InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ He's My Girl ❯ I Kissed a Girl ( Chapter 10 )

Disclaimer: We only use the Inuyasha characters for our own devious purposes. They will be returned (mostly) unharmed when we are done. Inuyasha is the property of Rumiko Takahashi and we make no profit from playing with and/or tormenting her characters.

 

 

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Warnings:Limey goodness between a guy and a girl. However, you have been warned that due to the spell on Inuyasha observers will be seeing a limey yuri. Reality and illusion will contradict.
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Special thanks to our awesome and talented betas: Hedanicree, Blackdeathmessenger, SplendentGoddessand Theleb K'aarna!

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Co-authored by Ai Kisugi and Karaumea

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Music used in this chapter: Katy Perry's `I Kissed A Girl', http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAp9BKosZXs
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Chapter 10: I Kissed a Girl

 

 

As the loud music blasted from the speakers, Inuyasha's eyes were drawn to the rearview mirror for perhaps the hundredth time since they left the school grounds. He snickered at the sight again before returning his attention to the road. He'd been too preoccupied to think about it before, but now that he was speeding through the streets of Tokyo, he realized how much he missed his car. Miroku's Lexus was a nice car, but it wasn't his baby, after all. He had been positively surprised when the lecher parked in front of the dorms, claiming to be their ride for the night. But of course, the hanyou was not one to let someone else drive if he was going to be in the car. It had been rather easy to claim the steering wheel. One shove to the lecher in the direction of the girls sitting huddled in the back seat and Miroku did not even protest. That is, until they finalized the seating arrangements.

 

Taking a sharp turn, Inuyasha glanced once more at the mirror to see that Kori's disgusted gaze was boring holes into the back of Miroku's head while the resident pervert pouted in his seat on the wolf demon's lap. Clearly, Miroku didn't like being on top, and the hanyou knew for a fact that Kouga preferred his bitches submissive. A soft chuckle escaped his lips at the cost of his friends' discomfort. Kagome gave him a questioning look from the passenger seat, and he just shrugged in response and stole another glance at the `happy' couple. Catching onto the source of his mirth, Kagome giggled. She obviously found Miroku's disappointment amusing. If only she knew the rest of it…

 

A few minutes later, they came to a halt in front of their destination. While the occupants of the back seat exited the car, a valet approached the driver's side of the vehicle. Inuyasha threw him a nasty glare, effectively stopping the man at a safe distance. Once he was alone with Kagome, he took off toward the parking lot located at the back of the large building. If he didn't look at his image in the mirror, he could pretend that they were on a date. She was being awfully silent, but that didn't bother him. Even though he loved hearing her melodic voice, he didn't need to fill in the silence. His girl was sitting close in a seat beside him, and he felt at peace.

 

His happiness was short-lived, though. No matter how slow he drove, the distance was too short for his liking. Pocketing the keys and dreading having to share Kagome's attention with the rest of the group for the remainder of the night, he followed her out of the car. As they paced toward the front of the building, he could feel the tension building up in him. His hand was tingling, itching to capture hers and hold on tightly. As fun as it was, his fantasy of dating the girl of his dreams was doing a number on him. He clenched his fist when the miko's fingers accidentally brushed his. He didn't think she would appreciate her very feminine looking roommate making a move on her—especially not after the pajama party last night. He gulped at the memory of her soft lips on his and her giving body under his hard form.

 

It wasn't long before Inuyasha started fuming as they waited in line at the `Lexington Queen' in the Roppongi Hills section of downtown Tokyo. All the lusty looks that were thrown their way were getting on his nerves. Kouga had come up with the idea for all of the `girls' to dance at the nightclub after he found out that Ayame's family knew the owners and could get them in without any ID. He knew that Kouga was only here to get laid. But Inuyasha had decided long ago that if Kagome was going to be seen out in public—that he would be by her side. No fucker's going to get close to Kagome. Other than me… Inuyasha grinned silently at his pledge.

 

The hanyou looked down at his roommate and smiled at her. Shiny, ebony locks fanned past her shoulders and over the back of the pink spaghetti strap top she wore. A red mini skirt hugged the curves of her lovely bottom, sending his imagination into overdrive.

 

Inuyasha tried not to look at Kagome with anything other than a friendly smile, but it was getting pretty hard to pretend after he had finally tasted her the night before. On her very futon, he had laid on top of her soft form, participating in a very electric kiss that had made every centimeter of his body react. He tried not to think about their public make-out session; leering at his female roommate would probably make her uncomfortable. Besides, it seemed that the girl had no idea that she had even kissed Shaya. The only clue that he had that she even remembered their heated embrace was that she had asked the following morning if Inuyasha had been around last night.

 

His cheeks had flushed pink, but he really didn't know how to answer her. Yes, I was there last night and I still am! But instead, he mumbled that she had mentioned something to the girls about wanting to kiss Inuyasha. Kagome had only touched her lips as her mouth formed an `O,' and her cheeks had taken on a lovely shade of pink, which had made the hanyou's pants more uncomfortable than her nakedness ever had. Nothing further was said about the subject, though he was a little worried that Kouga would embarrass the two of them with some ribbing.

 

Shaya crossed her arms and tapped a clawed nail against her bronzed skin. She was finally distracted from her brooding when Kagome gently pushed Shaya's shoulder to move her ahead in the line. They waited at the front of the roped-off line for the dance club bouncer to allow them in. The burly man wore a devilish grin as he eyed the two girls.

 

“Do you have ID's girls?” asked the man as his eyes raked their forms up and down. The raven-haired girl was pretty and she would be a cute bundle to touch. However, the hanyou girl with waist-length silver hair was a goddess. The voluptuous girl was every man's dream with her tight, low slung jeans that rode under her waist and her white wife beater that clung to breasts unconstrained by a bra. He looked between the sinful top and jeans to see a swath of tanned skin and a delicious belly button.

 

Inuyasha could only grip his hands together in a fist. It was completely unnerving to have a guy checking him out—and thinking that he was a girl. It just made him angry, and all he felt was the need to hit something.

 

Kagome answered. “We're with Kita, Ayame's party,” she added with a quick smile.

 

His eyes continued to look over the two girls, and Inuyasha had the sinking feeling that he was undressing them both with his eyes. “Ayame's friends?” The man smiled ruefully as he lifted up the blue velvet rope and let the two girls walk in. He had wanted to try to see if he could get a kiss out of one of those girls in exchange for entrance, but he knew better than to mess with any friends of the Kita wolf clan.

 

Inuyasha felt the man's eyes on their backsides as they walked past him. He felt so unnerved and couldn't get past the need to hit something; preferably the pervert who was checking them out.

 

When he felt that he was no longer in the bouncer's gaze, he glared at any guy who dared to look at Kagome. He felt a smattering of eyes looking at them and he bristled in annoyance.

 

Kori was leaning across the bar, holding a frosty Asahi beer in her hand. Once his buddy and Kagome made it to the bar, eyes were automatically drawn to the two hot chicks that had arrived. Kouga felt nauseous. Inuyasha, a hot chick…? His bored gaze looked upon Inuyasha's barely contained anger as the hanyou stared furiously at every man who looked his way. Damn, I'm never going to tell him that most of the guys are gazing lustfully at him and not Kagome.

 

Kori frowned in annoyance and took another swig of her beer. Tonight is the night. If I can't get laid as a sexy chick, in a bar in downtown Tokyo, then it'll never happen. I just need to find a hot lesbian gal. Damn, I had so many fantasies about banging a dyke. Kori just grinned as her fantasy played out in her mind. She stared into her beer glass and didn't notice a demonic presence casually sauntering toward her.

 

Kori put her drink down on the tabletop as her bored gaze looked at the guy who was making a beeline to her. I'll just need to tell off this asshole. She smirked to herself.

 

Just as she was about to get rid of the man who was getting far too close to her personal space, someone bumped into her. Kori felt momentarily disoriented as some drunken jerk barreled right into her side. Just as she tried to flail out her hands in an attempt to balance herself, a pair of masculine hands grabbed her waist and held her upright. Then, the man had the audacity to push her form up against his. Kouga felt so nauseated that his hard, flat chest was pressing against another one.

