. There was something there, something between them, and it both frightened her and made her happy.

To her great disappointment, however, he merely gave her a small half-smile, caressed the back of her knee, and rolled right back over and promptly fell asleep. Soon, he was snoring lightly, not loud enough to disturb her. Eyes wide and heart pounding, Kagome stared at the dark ceiling, her final thought before succumbing to slumber that she had finally cooled down enough to sleep only to heat up again in an entirely different way.
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