InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Ad ❯ Mirror, Mirror ( Chapter 16 )

A/N: WARNING: This chapter contains adult situations not suitable for younger readers. If you've ignored the R, please don't anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ch.16

Mirror, Mirror

"Let me in! I want to see my sister!" Kagura was distraught as she banged on the front door of Saint Jude's House for the Mentally Unstable. Sister Teresa was surprised to find her there when she opened the door.

"Kagura, child, what's wrong?"

"I need to see my sister, now!" Kagura demanded, no longer being able to hold back the tears. She was shaking as the old nun led her through the pale white narrow halls to her sister's dark plain white patted-walled chamber. Kanna was lying in a tranquil sleep as she held on to her mirror like it a teddy bear. Kagura broke down in sobs as she pushed the hair back from her sister's face. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I really am."

"Kagura, what happened?" Sister Teresa asked while offering the young woman a couple of sedatives. Kagura declined.

"I did a horrible thing. I betrayed my sister."

"Now, I find that hard to believe. By the way you love your sister, I can tell you would never betray her." The old woman tried to sooth as she took a seat next to the youkai.

"But I did…After all I suffered, I did the same thing to my sister she did to me."

"I don't follow."

"I kissed Sesshomaru Takahashi today." Kagura confessed as she brushed away her tears.

"That's wonderful!" Teresa's smile was quickly chased away as she saw the look of furry in the youkai's eyes.

"No it's not! I kissed the man my sister loves, and I enjoyed it! Kami, all I wanted to do was pull him closer and kiss him again and again…I wanted to pretend the last six years didn't happen…I wanted to surrender myself in his arms and let him love me like he use to…I wanted to give him the love I have had for him these past six years." Kagura was crying and screaming and gasping for breath. She was exhausted as she looked on to her slumbering sister in envy. At least she could rest.

"Why didn't you?"

"Because…I betrayed my sister enough."

"I think it was because you are afraid to love him again." Kagura's eyes flashed red as she raised them to meet the old woman's.

"I am not afraid of anything!"

"Then why have you never seriously dated again?"

"Because…I'm not a hypocrite. I know I can only love one man. If not him, no one."

Sister Teresa took a deep breath before she slowly patted Kagura's back. "Kagura, what happened six years ago? And I don't mean the abridged edited version you have given me in the past!" Kagura took a more comfortable seat by her sister's bed and looked off to an empty corner as quiet tears ran down her cheeks.

"A few days after his father's funeral, Kanna and I went to the old Western Mansion. We knew Sesshomaru was moving to his mother's house…the mansion he now lives in, and we figured we could help. By that time, we knew Kanna was unstable, but we didn't know of the tumor or the actual affliction. She tended to act like a spoiled brat, and that day she seemed to be behaving. Keiji came over to help, and we each took a part of the house. Around three, Keiji told me Sesshomaru was looking for me…that he was in his father's old room and wanted my company. I didn't question it…I just went." Kagura swallowed the lump in her throat as she tried to retell the hardest part of the story. "The door was locked and I could hear Kanna screaming and moaning and making strange sounds. I thought she locked herself in to make a scene or to hurt herself, so I took the spare master key Sesshomaru had given me and opened the door…" Kagura turned to the nun and finished. "He had her against the wall. Her clothes were torn, and when I talked to her, she told me everything they had done in there."

"Did you ever ask him?"

"I didn't need to. My sister wouldn't lie to me."

"But she would sleep with the man you openly loved." The old woman scolded.

"We weren't official…Inu Yasha didn't know." Kagura tried to explain.

"Inu Yasha was away in college. Kanna was with you every day." Sister Teresa protested.

"Her version fit with what I saw!"

"What did he say?"

"Lies!" Kagura erupted.

"What lies?"

"He said that she ripped her own clothes and threw herself at him…that he was only trying to restrain her, so she wouldn't hurt anyone."

"To me, that makes more sense." Kagura gave the old nun the evil eye, but the old woman just smiled warmly. "Were his clothes torn? Were his pants around his ankles?"

"I-I don't remember."

"Then they weren't which fits with what he was saying."

"Are you saying my sister lied?" Kagura asked offended.

