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Waking Up In Vegas	By : darkduchess Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 23767 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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A/N: I'm like mucho mucho sorry for going MIA on you guy like that. I'm uploading two chapters to make up for it...

Chapter 7: 4:27 P.M.
Las Vegas
Restaurant el Demonio

Merry cheers and a small round of applause greeted Aimaru’s ears as he slowly regained consciousness.
“Congratulations on your engagement you two.” He could hear a man call out. Silver eyes opened to find that the engaged couple was in fact the miko and his brother.
Oh, so it wasn’t a dream?
Aimaru sat up in his chair away from the blissful comfort of his secretary’s bosom to glare at the couple among a small crowd shaking hands and accepting their best wishes, though everyone looked a little unsure how to act around the couple. He could understand their awkwardness. The pair was close to throwing blows just moments ago making it hard to decide whether to give them their best wishes or offer them their condolences.
Well at least they were only engaged at the moment. That left plenty of time for them to sober up and cancel all this madness in the morning before going through with it. They wouldn’t want to go through with the ceremony tonight…would they?
“So when is the big day?” A demon woman asked.
He watched the couple share a knowing look. An uncomfortable tingle shot down his spine.
“Tonight.” They answered simultaneously.
The world was growing dark again. “Oh no you don’t Aimaru. You’re here in the waking world to stay.” Ronda jerked him up by his collar before he slumped over again. “Now snap out of it and get to the damage control.”
“Right…” Aimaru quickly sat up, shaking off his shock then turned to apologize to the wolf prince and his beta. He doubted it would do any good since the damage had been done but the least he could do was apologize; on their behalf of course because he surely didn’t do a damn thing wrong…at least not directly. “I’m sorry about all this gentlemen and we’ll completely understand if you chose to decline our…”
Kouga cut him off with the wave of his hand, never taking his gaze off the miko huddled closely to the demon lord. In fact his eyes held a calculating gleam that made Aimaru narrow his eyes in suspicion. A sure sign the wolf prince was up to something. And if there was one thing Aimaru didn’t like, it was a plotting wolf. “Don’t be ridiculous. We’ll just continue this meeting tomorrow morning. Regardless of what happened tonight, I find it no reason to harbor ill will towards TashioTech. Business is business.” The wolf smiled.
Oh yes the man was definitely up to something, but Aimaru couldn’t bring himself to be bothered with it at the moment. “If you insist…” He looked around for the miko and his brother and couldn’t spot them anywhere. Now where did they wonder off to that fast?
Kouga noticed the Inu looking around for the bride and groom. “If you are looking for the two lovebirds they left already.” He pointed a claw to the elevators.
Aimaru nodded thanks to the wolf prince and took off towards the elevators with Ronda right on his heels.
Kouga watch the two leave, his smile turning into a cunning grin. His felt beta nudged his shoulder lightly interrupting his plotting thoughts.
“What are you planning boss?” Ginta asked with a chuckle. When the wolf prince’s grin grew wider he shook his head. “Of course you would be planning something. I should’ve known better than to ask self-answered questions.”
“Yeah…” Kouga rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “you should have.” He answered gruffly, the wheels still turning in his head.
He wasn’t defeated yet. No, far from defeated. He knew the miko pined for the demon lord, so her jumping at Sesshoumaru’s last minute proposal didn’t really surprise him. All the demon lord’s actions did was assured Kouga that the big Inu felt threatened by him. Why else would the demon lord pop the question so carelessly to keep the miko at his side? He knew good and well the Inu had only planned to scare the strong willed miko into falling in line and become once again his meek mannered secretary. The man didn’t count on her jumping at the first opportunity that came her way and move on with her life.
Kouga’s grin turned wicked as he signaled the waiter over with his tab.
This whole situation had so much potential to fall into his favor. Not only was this last minute effort to tie the miko side obvious, it was one-sided in his Kouga’s eyes; a miko’s devotion versus a demon lord’s pride. Of course he’ll be right there to patch the miko’s broken heart back together when the time came.
