InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tomo's Girl ❯ Living With Spiders ( Chapter 1 )
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By: TassanaBurrfoot 
Tomo's tidy lifestyle. Asakura's threat.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.01.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 224 | Status: Completed
Tomo's tidy lifestyle. Asakura's threat.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.01.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 224 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not now, nor have I ever, owned any part of Inuyasha or his world. This is a work of fanfiction made entirely for the fans of Inuyasha to enjoy. This story is based off of Inuyasha characters that I do not own.
This is also a work of fiction. Any simularities to any real person, dead or alive, is completely coincidental.
Tomo, Higashi Asakura, and others, aside from obvious Inuyasha characters, are copyright to me. You may not use them without my consent.
Tomo's Girl
by: Tassana Burrfoot
Chapter One: Living with Spiders
Tomo threw the keys onto the coffee table when he got home and immediately stripped off his jacket. He placed the jacket on the black iron coat stand that stood by the door. He hated the fall and winter seasons. He hated the cold.
He watched as Asakura ran into the bathroom and then went to the thermostat to make sure it was set correctly. Seventy-eight degrees Fahrenheit. Good. He sighed as he plopped down into his favourite chair.
His house was small compared to most of his friends. It held three bedrooms, two full baths, a kitchen, a dining room, and a living room. The dining room and living room were separated by carpet. Most of his house was covered in a soft beige carpet, save the kitchen and dining room, which were wooden floors. The walls were a basic off white colour and held paintings done by famous Japanese artists. And one European artist (it had been a Christmas gift from Edward.)
The living room in which Tomo now sat in, was pretty simple. The couch, loveseat, and recliner were basic black leather. The coffee table was made of glass and black iron, as well as the entertainment center and bookshelves. On the entertainment center sat a thirty inch television screen complete with a DVD/VCR combo player, a stereo, and the latest in the video gaming department, a PS2. The bookshelves held various games, movies, and compact disks along with small sculptures that had been collected throughout the years.
The entertainment center sat against the wall closest to the door, with the recliner, couch, and loveseat semicircling it. The coffee table played the centerpiece. Two bookshelves sat on either side of the entertainment center.
It was practical. Simple. Clean. Tomo hated messes and preferred the simple pleasures of a job well done. Everything was in order.
He picked up the remote that sat on the table and turned the television on. From the corner of his eye, he saw Asakura reenter the room and lazily throw her jacket on the couch. She followed the jacket on the couch with a very loud plop.
"Must you leave your jacket lying there?" he asked, softly, not taking his eyes off the television.
She sighed, "Why? Does it bother you?"
He gave a non chalant shrug. "I just don't see the point when the coat rack is but a few feet away."
She tilted her head and threw back at him, "Then why don't you move it?"
"In case you have forgotten, you live in this house. As the head, I make the rules around here. I do not like my house to be messy. You will put your things in their appropriate places," he warned her.
She groaned, but got up and put her jacket on the coat rack. "You're as bad as my mother," she snapped at him. "And just so you know, the only reason I live in this house is because you screwed up."
"If you wish, you could always go back to your parents' home. I know they'll be happy to accept you back," he callously scowled.
She snorted and shook her head, "You know I can't do that, Tomo. Rin told me how dangerous it was... To know about your kind. If the demons found out I was an unprotected and untrained human..."
"You would be killed quickly and painfully," he finished. "And there is nothing the demonslayers would do about it. No, your safest road would be with me. As much as you dislike the idea."
"As much as we both dislike the idea," she corrected. "I know you don't like me being here very much."
He gave another indifferent shrug. "It matters not to me. If I am lucky, you'll prove to be amusing, in which case, I can tolerate you," he responded.
"And as long as I provide you with plenty of teenage sex," she countered, angrily.
He turned to her, looking her in the face for the first time since they had gotten home. He tilted his head ever so slightly and his eyes narrowed. "Yes, actually," he agreed, his voice a dangerous calm. "I had picked you up for that purpose, and since I was denied my meal, I think it only fitting. Besides, not only am I giving you a home, safe from other demons, but I will be paying for your education. I believe I deserve that much from you."
