Disclaimer: We do not own the Inuyasha fandom or any of it's characters. Those belong solely to Rumiko Takahashi.
We're merely torturing… I mean playing with them for pure enjoyment. All OCs belong to Tempest and Fury.
XOXOXO:
A/N: Hello lovely readers. The legendary Ban/Kag writing duo have done it again! That's right Fury and I have teamed up to completely blow you away with this one.
Fans of "Double Trouble" and "Gang Affiliations" we have got an explosive surprise in store for you! In fact, we've got a ton of surprises in store for all of our readers.
*hint* *hint* You'll see a lot of your favorite and not so favorite characters making an appearance somewhere in this incredible story.
And of course Ban/Kag fans will see plenty of them together as well later in the story. After all Ban/Kag is our absolute favorite couple. *grins*
Okay, enough of my rambling. Let the fun begin!
~Tempest.
XOXOXO:
The First Hello:
Kera and Devon stood casually leaning against the outer walls of the school. They had skipped off grounds for lunch and were just relaxing now. Something rare for both of them.
"Hey handsome," A girl around Kera's five-foot four-inch height, with straight black hair, brown eyes, and all the curves guys liked, walked over to Devon and traced her fingers over his left bicep, casually working it up to his chest where she drew slow circles.
"Hey yourself, darlin'." He smirked, wrapping his arm around her as they leaned against the wall.
"You're new here, right?" She asked, batting her eyes at him. "I saw you in gym today."
"Oh yeah." He smirked. "Did ya like what ya saw?"
"Mhm a lot." She sighed as his hand brushed against her face.
Kera rolled her eyes. She was used to the effect her best friend had on girls by now and his flirting, but it didn't mean she wanted to be privy to it.
"Come on you two. People are staring," she hissed under her breath.
"Let 'em stare." Devon's smug reply drew an annoyed sigh from her lips. His one track mind was on the wrong path, which annoyed her even more.
"One in particular is sending serious death glares at your back." She tried to warn him, but he waved a hand casually dismissing the warning, eyes locked to the girl he'd pinned against the wall and stood very close to, with his hand caressing her thigh as she giggled.
Automatically Kera moved to intercept the mountainous guy who quickly approached, but he wove out of her path, neatly sidestepping her to rip Devon off the girl and toss him onto his ass. The stranger inserted his large frame cutting the girl off from their view as if to shield her.
Kera wondered how the hell a guy that big could move so fluidly? Like a stalking predator in the jungle he moved with a honed stealth and grace she'd only seen in the deadliest of animals.
"This isn't funny, Leiko." The stranger snarled, with his deep brown eyes firmly settled on Devon. "I don't know who the hell you are and frankly I don't care. You just stay the fuck away from her."
"Look, let's just all stay calm, okay?" Kera said, trying to play devil's advocate and keep things civil. They couldn't afford an all out brawl, or the suspension it would likely lead to.
"I'll handle this," Devon said confidently, pushing Kera behind him in the same protective manner as the other guy had used. A clear sign that over the years Kera had come to recognize signaled that all hell was about to break loose.
Knowing that trying to stop the fight about to happen was useless at this point, she stepped back and shifted her weight from one foot to the other in a bored manner.
Devon pulled his fist back, anger flashing in his eyes. Driving his heel into the ground, he twisted his body and brought his fist forward. It connected with Jason's jaw, forcing a dull thud of flesh against flesh. He smirked as he watched the taller man's head snap to the side as the man stumbled back.
Jason spat out blood. The sanguine liquid mixed with saliva formed a small pool on the ground at his feet.
Kera watched the girl silently slip away as the men fought. Typical trouble making girl. Cause a fight then slip away unnoticed. She thought unimpressed.
"Damn, Kera. I think I just rung his bell." Devon turned towards his friend and grinned.
She sighed and turned her complete attention back to the combatants in time to catch Devon's boyish grin, that reminded her of when they were kids and he'd stolen another kid's candy.
"Come on, man." Jason turned to face the shorter male. "My mother could hit harder." He finished with a smug grin.
"Yeah? Well, try this on for size," Devon snarled, as he jumped into the air and spun around. He used his momentum to drive his right booted foot into Jason's cheek, snapping his head to the side again. He grinned as his feet planted onto the ground with a loud thud.
"How'd that one feel, tough guy?" Devon smirked.
Jason rubbed the blood from his split cheek with his thumb and turned around again.
"Like butterfly kisses." Jason sighed. "Really, are you even trying?"
Anger filled Devon's eyes and he glared at the man, whom still showed no signs of emotion. "You cocky sonuva bitch!" He snapped. "Ya wanna feel my full force?"
