InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ He's My Girl ❯ First Day of Classes ( Chapter 3 )

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Authors' Note:

All right, we know that you have been waiting for weeks.
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This chapter has strong language and some sexual situations.
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“Talking”

Thinking

 

Chapter 3: First Day of Classes

Co-authored by talented and brilliant Ai Kisugi

 

 

Light crept in to the small dorm room as its two occupants slept on their futons, blissfully unaware of the start of the new day. On one futon, long locks of raven hair peeked out of the confines of the duvet, which covered the rest of the huddled form of a petite girl. On the other side of the room, shiny silver tresses sprawled upon delicate shoulders that narrowed down to a finely sculptured back and ended with a slim waist that widened significantly to form two delicious curves that would make any straight guy salivate at the sight of them. The enchanting figure of a goddess stirred in her sleep, hugging her pillow tightly with her dainty arms. Her cherry lips moved in a most inviting manner, mumbling, “'Gome.”

 

The relative silence of the room was broken sharply by the insistent ringing of an alarm clock, and two dog-like ears on the goddess' head twitched irritably. Rolling onto his back, Inuyasha groaned miserably. He had a hard time sleeping last night. He was so tired and that damned alarm clock kept ringing with that maddening sound. Besides, he had been having such a nice dream. Wanting to go back to the awaiting arms of the raven-haired girl in his dreams, he tried to bat at the offending object blindly. As he reached for it, he heard it stop.

 

Taking a deep breath, he smelled something nice in the room. He grabbed the corners of his blanket and rested back against the warmth of his futon. He sniffed the air again. It was a wonderful feminine scent that he hadn't smelled in a long time. There was something familiar about it, but he couldn't place it. He inhaled, savoring the aroma, and enjoyed the way it danced across his senses. It was so lovely; there really wasn't any other way to describe it. It smelled like…Kagome.

 

His mind drifted to those days in the past when he would do everything he could to get close to Kagome and her maddeningly wonderful aroma. He was a dog demon, and if there was something he couldn't resist — it was her scent. Something about her fragrance pulled him to her and made him feel helpless. But it was just a dream wasn't it? There was no way that Kagome could be here with him. When Sesshoumaru and Rin had broken up, he had given up all hope of seeing or smelling her again.

 

His nose twitched. The scent still lingered. Then, a beautiful feminine sigh erupted from across the room.

 

His golden eyes widened, and he sat up quickly on his futon to take in his surroundings. Dorm room…futon… Inuyasha turned his head to see his dream vixen stretching her arms above her head across the room from him. As she yawned, her back arched — pushing her perky, full breasts against the cotton of her nightshirt. Well, I'll be damned…

 

Tearing his eyes from the angel of heaven with difficulty, Inuyasha then looked down in horror to see the same round bouncy objects on his chest. He pulled up his hands and saw delicate feminine digits painted with pearly, pink nail polish. Oh Gods! No! This is a dream, it's…

 

He pressed his lovely long fingers against his chest and breathed a sigh of relief when he felt hardness and not the giving softness of a female. His mind quickly reeled as he remembered the events of the past 48 hours. My bastard brother! He made me wear a bracelet that made me look and smell like a girl. And then I ended up with Kagome…as my roommate …

 

Inuyasha glanced across the room at his long-time crush. Kagome turned to look at him with sleepy eyes at first. Could she look any more beautiful? Then, her eyes cleared, and she beamed a smile at him.

 

“It's time to get up and at `em,” chirped Kagome with sunshine in her eyes.

 

His mouth hanging slightly, Inuyasha watched silently as she gracefully sat up, the remnants of her smile still lingering on her lips. It should be illegal to be so damned happy this early in the morning.

 

Kagome pulled her legs over the edge of the futon's platform, exposing their silky lengths to Shaya's gaze. She grinned at her roommate and then got up to pull her uniform out of her closet. She picked out a small green mini-skirt, a white blouse with a red necktie and placed them on her bed. Then she searched through her chest of drawers until she pulled out some white socks.

 

When Kagome was satisfied with her choices, she tugged off her large red and white shirt to expose most of her creamy skin to Inuyasha. He swallowed hard as he saw her bend over her bed. Her firm rear end was covered in a pink satin panty. Suddenly, he forgot about his predicament and could only stare at the tempting image she unwittingly presented. Inuyasha couldn't stop but to think how easily his claws could cut her panties off of her. Just a slight flick of his claws over those thin straps that held the little garment together, and the gates of heaven would be wide open to his exploration. Of course, this train of thought led to images of what he could do to her after removing her panties … and that was just what he needed to make his morning erection rather painful. A single bead of sweat rolled down his temple, and he averted his gaze with great difficulty.

 

Oblivious to her roommate's discomfort, Kagome picked up a small green skirt that she unzipped and stepped into. As if his eyes were drawn to the dressing girl with an unseen magnet, Inuyasha looked at her bare back, which was lean and without a blemish. He wondered what it would be like to run his tongue down her spine and kiss her neck. Was it just him, or was it too hot in the room? So hot that he had to lick his rapidly drying lips several times. He was so lost in his fantasy world that he didn't even notice that she was fully dressed and saying something to him.

 

“Wha …what?” mumbled Shaya in a daze as `she' finally made eye contact with Kagome.

 

“You need to get dressed, Shaya. I'm supposed to help you get into your uniform today,” answered Kagome with a concerned look on her face. Kagome moved closer to Shaya and put her hand on the hanyou's forehead. “You look a little dizzy. Are you all right? Are you sick, Shaya?” she questioned.

 

Shaya's eyes widened like saucers. After the tempting images that had been roving across his mind, he did feel a little dizzy and he knew that he wasn't sick.

 

Kagome paused as she turned her hand over on his forehead. She touched his cheek as well. “Your forehead doesn't seem too warm. I think you're OK. Time to get dressed, Shaya!” commanded Kagome in a cheerful tone.

 

“Dra…dra…dressed?” stammered Shaya as Kagome pulled her out of bed.

 

“Yes, silly. You need to get your school uniform on. There's no time to waste and I need to get you registered for your classes!” she responded in a forceful manner.

 

After his new roommate had made sure that `she' was out of bed, Kagome picked Shaya's uniform from the closet. Shaya's amber eyes morphed into saucers as she looked at the green mini-skirt and delicate cotton blouse. “Na … no … wa … way,” Shaya tried to say as Kagome tugged on `her' large white t-shirt. Inuyasha supposed that he should have been fighting the girl, but he was a little too shocked over Kagome's actions.

 

“Shaya!” Kagome exclaimed with a hitch in her breath.

 

Inuyasha grimaced and wondered briefly if the spell was not working. He looked down in horror to see two very large breasts bouncing invitingly on his body. Oh Gods! I feel sick!

 

“You're not wearing a bra! Your back has got to be aching! I'll get you a bra right away!” Kagome got into the top drawer of her dresser and pulled out two bras—a lacey pink one and a white athletic bra. Inuyasha looked in revulsion as the girl presented them to her.

 

“What?!” Kagome asked. “You need some form of support, Shaya. I can't believe that you slept without one.”

 

What the hell! There's no fucking way I'm wearing those! Grimacing, Shaya batted the bras away. As speechless as she was at the sight of the offending garments, she managed to mutter, “Na … na … no.”

