The Seduction Game | By : XYZ Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 34501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Pressing the green call button, she muttered a weary, "Hi, mom." before jumping a foot in the air and holding it away from her ear as a distinct voice shouted loudly:
"Kagome Higurashi, what the hell is the meaning of this?!"
__________________________________________________________________________Kagome turned as pale as a ghost at the anger held in her mother's usual gentle voice.
"Whatever do you mean, mama?" She asked carefully.
"Kagome Kristine Higurashi, do not play that innocent shit with me!"
The dark-haired girl winced. In all her twenty-two years of life, her mother had never cursed. If she did now... she had an unpleasant inkling just about how much trouble she was in.
"But mama, what exactly are you talking about?"
"I am aghast that you have not seen fit to introduce me to my future son-in-law and have decided to move in with him without even telling me. I raised you better than that, Kagome."
Inuyasha perked up his ears, listening in on Kagome's supposedly private conversation with her mother. Apparently Souta had called Mrs. Higurashi, relaying the idea that he was going to marry the girl. He made a mental note to kill the kid later.
"WHAT?" Kagome's lovely features were twisted in a mixture of outrage and shock.
"Kagome, I want to meet the young man as soon as possible. When can I expect grandchildren?" Both Inuyasha and Kagome winced, hearing that dreaded word while Kagura hid her smile, screening the lower half of her face casually with a fan.
"Mother! I am not marrying anyone and I have definitely not moved in with my nonexistent fiancé!"
There was a long pause on the other end. "Kikyou told me that you are living with Takahashi-sama..."
Kagome rolled her eyes - she should have known. "Kagura offered me a room to rent since the townhouse was so far away from school."
"Kagura?" Her mother's voice showed infinite surprise. "You are on first name basis with Miss Kaze?"
"Mrs. Takahashi." Kagome corrected.
"Yes." Her mother agreed absentmindedly, though the next second cackling awareness was apparent in her tone again. "That still does not explain why Souta told me you were marrying the youngest Takahashi son!"
Kagome exchanged a horrified glance with Inuyasha, before her phone was snatched out off her hand by the hanyou-in-question's swift reflexes.
"Higurashi-sama? This is Inuyasha Takahashi speaking. How do you do?" The hanyou's voice was deep, pleasant, and mature. 'Alright, dog-boy has manners.' Kagome grudgingly admitted to herself.
"Very well, thank you." Mrs. Higurashi's voice was equally pleasant. Kagome sighed, hearing the slightly muted tone. Her mother had slipped into 'I'm-a-businesswoman' mode.
"I believe there was a misunderstanding, Higurashi-sama. Your daughter agreed to rent a room with no other intentions but to facilitate her connections with Shinkon University."
There was another pause on the other end. When she spoke, her voice retained a carefully constructed neutrality. "Souta has informed me that you wish to marry Kagome."
"Kagome-dono and I are classmates and friends." Inuyasha replied calmly, realizing Kagome's eyebrow had shot up at the honorific. "There are no romantic connections binding us." 'Except lust.' He added in his head.
"Very well." Mrs. Higurashi's voice was understanding, and a little... disappointed? Inuyasha inwardly groaned. And here he had thought that the Higurashi Zaibatsu might be able to look beyond his money and title, but it appeared that even a family as pure as Kagome's could be seduced by wealth and glamour. "May I speak to Kagome?"
"Certainly, Higurashi-sama." He handed the phone back to Kagome, tuning out the rest of the conversation as he mentally calculated how much of the Takahashi fortune it would take to refurbish the living room. Kagura's voice broke him out of his reverie.
"Higurashi-sama actually wanted you to marry Kagome?" Her voice held deep amusement.
Inuyasha growled at her. "Ever met a parent that didn't want their kid to marry a Takahashi?"
The wind sorceress flicked her fan once, her blood-red eyes becoming cold and hard like rubies as she uttered one word that she loathed above all others. "Naraku," She absolutely refused to call him her father.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes, smirking at his sister-in-law. "I wish more women were like you, Kagura." He grinned at her, showing a fang. "Bold, daring, witty, intelligent, sexy, and totally unimpressed with the Takahashi fortune. Not to mention breathtakingly gorgeous."
Kagura laughed, tapping Inuyasha's chest with her fan. "Charming as ever." Her eyes sparkled with mirth. "Though I'd be careful if I were you. Sesshoumaru would rip you a new one if he thought you were trying to hit on me."
"Hey, I'm telling it like it is!" He protested. "It's not my fault that you are irresistible."
Kagura continued to smile, "You are going to die, Inu-chan." She prophesized, completely unfazed by his growl at the hated nickname.
"You are one to talk, wind bitch."
Kagura's eyes flashed. She hated that name, for that was what Naraku had always called her. "Bad puppy." She admonished, annoyed that Inuyasha knew that particular weak spot.
The hanyou opened his mouth for a harsh reply but stopped as his ears swirled, catching the soft click that signaled Kagome closing her phone.
"Mental note to self: Kill Souta." She muttered under her breath, raising her head at Inuyasha's chuckle.
"Dangerous." He teased.
Kagome frowned, drawing her hand back with the pure intention to smack him. But Kagura suddenly caught her arm, and the tension became suffocating in that one instant. The older woman's posture was stiff, and she was inspecting Kagome's arm intently.