 

Kori just looked wide-eyed at the man in front of her, who was grinning like a Cheshire cat. She was so close that she could see his sharp demon-like teeth and the long black hair that was swept over his shoulders. He was staring down at Kori's low-cut V-necked blue top that exposed almost every inch of `her' busty bosom. Suddenly, Kori decided that wearing a skintight top and low slung leather pants might not have been the best idea. But I wanted a dyke to notice me! For some reason he had never anticipated that it wasn't just the fairer sex that he'd be attracting.

 

“The girls always fall for me,” the man murmured as he gathered Kori's hands in his and looked from her cleavage to her bright blue eyes.

 

“Get the fuck away from me, you pervert!” yelled the wolf demoness as she shoved away her would-be savior. Kouga tried not to blanch at the man in front of him, who seemed to not want to take no for an answer.

 

The tall black-haired man gazed back at Kori with doe brown eyes. “Is that how you address a man who just kept you from falling flat on your face?”

 

“You bet the fuck it is!” shrieked Kori in a voice that was unfortunately a little too feminine. “Now keep away from me.”

 

The man in front of him simply grinned mischievously at the girl. “Oh, I love it when they play hard to get. See you around, love!” The man winked at him and then strolled away humming a tune.

 

Kori just shook her head and huffed in annoyance. At least he's not as bad as those guys at Seventh Heaven.

 

“Oi! Kori!” Kouga turned to see Shaya and Kagome making their way over to the bar. Kori gave Kagome the most brilliant smile that he could as he grasped Kagome's hands in his. “You look lovely tonight, Kagome.”

 

Unfortunately for him, Kagome only saw it as a friendly gesture of a fellow girlfriend. Kagome just cocked her head and looked over his clothing. She noted the tight blue top and snug leather pants that Kori wore. “Wow, girl,” responded Kagome. “You look hot! Are you trying to get some guy's attention?”

 

Kouga simply blanched, and his bottom lip quivered. Before he could stop it, images of the previous night and how he ended up with a lesbian who was more masculine than feminine vividly appeared in his mind. “No, no I'm not,” added Kori as she looked appalled at Kagome.

 

Kagome only looked at her fellow dorm mate quizzically and then turned to her roommate. Seeing the two standing next to each other smiling only made Kouga recall the hot lesbian action that he had the good fortune to view last night.

 

“So Kagome,” drawled out Kori as she winked at Shaya. Kouga noticed that Inuyasha visibly tensed and gripped Kagome's forearms a little tighter than he should have.

 

“Yes,” replied Kagome as she cocked her head with a friendly smile.

 

“So, how does it feel to make-out with your roommate?” added the wolf demon as he smirked.

 

“Kori, just shut the fuck up!” demanded Shaya. She pulled her arms away from Kagome and glared furiously at his buddy.

 

But Kouga was Kouga. He wanted to rib his friend, especially after his less than sympathetic reaction to Yura trying to make him her bitch, and nothing was going to stop him now.

 

Kagome simply looked back and forth between the two in confusion. Her eyes clearly starting to display some distress at what was left unsaid.

 

“Kagome, you were all over Shaya last night, kissing her into oblivion and then…” Kori laughed.

 

“I said, shut the fuck up!” yelled Shaya at her buddy.

 

Kagome swallowed nervously and looked at Shaya in dismay. “When I dreamed about kissing Inuyasha, it was you?” she murmured in total disbelief.

 

Shaya only turned to look at her with eyes of sympathy. The hanyou girl's golden orbs lingered on Kagome's chocolate brown ones before Inuyasha gave her a curt nod.

 

The miko only gasped in absolute surprise as her hand wandered to the nearby bar to steady her form.

 

Inuyasha turned around to glower angrily at his friend. “We'll talk about this later, asshole. Thanks for screwing this up!” Shaya then turned to walk over to Kagome and spoke to her softly.

 

For some reason, the beer Kouga was holding was looking even more appetizing and he chugged half of the beer with one swig.

 

“But honeycakes, I didn't mean to…” pleaded Miroku as he trailed Sango to the bar. His face was sporting a red mark.

 

“Don't you `honeycakes' me,” sputtered Sango as she tried to weave her way out of Miroku's grasp. “You think it's perfectly fine to grope any girl's butt, and I'm sick of it. Get the hell away from me, you pervert!”

 

“You know that your luscious bottom is the only one I want,” beseeched Miroku. He stared at Sango with his amethyst eyes. For any observer who did not know the monk-in-training, he seemed to be utterly sincere. Sango, for some reason, thought otherwise.

 

It looked like a vein was going to pop on Sango's forehead. She nearly screamed her rebuttal. “Get your grabby hands away from me, or so help me, your balls will be at the receiving end of my spiked heel!”

 

Miroku seemed to know that he had been defeated. “Yes, dearest honeycakes. I'll just walk over there.” Miroku motioned to a dark corner of the club. “Until you regain your senses and we can make up.” The wanna-be monk kissed the air centimeters from her lips before he quickly ran to the far side of the club.

 

Sango was fuming. “Gah!” she screamed. Her arms shot up in the air. “Men!” The miko's best friend paused to take in the utter stupefaction that had overcome Kagome's features. She gauged the her friend's apparent need before suggesting, “I need a drink, Kags. You in?”

 

Kagome looked between Sango and her roommate, who seemed oddly out of place. “Sure, I could use a drink,” was all the miko muttered as she waved down the bartender.

 

“What do you think you're doing?” whispered Shaya into Kagome's ear.

 

She turned to him and gave him the most bitter, crooked smile. “No guy wants me, and I couldn't even get my first kiss right. I'm so sorry, Shaya. I can't believe I put you through that. Now just let me drown in my misery.”

 

“I don't think that's a good idea,” Shaya tried to explain as he saw the bartender setting out five shot glasses in front of each girl. Kagome just waved her hand at him, as if he had just been dismissed.

 

The bartender then grabbed a frosted blue bottle of sake and poured a smooth flow of liquid so that each glass held the requisite amount of sake.

 

“Kanpai!” said Sango as she raised her glass to Kagome.

 

“Kanpai,” the miko joined. She raised her glass high, closed her eyes and then poured the liquid down her throat in one gulp. The girl shuddered as the liquid burned on the way down.

 

Inuyasha was starting to become concerned. “Kagome!” he muttered in absolute disapproval. “Drinking is no way to solve this!”

 

His roommate eyed him warily. “I just need a little break, that's all,” the girl answered as she lifted her next glass and gulped it down like the first.

 

Sango followed suit, and soon, both girls had managed to down five shots of sake each.

 

Shaya looked at Kagome with apprehension, and Kori grinned widely. For some reason, Kouga was feeling pretty good. He had only drunk two beers, but he already felt a warm buzz descending throughout his body.

 

The wolf demon elbowed his hanyou companion. “Now's the time for us to make our moves, while they're drunk!”

 

Shaya's eyes widened to comical proportions before she huffed and shoved Kori back. “I'm not like that, Kouga,” the girl murmured with venom.

 

Inuyasha found his way over to his roommate's side. “Kagome, I think you've had enough,” he said with a frown. He took the shot glass out of Kagome's fingers and placed it back down on the bar.

 

“Shaya, I just needed a little…release,” added Kagome. The miko tried to smile at her roommate, but her smile faltered at the edges and tipped down into a frown. “Guys don't like me. They hate me, Shaya.” The girl threw her arms out wide and barely managed to avoid hitting a couple behind her. “Rejected. They all reject me.”

 

“Kagome!” Inuyasha intoned as he put his hand under the girl's chin. “What are you talking about? You're beautiful. If any guy can't see that he's...”

 

The raven-haired girl pouted and moved Shaya's hand away. “Yeah, you said it before. But, Inuyasha doesn't like me... Hojo doesn't like me… I'm just a walking guy repellent!”

 

“Kagome, you're being an idiot,” fumed the hanyou.

 

“Am I?” The girl's fiery eyes seemed like molten umber as she gazed directly into Shaya's honeyed eyes. It only took a second for Kagome to realize that her anger was misplaced. Shaya's warm eyes spoke of nothing but concern. “I'm…I'm sorry,” she muttered as she wiped away a tear that was starting to form with her wrist. “It's just…” Her eyes were suddenly fixated on something on the dance floor.

