InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Autumn: Fairytale ❯ Bed Side Manners ( Chapter 9 )

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

“. . . My hairs' falling out. I really didn't think It could happen, but look!" Sakura held a brush to Ayame's face. "It's every where. I mean, I knew i had hair, but this much? Am i supposed to wait until I go bald or something?"

"Calm down, Sakura. Panicking won't do you any good." Ayame took the brush out of her sister's hand and set it down on the table. "You still have plenty of hair left--"

"For now, but what about later? I thought I could handle this; I thought everything would be fine, but nothing will ever be fine. Jubilee still doesn't know."

"So what does this mean?"

"It means I'm dead." Sakura flopped down on her bed.

Ayame flopped down right next to her. "You always were the drama queen." She added.

She chuckled and sighed. "What am I going to do Ayame?"

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it better be in ten minutes because Jubilee's waiting for us." Ayame smiled sadly at her and slid off the bed.

"I have pictures to proof it."

"Ew, you have pictures of you guys, having sex?"

"No, stupid, I have pictures of his house." Jubilee pulled her cell phone out and passed it around the table.

"Wow, she wasn't lying." Ayame commented.

"So . . . how was he?" Sakura asked.

"Let's just say the sculptures made him really good with his hands." She snatched her phone away from Ayame and Sakura. "I got a piece of Adam Cina, and you bitches got nothing." She taunted.

"That's just cruel." Ayame put on her oh-so-innocent face, knowing very well Jubilee, of all people, could read right through it.

"Aya, I thought I told you to stay away from Kai!" Jubilee snapped.

"No, not Kai." Ayame smirked and sucked some smoothie up her straw.

Jubilee gawked at her sister. "Wow, so the hormones his family makes you take really got you on a loop."

"Wait, you fucked Kouga?" Sakura asked.

Ayame shook her head. "We didn't fuck, we . . . were intimate. Why do you guys make it so much dirtier than it is?" Ayame stirred her straw around her smoothie, hoping to break up a few hard pieces. She looked at her ringing cell phone. "I have to take this," she said before excusing herself from the table.

Jubilee glared at Sakura. "I've been waiting a long damn time to bring this up, but there's no good time, so, I'll tell you now. I know. I know everything, and frankly I'm disgusted and ashamed."

Sakura's face formed into a bubble of confusion. "Excuse me? Jubie, what are you saying?"

"I know about you and Kouga's dirty little secret--no filthy little secret. Did you know there are people gossiping about it in your office? Your little intern, secretary, or whatever she is, has been spilling her guts. The only thing keeping my foot from her ass is your job."

"Wait," Sakura's tone lowered. "You knew? Ayame doesn't know, right?"

"Not yet, but I can tell you right now, you best watch your back. This thing could break loose any second and it's not only going to affect you, but his whole family. I know the press has been sniffing around a way to break up his powerful family." Jubilee leaned in. "You better have stopped this. It isn't fair to Ayame or anyone else."

"We have, it's over. It was just--"

"You fell for him, didn't you?"

"Fell for whom?" Ayame asked, sitting back down. "Come on, don't leave me out."

"The firefighter down the street," Jubilee lied. "man, I'd like to slide down his pole." Jubilee looked at her cell phone for the time. "I better go, I promised to meet one of Adams friends. She's some kind of model, or . . . was, anyways, I feel I have compotation."

It was unbelievable, not only had Manny snagged Minoru, but, she had managed to snag the latest artist in the city also. The only people talking were Adam and Manny. Jubilee sat across the table from Minoru, who was avoiding her eyes. They both drank any alcoholic drink they could get their hands on. It was then he learned, Jubilee really could her drink.

Adam slid his hand down Jubilee's arm, their hands meeting up. "We're done here; you wanna take this to my place?" He whispered in her ear.

She reached her foot out, under the table, letting it slide up Minoru's leg. She watched in pleasure as Minoru suddenly jumped, and began coughing, as she pressed her toes against his groin, pushing a little harder. She wanted to make sure he knew what he was missing, at least with her. Her lips brushed over Adam's cheek. "I'd like that." She whispered back.

Adam waved the waiter over, asking for the check.

Jubilee watched as Minoru got up to go to the bathroom, and Manny just laughed at old memories with Adam as he looked over the bill. "I have to call my sister back." She fibbed before kissing Adam on the cheek and heading to the bathroom.

She was originally heading for the men's bathroom, but was suddenly dragged into the woman's bathroom. She squealed and turned, only to find that it was Minoru.

"Nice, try to give me an erection from under the table. What are you pushing at Jubilee?" Minoru snapped.

"Aw, I was just having some fun." Jubilee walked over to the mirror and pulled out some lip gloss from her clutch bag. "Honestly, I don't know what you mean. You used to like it when I did that stuff, the only thing that makes it any different is now you have a little model to do it for you."

