InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Never Judge a Book by the Cover ❯ The Book ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Inuki-Koinu-chan9 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.06.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 704 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.06.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 704 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor the idea for this story. The essential plot line of this story belongs to Sherrilyn Kenyon. The book is called “Fantasy Lover”, if anyone wants to read the actual story.
Pairing: Inu/Kag; Mir/San; Sess/Rin Rating: M or X which ever you prefer
I want to thank everyone for all the reviews that I got. I was planning on updating a couple of days ago, but my family is moving, so I was delayed a little bit. SORRY EVERYONE! You guys are great and I greatly appreciate the reviews that you took time to send!
Now, On with the story!
“Kagome…you need to get laid.”
Kagome looked over at her long time friend in disbelief. Sango pretended to not notice her intense glare. They had been friends since they were children, and Kagome knew what to expect from Sango. She was loud, brash, and didn’t care what other people thought of her. You could pick her voice out in a crowd of hundreds. This particular comment was heard by the entire restaurant that the two were currently having lunch in. Silence fell over the room. Suddenly the two gentlemen at the next table turned to look at her with a lot more interest than they had before.
Another quality that Sango possessed was the inability to become embarrassed. She could do anything and never feel the heat of embarrassment cross her lovely face.
‘Lucky Bitch. I can barely leave the house without being embarrassed about something.’
Kagome, not liking the looks they were receiving form the men in the restaurant, hailed the waitress for their bill. She watched as Sango rolled her eyes at her apparent haste to get away from the pack of hungry males currently watching their every move. The two paid for their dinners and made their way towards Sango’s stand on the main street of their city. Sango owned a little cart-like stand that sold charms and ofudas that pertained to demon slaying and protection. Sango swore that she was a demon slayer in a former life, but Kagome just sighed when she ranted about it. Sango’s husband, Miroku, was a former Buddhist monk, and he created the ofudas that Sango sold at her stand. The two of them were the least likely couple Kagome had ever come across. Miroku was a complete hentai who liked to fondle Sango in public places. Sango was a tom boy woman with a penchant for violence and a temper that often left an angry red handprint on the side of her husband’s face. Yet, the two of them were deeply in love with each other and there was no denying that the two of them were made for each other.
Sango forced her from her thoughts when she screamed at a stupid driver that had almost hit her on the way across the street. Kagome watched as Sango shook her fist and then flipped the driver off. The two of them reached Sango’s stand and proceeded to continue their conversation.
“Kagome, for all the help you give others, you neglect yourself. You help strangers with their sex lives every day, yet you never take a look at your own failing sex life. When are you going to get out and meet new people?”
“I don’t know. The opportunity has never arisen. When the time is right, it will happen. Not before then, no matter how much I push it. And my sex life isn’t failing…it’s just taking a little break.”
“Yeah, if you call 6 years a little break. Yes, Hojo was a dick…yes, Kouga was a dick as well, but not every guy is like that. You need to branch out and meet new, more exciting guys who are better people than those two dip shits.”
“When the time is right Sango, then it will happen. Where the hell am I supposed to meet mister right anyway?”
“That’s where my new idea comes into play.”
Kagome groaned. Sango’s ideas always led to trouble. Like the one time Sango had decided that is was ok to walk down the sidewalk in the middle of December and act like it was Mardi Gras…that had been a total disaster. Flashing people when it was 12 degrees outside was a bad idea.
“I’m almost too afraid to ask you what your idea is.”
“Posh…this idea is golden. Hold on just a moment”
Sango disappeared around the back of her stand and Kagome could hear her rummaging about in the cupboards. Finally she heard Sango make a sound of triumph and watched as she came around the corner of the stand. Her hands were clutched around an old looking book. The covers were bound in a dark brown leather, and the pages looked old and faded. There was no title, nor author’s name to be found on the outside of the book. Kagome watched as Sango looked through until she found what she was looking for. She shoved the book into Kagome’s hands and watched the expressions play across her friend’s face as Kagome looked at the picture.
‘Sweet mother of God…’
Kagome had never seen something so beautiful. The man in the picture couldn’t be described as anything less than gorgeous and god-like; oozing so much sex appeal that just looking at him made her wet. Kagome almost thought it was a photograph, but the brush strokes proved that the picture was indeed painted. The detail was amazing. She could almost swear she could reach her hand through the page and run it all along his amazing body.
