InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Uptown Girl ❯ Chapter 60 ( Chapter 61 )

Chapter- 60

 

Her blue eyes gazed at the stained-glass window of the little "out-of the-way" chapel that her friends had chosen for their wedding. Dusty, abandoned spider webs clung to the corners of the room, being washed away by the early spring breeze that flooded through the open church doors. A shiver ran down her bare back despite the warmth of the chapel, causing Jade to rub her hands up and down her equally bare arms. Suddenly she was enveloped in a warm embrace as Koga's powerful arms wrapped around her shoulders and upper arms, warming her considerably.

 

“What's wrong?” he asked in a mere whisper, his lips brushing the outer shell of her ear as he spoke 

 

Leaning her head back against his warm body, Jade replied, “Just reflecting on the past is all. How much has changed in the last year and how it's affected most of the people here today.” Turning into the wolf demon's arms, bringing her own bright blue eyes to his icy ones, causing his hands to slip down to her satin covered waist she continued, “How I never thought that you'd claim me in such a way or that I'd ever have that feeling of complete wildness tamed in such a fashion,” a slight mischievous smile playing across her lips.

 

Koga pulled back from her embrace taking a good look at his radiant wife. His eyes moved from the dark blood red halter top style dress that flared slightly at her hips to the faint scars along her arms from the final battle with Naraku. Quickly they moved to the curve of her neck as a knowing grin crossed his lips. His fingers barely touched the mark he'd made on her that day so long ago, brought a quick hiss of pleasure from his mate.

 

“Not now!” she practically screeched in his ear as she fought to contain a surge of pleasure running through her body.

 

“You know you want it,” he replied huskily pressing her firmly into his body, showing that he wouldn't complain about complying.

 

With a shake of her head, Jade retorted, “I've got to go check on the bride. This is a wedding after all Koga and you're supposed to play the part of the best man! Fooling around with the maid of honor is kind of frowned upon right now.”

 

In a heated kiss, Koga's lips descended upon his mate's as he inquired, “Later then?”

 

“As if I could deny you, my love,” she purred before brushing past him, giving him a wonderful view of her back end as it swayed slightly as she walked.

 

Feeling the demon within him swell with pride, Koga let out a low whistle as he thought, “Mine… forever and always.”

 

 

Sango wrung the fingers of her gloved hands for the umpteenth time as she stared at the clock. “Where in the hell is she?” she ground out between clenched teeth. Her pure white dress rustled as she continued to pace around the room, clearly upset about something.

 

Sensing the trouble brewing in her normally level headed friend, Jade asked, “What's wrong Sango?”

 

“My sister was supposed to be here over an hour ago. She knew how much this day meant to me,” she cried out, near tears at the thought of her older sister standing her up on her wedding day.

 

“Hey… no crying or you'll ruin your makeup,” Jade commanded as she moved toward the lone window in the room, looking down the street hoping to catch the red head's arrival. “I'm sure that she has a reason for being late. Could be traffic…”  

 

“No, Sonja is always on time!” Sango retorted, cutting her friend off as she continued, “She was even early for her own birth by a good two weeks. I remember mother commenting on it almost every time that I was late for something. I'm sure that she'd forgotten about the wedding and decided to go gallivanting across Africa like some marauder taking pictures of everything that moves while on Safari.”

 

As Sango vented Jade watched a red corvette pull into a parking space across the street with a vibrant red head stepping out in an identical blood red bride's maids dress. A sweet smile crossed her lips as she said, “I think your sister has arrived… now can we go to the chapel before Miroku has a complete nervous breakdown?”

 

Moving toward the window, Sango replied, “Yeah… just make sure that she's where she belongs in five minutes.”

 

 

As Jade moved to intercept the wayward sister, Sonja moved quickly across the quiet street, growling under her breath about the lack of common courtesy. “Damn men can't even stop and help a woman with a flat tire!” she mumbled as she stormed up the stairs, only to crash heavily into a solid body.

 

Stumbling back, out of shock of the impact as a strong masculine hand gripped her upper arm, Sonja's emerald eyes flamed as she glared at the man she'd ran smack into. “Do you mind?” she groused as she pulled her arm from the stunned man's grasp.

