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Bizarre Love Triangle	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16658 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, nor do I own the characters from the series. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 7
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Eight: Narratophilia
As Kagome lay squished between Inuyasha and Kikyo on the dining room table, she tried to objectively pick one of them. It was sort of difficult when Inuyasha was sucking on her neck, whispering against her skin how good he’d fuck her every day and every night for the rest of her life. Meanwhile, Kikyo was bringing her face to her breast, gentle fingers in her hair massaging her scalp in sensual circles. She figured she could multi-task.
Kikyo’s Pros:
Employed
Kind
Smart
Understanding
Amazing lover
Love
Kikyo’s Cons:
Occasionally violent
Controlling
Jealous
Moving to Spain
Inuyasha’s Pros:
Hot
Good in bed
Many possibilities to be explored
Staying in the country
Inuyasha’s Cons:
Unemployed
Mean
Controlling
Jealous
Dumb
Anyway she looked at it, Kikyo won. Or maybe they both lost? But no matter how hard she tried (admittedly, not very much since Inuyasha was lapping between her legs and Kikyo was kissing her), she just could not envision a life in Spain with Kikyo. Even when she screwed her eyes shut and cleared her brain as much as she could, all that came to mind was blankness. Life with Inuyasha, however? She could see it clearly. Him cooking, her studying, getting to really know each other, building a solid friendship and then a solid relationship, laughing and living and dreaming together. There would be fights. Possibly daily fights. But while the both of their tempers burned hot, they didn’t hold grudges. Kikyo did. Should she add that to the cons? But oh, she couldn’t even remember the list anymore, not when they touched her that way.
“Why?” she whimpered, opening her eyes. No matter how much it stung, she was determined not to let the tears fall. “Why can’t we just all be together and love each other?”
Looking pained, Kikyo kissed her chastely. “Because I’m in love with you, only you. I’d do anything for real love, Kagome.”
Inuyasha switched from tongue to fingers, resting his face on her thigh, not meeting her eyes. “You’re mine, Kagome. Inside and out. Even if you leave, you won’t escape. Every time she touches you, you’ll think of me. You’ll be wishing it was me.”
His wife glared at him, face twisting into something ugly. “Once again, you’re overestimating your skills.”
He tensed and withdrew his fingers from her, making Kagome squirm and wish she had never opened her mouth.
“You treat her like a pet,” he hissed venomously, eyes narrowing. “You just want to pack her up and take her along with you like a tiny dog in a fucking purse.”
“You’re worse than what you’re accusing me of being. You’d ruin her life just like you ruined mine, and one year down the road Kagome will be dead inside, the only thing keeping her going how much she hates breathing the same air as you, sharing her space, her body. You destroy everything you touch!”
“Stop it!” Kagome shouted. Sliding off the table, she hunted for her clothes, finally finding her skirt and pulling it up with shaking hands. Her shirt was ruined, torn and not worth saving. “I’ve had it with the both of you. Y-you’re just using me to hurt each other.”
Putting a hand on her shoulder, Kikyo seemed to be exactly as professional as she was when in front of a classroom, the only difference being that she wasn’t wearing clothes. “You want to stop this? Then choose. Who will it be?”
Inuyasha stood with crossed arms, glaring at his feet.
Desperately, Kagome tried to think of a way to make all of them happy. There just wasn’t one.
“I— I want to be with both of you,” she admitted in a small voice. Inuyasha’s ears perked in her direction though he still did not look at her. Kikyo, meanwhile, grew even paler. “But I don’t know if I’m ready for anything more than we have now. Everything started off so strange and I don’t want to be in a relationship that’s built only on sex, even if the sex is as great as what we have. I would have to get to know both of you if I’m to ever choose.” Once the words had come out, forced through her reluctant lips, they just tumbled one after the other. Kagome realized she meant every word.
“So I’ll take you out on a date,” Inuyasha said after a short silence. “And then she will. We’ll keep going until you feel like you can make a decision you can stick to.”
Kikyo nodded. “I’ll agree on the condition that we all stop being intimate. It will be like we’re starting over and we can focus on the important things.”
It sounded like a good idea, but Kagome was still unsure. The two of them seemed somewhat satisfied, but something inside her felt it was lacking. What had she wanted? Them to fight over her? Guiltily, she realized that she had expected them to really try and win her over more than they had. Agreeing so suddenly to something just seemed too easy at this point.
