InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Blow out the Candles ❯ More Work and Little Play ( Chapter 2 )

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

By: QTpie

Disclaimer: As expected, I wish I did, but I definitely don't own anything relating to the Inu Yasha fandom and anime. However, that's not to say that I won't manipulate the characters for your and my own reading pleasure.

Author's Note: Another week goes by with another chapter completed. To those that are interested, this story does not solely involve Inu Yasha and Kagome. As the plot develops, other characters will make an appearance bestowing their own birthday gift for our dog-eared friend, so you'll just have to wait and see what ensues. THANK YOU to all the reviewers, I always enjoy reading what others think of my writing since it's my first fanfic and all. Now on to the really important stuff, to those who are underage for this rating or are simply uncomfortable with swearing and sexual content, shield your virgin eyes because the former and latter will occur in this chapter. You have been warned so take the rating seriously and please don't complain. The story goes like this

Translation 101(Just in case):

Koi/kiobito - love/beloved, terms of endearment

Pocky - an oriental treat of biscuit like bread sticks that you dunk in chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry icing dip. Definitely yummy!

Miso - tradition Japanese soup often served with breakfast.

Shimatta - damnit/shit

Baka - idiot/moron/jerk

Nani - what?

Sengoku Jidai - The Warring State Era

Blow Out the Candles

Chapter 2: More Work and Little Play

“Grrr! I don't care what your excuses are for the delays! I want you to get your lazy ass off the comfy executive chair, which I so generously paid for, and get it into high gear now!” Inu Yasha practically bellowed into the phone's receiver to one of his chief internal accountants on the other end.

He fought the urge to crush the phone in his hand as a means to alleviate his pent-up frustrations. Instead, he chose to rub the bridge of his nose in a smoothing motion. Little good that did as Inu Yasha listened to his accountant's pitiful attempts to pacify is rising irk.

`Fuck, and to think today had started out as such a good day. Well, that all went to hell!' He thought sourly to himself.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the receiver, there was a clear tremble in the employee's voice as he spoke and the sound of fidgeting hands hastily rummaging through papers -- no doubt trying to find something that could be of useful in their conversation -- could be heard. Inu Yasha took note of the accountant's fear and he knew that had he been face to face with the idiot, he would smell that fact as well. It was just lucky for the poor fool that Inu Yasha was currently stuck in his office with a piled of other problems he needed to handle. Otherwise, he would have given the accountant a fierce tongue-lashing.

In no particular way did Inu Yasha find joy in other people's misery, quite the opposite, actually. It was just that he had absolutely no patience for bungling morons wasting his time, especially since he had little patience to begin with. Employee incompetence really didn't help matters when Tetsusaiga Incorporation was in the middle of a company acquisition, had a new product ready to be marketed, and was in the process of building a manufacturing plant in Yokohama, Japan's second largest city.

Focusing back to the conversation at hand, Inu Yasha let out an annoyed growl to halt the useless rambling of his employee. He needed, or more appropriately wanted to end the discussion abruptly.

“Look, just do what you have to do and get those reports I asked for a week ago done! I want it on my desk Monday morning. You got that `cause I don't feel like repeating myself!” That said Inu Yasha hung up the phone with enough force to rattle the items on his desk before the person on the other end even had a chance to respond.

Leaning back in his plush leather chair, Inu Yasha stretched his arms above his head and rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. He needed to soothe his raging youkai blood that insisted he tear the complete idiot of a worker to shreds for the disobedience shown. To make matters worse, Inu Yasha could already feel the telltale signs of a migraine coming on and he had no more youkai approved, extra strength Advil left.

It was only ten-thirty in the morning and already he was tired, irritated, and wanted nothing more than to go home to his mate. However, Kagome was likely in one of her university classes and he had a crap load of work to finish. Today was just not his day at the office.

As it was, all Inu Yasha could do was savour his current moment of silence before someone else came knocking on his door or phoning him with another problem.

Swivelling back and forth in his chair, he couldn't help but let his thoughts drift back to his morning spent with Kagome, especially how she had pleasantly awoken him.