 

“Just what, Kagome?” questioned Inuyasha as his eyes followed the miko's gaze.

 

The two friends looked on in amazement at two girls who were dancing erotically next to each other. It seemed that they had the attention of almost everyone on the dance floor, especially the men that surrounded them.

 

“Shaya?” asked Kagome even though her eyes were still staring at the two girls who were gyrating next to each other. “Would you do that with me?” she said while pointing at the two girls who were dancing together.

 

Hell yeah! “Um, sure, Kagome,” answered Inuyasha. Any fucking time you want!

 

A mischievous gleam lit Kagome's eyes. “We'll have all of the guys looking at us instead. I'm just as attractive. I bet they would think I'm hot!”

 

You're hot anyway. Inuyasha looked at the girls who were touching each other on the dance floor. But dancing like that with me? This is my lucky day! This time it was Shaya who was leading Kagome out to the floor and into the dancing throng.

 

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Kori eyed the bottom of her beer glass. He was surprised how quickly the alcohol was getting to him. He was a demon. It usually took an entire bottle of sake to get him wasted. Drinking beer to him was like water. What the hell's going on?

 

He looked around him to see Sango asking for yet another shot of sake. Stupid girl is going to get shit faced. But maybe she'll be so drunk that she won't mind me making a move?

 

The wolf demon grinned and then he felt the room spinning. What the? Why do I feel so…drunk?

 

The world around him blurred and slurred into a cacophonous menagerie. He soon felt strong arms holding him up and he quickly thanked whomever it was that was helping him.

 

“Don't worry about it, love. You can thank me in private,” a man murmured into his ear.

 

Revulsion surged within him and he tried to push the man away who held him. But his arms and legs were like rubber. He couldn't even get his body to obey.

 

He felt his feet shuffling against the man holding him. He had a hard time focusing, but he could tell that the blaring music was dimming and the crowds were starting to thin out. He felt the cool air of the night against his face. For a brief moment, he sobered and he got a good look at the man holding him upright. It was the same man who had bumped into him earlier.

 

“Now, girlie. Why don't you thank me properly?” The man smiled deviously and Kouga felt his heart sink into the pit of his stomach. Impending doom griped his body. But as much as he wanted to scream, kick, fight or simply run away—he couldn't.

 

“You really don't…” was the only thing he could voice and even those words were nearly inaudible.

 

The man holding him maneuvered him into a dark alley, and Kouga felt cold bricks shove against his back. He had been thrust up against a wall and the man was nuzzling his neck.

 

“You smell so lovely,” murmured the stranger. “I've never smelled a bitch with a scent as good as yours.”

 

He felt large hands move to touch his neck before they started to glide down to what looked like a pair of bountiful breasts. The man's hands tried to touch something round and soft, but found something hard and muscular.

 

“What?” the long-haired man in front of him was clearly confused as he watched his hand squeeze a tender globe, but only felt smooth hardness under his hand. “Girl, are you a bodybuilder or something? Is this a push up bra?” The man fiddled with Kori's top and the wolf demon felt the cool night air hitting his bare chest.

 

The mischievous smirk that had been on the man's lips twisted into confusion. “I see your breasts, but you feel like a…” The man's words paused on his lips as he swallowed nervously and let his hand grope the valley between Kori's thighs. “…a…man?”

 

Kouga was drugged, but the cold had given him enough lucidity to give his attacker the most evil grin he could manage. His world swirled in front of him, but his wolf nose finally noticed the lovely smell of cinnamon wafting through the damp night air.

 

“A…Ayame?” he whispered as he saw a reddish blur approach the man holding him.

 

“Get the fuck away from my friend, asshole!” Strands of copper-colored hair waved in the wind as Kouga felt the man in front of him convulse in pain. Somehow, Ayame had managed to hit the man—hard.

 

The man tried to turn in order to defend himself and pulled away from his conquest. Kouga slid to the bottom of the wall as he lost his means of support. He looked at the oncoming fight dully. The man who had molested him tried to hit Ayame with a left hook. She easily dodged the blow.

 

She laughed as she kicked him hard in the jewels. “Bastard! I have two older brothers that I have fought since I was a cub. No pansy like you could ever harm me!”

 

The man sat moaning on the wet concrete alley. Ayame showed no mercy as she threw a swift kick to his head. If the man had not been a demon, his head would have been dislodged.

 

Kouga's senses took on a dreamlike quality as he felt Ayame pick him up. She seemed to be carrying him on her back. “I'll have my brothers take care of that fucker!” she seethed. Then, her voice dropped. “I'm so sorry, girl. I swear I'll protect you, and it'll never happen again.”

 

In his fogged brain, Kouga could only think about Ayame, the girl who had saved him. Kami, I love her…

 

The wolf demon finally tried to stop fighting whatever drug had taken hold of his system. He felt safe, protected, and her warm cinnamon scent lulled him into a deep sleep.

 

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“Wait, wait a second, Shaya,” complained Kagome as she was quickly thrust onto the stage. Then, just as suddenly, she found Shaya spooned behind her and whispering into her ear. She had to catch her breath. Shaya felt so masculine behind her and when the hanyou murmured into her ear her heart started to race.

 

“We'll put on a hotter show than those two girls. Just flow with it, Kagome, OK?”

 

Kagome tried to slow her breathing and her bizarre reaction to her roommate. A soft smile played upon her lips. Shaya was not only trying to cheer her up, she even was going to play along with her half-witted idea to soothe her need to be noticed. Shaya's such a good friend, trying so hard to cheer me up. “Thank you, Shaya,” Kagome murmured as the hanyou girl moved behind her and put her clawed hands on the miko's waist.

 

“Don't mention it,” Shaya replied in earnest. “Remember to move with me.”

 

Kagome nodded as Shaya pressed her form up against Kagome's back. Kagome's curvy ass was pressed firmly against Inuyasha's pelvis, their long legs were locked together and Inuyasha's torso was pressed into Kagome's back. The taller hanyou girl started to move slowly and rhythmically as her hips swiveled in a slow circle. All the while, Kagome's shapely form was curving around the voluptuous hanyou girl.

 

Inuyasha was seeing stars every time the girl's rear end brushed against his crotch, causing his manly parts to stand up at attention. He groaned as `Little Tessaiga' twitched in anticipation under the flirtatious assault of his roommate's luscious hips. He was startled when he heard her ask, “Are you keeping your cell phone in your panties, Shaya?”

 

Fuck! She felt it! Not knowing how else to explain the huge bulge in his pants to the drunken girl, Inuyasha grunted in response. “Ye-yeah.”

 

“You're crazy,” she exclaimed before adding, “You might have an incoming call.”

 

“Huh?” mumbled the hanyou unintelligibly. Call? What the hell is she talking about?

 

“Your phone… I think it vibrated,” Kagome said hesitantly as she pressed her hips more tightly against his crotch as if to feel whether the inappropriately placed `phone' was really vibrating.

 

Inuyasha's eyes rolled back at the contact, and he dropped his forehead onto her shoulder. Her unconscious teasing was driving him crazy, and she had no idea what she was doing. Slowly raising his head, he ran his nose up her neck—dangerously close, but still not touching—and indulged in the exquisite fragrance that was his Kagome. “Just ignore the fucking thing,” he growled into her ear. However, he didn't get a response because the girl's mind was already elsewhere.

 

Their hips rotated together while Shaya's hands moved from Kagome's waist to move up and down her thighs. They danced to the pounding music that pervaded the dance club.

 

This was never the way I planned,
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand,
Lost my discretion

 

The miko took in a sharp breath as the hanyou's clawed hands reminded her of someone else—someone she wished was holding her now. In her mind, there was another hanyou behind her with long silver hair and adorable puppy dog-ears, a man with dreamy amber eyes and a lean, muscular body. Kagome sighed with desire as she imagined her crush holding her instead of Shaya.

 

It's not what, I'm used to, Just wanna try you on…
I'm curious for you, Caught my attention

 

Miroku had been happily dancing with Sango. For once his `girlfriend' was so drunk that his constant groping of her lovely ass wasn't even being questioned. In fact, at this moment, he had one hand firmly squeezing each luscious butt cheek of Sango's. His hands pressed her form into his body. Ah, sweet heaven!