He passed the signed check to the waiter then smacked his comrade on his back firmly. “Let’s go out for the rest of the night. I hear there’s this interesting club called Primal Heat that my pack mates say is worth checking out.”
Ginta followed his alpha out of the restaurant. “Sure boss.”

Aimaru and Ronda stood at the elevators waiting for it to reach their floor when a waiter and a security guard approached them. The guard had to be a young priest if the hot prickling shooting down his spine was anything to go by.
Not too long after the U.S signed a peace unity treaty for human kind to coexist with demon kind, the government had established system to handle certain disputes and disturbances; holy human security for demon disturbances and demon security for human disturbances. It was backward but oddly effective system. But when you think about it, what better way to subdue to the two than policing them with their opposites?
Aimaru regarded the head waiter with an irritated glare. He had seen this coming but that didn’t mean he had the patience to deal with it.
“I’m sorry Mr. Darsey, but you have yet to pay your bill and compensate us for the damages and the disturbance you and your group caused. We can’t allow you to leave until you make payment arrangements.” The elderly man stepped aside and gestured down the hall. “If you would be so kind as to follow me…”
“Couldn’t you just bill us?” Aimaru argued as he tapped the down button insistently. Why couldn’t this thing come any faster? He really didn’t have time for this nonsense.
The elderly waiter shook his head sadly. “The owner may well sue you for ruining the reputation of his restaurant and wish to negotiate the terms of forgiveness…if the price is right.” Aimaru could almost picture the man rubbing his hands together greedily. He looked conniving enough.
“Look, I really don’t have time for all this…” Aimaru watched the security guard glow blue in warning behind the waiter then sighed in defeat. “Lead the way.” He turned to his secretary. “Find them.”
“Oh, I’ll find them.” She assured him as she got on the elevator. “But I can’t promise you that I’ll be bringing back an untouched miko and an unsatisfied demon lord.” When her boss threw an icy glare over his shoulder at her she shrugged. It wasn’t like she was trying to be funny, just telling it like it is.

Sesshoumaru and Kagome were on the roof snuggled in each other’s arms watching the sun sink lower to the horizon. The lights of the city growing brighter the lower the sun sank in the sky.
“Mrs. Tashio….” Kagome mused out loud snuggling deeper in her fiancé’s chest enjoying his masculine aroma. “I like the sound of that.”
“It does bring a much more elegant quality to your name. Not forgetting to mention raising your monetary value by millions.”
“There was an insult somewhere in there but I’m too happy to care at the moment.” Kagome muttered in his chest. She refused to let the man ruin her happy mood. And right now she felt like she was on cloud nine and doesn’t plan on jumping off that cloud anytime soon.
To think that she, Kagome Hiragashi, had managed to snag the richest, most beautiful demon lord as her husband.
She could see her future now; happily married with adorable silver haired children with a beautiful home. She would be living that ‘stereotypical yet rarely obtainable right out of fairytale’ life.
Really, what other life could there be married to the richest man in the world?
“I’m so happy.” She said on the verge of tears.
A hand gently tilted her face up towards the demon lord’s gorgeous one stealing her very breath from her lungs. The man was just so beautiful it hurts. It’s not only that this man looked beautiful, he represented practically every aspect of the word beautiful. “This is all you will ever be for as long as you are This Sesshoumaru’s wife.” She swooned.
He leaned down to gently touch his lips to hers in a tender kiss that left her tingling on the inside. Their lips moving against each other’s slowly. The tingle in her body grew to a throb that rocked her down to her toes. Good kami, the man hasn’t slipped her the tongue yet and she was already hot and bothered. He was going to have to give her more than some chaste kiss before this night was over. She was getting married tonight and will damned if she was waking up a virgin tomorrow.
