Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Detective and a Priestess ❯ Part II: Kagome Higurashi ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Title: The Detective and Priestess
Author: Adorkablebanana
Genre: One shot, crossover, hentai.
Rating: R
Fandom: InuYasha/Yu Yu Hakusho
A/N: Revamped this from the neck up. My first and only (at the moment) YuusukexKagome crossover. This is a one shot. I hope everyone enjoys it. Reviews are my food. Feed me. Here’s the last installment: part II.
Disclaimer: I don’t own YYH or IY nor do I get compensation for this work of fiction, this is just for entertainment purposes.
He was in the bathroom of Keiko's over-priced gym. He was inside a private stall in the men's bathroom.
Alone.
At least he hoped.
Blushing uncharacteristically—just a tad, mind you—from the thought, he tried to listen-in if there was anyone in the bathroom.
No sound.
No footsteps, no flood of tinkling against the urinals.
He opened the stall door carefully. He peered over to double check if anybody witnessed the little moment. Not that there’s any concrete evidence to incriminate him of doing anything perverse, like masturbating in a public bathroom. Well, semi-public. It’s embarrassing enough to have an aching hard on press against his jeans. It was hard to walk comfortably and unnoticed. To his fortune the horny group of dorks didn’t follow after him. They were too busy entranced by the room full of women.  
Lucky for them they didn’t notice how badly affected he, himself, was. If they were to have seen him buried in the heat of heavy arousal, they would be beaten to a pulp and piled all over the floor for seeing him at his most exposed and vulnerable. Can't let that happen.
He still—surprisingly enough—carried the package of clothing given to him by this “Io” chick Keiko was muttering about earlier. He switched his clothing since he sweat right through his good clothing already. The sweats were a lot more comfortable for him and gave him more room for his, um, yeah, until his “excitement” went down.
Fuck my life. Yuusuke frowned, bitterly as he folded his clothing and stuffed it into the packaging until he tracked down Keiko for an extra plastic bag or something.
He composed himself. Just enough to not look like a moron.
Releasing a dejected sigh, Yuusuke stepped out of the bathroom and walked back down the same hallway he was running from before. He would have taken the other way, but he really wasn’t in the mood to fight with Keiko if he ended up lost in this enormous building and left her waiting for an hour after she finished her stupid, dumb dance class.
He was a bit, for the most part, reluctant to return back to the same area in order to return to where the front desk was. The idea of running into the instructor really did not sit well with him. It was a bit uncomfortable to walk. A few odd and embarrassed looks were shot at him as he made his way awkwardly back past the aerobics rooms. He still felt noticeably stiff, but as his anxiety and mild embarrassment got the best of him, it dispelled the bothersome discomfort in his pants, and with the help of focusing on the chilling AC air, soon he was as soft as dough.
<…>
Halfway through the daily routine workout sessions, in which she earned a nice wad of cash as a side job, she had noticed an unbelievably unique and powerful energy source that almost rammed through her like an invisible wall of plexi glass.
It was…Riveting! It felt as calm, fierce as the violent tsunami waves that can destroy a whole city in one trembling wave.
It was nothing like she had felt in years.
The feeling of the static flood of fire rushing through her senses was very startling.
She searched the sea of eager, sweaty faces. And outside the clear glass walls—where onlookers can see what's going on in the class—are able to join in sometimes. There she fixed her eyes on a pair of piercing brown eyes. And if she squinted a bit, she can drown out everything around them, the raging power of his youki aura surrounded him like bees on honey. It was a weird analogy, but it was that out of place, but amazing and frightening at the same time.
This stranger was quite handsome to say the least. There was something boyishly rugged about his appearance. It was very appealing and a teensy bit familiar.
A lot of strapping young men attended the gym day in and day out, but what made this young man stand out was something much more.
And it worried her. A lot. He could be a demon for all she knew.
And the lick of power she got was nothing compared to what's under all that.
A youkai? Maybe? I feel it somehow it has to be a youkai...Kagome wondered and thought it over. She pushed back the paranoid thoughts and focused on her class.
She has all the right to worry, after all. He is a youkai--she's assuming anyway--and a youkai randomly showing up near a former miko. (Now ex-miko.)What if the youkai and demons were after her again?
She tried to pay no mind to it.
What else can she do?
Right?
Yeah.
Kagome finished the session with a series of sleek movements. The sleek combination of dance steps the class easily followed as the last song ended. Kagome turned off the CD player; ending the class session. Kagome cheerfully, but a bit breathlessly, said, "Okay, that's it for today. See you all on Tuesday. Same time, same place!"  
She dismissed the exhausted group of women.
They all drifted out, aching and sore, covered in thick coats of perspiration. A few of the newbies were clutching their aching, sore sides, unable to keep pace with the other veteran members that figuratively bled, cried, and ached their way to building up a reasonable-to-proud pace that has been earned through grueling practice and patience.
Still, most of them were nowhere close to being remotely accommodated to their seemingly immaculate instructor’s active daily routines.
If she did this several times a week, including her own work-out regime, it’s no wonder she stayed fit and lean.
Seeing all flushed, sweaty women ushering out of the room, the three goo-goo eyed guys instantly made a run for it in order to avoid being seen by the girls they have lecherously leered at for the last hour.
The women swore they were going to beat the tar out of them the next time they caught them leering in.
