InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Falling For the Baby Sitter ❯ Lemons and Drama Queens ( Chapter 31 )

Kagome's eyes flew open and she choked. "Huh?"

Inu Yasha laughed as he stood up and looked at her. "Oh, geez, lighten up, would ya?"

She glared at him, and then rolled over, ignoring the pain spiking through her side as she snapped her eyes shut and clenched her jaw.

He went back over and sat back down into his chair. "Grow a sense of humor, Kagome." He propped his feet up on the bed and closed his eyes.

Kagome muttered beneath her breath, so low a person could barely hear her. "I have humor. Humor is good. I love humor. That wasn't humor. That was cruel," she ranted.

Inu Yasha grunted and moved around in his chair trying to get comfortable.

Finally fed up, she growled and stood up, grabbed Inu Yasha by the hair, and drug him onto the bed, tossing the cover up over him, before plopping down in the chair and leaning back, closing her eyes.

The jostled boy growled and looked at her. "Anyone ever tell you that you have the manners of a Neanderthal?"

She looked over at him and glared. "Anyone ever tell you, you are an ungrateful asshole?" she snapped.

Inu Yasha glared at her. "Bitch!"

"Dickhead!"

"Pain in the ass!"

"Man whore!"

Inu Yasha reached up and grabbed Kagome's face and pulled it to his and kissed her lips. Her stomach flip-flopped and her eyes flew open as she felt herself being yanked forward. He let her go and moved away from her, shocked at what he just did. She stared at him, wide-eyed and lifted a hand slowly to her lips. Inu Yasha got out of the bed and walked over to the window and looked out at the city lights, unable to speak.

Kagome's fingers brushed against her lips where his had been moments before, and she stared at him for a few moments in silence, before finally managing a meek voice. "I-Inu Yasha?"

"Kagome ...I ... I am sorry," he said as he turned and grabbed his things. "I will send Miroku and Sango up here to stay with you ...I ...I have to go." He ran to the door and went out into the hall.

She stared after him as she watched him rush out of the room. She wanted to tell him to wait, not to leave, but she couldn't even get her vocal cords to work.

Sango sat in the cafeteria making a face at Miroku and twisting a straw wrapper between her fingers.

Miroku smirked and flipped a cheerio at her. "Didn't your mother tell you that your face will freeze if you do that to much?"

Inu Yasha rushed into the cafeteria and spotted Miroku and the others. He walked over to them and placed a hand on Sango's shoulder. "I'm taking a break, do you mind going and spending time with Kagome?"

She looked up at Inu Yasha's face and frowned. "Um... sure?" she said, bewildered and stood up from the table.

He smiled and sat down next to Kouga. "Thank you, Sango."

She gave him one last glance and tramped off down the hall to Kagome's room.

Inu Yasha dropped his head down onto the table with a loud bang. "I'm tired ..." he grumbled.

Miroku eyed him and then decided to flip cheerios into his hair.

"Miroku, you are so going to be glad that you're in a hospital when I am done breaking your neck," Inu Yasha warned.

Kouga smiled and helped Inu Yasha pick the cereal from his hair. "I think you need to go home and get some rest, Inu, you're still hurt yourself."

Miroku nodded. "Yeah, go on home if you want, I think me and Sango can handle things here."

Inu Yasha growled. "I might...let me think about it for a little while."

Sango entered the hospital room to see Kagome huddled in a chair, red as fire and a hand covering her mouth. The older girl's brow furrowed and she sat down beside her, rubbing her back. "Kagome?"

Kagome's blush grew darker as she leaned against the girl. Sango brushed some hair from her face and stroked her ebony locks. "Are you ok, Hon?"

Kagome nodded slowly.

She frowned. "You ready to go home?"

The younger girl nodded again.

A soft smile spread across Sango's face. "Ok, let me get you discharged and then I'll drive you home. The guys are eating so we'll let them find out when they come back to get ya, k?"

Kagome nodded for a third time and stood up to pull on the extra set of clothes Sango had brought this morning.

After leaving the room in shambles, Sango wheeled the girl out of the hospital a while later to her own car. She discarded the chair as soon as they were out of the building and both girls got into the car while Sango started it up and headed back to the house, following Kagome's directions.

Inu Yasha sat up and leaned his head onto Kouga's shoulder. "I'm ready to go home, Kouga..."Inu Yasha muttered as he rubbed his cheek against the older man's shirt.

Kouga smiled. "Alright, Inu Yasha, we will go home."

Inu Yasha and the other guys walked down the hall towards the hospital doors.

