InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Ad ❯ The fruit of thy Labor ( Chapter 7 )

CH. 7

"You can't have a milkshake!" Inu Yasha complained.

"But that's what I'm in the mood for."

"I bring you to the absolute best ice cream shop in the city, and you want a milkshake!"

"Not just any milkshake…banana spiked with vanilla. It's an orgasmic experience." She declared.

"I can show you an orgasmic experience better than any ice cream." Inu Yasha smirked as he winked.

"I'm sure you can." Kagome rolled her eyes as she laid it thick on the sarcasm.

"Why don't you let me show you?" He asked with his face a few centimeters from hers. She wanted to close her eyes and let him, but she was determined not to fall for Inu Yasha Takahashi.

"I rather show you." She smiled good-naturedly as she stepped up to order.

"Is that a proposition?"

"No, it's an offer to taste my milkshake."

"Does it bring all the boys to the yard?" He asked as he suggestively cocked an eyebrow. Kagome blushed deeply before lightly hitting him on the arm. What she wouldn't give for a subduing spell.

"You know that's not the milkshake I was talking about. Would you get your mind out of the gutter!"

"But, I'm behaving. It's you that keeps tempting me." He complained jokingly.

"Unfortunately, this is behaving for you. At least your hands aren't wandering."

"Would you like them to?"

"Only if they are wandering towards a guillotine."

"Ouch! That was mean." Inu Yasha feigned hurt, and Kagome could not help but laugh at his overly done puppy face. "I'm glad my suffering brings you joy."

"I'm glad too." She smiled as she took her drink and Inu his order, which surprised Kagome since he hadn't placed one. They walked to a two person table near the back of the yellow and white shop, which was decorated like a quaint café. It was ice cream for sophisticated people.

"How is it?"

"I'll tell you in a moment." Kagome took a deep breath and relaxed her shoulders before taking her first sip. The minute the banana touch her tongue she let out a low, almost inaudible moan. Her face was covered with an expression of pure bliss as she basked in the afterglow of the cool sweetness.

"Would you like a cigarette?" Inu Yasha asked in hopes of hiding the fact that little Inu had sprung to life. Kagome opened her heavy-lidded eyes and smiled a bit brighter.

"I don't smoke, even when it feels this good." She couldn't help but tease. Since the park, he had been on his best behavior, or what could be considered best behavior for a sexually deprived hanyou.

"Good to know…that smell is hard to get out of the sheets. Especially when you are…relaxing, like bunnies." He winked, realizing this conversation was not helping little Inu at all.

"Don't knock it `til you try it." She complained as she offered him the drink, but made sure that she remained at a distance. When he raised an eyebrow in question, she replied, "Incase you get any ideas like at the restaurant." He smiled.

"It isn't my fault you make ice cream taste so sinfully good." He took a sip and was pleased to find the subtle vanilla flavor in the banana. Unfortunately, he didn't care much for the sweet fruit. "It's ok, but you haven't tried anything, until you try the sorbet's lover's delight. I get it every time. It's mango, orange and strawberry sorbet in a mango sauce." He took his spoon and got a bit of mango and raised it towards Kagome. The girl leaned in open her mouth and savored the treat. Her eyes closed as Inu Yasha watched, in stun silence, as her face contorted to the epitome of the cringe of pleasure.

"Oh, Inu Yasha…it's so good." She moaned smiling. Unfortunately, her words made little Inu…well, lets just say he wasn't so little anymore.

"Think cold thoughts…think cold thoughts! Rolling around in an iceberg…naked. Sesshomaru in a pink Speedo. Kaede in a bikini." He could feel little Inu retreat at the thoughts.

"Inu Yasha, are you alright? You're a bit pale." Inu Yasha opened his eyes to her worried blue eyes and her delicate hand caressing his face. "You're a bit warm." And, little Inu made a comeback.

"I'm fine." Inu Yasha suddenly found it hard to breathe. He had never been this affected in public. Usually, he allowed his guard down only in his apartment, and had they been there, he was sure he would be fucking her brains out around now. How would those full breasts feel in his hands and mouth? How tightly would she wrap her long smooth legs around his waist? How loud would she scream as he took her against the wall? On the bed? From behind? Hard and then slow? Inu Yasha groaned. This kind of thinking wasn't helping matters. "Think of the Speedo Sesshomaru making out with the bikini clad Kaede…think of how he will rip you to shreds if he ever found out you imagine that…"

"Inu Yasha? Do you want me to drive you home?"

"I think I will feel better if I eat my sorbet." There was no way in hell he would ever let Kagome see what she could do to him, at least not now. It would scare her away, but oh, he would make her pay later. He would make sure that she wouldn't be able to walk for a month.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Inu Yasha bit his tongue.