"You've already started, so you may as well as finish up what you can do." Jason grinned. "Because once I start, I won't stop."
An eerie chill flowed through both Kera and Devon, the latter of whom figured it was just the breeze.
"Dev-" Kera started. Something wasn't right about the guy fighting her friend. There wasn't the slightest ounce of fear in the guy. And he was taking everything way too calmly. Which sent off every inner warning bell she possessed.
"Stay out of this, Kera. I'll take him down. Just watch." Devon cracked his knuckles. "The bigger they are the harder they fall." He chuckled. Devon put all of his force into a rising knee, which struck Jason's diaphragm.
Jason bent over slightly and was thrown off balance. Finding the opening Devon drove his heel on to Jason's temple. Convinced he had at least knocked out his opponent Devon jammed his hands in his pockets and grinned. He didn't notice Jason standing back up.
"My turn." His grin widened.
Devon quickly turned to face Jason and as he was turning a large steel-hard fist slammed into his cheek forcing him to stumble and rebound off of Kera, whom kept him from falling by bracing her feet wide apart in a horse stance before she caught him.
"You sonuva bitch!" Devon stripped his jacket from his body and charged full on towards the waiting Jason.
Jason's sadistic grin spread his face. He spun around and lifted his leg. The roundhouse kick firmly connected with Devon's jaw.
Devon bounced himself off a wall and threw a hard right.
Jason ducked under the fist, pushed against Devon, and brought his left elbow up, smashing into Devon's nose releasing a torrent of blood. Tucking his foot behind Devon's Jason stood and backhanded Devon forcing him to the ground.
"Why are you laying down, huh?" Jason grinned. "Are you tired already? I've hardly started."
"Man, fuck you!" Devon growled, as he stood to his feet.
"Ah, ah! Temper, temper." Jason wagged a finger tauntingly towards the smaller male.
Devon growled as he charged Jason one last time. He got a running start and jumped into the air with his leg locked out. Jason simply side-stepped the strike, spun behind Devon, kicked the back of his knee and wrapped a large, muscled arm around Devon's neck, hooking his arm underneath the kneeling man's, resting an open hand on the back of his head.
"See where your actions gotchu?" Jason whispered into Devon's ear as he applied pressure to the lock. "You just got your ass handed to you on a silver platter, hermano."
A grin spread across his face as Devon begun driving elbows into his side. "All I need to do is apply more pressure and I can snap your," Jason yelled the last of his sentence, shaking Devon around a bit. "Fucking neck, herman-"
A blade of double edged steel buried into Jason's back.
"You've had your guys' fun! Release him, now!" Kera shouted, angry flames danced in her eyes.
Jason sighed and dropped Devon, whom writhed on the ground with his hands at his neck, gasping for air.
Jason raised an eyebrow and ripped the blade from his shoulder.
"Excuse me?" He pointed the blade at Kera, completely unfazed at the fact that he'd just had a blade sticking out of his back mere seconds ago. "Do you have any clue how rude that was?"
"You've had your fun. Now, leave my friend alone and we won't have to do this again." She walked over to Devon and helped his to his feet, scowling when he slapped her hands away from him.
Why did men always have to be so hardheaded? She walked over to Jason and held her hand out.
"The blade please?" She stared up at him without an ounce of fear in her eyes and waited patiently.
Jason smiled and handed her the knife.
"You're pretty accurate with your throws." He calmly turned around and walked away.
Kera watched Jason walk away, unable to stop herself until he was out of sight. There had always been something about a nice, tight ass in a snug pair of jeans that drew her attention. His jeans sure fit nicely, though she wondered why she'd thought that. She didn't usually check a guy out. She was too busy for anything serious. Always moving around from job to job. Something that would no longer be a problem considering her daddy had retired her. She shook her head and returned her attention to her best friend.
"I knew your flirting would get you in hot water sooner or later," she sighed. "Let's go play-boy." She didn't make the mistake of trying to help him up again. He was too stubborn to accept it, so why waste the effort a second time?
"I could've taken him," Devon insisted.
"Sure, Dev," she sighed. She knew from firsthand experience that Devon had thrown everything he had into each attack. Devon easily broke bricks and dented walls with his strikes. Yet it hadn't even phased Jason, who took every blow cool as a cucumber and still walked away the victorious one.
"He took my blade like it wasn't even a bee sting, Dev, and you know I don't miss." She closed her eyes and rubbed her blade against her jean clad thigh to remove Jason's blood, then put her blade away. Jason was hardcore as if he'd been trained to block out all traces of pain. She absently wondered why.
