InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forever Mine ❯ To Cry Wolf ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha… *sad* I'll get you next time!!!

 

Recap: Early morning rose, forcing Koga to leave from work. He rushed off to a meeting with none other than a former acquaintance, Lord Sesshomaru, whom leaft him with no choice other than to allow him to drive Koga home. At Koga's house “things” get a little friendlier then he intended.

 

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Forever Mine

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Claws scraped lightly teasingly along the wall of his awareness. Breathing, light and calm sounded just within his hearing. A wall of light pinks and greens assaulted his vision as he lay sniffing. So real it all was so serene. His eyes looked up and there was someone familiar watching something off to one side at whatever had chosen to draw near. This person, Sesshomaru, seemed mesmerized by the sight. Koga turned about to rest his ear near the others heart and was greeted by the soothing sound. Sesshomaru was dressed not in a business suit but the attire of a lord and he, Koga, wore the garb of a lesser demon, a pack leader. He felt honored to be in this other male's presence, as if a gift were bestowed upon his door.

 

The other shifted slightly to accommodate him. The glowing world seemed unnatural yet natural all the same, though only the smell of the taiyoukai flooded his senses. The only natural thing was below him now, stroking his hair and drowning out all reason and doubt. The light chirruping of something nearby made the fuzzy world dissolve slowly around him. Still the smell remained, soothing him.

 

~The Truth~

 

He yawned, one eye slitting open to stare at the disturbance of such a nice dream. Silk caressed his face as peered around only to spot the blinking cell phone on the table beside him. His cell was quietly chirping away, yet the annoyance it caused his sharp hearing was enough to wake him. He grabbed it, pressed the talk button and placed it to his ear. “Hello?” he asked, his words slightly muffled due to his current position and the silk.

 

“Sorry, if I disturbed you, but the client that was supposed to come here today for the meeting had to cancel. He said he'd call you as soon as possible to set up a different date,” his secretary's voice said.

 

“Thank you for letting me know that. I may not be in today if that is the case. I have some shopping that needs to be done,” Koga replied burying his nose into the fabric as he listened.

 

“And if anyone needs to speak with you?”

 

“Have them leave a message, name and number. I'll try to call or stop in sometime to see what messages have been left for me,” he answered, his words barely understandable.

 

“Ok, I'll be sure to do that Mr. Hayashi, goodbye.” The secretary hung up then and Koga did the same setting the phone on the table once more. He then placed his arm back where he had pulled it from. He wanted to go back to sleep, back to the dream that seemed so real yet not, even though he could not remember what it had been about.

 

“I thought you didn't want to cross any boundaries,” The smooth voice rolled over Koga pulling him fully to awareness and realization of who he was holding. He tensed slightly until he felt those thin hands messaging the muscles in his back. “How much longer do you want me to stay?”

 

“I told you last night that it was up to you unless you pushed your luck,” Koga replied, now almost fully relaxed. He flicked his tail slightly in response to a particular pleasing circle near his spine causing a chuckle from the male below him. “Last time I saw you, you were missing an arm. Weren't you?”

 

“Yes, I was. I did a favor for an elderly witch and she helped restore that which I had lost.” Silence followed a calm, subtle silence of understanding. Thin fingers traced their way along Koga's back, the claws gently scraping the fabric that blocked them. Koga shivered his tail reacted as well, swishing over to his other side.

 

“Can I…see?” Koga asked sitting up and stretching some, his tail raising up as he did. He regretted asking almost immediately. Sesshomaru smiled and sat up slowly unbuttoning his shirt then opening it wide. Koga growled inwardly realizing he was being baited but allowed curiosity to get the better of him. He helped the taiyoukai remove the shirt from the arm in question. His claws lightly touched the skin then his hand. Yes, it was indeed there alright. He jumped as he felt his own shirt being unbuttoned and backed away a bit. A blush touched his cheeks though went unnoticed by the other.

 

“You look uncomfortable,” Sesshomaru explained. Allowing the taiyoukai to continue, Koga looked away, berating himself inwardly for his inattentiveness. The shirt slipped down his arms. A tug at his waist forced Koga to look back at Sesshomaru and growl warningly. He attempted to rise but somehow ended up falling off the couch onto the floor. One of his arms was trapped beneath him while the other was bound by cloth. Little stars danced in front his eyes to the waltz then Sesshomaru's smiling face appeared.

 

“You would find this amusing,” Koga whispered. His arms were still trapped. “You know, you could help…” Already Koga knew that what he said would instantly be twisted around in his state of helplessness.

