Sandwiched

Chapter .o1: Warfare

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She paced around in the living room simply wearing some oversized boxers and a sports bra. The day was burning and it wasn't turning out to be any cooler, plus the glow of the sun wasn't helping much either. Just my luck, she thought, this new apartment sucks. At first she didn't complain since it was a gift from a former friend and the expenses he did were extremely high, yet later on she couldn't take it any more, the heat was roasting her. The intensifying heat was one hassle, secondly she despised the idea of being alone. They always left her alone and she had nothing better to do but to roam the apartment and ponder when they'll come to her in their burning need.

She was feeling frustrated for being left unaccompanied for such long periods of time and never receiving at least one lousy phone call from him, or more like them. The three of them have been together for as long as she could remember and were inseparable, but now it seemed like there was never a measly minute when they could be together only for the hell of it. At least two of them or the three, if it were possible then she wouldn't have to be spending her time watching senseless televisions and stuffing her gut with countless amounts of food.

They had first started off as friends and then it all bloomed into something much more. Formerly it was only her and one of her best friends whom took their friendship to the next level and became lovers. With them being a couple the third friend was somewhat left out on all the excitement.

They went out for a good, couple, unforgettable years but then decided it was best if they stepped back into being pals. As for the third abandoned one, he wanted to try out the next level beyond friendship as well. And once more she and him were the couple and the neglected one wanted some attention.

She couldn't blame them though. They always got a hold of what they sought after and once in a while they wanted her. Her lips, her touch, and her flawless body with just the right amount of curves, it was all too good to just be gawking at such a body that their urges couldn't aid them to have a closer look and a closer touch. When they were in high school the only thing in their minds was kinky sex and the thousands of freshly, tanned legs that would be wrapped around them screaming for them not to halt. Of course she was a curious one since they often bragged about their last encounter every so often and both males had some sort of strategy to advise the other, a new position, a new technique, but not her. Then again, they were guys and she was merely a young woman, a virgin one at that, that is, until one them decided to enlighten her on the great world of pleasurable sex. It was sort of like a 'friends with benefits' thing. When one was horny she pleased him. When the other was deeply aroused she did the exact thing. And vise versa, either way no one was hurt, they never complained so it went on for a couple of years until today when this blissful relationship became something unique.

However, life has become a bit more complicated with unwanted careers rising and falling, the fear of their secret joyride being exposed along with the rest of life's problems. She just wished that everything could be solved with a simple kiss. She was a magnificent kisser. She knew that and her two former lovers always told her so. Her simple, smooth, pink lips always sent shivers down their spines whenever hers came in contact with theirs. Just as her lips were their flaw their hands were something that sent unexplainable pleasure throughout her body and never failed to have her knees buckle beneath her.

Thinking about countless times of satisfying sex drove her mad. There were times when she needed them, badly, and they were nowhere in sight to give her what she was craving for. However, she, on the other hand, was always available for their needs. Overall, patience has proved to be a virtue.

She sighed heavily as she walked upstairs to her bedroom and in one swift crammed her black locks into a bun to, at least, allow some fresh breeze embrace the velvety skin on her neck. Her skin was covered in a coat of sweat even after taking various showers it wasn't enough. She never did like sweating, who does anyway? That is to say, unless she was in a bed with a certain brown-haired man and/or a silver-colored one.

As she crawled in bed the phone rang and she merely groaned in response. She was excessively comfy that she refused to answer the phone but rather let the answering machine receive the call from whomever was calling her at the worst possible time. She wasn't in the mood to chat or to even move at the time.

Her arms were lifelessly over her head while her legs were straddled on the bed and she blinked up at the ceiling staring at the strange design whereas her machine took the caller's message.

'Kagome-Chan? It's Kouga, I guess you aren't home, so I'll call you some other time.'

The instant she heard his voice she flipped on her stomach and tried to reach the phone on time before he hung up.

"Kouga-Kun?!" She screamed more like to the phone rather than to the person on the other side.

The endless beeping sound indicated that she was too late. She was furious at herself for missing out on her only chance to talk to him or more like her only chance to see him. It wasn't very often she had a chance to talk to him, or better yet, be with him and now her only opportunity to ask him to come to her went downhill. She hurled the phone across the room cursing loudly as she made her way to the bathroom, perhaps another extensive, icy shower should help her to cool down, it always has anyway

She slammed the door shut and didn't bother to lock it. Who was going to enter anyway? Certainly not InuYasha or Kouga. Seems like they were too busy at the moment to pay her any visits, at least Kouga called to see if she was there. InuYasha carried a cell phone but he rarely used it unlike Kouga who had countless dialed calls to her and she had countless missed calls by him. Funny how things work.

