Crossover Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Fantasy's Willful Heart ❯ Spying On Brutal Love ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Cursed Writer:…. … …

Inuyasha: Why don't you say something?

Cursed Writer: Hm?...Oh, I was thinking.

Hiei: That's a first

Cursed writer: Shut up.

Sessomaru: What are you thinking about?

Cursed Writer: Stuff.

Warnings: Well, while you're actually being quiet for once, I'll warn everybody

Kurama: There's really nothing to say except-

Warnings: NO! NO! NOOOO!

Everyone: (jumps and stares at Warnings) What the Fuck?!

Warnings: Every time I come on here, you guys steal my job. But I get to say it this time!

Cursed Writer: Um…OK.

Vickie: He's crazy. Right Kelson?

Kelson: I can't believe you're putting me in ANOTHER story of yours, Cursed Writer.

Cursed Writer: (Winks at Kelson) you know I love you!

Kelson:Um…No.

Cursed Writer: Meanie

Sasuke: I really don't get you guys

Vickie: No, but I'm gonna get you (Chases after Sasuke)

Kelson: I'm not that mean, I just said no.

Disclaimer: Enough! Inuyasha, Yu-Yu Hakusho, and many other anime characters from actual companies don't belong to her. This part of the story contains violence, bad language, `domestic' cruelty' -bondage and rape-some part of a romance book and that's it!

Cursed Writer: Touchy. Well, if you guys read, maybe the Disclaimer will remove the stick from his ass!

Disclaimer: WHAT?!?

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Fantasy's Willful Heart

Chapter Three:

Spying On Brutal Love

“Hmm!...Oh!...Oh, Koga!”

Kagome moans and then screams; her sticky wet body going taut and shaky as she rides her second orgasm. She's been very tense lately, but was more than happy to let the awful worries of Inuyasha and his blasted sister go. She waits in pure boredom as Koga howls his own orgasm a few moments after her, sperm traveling so hot and fast that it splashes out around his dick.

It made Kagome VERY glad that she was secretly taking pregnancy pills for all of this…activity.

“God, Kagome,” Koga groans, then flinches slightly as Kagome harshly pushes him off, “Hey,” he growls, “take it easy!”

She ignores him; a gentle night breeze swaying the tree limbs and sending chilling shudders all throughout her shiny body. Sex with Koga was good, but she knew that sex with Inuyasha would nearly be enough to wean her off other men.

Nearly.

Yet no matter how long she waited, Inuyasha just wouldn't make a move on her and Kagome was becoming impatient. ~I knowI'm beautiful enough~ she thought with an angry flick of her hands through her matted, “Koga-pulled” hair, ~ and surely I'm tempting enough! So what's taking him so damn long to fuck me already?!~

“Hey, Kagome,” Koga unknowingly interrupts her thoughts, “We've got to talk.”

“About what,” Kagome asks, still wandering away from him to the inviting hot spring. It was one of the few that she knew about in these tiny, demon-filled meadows and Kagome learned long ago not to let any opportunity to get into one slip by.

“This is our fifth time “trying-things-out” in the meadows,” Koga begins, turning a little red, “I seriously think it's time to end this now.”

Kagome blushes out of irritation ~here we go again~ she thought grimly, trying to come up with another excuse while appearing to calmly dunk in and out of the spring.

“I want you to be mine now,” Koga says bluntly, watching for a reaction with a determined frown, “I want you to be my mate.”

Kagome tries to look innocently flustered as she comes out of the water towards him, “you know there is nothing else in the world I dream of doing, Koga,” she flatters him with her lie, “but the problem is that I'm the one who broke the Shikon Jewel in the first place.”

“So?”

“So I have to make it right Koga.”

Koga nods in understanding, “OK,” he smiles at her arrogantly, “then I'll have to help you find them.”

“NO,” Kagome screams, then blushes as Koga grabs his ears and glares at her.

“What's gotten into you lately, Kagome,” he questions in annoyed sarcasm, “you're more abusive than usual.”

“I'm not abusive,” Kagome huffs, “I'm just having a bad day is all.”

“Yeah,” Koga agrees with her, “you have been pretty stressed out for a while now,” he frowns in concern, “maybe I really should be helping you find those broken pieces.”

