InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sugar & Spice ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Sugar & Spice Pt.2

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN InuYasha or any of its characters

Enjoy,

Maggz

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InuYasha sat elbows on the bar, sucking on his cigarette and gulping down a beer. Miroku took the stool near him, sitting with his back to the bar, long legs pulled out in front of him.

"Oh God!", Miroku laughed and punched InuYasha's shoulder.

"What the FUCK?", InuYasha growled and turned to look where Miroku was pointing.

"It's KOUGA! Saints be praised if he didn't just DO what Sesshomaru dared him to!", Miroku choked.

InuYasha pounded Miroku on the back and started to chuckle himself. Kouga was a vision in red. Red hood, red cape, red shoes, and a little basket held tightly in both hands. Little Red Riding Hood!!

"GodDAMN!", Miroku roared with laughter as Kouga fished a pack of smokes out of the basket.

"You didn't believe I'd DO it, did you?", he grinned.

"I FUCKIN' don't believe you did it. Man, Kouga. Oh my God!", Miroku was in hysterics. "I thought InuYasha was BAD but I think you got him beat!"

"Now watch it, Miroku!", InuYasha growled.

"Damn InuYasha! So THAT'S where all my movies have gone to? All you had to do was ASK!", Kouga grinned and ducked as InuYasha took a swing at him. Miroku pulled InuYasha back and sat him firmly on the stool he'd jumped from.

"Any gorgeous babes here?", Kouga asked as he turned away and looked toward the packed dance floor.

"Dunno, we just got here ourselves thanks to Long Dong over here!", Miroku cracked as jerked a thumb back in InuYasha's direction and felt an elbow jab into his ribs.

"I think I'm gonna go MINGLE!", Kouga said with a lift of his brows and moved out onto the floor in search of some poor unsuspecting girl. Miroku watched him go, laughing all the while.

"Son Of A Bitch!", InuYasha said from beside him. Miroku turned, eyebrows raised and looked down at him. The tone was what worried him… InuYasha had spotted his prey. All Miroku could do was follow the look of lust in InuYasha's eyes before clearly spotting just who the Doggie Boy had his eyes ON.

"Ohhhhhhhhh no… NO! Absolutely NOT, InuYasha!", Miroku roared and pulled InuYasha back down into his seat from where he'd strayed yet again.

"Let me GO, you fuckin' Dracula wannabe!", InuYasha growled, straining to get out of Miroku's grip.

"No, InuYasha. If you're looking at who I think you're looking at… NO!", he said firmly.

Blazing amber eyes burned into him but Miroku had long since become immune to InuYasha and his tantrums. He held firm.

"What the FUCK is your problem, Miroku? I see her, I WANT her and I'm gonna HAVE her. You DO see her, dontcha!?", he said and a smile broke thru the frown.

"Dear God, InuYasha. Remember when you told me… begged me… to not let you NEAR jail bait? DO YOU? Do you remember the LAST time it happened and what I had to DO for you? You begged me on hands and knees not to EVER let you get your sorry ass into that kind of situation again. NOW LOOK AT YOU! ", Miroku said.

"But LOOK at her!", InuYasha groaned, his eyes filled with longing.

"Yeah, LOOK at her… I'll bet she's not a day over sixteen! NO! Absolutely NOT!", Miroku said more firmly.

"Miroku?"

"What, InuYasha?"

"Remember what I asked you to do in situations such as this?", InuYasha smiled warmly.

"Yeah, keep you away from the jail bait, the LITTLE girlies!", Miroku frowned.

"Well… just FORGET IT. I'm goin' to get me some pussy and it's gonna be HER!", he said loudly, pointing toward what could only be described as a man's ultimate fantasy standing in a corner of the dance floor surrounded by a group of what looked to be her friends.

"Ok, I'm outta here. You do what you want. I will NOT get you out of this one and I mean it!", Miroku said and moved to get up off the stool.

InuYasha's hand shot out and grabbed Miroku by the elbow, the grip strong and sure.

"No you're not. You're gonna GET her for me. She's looking over here at me right now. See?", he smiled and looked over, giving her his sexiest grin.

"She's LOOKIN' at ME, you dumbfuck!", Miroku said as he pried InuYasha's fingers from around his arm.