"First time for everything," Devon muttered, sulking with a hand over his bleeding nose. She knew he wasn't used to getting his ass kicked by anyone but her. Out of the company sector they had worked for she and Devon were the top of their classes in every aspect.
Wordlessly Kera ripped off her right sleeve and passed her friend the cloth for his nose as they made their way to his apartment, where she cleaned him up and ripped off her other sleeve so they matched.
"I don't think that guy appreciated you hitting on that girl who might have been his girlfriend, ya know." She scolded him. "You need to think first, Dev. We can't be killing people here. Remember?"
"Don't remind me," he huffed, and swatted her hands away. "And stop molly-coddling me, Kera. I can handle myself."
"Be my guest." She threw her hands up in the air and stormed away. She'd had enough of dealing with stupid, stubborn men for one day, so she decided to return to school before her lunch hour finished. She'd grab a bite on the way home when school was over.
XOXOXO:
Several hours later the final bell for the day rang. Kera pushed out of her seat and dashed straight for the classroom door. She briskly went to her locker to collect her books and then walked out of the school. She pushed a loose lock of wavy black hair that had fallen out of her high ponytail away from her face and tucked it behind her ear with a long drawn out sigh.
Her caramel eyes narrowed at the guy who casually leaned against the gate of her school as if it was the most natural thing in the world. His bowl-cut-blond-hair and football captain build annoyed her as much as his mere presence did.
"Go away," she hissed. Her tone was hard and cold and her spine stiffened as she went to move past him.
"That's not a very friendly welcome," he teased playfully. His fingers wrapped tightly around her elbow and he spun her to face him.
"We need to talk." His eyes turned hard and serious.
"Nothing left to say," she huffed, and pulled free of his hold.
"There is plenty to say," he argued. "Let's go." He grabbed her elbow again and led her away from the school.
Because of the many eyes drawn their way she clenched her teeth and allowed him to lead her away. The last thing she needed right now was for him to make a scene in front of her classmates, let alone the entire school.
They walked toward the end of the property and stopped near the wide open alley. She scowled as she watched a fat, hairy rat scurry away from the large, smelly dumpster.
He pushed her against the wall and her back collided with a soft grunt. She glared at him, flexing and unflexing her hand as she fought the urge to sock his arrogant jaw.
"Now, let's talk," His breath fanned her face because he was that close as he leaned in to kiss her.
"Hell no!" She hit his chest and braced one foot against the wall behind her for added force as she shoved him away from her.
"I told you not to get near me again." The sound of flesh colliding against flesh rang through the air from the force of her slap as it connected with his cheek.
"Stay the hell away from me." She moved to storm off, but he snagged her wrist and yanked her back to him, blocking the punch she aimed for his thick skull. He wrapped his free arm that he'd blocked with around her arm and shoved her against the wall again.
He laughed moving his head away so that her head-butt hit his chest instead of his face.
"Calm down, babe."
"Don't call me that," she hissed vehemently. Eyes full of anger and disgust swirling into a potent mixture.
"You're not going anywhere until we've worked this out." He stared at her eyes and had a serious tone.
"There is nothing to work out. Never was." She freed herself and ran towards the corner, intending to go back towards the school, but was cut off as three more guys rounded the corner.
She stopped in her tracks, dropped her books, and prepared to fight her way out as the four guys surrounded her. Taking advantage of her hesitation Dorian grabbed her from behind with his arm around her neck and jerked her hard against his chest.
"Is there a problem here?" A deeper voice vibrated through the air. Jason casually stood leaning against the stone wall. His eyes were fixed on Kera and Dorian. A lit cigarette clung to his lips.
"Nothing that concerns you," Dorian growled at Jason and tightened his grip around Kera's throat.
"Well…" Jason pushed off of the wall. "Seeing as you're virtually strangling a woman." He took a drag from his cigarette. "I'm pretty sure it does concern me."
"You don't want to be included in this, yo." One of Dorian's friends approached Jason and slammed a finger against his chest. "Trust me."
Jason sighed and grabbed the man's wrist. He jammed the cherry of his cigarette into the offending man's eye socket causing the man to let loose a blood curdling cry as the butt crumpled against his sensitive eye. Jason shoved the man back and kicked him into his other two friends. The cigarette butt clung to his pupil.
"I think I'm included now." Jason grinned as he cracked his knuckles.
The other two jocks charged blindly straight at Jason, throwing blind and repetitive strikes, which Jason easily dodged. He positioned himself against the wall just as one of the men brought his fist forward. Jason quickly ducked and the sound of bones snapping as the hand impacted the brick wall echoed through the air, as did the screams of pain.