“The date starts now!” Inuyasha shouted like he had just called shotgun. Grabbing her wrist, he tugged her towards the door.
“I must reiterate. To make things fair,” Kikyo said in a tight voice, making him stop in his tracks, “there won’t be any sexual interaction of any sort. We shouldn’t try and sway Kagome with our bodies but with our souls.”
Inuyasha growled at her and left the house, pulling Kagome along into the bitingly cold air.
“Inuyasha!” Kagome hissed when he stubbornly insisted on yanking her to the car on the driveway even when she attempted to stop. “Inuyasha, wait. INUYASHA!”
“Fuck, bitch, what!?”
Kagome slipped out of his grip and crossed her arms over her naked chest. “It’s after ten. It’s cold. I don’t have a shirt. I don’t think we can go on any kind of proper ‘first date’ like this.”
Just now realizing her state, he had the good grace to look a little sheepish, his cheekbones coloring slightly. Shrugging out of his red flannel shirt until he was just wearing a plain white tee, he handed it to her before remembering they were on a date and grabbing it out of her hands, placing it over her shoulders. Kagome giggled at his attempt at chivalry and buttoned the shirt herself, a thrill going through her at the sensation of wearing his still-warm clothes. Taking a deep breath, she inhaled his scent that clung to the collar and placed her hand in his.
“Where are we going?” she asked once they were in the car.
“…Uh, I didn’t really think of that yet.”
Kagome rolled her eyes and tried not to smile. “I guess we can just take a walk on the beach. As long as we’re together.”
Inuyasha seemed to hesitate a little before starting the car. “No. I know where to take you now.”
They drove for over an hour. Unlike that first drive she’d taken with Kikyo, instead of the monotone of NPR murmuring through the speakers, Inuyasha chose instrumental music, both contemporary and classical. It surprised her. She’d taken him for a more metal kind of guy. At least grunge or thrash or something. But the music he chose seemed to speak to her and she closed her eyes, seeing Inuyasha sitting on a grassy hill overlooking an ocean, facing the sunset. Alone. He shouldn’t be alone, she thought to herself.
His hand brushed against her thigh. “We’re here.”
Kagome jumped in her seat, realizing she’d been dozing. Yawning, she looked around her. The parking lot was crowded despite the late hour and the building not being any kind of nightclub. The restaurant, WEST: BANQUETS. LIBATIONS, was a place she’d heard of before, a trendy and almost too expensive chain that was popping up all over, frequented by young people with old money and deep in debt hipsters alike. All in all, just being in the parking lot filled her with anxiety and she looked down at her battered sneakers, ripped stockings, too short skirt, and borrowed flannel shirt. The only good thing about her ensemble was that the top was loose enough so that her lack of a bra wouldn’t be immediately obvious.
Stopping her hands from self-consciously fixing her hair, Inuyasha eyed her with some sort of emotion she could not decipher.
“Don’t do that, Kagome. Just…don’t.”
His words, though few and plain, made her blush, and she barely realized when he led her into the restaurant, boldly bypassing the groups of people waiting to be seated. Seeming to know the place well, he deftly dodged talking couples and busy servers and brought them to a tiny table for two in the back she would have overlooked had she been alone.
“Did you have a reservation?” she asked, not bothering to raise her voice over the noise of the crowd since she knew he’d hear her anyway.
“Nah, this table’s always kept free for me.”
Confused, Kagome sat down across from him. “Do you come here a lot with Kikyo?”
Inuyasha shook his head. “She doesn’t like to go out.”
Remembering her time at the restaurant Kikyo owned, Kagome wondered just how much she didn’t know about the people she was in a relationship with. It seemed they didn’t know a lot about each other either, which was some consolation as well as terribly frightening. While she didn’t believe one could ever thoroughly know another human being, she liked to think she’d gotten to know them both pretty darn well during her two months with them. To her surprise, Inuyasha reached out and touched his fingertips to her own, both their hands resting on the table, the contact interrupting her thoughts and making her forget she had even been thinking at all. Only he had ever made that happen to her. Everything in her tensed as she waited for him to grasp her hand, but he never did. He never even looked in her direction, face turned to the side and showing off his handsome profile, acting like he didn’t even notice they were touching. Despite his apparent indifference, something in his expression called to her, and Kagome couldn’t be angry or offended. Biting her lip, hesitant but emboldened by his vulnerability, she slowly turned his palm over and placed her hand inside his, trying to transmit her feelings through touch.
