InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ different shades of black ❯ free time (part one-the boys) ( Chapter 7 )

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************* Inuyasha *****************

The silver haired Hanyou, opened the door to his apartment, and threw the keys on the closest piece of furniture, which happened to be a large automan.

With a sigh, he turned to head toward the second bedroom, to find, Lilly. She was a 12 year old girl from down the hall, who helped him a lot, after school.

He could never make it home, before 5 during the week. And that just wasn't expectable. And about a year ago, he had enlisted her help.

She was reading a book when he stepped into the room. He always scared her, since he was always abnormally quite, when he came home.

The fact he constantly wore black and had a `don't-mess-with-me' vibe about him as well as multiple peirsings, and t-shirts with graphic death scenes imprinted on them, was NOT the reason, she was scared of him. She was MORE then used to it.

"How is he doing?" He said as he stepped toward a miniature bed.

With the ever shaky smile she had when she was around Inuyasha, she looked from the book to Inuyasha to the bed

"Just fine sir. He was a bit late from school, but he said the bus driver lost the address. This is a new school for him remember."

Even though they had lived in the apartment for almost 2 years now, both Inuyasha and the child curled up on the bed, had been to 3 different schools

But the girl wasn't saying it, for the fact the young boy was late…

"Pfft. He's strong. He'll manage, like he always does.He'll just befriend someone into giving him Pocky, or some other crap he shouldn't have" Inuyasha said while giving the preteen the all-knowing-eye. As if to say `like you!'

Lilly couldn't look Inuyasha in the eye but found enough courage to mumble "yeah, kinda like you and Ramen" Ignoring, the fact that she DID in fact, bring him Pocky at least twice a week.

Inuyasha heard the comment, but ignored it. It had been a very long day. And it was going to be a very long weekend.

He sighed and looked at the sleeping figure "how long has he been out?"

"Um… not more the 2 chapters of my book, so, like half an hour." She said gesturing to the hard cover of `Lemony Snickets, a series of unfortunate events, book the fifth, The Austere Academy'

He nodded and creeped out of the room before Lilly noticed he was gone, then she scurried into the hallway after him.

"There is some tomato soup on the stove which my mamma, made" she said as she pulled on her coat.

"Um, yeah. Great." He said looking at the tasteless, bubbling liquid, which was situated on the stove top. "Here" he said and handed her an envelope, with her pa inside.

"What! This is too much sir. It's 200 dollars!"

"Yeah. Well, it's close to Christmas and all, and I don't wanna buy you a present… just take it, ok?"

She smiled and blushed. When Inuyasha tried to be nice, it never came out right, but she knew that he was trying, which mattered to the little girl. He was like her brother. No, more like a very scary Uncle, which you liked, but didn't want to be around much.

"Thanks. Um, I'll see you on Monday?"

"Keh, whatever" he said and trudged back into the second bedroom, as she silently closed the door. He still heard it click when she closed it, though.

He tip-toed into the bedroom, and kneeled down by the tiny bed.

With a deep rumbling growl, which always comforted the child, he started to pet the child's head.

The young boy, who was straight faced, when Inuyasha had walked in, now looked contented, and as happy as a 4 year old should, just because of the nearness of the Hanyou.

Inuyasha had a smile that mimicked the child's, because of his own contented state.

With a quick peck on the young boy's forehead he turned to leave. Reached for the light switch and whispered "Good night Shippou"

************* Miroku *************

With a heavy sigh, Miroku pulled the latch on his car door, and stepped out.

Taking a breath of the thick down-town air, he closed his eyes, in a form on retreat.

This past couple of weeks has been murder, literally.

He not only had been training Kagome, but had a lot more on his plate.

He had the beautiful Sango to contented with. He had showed her a side of him, he never wanted to show to a women. The side that was weak. He was slightly mad at Inuyasha for giving him the `Ashley news' in front if the girls.

--she is NEVER gonna want me know. She would want the person who's sworn to protect her to be completely strong. Not just physically. I wouldn't be surprised if she wants me to erase her memories after all so she can just to forget about me. Kami dammit-

He winced at his thoughts, and opened his eyes. He trudged forward into the night. Toward the one place he found solace. "The Horror House "

A club Inuyasha had originally introduced him to.

As he made his way in front of the huge lineup, he smiled at the bouncer by the door.

"Hey, Toby. Wanna let me in?"

The large bouncer looked at Miroku, and held out his hand in a hand shake and slapped him on the shoulder "YO! M-man. T'sup? Ya sure boi, juz go in. But, ah, this time, lets see if we can go through the night WITHOUT women leaving here complaining about you,. K bro?" He said with a laugh.

Miroku stepped half-way in and slightly turned ,with a knowing grin "not ALL of them complain. The ones that stay never have" he said and gave a knowing wink to the bouncer who responded with a laugh.

Miroku side stepped the dance floor, which was right at the door to three quarters of the way in. And completely packed.

He made a bee-line to the bar, and ordered a suffering bastard with vodka. --fitting!- he thought with a frown, and slowly walked with his drink to the back of the club.