Grinning Jason kicked the still able man away and smashed his open hand against the bottom of the broken handed man's jaw, causing him to rise into the air and plummet back down, out cold. He turned his attention towards the other man.
"You really wanna keep going?" Jason cocked his head to the side, a look of confusion on his face.
"You broke my friend's hand and burned my other friend's eye out! I'm gonna beat you to death, you crazy motherfucker!"
Jason sighed as the man ran towards him. He dug his foot into the ground and brought his leg up for a high kick. It had a good, solid connection and the man sprawled to the ground at Dorian's feet.
"Aw man! That was too easy." Jason frowned.
Kera stared at Jason as she made quick work of slamming her head backwards, driving it into Dorian's face and then hip tossed him to land on the ground. She quickly held a dagger to his throat.
"You get near me again, or go anywhere near my family, and I'll gut you like a fish. Clear?" Her voice and eyes were stone cold.
Dorian stared at her with frightened eyes and nodded, unable to believe such a tiny girl had just done that to a big guy like him.
"Good." She kicked him in the face to knock him out and approached Jason.
"You're something else, ya know that?" She put her dagger away. "First, you beat the shit out of my closest friend."
"He was hitting on Leiko." He replied calmly.
"She started it. And don't change the subject." She sighed. "Then you magically appear and fight off three guys. Nice moves by the way. Where did you learn them?" she asked, collecting her books.
Jason smiled at her.
"You'd be surprised at what I can do and what I have done." He chuckled and pulled his black turtle neck down to reveal the 1st Marines tattoo decorating his neck.
"You got ink?" She smiled. "Pretty cool, and that explains a lot." She grinned. "I've got ink too, but it's not something I go showing around." She winked.
"Thanks for the help. Saved me a lot of blood shed and future problems from it." She pushed up on her toes, kissed his cheek and then walked off smiling as she returned to the school to meet with her twin and her twin's friends as planned.
"I bet." He chuckled. "I'll be seeing you around." She heard his deep voice, before she moved out of range.
XOXOXO:
Back over in front of the school Kera spotted her twin and some girls waiting.
"There you are." Kagome frowned. "What happened to you?"
"Just a minor tussle." Kera waved it off as if her disheveled appearance and torn sleeves was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Hungry?"
"Famished."
"Okay, let's go."
She followed her twin and the giggling gaggle of girls who started yammering on about the hot guys at school.
Kera fought the urge to roll her eyes and bit back a sigh. Seriously? Was boys the only thing those girls ever talked about? There was more to life than guys.
She shook her head, hugged her books to her chest, and walked beside her shorter twin. How she'd grown a few inches taller than her twin was still a mystery.
The group slowly filed into WacDonald's and went to the counter to make their orders. Twenty minutes later their order came up.
Kera carried the seriously overloaded tray of food over to the booth the girls had laid claim to.
Placing the tray on the table Kera grabbed her two cheeseburgers, large fries, and a large drink and started eating while the others girls ate their food and gossiped.
Kera listened halfheartedly as they discussed who was dating who and all that boring stuff. She quickly decided she needed to find some new people to hang out with. Ones who spent more time actually doing stuff than gossiping.
"Jason's bad-ass." Eri remarked all starry eyed.
Kera blinked. Now that she could agree with. The man definitely had a way of making a lasting impression. Whether that was a good or bad thing remained to be seen.
"He has a lot of ink too." Ayumi cooed. "That's damn sexy right there I tell you."
Kera bit into her burger savoring the blend of spicy mustard, tomato, meat, and cheese. So, he had more ink than just the Marine tattoo? Interesting.
"He's got four insignias on his left arm, and a tattoo of a heart above those with Leiko's name under it." Yuka said matter of factly.
So that girl is his girlfriend. Kera thought disappointingly. Maybe it's for the best? She wondered, as she pushed her unfinished last burger aside and munched on her fries. One of the few comfort foods she preferred, though she didn't indulge in them often.
"Leiko's really proud of him, you know? After all, it's not every day that your brother makes it into the Marines, let alone comes home in one piece." Yuka informed them happily.
"Jason is her brother?" Kera asked shocked, joining in the conversation. It doesn't mean he is free. She reminded herself. Just that he's not with Leiko. And what did it matter if he was free? He'd never be interested in a girl with her past.
She stuffed some more fries in her mouth and swallowed. He'd be a man of the world and probably a ladies man to boot. She didn't need that on her hands. Not while she was trying to figure out what her next move in life would be.
"Yup," Eri grinned. "He's one sexy beast of a man too."
