InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ He's My Girl ❯ A Double Date ( Chapter 8 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the other characters from the anime/manga. They belong to Rumiko Takahashi.

 

 

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`He's My Girl' has won 1st Place at the Inuyasha Fan Guild for Best Comedy 2nd Quarter 2009. A big thank you to everyone who voted and an even bigger thanks to Hedanicree and Kinky-Hoe (for their nominations)!
Warnings:Lemon between two married adultsand some swearing.
Special thanks to our awesome and talented betas: Blackdeathmessenger,Theleb K'aarnaand SplendentGoddess!
This chapter was co-written by Ai Kisugi and Karaumea.
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Songs used in this chapter:

500 Miles by the Proclaimers, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tM0sTNtWDiI

Don't Cha by the Pussycat Dolls, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bswpx5BTeHk

Hips Don't Lie by Shakira, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygctbqBijFk

Since we have been asked multiple times… This is an Inuyasha/Kagome, Kouga/Ayame,Sesshoumaru/Rin and Miroku/Sango story. And Inuyasha and Koga are still guys! The concealment charm is a very powerful illusion (like a hologram). Everyone sees two girls, but when the boys touch themselves (or if anyone else touches them) they feel their male `parts.'
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Chapter 8: A Double Date

 

 

Kouga moaned as he twisted under his blankets. He felt something silky on his skin and briefly wondered if he had gone to bed wearing a robe.

 

“I feel so fucking tired,” was all he could think in his muddled brain before wakefulness crept over his senses.

 

He squeezed his pillow and then groggily sat up. He looked down and saw a bright blue, silky kimono hanging off of his shoulders. The expanse of fabric had barely covered his torso last night, but now it hung open. He looked down in distress when he saw two perfectly formed round breasts with rose-brown nipples peaking out from his top. Normally he would have found his lovely feminine form to be amusing or perhaps even erotic. But now seeing his form bared in such a way just made his stomach feel queasy.

 

He dared to look at his closet door and the mirror that adorned it. There he saw a beautiful, disheveled demon girl. Her long black hair was in disarray and was strewn messily about her shoulders. The lipstick she had worn was smudged across her cheek and her mascara was a black smear above each eye. Adding to it was a blotchy blue eyeshadow that made it look like she had two black eyes.

 

Kouga frowned as he looked at himself in the mirror. The girl that was staring back at him looked miserable and defeated. If he didn't know better he would have thought he was looking at a girl who had been fucked over by a guy.

 

A shocked and startling revelation crept over his consciousness. I was fucked over by guys last night! The reflection he was gazing at gaped back at him with wide eyes that apparently couldn't believe what had just been revealed. He shook his head as he thought about last night at the Seventh Heaven club.

 

Kouga had wanted to get a job there so badly. It had seemed like a dream to be around half-naked women all day long. He had seen women stripping down to nothing and chicks that were giving lap dances. But when he looked back now, he realized that he had been sexually harassed too many times to count by the club's customers. Horny little fuckers!

 

The wolf demon had endured some of the mistreatment because he had been lost in his own little fantasy of having nude chicks around him, but that fantasy quickly ended when he had been forced to sit on some asshole's lap. That had been the last straw. He could still feel the bulge in the guy's pants pushing against his bottom and he shuddered in disgusted horror. That was what it felt like — to be treated like a sex toy without any mind or rights.

 

He didn't think he would have appreciated any of those chauvinistic gestures even if he were a woman. But, I'm a man, dammit! I'm not supposed to be groped by male hands! It's disgusting! It's demeaning!

 

His blue orbs landed on Kori's heated ones in the mirror before trailing down to her disheveled clothing and he once again noted the irritating abundance of flesh that the garment showed. Perhaps for the first time in his life, Ookami, Kouga felt a strange heat inside him that manifested itself on his cheeks as he gazed upon his vulnerable image. He swallowed nervously as he looked at the girls' worried face in front of him.

 

What was this alien feeling that was overcoming him? Was it shame? He shook his head to shoo away the unwelcome sensation. I didn't do anything wrong! He was just an honest girl trying to make some money for his date. If anything, those bastards should be ashamed of themselves, forcing their hands on innocent, unsuspecting women like that!

 

He didn't know whether to cry or scream. But I'm a man! I'm a wolf demon! I'm not going to cry, dammit! A low but savage growl built up in his chest. Some of the growl was released as his jaw twitched in anger and indignity. Just then his dorm room door opened as Ayame walked into their room wearing a clingy silk robe. The rest of his savage, hurt growl erupted and Ayame stopped dead in her tracks. Her curious eyes landed on her roommate.

 

“Guys are so fucking thoughtless, you know! Using me like some piece of damned flesh! What about my feelings?” Kori cried out. She clenched her jaw in order to keep herself from breaking down and crying. There was no way he'd ever break down in front of a girl.

 

Ayame paused and looked over her roommate critically for the first time, noticing that she looked like a man had ravaged her. Her makeup was smeared and her once lovely hair was a tousled mess. Even her breasts were hanging out of her skimpy kimono; it looked like she had been fondled and abandoned.

 

“Gods, Kori,” sputtered Ayame as she rushed up to sit next to her roommate, her face weighed with concern. She cupped Kori's face in her hands. “Are you all right? What happened?”

 

Kori pulled away and then tugged at her top, trying in vain to cover up her exposed breasts. “I worked at the Seventh Heaven club last night,” grumbled the wolf demon as she avoided Ayame's eyes and instead looked down at the floor.

 

“The Seventh Heaven!? The strip club,” yelled out Ayame aghast. “Good girls don't work there, Kori. Oh my God, did they force you, did they…?” She left the words dangling in the air.

 

Kouga snorted. “They tried, but I finally had enough and decked one of those fuckers. I lost my job, but…” Kori shrugged and tried to pass the matter off as if she didn't care. But her bright red cheeks and hunched shoulders told another story.

 

“Oh Kami, girl. I'm so sorry,” whispered Ayame as she pulled her roommate into a tight hug.

 

For a brief moment Kouga didn't know what to do. He had held plenty of girls before; he had even held them while pretending to comfort them. However, he had never had a girl comfort him, unless he was faking an emotion and trying to get into their pants. This was all completely and utterly new to him.

 

His hands gingerly crept around Ayame's winsome frame and silky green robe to finally pull her closer to him. Kouga found that he liked having her soft form pressed against this own. It had been so long since he had touched something so magically tender. He found his nose in her long flowing red tresses and sniffed. She smelled of cinnamon. When he had first met her, he didn't like the fragrance, but now felt that it was growing on him. It might smell good to have that scent coupled with his own raw, masculine wolf scent. Little Kouga suddenly leapt to attention and saluted. Aw, fuck! Gotta get these ideas out of my head or she'll notice.

 

Kori pulled away from Ayame and yet again he avoided her eyes, but this time it was because he didn't want her to see the lust swimming within them.

 

Ayame looked at Kori with sadness and sympathy. Then she patted Kori's knees in a show of camaraderie. “You lost your job, Kori?”

 

Kori nodded silently and still kept her eyes hidden as she glanced downward.

 

“My family owns a club in the Roppongi Hills district. We're short of help there right now, since my brothers are out of town. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind another wolf demon working there. You can be part of our pack,” she added with a glowing smile.

 

Kouga looked up at Ayame with alarm. “Another club,” she muttered with horror. She shook her head. “No, no, no. I'm not going to be man handled or groped again!”

 

The red headed demoness widened her eyes in surprise and then started laughing. “Oh, it's not a club like the Seventh Heaven. It's a respectable establishment. We only have dancing and karaoke there, certainly no strippers or girls giving lap dances. It's not always perfect, but situations like that are a rarity. And if it does happen, I'll help you.”

 

“Help me?” asked Kouga in complete puzzlement. How can a girl help me?

 

Ayame made a show of pulling up the sleeves of her robes and then flexing her smaller, feminine muscles. “Yeah, I'll kick their asses if they try anything on you.”

 

Kouga just blinked. A girl has just offered to help beat up a guy for me?

 

Then he looked at Ayame's face again. She was glowing with warmth and a brilliant smile adorned her features. Suddenly she was looking so much more beautiful than he had ever seen before. She usually looked sullen and ill-tempered.

 

What brought about the change? Or I am changing? Kori cocked her head to the side as in puzzlement. Then she grinned her wolfish smile at her roommate. “Sure, it can't hurt to try,” Kori said after a moment.

 

Ayame put up her hand and high-fived her roommate. Suddenly the two girls were grinning and Ayame was giggling. After a very hard night, Kouga finally felt content.

 

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The ill-fated weekend had finally passed for Kouga. Soon it was Monday, and he found himself relaxing after a hard day at school. Oftentimes he would complain of `cramps' and the teacher would swiftly excuse him from any further workouts. Just what I wanted! He kicked up his feet on the metal bleachers and gazed down at the lovely views that presented themselves before him. I love watching chicks workout in tight clothes!