"Why, you arrogant, pig-headed, self righteous..." she fumed, standing up and sticking her fists into her hips. "If you think, for one moment, that I would sleep with you just because you took me away from everything I knew, you've got another thing coming! I would rather sleep with a dog!"
A single eyebrow raised as he suppressed a grin. "If I am not mistaken, we have already slept together," he recanted. "While you could have called Saturaday night a fluke, I highly doubt such a fluke would occur twice in a row."
Her face reddened with her anger. She couldn't believe this guy. Who did he think he was?! She snarled, "Well, you can forget about tonight, buster! And the rest of this week! You really need to work on your manners."
"I need to work on my manners?" he echoed. He was getting angry as well. How dare she speak to him like that! "In case you've forgotten, I am the one protecting you. Thus far, you have shown me very little respect. If you wish to be respected as a person, you will have to respect me as well."
"Respect you?!" She shouted. "I'm not the one talking so casually about having sex! I'm not the one who thinks it's only reasonable that we have sex! Why do you think it so important? I know you don't give a rat's ass about me. I can almost bet the reason you even agreed to keep me was because you made a promise to Rin. I doubt you even know what respect is!"
He wanted to kill her. Just grab her by the throat and squeeze hard. It would be so simple and her neck would break so easily. It was tempting. Very tempting.
He stood up and marched up to her. He could feel her sudden fear as he grabbed her by the arms. He roughly pressed his lips against hers. For a moment, he abused her lips, nipping at her bottom lips and brandishing his tongue into her mouth. As he felt her melt into him, he eased up, becoming more gentle. His hands gently let go of her arms and slid down to her waist.
He felt as her hands rested on his chest. He pushed her towards the bedroom, not breaking the kiss. As they entered the bedroom, he could feel her small fingers tugging at his shirt. He growled softly against her mouth as he pulled her blouse out of her pants. With quick movements, he unbuttoned her pants and slid them from her waist. He then worked on her blouse. They broke the kiss only momentarily, just enough to get her blouse over her head.
She had a bit harder time with his clothing. His pants were easy, just a button and zipper. But his shirt had more buttons then she cared to count. Finally getting annoyed, she yanked the shirt away from him, breaking the last of the buttons. She giggled in his mouth as she whispered, "I've always wanted to do that."
He didn't allow any more words to come out as he urged her onto the bed. He wanted her. His hardened cock pressed against her opening with impatience. As she wrapped her legs around his waist, he entered her body. His left hand cupped her breast as his right slid along her hip. He pressed further into her before drawing slowly, tantalizingly back out. Before he was completely out, he drove himself back in.
She broke the kiss and threw her head back in a moan. He took the advantage and gently kissed her neck. His hot tongue left a scorching trail along her neck and the curve of her shoulders. He continued to thrust in and out of her, enjoying the feel of her body. He kissed the bottom of her neck and then dipped his tongue into the hollow before lowering his head to her breasts. He teased one with his hand as he gently took the other into his mouth.
He could feel her skin burning. Her hot nipple hardened as his tongue played with it. He quickened his pace as he moved his mouth to the other breast. He did not believe in half assed pleasure. He heard her moan again and he knew soon she would be taken.
As he felt himself go into climax mode, he began thinking. Were he not a spider, he could take a mate. He could have the same life that many demons have. Mates, children. He could find a female and claim her as his own.
He knew Asakura belonged to him. Though he had not been her first, he would be her last. That much he was certain of, for unless she found a mate at school, she would never be able to leave him. He was her protector. Her salvation in a world that hated her kind. No demon would mess with her as long as she belonged to him.
Asakura deserved to be with a male who could provide her with a family. Tomo knew this. She deserved to have children and grandchildren. These were things he would never be able to provide for her.
He heard and felt her climax. He followed with a final thrust. He hoped she would be able to find the male who could provide her with the things he knew she wanted. But then... at the same time, he almost hoped she didn't.
Tomo collapsed next to her and pulled her to her side so that they were able to look at each other. He kissed her gently on the lips before offering a soft smile. "You do realize you will have to pick up all those buttons," he whispered, not forgetting about the shirt she had ruined. That had been an expensive shirt.