 

“With…?” the taiyoukai asked accompanied by that same tug. Again the wolf leader growled threateningly. “You know, your threats don't seem as potent from this position.” Sesshomaru grew closer with each word until he was nearly nose to nose with Koga. Koga continued to growl until Sesshomaru cut it off with a kiss. Something wet brushed up against his lips causing a slight gasp before it entered. Sesshomaru allowed his body to cover Koga and gave a slight thrust. The okami attempted to growl but it came out as more of a moan. Somehow one of Koga's clawed hands came free and gently grabbed the taiyoukai's shoulder. He didn't push away nor did he pull the other male closer instead he waited. The one to pull away first was Sesshomaru. “I'm surprised, shouldn't you be trying to kill me?” he asked, smirking.

 

“It isn't necessary. Why did you stay? What, did you want or did you just expect something to happen? What's your motive?”

 

“If I told you, would you let me take this farther?”

 

“No. Even if you don't tell me, I won't let you take this any farther,” Koga replied, pushing slightly to indicate he wanted to get up. Being a youkai that does not give up so easily, Sesshomaru did not relent.

 

“Why not?” he asked, simply.

 

Grinning like a natural predator, Koga replied, “I'm more of an alpha male than a female.” He could see Sesshomaru blush suddenly in realization.

 

“I see. Will I still see you on Thursday then?”

 

“Of course, why would you not?” Koga asked in reply.

 

“Nevermind, I'm glad,” Sesshomaru replied, finally allowing the wolf demon to rise. Koga almost instantly got up and was about to put his shirt back on. “Don't…I wasn't lying when I said you looked uncomfortable wearing that.” Koga gave a glare over his shoulder. “Please, don't?”

 

Giving an exasperated sigh, he gave in. “Fine.” He removed the shirt tossing it over the arm of the sofa. Unable to settle yet, he walked away into the kitchen. He turned only to see Sesshomaru following. “Wait in the there, I'll be back,” he said, heading up a set of stairs leading to the second floor. After rounding a corner at the top, he turned a sharp left and opened and walked through the door. A hot bath was already ready for him.

 

He assumed the maid he hired to come over every afternoon had made it for him, she probably had just left. Taking a peek at the green glowing numbers of his watch, he confirmed his suspicion. Two o'clock she probably left half an hour ago, he thought. Once he closed the door, he removed the last articles of clothing, along with his watch, and slipped into the hot water. Maybe it was only a few moments ago. I'll have to ask if she overheard anything, he thought. He sighed relaxing, for now. There'd be time for interrogation later on, maybe even tomorrow. Thin fingers lightly weaved their way over his chest.

 

“Am I going to have to train you to obey?” the wolf demon asked grinning.

 

“You think you can?” the silky voice asked, his hands had stopped in their progress. The voice did indeed belong to Sesshomaru and further proof was the face that appeared just within his sight, though upside down. The taiyoukai appeared intrigued slightly.

 

“Oh I think I could do more then train you,” Koga growled. “Especially with all that you've done so far.” Sesshomaru's eyes widened as though he had caught on to what Koga was plotting. “You look surprised.” The taiyoukai's face turned a light pink color as he issued a frustrated growl before disappearing from view. Koga was the quicker. He leapt up, grabbed the others arm and gently pulled him closer. “You already came all this way, why not join me?” the wolf demon asked, grinning devilishly. The other sighed and removed his own articles of clothing before he too slipped into the hot water.

 

Koga watched grinning and almost completely relaxed. Sesshomaru seemed tense at first but quickly became lax in the warm water. The water soothed the tension in his muscles but made him quite vulnerable. Koga eased over and whispered little things into his ear. It started out at as nothing but soon just the light breeze itself made Sesshomaru squirm. Sesshomaru turned his face away, a big mistake. “I thought you didn't want to continue this.” Koga smiled as he began to nibble the most sensitive part of Sesshomaru's neck. The taiyoukai realized his mistake a little too late and found that he could not get out of it.

 

“Come now, who do you think I am?” Koga replied, allowing the other some time to breathe and think. “Of course I'm not going to sit around and be your female not without a fair fight that is.” He ran his tongue over a fang. Seeing the action, Sesshoumaru shivered visibly.

 

“It's a fight you want?” Sesshomaru asked raising an eyebrow. “I think I will win hands down,” he growled, lifting up slightly on the edge of the tub.

 

“We'll see,” Koga replied, propping himself up with an elbow. Sesshomaru glared angrily at nothing particular before leaving the warm water. “What don't want to stay and play?” A towel suddenly hit the okami's face. Surprised but still grinning, he snatched the towel before it could fall and climbed out of the tub as well. Sesshomaru quickly wrapped the towel about his midsection and picked up his articles of clothing.

 

“Maybe, this isn't such a good idea,” he said suddenly. Koga stood stock still allowing a confused glance which changed almost immediately. His eyes traveled over Sesshomaru's thin figure. Noticing this, the taiyoukai rolled his eyes and stepped out of the bathroom.

 

“Wait, what's not a good idea?” Koga called out, immediately following after.

