InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Girl and the Band ❯ The Secret ( Chapter 13 )

AN: Okay, writing a fanfiction is decidedly harder while taking senior year. Crap. Oh well, if most of you stopped reading, I don't blame you. But for the others, I'm back. Anyway, lots of you have asked for more fluff and if there will be a lemon. Number one, who do you think I am? I get just as frustrated as you when the main characters on the real show don't just get it over with and kiss. So trust me, *evil grin*, in my world, no fluff is not an option. Number two; you are reading an R rated fic, the highest rating offered. Although Fanfiction has been deleting stories with lemons, this story was written with the plan for a lemon and it will stay that way. On Mediaminer, it is rated NC-17. Ten guesses what that rating means. So anyway, yes to fluff, yes to lemon. Be patient and our two lovy-dovies will eventually get together properly.

Disclaimer: My thirteenth disclaimer…and my answer is still no. I don't own pink panties-I mean, Inuyasha. Thank you.

I HAVE A BETA READER NAMED KIAH. YAY! Just thought I'd announce that. Hopefully this means my chapters will be less confusing and more grammatically correct.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The Secret

Kagome sighed as she began to awaken from her sleep. She felt warm and protected and wonderfully rested. It was probably the best sleep she had in a while, but her conscious was trying to tell her something she couldn't quite figure out.

She opened her eyes slowly and blinked several times to clear her vision. Her eyes widened in curiosity at what she saw. She blinked a few more times to make sure it wasn't a figment of her imagination.

No, Inuyasha was most definitely sleeping in her bed with his long arms wrapped soundly around her. 'That accounts for feeling warm and protected. Wait, this isn't my bed; this is Inuyasha's bed…or his spare bed anyway.'

The memory of last night's proceeding raced through her head. Oh God, she was still going to kill him. She continued to lie calmly in his arms, plotting the best course of action. 'I could scream until the house falls down and kick Inuyasha out of the room, but…' she thought, glancing down at his serene face, 'I'll probably never get this kind of chance to observe his face. He looks so… peaceful and…' she searched for the right word to describe Inuyasha. 'Peaceful'

She snorted softly, 'Inuyasha? Innocent? He just looks different without his scowl firmly in place.' She reached out and grabbed strands of his long silver hair, it through her fingers. It was soft and thick. The color was the most beautiful she had ever seen.

All of his features were perfect. He was so handsome that it took her breath away. She slowly exhaled as she examined his face. Suddenly she shook her head and laughed silently at her own obvious infatuation, her fingers still twirling his hair softly.

"Inuyasha…what am I going to do with you?"

"You could take your hands off my hair and stop staring at me." At the gruff answer to her rhetorical question, a startled Kagome quickly sat up, staring aghast at Inuyasha. Had he been awake the whole time? His eyes were still closed but he had talked, so it was possible.

She glared down and poked Inuyasha's stomach. "Are you awake?"

One lazy eyelid slid open reveling a striking amber eye, which slowly studied Kagome before closing again. "What do you think? I've been awake for about an hour. You've been awake for about ten minutes."

"How could you tell?" She asked before the more important question hit her. "Hey, if you knew I was awake, why didn't you stop me from watching you sleep?"

"Oh, is that what you were doing."

Kagome's eyes became tiny slits, "Yes. It was. Why are you still here?"

Inuyasha smiled in amusement, eyes still closed as he pulled his arms away from her to put them behind his head. "Don't you remember? Last night you begged me to stay with you."

"I did not; I asked you to stay until I feel asleep."

"Oh, so you do remember?" Inuyasha's eyes were now open and dancing with mischief.

"Yes, but I was emotionally distressed; I didn't need you to sleep with me all night."

"But that's what you meant."

"Was not." Kagome pushed herself up and leaned over Inuyasha, putting her weight on his torso.

"Was too, wench."

"Was not."

"Was too."

"Not."

"Too."

"Not."

"Too."

"Not."

"Excuse me." Both Inuyasha and Kagome turned to see Sango and Miroku standing in the doorway. Inuyasha spied Miroku's famous smirk and looked down to see that Kagome was now straddling him and that his hands and somehow managed to find their way around her shapely hips. 'How the hell did that happen?' he thought.

He looked to Kagome, "We are always caught in compromising positions. This is your fault."

"Is not! You're the one with your hands on my hips," She pointed out.

"Yeah and I suppose that you straddling me is just a coincidence."

"As a matter of fact, it is."

"You're such an idiot."

"And you're an immature mutt."

"Idiot."

"Mutt."

"Idiot."

"Mutt."

"Idi-" Sango closed the door and pulled Miroku away, leading him downstairs with her.

"Knowing them, that intelligent exchange of words could take hours," she said with a hint of sarcasm and amusement. "How anyone could get caught up in a game of repetitive one-word insults is beyond me."