Refusing to be disturbed from his peaceful sleep, Inu Yasha burrowedhis head further into his down pillow to blockthe pestering morning sun's raysfrom glaring directly into his eyes. Extending a free arm, Inu Yasha blindly searched for Kagome in an effort to reclaim the constant sense of comfort that only came with her enticing scent and bodily warmth. Instead, what he found in her place was an armful of bed sheets and her pillow.

Inu Yasha let out a disappointed sigh and returned his head into the recesses of his feathery pillow. From the light clattering of pots and pans sounding from the kitchen, which his enhanced hearing could pick out, he knew Kagome was likely starting breakfast.

This fact struck him as being rather odd, usually he was the first to be up this early in the morningand was usually the one the waking Kagome up. A quick glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand revealed that it was shortlyafter six-thirty a.m.

`Come back to bed, Kagome,' he chatted in a silent plea in his mind, mentally willing her to grant is small demand. He had no such luck though.

Inu Yasha could have just as easily gotten up to join her in the kitchen, but for some reason or other, he was reluctant to get out of bed today. Nothing would've satisfied him more than spending the whole day with Kagome nestled snugly in the confines of his arms while a Jet Lee movie played on the widescreen plasma TV, the fireplace nicely blazing, and various snacks consisting of ramen,pocky, chips, non-spicy chickenwings, and a box of pizza spread out before them on the comforter.

Unfortunately, he couldn't have this, at least not in reality. His presently hectic work schedule had kept him away from his mate for the past week and when he was free, Kagome was at night class, training, or working. Settling for his only other option, Inu Yasha tried to go back to sleep and return to his most enjoyable dream involving him, Kagome, and a litre tub of honey.

`Holy fuck, Kagome! That's it...ahhhhhh!' Inu Yasha contentedly growled as the dream Kagome ran her tongue over his honey covered chest, or that's what he thought was happening in his drowsy condition. He was gleefully indulging in his previous dream, but somehow the current version seemed a whole lot better than before.

This realization occurred to him when he actually felt tiny kisses along his bare shoulder blades and a gentle hand caressing his right ear. Next, he heard Kagome's melodic voice calling to him as she clasped his toned bicep and ran her hand up and down the muscle, making his skin tingle with excitement.

No, this wasdefinitely not a dream. Why? Well, for one thing no dream could compare to what he was feeling - especially when a hot breathe swept over the tiny white, silken hairs covering the rear of his ears and sent a shudder down his abdomen. Furthermore, Inu Yasha could indisputably smell the delicious aroma of steaming hot Ramen, rice, miso, butter toast, and omelettes mingling with Kagome's own tantalizing fragrance.

`Oh kami, is that her tongue I feel licking the tip of my ear?...Shit, that is!!'

Faster than the human sight could register, Inu Yasha rotated his position and pinned a very stunned Kagome beneath him. Before a single sound could be released from her plum lips, he captured said lips in a consuming kiss and eagerly swallowed her surprised `eep.'

Never one to remain idle, Kagome just as ardently participated in the intense kiss once she recovered from the initial shock. Her reward was an appreciative growl that she felt rather than heard from the male above her.

Seconds passed and the world surrounding them dissipated as the couple zealously explored each other through scent, sound, taste, and touch.

Rather determined on kissing Kagome senseless, Inu Yasha's tongue intimately stroked hers, running it fervently between her lower lip and her bottom jaw before descending on her tongue. His right hand, seeking its own prize, inched under her cream tank top to massage her ample breasts, which thankfully were free of the blasted contraption otherwise known as a bra. Kagome, feeling Inu Yasha's thumb glaze over her pert nipple, arched into his touch and moan into the kiss while her own hands raked down the span of his brawny back.

One would think that after being in an intimate relationship with Kagome for nearly three years now, Inu Yasha would have mastered the art of removing a bra or at any rate gained the patience to take off the item without the use of his claws, but no such thing occurred. The old saying about teachingan old dog a new trickdid not seem to apply to inu youkai- well, not one with Inu Yasha's lack of patience.

It was just very fortunate for Inu Yasha that Kagome had always been too preoccupied at the time to take notice, in any case until the morning after that is. Yet, what he lacked in subtly when it involved her undergarments and clothes, Inu Yasha well compensate with his aerobic finesse, stamina, and attentiveness in worshiping her body thereafter.