 

“Tempting you,” Sesshomaru replied, looking a little uneasy all of a sudden. “Especially since you have company.” Koga gave a confused glance before walking ahead of Sesshomaru and heading down the stairs. Sniffing lightly he picked up an unfamiliar scent he hadn't noticed before. He stopped midway down the stairs as a voice reached his ear. He couldn't place where he had heard the voice before.

 

“Joyce?” he asked, already knowing the voice didn't belong to his maid. Two pairs of feet scrambled from what sounded like the kitchen chairs and two faces appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

 

“Sorry, I brought a friend to help me with the cleaning you don't have to pay her. Sorry I stayed extra time but she wanted a tour. Please forgive me,” Joyce stammered all at once. Koga raced forward suddenly scaring causing Joyce to raise her arms in an attempt to shield her face from harm.

 

~Moments earlier~

 

One o'clock, Mikha thought. She gulped and looked around before reaching up to knock on the backdoor. The car out front had looked so familiar that she had almost lost her nerve. “Bah, she told me to be here at one o'clock so I'm here!” she berated, herself, glaring at the door as though it were at fault. Rustling up her courage, she knocked on the large intimidating door. The door swung open very slowly causing her to panic and look around for somewhere to hide. She knew it was a bad idea, and now she was going to be killed for her insolence, just like in the movies. She could almost see the monster lurking in the depths of the house ready to pounce. The monster would be a huge, ten-foot creature with fangs as big as her arm and liquid poison dripping from its fur and blood-soaked teeth. The mass of black fur would retreat from its huge blood red eyes that peered into her soul hungry for her flesh.

 

“Ah, you're here!” a petite woman called happily. “At first I thought you wouldn't come. Come on in! I absolutely have to show you around but be quiet the master is sleeping.” Mikha breathed a sigh of relief.

 

“Hey Joyce!” the girl said, relief lacing her features.

 

“What did you think was answering? A ten foot monster with black fur, red eyes and poisonous fangs as big as your arm?” she asked cheerfully.

 

“Something, like that,” Mikha answered, smiling a bit embarrassed.

 

“Silly, come on in. I still have some work to do, but I can give you a tour afterwards,” Joyce said, inviting the other girl in. Mikha bowed before strolling inside.

 

“Can I help?” she asked.

 

“Sure, just don't go into the living room.”

 

“Cool, I'll start on the kitchen!” Mikha replied, giving a salute and getting to work on the dishes.

 

“Okies, I'll be around if you need me. Well upstairs mainly but anywho…hehe,” Joyce said, blushing slightly. Mikha nodded to show she had heard as she tested the water to make sure it was hot enough. She picked up the first dish once the sink was full enough and started scrubbing. Once clean she rinsed it and set it in the strainer that rested within the twin of the sink she used for dish water. Repeating the process over and over was tiring but well worth it to help her friend out, especially considering how long they had been friends for. Mikha had heard a lot about the “master” of the house but was told that it was unwise to get to know him. Her eyes narrowed as a familiar aura washed over her. Where had she felt it before? She shook her head as she finished the last dish and wandered to the nearby closet. She opened it and realized almost instantly that it wasn't a closet. A dark look crossed her features before a voice whispered. “The closet's over there hun.” Mikha spun around and breathed a sigh realizing it was only Joyce.

 

“Thanks,” she whispered, trying to be quiet as well. She turned and walked towards the backdoor and looked both ways before she spotted it. “Ah” was all she could say as she walked up to and opened the closet door. She frowned scrutinizing the supplies. Finally, she grabbed a bottle, a bucket, the mop and a broom. Propping the mob and broom up against something in the kitchen once more she moved to the sink again. She placed the bucket inside squirted a little of the gel like substance into the bucket and adjusted the water before leaving it to fill for a couple of minutes. She took the bottle to the nearby table and returned to the bucket shutting the hot water off before walking away. Grabbing the broom she began sweeping and what she could. Abandoning the sweeping she decided to move the chairs and table so she could sweep underneath it. Joyce appeared with the extra broom and something to collect the dirt and finished up in short time. “Sorry,” Mikha said, blushing. “I'm kinda slow…”

 

“It's ok I know the house a little better so it's expected when you're not used to house to be a little slow. I just thought I'd help you out some in between my laundry duty and other odds he has me do.” Joyce then disappeared down an almost unnoticeable set of stairs not giving Mikha time to reply. Mikha shrugged and grabbed the bucket pulling it up and over before setting it on the floor. She started where the table had been so she could move it and the chairs back then finished up in almost no time. She looked to her watch and her jaw dropped it had almost been an entire hour.

 

“Okies, I'm done. Shall I give you that tour now?” Mikha nodded and followed. Joyce started with the stairs she had just returned from explaining that it led down to the basement where the laundry room was. Then she led the way upstairs and told about the rooms and blushed when she stopped at the “master's” room. “This is the master's room, here.”

