InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ My Succubus Girlfriend ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any characters associated with it. This story is rated for a mature audience.

 

General Citrus Warning (For entire story)

 

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Sighing, Anna crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair. Beside her, Eiko gave her a curious look. “What's on your mind?”

 

Her long blond ponytail swayed behind her as Anna turned her head, focusing her blue eyes on the other woman. “Just brooding over the unfairness of it all.”

 

Eiko's eyebrow rose. “Unfairness?”

 

Sitting straight, Anna tapped a finger against her arm as she looked out over the mass of people as they passed. “I had a good life back in Germany, first one in decades. A good home, decent income…” She smirked. “A stable man who didn't ask too many questions…. But here I am, throwing it all away so I can babysit.”

 

Eiko gave her a critical look. “You know this is important.”

 

Sighing, Anna nodded. “I know, but that still doesn't mean I have to like it. There hasn't been a guy like him in decades and we have to be content just watching from afar while Kagome has him all to herself?”

 

“She is a council member…”

 

“Ex-council member, or maybe she still is one…” Anna blinked, remembering something important. “Ah, that's right! You weren't born then.” Eiko gave her a confused look. Anna scratched her neck as she pressed her lips together. “Long story short, Kagome and the other council members got into an argument. I don't remember exactly what it was, but I remember it being something petty. Well, the council sent three sisters to bring her in and things got violent.”

 

“Violent?”

 

Anna smiled. “She's Mother Clara's daughter after all. The council underestimated her strength, not that she had ever shown anyone her true power. The three sisters ended up dying.”

 

Eiko's eyes widened in horror, holding a hand over her mouth. “That's terrible!”

 

Anna shrugged. “Back then, there were a lot more of us.” She looked off into the distance, eyes focusing on something else. “But I wish Mother Clara hadn't sealed her away. Things might be a lot different if she had been around.”

 

“Is she really that powerful?”

 

“She would say otherwise, but yes. Some say she's even more powerful than Mother Clara herself.”

 

Eiko laughed nervously. “That's impossible!” Anna's face remained solemn, causing her laughter to wane.

 

“Tell me Eiko, have you ever tasted crimson energy?”

 

She shook her head. “I was in Russia at the time the last one was discovered. Besides,” she said, resting her hand on her stomach, “I hear you don't get the full effect of it until you had your fill.”

 

Anna gave her a look of sympathy. “We'll lift the curse soon enough.” She sighed, remembering back. “Still, even a little bit is intoxicating.” Resting her elbow against the table, she leaned forward and rested her head on her fist. “I want some…”

 

“You've had it before?”

 

Anna nodded. “It was just a little bit, but the things you can do with it…” Her expression darkened. “In the hands of Kagome alone—”

 

“Only for now. Mother has plans for him after Kagome is finished.”

 

Anna sat up as a particularly interesting man passed, her eyes following him until he vanished into the crowd once more. Disappointment on her face, she leaned once more against the table. “Plans yes, but I have my doubts.”

 

“We can finally rid ourselves of the Order once and for all,” Eiko said hopefully.

 

“There are worse things than the Order,” Anna said as she drummed her fingers against the tabletop. At Eiko's frightened look Anna smiled. “But don't worry. They are all just a part of ancient history now.” Checking her watch, Anna yawned as she stretched her arms out in front of her. “Anyway, we should be going. The last thing we want is to keep Kikyo waiting.”

 

Nodding, Eiko grabbed the bill and headed towards the counter. Taking one last sip of her drink, Anna moved to follow her. Stopping, she looked over her shoulder at the crowd, the lingering feeling of someone's eyes still on her. Frowning, she looked around.

 

“You okay?” Eiko asked, coming back from paying.

 

Turning, Anna smiled. “Yeah, I'm fine. Come on, let's go.”

 

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In the two days Inuyasha got to know Sango, the more he wondered about her. Miroku did his best to include her in their conversations but for the most part, she remained distant. As it was now, it was difficult to classify the two as friends, let alone lovers. Every once in awhile, her icy demeanor broke and a smile would appear. I never took Miroku as a guy to like serious girls. Then again, there's a lot about him I don't know. He had been friends with Miroku for a long time, but in all that time, he never attempted to dig farther into his interests; mostly in part of being frightened of what he found. Miroku was a weird guy on the outside, the last thing Inuyasha wanted to know was just how far it went. Besides, Sango seems like a nice person and he's happy. That's all that really matters. Kagome seemed to have taken a liking to her as well.