They all looked like they had been through the wringer as they reached the car and got in. Miroku stretched out in the back seat, trying to catch a few winks of sleep as Kouga started the car and started towards home. Inu Yasha leaned his head against the glass as the memory of things that happened earlier flashed through his mind.

Sango got Kagome fully settled in and chuckled as she glanced around the living room at the piles of laundry to be folded. "You'd never be able to tell he was gay," she chuckled again as she picked up a black lacy bra and a matching thong.

Kagome groaned and walked down the hall to her room. "Remind me to model that for you when I regain my sanity."

Sango smirked and followed the girl, leaving the lacey set on the arm of the couch. "So, what happened?"

Kagome stiffened and then continued to her bed, flopping on it. "Nothing, I'm just tired and glad to be back home."

Sango's brow arched. "Home, eh?" She looked around a bit, not missing the content smile that spread across Kagome's face. "I have a feeling you're lying, but I'll let it slide. You get some rest; I'll come check on you in the morning."

Kagome nodded as she watched Sango leave, and listened for her car to peel out of the driveway. Ah... at last... a bed that didn't smell like disinfectant.

Kouga pulled into Inu Yasha's drive way and parked the car.

"Thank God, I am home," Inu Yasha said as he got out of the car.

Miroku bounded out of the car and towards the house. "I need to get a soda. Damn, it's hot out today."

Kouga waked up behind Inu Yasha and tugged at his hair. "Maybe we can have some time alone. What do you say, Inu Yasha?"

Inu Yasha smiled tiredly. "That could be arranged," he said as he went into the house and saw Miroku in his fridge. "God damn moocher, get out of my fridge!"

Miroku pouted "You wouldn't deny a man food would you, Inu?"

Inu Yasha snorted and headed back towards his room. "Do what you want, I just want my bed..."

Kouga smirked and followed Inu Yasha. "Find something to entertain yourself with, Miroku."

Inu Yasha walked into his room and lay down on the bed and buried his face into the cold fabric of his pillow. Kouga walked in and shut the door and placed himself beside the younger man "Go ahead and rest, Inu, we can wait `til later."

Kouga buried his face into his lover's raven hair and sighed heavily, trying to control himself. Inu Yasha's breath was deep and even as he slept wrapped in Kouga's arms. Kouga's hand rested on Inu Yasha's stomach and when he groaned in his sleep and rubbed up against Kouga, he bit his lip and knotted his hand into Inu Yasha's shirt. "Stop moving ..." he hissed into Inu Yasha's ear.

Inu Yasha growled in his sleep and pressed himself closer to Kouga's body. With that, Kouga lost his control and reached down and unbuttoned Inu Yasha's pants and reached inside the jeans to touch his lover and groaned. Inu Yasha, though still asleep, moaned and pushed his hips forward into Kouga's hand and mumbled.

Kouga bit down onto Inu Yasha's shoulder causing him to wake up and moan.

"Ohhh...."escaped his lips as he realized what was going on. Kouga removed his hands from Inu Yasha's jeans and rolled him over onto his back. Kouga took this opportunity to straddle Inu Yasha's hips and pull off his shirt. "We never got to finish what we started in the shower, Inu Yasha," he said in a lust ridden voice as he leaned over and captured the boy's lips in a rough kiss.

Inu Yasha's back arched into Kouga's touch and groaned into the kiss. The older male pulled back and got off the bed so he could get undressed. Inu Yasha watched and licked his lips at the sight before him and then he rushed and pulled off his clothing. Kouga walked over to the night stand and pulled out a condom and put it on.

Kouga crawled up in between Inu Yasha's knees and pushed the young man's knees up towards his chest and trapped his legs together. Inu Yasha closed his eyes and waited; he knew what was coming. Kouga pushed himself into his mate's body and groaned. Inu Yasha threw his head back in a silent howl as Kouga moved above him in a slow motion. Then that's when they heard it.

Kagome shifted in her sleep and her eyelids fluttered as the boys came in. Her dreams kept replaying over the scene she had been a part of earlier in the hospital, only in her dream, Inu Yasha didn't pull away. He pulled her into his arms and continued kissing her. "Mmnnnn..." She groaned and rolled over in her sleep, her mussed hair falling over her face, and her movements dragging her shirt low down on her chest.

Inu Yasha started tugging her forward and laying her down against the hospital bed, shifting his weight so he knelt over her. Kagome's chest heaved, short of breath, as he reached down, trailing his fingers up he inside of her thigh.

The girl opened her eyes to see the boy above her, a heated blush crossing her cheeks. His hand trailed further up her thigh and cupped the source of her heat. Kagome whimpered and bucked her hips, encouraging him to further his exploration as he dipped down to capture her mouth in a bruising kiss.