 

“Can we go in and see?” Mikha asked.

 

“I'm sure it wouldn't hurt,” Joyce replied, leading the way in. “He hardly ever sleeps in here though, so I take care of the house and sometimes stay here when he's away.” Mikha's eyes lit up when she saw the king-sized bed. She rushed over then twisted around and fell back onto it, sighing contently. Joyce rushed over and joined her and both cracked into near silent giggles. A loud thud sounded downstairs but the two ignored it. After a while the two calmed and sighed at exactly the same time.

 

“Do you think he'll be mad?” Mikha asked.

 

“No, he usually isn't.” A door opened and closed then, startling the two. They jumped up then paused as the sound came again. Mikha gulped before cautiously opening the door. No one was there. She then turned to the worried looking Joyce.

 

“No one's there,” the girl told the maid before waltzing out. They both, silently as possible, hurried down the hall and towards the stairs. Mikha stopped and pressed her ear to the closed door just at the end of the hall noting that there were voices on the other side. They sounded very familiar. Joyce grabbed her hand and dragged her down the stairs. Both girls were trying not to laugh. They stopped at the kitchen table and both pooled themselves into one of the four chairs conveniently waiting for them. “Wow, I guess they woke up…?”

 

“Yea, that was close,” Joyce looked at her watch and realized the time. “It's a little past two o'clock. He's not going to be happy about paying me extra. I'll tell him not too but he'll prolly do it anyway.” Mikha frowned.

 

“I'm sorry. I hope you don't get into trouble,” she replied sinking against the table.

 

“Joyce?” a voice called. The two girls jumped up and rushed to see who was coming down the stairs. The aura pounded down shocking her into recognition. She stared at him in disbelief as the events crashed down on her. Her face turned three shades of red as she realized he was half naked and drenched. The figure that appeared next took the cake. Mikha grinned stupidly before falling into the deep abyss.

 

~Back to Koga~

 

Koga stopped the girl's decent and lifted her up into his arms. He bit his lip realizing his towel was now a bit loose and barely hanging on his hips. Quickly, he set the girl down on the couch and snatched the towel before it could fall and adjusted it so it wouldn't fall again. “Joyce?” he called. The girl appeared at the door her gaze lowered to the floor, she bowed.

 

“Yes?” she asked timidly. Koga chuckled to ease the tension and make Joyce look up.

 

“Friend of yours?” he asked. She nodded, vigorously. “Funny I think she's the same waitress that served me and Sesshoumaru.” He looked to the taiyoukai for confirmation.

 

“She does,” he replied.

 

“Keep an eye on her, alright. You can introduce us when she wakes up or after I slip into something decent, whichever comes first,” Koga said, slipping past her. She instantly rushed off to do as told. Sesshomaru followed, like a lost pup. Koga smiled as he realized the irony of his thoughts.

 

“Maybe I should leave,” the taiyoukai spoke up grabbing out his cell phone. Koga spun around and placed a hand over the numbers, forcing Sesshomaru to look at him. A moment passed without words. He wanted to lean closer to…but he didn't.

 

“Don't,” Koga said, tilting his head. Sesshomaru leaned forward suddenly snaking his free hand behind Koga's head a gently caressed Koga's lips with his own. Koga cursed himself for allowing this vulnerable moment. He acknowledged his loss and kissed back. A tongue ghosted his lips and they parted allowing the other entrance this time though Koga took advantage of this moment to gain back some of his masculinity. A feminine moan woke them both to the current reality and forced them to part. Koga led the way upstairs with Sesshomaru close behind.

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Mikha came to and moaned before peering over at Joyce. “What were their names?”

 

“Well the owner of the house is Koga Hayashi. I don't know the other…” Joyce said, confused.

 

“That's right, Mr. Yujishi couldn't make it. He said his name was Sesshomaru Geiru. I knew it!” she exclaimed. “They were the ones at the restaurant. What a coinkidink…” She paused to think until the aura's washed over her again. “So you're the guys from the restaurant.”

 

Koga hesitated unsure if she had addressed him or speaking with some unknown entity. “Wha~?”

 

“Koga Hayashi right? I thought demons didn't have last names,” she said turning around with a smile on her face. He “heh”ed before allowing his features to show once more.

 

~TBC (To be Continued)~

 

I can't see!!!!! I'm blinded! Nooooooo!! Oh wait, there they are nevermind. *cough* High…erm “Hi” even…two words two many. *can't type properly cause is distracted*

 

Sneak Peek: “We could be.” Koga gave an incredulous look while Mikha snorted the beverage she received all over her. She gasped before raising her arms and tightening her legs in an attempt to keep it from causing further damage. Joyce quickly exited and returned with paper towels.