Kera fought the urge to roll her eyes at his little fan club and wondered how he'd react to the discovery that he was the current subject of their gossip?
More to the point, Jason was a distraction. Albeit a tempting one, but a distraction none the less. She needed to keep a clear head in order to figure out what to do with the rest of her life. Her daddy had made it crystal clear she was out of the biz, period. And honestly, after what they tried to do, she was glad to be shed of them.
Far be it from her to go against his one clear order that he's ever given her. She wished he'd come home soon. She missed him. Being the only parent she'd had around her entire life, he was her lifeline when the world went to hell time and again. She pushed away from the table and slid out of the booth.
"We should head home, Kags. Mama will worry if we're gone too long."
"You're right," Kagome sighed, as she too reluctantly pushed her food away and rose to her feet. "See you girls tomorrow. Shopping at the mall, right?"
Kera bit back a sigh. One of her least favorite activities.
"Yup, bright and early." They reminded. "We're making a day of it."
Kera spun on her heel and walked out the door with Kagome right beside her.
"Would you like to go shopping with us?"
"I'll take a rain check." She smiled at her shorter twin. "Not a big fan of malls," she admitted.
"Too bad. It's a lot of fun." Kagome tried to change her mind.
Fun. Another foreign word to Kera's lifestyle. Nothing about her life thus far had been fun per say. It was hard work, discipline, and death. Lots of death.
She glanced at her sister and wondered how twins could be so vastly different. Like night and day. Kagome was all sunshine and happiness. The light one of the pair. Kera was dark, quiet, and calculating. She had even beat her twin by a few inches. Seriously, how had that happened?
Looks and blood relations were all they had in common. Kera was so unlike any of the other girls at the school that she felt out of place. Not that it bothered her. Kera had long ago accepted her life as it was and what she'd been trained to do. She'd made peace with herself for the most part.
Nothing to be ashamed of because she'd done exactly what she'd been instructed to with every job. Except the last one. The only job she'd failed to carry out her orders to a T on.
"I'm sure you'll have fun with your friends." She smiled at her sister. "I can entertain myself."
"Well, if you're sure?" Kagome hesitated.
"Positive." Kera smiled, touched by her sister's concern. Would she be so concerned if she discovered even a few of the things Kera had done? And why should that matter? They were sisters sure, but Kera only answered to her daddy and herself. Another reason she'd avoided anything close to a relationship for so long.
XOXOXO:
As they turned the corner that led to their family's shrine, Kera's gaze zeroed in on a rare sight. Something she'd only seen back in America where she'd grown up.
Kera slowly approached the old car as her eyes drank in the sight of it's sleek black body with a cherry red racing stripe.
"1970 Dodge Challenger," she mumbled to herself. A shocked yet elated grin slowly spread across her lips. She affectionately trailed her finger along the body of the muscle car.
She looked through the open window to take in the black leather, red trimmed bucket seats, the elegantly crafted wooden dash, modern heating system and radio. The end of the gear stick held a black skull with red lights in the eyes. It had a leather back bench and red overhead lights. She glanced down at the twenty-two inch rims and noticed the lowered suspension.
So, it's a drift car. She thought to herself. Must be grandpa's. I know for a fact that he used to race a bit. She smiled. Maybe I'll have a peek under the hood.
Opening the door she wrapped her fingers around the hood release and heard a loud 'clunk' as the hood popped open. She casually strolled over to the front end of the car and lifted the hood.
"Oh my God," she gasped, as she took in the engine. "A 528 V8 Hemi engine!"
"Yeah, I built it myself."
Kera jumped and turned to face the voice that came from the last man she'd expected to see there. A face that was quickly becoming a familiar sight. Although it was now clean shaven.
"So, I take it you like my baby, huh?" Jason chuckled, walking over towards the driver's seat. "Wanna hear her start up?" He grinned.
Kera nodded her head, happiness twinkling in her eyes. She'd never thought to see one of these again up close.
Jason opened the door and slid into the driver's seat, slipped the key into the ignition and twisted it. His car hissed for a moment, and not a second later it roared to life.
He glanced over towards Kera, who motioned for him to rev the engine which he happily obliged. It roared and the car jerked back and forward from the sheer power vibrating from the engine. Finally, Jason cut the engine and climbed out of the car, closing the door behind him.
"Well?" Jason grinned, waiting patiently for her response.
"Purrs like a dream," she answered, mimicking his grin. "Did it yourself, huh? You must be real good with your hands." Her gaze dropped to his hands and a warm feeling spread in her chest.
"You wouldn't believe how good I can be." He winked at her.
