InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In the elevator ❯ Part 7, final ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Hello dear readers!

Yes, that's it… it's the last part of `In the elevator' so I hope you will all like it… because it had driven me crazy for a moment! (if you admit that I wasn't before.) :)

Well, see you at the end of this final part for the author's note. Right, today I have a lot of things to say! :P

Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: for the last time, I don't own InuYasha and sadly will never own it. Oh what would I not give to own my own Sesshomaru… *cough, cough* Off topic sorry. So, back to the story!! *grin*

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In the elevator, FINAL

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Everything was calm. The light was still soft, the emergency lights casting a soft glow. The only sound heard was the light breathing of the two people still trapped within the elevator itself, neither having awaken yet. The first to return to the land of the living was the demon lord himself.

Sesshoumaru woke slowly. At first he refused categorically to open his golden eyes. He was a little surprised to have fallen asleep so easily. Then, on second thought, he wasn't that much surprised. He hadn't had slept more than an hour per night in weeks. Taking the control of his father's company was more demanding and tiring than he imagined, not that he complained. It wasn't too much for him. He wasn't a simple weak human being. He could easily do, even if his father was driving him insane. It seemed the old man wasn't ready to step down completely, not to mention the problems with his half-brother. Sesshoumaru growled mentally. The daiyoukai almost had the key to the company in his hand but his damn father was still breathing down his neck, treating him like a mere pup. Until all the wishes of the Inu no Taisho were complete, Sesshoumaru's name would not be associated as the owner of the company. He controlled it, made it develop more than his sir could ever have, yet he was not the majority shareholder, owner, until his father decided so. The troublesome thoughts were too much that early in the morning.

The demon lord still refused to open his eyes. He could feel the hard cold surface of the elevator's box freezing his back and was even more aware of the light warm weight on top of his body. His amber pools snapped open with a start. Where am I? He thought distantly, while looking around his surroundings. I'm in an elevator? He wondered, his brain still fuzzy from his sleep. What is this Sesshoumaru doing sleeping on the ground? At that moment, images of what happened the previous night crossed his mind. Vivid beautiful images. He could almost still see her, hear her and even taste her. It had been beyond incredible, the most explosive release he had ever had in his life. That was why he was feeling a little stiff this morning. Usually, he never fell asleep so easily and rapidly after the act. He always sent the woman on her way or went to sleep in his own bed, given that he always used one of the other bedrooms of his house for his nightly activities. He flatly refused to have the stench with him all night long, premeditating his personal space and bed for days.

Of course, in their current predicament, sending the woman on her way was out of the question, since they were trapped within the elevator. But somehow, he doubted that he would have sent her away right away anyway. Last night had been one of the best rutting of his life. That would easily explain his slight soreness now. He doubted that he would have cast her from his bed since, even now, the day after, he couldn't find the strength in him to jerk away from the woman who was peacefully sleeping on him. Since when did the fearsome Sesshoumaru Takahashi transform into this woman's pillow? He pondered distastefully. He sighed. At least she still slept, leaving him time to think.

What had been different from the other times? Never had he felt before what he was currently feeling with this female, a human female to say the least! Sesshoumaru moved a little, taking care not to awaken the slumbering little miko, attempting to find a better position. Something was hitching on his back and he could smell that the woman hadn't been the only one to lose some drops of blood. The daiyoukai thought back to the events of the previous night, a smirk growing on his face. He remembered now. He had won some marks on his back from his 'battle' of the previous night, as if some beast had clawed his tender flesh. He chuckled softly. Who would have thought human nails could be so dangerous? Not that he was complaining at all, it had been all the more arousing. He knew that if pushed slightly, the spitfire would come out to play. For a human, she was really surprising. A surprise in a beautiful package, he thought, licking his lips in memory.

But that wasn't enough to explain why it had been that intense. Was it because he, or at least his beast, had some emotional link to the woman? Even if it was just with himself, he had to be honest. Yes it was the first time that his beast had shown interest for someone, but also himself too. It was the first time that he had wanted to bed a woman, not simply because of his need for release but because of the woman herself, even if she was human. He had to admit, he liked the fire in her. However, was that enough to explain the intensity of their intercourse? Then he remembered another thing, something that had shocked him to the core when he had discovered it: she had been a virgin. Now, that's been the shock of the day.

He couldn't believe that she had been a virgin and said nothing. She hadn't stopped him before it was too late, she let him do it. She had allowed him, an almost stranger, to rip her innocence from her. Worse, it had been in a place as impersonal as an elevator, a public place. Why hadn't she tried to stop him?