 

Blue eyes quickly looked over the woman who'd ran into him, causing a quick intake in breath that was not lost on the woman before him. “I said do you mind? I'm in a bit of a hurry and need to get into that chapel before my sister kills me!” she ground out between clenched teeth.

 

Unable to move from his spot on the stairs, effectively blocking the door to the chapel the male stood, transfixed by the beauty before him. The tight fit of the halter style dress across her chest and back side, sent ripples of animalistic pleasure through his loins as the fiery glare spurred the flames even higher. Licking his lips, he reached toward the clearly irritate woman, pulling her boldly to his body, locking her red luscious lips into a kiss that heated him to the core.

 

Sonja's eyes widened in shock at the boldness of the man before her, as the searing kiss trailed throughout her body. Seeing that he wasn't letting her go in a timely fashion, she quickly took matters into her own hands, jabbing her three inch heal into the top of his foot, before driving her knee into his groin. “Let me go you bastard!” she shrieked as she pulled back from the writhing man.

 

“I'm… sorry…” he gasped, clutching his aching groin as Jade quickly pushed open the door, hitting him squarely in the shoulder with the steel and glass object.

 

Jade looked from the furious look on Sonja's face to the writhing form of her former lover as she demanded, “What in the hell is going on here?! Sango is about ready to call out the cavalry if you don't get in here!”

 

Sonja motioned toward the body on the steps as she replied heatedly, “I had to fix a flat, which is why I'm late only to be accosted by this… this… MAN before I could get inside.”

 

Jade looked at the man in question as she commented softly, “I didn't know that you were invited, Ban.” Quickly she knelt down and helped him to his feet, noticing how nicely he cleaned up in the dark blue pinstripe suit and tie.

 

“Miroku felt that I should be here… he said something about having news for us after the wedding. Figured that since I was going to be in town for that I may as well sit in on the wedding as well,” he replied as he looked over the gorgeous woman before him.

 

Looking back toward Sonja, Jade said, “I'll be in there in a moment, the chapel is straight ahead.” Sonja quickly moved past the couple on the steps, Ban's eyes firmly planted upon her firm posterior as it swayed in time with her stride. Turning back to the foreman, Jade helped him to his feet and led him as well into the chapel, walking slowly considering his injury.

 

“Who was that?” he asked, still dazed by Sonja's striking beauty.

 

Smiling slightly, Jade replied, “That would be Sonja, Sango's sister. I wouldn't cross her again Ban or you may not be so lucky next time,” a slight smile across her lips as she led him to a row of chairs near the center of the aisle.

 

“No… I don't think that will be a problem,” he replied, his eyes still transfixed to the beautiful form of the feisty girl. “Though I hope that you don't have the same problem as I have… when you think that you're all alone and suddenly this wave of unexplainable pleasure coursing through your veins…” Jade suddenly turned a brilliant shade of red that ran from her face down the valley of her breasts as she realized that the link between them was still very much intact.

 

Turning on her heal before he could say anything more, Jade took her place beside Sonja at the podium. She looked across the podium at her beloved husband, noticing a strange look that could only be described as reined in jealousy. With a knowing smile, she sent an air kiss to Koga, calming his disturbed demon side until they could genuinely talk about what Ban had revealed. As Miroku and his other groomsman, Inuyasha moved into place the music of the `Wedding March' rang through the chapel.

 

 

On the arm of Sesshomaru, Sango moved smoothly down the isle. Since the death of her parents during her teenage years, she'd asked the stoic demon for the honor, knowing that Kagome wouldn't mind. With a slight smile, he walked beside Sango, handing her to the man of her dreams only before he placed a small kiss on her cheek with a few words of encouragement. Sango looked into the violet eyes of her husband-to-be, seeing all the hopes and dreams that flourished there, knowing that she was making the right choice for herself and him as well.

 

Sesshomaru moved swiftly to the front row, sitting in the vacant seat beside his obviously pregnant wife. Kagome leaned against her strong husband, as he wrapped his arm around her lithe shoulders, resting his long fingers lightly against hers on her swollen belly. As the preacher began the ceremony, tears flowed slightly from every eye in the chapel, whether it be male or female, not an eye was dry at the end with the words, and “You may kiss the bride.” Cheers rose to astounding heights as the newly weds filed out of the chapel to the waiting limousine.