"I'll take your word for it." Heat filled her cheeks as she looked away and swallowed trying not to read too much into his words. And why did her stomach feel like a swarm of butterflies had suddenly taken flight from a single wink?
This guy was threatening to her on so many levels that she couldn't help but find him interesting. Just looking at him and talking to him thrilled her in ways no one else ever had. And this was only their third meeting.
"Didn't take you for an American muscle type of guy."
"I didn't take you for one either." He smirked. "Besides, being from America, it's nice to have a piece of her here with me. These Japanese cars don't cut it for me."
"I was raised in America." She smiled fondly as she remembered some of the nicer places there. "So, you race?"
"I used to." Jason smirked. "But, I was deployed and decided to come here to live with my sister and my grandfather." He sighed. "So, what parts of America have you seen?"
"The Grand Canyon has a certain appeal to it. Really makes a person feel small too. If you aren't afraid to hike the trails you'll see a lot of wonderful things at a slow enough pace to really take it all in." She smiled. "I preferred the Rocky Mountains though. And you?"
Jason shrugged. "I haven't really had the time to take in the sights. Work has always kept me away."
"Now there I can relate. Always on the move. Too busy to actually have any roots." She stared at the horizon and spoke calmly. "We moved a lot, my dad and I. When he was home we'd get together for dinner and stuff. But, mostly I was on my own. Different jobs, little to no warning. You know the drill."
"You gotta take time to enjoy life when you can. That's something I have learned. I just gotta figure out what to do with all the free time I have now." She sighed. "Feels weird having all this free time on my hands."
Jason sighed. "I get that feeling. Trust me. Not actively using some kind of weapon just feels awkward."
She calmly faced him. "So, what exactly brings you to my door?"
He chuckled. "Your grandfather needed some help around the shrine and with your mother's van. My grandpa asked if I would help out, so I did."
"A man of many talents." She smiled. "And apparently full of surprises too." Why did the knowledge he'd be hanging around a while suddenly cause her heart rate to speed up?
"I have always been one for surprises." He grinned and brought his body to hers, wrapping his large arms around her smaller figure.
"And as for my talents?" He lowered his face closer to hers. "Well, I surprise even myself." He grinned. Just before their lips made contact he pulled away, then turned around and started walking back to the shrine.
Kera stood there shell-shocked at how close he'd been and wondered why she hadn't shoved him away like she normally would. Would she really have let him just kiss her? For the first time in her life she honestly didn't know. Part of her wanted to, just to see what it would be like. But, the smarter part of her didn't want to, because she instinctively knew that once she did, she'd be lost to him.
Secretly she found herself wanting to get lost in him. Jason was fast proving to be the greatest danger to her, both emotionally and physically. He would completely consume her to the very core if she ever allowed him to get that close to her. Yup. Without a doubt Jason would be the biggest challenge she'd ever faced.
Dorian processed the events that had just transpired between Kera and the larger guy. His hands balled into fists at his side and his jaw clenched.
"What the fuck?" He growled to himself. "Why the hell didn't she push him away? Are you kidding me?"
"Dorian, don't worry about it man. I'm sure it's nothing." Hojo placed a reassuring hand on his friend's back.
The two continued their walk as he noticed Kera walking up the steps. After counting to ten, Dorian decided to follow her up the steps.
Kera leaned up against the wall of her house, watching Jason work on her mom's van. He had stripped off his black turtleneck and wore only a skin-tight grey tank top. She stared at his muscles which flexed with every simple movement he made. Her eyes slowly traced his tattoos on his forearm. She sighed contently.
He was definitely a pleasurable sight to behold. All that raw male power and strength. He wore confidence like an invisible second skin. It showed in every move he made. She bit her bottom lip. He was a lethal temptation that could well prove her undoing.
She'd never allowed any guy to affect her this way before. And if she was honest with herself, she was completely powerless to stop it. She'd never let anything spiral so out of control before in her life. So, why now?
Jason stood up and wiped the grease from his hands on a rag. "See anything you like?" He chuckled.
Time for a little bit of payback. She thought to herself.
Kera seductively swayed her hips side to side as she walked towards Jason. She traced her finger along his defined muscles that stuck out clear as day from underneath his tight tank-top. She stared up into his dark brown eyes with seduction twinkling in her light brown pair.
"Maybe I do." She whispered huskily, as she tangled her fingers in his hair and gave it a light tug.
Jason lifted her up, with his hands cupping her rear. Her legs automatically wrapped around his waist.
"You sure?" Jason growled seductively.
Kera blushed, nodding her head. This had started off as a joke, but the way his strong arms held her and the way that his hot breath felt against her skin made her completely forget what she was doing. Overwhelmed with the intense urge to do so she leaned down to kiss him.