"No, I'm saying she was delusional."

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Kagome wasn't sure what possessed her to be so blatantly forward, but she didn't care. Right now, she was working on instinct, and she seemed to be on the right track. She was surprised to find how easily Inu Yasha's belt came off, and even more surprised to find discover that he really did go commando, not that she ever doubted it. He gasped as Kagome made quick work of freeing Little Inu. She was hesitant as she blindly estimated his size, which was still changing. Kagome ran her fingers along his length as he nipped her neck. "Is he purring?" Kagome wondered as she realized how much bigger Inu Yasha was than Hojo. "That's supposed to fit inside me? I know he's a hanyou, but this is huge! I mean, Hojo was big, or so I was told, and he has to be at least twice as big as Hojo, if not more!"

Kagome's idle wonderings were the distraction Inu Yasha needed to regain control of the situation. He was willing to let her take charge from time to time, but he was an inu youkai, and a proud one. There was no way he was going to let his bitch please him without first taking care of her. Who said studying was boring?

With a quick swipe of his wrist, he cleared the kitchen table and laid her back on it. He never stopped attending her neck, so Kagome only half noticed the changed in scenery. She could feel his manhood close to her core, so she knew he had taken control. She gasped as she felt his claws dangerously close to her chest…but wasn't she wearing a thick sweater? "Inu Yasha…" she began gasping, "please…tell me you didn't do what I think you did."

The hanyou smirked against the skin of her collar bone. He had been a good puppy for far too long, and nothing was going to stop him from pleasing his bitch tonight: not the blue sweater or the red and black laced bra she was wearing. He smiled proudly realizing it was the one he had given her the night before. He felt her tremble underneath him as she looked down at him with her eyes half glazed over in lust and half glazed over in worry. "Inu no, please…I only got to wear it today." The hanyou smiled softly at her to relax her, and without taking his eyes from her, he slipped his claws underneath the clasp between her breasts and snapped it open.

Kagome's protest died in her lips the minute his mouth began to worship her breasts. Her brain was already mush from the intense study session, and his touch always sent her brain to a more primal mode. She was on such a natural high that she never noticed his hands trailing lower. Trying to not temp fate too much, he carefully unbuttoned her jeans. As he trailed his lips lower on her body, he slipped his hand inside her jeans for a quick tease.

"Inu Yasha!" Kagome quickly tensed beneath him as she pulled away. He growled in annoyance.

"You think you're the only one allowed to tease?" He asked taking a firmer hold on her hips. He leaned down to begin his ministrations again, but she stopped him. She stunk of fear and tension.

"Inu Yasha, before this goes any further, we need to have a long talk." The hanyou whimpered as he saw all hopes of a wild night with his girlfriend fly out the window. He leaned down and hugged her to hide the need he had at that moment.

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Rin waited nervously as she paced back and forth in her pink "girl-power" room. She and Kagura had a long conversation before entering Sesshomaru's office, in which she found how dangerous her game had been. She wasn't worried about Souta's safety: she was sure her uncle would protect him. She was worried about the relationship between her father and the wind youkai. When she had asked Shippo to add the little Yura comment on the email, she hoped to make Kagura jealous enough to start fighting for her father. Rin wasn't stupid, and she understood she would need several of those encounters before things took shape. Unfortunately, she would never get the chance. The email they had picked seemed innocent enough to their eyes. How was she supposed to know it was an underhanded trick from her father to try and take over her company? She sighed quietly as she realized that she may have single-handedly ruined her father's chances with the wind youkai.

Rin sat up nervously when she heard a knock at her door. "Come in." She was surprised to see her father and not Kagura.

"Kagura wasn't feeling well. She will talk to you in the morning." He explained as he took a seat on Rin's pink tie-die bed. The stoic youkai looked out of place as he sat surrounded by Power Puff Girls' posters and stuffed animals. "I've been thinking, and I've come to realize that if I were to forbid you to see that boy, you would go behind my back and see him anyhow."

"I wouldn't betray you!" Rin protested.