She knew that train of thinking should bother her, you know her being a miko and all, but her hormones were raging to wildly for her to care at the moment and had put her modesty on the back burner. His arms tightened around her body nearly crushing her which she didn’t mind one damn bit. His lips, oh kami those lips, felt soft as petals moist with morning dew as they moved against hers passionately making her tightened in a place that had her groaning lustfully.
Tongue…she growled internally growing frustrated with his gentleness …she needed some of that sinful tongue. And maybe a little fang…
Suddenly she reared back from the demon lord’s lips to shake herself. Good kami, what was wrong with her? She was getting raunchier by the second. Maybe they should hurry along with the marriage ceremony, perhaps then she wouldn’t feel so guilty for wanting to maul her husband to be, because kami knows she did.
“What is wrong mate?” Kagome shuddered in pleasure at his words. That sounded awfully nice in that husky voice.
She smiled up at him. “I’m trying my best not to ravish you.” Her hand cupped his cheek tenderly. “But you’re making that so hard.”
Sesshoumaru reached over to pull her into his lap so that she faced him. He chuckled. “Indeed. And here I thought to restrain myself from ravishing you.” He ran his hands down her back to wrap around her slender waist.
She shivered and gasped when he cupped her bottom and tugged her lower body closer to his growing erection. The feel of deep vibrations rumbled in his chest as he pressed his lips to her collarbone to nip at her sensitive flesh playfully. “As you can feel, this is a lot to restrain.”
“Indeed.” She moaned unable to control the roll of her hips, creating a sizzling friction between them leaving her panting. The harder the demon lord nipped her shoulder the tighter she ground her hips into his. “Perhaps we should move along with this marriage thing, hmm?” she questioned. He bucked his hips into hers and her eyes crossed.
When she didn’t get a response, she ignored the throbbing erection between her thighs enough to pat his shoulder to get his attention. “Sesshoumaru…” she moaned.
“Hm?”
“We have to talk about the wedding…oh.” She felt him lift her dress up to her waste baring her bottom to the chilly evening air.
“What?”
“Wed…” Her mind short circuited when his fingers worked under the silken material of her underwear leaving nothing but skin between his palm and her rear. “something…or other. Oh never mind.”
Sesshoumaru chuckled as he caught her lobe between his fangs gently. “I believe it concerned our wedding.”
Kagome sat up straight and snapped her fingers. “That’s right, our wedding. Uh…what about it?” She cocked her head curiously her wavy locks tumbling down her shoulder. She remembered there was something about the wedding she wanted to talk about but for the life of her she couldn’t remember.
Her husband to be regarded her with a grin. “For starters you can enlighten me as to the protocol of a traditional human wedding.”
Human wedding? It seems demons celebrate their weddings differently.
“Well,” she lifted her hand to count off her fingers while the demon lord helped himself to nuzzling her breast. “There’s the proposal that you performed, which by the way wasn’t a legit one, so we…”
Sesshoumaru snapped his head up to scowl at the woman in his lap. “And why not? My words and intent couldn’t have been anymore clear…” His words were cut off by Kagome kissing him smartly on the lips, successfully quieting him.
“Let me finish.” She said haughtily. In the future she was going to work on his manners. “The reason I don’t recognize your proposal as legit is because…” she raised her hand then wiggled the tapered digits in his face.
The look on his face was of pure boredom for a moment until a seductive smile spread across his face. “So you wish to give me a lesson on the female anatomy?” he reached up to grasp her hand and kiss her knuckles. “Hand.”
He reached to kiss her neck. “ Neck.”
“The shoulder…” He leaned even lower. “Breast…nipple.” His head leaned down to nuzzle said anatomy.
When the demon lord took her hardened nub between sharp fangs she yelped and smacked his shoulders playfully. If they didn’t have a wedding to plan she would have finished this ‘anatomy’ lesson. “No you horn dog.” She raised her hand again then pointed to her naked ring finger. “There’s no engagement ring on my finger. No ring, no vows buddy.”
“You accepted eager enough without the ring miko.” He pointed out.