"Hey! What the fuck?" Dorian growled, as he stomped up the steps with the force of his rage pounding his feet hard against the concrete as he advanced.
Jason calmly set Kera back on her feet and then turned to face the intruder.
"Yo?"
Dorian marched over towards Jason and Kera, his lips twisted into a deadly scowl.
"What the fuck are you doing with him, Kera?" He snapped. "And why the hell are you letting him touch you like that?"
"What I do and who with is none of your concern," Kera snapped back, hands planted firmly on her hips.
Jason licked the inside of his cheek and watched the two argue for a few more moments.
"Like hell it isn't!" Dorian growled. "You're my woman, Kera."
"Excuse me? I'm not your woman, Dorian. I don't know how many times I've gotta tell you that."
Dorian raised his hand, bringing it down towards Kera. Before she could react a large, rough hand caught his mid-swing.
"The fuck you doin'?" Jason growled, staring the slightly shorter man in the eyes.
"None of your business. Get lost, asshole," Dorian growled.
Kera stepped back knowing full well what was about to happen next.
"Beep. Wrong fuckin' answer." Jason growled, jamming his boot against Dorian's gut, sending him back into Hojo.
Dorian growled as he rushed at Jason, anger clouding his vision. He threw a right hook. Jason redirected the strike over his left shoulder, grabbed the back of Dorian's head with the other, and slammed his forehead into his. He released Dorian's head and struck him with a right elbow, stunning him.
After kicking his legs out from under him, Dorian fell to his knees and right onto Jason's rising knee. The force of the impact sent him flying backwards, hardly conscious. Jason casually strolled over to Dorian, whom was trying to climb to his feet again. He snatched him up by the neck and held him in the air.
"Look at me, motherfucker. You fuckin' look at me." Jason squeezed Dorian's neck, mostly cutting off his air flow. "I don't ever want to see your face around Kera again, understand?" Jason reached behind him and pulled a .50 AE Desert Eagle from his back holster.
How come I didn't notice that massive hand cannon before? Kera thought to herself. You're slipping girl.
Jason cocked the hammer back on the massive handgun and brought the barrel to rest above his thumb on Dorian's jaw.
"Because if you don't, I'll send this bullet straight through your skull. You understand?" Jason smirked.
Dorian nodded his head.
"Excuse me? What was that?" Jason squeezed tighter.
Dorian forced a weak "Yes," from his lips.
"Pardon me, I still can't hear you." Jason pushed Dorian against a wall. "Could you speak a little louder please?"
Using the last of the air in his lungs Dorian screamed: "Yes!"
"Okay." Jason dropped Dorian to the ground. "Now, run."
Dorian looked up at Jason in fear and confusion.
Jason discharged a round into the air. The large boom of the gun echoed through the air. "I said run, motherfucker!"
Hojo quickly pulled Dorian to his feet and the two ran down the steps.
Jason discharged another round, laughing maniacally.
"Haha! Run! Run, Forest, Run!"
"You definitely know how to make an impression," Kera said amused. Something about this particular man called out to her in ways she never knew existed. She knew he could prove the most dangerous thing she'd ever face, her gut told her as much. But, she liked how protective, strong, and confident he was. She was used to strong men, even overprotective men. But this one… he was different in so many ways.
Jason smirked and put his gun away.
"I try." He pulled Kera closer to him. "Now, where were we?"
"Right here I believe." Her arms looped around his neck as she leaned up on her toes to kiss him.
Jason picked her up once more, using his right hand to cup her rear and hold her up while his left hand dropped the hood of the van behind her. He set her on the hood, and leaned over her, using the angle they were at to push in closer, deepening the kiss.
She kissed him back as shivers of excitement danced along her spine. Damn he sure knew how to make a girl go weak in the knees. She clung to him, kissing him as passionately as he kissed her.
It was different than anything she'd ever experienced before. This was raw, unrestrained passion and she wanted more of it. Her arms fell running along his biceps and she got a secret thrill from the feelings coursing through her bloodstream. It was like the rush she got before a kill, only much better. And far more addicting.
Jason bucked his hips against hers, causing her to moan from the sudden unexpected impact. Jason smirked as he pulled away, only to nibble at her earlobe, before returning his full attention to Kera's soft, kissable lips.
She moaned, pulling him closer for a deeper kiss. His kisses were definitely addictive and she didn't want to stop, but was forced to as her lungs burned in need of air.
"Mm," she moaned tugging him closer to her. "You're dangerous," she teased playfully, as she kissed his jaw.
