InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ High School Can Get Better ❯ Chapter 8
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“That’s my niece.” Inuyasha ruffled the little girls black hair, snickering as Sesshomaru closed the door to the large house. “Knew ya’ had it in you.”
Sesshomaru listened to this with a frown, glancing down at his daughter, Rin. “What got into you, Rin?” His voice was cool and distant. He always sounded like that when he was trying to be stern.
Rin rarely showed signs of aggression so Inuyasha wasn’t the least bit surprised she’d finally kicked a little ass. Considering that she was raised around demons, well, he gave her credit. Lately, she’d been getting into trouble at school and this was the second time Sesshomaru had been called. His eight year old daughter was growing up and she wasn’t taking crap from anyone. Not even older little boys who picked on her.
“Don’t encourage her.” Sesshomaru snapped. But he had to hand it to her. Rin was tough.
Inuyasha shrugged and hopped off the marble countertop. His long, silver white hair flow down his back, his dog ears twitching slightly. “Well, we both know no one will be picking on her anymore. Hopefully?” He reached over and picked up a thick, juicy red apple. It was halfway to his mouth when Sesshomaru snatched it out of his hand and tossed it back in the bowl. He then snagged Inuyasha by the neck of his shirt and tugged him out of the kitchen and towards the front door. “Why are you still here? You have your own place to go to.”
“You could use my help. Admit it.” There was just nothing better than seeing the annoyance on his brother’s face. Other than sex, of course. Inuyasha sighed as Sesshomaru all but forced him towards the now open door.
“I refuse to keep switching schools.” Sesshomaru held out his hand, motioning for Inuyasha to leave. “Go. Now. I’m tired of you already. I know you have a date tonight so go and leave me the hell alone…”
Inuyasha felt the shove on his back as he stepped out. But as he passed Sesshomaru a soft aroma caught his attention. His nose wrinkled. The scent of vanilla—sweet…something else…He turned and leaned in close to Sesshomaru, inhaling the material of his right shoulder—
“Go.” Sesshomaru frowned and shoved Inuyasha backwards and closed the door in his face. He stood there on the steps for a moment, frowning at the sweet scent that filled his nostrils. It was familiar.
“No more of that, bitch…”
She heard the distinctive growl before his hand fisted in her hair and he was pushing her back slightly till he was free of her breasts. He then cupped her head and moved it down so that her lips engulfed him. Inuyasha’s eyes slid closed from the hot feel as she started bobbing her head, feeling the catlike strokes of her tongue teasing him. His hips thrusts and he felt her throat swallow him, tightening around him. He groaned. His body tensed and with a muttered, “Fuck yes.” He was spewing his seed into her mouth.
If Kikyo hadn’t been so good at this he would have pushed her to the side and found another girl. He wasn’t in the mood for a girlfriend but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t fuck. And Kikyo, she was a good fuck. He liked her and she liked him but she seemed to think that she was different, that she deserved more than any of the other girls he knew. He’d seen her at a club and she’d looked damn good. They’d left and went to her apartment and the next thing he knew they were in bed and he was riding and bucking against him.
He watched as she swallowed every last drop and then finally released him. “Did you like that?” Her voice was husky, a little cocky. She knew he had. She stood up and then began arranging her clothes, pulling them back into place. “Can’t I go home with you tonight?”
Here it was again. Inuyasha sighed and suddenly pushed her up against the side of her car, a Saturn Aura XE and kissed her hard, grinding his hips against hers before pulling back. “No.” He watched the pout form on her lips.
“Baby, Inuyasha…we’ve known each other for months now…This is technically going steady…Why don’t you just admit it…”
He cupped her breast and gave it a teasing squeeze. “I already told you.” She’d get it sooner or later. He gave her another brief kiss and then picked up his motorcycle helmet and slid it on before taking off. He should just ask her out. He knew he should. But she just wasn’t his…type. She was too needy and by far too bitchy. And jealous as hell. He flipped the keychain full of keys as he stopped behind a large condo and fit a gold key into the lock. He slipped inside and then cursed when his knee connected with the low table at the edge of the doorway. He really needed to move that table. In the darkness he saw the light on his answering machine flashing.
He pressed the play button and Sesshomaru’s voice filled the darkness. “There’s another Teachers Conference with Rin’s teacher tomorrow. I won’t be able to make it so I told her you would be coming in my place.” He didn’t so much as say goodbye or even ask him to call him back to let him know if he could make it. He deleted the message.
“Yea, sure.”
He’d never liked those Conferences and he had a feeling this one wasn’t going to be any different.