“But I want a romantic proposal.” She pouted. “You know like in those sappy chick flicks where the guy hides the ring in the wine glass, or her cheesecake, some even have it spelled out in the sky, or flashed on signs or…”
A silver brow rose speculatively. “So it’s human tradition to consume your engagement ring?”
“No…”
“Drink it then?”
“No, it’s the…”
“It’s too dark to have someone take 20 minutes to spell out in the sky what I could say in 3 seconds, not forgetting to mention the signs here are too numerous for you to spot my particular message.” Sesshoumaru argued simply.
Of course the romantic concept of the whole thing completely eluded him. Kagome’s shoulders slumped in defeat. “Just buy the damn rings and drop to one knee and propose garsh darn it. It aint rocket science.”
“Hn.” He rubbed idly at her rear as he thought. “Finish explaining what else a traditional human wedding entails.”
If only he would call it just a plain wedding instead of a human wedding. He made it sound so…political. Though, now that she thought about it, it was political in a sense; a miko and a demon lord marrying one another for the first time in history. Her mom wouldn’t mind this all too much but her grandfather was a different story. He is, after all, a priest and the thought of his only granddaughter marrying the notorious demon lord of Japan, Sesshoumaru Tashio, would no doubt cause the man to have an aneurism. As much as she would love to spare him a swift trip to the grave, she just couldn’t bear to part with the demon lord.
She shrugged her shoulders and stared out across the expanse of the bright lit city. “There’s the bridal shower, the bachelorette party, the bachelor party, the ceremony, and the…” her brows knitted together. “You know, I don’t think we’ll be able to do all this in one night Sesshy-kun.” That was a lot to plan and do in one night. Even money couldn’t buy instant extravagant overnight weddings…could it? They needed staff, a place to hold all the events, gifts, food, the cake that definitely had to be chocolate, and her friends are out of town and they would be heartbroken to know they had missed her wedding…
Sesshoumaru waved a dismissive hand cutting her thoughts short. “Nonsense. Nothing is an impossible feat for the lord of the west. Now finish. Unless of course there are parts you could do without and shorten the whole ordeal to more reasonable occasion.” He suggested.
Kagome regarded him with a scowl. Her first wedding and he thought to cheat her out of her first perfect dream wedding?! “No I want it all. You should know better than to ask a woman to short herself on her first and only special day.”
“Indeed. How foolish of me.” He retorted dryly. When his miko smacked him smartly on the chest he glared at her. “Don’t hit me woman.”
“Well act a little more excited about this will you. You have illegally proposed to me after all…”
“Illegally?” He asked with a raised brow then watched her raised her naked ring finger in his face again. How could he forget about her naked ring finger?
Kagome continued without pause. “…and I want this done right or not at all. Do you want me as a wife or don’t you?” she crossed her arms tightly waiting expectantly.
She watched him think for a moment; a moment too long. As if he was rethinking all this. That’s downright rude in her opinion. He was the one who proposed…illegally. She had nearly got up to storm away until he held fast to her hips. “I want you as my wife Kagome Hiragashi. This Sesshoumaru promises to give you the best wedding a woman could ever dream of. You need only to ask and I shall deliver tenfold.” Now that’s what she’s talking about. See? An honorable promise of commitment, was that too much to ask for?
With a coy smile Kagome uncrossed her arms and toyed with her fingers shyly. “Well, let’s start by picking out those rings…with big pretty diamonds that sparkle. Silver…gotta be silver.”
“If my lady wishes it.” Sesshoumaru said as he leaned in to capture her lips in a promise sealing kiss.

This, unfortunately, was how Aimaru had found them as he stormed through the door unto the roof. He looked around for Ronda who seemed to have up and disappear into thin air. Knowing her the way he did she may have went off lollygagging when she didn’t return to him with the drunken love birds.