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"Do you think Inu Yasha is good for Kagome?" Sango asked as she laid back on her bed wrapped in soft beige sheet.

"I think she is good for him." Miroku replied as he gave her a foot massage.

"That's obvious, but I'm wondering if he's too much for her to handle. I mean, Inu Yasha Takahashi is known for his insatiable sexual appetite."

"But he is not a rapist. He will have to wait until Kagome is ready, and when she is…well, she has about ten years worth of sexual frustration on her added to the fact that she's energetic and full of life…I would say, she could ware him out before he even scratched the surface on her."

"I hope you're right, for her sake."

"Of course I'm right. I'm always right. Besides," he began while trailing kisses from her ankle, up her leg and behind her knee, "you should be more worried about keeping up with your man."

"Oh?" She smiled as he made himself comfortable between her legs. His hands snaked around her to cup her cheeks.

"Hai, he has been cooking for you three days strait, and when you get home, you work him like a dog in the bedroom. He's beginning to feel unappreciated."

"Really? Maybe I should go eat his wonderfully prepared food right now."

"Maybe you should show him differently." Miroku replied in a low husky whisper.

Sango rolled him over, and took the dominant position. "Perhaps, I should just show him, how much I enjoy his taste." She suggested as she laid a trail of kisses from his neck in a southward direction.

"That would be per…" Miroku never finished his sentence. He closed his eyes in pure bliss as his girlfriend enjoyed her salty dessert.

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"I brought you chocolates, Kanna. I know they're your favorites." Kagura kneeled before her sister, her red skirt almost touching the ground. Kanna did not acknowledge her sister. Instead, she continued to sit on the garden bench of the old asylum holding her silver mirror against her chest and staring into space.

"Kagura, how sweet to see you again." An older western woman in an old fashion habit walked towards her.

"Thank you, Sister Teresa. Has she spoken at all?" They both turned towards the young girl with the snowy white hair.

"No, but she also hasn't gotten violent, which is always good." Kagura tugged on the hem of her sleeveless black turtle neck before sitting next to her sister and holding her. Kanna did not protestor lean into the embrace. She remained her shell-like self.

"You do understand, Kagura, that the possibilities of your sister ever speaking again are slim to none."

"But she gets violent at times…she can feel emotion."

"I wish I could agree, but those are just broken synapses of the brain. What the tumor did not destroy, the operation did. We explained to you how the mind works, the extensive brain damage your sister received will for ever prevent her from talking or communicating with us. She lives in her own world; God only knows what she sees."

"I do." Kagura replied. "She sees Sesshomaru. He was the only thing she ever wanted…her reason for living, so to speak."

"Don't be so harsh! The tumor had made her unreasonable. I suggest you remember how unstable she was before you blame that young man for your sister's predicament. He did not make Kanna sick, and if her mental state when she came to me was any indication of what had happened, then my money is, he didn't sleep with her either."

"I can't believe that, Sister…that would mean that I hurt an innocent man. That would mean I have no reason to push the man my sister loves away from me." Kagura whispered as she held Kanna closer.

"Would that be so bad?"

"Yes, it would."

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"Dad, I'm home!" Rin smiled as she walked into the great home of the Lord of the Western Lands. She threw her book bag and shoes in a corner by the entrance without any regard to the antique shoe stand made of youkai bones, as a disgruntled lizard stared at her.

"That is not the proper way to behave in the Sesshomaru-sama's house. I have taught you better than that!"

"Don't blow a fuse, Jaken! You're such a drag!"

"Do not speak to me in such a manner, young lady!"

"Chill, Jaken, you're not my mother!" The bouncy fifteen-year-old walked past the toad servant and went into her father's other feudal office without knocking. Her uniform skirt had been slightly rolled up and she wore her overgrown grey field hokey sweater slightly unzipped. She walked up to her father's mahogany desk and gave him her brightest smile. She had taken to wearing a pigtail on the side of her head, as if she just stepped out of the eighties, but anyone who knew her free-spirit would say it was a reflection of a happy soul. "Hey dad."

"Rin."

"I have a game Saturday at eight, can you make it?"

"Morning, yes." Rin smiled brightly. "They are going to let me play in this one."

"Congratulations."

"And I was wondering if it would be ok to invite Kagura." She asked flashing him her best puppy eyes.

"I don't recall Kagura liking sports."

"Please dad. I really like having her around."

"I was unaware you two had gotten close."

"Well, puberty kinda helped, dad." Rin blushed.

"Would you have preferred to get the talk from Jaken?"

"No. I'm really grateful that you asked Kagura…Dad, you don't date!"

"What does that have to do with the price of tea in China?"

"And uncle Yasha dates too much…look, I kinda like having a woman around this house, and I've known Kagura for ages. She's totally cool and easy to talk to. I kinda just wanna have her around. Is that a bad thing?" She looked sadly onto her adoptive father.

