InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ To Find That Special Someone ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
To Find That Special Someone Part One
By Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Disclaimer : The full disclaimer is at the bottom/end of the story. To put it here would be a dead give-away and ruin the story. But I can, here, say I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi. I am only using them for pure entertainment value.
A/N: My Gift!Fic for Nelson because she loves Jaken (-he needs love too!) Plus she has the most wicked Jaken icons ever!! Shake that Tushy!!!
This is a Cross-Over story with a non-anime/manga series. It is an AU. I apologize to those out there who ship/love this famous couple but for the purpose of the story, I had to find a way to get the female with Jaken without adding the unpleasant taste of betrayal/adultery to it.
A/N Two : I am sooo incredibly pleased with the pairing and I have much pride with them! I don't own the shows at all but this special pairing I own. Pairings I will say is InuYasha/Kagome, Sesshoumaru/Rin, Jaken/His Perfect Woman
Warning : contains Sexual Content. Sex Toys. Explicit depictions of sex. There could very well be glaring OOCness in characters.
To Find That Special Someone
Prologue
It started off as usual, the same every day. He would get up, take a shower and don some clothes. Then head out to go serve the Master and his Lady, run errands, convey the Lord's younger brother InuYasha and his mate Kagome, that human female who equaled Inuyasha in both stubbornness and passion, to his Master for the weekly updates, and then run even more errands. No matter where he went; there were always couples everywhere he turned but seemingly, there was not one for him. Of course, who would love him?
No one really actually knew the real Jaken, no one. . . not even his most loved Lord Sesshoumaru whom he had served most faithfully throughout time. What would be said about Jaken if only they all knew? They would shun and torment him even more than they did. No, he couldn't tell anyone his dirty secret, his darkest pleasure. Jaken walked off slowly to his first task of the day, bringing the Lady Rin her prenatal vitamins and protein shake. He sighed softly wondering what strange craving would strike her today. Yesterday, it was a thick beef stew topped with whipped cream and caramel sauce with grapes. A side order of Brussels sprout Nachos and. . . Jaken turned a lighter shade of green just remembering carrying the tray while thanking the kami, that being a reptilian youkai, he didn't have a sense of smell like the poor mammalian youkai who could smell everything. It was the first time in Jaken's life that he had ever seen his unshakable stoic Lord racing for the bathroom to throw up.
Halfway across the city another figure was slowly rousing from her dream disturbed sleep. It was always the same dream - of her husband's death. They had five wonderful years together, and the sex had been wonderful. It couldn't have much better thanks to the special state of the art, strap on device built especially for him. Her husband, heaven love him, was a kind and caring male; but due to a simple fact of biology, didn't have any manhood so to speak.
When he finally died of old age about four years ago, her heart had been broken. She understood her husband's lifespan would be much shorter than her own and they made good use of the time that they had. Her usual fiery spunk had disappeared, and she mourned his loss for two years. Other men had tried to seduce her or tempt the golden haired, blue-eyed beauty into a relationship but she turned them all down. She was looking for another similar soul who could take care of her and cater to her whims, who would let her use him as an outlet for her aggression, and who would worship her. Someone she would hold sacred beyond all others.
Rolling out of bed and straightening the filmy negligee she wore she shuffled into her shower to wake herself up. Today she would head back into work and start anew. After all the show must go on as the saying went.
`Today is another day, another routine. Will I ever find another love? Would Ke-Ke-poo allow it? Is the desire to find another man mean that I'm betraying his memory?' she thought while lathering up her sleek lithe body. Her body still as tight and firm as ever seeing that the entertainment business was always `kind' to those with the perfect body and perfect looks. Finishing her shower the golden beauty towel dried herself off. Then set to work blow-drying her luxurious mane, brushing it out until it resembled spun gold. Satisfied with her hair she put her make up on next and then dressed in a soft purple dress with inch wide shoulder straps and with matching purple heels. Grabbing her purse, she went off to work at the recording studio.