She sniffed, "Just hush, Tomo. Before you ruin the moment."
He laughed and kissed her on the forehead. "I suppose this means I'm forgiven?"
She shook her head as her eyes closed. He knew she was falling asleep. "That didn't count," she whispered.
He smiled again and watched as she drifted away. When all he could hear was her soft breathing, he pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms more firmly around her small body. Yes. If he weren't a spider demon, he could easily see himself claiming someone like Asakura.
~*~
Detective Narita heard the phone click. He sighed and gently put his phone on the reciever. Sitting down in the chair next to the phone's table, he thought about the conversation he had had with the demon and the woman.
So, Tomo had taken another teenage girl. That didn't surprise the demonslayer. He knew of the spider's appetite. What did surprise him was the fact that Tomo had brought the girl back home. What reason was there for that?
He could feel his wife's eyes on him and did not bother to look up. He decided to answer her question before she asked it, "That was Tomo, the spider demon. He's taken another teenager."
The woman gazed at her husband curiously. "He called you just to tell you that?" she asked.
He shook his head. "He called me because her mother wanted him arrested for statutory rape," he told her.
The woman chuckled. She knew there was more to it then that and pressed her husband further.
He sighed and bowed his head, "I don't know what the spider's game is, dear. He brought the girl to her house. Her mother had threatened to call the police because he's a 'grown' man. So, he called me and had me talk to her."
She raised an eyebrow. "You mean, he didn't pick the girl up from her house?"
He shook his head. "No, he brought her home."
"Hmm..." she thought. "That doesn't make sense. If the woman finds out he's a teacher, she'll try to report him to the school board."
"I know. But, he teaches at a private school, so the school board won't listen. If anything, they'll tell her to go to his school board. And you know what those demons will say," he predicted.
She suddenly grew worried. "Do you think the demons will believe she knows of them?"
He shook his head. "They are not stupid. They'll see some 'puny' human reporting statutory rape on one of their teachers. They'll lie to her and then send her on her way."
"I doubt she'll stop at that. Did he give the girl back to her?"
"I don't think so. He hung up before I could attempt to talk sense into him," he replied. He was not liking this whole thing.
"We should pay him a visit, then. If he still has that girl, there could be trouble for him and for us," she told him. "I do not wish to have to hunt him down."
Narita scoffed, "I highly doubt anyone will have to hunt Tomo down. He's not the type to hide when someone falsely accuses him."
"But, it's not a false accusation. He took a teenage girl and is doing God knows what with her. Most likely, he's already killed her. Her mother knows she is with him. We do not need this turning into something huge," his wife argued.
He agreed with her. They needed to talk to Tomo. He looked up at the clock. "It's late. Tomorrow morning, you and I will go to the school and speak with Tomo. And then... I don't know. Perhaps you can go speak with this mother? Make it seem like some investigation? Tell her 'justice will be served.'"
She laughed but nodded in agreement. Tomorrow they'll find out what's going on with Tomo and this teenage girl.
Narita watched his wife leave the room and head upstairs to their bedroom. He would soon join her. He sighed again. He just couldn't understand it, but then, the spider demon was always confusing.
Being the most powerful spider demon, Tomo never lacked in luxeries. He could easily have anything he wanted. Yet, he chose a small, one-story three bedroom house. He always chose the sluttiest or most ill mannered teenage girls for his meal. He had few friends and hardly ever travelled.
The demon did not lack in taste, however. Though he had a small house, he kept it nice and technologically correct. He was a neat freak who hated to have even the smallest drop of anything on his carpet. He was proper. He wore only the finest of clothes and kept only the finest of items.
Narita had marvelled the first time he had went into Tomo's house. The spider demon was lucky. Though he never travelled, his rat friend, Edward Peabody, did. Tomo had items from Greece, England, the Americas, Australia, and many other places. Everything authentic and unique in it's own right.
Elizabeth, Edward's mate, was a photographer at heart. She would take picture after picture and make collages for the spider demon. Everytime they got back from somewhere, Elizabeth would update Tomo's collage book that he kept on a bookshelf in his room.