"No, it's not a bad thing."

"So, it's ok if I call her?"

"Hai."

"Thank you, daddy." She threw her arms around her father in a quick hug. She rushed out of the room pulling out her cell phone from her pocket before turning towards him. "I don't know why you two don't get along, but I'm glad I have you both." She walked out of the room leaving Sesshomaru to ponder a disturbing fact.

"In the time that I have had her custody, I have failed to provide her with an adequate mother. Perhaps I should start to date again…" His eyes traveled to an ancient fan that adorned one of his walls. "Perhaps, I should just try to make amends with you."

He closed his tired eyes. Six years ago, he had found Rin on the side of a rainy road, and with her, the will to keep living. She had been inside the car as it flipped six times before crashing against the railing. It was still unsure how she walked away, but it was obvious she had seen her parents mangled bodies before that. She had been lucky. Walking in the rain in a summer kimono during the worst storm of the past two decades, she hadn't seen Sesshomaru's car. He had swerved just in time, and having a completely desolated road, spared him from a further wreck.

He never questioned running out of the car, taking his jacket and wrapping it around the young girl. A few miles later, he had found the accident and the emergency response vehicles. Rin had been walking for two or three hours in a state of shock. How she managed not to get sick was a miracle, but there was the question that she was alone in this world. Sesshomaru knew how she felt: His father and mother were now both dead, Kagura had forsaken him and betrayed him with his own brother. This girl needed a family, and he needed a reason to live. Kagura pushed him away and strait into the nine-year-old's arms. For months, she would only eat if Sesshomaru was with her, only smile for him, and only speak for him. He spent a small fortune in the best medical care, but what brought Rin back to the world of the living was his constant attention. He wasn't an affectionate man, but his mere presence soothed the young girl. Sesshomaru rubbed his neck remembering the stiffness from the nights he had slept in the chair by her bed because she was afraid to sleep alone.

Business had kept Kagura close, and it pained him to know whose bed she ran to when feeling lonely, but Rin had taken an instant liking to her, and the woman, who never had liked children, fell in love with her. Kagura had taken a personal stake on the girl, though she made it clear that it would not change things between them. She had researched psycho dance therapy and enrolled Rin in it. She was the one driving the girl to Ballet practices, helping her pick out new wardrobes, teaching her about bras and more recently, about women subjects. It was no wonder Rin felt Kagura was the closest thing she had to a mother. Over the years, he had wanted to push Kagura away from Rin, away from his sight, but he couldn't deny his daughter anything.

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"I'm glad you're feeling better, Inu Yasha." Kagome smiled as they walked back to her car. Little Inu had gone back into hiding without the need of extremely cold beverages, which, in Inu Yasha's mind, was always a good thing. Now, long past sunset, they were walking towards Kagome's car. The city seemed to have fallen asleep as the business district remained almost completely void of pedestrians.

"Keh. I just wished we hadn't missed the movie."

"It's ok. There isn't anything good out, and I am really tired. All I want to do is go home strip naked and cartwheel into bed."

Inu Yasha was very tempted to thrash little Inu apart for today's `playfulness.' But, then he realized he would only be inflicting himself more pain. Well, at least he now knew Kagura had been right. By laying off a little, Kagome was relaxing her guard around him. "Soon, very soon, Kagome," Inu Yasha thought evilly. They reached her car, and he prepared to restrain himself.

"Do you want a lift to your car?"

"Keh." He smiled inwardly.

"You know, I don't speak Keh, or growls, so I would appreciate it if we stuck to Japanese."

"How about a quick lesson?" Inu Yasha offered as he trapped her against the car and himself. "Keh's are all about deliverance: pure, raw, primal emotion." Inu Yasha's hot breath was caressing her lips as he leaned in to talk in a hoarse whisper. Kagome felt her body become num as he hypnotized her with his golden eyes. "The growls are a bit different. They are a symbol of male virulence and instinctual communication. You can tell how good a bitch an inu youkai has found, by her ability to read them. Only the most compatible of couples have complete growl communication."

"Really?" Kagome swallowed hard. He wasn't doing anything inappropriate, except maybe standing a little too close for comfort, yet he was making her heart beat faster and her legs feel weak.

"Yeah." He leaned closer and growled simple courting growl, knowing it would vibrate through her. Her body heat instantly shot up as her mouth became dry, but her heartbeat remained steady. "Receptive," he smiled. "I told you we had great chemistry." His arms slipped around her as he leaned down and kissed her waiting lips. Kagome's mind was fuzzy as she felt him try to dominate her lips and tongue. She had forgotten how much she enjoyed kissing. His tongue intertwined with hers as his hands took a better grip on her body. Suddenly, there was warmth pooling in between her legs, and the scent it was emitting was causing the hanyou to growl with satisfaction. He held her steady as they broke for air. Kagome's face flushed with an unfamiliar excitement, too disorientated to notice little Inu twitching as it tried to come to life.