"So that's what this is about? Our little sex goddess is jealous? You told me to get out of our fling when things got a little intense. I felt we were getting to close."

"How nice, our little rich bitch still thinks it's all about him." Jubilee countered. "Look, I'm not jealous. You’re through with Sailor Moon, so you move onto Barbie. I could careless."

"Why are you bitching, you got your period or something?"

Jubilee gawked at him, as she glared. "I'll advice you that the last man who said that to me almost got his tongue ripped out of his mouth. Frankly, I could care less about you and Barbie. Fuck her, fuck her over, it's not my business." She tucked her lip gloss away. "But now I know . . . she can't touch you like I do." She giggled as she got closer to him, grabbing a clump of his shirt and pulling toward her. "She'll never touch you like I do."

"You're drunk and delirious." He provoked.

Jubilee smirked as she got closer and closer, making him step further back. When she finally got him into a stall she reached her long leg out behind him and cranked down the toilet lid. She playfully pushed him down to sit on it and crawled onto his lap, her legs straddling him. "Any memories coming back to you?"

"Damn it," He cursed himself aloud.

She took his hand and guided it up her thigh, following her perfect curves, and then pushed his hand to her breast, moving his fingers to cup it. She slowly leaned down and began placing small opened mouth kissed on his neck. "Admit it, and I’ll stop." She whispered.

"You really think I want you to stop?" Minoru admitted.

She chuckled lightly. "She will never touch you like this, and you'll never touch her like this." Jubilee took his other hand and slowly led it up her leg, and up the skirt of her dress. "You know Barbie's waiting; do you really her to find us like this?"

Minoru growled, damning himself for giving up on Jubilee, especially since her body was better than any models'. In a swift move he got up, crashing into the stall door, while Jubilee was still kissing him.

Her lips moved higher, as they touched his. Her arms wrapped around his neck. "Just say it, and Barbie won't walk in on us." She teased against his lips.

He grunted. "Okay, she can't touch me like you do."

At this, Jubilee immediately jumped off of him, with great satisfaction on her face. "I love it my way." She added before stepping out of the stall.

"That was cruel." Minoru commented.

Jubilee smirked flirtatiously as she stood at the frame of the door. "I know," She admitted before leaving.

Ayame closed the door using the heel of her shoe as she roamed through some junk mail. She smacked the button on the answering machine, listening to its usual rampage of Jubilee's drunken messages of how great of sex she had that night, and so on. She turned it off and threw the mail on the counter. She scrunched her nose and placed her hands on her hips.

'I don't get it, Kouga's car was in the drive way . . . but where's Kouga?' She asked herself.

She skipped up the stair case and tip-toed her way to Kouga's bedroom door, sliding it open quietly. Ayame could see his sleeping form, his body moving with every breath air of air that he took in and released.

"Get up," She demanded, jumping onto the bed, lying next to him.

Kouga groaned.

She scooted nearer taking his arm and wrapping it around her waist as she crawled under him, sliding her other arm under his arm--her hand gripping his shoulder. "Your dad is expecting us . . ." She lifted her head and looked over his shoulder at the time. "Or . . . was expecting us ten minutes ago."

"Great, then cancel." He grumbled into her neck.

Ayame scoffed. "Now that'd just be rude. He has guest or something coming; I think being late is rude enough."

"He's my father, he'll understand."

"Fine . . .” She thought for a moment. "If you go with me, I'll blow you away, in the car."

"I knew I should have just had my way with you five minutes ago." He mumbled as headed to the shower.

"Ayame," Called Jubilee from down stairs. Her heels stomped on the steps as she made her way to Kouga's room. "Here you are." She stated. She scrunched her nose. "The showers on . . . did I interrupt something?"

Ayame shook her head. "Not yet, what is it?"

"Nothing . . . I have to have an excuse to over here now? I thought you weren't mad at me for helping dad out."

"I'm not--that's not what I meant. I'm just . . . about to leave." She jumped to her feet and head to her room. Once in there, she roamed around for a decent dress.

"Well this won't take long. What would you do, if your latest man's best friend was a model--and one of the hottest in Japan?"

Her head popped out from the walk-in closet. "Kouga has a model-best-friend?"

"No, Adam does."

"Oh," Ayame began to strip out of her outfit and slip into some dresses. "I guess I'd put a plate of fries and a large greasy burger in her face--how does this one look."

"Fine, just don't wear straps, something grey-ish, silver would look nice--But what if she looked pretty well fed?"

"Then, I don't see the point; there's nothing sexy about a well-fed-twig. She's no worth it--How about this one? The only silver shoes I have are two-inch heels and make my calves look weird. You haven't given me my three-inch ones back."

"Yeah, that one will do--But back to me. So, it's not worth it right? I mean . . . She's nice looking and all, but they are friends after all."

