InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just One Night ❯ Tongue Tied ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: My, my I've been away for far too long! Real life has a nasty habit of getting in the way of fanfiction…but some ideas are hard to resist - especially the naughty ones.

 

This is a drawn out one-shot AU so expect some slight OOC with canon pairings. I have to give a big thanks to my little sister DracunculusMed for beta'ing this fic.

 

I'm a little rusty, so reviewers, please be gentle - but DO review. I loooooove the feedback!

So pretty, pretty please…let me know what you think…

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“Oh Sango, you are such a beautiful bride!” gushed Kagome as she gazed at her friend with tears in her eyes. “Miroku is going to fall to the floor - without you having to slap him!” The girls broke into giggles at the thought. While not there personally to witness it, Kagome easily remembered the various stories about Sango's encounters with Miroku which inevitably resulted in him being knocked unconscious for his lecherous manner. Of course, that was before he had proposed to Sango and become a changed man, well as much as a former lecher could change.

 

“Kagome, I'm so glad you are here! I know that you're so busy doing your residency right now…but I couldn't imagine getting married without you being part of the ceremony!”

 

Kagome gazed at her childhood friend with a heartfelt smile, “Sango, I'd tell the chairman of my department to go stuff it if he tried to make me work at the hospital the weekend of my best friend's wedding! Besides, what kind of maid of honor would that make me?”

 

The two girls broke into a warm hug - both being mindful not to pull on Sango's veil or crush her beautiful gown; they did not want to earn the wrath of Jakotsu, Sango's wedding planner.

 

As if on cue, both girls could hear Jakotsu barking out orders as he neared the room Sango was waiting in before making her way down the aisle on the arm of her younger brother, Kohaku.

 

“Y'know, he really is like the Italian mother I never had…the way he's been fussing over me,” mused Sango.

 

“Yeah, except for the fact that your `Italian mother' happens to be a Japanese youkai male who dresses better than most women.” Snickered Kagome.

 

“And,” Sango whispered conspiratorially, “I think my `Italian mom' was checking Kouga and Inuyasha out at the rehearsal dinner last night.”

 

Kagome laughed heartily, then froze. “Kouga's here? The Kouga that you set me up with when I was in medical school? Stalker boy?!?”

 

“Umm…Kags, I'm sorry, I know I'll never live down that set up - how was I to know that he'd be a total neanderthal to you? But I had to invite him…especially since I've invited everyone else in our circle of friends.”

 

“Sango - don't worry about it. I'm here to help out the most beautiful bride ever and have some fun at the reception. As long as there are plenty of men -who are not Kouga- to dance with, I'll be just fine!” Kagome said with a huge smile; she certainly was not going to let the presence of a former bad - strike that - nightmare date ruin her mood tonight.

 

The girls were interrupted as the door burst open to admit a frazzled looking makeup artist. “Jakotsu wanted me to make sure that you looked absolutely perfect one more time…”

 

Kagome dutifully stepped away to let the woman fuss over Sango. The wedding was going to go on without a hitch - Kagome was positive of that. After all, she had personally spent hours of her nonexistent free time going over things with Jakotsu. Not to mention participating in the marathon conference call that Miroku's best man, Inuyasha had put together for the bridesmaids and groomsmen to hammer out details for the reception.

 

Thinking of Inuyasha, Kagome felt warm heat pool in her lower abdomen. She had yet to meet the half inu demon in person, which struck her as funny since they obviously had Sango in common, but she had heard plenty about him during Sango's law school days. It was while at law school that Sango had met Miroku and Inuyasha. After the three had been embarrassed in front of their whole class by a tough professor, they had vowed to study together in order never to get caught off guard like that again. In addition to doing really well at school, the threesome had forged a lifelong friendship. To hear Sango tell it, Inuyasha became quite a legend on campus for both his volatile temper and his exploits with women. Being that Inuyasha came from one of the wealthiest families in the area, Kagome would have written him off as another pampered playboy if not for the fact that Sango made no secret about how she admired his skills in the courtroom and his ruthless instincts when it came to pursuing justice.

 

Kagome wondered if Inuyasha was as good looking as his voice sounded during the conference call. The low, throaty timbre had instantly caught her attention when she had joined in.

 

But it was hard to stay focused on his voice when others started joining the conference call and began shouting out greetings to one another. In many ways, the call was a reunion line - allowing friends who hadn't seen or heard from each other for a while to catch up with one another. Kagome had been awed by the chatter for the first few minutes but then felt a headache start to come on - she had been working at the hospital nonstop so that she could have the weekend of Sango's wedding off and she hadn't been getting much sleep.

