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Chapter 7: The Working Class

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Warnings: Please do not read if you
find swearing, dirty talk or sexual situations disturbing. Trust me, we just
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This chapter was written by Ai Kisugi, with edits and additions by Karaumea.

Takeshi frowned. Last night had been long. He had followed
the hanyou girl and Kagome to the movie theater. However, he had been surprised
to see a boy from the Hojo clan waiting to take Kagome on a date. It was too
bad that the girl didn't know the boy's connections. He would have to warn her
somehow. The Hojo family was trouble, and he knew that from personal
experience.

He pulled his SIG-Sauer pistol out of his side holster and
put it down on his rickety kitchen table. He pressed the magazine release
button with practiced ease. He wasn't even looking at the gun as he caught the
clip of ammo that slid out the bottom. He placed the clip on the cheap,
linoleum table. Then, he carefully checked to make sure that the chamber was
empty and that no ammo cartridges were stuck inside the housing.

He knew that there were no stray bullets inside, however his
gun was a weapon. You always checked to make sure the firing chamber was
clear—always. One mistake with a gun could end a life.

Takeshi then moved to his right to open up a thin,
rectangular wooden box. Inside were cloths, rods, brushes, and cleaning
solvent. His pistol really didn't need to be cleaned, but working on his piece
slowly and methodically like he did every day was almost a catharsis for him.
As usual, he was frustrated, and the monotony of the task he was doing simply
let his pent up feelings find an outlet.

Hojo. Why did that kid
have to get involved? He pulled the slide all the way back and locked the
pistol into place, opening up the barrel of the gun for inspection. He looked
to see if there was any excess carbon soot marring the steel finish. Luckily, Shaya was there.

The middle-aged man laughed to himself and his brown eyes
twinkled in merriment. He recalled the 'date' that he had witnessed last night
and the many attempts of Hojo to woo Kagome that were met with Shaya's frequent
discouragement. He really didn't know what was funnier: the way Shaya pelted
the young boy with popcorn kernels or Hojo's look of dismay every time his
attempts to touch Kagome were repulsed.

Ahhh... Takeshi
wiped a hand down his face. He had been a little worried when he found out that
Shaya had been Kagome's new roommate—more than worried, in fact. However,
now he saw the hanyou as someone who could protect Kagome from harm. Shaya had
even saved her from a potentially fatal fall at a shopping center earlier that
week.

Shaya. Takeshi
shook his head. Inuyasha, that poor boy...
He knew who Shaya really was and he didn't envy the lad. It had been only a
week since he trailed Naraku to the Takahashi building and the office of
Sesshoumaru.

He had arrived well before Naraku and had noticed that
Sesshoumaru's younger brother, Inuyasha, and Kouga Ookami had arrived. He was
well aware of the two boys. Not only did they often tangle with the law, but
they also had just managed to destroy a large portion of Naraku's property the
night beforehand. Takeshi was surprised that they arrived just prior to the mob
boss. It was well known that Naraku had put out a hit order on the two boys.
Over a billion yen had been offered to anyone who could kill both of them. They
were only teenagers, but Naraku was merciless and angry. Apparently, Kouga had
also managed to sleep with the man's only daughter during their rampage. The
older man grimaced. Shortly afterward, Naraku had arrived, and he was sure that
the two boys would soon be found dead within the Takahashi building. Those two
had no idea who they were messing with.

He was utterly surprised when he saw Inuyasha and Kouga
leave the building with the headmistress of the Shikon Boarding School some
thirty minutes later. Even more astounding was that this time they looked like
female versions of themselves. He knew they were the same troublemakers. They
wore the same clothes and they had the same features. It was just now they had
feminine curves. The sheer hilarity of the situation made him laugh to himself
again. The look on their faces! Utter
bewilderment, anger, befuddlement, and shock laced their features, while the
headmistress corralled the girls as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

Sesshoumaru Takahashi really managed to find the punishment
that fit the crime. Takeshi assumed that the well-connected businessman had
managed to get a hold of some very expensive and rare, demonic concealment
charms. The two boys had already tangled with the law too many times. Hopefully,
this penalty would calm them down and perhaps even change their ways for the
better. They had been caught dealing drugs, getting into fights, and the Ookami
boy had been arrested for having sex in a public place.

He was surprised to find out a few days later that the
'boys' were rooming with Kagome Higurashi and Ayame Kita. He was a little upset
to know that two boys were sleeping in the same room with two teenage girls.
However, after observing the situation he found that their disguises
effectively gelded the 'boys.' The two boys turned girls seemed to be trying to
keep from getting noticed, probably due to the embarrassment they would face if
discovered.

He smiled as he pushed a cleaning rod down the neck of his automatic.
As long as those two boys didn't get frisky with any of the girls, he would let
them keep their disguises. If they were in their true forms, Naraku would have
killed them already. The mob boss was practically seething in rage over the
accumulated losses that they had done to him. And the last thing he wanted to
do was to help the mob boss kill some hapless teenagers—even if those
teenagers were troublemakers.

Until Naraku was exposed and put behind bars neither those
two boys nor Takeshi could ever hope to lead a normal life again. All he needed
was evidence.

Takeshi's cleaning was done, and his fingers fairly flew as
they locked pieces of the gun back together. He slid the magazine chamber into
place. It was a fully loaded clip with 12 rounds.

Soon, Naraku...soon.

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Shaya sat down in front of an old computer model in the high
school computer lab. He tried not to growl in frustration. Before he was stuck
on campus as a 'girl' he had more money than he knew what to do with and had
every electronic gadget known to man. Now, he was stuck using a rundown
computer that was loaded with software from eons ago and had a keyboard with
missing keys. At least it doesn't connect
to the Internet with a modem!

Inuyasha started to search on the Internet for a job that he
could apply to. What sort of job hires
girls with no experience? He found a job website and did a search with the
keywords: no experience. Several options were then listed on the screen and he
started to scroll through the offerings.

As he started to look, he saw that his erstwhile demon
companion was strangely engrossed in his computer. Shaya peered over to look at
Kori's computer monitor. Inuyasha's eyes widened in surprise when he saw the
many windows that had erupted all over the screen. Most of the windows had
erotic pictures of half-nude women and most of the captions read, 'Women
seeking women.' Kori had managed to find the lesbian personal ads. He had also
found a link to 'Gold Finger:' a lesbian club in Tokyo. The wolf demon was also
madly engrossed in an online chatroom called, 'Cyber Dykes.'

"What the hell are you doing, bim-bo?" remarked Shaya a
little too loudly for the other members of the computer lab, who looked at him
with irritation.

"Keep it down, dog-breath," answered Kori as she grinned
wolfishly. "You don't know how long I have fantasized about being in a lesbian
chatroom." The demon scrolled down the site showing various pictures of girls
in all manners of dress and undress.

Shaya looked at the screen with a bored gaze. Most of the
girls that were pictured looked more like men than women. Most of them had
short haircuts; some of them even had buzzcuts or were bald. It was as if they
were trying to get rid of their lovely feminine mystique by looking like a man.

Kori pointed out a picture to Shaya. "I'm going to try to
meet up with this girl."

Inuyasha looked down at the personal ad Kouga was perusing. Lipstick lesbian seeks feminine-acting woman
for romance. I pack. No butches. Inuyasha paused as he quirked an eyebrow
in confusion. "What's a lipstick lesbian?" asked Shaya a little too loudly.

"Shut the fuck up!" responded Kori as she grabbed Shaya
forcefully by her silvery forelocks and pulled her down to see the girl he was
trying to meet up with. Then the wolf demon spoke in a subdued voice so that no
one else could hear. "It means she looks and acts like a normal girl. No short
haircuts or butch behavior. She just likes fucking girls. I'm going to ask her
to meet up with me." Shaya pursed her lips as she looked at the picture. The girl
had black hair, a china doll haircut and crimson eyes that held an odd gleam.
She was obviously a demon.

"Hey, what's with the 'I pack' stuff?" queried Shaya.

"Dunno," answered Kori. "And I don't care. I need to get
laid."

"Don't you think she'll notice that you don't have the right
equipment?" added Shaya dryly as she crossed her arms and arched a perfectly
manicured black eyebrow.