"Mmm…I've never truly seen this side of Inuyasha before. He has changed much with the presence of Kagome. He seems relaxed and even…playful."

"I noticed that a little." Sango flopped down onto the couch and Miroku lowered himself into a chair.

Silence ensued for a time before Miroku decided to break it. "Sesshoumaru called yesterday and told Inuyasha we had a concert booked at the end of the month. Him and I are going in today to get details. The strange part is that Sesshoumaru told Inuyasha to stop entertaining Kagome, but Inuyasha decided that things would continue as planned…and that we don't need practice."

Sango stared disbelieving, "My God. Did he really?"

Miroku nodded his head and lifted his eyes upward in the direction of Kagome's new room, "It would seem that our visitor has had a profound effect on Inuyasha."

Sango quickly agreed, "She's good for him, and I like having her around, too."

"So do I," Miroku sighed, "But at the end of the month, she will leave."

Sango panicked, looking as if the thought had never before crossed her mind. "She can't, things won't be the same." She bit her lip, thinking. "How can we make her stay?" she wondered aloud.

Miroku scratched his chin and closed his eyes for many moments before responding. "The other day, I was innocently passing the bathroom while Kagome was taking her shower and-"

"Why you stinking pervert, I'm gonna-"

Miroku cleared his throat. "If I can finish?" Sango scoffed but gave her consent. "So I was walking by and I heard something rather peculiar. I think that if you could arrange it with Kagome, and I with Sesshoumaru, we could find a way to truly tie her to the group."

Sango smiled and rushed over to Miroku's chair, "Sounds great, tell me the plan."

Miroku and Sango leaned together, quietly discussing while small grins began to play on their faces.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Miroku, we don't have all day. If you don't get down here now, I'm leaving without you and you can take it up with my brother yourself." Inuyasha stood at the bottom of the steps, impatiently waiting for Miroku to finish preparing for their trip to the office.

"Inuyasha," a voice drifted from upstairs, "I must look presentable and these things take time."

Inuyasha rolled his eyes heavenward as he stuck his hands deep into his pockets and swung towards the door, "Stop whining about your clothes and get your ass down here!"

An irritated Miroku could be heard stomping through the hall and down the stairs. When he reached the bottom, he pierced the slouching teen with a cold glare, "I just want to match. We don't all need to look like scruffy dogs."

"I'll let that one slide because we're late. Now let's go." Inuyasha turned towards the door and sauntered out, Miroku following behind him. "You girls have a fun day. Don't do anything Inuyasha and I wouldn't do."

Kagome and Sango looked up from the couch they were reclining on and smiled.

"Promise," yelled Sango to Miroku's retreating back. When the door was closed, she turned her smile to Kagome. "So pretty much, we can do anything, because really," her face turned back to the door where the two boys had just departed, "What wouldn't those two do?"

Kagome giggled at the joke and relaxed back down. This day was going to be perfect. The morning had been great, so the day would have to be great as well. "So what are we doing?"

Sango's eyes drifted upward in thought, "Well, we could go shopping. You need some new clothes. We can take Shippo with us. But first we need to get you accustomed to your new room. I've got some ideas…ways to fight fire with fire in this little scenario."

Kagome's smile was truly genuine. She knew it was vicious and wrong, but she had come to love and cherish the simple art of pissing off Inuyasha. "Let's go to it then."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Inuyasha pulled his helmet off and hung it on his bike seat as Miroku parked his car. Both boys walked together to the large front doors of the biggest building on the block. It was tall and new, obviously the owner had lots of money and didn't mind spending it.

Inuyasha swung open the double doors and marched across the room to the elevator. Him and Miroku stepped in and the bellhop pressed the button for the top floor, Sesshoumaru's private office. Inuyasha sighed at the sappy music playing softly in the background of the elevator hum. 'Multimillion dollar company and they can't even get better elevator music.'

"Top floor." The doors slid open and the two boys stepped off. Inuyasha took a good look around. Much had changed since he was last there. Sesshoumaru always did have a thing for décor. They walked into the lavish forte and stopped at the reception desk. The old woman at the desk looked up from her paper work and sighed. She reached over to her intercom and pressed the large green button. "Your brother is here. The lecher as well."

"Then send my brother and the lecher in," a voice echoed. The woman nodded toward two doors and went back to work.

"I see she remembers you. But I'm not going to ask why she knows that side of you," Inuyasha commented as the two boys walked towards the double doors.

Miroku waved his hands in front of his face and quickly dismissed Inuyasha suspicions. "It's not what I know your thinking. She caught me proposing child-baring to one of the…younger employees last time we were here."

Inuyasha glared as he pushed the doors open, "Right Miroku, I believe you."

Both boys stepped into a large room that sumptuously furnished. There were numerous tables and chairs lining the walls, as well as comfortable couches strategically placed in the negative space. The room looked to have been designed by a professional female decorator; which was exactly why Inuyasha suspected that Sesshoumaruhad done the decorating himself.