 

His happy, cerulean blue eyes gazed upon the `all-female' volleyball game. Nothing was better than watching girls run, jump and spike the ball wearing little more than bikini bottoms and long sleeved tops. Life is so fucking good! He grinned as he watched Ayame jump as she served the ball, her tone body glistening with effort. Kagura quickly returned the volleyball. The round projectile was swift and barely glanced over the net in the center of the court before it headed straight for Shaya's head.

 

Kouga held his face in his hand as he noticed that Inuyasha was staring at Kagome's backside rather than paying attention to where the ball was about to land. What an idiot. Smack! The silver-haired hanyou received a volleyball right in her face.

 

“Shaya!” yelled Kagome who ran to aid her roommate. Before Inuyasha could even tell Kagome that nothing could ever hurt a hanyou, he was quickly brought over to the benches and was sat next to Kouga. “Kori, could you please watch after Shaya while we finish playing our game? She was hit really hard by the ball,” asked Kagome breathlessly.

 

Inuyasha tried to grumble something about annoying wenches and how he couldn't possibly be hurt. However, he was quickly quieted by Kagome's hug before the girl made her way back over to the volleyball court.

 

Shaya crossed her arms in front of her chest and tried to look tough, her golden orbs following every sway of the miko's hips as she walked away. Then a pleased countenance settled over Inuyasha's features, something that was rarely seen in the surly half-demon.

 

Kouga twiddled his thumbs in puzzlement as he contemplated his buddy. Something was up with Inuyasha and he was going to figure it out. Whatever it is… He figured that the half-demon should start by telling him where he had been spending all of his free-time lately. “So, mutt-face, where have you been all weekend? I haven't seen you even once.”

 

The half-smile that had graced the hanyou's lips curled down into a thin line. He huffed, “I was working, wolf-shit. That's where I was.”

 

The wolf demon smirked. “Working where, Shaya?”

 

His buddy turned to glare at him, one black eyebrow raised. “I have a new job, a respectable one.” The hanyou was looking very pleased with himself or perhaps he was simply satisfied with looking at the plethora of beautiful, feminine bodies before him.

 

“Oh?” Kori queried with a joking tone in her voice. “What does respectable mean, Sha-yah? That you don't have to wear tight fitting dresses and high heeled stilettos?”

 

The look of utter contentment that had briefly passed his friend's face twisted into a scowl. “No, wolf-shit.” Shaya frowned and then gazed at Kori with a jaunty smirk. “I got to work up close and personal all last weekend with Kagome.” Snickering, the hanyou waited for the wolf to absorb the latest piece of information.

 

Kouga was about to interrogate the hanyou further when a chill ran up his spine. Cool hands ghosted over his backside and attempted to squeeze his hindquarters. This time I know how to handle it!

 

With the blazing speed that only a wolf-demon could possess, Kori stood up and then turned to stomp down hard on the lecher's foot.

 

Miroku looked up at the girl painfully as he whimpered and tried to soothe his abused appendage. He was jumping up and down on one foot as he looked at the girl with wide eyes.

 

Kori smiled wickedly at the teenaged monk to offer her apologies. “Oh, so sorry, dear. Did I step on your foot?” she asked with sarcasm lacing her words.

 

“No problem,” Miroku managed to choke out, still cringing in pain. He grimaced as he moved away from the comely demoness and then went to sit down as far away from Kori as he possibly could.

 

A startled hanyou looked back and forth between the smirking wolf demon and the sniveling monk. “What the fuck?! 'Sorry? Dear?' What's with the sugar coating? And, what's wrong with your right hook?” asked an astonished Inuyasha. “Why didn't you just pummel the guy?”

 

Kouga turned away from the monk he was steadily learning to hate and then smirked at Inuyasha. “It's a new trick I learned from Ayame. You just step on their feet hard enough that it gives them enough pain to stay a safe distance away from you and your clumsy legs the next time. And the best part is that they cannot blame you, since you did not openly attack them. It works better when you wear heels, though.”

 

Shaya opened and closed her mouth a few times as if she was too shocked to form the words. “But…Ayame? I thought you found her annoying. Since when do you plot with her against unsuspecting lechers?”

 

The wolf demon looked smugly at his friend. “Since last Saturday. Oh, haven't I told you? I'm waitressing with the red-head at her family's place.”

 

Inuyasha's eyes widened further. At the horrified look the hanyou gave him, Kouga added, “Relax, man. It's a respectable place. And, she's not annoying, by the way.”

 

The amber-eyed girl pulled back and looked at Kori quizzically. “She's not? What made you change your mind?”

 

Kori only sighed and looked up at the sky before she mumbled, “The night at Seventh Heaven.”

 

Inuyasha cringed as Kouga's face darkened with the memory. “Can we please forget that it ever happened?” asked the traumatized half-demon.

 

“Gladly,” answered Kori as she shook her head, as if the motion would suddenly remove the unwelcome memories. She continued, “Well, you should see her at work. She has these amazing ways to protect herself from unwanted attention. Honestly, the place is not too bad and it's not often that someone tries to grope you. There was this one time I had trouble getting some bastard off my tail. I was about to bump the asshole straight to hell, but she beat me to it. You should have seen it, buddy; it was unforgettable. She's really cool.” Kouga grinned and the full smile lit up his entire face. Then he turned to look at the aforementioned redhead who had just spiked the volleyball over the net. Kouga's face immediately softened with a look Inuyasha had never seen on his friend before.

 

“Is she now?” asked Inuyasha, noticing for the first time that the wolf demon's eyes had been following the red-headed demoness the whole time. He smirked inwardly. Who knows? Perhaps, this girl can change Kouga for the better.

 

“And the best part is that I made half of the money I need for my date with my little lipstick lesbian,” added Kouga excitedly.

 

Or not. Inuyasha rolled his eyes at his incorrigible friend before giving his whole attention to the poetic view of his sweating and panting miko on the volleyball court. His eyes even smiled as he relaxed in his seat. Damn, life is good.

 

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Izayoi made her way to their large futon that was on a raised, mahogany platform. Their bed was covered in a royal blue duvet and their nook was partially concealed by sweeping swaths of blue and white cloth.

 

Her husband was busily reading over the day's reports from the Takahashi conglomeration. He was so engrossed in reading that he never noticed that his wife was wearing a lacey black negligee that covered little and exposed much.

 

“Taisho,” she said playfully as her fingers splayed across his silver-haired chest.

 

“Hummmm, what is it dear?” the ancient warrior-turned business tycoon murmured as he continued reading his reports as if they were an absorbing novel.

 

Wearing a playful smile, Izayoi moved closer to Taisho and sat on his lap. The motion startled him enough that he looked up from his computer printouts and for the first time noticed the beautiful woman with long, ribbon-like black hair before him who was barely covered in naughty, black lace. He gazed up and down at the figure that was straddling him.

 

The negligee was cut low, but even if it were not, he could plainly see her light brown nipples that were tantalizingly beckoning him from behind their flimsy coverings. He looked down the delicate gossamer fabric to see her porcelain skin and a darkened nest of curls at the junction of her creamy thighs.

 

“Iza-yoi,” Taisho drawled out as he threw the reports aside and grabbed her by the waist. His wife's arms moved behind his neck to draw him closer to him.

 

“Kiss me like you mean it,” she demanded.

 

He complied.

 

Taisho had no idea what had brought on her sexual needs for the night, but he wasn't about to complain.

 

Her hands moved methodically down the treasure trail of silver hair to his boxer shorts. He moaned into their kiss as she pulled the satin boxers down and off of his legs. Then she positioned her body in between his legs, and her mouth swallowed his engorged length. She pistoned his length up and down, bringing out an excited gasp from the thousand-year-old demon. She suckled him mercilessly until he pleaded with her to stop.

 

“Stop, I need to…,” the great Inutaisho sputtered like a schoolboy.

 

“You need to what, darling?” asked Izayoi with silky words as she turned around and presented her backside to her husband. Her lovely bottom was pushed backward and she was squatting on all fours in front of him.

 

“You know what this does to me,” he answered, moving his large clawed hands to the lacey black garment that was covering what he wanted. With a flick of his wrist, there was nothing left between his eager fingers and his destination. He used his knuckles to knead at her entrance and found her dewy cleft swollen and moist. He breathed in deeply as he massaged her pleasure spot. She smelled like the sea, like the salty air after a gale had hit the coast.

 

He always liked her bent over in front of him. She knew it was his favorite position, he could smell her scent right under his nose, he could see himself thrusting inside of her and what he loved most of all was that it showed that she submitted her body to his will.

 

“Damn, Izayoi,” he muttered, his eyes rolling back once he was lost in her fragrance. The golden orbs soon mixed with feral red as his nostrils filled with her arousal. “I want you,” he bellowed as he rammed himself into her and started to ride her hard and fast.

 

He bent down low, his chest covering her back. One hand propped him up while the other rubbed her wet entrance and her puffy clit.