"Kanna's youki." It was more of a statement than a question. A second later, she released the other girl, and turned to her brother-in-law instead. "But there are traces of yours as well."
"The signs of blood magic." A majestic voice floated from the door way, and Sesshoumaru stepped into the room.
"Fluffy." Inuyasha growled. "What have we done for you to grace us with your presence?"
"Do not call me that name if you wish to see your next birthday." Sesshoumaru was still as cold as ever.
Kagome smiled. "You two have to be only ones who can exchange death threats with the air of talking politics."
"Bush should be recalled immediately." Was Inuyasha's automatic response.
Sesshoumaru sighed. "Every time someone mentions the word 'politics', Inuyasha will become determined to make his view clear."
"Ah." Kagome nodded. "Though, I agree with him."
"As do we." A flicker of something close to a smile ghosted across the older youkai's face.
"We're going on tangent here." Kagura reminded them. Her gaze found her mate. "You are sure it's blood magic?"
"My own mate doubts me? Have you forgotten the second rule of mated couples?" A perfectly shaped eyebrow rose.
Kagura sighed, and recited. " 'Thou shall trust your mate unconditionally.' But that doesn't mean you are perfect, Sesshoumaru."
Inuyasha inched closer to Kagome, and whispered softly. "She's the only one who can say that and walk away alive."
Kagome giggled at the glare Sesshoumaru shot his younger brother, and replied just as softly. "And if looks could kill, you'd be a medical miracle."
"I'm a miracle in itself." He stated arrogantly.
Kagome sighed, declining to argue with him, and returned to their earlier topic. "Blood magic?"
"It's when Uncle Inu gives you his blood." Rin's voice piqued as the little girl slipped into the room. She was dressed in a long shapeless cotton dress, holding a little teddy bear and looking clearly tousled.
"Rin. You are supposed to be in bed." Sesshoumaru's voice held a note of disapproval.
Rin shook her head. "Couldn't sleep." Her curious eyes found Kagome's bewildered ones. "Did Uncle Inu really use blood magic?"
Kagome shrugged as Inuyasha tugged her down onto the loveseat with him and Kagura elegantly seated herself on the couch, next to Sesshoumaru. "I have no idea."
"Your youkai instincts are strong, Inuyasha." There was something like approval flashing across Sesshoumaru's eyes, though he did not elaborate at Inuyasha's inquisitive gaze.
"Excuse me?" Plain confusion colored Kagome's voice.
Rin clung to Kagura as the other woman petted her head. "Youkais, including hanyous, are ruled by their instincts." The wind sorceress explained. "Your blood is now infused with a hanyou's healing powers due to Inuyasha giving you his blood."
"Are you saying that my blood is now tainted?" Kagome squeaked.
"How could it not be?" Inuyasha's voice was suddenly hard, bitter. "After all, a dirty hanyou gave you blood, even if it saved your arm from becoming a scarecrow!"
"Inuyasha, don't..." Kagome began warningly.
"Save it!" Inuyasha snapped. "I don't want to hear any lies!"
"Stop it!" The dark-haired girl said forcefully, realizing that the word 'tainted' had struck a cord deep inside him. This wasn't some petty grudge he held toward her, but anger at the world that had been suppressed for far too long. "This is ridiculous!"
"Of course it is to you! You are pure human! You are not half youkai and half ningen!"
"So?" Kagome snapped, her voice matching his volume. Neither noticed Sesshoumaru and Kagura ushering a fascinated Rin out of the room.
"I didn't ask to be born like this! Who ever wanted to be half-demon? Hanyou are freaks, unnatural in their very existence!"
Kagome's eyes widened as she noticed that he truly believed what he was saying. Bile rose in her throat as she envisioned what his life must have been like. Hell, even she herself had been teased, simply because she was a Higurashi! If the taunts of her peers had been cruel, she could only image how much more hurtful the barbs aimed at him had to be. Inuyasha continued to rant, almost as if he was unaware that she was still there.
"What makes me so different, damn it!" As if to disprove her earlier thoughts, he turned his fierce amber eyes onto her, and his tone was more than just a little accusatory.
"No one has ever not accepted you simply because your existence! No one has ever told you that you're worthless! No one has ever told you that you should have been drowned at birth! No one..."
Inuyasha broke off abruptly as Kagome unexpectedly grabbed him in a desperate hug, and the scent of tears assaulted his sensitive nose. It took a moment for him to realize that she was sobbing silently into his chest. He froze before his hands hesitantly wrapped around her shaking form, enjoying the soft feel of her body against his hard one.
"Kagome?" He was utterly confused. He was the one who had a painful past. Shouldn't he be the one who was supposed to be upset to the point of tears?
"Don't ever think that!" Her voice was choked, but hard and forceful at the same time. She raised her head , tears brimming in her eyes, and Inuyasha suddenly realized that she was crying for him. She was shedding the tears he couldn't - wouldn't - allow himself to shed. She was trying to feel his pain for him.
"You are not worthless, Inuyasha." Her eyes focused on his, unwavering and direct. She wasn't saying this just to brighten his spirit; she meant it. "Don't you ever believe it! They don't know you and they have no right to think that of anyone. Everyone has a right to live, to be happy. We've all been delivered here to some greater purpose - it's our destiny, Inuyasha." A gentle smile touched her lips as she softly pushed the bangs out of his golden gaze. "I would have thought that someone as unique as you would have thought himself superior to us."