"I'll tell her it's a strap-on," replied Kori nonplused.
"I'm telling you. I just need to fuck something and do it soon. I'm loosing my
mind."

Shaya only rolled her eyes and started to look over the
listings again. It didn't take long for another set of demonic eyes to start
gazing at her monitor.

"What are you staring at, Kor-ree?" questioned Shaya a
little too loudly.

The wolf demon started to read the listing on Shaya's computer
screen. "Seventh Heaven club. Needs waitress. No experience necessary. Will
train. Uniform provided. 2,000 Yen/Hour. Roppongi Street." Kori looked at Shaya
quizzically. "You're trying to get a job, muttface?"

Inuyasha glared at his demon friend before printing out the
listing and then closing up the computer screens. "Yeah. I'm broke and..." Shaya
paused before she lowered her voice and cupped her clawed hand in front of her
mouth. She started to whisper conspiratorially, "Kagome agreed to go out on a
date with me."

"What?" Kouga turned Shaya around to look at him as he
whispered, "She said she'd date you? Is Kagome a lesbian?" Kouga's face was
crestfallen. "Damn, all the hot chicks are playing for the other team!"
Inuyasha almost started to laugh, but he was able to withhold his guffaw into a
snicker.

Inuyasha took Kouga's arm aside. "No, wolf shit. She agreed
to date Inuyasha." Then Shaya mumbled to herself, "Whenever he can show up."

Kori's sorrow turned into bemusement as she started to
laugh, which further disrupted the other girls trying to work in the computer
lab. More angry glares were sent their way.

"Shut up, Kori," responded Shaya with embarrassed dismay.

"Oh damn, you just get yourself into so much shit
sometimes," said Kori as she wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. After a
moment she sobered up a little. "You know, I might need some money, too. You
know, to take this bitch out on a date and to pay for a hotel room. Who knows
how many times we will be shacking up," she whispered before putting her hands
on her hips and thrusting forward suggestively.

Inuyasha ignored Kouga's antics. He had seen it all before,
so he just decided to change the subject. "And to pay me back the 5,000 Yen you
owe me, Kor-ree," answered Shaya will a smirk.

"Owe you? Money, since when?" asked Kori in astonishment.

"Didn't someone say that he'd be banging a new girl everyday
here? We made a bet."

Kori's lips curled in peevishness. "Yeah, but I still have
time. I just need to get involved with an 'all girls network.'"

Shaya only rolled her eyes as she grabbed her printout and
walked out of the computer lab. The hanyou ignored his wolf demon friend and
instead focused on the job ad in front of her. She walked down the school's
hallway oblivious to everything.

"Hey, Shaya. Wait for me. I need to earn some money, too,"
called the wolf demon, who quickly scampered after his hanyou companion.

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"I'm in heaven," Kouga murmured as they stepped foot into
the strip club known as the 'Seventh Heaven.' Surrounding them was a
glimmering, raised walkway in the middle of the dance floor and numerous poles.
Kouga's mind was already imagining the many female strippers walking down the
aisle and gyrating their naked, oiled bodies against the scattered posts. His
face held a rakish smile.

"It's just a name, wolf-shit," countered Inuyasha as he
tried to keep his face from showing his unease. When the hanyou had printed out
the job wanted ad for a waitress, he had no idea that the location was actually
a strip tease bar in the middle of downtown Tokyo. No wonder the pay was good!

"Hello, girls. Are you looking for someone?" asked a silky,
masculine voice from behind the bar counter.

Shaya and Kori turned to see a handsome man with a long,
black braid snaking behind him. He was wearing a traditional man's white and
gray kimono and had a curious, star shaped tattoo on his forehead. The man
smiled at the girls winsomely, and his eyes wandered over their forms with
appreciation.

Shaya could only blanch in sudden horror at being checked
out by a guy. Kori also seemed a little perturbed by the man's gaze, but
suddenly decided that a job involving lots of naked women was worth some
measure of discomfort. Naturally, Kori turned on the charm as her cerulean blue
eyes twinkled in merriment.

"Yes," answered Kori coolly as she gazed evenly at the
dark-haired man in front of her. She winked before she continued, "We're
responding to a job ad for some waitresses. I am Ookami, Kori and this is
Takahashi, Shaya."

The man's steady grin faltered for a moment. "Oh, you're not
here to try out for a position as a dancer?" His eyes raked in their forms, and
Shaya had the unpleasant sensation that the man was undressing them with his
eyes. Inuyasha was about to growl before Kouga elbowed him in the stomach.

The wolf demon's eyes started to glimmer in total bliss as
he started to imagine himself in a strip tease dance with several nude girls
grinding against him on the stage. The lecherous grin on his face seemed in
complete dissidence to his girlish façade.

"Don't even think about it, wolf-shit," muttered Shaya
behind him. The wolf demon then sighed petulantly to only put on a forced grin
when facing the man in front of him. "No, we're here for the waitressing
position," countered Shaya as she stepped in front of her demon friend and
crossed her arms under her ample cleavage.

"I see," said the man. He grinned impetuously before he took
a perfunctory bow before the girls. "My name is Bankoutsu. I run this
establishment." Again, he gazed at the girls who returned the bow and then
nodded to himself as if making a decision. "Usagi?" he called out airily as he
waved his hand.

Soon a very tall girl with long blonde hair and two silly
buns on the side of her head walked in from a side door. The girl was wearing
an extremely short and revealing outfit that seemed a complete mockery of a
schoolgirl's 'sailor suit' uniform. She giggled as she bowed.

Shaya frowned in annoyance. A complete and utter airhead...

Kori, on the other hand, bowed in response and then took the
girl's hands in her own. "I'm sure that we'll become great friends," the wolf
demon added as he gazed into her baby blue eyes.

"Tee hee," she replied as she continued to giggle. The tall blonde
dropped her hands from Kori and looked expectantly at Bankoutsu.

"Ah, yes. My girl. I think we need to try out Kori and Shaya
for the night," Bankoutsu said while he gestured to each of the girls in turn
who were standing uneasily near the bar. "We need to see if they can handle it
when this place is packed. Be sure to get them into the special 'waitress'
kimonos," he added with a gleam in his eye.

"Right away, boss," responded Usagi as she saluted the man
with two fingers. She then gestured for the two girls to follow her into the
dressing rooms near the far end of the stage.

Kori was watching the girl's hips swing in front of him. The
little navy blue skirt she wore barely covered her rear and she had legs nearly
as long as Kagome's. Damn, I'm going to
love this job!

When they walked into the room, they saw numerous dressing
tables lined with gleaming globe lights, racks of sequined, satin and feathery
clothing in every hue, and a set of gray lockers on the far side. There were
already a few girls in the area who were putting on makeup or styling their
hair. "I'm so happy that you two girls showed up," added Usagi with a smile.
"Things have been getting really busy lately. The 'Lady of the West' is really
pulling in the crowds."

"Lady of the West?" parroted Kori with a mischievous grin on
his face.

Usagi didn't catch the look on Kori's face and instead
walked forward to look at the rack of costumes. She pulled out a few tiny, silk
kimonos and seemed to be having trouble deciding on which color would look best
on them.

"Yes," the girl commented absentmindedly. "She's our main
act. You'll see her performing tonight. She has this great act with these
feather boas." The blonde girl paused before she nodded to herself. "I think
these two uniforms will do. OK girls, try these ones on... Oh and take off your
bras. Bankoutsu likes us to appear 'au naturale.'"

"I'm not wearing one," added Kori with a grin.

"Oh, yeah. I see," responded Usagi as if they were simply
talking about the weather. "My boyfriend, Mamoru, likes it when I don't wear
one as well." The girl then broke out in giggles again. "He says that he likes
to see me jiggle when I move." She elbowed Kori to let her in on the joke. "The
patrons love it as well! Oh, and here's a red kimono for you...."