 

He was quietly musing to himself about how the only way this night could get any better was if he could get lucky. Then he caught an odd sight. There before him, and hidden from Sango's view, was Kagome and Shaya. They were dancing erotically on the dance floor. Oh Buddha. Your willing servant humbly asks that you let this lovely sight continue.

 

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick…

 

He gazed enraptured at two utterly gorgeous chicks touching each other and writhing against each other on the dance floor as if they were lesbian partners making love. He had never seen anything quite as hot. That was, besides the few times he had spied into Sango's dorm room window to see her naked. Ah, what a lovely sight that was indeed.

 

I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it

 

He watched as the hanyou girl's hands slid up and down Kagome's thighs. As the pink-tinged claws made their way back up the girl's bare legs, he watched them move underneath the red miniskirt's hem. Soon the girl's skirt was bunched up at the junction of her thighs. Just a little higher and I'll see some panties.

 

It felt so wrong, It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it

 

Suddenly a radical idea entered Miroku's sex-centric brain. Hey, didn't Sango say that those two girls kissed before on a dare? He thanked the song that was playing through the loudspeakers for the thought. The only thing hotter than seeing two girls grinding up against each other would be them kissing! With his mind made up, Miroku grabbed his wallet to pull out a 5,000 Yen note. Then, he slowly slid himself and an oblivious Sango over to the two girls who were dancing so beautifully together.

 

“Hey girls,” Miroku called out over the dance floor. He waved his 5,000 Yen bill in front of the roommates. The money seemed to catch Shaya's attention. Kagome on the other hand had her eyes closed and seemed to be savoring the sensation of claws running up and down her legs. “5,000 Yen if you both kiss on the dance floor.”

 

Shaya just smirked as she grabbed the note and shoved it down the front of her shirt. “Deal,” she exclaimed with a devious grin.

 

It's not what, good girls do.
Not how they should behave…
My head gets so confused,
Hard to obey…

 

Only one hand was now tracing up her leg and that seemed to awaken Kagome from her dreamlike state. “Wha…what?” asked Kagome who seemed to be just now catching onto the conversation.

 

“He's going to pay us 5,000 Yen to kiss, Kagome,” remarked Shaya. In her drunken stupor, Kagome didn't catch the hanyou's heated gaze or the way the girl licked her lips in anticipation.

 

“Oh, OK,” murmured Kagome in acquiescence. She turned her face to look upward at the tall girl.

 

The miko closed her eyes and pulled herself up on her tiptoes. The hanyou girl's molten amber pools seemed lusty and needy as she tipped the shorter girl's chin toward her.

 

Kagome pressed her small hands against Shaya's chest and was surprised to feel hard pectoral muscles under her fingers rather than the giving feel of a girl's bosom. Inuyasha. This is just how I hoped he'd feel. The girl didn't try to figure out the discordance. Instead, she lived her fantasy. Inuyasha was there on the dance floor. He had been dancing with her and now he wanted to kiss her.

 

She looked up before her, expecting to see Inuyasha's amber eyes gazing down at her. She was a little surprised to see her roommate's feminine orbs instead. Yet, her small hand was resting against hard muscle and a tight t-shirt. What? Her brown eyes narrowed and then refocused. She felt the surge of power that erupted within her when she shot off her arrows of purification. Kagome shook her head and wondered why she felt the need to harness her miko energies, but quickly forgot her perplexity when she saw Inuyasha come into focus.

 

Suddenly, Inuyasha felt the hair on his skin stand up as if static electricity had started to roam over his entire body. He moved as if in a dream, and it was almost as if the very air around him was charged. Here was Kagome before him, willingly kissing him again. She had kissed him once before, and he had tasted her sweetness. It had been addictive and he wanted more. But, she had believed he was Inuyasha. She would have never willingly kissed him if she thought he was a girl. The bet was only an excuse, but he'd take it.

 

Her lips looked so rosy and full—just waiting to be kissed. He cupped her chin bringing her lips up to meet his. At first, it was but the briefest of touches, his lips ghosted over hers, once and then twice before his lips pressed firmly against hers. Something happened when they kissed, the spiritual energy leapt up between them crackling between their two bodies. Inuyasha felt tiny pinpricks of energy over his entire body—warming, touching and caressing him.

 

Us girls we are so magical
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable

 

He thought that it would never go further than this on a simple bet, but Kagome pressed against him for more. Her soft lips parted and a dainty tongue peeked out to touch his lips. Without thought or volition, his mouth did likewise. Tenderly their tongues met outside their mouths before Inuyasha could no longer contain the desire that coursed through his veins. His skin radiated with fire from every centimeter that Kagome touched. It was as if they were opposing Tesla coils and that sweet sparks were leaping between their bodies. He pressed into the recesses of her mouth and savored her. She tasted of jasmine, sweetness and an alluring innocence that made her all the more desirable.

 

Hard to resist, so touchable
Too good to deny it…
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent…

 

Kagome hung onto Inuyasha as if he were her lifeline. Her hands moved down his chest, touching and stroking. She felt like her entire body was a live wire and that Inuyasha was the only one who could ground her to reality. She was mystified by the current erupting between them, by the way her hands trembled when she touched him and even by the way his chest heaved while her fingers trailed down his abdomen. With trepidation, Kagome reached one hand around his neck while another hand crept around his form to gingerly touch the tight rear end she had always admired.

 

Inuyasha nearly gasped as his meek little miko touched his butt and grazed her hand over it. Two can play at that game. With little thought other than to mirror her movements, he moved his clawed hand to trace up her inner thigh and under her skirt. There, under his finger, was the edge of her satiny panty. His digits crept under the silk and slid up to touch the soft, firm roundness of her bottom. He couldn't help but to respond as he pressed her giving form into his hard body and his hardening shaft. He ground up against her core and the friction was exquisite. He moaned into her mouth.

 

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it

Miroku was in heaven. He had managed to get those lustful girls to not only kiss, but they were also groping each other's asses. He squeezed Sango's lovely tush in response. He absorbed every detail of the girls before him, willing it away to his memory to be recalled whenever fantasy deemed it necessary. Oh Buddha, this is worth far more than 5,000 Yen. I wonder what they'd do if I gave them 10,000?

 

The thought was quickly dismissed as Miroku noticed that the two girls were no longer kissing just to win a bet. Holy shit, they're really going at it! He could only grin widely, while keeping Sango turned toward him and away from his new ogling opportunity.

 

It felt so wrong, It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight

“Inuyasha,” Kagome implored as she gazed half-lidded up at the hanyou. She had briefly broke contact with his lips to start kissing his jaw and ran kisses down his neck. She felt the strong cheekbones and the Adam's apple of a male. The person in her arms had a hard, muscular body. There was nothing feminine about him. It has to be him!

 

She could only smile. Somewhere inside, she wondered if she was dreaming and if she was treading upon reality or illusion. But somehow, she simply felt like she didn't care. Inuyasha—the person she had crushed on, the guy she had fallen in love with from afar—was now in her arms. And, if she was dreaming, why did her skin vibrate when they touched? Why was it that being with him and feeling the energy rippling through their forms was the only thing that seemed to matter?

 

What? She knows who I am? Inuyasha was shocked enough to let his jaw go slack momentarily before he returned in full force to devour her mouth.

 

She gyrated her body against his, feeling the hardened warmth that only a man could produce. Her hand dipped from his butt to press against his shaft. Small, dainty digits moved in front of his jeans to graze against something hard and long. She had never felt one before. It felt like a steel rod was embedded under his stretched pants. Her fingers slowly stroked the front of his jeans, causing Inuyasha to gasp out loud. “I knew it was you,” she breathed breathlessly. “Inuyasha.”

 

“Kagome,” he whined in desperation.

 

I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

 

Miroku's eyes bulged out of his sockets. He was happy to see the girls grinding up next to each other. Seeing them kiss was icing on the cake. But seeing Kagome's hand going down Shaya's pants to find her sweet spot was nearly overwhelming. The miko was palming the girl's crotch in the middle of the dance floor. He quickly traced his eyes from Kagome's dazed, yet lustful gaze to Shaya's hot, voluptuous body. The other girl was writhing under the miko's touch, pushing herself against the other girl's hand. Then he looked into the hanyou's eyes. The girl had her eyes closed and her jaw clenched in a look that would either denote pleasure or pain. He imagined the former was the cause.

