InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ School, AKA: The Hellhole ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 6 )

Kagome sighed contentedly as she settled onto the couch, throwing her heavy, black backpack beside her on the floor. "Ah, finally, the weekend! Man, the first week of school has been one Hell of a trip."

Grabbing the remote from the end-table, the girl began flipping through the channels uninterestedly. Her obese cat waddled unsteadily across the carpet, having just emerged from her bedroom, and plopped his plump, feline body into her lap after a little help from Kagome in actually getting up onto the couch. "Hey, a note from Mama!" she exclaimed as she pulled out a folded piece of paper from Buyo's collar. Opening the letter, she read:

"Dear Kagome,

I went out to the grocery store and I'll be back in a few hours. Souta's gone over to Shippo's house and he'll be spending the night there. I took Grandpa with me. I think there might be a few packs of Ramen left in the cabinet if you get hungry. Take care, sweetie. I love you!

Love,
Mama"

"Hm… I wonder why she put this in your collar, Buyo."

"P.S. - I put this in Buyo's collar because I wasn't sure if you would go for the couch or the fridge when you got home and Buyo always follows you around."

Sweat-dropping as she crumpled up the note and threw it into the wastebasket, she mumbled conspiratorially to the fat cat sprawled over her lap, "I swear she's some kind of psychic."

'I wouldn't be surprised,' Buyo thought lazily.

Just then, the phone rang and Kagome leaned over to retrieve it from the end-table. Punching the 'on' button, she held it up to her ear. "Hello? Higurashi residence, may I help you?"

"Hey Kagome!" a cheery voice piped from the other end.

"Oh, hey Sango, how'd you get my number?" she asked, furrowing her brows. "I don't remember giving it to you."

"Oh, Miroku gave it to me," Sango replied easily.

"Well, how the fuck did he get it?! I know I didn't give it to him!"

"I don't know. You never can tell with Miro-chan. Anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to spend the night with me tonight. You know, since it's the weekend and all."

Kagome perked up a little at this. "Oh, yeah, sure! I'd love to! Could you give me directions?"

With an unseen nod, Sango answered, "Sure," and proceeded to recite the directions to her house.

Kagome quickly scribbled them down on a notepad by the phone base, nodding every once in a while. "Okay, when would you like me to come over?"

"Anytime is fine."

"Okay, I'll be over ASAP."

"Okay, see ya' in a few, Kag-chan! Bubye!"

"You, too! Bye!"

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After her friend had hung up, Sango turned to Miroku who was reclining on a brown leather couch in the den on her floor of the Isu Manor. "There we go! Step One was successful in operation 'Idiots-in-Love-Who-Don't-Really-Know-It-so-We're-Going-to-Get-Them-Togethe r-Without-Them-Knowing-It-and-Against-Their-Will!' Now to call Inuyasha!" She smiled happily, a mischievous glint in her violet orbs.

Miroku turned his gaze from the TV to watch his girlfriend play 'Matchmaker from Hell' on two poor, innocent souls. "I don't know what you see in those two that I don't."

"Woman's intuition!" Sango told him, waiting for a certain hanyou to pick up the phone. "That, and I checked their horoscopes, and it said that Aquarius and Sagittarius were destined for love this month."

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Kagome hung up her phone and proceeded to bound up the stairs to her bedroom. A quick, "Sorry, Buyo!" was thrown over her shoulder as the gargantuan ball of fur was flopped to the floor in her haste.

"Yeah, and I'm Richard Simmons," the cat meowed moodily with a roll of his yellow, slotted feline eyes, picking himself up off his backside.

After packing a set of pajamas, a blanket, a sheet, a pillow, her toothbrush, a hairbrush, and an extra change of clothes for tomorrow in a black duffle bag, she ran down the steps, taking two stairs at a time, and went to the pad by the phone. Ripping off the top sheet on which was written the directions to Sango's house, she scribbled a quick note to Mama and rushed out the door in a whirlwind.