After discussing business with the restaurant manager and coming to an agreement of sorts to avoid possible prosecution, he quickly went and searched all the floors, the parking lot and little secluded spots that was ‘quickie quality’. He was relieved to find them all empty except this one. Only, here he found his sister with her skirt bunched up around her waist carelessly like a two bit whore. It seems his little angel has permanently fallen from the Kami’s graces.
He snapped his fingers at the wanton couple to distract them from their…hell he doesn’t know what to call it. He just want it to stop already. “Okay party’s over. Let’s move it you two. We have to get you back to the hotel and into bed to sleep off your insanity.”
Annoyed Sesshoumaru looked up to watch his brother stomp in his direction; bothersome bastard that he was. Well at least the idiot was right on time. He had a schedule to keep; a wedding to have, and a miko to ravish all to be done by sun up.“No, we leave for a jewelry store.” He said flatly as he allowed his brother to pull his miko from his arms so he could stand. As soon as he was upright he pulled the little onna right back into his arms. “Come brother. Apparently this Sesshoumaru performed an illegal proposal and must act quickly to rectify this matter.”
“That’s all you did illegal?” Aimaru asked sarcastically as he watched the demon lord whisk pass him. If the big Inu thought he was following him to a jewelry store to continue his wedding madness he lost his god damn mind. He wanted no further part in it. “No.” He said, staying rooted to his spot. “I’m done. You two have already caused enough damage and way too hell bent on causing more of it. I want no part of it. I refuse to spend the night in jail.”
Kagome scowled at Aimaru then at Sesshoumaru who shrugged carelessly. The older inu could careless either way it seemed. “Jail? This is my wedding day…”
“Night…Wedding night.” Sesshoumaru corrected her.
She waved a dismissive hand. “Oh whatever…My wedding night. And you were going to be Sesshoumaru’s best man. I need to find Ronda and ask her if she’ll be my maid of honor.”
“Isn’t that role meant for virgins?” Aimaru asked innocently.
“Yeah but I think she’s chaste enough to assume the part.”
“I guess that means a prostitute has a chance for that role as well…” he asked before he was popped smartly upside the head by that very demoness who strolled out onto the roof with the trio.
“Oh good everyone’s here. Let’s get started on my wedding people, the clock’s a tickin’. I want to be a legal wife by sun up.” Kagome clapped excitedly and made a zig zag dash for the door with Sesshoumaru right behind her. The elated miko even spun on her heel in mid stride to yell back at him over her fiancé’s shoulder. “Come on Aimaru!”
How she managed on those heels while drunk, Aimaru would never know.

Everyone was spilling out of the building when Aimaru stopped in his tracks. Something just occurred to him… “Wait a minute I still haven’t agreed to all this. Best man or not, I will not be dragged in this hell called a wedding, a human wedding of all things.” He exclaimed in a near whine.
Kagome spun on her heel to wag a finger at him and had to be held fast by her fiancé before she fell on her ass. “Aimaru, you’re whining. I will not have anyone who whines more than me at my wedding. That’s my job. So suck it up.” She got into the driver’s seat.
Aimaru was moments from telling her she got into the wrong seat when the miko scrambled out to hold her hand out to him. He just knew she was asking for assistance out of the car and into the back seat because she damn sure as hell isn’t asking for his keys to his precious car. He looked down at her empty hand. “Need a hand precious?” he asked sarcastically.
He was smacked smartly on the chest and the miko held her hand out at him again. Her husband to be was standing on the passenger side looking on with his notoriously expressionless gaze.
“Keys.”
“No.” he answered swiftly.
“Keys.” She said again with a pout.
“No. Way. In. Hell.” He said simply then moved to remove her from the front seat when the miko suddenly broke down into tears.
“Sesshy-kun,” she whined. “Aimaru won’t give me the keys. I wanna drive and it’s my wedding day. I should get what I want on my wedding day.”
Aimaru glared at his brother who was rounding the car toward him. He held up his hand to ward him off as he backed away from the determined demon lord. “Oh no. You couldn’t possibly believe I will cough up my keys to a drunken miko with a bridezilla complex. Out of the question.”