It was nearly completely dark, and was heavy with couples making out, and some that were moaning, with the sound of going beyond just making out.

He sat at a fairly secluded round-booth-like table in the far corner. It was `his' table. And stared into his drink - why did I even come here tonight? I'm not really into this scene, right now. Just the drinks - he thought and let his mind wander.

As he stared deeply into the amber liquid before him, he leaned forward, setting his elbows to each side of the tumbler.

His thoughts were a swirl, like the liquid before him. - Why does Naraku, want to evade the western hemisphere, when he's the ruler of the eastern? Wouldn't it be easier to take over the `aboveground' of the eastern hemisphere? HE wouldn't have to worry about a rival in evil, with Inuyasha's family -

That question had plagued Miroku for the past couple of months. And there had been multiple spies trying to find out. That was one of Ashley's many assignments.

With a long-suffering sigh, he went back to the more pressing matter of finishing off his drink, and let his mind rest for the night - I can't think of Naraku ALL the time… especially when there are much more beautiful people that I would rather be thinking about…or just to be with right now, but Sango wouldn't want me there. Wait, not Sango. I'm in a club with many beautiful women. Why am I dwelling on Sango? Baka. You know why…--

He took a sip of his drink but then just let it sit. He was too tired, to drink.

He was too tired to flirt…amazingly.

And mostly he was very tired of living the hell he was in.

While he was a million miles away in thoughts, a young woman approached Miroku and was waiting for him to notice her, or at least make the slightest eye-contact.

Since he hadn't she decided to approach him. He was the best-looking man, who wasn't frenching someone, in the club.

"Hey there handsome! Wanna dance?" she bellowed over the loud music.

At first, her voice didn't reach him, until she bent over and brushed her hand over his leg.

He started at first. When he finally saw her,with a smile he though - this may be good therapy.-- "I would love to dance with such a gorgeous girl as yourself" he smiled. But it was a lie. He would love to dance with Sango. He only was semi-interested in dancing with her.

As he got up, he reached for her hand, set it on his shoulder and sauntered through the crowd toward the floor.

He turned around and slowly ground himself into her. The music pulsing. His heart racing.

-- Therapy - he thought as he reached for her left leg and rose it to brush his hip - Therapy. That's all she is --

He nuzzled her neck and closed his eyes, picturing someone completely different that was wiggling to the music, in his arms.

As he did he got aroused. With a moan, he slowly ground his hips into the young women, who whimpered her reaction.

His other hand was snaking from her neck down to her nether regions, and cupped her ass.

"Wanna go back to the table?" she whispered. Snapping him out of his dream. He was shocked to hear someone else's voice to those words, and looked in her eyes

They had pure lust in them. - Therapy -- "yes. That sounds lovely" he replied letting her leg travel back to the floor.

She smiled and reached for the hand that was holding her left leg, and walked with him to the table.

She took the drink he had and downed the rest. "You're too up-tight. Need me to massage out your tension?" she said looking at his hair, and playing with a few tufts that had managed out of his low ponytail.

"That is not needed, but thank you for the offer, my back is fine"

"You don't understand" her hand was on his thigh, walking up toward the joint of his thigh and stomach "do you want me to massage you?… I never mentioned your back"

Miroku turned slightly pink, which no one in the club could see, because of the dark atmosphere. -therapy--

"I…" before he could say another word in polite protest her hand had reached the spot in which she was implying.

His jaw dropped and the young woman took advantage of that, and slammed her mouth on to his lips, letting her tongue trail through out his warm mouth.

Her hand was roughly rubbing his sensitive area, and she was kissing him very roughly.

This wasn't what he wanted right now. He wanted to make love, right now. Not fuck.

--Not hot, Not rough, Sango wants…wait, this isn't her. Kami, it…it's therapy--

His entire life lately was rough… this shouldn't be. But he allowed this to continue - Therapy -

He kissed back. Letting the anger out in his kiss. He was past nipping at lips, he was biting her bottom lip. Tasting her blood that came from his puncture wounds, but didn't allow her to flinch away.

She responded. She started to grab at him. His hair, his neck, and his shirt with the one hand. The other was working at the buckle of his jeans.

She had succeeded in undoing the annoying contraption that held his pants up, and zipped the front down roughly. Her hand was inside his boxers stroking him.

He moaned at the passion she gave him. And at the anger he was letting out in the kiss. He was pulling at her hair, allowing himself this "therapy"

She pulled away from the kiss in protest, and kissed her way down his chest. Her head kissed the indent in his shirt which she was sure was his navel, and kissed past that.

He didn't want games. If he couldn't take this slow with whom he wanted right now… he wasn't gonna just fuck of be fucked… people were gonna give him what he wanted. Even if it was wrong.

He felt wrong. He felt Angry. And for the first time, knowing what the girl was going to do. Knowing what he was going to do, he felt sick. He didn't even know her name

She let her mouth cover his now firm, and hot arousal. Licking gingerly under the shaft.