The tall blonde girl handed Shaya a very short, crimson
kimono with a smile. However, the dog-eared girl could only grimace as she
picked up the garment and eyed it critically. I think a washcloth would cover more. Holding the sorry excuse for
a dress over his torso, the agitated half-demon shook his head in dismay, his
ears drooping to disappear into his hair. A
washcloth would definitely cover more. There was no way he was going to be
caught wearing that thing. No fucking
way! Frowning in determination, he turned to leave. He was going to tell
that freak of a boss exactly where that kimono would look best. However, a
sudden thought froze him in place. Kagome.
The date. He could still remember how he squirmed in discomfort when Kagome
had paid for him—repeatedly. Now, that's
not happening again. If there was anything less manly for a dog demon than
dressing like a whore, it was having your bitch provide for you. And this job pays really well...
Grudgingly, the distraught teenager turned to his companions, the red silk he
was expected to wear clutched in his fist.
Clueless to the macho hanyou's inner conflicts, Usagi
continued beaming a smile as she gave Kori another cobalt blue kimono. "Here
you go, girl. This one will match your pretty eyes."

The girl then put her hands on her hips and motioned to her
two new subordinates. "Now get undressed! Chop chop! I'm going to need to tie
those obis on for you."

Shaya blanched and her face erupted in a lovely shade of
red. "But, I...," she stammered.

Usagi just smiled at her with a gleam in her eye. "Oh, don't
worry girl, it's not like we don't have all the same parts. Now hurry up!" The
girl waved her hands at them in an attempt to hurry them in their efforts to
disrobe.

Shaya's blush turned her face crimson as she turned away
from both Usagi and Kori. She tried everything she could to disrobe without
revealing too much skin. However, once she was only down to her bow-tied cotton
underwear the blonde-haired girl started wrapping the red, silk kimono around
Shaya's voluptuous frame.

"Wow," murmured Usagi. "You barely fit into this one. You're
really busty." The girl turned Shaya around so that her bare chest was facing
her and then folded the silky fabric gently over one breast and then another.

"Uh, thanks?" muttered Inuyasha who was distinctly unnerved
by having a girl he didn't even know dressing him. As the hanyou looked at the
girl and how little the kimono covered; he swallowed in nervousness. The kimono
had a deep plunging neckline. In fact, the neckline dropped almost to her navel
and revealed almost all of Shaya's tanned skin from one breast to the next.
Only her nipples were barely covered, and if Shaya were to swivel a little one
way, her entire bosom would have fallen out of the top.

The hanyou grew pale and tugged at the hem of the kimono,
which scarcely covered her underwear. Shaya's legs from the top of her thighs
to her pretty, pink painted toenails were on complete display.

Kori only laughed, causing Shaya to flip him off while she
glared. Usagi didn't notice Inuyasha giving his friend the bird and continued
to swathe the girl in a golden obi. The elaborate waist cincher drew into a
looped knot at Shaya's back that looked like an elaborate bow.

"There now... All wrapped up," murmured Usagi as she slapped
Shaya on the bottom.

"Ahhhh," yelped Shaya in complete surprise as she put her
hands on her butt to keep any further molestation from happening.

Usagi just grinned impishly at the hanyou. "Oh, that was
nothing. I'm just trying to get you used to what is going to happen tonight.
The men here have a hard time keeping their hands to themselves." She then
turned to Kori, who was only wearing black boxer shorts and giggled again. "Oh,
what an interesting choice of underwear. Are those your boyfriend's?"

Kori grew pale at the insinuation. "No, I don't have a
boyfriend. I just like to hang loose."

The sailor suit clothed girl only started to giggle again.
"You are so silly. Now it's time to get you dressed. Turn around."

The wolf demoness only grinned impetuously as she raised her
arms and let Usagi wrap her body in the tight-fitting silk. In no time at all,
Kori was wearing a short blue kimono and silver obi that showed every inch of
her legs and most of her bosom.

Usagi motioned for the two girls to turn around and after
thoughtfully pausing she pulled two separate pairs of stiletto heels from the
shoe racks. "OK, girls, try these on," she commanded as she put the high-heeled
shoes in front of the two demons.

Shaya sat down and stared at the spiky heels and the steep
incline of the shoes. How in the hell do
girls wear these things? He tried to slide his foot in, but his feet were
larger than they looked under the concealment charm.

"What? I thought that size would fit you," said the blonde
thoughtfully. When a grunt from Kori indicated that she had the same problem,
the girl gave them bigger sizes. After a few more trials and 20 minutes of
searching, a stupefied and disheveled Usagi came out from a back closet with
two pairs of shiny, strapped stilettos dangling in her hands. "These were
brought in for a special transvestite show that we had last year." The girl
missed the grimaces of her new companions as she continued, "I hope these fit,
because we don't have a bigger size!"

Grumbling in frustration, Inuyasha slid his foot in and
surprisingly, this time it fit. Already hating the feel of high heels on his
feet, he carefully buckled the thin ankle strap. However, it was when he tried
to get on his feet that he ran into the real problem.

Inuyasha tried to stand in the stiletto heels only to have
his ankle nearly twist out from under him. The hanyou stumbled and fell
promptly after only taking one step.

"Oh, girl!" Usagi called out. "Take it easy. Those heels are
six centimeters high. You have to practice." The blonde girl then giggled as
she grabbed Shaya's hands and tried to teach her how to walk. Usagi walked in
front of her, leading Shaya like she was a wayward toddler walking for the
first time.

The hanyou certainly stumbled and nearly fell. How in the fuck do girls make this look so
damn easy?

Usagi motioned the two girls to sit down at the dressing
table. She blithely ignored Shaya's fumbles as she made her way to the
countertop.

The blonde quickly took out a makeup case and handed the
brushes, pads and cosmetics to the girls. "Will you two put on your own makeup?
I need to check in with the other girls before the customers start to show up.
Oh and use these ones." She quickly gave them a lipstick tube of 'flaming red,'
eyeshadows called 'blue desire' and 'pink orgasm,' a blush called 'deep
throat,' a mascara called 'stiletto,' and a coverup called 'naked lunch.'

The two 'boys turned girls' looked at the collection in
front of them with wary eyes. Shaya picked up a tube of lipstick and twisted the
stick in her hands. "How in the hell do you put this on?" she asked with
trepidation.

Kori grabbed the tube from Shaya's hands. "Like this!" The
wolf demon took off the lid, twisted the crimson red lipstick and smeared it
all over her lips. The result looked more like clown makeup than something a
sexy, ebony-haired women like Kori should have on her lips.

"Buwahaha!" exclaimed Shaya as she suddenly found humor in
their bizarre situation. "You look so stupid!"

Kori was not to be outdone and quickly slashed her buddy
with the lipstick, leaving numerous wide swaths of red color on her cheeks that
looked like warpaint. "Muhahaha!" guffawed Kori as she held her clenched arms
to her stomach and fell over laughing.

"That's not fucking funny!" yelled Inuyasha as he grabbed
eyeliner and started to draw X's and O's on Kori's face. The wolf demon wasn't
about to let things stop at that and managed to grab the 'blue desire'
eyeshadow and swabbed it across Shaya's nose and cheeks.

"Girls, how are you...?" Usagi's question lingered in the air
as she spied the two girls with brushes and lipstick tubes in their respective
hands battling it out at their dressing room table. The formerly beautiful
girls wore makeup that looked like children had smeared finger-paints all over
their faces.