Even though the guys dipped, Yuusuke remained in his place. He always did whatever he wanted. And having a few angry bitches didn't matter much.
Ignoring the few women glaring at him, some were checking him out as they stepped out. His sole interest was the lone girl in the room who aroused his inner beast demanding to free itself in a search for dominance.
He waited patiently for the instructor outside in the hall until she was completely alone. He was leaning against the cool glass wall which soaked up the coldness from the building's AC, sending chills down his heated flesh. He felt slightly feverish against the coolness of the glass. He thought of that lovely long throat. Her define collar bone. The tone muscles on her long legs that go one forever. He had it badly.
<…>
Kagome wiped her soaked face in a towel. Popping open a water bottle, the cold liquid felt like bliss pouring down her dry throat.
Water felt very good and refreshing after a tiring work out session.
Her muscles clenched painfully tight, unbinding slowly from her sore joints. ‘Man, I think I over did it this time around.’ She let out a small giggle, retrieving her gym bag which was lying abandoned on the floor.
Hoisting over her shoulders the gym bag, she headed in the direction of the staff locker rooms. There was another exit door for the employees to head straight into the locker rooms. In the back room, where the first thing Kagome was going to do was hit the showers.
<…>
It felt like it was well-past a good hour.
Why was he still waiting out here?
Yuusuke impatiently waited for the instructor outside in the hallway. Irritation etching his features, he glanced through the window searching for the instructor.
'Where the Hell did she go off to?'
There was nothing in the room. Only emptiness.
The vacant room gave Yuusuke the urge to want to flick the finger at somebody. He wasted his time idling around for nothing.
He stepped in and surveyed the room.
He narrowed his senses on tracking down the instructor's unique aura.
It was ridiculous. Yuusuke frowned, thoroughly annoyed.
He saw the instructor step out really quickly from the back door of the room to grab some wrist band she left on the floor on her way out. She quickly left the room again.
'She's going out through the back door.'
Seeing Kagome exit out, Yuusuke followed suit, right on her tail. He wasn't about to let her go so easily.
<...>
As she went into the locker room, she made her way to the showers. Kagome removed her sticky clothes. She felt clammy and uncomfortable. She turned the knob on the shower and the spray of the showerhead hit her. The feel of the water felt great. She hated feeling sweaty and girls don't normally like anything that can cause bad B.O. She lathered up some soap and soon she was covered in soapy bubbles. She squeezed an ample amount of shampoo on her palm and she lathered up her wet hair.
As much as Kagome was accustomed to have co-ed bathrooms with other women, it was nice for a change to have the locker room showers all to herself. She didn't have to put up with the nagging questions of: "Can you lend me some of your shampoo/conditioner/soap?" or "What's that soap your using? It smells great!" and you can't forget the typical, "Do you have a pad/tampon?"
Her fellow co-workers have the bad habit of asking her while she was in the middle of taking a shower. It grinds her gears to have to put up with the constant irritating interruptions. Why couldn't they ask her before or after her shower?
She thought of all these little dilemmas as she lathered and repeated. She rinsed the shampoo out and squirted on some conditioner. As she rinsed out the conditioner out of her hair, a spike of strong youki cut through her senses like a strike of lighting. Kagome became aware on the spot of the disturbingly familiar youki.
'W-What?'
She noticed the odd power before, but thought little of it since she couldn't detect any trace of negative energy in it.
She was sure of it—almost positive. Although there has been situations in the past where her bad tendencies of overestimating certain factors had cost her dearly.
As Kagome ran in her under the spray of the showerhead, her paranoia intensified as the spike of strong energy washed over like a silent, but strong ripple in the ocean. Kagome was a little more on alert as she asked herself the question, once more, 'What is that—that power?'
Another posing question she thought over, 'Who is that? What does it want?'
Kagome's mind took a turn to a long train of suspicious thoughts. Of all places she damned it happened when she was in the shower, at the most inconvenient time. (These things always happened when she was naked and bathing! It never changes!) Maybe she should go check out who it was and who does this "energy" belong to? Tracing it back to a face always helped opt-up her options.
The sound of footfalls made it all more excruciatingly real. Kagome felt her heart beat pick up. Fear was quickly settling in. Kagome refused to let it reign over her because fear is one of the main reasons people do dumb things. And she didn’t want to do anything stupid.
Her obvious curiosity piqued and prodded her mind like a nosy neighbor. A part of Kagome was debating whether to investigate this unique source of power that was threatening and begging to be discovered. ‘Oh, what the heck! As the former guardian of the Shikon-no-tama, it is my responsibility to find out any threat that's on the horizon.’
Plus, it was getting cold staying here under the shower and her skin was becoming quite prune-like. Puffing out her chest with bravery, she followed suit. She spoke in a loud, but polite tone. "I know you have been following me. I know you're there."
She reached a hand out for the towel hanging on the hook outside the shower curtain and grabbed the towel quickly. She felt world's better having something to cover with. Exposed by an unknown threat is not at all helpful to deal with a situation like this.
Yuusuke stood there, a good few paces away from her shower stall, waiting with the most deliberate amount of cynicism. A smirk curled his lips. He was very amused she already was aware of his presence. It made this whole situation a lot easier and getting the ball rolling faster. “You can sense my presence, can’t you?” Yuusuke said. “You know what I am, don’t you?”