The spider's house was a work of art. Expensive art. Narita wondered if there was anything in that house that had cost less then a hundred yen. Well, maybe the soap the spider used, but even that was expensive, the demonslayer knew.
He sighed as he stood up and began making his way to his bedroom. Tomorrow shall prove to be an interesting day.
This is also a work of fiction. Any simularities to any real person, dead or alive, is completely coincidental.
Tomo, Higashi Asakura, and others, aside from obvious Inuyasha characters, are copyright to me. You may not use them without my consent.
Tomo's Girl
by: Tassana Burrfoot
Chapter One: Living with Spiders
Tomo threw the keys onto the coffee table when he got home and immediately stripped off his jacket. He placed the jacket on the black iron coat stand that stood by the door. He hated the fall and winter seasons. He hated the cold.
He watched as Asakura ran into the bathroom and then went to the thermostat to make sure it was set correctly. Seventy-eight degrees Fahrenheit. Good. He sighed as he plopped down into his favourite chair.
His house was small compared to most of his friends. It held three bedrooms, two full baths, a kitchen, a dining room, and a living room. The dining room and living room were separated by carpet. Most of his house was covered in a soft beige carpet, save the kitchen and dining room, which were wooden floors. The walls were a basic off white colour and held paintings done by famous Japanese artists. And one European artist (it had been a Christmas gift from Edward.)
The living room in which Tomo now sat in, was pretty simple. The couch, loveseat, and recliner were basic black leather. The coffee table was made of glass and black iron, as well as the entertainment center and bookshelves. On the entertainment center sat a thirty inch television screen complete with a DVD/VCR combo player, a stereo, and the latest in the video gaming department, a PS2. The bookshelves held various games, movies, and compact disks along with small sculptures that had been collected throughout the years.
The entertainment center sat against the wall closest to the door, with the recliner, couch, and loveseat semicircling it. The coffee table played the centerpiece. Two bookshelves sat on either side of the entertainment center.
It was practical. Simple. Clean. Tomo hated messes and preferred the simple pleasures of a job well done. Everything was in order.
He picked up the remote that sat on the table and turned the television on. From the corner of his eye, he saw Asakura reenter the room and lazily throw her jacket on the couch. She followed the jacket on the couch with a very loud plop.
"Must you leave your jacket lying there?" he asked, softly, not taking his eyes off the television.
She sighed, "Why? Does it bother you?"
He gave a non chalant shrug. "I just don't see the point when the coat rack is but a few feet away."
She tilted her head and threw back at him, "Then why don't you move it?"
"In case you have forgotten, you live in this house. As the head, I make the rules around here. I do not like my house to be messy. You will put your things in their appropriate places," he warned her.
She groaned, but got up and put her jacket on the coat rack. "You're as bad as my mother," she snapped at him. "And just so you know, the only reason I live in this house is because you screwed up."
"If you wish, you could always go back to your parents' home. I know they'll be happy to accept you back," he callously scowled.
She snorted and shook her head, "You know I can't do that, Tomo. Rin told me how dangerous it was... To know about your kind. If the demons found out I was an unprotected and untrained human..."
"You would be killed quickly and painfully," he finished. "And there is nothing the demonslayers would do about it. No, your safest road would be with me. As much as you dislike the idea."
"As much as we both dislike the idea," she corrected. "I know you don't like me being here very much."
He gave another indifferent shrug. "It matters not to me. If I am lucky, you'll prove to be amusing, in which case, I can tolerate you," he responded.
"And as long as I provide you with plenty of teenage sex," she countered, angrily.
He turned to her, looking her in the face for the first time since they had gotten home. He tilted his head ever so slightly and his eyes narrowed. "Yes, actually," he agreed, his voice a dangerous calm. "I had picked you up for that purpose, and since I was denied my meal, I think it only fitting. Besides, not only am I giving you a home, safe from other demons, but I will be paying for your education. I believe I deserve that much from you."
"Why, you arrogant, pig-headed, self righteous..." she fumed, standing up and sticking her fists into her hips. "If you think, for one moment, that I would sleep with you just because you took me away from everything I knew, you've got another thing coming! I would rather sleep with a dog!"