The blonde girl sighed wearily. "I just knew this was going
to be a long night."

~~~oo0oo~~~
I can do this. Inuyasha
repeated that same mantra again and again in his head as he tried to steady
himself on his tall, spiky heels. He held a silver tray with one hand and was
about to try stepping out onto the crowded club floor. He stumbled a little,
his ankles a little wobbly from being much farther off the ground than what he
was used to. Fuck. How can girls do this
without breaking their necks?

He teetered precariously, but managed to maintain his
balance as he slowly walked forward. He kept his eyes glued straight ahead to
keep from jostling his unstable equilibrium. Luckily for Inuyasha, he didn't
notice that men were watching his every move.

Shaya was everyman's dream even though she wobbled as she
walked. She was an ethereal goddess with a curvaceous body, mesmerizing golden
eyes, silvery waist-length hair and lovely long legs. She appeared even more
exquisite in the tiny, scarlet kimono and golden obi that accentuated her tiny
waist and shapely hips. Inuyasha was oblivious to his gorgeous looks, and since
he had been desensitized to it long ago, he had no idea that his sweet rose
scent was intoxicating. Just serve drinks
and walk. That's it. I can do this!

He made his way to a group of men who were looking at him
expectantly. He bent down to place several cocktail napkins in front of the
group. "What would you like to order?" he asked with nonchalance.

"You on my lap," answered the panther demon in front of him.

Shaya looked up and her eyes bugged out of their sockets. What in the hell did that fucker say? That
bastard! She clenched her fists; ready to bury the idiot's smirk into the
depths of his head. A savage growl began to vibrate in her red, silk covered
chest. However, two warm chocolate eyes and a dazzling smile flashed before her
eyes—effectively stopping her from getting herself fired. Calm down, you need this job. You need money
to take Kagome out on a date. Calm down. "I'm only taking orders for
drinks," she added with a heated glare.

"Oh, she shot you down, Daisuke," said one of his
compatriots. "So lovely, would you sit on my lap instead?"

Inuyasha felt the veins in his temples pulsing. "I said no,
you fucker. Now, what do you want to drink?" seethed the hanyou girl.

"Oh, whoah, lady. Calm down. We're just kidding. We'll all
have some Kirin beer, right boys?" The other men in the group nodded their
heads. "And keep it coming, OK babe?" The panther demon took a 2,000 Yen bill
out of his wallet and tried to slip it into Shaya's kimono top.

The hanyou girl was able to grab the bill before it got too
near to her skin. "Thanks, bub," she responded dismissively as she turned
around to get their orders.

Meanwhile, Kori was also trying her hand at waitressing.
Kouga really couldn't help but to admire the sights all around him: numerous
waitresses in short, tight dresses and strippers in various states of undress.
He had actually been rather lazy for the last few minutes as he watched
strippers toss their clothing aside and then made their way around the room
selling their lap dances. This is the
best job that any man could ever hope to have!

With a grin that belied his internal happiness, the wolf
demon made his way to one of the many tables. "Would you gentlemen like to buy
some drinks?" he asked with a disarming smile.

The man were startled by his entrance, but simply nodded and
then the mood changed quickly as they grinned wolfishly.

He was momentarily alarmed. He knew that look—it was
the very one that crossed his face every time he was at one of these clubs. It
was a look of predatory desire. The look that denoted a succulent dish had been
placed before you and that you were simply dying to get a taste. He swallowed
nervously when he realized that the dish that was being savored was him and
that the group before him wanted a bite.

Kouga nervously placed cocktail napkins in front of each
man. Suddenly, he froze in place when he felt hands creep under his skirt and
snaked under his boxer shorts. Without even thinking he smacked the hand that
was touching his ass like it was an offending fly.

"Ouch, the bitch has one hell of a slap," said a masculine
voice behind him.

Kori quickly stood ramrod straight and moved her silver tray
to cover her rear end. The wolf demon rapidly decided that if there were no
drinks on his tray that it would be a shield instead. "What do you want to
order?" she asked and this time her voice was squeaky with anxiety. The men
only grinned deviously at her while they told her their orders.

Once the wolf demon was done, she quickly walked away with
the silver tray securely covering her retreat.

Both Shaya and Kori managed to survive for one more hour,
but the toll was evident. Shaya's obi was partially untied and trailed behind
her loosely. Her beautiful, silver hair was now a frazzled mass somewhat akin
to her mood.

Kori didn't look much better. Her cobalt blue kimono hung
askew on her shoulders. More than a fair section of her shoulders and breasts
were showing. She was constantly tugging at the top in order to keep her bosom
from falling out.

The hanyou had a full cadre of drinks on her silver tray and
was trying to balance them on her shoulder as she tried to wind her way to
Kori.

Shaya stopped in front of her friend, her agitation evident
from the twitching of her eyebrows. "No amount of money is worth this!" she
complained vehemently to her demon friend.

Kori looked around the private club as she blew out a breath
of air. As much as he disliked the attention that the men were giving him, at
least he had some lovely sights to enjoy. He looked wistfully at a stripper who
was jiggling and bouncing at the stage wearing only a red g-string.

"Well, there are some benefits," the wolf demon tried to reason.

"They're fucking groping me at every opportunity!" yelled
his hanyou friend. It looked like the veins in the half-demon's forehead were
pulsing and about to burst. "I can't even bend down without someone grabbing my
ass!"

Kori looked at Shaya's disheveled appearance and was about
to make a comment about her lovely assets—but decided that he wanted to
survive the night. "Well, we have to pay the piper in order to reap the
rewards," he answered while grinning mischievously. He gestured to the dancer with
the bare body and oiled skin.

Shaya's eyebrows twitched again and her right eye seemed to
have developed a tick. "I've fucking had enough! I'm out of here!" The tense
and weary half demon shoved his tray full of drinks into Kori's hands and then
made his way to the back door. "Don't fucking touch me!" he yelled one final
time as yet another man from the club tried to fondle her ass in passing. The unlucky
man was hit furiously across the jaw and was slammed to the floor as the
gorgeous hanyou girl stormed outside in a huff.

Once he hit the cool night breeze, Inuyasha threw off his
spiky high heels, and they tumbled onto the wet, slimy cement of the alleyway.
Then, he jumped to the nearest building and crouched before springing up with a
frenzied force. Blood was pumping through his veins, and he really didn't
recall ever being this angry. All he could do was leap and run—otherwise
he would never cool off. Fuck. I lost my first job. Fuck!

Unbeknownst to Inuyasha, Kouga was still trying to keep his
job at the place he had called 'heaven'. However, unfortunately for the wolf
demon, heaven was rapidly turning into a manmade hell.

Kouga knew that he looked good as a woman. He had often
admired his naked physique in the mirror. Hell,
I even propositioned myself! Tonight, he knew that he was even hotter than
usual. He had never worn sexy clothing as a woman before and he had certainly
never worn makeup. But, he realized enough to know that he was now everyman's
wet dream come to life, strutting up and down the floor of this nightclub in
his stiletto heels.

It didn't take long for him to find the unwanted male
attention annoying. And annoyance quickly turned into disgust, which was now
blending into something akin to dread.

Kori quickly made her way to a drunken table of revelers who
had been slipping a few bills to her throughout the evening. As much as he
disliked the attention that the men were giving him, at least he had some
lovely sights to enjoy. He looked wistfully at a stripper who was grinding up against
one of the poles in the middle of the stage. What a lucky pole.

"Hey, girlie. I'm talking to you!" a man yelled right next
to him.

Kouga quickly snapped his face back to the men immediately
in front of him and breathed in deeply. "What would you like to order?" he
drawled as he placed the cocktail napkins on the table. This time he was wiser
and the round silver tray was now flat up against his rear end, reflecting off
any unwanted hands.

"You know what I want girlie," answered the man snidely as
his eyes raked the girl up and down. Before him was another drunken demon that
would not leave him alone.

Kori gritted her teeth. "I'm not on the menu. Is there a
drink you want to order?"

The demon's smile widened, and he could see sharp teeth and
fangs. "I told you that I want you. And I always get what I want."

How in the hell can I
get him to back off? "Well, I'm not interested. I'm a dyke. I only take
girls to my bed if you know what I mean."

Kouga thought he had been incredibly clever to mention his
penchant for girls. He had thought it would cool the man's ardor. But then he
quickly realized that not only was it the wrong thing to say, but that if he
were in that man's shoes, he would have reacted the same way. The male demon in
front of him wore a broad smile and his fangs peeked over his thin lips. Oh Shit!

"I've always wanted to bang a lesbian and let her see how it
should be done. One night with me and you'll be a convert. Just bring your
girlfriend along," said the demon smoothly with desire in his eyes. "You don't
know what you've been missing babe until you've had a real cock in your pussy."
The man moved forward with newfound energy and wrapped his strong, hairy arms
around Kori's midsection. "What do you say babe, we can leave this joint and I
could take you to my apartment."

Ookami, Kouga was actually patient for a demon. He could
even put up with some occasional groping if it meant that he could see naked
women dancing all night. But even he had his limits.

"Stay the fuck away from me!" Kouga screamed. Using all of
his demonic might he slammed the demon that was manhandling him into the nearby
wall. Kouga wasn't homophobic; he just couldn't handle a male groping him. He
was the one who usually did the groping. Having the tables turned on him
sickened him immensely. "I don't want you to ever touch me," he yelled as he
made a flying kick to the man's upper-torso.

The demon had already drunk his fair share of alcohol that
night. The last kick he had received was enough to make him go limp like a
puppet without any strings. The other men who had sat next to the fallen demon
pulled back in surprise and alarm.

Kori wiped her hands in front of the passed out drunk as if
to clean her hands of the whole affair. Kouga had never been so humiliated or
so emasculated. He had thought it would be fun to work at a strip tease bar. It
would be great to check out naked women all night for free. But it wasn't worth
his masculinity—of which there was very little left at the
moment—to hold this job.

Kouga had finally had enough. Retreat could never be quick
enough from this hell on earth. He threw his silver tray to the ground. Then he
tried to walk, with what little dignity he had left out the front door.
Unfortunately, his high heels made him stumble a bit on his way out. Kori
quickly ripped off the troublesome shoes and then dashed out the door. If I ever come back there again, it will be
too soon...