Kagome spread open the shower curtain in one quick swipe. She was clad in her eggshell white towel. The small icon of the gym’s logo rested on her belly. Her taut stomach he didn’t want to resist running his tongue over.
Her long, ink black hair cascaded in a wet slick fall down her left shoulder, exposing the long, swan-like neck. Her damp skin glowed a bit under the fluorescent lights. “I can say you’re a stalkerish pervert leering at me in the woman’s bathroom for sure,” she replied, aggressively.
Yuusuke smirked. “If that’s the cover you want to go with.”
“Isn’t it the truth, though? You are here, gawking at me, while I’m only in a towel.” She arched a defying brow. She was in disbelief he was seriously making an attempt to turn this on her when the facts were the straight, goddamn facts. “You might be crazy if you seriously think I’m going to take the blame for this.”
Kagome shook her head at the stupidity of the whole idea and she walked past him to her locker. She was not in the best of moods to deal with this. She peered over at him behind her shoulder to check if he was going to leave or stay. And much to her disappointment, he stayed. And worse of all, he was following her.
Oh, geez.
“You have to go. I’m not going to get fired over this. I won’t hesitate to rat you on the cops,” she said, threateningly. The angry glare was enough to make Yuusuke even bolder and further continue on with this conversation. He found the instructor charming.
“Somehow I get the feeling you won’t do it,” he countered back, with a boyish, sweet smile. “You would have done it by now and you didn’t scream out for help the second I stepped in. You pretty much lost that chance a while ago. So you are just as guilty. It’s incriminating to just be all casual about it like you are doing right now.” He leaned his back against the locker next to hers as she pulled out her personal possessions.
She couldn’t argue back with that.
Damn.
Well, shit. Aren’t things interesting now?
“Aside the odd circumstances I’m under right at this moment, I’m going to take the time to just put it aside for a moment,” Kagome said in a sarcastic sort of way. She paused and turned to him, full face. “You think you mind if I changed? I don’t exactly want to give you a show to look at.”
“I’m perfectly fine with sitting here watching you change. So I don’t mind.” Yuusuke smiled, his eyes taking a sort of unsettling gleam to them.
“Yeah, like I was actually asking you for permission to watch me! Ha!” She snorted.
“Do I have permission to quote you on that?”
“Oh, shut-up. Just leave. I’m getting cold right now.”
“No. I don’t think so. I’ll turn around and not peek. That’s as much as I’m going to give, just to make it clear,” Yuusuke compromised, bluntly. He left no room for argument or debate. Before Kagome could argue or start a fight, he turned around and focused his line of vision on a tacky, Olympic sports female body-builder ad poster.
“Sneaking into the women’s locker room and spying on a naked, defenseless woman and now calling the shots? Wow, you are some special head case.”
“Of all the true facts you mentioned, I can say it is a lie that you are a poor ‘defenseless’ woman here, miko.”
At that remark, Kagome stopped the bantering. She was speechless, but not unnerved.
Well, he guessed right it seems.
Yuusuke smirked devilishly. He could feel the aggressive mood shift from the room. He didn’t even have to turn around and see if she was startled or not. He could tell by the empty silence filling the room.
It had occurred to Yuusuke, as he searched in the recesses of his memory, he has seen her before. As moved as he was to see such an attractive woman, the feeling of familiarity was unshakable. He knows her in some way.
And feeling her energy was no coincidence.
For a while it didn't exactly click in right away. Yet, when the words "miko" came out of his mouth it all made sense.
It was almost laughable in its ironic sort of way.
How small this cruel, but funny world can be.
It was bound to happen; crossing paths again.
Kagome smirked likewise. Her mood quickly was replaced by awe. Her lips formed an "O" shape. Despite the state of affairs they are in, it was actually quite nice to see Urameshi Yuusuke again after so many years.
In some way, she couldn't believe it was him; it's really him after all this time?
Why hadn’t she recognized the exact pitch of his aura in the first place?
It was quite careless of her, but at the same instance the aura has drastically been altered through all these years.
She mentally whacked herself for her lack of immediate recollections and attention to detail.
'Oh my goodness! I can't believe it's him! I haven't seen him since high school.'
On the basis of good and bad, this definitely can go either way. In the good aspect, she did get to see the after product of her once former crush. A good revelation is he is as dreamy as he has ever been. Although InuYasha, the hanyou youkai, was and always will be her heart's first and foremost choice. She did in the past harbor a small crush for the former delinquent punk.
Back in the day, Kagome had originally transferred to Yuusuke's high school for a short time. She was having problems with her former high school keeping up with the grades and curriculum standards. Until she was able to meet these qualifications, she was "suggested" to attend another high school until her grades were back to normal.
Although her time there was short lived, the impact of her time in the new school remained. Kagome had heard the rumors flocking around of the renegade youngster. There was many such as the popular rumor Yuusuke had been in more fights than he can count off the top of his head and he beat anyone up that even took more than a minute to glance over at him.
Kagome remembered how the students feared and cowered before him over the possible authenticity of his reputation. Despite the reputation revolving Urameshi Yuusuke, Kagome found him somewhat interesting and fascinating.
Normal girls normally played it smart or got involved with assholes that can endanger their lives. Since Kagome wasn't the typical normal girl, she always sought out the ill-tempered studs without an inkling of reasonable fear. Kagome's preference for the bad boy type never ceased and was further reinforced since her first love InuYasha and her first actual boyfriend Kouga, the wolf youkai.