Kagome mumbled slightly in her sleep as she rolled over. "Inu Yasha..." she murmured in a low voice. In her dream he was sliding his hand up her stomach slowly, carefully avoiding her stitched side, to the cleft between her breasts, as he moved between her legs, rolling his hips forward into hers, grinding them together.

Inu Yasha pulled back from her lips, panting and lifted the gown over her head. As Kagome watched, he expertly, and swiftly, removed the rest of their clothes until he was standing over her, both dressed in the same outfit they were born in. Inu Yasha dropped back down to Kagome as he trailed kisses up the curve of her neck over the old wound of his bite, to her ear where he sucked on the lobe a bit. The girl arched her back and moaned, trying to encourage the boy further.

He dropped his lips down to brush against her left nipple, his left hand trailing down her body to the juncture of her legs he took her breast into his mouth, sucking tenderly on it and pushed a finger between her nether lips, coating his finger in the wet heat before, thrusting it into her entrance. The girl moaned ecstatically beneath him and squeezed her eyes shut tight, bucking her hips upward against his steady hand.

Inu Yasha thrust his finger into Kagome a few more times, listening as the girl beneath him mewled in whimpered in pleasure and longing. He pulled his head back from her breast and flicked his tongue against the other nipple before lifting his eyes to her face which was twisted into an intense expression.

Kagome's eyes flew open as she felt Inu Yasha remove his fingers from her heat and watched as he positioned himself between her legs. Something was different about him though. As she watched, his eyes flashed red and fangs, like the ones he had bitten her with that night at the club, slid down his chin. A wide grin spread across his features as he lowered his face at the same time as his hips. With one motion, he rocked his hips forward to thrust violently into her, and opened his gaping mouth to puncture the juncture of her neck directly over her old wound.

Kagome shot straight up in bed, belting out a bloodcurdling scream that would pierce the ears of people three states over.

Kouga stopped his motions and brushed the hair from his face. "What the hell? Who was that?" Inu Yasha groaned and bucked up against Kouga and panted. "No ..nnn...no don't stop," he begged.

Miroku darted down the hall and towards the sound of the scream. "I sure as hell know that wasn't an Inu Yasha scream." He rolled his eyes and opened Kagome's bedroom door and blinked. "Kagome...what are you doing home?"

Kagome's eyes darted over and landed on Miroku, shadows covering her features, and screamed again, backing up against the headboard of her bed, completely caught off guard. While she had been thrashing around in her bed her shirt had twisted and come undone about halfway to her navel, and her chest was heaving from the fresh memory of the nightmare.

"Kagome, calm down," Miroku said as he walked towards her slowly, "What's wrong?"

Kouga pulled out of his lover's body and Inu Yasha growled. "Kouga, damn you come back here and mother fucking finish!"

Kouga walked over and discarded the condom and grabbed a bath robe he left over and pulled it on. "I will be back in a minute, Inu, I am going to see what is going on." Inu Yasha flopped back onto the bed and let a string of curses fly as Kouga walked out of the room.

She relaxed a bit as she recognized Miroku. "Oh, gods..." she panted heavily, her brow damp with sweat. "It's just you." She pushed away from the head board and put her feet down onto the soft carpeted floor.

Miroku blinked as he looked at her. "What's wrong? Are you in pain?" he asked as Kouga walked up behind him and looked over his shoulder at the girl.

"Kagome why are you home?" Kouga asked as he tied the bath robe.

Kagome glanced from Miroku to Kouga and shivered as a breeze blew across her, making her very obviously cold with the way her shirt was hanging open. She blinked and looked down, noticing the chill, and shrieked. "Lechers!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed and shoved them out of the door, clasping her shirt together.

Kouga looked at her in disbelief. "Kagome, have you forgotten I'm not interested in women?" He then reached out and covered the pervert's eyes with his hands. "He, on the other hand, is a lecher."

Miroku growled. "Do you mind, I was enjoying the view there? Besides, you're a lecher, too, Kouga, not like you weren't getting laid a few minutes ago."

Kagome froze for a minute at Miroku's words then snapped her eyes to narrowed slits, acting as if it hadn't fazed her. She grabbed Miroku by the ear and drug him into her room, slamming the door shut behind her, saying, "I'll show you view!"

Kouga raised a brow and walked back to Inu Yasha's room, figuring he could finish what he started, but to his surprise, found Inu Yasha dressed like he was going out for a jog. "Where are you going, Inu Yasha?" he asked.

Inu Yasha shoved past him and down the hall. "Where does it look like I'm going? I'm gonna take a run," he snapped back at Kouga.