Inuyasha stared at her for so long that she became uncomfortable. His eyes were guarded, hooded, and completely unreadable.
"Inuyasha?" She whispered, eyes wide. He sat as still as a stature, and appeared to be barely breathing; however, his eyes never left hers.
"Go to sleep, Kagome, it's late." he finally said, his voice betraying no emotion whatsoever. Gently disentangling himself from her, the hanyou disappeared out of the door.
Kagome sat there, stunned. This was the first time he had pulled away from her without having to sustain some physical injury. After all, he had never missed a chance to touch her, and she had been pressed intimately against his body just now.
Did he suddenly not want her anymore?
__________________________________________________________________________Kagome blearily opened her eyes, pushing her bangs off her forehead warily. She had been tossing and turning all night, confused at the hanyou's strange behavior. A wry smile tugged at her lips.
'If anyone told me I'd be losing sleep over a certain Inuyasha Takahashi three days ago, I would have sent them straight to the mental clinic!'
She shakily stepped out of the soft comforter and dragged herself across the floor to the bathroom, wincing as the cold tiles met the soles of her feet. A look in the mirror told her clearly that she shouldn't have woken up this morning. Blood-shot red eyes stared back at her, and her hair looked like a flock of sparrows had camped a night in it. She gingerly tugged at a stray lock.
'Definitely had to assess the damage. Thank god for mirrors.' Realizing her hair would need deep conditioning, she prayed that a quick shower would suffice.
Considering she had been there only three days and already looked like hell itself had screwed her over, she was seriously wondering how the Takahashi women kept their perfect appearance.
__________________________________________________________________________Kagura looked up from the newspaper as Kagome walked down the stairs in a frenzy.
"Good morning." She greeted cheerily, deciding not to comment on the girl's bedraggled appearance.
"Good morning, Kagura." She said, staring around frantically. "Have you seen Inuyasha?"
Kagura laughed, her ruby orbs dancing. "Miss him already?"
Kagome blushed. "It's not that. I just need a ride..."
"No need to explain - I was just teasing." She turned and handed Kagome a styrofoam cup of coffee and a snack-bar. "He's in the car, but he says that he'll leave if you don't show up in the next three minutes."
The raven-haired girl continued to blush, embarrassed.
Murmuring a quick "Thank you", she steeled herself to meet Inuyasha. After yesterday's events, she was slightly worried about seeing him. A warm hand stopped her, and she saw herself gazing into the soft eyes of Izayoi.
"Izayoi-sama." She bowed quickly, feeling incredibly awkward with both her hands full.
The older woman smiled gently. "Kagome, please, have patience with Inuyasha. He can be rather difficult at times, but a good boy at heart nonetheless."
"I shall take your words to heart, Izayoi-sama."
"Thank you." The older woman smiled, before making a shooing motion. "Now go before Inuyasha really leaves without you and you decide to revise your opinion of my words."
Kagome laughed, walking swiftly to the door. Stopping to pull on her shoes, she swung up her backpack and took a deep breath, hoping she was ready to face the hanyou. Or rather, he was ready to be reasonable.
'Well, ready or not, here I come.'
__________________________________________________________________________Inuyasha growled impatiently, tapping the steering wheel. If the bitch didn't show up soon, they were going to be late. Not that he cared, but his father would throw a fit, no matter if it was truly his fault or not.
His ears swiveled as he heard the front door open before slamming shut, and seconds later, the girl who had him on such an edge just now came flying down the steps. Racing to the passenger door, she dropped the coffee in the cup holder and flopped down on the seat. Without a further word or even an apology, she bit into the granola bar as Inuyasha swiftly revved the engine and the car shot off like a rocket.
"Took you long enough, bitch!" He snarled. "Do you sleep before the mirror or what?"
"No, Inuyasha. Sorry I am late." She murmured, not taking her eyes from the scenery.
The hanyou's brows rose at the uncharacteristic demure reply. He'd expected a sharp retort at the obvious jab. Taking a tentative sniff of the air, he sorted through the scents that assaulted his keen senses. Paint, fuel, grass, and the flowery scent that was purely Kagome were all tainted with something bitter. His eyes grew wide as he placed the smell - fatigue and utter exhaustion. He chanced a quick look at her and was stunned to see her appearance. Her eyes were dull, the lids dropping, and dark circles marred her face. Her cheeks were flushed with an unhealthy color, and she slumped boneless against the headrest.
"You look like you got royally screwed." He said gruffly, wincing inwardly at the words that sprouted without his mind's conscious control. Why was it so difficult for him to show concern?
Kagome sighed. "I feel like I got royally screwed."
"Did he fuck you good and rough?" The words tumbled uncensored from his lips. He groaned barely audibly as Kagome bolted upright, her sleepiness fading away to absolute fury. A small, clear part that was not yet intoxicated by the scent of her anger noted that the only reason he hadn't got slapped yet was because the girl was too tired.
"What the fuck are you exactly hinting at, Inuyasha?" She whispered dangerously, her eyes flashing blue thunder.
'Yikes. She's cursing.' The hanyou was well aware that none of the words in the previous sentence spelled a particular good sentence for him.
"What do you think, bitch?"