~~~oo0oo~~~

A middle-aged man watched the exchange from a dark corner of
the club. Takeshi took another drag of his cigarette as he watched Kori storm
out of the 'Seventh Heaven' just as Shaya had done earlier. He wasn't too sure
as to why the two 'boys turned girls' had tried to work at the private club. Didn't they know Naraku owns this club? In
which case, they are playing with fire or are they just two young guys looking
for a chance to ogle some naked women?

He puffed the cigarette again as he cogitated. The dying
embers glowed lava-red as a whispering trail of smoke wound its way into the
darkness and neon that surrounded him. Probably
the former... He smashed what was left of the tan roll into an aluminum
cigarette tray. He brought up his black trenchcoat and put his hands through
the sleeves again.

Just as he was about to make his way out of the smoke-filled
pit, he heard the announcement for the main strip tease act that was about to
grace the stage. He frowned. This wasn't the type of place he normally visited
and now it was time to leave. He'd have to keep a better eye on the two hapless
boys in order to find out the true reason as to why they were here tonight.

Takeshi was making his way to the front door, and
unfortunately for him he was near the glossy-hued walkway that was the center
of the stage. He heard the announcement and then saw the next stripper.

"And why don't you give a round of applause for the walking
sex queen, the woman who only wears feather boas—let's hear it
for—the Lady of the West!" He could hear the hoots, yells and applause as
a petite young woman with long brown hair and doe-brown eyes walked proudly to
the center stage. Just as the announcer had said, all she was wearing were
white feather boas that trailed behind her like some sort of long white tail.
The boas were wrapped all around her form like fur—fur she was about to
shed.

All Takeshi could do was gape in absolute horror and
astonishment. He averted his eyes—he could not look at her right now.
"No, not her! Not here! She can't be here!" he whispered.

~~~oo0oo~~~

Blackness surrounded Inuyasha as he jumped up to the second
story window of the dorm room he shared with Kagome. The dorm mother had
already locked the front doors. This was the only way he could get in this late
at night. He tried to be as silent as he could as he slid the window open and
then cautiously moved inside.

If there were one thing he hoped to avoid, it would be
Kagome seeing him in an emasculating outfit. It was only because he wanted to
earn enough money to take Kagome on a date that he resigned himself to wearing
something so revealing. Frankly, the getup he wore only filled him with
self-loathing and ill ease. But, that would pale to the humiliation of Kagome
seeing him dressed this way.

He looked around warily in the dark as he tried to tiptoe
past his sleeping roommate. It should be easy to do. She was such a heavy
sleeper. He suddenly felt a prickling sensation running along the back of his
neck. Oh no, she can't be awake...she...

"Shaya-chan?" called out his roommate's sleepy voice as she
stretched and then casually switched on the overhead light.

Inuyasha winced inwardly. His shoulders hunched over, and he
refused to meet her shocked face. No, I
never wanted you to see me this way.

"Shaya-chan!" Kagome yelled. "What are you...? Why are you
wearing that? What happened?" The questions flowed quickly as she looked in
dumbfounded astonishment at her roommate.

Shaya was standing under the harsh light of the room in a
tight, red, silk kimono. The girl's ample figure and tanned skin could be
easily seen since the dress covered nothing other than the bare essentials. The
red silk was cut high at the hip, so that Shaya's long, shapely legs could be
seen almost from the junction of her thighs down to her delicate ankles. The
top of the kimono was cut down nearly to the girl's naval and her ample breasts
seemed to almost fall out of her top. Kagome looked at the girl's face, which
was reddened in shame and embarrassment. It was then that the miko noticed for
the first time that Shaya was wearing heavy makeup. She wore black eyeliner
stylized like an Egyptian, thick mascara that let her already long lashes seem
garish, harsh neon-pink eyeshadow above each eye, blood red rouge on each cheek
and dark crimson lipstick that was applied generously to her pouty lips. Her
hanyou roommate no longer looked like the schoolgirl she knew; instead, she
looked like a strikingly beautiful prostitute.

"Don't...don't look at me, Kagome. It's bad enough that I had
to wear this," answered Shaya as she clenched her fists and looked at the floor
with dismay.

Kagome threw off her bedcovers and walked over to Shaya.
"What? Why, Shaya? Did you want to wear this?"

Her hanyou roommate laughed bitterly as she ran her red
painted nails through her long, silver strands. "You think I wanted this?!" asked the hanyou girl as a
clawed nail pointed to the bare spot between her breasts where most of her
upper torso was on complete display. "I...I tried to get a job, Kagome. I
really tried..." The girl's jaw clenched in frustration as she moved to her futon
and sat down in utter dejection and humiliation. "I never had a job before. So
this was all I could get. I was a waitress at the 'Seventh Heaven.'"

The miko's eyebrows pursed in confusion. "Seventh Heaven?
What is that, Shaya? Some sort of gentlemen's club?"

Shaya snorted in response and crossed her arms in front of
herself. The gesture effectively covered the large expanse of skin from the
swells of one breast to the other.

Shaya turned her golden orbs at Kagome. "You could say
that."

Kagome shook her head in disbelief. "Why, Shaya?"

Her hanyou roommate looked down at the floor and sat down on
her futon with resignation. "I just...I just needed the money, and they pay well.
I had no choice."

Kagome rushed to the girl and knelt in front of her. In one
swift movement, she pulled Shaya into a fierce hug. Inuyasha let out a breath
of astonishment as the girl he loved embraced him.

"Shaya, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Shaya-chan."

Inuyasha looked down at his roommate in utter bewilderment
as she clung to him. He had often dreamed of feeling her warmth press up close
to his own. However, so far it had only happened twice. The first time was when
he had the accident in the shower. He still remembered the way her slick, naked
skin rubbed up against his nude wetness as she held him—water cascading
around them—and the way his skin felt so achingly hot. He had wanted to
respond to her caresses that day, to touch her in return. But, she would have
thought he was a lecherous lesbian if he had tried anything. So he had to
remain content to just let her touch him while his he lower half ached
miserably.

Now, she was holding him again, and he couldn't help but to
respond. Gingerly, he pulled his arms around the miko and brought her to him in
a welcoming embrace. There was nothing else now, just him holding the girl he
loved in his arms—her soft, giving form enveloped in his strong arms and
pressed so sweetly against his body. Gods,
Kagome...

Kagome sniffed as if she was trying to hold back a sob. Then
much to Inuyasha's chagrin she pulled away from him and placed one of his
clawed hands in her own.

The miko tugged as she stood. "Come on, Shaya. I'll wash
that makeup off your face." Inuyasha followed behind dutifully, looking at his
roommate in a daze. She was wearing her red and white 'Big Dog' t-shirt again
that barely covered her ass. Some of her satiny pink panty was visible as she
walked ahead of him—each sway of her hip revealing another glimpse of a
smooth, rounded butt cheek and shimmering pink.

Soon they found themselves in the bathroom and Kagome
motioned for Shaya to sit on the rim of the bathtub. Inuyasha watched Kagome
with curiosity as she pulled out some makeup remover and poured it onto a
washcloth.

"Close your eyes, Shaya-chan," asked Kagome politely as she
rubbed the cool cloth over Shaya's face. Obediently closing his eyes, Inuyasha
reveled in her touch, its gentleness soothing his agitated nerves.
"Shaya-chan?" asked Kagome hesitantly.

"Yes, Kagome?" answered Inuyasha as if he were in some
dream-like trance.

"I am so sorry you had to go through that. I'll help you."
Kagome paused to wipe off the girl's red lips, her fingers trailing over the
surface that the terry cloth had just brushed over. Shaya opened her mouth and
licked her lips as the digits moved away. "OK, Shaya-chan? I'll help you get a
better job."

The corners of Shaya's pink mouth started to curve up in a
glimmer of a smile. "You'd do that
for me, Kagome?"

"Of course, I would, Shaya-chan. Now, let's get you out of
that outfit," responded Kagome as she led Shaya back to her room and then
pulled out some clothes from the drawers. "You like sleeping in shorts and
t-shirts, right?"

Inuyasha only nodded as his roommate carefully placed a pair
of red shorts and a white t-shirt on his futon. Then, he became startled as
Kagome moved toward him and asked him to turn around. "What are you doing,
Kagome?"

"Helping you out of this," remarked Kagome as she pulled on
the obi wrap and started to untie the numerous wraps that encircled the girl's
thin waist. The miko worked with patient ease as she pulled Shaya out of the
golden obi and red silk. Before Inuyasha knew it, he was standing nearly nude
in front of the girl he desired. Yet, he stubbornly refused to look down at his
feminine form. The last thing he wanted to see were large breasts hanging from
his curvy figure. It was so wrong that it disgusted him.

As much as he tried not to, he caught an errant glimpse of
his exposed, tanned skin. Inuyasha blushed at his nudity, though Kagome seemed
nonplused. All she sees me as is a girl...

Kagome turned to his bed and handed the t-shirt to the girl.
Inuyasha ducked his head under the top and then took his shorts from her.

His roommate looked at him wistfully before she spoke. "I'll
put in a good word for you tomorrow morning. I bet that I can get you a job
where I work."

"Really?" Shaya answered as she pulled her red shorts onto
her long and slender legs.

"Really," answered his roommate with a heartwarming smile.
Kagome reached out her hand to Shaya's. "Tomorrow will be better."

Shaya could only smile as he saw Kagome turn and get under
the covers of her futon. "Good night, Shaya."

"Good night, Kagome," Shaya murmured. His head was filled
with thoughts of Kagome in his tight embrace and the girl stripping him of his
clothes. He couldn't help it—his lower body started to respond. He tried
to force his fervor away with disturbing images of an old, wrinkled Kaede
having sex with an equally wrinkled and bone-thin Totosai. But those images
quickly disappeared into the mist as Kagome's lithe, nude form beckoned him.
Soon, his imagination took over and his nude male form was pressed up against
her feminine softness. Fuck!

He waited until he heard Kagome's soft, steady breathing
from across the room. Then, his hands found their way under his shorts again. Fuck! And just after I washed these sheets
to get rid of the stench!

Any trepidation he might have had was quickly forgotten as
his fantasy played again in his mind. Kagome was touching him, caressing
him—more intimately than she had done minutes before. And all was right
in his world.