 

His shoulders sagged as he walked. He had been bracing himself for it all week, but now that it had come and passed, he still couldn't believe it. With everything that's been happening lately, it's no wonder my times went down. As things were, he could not see any reason why he should continue with track. Since Kagome came, his priorities had shifted. New worries had appeared, pushing track down the list. Besides, do I really have the excess energy to spare? According to Kagome, he should have more than enough though his body thoroughly disagreed with that idea.

 

“Hey! Inuyasha!” Miroku called out, waving his arms to get his attention. Behind him, Sango and Kagome stood talking.

 

“You guys waited?” he asked after a short jog over. His eyes automatically looked past Miroku at Kagome. She seemed excited about something.

 

“I was going to take Sango out to show her the city and I figured it would be great for all of us to go together.”

 

“What do you say?” Kagome asked, looking over at him. He could tell she really wanted to go. “It will be fun, right?” She looked over to Sango for confirmation. Giving an awkward smile, she nodded.

 

“I guess,” Inuyasha said. Why not? It will take my mind of things. After a brief debate, they ended up at a small diner several blocks away from the school.

 

“So you're from Washington, right?” Kagome asked, looking over at Sango as she propped her head up.

 

“You're from America?” Inuyasha was surprised. Her Japanese was flawless.

 

Sango nodded as she held her drink. “I wouldn't say I'm from there. My parents move around a lot because of business. I pick up on things fairly quickly.” The last statement was directed towards him.

 

“So you're here alone?” Kagome asked.

 

“For the time being, yes. I wanted something a little more stable before going into college.”

 

Miroku had a lewd grin on his face. “I live alone too,” he said, pointing at himself.

 

“More like your parents kicked you out,” Inuyasha muttered.

 

“I was negatively impacting my parent's sex life. Apparently, having children does that.”

 

“You know, most people get grossed out thinking about that stuff in regards to their parents.”

 

“It's just sex. How else were you created?” Kagome injected quickly.

 

“Exactly!” Miroku said happily. Quickly, his expression turned serious. “But then again, I think my parents are a little too into it.”

 

Inuyasha shook his head, looking down at the table. “If you're anything like your father, I can only imagine.” He noticed Sango shift uncomfortably across from him. “Don't worry, he talks big, but that's all,” he said with a smile.

 

“I'm not worried!” she said proudly, her face reddening slightly.

 

The waitress interrupted their conversation to take their orders. After she left, Inuyasha was relieved the conversation resumed with a more normal topic. Over the course of the meal, he could tell Sango was gradually adjusting to them. By the time they got up to pay, she seemed far more comfortable with them than she ever had. Smiling to himself as he followed the three out the door, he felt the day was going to get a lot better.

 

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“So what do you think of Sango?” Miroku asked, leaning closer to Inuyasha as he spoke. There really was no reason for the quieted voice. Kagome and Sango were too far to hear. It was slightly amusing watching Kagome drag Sango around from store to store, forcing her to try on outfit after outfit. Inuyasha had always had it in his mind that all girls loved shopping, but Sango had proved that theory wrong. While she did not protest to Kagome's suggestions, she seemed far less enthused than he had expected. Then again, she still could be a little shy.

 

“To be honest, she doesn't seem your type.”

 

“Really?” Miroku asked, taken aback. “Why do you say that?”

 

“I get this strange librarian-type vibe from her.”

 

“Librarian?”

 

“Yeah, the type that's quiet and keeps to themselves. Compared to you… I don't know if it's a good matchup.”

 

“Kagome was like that in the beginning, remember? I'm sure she just needs some time to settle in.” Inuyasha had to think back on what Miroku was saying. That's right, she did act that way in front of others. He felt the urge to frown. She's never like that around me.

 

“I guess.” A brief silence fell between them as they watched Kagome drag Sango back towards the dressing rooms.

