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Highway to Hell	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 5539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Seven: It's Okay to Be Confused

(Wonderful World by J Rabbit)

The hotel Inuyasha had taken them to was an actual hotel this time, not one of the scary motels Kagome had become accustomed to. Even so, it was nicer than what she had been expecting. Marble floors, fountains everywhere, beautifully painted scenes and designs on the ceilings. She could barely take it all in, though, focused as she was on trying to sneak Shippo in past whatever prying eyes that could be about. Inuyasha had canceled the reservation of what was supposed to be her room and refused to pay for an extra occupant, no matter how much she pretended to cry, but she was determined to keep the little kitsune with her. He was just so cute and he fit perfectly in her purse! His little tail peeked out a bit, but it just looked like some sort of bag accessory.

Smiling too wide at the front desk clerk as Inuyasha checked them in, Kagome kept one hand in the currently human half-demon's and one hand on her purse strap. Inuyasha had been surprised when she'd held his hand of her own free will, not realizing it was only because she didn't trust him to go and try and reveal their tag-along's existence to the authorities. It felt nice to touch him like this, anyway. Comforting, on some level. Realizing the transaction was finished, she tugged him away, barely giving him time to get the key cards. The elevator was a work of art in itself, but she was more focused on clutching the trembling purse to her side, trying to give the small boy some measure of calm.

Their room was on the top floor of the very tall building, but she didn't even think of running to the large window that took up one entire side of the room and sneaking a view. Unzipping her purse, careful not to snag Shippo's fur or hair, she braced herself for the impact she knew was coming, embracing the little boy. Kagome could feel his heart pounding, like he really thought they were going to be caught and he'd be shipped off somewhere.

"Your wounds are almost completely healed," Kagome marveled, inspecting his small person. "Would you like to take a quick shower before bed?"

Shippo nodded just as his stomach began to growl loudly.

"Here's some money for the vending machine," Inuyasha muttered, handing the boy a five. "No restaurants are open right now, and I'm too fucking tired to take you both to one, anyway."

Without another word to or a look back at them, Shippo was out the door, apparently having gotten over his paranoia of capture.

Kagome sighed and sat down on the bed, allowing her tense muscles to relax. Her work was undone when Inuyasha gracelessly flopped down beside her, face down in a pillow. He muttered something she couldn't quite make out, and she crawled over beside him, peering at him curiously.

"What?"

He raised his head the slightest bit, glaring at her from behind a curtain of dark hair. "I said that I don't fuckin' like that kid. I don't want him traveling with us."

She turned up her nose and crossed her arms, facing away from him on her knees. "That's not your decision to make."

"I'm fucking paying for everything, aren't I!?"

Kagome knew she had overused this, but she pouted down at him anyway. "But you said I could do whatever I wanted!"

Inuyasha growled at her, for a minute looking as feral as he did when his demonic blood flowed freely through his veins. She didn't have time to react before he was suddenly on top of her, pinning her to the mattress. His entire body was pressed into hers, the feeling so intimate it took her breath away and left her face on fire.

"You keep saying that, but what about what I want..."

The words set off her temper and she unconsciously bared her teeth at him, putting all her fire into her glare. She wanted him off of her, now. Without realizing what she was doing, she pressed back against him, angrily trying to buck him off. The position he had forced her into, however, only served so that they were now basically dry humping, grinding against each other.

Inuyasha's mouth fell open in a silent moan, and it was only then that their rather compromising position fully dawned on her. Kagome went completely still, appalled at her, though unwitting, wanton action.

"G-get off," she squeaked weakly, shrinking back into the pillows as his face neared hers.

"Kagome," he murmured, deaf to her small protest, and then his lips were on hers and her blood roared in her ears.

The girl's mind raced as she allowed herself to be kissed once again by the last man who should have been kissing her. She was kissing Inuyasha. Inuyasha, the ancient and infuriating demonic being who was her half-brother, confusing demon culture be damned. Oh, what would her mother say!? Unexpectedly, the thought inflamed her.

Fuck her mother— No, fuck Izayoi. What had she ever really done for her? Nothing a real mother did. Oh, sure, she liked playacting that they were close, taking her shopping and watching a movie with her sometimes, teaching her how to cook, but there was always that distance in her eyes she could never hide, like she'd rather be somewhere else. She didn't want to be anyone's obligation anymore. Inuyasha liked her, he really liked her. It didn't matter what for or why or for how long. All that mattered was that he did.