"I think you are implying that I am a whore." Her voice was even and hard, though a little hitch at the last word indicated to the silver-haired boy that Kagome was not used to uttering these kinds of words.
"Smart girl." He sneered. "So, was he any good?"
"Probably better than you." She shot him a dark smile. "It's a wonder your dick hasn't shriveled up yet from all those diseases."
His smile mirrored hers in danger at the barb. As far as males were concerned, that blow was way below the belt. "And it's a wonder your pussy hasn't dried up yet from a lack of exercise."
Kagome turned red. "My bodily functions have nothing to do with this conversation!"
"Oh, but it does, Ka-go-me," he drawled out her name deliberately. "it does."
She merely raised an eyebrow.
"I can show you more pleasure than those stupid little human boys can ever dream of. I can make you cum over and cum again, without resting in between like ningen boys. I can feel every nuance of your body. Ask around, the girls will tell you I've never left an unsatisfied female in my bed. I've never had a bed partner who did not enjoy every movement of our fucking." Kagome's face had now reached the color of crimson. Inuyasha grinned darkly as he moved in for the kill. "I can fulfill every fantasy you have ever had."
The girl next to him scoffed, staring directly at the car ahead without every seeing it. "For one night, maybe." Her eyes slid back into focus, and she focused them squarely on his face. "What about forever?"
Inuyasha remained silent.
Kagome sighed, muttering softly to herself. "How come all our conversations, no matter how innocent, always turn sexual in nature?"
"You can't resist me." Was Inuyasha's prompt reply. "It's your indirect way of satisfying your nature curiosity about me."
She rolled her eyes. "Your ego must be suffocating you." Kagome tugged absently at a lock that had escaped the clip. "And to return to your earlier topic, I'm tired not because I was making love with someone, as your nose probably told you the minute I stepped into your eyesight, but because I didn't sleep well last night."
"I know you weren't 'making love'" he took his hands off the steering wheel for a second to make quotation marks in the air, "or I'd have killed that bastard."
Ignoring Kagome's angry look, Inuyasha's bled red for a moment as he growled, "No one goes after my bitch and gets away with it."
"You have no right to dictate my love life, as I've told you over and over again, so I suggest you get the stupid notion that I somehow belong to you out of your head." she snapped "Besides, if I take a man to bed, it will because I want to make to love to him, not because I'm desperate for someone to sleep with."
She paused for a second, and her disposition suggested both hesitancy and innocent puzzlement. "If you knew I wasn't sleeping with any man, then why did you make that earlier comment?"
This time, Inuyasha smiled, "You are pretty when you are all riled up." He complimented, enjoying the soft blush that spread over her cheeks. "And I like little spitfires. They are fun to tame."
"Because you are a tiger in bed and you like your little whores to be docile?" A corner of her luscious lips curved upward in an ironic smile. "What a sadist."
Inuyasha laughed. "Not a tiger." He corrected. "More like a demon."
Kagome barely managed to stifle her laughter as the tension in the car eased to almost nonexistent. "Why am I not surprised?"
"Geez, don't ask me. You are the one that's confused."
"Oh, smart, Inuyasha, really witty. My jaw is hanging open, awed by your wording ability." She growled sarcastically.
He replied with his traditional cocky smile. "I know."
__________________________________________________________________________Sango laughed softly, her eyes smiling at Kagome. Classes were done for the day, and both girls were ready to relax a bit before studying.
"I heard from reliable sources that Inuyasha asked you to the dance on Friday. What is he aiming at, "Cutest Couple"?"
Kagome gave an elegant shrug. "Doesn't he get voted that every time, no matter what girl he brings? Besides, he didn't ask me; he told me."
"Ah." Sango made an understanding sound. "You mean he was being the arrogant jerk?"
Kagome sighed. "No, he was just being Inuyasha." Shaking her head at Sango's laugh, she swiftly changed the subject. "Are you going.?"
"Not out of my free will!" Sango growled, her mirth immediately dropping away.
Kagome sighed, "Join the club." Her eyes pinned the older girl. "Who's you date?"
Sango fidgeted, her hands unconsciously clasping and unclasping. "Miroku." She whispered, the word barely audible to Kagome's ears. However, her eyebrows rose in confusion as Kagome broke out into peals of laughter.
"What's so funny?" She asked, slightly defensive.
Kagome held up a hand, choking and sputtering as she tried to bring her laughter under control, her lips twitching.
"When you are done screaming like a hyena, you will let me know, won't you?" Sango snapped, annoyed, her foot tapping the ground impatiently.
"I'm sorry, Sango - I wasn't trying to be insensitive." Kagome finally managed. "I just figured out Miroku's life goal."
"Oh?"
Kagome nodded her head vigorously. "He's trying to get beaten to death!"
A corner of the older girl's lips twitched, though she tried to keep the stern facade. "He doesn't need the dance for that ambition."
"But it's the perfect chance!" Kagome protested. "Think of it this way: A pretty girl walks by on the arm of a nice boy, he gropes her, and then is triply - is that even a word? - beaten by you, the girl, and her boyfriend! Three birds with one stone!"
Both girls grinned, sharing a glance of understanding.
"Have you already gotten a dress, Kagome?" Sango inquired, changing the subject.
The younger girl groaned, rolling her eyes. "You won't believe this, San, but Inuyasha has decided that..."
