InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Act On It ❯ almost ( Chapter 5 )

Act on it

 

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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha nor do I make money out of what I write. I do it just for fun. Unfortunately, Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko... *sigh*

 

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“Can you give us ten?” Kagome asks, a strange look on her face. I could call it reluctance. If I didn't know at least a bit about her, I could call it shyness. Till I catch the way she looks at her husband from the corner of her eye. She thinks she's slick, eh?

 

“Minutes?” I ask, as if it isn't obvious. Inuyasha looks uncomfortable, too, and his legs are crossed. I can think of a few reasons why his face is all red and why he keeps pulling at his collar.

 

“Actually,” he says, his voice suspiciously gruff, “make that fifteen.” There it is. Another glance at one another. This is really weird. And pretty much obvious, too. So I grin.

 

“That fast, huh?” Kagome's face is tomato-red and her eyes onion-wide and Inuyasha squirms some more.

 

“Eh? No! Shippo!” she protests, “We just… uh… have something to talk about.”

 

For the record, I'm still pretty much grinning from ear to ear. “Oh, sure. You guys go ahead and talk.” I'm not sure, but from this angle I can almost swear I saw her gulp before standing and beckoning for Inuyasha to follow her. “There's a bathroom no one really uses on the second floor,” I yell after them.

 

Of course, all this is understandable. The woman has her needs. Well, Inuyasha, too. Especially after what they've just told me. Sweet Jesus, Mother of… That was intense! But I have the feeling they're keeping something from me.

 

The story they've just told me… well it goes like this:

 

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“No!” she said firmly, her voice signalling that she would have it no other way.

 

“I'm sorry,” Phil said just as firmly, his voice clearly stating he wasn't sorry at all, “but Renkotsu and Shiori changed the script. After that first scene, Hell, I can't blame them… So swallow your pride, Higurashi, and learn the lines till tomorrow. We all know you can do it. Heck, even without the lines, you'll still cut a dash. And it's not like you have to worry about the leading male character; Inuyasha can handle himself just as well; he can learn the lines till `morrow. So come on. I've been patient so far, but that's gonna change if you two are still acting like children.”

 

Kagome's face was scrunched up in sheer rage, but Phil wasn't one to care at the moment. He had been thrown in a world full of demons and freaky actors, screenwriters and playwrights, so a pissed off Kagome wasn't scary at all.

 

“I'm still waiting for you to laugh,” Kagome drawled between gritted teeth, her hands clenched into tight fists.

 

“Laugh?” Phil asked, an eyebrow raised in confusion.

 

“Yeah, about the joke you just cracked.”

 

“It's not a joke. Honestly, Higurashi. One would say you've never done such scenes. It will be a dream of Ken's, so we'll make it really blurry and stuff. We won't show much.”

 

Kagome's face was the funny portrayal of murder intent, but she kept cool nevertheless.

 

“Fine,” she said, “I'll do it just `cause I'm a professional.”

 

The next day came faster than Kagome would have wanted, and she found herself shivering in anticipation of the scenes they would have to shoot. Damn Renkotsu and damn Shiori! Couldn't they see she and Inuyasha weren't exactly lovers material?!

 

Still, determined, Kagome walked up to Sesshomaru, who had certainly come earlier. Shrugging her coat off her shoulders, she swallowed thickly and looked around to see if Inuyasha was there yet.

 

“He's not here,” she heard the older brother say.

 

“Like I care,” she scoffed, resisting temptation to cross her arms childishly. She did care; in fact, she was terrified of those more-than-lewd scenes she would have to take part in with none other than Inuyasha. Of course, they wouldn't be really doing it, but it was as close as it could get.

 

“He's probably in some room for a quickie with Shiori,” he said amusedly, waiting for her precious reaction. He wasn't disappointed when her lips pursed and her eye visibly twitched.

 

“What?!” she demanded almost silently.

 

Sesshomaru found himself having to suppress the need to snicker. “It was a joke. Shiori is too young for him.”

 

“What are you saying? Shiori is older than me!” Kagome exclaimed, drawing the attention of almost everyone around them. Sesshomaru was the only one of the two who wasn't oblivious to this fact.

 

“So what, Higurashi? That means he's too old for you, too. Why? Did you want to be old enough for him?”