“No, no,” Kagome recovers her `guilty-innocence' once again, “that wouldn't be good on the pack.”

Koga blinks in surprise, “Yeah you're right! I've completely forgotten about them.”

“See,” Kagome says with false worry, knowing from many days of practice in front the mirror and the reaction of many of her other suitors that she was very good at looking sick or worried, “now just listen to me. Inuyasha doesn't have a pack,” she explains with true enthusiasm, “he doesn't even have a clue!”

“I could have told you that,” Koga mutters with arms crossed.

“So he's more disposable,” Kagome continues as if she didn't hear him, her eyes wild with the plan forming in her head, “way more disposable than you.”

Koga grimaces as if in pain, “I don't know, Kagome. I REALLY don't like you with that dumb mutt. He's too stupid to realize that you belong with a man like me.”

~Yeah~ Kagome thought~maybe YOU are the one being stupid all along…Or perhaps it IS just Inuyasha! I wouldn't be here with you if he would just think fast enough to-~

“I think I am going to go with you,” Koga says, “you look sick, and that mutt wouldn't know how to take care of you even if you gave him instructions!”

“No Koga,” Kagome becomes firm for only a moment before becoming a seductress, “I'll keep traveling with Inuyasha,” she purrs.

“But he's stupid,” Koga whines.

“Then let him be stupid,” she responds, putting on her nightgown and pleased with the look of lust in the alpha wolf's eyes as she wraps her arms around his neck for a short, passionate kiss, “he is nothing. Don't worry about him.”

“OK,” He relents, holding her waist with a loving smile, “I trust you.”

Kagome almost pukes with guilt at now knowing she has his trust, but it was all in vain, “Yeah,” she sighs angrily, mad at herself for getting into this mess, “I gotta go.”

“Later Kagome!”

~Now~ Kagome smiles wickedly, her guilt and shame instantly forgotten ~to deal with the love of my life…Inuyasha…~

~Meanwhile~

“Nervous of me, Abby?”…

“Should I be?” she countered. She poured him a cup of black coffee and automatically add cream before she handed him the cup, “After all, you're the one who should be worrying. I seem to make a habit of throwing myself at you.”…

“And if you don't get off my ranch pretty quick, Abigail Shane, you may do it once too often,” he said flatly…

“I have utter trust in your remarkable self-control, Mr. McLaren”

Inuyasha skims through the rest of Diana Palmer's “Snow Kisses” with a frustrated growl and sits it to the side with a few other books to go searching hopelessly in Kagome's bag for answers that never truly satisfied him.

~What is love?~ he thought~ how do these people know that they're in love? All I see is confusion and weakness!...Am I suppose to control my feelings for Kikyo and just “say” I love Kagome?...Or should I leave Kagome and try to at least make things rightwith Kikyo?...But do I really love either of them?...Could I just be responding to them needing me?....Or is it me that needs them?~ His thoughts plagued him with emotions as restless as the strong little breeze speaking loudly like rapid water waves in the noisy moonless night trees. Not even the soothing music of crickets, hunting bats or even the mysterious night birds yet to be named by humans could comfort the half prince in his sorrow. He looks up at the black sky, wondering if his mother was watching. Did she have answers? Would she know if he was making the right move or not?

“This is annoying,” he growls, upset with himself for letting something like this bother him, “it's not like I have to make a decision right now.”

“INUYASHA!”

Inuyasha winces at the pain from the ringing in his ears, “I spoke too soon,” he mutters, quickly hiding the books and backpack into the hole in his tree and freezes.

A small, square shaped object fell out of the bag and onto his lap. He reads it:

Latex Ultra Thin Condom

“What the-”

“INUYASHA!!!”

Inuyasha vows to change his name as he continues to put the bag away and grabs the little papery square thing before it falls and reveals his special tree to Kagome. Leaping to another tree just as she comes into sight, he glares down angrily at her.

“INU-”

“WHAT!”

Kagome cringes before glaring up at Inuyasha, “You don't have to yell!”

Inuyasha sweatdrops, “This coming from you.”

“Inuyasha-”

“Wha-”

“Sit boy!”