"It's time to go shopping, Kagome!" A loud voice called out to her, and Sango turned to see Inuyasha striding confidently toward them. The other girl simply moaned, dropping her face in her hands.
"As I was saying, Inuyasha has decided that he's taking me shopping for a dress."
"I can see that," came the amused response, "but is he paying?"
"Sango!" Kagome whined. "How can you possibly think of asking me a question like that at a time like this?"
"Like what?" Sango's voice was filled with innocence.
"Like that!" Shooting Inuyasha a look of deepest loathing, she pointed her finger at him. Sango simply smiled, ready to watch the drama unfold.
Inuyasha grabbed the finger that was pointed at him and placed it on his heart. Kagome squeaked and tried to pull her hand away but it was pressed tightly against his chest. "You wound me, babe." The hanyou cast a mournful expression on his fine features. His face lowered to hers, and he whispered softly. "Didn't your mother tell you it's rude to point?"
Kagome yelped in surprise as Inuyasha nipped at a soft ear-lobe. "Didn't your mother tell you not to bite people?"
He smirked, showing off his fangs. "What do you think these are for, sweetheart?"
"Intimidating spineless worms." She snapped.
"Nope, honey. They are for biting sweet little bitches like you."
"I'm not a bitch!" Kagome all but yelled.
"Sure you are." His voice lowered even more. "My bitch.
She whacked him on the head. "Don't ever let me catch you saying that again, you over-grown piece of cabbage."
"Heh, I'm much better looking than a cabbage!" He protested, rubbing his head.
Sango barely managed a stifled laugh. "Haven't you realized what Kagome's hobbies are?" She called out to the silver-haired boy.
"Yes!" He managed, keeping a wary eye on Kagome. "She likes killing people."
Sango was unable to stop her laugh as her friend's eyes widened, and seconds later, a bewildered hanyou was being dragged away by a seething miko.
Kagome shoved Inuyasha against a wall the minute they were out of Sango's sight. He quirked an eyebrow, surprised at the strength in her slender arms.
"You listen, Inuyasha, and listen well!" She snapped, unaware that her scent had spiked and Inuyasha was having a violent internal struggle, trying hard to keep his demon at bay. "I have told you over and over again that I am not yours. Tell me, which part of that sentence is so difficult to understand?"
"None." Compared to the raging inferno of Kagome's fury, Inuyasha's calm answer was a smooth sea. "That does not mean that I accept it, though."
Kagome sighed, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. "Then how can I make you accept it?"
Inuyasha caught her hand. "Be careful what you ask for, bitch." He warned her.
Her eyes sparkled in defiance at his challenge. "I'll let that name-calling slide - for now. I simply want to know the answer, and I'd be delighted if you'd be kind enough to give it."
Inuyasha gazed at her for a moment. "Sleep with me."
And before Kagome had the chance to respond, he kissed her. Her eyes opened wide, almost tearing. A hand fisted in his shirt as her mouth melted under his. 'I didn't realize there were so many different types of kisses.' Her mind wondered idly. This time, the kiss was neither brutal nor dominating, nor insistent, soft or coaxing, but tender and gentle. His mouth glided expertly over hers, molding her lips to fit his. A soft chuckle escaped him as she whimpered in protest when he pulled back.
"Still angry at me?" He whispered, fondly tucking a stray lock of her hair behind her ear.
She blushed, trying to glare at him. "Disgusting pig."
He smirked. "What am I now, a shape shifter?"
Kagome simply frowned.
"Well, first you call me a tiger, then a demon, and now I am a pig?" He smirked, giving her the puppy eyes.
Kagome tried to retain her stern expression though a corner of her lips quirked. It was impossible for her to stay mad him when he looked at her so adoringly. "This won't work every time, you know."
"Well, then I better make each time count." Was the flippant answer.
This time, she smiled. "I'd save a few for those times I desire to rip off those ears of yours and mount them on the wall!"
Inuyasha winced at the mental image. "Why always the ears?" He mourned, curiously flicking one with a claw. "Those are really tender, you know."
"Precisely." She allowed herself a smirk, which seemed at contrast with her delicate features. "Besides, they are one of the few things cute enough to be on my wall."
"What about my picture? Would that be cute enough to earn a place on your wall?"
Kagome giggled. "Not unless you were dressed in a bunny suit with fluff and all."
Inuyasha shuddered at that mental prospect. "I think I'll pass."
"Oh, but you'd look so cute." Kagome crooned, batting her eyelashes.
The hanyou simply sighed. "Shopping time!" He insisted, and guided her forcefully toward his car.
__________________________________________________________________________Kagome groaned, wondering how she got herself into those crazy situations. It's been only four hours since school had been out, and already Inuyasha had dragged her through three shopping malls, and so far, they had bought everything but a dress for Friday.
She shot the hanyou next to her a look as though she wished him a most painful death as he hung up the phone. He ignored the poisonous thoughts racing through her head which were expressed eloquently on her face.
"A truck will be picking us up. My car is already filled, and I'm in no mood to drive us twice." He shrugged nonchalantly.
"You have those numbers saved in your phonebook?" She asked incredulously.
Inuyasha shook his head. "No, but I call them often enough that I know their service number by heart."
Kagome narrowed her eyes dangerously, and he hastened to explain, "Photographic memory, remember?"