A single eyebrow raised as he suppressed a grin. "If I am not mistaken, we have already slept together," he recanted. "While you could have called Saturaday night a fluke, I highly doubt such a fluke would occur twice in a row."
Her face reddened with her anger. She couldn't believe this guy. Who did he think he was?! She snarled, "Well, you can forget about tonight, buster! And the rest of this week! You really need to work on your manners."
"I need to work on my manners?" he echoed. He was getting angry as well. How dare she speak to him like that! "In case you've forgotten, I am the one protecting you. Thus far, you have shown me very little respect. If you wish to be respected as a person, you will have to respect me as well."
"Respect you?!" She shouted. "I'm not the one talking so casually about having sex! I'm not the one who thinks it's only reasonable that we have sex! Why do you think it so important? I know you don't give a rat's ass about me. I can almost bet the reason you even agreed to keep me was because you made a promise to Rin. I doubt you even know what respect is!"
He wanted to kill her. Just grab her by the throat and squeeze hard. It would be so simple and her neck would break so easily. It was tempting. Very tempting.
He stood up and marched up to her. He could feel her sudden fear as he grabbed her by the arms. He roughly pressed his lips against hers. For a moment, he abused her lips, nipping at her bottom lips and brandishing his tongue into her mouth. As he felt her melt into him, he eased up, becoming more gentle. His hands gently let go of her arms and slid down to her waist.
He felt as her hands rested on his chest. He pushed her towards the bedroom, not breaking the kiss. As they entered the bedroom, he could feel her small fingers tugging at his shirt. He growled softly against her mouth as he pulled her blouse out of her pants. With quick movements, he unbuttoned her pants and slid them from her waist. He then worked on her blouse. They broke the kiss only momentarily, just enough to get her blouse over her head.
She had a bit harder time with his clothing. His pants were easy, just a button and zipper. But his shirt had more buttons then she cared to count. Finally getting annoyed, she yanked the shirt away from him, breaking the last of the buttons. She giggled in his mouth as she whispered, "I've always wanted to do that."
He didn't allow any more words to come out as he urged her onto the bed. He wanted her. His hardened cock pressed against her opening with impatience. As she wrapped her legs around his waist, he entered her body. His left hand cupped her breast as his right slid along her hip. He pressed further into her before drawing slowly, tantalizingly back out. Before he was completely out, he drove himself back in.
She broke the kiss and threw her head back in a moan. He took the advantage and gently kissed her neck. His hot tongue left a scorching trail along her neck and the curve of her shoulders. He continued to thrust in and out of her, enjoying the feel of her body. He kissed the bottom of her neck and then dipped his tongue into the hollow before lowering his head to her breasts. He teased one with his hand as he gently took the other into his mouth.
He could feel her skin burning. Her hot nipple hardened as his tongue played with it. He quickened his pace as he moved his mouth to the other breast. He did not believe in half assed pleasure. He heard her moan again and he knew soon she would be taken.
As he felt himself go into climax mode, he began thinking. Were he not a spider, he could take a mate. He could have the same life that many demons have. Mates, children. He could find a female and claim her as his own.
He knew Asakura belonged to him. Though he had not been her first, he would be her last. That much he was certain of, for unless she found a mate at school, she would never be able to leave him. He was her protector. Her salvation in a world that hated her kind. No demon would mess with her as long as she belonged to him.
Asakura deserved to be with a male who could provide her with a family. Tomo knew this. She deserved to have children and grandchildren. These were things he would never be able to provide for her.
He heard and felt her climax. He followed with a final thrust. He hoped she would be able to find the male who could provide her with the things he knew she wanted. But then... at the same time, he almost hoped she didn't.
Tomo collapsed next to her and pulled her to her side so that they were able to look at each other. He kissed her gently on the lips before offering a soft smile. "You do realize you will have to pick up all those buttons," he whispered, not forgetting about the shirt she had ruined. That had been an expensive shirt.
She sniffed, "Just hush, Tomo. Before you ruin the moment."
He laughed and kissed her on the forehead. "I suppose this means I'm forgiven?"
She shook her head as her eyes closed. He knew she was falling asleep. "That didn't count," she whispered.