At the opposite end of the room sat a large desk topped with neatly organized paper and writing utensils. A tall chair sat behind the desk, faced towards the windows, and as it spun around to reveal the fine-pressed Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha noted how the dramatic scene was ruined by the fact that the old "chair spins to reveal person in power" scene had already been too overdone by movies to hold any significance.

"Well, you're late, as usual," remarked the darkened face.

"If it is usual, than I would consider myself on time," countered Inuyasha as he and Miroku crossed the room and sat down before the desk.

"People are entitled to their opinions…however wrong they may be."

"Well if your definition of 'on time' isn't two hours early, then I wouldn't be late. All this money and you can't even afford a dictionary."

"Even if that is my definition, you do realize it doesn't matter due to the fact that you're, in fact, two hours late from the time specified. All your hype and you can't even afford a watch."

Inuyasha shrugged, already to tense with way too much on his mind to battle with his irritating older brother, "Whatever, we're only late because Miroku took his sweet little time dressing this morning."

Miroku cleared his throat, "I see no reason to bring me into this. Sesshoumaru, don't you have something to tell us?"

Sesshoumaru sat back stiffly. He hated being undermined by those he considered lower than himself. But the lecher had a point. 'Damn Inuyasha for provoking me into another senseless argument, the little whelp.'

"Due to the fact that your group has just finished their tour, you are allowed a small rest period in which you may practice and catch up on your personal life. At the end of the month, you have a concert booked. It is a large happening, containing many famous groups. You, however, are the spotlight, and are allowed the most time to perform. After that, you'll go on tour again; so any resting you need, do now. However, much practice is also needed, so don't put it of." Sesshoumarupaused and glared at Inuyasha, revealing in one glance that he knew of Kagome's continued and extended visit.

"That is all. I will call four days before the concert to inform you of dates, times, and places. You need to come up with interesting costumes as well; I have too much on my hands right now to deal with something that nominal. If that is all boys, you are excused."

Inuyasha, used to his brother's odd ways, got up and headed for the door. Miroku however stayed behind, and when Inuyasha had departed, turned toward Shessomaru. "Normally I would argue the necessity of us coming in so you could say a few sentences which would have been heard exactly the same over the phone, but today is different due to the fact that I have something to discuss with you."

Sesshoumaru leaned forward, interested, but maintaining his mask of indifference. "Speak."

Miroku glared at the one word command but also leaned forward and diverged his plan.

After a few short minutes, Sesshoumarulooked up and stared into the distance. He too had seen the changes, and what the lecher said made too much sense. Although being heartless towards his brother was a thing of great joy to him, this situation was different, and could possibly be profitable to him. Everyone loved a little drama.

He looked back to Miroku and gave a stiff nod. "You have my permission to carry on with your plan, given you stick to my adjustments."

"Deal." Miroku stood and pushed the wrinkles out of his shirt. He flashed a small grin towards Sesshoumarubefore turning and leaving. He walked out of the large room and into the reception area, heading straight for the elevator. As he reached it he pressed the down button and the elevator opened immediately to reveal a very confused Inuyasha.

"What the hell; you get lost? I thought you were behind me!"

Miroku stepped onto the elevator and the bellhop pressed the appropriate button. "You mean you got all the way down before you realized I was not with you?"

"All the way to the fucking parking lot."

Miroku sighed, wondering if he was doing right to further the relationship between sweet Kagome and the idiot beside him. "Inuyasha, you're a moron."

"Hey, I have things on my mind, lecher, so shut up."

"That is the third time today that I have been called a lecher, and I haven't even done anything."

"Sorry, you're scarred for life. It's your nickname."

Miroku scoffed as they stepped of the elevator and started towards the exit, "And since when did you ever have anything on your mind?"

"Are you implying that I don't think," snapped Inuyasha, irritated that Miroku had remembered that little remark.

"Inuyasha, of course I am. But I totally understand, girls are hard to stop thinking about."

Inuyasha's mouth dropped open. He couldn't possibly be that transparent.

Miroku laughed, "Close your mouth. You hadn't actually thought that you weren't that obvious, did you?"

Inuyasha glared as he opened the car door, "The thought had crossed my mind."

"Short trip obviously."

Inuyasha swung inside with Miroku and started the engine. "You, my friend, are speaking a language I don't understand. My fists, however, are conveniently fluid in the speech. So, say one more irritating insult and my fist will have to take over."

Miroku smiled, "Right, but first, don't you think you should let me drive so you don't leave your bike?"

Inuyasha stared at Miroku for a moment before he understood his meaning. Shit, how had he forgotten that he had driven his bike here? 'God damn that girl, and you too Miroku.' Inuyasha glared as the two climbed out of the car.