"Fuck no! Go get her Miroku. Tell her to meet me outside if she's interested. These fuckin' trousers are killin' my dick!", he grunted and got up off the stool, tugging on the tightness surrounding his cock.

"What do I get out of this… dare I ask?, Miroku smiled.

"You, my friend... YOU get to watch. You know how much you like that!', InuYasha smirked.

"YOU are a pervert, but OK… I'll watch. Can I give you suggestions if I see you need them?", he asked.

"You open your fuckin' mouth, I swear - ", InuYasha frowned, taking a step forward.

"Fine. Go outside and wait. Where will you be?"

"At the park next door. Did you see it when we pulled up. It's on the left… I'll be by the swings… just bring her to me and keep your fuckin' mitts off her! Oh, and one more thing, ask her THIS when you get her for me, ok?", InuYasha grinned as he leaned over to whisper in Miroku's ear.

"OH Good GOD! NO, I will NOT say that!", he said, shaking his head.

"You can and you WILL. Trust me, It'll work!", InuYasha smiled.

Miroku watched him as he stalked out of the bar, looking for all the world like a self satisfied little prick! With a sigh, he sat back and ordered a beer, deciding he would take his own sweet time before bringing the girl to InuYasha.

Finished with his beer, Miroku lit a cigarette and strolled over in the direction he'd seen the girl move. She was indeed with friends, he'd watched her the entire time he'd sat drinking his beer.

"Hey sexy! Wanna BITE me?", he heard to his left and turned to see a gorgeous tall brunette dressed as Elvira, Mistress of the Dark, grinning at him.

"Baby, I'd LOVE to!", he smiled and leaned over, placing his lips on her neck and biting her with his vampire teeth as his hands slid to her up thrust breasts.

She took hold of his hands and held them, pulling herself toward him and pressing forward.

"We can go in the back…", she whispered as her tongue slid over his ear.

"Damn, I'm gonna kill InuYasha. I swear I'm gonna kill him.", he mumbled under his breath as he clinched his eyes shut.

"What?", she asked.

"I can't, Darlin' - not right now. Well… unless you're into voyeurism?", he asked with a sly grin.

"What did you have in mind?", she replied, as her fingers slid to the opening of his shirt to stroke over his chest.

"I'll find you later, babe. Trust me.", he said with a regretful sigh. InuYasha would explode into a million pieces were he to bring the girl to watch him at work on the little one.

"Count on it.", she said and slinked away.

With a sigh, he turned and found himself face to face with the girl of InuYasha's fantasies.

"Ooops! Sorry!", she giggled and he groaned, she looked YOUNGER than sixteen.

"No problem, Darlin'. Say! My friend at the bar noticed you a bit ago. Did you see him by chance?", he asked.

"You mean you two aren't… well, TOGETHER?", she asked.

"NO! We are NOT together!", he said, a bit testily.

"OH… I just thought… well… ok.", she said and stood looking up at him.

"What?", he asked.

"You said your friend - ?", she prompted.

"Oh… sorry. You got me all worked up thinking I was WITH him, damn!", he frowned and cleared his throat.

"He asked me… dear God! I'm gonna kill him!", he muttered.

"He asked you WHAT?", she asked, her eyes big and round.

"He wants to know if your mommy will let you out to play.", he muttered.

"He said WHAT?", she giggled.

"Fuck this! He wants to know if you're mommy will let you come out and play! Did you hear THAT now!?", he asked.

Giggling, one hand over her mouth, she nodded. He was cute!

"How old are you, baby?", he asked, not wanting to really know.

"Old enough. Don't worry, I look younger than I am.", she said.

"Classic reply!", he snorted.

"But I am! You wanna see my ID?", she asked.

"No, it's probably fake anyways.", he said.

"No, it's NOT!", she fumed, stomping her foot.

"You wanna go meet Dirk or not?", he asked her, his patience wearing thin.

"I'll THINK about it.", she said.

"Well, don't judge him by the damned clothes he's got on for God sakes… this IS a costume party! I TOLD him NOT to wear the damned thing!", Miroku fumed.

"I thought he looked very sexy…", she purred, looking up at Miroku from underneath long, curly lashes.

"Dear God! Let's go!", he said taking her hand and pulling her with him off the dance floor and toward the door.