As she stripped herself from the outsized boxers and slipped the sports bra off she jumped into the tub. She didn't wait on it to fill up instead laid in it and wait on the bitterness of the water to cover her up. She turned the radio on and sang along to a familiar tune content at the coolness surrounding her body, as well as the sweet scent of strawberry bubbles. Her bun was released and only the tips of her black tresses were soaked while her cinnamon-colored eyes closed themselves and she hummed the rest of the song. Her lips curved into a smile once the water reached halfway and she did nothing but sigh at the huge relief she felt.

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"Here I was worried sick about her and she was purely taking another shower. That girl never cease to surprise me." Kouga alleged.

He was finally given the vacation he'd been asking for and wasted no time to rush to Kagome to spend every given second with her. Just as he's told her before, he can't be away from her for so long or he'll grow impatient with the lack of her touch. When he had arrived home he was already ridding himself from that itching-wearing suit he despised so much. The shoes, socks, tie and jacket had been carelessly thrown in the entrance of the apartment while the rest, he decided, would be best if she tore it right off of him. He knew too well that if he was yearning for her severely then, in his opinion, she must be dying for his suave strokes.

Once upstairs his smirk grew and his erection was aching for release. He shook his head unable to believe that just the thought of her made him yearn for her painfully. It was as if she had this curse on him that made the simple-minded person he is turn, all of a sudden, into a non-stop sex god.

When he heard the water had stopped running he choose to barge into her sweet shower and probably join her and aid her in showering. Not only would he be rubbing sugared scented soap on her body but something, with a mind all on its own, wouldn't be able to resist the freedom to rub itself in between her legs.

He wanted to chuckle when he saw that she didn't notice him walk in on her, she was so into her singing to sense him and her eyes still remained shut. Her back was facing him and almost beckoning him to touch her and of course he did nothing but obey. Even as he made his way to her he freed himself from the rest of the clothing covering him up. The shirt flew behind him and the pants slipped down his legs as he walked. He choose it would be best if he just kept the trousers on or else he would be in her before she even reacted to his presence. He would have taken her right then and there and ignore any protest she might do just as long he got what he was aching for.

He kneeled behind her and his arms wrapped themselves around her, his arms slip under hers and his hands found her supple breast cupping them in his palms. He laughed as she jumped at his touch and cooed her to calm down.

"Jumpy aren't we?"

His question was responded by a quiet moan as he pressed her back firmly against his bare chest. He kissed his way up from her shoulder. He kissed her neck, took a sensual bite from her earlobe, kissed her cheek and turned away when she turned to meet his lips. He was correct on his assumption. She was eager to have his touch. His hands by no means removed themselves from her breasts; he caressed them, squeezed them, massaged them and finally bent his head to kiss them.

"Kouga.." She hissed.

He detached his hands from her chest only to raise her hair from her neck and face. He wanted to see her flushed face when she whimpered at his touch. She wanted to turn but he didn't allow her to do so. One satisfying look of hers would make it harder on him to control his flaming need and he wanted to take this slow.

"Don't move. You're mine at the moment." He said seductively returning to his previous spot. His hands ran back to her breast, she arched her back pressing her chest towards his hands when he refused to touch her as he had formerly done so. Kouga's feathery touch sent bolts of pleasure from her breasts to the very tip of her perfectly, manicured toes and she couldn't find words to speak, hence moaning was all she could do.

His mouth enclosed itself in the back of her neck and she sucked in her breath when she felt his tongue twirl around. That tongue of his, no matter what it was doing, whether it was licking an ice cream cone or plainly just in sight, it sent constant reminders of how good it felt when he twirled that oh-so-good tongue of his deep within her burning sensation.

He was teasing her now; he knew how sensitive she was when he touched her there as well as somewhere else. The water splashed out the bathtub as he continued to stroke her gently and she squirmed soon after his hands decided to roam around body. Her hands were on either side of the tub holding onto it tightly thinking she would fall if she was to let go. The pleasure he gave her was always too good to be real, just one kiss of his made everything right with the world.