~~~oo0oo~~~

Inuyasha awoke the next morning feeling optimistic. He found
the feeling to be bizarre considering the roller coaster ride he had been on
the past week. However, today was the day that Kagome would help him get a job
at her work. Any place that Kagome worked had to be reputable, he imagined.
Inuyasha cracked his knuckles. If it wasn't he was sure to put an end to it.
Kagome should never go through what he had faced last night—men groping
him and gazing at his body like starving wolves. No, Kagome will be kept pure and innocent.

Inuyasha smiled inwardly at his last declaration as he
glanced across the room to sneak a peek at his roommate. He watched as Kagome
stretched in her t-shirt. As her arms lifted above her head, the shirt rose up
enough to reveal her smooth rounded ass and a glimpse of her toned abdomen. Life is good...

The brown-eyed girl sighed and reached into the top drawer
of her dresser. She brought out another pink panty and bra, as well as a small red
skirt and a white spaghetti top. What Inuyasha found curious was that she also
took out a small teal-colored box. It was plastic and about the size of a slim
wallet. Once she opened it up he saw rows of tiny blue pills. She pressed one
pill out of the foil container and popped it in her mouth. She grimaced as the
obviously bitter pill hit her tongue and she swallowed.

Shaya raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Kagome?" she asked.

"Hummm?" responded the miko sleepily as she pulled her old
panties off and threw them in her clothes hamper. "Yes?"

Inuyasha tried not to be distracted by the girl bending over
without any panties on. "Oh, uh. What was that? You took a pill?"

"Oh that," responded Kagome as she shimmied into a new panty
and ripped her shirt off of her form. She was standing in front of him with her
bare bosom and only a panty covering her. "Oh, it's just a birth control pill."
The girl continued dressing by pulling her pink bra around her torso.

"A...a what?" rejoined Shaya in sudden alarm. "A b...birth...con...control
pill?" she squeaked. The hanyou walked over to Kagome and started sniffing the
air near her.

Kagome was suddenly jolted awake as she felt Shaya right
next to her, sniffing like a dog. "Shaya, what are you doing?"

"But, you're a virgin, Kagome. Why do you need those?" Shaya
asked while waving her hand in utter dismay at the small plastic blue box.

"How do you know I'm a...?" Kagome swallowed nervously and
then straightened her back. She took a deep breath before continuing. "It's not
for that. I mean, maybe someday... But I'm taking them to control, you
know—that time of the month."

"Time of the month?" questioned Shaya in complete
bewilderment.

"You know, the time when you feel sick and weak and you
don't want anyone around."

"Oh," murmured Shaya in perplexity. Her brows furrowed in
confusion. "I didn't know they had pills to control that sort of a thing. Hey!
Why do you have a time of weakness? You're not a hanyou."

"What?" inquired Kagome. "Time of weakness?" It was Kagome's
turn to look uncertain before a look of understanding graced her features. "Oh,
I forgot. You go through 'it' two times during the month don't you? I'm sorry.
Um, the pill only controls the menstrual cycle. You know, when women get their
periods. You're talking about the time when you become human, right? Your time
of weakness...?"

"Keh! What do you think I was talking about?" replied Shaya
as she crossed her arms in front of herself.

Kagome only giggled in response. "Well, as far as I know,
there are no pills for that. But I love these things. I only get my period four
times a year with them."

Suddenly, Inuyasha felt the ground shift underneath him.
This was a territory that no self-respecting male would ever wade into. "Uh,
good for you," Shaya murmured as she turned and walked back to her side of the
room. He shook his head as he tried his best to get the idea of Kagome and menstrual
cycles out of his mind.

He stared ahead with determination as he tried to pick out
clothes for today. It was Saturday and he needed something that would be
acceptable for a job. Inuyasha realized that he had no idea what sort of
clothes he should be wearing for the place Kagome worked at. "Um, Kagome? What
sort of clothes should I wear for your workplace?"

Kagome turned to smile at him. "I have to change once I get
there. I'll get you an outfit as well. Just dress nicely." Kagome walked over
to his closet and pulled out a pretty yellow skirt and a white shirt. "This
should do it," said Kagome warmly.

Shaya only looked at the skirt in utter dismay. "Do I have
to wear a skirt?" the hanyou croaked.

Kagome tilted her head to the side. "Well, no you don't have
to. But, you only have the first time to make a good impression."

Shaya frowned as she pulled on the yellow skirt and the
white blouse. God damned skirts. I hate
skirts!

Before Inuyasha knew it, they were both dressed in skirts
and were walking out of their dorm room. After a quick bite to eat at their
dormitory cafeteria, they were soon traveling the subways of the Tokyo Metro.
As they exited the station, Inuyasha noticed that the neighborhood seemed very
familiar: the long concrete sidewalks, the trees every few meters that cast a
dappled green shade upon them and an odd shrine that stood atop of a hill.

Inuyasha stared up the steep stone steps with a red Torii
gate at the entrance. I've been here
before. When? "Kagome, where are we going?" Shaya asked with apprehension.