Kagome's hands stopped pushing at his shoulders, one tangling in his hair while the other chose to grip his thin t-shirt. Inuyasha groaned into the kiss, his erection rubbing between her legs more insistently. She wiggled back, opening her legs wider, feeling rewarded when her skirt rode up and the friction of his jeans against her panty-covered pussy made her entire body tingle. Gods, she could feel how wet she was. How wrong it was. She didn't think it was possible, but the kiss became even more passionate, more darts of the tongue and nips of the teeth than slamming their lips together.

One of his hands, still as calloused as when it had claws, drifted from where it had been holding her chin in place and caressing the side of her face in turns, making its way down, down, down, thinking it was being sneaky. There was no way she could not notice the scalding trail it left along her skin, even through her clothes. Soon, it arrived at her hip, his fingers dancing little patterns across her flesh. Kagome knew what Inuyasha was trying to do. He wanted to take away the clothing that hid her from him, probably to woo her with his fingers before pleasuring himself anymore. He didn't want to scare her off.

She decided she wanted it. Fighting him would serve no purpose. She wouldn't give him everything he wanted, however. That would just be stupid. But there was no reason why she should deny herself pleasure, even if it came from Inuyasha.

"Hey, you guys! The vending machine's out of Oreos but I really want Oreos!"

The high-pitched voice exploded in her brain and her body reacted before she could control it. With one big lunge, Inuyasha was finally off of her, though she had been a bit overzealous and dumped him on the floor.

"S-sorry about that, Shippo," Kagome said, hoping she sounded normal.

Shippo hopped on the bed, his face covered in white powder. "I got donuts instead, but they don't taste good at all."

Inuyasha was glaring at the boy, murder in his eyes. Kagome couldn't help but laugh. Gently, she grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and wiped the mess off Shippo's face.

"G'night, Kag'me," Shippo mumbled, burrowing into her before he fell into a dead sleep.

She sighed, stroking the little boy's hair. Kagome could practically feel the heat of Inuyasha's anger. Sighing, she lay down, taking a moment to appreciate the incredibly fluffy pillows. Everything felt soft and smelled clean. It was nice to not have to worry about bed bugs for the first time in a while.

"Come to bed, Inuyasha," she whispered. A little bit of guilt pushed at her conscience. She was leading him on to make her family angry, to prove something to herself, to provide a distraction. Then there was the whole arrangement they had with him paying for school, hoping for something more from her. It was wrong.

Inuyasha groaned lightly, clearly exasperated. "That's really not how I wanted to hear that the first time."

She giggled, and he smiled at her, this time carefully getting on the bed so as to avoid waking Shippo. They were both on their sides, facing each other. The lighting was only just dim enough for her to sleep, and she didn't think Inuyasha would be willing to get up and turn it off now that he was all settled. They were all tired after such a crazy day.

On impulse, Kagome reached out her hand, grabbing Inuyasha's. His eyes opened, startled, before they softened. Sweeping his thumb in a smooth caress on her skin, he brought her hand to his mouth, giving her the smallest kiss on her little finger.

So much was communicated through the brief gesture. Kagome didn't understand a bit of it, but she went to sleep with a smile on her lips anyway.

Oo/O

It was still dark outside when she woke up, though just barely. Kagome wasn't sure what exactly had made her waken so suddenly, but for the life of her she just could not drift off again. Inuyasha was still facing her, though their hands had come unlinked sometime during the night. With nothing better to do, she watched him. He slept soundlessly, breathing deep and even. She knew she had a tendency to talk and laugh and once, according to her friends at one of their sleepovers, sing quietly in her sleep. Added to that, she moved about a lot, kicking and moving her arms, rolling this way and that. None of that had happened since beginning the road trip with Inuyasha. She thought it was because she was just that powerfully self-conscious.

So subtly she barely noticed it, his hair began to lighten before bleeding back into the silvery moonlight she had so quickly become accustomed to. It was fascinating, and her heart began to pump faster, pounding against her rib cage.

Inuyasha's newly returned ears twitched and his eyes opened lazily. They were gold, and she felt somehow relieved. For a moment, they stayed like that, just staring at each other. It became too intense and she glanced away, watching out of the corner of her eye as he went about his morning routine, gathering his bathing supplies as he moved to the bathroom.

It took twice as long as it usually did to get them out of the room and on the road. They barely made it before check-out time. Kagome stewed angrily, sitting in the backseat with Shippo, glaring at Inuyasha. She just could not get over the way he'd acted that morning, the jackass!

It had all started when she'd knocked on the door to the bathroom while he was still inside. He was taking way too long, much longer than ever before. Inuyasha liked to pester her about the time she took to make herself ready, asking what she looked like under all the make-up, if she was really that hideous. She hardly wore any, dammit! And now here he was, hogging the bathroom, when she had hair that needed to be washed and a kitsune who needed to pee.

"Inuyasha!" she whined, shaking the doorknob again. "What's taking so long!?"