But this was too close to `love-making'. It was too slow for him.

Miroku looked around, making sure no person could see the two, and twined his fingers in her hair. Her lifter her head off then rammed it back on his shaft. Nearly to the base. Then back up

She gasped for air, and gagged when he pushed her down again. He kept her there for a few extra seconds and pulled her back up.

She scratched at his legs, which only around him further, and kept at his ministrations.

The entire time keeping as quite as possible.

He could feel himself at the brink and pulled her off.

There wasn't a way in hell he was going to allow some girl that he had just met, make him so aroused he would cum for her within a few minutes.

He was ashamed at making the girl gag, and gasp for air, as well. He didn't want to force her to swallow his essence.

She looked at him quizzically as he stuffed himself back into the undone jeans as quickly as he could.

"That's it? Obviously you're a man who needs it. You should come back to my place"

Miroku was a little more then shocked at her response.

"Nah… I need to go… I stuff to do. Thanks anyways" he couldn't look her in the eye. He had never forced someone on him like that.

He had never taken it so rough.

He wanted out of here.

He moved through the crowded club, out of its pounding music, and away from its temptations.

He gasped for air, much like the girl in the club did, when he reached outside. It was like it suffocated him. But he continued to walk toward his car.

As he crawled into the driver's seat, he slammed the door shut, and plopped his head back on the rest and bore holes in the ceiling. - Damn drunken clubbing therapy -

With that he pulled into reverse and got the hell out of there.

With the slightest whisper, which shocked himself. "I'm sorry Sango"

***********Inuyasha***********

The Hanyou paced the floor. Tonight was "THE" night.

When the phone rang he picked it up and barked a loud "what?"

Miroku who was stunned at his friends more then usually, abrupt nature relied the same with a "what? What the hell? What's the matter with you?"

"Looked at a calendar lately, Houshi?"

It dawned on Miroku with that statement "oh, right. Hence why I didn't see you at `The Horror House' tonight.

"You know I don't go there that much anymore. And yeah… that's why you didn't see me anywhere"

"I see. Well then what are you doing tonight?"

"Does it matter? No. but for your pathetic information, nothing. Spending time with Shippou when he gets up"

"How is he? I mean with the new school and all"

"Fine. He's adapting like any true youkai would"

"Right. And has Kikyo…"

"DON'T you DARE bring her up. You know that!"

"I know, but I mean… she IS his mother, you would think the bitch would show up sooner or later"

"yeah you'd think so, wouldn't ya" with a snort at the thought of his ex girlfriend doing anything motherly, or related to children, he continued " you'd also think, she wouldn't have betrayed all of us, but I guess that's what sluts who are full time bitches do"

Inuyasha sighed and sat down with the cordless phone in hand.

Miroku who was know at home was lying on the couch heard the anguish in his friends voice.

"Never mind about her. Shippou and I will survive" Inuyasha chided.

"I know. That's not what I meant. Kami, never mind. Did you tell Kagome, about the new moon and you?"

"No. I don't think it would be good to mention the weaknesses of her protector, ya know? And anyways, how would I tell her?" in a high squeaky voice Inuyasha joked "um, Kagome, um, yeah, I know I'm supposed to be protecting you with my life, and all. But um, on the new moon, I'm as useless as cardboard'" BAH!"

Miroku laughed "it's not as bad as you think Inuyasha. But yeah, I know what you mean my the weaknesses of a protector thing"

"Eh?"

"Never mind. It's not important.Listent, I'll let you go. Actually I'm pretty tired. I guess I'll see you tomorrow night? Don't do anything stupid tonight Inuyasha. Remember, Naraku can't know,…"

"Yeah yeah…he can't know my dirty little secret. Shut up! What?, you think I'm a pup, who doesn't know this shit already? Good night Houshi. And yeah, I'll see you tomorrow"

With a click, the line went dead and Miroku looked at the receiver and thought - that boy needs a girlfriend -

Inuyasha on the other side thought -that boy needs a girlfriend-

But audibly "well at least tonight the black hair works with the look"

A tiny voice from the doorframe commented "and you don't have your ears"

Inuyasha smiled and turned to Shippou "I'm starting to think the ears are a good thing" he said with a blush which Shippou missed, since he was rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Why?"

"No reason, runt. I can change my mind if I want to. And why did you go to bed so early, no your up, when you should be asleep, since it's past your bedtime"

"I knew you stay up late on this might,, and I wanted to stay with you. I'm the only demon in the apartment, so somebody needs to protect you"

Inuyasha cocked his head to the side.

He didn't know if he should thump the child in the head for that comment or smile at his thoughtfulness.

He thumped Shippou on the head.

"Oi, just don't expect And Pocky from me. AND you still have to get up early tomorrow. No sleeping in."

"YAY!. I get to stay up with daddy, I get to stay up with daddy…" he sang as he pranced around the room.

Inuyasha smiled and turned on the TV, in preparation for a long night.

Shippou fell asleep within an hour

Inuyasha fell asleep in two hours.

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