BAM!!!

Inuyasha pulls his head from the dirt with a vigorous shake, his face turning red with rage, “What the hell you do that for?!”

“Why didn't you answer me Inuyasha,” Kagome pouts, purposely standing over Inuyasha in her white, slightly transparent nightgown, “I've been looking all over for you.”

“Yeah well next time, think to look up,” he growls, standing up.

“Inuyasha.”

“What?”

“Sit.”

“THRAWK!!!”

This time Inuyasha jumps up in full blind anger, “Why the fuck you keep doing that for Kagome?!!!!”

“Do you love me?”

Inuyasha stares at her, rage forgotten, “What?”

“I said do you love me?”

He looks away, a little blush coloring his cheeks, “I thought we've talked about this already.”

“And I believe you said that you love me.”

“Yeah.”

“Then why haven't we done it yet?”

Inuyasha just looks at Kagome, “What in hell are you talking about?”

“SEX,” she roars out in hardly concealed anger, “if you love me so much then why haven't we had sex yet,” she crosses her arms, looking like a spoiled child, “couples who are really serious about being together has had sex.”

“OK,” Inuyasha tries to please her, “tell me what this sex thing is and we'll start doing it.”

“……….Inuyasha.”

“Yeah?”

“Sit.”

BAM!

“Sit.”

BAM!

“Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! SIT! SIT!!”

BAM! THRAWK! BOOM! BAM! CRUSH! THRAWK! BAM!!!

Inuyasha trembles as he tries to stand, then falls back down, “Why…K-Kagome?”

“Because that is what you are doing to me, Inuyasha,” Kagome sneers, “if you really love me then you would have already had sex with me, but since you didn't…Sit.”

BAM!

“Kago-”

“Sit boy.”

BAM!

“How does it feel, Inuyasha,” she asks angrily, “you've been denying me all this time-sit.”

BAM!

“And then you're stupid enough to not even know what sex is,” Kagome clicks her tongue in disapproval, “looks like, as your future wife, I'm gonna have to jog your brain out.”

“Kagome,” Inuyasha coughs, his usually white hair slowly starting to turn black as the new moon fully takes effect, “please…s-stop.”

“Why should I? You've been such a rude and bad boy,” Kagome sighs, “and to think that I love you. But don't worry,” she smiles while bringing a bright red, dog shaped plant out of her bra, “I may not be good at math but romance is something I do know.”

Inuyasha struggles to get to his feet, making it to his knees when Kagome pushes him back against a tree and straddles his hips.

“I'll show you what sex is Inuyasha,” Kagome pants, feeling herself get wet for him even with all the scars and bruises dotting his body from her rage, “you'll understand soon enough. Now,” she presses the strange plant to his lips, “take this.”

“…”

“Inuyasha?”

“W-what…is…it,” Inuyasha forces himself to say, his jaw set in pain.

“The plant that will bring us together forever,” Kagome hums in his ear, planting little kisses on his cheeks and forehead with barely contained lust, “the plant that will let no one come between us,” she starts to undo the tie of his kimono, smiling menacingly at his look of confusion, “the plant that will finally make you mine.”

Inuyasha tries to understand what she meant by that, not even pretending to take the plant as Kagome continues to tug at his shirt. Suddenly nervous of her, he starts to struggle.

“No Inuyasha,” she reprimands, “sit”

BAM!

Inuyasha's head nearly goes through the tree, his vision going black for a moment before he regained some consciousness, “Ka-Kagome…stop.”

“No Inuyasha, I won't,” she says simply, grabbing some of the rotted roots of an old tree and using them like rope to tie him to the tree. Then an idea flits through her head.

She pulls out her bow and arrow.

“K-Kagome,” Inuyasha fights to keep consciousness and ignore the pain throbbing throughout his body, “what-what are you doing?”

“I'm sorry Inuyasha,” Kagome frowns at him, “but you're making me do this!”

She shoots him in his right shoulder.

“GAHHH!!!”

“Oh don't cry so loudly,” Kagome soothes, roughly pulling his shirt further apart to gaze longingly at his bare chest, “if only I didn't have to keep you tied up to touch you,” she sighs sadly, “it would make the sex better.”