The miko turned around and beamed a smile at him. "My home,
the Sunset Shrine. It's been in my family for generations. I come home every
weekend to help run the shrine," she paused for a second as if carefully
considering her words. "Grandfather has always been telling me that we need
more help. Someone strong who could help him lift some of the heavier boxes and
antiques. He was looking for a man..." Kagome paused again to look at Shaya with
a quirky smile. "But, I think you're stronger than any man. I know that you
could do the job."

Shaya looked at Kagome quizzically. "A hanyou working at a
shrine? Are you sure, Kagome?" he asked with trepidation.

The miko only smiled again and linked Shaya's arm with her
own. "Positive. Now Grandfather might be a little...hesitant at first. Just let
me do the talking, OK?"

Shaya's right ear twitched at the words, but otherwise she wore
a straight face and managed to keep a frown from appearing. They walked up the
steep steps and walked under the Torii gates. The hanyou quirked an eyebrow at
the komainu, shrine dog statues, that were at either side of the entrance. Maybe that's a good sign...?

Kagome walked forward to the fountain that had a metallic
green dragon at the top with water pouring from its mouth. She bent to pick up
a bamboo cup and scooped some water up to pour over her hands. Then she took a
drink from the water.

She smiled gently at Shaya. "You've done this before. You
know it won't harm you."

Shaya uncrossed her arms and managed to murmur out, "I know
that..." Afterward, she followed in Kagome's footsteps and performed the same
ritual of purification that was to be done before entering a sacred shrine.

Once they crossed over the threshold to the shrine, they
entered an area of concrete pathways surrounded by gravel and dappled shade. In
the center of the shrine was a huge tree that was nearly three stories tall;
it's branches as wide as it was tall. It was wrapped with mystical ropes and
stood aloof from the rest of the shrine.

Kagome called out to an elderly man with graying hair who
was wearing the robes of a Shinto priest. "Ohayou!" The young miko waved, and
the older man stopped sweeping the concrete pathways to wave back to his
granddaughter.

The young miko ran to her grandfather and gave him a hug
before gesturing to her friend that was standing warily by her side. Shaya
shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot as the older man looked at her.

"Grandfather, this is Shaya. She's my roommate at the
boarding school."

The older man simply bowed stiffly, yet respectfully to the
hanyou girl in front of him. Shaya followed suit.

"You know, grandfather," said Kagome as she laced her arm
with his and started to walk him away from Shaya. "You said that you needed
someone strong to help you with the shrine."

The older man nodded as his young granddaughter led him to
the Goshinboku tree in the middle of the shrine grounds. "I'm not strong enough
to carry the heavier relics and boxes, and it will be a long time before Souta
is strong enough. So I was wondering..." Kagome paused as she stood in front of
the God tree. "I was wondering if you would consider hiring Shaya. She's a hanyou,
so she's really strong. I bet that she could lift over 500 kg, maybe even a
1,000!"

"A hanyou you say?" asked her grandfather as he looked down
at Kagome with a frown on his face. "Working at our shrine?"

"Grandfather," Kagome said pleadingly. "Remember this tree?
Remember the legend? This shrine has long been tied with mikos and half-demons.
Remember the legendary half dog demon who was pinned by a miko to this very
tree?"

"Yes, because he stole the legendary shikon jewel,"
responded the elderly priest circumspectly.

"Grandpa. You know very well he was betrayed by another
jealous demon. You know that he was good and loved the miko who sealed him. And
you know that his spirit and the miko who pinned him to this very tree still
watches over this shrine. Certainly the spirit of the dog demon would be
pleased to see a descendant of his working here."

The older man sighed wearily as his watery, dull eyes looked
down at his bright-faced granddaughter. "There will be no dissuading you, I
suppose?"

"No, honored grandfather," the young miko replied. The edges
of her smile quirked up in apparent victory.

The gray haired man waved at the hanyou girl who was still
standing at the fountain. Her back was to them, her arms crossed and her ears
twitched and turned in their direction as if she had been listening to their
exchange. "Take her to your room and find some miko robes for her to wear.
Train her first on how to run the shrine shop and then after closing I'll need
her to help me move some boxes."

Kagome squealed, then burst out laughing as she hugged her
grandfather and spun him around. "Thank you so much, grandfather!" She ran to
Shaya with the giddiness of a schoolgirl. The miko grabbed the hanyou by the
hand and pulled her toward the home at the back of the shrine.

Shaya tagged behind Kagome, who seemed immensely happy and
satisfied. They slid the front door open and took off their shoes, which they
left at the genkan. Kagome handed Shaya a pair of slippers to use as they
walked into her house.

The hanyou looked around in wonderment. He knew that he had
been here before. It must have been one of those family meetings where everyone
from the Takahashi family met Rin's family. They
had sat in this very room. He looked around the family room. There were
several cushions on the floor for sitting, a low coffee table and a large TV in
the middle. The TV was hooked up to some sort of video game system that
Kagome's younger brother seemed to be playing.

The first time he was here was probably when he had first
laid eyes on Kagome. It had been her scent that had called to him that day.
Sure she was beautiful, certainly prettier than Rin in Inuyasha's eyes. But she
had the most luscious scent that just made him want to follow her around like a
wayward puppy. And that was when it started—when he found that he
couldn't even speak in Kagome's presence. It was when he had batted away any
attempt on her part to be friendly just because he didn't want to stutter
around her. He wanted to be around her badly, but not if he was embarrassed and
not if he was going to act like an idiot. Thank
the gods I no longer stutter! He shivered to himself.

"Hey, Souta," Kagome called out good-naturedly as she walked
past the young boy. Souta was mesmerized by the video game in front of him and
couldn't peel his eyes away from the screen. "Hi ya, sis," he responded as his
fingers and thumbs pressed various buttons on the white controller in front of
him. There was a furious battle taking place on the television screen.

Shaya stopped to ascertain which system and game he was
playing. It looked like a Wii system and he thought he recognized the game.
"Hey, is that the Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess?" Shaya sputtered out.
"Hey, have you beaten the Temple Boss, Ganondorf?"

Souta turned around. Someone was speaking his
language—the language of video games. Once Inuyasha saw the boy's face he
could tell that Souta was around ten years old.

Kagome giggled to herself when she noticed the look of
wonder that spread across her younger brother's face the first time he looked
at Shaya. The little boy's face bore the look of surprise and utter
bewilderment. He stared at Shaya with his mouth hanging open and he waited far
too long. His character, Link, was hit with an energy attack from a huge
fossilized skull. His character twittered and sputtered as Link fell to the
ground in defeat.

Souta never took his eyes off of Shaya, even though his
character had just died. "Uhh," responded the unfortunate youth.

"Souta, this is Shaya," said Kagome while she motioned to
her friend. Souta was still looking at the lovely hanyou girl in gape-faced
wonder.

"Uh, huh," the youth responded with glazed brown eyes.

The half demon goddess was oblivious to the young boy's
attentions. Her eyes were glued to the screen. "So you're only at the Arbiter's
Grounds? Maybe I can help you get through this after I'm done working here?"

Souta could only nod dully.

Shaya beamed a beautiful smile his way, her lovely golden
eyes glowing with passion. There were only a few things that Inuyasha enjoyed
above all else: Kagome, ramen, kicking someone's ass and his favorite past time—video
games. "OK, kid," answered Shaya as she scuffed up the youth's hair and then
followed Kagome upstairs.