 

 

A half hour later, once the wedding party had arrived at the reception area of the Wolf's Den Bar and Grill, Koga rose for a toast. With plenty of the `good stuff' passed around the various tables, and others opting for `virgin' sparkling apple cider, he cleared his throat, drawing attention once more to his person. “We are gathered here to celebrate the marriage of these two love birds… were it not for my wife's vision of an auto shop that catered to everyone, they would probably never have met,” he said. Looking at Miroku he continued, “I've known you for a while and though you always seemed to be smacked senseless due to your `cursed hand' I'm glad to see you finally settling down and joining the rest of us in holy matrimony.” Continuing, he turned his attention to Sango, “As for you, Sango. Through great tragedy you've been made stronger than others realize and for that I'm grateful that you and my wife have become great friends.” 

 

A resounding `Here, here' followed as Koga downed his glass of beer, smirking slightly at Miroku's stuck up parents who had insisted on the best and most expensive wine be shipped in from France. Jade placed her hand gently upon Koga's arm as he sat down, whispering slightly as Miroku stood up for his own announcements.

 

Turning toward his best man, he said, “Thank you for that speech Koga… I wonder though if you were the one who wrote it,” winking slightly to Jade as he continued, “As you all know, this is a day of celebration for not only am I married to the most wonderful woman in the world, but I also found out recently that the events of this past summer are going to be fully behind us. Tragically Kikyo Arcilla-Perraton died last night of self inflicted wounds while she was staying at State Hospital West for the criminally insane. With her tragic death a final chapter has been closed on that part of our lives.” A round of stilted applause sounded as he continued, “Though from tragedy does come life and we eagerly await the birth of Sesshomaru and his lovely wife, Kagome's bouncing babies in the next few months as well as I heard rumor that Jade and Koga were expecting as well.”

 

Jade flushed bright red once more as she turned her livid blue eyes toward her husband. “What???” he asked feigning innocence.

 

“You didn't even tell me!” she seethed as she leaned into his ear, lightly nipping at his ear. “We'll deal with this at home,” she growled as she pulled back, slightly irritated that her husband was keeping things from her.

 

A smirk crossed Miroku's face as his eyes sparkled at the mischief he'd caused. Looking around the room he searched for his best friend. “I see that all couldn't attend the reception,” he commented slightly disappointed. “I've never known Inuyasha to bail out of an open bar…”

 

“He had another engagement,” a voice from a nearby table cut in.

 

Focusing his attention to the blue-eyed foreman, Miroku replied, “Thanks for the information Bankotsu. I'll have to catch up with him later.” He turned to his lovely wife as he thought, “Probably got him self hitched or something like that… though Aryn's here…”

Shaking off the feeling that something was wrong, he turned back to his audience as he said, “Without further ado, I hope that you enjoy the food, drink and festivities this evening. Let's make this a night to remember.” As if on queue, Ginta, Hakkaku and a few other friends came out of the kitchen carrying trays laden down with plates of their famous stakes, potatoes and foods of all sorts.

 

 

As the food was passed out, Ban looked to his right, seeing that he was sitting next to Sango's sister. Pulling his nerve into one moment, he cleared his throat, catching her attention as he said, “I wanted to apologize for earlier.”

 

“I'll bet you were,” she snapped, as she cut into the mouth watering steak. Glaring at the man next to her over a juicy morsel, she continued, “You took advantage of the situation was all.”  

 

Cutting into his own dinner, Ban replied, after a bite of potatoes, “I couldn't help myself… your lips were just asking to be kissed,” his eyes roaming over her figure, taking in the fullness of her chest that begged to be released from the white silky bra that strained against the overly tight see through white sleeveless button down shirt, fully appreciating the clothing change from the brides maid's dress.

 

Focusing her apparent attention on the plate in front of her, Sonja felt the intense blue eyed stare from the man seated next to her. With a slight shake of her head at the audacity of the man she barely knew, Sonja moved her right hand moved so fast that even the fast eyes of the wolf demons couldn't see the movement. Ban jumped suddenly, tipping his chair over in his haste to get away from the searing pain that suddenly griped his inner thigh. “Shit… that fucking hurt!” he griped as he rubbed the soreness from his leg, glaring at Sonja who continued to eat her food as if nothing happened.

 

As the rest of the wedding party turned to see what the commotion was about, Sonja commented quickly, “Sit down you fool, you're making a spectacle of yourself,” before taking another bite of the tender prime rib. Ban continued to glare at the woman as he slid his chair next to her once more.