“Ohmygawd, Inuyasha!” a high-pitched voice squealed. Kagome’s hand was quickly shoved away as Inuyasha was tackled by a petite girl with her hair in a short ponytail. “You never come here! We’re sososo lucky we’re all working tonight!”
Face burning in humiliation at how her “boyfriend” was indulgingly patting the back of the young woman in his lap, Kagome kicked him underneath the table, feeling just a sliver of satisfaction at how he immediately cringed away from the anonymous girl and looked back at her.
“Uh, I guess Kagome wants strawberry lemonade,” he said, nodding at her. “And I’ll have a beer. You know what kind.”
The girl jumped to attention and brought out a small notepad seemingly from nowhere, scribbling furiously. “And are you okay to order now or should I come back later?”
Kagome glared at the oblivious girl’s ponytail. “We haven’t even seen a menu, sooo…”
The waitress looked at her for the first time, from her shoes to the top of her head. “Oh. You’re not Kikyo.”
“Kagome’s my girlfriend,” Inuyasha said, seemingly with great effort.
“Oh,” she repeated again, eyes going wide. She attempted to cover up her surprise with an insincere smile. “Well, we don’t have menus here. Tonight’s banquet starts you off with a lobster frittata appetizer heaped with caviar…”
The girl went on and on, animatedly describing the food down to its minutest detail. None of it sounded at all appetizing to Kagome. Bored, she shuffled her feet and wished she was wearing a watch. Finally, after a few more minutes of warm small talk between the waitress and Inuyasha, they were alone again, a dark cloud of silence seeming to hang over their table, muting the noise from the rest of the restaurant.
“Would that be a common occurrence if I chose to stay with you?” Kagome asked bitterly. Part of her knew she was blowing things out of proportion, but for reasons unknown to her she just felt so incredibly hurt by his familiarity with a woman that was neither her nor Kikyo.
He shrugged. “Probably. I come here sometimes to eat when I don’t feel like cooking and don’t have anything better to do.”
Kagome kicked his shin underneath the table. “I meant running into other women!” she hissed.
Inuyasha stared at her blankly for a heartbeat and a half before bursting into laughter. “Holy shit, Rin!? Are you serious? She’s practically family!”
“Exactly how close are you?” Jealousy still tickled her insides.
He leaned back in his chair. “She’s my brother’s girlfriend. He owns this restaurant. The asshole’s in his office; I’ll introduce you later.”
“Inuyasha!” a husky yet feminine voice greeted. “I thought Rin was just telling me a story, but here you are in the flesh.”
The way she said “flesh” had Kagome grinding her teeth.
“Hey, Kagura,” Inuyasha responded obliviously. “Can you rush our food? We didn’t get a chance to eat earlier.”
Nodding at the dismissal, she turned to leave, but then her eyes caught on Kagome. “You’re not Kikyo.” Her tone made Kagome feel like an incontinent dog sitting on the good furniture.
“That’s Kagome. She’s my girlfriend.”
Her brows arched so high they disappeared beneath her bangs and she left without a word, leaving them alone once again.
“Who was that?” Kagome wasn’t exactly jealous this time, just annoyed.
“My brother’s wife.”
She started to nod before she processed exactly what he’d said. “Wait— But that other girl… She, uh, what?”
Inuyasha leaned back in his chair, his eyes studying her, making her blush. “Sesshomaru met Kagura in college,” he said after a short pause. “She was more into him than he was into her. Everyone could see it. I guess he felt sorry for her or whatever, ‘cause they got married. He met Rin like a month after the honeymoon. She was still in high school at the time, sick bastard, but she’d come in here every day and order nothing but a water just to get a chance to see him. It didn’t take long before they were together and he moved her in as soon as she was legal.”
“Um, how exactly does that work?” Kagome asked, wondering if their situation was at all similar to her own or if Sesshomaru simply had two women who were intimate with him alone.
He sighed and shook his head, ears twitching. “I don’t wanna fuckin’ know.”
Fiddling with her silverware, she averted her eyes from his intense stare. “Would you prefer it if you had Kikyo and me all to yourself without her and I being with each other?”