The sensations he was able to ignite within her were simply indescribable, for no humanlanguage had words to express her exhilarating state of being. Her conciseness and rationally was stripped away in unison with her material bindings and all that she was left with was raw and unadulterated primal instincts urging her to become whole with her mate.

Her present state was no different.

Finally, after thoroughly exploringeach other's mouths and lips- no crevices or niche left untouched - both lovers parted for the necessary intake of oxygen.

“Morning sleepyhead.” Kagome softly panted while struggling to control her breathing and clear her mind of the rushing sensations that encapsulated her.

“Morning to yourself, wench.” Inu Yasha likewise greeted, his lips brushing against hers as he spoketo take the sting out of is pet name for her.

Leaning up and flashing Kagome a warm and undeniably confident grin, showing how obviously pleased with the position he had her in, he gazed of into lively hazel nut eyes filled with such adoration and devotion for him alone.

As it was for Kagome, all she could see was an endless vision of gold that held her captivated. She dared not breathe or move in fear of shattering the moment, but before she knew it, a firm hand burrowed into her hair and she found her head tilted upwards towards the ceiling of their king size canopy bed.

Inu Yasha didn't waste a moment to shower her now exposed neck with open-mouthed kisses and swipes of his moist tongue, delighting in the flavour and texture of her silky skin. He could already hear and feel her heart rate quicken in reaction to his ministrations, yet he sensed Kagome struggling against what her body begged for.

`Well, can't have that happening now. I'lljust have to fix that!' He smirked at the challenge he had no intentions of loosing. With renewed effort, Inu Yashabit down on her pulse point with a little force before relieving the nipwith his talented tongue.Oh, the things he could with that tongue!

Kagome was indeed having a difficult time maintaining her wits. In a last attempt to distract him from his objective, Kagome tried to speak.

“Mmmm... Inu Yasha, we have t-to... stop. The food's getting cold,” Kagome attempted to voice in between gasps.

Inu Yasha ever so slightly paused in his ministrations when he heard Kagome mention food, but he did not fully stop what he was doing until his mind registered that she said the food was made to celebrate a special occasion.

`Special occasion? Shimatta, I didn't forget our anniversary or Valentine's Day again... did I? This is not good! Think fast Inu Yasha, before she has your ears on a platter!' Inu Yasha racked his brain for any event that would constitute as a special occasion, but came up short.

`It can't be our anniversary, that's the same day as Kagome's birthday and I NEVER forget that. It can't be Valentine's Day either `causeit'sthe start of spring. So what the hell could it be?' After getting nowhere, Inu Yasha decided to meet his imminent doom like a real youkai, orahanyou in his case. With some hesitation, he finally lifted himself onto his elbows to face Kagome's fury.

To his surprise, he was met with Kagome's radiating smile before she kissed him on the nose and threw her arms around his neck for a tight embrace.

“Oh Happy Birthday, Inu Yasha!!” Kagome cried joyfully.

For a second there, Inu Yasha nearly fell over from his own stupidity. Tilting his head to the side in an inquisitive and adorable manner, he slowly replied, “It's my birthday? That's what the special occasion was? Keh! There's nothin' special about that.” Truth be told, he had actually forgotten it was his own birthday since he didn't care much for the day and had few memories of it in the past that would be considered tolerable.

“Of course it's special you baka! It's your first youkaibirthday since we've been together and engaged!” Kagome huffed, wondering why he wasn't as excited as she was. Unless... “You don't like the breakfast I made you? Or is it you don't think all the time we spent together is special, huh?!” A frown was already making its way across her features as Kagome scooted away from Inu Yasha on the bed.

“Na-Nani?!” Inu Yasha sputtered, nearing choking on his own tongue when he hastily answered, “Oi, you know that's not what I meant, Kagome. I love the breakfast you made for me and I LOVE you even more!!”

To prove his point, Inu Yasha pulled a glowering Kagome into his awaiting lap and settled them against the headboard with the food tray placed in front of them. He then proceeded to feed her some of the seafood omelet she made until she relented and accepted his olive branch.