“Kagome,” Inuyasha coughs, a trickle of blood gently pouring from the corner of his lips, “P-please…stop.”

“I tried to tell you Inuyasha,” Kagome talks, pulling down his hakama all the way to his knees to reveal his limp penis to the cool night air, “I dressed in sexy clothes,” she pulls off her white panties as she continues to speak in anger, “I cooked you aphrodisiacs, pretended to be interested in your crazy stories of wanting to become a full demon,” she pulls up her gown and straddles him while tugging fiercely at his cock, “ and I even allow you to use me to find some dumb jewel pieces that may not do you any good anyway!”

“AHH,” Inuyasha shouts in shock, his mind racing as fast as his labored breath with the challenge of staying awake, “Kagome…n-no-”

“Don't you tell me no,” Kagome slaps him hard, the handprint branding and burning his now sensitive human flesh, “don't you dare deny me of at least one pleasure from you!”

Inuyasha says nothing, gritting his teeth as he fought off the cold touching his half naked body, the pain from Kagome's rage and the confusion of hurt and pleasure as she jerks his cock until it hardens. The skin of his mighty staff turns a transparent pink from the contrast of hot and cold on Kagome's hands and the night air.

“There,” Kagome purrs, a contorting and monstrous sound in Inuyasha's slowly deadening senses, “it should be hard enough.”

“Kagome,” Inuyasha tries again to reason with the human girl, “please…S-stop…I-...I love you.”

“Oh I know you do Inuyasha,” Kagome adjusts herself, “and I'm gonna make sure you honor that too.”

And with that, she plunges onto his hard dick with her wet, clingy pussy.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“Oh yes,” Kagome moans, harshly bouncing up and down on Inuyasha's cock and completely ignoring his screams of surprised pain and slight pleasure, “that's it.”

Inuyasha groans with eyes shut tight, his penis in pain from the sudden grab and pinch of her body while his hips jerk slightly to meet each fevered bounce. He starts to struggle at his ties, giving up as Kagome slaps him once more and yells at him to accept her love for him. He waits in a sea of pain and confusion as Kagome rocks her hips even harder, the disgusting sound of flesh smacking flesh making him want to throw up and die.

Finally, at what felt like forever, Kagome cries out her orgasm.

The wet gush of her juices causing Inuyasha to finally throw up.

“Eww,” Kagome squeals, slapping him again, “that's disgusting Inuyasha!”

She gets up, not bothering to untie him or dress him back up, leaving his angry red hard penis to die down on its own as she grabs her discarded panties and the red plant, “I'm going back to the campsite,” she says cheerily, forcing the plant into his mouth and smiling as if nothing has happened, “don't be out too long Inuyasha.”

Inuyasha barely hears her, seeing a strange flying shadow zip away through the trees above him as he allows the darkness to take him into its more comforting arms…

~While In The Present~

“That was the best,” Vickie says gaily to Sheila as they enter Tristen's house from the long night of dancing and drinking at Seto's Red Light Club, “I've never had so much fun!”

Sheila playfully sneers at her new friend, “Yeah and every boy was just dying to get away from you.”

Vickie blushes, “Can I help it if I like men?”

Sheila smiles teasingly, snatching the keys from Joey's flimsy hands before he lost them along with his mind, “Yeah. Well, at least you're not like my sister,” she wrinkles her nose, “that girl's an all time whore!”

“What's wrong with her?”

“I think she has some kind of sex addiction,” Sheila shakes her head, “in any case, she can't live without sex!”
“Hmm..”

“Hey Joey,” Keiko calls out with a giggle, “ge' to `he movie,” she slurs, giggling at nothing yet again. Vickie smiles at Sheila, who immediately takes everyone's drinks with a hot glare.

“Hey,” Yusuke whines, “t-that's mine.”

“OK,” Sheila growls, snapping them out of their happy stupers, “everyone who has already had more than three cups of beer or any other liquor cannot have anymore tonight.”

“s'ad's who,” Joey challenges with a hiccup.

“Says me,” Sheila glances at everyone, daring any of them to object.

“Fuck all that,” Keiko says with happy laughs, “Movies! Movies!”