 

“How far have your two gone?” Miroku asked suddenly.

 

“Uh—”

 

“I never get a straight answer out of you.”

 

“Usually because you put words in my mouth before I can say anything.”

 

Miroku thought for a moment. “True enough… But seriously, how far?”

 

Inuyasha felt his cheeks burn as he shifted uncomfortably in place. “A little of this and that,” he answered, looking away as he scratched his chin.

 

“That's it?” Miroku seemed surprised.

 

“What do you mean that's it?!”

 

Scratching his head, Miroku looked towards the dressing rooms. “I would have sworn you two would have already done it by now.” I wish…

 

“It hasn't been that long since we started dating,” he said defensively.

 

“How many dates have you been on?” The question took Inuyasha by surprise. I can't tell the truth. How the hell can I say zero?

 

“Four or five,” he lied, pulling numbers at random.

 

Miroku's eyebrow lifted. “Four or five?”

 

“Four okay? One was technically—you know what? Details don't really matter.”

 

“Fine, we will go with four. That's plenty. She is totally ready for you.”

 

“What makes you say that?”

 

“For one, she never wears a bra.”

 

“You—”

 

Miroku smiled. “Don't tell me it isn't obvious. Besides, don't you have a key to her apartment? I'm surprised her parents even allowed that.”

 

Right, he doesn't know she lives with me. “There are certain—circumstances regarding that. But that's not the point.”

 

Rolling his eyes, Miroku sighed. “We really need to get you thinking in the present.” Reaching into his pocket, he fished around for something. Grabbing one of Inuyasha's hands, Miroku slapped something in his hand. “There.”

 

“What is it?” Inuyasha asked as Miroku removed his hand. Though he said it, he instantly recognized the small wrapper of a condom.

 

“If you're asking what that is… there really is no hope for you.”

 

“What are you thinking!?” Inuyasha whispered harshly, looking around anxiously as he tried to shove it back at Miroku. “I don't need this!”

 

“Just in case!”

 

“Miroku!” Inuyasha froze for a second. “Wait, why do you have them?”

 

A wide grin appeared on Miroku's face. “Wouldn't you like to know?”

 

Inuyasha's face paled slightly. “You can't be serious! It's way too soon!”

 

“I have no idea what you're talking about!”

 

“Don't be stupid! You two just started dating!”

 

“My parents did it on the first date.”

 

Inuyasha scrunched his nose. “I'm not too comfortable with the fact that you know that—”

 

“Anyways, relax. I'm not an idiot. I know how to read the mood. I drop a few hints, turn up the charm and see where that leads me.” Inuyasha could only shake his head. This is going to end up in disaster… He felt Miroku's hand against his shoulder. “But you should really work on taking the relationship to the next level. Kagome is definitely the type of person who wouldn't make the first move. The ball is in your court. This is your chance to score.”

 

Inuyasha resisted the urge to shake his head. If you only knew! “You have a different theory on Kagome's personality every time I talk to you.”

 

“Give me a break! Women are hard to read! But this time, I am positive!”

 

Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. “If I agree, will you stop bugging me about it?”

 

“Yes, but I am expecting details on Monday.”

 

“Don't you have your own girlfriend now?”

 

“Yeah, but that doesn't mean I can't have fantasies.”

 

Shaking his head, Inuyasha rolled his eyes.

 

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“You really don't have to come in here with me,” Sango said as she nervously unbuttoned her shirt.

 

Kagome smiled as she playfully slapped her back. “Come on, don't be like that!” Unlike Sango, she quickly ran her fingers down her shirt and slid it off, revealing her bare chest. Eyes widening, Sango looked away. With a mischievous smile, Kagome waited until Sango had finished unbuttoning her shirt before reaching around to grab her breasts under the cute bra she wore. Instantly, Kagome's playfulness faded as she groped her. These are a lot bigger than I thought they were, she thought in dismay, looking down at her own breasts as Sango pulled away.

 

Sango nearly jumped out of her skin at Kagome's surprise grab. “W-w-w-what are you doing?” she asked in a shrill voice, quickly putting as much distance between them as she could. In the small dressing room, it wasn't much.