Their morning spat was long forgotten as they enjoyed breakfast in bed - Inu Yasha inhaling his extra large bowl of chicken flavoured ramen while Kagome ate the omelette and toast. He was nearly finished eating the rice and miso soupwhen Kagome shift in his lap to face him.

“I'm really glad you liked one of your birthday presents, Inu Yasha.” Kagome smiled as she stroked his cheek with the back of her curled index finger.

“Really? So this is only oneof my presents?” Inu Yasha asked, quirking an eyebrow up as he pulled her closer to him.

“Umm hmm...” Kagome giggled when Inu Yasha nuzzled her jaw.

“So what are my OTHER presents then? You know I can't stand surprises, not when they concern you.” Inu Yasha huskily whispered into her ear, licking its shell and sucking the rim. “I'ma veryimpatient hanyou...why don't you give me a hint, ne?” Just to further persuade her, he tightened his grip on her slim waist and ground his hips into her suggestively.

“Ohhh... I guess a little HINT wouldn't hurt...” Kagome airily breathed and proceeded to fully straddle his hips. “Especially not when...”

“RING, RING, RING!”

“RING, RING, RING!” The shrilling of his phone instantly brought Inu Yasha out of his pleasant reverie, causing him to nearly land faced first on the floor of his office. Thanks to his youkai reflects though, he properly righted himself before the tragedy struck.

“NANI?!!!!” Inu Yasha snarled into the intercom of his phone, “This better be god damn important or your job is in the line of fire!”

“Sorry to interrupt you, Takainuhiko-sama,” Inu Yasha's secretary nonchalantly spoke on the other line, “I just called to remind you that you have a meeting with your brother this afternoon at one-thirty.”

“Who the hell arranged this?! I'm busy enough as it is! What the fuck could my asshole half-brother want now?” Inu Yasha roared at the poor youkai sitting outside his office.

At this point, he was frustrated beyond imaginable. He was already annoyed with the fact that Miroku had interrupted his potentially rousing, and not to mention possibly invigorating breakfast earlier this morning, but to be interrupted for a second time that day when he was fucking just daydreaming about it was infuriating to no end. Yes, some deity was out to get him today because no normal person would call at seven-thirty in the morning to ask what his favourite movie was. Yet a certain lecherous, meddlesome, and soon to be dead bouzu happened to be foolish enough to do just that. Inu Yasha was definitely going to throttle the monk turned Mecca real-estate agent when he saw him later in the afternoon.

Now to top it all off, he had a meeting with his brother too. Some birthday he was having so far.

“I believe it was Myouga-sama whom Sesshomaru-sama arranged the meeting through to discuss the Bokusenou account.”

“Whatever! Just get Myouga on the line for me!”

“Of course, Takainuhiko-sama.”

While waiting for Myouga, his personal advisor and head chairperson of Tetsusaiga Incorporation's Board of Directors, Inu Yasha anxiously rapped his claws on his desk. He fought the twitching of his left eyelid, a true sign of his agitation the longer he waited. Old family friend or not and his birthday or not, Inu Yasha was out to ripe someone's throat this morning and kami pray for the lost soul that came across his path.

Nothing in all of Japan, except for Kagome, would be able to placate him at this point. However, since he wasn't going to see her until five o'clock this evening, which was six dreadfully long hours away if by some miracle he left work on time, history would repeat itself and anything and everything within a 1000-mile radius of him would relive the bloodshed of the Sengoku Jidai.

Finally, after the fourth ring someone spoke up on the other end of the phone line.

“Inu Yasha-sama, it's so good to hear from you-“

“Cut the crap Myouga-jijii!” Inu Yasha immediately interjected, “You've got some fuckin' explaining to do before I squash you like the good-for-nothing, mangy flea that you are!!”

“W-well, ah you see, Inu Yasha-sama...”

TBC...

My apologies for any spelling or grammatical errors, but it's extremely late and I'm tire. As always R&R, onegai. Until the next chapter, ja ne...

Edit Note: I'm just doing some revisions before I can post the next chapter because otherwise there might be some inconsistencies between chapters. Please have just a little more patience with me, I'm almost done.