He watched Inu Yasha walk down the hall. "But, Inu, we didn't..." before he could finish, Inu Yasha spun around and glared him down.

"Yeah, I know, and we aren't going to, so if you want any, I advise you to fuck yourself!"

And with that, Inu Yasha barged out the front door, leaving a hurt Kouga behind.

Miroku plastered himself against the wall. "Whoa, Kagome, I was just teasing."

Kagome glared straight at Miroku. "Soooo, letch, did you get an eyeful?"

He blinked. "I was kidding, Kagome, I was pissed at Kouga calling me a lecher. I am sorry," he said as he watched her face.

Her face softened and she smiled slightly. "Eh, it's ok, I was just a little jostled from waking up from that nightmare, and then having two guys get a full view of my THO."

He chuckled. "Well, I'm still sorry anyway."

Kagome's nose twitched and she huffed, flopping back on her bed, buttoning a few buttons back up on her shirt. "At least, it wasn't a nightmare till he grew fangs and fucking bit me again," she murmured, her hand lifting to brush against her neck where the wound was still healing. Something slick came in contact with her fingers, and when she pulled her hand back she found red blood coating her nails. She must have reopened it while she was thrashing around.

Miroku sat down in the floor and looked up at Kagome. "Are we having nightmares?"

Kagome blushed as the memory of the nightmare rushed over. Her entire body turned a shade or two of scarlet. "Ehhhhh...."

The boy raised a brow. "Not a nightmare then, huh?"

She turned a deeper shade of red and curled her knees up to her chest, muttering something incoherent.

Miroku watched her closely. "You wanna talk about it?"

Inu Yasha could probably see the glow from her blush by now. "No!" she squeaked. "That's ok!"

He laughed. "Ok, I won't press the matter any further."

She grumbled a few times. "Whatever you say, punk."

He rolled his eyes. "Don't grumble at me, I asked and you didn't want to talk about it." He stood up and brushed his pants off.

Inu Yasha bolted down the drive way, ignoring the stabbing pain coming from his side; he had to run. Running always cleared his head, always got rid of his problems. His feet pounded the pavement as he sped up the pace. He ran down the street as fast as he could. He had to run, he had to get away, but what he was running from, he didn't know.

Kouga went back to Inu Yasha's room and lay down on the bed, knowing full well that he fucked up big time.

Kagome sighed irritably and swung her legs off of the bed, storming over to her closet and yanking out her portable CD player, a black sweatshirt and some red running pants. "Yea, yea, I get it. Ok, now get so I can change." She walked over to her dresser and pulled out a sports bra and tossed it on the bed.

Miroku looked at her. "I don't think you need to go anywhere, you're still hurt."

She pretended she didn't hear him and took out a pair of comfy Jane boxers, tossing them on the bed as well. She unbuttoned her shirt, turning away from him and tossed it into the corner of the bed room, and reached for the black sports bra, slipping it over her head.

He turned his head and looked away from her. "Did you hear me, Kagome?"

Turning around, she arched a brow, picking the brush up off of her nightstand and brushed her hair up into a high ponytail. "I'm fine, Miroku."

"You almost died and you say your fine!" he yelled out.

She flinched at his tone and backed up a step.

"Stay in bed, Kagome, or I will have Inu and Kouga help me tie you down," her wary friend warned.

Her face stiffening, she chucked the brush onto the bed and turned around, untying the waist of her pants. "I'm not wearing any underwear, Miroku, so unless you want to be mooned, get out," she said stiffly as she pushed her pants over her hips.

Miroku opened her door and yelled out, "Kouga, Inu, come and help me knock Kagome out!"

Her shoulders stiffened and she kicked her pants off to the side slipping the femme-boxers on, as well as her sweat pants. She shot a glare over her shoulder and turned, looping the arms of the sweater around her waist and hooked the CD player to her belt, draping her headphones around her neck.

Kouga walked out of Inu Yasha's bedroom and towards Kagome's. "Kagome, get back in bed," Kouga said as he saw her getting ready to leave.

She tugged her tennis shoes on over her socks and walked over to the window, sliding it open and swinging her legs over the sill. She turned and winked at them, waggling her fingers in a taunting wave. "Ta, Ta!" she said cheerfully and dropped to her feet, taking off in a dead run as soon as she hit the ground, ignoring the throbbing pain in her side, dulled by the pain killers Sango forced into her before she left.

Kouga walked over to the window and looked out. "You know, if you're well enough to do this, you're well enough to get the kids when you get back," he said as he shut the window.

She flipped the headphones up over her ears and took off down the driveway, and as soon as she hit the road, she slowed into a softer jog, listening as Hoobastank blasted in her ears.