 

“Come for me, baby,” he murmured with love and satisfaction. After all of the years they had spent together making love he knew exactly how to play her body—every single inch. He knew what touches caused her to orgasm and what caused her to melt into passionate lust.

 

It wasn't long before she exploded around him, enveloping him in a gush of wet warmth and spasming pleasure. He let the feeling crest around him as her pulsating heat drew him in even deeper and caused him to let loose. “Izayoi!” he screamed roughly as his body flailed behind hers, diving in again and again.

 

His body did not even seem like it was his own as he momentarily left the earthly realm and rode the waves of pleasure that enveloped him. It was a natural high that only his wife's passion could give him. Eventually, he returned to his physical form and hugged his wife from behind. “I love you so much, Izayoi.”

 

His wife twisted, and he slipped out as she reached back to kiss him as well. Their bodies shifted, and he collapsed on the large futon with his wife safely nestled on top of him. She rested her head on his chest, her fingers once again playing with the silvery hair.

 

Taisho just rested in absolute, satiated pleasure and closed his eyes. He kissed the top of his wife's head, and his fingers toyed with her long, ebony strands. They laid there in silence for a minute or two before Izayoi spoke.

 

“Higurashi, Kunloon called me today. Do you remember her? Rin's Mom,” she murmured as her hands stroked the skin of his chest.

 

Taisho wasn't really listening. He was still too enamored with what they had just done and he was still riding his high. “Uh, huh,” he replied. Such an answer was always a safe one in marriage. It never really committed you to one thing or another and let the other person think that you were actually listening, at least that had been Taisho's experience.

 

Izayoi's voice was low and steady as she continued. “She saw Shaya today. She saw my daughter. She said that she was beautiful,” Izayoi's violet-gray eyes looked up at Taisho expectantly.

 

He only smiled down wistfully at his wife. “Uh, huh,” he murmured.

 

“I know that you have forbidden me from seeing Inuyasha. You think that I'll spoil him and ruin the careful lesson Sesshoumaru has concocted for him. But, I want to see Shaya; I want to see my daughter.”

 

Taisho gazed down at Izayoi in absolute contentment. “Um, hummm,” he added as he stroked the top of her hair.

 

“I'm going to see Shaya in a few days and take her shopping,” added Izayoi as she looked up at Taisho with increasing perplexity.

 

He just smiled at her and stroked her lovely backside. He squeezed her silky, smooth bottom. “Um, hummm,” he responded.

 

“I plan on spending a whole gob of money and maxing out all of the credit cards while I take my daughter shopping,” she added with a note of spite in her voice.

 

The great dog demon turned his head and looked at Izayoi in confusion. Her tone of voice had just changed and he had only been murmuring small words of agreement for the past few minutes. He actually had no idea as to what he had exactly agreed to, but he felt the hair stand up on the back of his neck and he knew something was wrong. When he saw his wife glare at him evilly he knew that he had just screwed up somehow. But what did I do? He was utterly bewildered.

 

“So you have no problems with this?” demanded Izayoi as she gazed with determination into her mate's eyes.

 

“Uh, no problems, whatsoever,” he agreed suddenly in an attempt to ward off the tempest that was brewing in his wife's stormy gray eyes.

 

“Good,” she responded with a smile that was both lovely and wicked at the same time. “I'll let you know how it goes after I see her.”

 

“After you see who, my dear?” asked Taisho though he suspected that he wasn't going to like the answer.

 

“The person you agreed to let me see,” responded Izayoi with a satisfied smile. “I'll let you know how it goes after I see her.”

 

“Well, dear. Be sure to have fun and tell her I said `Hi.'”

 

Izayoi only shook her head and then leaned forward to turn off the overhead light. Men, they never learn.

 

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Shaya was trying not to frown, but Kagome's insistence was wearing him down. He took his sweats out of his PE locker.

 

“I really don't think it's such a good idea, Kagome,” Shaya murmured as she wrenched off her annoyingly short skirt and blouse. Shaya looked up at Kagome from the corner of her eyes. He wanted to see his roommate undress again, but he didn't want it to be obvious that he was checking her out. His roommate's back was to him as she started to undress, so he let his gaze wander over the eye candy before him. Oh, long, creamy legs. Yes, take off that bra…

 

The miko was concentrating on unfastening her satin, pink bra. For a few blissful moments, her breasts jiggled as she moved before she pulled a sports bra over her head. She didn't notice the heated gaze upon her skin. “Shaya,” responded Kagome unapologetically. “You showed up at my last date with Hojo. So why don't you come with me on our next date?”

 

Shaya frowned in frustration. I want to be the guy taking you out on a date. I'm not tagging along with…

 

Kagome continued oblivious to Inuyasha's thoughts. “Hojo said that Hiten is a really nice guy.” Then the girl looked Shaya in the eye mischievously. “I hear he's really cute. He has long hair. I love long hair on a guy, don't you?”

 

Shaya tried to suppress a growl as he heard the girl he was in love with confessing that some other guy was good looking. He tried not to slam the door shut on his locker. Fucking Hiten. What's so damned special about him?

 

“You'd like him,” Kagome admonished.

 

“Not fucking likely,” growled out Shaya as she pulled the bulky sweatshirt and sweatpants over her body. At least I'm wearing something that covers my fucking curves. He grimaced to himself when he realized that he had also started to wear a sports bra during his PE classes—without any prompting from Kagome. He was getting too many gazes from Miroku (whenever he would show up) and any other male that happened to be watching the `all female' sporting events.

 

After his run-in at the Seventh Heaven club he had become increasingly wary of unwanted male attention. His female form was extremely busty and even a sweatshirt could only hide so much when he was running and jumping across the field. I hate being a female. God damn you, Sesshoumaru!

 

Kagome bit her lip in frustration. “Fine. If you don't want to go, then I'll just go on a date with Hojo—alone.”

 

Shaya turned around sharply to look at Kagome. “No, you're not. You can't trust him. He's a guy. He might…” The hanyou girl paused as she gripped her hands, letting them clench and relax repeatedly as she stared at Kagome.

 

His miko quirked an eyebrow in response. “He might…?” she queried.

 

“He might…he might touch you, all right?” answered Shaya in frustration.

 

Kagome crossed her arms in front of her and glared back at her roommate with a haughty expression. “I'm a big girl. I can handle someone like Hojo.”

 

Shaya moved forward and grabbed one of Kagome's crossed arms. The look on the hanyou's face was a cross between desperation and anxiety. “You can't,” she choked. “You can't, not alone…” Suddenly, unwanted images of Hojo being alone with Kagome in the dark surfaced in his mind. All Inuyasha could see was the moronic letch kissing Kagome; moving his hand up her thigh and under her skirt…

 

Kagome sighed. She looked away momentarily from Shaya and then looked directly into her golden orbs. “Shaya, I know that it's just your `Inu' instincts that are trying to protect me.” She paused as she licked her lips. “But, I'm nearly a grown woman. I will go out on dates. If you want to look after me, I will not let you be the odd third party. So, if you want to be there, you will be there with a date of your own.” Kagome swallowed as she uttered her last words a little more harshly than she intended. After all, Shaya was only trying to look out for her, trying to protect her like a little sister. Right?

 

As she gazed up at Shaya, she couldn't help but notice the strange forlorn look that stole across her beautiful features. “Keh,” answered Shaya as she turned her face away from Kagome. “Damn. Fine. I'll go on a date with…” Shaya steeled herself and tried to get the word out of her mouth. He was trying hard to say the guy's name, but simply found that he couldn't voice the words that would state that he had agreed to date another guy.

 

Kagome beamed a heart-warming smile at Shaya. “With Hiten…”

 

Inuyasha had the strangest feeling while gazing at his roommate's sweet visage. Part of him was utterly disgusted with himself, but the other half would give just about anything to see Kagome smile at him that way again. He really couldn't help but to give her a simple, wane smile in return. Shaya was quickly rewarded by a hug.

 

Kagome's arms enveloped him as she squeezed him tight and then let go. “Thank you, Shaya. You won't regret it.”

 

Inuyasha tried to ignore the sinking sensation in his gut that told him he was already regretting it, but he chose to ignore it. He could do this. He'd go on a double date with her, if only to keep that creep Hojo from making any more moves on his girl.

 

Running his clawed fingers through his long silver hair as he glanced at his errant miko. Inuyasha noticed that Kagome was picking up a quiver of arrows and her bow from her locker.

 

“Today's our defensive training,” answered Kagome to his unspoken question. “You'll be training with the demonic group, I suppose.”

 

Shaya only snorted in response. “I never know where that old hag is going to put me.”

 

Kagome playfully hit Shaya on the shoulder. “Be nice, Shaya-chan.”

 

“Keh,” murmured Shaya as she watched Kagome walk ahead of him. He noticed the way her hips rose and fell with each step and the way her rounded backside was so noticeable under her tight yoga pants. Look, but don't touch… Look, but don't touch…

 

The two girls waited with a larger crowd of their fellow female classmates as Coach Haori started to instruct the group on today's exercises. They were going to be separated into two groups. The human females who would be studying miko skills, and the demon group would be learning how to hone their natural demonic abilities.

