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Highway to Hell	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 5539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Five: Another One That Screams Like You

(Dead Girl by Acid Bath)

Kagome awoke to a great weight pressing on her and hindering her breathing. Even so, something about it was pleasant. Oooh, and that feeling was pleasant too. Whimpering, still half asleep, she pushed her pelvis up into the firm object that seemed made for her, rubbing her special place. She had only ever felt this intense with one person in real life, and that person was—

The shock of remembering where she was woke her up entirely, and she forced her eyes open so fast it hurt. Inuyasha was tangled up with her, his unrestrained morning wood pressing into her panty-covered pussy. Still appearing unconscious, his brow was creased and he was moving his hips in an incredibly erotic way against her, trying to get off even as he slept. What surprised her the most was how turned on she continued to feel even after fully realizing the situation. Face coloring, she dismissed it as just early morning fuzzy-headedness.

Without a warning, his nose twitched and he sniffed, his eyes going open wide and greeting her with his sunshine stare. She felt that feeling again, that feeling of a deep connection that begged to be explored, that taunting feeling of being on the edge of something big and wonderful.

"So do you wanna fuck now or in the shower?"

Kagome responded by punching him in the gut.

Grinding her teeth and hoping it wouldn't become a habit again, she rolled off the bed and scurried into the bathroom.

"If you follow me, I swear I will scream and slice you open with my razor!" she shrieked, taking the object out of her toiletry bag just in case he tried to call her bluff.

His laughter was audible even over the pounding water of the shower as she desperately tried to wash that half-man out of her hair.

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"So, whaddya wanna do?" Inuyasha asked as he drove.

Kagome shrugged. "Get to wherever the hell we're going."

"Aside from that," he said, sounding slightly annoyed.

Her stomach grumbled. "I'm hungry," she said with a slight whine. "But I don't want to go to a 'restaurant' like that other one."

"There's not really anything besides those crappy truck stop joints. Unless you're willing to sacrifice your figure and get fast food…"

"I'd rather have cottage cheese ass and thighs than be forced into a diner like that last one," she said, shivering from the mere memory.

He smirked. "I'd eat your ass even if it was cottage cheesy."

Showing no sign of her disgust besides a slight flaring of her nostrils, Kagome pulled out a bottle of nail polish from her purse. Instead of calling him out on being so perverted and disgusting, she began to slowly and painstakingly do her nails. Immediately, the car swerved sharply, and she cackled like mad, knowing he nearly passed out from the smell.

Inuyasha glared at her and bared his teeth, pressing the button to put all the windows down, which made her long hair that she had taken two hours to lovingly fix that morning fly every which way. That would have been a point for him were they not surrounded by factories. Not very eco-friendly factories, either. After all that, they had to pull over for a while as he dry heaved on the side of the road, which set them back quite a bit, but Kagome still felt like she'd accomplished something. Finally, he got back in the car, shooting her a look that she interpreted as a temporary truce. They drove in a more or less comfortable silence until nightfall.

"What has your life been like, Inuyasha?" she asked out of the blue. She had been wondering ever since they'd first met, but was only bored enough to try and find out now. "Wikipedia has only told me so much."

Inuyasha shrugged. "Well, I don't know what to tell you. That's pretty much it."

"But it only talks about you forming Taisho Productions and coming up with the idea for Tricky the Trilobite! You only started doing film work a hundred years ago, and I know you're somewhere around five-hundred. There's literally nothing about who you are, what you like, where you're from…" Kagome trailed off, hoping he'd tell her something juicy.

The half-demon sighed and changed lanes, the skin around his mouth tightening subtly. "With time, a person changes. I am not the same person I once was, and that person isn't worth remembering."

It was awkward now, and she regretting bringing it up. "Everybody is worth remembering," she murmured.

"This bar is great!" he exclaimed out of nowhere, startling her. After a few seconds, she became annoyed that he had ignored her and changed the subject. Before she could yell at him, however, he stopped the car, and she realized they were in a parking lot outside yet another dingy little building, only this time the surrounding was pure desert. "Come on, I'm thirsty."

Immediately, her eyes lit up, all anger forgotten. "I've never been to a bar before!"

She was so excited she even allowed him to put an arm around her waist as he led her into the establishment, the inside of which looked like something out of an old cowboy movie with the addition of an ancient jukebox on the far side of the room. Looking around at the rather less than attractive clientele, she gingerly sat herself down at the bar, balancing so as not to wobble in her seat. Inuyasha sat down next to her, elbows on the counter and legs splayed open in a carefree manner despite his serious comment of only minutes before. As though summoned by their mere presence, a greasy, balding man in a dirty wife beater approached them, his prominent forehead shiny with sweat.