"Would you stop seeing him?" Rin looked away unsure how to answer. "At your age…in youkai years, I had a crush on the most beautiful girl on the street, but my father didn't approve. So, I omitted the fact that I was seeing her. He found out in the worst of ways, and never forgave me for it. I know that was the start of the bridge in our relationship. I don't want the same thing to happen with us, Rin."

"You know I'll always love you, daddy." Sesshomaru gave her one of his rare smiles.

"I'll agree to let you continue seeing him as long as he does it the proper way: he is to pick you up at this house and drop you off as well. You must ask permission to go places with him like you would ask to out with any of your friends, and I must meet him immediately. Have him come over for diner tomorrow…Oh and Rin," he added as he started to leave, "one lie and I will forbid this relationship."

"Thank you daddy! I promise, no more lies!" She hugged her father and thanked Kagura for whatever she had said.

"Good night."

"Daddy, do you still want to talk about my economics project?"

"You were fake buying stock and building a portfolio, right?"

"Not fake buying; we really did trade, under our parent's name. Remember, you signed a trust at the beginning of the year?"

"Oh, right. So what was the problem?"

"Well, I bought a lot of stock from two companies, and my teacher says I need to diversify, but I don't know how."

"You bought our company stock and Kagura's right?"

"Yes, I only have a few hundred shares from our company but I have about ten thousand from Kagura's."

"You have, how much?" Sesshomaru was certain his ears had deceived him.

"Ten thousand, why?"

"That's about ten percent of the company. Sweetheart considering that Kagura owns 88 percent, that makes you the next largest shareholder of Kaze designs."

"And that's good?"

"Hai…" Sesshomaru smirked as he began a new plan.

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"Was it absolutely necessary to rip my favorite shirt?" Kagome complained as she tried to cover herself with what was left of the blue sweater.

"Keh!" Inu Yasha grumbled as he sat on the chair in front of her with his pants well buttoned and zipped. That woman was going to be the end of him.

"Inu Yasha, please try to act like an adult! This is hard enough for me as it is!" Kagome complained.

"Not as hard as me!" Inu Yasha complained as he pointed to the obvious bulge in his jeans. Kagome blushed and looked away, trying to find the right words. "Why did you start it if you weren't willing to finish it?"

"You misinterpret me…I was willing to finish it, but you didn't let me!"

"What kind of man doesn't please his bitch first?"

"Inu Yasha, I am not a bitch!"

"Keh, you're my bitch!"

"Inu Yasha!" Kagome stood up in rage. "What the fuck is your problem?" Inu Yasha looked up in slight surprise: she rarely cursed. But, he was too angry to heed the warning.

"My problem is that you were scared of my touch!"

"What?" Kagome asked in confusion.

"When you stopped me, you were scared! Of me!" He shouted.

"Not of you, of where your hands were!" She raised her voice to meet his.

"My hands are a part of me; therefore, you were scared of me! Why?" He demanded banging the kitchen table, which surprisingly didn't collapse.

"That's what I am trying to explain to you!" She shot back.

"There is no explaining a betrayal like that! How dare you be scared of me? Haven't I abided by all your rules? Haven't I respected you? Haven't I…"

"I WASN'T SCARED OF YOU! I was scared of the fucking pain!" Kagome blurted out.

"Nani?" The strange response put a momentary hold on his anger. Kagome tried to avoid the intense hold of his amber eyes, but he was examining her deeply, looking into her soul.

"I don't like second…it hurts too much?" She replied as she began to pace.

"Huh?" Inu Yasha was thoroughly confused, but not ignorant of her discomfort. He approached her and tried to put his arms around her, but she didn't respond to his touch. Instead, she continued talking.

"Hojo and I tried it several times, and each time it hurt more than anything else. The last time I was sore for a day and a half."

"Even after…all that time?" Inu Yasha could fathom openly asking about their rutting. As far as he was concern, Hojo's scent and claim had already washed off her skin, and soon he would wash away the memory of Hojo and replace it with his own.

"The last time was a few weeks before we broke up." Kagome responded truthfully.

"But then, why did you start this if you didn't like it?"

"Because, I didn't think it was fair for you not to get any relief because of my discomfort. I was and am willing to…"

"Oh hells no! You get to pleasure me, but I don't get to pleasure you! That is highly unfair!" Inu Yasha protested.