 

Inuyasha moaned as his innocent miko stroked his shaft up and down outside of his jeans. The music pounded and pulsated all around them. His hips thrust forward to meet his roommate's caress. Then, he smelled a wonderful, intoxicating scent.

 

Jasmine was already clouding the air around them. However, now a marine scent wafted up to his nostrils. He had smelled it once before in the showers—the scent of Kagome's arousal. Fuck! His head lolled back as if drunk, and he nodded his head forward to lie on her shoulder. It just brought him closer to her mesmerizing scent. It clogged his senses and blinded any coherent thought that he might have had. She was still stroking his length through his pants. He growled.

 

Kagome looked up at Inuyasha and was confused. She had never seen him looking so feral or lustful before. His golden eyes were rimmed with crimson.

 

“You're playing with fire,” he murmured huskily.

 

“I…I don't understand,” she responded in bewilderment.

 

“You don't just tease a guy and expect him to not respond,” he growled out.

 

Kagome closed her eyes and smiled blissfully. It really is Inuyasha. Perhaps she should have been afraid, but the alcohol had dulled her inhibitions and she only knew that she wanted him—every part of him. She couldn't get enough of the strange energy that swirled between them, exciting every part of her body.

 

She moved her body against his again. Kagome focused again on her sense of touch and the feel of his warm, hard body against hers. Her body molded so nicely against his. It felt so right, so perfect.

 

She was completely unprepared for Inuyasha to suddenly grab her before he swung her into his arms. He carried her bridal style and was running as if he was being chased.

 

“Wha…what?” she asked in perplexity. She felt like a woman that had been nabbed by a caveman.

 

Inuyasha only squeezed her body closer to his, pressing her against his chest. His body ached and he was on fire. She was still giving off that delectable scent that called to him to take her, to complete what her body demanded of him. He was really going on nothing less than instinct as he ran out of the club and into the cool air of the Tokyo night.

 

Miroku stood there dumbfounded. Did Shaya just manhandle Kagome and run off with her? Are they going to…? A silly grin plastered itself across his face. His mind made up for their absence by creating its own images of two naked girls making out in a lesbian love session. He squeezed Sango's rear end again and this time she moaned. He licked her ear and made his way back to her luscious lips. Now, if I could only get as lucky…