Mounting her Harley, she revved the engine and took off down the busy streets of Tokyo. She arrived at Sango's house in twenty minutes (it was the beginning of rush hour) and parked her bike in the driveway after giving the poor guard grief. Looking up in amazement at the huge manor, she quickly ran up to the door and rung the bell.

She didn't have to wait five seconds before the door burst open and there stood Sango's smiling face. "Come in!" she chirped happily, ushering her into the great mansion and handing her bag off to a butler.

"Wow, this place is pretty big," Kagome commented, slipping off her shoes and looking around what she could see of the first floor from her position in front of the door.

"Yeah, come on up. We were just going to put on a movie," Sango said, grabbing her elbow and pulling her up three full flights of stairs, clad in a lush, red carpet.

"'We?' Who's 'we?'" Kagome asked her friend as she turned down a corridor. The walls around her were decorated in large paintings of peaceful landscapes and pictures of Sango in different poses. "Wow, San-chan, I never knew you were so vane," she snickered.

"Well, this is my floor of the house, so I can be vane if I want. Anyway, Miroku and I were just going to put on a movie."

Kagome's eyes widened considerably. "He's not spending the night, is he?"

"Of course!"

Sango didn't know her friend's eyes could get that wide. Kagome suddenly stopped, making the girl pulling her jerk to a halt. "You're kidding!" Kagome shouted.

"Uh… no?" Sango looked wearily back at her friend.

"Are you insane?! You're going to sleep in the same room as that pervert? No, worse yet, you're going to subject your best friend to the horror that is a horny Miroku in a small room, dressed in only her pajamas?!"

"Er- the room's pretty big," Sango told her innocently.

Sighing in defeat and sweat-dropping, Kagome just mumbled a "Whatever" and followed her friend (who was now officially a sadistic maniac) to what appeared to be some kind of den. There were two brown leather couches and a matching sofa and recliner situated in front of a gigantic plasma television. All around the walls were fake heads of exotic animals such as a lion, leopard, zebra, boar, and an elephant. The whole room was themed with animal print. A bar was towards the back of the room and there was a pool table in front of that. A large stack of DVD's was hazardously stacked on the floor beside the TV.

"Nice," Kagome complemented, taking a seat on the couch that Miroku wasn't occupying.

"Thanks."

"Kagome-sama, it's so nice to see you!" Miroku chirped in an annoyingly zealous tone, jumping up and plopping down beside her.

"Uh, yeah, you, too, Miroku-kun," she nervously said as the boy swung an arm around her shoulders.

Without even looking back from what she was doing, Sango barked out, "Miroku, get your pervert ass back on that couch if you want a Strawberry Dacari!"

"Yes, ma'am," he whimpered, slithering back over to his own couch and hugging one of the leopard-print pillows to his chest.

"You've got alcohol?" Kagome asked, glancing back at Sango who was behind the bar, filling tall glasses with a foamy, pink liquid from a spout built into the bar.

"Nah, it's nonalcoholic. Daddy won't let me have alcohol up here till I'm twenty-one," she answered easily, popping a strawberry on the side of each of the glasses along with a colorful straw and a mini-umbrella. She then placed all four glasses onto a tray and carried it over to the table in front of the couches.

Grabbing one of the glasses, Kagome sipped through the straw and smiled in delight as she tasted the delicious drink. "Hey, San-chan?"

"Hm?" addressed girl answered distractedly from digging through the stack of movies.

"Who's the fourth drink for?"

Just then, a familiar, gruff voice boomed through the hallways. "Hey, Sango! Miroku! Which room are you guys in?" Followed by the opening and slamming of numerous doors that was steadily getting closer to the room they were in.

"San-chan, you didn't," Kagome breathed shakily just as their door burst open and Inuyasha's white head popped in. The hanyou immediately glared at the girl seated on one of the couches, clad in baggy black jeans and a tight, hot-pink tank-top glittering with the black words, "You say 'psycho' like it's a bad thing."