"For whom?" Kagome asked indignantly.

"Kagome, don't you know anything about men? The greatest pleasure comes from knowing we've satisfied our female!"

"You satisfy me just fine…"

"Fine isn't enough! Not when there is a world of opportunities out there.

"Inu Yasha, please try to understand."

"What? That I'm being punished because Hobo screwed up again!"

"His name is Hojo!" Kagome snapped back with a few tears escaping her eyes. The smell of salt made Inu Yasha nervous. He had no idea how to deal with a crying woman. He tried to hold her, but she stepped out of his arms. "Can't you understand how embarrassing this is for me? Every step of the way, I have to reveal the inadequacies in my old relationship, and if that wasn't enough, I have to confide in you that something is wrong with me!"

"Nothing is wrong with you! It was Homo's fault!" Inu Yasha interceded.

"His name is Hojo! And, if it wasn't his fault, how come his current girlfriend has no complaints?"

"Do you? Aren't I satisfying you?" Inu Yasha asked as he stalked his claim.

"Y-yes." She answered unsure of the look in his eye.

"Then there is nothing wrong with you." He replied softly as he kissed her.

"Then why do I feel so inadequate?"

"Because you are in my kitchen wearing no bra with a sweater ripped down the center, accidentally flashing me…and you aren't that kind of girl?" Inu Yasha guessed. Kagome gave him a weak smile. "Come on, lets get you into one of the things I bought you."

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"Please Sango." Miroku begged as they sat on her comfortable beige couch. The lights were dim in the living room and the volume on the television set was low. The movie they were half watching was on the slow romantic lovemaking scene, and Sango was in an 'ignore my boyfriend because he is acting like a pest' mood.

"No means no, Miroku. You should know that by now."

"Just this once." He asked again as he began to nip her neck. "I'll be a good boy I promise."

"You'll be a good boy because you know that otherwise I'll kick you out of my apartment."

"I'll make it worth your while." He said in a suggestive tone. Sango was about to reply when the phone rang.

"Higurashi-sama…yes she's studying hard…Right now, she is taking a power nap. She said to wake her in half an hour, but I think she'll end up sleeping through the night…I'll tell her. Good night." Sango hung up and smiled at her boyfriend. She picked up her cell phone and text messaged her friend. "How much you want to bet she's going to get caught anyhow?"

"I don't bet when I know I'm going to lose…Sango?"

"Yes?" Her voice was strained.

"Please?"

"Damn it Miroku, if you want popcorn so damn badly, you can get up and make it yourself!"

"But yours taste better!" Miroku complained as his girlfriend hit him over the head with a pillow.

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"That's the underwear drawer." Inu Yasha pointed out as they entered his barren bedroom. Kagome noticed the walls were brick and without any pictures. White sheet-like curtains hung from the ceiling, half-covering the windows. The bed was on the center of the back wall. The large thick mattress was set on top of a wooden oak base with a matching head board, and a night stand on either side. The wall next to the bathroom door had a wall to wall closet with doors made of matching wood and design. To the right of the entrance was Inu Yasha's bureau with vanity mirror, where the underwear drawer was located. Even though it was obvious the room was new and decorated with expensive furniture, it bothered Kagome that it was so barren: just the necessities on the bureau, no pictures, white sheets, etc. It looked more like an abandoned home than his apartment. Kagome didn't get a chance to ask him about his décor.

"What is this?" Kagome asked lifting a red piece of lace.

"Crotch-less thongs." Inu Yasha answered proudly. Kagome blushed as she put the item back and lifted another that didn't look right. "Edible panties," Inu Yasha explained when he saw her confused expression. Kagome kept searching the drawer and found a matching set of leather underwear, which she couldn't fathom being comfortable to wear, a couple of teddies, one of which was made of chains, and a few other items she preferred not to have identified.

"Don't you have anything comfortable or normal?" Kagome asked as she searched for a regular bra. Inu Yasha, who had sat down on the bed to try to ignore the annoyance of not having his way with his girlfriend, replied,

"Try towards the back of the drawer." He laid back cursing the idiot of his bitch's ex, and what he saw gave him an idea. "Oye, Kagome…does it hurt when you do it?"