At that moment, an image of him pinning the woman against the wall, his hard manhood rubbing her entrance, she'd tried to speak then. Her eyes had popped open, her scent had been slightly tainted with fear, and she'd attempted to open that sweet little mouth to say something, but he hadn't let her. He couldn't. He realized after that she had tried to warn him, maybe ask him to go slow or to stop. He didn't know. He had been in such a desperate state, he hadn't wanted to stop, he couldn't take the chance and let her ruin everything by permitting her to say no. And because of that, he had hurt her.

He felt a little disgust with himself for his act of cowardice. At that point, he had been so terrified that she would tell him to stop, he'd known it, felt it. He wouldn't have been able to deny himself, he had been too far gone by then. Nevertheless, that didn't excuse the fact that he had hurt her.

Sesshoumaru looked down at the woman who had invaded all of his thoughts from first glance the day before. She was still sleeping peacefully, unaware of the raging doubts that coursed through her 'pillow'. He couldn't understand her reaction. He'd acted like a pup in heat with no care for her and yet, yet she had smiled so beautifully for him just before falling sleep, cuddling on him. Very strange woman, indeed.

His clawed fingers went to intermingle in the dark, shiny hair, absently massaging her scalp gently before sliding through her hair. He stopped a moment to move hair between his fingertips. They were so different from his own. It wasn't as silky as his. It was human hair after all. He was waiting for the feeling of disgust that always came with the mention of humanity, but it was evading him. However, he wasn't that shocked with this realization. After all there was nothing at all in her that repelled him, quite the opposite really. His hand went back into the dense ebony hair, waiting. He looked at her beautiful serene face and froze. Her heart beat was accelerating, she was awaking.

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Kagome woke to the unfamiliar feeling of being in a man's arms. She nuzzled her cheek against the wall of warmth below her. She smiled softly at the rumbling appreciative purring growl she received from his chest, at her action.

Lazily, her sapphire pools slide open. Her mind was still in a haze from sleep, but in an instant, she couldn't care less. She was beyond comfortable where she was right then. After a minute, she tilted her head to look up at the owner of the warm, hard, but yet still comfortable chest. Instantly, as her eyes locked with the amber pools, images of the night before with that same amber gaze, darkened with lust, danced across her mind. Blush exploded on her cheeks, running lower. She blushed furiously but cocked her head to one side, curious at the seriousness of his traits.

“H-hi,” she said shyly and tried to muster a small smile for the benefit of the action.

“Hn,” was her only answer. She frowned at his pathetic excuse of a response. Her shyness about the souvenirs of the last night diminished with the anxiety rising within her.

Did she say something wrong? Did she do something wrong? Why was he cold towards her again? Was she...had she been that bad?

“Is there something wrong Sesshoumaru?” she asked from her position still laying on top of him, her voice quavering. That didn't pass unnoticed by the daiyoukai.

“Why?” he simply said with his deep velvet voice she had grown fond of.

“Why what?” she asked, confusion clearly written all over her doll face.

“Why didn't you tell me before?” he inquired.

Kagome rose a little higher on him, flushing when she finally realized that she was still very much naked. She took his coat tighter around herself, and then tilted her head to the side again, curious of what he was talking about, her cheeks still red-tainted.

Sesshomaru almost groaned out loud. Was she trying to torture him? Was she tempting him to ravish her again? Didn't she knew what her mannerism was doing to him? Then, he looked back at her: no, she had no idea.

Kagome was genuinely thinking hard even if her mind was still a little numb from her sleep. What is he talking about? She looked at him for a moment, a look of confusion clear on her face. Then it clicked in her mind. Her cheeks flushed slightly when she finally understood his question.

“Is it… is it really important?” she asked, unsure of herself.

Silence.

She sighed at his lack of response. She sat up, taking his coat with her in the process. She turned her head slightly from his piercing golden eyes, looking down at her lap.

“I… I didn't want you to stop.” she said in a whisper. She, then, looked him in the eyes again as he raised on his elbows to look easily at her, the pink taint still adorning her lovely face. For Sesshoumaru, she couldn't be more breath taking: the blush, her hair in a mess from their previous activities and sleep ridden, wearing nothing but a piece of his clothes. He studied her a moment and finally said something.

“Hn.”

Her head cocked to one side, making unconsciously the picture even lovelier for the demon lord who tried to fight the blood that was rushing rapidly towards his nether region. The object of his attentions was totally obvious of what was happening and continue to speak softly.

“I…I mean, does that change anything? I-I was afraid that you would stop if you knew that I…” Her voice trailed off as she saw for the first time that when she had taken his coat he was there, nude like the day he was born, exposed to her appreciative eyes. Her gaze glide on his form and fixed on one precise part of his anatomy, unable to tire her eyes away. Oh God, he is huge! No wonder it was painful. How could THAT had ever fitted in?! Her regard went higher. God, he is beautiful, absolutely perfect. Her eyes finally reach his visage and found him smirking down at her. She eep-ed and turned around, mortified by her actions. She was literally checking him out, eyes blocked on his manhood like a moron. She closed her eyes in a groan, wishing that the ground could swallow her all right now.