He grunted. "You're welcome to come help me..." he said tensely in what was almost too low a voice for her to hear. Almost.

"Ew," she complained, immediately envisioning him on the toilet. Perhaps he'd left the shower on so no one would hear. "You don't have to be all gross about it. I'll leave you to your, uh, duty."

Shippo snickered behind her. "Doodie's not what he's doing in there."

Kagome fought against rolling her eyes. "That's not what I—" The meaning of the fox demon's words slowly filtered through her brain and into understanding. Her face flamed red and she jumped away from the door as if it was on fire. She wondered if he was thinking about her. About what they had done last night. Maybe about what they had almost done.

"Let's watch cartoons until dumbass gets out of the bathroom!"

She was too caught up in her thoughts to correct Shippo on his language. They watched cartoons for no more than ten minutes before Inuyasha finally reappeared, looking refreshed, invigorated, and relaxed.

"Let's go take a quick shower, Shippo!" Kagome said in what she hoped was a normal voice.

The boy gave a mournful look at the television set before getting to his feet, trudging towards the bathroom.

"The fuck do you think you're doing?"

Kagome didn't even glance at him. "We have to be super fast after you took so long. I hope you, uh, cleaned the hair out of the drain and all..."

"You're showering separately."

"Why?" she asked, confused. Family bath time, though rare, was some of the most fun she could remember from her childhood. It was like a tiny pool where everyone just talked and relaxed and she could play with her toys. They didn't have time for that, though doubling up was still practical since they had to get back on the road.

"I don't want CPS on my ass after we ditch him."

Her face colored in anger and she stomped over to him. "What. Are you. Implying," she hissed from between clenched teeth.

He rolled his eyes. "Just take a fuckin' shower by yourself, Kagome. It ain't gonna kill ya."

"He's too little to bathe by himself!" she protested. "He could drown."

Inuyasha walked over to the bathroom door and knocked to get Shippo's attention. "Kagome thinks you're dumb enough to drown in the shower."

Her mouth dropped open and she ran over to him. "I never said that!"

"I can do it myself! I'm old enough!"

"But Shippo—"

"That settles it, Kagome. Let's go watch cartoons." Grabbing her elbow, he directed his voice towards the door, "I want you out in five, runt."

Shippo had taken twenty minutes, and by the time it was her turn, she barely had time to shampoo and scrub. Drying her hair, putting on lotion, and applying make-up were all out of the question. When she was finished, she felt naked and vulnerable.

"So that's what's been hiding under all that paint and grease," Inuyasha said, wrinkling his nose. "Now I know why it takes for-fucking-ever to get you out."

Kagome had stomped on his foot as hard as she could and hadn't spoken to him since.

"Kagome?"

"Yes, Shippo?" she said for what must have been the fifteenth time since they'd been in the car. It was a struggle to keep her tone light.

"Where are we going?"

"Uh, a lot of places. We're on a trip."

"Oh. When will we get to the next place?"

She shrugged.

"Can we go to that place?" He pointed to a dinky, handmade cardboard sign on the side of the road.

Sennin Orchards. Once you see our peaches, you'll never leave!

Inuyasha answered for her. "No. Now pipe down."

To her amazement, Shippo stayed quiet until another of the signs popped up a few minutes later, bearing the same message but with the addition of miles until the exit.

"I wanna have a picnic!" he chirped, pasting his face against the window. "Let's go there!"

"A picnic sounds lovely," Kagome said, fondly stroking his hair.

Inuyasha snorted. "That sounds boring. How 'bout a club?"

Her brow furrowed. "It would be hard to sneak Shippo in, and I don't think that kind of atmosphere would be good for him."

"We should just get rid of him, then."

Shippo burst into noisy tears and Kagome unbuckled her seatbelt, doing the best she could to comfort him.

"Dammit, Inuyasha, we are not leaving Shippo anywhere! Stop upsetting us, you ass."

Cradling Shippo to her, she cooed little nonsense words at him, attempting to soothe. Without warning, Inuyasha growled and reached back, bopping Shippo on the head hard enough that she could hear the noise of the impact.

"Inuyasha!" she shrieked, appalled.

"That little bastard smirked at me! He's doing this shit on purpose."

"That doesn't make child abuse okay!"

Inuyasha glared at them in the rearview mirror. "You win, you little shit. We'll have a fucking picnic, but you better shut your mouth from now on."

Kagome glanced warily at Shippo. Was he really some puppet master, manipulating her just as Inuyasha claimed? His big green eyes looked up at her and he stuck his thumb in his mouth. All other thoughts not pertaining to his adorableness flew out the window and she cuddled him closer. To Inuyasha's obvious annoyance, she spent the rest of the ride teaching the little fox nursery rhymes and songs.