"Do what, Inu Yasha?" Kagome kept probing through the drawer without looking back.

"You know," he continued as he quietly walked behind her, "touch yourself." Kagome blushed as red as a coke can, and, before she could escape, he had slid his arms around her waist.

"I-I don't do that…" Kagome stuttered.

"Why not? Don't tell me that you think it's wrong." Inu Yasha teased.

"No-it-it's just that everyone has preferences, and that one isn't mine." Kagome tried to explain. She was terribly embarrassed. It wasn't as if she had never discussed the subject before; it was just that it seemed wrong to talk about that with a man.

"Have you ever tried it?" He asked as he let his voice lower a few octaves.

"N-no."

"Then how do you know?" His voice was a hot whisper, and his lips her brushing lightly against her neck. When she looked up, all she could see was their reflection on the mirror, which strangely added to her now mounting arousal.

"It-it hurt so bad…why would I want to try?" She had a good point, so he began to nip her neck to distract her from it.

"Maybe he was doing it wrong." He replied as his hand lowered to her womanhood. She tensed immediately. "And, if you don't learn to relax, then it will always hurt." He began to pay attention to the back of her neck and upper back. She was relaxing again. He waited until her eyes rolled back in pleasure before suggesting, "I could teach you."

"Teach me what?" He lowered his hand in a teasing motion to answer her. "I'll stick with what I know."

"Don't tell me you're scared!" Inu Yasha teased.

"Don't tell me you're an insensitive jerk!" Kagome responded with anger. Inu Yasha chuckled.

"There's nothing to be scared of. You would have all the control. I would only be a guide." He suggested as he led her towards the bed.

"Maybe another time…"

"Don't leave for tomorrow, what you can do today." He chided. With a quick hop, he had them both lying back on his bed. Kagome yelped in surprise, but the new addition to Inu Yasha's room caught her attention.

"That's new." Kagome said as she pointed to the ceiling. Inu Yasha chuckled.

"The mirror? Yeah, I just had it installed. Kagura thought you would appreciate it."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, she thinks this would encourage me to try new positions." Kagome swallowed hard. She had always known that Inu Yasha wanted to have sex with her, but she never fathom that he would put so much thought into it. He was obviously looking for something more than the time a one-night stand would give, and as Inu Yasha propped Kagome half on his body so he could put is hands over hers, she trembled with the knowledge that the man behind her, holding her, seducing her, truly desired her. "Relax. Let my hands guide yours. If you want to stop, you can, but I don't recommend it." He whispered as he brought her hands to her chest, just above her torn sweater.

"You must always begin with a good fantasy and visual…and if I have my way, I'll be the only fantasy and visual you'll every want or need." He whispered hotly causing her to swallow hard. She was surprised to find how arousing the situation was, but everything with Inu Yasha was always surprisingly sexually pleasing. She put little resistance when he motioned her hands to push the sweater away, and getting her to caress her breast wasn't difficult. Controlling Little Inu, who hadn't fully recovered from their previous encounter, was. Inu Yasha breathed deeply. This was for her. He would get his later, with interest.

Kagome watched herself with amazement as she saw herself lower her hands, caressing her skin, shivering when she softly trailed her nails towards her navel. She felt as if she was having a very intense outer body experience, which was helping her fallow Inu Yasha's directive. She was beginning to feel a lustful warmness spread from her navel to the rest of her body as a strange need for pressure began to increase between her legs.

Inu Yasha led her hand to her jean covered womanhood and had her rub it. The pressure provided a momentary relief, but she needed more. The musk of his scent had invaded most of her senses; his voice drowned out her voice of reason. In essence she was becoming his slave.

"Unbutton your jeans." He whispered hotly. "You know you need to. Let me see you do it. You know you want to." Kagome was trembling as she let him raise her hand to the waist of her jeans. She obeyed him slowly and timidly, and the power rush he felt at that moment caused him to swallow hard. Little Inu was pressing hard against his jeans, and he knew that if she kept her movements that slow, he would have an accident in his pants. But, how could he stop his ministrations now that she was so close to overcoming her personal taboos? "Push them down. You know you want to see yourself."