Sesshoumaru could smell embarrassment ooze off of her little form. He couldn't stop a chuckle from escaping his lips, his smirk still in place. “There is nothing that you hadn't already seen.” He said smoothly, almost purring, his voice showing close to nothing of the amusement that was dancing in his amber depths. She was making his most playful part come out, something that hasn't happened since he was really young. She was so damn cute and after what they had done the night before, to be still shy, it's was amusing. The wildcat had left its place, returning back to the shy and innocent woman.

He was slightly disturbed to have to face her back so he put on his boxer to ease her mind. He moved closer to her still turned form and placed a hand on her shoulder, making her turned around to face him. However, she was still refusing to look back at him in the eyes, and he didn't like it at all.

He hooked a clawed finger under her chin and forced her gently to look up. His amber pools were twinkling. “There is nothing to be ashamed off. Personally, I have nothing that I'm ashamed about. You can look all you want.” He said with his still so velvet voice making the woman shivered involuntarily.

Then, he added. “You have nothing either,” He said softly, his finger running from her chin towards her collarbone. “That you should be ashamed of,”

Her mouth fell opened wide in shock. Then shock transformed in anger. The nerves of that… that arrogant dog! She though, fuming, her anger clearly dancing in her sapphire pools. It was at that moment that she saw his smirk. He was laughing at her!!

Amusement was spinning in his amber eyes. She was so fun to play with and as was the changing of feelings so rapidly. He sobered, thinking back at what he was considering just before she awoke. He then did something he had never done to anyone. “I apologize for my foolish action from last night. Because of me, you were hurt and I…”

A finger fell on his lips silencing him. All anger had evaporated from her scent and body. “There is nothing for you to apologize about.” She said gently. He was about to say something back, but she smiled softly, understanding shinning in her eyes.

They stayed like that for a moment, lost in each other's eyes. A twinkle appeared back in his amber pools. He, then, opened his mouth slightly and let his tongue come out to lick her finger. She almost jumped out of her skin at the sensation and gathered her finger close to her chest, glaring at its offender. He chuckled softly at her reaction and opened his mouth, that time to speak.

“Never the less, I shouldn't have acted so foolishly. My lack of control had lead to your pain and for that I apologize.”

“O-Ok.”

His ears shivered slightly as he turned his head towards the door. Immediately, all amusement and playfulness drained from his body as he tensed.

“Get up and get dress now.”

Kagome was shocked at the change in his comportment. “W-what? What's wrong?” She said in a confused voice.

He turned to look down at her again, his eyes softening slightly when falling on her. He then spoke with a gentler voice. “If you don't want for them to see you in your birth suit, I strongly suggest you to get dress now, Kagome.”

“They are coming to save us? Eep! They are coming!!!” she said in a squealed, trying to find her underwear. When she succeeded to finally find them and put them on, or at least her bra since her panties were ruined, she noted blushing. She saw then that Sesshoumaru was already standing, fully clothed.

She damned him and his youkai speed and stuck out her tongue at him. He only smirked down at her, an eyebrow rising in question, at which she scoffed. She put her skirt on and seeks her last clothes. That's when she discovered her ruined blouse, her favorite too. Not one button had survived Sesshomaru's claws.

“You couldn't have just opened it as everybody does?!” She scolded him, outraged.

Sesshoumaru turned again to look at what she was talking about and saw her blouse buttons `free'.

He smirked. “No.”

“Arg!” She screamed. “You will pay for this. The panties was one thing but not my favorite blouse!” She said, fuming angrily. She put it on and did a node to close it. She put her coat on and saw Sesshoumaru looking at her with an eyebrow raised.

“What?! You ruined it! What did you expect? I will not stay top-less just because you radically cut of all my damn buttons!!”

“I don't remember you complaining when I was doing it.”

She blushed. “I…I was distracted.”

He smirked again, proud of himself. “Indeed.”

“Arg! You are so infuriating.” Raising her arms in defeat.

She is so easily to rile up, thought Sesshoumaru amused. He admired the view appreciatively when she was bent down to put her shoes back on. A certain part of his anatomy twitched in interest at the beautiful view but refrained from reaching for her. Now wasn't the time, they will have company soon.

Then, he heard a sound and the elevator finally moved. Kagome saw Sesshoumaru strained his back and schooled his feature, his emotions as subtle as they had been, hidden again behind his mask of indifference. He was now as he was when she had entered the elevator. She felt like she was some kind of privileged to have witnessed his playful and more carefree side, even if he drove her crazy. Something was telling her that he was rarely like that around people as he had with her.