 

Her gasp told him he won. Scowling, she pushed past him, making sure her elbow would brush harshly against his. Sesshomaru smiled.

 

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They barely told me this one, but they had to, because it was probably one of the most famous scenes they've been in together. Kagome's face was all rosy while she was relating the facts, but it seemed to me like something was missing. Like, something big was missing.

 

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Inuyasha arrived rather late, his face flushed and his whole demeanour stiff. It didn't take a genius to figure out he was nervous. He was nervous the way nobody had seen him before. Not even his brother. Which begged the question, what could possibly trigger this unease? It was a clear fact that he didn't like Higurashi very much, but he'd done movies with persons he'd disliked before, even sexual scenes, and it hadn't seemed to bother him that much. Now, he was all sweating.

 

“Let's get this over with,” he said loud enough for Phil to hear and glower.

 

“Whatever” was his answer. “Here,” Phil said, pointing at the set where a round bed completed the image of a wholly romantic view. Candles and roses were spread on the floor. The director watched Inuyasha freeze completely, a look of horror mixed with something unrecognisable on his face. Kagome had stiffened as well, only then noticing Inuyasha's arrival.

 

She cleared her throat and chose to spare Inuyasha the trouble of protesting.

 

“Phil, don't you think this is a cliché? Come on, a bed and candles and roses? For your best movie ever? Pff!” Inuyasha's eyes burnt holes into hers as they locked gazes for an instant, a rare look of relief and gratitude on his features.

 

Her words seemed to get Phil's attention, however, as his head snapped towards her. “So what do you suggest?”

 

Kagome gulped as all eyes regarded her, even those two whose intensity she wanted to never feel. “W-well,” she said, her voice quivering as her eyes darted to the piano in a far corner, “maybe on the piano or something.” The director's eyes glinted in awe as he nodded frantically.

 

“Yes! Amazing idea!”

 

Working with astonishing speed, Phil himself went to clear the room around the piano and throw a few rags on it, as if it'd been a fight there recently. He went over to Shiori and pulled the paintbrushes and watercolours from her hands and placed them on the piano. Kagome had to give it to him; the set seemed incredibly sensual. She knew exactly what she and Inuyasha would have to do, and she was sure he did, too.

 

“All right,” he said, grinning in excitement like a child, this will be remarkable! Remember, you have to make it look real. No fighting, no biting each other's heads off, `kay?”

 

Kagome nodded wordlessly, but she couldn't tell if Inuyasha had, as well.

 

She went by the windowsill to assume her position and heard a door close. Inuyasha surely had walked out. She waited a couple of minutes to make sure he'd be ready for the scene. Sighing as the script told she should, she ran a nervous hand through her tresses, her nightgown moving with the wind that came through the window. She hugged herself and smiled, wetting her lips as she watched the moon shine.

 

“I know you're there,” she said firmly, loudly, despite the fact that the room was empty. The door creaked open, revealing a soaked Inuyasha. His almost see-through clothes hugged his skin like a second one as his hair clung to his head, drops of rain falling on the floor with each step he took towards her.

 

“Kanna said you didn't leave. She said you're still planning on killing all those people, but not today.”

 

“Emiri - ” he tried, his voice pleading, but she shook her head, effectively silencing her lover.

 

“It's not that I don't understand,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving the moon, “it's just that I don't approve.”

 

His gasp was audible and it clashed against the walls of the room. The bed was as she always kept it: round, with an army of candles and rose petals surrounding it.

 

“I can't understand how Kanna is so at ease with everything. But she's weird like that; I know,” Emiri said. Her eyes fell on a few stars that wilted under the heat of her gaze. “But I'm still yours,” she whispered, her voice shaking.

 

Ken bit his lower lip, closing his eyes slowly, his brows furrowing in distress. Without a second thought, he wrapped the small girl in his arms and she whimpered, leaning her head on his shoulder. Their story was one of death, one of love that couldn't live.

 

Slowly, he ran kisses down the column of her neck, his tongue darting out every so often to caress her silky skin. Her body abruptly pushed back against his, every curve of hers moulding perfectly to him.