 

Kagome laughed at the terrified expression Sango gave her. The way her arm covered her chest, Sango looked like a terrified schoolgirl who was about to be jumped by a train molester. “Relax, relax! I was only comparing,” she said softly as she gently cupped her own breasts. Sango's eyes immediately looked elsewhere. Tilting her head to the side, Kagome gave her a curious look. “There's nothing to be afraid of. It's not anything we haven't seen before,” she said in a playful voice. Maybe it's a little too soon to be so friendly. It was difficult remembering that Sango was only human. There was something oddly familiar about her which caused her to think she was amongst her own kind.

 

When she still did not calm down, Kagome continued, “Is something wrong?”

 

“No—yes,” Sango replied, looking away. After several seconds, she finally met Kagome's eyes once more. Her eyes were different—harder, more guarded. “I know what you are.”

 

With a perplexed smile, Kagome shook her head. “What I am?” she asked as she tried to keep the nervousness out of her voice.

 

Sango nodded. “A succubus.”

 

A chill ran down Kagome's back as she suddenly felt trapped inside the room. The odd feelings she was getting from Sango suddenly made sense. “You're a spiritualist, aren't you?”

 

There was a brief hesitation from Sango. “And what if I am?” A tense silence fell between the two as they measured each other up.

 

Suddenly, Kagome smiled. “That's so cool!” It was obviously not the reaction Sango had been expecting. Her mouth was slightly agape in surprise as Kagome jumped excitedly in place. “I knew there was something special about you!”

 

“Y-you mean you're not frightened?”

 

Kagome tilted her head. “Why would I be?”

 

“I can use magic—and I'm not affected by your charm. Don't you consider me a threat?”

 

“We have no reason to fight. Besides, I prefer men.” Sango's faced reddened as Kagome continued. “And you don't have to worry about Miroku and I. We are just friends.”

 

Sango gave her a distrustful look. “What about Inuyasha?”

 

“Inuyasha is—” She took a moment to think. “Special.”

 

Eyebrows raised, Sango nodded slowly. “So he's your primary food source.”

 

“I really wish you wouldn't put it that way.” Kagome straightened. “Besides, he's not my `primary' he's my only.” She smiled upon seeing Sango surprised again.

 

“Is that even possible?” Sango asked in wonder. “I thought—”

 

“I told you, he's special!”

 

There was a slight pause before Sango continued. “So you and Miroku—”

 

“There is absolutely nothing between us.” She seemed to relax a little at the confirmation. She's so cute! Kagome had to resist the urge to hug her. She had been briefly worried that Sango was going to try something. A few spiritualists had personal vendettas against demons and went out of their way to exterminate them. She was relieved it turned out to be nothing more than a woman marking her claim.

 

Sango smiled, nodding slowly as she relaxed, letting her arm fall to her side. “Okay, good.” Kagome couldn't resist anymore. Rushing over to her, she wrapped the surprised girl in a hug, squeezing tightly.

 

“You have no idea how awesome this is! Now neither of us has to hide anything! I just know we are going to be the best of friends!”

 

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Miroku wasn't sure what had happened in the dressing rooms. There was only one thing that came to mind when two beautiful women were alone together—but that was a thought for another time. As much as he hoped his thoughts were correct, whatever had happened had broken down the remaining shell Sango had fortified herself in. It wasn't a huge change, but he noticed subtle changes in her. The biggest change was her smile. They had always seemed forced. Now, it was like her smiles turned her into a completely different person. It was amazing how a simple change could make her all the more beautiful. And the best part is—she's all mine! Just reminding himself he had finally got a girlfriend—and a gorgeous one at that—was enough to make him quiver in glee. Granted, he would always leave a little room in his heart for his small crush on Kagome, but Sango was his focus now.

 

After shopping and a couple hours of karaoke, they called it a night. Saying their goodbyes to Inuyasha and Kagome, Miroku escorted Sango back to her apartment. He made several attempts to make conversation, but they never seemed to go anywhere. Instead, they spent most of the trip in silence. While he didn't get the sense that the silence was a bad thing, there was no way for him to add any smooth talk. Before he knew it, his time was up and he was no closer to his goal than he was when they separated. Gah! This is terrible! His mind raced as he escorted her up the stairs before stopping in front of her door. What would my father do in this situation? No matter how hard he grasped, none of the lessons or tips his father had given him would come to mind.