 

Shaya blithely ignored the instructor and nudged Kagome with his shoulder. There was a question he had wanted to ask Kagome since he smelled a familiar scent on Kagome's Mom last weekend.

 

“Hey, Kags. I was wondering,” began Shaya.

 

Kagome nodded her head to acknowledge that she was listening, while she still kept her face looking at her coach. Their coach was still muttering on about teamwork and how everyone needed to work together for the common good.

 

“Your Mom,” Shaya paused. How am I going to say this? “Is she seeing anyone? I mean is she dating again?”

 

Kagome blinked, momentarily startled by the question. She couldn't help but to turn and face Shaya with a look of confusion on her face. She then quickly turned back around to face the front. The last thing she wanted to happen was to be made an example of by their overly enthusiastic coach. “No, Mom's never even seemed interested in dating. I mean, she said Dad was the only one for her, and you know,” Kagome paused as she took a deep breath. “When he died…it was as if a part of her had quietly died as well. Rin acted the same. They were both very broken by his death.”

 

Shaya swallowed. He was treading on ground that was likely hurting the very girl he was questioning, but he needed to know. “And you?”

 

Kagome shivered and drew her arms around her shoulders. The air was warm; there was no reason for her to be cold. “I…I was hurt, but Souta needed someone. Grandpa tried to help, but Souta needed a woman's comfort. Then…,” Kagome paused again, taking another deep breath. “Then Rin disappeared. I was so sure that Mom wouldn't be able to handle the stress. First Dad died and then Rin is gone without a trace.”

 

Shaya moved up closer beside Kagome and put a hand on her arm. He took it upon himself to rub her arm up and down in a feeble attempt to warm her spirits.

 

Kagome looked back at Shaya again. Her eyes were watery, but a curious tenderness surrounded them. “I didn't think that Mom would be able to handle it. Both Dad and Rin gone. But, somehow, she snapped out of it. Maybe she finally realized that we needed her, we needed to be a family. She never mourned my father again after that. She seemed strangely at peace and was always hopeful that we would one day see Rin again.” Kagome paused again and whispered while she tried to face the front of the class. “I only hope that it's true. I miss my sister.”

 

“Higurashi!” Coach Haori yelled out loudly to the group that was standing in front of her. “Since you are so set on talking, why don't you explain to everyone how to fire a sacred purification arrow?”

 

The group of girls around Kagome started to giggle as she blushed. “Yes!” answered Kagome as she straightened her back, pulled her bow stiffly to her side and then walked forward past the gaggle of students. Inuyasha groaned to himself, knowing that it was his questions that had gotten his roommate in trouble.

 

Coach Haori was old and stout with long graying hair. She stood just a little over one meter and her head barely reached Kagome's shoulders. However, the old crone had a wary look in her eyes that let you know not to trifle with her.

 

“Stand up straight. Feet apart!” barked out the coach.

 

Kagome did a very good job of wearing an emotionless mask. Just like she always did when she was about to call upon the Gods for their powers and to imbue her arrow with spiritual energy, she was almost meditating. She was not of the world around her, she was melding with the kami and asking for their strength--their power.

 

She moved her feet so that they were exactly a shoulder width apart, then she drew an arrow from her quiver and notched it against her bow. She looked straight ahead at the target before her. Four sets of bullseye targets were placed against a concrete bunker in front of her. She noted the wind, how it played with her hair, how strongly it swept past her and in which direction it blew, and she compensated by tilting her arrow slightly to the left. She drew the arrow up to her chin, the fletching barely touching her skin. Then she drew on her deep reservoir of spiritual energy, the energy that only the kami could grant.

 

The arrow shimmered pink and the crowd and even her coach murmured words of astonishment and approval. She let the arrow fly and the glowing energy surrounding the arrow flared and increased before hitting the target. She didn't hit it square on the bullseye, but she was close. The arrow flickered as some spiritual energy still remained. Kagome flexed her hand and lowered her bow with a small smile drifting across her face.

 

The miko turned to look back at Shaya, because she knew her roommate would be proud of her. Kagome was expecting the smirk that was now so familiar to her and she had also anticipated the proud gleam in the hanyou's eyes. What she was not expecting to see was Inuyasha in the same exact sweats that Shaya had been wearing, looking at her.

 

Kagome's lips pursed together and then pulled apart. “What…what?” she murmured as she dropped her stance and walked forward to get a better glimpse of Inuyasha.

 

For the briefest of seconds he stood there arrogantly with his arms crossed and a pleased smile across his face. Then his arms dropped and he looked at Kagome quizzically. “Kagome?” he questioned.

 

Kagome cocked her head to the side as if to better gauge the curious sight before her. She stared at him with widened eyes and a questioning look. He was standing tall, with broad shoulders and a very apparent Adam's apple that was bobbing nervously on his throat. There he was again, Inuyasha, the very man she had a crush on for over two years, the very man who was not supposed to be in Japan. The man who certainly would not be caught dead wearing his sister's clothes.

 

The arrow that had been shot finally flickered and faded like a candle that had been blown out. Inuyasha's form shimmered and blurred until there was only Shaya in front of her. What is going on? Am I losing my mind?

 

Kagome put her hand to her head as if checking for a fever before she stumbled forward. “I'm…I'm feeling ill,” was all Kagome managed to mumble before she staggered to the girl's locker room with Shaya quickly trailing behind.

 

~~~oo0oo~~~

 

The week flew on by far too quickly for Inuyasha. He had been dreading Friday, the day he was going to have his `date' with a guy named Hiten. Inuyasha knew that it was going to be a difficult night. Not only would he need to find a way to keep Hojo from getting his hands on Kagome, but he would also need to fend off Hiten at the same time!

 

Feh! It's not as if I didn't get any practice at the Seventh Heaven. Just the thought of that hellish dive where he had been groped all night made him growl.

 

“Are you OK, Shaya-chan?” asked his roommate who was taking far too long to get herself ready for their shared, double-date. She had been preening in front of the mirror for the past hour.

 

“Fine,” muttered the hanyou as she shrugged her shoulders and continued gazing at her roommate.

 

Why do women need to act like peacocks, put on so much makeup and stare at themselves in the mirror? Inuyasha had spent a total of three minutes getting dressed: a pair of jeans, a shirt and sandals. What is all the fuss about?

 

Shaya turned to judge Kagome's appearance. She looked even more beautiful and sexy than she normally did. Her lips were full, glossy and red. Her eyes had a touch of green eye shadow and her lashes were long and dark from the mascara she was using. Her long, wavy hair fell freely about her shoulders and cascaded down her back.

 

The miko's green mini-skirt was far too tight for tonight and her white spaghetti strap top showed all of her curves. Everything was on display, her full, rounded breasts and even her perky nipples that poked against the fabric of the thin cotton shirt. Inuyasha stopped to admire the beautiful view, but then a troubling thought occurred to him. Hojo's going to see her looking like this…? No fucking way!

 

“It's really too cold outside. You need a jacket,” mentioned Shaya as she pulled her red windbreaker from the hook near the door and then proceeded to drape it on Kagome's form.

 

Kagome looked at her roommate curiously. Shaya nodded to herself. Much better. Now if I could only cover up her legs. “Don't you think you should be wearing pants?” she asked Kagome. Before his roommate could even answer, Shaya was already digging through the miko's dresser drawers to find a pair of baggy jeans. When she had found the biggest, baggiest pair that she could find she pulled them out and smiled at Kagome.

 

Shaya put the unworn jeans up against Kagome's form and noticed how her legs were now nicely covered. Even her ankles would be hidden in the voluminous pants.

 

Kagome arched an eyebrow that was starting to twitch irritably. She grabbed the jeans from Shaya and proceeded to stuff them back into her dresser. “Shaya, I am not changing!”

 

What's her problem? I'm only trying to keep that fucker from touching her. As if she wants Hojo to touch her… Inuyasha smoldered in barely concealed anger before he saw Kagome presenting her lovely backside to him again. He watched her lean over her dresser to put the unwanted clothes away, her miniskirt riding up noticeably as she leaned forward, her rounded bottom pushed out. As she shimmied and bent down he could even see a glimpse of pink panty. Fuck!

 

Shaya crossed her arms again and tried not to look at the tempting ass she had so frequently shown to him. “Feh!”

 

Kagome slammed the drawer shut. “What are you? My mother?” she questioned loudly. Then she stood up straight again and pushed her shoulders back. “A girl needs to look nice for her date,” she added as her hand tossed her hair back. Then she shook her head as she gazed at Shaya's appearance.

 

Her roommate was wearing a pair of baggy jeans, a white wife beater and a pair of flat, white sandals. Shaya's hair was in disarray, silver tresses tossed haphazardly around her curvaceous frame. It was also apparent that the girl wasn't wearing any makeup. But despite her attempts to not show off her better assets, it was also obvious that Shaya was so utterly gorgeous, so maddeningly beautiful, that even baggy jeans and a plain shirt could not hide her beauty. Lovely curves were visible under the short tank top and a swath of tan skin and navel showed over her low slung, rumpled pants. Even her hair, which didn't seem combed, looked wild, untamed and naturally luxurious. One look at her mesmerizing golden eyes could have a man enraptured for hours. The girl couldn't look plain even when she tried.

 

“Would you like some lipstick or eyeshadow, Shaya?” queried Kagome.

 

Shaya turned away from her roommate and shrugged. “As if!”

 

Kagome sighed and then put her arm in Shaya's. “They said to meet them at the Shibuya Station. We're going to meet at the Hachiko statue.”

 

“The statue of the dog that waited faithfully for his owner?”

 

“The very one,” Kagome smiled as they walked out of the dorm room together--two girlfriends, going out on a double-date.

 