“One woman’s more than I can handle. Having two has been a fuckin’ nightmare,” he said with a roll of his eyes, something that sounded like hatred coloring his tone.
Several responses ran through her head, her face flushing in a mixture of embarrassment and anger with each one. Do you even like me? Do you want me to leave? Do you wish I’d never showed up in your life? On and on in just a few seconds. Feeling a bout of angry tears coming on, she stood, her chair screeching loudly across the wood floor, and stumbled through the crowd until she finally found the restroom.
Glad to see she was alone, Kagome splashed some water on her face, avoiding looking at herself. Ever since she was little, when she cared about something or someone, she tended to get emotional at the slightest upset. It almost hurt her to love. The newer and stronger it was, the worse she got. Sometimes even when nothing had happened and she was only thinking about the subject, she would cry, overwhelmed by her emotions. The objects of her affection that she’d loved to distraction had been, in order, her bunny Grace (some neighborhood boy bashed her head in with a rock. Ten years later he was arrested for attempted murder), her childhood friend Kōga (she’d loved him in secret for five solid years and when she found out he felt the same way she suddenly wasn’t interested, though she gave him the parting gift of her virginity), her high school sweetheart Hojo (he’d been her main squeeze for a while though she always knew it wouldn’t last). And now Inuyasha. Did that mean she loved him, just like the others? At first she rejected it, but only because the others she’d loved had all ended terribly. She wasn’t sure how she felt about Inuyasha, but she knew it was different and real and strong and she didn’t ever want it to stop.
“I knew you weren’t taking a piss.”
Kagome tried to turn around but Inuyasha was too quick. His arms tightened around her not in a loving way that made her feel secure, but in a way that made her feel trapped. Shocked, she stared at their reflection and met his eyes in the mirror. Slowly, his grip loosened and he leaned his head on her shoulder.
“Why’d you go, Kagome?”
“…I don’t like the way you talk sometimes,” she said pathetically.
His brow furrowed and she wanted to kiss it. “Tell me, then. Don’t run away. I don’t ever want you to run from me. I hate that.”
Their kiss was unstoppable and magnetic. Guiltily, her mind flashed to Kikyo. It was only a kiss, not sex. But something about it still felt like they had broken some rules. Like they either had to stop touching completely or risk ending up naked together. Her fears were confirmed when he began to rub against her bottom, slow circles he tried to distract from by heating up the kiss. Almost as if he could sense she was about to pull away, Inuyasha bent her over the sink, lifted up her skirt, and quickly found her clit, giving it a little pinch before circling it, his growing denim-covered erection rubbing against her ass.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she breathed, overcome by the suddenness of the pleasure she was experiencing.
Inuyasha leaned over her, making sure to keep a tight hold on her in case she struggled, an idea she was flirting with. “We’re on a date, Kagome. This is what I do on dates.”
“But this is cheating! Kikyo—”
“Kikyo doesn’t exist when you’re with me,” he growled. And then he kissed her and his words came true.
The kiss went on so long and was so intimate and hot that she became lightheaded and wondered if she was going to swoon like some ridiculous woman from the age of corsets. But then he released her and she took big, gasping breaths of air, tears coming to her eyes. It was too much. It was all too much. He was driving her crazy. Even as she thought such things, she let him bend her over again, even held herself open for him, posing like they were in a naughty video. It was worth her heated face, however, when she heard him suck in a surprised breath. Inuyasha chuckled and slapped her ass.
“If this was really our first date and we didn’t know each other so well,” he said in a low voice as he eased into her, “we’d be sitting at the table and I’d be fantasizing about doing this.”
“Tell me more,” she whispered, backing into him.
Inuyasha’s hand went to her hair. He twirled it around his fist and drew her up until she was standing. His fangs were sharp against her ear and she shivered. He paused inside her and she wanted to scream in frustration, but all she could manage was a whimper.
“I’d be touching you the whole night, even if it’s just our hands,” he whispered before thrusting once and then stopping again. “Smiling and being a gentleman even though all I can think about is you tasting your own pussy as you suck my cock.” He thrust and stopped again, bringing a hand to her clothed breast and cupping it. “Even if we’d never spoken before tonight, after an hour I’d have you on your back coming over and over until you’re fuckin’ blind and you can only say my name.”