“I'll take care of the movies,” Sheila takes over, “I'll put in American Gansta.”

“Yey!!!”

Vickie stands back from the little group crowding onto a couch in the tiny space that Sheila calls an apartment, watching attentively and secretly grabbing another of the odd tasting drinks that they call Vodka as she takes notes on Sheila's personality.

Even though she did put in the movie, Sheila also found some blankets and pills that she makes everyone take. Before she completely tucks everyone in they were asleep.

Her pack members were treated like loving babies under her vigilant care.

Vickie was sure now.

Sheila was the one.

A loud crack and thump in another room made Sheila and Vickie look at each other in the sudden silence of the house.

“Should we check it out?”

Sheila nods, finally tucking in Yusuke, “These sleepy heads need their rest.”

Vickie mentally agrees, following Sheila upstairs into one of the small rooms.

And a childlike figure stood beside an open window.

Vickie blinks, “A kid?”

The `kid' smiles, his gravity defying hair black with an odd patch of white making him stand at about four or five feet in total, “Not quite.”

“Absolutely not,” Sheila glares at the `kid', “that thing is some kind of strange grown up.”

~A Demon maybe~ Vickie thought.

Sheila clears her throat in obvious annoyance, “Get out.”

“No.”

Sheila raises an eyebrow, “No?”

The `kid' crosses his arms impassively, “No.”

Sheila sighs, beginning to stretch, “Then I have no choice but to make you leave.”

The `kid' laughs as if the very idea of Sheila being able to kick him out was the funniest thing in the world to him, “I'd like to see that happen.”

BAM!

Sheila knocks the `kid' back out the window with a spinning kick to the face with only a grunt and a smile, “It just happened,” she yells out the window before jumping out after the shocked `kid.'

Vickie gawks in wonder before peeking out the window to watch, wishing she had some popcorn as Sheila immediately punches the `kid' in his stomach and delivers a bone shattering upper-cut.

The `kid' falls back on his feet with a growl, glaring hotly at Sheila, “You're going to regret doing that.”

“Then stop talking and make me regret it,” she taunts, coming at the `kid' again with a fierce battle cry. The `kid' avoids a punch in the face only to get kneed in the balls, his eyes big as Sheila takes off her shoe and slaps him upside the head with it to send him flying.

“STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY FRIEND'S HOUSE,” Sheila screams, not giving the `kid' a chance to get up this time as she straddles him and proceeds to beat his face into a pulp.

Vickie sweatdrops, “I'm glad she's on my side! She fights like a crazy demon,” she mutters to herself so her friend couldn't hear.

The `kid' grabs Sheila's fists in a panic, coughing up a little blood to add to the oozing fluid coming out his broken nose, “wait! Wait! I'm not here to fight!”

“Ya coulda fooled me,” Sheila hisses, fighting to get her fists free, “let me go so I can beat the hell out of you!”

The `kid' sweatdrops, “Do you think I'm stupid or something?”
“Ok, Ok,” Vickie calls, jumping out of the window to land inches away from the locked pair, “if you're not here to fight than what do you want?”

“Can you get her off me?”

“Not a chance,” Sheila answers for Vickie, pulling away from the `kid' so that she could kick him in the nuts again and then tries beating his face in one more time.

“AHHHHHH,” the `kid' cries out, frantically trying to get Sheila off before she really did some damage, “get this crazy bitch off me!”

“I'll show you a crazy bitch!”

Sheila slaps the `kid' upside the head, once again going for her shoe.

“I'm here to tell you that you're brother's in trouble,” the `kid' screams out as Sheila pulls her hand back to strike him again…

And Vickie catches her arm just inches from landing another harsh blow.

“Wait a minute Sheila,” Vickie now glares at the `kid', “what do you know about my brother, Shorty?”

“My name ain't shorty!”

“Get to the point,” Vickie growls, upset for her brother.

The `kid' looks away with a serious expression, “I can't say much…except that he's been badly…damaged.”

Sheila frowns, “Damaged? How damaged?”

“It would break his pride if I tell you.”

“And I will break your ass with my shoe if you don't tell us,” Sheila remarks curtly, once again reaching for her shoe.