 

Smiling, he looked over at the door before focusing on her. “I hope you had fun.” Is that really the best I can come up with?

 

She smiled, nodding slightly. “I did. Thanks for showing me around.”

 

“Yeah, no problem. We'll do it again sometime.” Oh man! I'm so pathetic!

 

“I'd like that.”

 

“Well,” he shifted awkwardly. “Goodnight then.” He was about to take a step back when she stopped him, her voice a whisper.

 

“You want to come in?”

 

Seriously? For that second, he was confused as to what exact words or actions had led to this moment. The next second was for him to determine that he really didn't care. “Yeah.”

 

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Sango knew there was no point in sleeping with Miroku. He had merely been a tool for her to get closer to her real targets. Her confrontation with Kagome had gone far better than she imagined it would. It was only a matter of time before she could get the information she needed. His usefulness was over, yet here they were.

 

A trail of clothes led from the door to her bed. The only light was what managed to escape through the blinds. From his awkward movements, she wondered if it was his first time. Those thoughts quickly faded as he entered her for the first time, slowly filling her. So this is what a man feels like… Miroku was exactly the man she figured him for. His thrusts were powerful and quick. Both were quickly covered in sweat as she worked equally hard to match his vigor. Only their heavy breathing and the movement of the small bed beneath them could be heard.

 

Her vision began to blur. Head spinning, the darkness gave way to familiar surroundings. She was in a stone pit, naked. Above her, men clad in white robes towered above her, staring down at her with blank expressions. She was frightened, trying in vain to both cover herself and keep warm from the cold stone. Knowing what was coming, she had every right to be. A deep voice called for the ritual to begin, the voice echoing off the stone walls around her. She suddenly had the eerie feeling she was no longer alone. The men above her were chanting now, their voices a perfect union monotone. She could see the demon at the far side of the pit, just as she knew it could see her. Too frightened to even scream, she merely backpedaled in an attempt to escape, eyes locked on the hideous monstrosity as it approached. Black oily appendages grabbed at her, pulling her towards it. She screamed, her wails echoing off the stone walls as its six unblinking beady red eyes stared at her, forcing her legs open… An inhumanly deep voice echoed in her mind.

 

Let us complete the contract…

 

Gasping, Sango awoke with a start, covered in sweat. Because of the small bed, Miroku lay half-sprawled over top of her, the rest crammed against the wall. His breathing barely changed as she slowly worked herself out from under him. The room smelled of sweat and sex. She could tell her body was still covered in the remains of their activity. With her heart beat calming to normal levels, she took a deep breath, the memories of her night with Miroku returning. Right… we did it at least five times. Looking back at the bed, she counted six used condoms on the ground beside it. Was it really six? She smiled, shaking her head as she watched him sleep.

 

A wave of nausea washed over her. Grabbing her mouth, she rushed to the bathroom. Emptying the contents of her stomach into the toilet, she gasped for breath, heaving as her stomach turned over once more. Coughing, she shakily wiped her mouth as she shakily fell back on her butt. Taking a deep breath, she pulled herself up to the sink and turned on the cold water. Splashing her face, she swished the water in her mouth, spitting out the foul taste. Staring down at the water, she collected herself. It was only a dream… Looking up, she found herself staring at herself in the mirror. Behind her, a monstrous creature stared at her with six red eyes, its mouth open in a permanent smile.

 

Comfort yourself with him all you want, but remember, you belong to me! The voice echoed in her mind, causing her flesh to crawl. Spinning around, she found nothing but her apartment behind her. Turning back to the mirror, only her paling face stared back at her.

 

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Sorry it took so long for an update. I've been fairly busy/unwell lately. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter out fairly soon.I was originally planning for Inuyasha in track to have more importance to the plot, but the story has gone in a different--and hopefully better--direction. I almost completely forgot about it, so I more or less brushed it under the rug. Please ignore the lump under the rub. ^.^'

 

As always, my thanks to everyone who took the time and left a review.