 

The girl's brown eyes widened as she spoke, “But girl, you'll be jiggling all day long! How will you be able to handle PE?”

 

Shaya glared at Kagome. His roommate pursed her lips and quickly yanked the sports bra over the hanyou's head.

 

“That's better!” said the miko while the half demon sputtered. “Now for the …” Without waiting a second longer Inuyasha felt the white blouse crest over his head. Then the blouse was pulled down. “Come on, Shaya,” said Kagome with a smile. “Help me pull your arms through.”

 

Inuyasha was seriously starting to get pissed. Kagome had just forced a bra and a blouse on him, and now she was placing the mini-skirt on the bed next to him. There is no fucking way that I'll be caught wearing a skirt. No. Goddamned. Way.

 

His rebellious thoughts came to an abrupt halt when Kagome jerked his red sweats down. Blood rushed to his cheeks — as well as other parts of his body — at the sight of his crush kneeling before him, the warmth of her breath fanning over his thighs. Entranced, he vaguely registered his hand traveling towards the girl's raven tresses. Abruptly, he was brought back to reality with a gasp from those luscious lips he had only dreamed of devouring in his wildest dreams. With much effort, he managed to concentrate on her face only to be met with her startled expression.

 

He knew that he had woken up with a hard on. He usually did, but having her in the room and smelling her just made it a near certainty. Had she seen it? Am I exposed?

 

Then, Kagome started to giggle and he looked at her incredulously. Wondering what could make the girl switch from being startled to laughing, he looked down to see that the spell did remove any trace of his hardened length from view, but it did not remove his white male briefs.

 

Suddenly he felt his cheeks burn. Perhaps he shouldn't have been embarrassed. It wasn't as if he hadn't seen Kagome completely naked last night. She was only looking at his underwear. But why was she trying to suppress her mirth?

 

“Oh God, Shaya. I'm sorry. I didn't know that you wore men's underwear,” said Kagome as she responded to his unasked question. Her eyes widened a fraction. “Oh, my! Shaya? Are those your boyfriend's underwear? Did you sleep over at his house or something and had nothing else to wear?”

 

Inuyasha blanched and pulled back in revulsion. “Da…da…don't ha…have …a…a… ba…ba…boy… boyfra…fra…end,” responded Shaya.

 

“Oh,” answered his roommate as if the wind had been taken out of her sails. The miko quickly recovered and smiled at the hanyou again. “You know one of my girlfriends told me that she likes to wear her boyfriend's underwear because it feels more comfortable. Is that it, Shaya?”

 

The half demon's face was beet red, however she did manage to nod. Kagome tried to stop any more giggles and turned to unzip the green miniskirt. She placed it at the silver-haired girl's feet and looked up at Shaya with the unspoken command to step into them.

 

“Na ... na ... no,” responded the hanyou. No fucking way!

 

“Shaya,” responded Kagome soothingly. “You must wear your uniform. Now I understand that it's not as comfortable as a pair of jeans and it can feel drafty. But it is a requirement. You can't step foot into the classroom without your uniform on.”

 

Shaya pulled her arms together across her chest and turned her pretty head with a pout.

 

Kagome sighed. “Headmistress Kaede will be very upset with me if you don't wear your school uniform, Shaya. You are my responsibility during this first week. So if you get in trouble—I'm getting in trouble. I really don't want to be confined to school grounds for the next two weeks.”

 

At Shaya's questioning look, she explained, “If I get into trouble, I'll lose my right to visit my family on the weekends — not that there's much left of my family, but ...” Sighing, she bent her head down as if to hide her face from her new friend before continuing in a barely audible voice. “My father died two years ago. Not long after his death, my older sister, Rin, disappeared on us.” She took a deep breath and held it in for a few seconds before letting it out in a whoosh. She locked her gaze with Shaya's and gave her a sad smile. “I still have my mother and little brother though, and I try to see them as often as I can. They…need me.”

 

Inuyasha was stunned. He had known about her father's death as well as Rin's disappearance. But, damn him, he had never thought how they affected the girl of his dreams. He had been too busy wallowing in self-pity because he wasn't even able to put two words together in Kagome's presence. Inuyasha's self-anger revealed itself whenever he beat the shit out of anything and everything he laid his hands on. It had never occurred to him what she had been going through. If he could, he would take her misery and carry it for her as long as she would allow him. But wearing a skirt?

 

He came out of his musings, hearing the soft sigh that left Kagome's pouty lips — lips that looked too inviting for their own good. He mentally shook his head before he made a fool out of himself — well, more than he already was, considering he was tricked into walking around looking like a girl by his bastard of a brother. He wanted to kiss her so badly…just this once… No. That wouldn't be a good thing. She would freak out. As far as she was concerned, he was a girl. If he tried to kiss her, she'd think he was a lesbian. Nope. No way.

 

Focusing back on the tempting creature before him, he saw that she still held the green mini-skirt in her hands. She looked away and seemed to be staring out the window before her chocolate eyes turned back to lock onto his honeyed orbs. “I didn't want to tell you this. But it's not just about the two of us being confined to school grounds. Headmistress Kaede is very strict and she does something to the demons that misbehave. Did you see the collar that Ayame was wearing yesterday, Shaya?”

 

Inuyasha's golden eyes widened. A subjugation collar? No …

 

His roommate continued, “Headmistress Kaede is a very powerful miko and she has no compunctions about collaring unruly demons. Please, Shaya …? I don't want to see you humiliated like Ayame was.”

 

Kagome pleaded with him and looked up at him with her doe-like eyes. Inuyasha really didn't know how he had been persuaded or when he had stood up and stepped into the short mini-skirt. However, before he knew it Kagome had zipped up his skirt and was helping him to put on his socks.

 

Inuyasha was still staring at Kagome with a dumbfounded look on his face when Kagome finished pulling up his socks and looked up at him with a beaming smile. “That wasn't too bad. Was it, Shaya?”

 

Shaya harrumphed, turned her head to the side and crossed her arms in a pout.

 

Inuyasha made the mistake of looking at himself in the full-length mirror before him. The stunning hanyou girl he saw had long silvery locks, mesmerizing golden eyes, twitching white puppy ears, a beautiful curvaceous figure and long shapely legs. The picture `she' saw was in sharp contrast to yesterday when `she' was wearing sweats and a t-shirt. Now `she' was wearing a revealingly short skirt and a feminine blouse that accentuated `her' womanly curves. Shaya groaned.

 

“Shaya, you're gorgeous, girl!” said Kagome as she grinned at her. Inuyasha tried to respond, but he could only sputter in utter dismay. Kagome stayed oblivious to Shaya's distress at looking `gorgeous.' Instead, she seemed to think that Shaya's inherent shyness was due to low self-esteem that needed some boosting. “You have got to wear a skirt more often, Shaya. The guys will be all over you when they see your legs!”

 

“Wha … what!” exclaimed Shaya in astonishment. Oh Gods! No! The last thing I need is a guy ogling my legs!

 

Kagome didn't seem to realize her roommate's obvious discomfort with the last thing she had said. Without a pause, she dragged Shaya behind her and opened up `her' dresser drawers. “OK. Let's pack your PE clothes and put away our futons. Then we're getting you registered for classes!”