He continued his taunt on her. He wanted her to scream his name, her climax, her pleasure.

Ever since she felt his stroke her legs spread welcoming his hands eagerly. His fingertips traced imaginary lines and circles on her stomach, and ghostly went around her navel until they were close to their objective. One hand cupped itself between her legs while the other ran back up to her breast to give her hardened nipples some attention. His mouth gave small kisses and nips at her neck and he snickered at the though of being able to give the woman he loved so much pleasure as well as always having her ask for more.

He looked at her with one partially open eye as he kissed her. She was panting, her mouth was slightly open and her eyes were screwed shut, her back arched, her legs spread, it was a lovely sight he couldn't tear his eyes from. He allowed her head to fall back and rest on his shoulder and he took this time to claim her lips. She responded quickly and kissed him almost hungrily. Her lips were his weakness. He always seemed to melt whenever her hot mouth was touching him anywhere, whether it was his lips or some place else.

She swallowed his moan and allowed him entrance to her mouth. He just couldn't get enough of her. His tongue roamed every corner of her mouth savoring her sugary taste.

"If you wanted privacy then you should have closed the door." A familiar voice stated.

They turned to look at him after finishing a never-ending kiss.

"InuYasha? I thought you were still in America. When did you arrive?" Kouga said as he continued fondling Kagome and she tried to move away from Kouga to look over at InuYasha smiling uneasily.

InuYasha leaned against the entrance stuffing his hands in his pockets while he took a front row seat as he watched them and he plainly shrugged.

"I arrived just now, I called but no one answered and I can see why. But it seems like you two didn't miss me at all. I'll let you finish and if you aren't too tired to hear about my trip and receive the mountains of gifts I bought you two then you can accompany me in the living room downstairs. I'll wait, but I doubt you care."

He left with a depressing look on his face.

Kagome frowned and stood from the tub reaching for a towel and wrapping it around herself. Kouga mimicked her and followed her out of the bathroom to change into some freshly, dry clothes.

Neither of them knew if InuYasha was being serious or just sarcastic.

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InuYasha had been away on a trip in America because of his immense occupation as a writer. He wrote about pretty much everything. He wrote books, magazines, small articles, everything and anything that has to do with writing and reading.

He had gone on this trip because he was given a very good deal and he couldn't just turn down the offer hence his trip to America. But not only did he take this proposal because it was one he could not refuse, but he wanted, no, needed some time alone from this threesome party. It was fun, well it is fun. No one would ever turn their back on good sex and certainly not him.

But it turned out that lately this threesome had become more like a twosome, a duo, a pair, a set, whatever you wanted to call it, it didn't include him. Kouga and Kagome had been spending an immense amount of time together without him. At first he didn't mind since Kouga and Kagome both mentioned they were going steady and it was allright with him because he was going out with Kikyo at the time. Except it wasn't the same. Kikyo, she was merely with him only to upset her ex-boyfriend so that didn't go well. He never expected it to last though, but it was devastating when it ended.

Then, later the duo welcomed him and they were the threesome they once were. Everything was back to normal, or so it seemed.

InuYasha couldn't help but feel left out. Kouga made it seem like he was the dominance of the relationship. Kouga and Kagome had spent much more time together that it was hard to believe he was ever part of this relationship. It made him feel like he was just an alternative for whenever a player felt sick and he was just there to fill in.

"Hey." Kagome said.

"Finished already?" InuYasha questioned and pointed to the pile of boxes on the coffee table. "I got you and Kouga-kun gifts. It was cheap so don't bother on thanking me, I was bored so I had nothing to do but shop. G'Night."

He kissed her softly on the lips and left upstairs to his room. There were four rooms in all. One for each and an extra one for a guest, but they hardly slept in each other's bed. They preferred Kagome's bed; they snuggled closely to each other and awoke the exact way.

Just as he was turning the knob to his room Kouga caught him a tight embrace which didn't make him feel any better.

"What gives? I thought you would be happy to be home, with all that writing and reading you do, you must be tired."

InuYasha removed his arms from around him and nodded as he entered his room.

"Something like that. G'Night. I need sleep."

Kouga stared at the closed door and simply shrugged any problems that crawled up into his head. InuYasha, to him, was always this way. Grouchy. He always was too serious about everything. He kept encouraging him to lighten up and just enjoy life seeing as not everyone in the world has what they have. 'We are some lucky bitches' was his all-time favorite motto.