"Oh, please, Sango, not this again!" Inuyasha sighed in exasperation, tottering into the room, a red bag slung over his shoulder.

"Why, I have no idea of what you speak, my dear Inuyasha," Sango piped innocently, taking his bag and setting it by the bar.

Kagome patiently massaged her temples as Inuyasha took a seat beside Miroku on the couch and snatched one of the Strawberry Dacaris. Sango came back over to the group and started digging through the assortment of movies again. "So, what do you guys want to watch?" she asked the group.

"Ringu."

"Van Helsing."

Inuyasha and Kagome answered at the same time. The hanyou turned a glare over to the girl. "I don't speak English, wench."

"Duh, subtitles," Kagome snorted derisively.

Before a fight could break out, Sango interrupted. "How 'bout we just watch Ringu? I don't really feel like having to read subtitles anyway," she suggested, popping in the DVD and turning back to take a seat.

Inuyasha smirked in victory.

Kagome snorted crossly and proceeded to pout.

"Inuyasha, go sit beside Kagome or something. I want to sit beside Miroku," Sango commanded, putting her hands on her hips.

The hanyou just snorted and sauntered over to the sofa, taking his drink with him. He sat down in the corner of the sofa right beside Kagome in the corner of the couch. The girl promptly slunk over to the other side of the couch.

"This isn't going very well, Miro-chan," Sango whispered to Miroku. They were about an hour into the movie as Sango rested her head on her boyfriend's shoulder, distractedly petting her two-tailed demon cat, Kirara, in her lap.

"What do you expect from two people who hate each other's guts?" he whispered back, tightening his arm around her shoulders.

"They don't hate each other. They're in love," she mumbled back, a frown crossing her features.

Miroku just sighed in defeat, placing a quick kiss on Sango's head. "Whatever you say, sweetie."

About forty-five minutes later, the movie ended. Sango looked up to the clock on the wall behind the bar. "Well, it's only 7:00. What do you guys want to do now?"

"How about a game of pool?" Kagome asked, putting on the most innocent façade she could muster.

"Keh, there's no sense in it. Everyone knows I'll win. I'm the best pool player there is," Inuyasha boasted with a confident grin.

"Oh, come on, Inuyasha. Let's just play a few games." Miroku stood and sauntered over to the pool table, taking a stick off the wall.

As everyone gathered around the table, getting ready for a round of pool, Kagome smirked secretly to herself.

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Seven games and three hours later, Kagome thrust her two fists in the air above her head in victory. "Ha, I beat you all!" she bragged, bringing the tip of her pool stick to her lips and pretending to blow smoke off the end.

"Beginner's luck is all it is," Inuyasha grumped, leaning heavily on his pole.

"I don't think six rematches is considered 'beginner's luck', dog-boy," Kagome teased, spinning her pole around with one hand. "I'm just really good."

"Whatever…"

"How about we get into our pajamas? It's almost ten," Miroku suggested with a mischievous twinkle in his violet eyes.

Nodding, Sango led Kagome and the boys out of the room and down the hall to another, Inuyasha snagging his bag by the bar on the way. Sango's bedroom was huge and decorated with an assortment of weaponry and armor. There was, oddly enough, what looked to be a giant boomerang positioned on the wall above her king-sized bed. The room was themed in magenta and cream with a lace canopy hanging over the bed. Kagome's and Miroku's bags had been placed by the door, probably by a maid.

"We'll change in here and you guys can go across the hall to the changing room," Sango instructed, pushing both of the boys out the door. Turning back to Kagome, she asked, "So, what do you think about Inuyasha?"

"What do you mean, San-chan?" Kagome asked suspiciously, digging through her bag and pulling out a thin, black tank-top with a pink 'Hello Kitty' on it doing the peace sign and a thin, loose pair of black pants and beginning to dress.

"Don't you like him?" Sango responded hopefully, pulling on her own pair of thin, loose, dark magenta pants and white tank-top, a light magenta smiley face in a fighting stance and a black headband adorning the front.