 

Inuyasha grunted, quickly disentangling himself from Kagome and muttering a pathetic “Excuse me” as he trotted past the crew and out of the room. Stunned into silence, Kagome whirled around and watched him leave, noticing the equally surprised faces of the others. Sesshomaru was the only one who didn't look taken aback. If anything, he looked like he was enjoying himself.

 

Actually, Kagome was unsure why Sesshomaru was even there. He'd told her he had to do something important just the day before. Had he cancelled? Just to watch Inuyasha and her have a love scene together? That was a very disturbing thought.

 

After about five minutes when the room was quiet as death, Inuyasha came back in and frowned, but obviously a lot more comfortable than he'd looked when he'd run out.

 

“All right,” he said hoarsely, “let's do this again.”

 

Again, he went outside and entered at Emiri's words, following the same path as he had. When he finally had her in his arms, he exhaled heavily. Emiri whimpered, this time more noisily, her head falling back on his shoulder. His lips found her neck that was bare to his gaze and they trailed light kisses, occasionally letting his tongue collide wither skin, eliciting palpable shivers from the woman in his arms. Her body pressed abruptly against his and he stiffened for a moment, but didn't pull away this time. He looked behind fleetingly, as if to measure the room, his gaze falling on the piano.

 

His right hand rose to cup her breast and her body arched against his, making him smile. Ken's kisses grew more desperate as he guided them backwards towards the piano, which was just a few steps away from them. Emiri pulled away from him, pushing the straps of her nightgown down her arms in a sudden desire to feel the cool air against her bare shoulders.

 

She felt Ken's hands grip her waist as he brought her harshly against the piano. She grunted at the quick pain from the impact as a few shrill sounds erupted in the room from the piano, making the hairs on the back of their necks stand still with newly born excitement.

 

Without saying a single word, Ken's zipper came loose noisily as they seemed to struggle with each other awkwardly on the uneven surface. Mouths tasting each other in a frenzy, Ken pushed her nightgown upwards, toying with her panties.

 

Suddenly, he pulled away and slowly, slowly pulled her panties down her legs, his eyes connecting deeply with hers as she was compelled to look at him. He hovered above her, his breath flirting with her lips, until flesh tasted flesh. He thrust inside her abruptly, causing her to arch her back off the piano and slam the heel of one hand into the piano keys as the other one rose above her hand, accidentally slapping the paintbrushes as they fell, spreading colour on the dark surface and her hair that lay sprawled chaotically.

 

Her moans escalated in a tight crescendo and Kagome knew for sure that they would add an increasingly restless song that would conclude with a sharp ending as her pretended climax would wash over her, indicating the end of the dream.

 

True to the script, Ken's grunts matched Emiri's moans for more and they suddenly fell still.

 

The world stopped.

 

Kagome could feel it and Inuyasha could surely feel it, as well, as the director and the whole crew watched them agape. The didn't seem to be moving, so when the protagonists straightened themselves and awkwardly tried to soften their dishevelled looks no one moved an inch. Not even Sesshomaru, but then again, he was always quite the stiff and unmoving person.

 

Kagome coughed uncomfortably and the others immediately snapped to reality, although silently. It felt like a really bad and awkward movie, but instead it was reality. She and Inuyasha had really shocked them into silence. She felt self-conscious, knowing exactly how puffy her lips were and how shaken she looked because of his all-consuming passion.

 

Inuyasha pulled his jacket on and didn't wait to hear the upcoming comments or to do another take as he stormed outside, his clothes still clinging to him from the supposed rain. Kagome watched him leave for the second time and wondered if maybe he'd felt the same thing as she had.

 

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Of course, that was hot as Hell. I have GOT to see the movie.

 

After Kagome retold how the filming went, I asked them if they really did climax. They didn't answer.

 

But when I asked about the deal with the paintbrushes and the piano, Kagome did answer.

 

“I honestly don't know why Emiri would have paintbrushes and a piano since she's a dancer. But it's not like she's not allowed to do anything else other than dancing. But either way, do you really think the audience noticed?” she asked sceptically.

 

“Okay, I get your point,” I said. These people are mad. I love them.

 

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A/N:You should ask yourselves why Shippo felt something was aloof about the married couple :D

 

Well, as you can see, I'm back to this story.Sorry I haven't updated in so long, but… oh, well… I hope you like this :)