The man in the picture was the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes upon. His long, silver hair reached down to gently brush against the small of his back, drawing attention to his sculpted thighs. She her eyes drifted up along his body, she took in all the fine details. A six pack to die for; strongly defined pecs; muscular arms; chiseled facial features; and the part Kagome liked the most, a pair of adorable dog ears were perched upon the top of his head. His golden amber eyes seemed to pierce right to her soul and his body called for her touch. She actually began to drool as she drifted her gaze downward once again. His lean waist led to a set of muscular legs that most guys would kill for. But the thing that drew her attention wasn’t his legs. It was the generous endowment nestled in a patch of silver curls located directly between his legs. This man had been gifted by the Kamis. That was for fucking sure. He was absolute perfection.
Kagome’s imagination began to reek havoc with her senses. She could almost feel his strong arms wrapping around her waist; his large hands cupping her breasts; his tongue making a trail down her body. Her erotic musing were cut short when Sango decided to step in.
“What do you think of him?”
Kagome didn’t know what to say to that. If she told Sango that she thought he was so delicious looking that she would gladly eat him up then Sango would pester her, but if she said he was ok, she would be lying. He was amazing.
“He’s nice, where did you find this?”
“That little book store downtown. This, my friend, is the end of your suffering. The key lies with this man here.”
“I don’t know what a picture in a book can do for my love life, but I’d love to be heading home soon. How is that man supposed to solve the problem of my sex-life anyway?”
“That man, Inuyasha, is a captive love slave, completely devoted and servient to whom ever summons him.”
By this time, the two of them had made their way to Kagome’s house and were sitting on her couch as they discussed the man in the picture. Kagome actually laughed as Sango swore that the man would come out and make love sweet, delicious to her. It was so hilarious.
“Sango, you are completely right. I need to get laid, but a character in a book is not going to be the one to service me in this department.”
The book moved and fell to the floor.
Both women turned to look at it, sitting innocently on the floor as though it hadn’t just moved itself. Freaked out, the two rushed upstairs and decided they needed a night on the town.
Back at Kagome’s apartment later that night
Several hours later, and several drinks later, the two girls returned to Kagome’s apartment. The two of them were giggling like little school girls and Sango was clutching a box of pizza and a bottle of wine. They set their food and beverage out on the coffee table, the book only inches from the pizza box, and began to eat.
Sango turned to Kagome.
“Want to try something?”
“Yeah, what?”
“Try to summon Inuyasha.”
“What? It won’t work. He’s just a picture in a book.”
“Ha, if he’s only a picture then you won’t mind trying the chant and proving me wrong.”
“Fine, if it will get you to let this go, then I will say the stupid chant and prove you wrong.”
“GREAT! Ok, hold the book to your chest.”
Kagome clutched the book tightly to her chest and made fake panting sounds.
“Oh Inuyasha! I’m going to make hot, passionate love to you for days on end until your delightfully large cock falls off of your body and you can no longer move.”
Sango tried to look stern as she repressed her giggles at Kagome's drunken stupidity.
“Stop that. This is serious. giggle Knock it off with the dramatics.”
“Fine, let’s do this.”
“Ok, you need to say his name three times. Say Inuyasha of Edo three times.”
“Inuyasha of Edo, Inuyasha of Edo, Inuyasha of Edo.”
Nothing happened.
The two girls looked around for anything out of the ordinary. When they found none, Kagome adopted a look of complete triumph and Sango frantically searched through the pages for what they had done wrong.
When they found nothing, the two girls sat on the love seat. Suddenly there was a rustle in the plants in the room next to theirs.
“Oh my gosh, do you think it’s him?”
“No Sango. I don’t.”
Sango walked into the room and began to move the bushes aside, but all she found was Kagome’s fat cat, Buyo. By now it was time for Sango to be home, so she and Kagome made their good byes and Sango made her way to her car.
Kagome watched as Sango pulled out of the drive way and then began to collect all of the dirty dishes. As she was loading the dishwasher there was a bright flash of light, but Kagome didn’t think anything of it. The stupid neighbor children were always playing with firecrackers. Several minutes later, Kagome moved back into the living room. As she rounded the corner and looked up she screamed bloody murder.
There was a strange man in her living room. A strange…naked man. A strange, naked, and totally gorgeous silver haired stranger staring right at her.