~~~oo0oo~~~

The two erstwhile couples sat down on flat cushions at the formal restaurant. They were sitting at a low, lacquer-topped table on a tatami mat floor. Kagome sat with her knees tucked underneath her, like a mermaid. The two boys and Shaya sat cross-legged. The silver-haired girl scratched her abdomen while servers in dark, cotton kimonos and long, white tabi socks walked slowly and purposefully around the establishment. Hojo had chosen a formal Japanese restaurant for their dinner and he was the only person at the table who was grinning wildly. He didn't show the slightest concern for Shaya's utter disdain and rude behavior. He didn't even seem to notice Hiten's perplexed looks or Kagome's nervousness. Hojo was taking Kagome out on a date, and to him, life was perfect.

 

Shaya discounted everything around her and slurped nosily from her bowl of ramen noodles. She used her chopsticks to shove mounds of noodles in her mouth and barely kept herself from belching. The amber-eyed girl grinned secretly to herself. Keh! I need to make sure that Hiten will never want to date me again!

 

Hiten had barely said a word to the lovely hanyou girl that was sitting across from him. When he had agreed to go on a double-date with Hojo, he was expecting Shaya to be, well, a dog. After all, she was a half dog demon. His shock at the curvaceous goddess that sat across from him was evident as he stared blithely at the girl who ignored his every effort to make a conversation. Hiten was used to women throwing themselves at him. After all, he was a full demon and unlike his brother, Manten, he knew that he was an impeccable piece of manhood. Simply put, he knew that he was handsome; he knew that women liked his long black hair, his chiseled body and strikingly blue eyes. What woman wouldn't want me? He frowned. Apparently, Shaya was the only woman who didn't, and that made him long for her even more. She is so luscious!

 

Hiten watched the way her dainty, long fingers held her chopsticks. She moved with grace and elegance as a lucky noodle was slurped into her perfectly formed pink lips. Lips he wanted to touch, kiss and savor. The black haired demon licked his own as he imagined tipping Shaya over in his lap and kissing her. Then his hands would make short work of her tight little wife beater. He could even see her large round breasts and heavy brown areolas through her thin top--it didn't hide anything. The sheer, white cotton fabric hid just enough to make him savor the contents that were obscured. He didn't sigh, he almost moaned. Gods, I want her!

 

Once Shaya had made short work of the noodles, she then tipped the entire bowl into her mouth and loudly gulped down the broth. Kagome looked away askance. Hojo still smiled at Kagome, nothing could truly faze him. Then the silver-haired goddess wiped her face with the back of her hand and afterwards smoothed her digits onto her baggy jeans. After gracing everyone with a self-satisfied smile, she burped loudly.

 

“Shaya-chan!” Kagome said abruptly. “I think that we need to go to the restroom, don't you think?”

 

For the first time since the hanyou had entered the restaurant, she smiled and allowed Kagome to drag her along to the woman's restroom. However, before she left she turned around and with a smile was able to stop a server in his tracks. “Waiter, I'd like another one! Oh, and I'd like another tempura assortment while you are at it!” Shaya smiled to herself, she'd order enough food to make Hiten broke. Besides, ever since Sesshoumaru had put him in this `situation' he had to make due with much less than he was used to. For one night he was going to live it up. If it would also cause Hiten to lose all his money, then it would be all the better! Keh!

 

Inuyasha never bothered to look at his `date', that asshole demon named, Hiten. Inuyasha had no desire to spend any time with the jerk.

 

Kagome lead him into the girl's restroom, which he eyed with a frown. It didn't look very different from the men's restroom, other than that the décor had lots of frilly flowers on the wallpaper and bouquets of dried flowers gracing every countertop, and of course, a urinal was missing. What's so fucking special about this place? Why do girls stay in here forever? His momentarily perplexity soon gave away to a way grin. I've managed to keep Hojo away from Kagome all evening and if I keep this up, Hiten will never bother me again.

 

Inuyasha was so pleased with himself that he was momentarily taken aback by Kagome's fierce stare.

 

“What do you think you are doing?” accused Kagome as her fiery eyes burned into his. The miko moved closer to him, her face inches from his own. He felt the way her breasts were heaving so close to his own chest because of the close proximity. “Are you trying to ruin my date? Can't you show some manners?” asked Kagome with agitated annoyance.

 

Inuyasha stepped back and found that there was nowhere to go. He felt the cool tiles of the bathroom against his back. “What?” he asked as he looked down at his angry roommate. Her eyes were enflamed, her skin was flushed red and her scent blossomed all around him. He breathed in through his nostrils, which flared at the attempt. Damn, she looks and smells so good when she's angry.

 

Kagome ignored the dazed look that was gracing Shaya's features. She was too worked up to slow down. “You are the one who told me to date. Remember? To forget my crush and now you are ruining it! So you better straighten up and behave like a lady!”

 

Inuyasha gazed down at her full red lips and her flushed skin. He wanted nothing more than to grab his miko and pull her into the most intense kiss she had ever partaken. As if Hojo could ever be man enough for Kagome. He snorted. “A lady?” Inuyasha repeated the last words in disbelief.

 

“Yes! A lady!” she nearly screamed in frustration. Her mouth was getting closer to Inuyasha's and he suddenly found himself licking his lips. For some reason, he momentarily forgot that Kagome only saw him as a woman.

 

He moved closer to the miko, his lips centimeters away from hers.

 

“I don't feel like being a lady,” he responded with a seductive undertone as his warm breath fanned against hers.

 

His roommate only `harrumphed' as she turned around to stomp away, just as his mouth was about to crash against her own.

 

What the fuck was I doing? Inuyasha quickly recovered himself as he stumbled behind her and then managed to pick himself up before he fell.

 

Kagome spun around again, so that she was facing him once more. “Yes, you will be a lady! You will not ruin my date. A lady makes polite conversation at the dinner table. She smiles nicely at her date. A lady does NOT wipe her food off on her clothes. And a lady most certainly does NOT burp loudly at the table!”

 

Inuyasha grinned momentarily as he recalled doing those very things he was being accused of. But then his smile quickly faded as he looked at Kagome's furious countenance.

 

“OK! OK! Dammit! I'll…I'll fucking act like a…,” Inuyasha tried to get the word out. His lips were open, but no sounds emanated from him.

 

Kagome sighed and then furrowed her brows together in an apparent question. “A lady?” she finished for Shaya.

 

Inuyasha let out a huge breath of air. “Uh, yes,” he managed to reply.

 

“Good then,” added Kagome as she pursed her lips and then started rummaging through her purse.

 

“What are you doing?” muttered Inuyasha as he saw how determined she was to look over the contents of her bag. And what is it with girls and their purses?

 

“Ah ha!” she exclaimed as she showed him a tube of red lipstick.

 

Inuyasha only grimaced as he recalled his night at the Seventh Heaven, which was the first and last time he would ever be caught wearing that gunk on his face.

 

Kagome puckered up to the mirror in front of them and swiped the shimmery red tube across her lips. Then she smacked her lips together before blotting them with a paper towel.

 

“Oh, that's how you put on lipstick,” was all Inuyasha could manage to say.

 

Kagome smiled then before she advanced on him. “Don't tell me you've never worn lipstick before?” she asked demurely.

 

“Uh, well actually,” he responded as he started to back up again the wall. Kagome was advancing on him.

 

She started to talk to him in a singsong voice. “You said that you would be a lady, right?”

 

“Errrr, yes,” answered Inuyasha knowing somehow deep inside that he was going to regret his previous promise to Kagome.

 

“Ladies wear makeup,” she responded with a giggle as the offending bright red lipstick was placed against his lips.