"Whaddya want?" he said gruffly, polishing an empty glass with a rag that didn't even look fit to clean a urinal.

Kagome, however, bar virgin that she was, saw all this through rose-colored lenses, still delighted that they had not asked to see her ID. "I'll have a cosmo!" she chirped.

"…What?"

"A cos-mo," she repeated, enunciating the syllables like he was both hard of hearing and stupid.

"Lady, we don't got none of that here."

"Oh," she said, feeling disappointed. "Well, what is there?"

"Vodka. Whiskey. Scotch. Beer for the ladies."

She frowned. "Um, I guess I'll just have beer, then."

"Whiskey," Inuyasha grunted.

The man went off with a nod to do her bidding and probably spit in her drink. Feeling the evening was now ruined, Kagome turned to Inuyasha, noticing the shaking of his shoulders that revealed he'd been quietly laughing at her for a while. She scowled at him. "What's so funny?!"

"You're cute," was all he said, shaking his head as he continued to smile.

A tankard of beer made its way down the counter, miraculously stopping right in front of her without spilling a drop, quickly followed by Inuyasha's whiskey. Amazed, she took a sip, expecting something amazing with a flavor that couldn't be beat. Instead, she wrinkled her nose, barely managing to swallow the foamy mouthful.

"Why do people even drink this?!" she exclaimed in disgust.

"It's an acquired taste," he replied, something in his tone making her stomach flutter.

Inuyasha grabbed her glass and, ignoring her protests, took a sip from her beer, his lips precisely where her own had been located just a few seconds ago. Now she was blushing. With a laugh at her expense, Inuyasha tossed about half his glass of whiskey back, a miniscule amount since he was driving.

"That's not fair!" Kagome squeaked, desperately trying to go back to being normal and not self-conscious and mushy inside. Hand darting out, she snagged his glass and took a small sip without thinking. It was even worse than the beer. "Oh my freaking lord, is that mouthwash?!"

Now her face was feeling hot from the drinking and not from what she now could acknowledge was flirting. Inuyasha made a hand gesture at the bartender that she glimpsed out of the corner of her eye, and soon a whole bottle of whiskey was sailing towards them. He poured a little more in his glass and offered it to her. For some reason, she accepted, whether she wanted to impress him or compete with him or just not think about things for a little while, she didn't know. Unfortunately, she was a petite female who had never had a drop of alcohol in her life, so her tolerance was pitifully low. It wasn't long before she began to swoon in her seat, held upright only by sheer will and maybe Inuyasha's helping hand that rested a little too low on her waist.

"You tired?" he whispered.

Kagome giggled. His lips were right against her ear and it tickled. Since when did talking tickle? It occurred to her that there might be a slight possibility she was drunk. "Are you tryin' ta get me ta schleep wiff yooou?" she slurred in what she thought was an inside voice but certainly wasn't. "Get it?! 'Cause you ashked if I was ti-red an' I shaid 'are you try—'"

Inuyasha chuckled nervously. "Guess you can't handle as much as I thought. Come on, we're leaving."

"But whyyyyyyyy?" Kagome whined, on the verge of tears. "I was makin' so many new friendsss! Like that creepy bald creep guy who gave ush tha drinks."

The man was less than two feet away from them and giving Inuyasha an incredibly threatening look.

"Uh, how about we make new friends at our hotel, Kagome? Huh?"

Kagome, now on her feet thanks to Inuyasha, swayed a little and blinked, trying to clear her slightly blurry vision. "Waaaait, hold on, I know what you wanna do," she said, a goofy grin on her face. "I'll have you know I'm not that kinda girrrl," she giggled. "But iff you really wan'ed to, there'sh nothing that would ssstop you from doing whateeeverrr you wan'ed to me."

Her lips puckered and she tilted her face up, begging for a kiss. Inuyasha rolled his eyes and played along, leaning down to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Inuyasha!" a very excited and feminine voice shrieked directly into his ears.

The half-demon and human girl both jumped in unison, startled by the hookery-looking woman whose arms were now wrapped around Inuyasha's neck. Her skin was pale and flawless, her hair smooth and black and swaying down to nearly her bottom, and her big brown doe eyes had even Kagome jealous. The outfit she wore consisted of a clingy black halter top, a black denim mini skirt, thigh-high loose weave fishnets (the lacy tops of which were visible), and black leather boots that went up to just above her knees. In other words, things easily taken off or pushed out of the way. The shape of her perky breasts was revealed through the skin-tight top, letting everyone in the room know she wore no bra.

"Kikyo, what the fuck happened?" Inuyasha said in a hushed voice, looking her over. "Why are you dressed like that?"

Kikyo frowned and separated from him. "I haven't seen you in fifty years and that's all you have to say to me?!"