 

Inuyasha only staggered to his feet and looked at her in astonishment. He hated the feel of the short cloth against his legs. The skirt rubbed against the hair on his legs, and it was too drafty. Never before had he walked around with the worry that a gust of wind could expose his underwear for everyone to see. As if I didn't have enough to be embarrassed about! God, I want my jeans!

 

Kagome started to pull a pair of tight lycra shorts and a wife beater from his drawers. She was about to shove them into a new red backpack that had been found in his closet. However, Inuyasha would have none of that. Wordlessly, he grabbed the offending garments with a huff and shoved them back into the drawer. Instead, he pulled out some baggy gym clothes and stuffed them into his backpack.

 

Inuyasha was pissed—really pissed! The girl had made him wear a fucking skirt! It was only his damned sense of honor that made him wear the cursed garment. He didn't want Kagome to end up suffering because of him. He would take on Kaede any day, but he really didn't want Kagome to be hurt in the process.

 

Inuyasha made the mistake of looking down at Kagome as she rolled up her futon. He watched her short skirt slide up her legs as she bent forward to grab the other end of the thick mattress. Tantalizingly creamy thighs bared themselves to him. He couldn't help but to lick his dry lips as his gaze dropped to her legs and the barest hint of her panties became visible under the shadows of her skirt.

 

Kagome turned to stare at Shaya. “You know, you need to roll up your futon as well,” she admonished.

 

The rebuke took him out of his reverie and a slight dusting of color touched his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. He tried to ignore her presence as he rolled up his own futon, cursing while he worked. God damned, futon! Fucking school … Fucking Sesshoumaru!

 

Once they were both done, Kagome reached for Shaya's hand and dragged `her' out of the room. Inuyasha only looked down at their joined hands with amazed fascination and he cocked his head as he tried to discern the motivation for it. Kagome seemed oblivious to his puzzlement and led him to the nearly empty cafeteria for breakfast. Inuyasha tried to not stab his nato* with his chopsticks as he ate. He couldn't help but to froth in anger over his situation and his damned brother who put him there.

 

Once they were done eating, Kagome continued to pull him along after her. She persisted in holding his hand in hers and the very act started to calm him. He knew that this situation was unfair and he hated looking like a fucking girl. But he was there with Kagome, and she was holding his hand. She is, isn't she? She did bare her entire body to him last night. Didn't she?

 

Suddenly for the first time in over 48 hours, a goofy smile erupted over his face. Shaya grinned in pleasure. So he was stuck in school, looking like a pansy girl. But he would get to see Kagome naked almost everyday. Things aren't quite as horrible as they could be. Right?

 

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As the door of the adjacent room shut close, a dark-haired girl with long tanned legs stirred in her sleep. Her eyelids slowly opened to reveal mesmerizing blue eyes foggy with sleep. Grunting in a very unladylike manner, she closed her eyes and turned to lie on her back, desperately trying to go back to sleep. She muttered sleepily, “Five more minutes, Mom. It's too fucking early …”

 

Receiving no objections from her mother, she sighed in bliss. Her nose twitched catching a feminine scent that wasn't her mom's, and she shot up in bed in panic. What the fuck? Where the hell was he?! He wasn't at home — that was for sure. And that scent … If it was a girl he had fucked the night before, why didn't she smell of him?

 

Frantically searching his surroundings, Kouga's eyes landed on his new roommate slumbering on another futon, and realization dawned on the confused wolf demon. Right… The boarding school…

 

After that Kaede woman left them in the hands of their roommates, he had watched that hot babe, Kagome, drag Inuyasha away. He had turned to eye his own companion and felt his spirits dampen for the first time since they had arrived at this heaven. Of all the girls he had seen out there, he had to be matched with a tomboy? He appreciated all forms of females, but this one was just not his type. Surely, the wolf demoness smelt good enough to eat, not to mention she looked sexy despite her poor choice of fashion. However, everything about her screamed dominance, and that was the only thing that turned him off — besides the woman being butt ugly. He was a wolf demon and a proud one at that. He liked his bitches submissive, dammit!

 

Shaking his head at the sleeping girl, he got up and threw on a pair of baggy jeans and a blue t-shirt before heading out of the room. Luckily for him, the girl had not insisted on hanging out with him like she had been told to do. Instead, she had just told him where to go to register before putting on her headphones and ignoring him. When he had headed out, he had had every intention of doing what he had been told to do. However, all the beauties surrounding him in this hencoop called the `Shikon All Girls Boarding School' had quickly sidetracked him. He had walked around thanking Sesshoumaru for being a genius before he had returned to his room for the night. If only he hadn't been so unlucky to have perhaps the most ungirly girl as his roommate… She was rebellious and uncaring. Why couldn't he share his room with someone else — like that Kagome chick. Inuyasha was a lucky bastard, wasn't he?

 

Speaking of which … He peeked in to the room where his buddy was supposed to be sleeping only to find it empty. Before he could walk on his way, he was slapped in the face by one of the most tantalizing aromas he had ever smelled. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the scent of roses tinted with the most alluring fragrance of feminine arousal. His member hardened painfully. He could swear that he knew this scent. If he could just place it… His eyes snapped open as a flash of silver hair and long legs popped into his mind. Oh God… He doubled over, clutching his stomach. He started heaving in disgust. It's Inuyasha! He was turned on by his very masculine friend's scent. Could it get any worse than this?

 

Crawling on his hands and knees, he managed to reach the bathroom before he emptied the contents of his stomach. He washed his mouth after he was sure there was nothing left to come out of him and looked at his image in the mirror. A dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty stared back at him with her kissable lips hanging slightly open. For a moment, he had forgotten that he now looked and smelled like a girl. But what the hell had Inuyasha been doing in there to leave a scent like that? Probably masturbating at the sight of that Kagome chick. That's what!

 

He shuddered at the thought of what he would smell like if he would ever try and pleasure himself. It would be hard not to do it with all those babes around, but if he was going to smell like a bitch in heat every time he did it …. He shook his head in determination. No. Hell will freeze over before I smell like a bitch begging to be … He gulped, his image mimicking the action from the other side of the looking glass. … fucked. His face scrunched up in revulsion, the expression contorting his pretty reflection. No way.

 

Finally heading out of the room without throwing up again — he had to keep his breath in while he passed by Inuyasha's door in order to manage that — he made his way out of the dorms and to the registrar's office. He paid no mind to the strange looks he received from his peers on his way as well as from the secretary that handed him his schedule.

 

He sent a wink at the secretary and left the office with a bounce in his step, oblivious to the indignant look he received from the woman. He checked the piece of paper in his hands and saw that he was supposed to be in Homeroom B-2. Pushing his hands into the pockets of his baggy jeans, he waltzed towards his classroom, excitement bubbling up in his groins at the idea of being the only male in a room full of all sizes and colors of pussies.

 

He reached the room in no time, seeing that no one else was in the halls to distract him from his course. He pushed the door open and stepped inside to what would be the one place he would be spending most of his days. He managed to take two more steps before he froze at the sight before his hungry eyes. Chicks… They were everywhere! Blondes, brunettes, red heads … His eyes flew from long, tanned, slim legs to more succulent ones, trying to commit every pair to his memory, but was having trouble focusing on one place for very long. A collection of different bust sizes from B to D… No wonder Victoria's Secret made so much money!