 

~~~oo0oo~~~

Spotting Miroku's silver Lexus at the back of the parking lot, Inuyasha stumbled his way to the car with Kagome in his arms. His breathing was heavy, and his pants were extremely uncomfortable courtesy of the drunken girl and her unrelenting lips upon his neck. By the time he reached the passenger side of the vehicle, she had sneaked one finger down the waistband of his jeans, causing his knees to buckle and almost sending them both toppling onto the ground.

 

Fumbling with the keys he miraculously managed to pull from his pocket, he tightened his hold on her waist to keep her steady so that he could concentrate on finding the little button to unlock the doors. The girl whimpered at the same time the locks gave way with the sound of a beep. She pressed her hips into his urgently while one of her legs crept up to his waist and her foot crept around his bottom, leaving him no room to escape.

 

As if he wanted to... Keh!

 

Just then, the delicate arm hugging his neck gave a surprisingly strong pull, and his swollen lips crashed onto the girl's eager ones. Her fingers tugged at his hair forcefully, deepening the kiss with urgency and eliciting a groan from the hanyou. The same fingers were on his ear next, soft but persistent, stroking him into a frenzy.

 

She moaned into his mouth, and he dropped the keys.

 

He grudgingly broke the kiss and cursed profusely. Kagome giggled and resumed her assault on his neck and jaw. She laughed loudly when he bent down to retrieve the keys, bringing her down with him by refusing to release his hold on her. Both of her legs wrapped around his waist as she held on to his neck for dear life.

 

He stood up panting. Her heat was burning the front of his pants. He could feel her skirt gathered up under his arm. If he didn't put a stop to this madness, he knew they would never make it to the dorms. With that thought in mind and with the strength of will he didn't know he possessed, he managed to extract one of her legs from around his waist.

 

Kagome was having none of that, though. She whimpered in protest before forcing his head down and capturing his ear between her lips. The low growl that radiated from his chest was the only warning she received before her back was plastered to the side of the Lexus and her mouth was mercilessly attacked by his lips, fangs and tongue.

 

Clawed fingers swept up her thigh, securing her leg around the hanyou's waist. Warmth pooled between her legs under his electric touch, leaving her body quivering with desire. How long had she dreamed of this; showing this divine being how much he meant to her and feeling the beat of his heart against her chest, the warmth of his luscious lips against hers, the softness of those adorable ears under her fingertips; feeling wanted by him? Even if she was dreaming again, she was going to make the most of it.

 

That thought liberated her already intoxicated mind, and she ground her hips against his, desperate to make him understand how much she wanted this, how much she wanted him. A low growl reverberated from his chest, sending shivers up her spine, and he thrust against her, pressing her back harder against the car. With a groan, he severed his lips from hers and dropped his forehead to rest on her shoulder. His hands latched onto her waist, keeping her in place as he struggled to regain his breathing. His voice shook when he whispered, “Not like this… not here.” In a whirlwind of motions, she found herself looking out the windshield of the car as he took the driver's seat and steered the car out of the parking lot with a loud screech of tires.

 

His foot pressed firmly on the gas pedal. Inuyasha breathed in deeply and instantly regretted it when his head swerved dangerously. Fuck! Not a good idea. She smelled exquisite, too alluring for her own good, and he was trying to maintain control as he sped down the streets of Tokyo.

 

It didn't help that Kagome wouldn't stop touching him. One second, her hand would caress the back of his hand on the gear shift, sending tremors up his arm, and in the next, she would grope his arm, causing his muscles to clench unbearably. He was sure he would have cramps the next day. When he groaned in misery, she would giggle and show him some semblance of mercy and let him drive. Even then, she would be touching him one way or another. If nothing else, she would twirl his hair between her fingers, which would remind him of how it felt when she tugged on them to bring him closer to her body. Fucking focus, you idiot! Just a few minutes more, and you can be all over her.

 

Kagome felt euphoric. It was impossible, even in her intoxicated state, not to notice the way he tensed up, groaned and whimpered every time she touched him. He, Inuyasha, literally whimpered! And, it was all because of her—plain, old Kagome. So, she happily continued stroking him. When her hand trailed up his thigh, raking her nails on the thin fabric of his jeans, he moaned and closed his eyes. His moan was cut short, though, because the moment he opened his eyes, he hit the brakes with such force that she would have flown through the windshield if it wasn't for her seatbelt and the sudden appearance of his arm against her chest.

 

She looked up to see that they had barely managed to stop at the red light. Hearing his ragged breathing, she returned her gaze to the hanyou. He was looking straight ahead, his jaw was clenched and his hands were gripping the steering wheel tightly. He gulped audibly and whimpered before looking down at his lap. Only then did she realize the source of his discomfort. In her panic, she had gripped his thigh. Now, she could see that it wasn't his thigh that she was grabbing. Heat rushed to her cheeks, and she bit her lip before meeting his gaze. She was so entranced in his smoldering orbs that she hadn't even noticed that he had unfastened her seatbelt. Her breath caught in her throat when, out of nowhere, she was hauled off her seat.

 

Inuyasha couldn't care less about where they were anymore. The instant she straddled his legs, he attacked her lips with a growl. His hands roamed over her delicate form with urgency as he trailed kisses down her throat. With each gasp she emitted, he could feel her warm breath on his ear sending chills down his spine only to add to the pressure on the front of his jeans. When she grasped his shoulders and rocked her hips over his, he could swear he saw stars. Trailing his lips up her throat, he bit on her earlobe gently as she writhed in his arms mindlessly.

 

From beneath his eyelashes, he noticed the street lights turn to green and he groaned in misery. Just a few minutes… You can make it for a few minutes more. Chanting in his head determinedly, he severed his lips from her sweet skin before speeding off toward the campus like a bullet. Concentrating on the road proved to be almost impossible with a horny miko in his lap, grinding against him and showering every visible inch of his skin with open-mouthed kisses. Twice he had to grudgingly force her head down so that he could actually see where he was headed; he almost collided with a street sign once. It was hard when all he wanted to do was suck on that all too eager mouth of hers. Three times he had to force her hands away from his manhood. He nearly drove straight into a wall on one of those occasions.

 

He sighed in relief when, with a screech of tires, he stopped in front of the dorms. Having no patience left—Kagome had managed to unbutton two buttons on his jeans at this point — he shot out of the car with the girl swung onto his back. Leaving Miroku's beloved Lexus awkwardly parked in three spots without a single backward glance, he headed in through the doors. Somehow, he had managed to run the two of them past the front desk and Miss Tsubaki's malevolent glare.

 

After a quick dash up the staircase, he found himself at their apartment door. Kagome was still raining kisses down the back of his neck as he quickly managed to stick the room keycard in the slot and burst into the apartment. Once they reached their room, he violently slammed the door behind them. With Kagome still on his back, he managed to bend down to pull out the futon. Somehow, bending over gave Kagome ideas, because before he could say a word, she had dropped off his back and had pushed him down onto the fluffy futon.

 

Her lips quickly found his furry ear and her hands were pulling against his top. He simply surrendered to his instincts. He felt his tank top being tugged off and small digits splayed against his warm torso. For a brief moment, her hands left his body and he could swear that he heard himself whimper like a girl. Fuck!

 

Kagome looked up at him mischievously as her arms jerked her tiny spaghetti top off her body. A pink bra quickly followed and was left dangling on his study chair.

 

He had seen her breasts before, many times in fact. But, this was the first time he felt like he had the audacity to touch them. And touch them he did. At first, his clawed hands held their smooth roundness, letting their warmth and size settle in his hands. However, soon his mouth found a pert nipple and he couldn't help but to suckle them like a newborn that had found a teat for the first time.

 

He groaned as his lips found heaven in feminine goodness, and his ears were mercilessly licked by her warm tongue. Breasts and ears, Oh god… Breasts and ears…

 

Kagome gasped as she felt his mouth lather one of her nipples. A bizarre feeling of wetness and flickering electricity made her nipples stand on end. Then, he was suckling against a breast like an infant, while his hand carefully kneaded and pulled at the other.

 

There before her were the very ears she had always wanted to caress. Both of her hands started the gentle, rubbing ministrations of the furry objects of her affection. She felt the velvety softness that lined the side of his ears. She also gently stroked the inside lid, before her lips found their fuzzy softness.

 

He was so lost that he barely felt her body shove against his, pushing him down on the futon. Kagome straddled him, shoving warm wetness against his growing stiffness. His body betrayed him as he groaned and grinded up against her. The friction was exquisite, but it wasn't enough to satisfy—not enough for them to find completion.

 

Soon, smooth white digits were touching his chest in reverence. Her touch electrified his skin and he had to look down. He had to see her small, soft hands touching his hard masculine body.

 

His eyes widened when he glanced down to see his ample feminine bosom being carefully touched and massaged by small white hands. He was almost mesmerized in both horror and fascination as he looked at his large, rounded breasts and perky brown nipples, Kagome's hands blithely caressing their smoothness. Fuck! The feelings leaping at him were confusing. He was shocked to see her stroking a woman's breasts (his breasts!), yet the synergy that erupted between the two of them was also something he could not deny. Electrical sparks surged between their bodies, making him twitch within the confines of his jeans. It made him so needy that it hurt.

 

He felt like he was falling into the pits of hell, so why did it feel so fucking good?

 

He was floating in abandon as he looked down to see Kagome's tongue gently swirl around the tip of his nipple. Oh God, why does it turn me on to see her make love to another woman? And why am I the other woman? Fuck! He watched in fascination as she blew up against his teat, making it pebble and making his bouncing breasts stiffen under her ministrations. It was almost as if he was living an out of body experience. He knew he was a guy, he felt her tongue on his hard chest, yet he was seeing one woman licking another woman's bosom. Kagome's aura sparked against his youkai energies—titillating him, absorbing him.

 

Kagome couldn't help but to put both of her hands on the firm, sweat-glistened pectorals that she had always admired. She had seen Inuyasha in a tight t-shirt more than once, his well-defined muscles clearly visible underneath. She never thought there would be a day when he would actually let her touch him. She felt like she was a mortal touching a god. Well, maybe a demi-god. She almost giggled to herself in her drunkenness. One hand splayed against the hard muscle and the silky skin that encased it. Her fingers danced over a nipple before she grinned to herself and had to lean in to kiss and lick it.

 

She hadn't expected him to gasp when she licked his salty skin, nor did she expect to feel the quivering vibration of energy arching between them like a live current. But when he groaned, she simply had to do more and she had to feel him again. Her tongue circled his areola, and then she blew on the smooth, darkened skin. He visibly shook. They felt the storm that was quickly ensnaring them both.

 

“Inuyasha,” she whispered.

 