Kagome was surprise to find herself lifting her hips slightly of the bed to push her jeans down. When had she lost all control?

Inu Yasha smiled as he use his claws to rip the sides of her black satin panties. The sudden flood of her aroused scent made him growl in appreciation and frustration. He needed to satisfy his bitch. He led her hand underneath the satin, knowing it would fall away. He swallowed hard, knowing he wouldn't be the one actually touching her. He pushed her hand down, but she pulled back, her body tensing slightly.

"Don't be nervous, or it will hurt. Relax. Look for that bundle of nerves…that gift from the gods designed purely for pleasure." Inu Yasha wasn't sure how he kept his voice from cracking or the growl from escaping. His youkai was insisting he touch her, he please her and in turn, he please himself. But, he knew this chance would never present itself again.

Kagome relaxed slightly and let him guide her hand once again. This time, he raised one to her breasts to distract her, while he lowered the other one. He was slow and tentative with the other one, allowing her to explore herself, her touch. She gasped when she brushed against her clitoris. The building tension between her legs was becoming unbearable. She half opened her eyes and saw their reflection and realized she had never seen anything as sexual or arousing in her life. It was like a visual aphrodisiac. Her senses flooded by the demon corrupting her, Kagome used one finger to begin to relieve the tension.

Her moans were like sweet nectar to the hanyou's ears as he looked at her in the mirror. He couldn't take the torture any longer, and using his claws, he carefully ripped away his jeans, releasing his erection. He followed her rhythm as he stared at their reflection as spellbound as she was. Kagome opened her glazed eyes and saw him. This filled her with a new need as her hips began to push against her hand. She slipped her hand from under his before he could stop her and slipped it over his. She pushed it towards her core and when he hesitated slightly confused, she begged, "Please."

His eyes flashed red as he gladly took over. Kagome moaned loudly as his finger fit her better than hers. She was a bit tensed at first, but then completely relaxed as the pain never came. Her hand blindly searched for little Inu and began to trace his length lightly with her nails. He growled in pleasure as she whispered, "Touch me." With both his hands occupied on her body, she began to touch and explore him. He had the better position, but she was agile, and determined to bring him pleasure. Her small hands made quick work of the large little Inu as she began to lose her grip on reality. Inu Yasha bit his lip until he tasted his own blood trying to keep from coming before her. She felt the pressure mount; something was going to explode within her. "Inu Yasha!" She screamed as she climax, her voice bringing him over the edge.

She was in such a state of euphoria she didn't feel Inu Yasha move. It had taken him a few minutes to recover, but was please to see that she was still on her high. "That should teach her never to fear my touch!" He thought proudly as he removed his jeans and grabbed a clean towel from his nightstand. He quickly cleaned himself before turning and doing the same for her. Now that he had her completely naked, he admired her beauty. She was still out of breath, and her skin was flushed from their activities. He brushed away her matted hair and whispered, "You're beautiful."

Kagome turned half dazed towards him and smiled before draping her hand at the nape of his neck. She pulled him down for a long unrushed kiss. "I take it you like it." He smiled against her skin.

"Yes." She replied in a raspy voice. Had she screamed that loudly? Inu Yasha smirked, knowing she had lost her voice for him.

"Do you still want to study?" He asked as he nuzzled her neck.

"What time is it?"

"Twelve-thirty."

"Set the alarm for five-thirty…I think I need some sleep." He smiled knowingly as he stretched himself next to her. She laid her head on his shoulder. He smiled as he looked at their naked intertwined bodies. She hadn't asked for clothes, and he wasn't stupid enough to offer. After all, didn't he normally sleep in the nude?

He grabbed the white comforter and wrapped them in it as Kagome stirred in her sleep. "Inu Yasha," she mumbled, "hold me, please: I'm cold." He wrapped his arms around her tightly before whispering,

"Gladly."

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Yes I know this chapter took for ever, but I have a good reason. One, I had a job interview, and two, it was hard to write the lime…I can't believe I wrote that! I am three shades of red. I hope this gives you guys enough lime for a little while. The lemon…that one isn't coming as fast. Lime, always.