 

He felt his head spin and he had to lean on the wall next to him, closing his eyes for a few seconds to compose himself. He took a deep breath and almost regretted it when his nose was overwhelmed by the heavy combination of different fragrances. Lilies, lavenders, roses, tulips, orchids… This room was filled with beautiful flowers, and he intended to pick up and smell each and every one of them soon.

 

Shaking his head, he stood up straight and opened his eyes to find a seat before his knees gave out from under him. Spotting an empty desk at the back of the room, he strode between two rows of seats before his vision was filled with an exceptional beauty blocking his way. He couldn't stop himself from whistling at the delicious sight the temptress graced him with. She was leaning over one of the desks. Her legs seemed to go on forever, before disappearing under the confines of her green skirt, which was hiked up to reveal more of her silky skin. Bent over the desk, she was the perfect image of a real bitch in submission.

 

Growling softly, Kouga stalked towards the vixen and stopped right behind her, his groins almost touching her firm behind. Feeling his presence, the girl stood up in confusion. The scent of roses was the only warning Kouga received before silky strands of long silvery hair filled his vision. The now familiar feeling of his stomach churning in disgust reached his brain right after he had realized just who the girl was. Kouga groaned in misery for falling for his `buddy' for the second time in one day. If I ever see that bastard Sesshoumaru again …

 

Praying that the hanyou did not notice his reaction to his new appearance, he composed himself quickly and tried to cover up for his stupidity by acting as if he had known that it had been Inuyasha from the beginning. Well, the best way to do that was to tease the aggressive hanyou, of course.

 

Clearing her throat, Kori whispered, “Hey, Shaya. Nice legs.”

 

“Shut up, wolf-shit” muttered Shaya. With a scowl on her face, she turned to face the cheeky wolf.

 

Kouga snickered at the normally macho boy's now completely girly appearance. “There's no way anyone could make me wear a skirt, Sha-yah.”

 

“I didn't have a choice, Bim-bo,” Shaya grumbled, his golden eyes flickering dangerously with agitation. “Kagome took off my clothes and …”

 

Stopping her examination of the irate hanyou's new image, Kori looked up at Shaya with her eyes wide. “Kagome took your clothes off?” she whispered incredulously.

 

Shaya glared at the ground as if it offended her. “Yeah, and then she shoved a blouse and a skirt on me.” The silver-haired pseudo-female decided not to mention that Kagome had also managed to put a bra on `her.' It was bad enough that he was walking around school with a skirt on.

 

Kori looked up at Shaya appraisingly. “So, she took off your clothes,” repeated the wolf, watching her friend's cheeks redden slightly. Damn. Lucky bastard! Raising an eyebrow, Kori urged on, “And did she …?”

 

Shaya's head shot up, effectively ending the one-sided glaring match she had with the ground. “Did she what?” she asked, not sure that she liked where this was going.

 

“Did she take off her clothes as well?” grinned Kori sardonically.

 

A choked sound came out of the dog-eared girl's throat as her eyes threatened to pop out of their sockets before she started sputtering like an idiot.

 

“I take that as a yes,” uttered Kori with a sigh, his chagrin for having missed the show apparent in her tone. Not a moment passed before the brunette brightened significantly and flashed his friend a smirk, the light in her striking cerulean orbs screaming eagerness. “Call me over the next time she's naked. I want to see her, too.”

 

The pretty golden eyes of the silver-haired girl flashed with fury at that comment. “There's no way you're going to see Kagome naked, wolf shit,” hissed Shaya. Not caring for the surprised gazes she received from her peers--she cracked her knuckles in a very unladylike manner.

 

Accustomed to the hanyou's temper tantrums, Kori only grinned and whispered, “Hey, one way or another I'm going to see Kagome and any other girl I want to see naked. It's just a matter of time, mutt-face.”

 

The hanyou's hands balled up in fists at his sides. Perhaps it was because Inuyasha was finally beginning to control his violent urges, or perhaps it was just the fact that Kouga currently looked like a girl and Inuyasha did not hit girls, who knew? Whichever was the reason, it saved the wolf from a nice beating. Instead of punching the goat like he wanted to do, Inuyasha clenched his jaw and crossed his arms in front of him, pushing up his ample bosom in frustration.

 

Not heeding by the death promise dancing in the fiery orbs of her friend, Kori carelessly provoked the fuming girl, “I think I'm going to hang out at the girls' locker rooms today and take many, long, hot showers. Want to join me, Sha-yah?”

 

Shaya growled and made to grab the indignant wolf demon by the collar of her t-shirt before her ears twitched at a shrill sound.

 

“Ookami, Kori! Come right here!” yelled an authoritative female.

 

Kori turned to glance casually at Headmistress Kaede whose eyes were narrowed on the only student in the room who was not wearing a uniform.

 

If Kori had been observant, she would have noticed that almost everyone in the classroom cringed when the headmistress spoke. Ayame grimaced and tugged at her own collar, her bewildered gaze fixed on Kori.

 

“Yeah, yeah, coming headmistress,” muttered Kori as she walked lazily towards her superior.

 

Kaede pointedly looked her up and down before stating in a bone-chilling softness, “Where is your uniform, Ookami?”

 

Kori shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, unfazed by the dangerous glint in the headmistress' eyes. “In my wardrobe, I guess?” The wolf demoness met the headmistress' stare with detached amusement.

 

Kaede's eyebrow twitched in barely suppressed anger before she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. “I meant, why are you not wearing your uniform, girl?”

 

Crossing her arms in front of her, Kori answered, her voice leaving no place for argument, “I do not wear skirts.” To emphasize her point, she raised her nose to the air and fixed her eyes at a point on the wall behind the old woman.

 

The headmistress raised an eyebrow at the determination of the teenage girl that was her new student. Having dedicated her life to educating young and impressionable minds, Kaede considered herself a kind teacher and a just manager. For that reason alone, she asked once more, “Is that so?”

 

Receiving a curt nod in answer from the brunette, Kaede sighed. Sometimes she felt really tired … But she represented authority in this school. To this day, she had let no one disregard the rules in this respected establishment, and she wasn't going to start anytime soon. “As you wish,” muttered Kaede under her breath.

 

The headmistress took a clinking object from her pocket. A few horrified gasps were heard from the class when she put her hands in front of her chest as if she was praying and began chanting in a low voice. The object in her hands glowed brightly, and before Kouga could take a step back, several pinkish beams of light flew from Kaede's hands to form a circle around the surprised demon's neck. In the next instant, Kouga found himself staring at a necklace of sorts around his neck. He tugged at the beads, trying to remove them, but it was impossible to lift it high enough to free himself.

 

He looked at the headmistress with eyes that reflected every bit of his shock. The old woman smiled at him and opened her mouth, “Submit.”

 

A softly uttered single word—a word Kouga hated to hear directed at himself—and he was pulled to the ground with an incredible force. Kouga groaned in pain as he tried to tear his face off of the concrete surface. It didn't take him long to comprehend the dreadful situation he was in. He was collared like a dog! He wasn't a dog, dammit! He was a wolf! You do not collar wolves!