His half-lidded eyes sprang open to stare down at the girl who knelt over him. Fuck it! She sees me as I really am, it doesn't matter. This won't stop me! With that thought, Inuyasha completely let go, reveling in the moment, enjoying his time with Kagome despite the cursed bracelet—despite the bizarre images he saw of lesbian lovers. All he knew now was that he needed to not only see Kagome's naked form, he needed to touch her and to embrace the spark that was erupting between them.

 

His clawed hands slid up her legs to her thighs. He could feel her skin getting warmer as his claws scraped against her hips. His fingers trembled when they ran into a satiny panty. Fuck it! If he had been thinking, he wouldn't have sliced the offensive garment off with his claws. But thinking was something he had been doing very little of for the past hour. It was instincts that lead his hands to cup her warm, smooth bottom with both hands. He groaned as she pushed down on him, pressing her moist heat against his hardened shaft and the scratchy jeans he was wearing.

 

Gotta get this damned thing off! He pushed Kagome up, so that she was kneeling above him. He mourned the loss, but he needed to get closer to her. Every nerve ending in his body screamed at him to push himself into her as deeply as he could and there was too much cloth in the way. He was surprised when her dainty hands helped to unzip his jeans and then to push the black cotton jeans down his legs.

 

Kagome looked down as she knelt over the beautiful man she loved. However, right now it was lust that was surging to the forefront. There really was nothing better than rubbing her aching heat against him. But she needed more. She wanted his body to embrace her intimately. She watched as he motioned to take off his jeans. For once, his darkened, honeyed eyes drifted away from her. He almost bit his lip with his fangs as he tried to concentrate on ridding himself of his clothes. She smiled mischievously. How many times had she wanted to see more of his body? Those powerful thighs, his taut butt…? She moved without thinking. Soon she had undone his zipper and was laughing as she pulled his jeans down his body, kissing his heated flesh as it was revealed to her intense gaze.

 

Her eyes flicked up to his. She was expecting to see unbridled lust and was surprised to see wonder. Do I truly have that sort of effect on him? She giggled before unzipping her skirt and slipping it off her legs. She decided to let the fabric slide off slowly and she watched his eyes trailing down her body. Just seeing him react to her with eyes that were widened in amazement was a powerful aphrodisiac. As if she needed any more enticement with him around…

 

His look of awe as he stared at her was all the encouragement she needed to pull one final piece of cloth from his body. She wasn't surprised when he helped her tug off his underwear, kissing her deeply as their hands fumbled with pulling them down his legs.

 

Fuck it! They were his only pair of men's underwear, but they had to go—now! His claws sliced them away as well and there was nothing more obstructing them.

 

Then, her wide hips settled down on his stiffing ache and he felt wet warm heat pour over him. He pushed and ground against her. She moaned and bent over to kiss him more readily, her tongue plunging into his waiting mouth.

 

His youkai flared up against her aura. Her powerful energies enveloped him and nearly singed his skin with combined agony and pleasure. But it wasn't her place to take control. I'm the man, dammit!

 

He pushed and twisted against her body, letting her roll underneath him. His long, silver strands created a moonlit waterfall around their bodies, so that only the two of them could be seen.

 

This was where she should be. Every instinct within him demanded that he push into her deeply, up to the hilt. He needed to be within her, in her, part of her…

 

He heard her moan underneath him, pushing her wetness against his far too eager flesh. Her eyes were dazed, lost. Lost in lust, or is she just too drunk to comprehend what's happening?

 

He groaned. Fuck me, fuck me!!! She's drunk! I can't! Not now.

 

He almost sobbed as he pulled back his stiff flesh from the nestling warmth that he wanted to fall into. “We can't do this,” he muttered with self-hatred.

 

He looked down at Kagome. He didn't know what he was expecting, but he was completely unprepared to see tears swimming within her saddened chocolate orbs.

 

“You…you don't want me…” she choked back a sob, her lips trembling.

 

“No! Fuck, no!” Inuyasha protested. He moved down and cupped her cheek with his hand, his golden eyes boring into hers. “No, Kagome. Don't ever think that.” He couldn't help, but to finally tell her the words that escaped from his heart. “I…I love you…”

 

Amazed mocha eyes stared back at him in bewilderment. “What? You…you love me?”

 

He smiled back at her with a bittersweet grin. Fuck, I'm getting blue balls and I'm declaring my undying love! “I've been in love with you for a long time. It just took me a while to figure it out.”

 

“Then why?” she asked while shaking her head in confusion. Tiny tears meandered down the sides of her face. He moved a calloused thumb against them, rubbing them away.

 

“Kagome, you're drunk. I want…I want to do this with you. Just wait until you are sober, please?”

 

The miko underneath him paused, and a slow, warm smile broke out over her face. “Oh, Inuyasha,” she cried as her arms enveloped him, pulling him close again.

 

His throbbing ache made contact with her warmth again and he groaned. Misery and denied pleasure twisted his face. “Don't do that to me, girl. I just need to have a cold shower and I'll be OK. I'll…”

 

Kagome sat up, propping herself up with her elbows. Her smile softened, and she pushed him back down.

 

“What? What the…Kagome?” he muttered. He was yet again laying on the futon with Kagome rising above him.

 

“I've never…” sputtered his miko. “But, Ayame says guys like it.”

 

“Guys like…? What are you talking about?” Inuyasha tried to push up against her. He needed to get into a cold shower, really quick. If he stayed in the room with her, smelling her scent that was calling to him to take her, he really didn't know if he would be able to hold back.

 

He really was trying to fight her, but when her warm fingers wrapped around his throbbing member, he was lost again. His head fell back against the futon. He was done fighting.

 

Kagome looked down at him and it was intimidating. She had never touched a guy down there before. And now, his firm, hard, long—thing—was in her hands? Somewhere in the back of her mind she decided it was good that she was drunk. She doubted that she would have had the nerve to do this had she been sober. She felt him within her hands. Warm and much smoother than she was expecting, almost like silk over a hardened cylinder. She experimentally tugged up and down on it. He groaned and she smiled. That was all the encouragement that she needed.

 

She tried to remember all that Ayame had told her about what to do. How to please and tease a man... But she really didn't remember most of it. Her hands gently pulled up and down. She noted how dark it was, how the tip was almost purple-brown. How it swelled and how the pulsing veins of violet wrapped around it, throbbing with his heartbeat.

 

But more than anything, she wanted him to moan in pleasure and she wanted to be the one to give that to him. With that last thought, she moved her lips above his long thickness and licked the tip. She swirled it around with her tongue before plunging his length into her mouth, bobbing up and down on salty warmth. The parts that didn't fit in her mouth, she wrapped her fingers around, tugging against the velvety skin.

 

Inuyasha groaned and whimpered at her ministrations.

 

Oh god, don't stop, don't fucking stop! He chanted. It felt so fucking good. Sure, he had jacked off before, he had even done so imagining her tight mouth right over his engorged length. But the real thing was so much better!

 

He had to look down. He had to see his long shaft of his in her hot little mouth. But, he had forgotten the bracelet…

 

Looking down, he saw Kagome's small hands parting his wet, moist folds—her mouth sucking on his puffy clit. He supposed that he should have been disgusted. But this was his Kagome, going down on another woman. Not another woman, me! Oh fuck!

 

He grunted as her mouth sucked up and down. He felt her tongue wrap around his long length. He knew it was his manhood in her mouth, even if his eyes were lying to him.

 

He looked down at Kagome again in rapture. His head lolled to the side. She might have been the one who was drunk, but now he felt like he was the one falling over the precipice of lust and longing.

 

“Oh God! Kagome!” he screamed as her mouth tried to suck on him one final time. He felt himself spurt and shot his spunk against her mouth. Some of it found its way into her mouth, but he was surprised to see her choke and for most of his essence to erupt all over her body and the white futon.

 

His ebony-haired miko smiled at him demurely. She seemed proud of her ability to bring him to completion. He looked up at her. His cum was on her face, her neck and breasts. God, that looks good all over her body. He felt like a real dog then, marking his territory. He smirked with pure satisfaction.

 

He smiled at her gently as he took a corner of the bed sheet and wiped her down. He took her chin in his, bringing her face to him, kissing her gently.

 

He pulled away to gaze into her eyes. “I fucking love you!” he declared before he kissed her again, tasting himself in her mouth.

 

She shivered as he drunk in the recesses of her mouth. His hands roamed her curvy body, his lips trailing kisses. She arched her back as his tongue found her breasts again. Then he licked a circle around her belly button before dipping down even further.

 

“Inuyasha!” she gasped in astonishment. He moved between her legs and gently pushed them apart. Her head fell back, and she really couldn't believe what he was doing. She had touched herself before down there, but no one else ever had.

 

She couldn't help but to buck against his hand that cupped her sex, her moisture seeping against his palm.

 

“Let me give this back to you,” he added as he peered at her from between her thighs.

 

Kagome swallowed nervously before letting her head fall back onto the cloudy cotton fabric. Then, she felt it, a clever tongue probing her nether regions. She whimpered in abandon.

 

Inuyasha could only find himself surprised at his attempt to pleasure Kagome with his mouth and tongue. Kouga had always told him how much women loved it, but how much the wolf demon had hated it. Kouga had always described a woman's pussy as tasting like some weird combination of a stinky fish and putrid seawater. But Kagome's liquid heat wasn't revolting, far from it—he enjoyed the way she tasted. She did have the tang of the sea, but it was pure and clean—fresh and all Kagome.

 

He started to suckle on her swollen clit and he smirked into her flesh. She was moaning and her sounds were maddeningly sweet. Her fingers gripped the blanket underneath her as if it was the only thing that could tie her to reality.

 

He drove into her with as much fervor as he had with her breasts—licking, suckling and probing with his tongue. He felt a steady stream of her womanly juices flowing from her. He tried to lap up all of her essence like the dog he was before he felt her inner walls quiver against his tongue. Her moans pitched into a long, breathy scream. She twisted the blanket underneath her with her hands, and her head shook back and forth.

 

He glanced up at her, amazed that he had brought out that kind of reaction from his meek, blushing miko. She only lay there panting, staring at the ceiling in complete bafflement. He slid up the side of her body, trying to avoid her wet, velvet heat. Even if he was pleasantly sated, he knew that one brush of his body against hers and he would lose all coherence.

 

He kissed her deeply and smiled as she sighed against him. He looked with satisfaction at Kagome and her half-lidded eyes. “I'll get you some water and aspirin,” he mumbled as he kissed her cheek and stood up.

 

He turned around smirking at his naked miko. Her long ebony hair was fanned out against her white, fluffy futon. Her legs were spread apart, and her arms fell listlessly to her sides. Her form seemed boneless and spent. God, I'm good!

 

Kagome only nodded in mute acknowledgment as he went searching their apartment for the items. He was back at her side in mere minutes. But, he was disappointed to hear her softly snoring in blissful ignorance.

 

He placed her glass and pills on the bed stand next to the futon. Then he pulled a blanket out of his closet. Once he had lain down at her side, he tugged it over them. He sighed in bliss as he spooned behind her, all of her lovely, womanly curves pressing softly against his muscular frame.

 

He really never remembered being as happy as he was at that moment. He buried his nose into her dark locks and he breathed in her scent. His head lulled against her neck, his body falling into the depths of slumber beside her. He dreamt of Kagome, her jasmine scent and their bodies intertwined in lovemaking.

 