Kagome stared at her friend as if she'd just sprouted an elephant trunk for a nose. She stood like that for a few moments before finally bursting out into a fit of laughter. Dropping to her knees, she gripped her sides and doubled over, still cackling like a madwoman. After she regained her breath and her fit died out into mild giggles, she looked up at Sango. "That's a good one, San-chan. Thanks; I needed a good laugh," she chuckled, standing once again and grabbing her pillow and blanket.

Suddenly, Sango grabbed Kagome's face and turned it towards her, staring intently into cobalt pools of… what was that? Sango narrowed her eyes as she continued to try to figure out what exactly she'd seen reflected in Kagome's orbs just a moment ago, now replaced with mild annoyance.

"Sango, what in the world are you doing?" Kagome asked, pulling her face from her friend's hold.

Startled, Sango dropped her hand to her side. "I was just… uh… I thought I saw a, um, eyelash in your eye," she stuttered, grabbing a pillow and blanket of her own and turning towards the door.

"What the Hell was that?" Kagome muttered to herself as she followed Sango out the door. They met the boys back in the den where they were already dressed in boxers and white undershirts and setting up a game of Twister.

Before Sango could even open her mouth, Inuyasha said, "It was his idea," pointing to Miroku beside him.

"I should have known," Sango sighed exasperatedly, sulking over to the mat and taking a position standing at one of the corners. "Well, we may as well. There's not really anything else to do, I suppose."

"Oh, no you don't. This always happens in the movies. A couple of people play Twister and they end up getting knotted up in some weird position and they get horny and it all ends in a big make-out scene! I refuse to participate in this!" Kagome told them forcefully, stomping her foot and crossing her arms across her chest in defiance.

The rest of the friends just stood there, staring in confusion at Kagome. Finally, Inuyasha used his 'Great Powers of Persuasion.' "What the fuck kind of movies have you been watching, wench?"

Kagome sweat-dropped and sighed in defeat. "Never mind," she muttered, dragging her feet over to the mat and taking a position at the last corner left.

"Er- I'll spin," Miroku said, taking the spinning board and flicking the little arrow.

A few minutes later, Inuyasha and Kagome were the only ones left on the mat, twisted and entwined in an odd position. "I so fucking told you," Kagome gritted through her teeth, reaching over Inuyasha to slap her left hand on a red spot, unintentionally pushing her breasts into his back.

"Why are you getting mad at me, bitch? I'm not the one who picked this ridiculous game out!" Inuyasha growled back, extending an arm through her legs to also reach a red spot.

On the sidelines, Sango was grinning like an idiot and had now taken control of the spinner board, moving the arrow where she liked so as to put the unfortunate couple in a very… intimate position. This went unnoticed by Inuyasha and Kagome; they were too busy bickering.

"Give me that," Miroku demanded, taking the spinner and calling out, "Left foot: red!"

"Hey! You didn't even look at the board!" Sango whispered vehemently, beginning a game of Tug-of-War with her companion over the board.

"Like you ever did," he murmured lowly.

Sango glanced back at her victims, er-… friends, seeing that Kagome had swung her leg over Inuyasha's back to reach a red spot and Inuyasha now had his face pressed into Kagome's cushiony chest. Both were blushing from head to toe. "Nice," Sango complimented to her boyfriend, releasing her hold on the board and deciding that it'd be alright to let Miroku take over for a while.

Snickering, something impish twinkling in his eyes, Miroku said, "I'll say." He happened to now have a very good view down Kagome's shirt.

Snatching the spinning board back from Miroku, Sango gritted, "I should have known better."

"Uh, guys, could you please call out another one?" Inuyasha asked, muffled from being buried in his playing partner's bosom. He hoped they hadn't heard the hitch of nervousness (and embarrassment) in his voice.

Kagome shivered as she felt Inuyasha's warm breath blow across her breasts. 'Don't think about it. Don't think about it! Do NOT think about it!'