Inuyasha laughed uneasily. "Er, one moment, I've got to get something from my car…"

Suddenly, he grabbed Kagome by the wrist and made a break for it, dashing madly for the door. Her legs were wobbly though, and she fell almost immediately. To his credit, rather than dragging her, Inuyasha attempted to pick her up and carry her out, but was prevented from touching her by a jukebox sailing towards his head and knocking him out cold. Kikyo nodded, obviously proud at having hit her target, and strolled over to where Kagome was currently screaming and almost sober.

"Oh my god!" she screamed, looking at the other patrons and wondering why nobody was helping her. "B-blood is everywhere, he's going to die!" Turning to Kikyo, her eyes filled with tears. "Y-you killed him. You killed Inuyasha. Holy fucking shit, you killed him!"

The immortal hooker just rolled her heavily shadowed eyes. "He'll be fine. That demon blood of his will repair him in no time. Now help me drag him to his car. I don't want blood on my work clothes."

Sniffling and trying to keep from hyperventilating, Kagome obeyed, not knowing what else to do. Nobody was even looking at them, suggesting that things like this happened on a daily basis. Was every place like this? Had she been more sheltered than she realized? While Kikyo grabbed his legs and lifted, Kagome was stuck with his head, which now sported a pretty nasty dent in it. His beautiful, shining silver hair now was soaked and discolored by his own blood, and she felt like retching. Even dead, his face was scrunched up in pain, and Kagome wanted to smooth the lines away and make him open his eyes. Once at the car, keeping one hand on Inuyasha's leg and letting the other drop momentarily, Kikyo rustled through his pockets (taking a few too seconds too long, in Kagome's opinion) and pulled out Inuyasha's keys. After pressing the button to open the door, she grabbed him again and they stuffed him in the backseat, laying him down on his back. Gesturing for Kagome to get in the passenger seat, Kikyo got in, started the car, and with screeching tires abandoned the scene of the crime.

"Um, who are you?" Kagome asked, staring down at her blood-covered shaking hands. Did this technically make her an accomplice? Would she go to jail? How would she tell her parents that she'd helped murder their only son?

"Inuyasha's fiancée," she replied, going about a hundred and still increasing. "Are you his new whore?"

"God, no," Kagome said tremulously. "I'm Kagome. We have the same mother."

Kikyo nodded. "So are you two like, together, or what?"

"Ew!" Kagome said, face heating. "I just told you we have the same mother!"

The madwoman just shrugged. "That doesn't matter to demons. You're not siblings unless you have the same two parents."

"Ugh, I know, he told me already. I'm still not on board with that."

"Good! If you two were together, I'd have to kill you."

Kagome laughed nervously, glancing at the oddly cheerful woman. It would be best to stay on her good side until a police or highway patrol car showed up. Then she could signal them or even just jump out of the car and roll and hope she didn't die trying to get help. "So, uh, how did you two meet?"

Kikyo sighed dreamily and pulled off to the broad shoulder of the freeway for no apparent reason. "It's a long story, but we've been together for about five-hundred years."

"Wow. That's…quite a commitment." Kagome's brow furrowed, mind still slightly sluggish. Why hadn't Inuyasha told her about Kikyo?

"I know. I just wish he'd recognize it again. I gave up everything for him." Tears began to well in the psychotic murderer's eyes and Kagome sympathetically patted her knee, for the first time realizing how truly beautiful the other girl was. Kikyo couldn't have been much older than her, twenty at most.

"I'm sure he'll come around," she lied soothingly.

Kikyo dried her eyes. "Not likely. He loves getting other men to suck him off more than he loves me."

Kagome's lips parted in shock. "Has he done that in front of you?"

"Only about a thousand times!" she sobbed.

The girl began to feel tears come to her own eyes. "He— He made my boyfriend do it too, and I saw."

Kikyo gasped and grabbed her hands, pulling them between her own in a gesture of comfort and solidarity. "That bastard! I'm so sorry."

"And he's so homophobic, too!" she continued to rant, momentarily forgetting that the corpse of the man she spoke of was sprawled out in the seat behind her. "It makes no sense."

"He doesn't see it as gay behavior. To him, it's just about dominance and submission. Inuyasha has a very primal way of thinking."

"But if he's straight, why does he keep doing it?!" Kagome continued, ignoring the flimsy explanation. "At least be nicer to queer folk."

"Indeed," Kikyo said with a nod. "What they do is perfectly natural, unlike him, and he needs to realize that."

"I've never been with another girl before, but if I were a demon like him, I'd at least be nice about it and, oh, I don't know, give them a kiss at the very least for their hard work."

"Same here."