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Sesshomaru listened to this with a frown, glancing down at his daughter, Rin. “What got into you, Rin?” His voice was cool and distant. He always sounded like that when he was trying to be stern.
Rin rarely showed signs of aggression so Inuyasha wasn’t the least bit surprised she’d finally kicked a little ass. Considering that she was raised around demons, well, he gave her credit. Lately, she’d been getting into trouble at school and this was the second time Sesshomaru had been called. His eight year old daughter was growing up and she wasn’t taking crap from anyone. Not even older little boys who picked on her.
“Don’t encourage her.” Sesshomaru snapped. But he had to hand it to her. Rin was tough.
Inuyasha shrugged and hopped off the marble countertop. His long, silver white hair flow down his back, his dog ears twitching slightly. “Well, we both know no one will be picking on her anymore. Hopefully?” He reached over and picked up a thick, juicy red apple. It was halfway to his mouth when Sesshomaru snatched it out of his hand and tossed it back in the bowl. He then snagged Inuyasha by the neck of his shirt and tugged him out of the kitchen and towards the front door. “Why are you still here? You have your own place to go to.”
“You could use my help. Admit it.” There was just nothing better than seeing the annoyance on his brother’s face. Other than sex, of course. Inuyasha sighed as Sesshomaru all but forced him towards the now open door.
“I refuse to keep switching schools.” Sesshomaru held out his hand, motioning for Inuyasha to leave. “Go. Now. I’m tired of you already. I know you have a date tonight so go and leave me the hell alone…”
Inuyasha felt the shove on his back as he stepped out. But as he passed Sesshomaru a soft aroma caught his attention. His nose wrinkled. The scent of vanilla—sweet…something else…He turned and leaned in close to Sesshomaru, inhaling the material of his right shoulder—
“Go.” Sesshomaru frowned and shoved Inuyasha backwards and closed the door in his face. He stood there on the steps for a moment, frowning at the sweet scent that filled his nostrils. It was familiar.
~*~
Kikyo leaned down and cupped her breast and squeezed them around Inuyasha’s cock, rubbing them tightly together around the thick length.“No more of that, bitch…”
She heard the distinctive growl before his hand fisted in her hair and he was pushing her back slightly till he was free of her breasts. He then cupped her head and moved it down so that her lips engulfed him. Inuyasha’s eyes slid closed from the hot feel as she started bobbing her head, feeling the catlike strokes of her tongue teasing him. His hips thrusts and he felt her throat swallow him, tightening around him. He groaned. His body tensed and with a muttered, “Fuck yes.” He was spewing his seed into her mouth.
If Kikyo hadn’t been so good at this he would have pushed her to the side and found another girl. He wasn’t in the mood for a girlfriend but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t fuck. And Kikyo, she was a good fuck. He liked her and she liked him but she seemed to think that she was different, that she deserved more than any of the other girls he knew. He’d seen her at a club and she’d looked damn good. They’d left and went to her apartment and the next thing he knew they were in bed and he was riding and bucking against him.
He watched as she swallowed every last drop and then finally released him. “Did you like that?” Her voice was husky, a little cocky. She knew he had. She stood up and then began arranging her clothes, pulling them back into place. “Can’t I go home with you tonight?”
Here it was again. Inuyasha sighed and suddenly pushed her up against the side of her car, a Saturn Aura XE and kissed her hard, grinding his hips against hers before pulling back. “No.” He watched the pout form on her lips.
“Baby, Inuyasha…we’ve known each other for months now…This is technically going steady…Why don’t you just admit it…”
He cupped her breast and gave it a teasing squeeze. “I already told you.” She’d get it sooner or later. He gave her another brief kiss and then picked up his motorcycle helmet and slid it on before taking off. He should just ask her out. He knew he should. But she just wasn’t his…type. She was too needy and by far too bitchy. And jealous as hell. He flipped the keychain full of keys as he stopped behind a large condo and fit a gold key into the lock. He slipped inside and then cursed when his knee connected with the low table at the edge of the doorway. He really needed to move that table. In the darkness he saw the light on his answering machine flashing.
He pressed the play button and Sesshomaru’s voice filled the darkness. “There’s another Teachers Conference with Rin’s teacher tomorrow. I won’t be able to make it so I told her you would be coming in my place.” He didn’t so much as say goodbye or even ask him to call him back to let him know if he could make it. He deleted the message.
“Yea, sure.”
He’d never liked those Conferences and he had a feeling this one wasn’t going to be any different.
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