Higurashi Kagome did not want to step on anyone's toes trying to go out on a date with a fellow student from another school if she wasn't entirely sure of herself and not planning to stay in that school for long. She was a teenager at the time, so teenagers just want to explore and have fun, get to know people along their path.
Somewhere deep down, she can confidently say she was well aware of his type. Tough, rebel types are usually hidden sensitive softies who are afraid to grow close to those around them, fearing the possible outcome of betrayal.  The hard shell these type of people develop are for their own self-preservations. It's always a painful and scary risk putting yourself out there. Nobody wants to get hurt. This is especially true with people that have a lot of pride.
Kagome's curiosity of a boy-crazy teenager desired to befriend Yuusuke and maybe even go as far as to go out on a date with him if it were possible.
But, aside her uncertain on and off feelings for InuYasha, the inu-hanyou, the idea of getting a bit cozy and friendly with the good-looking young man was veered in a whole other direction.  Discovering his lady-love, the extremely cute student body president Yukimura Keiko dissuaded Kagome from pursuing the idea. Yukimura Keiko was Yuusuke's longtime girlfriend that still has fire in their relationship. Kagome backed down on her pursuit. Kagome wasn't--and still isn't, mind you--the type of girl to intervene in someone's relationship. Specifically from personal experience. She happened to involuntarily entangle herself in the whole InuYasha and Kikyou love triangle.
That emotional drama put her heart through a lot of pain. It teached her a valuable lesson she carries in her memory each passing day. Don't interfere with a relationship that has history in it. Concerning matters of love, its’ safer to steer clear of someone else's love life.
Besides, Kagome had really liked Keiko as a person. She's a lovely person at heart, concerning over others. Trying to help anyone in the best possible manner; she even volunteered to be her private tutor to help her catch up on her missing material she struggled with.
It had become a bit awkward for Kagome to be around Yuusuke. Yuusuke was an interesting individual and all, but she stepped back, not bothering to attempt to even form a friendship with him. Around that time period, she transferred back to her original high school. Everything that happened made it seem that fate wasn't permitting their lives to intertwine. It was left in the past and their lives have moved on.
Coming face-to-face with him must have been a sign signaling something. Kind of like fate is knocking on her doorstep. Kagome just wondered what though. Whether it was good or not.
"We went to school together, right?" she said.
"I think we did, for as long as I went to class anyway," he replied back.
"Yuusuke, I believe?" she asked quizzically.
Yuusuke raised a brow, a bit taken aback by her quick response. That's some memory jogging there.
She knew him?
A lot of people know him from his former reputation as a street punk. But to actually remember after such a long while is a bit...Interesting?
"We went to the same high school for a bit. I transferred out after a while. It's a bit personal." She smiled and she pulled a long T-shirt over so she wouldn't be sitting there, chit-chatting in the nude.
"You remember me? I don't know if we were friends." He went to school a while back. And for someone to remember that far back, in his mind, was a bit weird since he didn't care for school or making friends. His only friends’ in school was Keiko and Kuwabara. Noone else.
Unless it was only based on his bad reputation and it most likely will be based on it because noone really did bother to get to know him.
And he kind of liked it like that since he didn't have to put himself out there or deal with bullshit drama. Oh, he doesn't know the words to fill it in with how he felt.
"I use to watch you a lot--not in a stalkerish way so you can take that look off your face--because you remind me of someone that meant and still means a lot to me," she said with a genuine tenderness and she glanced over off in the distance for a moment--just a quick moment that he barely noticed if he hadn't been paying close attention to her every move--and she settled her warm, but sorrow-filled eyes.
"I bet." Yuusuke cocked his head to the side. "Urameshi Yuusuke, if you remember."
"I can't forget such a catchy name like that. I'm Higurashi Kagome," she politely introduced herself. She inclined her head a bit and looked up again.
"Why did you remember me?" he asked, a bit curious.
"Well aside you reminding me of someone I know, I thought you were cute. I had a small crush on you. Back then I wouldn't have told the crushee in a million years of my feelings. It's a bit embarrassing right now," Kagome admitted with a light-hearted laugh.
And it was the cutest laugh ever. Yuusuke was immediately charmed. And flattered, of course. "You can't blame yourself, really," he cockily flattered himself.
"You haven't changed from the young Urameshi Yuusuke I knew from school." She sighed, shaking her head.
"Yes. The one and only," he said smoothly with pride behind his smirk.
"You really are the same it seems." She rolled her eyes, but stopped as a cynical smile creep over her lips. "You’re even more cuter than before, you know." Admitting it brought a small blush over the bridge of her nose.
Maybe it was the odd timing, but she felt a bit drawn to him. Physically, perhaps since she didn't know a thing about him, and the weird, mysterious, but very youkai aura surrounding him made Yuusuke all the more dangerous and appealing.
One thing Kagome hasn't shed away from her youth was her taste for dangerous bad boys and youkai males.
And from what she gathered from the handsome young man here standing before her, there was a high possibility he was also a youkai.
"Why didn't I notice you back in high school again?"
"You had someone and I couldn't bring myself to get involve. I don't like drama, you see," Kagome answered quite bluntly.