Kagome whined, wanting more of him harder and faster. When he stopped completely and didn’t say anything, she opened her eyes and looked at the two of them in the mirror, at what an erotic picture they made.
“I’d act like a good girl,” she whispered, her voice husky. “I’d act like a good girl but the minute I saw you tonight I would have soaked my panties.”
Inuyasha began to fuck her again, her words spurring him on, and he murmured encouragement and kissed the side of her neck.
Biting her lip, she said, voice shaky, “At some point, just sitting at the same table with you would be too much for me to bear and I’d take your hand and slip it under my dress.” His hand went under her skirt and he found her clit again. “I’d show you how I like to be touched and let you finger me in the middle of the restaurant. And then—” She interrupted herself with a cry when Inuyasha brushed against a particularly good spot inside her. “And then I’d suck myself off your fingers. I don’t care who’s watching, you make me so crazy I’d do anything.”
“Would you suck my cock right there in the restaurant? Like some kind of slut?”
“Mmmhmmm,” she moaned, writhing against him.
His voice got a little deeper. “Strip and lay on the hood of my car so I can eat you out in the parking lot, right there in public?”
“Yeahhh…” She was so, so close.
“Come home with me and get fucked so hard you leave an imprint in the mattress?”
“Yes!” she shrieked.
Inuyasha released her hair and Kagome fell to the sink, attempting to thrust backward as he thrust forward. Every movement had her crying out in ecstasy. Desperate to center herself, she reached out and grabbed the first thing she touched, which just so happened to be the faucet. The automatic sensor was triggered and water poured down on her, splashing her shirt and shocking her breasts with cold. Kagome gave a small scream and came hard, surprising the both of them. Before her orgasm was finished, Inuyasha pulled out of her.
Deaf to her whining protests, he patiently turned her around, restraint in his every movement, and lifted her so she was sitting on the counter. Entering her again, he soon was wilder than before, even ripping open her shirt (his shirt, really) to suck the drops of water from her breasts. Caught up in his passion, Kagome wordlessly encouraged him, moaning and arching her back so he could take more of her in. her hands found his ears almost by accident and she began to stroke them, at first sensually and then fondly. In just a second, he went completely still and swelled inside her before spilling his seed. She felt his knees begin to buckle and tried to hold him up, but he righted himself quickly. For a while, they were just there, his head pillowed against her breasts as she ran the pads of her fingers along his ears.
“Let me clean you up,” he said, breaking the silence.
No words were exchanged after that, and it was okay. Everything was okay. Even though she’d broken her promise to Kikyo about keeping chaste, nothing could stop the growing cloud of cotton candy joy inside her heart. When they were both clean, she started towards the door, interrupting herself when she realized half the buttons on the shirt she was wearing were gone, broken and scattered across the room. Kagome didn’t exactly feel like scrounging around a bathroom floor, no matter how upscale the establishment they were currently inside was, so she contented herself with holding the sides of her shirt closed. Glancing at Inuyasha out of the corner of her eye, she blushed when she realized he was holding out his hand, waiting for her to hold it. She did so, biting her lip to hold in a smile, and they left the bathroom, only to run straight into a man in a suit with a coldly furious look on his face.
The man stared at the wet front of Kagome’s shirt, then at Inuyasha’s face, then at their linked hands.
“I do hope you were finished with your dinner because I am kicking you out. You know my office is just next door, so don’t try and say you did not mean to disturb me.”
Kagome could feel her face burning.
“Fuck off, Sesshomaru,” Inuyasha said dismissively, his thumb caressing her hand.
“Sesshomaru?” she whispered in horror. “Your brother!?” she hissed at Inuyasha.
The man she now knew to be not just her kind-of-sort-of boyfriend’s brother but also a wealthy entrepreneur barely glanced at her.
“…That’s not Kikyo.”
Rin scurried over, hands full with two large plastic bags. “Um, I noticed you two were busy, so I thought you might have changed your minds and wanted your food to go…?”
Inuyasha released Kagome’s hand to grab the bags and she felt like an island. A red, mortified, island.
“Great!” he said. “Just add this to my tab. I, uh, forgot my wallet.”
They practically ran to the car. Kagome’s embarrassment had since turned to anger and she sat there steaming, waiting for Inuyasha to hurry up and drive. He was buckling the bags of food in separate seats as if they were precious children. When they were finally on the road and had been driving for a solid fifteen minutes, she realized he probably wasn’t going to apologize to her. Did he even know that he had hurt her again?