The doors finally opened and he stepped out first. Then, he turned around and looked at her directly in the eyes. “By the way, Miss Higurashi, the job is yours.”

With that said, he resumed his walk.

“Wh-what ?” Kagome said in a shriek, absolutely confused about what was happening. Her mind went blank, just remained one sentence which was coming again and again. What is he talking about? She was thinking frantically. Then she heard some people yelled.

“Takahashi-sama!” “Takahashi-sama! Are you alright? ” “We are so sorry to not have been able to find you sooner, Mr Takahashi.” We are sorry, Takahashi-sama!”

“W-what?” she said in a whisper urgently as she walked too out of the elevator. She saw a group of people fussing around Sesshoumaru asking again and again if he was alright and to excuse them for their delay.

She felt someone coming at her side and asked her something, but she didn't hear, couldn't hear as she was only focused on the demon Lord that had shared the restrictive box of the elevator with her. “Are you alright, Miss?”

Are they… are they calling him Takahashi? Are they calling Sesshoumaru, Mister Takahashi as in Takahashi??! She though numbly, as another person went to her side and shook her shoulder, trying to make her snap back in the reality. She took two steps, brushing them out, and said louder that time. “What?!”

At that moment, he stopped and looked at her from over his shoulder. At her pale face and wide opened eyes, her sweet little mouth opening and closing repetitively, she was surprised and now the truth was out of the forest, or so to speak. He couldn't stop a smirk from growing on his lips at her shocked face.

“You heard me perfectly well, Miss Higurashi. You will be here at 8 o'clock sharp Monday morning. Don't be late, I don't care for tardiness.” His smirk transformed in a little smile, shocking close to passing out most of the person around them. “Have a nice week-end, Miss Higurashi, and congratulations.” With that, he walked out of the building, people trailing and fussing around him, but he was ignoring all their inquiries and them altogether, as he climbed in his limousine.

The only thing that was in his mind was that he was sure coming to work wouldn't be so boring with her fresh innocence around and he was sure that she would do well in the post, contrary to all the ones from before.

It was something he had sworn to not do because of his problems with two of his previous conquests: mixing personal things and work. But he would do an exception with her, a tasteful exception, he thought, licking his lips. Besides, she was so more qualified than any other he would have found, plus he wouldn't have to continue with the other's interview which was fine with him. In addition, he knew that she was not a gold-digger who would follow him around like a lost puppy to try to win back his favor…

And maybe, he would go against another of his `gold rules' one of these days with her: go for more than an one-stand…

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Kagome stayed rooted to the spot where she was left. It was confirmed: he really was a Takahashi, a member of the family owning that same company she was standing in. The very same she had always dreamt to work for.

She suddenly felt self-conscious, feeling numerous pairs of eyes on her. Most of the people around were humans and were looking at her as if she had two heads or something, mostly because they had never seen the daiyoukai that way around anyone.

But what was shocking her the most was the death glare a demoness was sending her way. Kagome looked confused as the woman smelled the air around her and then glared at her even more forcefully and hatefully. What did she smell that made her so angry at me? Kagome thought, confused, bending her head to one side like a confused puppy, thinking hard to find a reason. It can't be my perfume, since I don't wear any… She then saw one of the security guards, a youkai, doing the same but having a totally different reaction. After smelling the air towards her, he looked at her, smirking and licking his lips like a shameless whore in heat.

It was at that moment that it click: Could they,… could they smell what they had done in the elevator the previous night? She though, blushing furiously, mortified. She glared at them and started to walk away, ignoring the intense gaze that was watching her every move, with as much dignity she could.

But at this moment, another thought came in her mind, making her face fading in a paler color as sheets. She froze, her breath hitching in her throat. She tried to find her breath as she'd just finally realized something.

One last thought passed her mind just before she fell on the ground, unconscious: Oh…my… God… I-I just slept with my new boss!!

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There, here you are, the end of the story `In the elevator' had been revealed to your amazed eyes. LOL

I sincerely hope that you had liked this little story.

First thing first, I want to thank `Kiyota' for all her support and help by being my beta during this little adventure that was `In the elevator'. Thank you so much girl, you truly are the best of the best! I can't even put in words how much I'm grateful.

Second, I wish to thank too all the people that had taken the time to let a message to me and their support. Thank you so so much. You can't decipher how much it had warmed my heart to know that you guys were with me. :)

To finish, I will answer right now a question that Kiyota and a couple of people too had asked to me: I still don't know if there will really be, or not, a sequel for this story. To be honest, I already have some possible ideas but still not enough for a complete story. If I have the motivation and sudden ideas popping in my mind, it is possible that this sequel exist…

Well, I'm off. Thanks again you all for everything.

Take care,

Sweetest Angel

PS: even if the story is finished, nothing is stopping you from still leaving a review! :P