"You're pretty sexy yourself, Kagome," Yuusuke purred. “I frickin’ would have been all over that if I wasn’t with Keiko at the time.”
Smiling with a charismatic appeal to it, it took all her will power to prevent herself from blushing beet-red in amazement at the silly comment. She didn't know why it turned her on a bit to hear him say such a crass comment about her. Yuusuke had grown much taller than the last time. His 6' 2" figure towered over her stature. She couldn't resist thinking over how much more handsome he has become than the last time. He was no longer a boy, but a man now.
Getting side-tracked for a moment from the impending question she had beforehand, she snapped herself out of her girlish fantasies and became more serious.
She didn't forget he was an intruder in the woman's locker room, after all.
It was very creepy and inappropriate for him to be in there right now.
"How did you know I was a miko?" She was all business and no flirty smiles any more.
Yuusuke calmly analyzed her. It kind of came off a bit on the assholish side how casual and cool he was acting. "I came feel it and see it. You're not a youkai and I can bet you're pure human. I recognize your type of aura. I have been aware of sensing different kinds of energy for a long time."
"Are you here to try to kill me? I can sense you're not a human at all." Kagome tensed up, a bit defensive.
"No. I'm not that kind of demon. I was human once, too. I'm technically half human and half demon. Of course, you can't sense that anymore at this point since I tapped into my demonic side too much to get a clear reading. Ya know, its’ not really a big deal," he calmly stated. There was humor surrounding his statement.
Kagome wasn't sure whether to believe him or not. At the rate this whole thing was leading up to, she was becoming more confused by the minute. Yuusuke did not mean her any harm.
And if he wasn't a threat, she wasn't going to start off on a bad foot.
"Then what do you want?" she asked, concerned.
Yuusuke had previously locked the door of the locker room. Nobody could walk in on them without going to fetch the custodial set of keys.
His serious face set the mood down.
Kagome thought about it for a moment. This was all pretty surreal. He just had to come back and invoke the flame within her and awaken the hidden feelings that lied in dormant. Feelings she thought died off in high school. It was a minor crush for crying out loud!
Crushes don't last long.
And all she can do was try to not focus on the dirty, tempting thoughts involving running her fingers over his collarbone and down his shoulders. Her heart began to beat to a deafening tone, drumming in her ears. Butterflies were practically hatching inside her tummy and blooming, putting her nerves in a jittery fritz.
It was kind of embarrassing and a bit devious of her to be in LUST with him.
It's been a while since she had anything with a man.
His closeness was slowing renewing her feelings of physical attraction towards him once more.
"I can't really seem to stop feeling drawn to you," he said, in a low, but coaxing way. "Something about you made me follow you in here."
It caught Kagome off by surprise. She suddenly felt all hot again and excited for what was next. Realizing the extended time her eyes bore into him, she turned away flushed and embarrassed like the girl she was back in high school, when everything about lust and sexual appeal was new and uncharted territory. 'Oh, great, Kagome. Real slick.' She disapproved harshly at herself for flying off in the moment.
Yuusuke's arrogant smug and pride inflated as he saw the clear and apparent attraction the instructor has for him. Her sharp nipples poked through the T-shirt and he wondered what color they were as they teased him.
He acknowledged the open display of admiral staring coming from her end. Blushing, once more, Kagome covered her mouth with her hand. She looked away a bit abashed.
Apparently she liked what she saw, he assumed. 'Good, cuz' I don't think it would have work if this chick didn't find me just as appealing.'
Yuusuke not once ever considered himself over-the-top appealing like he thought Kurama was. Sure, maybe once or twice, he became self-aware he was a stud with the way he made Keiko and some girls that weren't afraid of him blush a bit here and there. Though, on a serious note, it didn't matter to him what people thought of him, really. All he cared about who's the strongest. Strength was his main competition among his male peers. He didn't care enough to be concerned over his own looks. The manner the instructor responded to him was clear enough he's got it in the bag with her.
Kagome cleared her throat in the hopes of cutting the tension in half. She straightened herself, meeting the toushin's gaze in an effort to convince herself she felt and harbor no ties to him. That all she was feeling was the remnants of a passing fascination she can and has overcome. There's no possible way she was flustered over such a silly crush, right?
At least she tried to convince herself of it.
Their eyes locked for a brief moment. His bright, brown eyes pinned her eyes and instantly her barrier collapsed to ashes.
While attending high school, he ignored her. To him, she was simply another pretty face in the crowd. Kagome was just another pretty girl in the sea of blue uniformed juveniles. She had watched him from afar, secretly crushing and intrigued by him. It was nothing extreme to be called a stalker or dare she even say it, love. A stalker was what her three friends; Yuka, Eri and Ayumi did when they joined a fan club organized by three school districts worth of female students, called "The Minamino Shuuichi Fan Club."
It was all based on a very handsome boy named Shuuichi. Although, Kagome didn't know Shuuichi-san from a hole in the wall, she still pitied the poor soul nonetheless.
The single, almost perfect moment, she always recalled back on automatically was the first and last time--with the exception of now--she managed to catch his gaze unintentionally. He gave her the same exact glance as now, but, this time the difference in those beautiful brown eyes scared and excited her. The intense feeling was much more powerful and alluring. It was crazy how much it made her full of desire…
Plus, he didn't ram his head straight into an open locker door like in the past.