 

From the corner of his eye, he saw Kaede talking to another old hag — probably the teacher. He opened his mouth to let the woman know what he thought of her way of making him submit (Submit! Couldn't she have at least found another word?!), but he was cut short at the sound of a girl chuckling above him.

 

“Wouldn't wear a skirt, huh? Could have fooled me…”

 

Perfect! Now the hanyou was teasing him. He supposed he deserved it for the way he made fun of Inuyasha's attire, but he wasn't going to admit that. He was already humiliated enough for one day.

 

Feeling the spell wear off, he jumped to his feet and snarled menacingly, “Shut up, mutt-face!”

 

Smirking, Shaya called to the headmistress, her voice the embodiment of innocence, “Kaede-sensei? Kori is picking on me.”

 

Kaede turned burning eyes in Kori's direction and muttered, “Submit.”

 

And just like that, Kori found her face stuck to the ground with a loud crack. A string of muffled curses left her mouth under the amused gaze of her snickering buddy.

 

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After the end of their morning classes, Shaya listened to Kagome chatter animatedly about the history teacher — a rather minuscule flea demon called Myoga-sensei—as they walked towards the cafeteria. He would admit that he had found the situation funny when a voice started talking about the lifestyles of the Feudal Era out of nowhere. It had taken him a few minutes to realize that it had been a little flea perched on the teacher's desk that had left the class in silence.

 

Not caring for the topic, he had laid his head onto his desk and opted to watch Kagome, who had been sitting next to him take notes obediently. He must have dozed off at some point. He couldn't blame himself though; it was hard to stay awake when all his senses were enveloped with the girl's gentle scent. He had jumped in his seat, his hand flying to slap his cheek, leaving a painful sting in its wake. Looking at his palm, he had realized he had just flattened his teacher. Popping up to his normal shape, the annoying flea grumbled about lazy students sleeping in his class before jumping away from his desk. He supposed the flea hadn't got the time to taste his blood, or else he would have discovered his disguise.

 

He looked down at his roommate, who was a head shorter than him, when he heard her giggle. He smiled softly at the sight. She was currently telling him about the last time they had made Myoga run away from the class. Apparently, the guy was a coward, and the class took advantage of it whenever they did not feel like listening to his gibberish. It must be funny, he supposed. But his attention was more on the melodic timbre of her voice, rather than the topic of her one-sided conversation. Besides, the feeling of her delicate arm linked to his did not help him concentrate on her words.

 

When they finally reached the cafeteria, she let go of his arm, extracting a disappointed sigh from him. Sending him a bright smile, she pushed the doors open. Instantly, his ears were bombarded with all the sounds of chattering echoing in the large place filled with teenage girls, and he grimaced. Stupid girls. Honestly, didn't they ever shut up?!

 

They quickly grabbed their lunches and started looking for an empty table. Her lunch tray in hand, Kagome turned to beam at him, her eyes shining with excitement. “Come on, Shaya. I want you to meet someone!”

 

Puzzled, he followed the girl to one corner of the large room. They came to a stop in front of a student with long, dark-brown hair, who was eating alone at a table. Setting her tray across from the girl, Kagome greeted her friend, who glanced up at the sudden intrusion.

 

“Hey, Sango!”

 

Grinning at the cheerful raven-headed girl, Sango complained half-heartedly, “I thought you'd never show up.” Then, she turned to eye their new companion. Her gaze traveled up the girl's unusually tall form, before landing on the two appendages twitching atop her silver head. Her eyes widened in recognition and her gaze came to rest on the hanyou girl's rather pretty face with a small smile on her own. “Who's the new girl?”

 

Kagome plopped on the seat across from Sango and patted the seat next to hers for Shaya to sit. “This is Takahashi, Shaya. She's my new roomie.”

 

Kagome missed Sango's raised eyebrow at the mention of Shaya's name, but Inuyasha did not. Sitting next to his roommate, Inuyasha returned Sango's gesture by raising his perfectly trimmed eyebrow in question.

 

Oblivious to the exchange, Kagome turned to Shaya and finished her introductions, “Shaya, this is Sango, my best friend.”

 

Instead of beaming a polite smile like any decent lady would do, Shaya curtly nodded to the brown-haired girl in greeting. “Hey.”

 

The new girl's lack of ladylike manners must have amused Sango because she chuckled before returning the greeting, “Hey, yourself.” After taking a sip from her water, Sango turned to the new girl and asked, “Takahashi? Is that …” She trailed off when Kagome hit her shin under the table with her foot. “Ouch.”

 

Sango looked at Kagome, who raised an eyebrow meaningfully. Her eyebrows scrunched up in confusion and she opened her mouth to ask what the problem was, but before she could utter a single word, Kagome stated hurriedly, “Shaya has two brothers, you know? I have only one, and he's more than enough trouble! I can't imagine how hard it must be for Shaya! Oh! And her eldest brother used to date Rin.”

 

Sango raised both eyebrows at the panic that swam in her friends begging eyes and decided to play along. “Oh.”

 

He might be gruff and careless, but Inuyasha was definitely not stupid. He suspected that something was going on, judging from the way that Kagome tried to keep Sango from talking about Shaya's brothers. Would it make any difference if he asked? Nah, probably not. He filed the information at the back of his mind to be brought up at a later date and gave his attention to his food.

 

Half way through her meal, Kagome nudged Shaya with her elbow. “Sango and I were in the same class in junior high, and since then she has been my best friend. We're not in the same class now, but at least we're together in PE.”

 

Shaya nodded, her mouth full of ramen noodles.

 

Right when he thought she was done talking and returned to wolfing down his much needed lunch, she clapped her hands excitedly, taking his attention away from his tray once more. “Oh! You should meet Miroku someday! He's Sango's boyfriend.”

 

Following that exclamation, Sango almost choked on her food. Once she was done coughing, she wiped her mouth with a napkin and shot back, “He's not!” With a roll of her eyes, she stabbed the piece of meat on her plate with unnecessary force.

 

Kagome gave a bemused smile at her friend's reaction and asked slyly, “He's not? He sure doesn't say so.”

 

Sango blushed hotly, and Inuyasha had a hard time keeping himself from laughing out loud at the girl's terrified expression. He really wanted to see what this Miroku was like. That was until he heard Sango grumble, “I don't date lechers.”

 

Kagome opened her mouth to protest, but Sango turned to Shaya and asked, effectively changing the topic, “You look very athletic, especially with that height of yours. Do you engage in sports?”

 

Shaya shrugged her shoulders. “I do anything that has to do with hand-in-hand combat.”

 

Hearing that, Sango's eyes shone brightly. “Really? Great! Maybe we can spar some time?”

 

Without thinking, Shaya shook her head at the excited girl. “Sorry. I don't fight with girls.”

 

Sango was taken aback, but before she could point that out, a shadow fell over their table. Looking up, Inuyasha was greeted with the sight of one of the few people he did not want to see again in his entire life.

 

Kagura stood there, blatantly eyeing the three girls before her eyes landed on Shaya. Placing her hands on her hips in a show of confidence, she directed her words to the new student. “You, girl. Are you, by any chance, related to that bastard Inuyasha?”