"You have no clue just how dangerous I can really be," Jason whispered. He smirked as he went in for another kiss. He pressed her firmly against the van and held her hands above her head in on of his giant grease covered hands. He pulled one of Kera's legs to rest on his hip. Remembering the enjoyable response he got earlier, he pressed his lips firm against hers and bucked his hips once more.
"Maybe I'll find out someday?" She panted, and wiggled against him as foreign emotions grew inside her with the force of a wild storm slowly building as she tugged him for a deeper kiss. She simply couldn't get enough of him.
"Maybe," Jason chuckled. He felt something burning in his gut, something he hadn't felt before. The raging inferno only increased his need to push closer to her, if that was possible. Grinning he pulled back and begun to nip at the corner of Kera's lips and once more roughly bucked his jean clad hips into hers, earning a small moan.
She tried to tug her hands free as the kissing continued and she wiggled beneath him. She didn't know what had come over her, but she wasn't about to complain. All of her thoughts melted away as she nibbled his ear lobe, gently tugging the flap of skin as she raked it with her teeth.
A deep rumble of delight rose form in his throat. He released Kera's wrists. Once free, her arms automatically wrapped around Jason's neck. He sucked lightly on he juggler and slid his hand up her shirt, stopping at the bottom of her bra. His rough callouses lightly scratched at her silk-smooth skin causing Kera to shudder.
"Jas," she whispered. "I'm burning up." She felt like someone had reached deep inside her and turned on a furnace warming her from the inside out.
"Well, that means I'm doing something right," he growled seductively. He chuckled and then ran his fingertips underneath the fabric and stroked them along the bottom of her breast, leaving a little grease there too. Once more he bucked his hips, though this time with much more force.
"Kera!"
Kagome's shocked scream was like an ice cold wave and sent her crashing hard back to reality. She ducked her head against Jason's chest to hide her deep blush. Had she really just made out with him on top of her mother's van where anyone could see? She'd never behaved so wantonly before. What was she thinking? Oh yeah, she hadn't been thinking… only feeling and boy did she feel…
Jason released a sigh of disappointment and then chuckled, withdrawing his hand from her body.
"I've left my number in your back pocket." He whispered. "Call me anytime." He smirked as he pushed himself up. He held out a hand, which Kera gladly took, and pulled her off the van, sliding her down his hard body before placing her on her feet.
Jason smiled. "Well, I guess I'd better get back to work." He popped the hood open again. "I'm pretty sure your grandpa isn't paying me to sit around and make out with his grand kids," He winked at Kera. "No matter how pretty they are."
He knew two things for certain.
Kera had a smokin' hot body.
And she was a damned good kisser.
His gaze dropped to her slightly swollen lips. A Cheshire-cat-grin crossed his face and his chest puffed with pride at the knowledge that he'd been the one to cause that thoroughly kissed look they currently held.
"You didn't tell us Jason would be here." Yuka pouted at Kagome.
"And judging by that heated little display we just walked up on," Ayumi chimed in while fanning herself. "He's-"
"Spoken for," Jason informed the girls bluntly. His eyes smoldered with intensity as they settled on Kera. He smirked and torqued the wrench.
Her heart fluttered at the announcement. It answered her unspoken question about whether or not he had a girlfriend.
"Enough," Kera turned and glared at the girls, with her hands on her hips. How dare they stand there and talk about Jason like a piece of meat? And right in front of her and Jason too. Didn't they have any idea how rude that was?
"Jason isn't a piece of fodder for your gossiping and neither am I." She warned deadly serious. She heard the van hood close and Jason's steps as he moved into the nearby shed.
"I'd better not hear so much as a whisper about what you saw going around the school." She stared each of the girls down until one by one they muttered assurances and looked away from her.
XOXOXO:
A/N: Yo, guys! Thanks for reading this! Tempest and I have spent quite a few hours brainstorming, writing, and proofreading for this project.
And for those of you wondering "Fury, Tempest, why are these chapters so long?"
WELL, you guys, we've decided to come together to forge a fanfic the likes of which have never been seen! We're going to pull out all the stops! We're going for a MINIMUM of ONE MILLION words!
That's right, baby, The big 1m!
All for you guys!
We're gonna be bringing back quite a few characters to throw into the mix and those of you that have read Gang Affiliations, should know Jason right off the bat and if you've read Tempest's Double Trouble, you should know Kera!
And of course, you guys know Bankotsu and Kagome and all those people. Enough of my ranting, we hope you enjoy our latest creation.
Always, remember to leave feedback and your thoughts. Love ya, bye!
-Fury