“I’m drawn to you, too,” she said, softy.
She could read it, but cannot decode the expression his handsome face shared.
'Why…Why is he looking at me as if he were...?' Baffled, her mouth opened and closed several times. The words she wanted to say was lost and forgotten. All blank in her memory.
Yuusuke moved closer to where she stood. His mind only thinking of his previous primitive thoughts. The demon in him was awakening, whispering to him.
The constant stirring in his one track mind compelled these unsound thoughts to grow and take over. These thoughts were starting to take control of his sexual urges. Urges that are compelling him to take the beautiful young woman rough and hard.
Make that rosy cheeked, pretty face twist into an expression of pure bliss that would drive any sane man off the edge.
Smelling her arousal brought each part of him to life. "Kagome…." he said it as if he had said it a hundred times in her ear before. She liked her name coming out of his mouth. His breathy words started invoking chills down her flushed skin.
Although the sexual appeal was up in the air around them, it would be quite absurd to just go and do the unthinkable here in the middle of the women's locker room. At her JOB for crying out-loud!

This behavior would surely guarantee her getting fired. And she hardly knew him on top of that!
—But, imagine him of top of her—
Wait, wait a second!
Kagome frowned, her rational thinking seeping into her now functioning brain. "We can't do this here. I hardly know you. I don't know you at all and I'm going to get canned if—"
"If I fuck you good and hard right here, right now," he said rather aggressively, smirking at her alarmed expression.
"Whoa, you just—" She sank down onto the mahogany bench. He kneeled down, meeting her face-to-face. Kagome gulped at his sudden closeness. Her heart thumping up a storm. ‘What is he—’
Yuusuke cut her train of thought off by coaxing his lips over her lips. His soft, smooth lips glided over hers gently and then, almost automatically, she responded to his kiss by deepening it. Tongue and all. She coiled her sender arms around his neck, tilting her head to the side for more access. His tongue teased hers, tasting her.
Yuusuke's mind blurred to any common sense. He just thought of living in the moment. Logic and common sense didn't matter to him at this particular moment. All what matter now was him and her; the here and now. Logic can come later.
Kagome, in the same state of mind as Yuusuke, abandoned all worry—just this once.
—Yes, just this once.
As they kissed, her body came to life. 'He kisses so good…' she thought as she was melting into his arms, molding against his hard chest as best as it were possible. His lips were as she imagined them to be.
"Yuusuke…" she purred, slipping her tongue into his inviting mouth, only to be greeted by his own. Entangling in one another and searching the crevices of their mouths. Yuusuke could taste in her breath the mint of her mouthwash, enveloping his taste buds.
Yuusuke's hands wandered on their own, all over that beautifully toned body of hers.
He remembered there was nothing under that T-shirt of hers.
Suddenly it felt too warm in here.
He pulled at his shirt. Freeing himself of the rough fabric. Kagome graciously assisted him, tossing the gym shirt over her shoulder, taking great pleasure in revealing his perfectly sculpted chest. She was motioning for the next thing on the list; his jeans.
"Wait, somebody here is overdressed." He indicted to her T-shirt. Yuusuke was grinning in that sexy sort of way; revealing his well aligned pearly teeth. It was kind of a miracle he managed to keep all with teeth with all the scraps he was involved in.
Kagome gave him a funny look. She could have laughed at the ridiculous comment. But she instead chose to play along.
It was pretty exciting for a change.
"Oh is that so? You don't think you wanna lend me a hand here, do you?" she said, half flirting and half sarcastically, batting her long lashes playfully.
Yuusuke's smile widened. Now who was he to say no?
After all, helping "damsel's in distress" is what he does. He wouldn't be doing his job if he were to deny a lady of some assistance.
"Of course." Kagome raised her arms up like a child does when a parent is undressing them. Yuusuke pulled the T-shirt up and over her head.
The lust and craving in him intensified. His smoldering eyes roamed each detail of her flawless figure. She is truly beautiful. Her naked body was an incredible piece of work.
"You look really sexy, Kagome," said Yuusuke. It took everything he had to keep himself from ravaging her right then and there.
"All the work I put into keeping fit pays off," she said with pride.
"Fuck yeah," Yuusuke said, appreciatively.
She could see the outline of his erection pressing against his pants. His bulge was very, very apparent and imaging how it would look like, how big it really was made her moist. She could feel the wetness between her legs start to goo up and become rather bothersome.
Kagome's fingers slid around the waistband of his pants. His abs were cut and defined. His pectoral muscles and biceps are rock hard. She wanted to run her tongue over each and every muscle. “You work-out as well?”
“Why not?” Yuusuke licked his lip as she pulled down his pants and boxer brief along with it.
His full erection was very long and thick. Circumcised even. Just the way she liked them. Kagome felt a hot pool drift to her nether regions. She wanted to run her hands over it and grip it. Yuusuke pulled her to him and his member was pressing against her stomach. She felt her skin go up in flames, she wanted him to play with her and do the unspeakable.
Unable to bear it any more, she took in his lips in another passionate kiss. As she was nibbling on his bottom lip savagely, her sweaty hands explored his chest pinching his pebbly nipples. Yuusuke, never parting the kiss, swiftly grabbed her, his hands slipping under and supporting her toned, steel-tight ass. Her legs warped around his waist. Her ankles locking together so she wouldn’t let go and possibly fall over, yet she doubted someone as strong as he was would drop her. He roughly was holding her close to him as he leaned her against one of the long lockers for support. He was mindful to not shove her against the padlocks.
