InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Strictly Taboo ❯ That's the Way It Goes ( Chapter 14 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
*Song for the Chapter: Everybody Knows by Concrete Blonde*
Inuyasha was nearly humming as he pulled into the school parking lot and saw Kagome run towards the car. Now that he had had her all to himself for a week straight, it was even harder to let her go for the few hours she had to attend high school. Just as she was about to reach the safety of the vehicle, she was stopped by the same brown-haired boy that had been attempting to violate her several months ago. His hands gripped the steering wheel so hard he thought he’d crush it, but thankfully Kagome disentangled herself from the conversation and dove through the open car door. Without looking at her, he began to speed away.“I thought I told you not to see that boy anymore, Kagome,” he said angrily.
Laughing, she leaned over and kissed him on the side of his mouth. “Be careful! You’re really starting to sound like a father now.”
He flinched and she laughed again at his reaction and began to touch his thigh, idly caressing him up and down. When he shivered and tensed, she began to place small kisses on the side of his face, the hand on his leg climbing higher and higher.
“You keep that up and we’re going to get in an accident,” he said roughly.
“You better hurry home, then,” she murmured, squeezing him gently through his pants. Breathing hard, he nearly doubled his speed and was inside her the minute they entered the house, their moans and cries echoing in the sparsely furnished living room. Afterward, as he lay calm and sated on the sofa with Kagome panting on his chest, he remembered their dinner plans.
“I found a woman who seems like she’d be a good personal guard for you,” he said, playing with her sweaty bangs.
“A what?” she asked tiredly, gently swatting his hand away as he was now tickling her forehead with the wet locks in a somewhat annoying fashion.
“A bodyguard. I thought that after what happened you’d feel safer.”
She turned her concerned eyes on him. “Do you really think I need one? Am I in any danger?”
“No, no, no,” he said quickly. “At least I don’t think so.” Her eyes widened and he winced. “Look, Sesshomaru might try and scare you, but I don’t think he’d hurt you. It would be bad for business. A bodyguard would be a deterrent against any of his stupid attempts at making me angry.”
“Oh,” she said, unconvinced. “Then he knows? About… About you and me?”
Inuyasha froze. “Wow. I, uh, guess he does, then. Maybe he thought you were Kikyo? But no, he always does his research.”
They held each other in silence, separately processing the fact that there was a person who knew about their relationship, a person who wasn’t on the best of terms with one of them.
“If I have a bodyguard,” Kagome said slowly, “when are you going to find the time to bring me my lunch when I forget it?”
Inuyasha laughed and smacked her bare bottom just hard enough to leave a pale pink handprint and make her squeak. “We’re just going to have to spend more time together at home, that’s all.”
She kissed him deeply and he moved his hands to cup her breasts when she stopped him. “We have a guest in a couple hours, Inuyasha. We should shower and look presentable.”
He growled in disappointment and she rolled her eyes, sliding off of him. He watched her hips sway as she went up the stairs and then followed, restraining himself from barging into the bathroom and taking her over and over again.
***
“Welcome, Sango!” Kagome said cheerfully, ducking under his arm which was holding the door open. The excited girl grabbed the tough older woman’s hand and drew her inside, pushing past Inuyasha with hardly a glance. Inuyasha sighed. He had forgotten how hyper Kagome could get when meeting new people, even though he had experienced it first-hand not so long ago. The memory made him smile and he followed the two women into the living room, settling down in his favorite chair.“So how’d you get into this line of work, Sango? I like your name, by the way,” Kagome chirped.
“My father trained me.”
Inuyasha empathized with Sango. She was obviously not a chatty person. He had always had trouble talking to people, even Kikyo, but with Kagome he was able to be more himself.
“Oh, so it’s the family business? How neat!”
Sango nodded and the conversation ceased. Kagome looked at him for help but he gave her a slight shrug, not able to think of any small talk. She laughed nervously and turned back to Sango.
“I hope you like chicken divan. When Inuyasha invited you for dinner, he forgot about the actual dinner part so I had to just put together whatever I could on such short notice,” she said, glaring at him.
“Anything you provide is alright with me, Miss Higurashi.”
Kagome giggled. “Please, call me Kagome. Anything else is just weird.”
“We should probably get to the table before the food gets cold,” Inuyasha said, not wanting to see Kagome suffer through a mostly one-sided conversation any longer.
Dinner went well, with Sango opening up more to Kagome about her family, telling her about how she had lost both her parents several years ago and was now taking care of her younger brother. Kagome was more than appropriately saddened by this news and grabbed one of Sango’s hands, telling her that she would never be alone again in a way Inuyasha thought was somewhat too dramatic, but judging by the tender expression on the woman’s face was just right. When they were done and Kagome had somehow talked him into eating his broccoli, an hour had passed and she shrieked when she noticed the time.
“Oh, gosh! I have a test tomorrow, so I’d better go study.” She rose from her chair and gently pushed it back in. “I’ll say good night now, Sango. I hope we’ll become even better friends. And good night, Inuyasha,” she said, smiling at him innocently, knowing he’d recognize the far from pure look in her eyes. All he wanted to do now was get Sango to sign the contract he’d had Myoga draw up and then give Kagome what she was asking for, damn her studying and tests. He and Sango both followed Kagome with their eyes as she walked away, then turned to each other as soon as she was out of sight.