She clenched her teeth. "I swear by everything holy that if you dare to drag me to another shopping trip in the next decade or so, I'll pin your picture to my door and use it to shoot darts with."
He winced. "There are other avenues of releasing violent energy."
"Yeah!" She agreed vehemently. "Like using you as target practice for my next archery contest!"
The hanyou's eyes lit up with sudden interest. "Any other sport besides shooting things through me?"
She regarded him suspiciously. "Yes," she answered slowly, warily.
"What others?"
"All kinds of weapons." Her eyes flashed mockingly. "I'm a rich kid, you know. Self-defense is vital to my survival."
"Smashing beautiful!" Inuyasha exclaimed, grinning at her raised eyebrows at the unfamiliar term.
"Smashing beautiful?" She repeated, before stating wryly. "That sounds ominous."
"It's not." He assured her. "It's just I've never seen a female fight with more than just one hand-to-hand weapon before. Kagura uses the katana, as does my mother, but that's all they use...."
Inuyasha trailed off, as Kagome was no longer listening to him. Instead, she stood transfixed in front of a window, staring blankly. Following her gaze, the hanyou caught his breath. For on a mannequin, he saw a dress that was perfect for Kagome. A silky dress of wispy pink material looking as fragile as cotton candy wrapped around the dummy's body, hanging off one shoulder and leaving the other bare, draping a little more heavily on the chest and around the hips. An asymmetrical hem would offset long and slender legs, one side stopping only three inches below her hips, while the other side trailed to below the knees. He furrowed his brows. It was true that the dress was amazingly beautiful, but it revealed too much skin for his peace of mind, not to mention that it was almost semi-transparent. He wouldn't mind buying the dress - as long as it was for his eyes alone!
"Kagome, let's go." He spoke, wringing a feeble protest from the girl as he dragged her into the shop.
A saleslady glanced up from what appeared to be a checkbook, face paling as her eyes landed on the hanyou's. Inuyasha took a tentative sniff, and the scent of a lynx youkai assaulted his senses. He wrinkled his brow - lynx youkais were known for producing extremely pretty females, and this one hurrying toward him was extraordinary beautiful, with wide green eyes, strawberry-blond hair, and golden skin. But as an inuyoukai, it was instinctual to hate the stench of cats.
"What is your wish, my lord?" She murmured, eyes casts demurely to the ground.
Inuyasha had to fight the urge to snort; she was only acting so submissive, but he had caught the wicked gleam in her eye, indicating she was plotting something. He jerked his thumb over the shoulder. "That dress."
The girl was about to follow his order as Kagome's soft voice stopped both youkais in their track. "Metsuki? Emerarudo Metsuki?"
Both pair of eyes swung to her. The lynx youkai scented the air, and her eyes widened in surprise. "Kagome! Higurashi Kagome! It really is you!"
The raven-haired girl squealed in delight, hugging the other fiercely. Metsuki shyly returned the hug, and Inuyasha was surprised to scent the lynx's arousal. 'Stupid kitty cat; thinking I'll ever be interested in her.' Struggling to keep the growl from erupting, he barked out, the menace clearly in his voice. "The dress!"
Metsuki quickly untangled herself, breathing a little heavily, as she lead them to the back room, whispering a quiet, "Just a moment," before disappearing through a door marked "Authorized Personnel Only."
"I haven't seen Metsu-chan in ages!" Kagome chattered happily, completely ignoring Inuyasha's stoic silence. "I had no idea she was working here, though I suppose it's a bit obvious she'd choose a place like this."
"Oh?" He murmured absently, craning his neck. Where in the world was that girl? He wanted to get out of this old antique shop as fast as possible!
Kagome nodded her head vigorously. "Yes. Back in high school, she was known for her extensive knowledge in history and fashion. She kept talking about working some where she could be in touch with both aspects on a daily basis. And then, during junior year, we stumbled upon this little shop, and she immediately feel in love with it." Kagome looked around happily. "I'd forgotten all about it, though I even bought my prom dress here."
Inuyasha's eyes lit up with the opportunity of prying a little. "Who was your prom date?"
Kagome blushed a deep shade of crimson. "Why do you want to know?" She asked quietly.
Inuyasha shrugged, though he was even more curious to find out who it was. After all, Kagome's response had just told him that he most likely knew that person. "Don't tell me it was Metsuki."
She looked revolted. "Don't be sick, Yash.", she snapped, not realizing her slip of tongue.
"Was it Sango, then, Kags?" He continued to tease, putting emphasis on the last word.
Kagome frowned. "I didn't give you permission to call me Kags."
"And I didn't give you permission to call me Yash, either!" He retorted.
"I did not call you Yash!"
"You just did!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
A tentative voice broke up their stubborn argument. "My lord? The dress you requested." Inuyasha swung around to see Metsuki, a dress matching the one in the window draped carefully over her arm, and eye-balling it, he guessed it was Kagome's size.
The raven-haired girl narrowed her eyes. "Inuyasha," she began in a dangerously sweet voice, "you won't tell me you are thinking of buying that for me, are you?"
Inuyasha gulped - he knew that voice. "Maybe?" He ventured.
Kagome clenched her jaw. "You will do no such thing, Inuyasha, or I will do things do you that you've never even imaged of."
"Really?" He asked, a sly smirk curving his lips.