The drinks Kagome had consumed were still at work making her warm and fuzzy-headed, although the effect seemed to have increased since they entered the car. Kikyo's cool fingers gripping her own were feeling nicer than fingers ever had.

Kikyo spoke again, interrupting the small silence. "You're so warm, Kagome. It's very nice."

The teenager blushed. "I-I was just thinking the same thing about you. Your hands are very cool and refreshing…"

The cool and refreshing hands stopped holding hers and instead ghosted over her face, caressing her cheek before running over her lips. Kagome's heartbeat quickened, and she suddenly wondered what it would be like to have those fingers touching her in other places. As if Kikyo could read her thoughts, she grinned and played with the edges of Kagome's panties, leaving the girl to briefly wonder where her shorts had gone. No sooner than the thought occurred did it float away again, spurred on by the feeling of Kikyo's cold lips against hers, tongue making its way inside her mouth and teasing her own.

She had never gone this far with anyone before, and Hojo's face danced through her mind, enraging her. Deciding to be rebellious, she tugged her tank top down under her breasts, revealing them to the woman on top of her. Kikyo's eyes lit up and she bent her head, sucking one of them into her mouth. It was even better than Kagome had fantasized about, and she wondered if it was because her partner was female and knew what girls liked or was just experienced. Would it be this way with a man?

Fingers plunged inside her, cold as ice cubes, and she cried out, now numb to the temperature. She was wetter than she'd ever been before, so wet she could hear the vulgar squeaking and sloshing noises, but she didn't care. Even having Inuyasha dead in the backseat wasn't bothering her. Nothing mattered more than grinding against the hand that was pleasing her. Above her, Kikyo was beginning to moan and whimper with the beginnings of an orgasm. Kagome didn't know how that was possible since she wasn't touching her at all. Maybe she was faking it? But why would she need to do that?

Her own orgasm was sudden, and less fulfilling than she felt it would be. Her walls barely pulsed and she felt strangely cheated. Kagome glared up at Kikyo, feeling unreasonably angry, and observed her humping the air like some sort of obscene mime act.

"I-I-Inuyasha!" Kikyo shrieked, moaning after what sounded like a fantastic orgasm.

A loud crash sound made Kagome flinch, and suddenly she was covered in bits and pieces of dust and something sharp. She screamed, wondering what had happened. Had they been hit? Were they okay? A gentle hand on her face silenced her, and suddenly she was looking into the golden eyes of a dead man. Inuyasha. He was staring at her, hunger just barely overpowered by concern in his gaze, brushing some dust and shards off her bare stomach gently, the soft sweeps the tips of his claws made making the fire roar to life within her again. Kagome shuddered.

"Where's Kikyo?" she asked. First she was on top of her, then she was nowhere.

Inuyasha just continued getting the mess off of her. "I broke her."

Her eyes bugged out in disbelief. Maybe he'd been hit a little too hard. "Y-you what? How is that even possible?"

He snorted. "She's nothing but a clay doll of what she used to be, plus a bunch of lust spells thrown together to make one giant monster bitch."

"What? But she's your fiancée!"

Inuyasha laughed. "Kikyo was just some girl I fucked a long time ago, back when I was too young to know how to tell the crazies from the rest," he explained. "She killed herself after I broke it off with her and arranged for some witch to make her into what you saw so she could follow me forever and try to win me back. She was a monster that fed off the souls of young girls and would have taken yours when she was through," he said, his eyes turning hard. "If she hadn't screamed my name like a fucking psycho, I doubt I would have woken up."

Kagome was trembling uncontrollably. "I—I just—I had sex—with a dead girl?" she whispered.

Inuyasha nodded.

"But her tongue… It was… My mouth, and… Oh my god." Her stomach churned and she tried her best to keep everything down.

Inuyasha leaned over her again and she looked up at him, just looking at him centering her and making her calm down. His eyes were on hers but his hands were brushing her ribs. She remembered that her tank top was still pulled down so her breasts were free and pulled up so her stomach was shown, making her bare everywhere but that small portion. Inuyasha was looking at her intensely, magnificent eyes smoldering, and it was turning her on, filling her with a kind of lust no spell could replicate.

"Inuyasha," Kagome whispered, feeling her nipples harden just from saying his name.

He brought his face closer, and Kagome readied herself for what she knew was coming, her eyes closing halfway. Instead of taking her mouth and then her virginity, however, she was shocked when he merely kissed her forehead, around the place where he had been hit earlier, gently making contact with his soft lips before fixing her clothes.

"I knew I shouldn't have let you drink," he muttered as he arranged himself in the driver's seat. "You rest for now and I'll sweep Kikyo out of the car. I can't believe I missed the girl on girl.Shit."
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