 

“That really hurt,” he fumed as he delved once more into his meal.

 

A sly smile crossed Sonja's lips as she replied slyly, “Payback's a bitch!” savoring the wonderful taste of revenge on the handsome male.

 

 

Dinner continued, much to the disgust of Miroku's self-important parents, with more local cuisine for the dessert. Instead of the elegant Tiramisu that they had specifically requested as well as the imported wine for the occasion, the Solobo brothers at the behest of Sango, were serving peach cobbler ala' mode instead with cheap white Zinfandel from the local market.  “Such heathens,” his mother thought as she sipped the only imported bottle of wine, “How can they be happy with such frivolity?”

 

 

Miroku lifted his glass of Zinfandel to his mother in a slight toast, noticing her scrutiny of the affair. “It will only be a matter of time before she blows a gasket,” he murmured into Sango's ear, playfully nipping it in the process.

 

“I know,” she replied, just as quietly, “But I had to put my foot down when it came to the food. These are our friends and I wanted to make sure that they went home well fed instead of with upset stomachs. Besides, it does them a bit of good to drag them down to my level for a change. Next time she decides to control my life, she'll think twice!”

 

“That's why I love you Sango, unafraid to stand up to my mother,” he crooned as he nuzzled her neck. “Though I look forward to taking you to the honey moon suite later on and peel you out of the confines of that dress you're currently wearing.”

 

With a playful smile crossing her lips, Sango replied, “I hope that you plan on staying a day or three, for I fear that I'll wear you out tonight!” A blush crossed Miroku's face as a mischievous smile broke across Sango's lips as devious thoughts raced through her mind.

 

 

The night progressed without misshape. Jade and Koga had left first, both eager to discuss the newest addition to the Solobo house hold. Miroku's parents practically fled in a terrified panic, clearly afraid that another moment with `commoners' would affect them in horrific ways. With the departure of more attendants, Sonja quickly moved toward her sister and brother-in-law on her way out the door.

 

Quickly she embraced her sister as she commented, “I'm glad to have been able to get away from the drudges of work to be here Sis!”

 

“I'm glad as well that you were able to be here. I just wish that mom and dad could have been here as well as Kohaku,” Sango replied, tears rimming her chocolate eyes.

 

Pulling back from her sister, Sonja replied, “I'm sure that they were here, in spirit anyways,” glancing about as if she might see the apparitions of her dearly departed family members. “I'll be here for a few more days before my next assignment,” she continued as she looked back over her shoulder at the rugged figure seated near her chair.

 

Spying what Sonja was looking at, Sango commented, “I'm sure that you'll enjoy the locals while you're here. You deserve a vacation after all, gallivanting across the world for National Geographic and all.”

 

With a slight smile, Sonja replied, “I might just do that.” Giving Miroku a quick peck on the cheek before she moved toward the exit, Sonja thought back to the kiss that the stranger had given her earlier. “Damn… I never even got his name,” she though harshly as she moved toward her car, digging out the keys from her clutch purse. As she moved the keys to the door, her eyes focused on another flattened tire.

 

“Damn it!” she practically screamed as she kicked the deflated tire. “Why me?” she thought crossly as she moved once more to the trunk of her car, only to realize that she never got a chance to get her spare replaced.

 

As she sat on the front seat of her car, feeling that nothing could get worse, foot steps sounded on the gravel parking lot. Turning her attention to the foot steps, her eyes followed the slightly worn cowboy boots up the black jean clad legs to a loose looking tee-shirt that hid what she perceived was a well toned chest. Once her eyes landed upon the smug smile and vibrant blue eyes, she let out a slight groan as she thought, “Why me?” once more.

 

“Looks like you could use some help,” Ban commented as he saw the obviously flat tire.

 

Glaring at the traitorous tire, Sonja replied, “It was because of my passenger side one that I was late to my sister's wedding. You wouldn't happen to have a tire store open this late that I could get a new one at?”

 

Shaking his head Ban replied, “Most of them have been closed for a few hours. I'm sure that the guys will keep an eye on you're car for the night. How about I give you a ride home?”

 

Taken aback by his kindness, Sonja looked at him suspiciously, “Whose home are you referring too… my hotel room or your bed?”