"Sha-yah," murmured Souta in steadfast appreciation as his
eyes gazed at the hanyou girl with long, silvery hair. She was wearing a short
yellow skirt that showed all of her lovely curves and was walking up the
staircase. His eyes were still glued to the flight of steps even after the
hanyou girl had been long gone.

~~~oo0oo~~~

Shaya wiped her brow. It had been a long trying day, but at
least it wasn't as hard as it had been when she was working at the 'Seventh
Heaven.' At the shrine, she was wearing long, red hakama pants that affectively
hid her 'feminine' curves and a white billowy kimono top. This was a vast
improvement over the short red kimono that exposed almost every inch of her skin.

Just like the 'Seventh Heaven,' there were a few customers
that had been checking him out as he ran the shrine shop. However, unlike the
gropers at the club, these patrons were courteous and polite. He quickly found
that if he didn't act too gruff the male patrons would buy twice as many goods.
The unfortunate side effect was that they lingered longer and tried to get his
phone number. He quickly decided that increasing the shrine sales wasn't worth
the added hassle and continued on the day giving male customers a stony stare.

Shaya lifted yet another heavy box from the storage shed.
Kagome's grandfather was having him pick up and move every box out of the shed
and onto the shrine grounds before re-stacking everything. The work wasn't very
hard for him. The boxes were easy to lift, and he could tell that the old man
had grudgingly given him his tacit approval today. He had gained it when he
lifted a large, stone statue effortlessly that would have normally taken four
grown men to carry. He smirked to himself when he remembered seeing the old
man's befuddled countenance that was quickly followed with a look of satisfaction.
Even the old man likes me...

He glanced over at Kagome who was also wearing the red and
white miko garb of a priestess. He found that he liked the way the clothes fit
her and the way her beautiful ebony tresses were tied up in a silk ponytail holder
low on her back. Inuyasha decided that he liked her best when she didn't know
that he was watching her. He gazed at her for a little longer. She stood alone,
demure, sweet and beautiful—smiling to herself with an internal happiness.

Kagome was busy gathering fortunes and wooden prayer plaque
cards. She was untying the objects from the trees and fences on the shrine
grounds and placing them into her woven reed basket. When the basket was full,
she took the prayers and fortunes to a small pit next to the shed. It was where
she would say a final prayer to the gods and then burned the offerings. Once
each votive was burnt, it was transported to the gods for their decision and
every bad fortune was mystically erased.

He watched closely as she murmured a prayer, clapped her
hands twice, bowed, and then struck a match. The contents quickly flared with
flame, and a single white cloud of smoke rose aimlessly above the pit. Kagome
knelt next to the rapidly burning fire and the halo of smoke.

Somehow as the smoke curled its way up to the heavens, she
sensed someone looking at her. Kagome gazed up at hanyou through the cloudy
smokiness. Inuyasha smiled at her before walking back inside to get another
box.

In his embarrassment at being caught staring, he had been
too quick to turn his head away from the miko and never noticed Kagome's
confused expression. She was about as slack-jawed as Souta had been when he had
first seen Shaya.

All Kagome could do was stare in absolute confusion. Walking
past her was the very hanyou male she had a crush on—the guy who was
supposed to be in China on some sort of business trip with his father. There
was no mistaking his masculine jaw, his broad shoulders, his lean manly
physique or those adorable puppy-dog ears. However, he was wearing women's
clothes—the garbs of a miko! Her vision was getting stranger and
stranger.

Kagome couldn't quite shake the feeling that she was
dreaming. She often daydreamed of the gorgeous dog-eared demon that she was
spying on at the moment.

Her eyes widened in apparent bewilderment. She found her
pulse beating rapidly, and her breathing quickened.

She stood up and ran over to where Shaya (or was it
Inuyasha?) last stood. With panic running through her veins, she stumbled right
into the hanyou, who was lifting a large wooden box. Kagome slammed right into
the crate and stumbled backwards to fall on her bottom. "Ouch!" she complained
as she looked up at the hanyou before her with disbelieving eyes.

"Oi, Kagome," the hanyou called out.

The miko shook her head in confusion. Shaya even sounded
like Inuyasha. "Inuyasha?" Kagome questioned under her breath as she gazed at
clawed hands and the front of a wooden crate.

Shaya startled and put the large box down. She then squatted
to stare at Kagome directly in the eyes. Curious amber eyes gazed at confused
chocolate orbs. "What did you call me, Kagome?"

Kagome's lips parted in evident uncertainty as she looked at
the hanyou in front of her. I just saw
Inuyasha. He was wearing miko's robes. What is happening to me? "I...I
thought I saw your brother. I must be..." Kagome hesitated as she looked up at
the silver-haired half demon in front of her. The confused miko had the look of
a person who had just woken from a dream.

Shaya stood up and reached her arm out to Kagome to help
pull her up. A secretive smile erupted all over her face. "Ah, well you never
know. Maybe he'll show up again," the pretty hanyou girl responded. "Now I have
to finish moving these boxes. I'll see you inside soon."

Kagome brushed off her hakama pants after standing up. "Yes,
uh..."

"Kagome!" a middle-aged woman exclaimed. Inuyasha turned to
see the woman he knew as Kagome's mother. He noticed that Mrs. Higurashi had
rosy cheeks and bore a smile of satisfaction. The older woman met her daughter
with a warm hug. "How are you doing, Kagome? How is school?"

Shaya quickly turned to Kagome's mother and her lilac scent.
It was pretty, but not nearly as wonderful or intoxicating as Kagome's. He
sniffed again, there was something curious layered on top of her fragrance. Something odd... The wind swept the scent
away from Shaya, effectively hiding the curious smell he was trying to
ascertain.

"Fine, Mom," responded Kagome as she pulled an errant wisp
of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. "Oh, I forgot to mention
that I have a new roommate, Shaya. She is also the newest employee here at the
shrine." Kagome motioned to Shaya who bowed low to Kagome's mother.

The older woman with short black hair and a winsome smile
returned to bow. "I'm pleased to meet you Shaya." The middle-aged woman paused
as if in thought. "Are you related to...?" she left the sentence dangling.

Shaya responded immediately with a smirk. "I am a Takahashi
as well."

Kagome gushed breathlessly, "She's the sister of Inuyasha
and Sesshoumaru." Was it just Shaya's imagination or did Kagome's eyes look
akin to hero worship when she mentioned his name?

The older woman quirked an eyebrow in astonishment. "I was
sure that I had met the entire Takahashi family." She looked over Shaya as if
appraising her. "But no one can doubt the resemblance. You are a Takahashi."
She beamed a smile at the hanyou girl. "I would love for you to stay for dinner
and hear how your mother is doing! I haven't talked to her in so long."

Inuyasha only nodded in agreement. The older woman turned to
leave when the wind reversed direction. The scent of Kagome's mother wafted his
way. He was doubly surprised by what he smelled. There was a lingering scent
all over the woman, and he was having trouble remembering what it was. There
was a man's cologne that clung to her as well as the man's musk and the scent
of smoke. It only took him a few seconds to identify the source.

The middle-aged man on
the subway! The guy in the black trenchcoat who gave me a subway pass! Now why
would Kagome's mother be meeting up with him? Was my meeting with him a
coincidence? I know that he seemed familiar somehow... Who is he?

Inuyasha looked at the older woman's retreating form warily.
There was a mystery right under his nose, and he intended to find out the
answers.

~~~oo0oo~~~

Next Chapter: A
double-date, but who is going?!

Author's Notes:
#1: Karaumea just
finished traveling across continents and now she has to move twice! However,
Heartless fans take note! Despite all of the things she has been through, the
next chapter of Heartless is over 18 pages so far. She has 14 sections in that
chapter and has finished 4 of them. She says it will be even longer than 'When
She Comes Back'—so it will be a very beefy chapter! Yeah!
#2: Takeshi.
Ta-Keh-she.
#3: A Billion Yen.
About one million USD.
#4: The 'Seventh
Heaven' is a real strip club in downtown Tokyo on Roppongi Dori. (Ai Kisugi
used it before in one of her other stories.)
#5: The birth control
pill is not commonly used in Japan. It is available now (after taking more than
20 years to get approved), however condoms and abortions are the usual birth
control methods in Japan. 'Seasonale' was described in this chapter and is one
of many different types of birth control pills that limits the number of
menstrual cycles per year to 4 instead of 12. As usual, Ai Kisugi couldn't help
but to mention a birth control method that was appropriate for the situation
regardless of how things are really like in Japan.
#6: Yes, we threw
Usagi from 'Sailor Moon' in the story. We were looking for a good-looking
airhead and *ahem*... well there you have it.
#7: 'Ohayou' is 'Good
Morning' in Japanese.
#8: A 'genkan' is the
entrance to any Japanese home where you take off your outdoor shoes and then
put on your indoor shoes or slippers.
#9: When I (Ai Kisugi)
visited the Yahiko Shinto Shrine grounds I noticed a shrine maiden picking up
paper fortunes and wooden prayers and placing them in a basket. My Japanese
friend told me that they would be burnt afterwards in a ceremony and sent to
the gods. I didn't see the ceremony where they were burned, so I made up one
for this chapter.
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