 

As she was about to write the conference call off as a waste of time, Inuyasha's angry growl came across and effectively cut through the chatter. Kagome couldn't help but be impressed as he took charge of the situation and got down to business - going over the arrangements for the reception, which was to be held at his beachfront property, delegating tasks and finalizing the transportation and hotel details for those who were arriving from out of town. To say Kagome was impressed by Inuyasha's ability to take charge, was an understatement, but it was the growls that he made - Oh god - his growls that made Kagome's insides melt. Kagome had never been so aroused by a man's voice before - especially of one she had never even seen. Even now, she could feel butterflies in her stomach at the thought of finally meeting Inuyasha and couldn't tell if it was because she was excited by the idea or nervous.

 

A loud knock at the door interrupted Kagome's thoughts. She looked over to see Jakotsu grabbing her bouquet of lilies and shoving it in her hands before taking her by the arm, “Kags, it's almost show time and you need to take your place with the rest of the wedding party.”

 

Throwing a last smile at Sango, Kagome allowed Jakotsu to pull her along the corridor. Given Jakotsu's speed, Kagome found herself grateful that her bridesmaid dress allowed her to move. While Sango had chosen the material for all the bridal party's dresses - a rich, ruby red with golden threads shot through it - she had allowed each girl to pick her own style. For Kagome, being able to move - especially on the dance floor - was key. She had accordingly chosen to have her dress made in a halter type style. The bodice clung to her ample chest and then tapered down her narrow waist and hips to an angled hemline that ended right above her ankle. A slit ran up the long end of the dress to the middle of Kagome's thigh; it was the perfect dress for dancing, and right now, for running after Jakotsu who had yet to let go of her arm.

 

As he strode down the hallway with Kagome in tow, Jakotsu continued to bark out orders to his assistants through his headpiece. Kagome was still in awe at how he managed to talk so animatedly, walk, and hold onto her all the while being careful to avoid running into other members of the wedding party and various pieces of furniture. Without warning, she was suddenly thrust against a wall - a warm wall fragranced with a spicy, masculine cologne - that let out a growl causing Kagome's nerves to instantly flare with recognition. Good lord, it was Inuyasha! The butterflies were back with a vengeance.

 

“Kags, maid of honor, meet Inu-baby, best man. Everyone take your places now!”

 

Kagome looked up to mumble an apology to Inuyasha and thought that she would melt into a puddle right then and there. Standing before her was the most breathtaking man she had ever seen. He was pure sex on a stick - all six plus feet of him. Kagome could feel her heart beat accelerating as she looked up from the broad shoulders and chest that tapered into a narrow waist, and took in his chiseled features and full lips, which were made more prominent by the fact his silver hair was tied back.

 

`Forget butterflies girl, you've died and gone to heaven…' Kagome thought. That familiar warmth was pooling in her abdomen and spreading throughout her body. She unconsciously licked her lips and became acutely aware of his large hand steadying her - how could she not - it was lightly gripping the bare skin of her upper arm and sending jolts of electricity through her.

 

`Strong yet gentle. Oh my god…I'm making him sound like deodorant!' Kagome giggled to herself.

 

`Okay, girl you're dropping IQ points by the second just staring at him…let's get this introduction over with.' Kagome was pretty sure that her face was nearly matching the red of her dress.

 

Just as she finally found her voice to speak, movement on the top of Inuyasha's head forced Kagome to tear her gaze away from his face and become transfixed by his white puppy dog ears.

 

`Those ears are to die for! This man is way too much of a good thing…he's just got to be an ass.' She thought in a daze.

 

An impatient snarl brought her attention back to his face and Kagome met his amused golden eyes as she belatedly noticed that those very kissable lips were now forming a smirk.

 

“Methinks the lady in red likes what she sees.” Inuyasha murmured in a low voice as he slowly dropped his hand from her arm, allowing his claws to ghost down her skin slightly. A subtle move that inflamed Kagome's already aroused senses, causing her to gasp and leave her weak in the knees. Her skin was flushed and hot and Kagome could feel her nipples starting to harden as small beads of sweat started to gather on her skin and wetness seeping into her thong.

 

Inuyasha moved even closer to her so that their bodies were just barely touching and Kagome was forced to look up to meet his amber colored eyes as he inhaled deeply. Kagome felt the rumbling in Inuyasha's chest before her ears actually registered the noise. Her eyes widened in surprise before her tongue darted out to wet her dry lips again.

 

The small part of her brain still capable of coherent thought was screaming at her to move away from Inuyasha before she embarrassed herself further. Unfortunately, the rest of her body seemed frozen in place, unable or unwilling to move as he looked her up and down with predatory eyes.

 

Kagome was on sensory overload from his spicy and very masculine cologne, his throaty voice, and his killer looks. This was a fantasy come to life and a nightmare all at once.

 

“Kitten, before this night is over I'll teach you some other use for that pretty little tongue.” He drawled before straightening up and repositioning them both so they were standing in their respective lines ready to march down the aisle with their inner arms linked.