“I had my assistant draw up a contract for you,” he said, sliding the stapled stack of papers over to her. “It’s mostly just a bunch of legal crap, the usual stuff. You already discussed your salary with Myoga and he approved it, so we don’t need to go over that. The one thing I think is most important is that you never, under any circumstances, even if it’s just between friends or something, discuss your employment here or anything pertaining to it.”
“Like the fact you are fucking your teenage step-daughter?” she asked casually.
Inuyasha spit out the water he had been in the process of drinking, choking on part of it and gagging uncontrollably. When he finally got a hold of himself, he sputtered out, “How dare you! I-I love m-my wife.”
Sango nodded casually. “Yes, sure you do. Where is she? Not here after her only child and husband were almost murdered. You were only married a week ago, you had no honeymoon, and she is nowhere to be seen, leaving her beautiful young daughter alone with you.”
“My wife is very ill,” he stressed, “and we are both quite busy with work.”
Sango snorted in disgust. “Stop pretending. It’s really none of my business. I like Kagome and I will protect her with my life if necessary, even if the one I should be protecting her from is you. However, you’re the one paying me so I answer to you.”
They glared at each other in silence. “How… How could you tell?” Inuyasha had been so careful to appear normal, restraining himself to the point where he thought he’d scream with the frustration of it all.
She laughed. “I knew in your office that you were in love with her and I could tell that she loves you just as much right when I saw her. And you two stare and touch much too often, and then there are times when you look at each other as though you know exactly what’s under the other’s clothes and you’re just waiting for me to leave before you can pounce. Now, as disgusting as I believe it is with her being fifteen and you being like, five-hundred or something, she is old enough to make her own decisions. Also, since her mother isn’t even present at such a crucial time, I am assuming she is not worthy of a daughter like her and that your marriage is not one of love.”
Inuyasha sat, stunned. This was not the reaction he had expected from someone who knew about his affair with Kagome. In all his nightmares, they had separated them and persecuted him for daring to touch something so pure. He flushed with guilt. He had not even told Kikyo about the attacker, even after he had told Kagome he would. He had not wanted to have his time with her interrupted on the off chance that Kikyo would suddenly develop maternal concern for her offspring. Pushing his thoughts aside, he summoned all his confidence and looked at her with what he hoped was an intimidating glare. Since Kagome really liked her, he couldn’t take care of this problem in his usual manner. He’d have to do things in a way the girl would appreciate, one that wouldn’t leave her asking any questions.
“Do you swear never to tell anyone of this?”
“I swear. I would never ruin that sweet girl’s life.”
He nodded, far from satisfied, but it was the best he could do under the circumstances. He could always do things his way if she broke her word and violated her contract.
“Very well, Ms. Taijiya. You’re hired.”
She signed the contract in various places and he showed her to the door, hardly paying attention to the situation, lost in his thoughts. If things were so obvious, should he and Kagome tone it down? Was what they did okay just because they loved each other? There were others to consider, even if when they were together they felt like the only two people in the world. He had nearly three million employees worldwide, and if his relationship with Kagome got out, their lives may very well be ruined in addition to his own. He walked up the stairs to his room. He would have to discuss things with Kagome and formulate a plan to keep their feelings concealed if they were to continue, and of course they would.
Opening his door, he stopped in his tracks at the sight before him. Kagome lay on his bed, completely naked. She was touching herself and so close she was already beginning to shudder. Inuyasha nearly slammed the door, and she raised her head to look at him.
“You were taking so long,” she said breathlessly. “I didn’t mean to start without you, but it just kind of happened.”
Nearly ripping his clothes off in his hurry, previous troubles gone out of his mind forever, he pounced, just as Sango had said earlier. He plunged into her, not bothering with foreplay since she had done all that herself, and they moved together as one, with him allowing himself to quickly reach the point she was at and finishing with her almost simultaneously. He rolled onto his back and pulled her onto his chest, the way he always did, and she kissed him all over his face and neck, making him smile from the ticklish sensations and her fervent actions.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you so much for choosing Sango,” she said in between kisses. “She’s like a big sister. She’s so nice and she’s had such a hard time so it’s good that we’re going to be together from now on.”
Bringing up her bodyguard had soured his mood. “Kagome… Sango knows,” he said gravely. He had not planned on telling her but now he felt he had to.
“Knows what?”
“About this,” he said.
She gasped in understanding. “Did you tell her?!”
“Fuck no, of course not!” he snapped. “She figured it out herself.”
“…I guess this is a good thing,” she whispered into his neck. “She was probably going to find out eventually. Better at the beginning so it’s not such a shock.”
“You’re not mad?”
“No. Sango’s our friend. I trust her.”
Inuyasha nodded and reached over to turn off the lamp, ignoring Kagome’s protests that she still had to study. If Kagome trusted Sango, then he would trust Sango. Maybe not as much, but enough.