“You have no say in the matter.” Sesshoumaru stalked his brother around the vehicle.
Aimaru jumped over the vehicle away from his brother. “Over my dead body.”
Sesshoumaru smirked. “That could be arranged dearest little brother.”
“NO!!” Kagome suddenly screeched. “I want him alive. If you kill him, where are we going to find a best man for you on short notice?” she dug her knuckles in her hips while glaring at the bigger Inu.
Sesshoumaru regarded his fiancé with a droll stare then glared back at his brother. “Keys.” He demanded.
“It’s my car!” Aimaru bellowed. He moved behind Ronda who looked at him over her shoulder.
She took one look at the demon lord and quickly moved aside. If her boss thought she was going to be his human shield he lost his mind. “Traitor.” She heard him hiss and shrugged.
“Coward.” She shot back.
“Enough of this.” In a second flat, Sesshoumaru had Aimaru on the ground and the keys in his miko’s waiting palm. “It’s all yours angel.”
Kagome squealed loudly like she won the lottery and got into the driver’s seat. “Come on Aimaru before you get left behind.”
“You know that wouldn’t be a bad thing…”
“Move.” By his brother’s calm command he reluctantly got off the ground and moved to get in the back seat.
Aimaru heard the door close behind him and looked up to see Ronda still standing outside waving impishly at him.
Oh, that traitorous bitch.
Before he could speak the car launched forward at a heart stopping speed after the tires squealed across the asphalt, tossing up gravel before it speed off down the street.
After the miko passed what he guess was the 20^th red light, he figure he better have a quick chat with the gods. “By the good kami above, this lowly demon shall turn over a new leaf and work until my last dying breath to right every wrong I’ve done just as long as you grant me the chance to make it to wherever we’re going alive.” Aimaru prayed aloud as the car made a jarring right turn that practically had the car on two side wheels. “I tolerate a few broken bones…” he whimpered when the miko made a bone chilling chuckle of glee. “I’ll even sacrifice the beauty of my face…JUST AS LONG AS YOU LET ME LIVE!!”
He opened his eyes in time to see the miko about to run another red light and the adjacent traffic was heavy with trucks. He reached up to wrench his brother head back by his hair earning a mighty nasty snarl. But he didn’t care. The vision of him taking his first steps as a pup was flashing before his eyes. “Tell you woman to slow down!”
“Hn.” His brother answered Aimaru in a bored tone. Bored? Really?! Here he was on the verge of tears and the man sit there bored?
“KAGOME HIRIGASHI, STOP….THIS…” He didn’t finish when his face smashed in the back of his brother’s seat. He couldn’t complain. After all he did barter his beauty for his life to the Kami. So no complaints here.
Kagome giggled then smacked herself on the head before she turned around in her seat to look at Aimaru nursing his healing nose. “Duh. Silly me forgot to ask where I could find the nicest jewelry in Las Vegas. Do you know?”
Head snapping up in horror, Aimaru regarded the miko with a growl. “So you were just joy riding miko?” he only called her miko when he was genuinely pissed at her. And boy was Aimaru pissed, horrified, and appalled. He wanted to throttle the little onna.
The woman ran more lights than he could count on his fingers and toes, wore the rubber off his tires, nearly side swiped a semi-truck, popped wheelies that would put a stunt driver to shame all the while making him see his life flash before his eyes; and out of all that driving she didn’t know where the fuck she was going?
Kagome scowled curiously then looked over at Sesshoumaru who was dozing slightly. “I think Aimaru fainted.”
“Really?” Sesshoumaru turned in his seat and looked at his brother sprawled out across the seats. “Look at that.” He reached back to slap at his brother’s face, hard.
After the tenth hard, jaw breaking slap to the face Aimaru came to and snarled at his brother. “I hate you.” He pointed at his brother with a glowing claw. “In fact I despise you both.”