 

~~~oo0oo~~~

Hojo and Hiten were trying to sip their green tea when they heard some disturbing noises from the women's restroom. Then, not minutes after the ruckus had started, Kagome and Shaya arrived back at their dinner table.

 

What Hiten saw made him even more enraptured with Shaya. The girl had not worn any makeup to their date, but she'd still looked like a flawless beauty. Now, there was glossy red lipstick on her entirely too kissable lips, golden eyeshadow across each eyelid that accented her beautiful amber eyes, and heavy mascara that made her thick lashes seem even more seductive.

 

His hanyou date was pouting for some reason when she sat back down cross-legged. Not only did she cross her legs, but she also crossed her arms, which pushed up her ample bosom. Shaya was looking at Kagome irritably and her eyebrow was twitching.

 

He could only smile at the sight of his goddess. My goddess! Sitting across from him in all her beauty. Tonight she was his date and his alone. And he was going to do everything possible to make sure that she fell for him before the night was through.

 

Shaya, Shaya, Shaya…what a beautiful name. He looked at her dreamily as he sat across from her.

 

Soon his silver-haired beauty stopped pouting. Kagome was motioning for her to sit in a mermaid pose with her knees tucked under her. He saw his date roll her eyes as she complied. Once Kagome smiled at Shaya, he saw his date warily scan the table. Once her pools of sunshine collided with his own he was star struck. He smiled wistfully at her in return, only to have his date grimace.

 

Hiten looked at himself. Do I have a stain on my shirt? He even tried to sniff himself as slyly as he could. Do I smell bad? Dog demons were notorious for wanting their mates to smell good. Mates… The entire idea of mating with Shaya was enough to send his mind into a frenzy of images. All of the images his brain conjured were of how he imagined his silver haired goddess would look with no clothes on, asking for his embrace.

 

The lightning demon couldn't help himself. He gave Shaya a knowing grin that spoke of things to come.

 

And he never understood why she recoiled in shock after looking at his face. Shortly after that, Shaya grabbed Kagome again and dragged her out the front door. She was mumbling something about leaving.

 

Hojo didn't miss a beat. “Yes. We'll continue on our date at the Karaoke-Kan!” he exclaimed proudly.

 

The lovely hanyou girl had Kagome's arm clutched in hers. She seemed to be tugging at her roommate, but the miko refused to be moved.

 

“Karaoke? Really?” she cried out in glee.

 

Shaya only groaned.

 

~~~oo0oo~~~

 

The hanyou girl walked in reluctantly to the glimmering establishment known as `Karaoke-Kan.' All around her was a fairly large crowd, aluminum tables, shiny metal benches, and neon lights. Hojo was already leading the way excitedly to the front desk. As they walked forward, Inuyasha was bombarded with heavy music that hurt his sensitive ears. He grimaced in pain when he heard some horrid screeching noises. What was that?

 

Inuyasha turned around to look at the bar and the nearby stage where a guy with spiky black hair with bright blue streaks was singing `Closer' by Nine Inch Nails. The hanyou couldn't help but to cover up his ears that had already folded down against the top of his head.

 

Kagome was the only one to notice his distress. Soon, she was rifling through her purse again and seemed to have found something. “Ah ha!” she murmured in glee before she held up two fluorescent orange earplugs. They glowed strangely in the red and blue neon lights. “I always have pair so that I can study in silence,” Kagome said with a smile. “It looks like right now you need them more than I do.”

 

Kagome managed to fit them into his dog-like ears. Inuyasha pressed one in a little more with his finger and adjusted the other one slightly. Now the sounds were almost bearable. It was too bad that the singer had a voice like nails scratching on a chalkboard.

 

The boy on stage was yelling into his microphone as the background acoustics vibrated through the bar, “I want to feel you from the inside…I want to fuck you like an animal.”

 

“Hey, Shaya,” called out a familiar girl's voice. Inuyasha winced once he saw Kori walking toward him with a huge grin on her face. “So, whatcha doing here, mutt?” asked his buddy while he smiled a little too pointedly at Kagome. Inuyasha had to stop himself from growling.

 

He spoke with clenched teeth. “Just out with friends,” she answered heatedly.

 

“Oh?” asked Kori as he eyed Kagome in her tight fitting top and miniskirt. He then tugged on Inuyasha's arm to pull him away from the group. “So are you dating Kagome?”

 

Suddenly, the world seemed brighter and less awkward for the hanyou. Shaya took a swaggered step and then crossed her arms in front of her. “Yeah, Kagome and me. We're on our first date,” bragged Inuyasha as he raised an eyebrow. “What are you doing here, wolf-shit?”

 

Kori grinned, showing rows of perfectly sharp, white teeth. “I'm meeting my little lipstick lesbian here. Then, I'm taking her to one of those `love hotels' and I am going to bang her sweet pussy.” The wolf demon finished his speech by licking his lips in anticipation. “It's been two fucking weeks since I've had a girl. That is way too damned long.”

 

Inuyasha glared at his friend in irritation. He was trying to come up with some sort of smart-ass remark when he felt Hiten slide his hand up the small of his back. Suddenly his back stiffened from the unwanted contact and his eyes widened in apparent horror.

 

“Shaya-chan,” cooed the lightning demon. “I've been missing your company. Please join us, dear.” Hiten flashed a heart-stopping smile at Kori as he continued, “Please excuse us,” and then tried to maneuver Shaya away.

 

If it wasn't bad enough a guy was making a play for him, it certainly made matters infinitely worse when wolf-shit was able to witness the entire proceedings. Shit! I'm never going to live this down!

 

The wolf demon nearly doubled over with laughter. “Sure, Shaya. You go have fun with your date!” Then just when Inuyasha thought the humiliation was almost over he heard the wolf demon tease, “Hey, Shaya, when did you become a switch hitter?”

 

That is fucking it! Inuyasha spun around with his fists clenched. He shoved his `date' unceremoniously aside to stalk over to his friend who was unfortunately doubled over in utter delirium, laughing uncontrollably.

 

He was fuming, he was mad and he really couldn't bear to lose any more dignity than what he had already lost. His tightly clenched hand was about to connect with Kori's face when a gentle hand touched his arm. Kagome's soothing scent and calm voice overpowered everything, temporarily numbing his anger. “Shaya-chan, you have to help me. They're trying to pick out a private room and I'd rather sing to a large audience.”

 

Inuyasha's ears twitched. He looked pointedly at Kori who was nearly crying with laughter and then pulled Kagome away. He put his arm around hers as they made their way to the counter where Hojo and Hiten were working with the front desk to get their own karaoke room.

 

Despite the booming loud noises, Inuyasha overheard Hojo's conversation. “Yes, we'd like a private room,” the brown haired boy said. Then the boy smiled when he saw Kagome approach and he put his hand on the small her back.

 

Inuyasha couldn't help it. He started to growl. No fucker is going to touch Kagome while I am around! He quickly rebuffed Hojo's efforts by grabbing Kagome by the arm and pulling her back.

 

Hiten leaned up to Shaya and whispered into her fur-lined ear, “Yes, I'd love some alone time with you, Sha-yah.”

 

Inuyasha managed to shove Hiten back and Hojo out of the way all in one fluid motion. “No, we're going to stay here in the main area,” commanded Shaya as she turned around to look at the two boys who seemed surprised.

 

Inuyasha could tell that the two boys were about to protest, and the last thing he wanted was for him and Kagome to be alone in a room with those two assholes. I need an excuse they'll buy into… “Only real men can sing in front of a large audience. So what are you? Real men or…” Shaya let her words drop to emphasize her blatant challenge.

 

“I can sing in front of this whole bar!” proclaimed Hiten as he flashed Shaya his most impressive crooked grin that usually had girls falling at his feet. Shaya only looked on—bored.

 

Hojo was not about to be outclassed. “I'll not only sing in front of everyone! I'll do it right now.” The hapless teenager turned to Kagome and held her hand in his. “I'll sing this next song just for you. I've been practicing all week in my room!”

 

Shaya snickered. Kagome managed a flustered smile as she tried to get her hand out of Hojo's death grip. “Yes, go ahead Hojo. I'd love to hear you sing,” she said sweetly.

 

The light in Hojo's eyes looked like they could spark a bonfire. He gleefully ran to the DJ who was overseeing the events to put his name down as the next singer. After a quick exchange and a few nods, Hojo was on stage.

 

Hojo took the mike and looked directly at Kagome who stood across the room with Shaya and Hiten. “This song is for Kagome. The only girl I've been thinking about constantly, day in and day out, for the past two years.”

 

Shaya groaned and put his hand over his face. Then, he was perplexed to hear the girls in the audience murmur sighs and awws at the boy's confession.

 

“Wow, I wish a boy would say something like that to me,” commented one girl behind Shaya's back.

 

What? Girls actually want to hear that kind of shit? Inuyasha glanced at Kagome who was standing beside him. She was blushing and had a small smile on her face. Don't tell me she enjoys this stuff?

 

Inuyasha was beginning to panic when he heard the opening chords to `I Would Walk 500 Miles' by the Proclaimers drifting over the sound system. Then he winced as Hojo's strained voice started to wail over the speakers.