The cold touch of the metal locker doors almost made Kagome jump from the contact. But just for a moment. Her flushed face and messy ink black hair made his cock twitch in anticipation. The spirit detective shifted from her lips to trailing hot open-mouthed kisses along her jaw line and going further down the column of her swan-like neck. Kagome moaned as his lips made contact with her boiling, petal soft skin that was smooth as an ocean washed seashell from the shower.
"Yuusuke …" she moaned. Her nails roughly dug deep cuts into his shoulder blades as she held onto him while he undid her.
The clanking of the metal lockers deafened their ears.
He left her breathless. For a pausing moment, Yuusuke stopped for a brief second. He was so hard and so ready for her. He felt driven to bury himself inside her to the kilt. Kagome stared into the spirit detective's hazed eyes. His hair was becoming ruffled the way she liked it. It gave him that rugged that made him very desirable to her. She reached towards him—teething on the outer shell of his ear.
She traced circular patterns along his shoulder blades. Huffing, her chest was rising up and down. Her nipples kept brushing against his chiseled chest. Her puffing was tickling his neck chills descending in tiny shimmering waves from it all. Each place where she touched him, it burned like fire.
From the manner Kagome pushed against him, Yuusuke understood what she wanted. "Do it," she gasped. Her urgency in her voice ran like a signal tightening his loins. The smell of the woman's heavy arousal was lightly musking the air.
"You bet I'm going to fuck you," he said, laughing against her neck as he dipped into her bosom.
Her full, round breasts was supple and he engulfed a pink perky nipple; swirling his smooth slick tongue around the peak. His teeth gnawed gently on the tip. Kagome directed him over to her neglected breast, and he nibbled a little at the perked tip.

—With passion flooding her veins she tilted her head back slightly and gasped, moaning her pleasure. The tip of his steel hard erection gently caressed the entrance of her wet vagina. Slowly inserting himself just a bit and pulling out, teasing her. Skimming his hard member against her slick sex, giving her an appetizer of what's to come. Kagome shuddered, moaning low strangled sounds. It made Yuusuke laugh a bit at one point, in which she responded with a light slap to his cheek. “You are so not funny right now.”
“Just look at the weird faces you’re making. I love your money shots.”
She blushed, in which felt like the 100th time. “Well, now that we stopped for a second. You have a condom?”
Yuusuke stopped laughing. ‘Oh shit. That’s right!’
“Lucky for you I take birth control,” she said. “But, just to be on the safe side, I would like you to wear a condom.”
“I can safely say I don’t have disease.”
“Same here,” she replied. “But I can’t completely take your word for it,” she said, taking a suspicious tone.
“I’m not diseased!” He snorted. “For all I know, you have crabs snapping their claws down there.”
“I should just call it a night right now.” Kagome scowled.
Yuusuke ignored the comment. “You got any condoms?” He set Kagome down for a moment.
“Yeah, over here.” She indicated at her locker. She didn’t appear as enthused as before. She searched her locker for the makeup bag and pulled two condoms out of her small emergency stash. She handed them over to Yuusuke.
Yuusuke felt a bit awkward just having had a wonderful, erotic moment with this attractive woman and now, to just slow down to an awkward, less hot business exchange.
“I’m sorry, okay? You started it with the rude comments,” he pointed out, a bit defensive.
“Yes, I know,” She said it almost quietly. “I guess.”
Yuusuke hesitated in tearing open the condom wrapper. “We don’t have to go on again if you don’t want to anymore.”
Of, course he really hoped she would.
Kagome looked thoughtful. “Well, I can forgive you if we change our spot to that bench over there.” She was referring to the long, endless wooden bench each locker section had to change on.
Yuusuke raised a brow. “Tch, why not?” He was gamed. He carefully opened the wrapper and placed the condom on. He doubled checked for air bubbles and all the expected things that go along with it.
Kagome picked up her abandoned T-shirt over on the floor and threw it on the bench. “Okay sit.”
And Yuusuke did. Kagome walked over and straddled him. She always wanted to try having sex in this position. “Hold me tight, now.”
“I’m not letting you go, so don’t worry your pretty little head,” he smugly said.
Kagome was so wet and moist. Yuusuke could see her trimmed patch glistening from the oozing feminine fluids. He could see her vagina exposed and open to him from this vantage point. His penis twitched and a drop of semen leaked out from the head.
Yuusuke breathed a ragged breath. He felt all the blood in his body drain to his loins and it almost hurt at this point.
Yuusuke cupped her big, firm buttocks and squeezed it. He pulled her to him once more and he nuzzled her breasts. Soft and almost pillow like to the touch. Yuusuke smirked against her and he started suckling on one of her breast hard.
Kagome squirmed. She threw her head back with no care in the world. Her strong, muscular legs wrapped around him. She thought how this was utter torture. This half youkai is putting her through it and she loved each second of it.
The acceleration and thriving excitement was blossoming within her. It was too hard to describe with her mind feeling all fuzzy and scrambled.
"Aaah, ahh," she cried out. Kagome quickly buried her hands in his tousled hair, pulling him closer to her. She wanted more of what he could offer.