He smiled again and watched as she drifted away. When all he could hear was her soft breathing, he pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms more firmly around her small body. Yes. If he weren't a spider demon, he could easily see himself claiming someone like Asakura.
~*~
Detective Narita heard the phone click. He sighed and gently put his phone on the reciever. Sitting down in the chair next to the phone's table, he thought about the conversation he had had with the demon and the woman.
So, Tomo had taken another teenage girl. That didn't surprise the demonslayer. He knew of the spider's appetite. What did surprise him was the fact that Tomo had brought the girl back home. What reason was there for that?
He could feel his wife's eyes on him and did not bother to look up. He decided to answer her question before she asked it, "That was Tomo, the spider demon. He's taken another teenager."
The woman gazed at her husband curiously. "He called you just to tell you that?" she asked.
He shook his head. "He called me because her mother wanted him arrested for statutory rape," he told her.
The woman chuckled. She knew there was more to it then that and pressed her husband further.
He sighed and bowed his head, "I don't know what the spider's game is, dear. He brought the girl to her house. Her mother had threatened to call the police because he's a 'grown' man. So, he called me and had me talk to her."
She raised an eyebrow. "You mean, he didn't pick the girl up from her house?"
He shook his head. "No, he brought her home."
"Hmm..." she thought. "That doesn't make sense. If the woman finds out he's a teacher, she'll try to report him to the school board."
"I know. But, he teaches at a private school, so the school board won't listen. If anything, they'll tell her to go to his school board. And you know what those demons will say," he predicted.
She suddenly grew worried. "Do you think the demons will believe she knows of them?"
He shook his head. "They are not stupid. They'll see some 'puny' human reporting statutory rape on one of their teachers. They'll lie to her and then send her on her way."
"I doubt she'll stop at that. Did he give the girl back to her?"
"I don't think so. He hung up before I could attempt to talk sense into him," he replied. He was not liking this whole thing.
"We should pay him a visit, then. If he still has that girl, there could be trouble for him and for us," she told him. "I do not wish to have to hunt him down."
Narita scoffed, "I highly doubt anyone will have to hunt Tomo down. He's not the type to hide when someone falsely accuses him."
"But, it's not a false accusation. He took a teenage girl and is doing God knows what with her. Most likely, he's already killed her. Her mother knows she is with him. We do not need this turning into something huge," his wife argued.
He agreed with her. They needed to talk to Tomo. He looked up at the clock. "It's late. Tomorrow morning, you and I will go to the school and speak with Tomo. And then... I don't know. Perhaps you can go speak with this mother? Make it seem like some investigation? Tell her 'justice will be served.'"
She laughed but nodded in agreement. Tomorrow they'll find out what's going on with Tomo and this teenage girl.
Narita watched his wife leave the room and head upstairs to their bedroom. He would soon join her. He sighed again. He just couldn't understand it, but then, the spider demon was always confusing.
Being the most powerful spider demon, Tomo never lacked in luxeries. He could easily have anything he wanted. Yet, he chose a small, one-story three bedroom house. He always chose the sluttiest or most ill mannered teenage girls for his meal. He had few friends and hardly ever travelled.
The demon did not lack in taste, however. Though he had a small house, he kept it nice and technologically correct. He was a neat freak who hated to have even the smallest drop of anything on his carpet. He was proper. He wore only the finest of clothes and kept only the finest of items.
Narita had marvelled the first time he had went into Tomo's house. The spider demon was lucky. Though he never travelled, his rat friend, Edward Peabody, did. Tomo had items from Greece, England, the Americas, Australia, and many other places. Everything authentic and unique in it's own right.
Elizabeth, Edward's mate, was a photographer at heart. She would take picture after picture and make collages for the spider demon. Everytime they got back from somewhere, Elizabeth would update Tomo's collage book that he kept on a bookshelf in his room.
The spider's house was a work of art. Expensive art. Narita wondered if there was anything in that house that had cost less then a hundred yen. Well, maybe the soap the spider used, but even that was expensive, the demonslayer knew.
He sighed as he stood up and began making his way to his bedroom. Tomorrow shall prove to be an interesting day.