Below her, Inuyasha was in a similar state. 'They're bigger than I thought,' he thought, beginning to feel lightheaded as he felt all his blood rush to… lower regions. 'Oh, shit! Shit! No, not now! Not now! Shit!,' he panicked, continuing to mentally curse every god and deity he could think of at the moment as a bulge steadily grew in his red boxers.

Clenching her eyes shut tightly in both anger and embarrassment, Kagome nearly screamed when she felt something hard dig into her lower stomach. She didn't think her cheeks could get any redder or that her body could get any hotter… apparently they could. Suddenly, she felt Inuyasha collapse beneath her and turned her face down to see Inuyasha's own flaming face right under her.

His luxurious, silver hair was spread out all around his head like the halo of an angel. His cute little dog ears twitched periodically as she gazed into those beautiful, shining pools of Madeira. Reflected in those amber orbs was something odd… something that wasn't there before when he had looked at her. It was impossible to explain what exactly she saw in Inuyasha's eyes, the gateway to his soul, but it was something very closely akin to… fondness. She might even go so far as to say affection. It was odd… she'd never seen his lips look so utterly delectable.

Inuyasha gasped as he suddenly thought of something. 'I can just fall and lose. It'd be hard to get past Kagome's gloating, especially after she beat me at pool, too, but anything is better than this!' he thought disgustedly, letting his muscles fall limp and falling back flat on his back.

He slowly looked up to Kagome's face and his eyes seemed to be frozen in place. He couldn't pull his gaze away from her endearingly adorable flushed cheeks. Her alluring scent, one of honey and vanilla, surrounded him in wafts of blissful heaven. Her eyes were wide and dewy, stormy cerulean depths swirling with emotion. Her long, ebony tresses hung down to surround both his and her blushing faces, creating a silky, black curtain that seemed to block out the rest of the world. He glanced down at her black lips that seemed to symbolize something forbidden. The lush, plump folds of skin were puckered in a sensual pout, so impossibly inviting, yet the color suggested something intangible, something poison. His eyes lowered to half-mast as she came closer and closer; their lips were just centimeters apart now.

Kirara growled a second before everything suddenly went black.

An 'Eeak!' was heard from somewhere in the darkness.

The rustling of clothes.

Whispering.

"Is everyone alright?" Miroku's voice sounded cautiously from the darkness.

"Yeah, I'm alright, Miro-chan."

"I think so."

"Yeah, whatever."

Where Inuyasha's alluring face was just five seconds ago, Kagome now saw two twin glowing spots. 'I guess it makes sense that his eyes glow in the dark like a dog's.'

"Did the power just go out?" Sango's voice.

"Yeah, I think so. Inuyasha, can you see alright?" Miroku's.

"Yeah, I can see everything just fine."

"Thought so. You want to lead us down to the power box? I think it's in the basement."

"What about the maids and the butler?" Kagome's asked, speaking up for the first time in the whole conversation.

"They leave after ten," Sango explained, looking into the darkness to where she thought Kagome was.

"Well, that's just great," Kagome complained, lifting herself up off Inuyasha. She could still feel the blush on her cheeks, she was just glad Miroku and Sango couldn't see it.

Inuyasha saw Kagome get up and blindly search the room, probably looking for her friends. Standing, he grabbed her elbow, paying no attention when she gasped. Approaching Miroku, he grabbed his hand (who in turn took Sango's) and began pulling everyone towards the door, a set of glowing eyes known as Kirara following behind them. Kohaku was spending the night with Shippo and Souta, so they went straight down to the basement without any stops.

Kagome shuddered as her bare feet touched the cold, concrete ground of the basement. The chilly air, which had suddenly taken on a sort of malevolent feel, wrapped around her and she unconsciously moved closer to Inuyasha whose clawed hand was still holding her elbow. They approached the power box and the humans of the group heard a creak as Inuyasha opened it up.

Silence.

"Inuyasha?"

Silence.

"Are you going to be able to fix it?" Sango asked again.

"… It… It looks as if the wires have been cut…"

The floor creaked above them.

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