 

Shaya raised her eyebrows in amusement. What a bitch! I can't believe Kouga actually liked her enough to fuck her. But then again, that idiot would fuck anything with a hole in it. He mentally shook his head before smirking at the bitch that was the cause of their current predicament. “What if I am?”

 

“Then you should watch your steps, little girl, if you don't want to suffer because of his stupidity.”

 

“Keh.” With an ungirly snort, Shaya rolled her eyes not wanting to pick a fight with a female no matter which girl it was.

 

He heard Kagome clear her throat softly before she meekly asked, “Kagura, please. Don't pick on Shaya. She didn't do anything.”

 

“Oh?” A dark chuckle left Kagura's generously painted lips, and she turned her attention to Kagome, who looked frightened under the cold gaze she was subjected to. “I see you forget your place, Higurashi. Since when do I take orders from you, you little shrine prostitute?”

 

Inuyasha's hackles rose when he heard the bitch call Kagome, his Kagome, a prostitute. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Kagome look at her lap silently. That did it! Standing up, he took two steps to hover over Kagura and hissed, “Watch your mouth, you little slut.”

 

“And what if I don't?” replied Kagura. There was no mistaking her barely concealed undertone of menace.

 

He smiled devilishly, the effect somewhat appeased by the soft lines of his feminine visage. “I don't hit girls, but I can make an exception if you insist.”

 

Kagura took a step back from the girl that talked as if she was from one of those primitive street gangs. “Eww! And you call yourself a girl?” Eyeing the impertinent hanyou before her in disgust, Kagura snorted and left, all the while muttering under her breath, “No wonder you're related to that bastard.”

 

Inuyasha turned to his two companions to see that they were ready to leave. What surprised him was the pure adoration in Kagome's eyes as she looked up at him with her mouth hanging open. His already plump chest—thanks to his not really there bosom—swelled even more with pride. Keh! He was now a hero, wasn't he? Correction: heroine. Shaking his head at his mocking thoughts, he followed the girls out of the cafeteria. They said goodbye to Sango for the time being and made their way to their homeroom. It wasn't until the teacher showed up that Inuyasha stopped wondering why Kagome looked so frightened and did not stand up for herself.

 

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Inuyasha was positioned in the volleyball court right behind Kagome. He had managed to wear his red sweat pants and baggy white t-shirt, but he was starting to appreciate the official volleyball uniform. The girls' shorts looked more like bikini bottoms. He had a wonderful view of Kagome's backside as she bent over in front of him preparing to take the next volleyball hit. She was dressed in white shorts that looked like panties, a long sleeved navy t-shirt, and knee guards. He watched her hips swiveling in front of him, and her knees bent as she prepared for the return.

 

“Got it!” Kagome cried out as she dug in under the ball. Her knees struck the ground with the force of the hit.

 

Contact was made and the ball popped high above their heads. Inuyasha wasn't really paying attention to the ball. She was squatting in front of him, and he could see her firm thighs pushing her body up to stand.

 

“Set!” yelled Sango. She centered her body under the ball that was rapidly returning to the earth. Her hands were high above her as she took the second hit and controlled the ball's rise and descent.

 

“It's mine!” screamed Shaya as `she' jumped high to spike the ball in the air and slam it onto the opposing team's side. Shaya smirked as she watched the other team scramble after the ball that had ricocheted from her hands with dizzying speed. Just try to return that one, bitches …

 

The volleyball was about to touch the ground with a slamming force when it appeared to hover momentarily in the air. The slight pause was enough for the opposing team captain, Kagura, to dive under the ball and save it from being grounded.

 

Inuyasha knew that he should be paying attention to the game, but it was getting hard to concentrate. Kagome just had to have her hands on her bent knees in front of him! No matter how much he told himself not to look, his eyes seemed to have minds of their own. His hungry eyes roamed her lean back to her firm and rounded rear end to her long, silky athletic legs. He was really glad that he did not have to wear those constricting shorts…

 

Catching some movement from the corner of her eyes, Shaya turned to look at her friend, Kori. His best friend leered at the hanyou, pointed to Kagome's backside and then licked `her' lips. Inuyasha glared at Kouga for his impertinence. He growled in warning. He was the only one who could check out Kagome's assets, dammit!

 

Pop! The ball leapt up almost to the ceiling before another platinum-blonde girl on the other team connected with the rapidly descending ball. She spiked it and the ball zoomed directly at Shaya.

 

It was too bad that Shaya wasn't paying attention to the game and instead was about to yell at Kori for looking at something that she shouldn't.

 

Bawonk! The ball made contact with a part of Inuyasha's anatomy that he had always sought to protect from harm. Usually, he wore a jock strap during sports, but sadly there was no such equipment at an all-girls' school.

 

His eyes rolled in their sockets, and he grimaced in intense pain. He clutched at his privates in agony and bent over in absolute misery. “Oww! Fuck! Shit! Fuck!” cried Shaya. Her feminine voice croaked in a surprisingly masculine manner.

 

“Shaya!” cried out Kagome in sympathy as she ran over to her roommate. “Are you OK, Shaya-chan?”

 

Shaya's eyes watered and `she' couldn't respond. There wasn't anything in the world quite as painful as what he was going through. He tried to speak, but his voice came out in a hushed whimper. “I'm … fa … fa … fine,” she managed to utter.

 

“Oh dear,” responded Kagome with empathy. “Let me help you.” Kagome threaded her arms under Shaya's shoulders and lead her off the court and into the girl's locker room. She gingerly helped Shaya sit on the wooden slat benches in the middle of the lockers. Then, Kagome pulled Shaya's legs apart and sat between them.

 

Without even looking at Shaya's face, Kagome started to knead the muscles under the sweat pants he wore. “That has got to hurt. Having a volleyball smack right into your thigh. A little friction should warm up your muscles and help the blood flow for healing.”

 

Help the blood flow? Inuyasha looked down at the girl seated between his legs and tried to relax. Her small, delicate hands kneaded his muscular thighs and rubbed against the thick jersey cloth. The magical touch of her hands moved from his knees to his inner thighs to the delicate area right next to his groin. As Kagome's hands continued their massage, his groins became heated, and he felt a pleasurable sensation starting to return to the area. There was still a prickly pain, but a growing warmth was quickly taking over. Luckily, he was hanyou and could heal rapidly. Perhaps he was healing too fast… His gut clenched in desire as he gazed at the girl. She has no idea what she is doing to me…

 

“Ahhhh…,” the words couldn't help but to come out of Shaya's lips as `she' tried not to moan. Tantalizing images of what else Kagome could do while she was positioned so close to `little Tessiaga' crept into his mind. He couldn't help but to imagine what would happen if her delicate, warm hands would find the hard shaft that was growing between his legs. Then unbidden images of her stroking, licking and sucking on him while she sat so intimately next to him became overwhelming. Even the act of breathing became difficult, and a warmth crept into his lower abdomen before it pooled and stiffened.

 

It took all of his willpower to push Kagome aside when all he wanted to do was to take her into his arms and ravish her. “Rest … rest … ra … room,” Shaya muttered as she stood up and nearly ran into the nearest stall. Kagome was left in a lurch with a look of puzzlement on her face.