"It was an easy mistake to make," Inuyasha said in an irritated voice.

Miroku walked to the other side of the car as Inuyasha walked to his motorcycle. "Yeah, right Inuyasha, I believe you." Miroku swung into the car and laughed at Inuyasha as he drove away. 'Man, Inuyasha, you have it bad." Miroku smiled softly, 'And the poor sod doesn't even know it. Well, if this plan works, he'll not only figure it out, he will thank me. Ha ha, I can't wait."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Do you think he will be angry that we've put locks on all my doors?"

Sango looked down at Kagome with surprise, "Well he was the one who planned to have you put in this room, so I should think not. And it is not like he should expect to be able to walk in on you whenever he wants."

Kagome shook her head in agreement, "Right."

"However, he did sleep with you last night and you two were cuddling quite closely, so it is possible that he thinks he can accompany you in bed again."

"Take note that I am holding a hammer," Kagome replied in a low voice full of mock warning

Sango giggled, "Well, anyway, this way, if you don't want him walking in, you can lock the door. That at least gives you some measure of control."

"Yeah, you're right."

Sango smiled in amusement, "Of course I am. Now, let's put this stuff put away. The guys should be back soon." The girls picked the tools up from the floor and left the room. They had totally redesigned it to fit the needs and appeal of a girl. Not to mention the teeny, tiny, but ever crucial addition of the locks to both doors.

They went downstairs and walked into the kitchen, putting the tools away and heading back towards the living room. "He will be very surprised to learn that you have turned the tables…sort of."

"Yeah, too bad I won't be able to see his stunned face when he turns a locked door handle." Kagome laughed at the thought. Inuyasha was just too cute when he was angry.

They both shared the amusing moment as they entered the living room and flopped down onto the couch. Sango smiled at the video game on the TV. "Shippo, do you ever do anything but play that stupid game?"

"Sure, I eat, sleep, and occasionally practice. Sometimes I am allowed human contact, but due to the irritating drama taking place, I don't get much of that."

"Are you sure you haven't been reading a dictionary during your free time?" asked Kagome, eyeing the cute kid.

Shippo turned to look at Kagome and smiled, "The dialogue on the video games is sometimes really good; that's how I learn."

"Well, good, nice to know you are learning as you decapitate aliens and slash freakish monsters to their gruesome death."

Shippo smiled big and turned off the game. "Do you two want to play a game with me?"

"What kind of game?"

"It's really fun, but you have to say yes, then I'll tell you."

Sango and Kagome shared a mischievous glance. They were both game. "You're on," they answered in unison.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Inuyasha pushed the door to the mansion open and stormed into the hall, followed closely by Miroku, who was laughing hysterically. He looked up and walked into the living room where Sango, Shippo and Kagome were sitting in a circle on the floor.

They all looked up at the pair and Sango's brow creased. "What's so funny?"

Inuyasha glared at Miroku and then turned away. Miroku slowed his laughing so he could explain.

Inuyasha spoke first, "I've had a horrible day and that's it."

Sango rolled her eyes and looked at Miroku for the details.

Miroku took a deep breath and started, "Well, he had a fight with his brother to start things off, and then he spent the rest of the day with something on his mind, which wouldn't allow anything else to be present. He forgot, and then lost a gruesome battle against me. He forgot he drove his motorcycle, which he then scratched as he drove it, and to top it all off, at a stop light, an old lady asked him to help her across the crosswalk and he helped so badly, she swore at him and hit him repeatedly with her purse." Miroku wiped laughter tears from his eyes, "You really should have been there, it was priceless."

Sango and Shippo were both cracking up, but Kagome was keeping very silent. Inuyasha noticed instantly and was worried, but wouldn't allow the feelings to show in front of the author of all his pain. "What's wrong Kagome, feeling too much pity to laugh?" he snarled.

Kagome glared at him and opened her mouth to refute the accusation. Sango and Shippo stopped laughing and looked at her closely. Kagome snapped her mouth shut and turned to them both, smiling in achievement.

Miroku and Inuyasha had both caught and were confused by the exchange. Miroku squinted his eyes as if trying to see the secret. "What's going on here?"

Sango smiled as Kagome gave her a pleading look. "Well," she paused as Kagome shook her head 'no', "We are playing truth or dare, and my friend here can't talk until I say her name."

Kagome was fuming inside, 'Darn you Sango, do you know what you have done? Now Inuyasha is going to torture me with every stupid thing he wishes to say to me because I can't argue back. I know when I look over to him, the realization will have hit and he will have that evil smile and that sparkle in his eyes.' She turned and looked at Inuyasha, then closed her eyes tight, 'Damn I hate being right. Ooohh, you are going to pay, Sango.'

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

A/N: Right, and it is done. Yay. By the way, thanks for the reviews, and sorry for being late. Love you all.