Ayame zipped herself up. "Right. Unless they had relations before. That means they're still in each other’s lives, and that's just a call for drama." She kicked the reject dress out of the way and slid the door to her closet. "Wait . . . what happened between you and Minoru? I saw him with some girl--Manny I think. She looked liek she should wear some 'Feed Me' T-shirt."

"Yeah, that' her." Jubilee flipped through a magazine.

"Who--what?"

"Manny, that's Adam's model-best-friend. She's also Minoru's Barbie." She put down the magazine and looked at her sister. "Didn't I tell you all this?"

"Wait, your okay with Minoru moving on so quickly?" Ayame really didn't understand her sister.

"So what, I've moved on to. It's not like we were in love Aya, we had sex a couple of times; end of story." Jubilee jumped to her feet and patted the bed comforter of wrinkles. "Well, thanks for your advice, I'm out baby sis." She leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Oh yeah, I never got to ask: How's Kouga in bed?"

Ayame snorted. "Get out,"

"Gosh, ask about sex and she bites." Jubilee teased as she left room. 'Minoru and his wench don't bother me. Why would Ayame think that it did?'

'Because it does,'

'Shut up, what do you know?'

'I am you after all dear, don't be so naive. It's sickening.'

They were both breathing heavily. Ayame's hand stained the humid, clammy car window. She lifted herself off Kouga's lap long enough for him to finish pulling his pants back up, throwing the condom to the side. He smirked up at her, pulling her face to his.

She giggled against his lips, reaching for his hand before breaking the kiss. "I'm fine with having sex in the car and all, but not when we're already thirty minutes late." It seemed that, what started as a job became a big activity.

"I can't help it." He said, pulling her face to his again. "I love your body." His lips made their way to her neck.

The car door suddenly opened both their necks snapped to the figure.

"You realize I could smell the sex from outside?" Minoru commented.

"Get the fuck out of here, loser." Kouga countered.

"Very nice, you know with one call of 'dad' I could have him here in the blink of an eye."

"Not when I'm beating your ass, now get the hell out of here." Kouga snapped. "We might as well just go for round two in front of you if you won't leave."

Ayame shook her head at the childish fight she was witnessing. She pulled on Kouga's hand, getting his attention. "He has a point." She steeped out of the car went to the side mirror, wiping the corners of her lips with her fingers and dabbing on some extra lip gloss. Ayame popped her head up only to be surprised by Keiji. She jumped. "Sorry we're late. There was a lot of traffic." She lied

"Understandable, why don't you head inside?" He suggested.

She nodded and hesitantly went inside the 'castle'.

Keiji slapped Minoru upside the head. "I could smell sex from all the way over there. Why don't you stop worrying about your own pleasure and find a mate? Just get inside; I'll be there in a minute."

Minoru did as he was told, leaving only Kouga and Keiji.

"Have you heard the rumors?" Keiji finally asked his son.

"What rumors?" He questioned.

"The ones about you and Sakura, its spread like an epidemic. Is it true?"

Kouga sighed, shifting his eyes to the ground. He nodded slowly.

Keiji was heard to have huffed. "And Ayame's forgiven you so easily?"

He shook his head. "She doesn't know. I don't want her to know either. Sakura, she was a mistake."

"So then . . . what if she comes into the office one day and hears a few people talking about her. You can't stop then." Keiji sighed.

Yumi jumped at Kouga pulling on his jacket, she turned to her father. "Daddy, I have to talk to Kouga." She said flashing her puppy eyes.

Keiji gave in and nodded. "Don't keep him too long Yumi, we have guest." She went inside the house.

Kouga rolled his eyes. "What is it now?"

"You lied." Yumi allowed. "You said babies came from the stork, well . . . they come from a grosses place."

"And you know this how?"

"My health teacher told me. Daddy wouldn't tell me what a lesbian was . . . so I asked the health teacher. She told me to wait till eighth grade, but then I brought up the stork, and she made me get a permission slip sighed."

"Father let you learn about sex at your age?" He asked a little surprised.

Yumi shrugged. "No, but I asked Minoru to forge it. I guess he is good for something. Oh yeah, Ayame's in the piano room talking to the guy."

"What guy?"

"You know, the guy. The guy she used to know or something. Minoru said it'd make you genius . . . or was it jealous? Some guy from playing doctor. Yeah, that's what Minoru said." She jumped and clapped her hands, knowing she got everything right. "Kouga, how do you play doctor?"

"I'll let your health teacher handle that one too." As she pondered over that, Kouga looked behind his little sister's shoulder, through the window of the overly large piano room. He could see Ayame laughing, but the curtain blocked where she was looking.

Hello! I’m back with a nice little chapter. I planned to have way more, but do you know how many projects I’ve had over spring break, I’m not even done! Not even close to being done. Well, Any ways, here’s your update, thanks for all your reviews and support. I have to study for some finals and finish projects. I’ll try to update ASAP, I only have two days people!