 

When I wake up, yeah I know I'm gonna be,

I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you

 

Shaya steadied her stance and crossed her arms. Keh. I'm the man that's waking up next to her now, you idiot. And there's no way that I'm going to let you see Kagome the way I do.

 

The knowledge that he was able to see her every morning, to see her undress and shower every day made the queasy feeling in his gut subside slightly. Dream on fucker.

 

Inuyasha watched the boy walk across the stage with exaggerated steps. Then he frowned when he heard Hojo spout out each word slowly. He was being so slow and deliberate with his words that it was almost comical. Gods, what a fucking dork!

 

But I would walk 500 miles

And I would walk 500 more

To be the man who walked 1,000 miles

To fall down at your door

 

Then Shaya heard another girl whispering to Kagome. “Oh, you're so lucky! It is so romantic that he's singing to you and you alone!”

 

Inuyasha watched Hojo strut across the stage and noticed that the boy's eyes were on Kagome and no one else. The blush that had blossomed across her face was turning beet red. To his utter dismay, her eyes followed Hojo's as he sang.

 

No fucking way! Inuyasha was seething as he watched Kagome's date serenade her like some lovesick Romeo.

 

The seconds ticked by far too slowly for Inuyasha as the boy finished his song. When he was finally done, Hojo gave Kagome the goofiest smile as he returned his mike to the stand. Shaya looked at his girl in abject horror when he saw the light in her eyes and a genuine smile that grew across her lips.

 

No!

 

Before he could take another breath Hojo already had Kagome's hand in his. “You know that I would walk a thousand miles for you,” the boy crooned as he leant over to kiss Kagome on her cheek. How fucking dare he kiss her! His fists clenched and re-clenched as he tried to suppress a growl. Every instinct in his body told him to throttle Hojo, but it was Kagome's eyes that kept him from following through.

 

Kagome's beautiful mocha eyes peered up at Hojo's with absolute tenderness. “Thank you so much Hojo, no one has ever said such sweet things to me before.”

 

Inuyasha's ears were twitching and he felt nauseous at the saccharine sweet display in front of him. All he could think of was that he needed to best Hojo. He needed to prove that he could sing to Kagome just as nicely and as sweetly. Of course, he was forgetting the minor detail that Kagome still saw him as a fellow girl.

 

Not letting the facts get in the way of Hojo's comeuppance, Inuyasha grabbed Kagome by the wrist and pulled her behind him. “Come on Kagome, we're going to sing together,” he muttered loudly.

 

“Oh, OK,” replied Kagome as she stumbled after the fast moving hanyou. Shaya never even bothered to make sure that someone else might have been in front of him. Once she was onstage Shaya handed Kagome a microphone and found another one for herself.

 

“What song are you singing girls?” called the DJ from the sound booth across from the stage.

 

Shaya looked puzzled and Kagome looked back and forth between the DJ and Shaya. “Don't you know what song you want to sing, Shaya?”

 

“Uh,” was the only word that Shaya could respond with. Inuyasha had never thought far enough ahead to actually choose a song. He just wanted to get Hojo away from Kagome. Furthermore, he wanted had to prove that he was the better man, err…woman.

 

Kagome pinched the bridge of her nose. “You never even thought of a song, did you Shaya-chan?” The miko then stood up and walked to the center stage. “Please turn on `Don't Cha' by the Pussycat Dolls.”

 

Shaya looked like she was about to have an aneurysm. She muttered mutinously to Kagome, “There's no way that I'm going to sing a song by that talentless chick band.”

 

His roommate only responded by cocking her eyebrow and then rocking her hips to the side. Inuyasha couldn't help it. His eyes followed her bouncing hips that curved so invitingly from under her tight green skirt. “Too late roomie, now get into the groove!”

 

A heavy beat reverberated over the speakers and Kagome started to move her hips in concentric circles. Then as the beat crested, she slapped her hands against her thighs. Inuyasha stood right behind the show and was transfixed.

 

I know you like me (I know you like me)

I know you do (I know you do)

 

A small smile crept upon Inuyasha's face as he watched the proceedings. Her body was moving just for him and her voice sounded seductive. However, it was a catcall from the audience that broke him out of his reverie.

 

“Hey, show your stuff, girl!” a guy screamed.

 

Inuyasha's eyes trailed from Kagome's rocking hips to the guy who had blatantly told Kagome to show some more moves. No fucking way.

 

He didn't have much of a choice, he could let Kagome continue to strut about the stage, showing her lovely assets to every other male in the establishment, or he could upstage her.

 

Inuyasha shook his head. Trying to get men to look at him instead of Kagome was tantamount to suicide. But what was worse, humiliating himself or having guys drooling over his girl? He quickly decided that humiliation was the better course of action.

 

Shaya quickly moved in front of Kagome, obscuring her from anyone's gaze. Then while he bit his own lips he also started to rock his hips to the beat. Inuyasha tried not to look revolted when Hiten started to scream words of encouragement from the audience. Instead of looking at his `date' he only focused on the bright lights facing him and began to sing the chorus.

 

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me

Don't cha, don't cha

 

Inuyasha was so focused on staying in the spotlight that he didn't even notice that Kagome had slid up behind him and was mimicking the moves of the girls in the video. His body instantly stiffened when he felt a girls hips rocking against his own. What the fuck?

 

Kagome had brought up her arms above her head and was gyrating her hips like a belly dancer. Then she moved in even closer and smiled up at Shaya with a look of pure mischief. Inuyasha had never felt his heart beat so quickly. His pulse roared in his ears and his breathing quickened. Soon she was spooned against his backside and was moving her hands rhythmically up and down. Her small fingers ghosted over his body, never touching, just teasing. Shaya bit back a moan as she tried to continue singing.

 

I know I'm on your mind

I know we'll have a good time

I'm your friend

I'm fun

And I'm fine

I ain't lying

Look at me, you ain't blind

 

Inuyasha could only close his eyes and feel her body pressed intimately up against his. They fell into a groove, her body rocking steadily against his and their voices singing the lyrics. Kagome's voice held strong and steady while his voice had trouble keeping up. He was too distracted.

 

Before he knew it, the rhythm and beat slowed and stopped. Then the luscious form that was pressed up sweetly against him withdrew with a giggle.

 

“Shaya, that was so much fun. I can't believe the reaction we got,” laughed Kagome behind her hand.

 

Inuyasha finally stopped to look around and saw the lustful gaze of many men looking in their direction. Oh fuck, no… However, the heated stare that made him feel the most nauseous was Hiten's. The boy was looking at Shaya like she was tonight's dessert course.

 

“So what song do you want to sing next, Shaya?” asked Kagome, her eyes still dancing with a hint of naughtiness.

 

“Uh, whatever song you want, Kagome,” Inuyasha replied as he looked down at her sweet lips that had curved into a beautiful smile. If I can just ignore the creeps looking at us, I can enjoy touching you again.

 

His roommate swiveled her body to face the DJ on the far end of the stage. “'Hips Don't Lie' by Shakira,” Kagome announced into the mike.

 

There was a small uproar from the crowd that had already started to gather. Apparently the little song and dance that Shaya and Kagome had done had assembled quite a following. Inuyasha could hear hoots and lascivious suggestions from the audience.

 

Kagome just smiled and kissed Shaya on the cheek before exiting the stage with a sway of her hips.

 

“Wha…what?” muttered Shaya as she turned to see her roommate leaving with her microphone. “You can't leave me alone up here!”

 

Then he was horrified to witness her handing her mike off to Hiten. She whispered something in his ear and then the lightning demon walked forward with a malicious smile.

 

“You can sing with me now,” murmured Hiten as he tried to put an arm around Shaya's waist.

 

The music began to blare out just as Shaya tried to squirm free from Hiten's grasp. “What are you trying to do?” muttered Shaya.

 

Hiten looked offended. “I'm just trying to sing with you, loosen up,” he replied. Then he smiled at the audience and sang the opening verse.

 

I never really knew that she could dance like this

She makes a man want to speak Spanish

Como se llama (si), bonita (si), mi casa (si, Shaya, Shaya), su casa

Shaya, Shaya

 

Inuyasha's eyebrow twitched uncontrollably. He did not just substitute Shakira's name with my own in this song. Fuck this! Shaya tried to pull away, but Hiten grabbed her waist and pulled her close again. Inuyasha tried to struggle and get Hiten's hands off of his body. However, the tussle just ended up looking like Hiten was attempting a new, exotic dance move on Shaya. Hiten kept on singing.

 

And when you walk up on the dance floor

Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, girl

And everything so unexpected - the way you right and left it

So you can keep on shaking it

 

“Move it, Shaya!” screamed out Kagome as she clapped and rocked her body to the rhythm. She was smiling widely and even Hojo was attempting to move to the beat. Albeit, a little more awkwardly.

 

However, all Inuyasha could do was to stand there as stiff as a rock while Hiten continued to sing to him. Each time the lightning demon tried to get him to move, he tried to push away in order to sulk alone by the side of the stage. But his date kept on pushing it, kept on trying to maneuver his body right up next to his. Fucking pervert!