 

Shaya dived into the nearest bathroom stall. Everything looked so different in the woman's locker rooms. There were no urinals, but then women didn't have the need for them. He dropped his red sweats and pulled down his briefs. He wouldn't even look down at himself since he knew he would see a woman's curls instead of a dangling length. He spit into his hand and grasped his hardened shaft while he braced his other hand on the metal door in front of him. He had to get this out of his system. She had been teasing him since he got up this morning and he really couldn't take it anymore.

 

Inuyasha started to stroke and he remembered Kagome sitting between his legs—her warm breath fanning his naked thighs. He imagined her warm pouty lips moving forward to lick the tip of his throbbing cock—her warm, wet mouth enveloping his length.

 

“Ahhhh,” Shaya moaned in a breathless womanly sigh. Kagome would suck on him and swallow him whole. Her head would bob repeatedly on his throbbing cock, and she'd take the entire length down her throat. After she sucked him, he would let loose in her mouth. He rubbed his pulsating shaft faster and faster as his fantasy played in his mind. The crescendo seemed to burst as his balls tightened and the building tension crept into his length. “Oh fuck, ahhhh,” groaned Shaya as he spewed out his life fluid onto himself and the bathroom stall.

 

He stood there panting and made the mistake of looking down. Even though he could see his white cream splattered on the stall door, his hands didn't look like they were holding a cock. Instead they seemed to be touching glistening pink folds that were covered in curly silver hair.

 

“Fuck!” Shaya exclaimed in horror as he released his rod and tried to catch his breath. God-damned illusion. Looked too real…

 

He pulled out some toilet paper and wiped himself down. Then he started to clean up the bathroom stall. He didn't want any of the girls to wonder why a man's cum had gotten all over the area. Then he sniffed the stall in utter dismay. The scent that surrounded him was of a female bitch in heat—luckily there were no male dog demon's sniffing around! His masculine essence smelled like a woman's. Fuck you to hell, Sesshoumaru! I don't want to be a girl. I'm a guy, dammit!

 

“Are you OK, Shaya?” asked Kagome with temerity from the other side of the stall door. Inuyasha stopped his attempts at cleaning up with the intrusion. “You were moaning, and you sounded hurt.”

 

“Fa … fa ... fine,” muttered Shaya as she waved her hands in protest despite the fact that Kagome couldn't see her behind the metal stall door.

 

“OK,” whispered Kagome in confusion. She pulled away from the other side of the stall door. “I'm going to take a shower.”

 

Shaya slumped to the other end of the stall and sat on the toilet in defeat. Being a girl never felt as bad as it did right then. He felt so emasculated when he looked down at himself. Oh God! Bad idea! Don't look!

 

A gentle sigh came from her luscious cherry red lips. Shaya's delicate pink tipped fingers ran themselves through her silvery locks. He had to shower. If he didn't get the scent of an aroused bitch (his scent!) off of his skin, he would go insane. He stood and pulled up his sweatpants.

 

Inuyasha walked with his head held low as he made his way back to his locker. He pulled out a towel, soap, shampoo, and conditioner and placed them on the bench behind him. With his eyes staring straight ahead into nothingness, he yanked off his t-shirt, sweats, bra, and underwear. Sometimes he even closed his eyes. Seeing female body parts on his own form sickened him. Even if it was an illusion — it just seemed too real. He was cursed! With a delicate girlish sigh, he wrapped a large, fluffy, pink towel around his torso and made his way to the showers.

 

He stopped when he heard Kori whistle behind him. “Looking hot, Shaya,” the girl called.

 

As if he didn't have enough things to ruin his day, having his male buddy telling him that he looked good made his anger flare. “Shut up, wolf-shit!” yelled Shaya. She cracked her knuckles in a way that didn't seem very effeminate.

 

Kori stood before Shaya wearing only a blue towel. Her brilliant cerulean eyes danced with merriment, her long black locks fell down her back and the small towel she wore clung to every curve of `her' body. Inuyasha felt that he was going to be sick again.

 

His best buddy sniffed the air appreciatively. “Smelling good, too!” Kori said as she laughed. “Now what do you say that we check out the women's showers?!”

 

A burst of redness appeared on Shaya's cheeks. She stiffened in embarrassment, and for a moment, she looked lost. Then her eyes narrowed, and her eyebrow twitched in annoyance. “Get out of my way, you sack of shit!” yelled Shaya. The words she used seemed so bizarre when they came from such a beautiful and delicate looking creature. She huffed and walked past Kori to the showers. Much to Inuyasha's dismay, Kori was hot on his heels.

 

Soon the curvaceous, dark-haired demon girl was walking along side of the dog-eared Shaya. Kori was sniffing the air again and a wolfish grin appeared on her lovely face. “God damn! Kagome's in there! I get to see some tail!” the girl squealed in excitement.

 

Shaya froze as if ice water had been thrown on her body. Kori quickly ran forward and ditched her towel on a locker room bench as she made her way towards the sounds of water falling. “No!” murmured Shaya in horror. Kouga was going to see Kagome — naked! No one else should see her nude form. That was his privilege and his privilege alone! With renewed anger, Shaya dumped her pink towel next to Kori's and stomped into the steaming hot room with her bathing supplies.

 

Shaya was momentarily disoriented when she walked into the heated fog of the shower room. His nose twitched and he breathed in deeply. He couldn't help but to make his way towards the one scent that had been calling to him since he was fifteen. Kagome…

 

Once Shaya moved forward, the steam started to dissipate revealing a lovely view of Kagome's naked backside. Steam and shimmering water swirled around her body as she sat kneeling before him. Luscious scents of cherry blossom's and jasmine intertwined to find their way into his flaring nostrils. He breathed deeply in appreciation. Inuyasha looked at her long swanlike neck, her arching back and the widening of her hips that swelled into a luscious curvy ass. His mouth seemed to salivate when he spied the dripping water that ran down her body and pooled under her ass and bent knees.

 

Inuyasha watched in fascination as Kagome brought the flexible showerhead up to let the water drizzle down her back, following the curve of her spine to collect between her two smooth butt cheeks and then falling to the floor. Suddenly Shaya felt strangely jealous of the shower massager that Kagome was using.

 

Inuyasha would have just stood there, staring at the sight in front of him, if it wasn't for the movement of his friend. Kouga was looking directly at Kagome as he fiddled with turning on the shower. In fact, he hadn't even bothered to turn on his shower since the bathing maiden captured his eyes. If Kagome had not been so enraptured by her own bathing, she would have surely noticed Kori gawking at her.

 

Shaya flexed her knuckles and let a low growl rumble out of her ample bosom. She was slightly shocked to hear a womanly snarl erupt from herself. However, it couldn't be helped—she needed to demonstrate to Kouga that Kagome was taken. Even if he looked like a girl, even if there was no possible way that he could claim her right now …

 

Kori only looked back at Shaya, raised an amused eyebrow and smirked. The wolf girl continued to leer at Kagome and licked `her' lips. Then the female demoness managed to turn on her own shower before turning back to gaze at the wet beauty who knelt before them.