Kagome's glare turned icy as she caught the look. "If you dare so much as ask me to wear it, I'll take a pair of scissors to your hair."
Inuyasha cringed, jumping to the defensive. "You were staring at it! I thought you liked it!"
Both seemed to have forgotten the sales-girl as Kagome scoffed. "And have you ogle me like I'm a piece of meat?"
"You think too highly of yourself, bitch. My patience is running out."
"And mine isn't?"
"Kagome? My lord?" Metsuki ventured timidly, not eager to get between the arguing pair, but also realizing the necessity to break up the fight before it broke her shop.
"Please, Metsu-chan, would it be too much trouble for you to see whether there is one my size of the lovely red and black one you have in the window next to the one Inuyasha seems to have fallen in love with?" Kagome asked sweetly, ignoring Inuyasha's indignant sputter about her slight. The emerald-eyed girl looked confused, but promised to help before disappearing once again behind the door, though not before Inuyasha snatched the pink dress out of her hand, muttering something about needing it for closer inspection.
The minute Metsuki had disappeared, he rounded on his companion. "I would like to inform you that I do not fall in love with inanimate objects!"
She gave an elegant shrug. "If no one is willing to 'help'", she replied, putting emphasis on the last word, "then you'll just rely on inanimate things."
Inuyasha growled, furious. "Bitch," he snarled. "How dare you say that I am so deprived I would lower myself like some hormonal teenager who has no control?"
Her gaze never wavered. "I did not say so - you did."
He sighed, shaking his head. "That's me outsmarted, isn't it?"
Kagome smiled brightly. "I do try."
"Ungrateful bitch." He muttered under his breath.
The soft shuffling sound stopped Kagome from answering as Metsuki reappeared with the dress she had requested. Angling her body in a way that shielded the material from Inuyasha's view, she quickly thanked her friend and disappeared off to the changing rooms, with a quick call for the hanyou to behave himself.
__________________________________________________________________________Inuyasha tapped his foot impatiently, glancing annoyed at the salesgirl who was now busy flipping through a thick book that had to weigh at least half a ton. He growled as she stole a glance at him, and Metsuki quickly looked away. But this time, she spoke, her pretty voice grating on his nerves, though her eyes remained fixed on the novel in her hand.
"Takahashi-sama?"
He grunted to show that he was listening.
"Kagome-chan seems to be very close to you."
His eyebrows shot up at that. 'Kagome-chan? Just how close is this bitch to her?' However, he was not given time to dwell on it as Metsuki went on.
"She really is a very sweet girl, is she not?" A fond smile materialized itself onto her lips, revealing a hint of fangs. "She was one of the first ones to befriend me."
Metsuki laughed humorlessly. "Girls like me aren't exactly high in demand." The last sentence seemed to be more for herself than him.
Inuyasha was at loss for what to say. This conversation was not at all going the way he had anticipated. Relying on his sense of smell, he had assumed that the lynx youkai would be trying her damnest to seduce him since Kagome was changing, but instead, there was a faint glimmer in her vivid green eyes that spoke of anger as she asked, almost accusatory, "What is your relationship to Kagome-chan?"
"That is none of your business." Snapped Inuyasha coldly. How dare that cat interfere in his affairs!
The book clattered to the ground at Metsuki stood up abruptly, her eyes spitting green fire, and the hanyou was surprised to see that her hands were balled into fists.
"It is my business." She hissed so vehemently that Inuyasha was momentarily taken aback. Where had the timid young salesgirl gone to? In its place stood a gorgeous fiery woman who appeared ready to tear him apart with her claws. "I know your reputation, Takahashi-sama. You stink of more girls than I can count, and I refuse to let Kagome-chan become another one of your conquests!"
Inuyasha kept a growl in with difficulty. Why was everyone so protective of Kagome? Even a mere salesgirl in a random shop dared to question him, the Prince of the Western Land and son of the great Inutaisho, about his intentions with the tasty bitch changing in that soundproof room.
"You have no right to question me, wench! What I do with mine does not concern you!" He let loose a low snarl, beyond pissed at the minx.
"She's not yours!" Metsuki nearly shrieked, her body rigid.
"Oh, but she is." Inuyasha smirked at the shocked stare he received. "She is covered in my scent, and you know as well as I do that no one dares to touch anything that I have staked a claim on."
Metsuki paled considerably, but she still stood her ground, and retorted - before her mind had time to process the information, "There is always a first time."
Inuyasha moved like lightning, and the agile lynx youkai found herself pressed against a wall, with the hanyou's claws poised dangerously at her throat. "You know the rules." He hissed darkly. "Do not presume I would hesitate to kill you. You know your sentence should you attempt to touch her."
Metsuki slumped in his grasp, her entire posture speaking of defeat. Inuyasha released her, and she dropped to the ground. "I over-stepped my bounds, my lord." She choked out, but her eyes were still filled with defiance. "I shall assist you to the best of my ability and will not hinder you in any of your endeavors." Her voice became even softer. "But please do not hurt Kagome-chan."
Inuyasha seated himself comfortably on a chair, while Metsuki stood respectively a few paces away, her features shockingly blank.
"Lovely. You can start by telling me Kagome's prom date's name."
"Hojo." Metuski's features did not change, but her voice was full of distaste and disdain.