“Why would you do that?” she said, throat suddenly tight and sore. “Why would you do something like that when you knew we were right next to his office?”
He shrugged, not taking his eyes off the road. “I just had to have you. You had to have me, too. And who the fuck puts their office right next to a bathroom? Fuckin’ freak.”
Kagome gave up trying to communicate with him after that.
When they got home, the first thing she did was grab one of the bags, because even though she was mad as hell she hadn’t lost her appetite. Too tired to reheat it, she just went to the second guest room on the first floor, far away from the people who were driving her crazy. She ate angrily, stuffing the cold food in her mouth without stopping, grudgingly acknowledging it was probably the best food she’d ever tasted even though the employees and owner were dicks. When she was completely stuffed, she lay down on the bed, inhaling the fragrant fabric softener that somehow relaxed her.
A soft tap on the door undid the fabric softener’s work. “Kagome?”
Her body lessened its tension by half. It was Kikyo.
“Come in.”
Kikyo had obviously gone somewhere after she and Inuyasha had left. She was dressed in a pretty beaded silver and mint sheath dress that Kagome knew she’d try on herself in secret as soon as she could.
“I went out for dinner with a friend after you left. This house is lonely and oppressive without you in it. Could you unzip me?”
Kagome obeyed. Each section of skin the zipper revealed had her longing to touch and kiss it, especially when she saw that Kikyo wasn’t wearing a bra or any kind of underwear. Turning around, Kikyo let the dress fall to the floor and stood there proudly naked, nipples hardening beautifully and drawing her like a magnet.
“B-but Kikyo, what about—” Kagome stuttered. At the moment, there was nothing she wanted more than to make love to Kikyo and fall asleep next to her, but a part of her was afraid some evidence of Inuyasha would be visible on or in her body.
Kikyo looked upset for a moment, but then her face cleared and softened. “You’re right. I’m sorry. It’s not like me to break my own rules.”
“We can still kiss!” she said, wanting to reassure her of her love and desire.
The professor smiled and it was sad. “I just know that if we gave in and did something like that, we’d end up in bed together. It’s going to be a struggle, but if we stick to it, it will certainly pay off in the end. Plus, it wouldn’t be fair to Inuyasha.”
Kagome nodded guiltily, averting her eyes lest the other woman see the truth in them. “Good night, Kikyo. I’ll miss having you next to me.”
“Good night, Kagome. I love you.” A smile could be heard in her voice.
“Love you.”
Kikyo left. Kagome wanted to scream into the pillow, but restrained the juvenile urge. Gods, Kikyo was so perfect! Completely and entirely perfect! Every day she didn’t think she could love and admire her more, Kikyo proved her wrong. It was almost irritating. Kagome just gave in to her every desire without thought. Just like a certain half-demon she knew. The thought of them being alike in that way made her angry. One hundred points for Kikyo and negative sixty-nine points for her and Inuyasha.
Another knock on the door interrupted her inner tirade. Thinking Kikyo had forgotten something, she said, “Come in!”
“Hey,” Inuyasha said, voice quiet. “You ate?”
“Yeah.” Her tone made it clear she did not want to speak to him and the only reason why she wasn’t actively fighting with him was because she was too tired. Well, it was clear to her.
“I can bunk on the couch tonight if you want the big bed,” he said, almost shyly. “This room gets really cold and the mattress isn’t as good.”
“Thanks.” She was suspicious. Was he going to ask for something in return?
His eyes turned devilish and then he bent down and kissed her so passionately she could barely breathe, still gasping when he abruptly ended the contact and left the room.
Feeling lightheaded, she lay down on the bed, childishly feeling like hiding her face in the pillow. Inuyasha may be shiftless and lazy, but at least he had a good family. Sesshomaru was successful and maybe one day if Inuyasha stopped being a pest he could get a job at the restaurant, something to keep him active and involved. It was then that it fully hit her: on their “first date”, Inuyasha had taken her to meet his family. He had introduced her as his girlfriend. His official girlfriend.
The realization made her so happy she couldn’t think about anything else, let alone sleep properly. The rest of the night was spent in and out of vague dreams of Inuyasha’s voice, hands, and love.
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