Well that’s it for tonight. I hope you guys like this and review to let me know. The more reviews I get the sooner I’ll update! Haha, Ja ne for now!
Pairing: Inu/Kag; Mir/San; Sess/Rin Rating: M or X which ever you prefer
I want to thank everyone for all the reviews that I got. I was planning on updating a couple of days ago, but my family is moving, so I was delayed a little bit. SORRY EVERYONE! You guys are great and I greatly appreciate the reviews that you took time to send!
Now, On with the story!
“Kagome…you need to get laid.”
Kagome looked over at her long time friend in disbelief. Sango pretended to not notice her intense glare. They had been friends since they were children, and Kagome knew what to expect from Sango. She was loud, brash, and didn’t care what other people thought of her. You could pick her voice out in a crowd of hundreds. This particular comment was heard by the entire restaurant that the two were currently having lunch in. Silence fell over the room. Suddenly the two gentlemen at the next table turned to look at her with a lot more interest than they had before.
Another quality that Sango possessed was the inability to become embarrassed. She could do anything and never feel the heat of embarrassment cross her lovely face.
‘Lucky Bitch. I can barely leave the house without being embarrassed about something.’
Kagome, not liking the looks they were receiving form the men in the restaurant, hailed the waitress for their bill. She watched as Sango rolled her eyes at her apparent haste to get away from the pack of hungry males currently watching their every move. The two paid for their dinners and made their way towards Sango’s stand on the main street of their city. Sango owned a little cart-like stand that sold charms and ofudas that pertained to demon slaying and protection. Sango swore that she was a demon slayer in a former life, but Kagome just sighed when she ranted about it. Sango’s husband, Miroku, was a former Buddhist monk, and he created the ofudas that Sango sold at her stand. The two of them were the least likely couple Kagome had ever come across. Miroku was a complete hentai who liked to fondle Sango in public places. Sango was a tom boy woman with a penchant for violence and a temper that often left an angry red handprint on the side of her husband’s face. Yet, the two of them were deeply in love with each other and there was no denying that the two of them were made for each other.
Sango forced her from her thoughts when she screamed at a stupid driver that had almost hit her on the way across the street. Kagome watched as Sango shook her fist and then flipped the driver off. The two of them reached Sango’s stand and proceeded to continue their conversation.
“Kagome, for all the help you give others, you neglect yourself. You help strangers with their sex lives every day, yet you never take a look at your own failing sex life. When are you going to get out and meet new people?”
“I don’t know. The opportunity has never arisen. When the time is right, it will happen. Not before then, no matter how much I push it. And my sex life isn’t failing…it’s just taking a little break.”
“Yeah, if you call 6 years a little break. Yes, Hojo was a dick…yes, Kouga was a dick as well, but not every guy is like that. You need to branch out and meet new, more exciting guys who are better people than those two dip shits.”
“When the time is right Sango, then it will happen. Where the hell am I supposed to meet mister right anyway?”
“That’s where my new idea comes into play.”
Kagome groaned. Sango’s ideas always led to trouble. Like the one time Sango had decided that is was ok to walk down the sidewalk in the middle of December and act like it was Mardi Gras…that had been a total disaster. Flashing people when it was 12 degrees outside was a bad idea.
“I’m almost too afraid to ask you what your idea is.”
“Posh…this idea is golden. Hold on just a moment”
Sango disappeared around the back of her stand and Kagome could hear her rummaging about in the cupboards. Finally she heard Sango make a sound of triumph and watched as she came around the corner of the stand. Her hands were clutched around an old looking book. The covers were bound in a dark brown leather, and the pages looked old and faded. There was no title, nor author’s name to be found on the outside of the book. Kagome watched as Sango looked through until she found what she was looking for. She shoved the book into Kagome’s hands and watched the expressions play across her friend’s face as Kagome looked at the picture.
‘Sweet mother of God…’
Kagome had never seen something so beautiful. The man in the picture couldn’t be described as anything less than gorgeous and god-like; oozing so much sex appeal that just looking at him made her wet. Kagome almost thought it was a photograph, but the brush strokes proved that the picture was indeed painted. The detail was amazing. She could almost swear she could reach her hand through the page and run it all along his amazing body.