"I hope you didn't think that was, too forward, Kagome." Inu Yasha gave her his sexiest arrogant smirk. The comment brought her back to Earth as she assessed the situation from Inu Yasha's arms.

"A bit, but it isn't like your kisses aren't predictable."

"Nani?" What was she getting at.

"You kiss the same way every time, truly limiting your potential." How the hell did she get her voice under control? It didn't matter, as long as it held.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Inu Yasha's anger rose as he felt the direct hit to his manhood.

"You lack imagination…"

"Well, you seemed to enjoy my lack of imagination just fine." He retorted.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. You are a good kisser."

"Great kisser." He corrected.

"Good, to be great is to dominate every possible style. You only explore the violent harsh and fast. It's like your trying to simulate a good fuck, which isn't bad but there is more…here let me just show you." Kagome leaned towards the gruff hanyou and softly pressed her lips against his. Gently, she nibbled on the lower full lip, and she began to slowly kiss it afterwards. At this point it was easy to slip her tongue into his mouth and trace the surprise patterns of his taste buds. It was painfully sweet torture, and when Inu Yasha tried to take over the kiss, she gave him an angry grunt. He backed down and let her slide her tongue against his as she pleased. Teasingly, she flicked her tongue against his fang, knowing it would prick. Smiling knowingly, she let him suck sensuously slow on the wound until it was clean. When they broke for air she allowed her lips to caress his lower lip once again before softly nipping his chin in a joking jester. He paused a second in surprise before doing the same to her nose. She looked up surprised, and found it hard to breathe when she felt how much her kiss had affected him.

"I'm sorry," she began as she turned to blush, but he only kissed her cheek instead. They both knew he could take her on the hood of the car, or if he showed some restraint, her backseat, but he didn't pursue the venture.

"I need to walk, but thanks for the offer." He gave a guttural reply. "I want to make you dinner. How about Friday night, my place?" He saw her look of uncertainty, so he added, "no strings attached."

"It sounds nice. I'll bring dessert."

"You are dessert." Inu Yasha thought as he watched her drive away. He turned to walk towards his car, praying to ever god alive that every thief in the city would pick tonight to mess with him. He needed an outlet for all this sexual frustration. Perhaps, Sesshomaru was up for a spar.

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You guys are awesome reviewers, but this is the last update for the week. I'm going home tomorrow for my friend's birthday, and then I have the intro to my thesis due on Monday. I'm aiming for my next update to be Wednesday, but no promises.

Oh, some of you were scared I would start putting in lemons too soon, and others thought I couldn't do it fast enough. This is the last chapter that I'm going to beat around the bush with citrus. It was more practice than anything else, but I just didn't feel right going into more than that without fully exploring Miroku and Sango's relationship. As for the Inu/Kag lemon/lime, I'm going to work it like a real relationship, where they are taking things one step at a time. It may seem a bit rushed, but they have to get married in five months, so they're working on a deadline folks. Besides, I feel that they are moving at their pace. And if I go any slower, poor Little Inu won't make it until the end of the fic. Don't worry; the actual lemon won't happen for some time. But, like Souta said, there are 3 other bases to explore, and trust me, Kagome is ready to explore. Now, if only I could keep Inu Yasha behaving, for the most part.

Oh, and for those of you who were concerned that this would turn into the Rose Colored Lenses with deaths and car crashes, and horrible cliffhangers:

No Naraku, no one trying to kill Inu…well Kag when he gets her really angry. I really can't handle a major villain in all of this, especially with Inu Yasha being so good at saying the wrong thing at the right time. We have so many underlying plots that this story might be 27 chapters:

Sango/Miroku getting together. (Remember she is dating the boss)

Kagura/Sesshomaru reconciling

Kagura makes peace with her sister

Sesshomaru lets go of the past.

Keiji surviving his granddaughter's wrath when she finds out the truth.

Inu Yasha opening his heart

Falling in love

Making friends

LEARNING TO RESPECT WOMEN

Rin…she is 3 plots just by herself, which I won't reveal

Shippo...He will be there

Kagome losing her fear of intimacy

Hojo, what was his problem

Kagome's reaction

Inu's reaction

If I give up anymore, there won't be any more surprise plot twist, but do you see how hard this would get to manage if I added Naraku into the equation. So, I don't think I will crash cars, but you guys know how much I love to kill characters…or do I?

I am the self proclaimed queen of cliffhangers! I will find new ways to keep you in suspense.

Please don't compare this to the other story plot wise. They really have nothing to do with each other. This one is based on greed, lust and being stupid enough to fall in love with your wife/husband.

Enjoy. I'm off to study!