“OK! OK!” the `kid' sighs, keeping his watchful eyes on the darker skinned girl, “He was beaten and…”

“And…what?”

Sadly, he glances over at Vickie, unable to fully understand the situation himself, “I- I think that he…he was…raped.”

Sheila falls back at the words, completely stunned by them, “Oh my god.”

“What,” Vickie looks pale, then angry, “who done this? Why would they do this? Why?!”

“Vickie,” Sheila tries to calm her new friend, “everything will be alright,” she looks over at the `kid', “Is there anything else you can tell us Mr.…?”

The `kid' growls, his temper as tight and dark as the black clothes that snugly holds his body, “Why do you need to know my name?”

Sheila barely keeps from attacking him again, ticked marks popping up in the back of her head, “You must be really attracted to my size eight, black and red sneakers aren't you?”

The `kid' stares at Sheila, nervously glances at her shoe in her right hand and makes a very important decision.

“My name is Hiei,” he says simply, not ready for one of the young girl's weird fits.

“Ok Hiei, I need you to do me a few favors,” Sheila starts putting him to work, “first off, I have a friend that lives on this street,” she hands him a piece of paper, “I want you to get a hold of him right away and come right back here. Do you understand me?”

Hiei just mumbles, obediently taking off as Sheila guides Vickie back into the apartment building.

“I have to go to my brother,” Vickie says, distressed and panicky, “his attacker could still be attacking him as we speak!”

“That maybe so,” Sheila acknowledges, “but your brother wouldn't want you putting yourself in danger in order to save him either.”

“But-”

“Get a hold of yourself Vick,” the African mixed girl growls, “it's almost three in the morning, you're brother, although hurting, may actually be OK right now. The last thing that anyone needs is for both of you to be in danger.”

Vickie sighs. She knew that the other girl was right, but couldn't help wanting to be by her brother's side right now.

“It's my fault,” she finally says once they make it into the apartment.

Sheila blinks at her, “What?”

“It's all my fault,” Vickie sniffles, ready to burst into tears, “I-I should have been with him!”

“Vickie…”

“If I was with him then none of this would have happened!”

“Don't start that Vickie.”

“But…”

Sheila shakes her head with a gentle smile, “You didn't know it was going to happen and it still could have happened rather you were around or not,” she hugs her friend close, “it's not your fault.”

Vickie allows herself to cry. Somehow, she knew that she could trust Sheila and feels happy to finally have someone else take over the situation for her instead of doing it all alone.

Sheila lets Vickie cry for a while, thinking of ways to cheer her up.

“Vickie.”

“Hm?”

“Can you tell me a little about yourself?”

Vickie moves her head from Sheila's shoulder to look intently at her, “What do you mean?”

“Well, you know,” Sheila smiles, “happy memories with your brother, some history about your family and friends. Something,” she says with a laugh, “Truth is you're becoming my close friend and I know nothing about you.”

“Sheila…,” Vickie grins happily, “I'll tell you everything about me and where I come from.”

“Hmm,” Sheila tilts her head, “where do you come from?”

“Why, my home,” Vickie laughs, “I'm going to tell all about my home…in Feudal Era Japan!”

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Cursed Writer: Finally! It took me FOREVER to write this freakin' chapter!

Sesshomaru:…? Freakin'?

Kelson: Hey! Where the hell am I in here?!

Cursed Writer: It's not time for you to show up yet, silly!

Sesshomaru: Freakin'?

Inuyasha: She's trying not to curse

Sesshomaru: Then that won't last

Cursed Writer: Come on! I can go a day without cursing!

Vickie: You're name is CURSED writer! What did you expect?!

Cursed Writer: Hey! Whose side are you on?

Kagome: Did you have to make me so mean?

Cursed Writer: Sorry Kagome! But if I make you likable then what would be the point?

Kagome:…I guess you're right

Cursed Writer: And I have to thank you for reading (pulls a stick out of nowhere) the stick that was up the Disclaimer's ass was successfully removed

Disclaimer: CURSED WRITER!!!

Cursed Writer: Uh-oh. I gotta go! Don't forgettoreview and send me flirts!

Inuyasha: She means flames.

~Owari~