~~~oo0oo~~~

Kagome's head hurt and she couldn't open her lids. The bright light that was filtering past the curtains hurt her eyes, even though they were closed. She groaned and twisted in her bed covers. It was then that she realized there was a warm body spooned behind her. Their legs seemed to be entangled and a strong arm was holding her firmly by the waist.

 

She felt warm skin pressed against her naked body, and the arm around her waist seemed heavy. The body pressed against her felt lean and masculine. A large clawed hand gripped her hip. For some reason, she felt no panic at having a partner holding her in bed. She was still a little too hungover, and reality hadn't quite settled around her shoulders yet.

 

The miko tried to recall how she had ended up being held so possessively by the person next to her. As she did, she sighed and curled deeper into the covers and the individual who held her.

 

I was dancing at a club… She remembered that much. She had shown up with her girlfriends and she thought that she was dancing with Shaya. But then, Inuyasha showed up. Kagome sighed happily. Inuyasha was there. Inuyasha kissed me. Then we…

 

Suddenly, her mind was filled with a torrent of passionate images. She saw silver hair and felt claws scraping softly against her thighs. Her mind recalled how her clothes had disappeared quickly and how his hands had roamed over her body. She remembered heated kisses and how his talented tongue had first suckled on her breasts before it made its way down her body. Oh… Kagome moaned as she remembered being pleasured the night before. She was starting to get warm again just thinking about it. But her mind was fuzzy and couldn't come up with all of the details. All she remembered was that she had enjoyed it—immensely.

 

She felt like the blankets and the man who was pressed so closely behind her formed a warm cocoon around her. Whatever had happened last night made her feel…fulfilled. Wanted. Happy. Unrepressed. Sexual.

 

However, her head hurt. Despite the warm embrace, Kagome moaned this time, but not in pleasure. She tried to open her eyes and blinked. Then, she hissed like a vampire as the bright sun hurt her eyes. She squinted and found a glass of water on her dresser. There were even two aspirin tablets waiting for her next to the glass.

 

Her wandering hand swiped at the drink before she was able to snag it and bring it to her lips. She gulped down the water as if she was dying of dehydration. Then, she managed to grab the two white pills that she threw in her mouth. She continued to drink, swallowing the medication as she took one final swig from her cup.

 

Kagome sighed and fell back down into the bed. She saw silver locks of hair through her partially closed lids and there were the satiny, white dog-like ears twitching on top. She couldn't help but reach out a lazy hand to an ear. Despite the horrendous headache she had, she smiled. Inuyasha was almost purring, and his head seemed to be nuzzling closer and closer to her outstretched hand.

 

She turned over, expecting to see Inuyasha's sleepy face. What she saw made it difficult to breathe. Shaya was lying next to her, and she was completely naked. The hanyou girl had a half smile on her lips from the attention that had been given to her ear. Her roommate's nude body was barely covered by a tangled sheet that only covered the space between her legs. Shaya's rather largely endowed breasts were heaving with a soft sigh that escaped the hanyou's pink lips as Kagome petted her ear. The miko's hand quickly pulled away from the fuzzy appendage as if she had touched something that was too hot. She drew back and tried to clutch the sheets against her chest—a chest she noted that was only half the size of Shaya's. It was then that the hanyou girl leaned forward in her sleepy state to pull Kagome's stiffened body back into her loving embrace.

 

The miko's eyes widened in horror and embarrassment. She gulped as she looked down at her bare breasts and naked skin. The same skin that Shaya's bare body was wrapped around.

 

The miko twisted her body away from Shaya and drew up the bed sheet again, to cover her nude torso. The hanyou beside her finally managed to stir. One indolent amber eye peeked at Kagome, and then a broad smile crept across her face. The girl's arms enveloped Kagome. “Go back to bed,” she muttered as she pulled Kagome close to her again.

 

All Inuyasha could think about was how happy he was. Somehow Kagome had recognized who he was last night and wasn't even upset. She knew he was a guy and that he was Inuyasha. Well, she did say that she had a vision of `the real' me before at the shrine. Maybe she can see through the charm? Kagome had even initiated their sexual escapades by touching his chest and stroking his manhood. For the first time, Inuyasha realized that the miko desired him, that she wanted him. Her crush, it was me all along! He didn't even have time to curse himself for his stupidity in misreading the situation. He was just too happy to have the girl he loved in his arms, accepting him for who he really was.

 

They hadn't gone all the way, but as he felt her warm, soft body next to his, he was certainly thinking that perhaps now was the time to try.

 

The miko's eyes were wide with shock, and her lips pursed and opened breathlessly in surprise. The hanyou who held her in his arms turned Kagome around to face him. Inuyasha grinned at Kagome's body while he pulled the erstwhile white sheet away to expose the lovely flesh he had finally been able to touch. The mischievous smile on his face was licentious; he looked like a little boy who had just obtained his own candy store.

 

Before Kagome could even respond or protest, she was lying on her back with Shaya rising above her. The raven-haired girl could barely register a smirk crossing the hanyou's face before warm lips encased hers.

 

Kagome tried to protest, she tried to stop this from happening. It felt so horribly wrong to be naked on her bed, making out with her female roommate. Yet, there was something deep inside of her that relished the contact, something that was enjoying the kiss and full body contact of a hanyou with long, silvery hair. Was she enjoying this because Shaya reminded her of Inuyasha? What is wrong with me? Kagome felt like there was a man above her and for the briefest of seconds she imagined Inuyasha kissing her like he had done last night. Was it Inuyasha? The thought of Inuyasha, naked in her bed, kissing her relentlessly, was the final straw that allowed her to enjoy the wantonness that Shaya was plying her with.

 

Almost against her will, Kagome responded to the hanyou's seductions. Suddenly, her lips moved against her roommate's and her tongue flowed with the one probing her mouth so intently. The miko's body responded. Her gut clenched involuntarily and wetness started to pool between her thighs.

 

Shaya groaned and then pulled back to lather her neck with kisses as her head slid lower. Kagome relished the attention, the way her body melted under the hanyou's temptations. Clever lips kissed on their journey down, and then a wickedly delicious tongue started to lather her nipples, which were already becoming erect.

 

Perhaps it was the warm wetness of Shaya's tongue on her breasts, or maybe it was the clawed hand that was making its way down to her slippery wetness. However, something shocked Kagome into pulling back from Shaya and gazing at the golden-eyed hanyou in utter alarm. She didn't know what was more disturbing—that she was responding sexually to her female roommate's attentions or that she had apparently mistaken her hanyou roommate for Inuyasha last night. Was she so drunk that she couldn't even tell if Shaya was a boy or a girl? And try as she might, she realized that she had enjoyed her last night of wantonness with Shaya immensely. That much she remembered clearly.

 

“Shaya… I'm a…I'm a lesbian?” squeaked out Kagome.

 

Inuyasha only sputtered in response.

 

~~~oo0oo~~~

The Next Chapter: Chapter 11: `Girl Talk.' Inuyasha finally belts out a `Wind Scar,' another kiss and a little Sess/Rin.

 

Author's Notes:

#1: Yes, Kagome is completely confused now. More to come… And please remember, this is a comedy…

#2: `Lexington Queen' is a real dance club in the Roppongi Hills area of Tokyo.

#3: 5000 Yen equals about 50 USD.

#4: The song used in this chapter is Katy Perry's `I Kissed A Girl'.

#5: Soundtrack for the lime: `Inside' by Sting, `Let Love In' by the Goo Goo Dolls, `Gonna Get Close to You' by Queensrÿche.

#6: Teenagers would rarely be seen driving a car around the streets of Tokyo (motorcycles are much more common). Usually the subway system is quicker and more convenient. You also have to prove that you have a parking space in Tokyo before you can even buy a car. In our story, Miroku comes from a very wealthy family and was able to obtain an expensive sports car. Apparently he also has a lot of money if he can manage to pay for the exorbitant parking fees in Tokyo.

#7: In this chapter, Kori was drugged with Rohypnol (or roofies). It is a sedative drug that is 10x more powerful than valium. It has been called a date rape drug because of the following reasons: the drug has no taste when dissolved in liquid, causes short term memory loss and makes the victim feel drunk, often times to the point of losing consciousness.

#8: If you were wondering why Inuyasha wasn't going to use a condom, you might recall that it was established earlier that Kagome was on the pill and that she was a virgin. Inuyasha (in this story) is also sexually inexperienced, even though he has heard many tall tales from Kouga.