 

“You wound me,” he mocked with a smile as he continued, “I happen to also be staying in a hotel, but I'd drop you off at yours and give you a ride back in the morning if you'd like.” Though his mind and body had other plans entirely and if she would comply with them then he'd be a really happy man.

 

“Sure… I could use a ride, since my car isn't going anywhere tonight,” Sonja replied, suddenly feeling a bit flushed as the Zinfandel rushed to her head.

 

Ban lead her to his truck, making sure that she was seated comfortably before moving to the driver side door. As he pulled out onto the road, he looked over at the sultry vixen whom he'd fallen head over heals in love with. “So… where are you staying?” he asked as he continued down the road, heading toward the higher end hotel district.

 

“Oh… I'm at the Marriott,” she replied as she snuggled closer to the passenger side door, unaware of exactly how tired she actually was.

 

With a smirk, Ban replied, “That's where I happen to be staying as well. We'll be there in a few minutes.”

 

“That's nice,” she purred, content at the warmth of the truck and the relaxing comfort of the cloth bucket seats.

 

After about ten minutes, Ban pulled into the parking lot of the luxurious hotel. He looked over at his sleeping minx with a sly smile across his lips. Shaking her slightly, he said, “Hey… we're here!”

 

“Oh…” she replied not really focusing on what he'd said as she tried desperately to crawl back into the wonderful warmth of the erotic dream she was having.  

 

Seeing as he wasn't going to get a coherent response from his passenger, he slipped her purse from her hands and quickly found the key card to her room. Pocketing the card, he stepped from his truck and moved to the passenger door. Once Sonja was unfastened from her seat, he quickly picked her up, noticing the light weight of her body in his arms as he carried her to her room.

 

 

Carefully he opened her hotel room door, depositing the key on the counter by the sink before he moved toward the large queen sized bed in the center of the suite. “Here we go,” he said more to himself than to the sleeping woman as he pulled back the covers and slipped her in between the sheets after he'd removed her shoes.

 

As he covered her up he thought, “She is a sight. Wonder if she'd ever consider some one like me?” with a shake of his head he grabbed up the complimentary pen and paper, writing down his room number with instructions to call him when she woke up. He left it with her key card before turning out the lights. Taking one last look at the red headed vixen, Ban said, “Good night, sweet princess.” With the lights out, he closed the door behind him wondering if he'd ever find some one to replace his beloved Jade. Smirking as he remembered the feisty woman he'd just met, he wondered if maybe he just had.

 

 

Back at the Taisho garage, pounding could be heard as muffled screams of help sounded from the trunk of a silver corvette. “Bankotsu!!! Koga!!! Let me out of here!!!” Inuyasha yelled hoarsely. He'd been trying for well over three hours to get a response to his pleas of release, but they'd fallen on deaf ears. He remembered walking out of the chapel with his lovely bride to be, Aryn, on his arm, only to be called away for an important phone call. The only thing was that he never made it to the phone before Koga and Bankotsu flanked him, steering him toward the back parking lot where the silver corvette had been parked.

 

“Um… what are you guys doing?” he asked nervously as he saw the looks on both of their faces.

 

Looking back toward their partner in crime, a sinister look in their blue eyes, Ban replied, “This,” before hitting Inuyasha in the gut with a sucker punch. Doubling over in pain, following the force of the punch, Inuyasha leaned heavily into Koga, who gripped his upper arms as Ban grabbed up the injured man's legs. With little effort the duo quickly stuffed him in the trunk of his brother's car.

 

With a slam of the trunk, both men wiped their hands onto their pants as they looked toward one another. “That should suffice until after the reception,” Koga replied as he gripped Ban's shoulder. “I don't want him anywhere near my wife if I can help it.”

 

Grinning, with a knowing smile, Ban replied, “Yeah… I can tell,” before they headed back into the chapel to change before the reception, leaving Inuyasha to struggle in the confines of the trunk.

 

Back at the shop, suspended on the maintenance rack for its annual inspection, waited the cherry red 1965 Ford Mustang. Jade and Koga had finished the tune up a week or so after the final battle with Naraku, once their honeymoon was over. With regular maintenance the car never suffered under the ill treatment of its owner again… except for the occasional speeding, drag racing, and other unmentionables that Inuyasha put it through.

 

The End!!!!!