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"Aren't you going to open them?" Kouga questioned once he joined Kagome downstairs.

"I'll wait until tomorrow when Inu-Chan wakes up. I'm going out for a walk--"

"I'll go with you."

"Alone. I want to go alone. Go see what's bothering InuYasha."

He didn't dare argue with her and allowed her to leave.

He made his way upstairs knowing very well that something was bothering InuYasha but he didn't think that Kagome would notice. It's bad as it is trying to cover their relationship from their friends and family members seeing as their affiliation isn't a common one but each time they had a bit of a problem they had no one to go to but to each other. Strange as it may sound, all they had was each other, no one else.

His fist rose to knock on the door but he didn't dare knock, he thought it would just be easier on him to merely skip all this and pretend he had a talk with him. Drama wasn't his thing.

"Spare me the talk and just come in."

Kouga blinked and walked in as commanded.

"Look, InuYasha, I just came because you didn't seem like yourself, is all. Want to talk about it? Anything go wrong over at America?"

The room was dark so he didn't close the door behind him, even so the room acquired no light. The room didn't obtain a window so he reached for the light switch to flick it on in order for him to see or otherwise he'll drop anything he knew he'll bump into.

"Leave them off."

He rose his hands and agreed with him that the dark was much better and closed the door as well since keeping it open wasn't doing much either. He tried finding his way around since the room wasn't a small one, InuYasha's only that is. His room was much larger because he had his own little library and desk plus the other library downstairs in the living room was filled with books written by him as well as the ones he reads.

His knees finally bumped into the corner of the bed and he used his hands as guides to feel how far down the bed was. Once he sat down he tried reaching for InuYasha but he found him first. He was laying on his side but his hand reached for Kouga's.

"I'm just tired. Really I am, just need some sleep."

Kouga thought that that lie was good enough for him but not for Kagome. He still wondered why she wanted to go out alone. She hardly went out alone when they were here, which was very rare.

"I'm not some kind of idiot, you know."

InuYasha merely chuckled and thought differently. He loved Kouga just the way he was. Caring and somewhat dim-witted. It was good enough for him since it made him the brains of the relationship.

He sat up beside him and wrapped his arm around Kouga's shoulder holding him tightly against him.

InuYasha's smile was contagious and his lips formed into a smile even though he couldn't see in the dim. Kouga's lips were going for his cheek but since InuYasha was facing him his lips were pressed against his. Their kiss deepened and soon their tongues were fighting over domination. Kouga's hand settled on his knee while the other supported him from falling off the bed.

After a while InuYasha parted from the kiss panting softly and tenderly whispered against Kouga's lips, "I love you, now let me sleep!"

Kouga chuckled at his comment and kissed him once more and left his room not before tripping over a pile of books that were mounded on the floor.

"Fine. But only because you come from an exhausting trip that I'm letting you sleep or else I would have pounced on you and pinned you on that bed and--"

"G'Night Kouga!"

"Allright."

He flicked the lights on just before leaving and closed the door and ran downstairs before InuYasha gained on him.

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Both guys ran around like mere children nonstop. One trying to catch the other while the other ran away as best as he could.

"I know I'm not cleaning this up!" Kagome yelled after witnessing the living room and her two running lovers.

Kouga stopped running away from InuYasha only to run towards Kagome.

"You were gone too long, hun."

He nuzzled her neck acquiring small giggles from the brunette. She pushed him off her and hugged InuYasha and was later hugged by Kouga from behind.

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-Kianna Chan-

A/N: Like it? Hate it? Please do tell.

Every chapter will consist a bit of lemon. I placed this fic on the Kouga and Kagome placement, but that doesn't mean it's officially a Kagome and Kouga fic.

As you can see this is a Kouga/ Kagome/ InuYasha fic. It makes it all more exciting for me because along the way the fic can either be a Kouga and Kagome or an InuYasha and Kagome or even and InuYasha and Kouga fic. There's three possibilities but I'm not sure if I'll end this fic as I started it, meaning a threesome.

In the end hopefully there will be a couple and a solo. That pairing I'll leave up to the reviewers and what they prefer. Hope you all like it so far. This is totally different from anything I've written, so if some parts suck please no flame.

Reviews are always welcomed. -