 

Oh I know I am on tonight my hips don't lie

And I am starting to feel it's right

All the attraction, the tension

Don't you see baby, this is perfection

Shaya, Shaya

 

The song couldn't end soon enough and Inuyasha swore that he would never listen to another Shakira song ever again. Though he had to admit, after his duet with Kagome even the `Pussycat Dolls' were growing on him.

 

As the final notes played Hiten moved toward Shaya and tried to kiss her. Inuyasha deftly rebuffed the kiss by scooting away in the opposite direction.

 

He really couldn't think of anything more embarrassing than having to sing a love duet with another guy. He noted that Kori was laughing her ass off from near the bar as he walked away with what little dignity he had left.

 

As he moved off of the stage, he tried to find Kagome in the crowd, but couldn't spot her anywhere. His amber eyes darted left and right. Then he sniffed, hoping that he could find her by scent alone. The varied smells of sweat and liquor permeating the place were sickening. He swallowed bile while trying to zero in on Kagome's sweet scent.

 

“She's in the bathroom,” Hojo mentioned casually as he walked up to Shaya. “I'm sure she'll be back soon.”

 

Instantly, Shaya looked relieved. Her stance softened and her clenched fists slowly uncurled. “Feh. You've never seen her go into a bathroom. She'll spend forever in there getting her makeup on.” I'm going in to get her if she takes longer than two minutes!

 

Hojo scratched the back of his head. “Oh, so that's what girls do in there that takes so long. You mean they've been putting on makeup?”

 

Shaya quirked one black manicured eyebrow in Hojo's direction. Luckily for Inuyasha, he never knew how seductive his gaze could be to a member of the opposite sex. Hojo was suddenly blushing madly.

 

“Yeah, that and silly girl talk,” muttered Shaya as she crossed her arms. She kept her eyes locked on the door of the girl's bathroom door.

 

Hiten slowly made his way through the crowd and caught up to Hojo and Shaya. His hand found its way to Shaya's shoulder and the girl immediately grimaced and then shrugged her shoulder away from the offending lightning demon.

 

“I…uh, I…,” stammered Hiten as he tried to make eye contact with one of the most beautiful girls he had ever met. “I'll get us some drinks,” he stated as he looked at his feet.

 

“Sure, whatever,” mumbled Shaya as she blatantly ignored her date, keeping her eyes steadily on the door that Kagome had recently stepped through.

 

Hiten tried to smile at Shaya. It was a cocky smile that usually had girls falling at his feet. But he was surprised to be ignored. He straightened his back as he left and walked toward the bar.

 

Hojo looked back and forth between the two participants in wonder. “You don't like him, do you?”

 

“No shit,” replied Shaya with readily apparent agitation in her voice.

 

Hojo peered up at Shaya again. She was looking away from him as she talked. Her crossed arms were pushing up her bosom and her ears were twitching in agitation.

 

“You're angry!” exclaimed Hojo.

 

For one of the first times that evening, Shaya turned and faced Hojo. The young brown haired boy gulped at the beauty before him. Shimmering silver hair that cascaded down her back, golden pools that reflected anger, full red lips and a luscious body with all of the right curves.

 

“You didn't want me to kiss Kagome earlier, did you?” the boy accused softly.

 

Shaya almost sighed, but instead she just quirked her eyebrow at the dense boy. She narrowed her eyes at him. “Don't you ever kiss her!” Shaya threatened.

 

If it was at all possible, Hojo's cheeks reddened even more than they had been.

 

“I didn't know,” stammered Hojo as he scratched the back of his head. He looked up and down at Shaya appraisingly. “Please forgive me,” he added.

 

“Sure, whatever,” responded Shaya as she batted one hand at him. The hanyou girl turned to look at the bathroom door at the other end of the club and noticed that Kagome was finally exiting the blasted room. About damn time, I was about to go in there after her!

 

It was then that he noticed Hojo invading his personal space. Before Inuyasha knew what was going on, Shaya's delicate hands were grasped gently in Hojo's soft ones, and the boy was gazing into her eyes with such intense emotion that the hanyou wanted to puke right then and there. “Shaya,” cooed Hojo as he caressed Shaya's knuckles with his thumb. Shaya's eyes were wide as the macho man within `her' begged for a chance to throttle this idiot. Alas, Inuyasha was too stunned to comprehend anything as he blinked stupidly at the teenager.

 

Taking Shaya's silence and slightly dazed state as confirmation, Hojo continued, “You're absolutely gorgeous. You're possibly one of the most beautiful women gracing the face of the earth. But, please understand, Shaya. I have eyes only for Kagome. At least, until I know she doesn't want me.”

 

“Huh?” was all Shaya could utter before what she just heard registered. With a menacing growl, the hanyou hissed, “You have only eyes for Kagome? Do you want me to gouge out your eyes, you fucking moron?” With that, Shaya shoved the boy to the ground.

 

Hojo was down on the floor, his butt against the ground and his eyes looking up at Shaya in absolute confusion. “But Shaya, please…,” the young man murmured with eyes that looked betrayed.

 

By this time, Kagome was at Shaya's side. She looked back and forth between a seething Shaya who had her hands balled into fists and a dejected Hojo who was still sitting on the ground with a look of absolute perplexity marking his features.

 

“You, you…tried to hit on my roommate?” asked Kagome. She looked down at Hojo with thin red lips, raised eyebrows and a stiff form. Shaya could readily tell from her rapid intake of breath that she was probably angrier than he had ever known her to be. “You…you took ME out on a date. And you tried to hit on MY roommate?” seethed the girl.

 

Hojo shook his head frantically as he cried out, “No! No, Kagome! I would never….!”

 

Unfortunately, the girl was not listening to his pleas. Instead, she turned to her roommate and asked, “What happened, Shaya? Did he hit on you?”

 

Inuyasha was torn. How could he answer that? No, he wasn't hitting on me. The idiot thought I was hitting on him and I had no choice but to brutally shove him to the ground because I'm a fucking man who's in love with you and I can't stand this idiot's blabbering about how much he adores you! He should be thankful he's still breathing! Well, that wouldn't work. But, what else could he say? He didn't want to lie to her.

 

While the hanyou continued to ponder how to answer his miko, Kagome took Shaya's silence as acceptance. Tears started to pool at the edges of the miko's eyes, yet the girl refused to let them be shed. She wiped them fiercely from her face. “Don't you ever come near me again! You two-timing jerk!” screamed Kagome to a stupefied Hojo as a gathering horde of clubbers stood around them gawking.

 

Kagome turned a tearful eye to Shaya. “Please take me home,” she whispered so softly that only a hanyou could hear.

 

“Sure thing, Kagome,” said the other girl as she put an arm around her shoulder and led her away from the debacle. This date ended better than I hoped it would. Keh!

 

Hiten finally arrived at the scene, pushing his way through the crowd that had recently gathered. He held two drinks in his hands. “Shaya, I got you a buttery nipple, Shaya?” he called out in apparent confusion, wondering where his date had gone.

 

~~~oo0oo~~~

 

The Next Two Chapters: Chapter 9 will be titled `The Pajama Party' and Chapter 10 will be titled: `I Kissed a Girl.' Chapter 9 is 50% done and Chapter 10 is 75% done. In fact, this chapter took so long because Ai kept on writing in chapter 10 instead. There will be some fun stuff coming up!

 

Author's Notes:

#1: `Absolute Anime' notes that a Japanese magazine named Kagome's mother, `Kun-loon'. The name sounds more Chinese than Japanese to me, but then again, `Kagome' is an unusual name as well.

#2: Yes, what Izayoi and Taisho were doing was extremely typical of two people who have been married for a while.

#3: There are special `love hotels' in Japan with suggestive themes like `S&M Hello Kitty' (no, we didn't make that one up) that you can rent anonymously by the hour.

#4: Special thanks to SplendentGoddess for suggesting that Hojo sing, `I Would Walk 500 Miles.' That song is so dorky it's hilarious! And a big thanks to Blackdeathmessenger and Theleb K'aarna who both requested that `Closer' by Nine Inch Nails get in this chapter somehow.

#5: After Inugrrrl chugged down a `buttery nipple' drink we had to include it in our story.

#6: We've had too many questions about this, so we want to settle this one right away!

Are Inuyasha and Kouga really girls? Are they in drag? What is going on?

They look like girls, but that's just an illusion. Think of it as a super fancy hologram. They are still guys not only mentally, but also physically. The concealment spell Sesshoumaru put on them makes them look, sound and smell like girls to everyone, including the boys themselves. So, when Inuyasha (or Kouga for that matter) looks in the mirror or looks down at himself, he sees a girl. For instance, he sees that he has boobs, but when he touches himself, he can feel his completely male, hard chest instead of soft feminine curves. It's the same for other parts of his anatomy. Amazing spell, isn't it? Sesshoumaru must have paid tons of money to get them done. :)