Inuyasha held back a chuckle, and flicked his phone open. "What is your cell number?"
"1-505-499-9926." The lynx answered automatically, not bothering to ask why he wanted it. After all, she had a fairly good guess.
The sound of a door opening cut Inuyasha's interrogation short. Both heads turned automatically, and Inuyasha felt his jaw drop open as Kagome stood shyly, looking at him a bit uncertainly, but anxious for his approval. Metsuki next to him sucked in a breath sharply as his eyes roved hungrily over her. She looked absolutely stunning!
The dress - besides being in his favorite colors - clung to her body as if it had been designed with her in mind. The dress was a silky black with a trailing skirt that fell heavily to her dainty ankles and a delicate silver embroidery design in the shape of phoenix in full flight lining the bottom and the sleeves of the dress. A blood red shift was draped over her top before becoming heavier to wrap around and over her skirt, falling almost to her feet on the right side, though it was only two inches below her hips on the left, cutting a diagonal line which made her legs appear even longer than they already were, creating a drastic comparison between the see-through red shift and the heavy dark silk. A line created by lining soft pearls outlined the circumference of her rib-cage below her breasts, creating the illusion of a contrast between her chest and tiny waist. As she twirled to show off the whole dress, Inuyasha felt is mouth water as he stared at the bare expanse of her back.
"Wow, you look absolutely breathtaking, Kagome." Metsuki approved, her eyes taking in the sight of her friend. The said girl blushed, smiling almost nervously at the dumb-struck hanyou.
"What do you think, Inuyasha?"
The silver-haired boy blinked, and had to clear his throat twice before he was able to croak throatily, "Speechless."
Both girls chuckled at the raspy one-word reply from the usually so articulate hanyou. "I'll say." Kagome replied, the voice thick with amusement though her eyes showed that she was both pleased and flattered by his compliment.
Kagome was about to return to the changing room when Metsuki shrieked excitedly. "Wait, Kagome-chan! I just remembered I have the perfect shoes and purse for this." And without a further word, the emerald-eyed youkai dashed from their sight, her footfall light and fading quickly.
Kagome snuck a glance at Inuyasha, the hunger in his gaze causing her to fidget uncomfortably. "So, you like this dress?" She asked desperately, mentally kicking herself at the lame attempt to start a conversation.
Inuyasha seemed to have recovered himself as he replied, "Hell yeah!" A slow, dark smirk curved his sensuous mouth. "You look good enough to eat."
That last comment snapped her temper back into existence. "I don't doubt it." She commented flatly. "You, on the hand, look like a hungry wolf."
Inuyasha growled lowly; Kagome did not know what it meant to an inuyoukai, especially him, to be compared to a wolf, but that did not stop him from being pissed at the judgment. "Don't speak about what you don't understand, bitch."
Kagome frowned. However, the words seemed to have triggered an image from last night. Turning abruptly away, she balled a hand into a fist to stop herself from shaking. "What happened last night?"
Inuyasha furrowed his brows - he had no idea what she was getting at, "What are you talking about?"
"That's what I am trying to figure out!" She snapped.
Inuyasha simply raised an eyebrow, waiting for her continue.
"You... you..." she gestured wildly with her arms, not certain how to phrase her concern without sounding as though she was worried about him - she was, but he didn't need to know that! "You weren't yourself!"
Inuyasha stilled. "Which part?" He asked softly, dangerously.
Kagome blushed as she mumbled, "The last part."
"Be more specific." He urged, though he had a fairly good idea, but he refused to explain more than absolutely necessarily. Sending a quick prayer to the kamis, he hoped it wasn't what he thought it was.
"You know..." she murmured, quite embarrassed.
When he still didn't reply, she blurted out, "You pulled away from me!"
"Ah!" Kagome had never heard a more ominous sound than that one syllable.
The hanyou grinned, "You missed my touch?" He offered huskily, trying to divert her attention from the original topic.
The raven-haired girl moaned inwardly. "You have the pissing-me-off ability to turn everything sexual!"
He shrugged arrogantly. "It's a gift."
"However," she glared, "that does not mean you have a good ability in changing topics."
There was silence for a moment, but Kagome tapped her foot impatiently. "I am waiting." She snapped a second later.
Inuyasha sighed. "I know." He said with exaggerated care, as if speaking to dim-witted child.
"And?" She pressed.
"And nothing!" He finally roared. "Listen, bitch, it's not your business what goes on in my life and how I act!"
"The hell it is my business!" She yelled, matching his volume, while one finger poked angrily at his chest. "Listen, mister, considering I lost precious sleep over your weird behavior last night I have a damn good reason to know why the hell you pulled away!"
'Wow - she's cursing again. I must be setting a record.' He noted wryly, "You lost sleep over me?" He asked, suddenly quiet.
"Yes!" She growled, not caring how she sounded. "So, explain!"
Inuyasha mentally groaned. He desperately wished there was a way out of this, but there was no way the Gods woul be that kind to him. However, it seemed the kamis liked to torture him, and just to prove him wrong, they decided to grant his wish. 'I must have done something good in my previous life, since it sure as hell didn't happen in this one' he thought sardonically as a high-pitched scream tore through the air. Kagome instantly froze, her eyes widening as she focused everything in her that one blood-curling cry.
"Metsuki!" They both cried, recognizing the voice.
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