The man in the picture was the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes upon. His long, silver hair reached down to gently brush against the small of his back, drawing attention to his sculpted thighs. She her eyes drifted up along his body, she took in all the fine details. A six pack to die for; strongly defined pecs; muscular arms; chiseled facial features; and the part Kagome liked the most, a pair of adorable dog ears were perched upon the top of his head. His golden amber eyes seemed to pierce right to her soul and his body called for her touch. She actually began to drool as she drifted her gaze downward once again. His lean waist led to a set of muscular legs that most guys would kill for. But the thing that drew her attention wasn’t his legs. It was the generous endowment nestled in a patch of silver curls located directly between his legs. This man had been gifted by the Kamis. That was for fucking sure. He was absolute perfection.
Kagome’s imagination began to reek havoc with her senses. She could almost feel his strong arms wrapping around her waist; his large hands cupping her breasts; his tongue making a trail down her body. Her erotic musing were cut short when Sango decided to step in.
“What do you think of him?”
Kagome didn’t know what to say to that. If she told Sango that she thought he was so delicious looking that she would gladly eat him up then Sango would pester her, but if she said he was ok, she would be lying. He was amazing.
“He’s nice, where did you find this?”
“That little book store downtown. This, my friend, is the end of your suffering. The key lies with this man here.”
“I don’t know what a picture in a book can do for my love life, but I’d love to be heading home soon. How is that man supposed to solve the problem of my sex-life anyway?”
“That man, Inuyasha, is a captive love slave, completely devoted and servient to whom ever summons him.”
By this time, the two of them had made their way to Kagome’s house and were sitting on her couch as they discussed the man in the picture. Kagome actually laughed as Sango swore that the man would come out and make love sweet, delicious to her. It was so hilarious.
“Sango, you are completely right. I need to get laid, but a character in a book is not going to be the one to service me in this department.”
The book moved and fell to the floor.
Both women turned to look at it, sitting innocently on the floor as though it hadn’t just moved itself. Freaked out, the two rushed upstairs and decided they needed a night on the town.
Back at Kagome’s apartment later that night
Several hours later, and several drinks later, the two girls returned to Kagome’s apartment. The two of them were giggling like little school girls and Sango was clutching a box of pizza and a bottle of wine. They set their food and beverage out on the coffee table, the book only inches from the pizza box, and began to eat.
Sango turned to Kagome.
“Want to try something?”
“Yeah, what?”
“Try to summon Inuyasha.”
“What? It won’t work. He’s just a picture in a book.”
“Ha, if he’s only a picture then you won’t mind trying the chant and proving me wrong.”
“Fine, if it will get you to let this go, then I will say the stupid chant and prove you wrong.”
“GREAT! Ok, hold the book to your chest.”
Kagome clutched the book tightly to her chest and made fake panting sounds.
“Oh Inuyasha! I’m going to make hot, passionate love to you for days on end until your delightfully large cock falls off of your body and you can no longer move.”
Sango tried to look stern as she repressed her giggles at Kagome's drunken stupidity.
“Stop that. This is serious. giggle Knock it off with the dramatics.”
“Fine, let’s do this.”
“Ok, you need to say his name three times. Say Inuyasha of Edo three times.”
“Inuyasha of Edo, Inuyasha of Edo, Inuyasha of Edo.”
Nothing happened.
The two girls looked around for anything out of the ordinary. When they found none, Kagome adopted a look of complete triumph and Sango frantically searched through the pages for what they had done wrong.
When they found nothing, the two girls sat on the love seat. Suddenly there was a rustle in the plants in the room next to theirs.
“Oh my gosh, do you think it’s him?”
“No Sango. I don’t.”
Sango walked into the room and began to move the bushes aside, but all she found was Kagome’s fat cat, Buyo. By now it was time for Sango to be home, so she and Kagome made their good byes and Sango made her way to her car.
Kagome watched as Sango pulled out of the drive way and then began to collect all of the dirty dishes. As she was loading the dishwasher there was a bright flash of light, but Kagome didn’t think anything of it. The stupid neighbor children were always playing with firecrackers. Several minutes later, Kagome moved back into the living room. As she rounded the corner and looked up she screamed bloody murder.
There was a strange man in her living room. A strange…naked man. A strange, naked, and totally gorgeous silver haired stranger staring right at her.
Well that’s it for tonight. I hope you guys like this and review to let me know. The more reviews I get the sooner I’ll update! Haha, Ja ne for now!