Kagome giggled and rested her chin on her arm on the back of the seat. “Aww but we love you. Don’t we Sesshy-kun?”
“Hn.”
“Whatever. I’m done with this. To hell with both of you.” Aimaru muttered as he moved to get out of the car until Kagome reached out to put a gentle hand on his shoulder. He wanted to glare at her but she was working him over with her ‘break down’ tears. And he was a sucker for her ‘break down’ tears.
“Please. I need you. All my friends are out of town and so is my family and you the closest I have to family and a friend. We need at least one person to witness our happy moment.” She was laying it on thick wasn’t she? “Please onii-san.” Okay, he got to hand it to her, woman definitely knew how to pull a few heart strings.
He wanted to her no, but he wasn’t that callous. Though he wanted to be for the sake of his life, but still, he couldn’t do it to his little sister figure even if she wasn’t in her right frame of mind.“Okay fine.” He started and the miko’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. “Just give me the keys…”
The light turned green and Kagome turned in her seat then grinned wickedly. “Green light.” She footed the gas and took off down the street; her fiancé was beside her chuckling along with her and Aimaru in the back seat trying not to scream like a little girl. Of her failed miserably.

Kagome shook her head in disbelief as she watched Aimaru shake his leg in a nervous twitch. There was no way that she was that bad. Her running 20 stop lights and popping wheelies? No, she couldn’t be. “I was hardly that wild behind the wheel Aimaru. I give you a few red lights. But you made it sound like I was riding like the Dukes of Hazard all last night.”
“Sad thing is…that comparison is not too far off precious.”
Kagome snorted, completely doubtful.
Oh, so she thinks to doubt his word now? HE may not provide visual evidence but he know what would. He looked down at his watch. Ah, it’s right about time for it to start showing. “Hand me that remote precious.”
Confused, Kagome handed him the remote then he turned on the large flat screen and flipped it to the local news. And sure enough, there was his precious car making the most illegal U-turn in history against oncoming traffic. Thank god he tinted those windows darker than legally acceptable or else the police would be at the door right about now.
He flipped the channels and sure enough, his little miko have made national news. With a smug sneer he looked back to the Kagome to find her an unhealthy shade of white. She even winced when she watched the car pop a wheelie cutting a sharp corner. Scared blue eyes looked in is direction asking a silent question.
“Don’t worry precious. I reported the car stolen and had someone stage it stolen and stripped in a junk yard.” Though it ate him up on the inside to sacrifice his precious car to avoid possible jail time.
“B-but…how on earth did we manage to escape a helicopter and the police squad?”
“I couldn’t really tell you, but you managed precious. I guess I should be thankful Inu Yasha talked you into watching Too Fast Too Furious hm?” Aimaru questioned with the raise of his brow.
“Heh-heh.” She laughed weakly as their room phone suddenly rang.
“Heh-heh.” Aimaru mocked crudely with snort.
Kagome turned to watch her husband answer the phone gruffly. He closed his eyes tightly as if warding off a headache and suddenly pushed the phone into her hand she took it and answered the phone warily. “Hello?”
“It’s about time yo’ skinny ass woke up!” A loud raspy voice yelled through the receiver. Kagome had to yank the phone away from her head. She was still suffering a hangover and didn’t need permanent brain damage. She looked up in time to see Aimaru pale visibly.
Interesting.
“Girl did you see the news? Some whack job decided to tear the streets up last night.” Is this a man or a woman, she couldn’t tell. She looked to Aimaru confused and mouthed silently, ‘Who is this??’
Aimaru shook his head and looked away. Liar. He knew.
“Hello? Hello? I’m sorry boo am I calling too early for you?” She heard the stranger ask gently.
“No. No. It’s just that…” She looked over at Sesshoumaru who was still watching the news silently. She could be imagining things, but the man looked close to fainting from shock. Those turns were pretty dangerous when you look at it. It’s a wonder they have flipped over yet. “Who are you?” she asked meekly.