It was late afternoon by the time they arrived at the orchard. The dirt parking lot was big and full of cars. Kagome glanced at how poorly taken care of some of them looked, wondering how they could have even been driven to the orchard. There was a stand at the entrance, though it was boarded up. Was it closed?

Shippo bounded out of the car and past the abandoned stand, frolicking in the grass and chasing his own tail. It made her bust out laughing, and her laughter only intensified when she thought of Inuyasha doing the same thing. Did he ever feel tempted? It was more traditionally canine behavior, after all. She got out of the car, running after Shippo, and Inuyasha followed.

"This place smells weird," he said. "And there ain't a fucking person in sight. But look at all the cars!"

Kagome shrugged. "Maybe there's an event or something somewhere else on the grounds."

What she really cared about was getting something to eat. She'd had no dinner last night and no breakfast or lunch, and she was starving. Anything would've looked good to her then. Just as she thought that, her eyes fell on a tree a little further in the distance, branches heavy with ripe peaches. Kagome carefully walked towards it, trying to ignore the half-demon practically on her heels. There was no one around. No one would mind just one missing fruit. She'd pay for it (or make Inuyasha pay for it, really)...if they caught her.

The branches were low enough for her to pluck a fruit just by standing on her tiptoes. The smell was sweet, intoxicating in her present state. Bringing it to her face, she was about to take a bite when she heard a soft noise, almost a buzzing. Something tickled her hand, and she panicked, thinking she'd grabbed a bee or some sort of disgusting bug and she'd be stung and it would hurt and she didn't even have any colorful band-aids and lollipops to cheer her up. Turning the fruit over in her hand, she didn't find any kind of insect, though she wished she had.

The fruit had a human face.

"Go baaaaaack," the face hissed faintly.

It took her a second to react, but then Kagome shut her eyes tight, screamed, and turned, chucking the fruit as far away from herself as she could, which just so happened to be right at Inuyasha's head.

Inuyasha yelped, batting the talking fruit away. "Why the fuck would you throw that thing at me, bitch!?"

"We have to get out of here!" she shrieked, fisting his shirt. Her hands were trembling and she thrummed with adrenaline.

"No shit," he muttered, grabbing her hand and tugging her back in the direction the car. "Wait... Where the fuck is the kid?"

Kagome felt the blood drain from her face. "Shippo..." she whispered in agony.

"Come on," he said impatiently, going in the opposite direction. "I think I saw him by that hill over there."

The hill was small, and weirdly squishy, getting squishier the more they walked on it. Kagome felt like she should be sinking through the mud, but it held.

"Shippo!" she called out, stumbling a bit. "Shippo, where are you? You're scaring me!"

Inuyasha righted her, his hands around her waist. They were so close. Again. It looked like he was about to say something.

The ground beneath their feet began to shake and she screamed again, this time considerately covering Inuyasha's ears. He glared at her, but tightened his arms around her anyway, jumping into the air and off the hill. The ground was steady now.

"What was that?" she asked, forgetting she still covered his ears.

His eyes were wide, still on the hill they'd just vacated. Kagome removed her hands, grateful that he kept his in the same place, and looked in the direction he was so focused on. It continued to visibly shake. To her astonishment, little bits of dirt and grass were being shaken off, dropping to the ground one clump at a time to reveal...a man. A giant, flabby man.

It took him a few tries and many wheezing breaths, but finally he was on his feet. He gingerly brushed off the dirt from his overalls. Kagome and Inuyasha continued to watch, stunned.

"Who the fuck are you?" Inuyasha asked, looking as confused as she felt.

The giant man grinned at them, exposing his eerily sharp teeth. "I am Tōkajin, the sage and evil farmer."

There was a second of silence before Inuyasha burst out laughing, separating from Kagome to walk up to the guy.

"An evil farmer? Seriously? Old McDonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-BOO!" He could barely talk without laughing. It was infectious enough that even Kagome, still somewhat frightened, began to giggle as well.

Tōkajin's smile widened, something she did not believe possible. Seemingly from nowhere, he pulled out a pitchfork and stabbed Inuyasha, impaling him with enough force that it went straight through him. The prongs stuck firmly in the ground and his body slid down the wooden handle, turning it red.

His laughter ceased, though the open smile remained, a little more relaxed. A small trickle of blood escaped his lips, briefly distracting her from the blooming crimson stain on the shirt she'd been clinging to not five minutes ago.

Inuyasha was dead.

The evil farmer turned to her, his wheezing laugh nothing like the robust one of Inuyasha's that had been silenced forever.

"You're coming with me, cunt."

Kagome's knees buckled.

Shit.
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