A tiny stream of fluid oozed out of her. A bit of the fluid's droplets hit the floor.
Yuusuke was intoxicated from her unhidden pleasure. The smell almost drove him to violently drive into her and release his pleasure inside her.
Well, in the condom, anyway.
The ripple of sensual chills rushed through his body like an ocean wave. Yuusuke gently played his fingers lightly along the labia. His fingers were sticky under the coat of her warm fluids. She arched into his hand. The heated pool in her abdomen was boiling. Goosebumps spread allover her skin. Sweat slide down Yuusuke's back. He was boiling under the intense heat as sweat steeped through her flesh.
Kagome gasped, her breath caught in her throat. He gave her a taste of his steel hard erection. He inserted himself halfway, but the greedy bastard decided to withdraw just as quickly. The sensation made her clench down, trying to trap him inside. Damn him! She shuddered from the need and the feeling of desire.
"You want me to?" he asked. He was taunting her at this point.
"Do it or I'll kill you," she said, angrily. A smoldering darkness to her eyes.
His eyes closed and his brows furrowed. He entered her, slowly, carefully. He didn't want to come on the spot feeling how tight and hot she was. She clenched down and tightened deliciously. She moaned, arching her back, feeling all of him in her. His member felt thick and so good, Kagome wanted all of it. Yuusuke gasped, gritting his teeth. He was unprepared for her eagerness as she rocked her hips against his hips.
She could smell and feel the feeble feminine juices flow down her inner thighs and slop all-over his muscular, hard thighs. Quicker than the speed of light, he abrasively thrusts in.
The pounding of her racing heart reached her ears. A sweaty palm caresses a wobbling breast as she shuttered underneath his touch. Her breasts wobbled and bobbed from the rough force he thrusts in and out from her. "You're going to enjoy this, sweetheart," he said, through gritted teeth. She bounced on his lap the harder he went. Kagome tried to keep on with him, holding on by tightening her legs around him. Kagome moaned loudly, nearly crying out in gasps as he drove into her. Yuusuke increased the pace, his thumb purposely flicking her clit every now and then.
"Yuusuke, please—I—I—" A cry of pleasure escapes her lips. During the heat of the moment, she could never find the right opportunity to speak aside the usually series of "Uh's, I's, oh's and inaudible moans.  
The heat of her core and her pulsating around his erection brought him nearly over the edge a few times. The waves of pleasure came slow-to-hard. He pulled out and slowly he slipped himself in, biting through his lips and nearly drawing blood. She felt incredibly tight. He had to dig his nails into the soft skin of her hips to allude away from the chance of releasing once more.
He wanted to prolong the sensation lavishing him. Carefully and slowly, he resumed a gentler pace. He enjoyed the feel of her sliding against his cock. Kagome urged him to go faster, to speed it up. "Harder, harder," she whispered, all the while jerking her hips back and meeting his every thrust. He groaned, grinding himself harder in her. Kagome braced herself as the surging sensation that is threatening on swallowing her whole approached, she tightened around him and the feeling of body trembling release overcame her.
She cried out, "Ah, ah, ah." Kagome's inner muscles closed in, tightening around his moist shaft. She was shaking as he pounded into her and she started clamping down on his cock; trapping him inside her. She climaxed again, her feminine juices dripping out all over his thighs. Yuusuke drove in deep and hard and the motion alone forced them both to come. It was a blissful, endless void of sensations.
Orgasms abundant and strong enough to drown in.
Unintentionally, in the heat of passion, Kagome unleashed an eccentric surge of miko energy. Jolting each of their nerve endings on end. The unexpected bolt of energy approached them by surprise. Nevertheless, the extra surprise jolt was an interesting kick to end things. And, with one final thrust, Yuusuke poured out his hot seed.
He felt drained and in a little pain. It had to be from the weird bolt of energy that could have fried him, he thought absentmindedly.
Yuusuke's legs trembled under the tension. Using the last bit of his strength, he sagged in his seat a little. Kagome couldn't get up from his lap; her legs were wobbly. Panting, flushed and adorning the afterglow of rough play, Yuusuke wrapped his arms around her. That little display of power mixed with the spice of sex nearly engulfed in. It was a little beyond what most would expect from a little kiss and smash.
Kagome leaned in close to his face. She pressed a light, sweet kiss on his mouth. Then, as she was resting her head on his slick, damp chest, she waited patiently for the tremors to subdue. Even with Kouga, the wolf prince, she never felt that great. And he was kinky and interesting in that manner. It was kind of odd, but interesting.
Yuusuke carefully removed the condom. He winced as the latex material snapped against him. That was the annoying part of wearing a condom.
"I know this isn't a formal way of getting to know each other, but do you want to get something to eat?" Kagome asked, rather timidly.
It was laughable to think she could be bashful after fucking each other. Yuusuke pinched her right cheek. "You want to go eat crabs?"
The joke was enough to flare up her temper. "Excuse me?!"
Yuusuke laughed, cynically. "Yes, I'd like to go grab a bite to eat with you."
"I don't like crab related cracks at me, you got that?" she warned him rather sternly.
He snorted. 'Yeah, like that will stop me.'
Despite the heartache he endured when he lost Keiko in his romantic life, he found the possibility of good company with Higurashi Kagome.
And this good company resumed to fooling around in the showers, once more.