There was dead silence on the other end of the phone then a bark of laughter. “Girl, stop playin’. You know who this is.”
With a shake of her head Kagome switched the phone to her other ear. “No, I really don’t.”
“Oh.” The voice said disheartened. “Well it’s Jabora. You know the one who practically helped you plan most of your wedding and was your maid of honor.”
Oh so it’s a woman then? “Oh of course, how could I forget, how are you?” Kagome asked feigning familiarity. Obviously she made close friends with the woman and has even made her the maid of honor so…yeah.
“I’m doing absolutely fabulous girl. Thank your husband for us for booking us a suite here. We had a ball. Did you enjoy your honeymoon? Cough it up; I want all the juicy, nasty dirty details.”
“No bitch, WE want the juicy, nasty, dirty details.” Kagome could here a couple of voices protest in the background. Interesting bunch.
She could hear the audible smack of Jabora’s lips. “Okay. Well we definitely can’t share the smut over the phone so we’ll be right up…”
“NO!!” Aimaru protested loudly suddenly frantic.
Confused, Kagome scowled at the man in front of her who suddenly looked like he had a serious case of a hernia. That was just how pained his face looked. “Wha…?”
“Is that my baby daddy? Aimaru! Hey boo!” Kagome watched fascinated as the man shuddered in horror visibly at the sound of the voice screaming through the phone.
She smirked wickedly. To think he was sitting there all smug a few moments ago. It looks like she found the man’s Achilles heel. “Come on up. And bring your friends.” She had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing at the hilarity of his expression. The man looked like she just summoned the boogie man.
It wasn’t to torture him, at least not by much, but she could use a second view point on what happened yesterday. Even at the expense of Aimaru discomfort.
“Kagome for all that is holy,” Aimaru started as he got to his knees in front of the miko. “Don’t let that…that…”
“Knock Knock…Open up darling the Bitch Squad arrived.” The voice sang through the door along with a knock. They wasted no time getting up here now did they?
“Coming…” She pried the pleading demon’s hand off her hips and moved to the door to open it. From the way the man was acting she almost felt bad. Almost. It was HIS club they got drunk at after all, so the guilt wasn’t really there.
As she neared the door and opened it, Kagome found what she least expected. Honestly she really didn’t know what to expect, but THIS...?!
These were men standing at her door. No…three demon men and one human female. The leader of the group and the one no doubly named Jabora was one of the flamboyant dressed males, decked out in leather pants, a black see though top with a black leather jacket with zebra print fur lining the collar. He also had long black waist length hair and silver eyes that rivaled Aimaru’s. The man was beyond gorgeous and can be mistaken for a woman…from afar.
The man-woman looked Kagome up and down before he gave her a hug and kiss on each cheek. “Hey boo. Aint you a sight for sore eyes.” He looked around the lavish suite. Eyes like a predator. “Where my husband at?” he spotted him sitting in a chair ready to kill over in fear as he clung to Ronda for dear life. “There you are boo…uh excuse you.” Jabora aimed the last words to Ronda sitting in the Aimaru’s lap.
Kagome could see Aimaru digging his claws in the woman body to make her stay in place but Ronda only smirked and pried his hands off her body and swiftly vacated the demon’s lap. Unconcerned for his reluctantly behavior Jabora plopped down in his lap. “So,” he wiggled around a bit to get comfortable, Aimaru smiled maniacally. “What did we miss?”
“Well Aimaru was going over what happened yesterday because for the life of me I just can’t seem to recall a single thing. I was a tad drunk…” Kagome enlightened Jabora as she took a seat next to Sesshoumaru who was eyeing their guest curiously. He’s seen gays before, but she guess he just never actually associated with one.
Jabora nodded in understanding then looked to the male whose lap he was occupying. “So what happened boo?”
Aimaru visibly grimaced then glared at Ronda who simply smirked. “Well…” he paused when Jabora reached to pull his arms around his little frame boldly. “After the wild police chase….”he started weakly.
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