 

Inuyasha had had enough, so he boldly walked forward and stood at the shower station between Kouga and Kagome. There was no way he was going to allow his buddy to have an unadulterated view of Kagome's nude form. Shaya maneuvered in a way that would enable him to let his body block as much of the view as possible. He smirked when he heard Kori muttering curses behind his back. The hanyou turned on his shower and let the warm water run over his body. The lingering scent from when he pleasured himself washed down the drain. He reached to grab a bar of soap and then turned to look at Kagome.

 

He had only intended to keep her in sight so that he could mimic her every move and keep Kouga from seeing her in the nude. However, he wasn't ready for what he saw or smelled.

 

Kagome stood under the flowing water, letting it dribble down her body. Her eyes were closed and her hands rubbed a soapy towel over her body. Trails of bubbles followed in the wake of the lucky cloth. Shaya cocked her head to the side for a better view and was oblivious to Kouga's efforts of doing the same.

 

Kagome's small, delicate hands touched her rounded breasts and their stiff, rose-brown centers. One hand would stroke the luscious skin with a sudsy washcloth while the other would sensuously caress the area. Shaya stared in an open-mouthed gape. He watched as her hands lathered the creamy skin of her torso and abdomen. Then, her delicate fingers trailed a sudsy wake into her nether region.

 

Shaya watched in wonder as the foaming washcloth made contact with the dark curly hair at the apex of her thighs. Kagome brought her hands up and down against her nest and murmured a sigh of appreciation. Inuyasha watched enrapt as the suds continued to drip off her rounded breasts, to ease across her flat tone stomach until the bubbles collected at her rounded thighs. Trailing after the bubbles was a gush of water that gently smoothed the lather away from her skin.

 

Shaya's eyes widened as he picked up a new scent from Kagome. As her washcloth rubbed her darkened curls a musky, marine aroma warmed the air around the girl. Oh fuck!

 

Inuyasha really didn't know what he was doing, but her scent called to him. It was the first time he had smelled her arousal and it was so tempting. It shouted to him to complete her, to take her and to finish what her body desired. It didn't register anywhere in the deepest recesses of his brain that, for all intents and purposes, he was a `girl,' and Kagome probably would not desire a female partner.

 

Kori noticed Shaya's heavy lidded eyes and the look of lust that overcame her features. “Shaya,” muttered Kori in a warning. However, his best friend was oblivious to anything but the maddeningly lustful scent of Kagome's arousal, which perfumed the air. Kori also found the scent to be lovely, but Shaya was acting as if it was intoxicating. It was as if he was responding to his chosen mate.

 

“God damn it, Shaya,” grumbled Kori. She grabbed a few bars of soap in her hands and threw them down on the slick tile floor, landing right next to Shaya's feet.

 

Inuyasha was reaching for that delectable scent that beckoned him. It was only a few feet away, and he could even taste the lovely marine aroma on his tongue. Now, if he could only taste it from her wet folds. She wasn't very far away; he only needed to touch her. He needed to touch her…

 

Without warning, his foot stepped on something slippery and he lost his balance. His arms flailed about as he tried to grab something before stumbling to the ground like an idiot.

 

“Ow! Fuck!” yelled Shaya as her body hit the hard and slick tile floor. Whatever spell had drifted over his senses was broken by the cold, unyielding ground he sat on.

 

Kagome's sudsy washcloth stopped its delicious journey down her thighs as she spied Shaya falling down. She dropped her washcloth to look in horror at her roommate sprawled out on the cold, hard floor. “Shaya-chan!” Kagome yelled worriedly. “Are you all right?” Shaya could only look up at Kagome in a dazed manner that seemed to speak of a serious head injury.

 

Kagome bent down on her knees and crept forward to draw her new friend up against her body. She pulled the dazed girl into her arms and let her rest on her wet, naked lap. Inuyasha sighed happily as he felt Kagome's warm, naked flesh sliding so intimately against his own. Kagome was cradling his head in her lap as if it was a precious commodity. Inuyasha felt his face being stroked by gentle hands while he sat contentedly next to her under the crashing warm water.

 

Kagome had a hard time holding the girl. Shaya seemed so much heavier than she looked! The girl in her arms continued to gaze at her with a goofy grin on her face. She was obviously not well; she might need to go to a hospital!

 

“Shaya! Shaya-chan!” Kagome shouted and soon her calls brought some other girls into the shower to see what the commotion was all about.

 

Inuyasha continued to gaze at Kagome with a silly half-grin on his face. His long-time crush smelled so delicious, and he was right next to the delectable aroma that had been pouring forth from her womanhood. It was the best fragrance he had ever had the opportunity to inhale. He felt dizzy. He wasn't too sure if he had hit his head as he fell, but surely his hanyou healing would take care of any injuries. The only word to properly describe what he felt was `drunk.' He was drunk on her aroused scent.

 

“Ka-Go-Me,” he muttered piteously as the petite girl tried to help him stand up with Sango's assistance. With two girls on either side helping him up, Inuyasha only grinned at Kagome with a smile that suggested a serious concussion.

 

“We have to get her to the nurse. She stumbled in the shower. I think she hit her head. She's not coherent,” said Kagome, her voice laced with worry.

 

Inuyasha found his body pressed down onto the wooden slat benches in the locker room and then found Kagome rubbing his soft pink towel against his skin. It felt so lovely for her to rub him down. He gazed at her with a crooked smile.

 

“Look at her, she might have a serious head injury!” quipped Kagome with anxious concern.

 

Inuyasha dumbly acceded to anything Kagome wanted as he allowed his crush to dress him. It was rather fun to have her lovely hands touching his body and then putting on his clothes as if he were a doll. Then, the two girls helped Shaya get up and lead `her' down the hallway to the school nurse.

 

Inuyasha really couldn't ever remember being this deliriously happy.

 

“Some guys get all the luck,” Kori muttered as he followed the concerned entourage to the nurse's office.

 

End Chapter 3

Author's Notes:

#1: OK folks, we really need your help with movie recommendations. Inuyasha in his girl form `Shaya' will be watching at least two movies with Kagome as the story progresses. We want something funny for them to watch. Something that will make Inuyasha/Shaya squirm in discomfort or something that is just dang funny considering that Shaya is really a guy… Any ideas? We'd love to hear from you!

#2: Inuyasha will also be playing a video game with Souta soon. Any video games that you think Inuyasha would enjoy playing? We'll give Souta a Wii system…

#3: We know that Kagome was a little OOC in the chapter. We were stuck with the task of getting Inuyasha in a skirt and found that an overly helpful Kagome (with a hint of aggressiveness—along with a guilt trip) was the only way we could get Inuyasha into a skirt without collaring him with a subjugation rosary. We did think about getting him collared, but honestly this story is all about humor and we found it really funny to have Kagome taking Inuyasha's clothes off and incredibly funny to have Kouga collared instead. (Poor Kouga…but after all of those times when Kouga teased Inuyasha in the anime and manga—we think it's about time for some role reversals.)

#4: Nato: Fermented soy beans that the Japanese love to eat for breakfast with toast. Personally, I find it gross since it looks like mucus.

#5: We couldn't help but to throw a little mention in our story about a wonderfully lemony story called, `The Shrine Prostitute' by FlameTwirler. (Go back and read what Kagura calls Kagome and then check out FlameTwirler's great story if you haven't read it already!)